Release Day Blitz – A Different Christmas

 

Title: A Different Christmas, A University Park Series Novella

Release Date: November 30, 2015  

 

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Blurb:

 

The final chapters in Raven and Lexi’s epic love story that began with Opposing Sides. Having been through hell and back, Raven and Lexi beat the odds stacked against them and came out on the winning side together. For the past several months, Raven’s been working hard to show Lexi he can be the husband she deserves and the father their soon-to-be born twins need. Playing pro-football is proving to be more challenging than they thought.

 

As the weeks pass and her due date nears, old demons resurface, threatening to destroy what they’ve worked hard to rebuild. The birth of their twins reminds them despite long practice sessions, football games, and the holidays, what’s most important is the greatest gift of all: love.

 

**This novella takes place before the epilogue in The Winning Side and A Different Side. This is a standalone story, but it is recommended you read the series.**

 

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This is book # 5 in the University Park series. By the authors own words: **This novella takes place before the epilogue in The Winning Side and A Different Side. This book can be read as a standalone, but it is recommended you read the series.**

The story continues for Raven and Lexi as they are now in New Orleans and he is beginning his NFL career. They are steadily working on their relationship moving forward and planning for the future.

Lexi is adjusting to living in a new city, being away from her family and being loved by Raven’s. There is so much going on and she is afraid still, that Raven will give in to his dark side and she will lose everything. He assures her all the time that he loves her, but she cannot help it.

Raven is stressed and worried. He is trying to be there for Lexi, not let his team down and take them all the way. This is his chance and he does not want to blow it.

I loved this book! This is such a good and endearing book about how love endures – even when there are cracks that can be filled or weaken you. Such a pure example of unconditional love and HEA that can happen against all odds! Grab you a copy, you won’t regret it!!

 

 

 

Excerpt:

 

I pulled into the park and stopped a few feet shy of the valet stop. Night had set in and the weather was a nice sixty degrees. Perfect for a train ride and a stroll through the park.

 

“We’re here.” I leaned over and helped Lexi remove the mask.

 

“Oh wow.” She blinked a few times and looked around. “This is beautiful, Raven.” She peered out the window like kid anxious to run through an amusement park. “Do they always decorate the park with Christmas lights?”

 

“Yes, Celebration in the Oaks has been a New Orleans’s traditions since I can remember.”

 

“How fun.”

 

“I bought us tickets for a train ride, which takes us around the park to see the Christmas lights.”

 

“Oh that’s perfect.” She smiled and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

 

“If you’re up to it, we can walk around afterwards. If not, I understand.” I wasn’t sure if she could handle strolling through the park with her big belly. I felt bad for all the weight she was carrying around.

 

“Exercise is good for me, so I don’t mind.”

 

“We’ll see how you feel after the train ride.” I pulled forward to the valet porter.

 

“Okay.”

 

We got out of the vehicle and walked toward the train station. Festive holiday music played and thousands of lights twinkled in a variety of colors. Some outlined the huge oak trees and others draped the moss-covered cypress trees. Various lighted displays were spread throughout the park creating a magical winter spectacular. Decorated Christmas trees lined the walkway giving it a cozy, intimate feel.

 

“This reminds me of last year when you took me to downtown Fort Worth and we went ice skating.”

 

“I know.”

 

I laced my fingers through hers. “This was the weekend we hooked up and you stayed with me.”

 

Lexi stopped and turned to me. “Oh no…”

 

“Happy Anniversary, baby.”

 

She covered her face with her hand. “How could I forget?”

 

“It’s okay.” I chuckled. “You got a lot going on.”

 

“Not more than you.” Disappointment laced her beautiful features. “No wonder you gave me the diamond earrings during dinner.” She shook her head. “I thought you were giving me an early Christmas gift. I’m such a loser.”

 

“No you’re not.” I drew Lexi close to me. “You’re about to give birth to twins. I don’t think that puts you anywhere in the loser category.”

 

“But I didn’t buy you anything.” Her hands rested on my chest.

 

My eyes wandered behind her as the deep voices tried to enter my head. Telling me Lexi would never marry me. That she’d never be my wife. That all of this was just temporary. I shook my head and aligned my eyes with her.  “There’s only one thing I want from you, Lexi.”

 

Her gaze tore from mine. “I know. Please be patient with me. Okay?”

 

I lifted her chin, bringing our gazes together again. “I already told you, I’m not going anywhere.”

 

“Good. Because I’m not going to let you.” She smiled and then backed away, latching on to my hand. “Come on, let’s go have some fun. I might not be able to ice skate, but we can at least enjoy the lights.”

 

“You got it, baby.”

 

We boarded the train for the two-mile ride around the park. We laughed and talked the entire time as we passed the blinking Christmas displays, which included the animated Cajun Night Before Christmas display and the iconic snowman, Mr. Bingle, a New Orleans’ favorite. It was fun and festive and by the smile on Lexi’s face, I knew she was having a good time.

 

“The lights were beautiful,” Lexi said, as I helped her step off the train. “I’m so glad you thought of this.”

 

“I wasn’t sure it would be a good idea, since you were so far along.”

 

She waved off my comment. “I’m pregnant, not handicap.”

 

“I know, but it can’t be easy lugging around two babies.”

 

“It’s not.” She huffed. “But it’s only temporary.”

 

“Thank, God.” I wrapped my arm around her. “Because I miss you lying naked on top of me.”

 

A soft moan escaped her lips. “I miss that, too.”

 

“How long do we have to wait?” I cautiously asked.

 

Her eyes darted to the sky. “I think six weeks, but it might be longer for C-section. I don’t know, but don’t let me forget to ask.”

 

“Don’t worry, I won’t.” Apparently I wasn’t the only one missing the great sex.

 

“So, have you decided on the names?” I held up my arm, pointing at my watch. “Times ticking.”

 

“I know.” Lexi nodded repeatedly. “But this isn’t my decision alone. You have to agree, too.”

 

“Okay. Then let’s decide tonight.” I spotted a vendor selling coffee and pastries.

 

“You want something?”

 

“Do you have to ask?” She winked. “You know my weakness.”

 

 

 

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Release Blitz – Code Of Honor

Title: Code of Honor
Series: Code #2
Author: J.R. Bryce
Genre: Adult, Contemporary Romance/Former Military
Published: November 30, 2015

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Mark Williams is a former Marine who needs a temporary, just for show bodyguard simply to ease his father’s mind. He hires Julie Jameson, a beautiful young woman who looks nothing like a bodyguard even though her resume indicates she’s tough as nails. She’s the perfect candidate. but he’s got a few demands of his own. First on that list: he can take his own damn bullets. Julie doesn’t like being told she was hired because of her looks, or that she isn’t allowed to do her job. She is not just an overpriced escort with a gun, she’s good at what she does. Except as things heat up and it becomes obvious to both of them that the threat is real, Mark treats her more like part of the team despite his obvious desire to protect her. And he never treats her as an escort, despite the fact that she really starts regretting that particular clause in the contract. Together they face explosions, flying bullets, injuries and judgement, all the while dealing with a safehouse full of her brothers, multiple government agencies trying to work together, old friends and older secrets. The only thing either of them is sure about is that if they both survive, they aren’t letting go. All they have to do is make sure that happens.

 

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JR Bryce (that’s me) has been writing since I could read, with varying levels of success. Some of those early stories were not the bestsellers I hoped for at age six, but I’ve gotten better over time. Really. I promise. I live in my office corner with a man-eating Chihuahua draped across my lap, my real live Evil Muse mind-controlling me via electronic communication, and writing like a crazy person while my all-too-precocious spawnlings plot each other’s murders and my husband runs away in a vain attempt to save his sanity. Fortunately, the beautiful Oregon Coast has lots of things to distract him so I can get the words on paper.

 

 

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New York’s Finest #2

Lauren Layne

Releasing Nov 24th, 2015

Forever

 

 

 

IN HOT PURSUIT

Being a cop might be in Anthony Moretti’s blood, but protecting and serving the city of New York has always been more than just the family business. If that means his love life stays locked up, well then that’s just another sacrifice made in the line of duty. That is, until he sets eyes on the gorgeous new waitress at The Darby Diner and suddenly Anthony’s morning coffee is leaving him a whole lot more hot and bothered than usual.

 

 

Though waitressing at The Darby isn’t exactly Maggie Walker’s dream job, it pays the bills and gives her time to work on her novel. Now if only she could stop fantasizing about gorgeous Anthony Moretti every time he sits down at her table, she’d really be in great shape. But when he needs her help identifying a criminal threatening The Darby—and Maggie recognizes her ex-husband—she fears her fresh start might be a pipe dream. Faster than a New York minute, Maggie and Anthony find themselves in one perilous pursuit that only gets hotter with each and every rule-breaking kiss.

 

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Excerpt #6

 

“I just can’t believe Mags called you Officer,” Vincent said in sham reverent tone. “I don’t know how she missed the nine -hundred and forty- two reminders that you’re a Captain now.”

 

“Well she damn well should remember,” he muttered. “Is anyone else remembering that she spilled iced -tea all over me at my coronation party?”

 

“She spilled it on your shoes,” Elena said. “Which were black.”

 

“Still,” Anth said, glancing around the room this time to make sure she wasn’t with in earshot. “I don’t know why we have to act like she’s a new member of the family when she can’t seem to go a single Sunday without spilling somebody’s breakfast on me. It can’t be an accident every time.”

 

“Maybe she wants to get your attention. Your humble, pleasantcharming personality is so charming,” Ava said quietly into her coffee mug.

 

Anth looked at Luc’s girlfriend. “Et tu, Brute?”

 

Ava winked.

 

And then his dad leaned back in the booth, folded his arms, and glared at his oldest son. “So tell me again what you’re doing to close in on this Smiley character.”

 

“Oh my God, he’s like a dog with a bone!” Elena said, throwing her arms up in exasperation, before turning her attention back to her cell phone. “Also, is Nonna texting anyone else? I’ve been getting mucous every five minutes.”

 

“Yes,” everyone replied at once.

 

“She just sent me a Wikipedia link on phlegm,” Vincent grumbled.

 

To say that his grandmother had been upset to miss brunch because of a lingering head cold was an understatement. She’d been punishing them all with updates on her illness.

 

Anthony glanced at his watch, and mentally counted the minutes until he could relax with a beer and watch the Yankees game.

 

Of the three sacred things in his life, the New York Yankees had always been a very distant third to family and the Department.

 

Now he was seriously rethinking his priorities.

 

Of the three sacred things in his life, the New York Yankees had always been a very a distant third to family and the Department.

 

 

 

 

This is the 2nd book in the New York’s Finest series. This book can be read as a standalone. The reading of the books, in order, adds to the enjoyment and understanding of the series.

Anthony AKA “Anth” is attracted to Maggie and its mutual. Since he is so career focused and blinded by the past, he never acts on that attraction. His family, however, things she is greater than sliced bread.

Maggie knows she has the hots for the police captain. She also knows he hates her since she cannot seem to stop spilling food on him! She is not looking for a relationship right now anyway.

When Maggie becomes a key witness in a case he is working on, the laws of attraction pull them like magnets toward one another. Worried about his career, and the choices he must make – he lays it all on the line.

This book has a bit of everything. I loved the sexy moments, and this hero is HOT! It has laughter, heart-melting moments, macho alpha males, suspense and more.

 

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Lauren Layne is the USA Today Bestselling author of contemporary romance.

 

Prior to becoming an author, Lauren worked in e-commerce and web-marketing. In 2011, she and her husband moved from Seattle to New York City, where Lauren decided to pursue a full-time writing career. It took six months to get her first book deal (despite ardent assurances to her husband that it would only take three). Since then, Lauren’s gone on to publish ten books, including the bestselling Stiletto series, with several more on the way in 2015.

 

 

Lauren currently lives in Chicago with her husband and spoiled Pomeranian. When not writing, you’ll find her at happy hour, running at a doggedly slow pace, or trying to straighten her naturally curly hair.

 

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Release Day Blitz – Astaroth

Title: Astaroth (A Harbinger Series Novella) 

Author: Jennifer Field 

Genre: Paranormal Erotica 

Release Day Blitz: November 24 – 27 

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~ The Harbinger Series ~

 

Sex, lies, deceit—welcome to Hell, the world of the damned. Everyone has a price to pay and that price is dutifully paid to the Harbinger who delivers the soul. Classic demonology myths mix with modern day people, creating a world where nothing is off limits and everything is just the beginning.

 

 

If you loved Guilty Pleasure by Laurell K. Hamilton or Archangel’s Kiss by Nalini Singh, you will thoroughly enjoy the Harbinger Series!

Abigale Colebrook married a man she thought would sweep her off her feet and into the lap of luxury. Only, the man he portrayed was very different from the man he really was. Dark secrets lay within the Colebrook Estate and she finds herself being used as nothing more than a pawn in Lairds’ sick games. That is, until a handsome stranger rings their doorbell. He was sent by Pesta to meet Laird Colebrook and locate the legendary statue of Asher and Faye, but no relic could compare to the blonde beauty that swept into his heart. The moment he laid eyes on Abigale Colebrook, he knew he had to have her. And the moment he kissed her, he knew no one would get in his way. It didn’t matter that her husband was the very man he came to do business with, the very man who controlled her every move. He was Astaroth, one of the seven princes of the underworld, commander of forty legions, and the leader of the seven armies–no one could take from him what he desired.

 

 

Astaroth

 

She gave him a nervous laugh… Did he make her nervous? Of course he did. Just look at him—he was six and a half feet of walking, talking sex. And that dream! She couldn’t get it out of her head and sitting on the picnic table like she had, watching him, hoping he would drop to his knees and reenact it…it was almost too much.

 

“No, you don’t make me nervous at all.” Lying was her only safe answer. She dropped her gaze to their entwined hands. She had never held hands with anyone, yet, with Roth, it seemed like the most natural thing in the world.

 

“I dreamed of you last night.” His thumb circled the soft skin of her hand as they walked, and he waited for her reply.

 

Her voice shook as she spoke. Had he just said he dreamed of her last night? “Did you? I hope it was a good dream.”

 

“It was the best I’ve ever had.”

 

“Really? What was is about?” He had more than her curiosity piqued.

 

“I’m not a kiss and tell kinda guy,” he joked.

 

 Abby knocked her hip into his, knocking him off balance as they walked. “Oh, really? So it was a kissing dream about me. Very interesting. I thought you said you had a dream about eating your favorite meal.”

 

“Oh, I ate.”

 

He playfully swayed his hip, knocking her back, but before she could stumble, he had her in his arms, exactly where she had wanted to be. Even though she knew what she was feeling was wrong, she couldn’t help what he brought out in her.

She loved this new side of Roth; it almost seemed playful. The smile on his face as he looked down at her and their easy banter was a stark contrast to the lethal presence he gave off and the deep passion she saw in those gunmetal eyes.

In his arms, she had to strain her neck to look up at him. She could feel the rapid beat of his heart as he held her, and her tongue darted out of her mouth, running along her lower lip. Again, her mind thought of how good his lips had felt on hers when Laird had nearly caught them. And today, out here in the woods, they were alone, no one to stop them.

 

~ Book One in The Harbingers Series ~

**NABE Pinnacle Book Achievement Award Winner for Summer 2015 Best Book in the Category of Romance Fantasy**

 

Jenna Thanatos thought she was ordinary; just your everyday girl with a healthy sexual appetite and a few kinks to boot. After moving to Maine to be closer to her boyfriend, Kyle, Jenna was starting a new chapter in her life. Little did she know, this chapter had more to offer than she ever thought possible. One night of fun exhibitionism turns Jenna’s world upside down and shoves her face first into a world she never knew existed. Harbinger. Female Harbinger. The thing of legends, a myth foretold by ancient seers, but it couldn’t be true. She was just her. Besides, things like that didn’t exist. After being kidnapped, shot at, chased, and sprouting wings, she wasn’t so sure anymore.

 

Timoteus, an ancient Harbinger, has been searching for Jenna for years after finding out that she truly did exist, keeping a long-term promise to an old friend to watch over his family line. His duties were to protect her, train her, and make the foretold prophecy come to fruition. After saving Jenna, they find themselves still being hunted, landing Tim right in the middle of an operation he never dreamed could exist.

 

Benneit Colebrook took over his father’s business after his death last year. When the mention of a female Harbinger was whispered in his ear, he knew he had to have the rare and precious being to add to his collection. And, he would do anything to get her.

 

Jenna now finds herself in an underground compound with two sexy as hell men, hiding away from the people hell-bent on taking her. Why? She has no clue. Yesterday she was normal, today she’s not only in a fight for her life, but also the lives of all beings that have been disappearing for centuries.

Will Jenna be able to accept who she is and face this new world head-on, or will everything come crumbling down before she has a fighting chance?

 

*Warning: Intended for audiences 18 yrs and older. Contains graphic sex scenes and hot men!*

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~ A Harbinger Series Novella~

Tyberius Frelser, Professor of Theology & Ancient Greek History and Harbinger of Death, has lived in Boston for the past three-hundred years, deciding to stay in his beloved city after the death of his wife, a tragedy that broke his heart. As a Harbinger, he is a tortured man, sentenced to a life he never asked for. As a professor, he is well renowned for his difficult curriculum and grading system. Upon flipping through student profiles, Tye comes across one he finds more than intriguing.

 

Margret Cole is a quiet, understated Grad student at Boston University, dreading the final class she needs to complete her doctorate in Ancient Religion. Since her mother’s untimely death when she was only twelve years old, she has suffered from nightmarish visions. Though the scene of her vision has always been the same, the battle between good and evil has become more clear over the years. And, at the center of this battle, are deep brown eyes and a handsome face that have haunted her for as long as she can remember.

 

Fascination and curiosity lead Tye and Margret on a path of exploration into not only her visions, but her bed, something neither have the desire to stop. But there is another player in this game, a powerful force with an agenda of their own.

Can Tye convince Margret that her visions are more special than she realizes before it’s too late, or will she ultimately become Tye’s Undoing?

 

Jennifer currently lives in Western Massachusetts and has a love for adventure that makes her who she truly is. As an avid mountain climber & hiker it is not unusual for her to be hanging off of a 5.9 in the Adirondacks or the Shawangunk Mountain ranges. During the off season of climbing, also known as winter, she attends the New England Center for Circus Arts where she studied static trapeze (think Cirque rather than Circus).

 

She an only child so has her mother to thank for her overactive imagination and knack for storytelling. Over the years she’s written several short stories of the “naughty” nature. But had never envisioned herself as a writer. Just someone who enjoyed telling a steamy story from time to time.

 

 

 

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FALLING FOR HER ENEMY

Still Harbor #2

Victoria James

Releasing Nov 9th, 2015

Entangled: Bliss

 

 

She’s falling for the one man who could destroy everything…

 

Alex McAllister always dreamed of a life filled with the laughter and love of a family, but being abandoned at a young age left her wary of letting anyone in. Now that she’s settled in Still Harbor, Alex struggles between keeping her distance and the magnetic pull of the handsome stranger who claims he’s the biological father of her adopted daughter.

 

Hayden Brooks never wanted to be a father. Long hours spent building his family’s real estate empire suits him just fine. But when he discovers an ex put the baby he unknowingly fathered up for adoption, his world crumbles. He tracks the child to Still Harbor with the intention of bringing her home—and comes face to face with his daughter’s stunning adoptive mother.

 

The paternity test is in. And Hayden’s about to make the most shocking decision of his life, just in time for Christmas…

 

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How to Lose a Bachelor by Anna Banks

Excerpt #2

 

“Aaaand rolling!” Chris said, retaking the director’s seat a few feet away.

 

Grant could practically feel the cameras focusing back on him. “I’ve decided to be America’s reporter for the day,” he said, having already memorized his lines. “So I have a few questions to ask that I think everyone will want to know—including me.” Their eyes locked. So did Rochelle’s jaw. Grant paused for effect. Then, “Why on earth would you choose to audition for a sleezy show like Luring Love?”

 

“CUT!” yelled Chris.

 

“I mean, have you really drained the dating pool already?” Grant continued, getting angrier with each word out of his mouth. These were, after all, valid questions. Never in a million years would Rochelle have chased after a man—so why the hell was she here? “What would your mother say? Coming on a show like this to paw at a man who’s already got nine other women doing the same thing?”

 

“I said cut!” Chris growled.

 

“Oh, are we going to talk about mothers, then?” Rochelle flung back her hair. “Instead of dating pools, let’s talk about gene pools—and the fact that you and your four siblings originated from separate ones!”

 

“Cut, cut, cut!” Chris had his hand on Grant’s shoulder, but Grant wouldn’t turn his eyes away from Rochelle. Her expression read Challenge Accepted.

 

Did she really just insult his mother’s…need for variety in life? He couldn’t let that low blow go unpunished. “Let’s do talk about gene pools and how we both know that cleavage of that particular magnitude doesn’t run in your family.”

 

Taken aback, Rochelle clutched at her shirt. Grant felt a win on the horizon, if hurling mother insults could, in fact, be considered winning at anything. “It’s a halter top, moron. It’s designed for cleavage. Besides, you didn’t seem to be complaining when I walked in!” she added.

 

His mouth fell slightly ajar. She noticed me noticing. Did the crew? Will America? “It doesn’t suit you,” he blurted. A complete lie. It enhanced an already irresistible figure—so much so that he just might have been willing to change his general opinion on how much cleavage a woman should expose in public. In fact, he suspected he’d change his view on world peace if Rochelle sat on his lap and asked him to.

 

“Really? Everything underneath suited the hell out of you before!”

 

“For God’s sake,” Chris said, standing in front of Grant to block his view of Rochelle. “Are we speaking the same language?”

 

 

 

 

 

KISSING HER CRUSH

Sugar City #2

Ophelia London

Releasing Nov 9th, 2015

Entangled: Bliss

 

 

He’s sweet trouble…

 

Natalie Holden wants three things: To be the best chocolate chemist in Hershey, Pennsylvania, to prove her chocolate recipe can help teenage depression, and to get over gorgeous Luke Elliott, the guy she’s had a crush on since birth. Unfortunately, he’s the microbiologist set to debunk her chocolate study. And, of course, he looks more delicious than ever!

 

Luke Elliott is still bitter over his divorce. Work is his passion now, and landing a huge promotion is just what he needs. What he doesn’t need is a crackpot trying to prove that chocolate cures depression. The last thing he expects is for the crackpot to be Natalie Holden—his “what if” girl from high school—or that she’d still tempt the hell out of him.

 

 

They may not see eye-to-eye on her project, but they can’t deny the explosive chemistry that keeps pulling them together. Even when it risks their jobs and the very different futures they both want…

 

 

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Kissing Her Crush by Ophelia London

Excerpt #3

 

“Natalie.”

 

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

 

“Let me just say—”

 

“Luke, don’t.” Tiny tears clung to her lashes, gutting him again. “I don’t want your pity—I couldn’t stand it. Not after…” She stopped like she couldn’t say the next word. “Not after everything.”

 

“Pity?” he repeated, wanting desperately to understand, but falling short like he always did with her. She turned to him, looking pale and so unhappy. “I know that’s how you feel, and I know what you’re thinking.”

 

She knew what he was thinking? He didn’t know what he was thinking, or what he was feeling. When he looked at this woman in the short dress and rubber boots, her hair blowing in the breeze around her tear-streaked face, he tried to pinpoint his feelings, name them. But there were so many he couldn’t grab hold of a single one.

 

 

All he knew for sure was he admired the hell out of her. No, it wasn’t admiration he felt. It was something else, something that made his heart pound when he looked at her, when he thought about her kindness, her stubborn determination, the way everything she did made him want a bigger life than even he’d planned, while driving him absolutely out of his head…his screwed-up head that wasn’t ready for a relationship.

 

Or was it?

 

“You have no idea what I’m thinking,” he said. “No idea what I’m feeling—about you.” He walked to her, reached out and touched her cheek. “But we both need to find out.”

 

 

 

 

Natalie and Luke have history together that only she can remember. A single incident that can make the past seem so painful and give no hope to the future. Can they get past the problems that haunt them?

Natalie is the leader of a clinical trial for depression in teenagers. Luke is a proctor for the trial, on behalf of the money lender. There is also an attraction between them that is almost a living thing. One they cannot act on if they are to remain objective.

Luke never comes back to his hometown. He came for this clinical trial, and will be gone when its over. The simple question is will he be leaving with his heart intact?

Natalie has grown up thinking Luke hung the moon. Now, as adults, are her feelings leftover from that crush or are they newer and more genuine? Will the fact that they work together stop them from trying to have a solid future?

What a surprise goody this book is! Such an amazing book with great banter, heartfelt longing, and a serious craving for chocolate. I found I liked the characters and their honesty. A good clean romance story from start to finish.

 

 

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Victoria always knew she wanted to be a writer and in grade five, she penned her first story, bound it (with staples and a cardboard cover) and did all the illustrations herself. Luckily, this book will never see the light of day again.

 

In high school she fell in love with historical romance and then contemporary romance. After graduating University with an English Literature degree, Victoria pursued a degree in Interior Design and then opened her own business. After her first child, Victoria knew it was time to fulfill her dream of writing romantic fiction.

 

Victoria is a hopeless romantic who is living her dream, penning happily-ever-after’s for her characters in between managing kids and the family business. Writing on a laptop in the middle of the country in a rambling old Victorian house would be ideal, but she’s quite content living in suburbia with her husband, their two young children, and very bad cat.

 

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Ophelia is the author of AIMEE & THE HEARTTHROB; DEFINITELY, MAYBE IN LOVE; the Abby Road series; Perfect Kisses series; Sugar City series; and the brand new cozy mystery CHALK LINES & LIPSTICK. Visit all her books HERE, but don’t call when The Vampire Diaries (or Dawson’s Creek) is on. #paceylove

 

 

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Release Blitz – The No Bad Boy Rule

 

Title: The No Bad Boy Rule

Series: Rule #2

Author: Ashley Erin

Genre: NA Contemporary Romance

Release Date: November 26, 2015

 

 

 

 

Six years ago, a positive pregnancy test destroyed Ava. Her goals, her relationship, the entire way she viewed her future. 

 

From the rubble, a rule was created: No bad boys. 

 

In their wake is chaos and destruction, something she could no longer risk. 

 

Ava has been happy with this rule, until now.

 

The bad boy across the hall makes her want to abandon it. Those hazel eyes piercing her, as though they can read her mind. That gentle smile as he interacts with her son. Dax awakens something in her that she’s never felt before.

 

Will she regret opening her heart to another bad boy? 

 

Dax is determined to earn back the respect he lost for himself years ago and create a future he can be proud of. He’s spent his life breaking rules and now he has a rigid set of rules to live by. 

 

Ava is a distraction he doesn’t need.

 

Nothing like the women from his past, everything about her from her adorable son to the paint constantly covering her hands reminds him of why he needs to focus. He knows the look in her eyes, he fights the urge to give in to that look. He doesn’t deserve it, at least not yet.

 

Will Dax ever feel like he’s earned it, or will a call from his past cause him to push her away for good?

 

Rules are meant to be broken.

 

The No Bad Boy Rule is a standalone novel. It is Book 2 in the Rule series. NA Contemporary Romance.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Ashley has a degree in Psychology and has worked in the Human Services field for five years. She loves reading romance, new adult, paranormal and fantasy novels.  She lives in Spruce Grove, Alberta with her boyfriend, two dogs and four cats. She also has a horse she loves with all her heart. When she is not working with the horses, reading and writing, you can find her on social media.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Title: Have You Seen This Girl and House of the Lost Girls

Series: Flocksdale Files

Author: Carissa Ann Lynch

Genre: Thriller/Mystery

 

 

 

Wendi Wise is a troubled young woman who snorts her breakfast through a straw and spends more time in rehab than in the real world… 

 

Her life is seemingly out of control.

 

But now she has a plan.

 

That plan involves a sharp set of butcher knives. 

 

She’s going back to where all of her troubles began…

 

Flocksdale.

 

Wendi was lured away from a local skating rink, at the age of thirteen, and held captive in a place she calls ‘The House of Horrors.’ Dumped off blindfolded on the side of a dirt road, Wendi soon discovered that she was addicted to the drugs they fed her while she was captive. 

 

Too scared to go home, and having a new habit to deal with, she hopped on a bus, vanishing from the family she loved. 

 

Vanishing from Flocksdale…

 

The town of Flocksdale is littered with fliers with a grainy image of young Wendi, and the words ‘Have You Seen This Girl?’ written below. 

 

Now, eight years later, she’s on a mission—a mission to find the mysterious house from her youth and the monsters who dwell inside it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

HAVE YOU SEEN THIS GIRL

PROLOGUE 

 

Present Day: I lost my straw three hours ago, which sucks because it was my favorite one. Getting up to look for it seems like a painstaking, insurmountable task right now, but I pull myself up to a sitting position and swing my legs over the side of the bed. The “bed” is nothing more than a dingy, rust-colored mattress that lies on the floor of a two-room basement apartment in Albuquerque, New Mexico.

 

The threadbare carpet that covers the floor provides no support for my feet, and frankly, it stinks. I get down on my knees and lay my face flat against the carpet, holding my breath and peering under an ancient, stained armchair and the dresser that stands beside it. Now, where the fuck is that straw?

 

All I can see are dust bunnies, mouse droppings, and the carcass of a cockroach. No straw. I let out a frustrated groan. I give up searching, stand back up, and pad across the hall to the tiny bathroom I share with my current boyfriend, Michael, or “Mick” when he thinks he’s cool. I plop down on the toilet, running my hands through my tangled mop of greasy black hair.

 

I wait for the pee to come. Then wait some more. I can remember one of my old AA mentors, telling me once why opiates interfere with bodily functions like peeing, for instance. It was something about wires in the brain getting crossed…I wish I had a stopwatch to time this affair, but then it finally comes and I let out a sigh of relief.

 

Mick’s clothes from the night before are strewn across the bathroom floor at my feet. Suddenly I have a thought, and begin rummaging through the pockets of a brown pair of khaki shorts that I remember him wearing last night. I find what I’m looking for: a tattered black wallet, worn out from age and being sat on all day long. I open it up and peer inside. It only contains two dollars, but that’s fine by me—all I need is one.

 

Pulling out the faded, crumpled bill, I smooth it flat against the round edges of the wash basin. Once flattened, I begin slowly rolling it into a perfectly cylindrical mini-version of my straw. It’s basically perfect.

 

The dope is in my bedroom drawer, along with my razor. Using the tiny blade, I lovingly chop the heroin until it is fine and powdery, and then use the rolled up dollar bill to suck it straight up my nose. Its taste hits the back of my throat instantly and drains down through my sinuses, a sensation I used to loathe but have grown to love.

 

Wiping the residue from my nose noisily with the back of my hand, I glance at Mick, who is still passed out on the bed. Getting high makes him sleepy, but it fills me with an insatiable need to do something productive.

 

Our bedroom is dotted with tiny land mines of crumpled t-shirts, inside-out jeans, and day-old panties. I make my way around the room, picking them up and tossing them all into a wicker laundry basket in the corner.

 

Besides the bedroom and bathroom, we have a small, windowless sitting area, a narrow galley kitchen, and a small extra bedroom that we use for trash and other random items. I move my cleaning to the living room, gathering up snack wrappers and empty Solo cups, and then carry them into the small silver garbage can under the kitchen sink. The sink is filled to the brim with two-day-old dishes, so I start filling the sink with water and shampoo.

 

I’ve been out of dish soap for weeks now, but the hair care product seems to get the job done so I don’t complain. The water from the faucet never gets hot because our gas got shut off months ago. If I want hot water, I have to boil it. This all sounds ridiculous, I know. This is the twenty-first century, but my addiction has me back in the Stone Age, because when you’re an addict, you don’t spend money on things like food, water, clothes, electricity…you spend it on drugs. At least the truly hardcore addicts like me do.

 

Crusty teacups, sauce-covered plates, and sour-smelling utensils permeate the water, rising steadily to the brim. I plunge my hands into the frigid, cloudy water and begin mindlessly washing.

 

For the past six months, our daily life can be divided into three segments: looking for money to buy heroin, finding the drug, and then getting high. Oh, I almost forgot about the fourth segment: coming down from the drug—my least favorite time of day. Our entire life revolves around heroin and our bodies rely on it to function. It’s not about getting “high” anymore because I never feel lifted or high-spirited, or overly anything these days. We wake up feeling low and we need it to feel normal. Maybe they should change the expression to “getting normal” or “avoiding feeling like shit,” instead of “getting high.”

 

Today will be different though. Today I have a date with my good friend rehab, and in six hours from now, my daily routine should change dramatically. Mick isn’t going, but I’m fine with that. He’ll do his own thing when he’s ready. I’ve been planning this for a month now, and finally the phone call came: a bed opened up at the local in-patient clinic and today is the day to report.

 

I’ve been to rehab before, and will mostly like go again after this stint, but everything is about to change. This time around, major plans have been made for when I get out of rehab.

 

Those plans involve me and a sharp set of butcher knives, but I’ll explain that later.

 

Perhaps you’re wondering how I got this way. Or perhaps you don’t give a damn. Either way, this is my story. It’s not a story about addiction. This is a story about murder.

 

 

Seventeen year old Marianna Bertagnoli is miserable…

 

Not only did her father abandon her five years ago, now she’s being uprooted and forced to move with her mother and new stepdad to a creepy Victorian house they inherited in the even creepier town of Flocksdale.

 

Flocksdale has an evil, ugly past—and history has a way of repeating itself…

 

Marianna notices some strange qualities about her new home, and soon realizes she’s living in none other than the infamous House of Horrors. That’s right, the very house where the demented Garrett family ran a drug ring, leading to the kidnappings and murders of forty young girls.

 

The dark energy of the town begins to rise again…

 

Within a week of moving in, Marianna’s mother disappears, one of her small group of new friends is found murdered, and she’s attacked by a man wearing a hideous clown mask. As she searches for answers, Marianna wonders if the malevolence still lingers, somehow alive…and how her stepdad came to own the House of Horrors.

 

Unsure who to trust, Marianna turns to Wendi Wise, a survivor of the Garretts’ crimes…

 

Caught up in twisted family ties and surrounded by deceit, Marianna is targeted by a new generation of evil. Doubly imprisoned—in her own body and in the real house of the lost girls—Marianna needs Wendi’s help to unravel the bizarre history of Flocksdale.

 

But will Marianna survive long enough to bring the evil to light…or will she be trapped in the house of the lost girls forever?

 

 

 

 

HOUSE OF THE LOST GIRLS

Chapter One

Fuck Flocksdale. Not my words—someone else’s. The flat black spray paint obliterated the real words—Welcome to—on the shiny metal sign greeting us on our way into Flocksdale. Our new town. Not my choice of towns—someone else’s.

 

In the backseat of my parents’ SUV, I was slumped down in the seat with yellow earbuds shoved as far into the openings of my ears as they would go. The ornery words aroused me from my black mood, and I leaned forward, pressing my face to the glass as we passed.

 

I tried not to smile. Apparently, I wasn’t the only one who hated this town.

 

“Wow. That’s just great,” my mother said, also noticing the nasty words scrawled on the sign as we passed by. “Who would do something like that?” she asked.

 

“Oh, honey. You know who. Rotten teenagers,” my stepdad uttered disgustedly, staring back at me in the rearview mirror. I may as well have written the words myself based on his nasty look. It was so obvious that he hated me. Why couldn’t my mother see that? Or maybe she sees it and just doesn’t care, I thought bitterly.

 

I narrowed my eyes at my stepdad darkly, sliding back down in my seat. I turned up the volume on my iPod, switched the song to Boulevard of Broken Dreams by Green Day. I mouthed words to the song, lonely lyrics about walking alone, as we entered my new town of Flocksdale.

 

I hated him…not my stepdad, but my real dad. For leaving my mom and I five years ago, and ultimately, bequeathing me to this asshole. Everything between my mom and dad was fine, and then one day it wasn’t. He left a note, saying he was going to live with his new girlfriend.

 

A note. If I ever got to see him again, I had a few notes of my own to give him.

 

My mom and George got married only a year ago, but George had been wrecking my life ever since.

 

Like right now, for instance.

 

He had accepted a job in Flocksdale, and even though my mom had her own job in Ohio, and I had my school and friends, here we were—starting over. Our lives didn’t matter to him. It was all about him, furthering his career goals. He didn’t care that I had to leave my old school. The school I’d attended my entire life…

 

Despite the explicit greeting on the way in, the part of town we drove into seemed quiet and quaint. It was nearly ten o’clock at night, but the main street was free of motorists and the sidewalks held no pedestrians. Rows of brick buildings, apparently small businesses, lined the street on both sides, “We’re Closed” signs firmly displayed in their windows.

 

“Well, this definitely looks like a peaceful town, Georgie,” my mother said, using that stupid pet name I hated for ‘George.’ She patted my stepdad’s arm, her attempt to let him know she was fine with moving here. That she’d forgiven him. Her eyes fluttered back to meet mine, encouraging me to do the same, but I closed them, refusing to cater to Georgie’s sensitivity. Well, I haven’t…I mouthed sulkily.

 

I was never going to be okay with moving here. Technically, I was almost eighteen and soon to be free to go anywhere I wanted. But even after I finished my senior year of high school, at my new school, there was supposed to be college and all that…

 

In other words, I was stuck with my mother and surrogate daddy for at least a few more years. And now I was stuck serving out my time in this lame-ass town called Flocksdale.

 

“Are you sure anyone really lives here?” I asked, yanking my earbuds out. My mother shot me a death glare and my stepdad ignored my comment. He’d grown up here in this dump, and I knew insulting his alma mater would get under his skin.

 

But getting under his skin was turning out to be one of my favorite pastimes.

 

I twisted my hair in a tight bun and started packing up my book and iPod into my messenger bag. It was all I’d brought, besides my duffel bag containing a few outfits. Everything else was coming by U-Haul. I didn’t care about my stuff. It was my friends and school I worried about leaving behind.

 

I was relieved to see lights up ahead, illuminating a McDonald’s and CVS as we entered the heart of town. So, there is civilization here, I thought wearily.

 

More businesses—a grocery store, diner, coffee shop, and a badass-looking used book store. Then the stores faded away and we entered a cluster of residential houses and neighborhoods. The houses were small and close together, mostly shotguns, but then they got larger and grander as we got further from town.

 

“We’re getting close. It’s on the river,” George said, his voice taking on an excited, boyish tone. I knew we were getting close to the water because the houses were taking on a strange quality. Some of them were sitting up high on stilts. I’d never seen anything like it.

 

“I guess they’re worried about floods here,” I remarked softly. I had to admit, the houses looked pretty cool, sitting up high on solid, wooden beams. Like they were too cool to hang out on the ground with the rest of the houses.

 

“Yeah, sometimes the river gets high around here. But there hasn’t been a major flood in forty years,” my mom said, answering for George.

 

But then he said, “Nearly thirty houses and businesses were torn down and rebuilt. They built smarter the second time around, preparing for floods. But we won’t have to worry about that…”

 

Rolling down the window, I leaned my head out, sucking in deep breaths of damp July air. Why did they tear them down? And who were “they”? I wanted to ask, but then I could almost hear…water.

 

There it was—rolling, murky water with steaming pipes from a nuclear plant on the other side of the river. A huge sea of nothing but water, and more nothingness beyond it. An old, metal walking bridge glittered in the distance. “It’s down here,” George nearly whispered, taking a turn onto Clemmons Street.

 

There were nearly six houses on both sides of the street, all built on stilts . But at the end was a gigantic Victorian home, its own flood wall behind it, sitting right on the river. It towered in the black night sky, moonlight dancing crazily on the rough waters in the background.

 

It was beautiful in an eerie sort of way and as we pulled up in front of it, I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand upright. Could it be…? The House of Horrors…?

 

That’s right. I did my research on this place. The town of Flocksdale had a history. A nasty, evil sort of history.

 

Nearly twenty years ago, a deranged family ran some sort of trafficking/drug ring. The bodies of nearly forty young girls were found buried in the crawlspaces, basements, and backyards of the townspeople involved in the operation. The townspeople of Flocksdale.

 

All of the perpetrators were either apprehended or dead, but it still gave me the creeps. I’d read everything I could find on the internet about the murders. In some of the write-ups, I’d read about the description of the main house used in the kidnappings and subsequent killings—an old, creepy Victorian. A description that seemed to fit this one. Surely, there were other Victorian homes in this town? Right…?

 

I’d tried to tell my mom, and even George, about it. But George ignored me, and my mom said, “Every town has history and crime is everywhere, Marianna. George grew up there, so it must be all right.” Yeah…that made me feel a whole hell of a lot better.

 

George parked the SUV in a concrete driveway out front of the house. I made no attempt to get out. I stared up at this beautiful monster of a house, wondering what was in store for me in this creepy little town with its even creepier history. I shivered involuntarily. Two words came to mind: Fuck Flocksdale.

 

 

Besides my family, my greatest love in life is books. Reading them, writing them, holding them, smelling them…well, you get the idea. I’ve always loved to read and never considered myself a “writer” until a few years ago when I couldn’t find a book to read and decided to try writing my own story. I’m the author of Have You Seen This Girl? (Flocksdale Files Book #1), Grayson’s Ridge, and This Is Not About Love. I reside in Floyds Knobs, Indiana with my husband, children, and massive collection of books.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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HOW TO LOSE A BACHELOR

Anna Banks

Releasing Nov 9th, 2015

Entangled: Bliss

 

 

When Rochelle Ransom auditioned for the dating show Luring Love, she had big plans for winning the prize money to help her favorite charity–and if she won the hot bachelor’s heart, even better. But at the last minute she finds out the hot bachelor is her ex-boyfriend, Grant Drake. Desperate to keep her distance from him, she’ll do anything–and everything–to get voted off.

 

Years ago, Rochelle broke Grant’s heart, and he’s out for revenge. There’s no way he’ll vote her off.  After all, vengeance is a dish best served red-hot…and on live television.

 

 

When her hilarious antics to get kicked off the show escalate, Grant’s reminded why he fell in love with her the first time. Now he isn’t sure which might be more fun… Seeing how far Rochelle is willing to go to get away or how far he will to keep her forever.

 

 

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Grant crossed his arms. “Really? Because I asked around too, and several of our lovely contestants said the ‘wardrobe malfunction’ was that she refused to put on any dress chosen for her. You realize why she wore a FSU shirt, don’t you, Richie. I hate that team. And as for ratings, I don’t give a rat’s—”

“Please, lower your voice. This isn’t as bad as it seems.”

“What did you say to her to make her stay? Don’t give me anymore BS about loopholes in contracts, either.”

Richie pressed his fingertips together thoughtfully. “You say this woman was the love of your life, yet you don’t even realize what she’s doing. I find that difficult to believe.”

“You said she was the love of my life. I told you to let her go.”

“Not going to happen, Grant. Besides, I thought you’d be happy about this turn of events. About what it means for you.”

Grant scowled. “Are you incapable of being direct?”

“Isn’t it obvious, Grant? She’s making what I would call a tremendous effort for you to vote her off. Which means she still has feelings for you.”

“You have a warped sense of reasoning.” She might have feelings for him, but they sure as hell weren’t romantic in any way. What, she was trying to woo him with a sweatshirt that smelled like hot dumpster trash? Richie was crazy.

“She can’t stand to be around you because of all the feelings your presence dredges up. Is that so hard to understand?”

Grant blinked. It actually wasn’t; he could relate. He wished he could turn off the memories her presence provoked in him. “You can’t let her run wild on the set, Richie. She’s making a joke out of your show. Don’t you care about that?”

Richie laughed. “She’s doing exactly what I’d hoped she’d do. The question is, are you going to let her beat you at this game?”

Grant took the seat behind him and leaned on Richie’s desk with his forearms. Of course, she was trying to get voted off the show. She hated his guts, and had an entire decade to let this medley of hatred and anger simmer. This was her loophole. Her way of getting out of the contract. “You don’t know Chelle. She won’t give up. These tantrums will only get worse.”

“Look,” Richie said with a sympathetic sigh that barely hid his delight. “There’s a fine line between love and hate. Haven’t you ever heard that? She obviously has strong feelings toward you. It’s up to you to change the nature of those feelings.”

Grant wiped a hand down his face. Changing Rochelle’s mind about anything had always been a challenge. But changing her heart? Was that even possible?

“You handled yourself quite well last night,” Richie continued. “Very composed for the situation.”

“Am I just supposed to ignore her behavior? That’s not fair to the other women.”

Richie smirked. “Do you even remember the names of any of the other women?”

Touché.

 

 

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Teaser Tuesday – I’ll Be There

 

I’LL BE THERE

Montgomery Brother’s #6

Samantha Chase

Releasing Dec 1st, 2015

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Book #6 in New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Samantha Chase’s popular Montgomery series

This Montgomery Has a Head for Business

Working for Zach Montgomery is challenging on many levels-coming from a wealthy and powerful family, he lives by his own rules and doesn’t answer to anyone. But Gabriella Martine has no intention of backing down. She’s used to handling stubborn men, and it doesn’t hurt that Zach is smart, charismatic…and gorgeous.

 

And a Heart for Adventure

 

Zach’s perfect world is turned upside down when a climbing accident leaves him broken, angry, and maddeningly dependent. In his slow quest for recovery, Gabriella is always there to help…but as Zach comes to see his beautiful assistant in a new light, he is forced to re-evaluate what it really means to be a man worthy of Gabriella’s love.

 

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Reaching across the table, Zach took one of Gabriella’s hands in his and just marveled at how soft it was. He always wondered what her skin felt like and now that he knew, he wanted to feel more. “Don’t leave me. Please.”

Her blue eyes filled with tears and she used her free hand to quickly wipe them away before they fell and then studied their hands on the table. “Zach,” she said softly, “we’ve been over this.”

“I know, I know,” he replied just as softly. “I need another chance, Gabriella. I need a chance to make things right.” He looked up, his gaze meeting hers. “I need you.”

Deciding to be bold, he turned her hand over and twined their fingers together and gently squeezed. He was surprised she didn’t pull away and thought maybe—just maybe—they were making progress. “I know I can’t erase the things I’ve said and done, but if you’ll give me one more chance, Gabs, I promise not to screw up. If I do anything to upset you, you can walk away. Hell, you can slap me in the face, kick me in the shin or throw something heavy at me and I’ll take it. I just…I can’t do this without you.”

Her eyes never left their joined hands.

“I don’t want to do this without you,” he said quietly.

“I’m afraid to…believe you.” He barely heard her words, they were uttered so softly.

Everything inside of him clenched with pain. His always confident, ever-efficient assistant was now distrusting and uncertain—because of him. “I don’t know what to say to make you believe me. Tell me. Tell me what I need to do. Anything. Anything you need from me to gain your confidence, and I’ll do it.”

She looked up at him. “It’s not that easy. Every day I walked into the office, I gave you another chance. Every time you berated me or made me feel like I screwed up and I came back, I gave you another chance. From my standpoint, you’ve had two years’ worth of second chances. I think I’ve been more than generous.”

His other hand reached out to cup her hand in both of his. “I know you have and you have no idea how much I appreciated it.” She looked at him with disbelief. “It’s true! I know I never said it but every morning you were there, I was thankful. Every time you walked into my office, I was thankful. Please. I’m begging here, Gabs.”

 

 

 

 

New York Times and USA Today Bestseller/contemporary romance writer Samantha Chase released her debut novel, Jordan’s Return, in November 2011. Although she waited until she was in her 40’s to publish for the first time, writing has been a lifelong passion. Her motivation to take that step was her students: teaching creative writing to elementary age students all the way up through high school and encouraging those students to follow their writing dreams gave Samantha the confidence to take that step as well.

When she’s not working on a new story, she spends her time reading contemporary romances, playing way too many games of Scrabble or Solitaire on Facebook and spending time with her husband of 25 years and their two sons in North Carolina.

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From New York Times bestselling author J. Kenner comes an electrifying holiday eBook novella. In Unwrap Me, fan favorites Damien Stark and Nikki Fairchild get ready for Christmas—and this year they’re both on the very naughty list.

 

Includes a special preview of Dirtiest Secret, the provocative first novel in J. Kenner’s highly anticipated new trilogy!

 

Damien Stark is my greatest Christmas wish come true. Immensely powerful and devastatingly sexy, he can undo me with the slightest touch, and with just one glance, he can see straight into my soul.

We both have dark secrets, twisted pieces of our pasts that only the other one understands. Though our fierce love and passion keeps me alive, sometimes I wonder what would’ve happened if Damien and I hadn’t met in exactly the way we did.

How would my life have been different? Would another man have laid claim to my body and my heart? Or were Damien and I destined to be together no matter the cost?

 

Unwrap Me is intended for mature audiences.J. Kenner (aka Julie Kenner) is the New York Times, USA Today, Publishers Weekly, Wall Street Journal and #1 International bestselling author of over seventy novels, novellas and short stories in a variety of genres.

 

 

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Praise for J. Kenner and The Stark Trilogy

 

“Kenner may very well have cornered the market on sinfully attractive, dominant antiheroes and the women who swoon for them.”—RT Book Reviews

 

 

“I love the captivating writing and passionate characters that pull me into every J. Kenner story. The raw intensity and scorching sexy times mixed with an element of intrigue always keep me on the edge of my seat. She’s a must read author for me.” – Gretchen, About that Story

 

 

“J. Kenner’s writing is like a fine wine, expertly crafted into a melody of notes that will arouse your senses and warm you to your core. Her sinfully seductive men will command a delicious blush to your cheeks while breathing life into your every fantasy. The masterful attention to detail is what brings you back again and again, and makes her work top-shelf.”

– Hilary S, Bookalicious Babes Blog

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Though known primarily for her award-winning and internationally bestselling erotic romances (including the Stark and Most Wanted series) that have reached as high as #2 on the New York Times bestseller list and #1 internationally, JK has been writing full time for over a decade in a variety of genres including paranormal and contemporary romance, “chicklit” suspense, urban fantasy, and paranormal mommy lit.

 

JK has been praised by Publishers Weekly as an author with a “flair for dialogue and eccentric characterizations” and by RT Bookclub for having “cornered the market on sinfully attractive, dominant antiheroes and the women who swoon for him.” A four time finalist for Romance Writers of America’s prestigious RITA award, JK took home the first RITA trophy awarded in the category of erotic romance in 2014 for her novel, Claim Me (book 2 of her Stark Trilogy).

 

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