Archive | September 2019

Now Live! Run from Love

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Scarlett Peacock has a strict six-month rule when it comes to dating.

Nick Schafer has always been a partnership type of man, both personally and professionally.

His six months are almost up, but he needs her help. Can he stop her if she decides to run from love?

Besides history and literature re-enactment performances, Scarlett Peacock has two other great loves of her life—her Swiss Mountain dogs, Daffy and Dilly. She dates, but suitors are told from the beginning that their association has a six-month shelf life. That means no meeting the family or attending any corporate functions. After the six months are up, it’s goodbye, no discussion, no regrets.

Single-parent Nick Schafer has always been a partnership type of man, in both his personal and professional life. He’s head-over-heels for Scarlett and good with her dogs. He knows her resistance to deeper involvement in his life is wavering. Given enough time, he could get her dogs and his son together and finally win her heart.

Unfortunately, time’s running out. His six months are almost up, and he needs her help to secure a coveted partnership at his investment firm.

Can he risk upping the timetable to push her boundaries? And if she miraculously agrees, what happens when his six months are over? Will she still run from love?

Run from Love is a standalone novel. It contains no cussing, some alcohol consumption, mild non-graphic sexual tension. There is a guaranteed happily ever after, with no cliffhanger.

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“Patton Fletcher is a devil… A bossy, sexy, panty-melting, hard-driving devil.”

They warned me not to take this job.
They said you were ruthless, impossible to please.
I said I was better than them.
I wouldn’t fall for your charm, your arrogance, or how sexy you fill out that suit.
I wouldn’t fall for your deep brown eyes or the way that muscle moves in your square jaw when you’re pissed.

I said I could resist you.
I was wrong.
I fell for the devil, and there’s no turning back now…

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My kid sister’s best friend just gave me fifty million reasons to put a baby in her belly. Growing up, I never paid much attention to Valentina. But damn has she changed. If it all goes according to plan, she’ll split fifty million dollars with me. My brain hurts from the possible complications, but I am so in.
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From Me to You!

Well my latest story came out in the anthology We Know the Truth, Do you? It was awesome. We hit #1 in one of the Science Fiction categories! Woo hoo!

Anyhow, that is past! Well a bit. The Road to Eden, has spawned another story. This one features Amy’s sister Ruby. Here’s just a peek at it. Totally unedited, hopefully not misspelled! A bit irreverent, but that’s what makes it fun. It should probably be called Hashtag Queen, lol.

I posed, taking a picture for my Instagram account, hash tagging it stormingarea51lookingcuteandall. My sisters, of course, got in on the action. Storm area 51 was trending, so of course I had to be there. My ruby post earrings sparkled, my black and red running clothes ready for the silly looking Naruto running.

Amy convinced us all that we should go. I always headed up the latest trends and this one appealed to me. Since the whole family agreed to go, I designated myself as our social media queen. I even wore a sparkling red tiara with an alien head. I giggled just thinking about it.

What if there were really aliens? I really hoped so. Just in case they were a hunky blue like my favorite author wrote, I had on a lacy black pantie and bra set. I wanted to be prepared. My tank top and shorts covered them. God forbid if Emmie knew what I was wearing. She’d be spouting scriptures all day long. If we weren’t identical twins, I’d swear she was adopted.

The speaker was droning on. I kept snapping photos. Snapchat got a photo of my brother Slate and some girl, hash tag aliencumbucket. Mica was surrounded by a group of women begging for his attention, hash tag pickmepickme.

Emmie nudged me. I realized the first group was heading out. The ‘Kyles and Karlas’ were in front, smashing cans, aroogahing, and all dressed in eye blinding camo. Guess they never heard of blending in or discretion. That’s why they were going first.

I snapped a picture, hash tag stormarea51urbancamo, hash tag stormarea51youcantseeus. Sent it to Instagram. Then I grabbed one more of myself, hash tag takemetoyourleader, and put my phone away. It fit in the side pocket of my camelback. I took a quick drink.

 

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Cocky Player ~ Stacey Lynn

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Cocky Player, an all-new standalone sports romance from Stacey Lynn is now live!

 

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Like most guys I have a type— she wasn’t mine. Not at all.

The angelic beauty on the dance floor has innocence written all over her. But I can’t
stay away. And when she runs from me, leaving me wanting more, I can’t get her out
of my head.

Turns out finding her won’t be too hard. My mystery virgin is the new marketing
assistant for the Rough Riders Football team. And the owner’s daughter.

She wants to lose her virginity and she’s come to me for one thing, and one thing
only. I’ll gladly help her out, but we have to be careful no one discovers us.

The last thing I need is for my boss to find out I’ve been teaching his baby girl all my
dirtiest plays.

But I didn’t get to be MVP by playing by the rules.

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Excerpt:

A chill skittered down my arms and to my toes until my body erupted in goose bumps. Hairs at the back of my neck stood on end. Someone was watching me.

I stopped moving so quickly I bumped into Gina and reached out to keep her from falling onto the dance floor.

“Sorry!” I called out, but I didn’t look at her as she resettled to her feet.

My gaze was focused, skipping from the men on the dance floor to the outer circle of guys who stayed close, probably couldn’t shimmy their hips to a beat if their life depended on it but enjoyed watching the show, to the stairs…the upper level.

Straight to him.

He was there. Hands curled around a silver railing. Buttoned up white shirt un-tucked from jeans and sleeves rolled to his elbows. Casual.

Commanding.

Long dark hair on top, swept to the side but long enough it could also fall into his eyes.

I simply felt his pull. Felt him.

I stood still and raised my drink in his direction.

His response was a nod. So minuscule it was difficult to see from the distance but even then, I knew he was the one watching me.

And if he wanted to watch? I’d give him the show of his life.

Two men flanked him, one shoved his shoulder, the other crossed his arms over his massive chest. The men were huge.

Yes. That was going to be him.

If he could gain my attention with a look from a hundred feet away, he was definitely the kind of guy who could do other things to me even more intensely.

About the Author

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When Stacey Lynn isn’t conquering mountains of laundry and fighting a war against dust bunnies and cracker crumbs, you can find her playing with her children, curled up on the couch with a good book, or behind closed doors, imagining the next adventures she’ll soon write.

She lives off her daily pot of coffee, can only write with a bowlful of Skittles nearby, and has been in love with romance novels since before she could drive herself to the library.

Stacey Lynn lives with her husband and children in North Carolina.

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Coming Home to the Cowboy

Title: Coming Home to the Cowboy
Author: Megan Ryder
Genre: Western
Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 23, 2019
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The town bad boy with hidden pain…

Champion bull-rider and all-around fun guy Chase Summers is everybody’s friend, but his affable personality hides a lifetime of pain. Having been abandoned as a young child at the steps of a church, he learned young that he was unwanted. The only thing that saved him from isolation was his foster dad and life on Redemption Ranch. Now he spends his time on the rodeo circuit, sending home his winnings to help the ranch succeed, and his nights with buckle bunnies, making sure no one gets close enough to touch the pain deep inside.

The town good girl who saw the good in everyone…

When accountant and small business advisor Hailey Spencer is hired by Redemption Ranch to implement their guest ranch ideas, she and Chase are thrown together. It’s not long before he is introduced to the son that she had with his best friend. The best friend who would’ve following Chase anywhere…even the bull riding circuit with it’s deadly potential. With Hailey hanging on to resentment and Chase racked with guilt, the two try to fight their age-old attraction – in vain. Chase knows Hailey deserves more than a broken-down cowboy for her son and her heart.

Can Chase resist the call of the rodeo and man up for a woman he’s loved for years or will he leave for the allure of the road.

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Chase Summers leaned against the tunnel wall leading out to the arena, thumbs hooked in the loops of his comfortable old jeans and wearing his lucky flannel shirt under the competitor’s vest with his sponsor’s badges decorating the lapels. He barely heard the dull roar of the crowd, the pounding country rock music, sounds he could filter out as he focused on his ride. People milled about, other cowboys waiting for their rides, watching the competition, or those who had finished and were seeing who made the next round with them. The sports medicine team pushed past Chase and ran to the arena to help one of the riders who had just gotten thrown and was slow to get up. Chase didn’t go look, couldn’t afford the distraction, not this close to his ride. Couldn’t let the risks mess with his head, not yet. He’d check the status later on the injury list.
It’d been a bad season so far. Bull riding was one of the most dangerous sports there was. Yeah, people complained about football. Two men lining up to attack each other in the pursuit of a ball. Not that he didn’t love football or respect the game, but those men weighed a couple hundred pounds. Put a guy who weighed a couple hundred pounds, maybe, against a fifteen hundred to two thousand-pound bull who didn’t play by any rules except to kick the shit out of you. Then see who had it rougher.
Despite the dangers, he’d ride the bull any day. The rush, the adrenaline, the reward was intense. But this season there seemed to be more injuries than usual, more of the top guys out for extended periods. The number one rider was kicked in the face just two weeks ago and needed major reconstruction, leaving the field open for someone like Chase to catch up.
He took a deep breath, letting the smell of dirt, bull, and rawhide permeate his lungs, then he let it out slowly, expelling the thoughts of injuries like a bad odor. The scents reminded him of the ranch, the only home he’d ever known, the home he never thought he’d actually have and wouldn’t have except for the generosity of his mentor and foster father, Douglas Rawlings.
J.D. McIntyre strode up next to him, his chaps and jeans coated in dirt from his fall in the ring and clapped him on the shoulder. “You up next? Who did you draw?”
“Oleander,” Chase replied, nodding to his sometime traveling companion and hell-raiser.
J.D. snorted. “Better you than me. That bull looks sweet and docile but turns into a righteous demon in the chute.”
Chase shrugged and checked his gloves. “He’s worth the points. I’ll need them for the lead.”
J.D. shook his head. “Well, someone had to draw him. If anyone can, it’d be you. Go beat the Brazilian and bring home the trophy. I’m out of the running for now. Damned Quick Draw tossed me in 2.8 seconds.”
Chase grunted. Quick Draw was living up to his name again. But J.D. was his only other real competition outside of Antonio Pereira. Antonio was ranked number three overall, but he hadn’t gotten as high a bull as Chase or J.D. If Chase could ride Oleander, he could take the competition from Antonio and gain serious ground in the overall rankings.
He heard his name being called to the chute.
“See you on the other side.” He nodded to J.D. and strode to the ride-chute where Oleander was already being led.
Oleander was a beast of a bull, docile as most of these creatures were outside of the arena, calm, almost amiable. He was mostly white with a few splashes of black to break up the albino quality. He settled quietly in the chute, no banging against the metal walls, no fighting the handlers. Chase eyed the bull who steadfastly ignored him, as if he were bored with the proceedings, but Chase knew better.
Chase climbed the metal fencing next to the bull and handed the rope to the handler. He grabbed the opposite fence across the bull, making sure to get a good grip, then he set his boot solidly on Oleander’s back, letting the bull know he was there. He waited a few seconds, pausing to the let the bull do his customary buck, an introduction from Oleander, a preliminary howdy-do. He then slid his legs around the bull, keeping his toes pointed forward to ensure his spurs stayed away from its flanks. He warmed up the rope, checking the slack, then rubbed the rope to get the rosin sticky and hot on his glove. He punched the rosin rope away and warmed the handle, to improve his grip. Then he positioned the bull rope for the ride.
Through this, Oleander stayed fairly docile, almost asleep, but Chase wasn’t fooled. No bull was assigned the final round of any tournament if he wasn’t a tough contender, and Oleander was one of the toughest. Several competitors swore this damned beast used psychological warfare against many of the riders to beat them. No one had ever ridden him successfully; Chase was fixing to be the first.
When the rope was situated to his satisfaction, he took the final piece of wrap and slid up the back, put his feet toward the shoulder of the bull, and nodded.
The chute opened with a clang and they were off.
Oleander came alive in a whirlwind of motion, shoulders and back arching then colliding with the ground, designed to jar the rider’s teeth. At the same time, the bull’s back end came up, and twisted to throw Chase off balance and hopefully off his back, but Chase was prepared and moved with the bull. Chase kept his legs clasped around the bull’s body, shifting and moving as the bull flung his body about in a ferocious attempt to dislodge the human interloper from his back. All the while, Chase waited to hear the blessed bell indicating that he had successfully made the eight seconds needed to beat the behemoth between his legs.
But all he heard was the sound of grunts and snorts and bull snot flying. Then, finally, the sound of victory. The bell sounded and Chase made his move to dismount, but the bull made one unexpected sideways turn and a blunted horn came straight right for Chase’s head.
Blinding pain.
Darkness.

Ever since Megan Ryder discovered Jude Deveraux and Judith McNaught while sneaking around the “forbidden” romance section of the library one day after school, she has been voraciously devouring romance novels of all types. Now a romance author in her own right, Megan pens sexy contemporary novels all about family and hot lovin’ with the boy next door. She lives in Connecticut, spending her days as a technical writer and her spare time divided between her addiction to knitting and reading.

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Wrapped up in you ~ Jill Shalvis

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Wrapped Up in You by Jill Shalvis

Release Date: September 24, 2019

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Wrapped Up in You, an all-new standalone contemporary romance by Jill Shalvis.

It’s love. Trust me.

After a lifetime on the move, Ivy Snow is an expert in all things temporary—schools, friends, and way too many Mr. Wrongs. Now that she owns a successful taco truck in San Francisco and an apartment to call home, Ivy’s reinvented life is on solid ground. And she’s guarded against anything that can rock it. Like the realities of a past she’s worked hard to cover up. And especially Kel O’Donnell. Too hot not to set off alarms, he screams temporary. If only his whispers weren’t so delightfully naughty and irresistible.

Kel, an Idaho sheriff and ranch owner, is on vacay, but Ivy’s a spicy reason to give his short-terms plans a second thought. Best of all, she’s a tonic for his untrusting heart, burned once and still in repair. But when Ivy’s past intrudes on a perfect romance, Kel fears that everything she’s told him has been a perfect lie. Now, if only Ivy’s willing to share, Kel will fight for a true love story.

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He held her gaze for a long beat before taking the bag and unzipping it, finding the dishes she’d put together for him. “Not tacos,” he said in surprise.

“Making tacos is my job,” she said. “This was for something else.”

“And what’s that?”

“An apology for being … grumpy last night.”

“You weren’t.”

She gave him a get real look and he smiled. “Okay, maybe a little. But it was understandable. You’d just gotten an unfortunate and unfair surprise.” He gently tilted her face up to his. “You doing okay this morning?”

“Yes,” she said. “Of course.”

“Of course,” he repeated and shook his head. “Smart, tough, and resilient,” he murmured, his gaze on her face.

Now it was her turn to smile. “Some might say stubborn, impulsive, and doesn’t know when to quit.”

“Yeah,” he said. “But I find those things very attractive.”

Honestly, she didn’t know how to take half the things he said. They made her feel both terrified and exhilarated at the same time. “You’re a strange man.”

“So I’ve been told.” He looked over the food. “You poison any of it?”

“No, and only because I’d never waste food.” But to prove it, she grabbed the fork she’d packed and took a bite of her eggs. “Mmm,” she moaned before she could stop herself, but hey, she’d worked out and been on the move ever since, and she was starving. Plus, she made damn good eggs if she said so herself.

Again their eyes met, and that now familiar spark went right through her. She wanted him. Quite badly, if going off her racing pulse meant anything. He was so … what, exactly? Steady? Tough? Intense and yet somehow easy-going, not to mention also extremely easy on the eyes?

“You didn’t have to cook something special for me,” he said, sounding touched.

“You helped me last night. I repay my debts.”

“I didn’t do it so you’d feel indebted to me,” he said and cocked his head as he studied her for a beat. “Someday you’re going to have to tell me about the apparent assholes who’ve been in your life to make you so distrusting of me.”

“Oh, don’t flatter yourself. It’s not just you. I don’t trust anyone. And it wasn’t just me paying back a debt,” she admitted. “I wanted to cook for you.” And because that made his smile warm, which in turn made something inside her warm as well, she shrugged and backed up a few steps, needing breathing room. “I also wanted to thank you for your help,” she said, feeling annoyingly awkward as he shoved stacks of plans to one side of the table and started pulling everything else out of her bag with a deep male hum of pleasure when he caught sight of the pancakes.

“Are those blueberry?” he asked very seriously.

She nodded.

“Fair warning, if they’re as good as the eggs, I really am going to drop to my knees and ask you to marry me.”

That startled a laugh out of her. “Fair warning, if you drop to your knees, I’m going to use my considerable kickboxing skills on you.”

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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Jill Shalvis lives in a small town in the Sierras full of quirky characters. Any resemblance to the quirky characters in her books is, um, mostly coincidental. Look for Jill’s sexy contemporary and award-winning books wherever romances are sold and click on the blog button above for a complete book list and daily blog detailing her city-girl-living-in-the-mountains adventures.

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The Puppetmaster

 

Title: The Puppetmaster
Author: Linnea May
Genre: Dark Billionaire Romance
Release Date: September 25, 2019

 

Blurb
I don’t just train. I don’t just own. I make them dance.
My name makes their hearts beat with desire and their skin
tickle with sweet fear—a name spoken in hushed voices, hot craving lacing every
syllable.
They call me The Puppetmaster.
And when I’m on the hunt, they come running—willing to serve
at my feet.
But I’m a cruel Master, and highly selective.
Not just anyone can become my puppet.
I know she can. I’ve known for a long time.
Yet, my heart almost stops when I see her name on the list.
Because this is not how it was supposed to happen.
Not now. Not like this.
Alena Prey—your name may imply otherwise, but you’re no easy take.
Even for me. 
You wreak havoc with a plan I’ve had for years, but it won’t
stop me from reaching my goal—a goal that you’re destined to be a part of.
Don’t even try to cut the strings, my puppet.
For you’ll be the last to dance for me.
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Author Bio
Linnea May loves to
read and write about strong alpha men with loaded bank accounts and skeletons
in their closets. Her heroes are as sexy and beautiful as they are broken –
only to be fixed by the smart & captivating heroines who cross their
paths.



Originally from Europe, Linnea currently tries to befriend the lively squirrels
in Rhode Island. ❤

 

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