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RELEASE BOOST – BLACKOUT: A Romance Anthology

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What happens when the lights go out in the city that never sleeps?
Games of chance, unexpected situations, and hours of sin!

Thirteen bestselling and award-winning authors are turning up the heat in an anthology featuring brand-new show-stopping stories set in Las Vegas. Roll the dice and get ready to feel the heat!

Night Games by T.K. Leigh:
Note to self: Never agree to play an innocent dice game during a blackout in Vegas. I should have known it wouldn’t remain innocent, not in the city of sin.

Night & Day by Bethany Lopez:
One explosive weekend together nearly ruined them. But, there’s no way Simone and Micah can ignore their chemistry when they’re alone in the dark.

Close Encounter by Stephanie St. Klaire:
The day started with a quick screw, a couple of quirky two-bit cons and ended with a diabolical serial killer. What do you do when the lights go out? Run.

Absolutely Mine by Terri E. Laine:
I made a promise to stay away from my best friend’s little sister. But it’s Vegas and that’s one promise I’m probably going to break.

Honeymoon Hideaway by Cary Hart:
What’s worse than being locked in room with a vibrating bed and your sworn enemy? Waking up next to him… naked! Did I mention he’s also my boss? Oops.

The Do-Over by Christi Barth:
The best way to move on after being dumped? A hot fling. An even better way? Revenge sex and the chance to turn the tables on the guy who dumped you…

Just Us by J.H. Croix:
Ellie asks me to promise her one thing. We can’t tell her brother about us. Small problem though. One night will never be enough.

Dirty Thoughts by C.A. Harms:
He was the crush I never thought I’d see again. Yet here we were in Vegas, during a total blackout. I figure why not explore all the possibilities, or more like let him explore me?

Hard Luck by K.A. Ware:
Ellis James is my kryptonite, the only person who could drag me back to Vegas after I promised myself I was done with that life. I’d bleed for her, I’d die for her, but can I save her?

Becoming His by K.I. Lynn:
When I slammed into Hollywood heartthrob Reid Gallagher, I never imagined it would turn into a first date I’d never forget. After all, what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas…right?

Going Down by Lisa Shelby:
She’s the only person I’ve ever loved and I’m the last person she wants to see. She’d hoped to avoid me as much as possible in Vegas, but when we get stuck alone in an elevator, not even she can deny that our chemistry still runs hot.

Blind Faith by Lauren Runow:
I never expected to be locked out of my room basically naked in a total blackout. Thinking that would be the biggest shock of my night was my first mistake.

Free Bird by Leddy Harper:
She’s a showgirl who wants out of Vegas. He’s a rugby player who wants a bit of company. Can they both get what they want?


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RELEASE BOOST – The Newbie (Temptation and Troubles in Downers Grove #1) by J. Haney & S.I. Hayes

The Newbie
Temptation and Troubles in Downers Grove #1
by J. Haney & S.I. Hayes
Contemporary New Adult Romance
Homecoming is gonna get complicated…
It’s not easy being a single mom, and for Jennifer, (Jo) Delgado it’s sometimes a doozy. The new school year is already off to a rocky start. Her fifteen-year-old is having sex, with the new girl down the street, who’s dad is the new English teacher. What’s worse is every woman in Downers Grove is salivating over him. Sure he’s hot like makes your thighs go squish kind of hot, and he looks good in shorts and all wet… but who’s got time for that? Certainly not Jo… Right?New town, new set of problems for English Teacher, Nico Grant. His daughter Kyra is bedding the locals, and already the vultures are circling. But there are a couple of mom’s that seem sorta normal. Maybe he can make a friend? You know someone to talk to besides the kid? She’s great but adult time would be nice too.
What happens when the kids take over and the parents lose control? It’s time to hold on tight and go along for the ride. That’s life with a teen when you find yourself the newbie in town.

*Trigger warning
*Violence



Copyright © 2019 J. Haney & S.I. Hayes The Newbie (Temptation and Troubles in Downers Grove, Book 1) JoOh, my God! What do I do? What do I do? I can’t just go off now, too much time has passed for that. No, I’m just going to go back down to the living room like everything is just A-Okay. It’s all I can do at this moment. Oh, he must feel so awkward. I covered my eyes, but it can’t be unseen!
“Hey, Jo? What’s goin’ on?” I hear Jennifer call out before she rounds the corner, seeing me standing outside Benny’s room with one hand on my head and the other on my belly. “Is that nephew of mine being a lazy ass again? Move I’ll drag him outta bed – Are you alright?” She grasps me by the arms looking me in the face curiously.
I’ve instinctually blocked entry to Benny’s room with my whole body. I snap out of it with a chuckle. “Yeah, he um- Gonna need-.”
The bedroom door opens and out comes Benny. My sloppy haired brown-eyed boy. The boy I just caught a trampy looking girl hopping out the bedroom window of.
“Mom? I- let me explain.” Benny pleads, looking desperately from me to Jennifer. I smile. One of those obviously fake smiles, as I place my hands on his cheeks. “Benny? Not now. Can’t you see your Aunt Jennifer is here?” I kiss his forehead and turn to Jennifer. She’s not really his aunt, just like she’s not actually my sister. We’ve been friends since grade school. The two Jen’s. Jenny Oliver, that’s Jennifer Grand and me, it’s how I got Jo as a nickname, the teachers were always callin’ me Jenny O, and eventually, Jo just became the norm.
Jennifer looks at us, and a wide smirk works its way over her creamy flawless skin. At thirty-eight you’d think that it would have cracked by now, but no, and here I am using every Retinol cream I can, to chase away the crow’s feet, but this is life, and it’s about to get more complicated. For Christ’s sake, I’m not ready to be a grandmother.
“What’s going on?” She asks suspiciously as I funnel her back toward the living room.
“N-Nothing, everything’s just fine and dandy. Why would anything be wrong?” I’m forcing a laugh now, my face turning thirty shades of red.
“Was he- Ya know?” She jerks her hand in an up and down motion near her crotch, and I cover my face in humiliated horror.
“You were, weren’t ya?” She cackles. “Please just tell me you didn’t use a sock!”
“Aunt Jennifer! Oh my God!” Benny cries out, while I shake my head.
“There was a girl!” I can’t do anything more than laugh hysterically, at this point I believe I’ve lost my mind. I collapse into the sofa, hoping to meld with it.
“Benny? I think you’ve broken your mom.” Jennifer lifts my hand, and it just drops as I stare at my fifteen-year-old son.
“Mom, I- It just- sorta happened. I’m- She was-”
“Please tell me you at least used a condom.” I hear Jennifer, but my eyes have sort of glazed over, and there’s a ringing in my ears now. Oh, I wish Benjamin were here. He’d have had a game plan for this. He’d have had it all worked out, walked in, taken care of it and told me after. He’s not here though, it’s just us, and now I’ve got to be adulting when I just wanna hide.
“I didn’t plan on that happening, I swear. I mean this week is the first time anything’s come out!”
“Seriously Benny, who was she?” I ask trying to wrap my head around all of it.
“The new girl, from down the road.”
“Talk about your welcome wagon.” Jennifer sighs patting Benny on the back.


Copyright © 2017 J. Haney & S.I. Hayes The Newbie (Temptation and Troubles in Downers Grove, Book 1)
Nico
I’LL BE DAMMED IF JO DIDN’T LEAVE me in the middle of the night again. She came over last night after I’d shown up at her house looking for Kyra. I was pacing the house when she knocked on the door. She helped me calm down, that is to say, she got me out of the murderous stage I was in and let me work out my frustration on her. I’d say we both enjoyed it. Now I’m waiting for Kyra to get home.
It’s getting close to one by the time Donnie pulls up with Kyra in the truck. I open the door and lean against it as Kylie comes out of her house with Benny hot on her heels. Donnie and Kyra are standing on the sidewalk when Kylie starts shouting.
“You better not have had Elvis do it. I swear you better get this shit annulled!”
Kyra holds up her left hand. “Too late, we just need to get Donnie a ring.” She shouts back.
“M-M-M-MOM!” Kylie shouts
I let out a whistle to get the attention of Kyra and Donnie. They look over their shoulders at me. “The both of you get in this house.”
Kyra stops at the steps keeping Donnie behind. I look at Donnie. “Did you have sex with my daughter?”
“No sir, I can honestly tell you that your daughter and I have not had sex.”
“There was absolutely no penetration in that way.” Kyra states.
“Kyra shut up. You’re not making it any better.” Donnie says through his teeth.
Kyra looks at him. “It’s fine.” Then she faces me. “You told me not to have sex without condoms and I didn’t have any, so we didn’t have sex.”
“I can’t believe you stayed out all night. You lied to me! To say your grounded is the understatement of a lifetime.”
“Uh, about that.” Kyra interrupts.
“About what?”
“I’ve decided I’m not grounded?”
“And why’s that?”
Kyra goes into her bag and pulls out a bra and shakes it in the air. I purse my lips, it’s Jo’s. “This, this is why I’m not grounded. You can’t go around sleeping with the neighbors and expect me to be a saint. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. I come by my actions honestly. I’m your daughter, you can’t get mad at me for being just like you.” The bra is ripped out of Kyra’s hand. “Oh, hi Jo.”
Donnie swallows. “I thought you were kidding.”
“Both of you get in this house. Jo, come on and bring the other two.” I say trying to control the madness.
Jo folds her bra under her arm before smacking Benny in the back of the head and pointing. All the kids are in the house and I stop Jo at the door.
“This is not how I wanted this to go down.”
Jo looks at me and shakes her head. “You know this was a matching set.” She shoves the bra at me before walking into the house.
I shut the door and walk into the Living room where the kids are sitting together with the boys on either end. Jo is leaning against the arm of the couch nearest Benny.
“First things first, what is wrong with Kylie?”
“Oh, didn’t you hear? Those two got married last night.” Jo points at Donnie and Kyra.
Kylie starts sputtering and crying, as Benny is trying to calm her. I turn my focus on the other two. “Is this true?”
“Sir, she was just having a bit of fun with Kylie,” Donnie speaks up.
Kyra smacks his leg. “Don’t lie to your father in law. If you’d have seen his bathrooms you’d have married him too.”
“I like big tubs and I cannot lie,” Donnie says in a sing-song manner with a laugh.
“What the hell are you two going on about?” I shout.
“No dad, we didn’t get hitched, but it got Kylie to quit harping on me for a bit.” Kyra finishes as Kylie shoves her so hard Donnie has to catch her.
“Hey now, hands to yourselves. Kyra that’s not funny you really upset Kylie.”
Kyra turns to Kylie. “I’m sorry. I made a joke and you didn’t catch it. Do you still love me? I’ll tell you all my secrets.”
Kylie shoves her again. “No, getting married without going dress shopping.”
“I promise if I get married you can help me pick out the dress.”
“Why would you tell her something like that?” Benny finally speaks up.
“Who said I’m getting married? I’d have to find someone who could put up with me for longer than a month.” Kyra says.
“Challenge accepted.” Kyra and I both look at Donnie.
“Boy, you have no idea what you are getting yourself into,” I say to Donnie. “Benny, you want to tell him where the chocolate is and how to use it?”
“Ah, just take her to the Dairy Queen,” Benny says.
“Are you talking about the day crazy was trying to get you to bed her? Hell, no that wasn’t happening. I can only handle one crazy at a time.” Kyra starts.
“Moving on,” Jo says.
“Yes, let’s move on. Jo, how long have you and my father been shacking up?”
“’Bout as long as you and my son haven’t been.”
All I can do is stand there with my head bouncing between Jo and Kyra.
“Are you as crazy as your best friend?”
“I don’t know, you’d have to ask your father?”
Kyra pauses a moment. “You slept with the crazy lady too? What that hell is wrong with you?” I give her a look to say really then look from Benny to Donnie and back to her. “I told you I haven’t slept with Donnie.”
“Okay, can I go now? You’ve tortured me enough. I really don’t want to hear that my mom is a super freak.” Benny says.
My head turns as I hear the opening lines of Super freak being hummed.
“Don’t you dare!” Jo whips her finger into Donnie’s face as he starts dancing in his space.
He frowns with a sulk as she smacks Benny. “Out, home and take your girlfriend with you.”
“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” Kyra tells Benny and Kylie as they are making their way to the door. “Dad are you done with us? We’re not having sex. I’m home and alive. I’m sure Donnie needs to ya know go home at some point unless you want him to sleep in my bed with me.”
“I’m sure he’d much rather been in his bed then down the hall from mine.”
“Actually, Nico, there’s three generations in that house and the geriatric ones are at the point in their senility that they say whatever they want.”
“Yep, my grandfather has gone out to get the paper once or twice with no pants.”
I run a hand through my hair. “Get out- the both you and don’t ever let this happen again or next time I’ll have the shotgun out.”


J. Haney was born and raised in Kentucky, currently residing in Greenup County, Kentucky with her family, where she is the proud momma to Jessalyn Kristine and co-owner of Proud Momma Designs, which she runs with her amazing Momma. J. Haney’s work tends to lean toward sweet and sexy, with suspenseful undertones, giving her readers something to hold onto. 
S.I. Hayes was born and bred in New England and is currently living in Ohio. Running around Connecticut, she used all of her family and friends as inspiration for her many novels. When not writing Paranormal Drama or Erotic Romance, she can be found drawing one of many fabulous book covers or teasers. To see them, check out her website. 
The pair met while working for a former publisher and became fast friends. Their split dynamics and views on life, family, and love in general, led to the idea of Stolen Moments: A County Fair Romance their foray into the Rocker Genre with A Sex, Drugs, and Rock Romance and their newest Working-Class Beauties. They do hope to bring you more in the months to come, so keep your eyes open and a fresh pair of panties close by. You know, just in case.
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RELEASE BOOST – Tie Me Down by Katie Douglas

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“Maybe it’s just pregnancy hormones but I really want to lick him.”

I’ve ended up in a huge mess… my ex-boyfriend Jimbo wasn’t the dark soul with a heart of gold I thought he was. He knocked me up and then knocked me about. And when he tells me that I can’t keep the baby, it’s time to get out of Seattle.
A fainting episode in a gas station in the Arizona desert leads me to Lawson. A real life cowboy who runs his own ranch, Lawson is easy on the eyes. Muscles… everywhere. Huge package. Those little diagonal indentations that make a big arrow straight to his… toolbox.
But I’m not safe… it seems that Jimbo is still looking for me. Is Lawson the one who can protect me? And more importantly, can he convince me that he’s the man to tie me down?

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RELEASE BOOST – A Model Fiancé by Nikky Kaye

Title: A Model Fiancé
Author: Nikky Kaye
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Romantic Comedy
Release Date: March 14, 2019
Blurb
There are a million reasons why I shouldn’t ask Audrey to pretend to be my fiancée. For a start:
1.    She’s my best friend’s sexy little sister.
2.    She’ll have to travel around the world with me.
3.    The paparazzi will eat her alive.
4.    So will I. 
But I also have a million followers on social media who think we’re already engaged, and there are millions of dollars at stake. 
So what have I got to lose?

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Excerpt
“Tell me, Audrey,” he murmured softly in my ear, “what’s one habit you wish you could break?”
Half a dozen things other flashed through my
mind—using a fork and knife for my pizza, flossing my teeth at night while watching TV in bed, other things that irritated my ex. Maybe the biggest habit I needed to break was falling for the wrong men, but even that wasn’t a habit.
Once. It happened
once. I just happened to do it Olympic-style, and lost everything.
I bit my lip—another habit—before blurting out, “I wish I was more spontaneous.”
Once my life didn’t go to plan with my parents’ death, I made damn sure I planned the rest. It hadn’t worked out. Was it karma?
Fate? The gods laughing at me?
“You seemed pretty… free-spirited earlier.”
Was this flirting? “Well, you know,” I laughed uneasily. “What happens in Vegas…”
My earlier show in the lobby with the champagne bottle was the craziest I’d probably acted since… well, ever. I couldn’t deny that it was liberating.
Maybe I needed to be a little wilder.
Maybe I needed to have a fling.
Maybe I needed to remind myself that one of the hottest men in the world was sitting close enough to irradiate my brain cells and make me think naughty thoughts.
The taxi wasn’t so small that we needed to sit hip-to-hip and shoulder-to-shoulder.  His breath was hot at the top of my ear, and I knew that if I just turned my head and tilted my chin…
I shook my head slightly, unable to even look
him in the eye. I didn’t have the guts. Dev wasn’t an adolescent boy anymore.
Now he probably dated supermodels and movie stars. And me? I had no game. Hell,
I’d already lost a few turns in the Game of Life.
“What about you?” I asked him as the car
stopped.
 “What about me?” he replied.
He pressed closer, reminding me that I needed
to get out of the car before he could. I wriggled over, trying to keep my skirt down and my shoes from slipping off.
Then I made the mistake of turning my head and meeting his gaze, like a kid who can’t help but look at the sun during an eclipse. His lips curved as he leaned his body into mine to make for the door.
My voice was needlessly breathless when I asked him, “Do you have a habit you wish you could stop?”
“Compulsive kissing.”

Excerpt

I sighed heavily as I freed my toes from the death trap heels. “Men have it so easy. You don’t have to put up with this kind of torture. No hair, no make-up to do.” 

Dev shrugged. “What can I say? I roll out of bed looking like this.”

My mouth went dry as I pictured him rolling out of bed. In my imagination, he was wearing a lot less than he was now.

By the time we reached the door to my room, I realized I was running out of time to proposition him. I dropped my shoes to rummage through my purse for the key card. Didn’t I just have it, to show the guard at the elevator bank? Yeesh.

Dev waited patiently beside me. He even bent down to pick up my shoes for me. The movement of his head near my waist made me pause. Gah. Trying to ignore the tingling feeling in my stomach, I kept searching. Blindly I felt a few things, but funnily enough I couldn’t find my card—or my courage. 

Oh wait, there it was. It was in the side pocket, along with a ton of sexual tension.

I cleared my throat and tried to sound casual. “Uh, do you want to come in? We could catch up… or something?”

“Audrey.” 

Something in his voice made me look up from the depths of my bag. His eyes were like obsidian in the light lining the never-ending corridor. When he stepped closer, my back went up against my door. 

“Forget I asked,” I murmured.

He ran his thumb over my jaw, and I reflexively tilted my head up to him. He said my name again, his voice even rougher and deeper than before. My bare toes curled against the carpet.

Still buried in my bag, my hand closed around my key. I was running out of time. Without really thinking about it, I popped up on my tiptoes and pressed a kiss to the beard-roughened space between the corner of his mouth and his jaw.

“Thanks for the escort.”

Somehow he moved even closer, because as I went back down on my heels, I found myself flat against the door and his body pressed against mine. It was hot and hard and… oh!

“Audrey?”

“Hmmm?” Was this like Beetlejuice? If he said my name three times in a row, would I come? 

I looked up to see him lick his lips. He didn’t need his body to pin me to the door—his gaze did the job well enough.

“Give me your damn key,” he growled.



Excerpt

Audrey’s dark hair curled on her shoulders, hiding all the best nooks and crannies of her neck. It begged to be swept aside like a curtain. I reached out to push a bit of her hair back. 

Wait.

“Uh, did I do that?”

Blushing furiously, she smoothed her hair back down, covering the little bruise a couple of inches below her earlobe. “Yes. You did.”

Well, damn.

“You don’t need to look so proud of yourself,” she huffed.

“I’m not proud.” Okay, maybe a little. 

“You’re not?” I loved that she looked a little disappointed.

When I leaned toward her, I could smell the fruity, spicy scents of the hotel’s shampoo in her hair. Any closer and I’d be able to kiss the silky strands.

“Disappointed.” I lowered my voice. “I wish I’d been able to mark you in other places.” 

“Oh.”

“Places that are normally covered up.”

“Oh.”

“I want to talk to you about your proposition,” I said.

“Oh god, I’m so embarrassed.” She squeezed her eyes shut. “Can we just forget it?” 

I shook my head. “No, sorry. It was unforgettable. Literally.”

Now her hands flew up to cover her face, like a toddler pretending I wasn’t there. “You’re never going to let me live this down, are you?”

“No way.”

Gently, I circled her wrists and pulled her hands away. In so many ways, Audrey was more vulnerable now than when she was a child. When she blinked at me guilelessly, I found myself wanting to protect her like Brett and I had done when we were younger. 

No, not quite like back then.

“I want to remember it for the rest of my life,” I admitted. 

“What, like PTSD?”

This girl. I grinned at her. “No, like the beginning of something amazing.”



Excerpt

I huffed. “I hate surprises.” And I wasn’t crazy about blindfolds, either.

I’d dreamed and planned and been certain about so many things in my life, only to have them go poof! My parents, college, my job, my love life… I’d lived with disappointment for so long that it was what I’d come to expect. My mouth turned down at the corners, even as Dev’s hand caressed the small of my back with hypnotic, circular motions. 

It was a toss-up as to which method of torture would break me first—his touch or the suspense. Hopefully we were alone in this elevator.

“C’mon…”

“It’s not a bad thing to leave a little mystery in life, Audrey.” 

I rolled my eyes beneath the scarf tied around my head. “Are you kidding? Life is nothing but mystery!”

He made a humming noise of disagreement.

“Okay, tell me one thing that you are absolutely, positively, one hundred percent certain is going to happen tomorrow—other than the sun coming up or something stupid like that.”

His touch startled me, his thumb on my lower lip both disorienting me and grounding me in place.

“I absolutely, positively know,” he said to me in a rough voice, “that I’m going to want to kiss you tomorrow. And the day after that.”

When he dropped a ghostly kiss across my lips, it was so faint and brief that it could have been my imagination. His arousal was very real, I discovered, as he moved closer to me, his hips pressing into mine as my back hit the wall of the elevator. 

“And I am ninety-nine percent certain that tomorrow morning, you will be the first thing I think of when I wake up and the thing that makes me smile all day.”

The doors opened with a ding. Dev tugged me forward by the hand, but I stopped in my tracks after half a dozen steps.

“Wait. Only ninety-nine percent?”

He chuckled under his breath, his hands going to the knot at the back of my head. The makeshift blindfold fell away, until he moved it around my neck with a swish. I blinked when I looked up at him. Note to self: mascara and blindfolds don’t go well together.

My heart was in my throat when I looked into his dark eyes. “So there’s a one percent chance that you’ll change your mind in the morning?”

His smile was a flash of white in the dim… well, wherever the hell we were. He wound the ends of the scarf around his fists, pulling me toward him. 

“No, Audrey. There is a one percent chance that, tonight, you’ll be the death of me.” He pressed his forehead against mine. “But I’ll take my chances,” he said hoarsely.



Author Bio
Nikky Kaye writes funny, sexy romance about sassy women in fabulous shoes and the alpha
heroes who sweep them off their feet.
In real life, Nikky has dipped her toe in a lot of careers, but her twin boys always come first. When not writing, you may find her brandishing puns and power tools, or wandering through the dollar stores of western Canada.
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RELEASE BOOST – The Other Side of Wrong by Christi Barth


Title: The Other Side of Wrong

Series: Bad Decisions #3
Author: Christi Barth
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Romantic Comedy
Release Date: March 5, 2019

Blurb
Jake McQuinn’s lived and loved the rock-star lifestyle. But a family scandal ripped him away from his band and back home. Back to boredom, a buttoned-up sham of a job, and a desperate need to whitewash his image. His family’s pharmaceutical company could crumble without him. His band’s epic comeback won’t happen without him. How’s he supposed to choose which one to save?
Cassidy–just one name as befits one of the biggest pop stars on the planet–has discovered the downside to fame. Finding a decent guy to date who understands her demanding career and crazy schedule? Impossible. Until she remembers the rocker who almost rocked her world a few years ago…
Jake thought he walked away from her for all the right reasons. Cassidy, however, intends to get him back. And she’s going to use his band’s shot at redemption and rock legend status as leverage. If she convinces him to date her again and drop the good guy routine? Even better.

Doing the right thing for everyone else feels so wrong for Jake. And making a bad decision about hooking up with Cassidy could be the best thing yet…

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“It’s a blue moon rose. Because the chances of us getting together again after Coachella? Well, it could only happen once in a blue moon.”
Her head canted toward him. Dampness at the corners of her eyes made them shimmer. Guess it hadn’t been a stupid idea after all. She swiped at the tears with long, glittery nails that made him think of champagne.
“This is the most romantic thing I’ve ever received. The most thoughtful. Thank you, Jake.”
“Thank you for pushing your way back into my life.” They stood there, staring at each other, for a long beat.
And then another. And another. The air was charged with…something.
Could she tell how hard—and how easy—it had been for him to make this gesture?
Could she tell that he never wanted this night to end?
Could she tell all the things Jake was tempted to say, but knew would just make splitting up after the Garden a million times harder?
Cassidy’s whole body jerked, as if she’d needed to physically break away from their long, deep, look. The tension also broke faster than a snapped guitar string. In a teasing voice she asked, “Does this mean you’ve forgiven me for that? For being so forward that day in your garage?”
“Come here and find out.” Jake backed across the living room of the enormous suite. He put a deliberate swagger in his walk. Whatever had or hadn’t just passed between them, he knew damn well what Cassidy wanted now. So, he unbuttoned his shirt, a slow strip tease that didn’t need any music.
Cassidy followed, an extra swing in her sassy hips, too. Then she stopped, right in the doorway, with one hand on the frame way above her head.
It lifted the hem of her dress high enough to show off the under curve of her sweet, sweet ass. “Is that a bed? An actual bed? We’re going to have sex in a bed?” She slowed the last three words down in exaggerated emphasis.
“I promised you a real date. Dinner, flowers, and now, yeah, sex in a bed. We’re going old school tonight, Cass.”
“I like it.” She kicked off her high-heeled sandals to trail her fingertips along the deep brown comforter on the king-sized bed. “What will we do with all the extra room?”
“Don’t worry. I’ve got plans.”
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USA TODAY bestselling author Christi Barth earned a Masters degree in vocal performance and embarked upon a career on the stage. A love of romance then drew her to wedding planning. Ultimately she succumbed to her lifelong love of books and now writes award-winning contemporary romance, including the Naked Men and Aisle Bound series.Christi can always be found either whipping up gourmet meals (for fun, honest!) or with her nose in a book. She lives in Maryland with the best husband in the world.

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RELEASE BOOST – Get Lucky by Madison Faye

Title: Get Lucky
Author: Madison Faye
Genre: Standalone St. Patrick’s Day
MFM Ménage Romance Novella
Release Date: March 11, 2019
Blurb
Wanting her could destroy us.
Touching her could start a war.
But the consequences stopped mattering the moment we knew
she’d be 
ours.
Now sharing her is our obsession, and we won’t be stopped…
They call us Kings. Born on the war-torn streets of Belfast and trained in the hard-knocks life of crime, now we’re two ruthless Kingpins at the very top of the Irish mob. And
we’re visiting Boston for one reason: to kill the man who hurt one of our own.
But “the plan” goes out the window the second she walks into the room. Gorgeous,
alluring, and feisty as hell. Sharp green eyes, blazing red hair, and legs a man can only dream of feeling wrapped around his waist.
But Phoebe’s also entirely off-limits. She’s forbidden fruit, and dangerous as fuck. Hell, she belongs to the man we’re here to kill. But then, she stopped being another man’s woman the second he put her up as a bet in a card game.
…And when the chips fall? Well, you better believe we’re going to collect our
prize.
Tangling ourselves with her could mean losing everything. But one taste of her sassy
lips and freckled skin makes us lose all control, and we know we won’t be stopped from taking what’s 
ours.
Because now, we’ve got a new plan: claim her as our own, keep her safe, and destroy anyone who tries to take her from us.
We’re not sure if Phoebe’s got any Irish in her.
…but she’s about to
Ready for completely over-the-top, extremely unrealistic, insta-love fantasy at its finest? We’re talking page two forever-love, so buckle up, hang on tight, and don’t say I didn’t warn you!
Grab a pint, raise a toast, and get ready for twice the growly alpha goodness. Sláinte!
This mfm romance is all about her – no m/m. As with all my books, this standalone novella is
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Single-minded alpha hero, sinfully taboo relationships, and wildly over-the-top
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RELEASE BOOST – Ice Hot (New York Nighthawks) by Tracy Goodwin

Hockey + heat = happily ever after…right?
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The Nighthawks are hockey’s new expansion team. They’re ice hot. And they’re all about the chase.

Christian: They call me a hockey god because I’m a beast on the ice . . . and off. Men want to be me and women just want me. But now that the New York Nighthawks expect me to lead their team to victory, it’s all work and no play. My eyes are on the prize. Until I meet Serena Ellis, a sexy, curvalicious blonde who doesn’t know me from jack. And just like that, I’m hooked.

Serena: I don’t do one-night stands—especially with celebrity jocks who date models. Lots of models. But the god of hockey is a temptation that’s hard for mere mortals to resist. And after the best kiss of my life, I’m ready to throw my one-night stand rule out the window. Except Christian Chase won’t let me. He doesn’t want a one-night stand. He wants it all.



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Hockey’s resident bad boy is hell on skates. But when he falls in love, he falls hard.



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Tracy Goodwin is a USA Today bestselling author. Throughout a career spanning a decade, she has achieved both traditional and indie publishing success. She is the author of the sexy New York Nighthawks contemporary romance series for Loveswept. In addition, she pens sweeping historical romances and vivid urban fantasies. Though the genres may be different, each story delivers her unique blend of passion, excitement, poignant emotion, humor, and unforgettable characters that steal readers’ hearts.

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RELEASE BOOST – Flirting with the Frenemy by Pippa Grant

Title: Flirting with the Frenemy
Author: Pippa Grant
Genre: Sexy Romantic Comedy
Release Date: March 1, 2019
Blurb
Mission: Survive my best friend’s wedding, where I must play
nice with my ex and his perfect new girlfriend.
Strategy: Bring the hottest fake boyfriend on the planet.
Target: Grady Rock. Master Baker. Dimples. Muscles. The
unicorn of fake boyfriends.
Complication: Wyatt Morgan. My brother’s best friend. My
sworn enemy. Military man. Sexy as hell single dad. The man I let into my
panties for one night of hot hate sex after my ex dumped me before my life fell
apart. 
And the man who just scared off that perfect fake boyfriend.
By pretending to be my real boyfriend.
I can roll with this though. What’s the harm in Flirting
with the Frenemy if it helps me get the job done?
Complete my mission and move on.
Or so I thought.
Until Wyatt kisses me again and I start feeling things
I shouldn’t.
The thing about weddings…nothing ever goes as planned.

Flirting with the Frenemy is a rollicking fun romantic
comedy featuring a single dad military man, an irritatingly attractive blast
from his past, pirates, cursing parrots, and a wedding gone wild. It stands
alone with no cheating or cliffhangers
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Pippa Grant is a stay-at-home mom and housewife who loves to
escape into sexy, funny stories way more than she likes perpetually cleaning
toothpaste out of sinks and off toilet handles. When she’s not reading,
writing, sleeping, or trying to prepare her adorable demon spawn to be
productive members of society, she’s fantasizing about chocolate chip cookies.
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RELEASE BOOST – Please Me (Dirty Ever After #2) by Lola StVil

Title: Please Me
Series: Dirty Ever After #2
Author: Lola StVil
Genre: Dark Alpha Standalone
Release Date: March 1, 2019
Blurb:
I was a soldier on leave when we meet at a bar, and I rescued her from some asshole who tried to grab her. She shouldn’t have been there—she was just 19. She was innocent. She
was running away from a drunken father and a house that never felt like a home.
She wanted me to claim her but she was more than a one-night stand to me. So I vowed to do right by her. I waited for her and then I proposed. My unit was called back before I could truly make her mine.
It’s been a year since I felt her touch. But now I’m back and I have only one mission: Make my wife come hard and as often as possible.


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CHAPTER ONE

MAC
I am sitting at the bar drinking a slightly too warm bottle of beer. Even though the beer isn’t ice cold, it tastes like perfection. Being out in the middle of nowhere on a special ops assignment will definitely make you appreciate the little things in life. Even when they’re not as good as you remember them to be.
It’s kind of like Mission Beach. In my head, I remembered it differently than what it actually is. I remembered it as home, not real home, but somewhere I had happy memories. My mom used to bring me here every summer for a week, and some of my happiest memories were here. But can a place be home when you’re there all alone? Can it be home for Mac Kramer when no one here even knows his name?
Maybe not. The place is like a breeding ground for surfers, tourists, and students. I reckon I’ll be leaving here pretty soon even if I’m not called back to active duty before my time in the military is up.
I sigh loudly and turn on my barstool and scan the crowd. I hear a musical laugh, and my eyes are instantly drawn to the owner of that laugh. My cock stiffens in my jeans just looking at her. If all of the girls in Mission Beach were like her, I’d never ever want to leave the place. She has long blonde hair that hangs down her back in beach-ready waves. Sun-bleached streaks shine in the light. She’s clearly into surfing, judging by the short shorts and vest top she wears and the way the muscles in her fucking awesome legs are so toned. Her whole body is tanned, and I wonder where the tan lines are.
It’s not something to wonder in a public place because I instantly see myself tearing off that little top and throwing it away, taking in her breasts and pink nipples. I see myself pushing her shorts down and fucking her until she’s screaming my name. My cock gets harder, reminding me I’m in the middle of a bar. I pull at my shirt, covering my lap with it. 
The girl looks across the room, and for a second, our eyes meet. I feel a jolt of lust run through me as I look into her eyes. They are the blue of tropical seas, and they have a certain twinkle in them that tells me she’s a little bit naughty. I bet she fucking is. And if she isn’t, I could soon show her exactly how to break the rules.
She smiles at me, and I nod in her direction, forcing my eyes from her body. Now she’s seen me looking at her, I can’t get caught again. She’ll think I’m some sort of pervert. For her, I could be. I could be anything she wanted me to be and then some.
I try to tell myself it’s because I haven’t had a woman in the eight months I’ve been away, but I know it’s not that. There’s something about the girl. Something mesmerizing. Something that tells me she’s exactly what I need to get myself out of this funk and give my life some sort of purpose outside of the military.
I signed up to the military on my eighteenth birthday. Anything to get out of that foster home. My mom raised me alone until I was fifteen and the big C took her. And then I went into the system. I ended up being placed with a family fairly quickly, and I stayed there until I was old enough to leave. It wasn’t that they were mean or abusive. They were the opposite. Warm and kind. They made me feel welcome, loved even, and I am so grateful to them for that. But it was hard to stay there and not love them back. And anytime I felt the slightest hint of love for them, I felt such terrible guilt. My mom was gone, and here I was moving on. Yeah, I know it’s crazy and not what my mom would have wanted, but I couldn’t help feeling it. Maybe I should have had therapy. I definitely should have had therapy.
My eyes go back to Blondie, and I reckon those long legs of hers wrapped tightly around my waist while I claim her pussy would be all the therapy I’d need. She’d sure as hell make me forget everything except her slender body and pert breasts. I’d be willing to bet that her pussy would be tight enough to squeeze my cock to within an inch of its life.
She’s turned away from me now, and I watch her for a minute longer. She’s sitting at a small table tucked away in the back of the bar. She should be on the fucking stage, not hiding herself away like that. She seems to be alone, the girl she was laughing with a moment ago gone. She runs her hand through her hair, pushing it back from her face. I feel another twitch from my cock. I want my hands in her hair. I want to grab handfuls of it, pull it, force her to her knees where she’ll suck me dry. And then I want to ruin her. To fuck her so hard and for so long she won’t know which way is up when I’m done with her.
I debate going over there and asking to join her. I mean why not, right? She’s alone, I’m alone. We could share a drink or two, maybe a laugh, and then I could take her home and show her what that body of hers can really do.
Just as I’m getting off my stool, a man approaches her and sits down at her table. He shrugs apologetically, and she laughs. Fucking bastard. I don’t know where he’s been or why, but he left her sitting alone for far too fucking long. If I had been with her, whatever the fuck it was he was doing could have waited. She would have been more important than going to the bathroom or taking a call.
The level of animosity I feel toward the man is nothing compared to the sharp, icy fingers of jealousy that stab at me as I watch him reach out and touch her arm as they talk. How the fuck can I be jealous of someone I’ve never even spoke to? I don’t know, but I am.
I turn back to the bar. I don’t need to watch this any longer. I release my grip on my bottle when I realize I’m holding it tightly enough that it’s about to shatter in my hand. I down the rest of the beer and wave to the bartender for another one.
He obliges, and I thank him and take a long drink. This one is icy cold, much better than the first one, and I would be wholly satisfied now if it wasn’t for the fact I can hear her laughing. The bastard is making her laugh. It should be me. Is it her boyfriend? Husband? Just someone who took a chance on talking to a beautiful woman quicker than I did?
Whatever he is, the thought of him going home with her, holding her, kissing her, and touching her pussy fills me with rage. I want to claim that sexy mouth as mine. I want to be the one to make her come as I claim her pussy. I want to hear her screaming my name. It should be me, not that fucking Joe Nobody.
As much as I tell myself to let it go, I can’t do it and I find myself turning again, almost subconsciously. I feel a cold, empty feeling in my stomach when I look to her table and she’s gone. She’s gone home with the loser. He’s getting to be with her, and I’m stuck here in a bar alone.
I hear her laugh again and the hole is instantly filled, my heart soaring. I follow the sound with my eyes. She’s on the dance floor with the loser, who has two left feet. He scores higher than I do in that category though. There’s no way in hell I would dance in public. Oh, who am I kidding? If she asked me to, I’d be up there like a shot.
Watching her dance is like slow, agonizing torture for me. She sways her hips, showing off her pert ass. She puts her arms in the air and her vest top rides up just enough to show me a flash of her smooth back before it settles back down. I swallow hard, watching her as she turns and sways and moves to the beat.
The man reaches out and puts his hand on her hip. She twists her body away from him, shrugging off his hand without being completely obvious about it. This gets my attention. He’s not her husband or her boyfriend. His touch is making her uncomfortable. She’s not exactly pushing him away though. Maybe she’s just playing hard to get.
When I first saw the man sitting down, I placed him around thirty, but now I can see he’s closer to my age, twenty-three. He’s not acting his age though. He’s acting like a drunken high school jock as he reaches out for her hip again. She neatly sidesteps him and keeps dancing as though she’s oblivious to his advances.
Her sidestep brings her face-to-face with me, and I quickly take a long drink, hoping she didn’t catch me staring at her. I dare to look back. She’s looking at me, smiling. She caught me all right. I laugh a little as she watches me. She doesn’t seem in the least bit concerned about me watching her. She’s certainly no wallflower, not like that quiet table in the corner implied.
The man she’s with spots her smiling at me, and he gets his body between us. Dick. This time, he doesn’t just try to put his hand on her hip. He lunges forward and wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her body against his.
Even over the music, I hear her telling him to get off her. I hear the fear in her voice and it sends a flare of anger through me. He ignores her, and my temper flares further. I slam my bottle on the bar and get up off the stool. He’s going to fucking pay for scaring her like that.


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RELEASE BOOST – Baking with a Rockstar (Brooksville #1) by Jasmin Miller

Title: Baking with a Rockstar
Series: Brooksville #1
Author: Jasmin Miller

Genre: Contemporary/New Adult Romance
Release Date: February 28, 2019
Blurb
When a rockstar and a single mom become roommates, delicious sparks are bound to fly.
Rockstar Hudson Mitchell is over the glitz and
spotlight of the music industry. Desperate for a break from the fast-paced life of fame, he retreats to the one place that has always been home.
Brooksville, California.

It’s the same place where Charlie has taken refuge, trying to build a life for herself and her young daughter. The quiet, small-town atmosphere and her new bakery venture are exactly what she needs to pick up the pieces of her shattered past.

As they spend more time together, neither of them is prepared for the effect Charlie has on Hudson, and how important she would become for his career.
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The smart and rational side of my brain seems to be on a break because all I’m capable of
doing is raking my eyes over Mr. Basketball Shorts. He’s tall with broad shoulders and the most pronounced abs I’ve ever seen up close. The baseball cap on his head is turned backward, and he’s currently wiping his face off with what I assume to be his shirt. That is the only reason he hasn’t seen me yet, and why I haven’t seen his face yet either. But I’m going out on a limb here and say it’s probably as gorgeous as the rest of him.
My eyes drift back to his drool-worthy chest, following the beads of sweat that are slowly
running down his torso to the V-shaped lower abs until they disappear into the pair of shorts that sits low on his hips.
Sudden heat shoots through my body, making my cheeks tingle from the force of it. My brain
uses that moment of distraction to finally kick back in again, reminding me of the situation at hand.
A total stranger is standing in my kitchen.
Half-naked.
And we’re all alone in this house.



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“Sweet, sexy and funny! This is a rockstar romance that had me SWOONING and LAUGHING!” Heather, Book And A Blanket Blog

“If I could give this book more than five stars I would! SO MANY HAPPY TEARS. This story
had my heart doing somersaults on repeat. Such a fun, sweet, and romantic story that just makes you feel so incredibly good and happy inside!” –
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“ADORABLE
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“This story was fun and an easy read with fun-loving characters. I instantly fell in love with Hudson and the immediate bond he had with Mira. The love story between Hudson
and Charlie is beautiful and just about proves that good things happen to good people.” –
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“Well butter my butt and call me a biscuit, this was so cute. If you’re looking for something
light to read on a lazy afternoon, this is pretty perfect. It’s just a really great “make-you-feel-good” kind of book.” –
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Jasmin Miller is a professional lover of books and cake (preferably together) as well as a
fangirl extraordinaire. She loves to read and write kissing books and never misses a chance to swoon over characters. Originally from Germany, she now lives in the western US with her husband and three little humans that keep her busy day and night.
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