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Sweet Summer love by Sierra Hill

Title: Sweet Summer Love

Author: Sierra Hill | @sierrahillbooks

Release
Date:
February
7th 2017

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Designer:
Letitia Hasser, Romantic Book Affairs

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Models:
Sarah Beth Newkirk and Cody Lawhorn

Photographer: Lindee Robinson Photography


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Logan
Everyone’s had a summer crush. One that’s etched into your memories
so hard that it leaves an indelible mark, like a scar on your heart. For me,
that crush is my first love, Carver Edwards. I met him at fifteen at summer
camp, and for three perfect summers, he was mine.
Until the blazing heat of the
summer sun faded and reality crashed in. Carver went off to college, leaving me
trapped in my small farming town, with no way of reaching him and a problem I
needed solving.
Carver
As the senior captain of my college basketball team, all I’ve been
focused on the past four years has been playing, school, getting drafted in the
NBA, and steering clear of relationships. I didn’t want them. I had nothing to
give another girl. I’d given it already. So, I built my rep as a player, and
honed my natural ability to charm the pants off girls. It’s what I did. Who I
was. Who I am.
Until March, when a lay-up during a tournament landed me in an
emergency room, under the care of Logan Shaw – my first love. Of all the people
I could run into, why did it have to be her? Not only did my face get split
wide open, but so did the locks that held the pain I’d attempted to bury for so
many years.
Now that she’s back in my life, we must face the truth and the
consequences of our actions – even if it could destroy us. We must uncover the
truths that have kept us shackled from moving forward. That could possibly set
us free.




Sweet Summer Girl
Text Copyright © 2017 Sierra Hill
All Rights Reserved
I tuck the corner of
the towel a little tighter between my boobs and step out of the bathroom,
quietly tiptoeing around the corner to see what’s going on.
I’m stunned when my
eyes land on a very familiar pair of latte-colored irises. Holy shit. Carver is standing
in my living room, whooping it up with my roommate. And he’s an hour early for
our date. What kind of parallel-universe is this?
Forgetting all about
my attire, I step into view and clear my throat to gain their attention.
Wrong move.
Carver’s head pops up
and his eyes slowly rake over me with a look that I can only describe as
unfiltered desire. My knees may even wobble a bit. My stomach does an
Olympian-sized flip.
Having Carver’s
lust-filled eyes peruse me from head to toe is unnerving. But makes me feel
insanely good. The way he makes me feel is better than chocolate-caramel ice
cream. Better than a hot bubble bath on a cold, dreary Seattle night. Just
better than anything else I know.
I don’t miss the
dimple that makes an appearance as the corner of his mouth tips up into a
smirk.
__________________

Sweetness 

I’m the girl from the school of
hard knocks.
 

Nothing has ever come easy for me. So forgive me
if I’m a bit reluctant about Kincaid Griffin – born-with-a-silver-spoon in his
mouth, conceited college hoops player. A guy who could get any girl he wants,
and yet, is suddenly everywhere I am trying to woo me. The more I protest, the
more persistent he becomes. 




I’m a lucky bastard. 




Let’s face it. As a college athlete, I don’t
chase girls – they come to me. I’m as arrogant and cocky as they come, getting
nearly everything I want, whenever I want. But there is nothing sweeter than a
girl who plays hard to get. And Ainsley Locker is so full of confidence that
she knocks me off my feet from the moment I meet her. She’s a challenge. And I
like challenges. So I go full-court press to win her over. 





But when a stupid mistake turns
viral, slam dunking all over my life in a media frenzy, my spot on the team may
be in jeopardy, along with my shot at winning the girl. 


Sweet Girl 

Kylah
I’ve always lived in the shadows
of my athletic older brother and my charismatic twin sister. And that’s okay by
me. I don’t mind being known as the shy wallflower. The gawky geek. The sweet,
virginal girl. Well, that’s one label I’ve been trying to shed since starting
my freshman year in college this year. The thing is, no one’s ever looked twice
at me.
Until I met Van Gerard.
He notices me. He looks at me and
seems to like what he sees. He understands and listens to me. He’s become a
great friend. The problem is, I don’t want him as a friend.
I want more.
But my brother – along with a
state line between us, and oh yeah, Van’s long-time girlfriend – are just a few
complications getting in the way of what I want.
Van
I thought my senior year in
college would be the best time of my life. I’m a starter on a Pac-12 basketball
team, set to graduate with a degree in Finance. I have a girlfriend whom I’d
planned to start a future with. I thought my life was already mapped out.
But then the bottom dropped out
with a confession I never expected to hear, from the girl I thought I knew.
I thought wrong.
Luckily for me, Kylah Griffin was
there to break my fall. She’s the best thing this year has given me. She’s
helped me through a devastating blow that could have sent me reeling.
I know she wants more, but I’m not
sure I can give it. Now that I’ve been burned, I don’t think I can go there
again. Kylah’s not a hook-up, and she’s definitely not a rebound. She’s a sweet
girl who deserves more than to be friend-zoned.
If only things weren’t
so complicated.


Since writing and publishing her first book in 2014, Sierra Hill
has found her creative passion in writing about the fictional characters that
live in her brain, who are constantly shouting for their own love stories to be
told.
Sierra frequently
indulges in what some might consider to be an unhealthy dose of reading, dark
chocolate candy, and way too much coffee. She hates cold weather, and
frequently finds herself traveling around the country to see her favorite live
musicians in concert.
Sierra resides in the
Pacific Northwest with her husband of twenty years and her long-haired, German
Shepherd. She is currently working on her next book.



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Until Sydney by Marissa Dobson

Until Sydney by Marissa Dobson

Series: Tanner Cycles Book One
Release Date: February 14, 2017

Forbidden fruit is so much more tempting…

The one woman Coal Tanner was never supposed to touch was the very same he couldn’t resist. She was his best friend’s baby sister, putting her strictly off limits. Not to mention, she was ten years his junior. Yet, she was the only person who made him feel alive, wanted, and everything in between. When he gets a call from his friend asking him to protect her, it’s not just her safety that’s on the line but his heart.

Sydney Manor wants to turn her life around after her family is ripped apart. Alone, she’s doing her best to start over, until a man from her past swoops in, trying to save her from the dangers lurking around her. How can he protect her when he knows nothing about the sordid things her family became involved with once he’d left town, years earlier? How can she pretend they are just friends when, unbeknownst to him, he’s owned her heart since he’d come to her rescue on the playground when she was six?

Now that life has thrown them together again, he might have a second chance if he can keep his doubts from forcing him to push her away again—even if it’s for her own good. Coal’s business has taken off, keeping him working long hours, giving him everything he ever wanted. But now that she’s back in his life, he realizes something’s been missing—her.

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Chapter One

Outside the office windows, the world went by unnoticed by Coal Tanner as he continued working late into the night. Work didn’t stop just because the day faded into darkness. He put his heart and soul into Tanner Cycles and his work was never done. There were always parts to be found and ordered, clients to contact, designs to be approved, and more. The business had exploded far beyond what he’d thought it would. While that meant he had to take on more of an administrative role, leaving the hands-on work to his brothers, he still received the same rush of adrenaline with each completed project.
His cell phone vibrated along his desk, stealing his attention from the computer screen. Unknown caller. For a moment, he debated not answering it. The only people who had his number were his brothers, and a few friends. Business calls went to his office phone first and if he wasn’t there, they would be directed to his cell phone. This call never came through his office, meaning it was either someone close to him or a wrong number. With everyone’s number that was important to him programmed into the phone, it was more likely the latter. Still, he found himself putting his work on hold and picking up the call.
“Hello?”
“Fuck, man, I thought you weren’t going to answer.”
“Jay?” Coal’s original frustration fizzled out as the voice of his old buddy drifted through the speaker. “How’s it going?”
“Not so good. I was locked up tonight, but that’s not why I called.” Jay paused for a moment and lowered his voice. “It’s Syd.”
“Fuck, man!” He dragged his hand through his hair and leaned back in his leather office chair. “Tell me you didn’t get her involved in your shit.” It was bad enough that his old buddy couldn’t clean his act up but to bring his sister down with him took the whole mess to another level.
“Nah, but she’s in trouble. If they can’t find me…” Jay hesitated. “You know what will happen. Fuck! You’ve got to help me. That’s my baby sister.”
Yeah, he knew what would happen. They’d go after anyone connected to him, which would leave Sydney with a bullseye on her back that she might not even know about. “Where is she? Still living at your old house?”
“Yeah. I know it’s a few hours’ drive from you, but I don’t have anyone else to call that can keep her safe.”
“What about your dad? Can’t he watch out for her?” With the mention of Mr. Manor, Coal’s chest tightened. He didn’t like the idea of Syd being alone with him, even if he was her father. Whenever he was strung out on drugs, he turned abusive and Coal wouldn’t force anyone to suffer that torment, especially not Syd.
“He’s been locked up for a couple years now. Guess I’ll be joining him…” There was noise on the other end and Jay’s voice rose a notch. “I’m begging, man—you’ve got to help her.”
“Don’t sweat it. I’m heading out now. She’s not going to be happy, but I’ll have to bring her up here with me. It’s the best way to protect her. I can’t be gone from the shop for months.” Coal hit the save button on the document he was working on and shut down the laptop.
“I don’t give a shit if you drag her away kicking and screaming. Just protect her. If anything happens to her—”
The line went dead and Coal tossed the phone back onto the desk. No doubt his time was up. Coal didn’t need Jay to finish the threat for him to know his friend would hold him responsible if anything happened to Syd. Jay wouldn’t place the blame on himself for getting into this mess and leaving Sydney at risk. He would only see Coal’s inability to protect her.
Coal would drop everything to make sure she was safe. It didn’t matter, because there was no way he was letting her get caught up in the shit her brother left her in the middle of.
Shoving his laptop into his bag, he glanced at the clock on the wall, realizing it was past midnight. “Fuck.” It would take him at least twelve hours in the car, and that was with him breaking the speed limit and not hitting any traffic. He needed to get there quick if he was going to get her out of town before whoever Jay owed money to came looking for him. He grabbed his cell phone off his desk again and scrolled through his contacts. Knuckles.
The late hour didn’t faze him as he hit the button to call his old friend. Knuckles was a good guy, loyal to the family, and had been their pilot for more than ten years. There wasn’t a doubt in Coal’s mind that he could trust him to be willing to jump his aid now.
“Yeah?”
“Knuckles, I need a lift. How soon can you make it to the airstrip?”
“Tonight?” There was a hush of a female voice in the background, letting Coal know that Knuckles wasn’t alone. “Fine, man. Give me twenty. Will I be waiting for you? I have another run tomorrow afternoon, so I need to be back before then.”
“No, just drop me off in Pittsburgh. Then you can return, get some sleep, and be ready for Cal. File the flight plan. I’ll see you when you get here.” He didn’t give Knuckles a chance to respond before hitting end on the cell phone and placing it back on the desk. Who knew how long it would take him to convince Sydney she needed to get out of town? He wouldn’t hold Knuckles up when his brother, Callaway, needed him to pick up a cycle from Texas they were going to restore.
He left his laptop bag sitting by his desk and headed up the steps to his place. While his brothers shared a house on the other side of the landing strip, he preferred his privacy, so he’d turned the third floor of the warehouse into his own private condo. It had been used for storage but with some time, money, and a lot of cleaning, it had turned into a sanctuary where he could get away from work, at least as much as he would allow himself. He’d gather a few things in case he got tied up in Pennsylvania and once they were in the air, he’d arrange for a rental car.
Flying out of Pittsburgh’s airport with Syd would be too risky. Too many people could see them traveling through the terminals. He’d need to get her out of the city, possibly out of the state, before they could risk Knuckles flying them back to Minnesota. By then it would be easier to just continue the trip back by car, rather than wait for Knuckles. Especially if she’s fighting me every step of the way.
* * *
Every step Sydney Manor took in the old house produced a creak that seemed more sinister now that she was alone. It wasn’t the first time in her life she had been home alone, but this was the first time no one would be coming back to her. She was alone in the world and finding someone on the porch when she arrived home from work had left her uneasy. It was a friend of Jay’s but his cryptic warning told her he’d be trouble.
Terrified, she made sure every door and window was locked, before escaping to what had once been her sanctuary—her room. She needed to figure some things out. With her father and two brothers behind bars, how was she going to pay the bills, handle whatever legal fees they needed, and everything else? She needed to come up with a plan. Instead, all she could think was that she was the last Manor standing. All of the males in her family had ventured down the wrong route in life, while she’d vowed to stay out of trouble and away from the drugs that had ruined her family.
Maybe she needed to leave the area. The part of town they lived in had become so consumed by drugs and crime, it wasn’t safe there any longer—especially not without Jay or someone there. At eighteen having just graduated from high school a couple of months ago, surely she could find work somewhere else. A hundred bucks was all she had to her name, but there had to be something in this shit hole they called home that she could sell.
A fist pounded on the door, and fear rose within her. Without turning on a light, she reached over to her nightstand and grabbed the handgun she had placed there. The gun was her father’s, but he’d taught her how to use it years ago. He must have known he was going to prison and she’d be left with Jay. This had been his gift to her, so she could protect herself if the time ever came. Her brother had been into the same shit as her father so he had to realize that one day this would be her fate. They’d sheltered her, protecting her from the worst parts of their lives. Now, something about this whole situation screamed that she had been tossed directly into shark infested waters. What was she supposed to do?
The pounding on the door stopped, then resumed; whoever it was had gone to the back door. She wanted to creep out of her room and see who it could be but whoever was there in the middle of the night hadn’t come for a visit. They were coming because of something Jay had done. She didn’t want to die because he owed someone money, or someone wanted drugs. The hundred dollars she had in her purse was all she had. She couldn’t pay someone off.
The noise subsided and her breaths came easier. The person at the door would be back, though; she wasn’t going to get rid of her problems that easy. Knowing that she needed to get out of there, she eased off the bed and began to throw things into a duffle bag. There was no place to go but she couldn’t stay. She had to do something.
“Sydney.” The male voice was unfamiliar.
The stairs creaked and she pressed her back to her bedroom wall. She held the gun out before her, knowing she needed to relax, focus on the target, and be ready when he entered her room.
“Syd…” The soft, husky voice drifted through the door.
It can’t be. Maybe it was her ears playing tricks on her but she swore that voice belonged to someone she knew. Someone she could trust. With the gun at the ready, she couldn’t stop the dash of hope from blooming within her. Could he have known and come for her? All these years later, would he be her saving grace again?
Without a sound, the bedroom door handle turned and the door drifted open. Could she do this? Could she really pull the trigger? She didn’t know but her finger hovered over it. Give me the strength…
“Syd…” A man stepped through the open door and her heart skipped a beat.
“Coal!” Tears streamed from her eyes. She wanted to go to him and have him wrap his arms around her, but fear rooted her to the spot. How did he know she needed him?
“Damn it, why didn’t you answer me!”
“What do you want?” Suspicion crept into her words. Was he tied into the mess Jay was in? She knew he and his brothers had left the state and made it big but it didn’t stop the misgiving from tainting her thoughts. What was the big man behind Tanner Cycles doing slumming in her neck of the woods? Now that he was a rich man, he never came back to their old stomping grounds.
“Syd.” He stepped farther into the room. “I came for you. Get your stuff. We’re going somewhere safe.”
“I can’t…” She didn’t know why she said that. While she had dreamed about him coming and rescuing her from the mess she called her life, now that he was here, she was scared. But did she fear leaving everything she knew behind or her feelings for him? She wasn’t sure. He could have any woman he wanted. Why would he want her?
“Can’t?” He tipped his head toward the half packed duffle bag on her bed. “It looks like you were considering just that when I arrived.”
“They’re after me.” Her gaze drifted toward the window as she wondered if they were outside. Were they out there waiting for her to come out? Would they eventually make their way inside and find her? She couldn’t stay cooped up in the house forever. She’d have to go grocery shopping; after all, there was nothing left in the refrigerator expected a sour container of milk and Chinese food from three days ago. Damn you, Jay!
“I know. That’s why I’m here.” Watching her intently, he inched closer to her. “How about we put down the gun?”
“Huh?” She followed his gaze and realized she was still pointing the gun at his chest. “Shit!” Carefully moving her finger away from the trigger, she lowered it. In her heart, she knew she couldn’t shoot Coal, even if it turned out he was part of Jay’s mess.
“Give it to me.” He held his hand out for it.
“I might need it.” There was no safety on the gun and she already had one round ready in the chamber, just in case. “They were already here.”
He closed the distance between them and with one hand, he cupped the side of her face, while with the other, he reached for the gun that she now pointed at the floor. “Do you trust me, Sydney?”
“Yes.” The single word came out more like a squeak as she could finally take in the man before her. Before the darkness and shadows prevented her from getting a good look at him. The pictures in the magazines and online didn’t do him justice. His broad shoulders and thick biceps made her feel small. She wanted to reach around his neck and unravel the tie that kept his shoulder length, dark brown hair out of his face. In the years since he’d left the city, he’d transformed from a young man with an attitude to a man who was beyond sexy.
“Syd, are you listening to me?” He took the gun from her hand and placed it on the dresser.
“What?” She blinked away her thoughts and the anxiety rushed back. “I, umm…”
“Finish packing. We’re leaving.” He stepped back from her and she had to wrap her arms around herself to shake off the chill.
“I don’t have anywhere to go.” Even as she argued, she went to her dresser, pulling out the few things she wanted to take with her.
“You’re coming home with me.” He stepped to the window and glanced out at the street. “Take everything you need. You won’t be coming back here for a while, if ever.”
She tossed the last of her clothes into the bag before grabbing her purse and the money she’d hidden from Jay in her nightstand. “Maybe Jay will get out and…”
“I doubt it.” He stepped back from the window and nodded to the bag. “Ready?”
“Why do you doubt it?” While she could take a guess, she wasn’t even sure what he’d been arrested for. “He has to come back.” If he didn’t get out of jail and take care of whoever was looking for her, how would she be able to move on with her life? Wouldn’t they continue looking for her, until he squared things with them? She wasn’t sure if he owed them drugs or money but she had no doubt he owed them big for them to already be at the house looking for him.
“Syd…” As his gaze fell on her, the words faded away, and sadness shined back at her when she looked him in the eyes. “Fuck! I could kill him for putting you in the middle of this.”
“It’s bad, isn’t it?” The pieces of the puzzle were falling into place and she realized it was worse than she thought. If Jay had called Coal to get her out of the city, her brother wasn’t coming home anytime soon. But it wasn’t even that; it was the caution in the way Coal acted. He hadn’t turned on any lights and he stuck to the shadows as if expecting someone to be lingering around the house, watching for her. “They’re going to kill me because of him, aren’t they?”
“No, baby.” He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her tight against his body. “I’m going to protect you, but we’ve got to go. Do you have everything you want? Anything that’s not important we can replace once we get where we’re going.”
When she nodded, he stepped back, grabbed her duffle bag, and slid it over his shoulder. “Let’s go.”
She reached back to the dresser, her hand brushing against the butt of the gun when his arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her away. “Wait.”
“No.” He tugged her toward the door and when she fought him, he pushed her up against the wall. “Can you guarantee me that gun isn’t stolen? That it hasn’t been used in a crime? Damn it, Syd, I know what Jay’s been doing all these years. Tim…your dad…do you want to end up like them? Getting caught with a stolen gun…using the fucking thing…what the hell are you thinking?”
“I’m thinking about staying alive. Just because they’ve done those things doesn’t mean I’ve done anything wrong.”
“Still so naïve.” He tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear and shook his head. “The police know you. They know you’re connected to Jay. With him out of the picture, they’re going to be wondering if you’re picking up where he left off. Just like Jay took over from your dad. In the twenty minutes I’ve been here, I’ve seen two police cruisers. Do you think that’s a coincidence? Every single officer who knows your family is wondering if you’re in on it, too. They don’t have any proof, but you’re the last one left and look where you’re living. They’ll be watching you.”
“But I’ve never…” She tried to argue but he was right. Three months earlier, Jay was dropping her off at work and they were pulled over for speeding. The car was searched and Jay had drugs on him. He was arrested and she was questioned as if she was guilty by association. That was when she started putting money aside, with the intent on getting the hell out of town. Everyone who knew her family thought she was no good, just like them. “Why come back if you think I’m just like them? Surely you don’t want to tarnish your perfect appearance. Mr. Millionaire with it all together, what are you doing here? Slumming?”
The sound of glass shattering stopped him from giving an answer. Instead, he took her hand and pulled her down the stairs, toward the front door. “Stay behind me.”
“You don’t go toward the noise. That’s how everyone ends up dead in a scary movie. Shouldn’t we go back upstairs?” Upstairs they’d find them, but there, she had the gun. They could protect themselves. “I can’t run forever. Maybe I should just face them.”
“Bullshit.” At the bottom of the stairs, he glanced out the window next to the door before opening it. “Let’s go.” He pushed her out the front door, keeping her close to him, as a figure came out of the kitchen.
“Don’t fucking move!” the figure in black hollered at them as Coal slammed the front door behind them.
“Move!” He pulled her down the deserted street as bullets rang out behind them. They ran toward the car he pointed to, clicking the universal remote “Get in.”
As she climbed into the passenger side, she chanced a look back at the house in time to see a man lumbering off the porch, his weapon pointed in their direction. Coal got in the driver’s seat and started the engine. Moments later, gunshots echoed through the stillness of the night. Terror filled her, stealing her breath from her lungs.
“Coal!”

About the Author:

Born and raised in the Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania area, Marissa Dobson now resides about an hour from Washington, D.C. She’s a lady who likes to keep busy, and is always busy doing something. With two different college degrees, she believes you are never done learning.
Being the first daughter to an avid reader, this gave her the advantage of learning to read at a young age. Since learning to read she has always had her nose in a book. It wasn’t until she was a teenager that she started writing down the stories she came up with.
Marissa is blessed with a wonderful supportive husband, Thomas. He’s her other half and allows her to stay home and pursue her writing. He puts up with all her quirks and listens to her brainstorm in the middle of the night.
Her writing buddy Pup Cameron, a cocker spaniel, is always around to listen to her bounce ideas off him. He might not be able to answer, but they’re helpful in their own ways.

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Freedom of Love- Maryann Jordan




 Release Day – Freedom of Love- Maryann Jordan 

Author – Maryann Jordan

 Book – Freedom of Love

Event Date – 14th February 

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Freedom of Love (Letters From Home Series Book 2)


When Letters From Home make all the difference.


Brody Molina, an Army medic on tour in Afghanistan, saved lives everyday but

preferred to spend his down time with a good book.


Molly Thurston, working in a library, sent boxes to books to soldiers overseas.

Slipping a note into one, she wondered who would write back.


Finding each other through a love of books, the friends continue to write, but

Molly, with a secret to hide, is afraid of her growing attraction.


When the secret is revealed, will the love between two pen pals overcome all

obstacles?


A standalone, no cliffhanger, and an HEA. For language that some may consider

crude and for scenes of a sexual nature, mature (18+) readers only. 













Bond of Love (Letters From Home Series Book 3)


When Letters From Home make all the difference. 


Ben Fowler, an Army mechanic on tour in Afghanistan, loved listening to his

squad member read letters from his sister. 


Alicia Newton’s letters to her twin brother kept them as close as ever. When

tragedy strikes, she relies on his friend, Ben, to fill the void. 


As Ben and Alicia help each other with shared grief, they grow closer. But as

Ben’s job is still dangerous, Alicia wonders if she can risk her heart again. 


Can two broken hearts find healing in each other? 


A standalone, no cliffhanger, and an HEA. For language that some may consider

crude and for scenes of a sexual nature, mature (18+) readers only. 








Class of Love (Letters From Home Series Book 1)


When Letters From Home make all the difference.


Ethan Miller, an Army Apache Helicopter mechanic, was on tour in Afghanistan, biding his time as he worked hard and played hard.


Brooke Thompson, a fourth grade teacher, was leading her class in a project to write to a soldier.


Through the letters and gifts, Ethan grew to care for the group of children…and their teacher. Making plans for meeting after he comes home takes a back seat when the war intervenes. Can two people, who’ve never met, find love?

A standalone, no cliffhanger, and an HEA. For language that some may consider crude and for scenes of a sexual nature, mature (18+) readers only.










As an Amazon Best Selling Author, I have always

been an avid reader. I joke that I “cut my romance teeth” on the

historical romance books. In 2013 I started a blog to showcase wonderful

writers. In 2014, I finally gave in to the characters in my head pleading for

their story to be told. Thus, Emma’s Home was created.

My first novel, Emma’s Home became an Amazon Best

Seller in 3 categories within the first month of publishing. Its success was

followed by the rest of the Fairfield Series and then led into the Love’s

Series.  From there I have continued with the romantic suspense Alvarez

Security Series and now the Saints Protection & Investigation Series, all

bestsellers.

My books are filled with sweet romance and hot sex;

mystery, suspense, real life characters and situations. My heroes are alphas,

take charge men who love the strong, independent women they fall in love with.

I worked as a counselor in a high school and have

been involved in education for the past 30 years.  I recently retired and

now can spend more time devoted to my writing.

I have been married to a wonderfully patient man

for 34 years and have 2 adult, very supportive daughters.

When writing, my dog or one of my cats will usually

be found in my lap!

I love to hear from readers, so please email me!











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To Fast To Love

Title: Too Fast For Love
Author: Danielle James
GenreParanormal/Fantasy Romance

Blurb:

Protect Chloe.
Easy enough for a Guardian Angel,
Right?
Wrong.
Zeke has been with Chloe since the day she was born and loved her longer than he can remember. A destiny that will affect all angels awaits her, but she is her own worst enemy! Chloe has a need for speed and a love for all things dangerous.
She isn’t her only enemy though.
There are those who would intercept her destiny and are willing to do anything to get what they want, including kill the human woman the angels are trying to protect.

Can Zeke protect her and keep his heart and head separate?


Spend Valentine’s Day with Zeke

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Danielle James is the author of more than twenty titles including 2016 RONE Award winner, Savior. She has been writing since the age of twelve, but only began publishing in the last five years.

Her titles range from Contemporary, Sweet, paranormal, erotic, to thrillers.

Ultimately, she is just a homegrown Kentucky gal with just the right amount of spunk to get through the day.

Too Fast For Love started out as a short story, but ultimately Zeke had other ideas. This will be the first in the Guardians Series, with more titles to come this year.

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Hunter by A.E. Fisher

Mallory

I spent years running from my past. Then, when my past comes knocking in the form of dark, delicious sin, I find myself caught up in a man I shouldn’t. My son’s uncle. A dangerous biker. Not to mention, an overbearing Alpha male.

Hunter is everything I need to escape from, yet I find myself wanting to stay. I know I shouldn’t let myself or my son care for him, but I can’t help wondering if maybe he’s the one who can finally save me from my past.

Hunter

The plan was simple. Find my nephew, bring him home, and raise him in the Black Angels like my brother would have wanted. But things never go as planned, like my nephew’s mother. My brother’s one-night stand.

Mallory is spicy and sweet; one second she is mouthing off to me, and the next, she is moaning my name. The longer I’m with her, the harder she is to ignore. But she is hiding something while desperate to escape me, though I have her in my grasp. I will find out what she is hiding, and when I do, she will have nowhere left to run.

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Writing books had been a big part of my life for many years; whether it was writing in secret notebooks during class, writing amateur novels or posting stories online, I surrounded myself with it.

Of course, it has its up and downs, but I’ve never once thought that writing wasn’t for me.

Because of that, I can share the worlds I discover in my head with the outside world, and although that might sound crazy to some, it’s fine by me. So long as I can do what I love, I’m happy.

And every person who’s happy as a result of my writing is a bonus for which, I’m forever grateful for.


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Rule Series by Ashley Erin

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The No Asshole Rule

 

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Andie has one rule she lives by, no assholes. She doesn’t befriend them and she certainly doesn’t date them. Upon transferring to Parkland University, she is irritated to discover her neighbor is not only an asshole, but an attractive one that her body and mind can’t seem to ignore. Can Andie let go of the one rule that safeguards her heart?

Lucas doesn’t date. Ever. At least not anymore but the sexy, distant woman across the hall intrigues him and the draw is more than he can resist. Will he like what he finds hidden deep inside her wounded soul?

They both fight to keep their rules, but the pull is irresistible. As Andie struggles with the demons from her past, old wounds open. Both Lucas and Andie will need to decide what is worth fighting for.

Some rules are meant to be broken. Are they up for the challenge?

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It is Book 1 in the Rule series.

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The No Bad Boy Rule

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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.

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It is Book 2 in the Rule series.

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Nella Anderson isn’t your typical college student. She has a secret, one she can never share.

With secrets come rules.

Rules set by others.

Rules set by herself.

Nella’s rule is simple. No jocks.

Carter Jacobs doesn’t make keeping her rule easy, but she’s determined not to break it.

Carter refuses to let women get the best of him. He’s seen the fallout and learned early on that you can’t fully trust anyone. Giving someone his entire heart is not an option. Nella has captured his interest, but he keeps himself at a distance.

An online friendship, identities unknown, has Nella and Carter unwittingly trusting each other.

Secrets are uncovered, identities revealed.

Rules are meant to be broken, can they handle the consequences?

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Ashley Erin lives in Alberta, Canada where winter and summer compete to take over. She wears flip flops as soon as it’s above freezing, because her hatred of socks outweighs her dislike of snow. Her boyfriend stays with her despite a penchant for adopting rescued cats and dogs without permission. Their two dogs and four cats are spoiled rotten. When Ashley isn’t writing, she is reading or working with horses.

Ashley is a self-published author of contemporary and new adult romance. Follow her on Facebook to keep up with her current and upcoming releases.

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Meant For You by Lili Valente

Title: Meant For You
A Sexy Flirty Dirty Standalone Romance
Author: Lili Valente
Genre: Hot Romantic Comedy
Release Date: February 14, 2017
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Hot, hilarious, feel-good romance from the USA Today Bestselling author of Magnificent Bastard.

I was her first love, and I’m going to be her last…

On paper, I’ve got it all—good looks, good friends, a killer business, and gorgeous women throwing themselves at me from every corner of the globe. But I still can’t get one woman out of my f*cking head.

Her. Adeline Klein, the sexiest little smart ass in wire-rimmed glasses and a polka-dot bikini to ever bring a man to his knees.

God, she was something….

But I’m pretty sure she hates me. I’ve tried to track her down, but it’s like she dropped off the face of the earth. Then one day there she is—stranded on the side of the road, waiting for rescue, like Fate has arranged for me to be her knight in shining armor all over again.

Only she would clearly prefer to kick me in the balls. Or the face. Or maybe the balls and the face simultaneously. But do I let that keep me from making her come on the slopes or dampen the fire that flares between us every time we touch?

No way. Because some things—like sweet, wounded women with hearts of gold and souls of pure platinum—are worth fighting for.

Meant For You is a steamy Standalone second chance romance with a swoony HEA.

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Seconds later, I land flat on my back with an oof that’s echoed by the sled as it slaps down a few feet away and shivers across the snow to spin in a lazy circle near a very large rock. I’m staring at the rock, thinking about how much worse things would be right now if I’d fallen on it instead of the snow, and silently thanking the gods of sledding that I’m alive, when I hear a male voice shout—

“Fuck! Shit! Shit!”

—from somewhere overhead.

A moment later a steerable sled shoots off the ledge, soaring over my head to ram into a tree, splintering to pieces.

I flinch and cough, the breath rushing back into my lungs. I’m trying to roll over, figuring I’d better get up before my luck runs out and someone lands on top of me, when Nate’s head pops up above the snow bank. “Adeline! Are you okay? Are you hurt?”

My eyes narrow. “You.”

“Stay there, I’ll be right down,” he says, clearly not realizing that he’s the last person I want to see while I’m lying in the snow in a defeated heap.

“I don’t need help,” I call out, but I don’t try to get up again. I’ve already embarrassed myself enough in front of Nate. I refuse to give him the satisfaction of seeing me wallow around in a snowdrift like an artic walrus.

In what feels like no time, he’s found his way down to the scene of my humiliation and fallen to his knees beside me. “Just lie still.” The concern on his face as he tugs off his gloves is almost funny. Too bad I’m not in the mood to laugh anymore. “I have first aid training. Not a lot, but enough to see if anything’s broken. Can you tell me where it hurts?”

“It doesn’t hurt,” I insist, still making no move to rise. “I’m fine. You can leave.”

He scowls, and his eyes flash the way they do when he’s angry. Or turned on. Or maybe angrily turned on, though I’ve never personally seen him in that state. “You just sledded off a goddamned ledge, Adeline,” he says, voice rough. “And you’re not moving.”

“I don’t feel like moving,” I say stubbornly. “I’m enjoying a rest in the snow. So go away, Nate. Go, go, go away, and don’t come back another day.”

His breath rushes out. “That’s mature.”

“Yeah? Well, screw mature,” I say, the heat in my tone surprising me. “I did mature. I did all the mature while you were off hitting keg parties. I don’t have to do mature right now, and I don’t have to talk to you. So go away!”

Nate’s jaw clenches and I’m pretty sure he’s about to lose his temper in a fashion unlike anything I’ve seen from him before.

Instead he leans in, wrapping his hands around my wrists, pinning them to the snow. “I’m not going away,” he whispers inches from my lips, making my pulse spike. “Not until you let me get through to you, one way or another.”

“If you kiss me, I’m going to bite you,” I warn, heart racing.

“Fine by me. I like it when you bite.” And then he kisses me. He kisses me hard and deep and my stupid body lights up like a California brush fire.

My nerve endings ignite, and fireworks launch behind my closed eyes, and I moan into his mouth like he’s the best thing that’s ever happened to my lips. And he is, the bastard. He tastes so good, so incredibly good, like the first drink of water after hours spent boiling in the summer heat—fresh and clean and explosively delicious.
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U.S.A. Today Bestselling author Lili Valente has slept under the stars in Greece, eaten dinner at midnight with French men who couldn’t be trusted to keep their mouths on their food, and walked alone through Munich’s red light district after dark and lived to tell the tale.

These days you can find her writing in a tent beside the sea, drinking coconut water and thinking delightfully dirty thoughts.

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Cuffed by Joanna Blake

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Title: Cuffed

Author: Joanna Blake

Cover Designer: Mayhem Cover Creations
Release Date: February 10, 2017

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I’ve got her under lock and key. It’s against the law to take advantage of the situation. But I’m about to break all the rules, just to make her mine.
I’m a Government agent assigned to take down a notorious biker gang. She’s just a girl who’s in the wrong place at the wrong time. But I can’t bend the rules, even if I know she’s innocent.

Casey Jones is a natural beauty with curves that won’t quit. With her big doe eyes and long legs, she’s pure temptation. She’s barely old enough to be working in a place that serves alcohol, but I can’t stop myself from wanting to make her a woman.

My woman.
She’s in the middle of something bad, and too stubborn to see that. She owes these guys for giving her a job when she ran away from home as a kid.

Now all I want to do is protect her.

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I sipped my coffee, staring through the one way mirror.

Casey Jones was sitting behind a heavy steel table, bolted to the floor. With her long, graceful neck and dewy skin, she looked utterly out of place in such a cold, industrial setting.

She looked like she should be running through a Goddamn field of flowers. Or riding a horse in one of those soap commercials. Or… I don’t know, sitting by a fire surrounded by kittens.

With a man’s arms around her.

I realized that the man in my mind’s eyes was way too familiar. I’d pictured myself holding her. Where the hell was that coming from? She was one of them. Don’t be fooled by those big, beautiful eyes.

Focus Dewitt.

I opened the door.

“I got you a coffee.” She looked up at me, her face frightened. Again I thought, she does not belong here. But I was the one who had brought her in.

“Let’s start at the beginning. You came in for your shift at six pm.”

She nodded and tucked her hair behind her ear. The gesture was so childlike, I almost flinched. She really was barely old enough to be here without a parent.

But she didn’t have parents. She had Mason.

“Yes.”

“And during the course of the evening did you notice anything strange. Any altercations?”

She shook her head, pulling her knees up and wrapping her arms around them. Again, I felt a flush of guilt. She looked like a little girl, playing dress up.

“Are you cold?”

She’d insisted on giving me back my jacket but I was more than happy to hand it back to her. It had smelled so good when I put it on in the parking lot. I had to stop myself from sniffing it.

Like honeysuckle and sunshine.

I grimaced, glad no one could hear my thoughts. I sounded ridiculous. Like some love struck hero in a romance novel.

“I’m fine.”

She didn’t look fine. She looked tired and scared and cold. Probably hungry too.

“When is the last time you ate?”

She took a sip of her coffee and shook her head again.

“I’m okay.”

“When?”

She almost rolled her eyes at me and I had a moment of sympathy for Mason. He’d brought this girl up. And I had a feeling that she could give as good as she got. Maybe it was the stubborn little chin, but I could tell Casey Jones had backbone.

I grinned at the thought of the burly biker trying to tell the girl she was grounded.

“Before my shift. It got busy and I just- forgot.”

Well, fuck. No one she looked woozy. I decided to get her something to eat as soon as we got through the interview. Before I showed her the mug shots.

Considering how uncommunicative she was being, I had a feeling that wasn’t going to be productive. But I was doing this by the numbers with zero deviation.

I didn’t want anyone saying I was going easy on her because I wanted to toss her over my shoulder and run off with her. Even if it was true.

She was so small, I could probably lift her with one arm.

 

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Joanna Blake loves good old fashioned romance, men who open doors and work with their hands. Hot Blooded Heroes is a series of sizzling stories about True Blue American men and the women who love them. She’s thrilled to be collaborating with Pincushion Press on her new series! Come along for the ride!

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Hearts Disguised

 

HEARTS DISGUISED by Savanna Grey Genre:  Contemporary Romance Release Date:  February 14, 2017 Designer:  Cover Gurl Designs

Blurb  Andrea Gordon loves her job. That’s not the problem. The problem is her boss- or rather  how she feels about her boss. What she feels can never be revealed, for if Evan Price  were to ever realize his trusted assistant had more than professional inclinations  towards him, she would be out the door faster than he could call security.     Focus and Determination     Evan Price worked his way to the top through dyslexia to become one of the city’s most  prominent businessmen. Thanks to a few wonderful teachers in his youth that never  gave up on him, he vowed to always pay it forward. His company’s yearly charity ball  does just that.   Luckily, his proficient assistant coordinates everything so that all he has to do is show  up, mingle and make a speech.     Masks can be revealing     A night of dancing and disguised passion leaves Andrea more confused than ever. Little  does she know her boss has never been clearer of his next acquisition.

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Wife and mother of three daughters and one son, life is never dull. I fell in love with the written word as a young girl. My enchantment with the act of falling in love was cemented after reading Pride and Prejudice in the 10th grade.  I love being able to crawl inside a book as if I am a bystander watching it all unfold live. Now that’s a good book! My desire is to share my fictional friends with you so that they become your friends too! When you read my books, if you don’t end it by saying “Best Imaginary Friends EVER!” then I haven’t done what I set out to do.
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