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Roan is as sweet as they come. The epitome of pure; good, honest and innocent. Thrown into danger by her job, she’s attacked by a member of the Russian mob. Left lying helpless in the hospital, one phone call binds her to the rough, handsome biker who would do anything to protect her. With danger lurking she has no other option but to hide beneath his wings.

Both hide behind themselves, yet are determined to force the other to become the person they truly are. Will they each overcome their inner battles as well as the threat from the Russian mob who leaves a trail of bodies in its wake? Will Broke be able to save Roan’s life or let his own slip through his fingers?

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Roan is as sweet as they come. The epitome of pure; good, honest and innocent. Thrown into danger by her job, she’s attacked by a member of the Russian mob. Left lying helpless in the hospital, one phone call binds her to the rough, handsome biker who would do anything to protect her. With danger lurking she has no other option but to hide beneath his wings.

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Ruffles & Beaus

Title: Ruffles & Beaus
Author: Carina Adams
Genre: NA Romance/Love Triangle
Published: August 23, 2018

Every girl who dances on a pole has a story to tell, one that led her to the stage.

My last year of college was set to be the best yet. Only a few months stood between me and the life of my dreams. Until my manager was arrested for embezzlement, our department was wiped out, and everything fell apart.

I needed a job. I was willing to do anything to pay for school, hoping to simply survive. Desperate, I joined Soirée, the private party company that offered something no other did.
 
I wasn’t prepared for Roman, the boss who thought I was helpless and hated me as much as I detested him. Or, his best friend Reid, who assumed I was tougher than I was and pursued me in a way no one else ever had.
 
I never used a pole, yet I took my clothes off as men cheered. My past didn’t lead me there, though.
 
My story began with the secrets I told as I fell in love with two very different men.
And continued with the lies I weaved to keep us all from breaking.

 

I stood there, a helpless bystander, as he gave her the same grin he’d always used on the adults to get himself out of trouble when we were kids. The one that said he was sweet and innocent and could be trusted. Lying asshole. Cady responded with a slow, lazy smile of her own, one filled with promises I couldn’t even comprehend.
Not happening. My fingers locked around her upper arm and I hauled her to her feet before I knew what I was doing. “I’ve got it,” I snarled in his direction before I half dragged her up the stairs and down the hall to my room.
With every step we took she sputtered like an angry wet cat and tried to shake me off. My grip only tightened. As soon as we were in my room, with the lights on and the heavy door locked safely behind us, I let her push me away.
“What in the hell are you doing?”
“You said you were exhausted.” I lifted my chin toward the bed in the middle of the room as I dropped my suit jacket on the floor and pulled off my tie. “Get some rest.”
“There’s no couch. Where are you going to sleep?”
I had my shirt unbuttoned and on the pile before I answered. “You’re a smart girl. You figure it out.”
As I reached for the button on my pants, she nodded once. “Okay. So, I’ll be in Andy’s room.”
I lunged for her as she was twisting the handle, squishing her body between the door and me, my hands on top of hers, halting her. I hadn’t been prepared for how she’d feel. She wasn’t built like my other dancers, shorter and curvier, but I hadn’t stopped to think about how soft that would make her body. It was oddly comforting, and I wanted to sink into it and let her surround me.
Fighting whatever craziness my mind had started to manifest, I put my mouth to her ear, needing her to hear me. “If you leave this room, I will spank your ass. I’m too fucking wasted to take on every man here, but don’t think I’m too far gone to haul you back to this room, tie you to the bed, and punish you.”
Glimpses of that scenario ran through my mind, making me instantly hard. I had no idea where the thought had come from. I’d never tied any woman to my bed, or any where else, and I sure as shit had never spanked anyone in more than a playful manner. It should have disgusted me.
We must have gotten a bad bottle of booze. It hadn’t been stored right or something. Maybe one of Alistair’s loser friends laced it.
Instead of throwing her head back into my face and breaking my nose, or reacting the way any sensible woman would, Cady’s breath caught and she shivered underneath me. Not from fear or cold, but because my words had gotten to her.
She moved her head back slightly, fitting it into the spot between my neck and shoulder. Neither of us said a word. Her scent, one I didn’t recognize, invaded my nostrils. I fought the urge to turn her around and kiss her, to beg her to let me fuck her against the door for the entire house to hear.
Her breathing grew more ragged by the second and I knew that she was feeling it, this undeniable attraction. She spun, her back to the door, perfect fat tits shoving into my chest, and I couldn’t think anymore. My fist wound itself into her hair, holding her in place, as I leaned down in slow motion, almost daring her to push me away, and captured her lips with mine.
She tasted like strawberries and whiskey, her mouth warm and captivating as she gave me exactly what I wanted. It wasn’t enough. I bit her bottom lip lightly, tugging it open, so my tongue could find hers.
Fingernails traced down my bare chest, exploring. When they ran over my abs, Cady groaned as if it was the most delightful thing she’d ever touched. The sound made my dick jump. I worked hard for the body I had, pushed myself to stay in shape, so I could accomplish all the things I wanted. It was a bonus to know she appreciated the effort.
Jealousy, that she got to touch me while I was acting like a saint and keeping my hands in PG zones, hit me. I broke the kiss and stepped back, ready to strip her out of the ugly baggy clothes she’d put on and worship her body. She wasn’t fooling me. I’d seen enough during practices and the performance to know exactly what she was hiding.
In spectacular fuckface timing, Andrew chose that moment to pound on the door. “Yo, asshole. You forgot your phone. Reid’s blowing it up.”
Cady ducked and spun away from the wood, backing toward the bed, eyes wide as they darted around the room. Before I could offer an explanation, or beg her to give me five minutes to get rid of the pest problem outside our door and get back to business, the brat smirked at me. Then she began to laugh.
“Well,” she dragged her teeth over her lip making me groan inwardly, “that was a surprise. No more alcohol for us.”
Andy knocked again.
“You get that. I’m going to go to bed. To sleep.” She clarified. “And then you’re going to come to bed. For sleep. So we can get up in a few hours and pretend this never happened.”
“That’s how we’re playing this?”
“Partners don’t have sex, remember? It’s against the rules.”
Fuck the goddamned stupid rules. I hated them. I was going to rewrite the employee manual first thing on Monday.
Cady chuckled, as if she could hear my thoughts. “No, you’re not. They’re good rules. You don’t want to sleep with me. You’re just drunk.”
“I said that out loud?”
She giggled again and I couldn’t stop my own answering smile. “You did.” She moved forward, pushing me out of the way slightly, and opened the door. “Give it to me,” she held out her hand.
“Come next door and I will,” Andy’s husky voice replied as he handed her my iPhone. “I’ll give it to you so dirty you’ll be begging me for more.”
Without a reply, she backed up quickly and slammed the door in his face.  He obviously didn’t like his head attached to his body because I was going to remove it if he didn’t cut the shit.
“Here,” she didn’t wait for me to take it, but shoved the phone into my chest instead. “Call Reid. Tell him you’re too drunk to drive, that I’m not any better, and that we’re staying here. It’s been an,” her gaze settled on my stomach and her teeth scraped across her lips, “interesting first day at my new job and I’m exhausted.”
With a quick tug, her sweatshirt was over her head and on the floor, taunting me, before she face-planted herself onto the bed. “Good night.” It was no more than a mumble. The brat was out cold in seconds.
I didn’t dial Reid’s number. Or anyone else. He hadn’t been the only one who had called repeatedly. I especially didn’t want to deal with the force that was Livie tonight. Not when I was drunk and I had a hot as fuck woman in my bed.
No. Cady wasn’t hot. Cady was Ruffles, my employee. The bitter, snarky, clueless one. I wasn’t attracted to her.
She definitely wasn’t Brooke. I wanted my fiancé back. And only my fiancé.
Which is why it was perfectly safe for me to climb up onto the bed next to Cady. Friends could sleep in the same bed. The small width of the full size mattress wasn’t something I was used to, which was the only reason I threw an arm around her and hauled her back into my chest. She was soft and warm, which was why I dropped kisses onto her neck, inhaling her body spray, telling myself I loved the scent and needed to find out what it was.
It was all fine. Completely innocent. Nothing more.

 

 
An avid reader who loves epic and unconventional romance, Carina has an unhealthy obsession with Jason Statham, loves the sounds of Johnny Cash and Willie Nelson, is the crazy friend your mom warned you about, and believes one day she will go through the stones to meet Jamie Fraser. 
Carina has been writing and creating characters for as long as she can remember, allowing her to fall in love with the next man of her dreams with every new story.None of which are anything like boring Prince Charming.

Thankfully, fate stepped in and granted her the ultimate wish – a life full of men. Carina lives in a picturesque New England town with her husband, the man who ruined the thought of all others, and two amazing sons who always keep her on her toes.

 

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Country Gold

 

 

Title: Country Gold
A Wilder Sisters Novel
Author: Heatherly Bell
Genre: Contemporary Romance

Cover Design: Elizabeth Mackey

Release Date: September 17, 2018

 

Blurb
Fame
tore them apart…

A scandal ended the careers of the Wilder Sisters, the chart topping country
rock band. But Lexi Wilder is okay with that, thanks for asking. She’s
been on the road since roughly forever, and even if the scandal has followed
her home to Whistle Cove, California, Lexi is going to enjoy the break. After
all, there’s quite nothing like the beautiful sandy beaches of Monterey Bay to
calm a woman’s soul.Luke Wyatt never asked to trade fame and fortune for the only woman he’s ever
loved.

Now that he’s finished a punishing year-long national tour, all bets are off.
He’s coming back to his hometown of Whistle Cove for the quiet, the beaches,
the inspiration, and the girl. Not necessarily in that order. There’s
pressure from Nashville to deliver more country gold like the #1 song he
co-wrote with Lexi Wilder.

But Lexi
can’t forgive Luke for choosing fame over her…
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Playlist

She’s My
Kind of Rain
by Tim
McGraw
In Case
You Didn’t Know
by
Brett Young
Make You
Miss Me
by Sam Hunt
Sober by Little Big Town
Die a
Happy Man
by Thomas
Rhett
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Everything
by Brad
Paisley
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Excerpt

 

“Lexi
Wilder.”
She
recognized the deep voice, the smooth sound of whiskey if it could speak. Lexi
whipped around to face Luke Wyatt. Her heart hiccupped at the sight of his long
and lean body braced against the side of her cottage. One corner of his mouth
tipped up in a half smile and he studied her with those deep and fathomless
dark eyes.
Her mouth
was dry. Knees? Liquid. “W-what are you doing here?”
“Wasn’t
going to give you the chance to say you don’t want to see me.” He moved away
from the side of the house and took a step toward her. “Tour’s over. I’m home.”
Despite her
churning gut, she found her voice. “We have no vacancy. You’ll have to stay
somewhere else.”
He went
brows up. “Just checked in.”
When she
didn’t speak, but simply swallowed and blinked, trying like hell to regain her
balance, he filled in the silence.
“Still mad
at me. Still won’t talk to me.”
She was so
not prepared to deal with this today. With him. “Why would I be mad? You
mean because you wrote an entire album all about our private life? Every
single private and personal thing about us. After everything I’ve been through
with Sabrina. No, why would I be mad about that?”
“Baby,” he
said, squaring his shoulders. “It’s what songwriters do. We write about our
life, the pain and the joy.”
I’d
rather keep my private life private.
“I’m
sorry,” he said. “I was hurting. You wouldn’t take any of my calls. You wouldn’t
come see me.”
“You didn’t
seem to be hurting. You were all over my TV set, cozying up to gorgeous models
and reality TV stars.”
She’d seen
the woman practically on Luke’s lap at a televised awards show. And he was mad
she hadn’t called him back? If he’d been hurt when she stopped taking
his calls, he sure in the hell got over it quickly enough.
He took a
step toward her making her take one back. No, no, no. Already she felt
her body buzzing from being this close to him for the first time in a year.
“Give me a
break, Lex. You know what this life is like. I didn’t even know that
woman.”
Lexi did an
internal face palm. No, no. It would not go this way. Check her out letting
loose with all her pent up hurt and anger the minute he showed up, giving Luke
every indication of how much she still cared about him. If she didn’t care at
all, maybe the rumors of these women wouldn’t bother her so much. So she’d
already blown her cover in the first twenty seconds of seeing him. Get a
grip.
She’d
expected to do much better than this if she ever ran into him again, say in
Nashville while visiting Miranda Lambert to collaborate on some songs. Lexi
would have another hit song by then. Maybe she’d be dating another handsome
country singer not named Luke Wilder. She’d be over him by then.
Chalk it up
to running into him so unexpectedly but this wasn’t how it was supposed
to go. He shouldn’t still look so good to her, his beard making him look like a
strong mountain man. Like a man who would take care of his woman.
For Luke,
it turned out his career came first. Not her.
But the
thing to do here was pretend it didn’t make a difference whether he stayed or
left. Pretend he had that little effect on her. Maybe it wasn’t too late to
salvage what little was left of her pride.
“I’m
sorry.” She shook her head. “I’m being rude.”
He quirked
a single brow. “Yeah?”
Score one
for Lexi. She’d shocked him. Good.
“Of course.
You’re a paying guest and I’m usually not so…so…”
“Pissy?” He
gave her another smile, this one lifting both corners of his mouth and
demonstrating he still had the power to render her speechless when he laid on
the charm.
“Yeah.
Pissy.” She let out a half-hearted fake laugh and waved hand in the air. “Rough
day. You know how it is. Sisters.”
His brow
furrowed. “And how’s Sabrina doing?”
Luke had a
front row seat to the implosion of the Wilder Sisters. He’d been performing
alongside them at the stadium in Oklahoma when Sabrina had her public
mini-meltdown. Even though their demise as a band had meant his opportunity for
stardom, Lexi didn’t doubt he’d been sorry about the way it had all happened.
When she’d
been worried about Sabrina, whose entire life from the time she’d been ten had
been the stage, Luke had held Lexi every night until she fell asleep, assuring
her that Sabrina would survive this. They all would. And she’d fallen even
deeper for the man. Luke reminded her there would be life after all the
speculation and rumors. Because Luke Wyatt knew a lot about scandal. He
understood what it was like to feel like you had to apologize just for being
allowed to breathe the same air as everyone else.
“She’s
okay. Still walks around with ear buds in all the time, singing and dancing.
It’s in her blood. But I don’t think she wants to get back up on a stage
anytime soon. None of us do.”
He nodded,
as if he understood all too well. “And you. Are you still writing?”
Not with
you.
Never
again with you.
The wall
was still up and there it would stay. If anything, she’d wallpaper it. But she
was a Wilder first and foremost, and yes, they could put on a show.
She
shrugged and got ready to lie. “Here and there.”
“I’m
supposed to write a few more hit songs.” He held up finger quotes. “They want
me back in the studio next week. So I thought I’d come here and relax. See if I
can find some inspiration.”
His gaze
took a slow slide down the length of her body and she almost felt…naked. She
was so not going to be his inspiration. Not this time. He’d taken enough
material from her already.
She took a
breath and went for deep sincerity. “I hope you find what you’re looking for,
Luke.”
And with
that she opened the door to her cottage and closed it in his face.
Author Bio

 

Heatherly
Bell drinks coffee, craves cupcakes, and occasionally wears real pants.
She lives
in northern California with her family.
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With A Twist

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Love, served with a twist.

“With a Twist”, the first book in “The Speakeasy” series is now available for pre-order. If you order it now, you’ll be the first to get it when it goes live on September 25!

Blurb:

Nursing a broken heart when his ex-boyfriend, Riley, leaves him for the love of his life, Carter, Will Martin throws himself into teaching at NYU and writing. An invite from Riley to a speakeasy called Under helps Will begin to heal, and he finds himself enjoying both the drinks and the company.

Soon after, he’s shaken by news of his father’s cancer diagnosis and Will reluctantly returns to Long Island to see the man who disowned him after he was outed.

Sparks fly when Will meets his father’s mentee, Republican Senator David Mori, who is both mixed race and openly gay. Will is looking for a no-strings-attached fling and David is leery of getting involved with his mentor’s son, so they keep their affair a secret.

As his father’s health worsens, Will elects to remain in Garden City and his relationship with David grows beyond casual sex. Now, both men must decide how to bridge the divide between them.

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His For Now

 

 

  
Title: His For Now
Series: The Byrne Brothers #1

Author: Sofia Tate

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Cover Art: Cover Couture

Release Date: September 17, 2018

 

Blurb

 

Ronan Byrne, the
oldest of the Byrne Brothers, is the hottest bachelor in the small town of
Blossom, Nevada. With his jet black hair, sapphire eyes, and a body sculpted by
manual labor and not a personal trainer, every woman wants him in her bed. But
he wants a challenge, not a woman who fawns all over him. However, with the
financial trouble his family’s dude ranch is having, he has no inclination to
date, let alone get married.
Then he meets a
mystery blonde who won’t give him the time of day, and he is instantly drawn to
her. She is Blakely Pierce, a Manhattan businesswoman who is in town to serve
as maid of honor at her best friend’s wedding. With her demanding career, she
has no interest in romance, but unbeknownst to her, Ronan is the best man at the
same wedding to be held at the ranch. The more she ignores him, the more he is
curious about her and why she keeps running away from him. He refuses to give
up on Blakely because he knows she is worth the fight, but he only has so long
until it’s time for Blakely to return to her life in New York City.

 

Author Bio
Growing up in a bilingual family in Maplewood, NJ, Sofia
Tate was a shy, good girl who attended Catholic school and never misbehaved.
Now, she is a proud author of contemporary romance. She graduated from
Marymount College in Tarrytown, NY, with a degree in International Studies and
a minor in Italian. She also holds an MATESOL from New York University and an
MFA in Creative Writing from Adelphi University. She has lived in London and
Prague. A former resident of New York City, Sofia currently lives in New York’s
Hudson Valley. 
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Darkness

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Darkness (Darkest Nightmares #1) with Brynn Burke

Blurb:

Jett

For generations, I have been the being who lurks in the dark. The one that feeds on the screams of pain and fear, cold sweats and the nightmares in which I cause. I am the monster you warned your children about.

No one can escape my clutches, no matter how hard they try; I show them who they truly are deep down.

Centuries ago, I was possessed by a creature of whom I had no name for. I was nothing but your average human, a man who was fighting for his king and slaying many monsters in his name. The next thing I knew, I became that monstrosity that I tried to eliminate every day of my life. In the matter of hours, everything had changed drastically. I was used to fighting the dark and suddenly the dark became part of me.

There is no reasoning for what I have become. I embrace it – embrace the hideousness of my appearance because no one is as grotesque as I.

I am bitter. I don’t want to be the man who surrounds myself in a cloak of shadows, of serpents and arachnids, of smoke and ghouls. I want to return to the glory days. If only it was that simple.

Haven

Throughout my entire life I have felt out of place, that is until one day I discovered a place where I didn’t feel like the outcast that others made me out to be. I didn’t feel ugly, sinister, or even dark compared to those who I surrounded myself with.

I was a human, or so I thought.

I didn’t know that only supernaturals could gain entry into Sanctuary, not until I walked through those doors and began speaking to the others. It’s name is exactly what it is – a Sanctuary for all supernaturals and paranormals regardless of beliefs. It was the one place we could all go to that wouldn’t result in bloodshed, agony or pain.

I have been here for years, becoming friends with the owner of this place and ultimately landing myself a job as a barmaid and having a warm place to rest my head. Still, I do not know what I am. I have talked to the others and they have told me stories of paranormals with great powers who have to wait to discover their abilities.

It seems I am one of these rare and far between. I only wish that things were simple, but I know better. Nothing was ever simple in this life.

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Death of a Marketer

Title: Death of a Marketer

Author: Andrea Fyrear

Genre: Marketing

Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR

 

 

Blurb:

Marketing is in critical condition. Hurled into the twenty-first century amidst a storm of digital disruption, it has since focused on solely surviving in a hostile climate. But mere survival is no longer a mark of fitness. Audiences demand excellence. And marketing excellence requires agility. 

 

Using a detailed historical lens,  Death of a Marketer charts a course toward marketing’s Agile future.

 

Dive in to discover:

  • Marketing’s cyclical history, from flowery persuasion to the no-nonsense hard sell and back again.
  • A detailed walk through of four Agile methodologies that can help marketers thrive in their uncertain environments.
  • Compelling reasons that enterprise organizations and one-person teams alike should be racing to adopt an Agile marketing approach.

Founded on in-depth research and real-world examples alike,  Death of a Marketer is a must-read for all modern marketing professionals.

Andrea is the

president and lead trainer for AgileSherpas, an Agile marketing training company. She is one of the world’s leading advocates for Agile marketing and is a sought-after speaker on the topic. In Death of a Marketer she combines more than a decade of digital marketing expertise with thorough research and in-thetrenches agile experience. Her pet peeves include misuse of quotation marks and running out of wine when on deadline. If she’s not attending a Standup meeting or Retrospective, she’s almost certainly on a volleyball court somewhere.

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