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Run Baby Run by Margot Scott

Title: Run Baby Run
Series: Daddy Loves You #1
Author: Margot Scott
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance Novella
Release Date: August 20, 2020



I never thought I’d fall for a man like Jonah. A former cop has no business being with someone like me, a lonely unwanted girl with no address or family.

But for some reason, he wants to take care of me.

When I needed a place to stay he opened his doors, and as soon as I stepped inside, it felt like home. For the first time in my life, I feel safe enough to stop running.

He wants to give me a second childhood, better than the one I’ve known.

A chance to be the little girl I’ve always been in my heart.

Jonah’s baby girl.

Daddy’s angel…

Introducing book one in the Daddy Loves You Series from Margot Scott. This new series is bursting at the seams with fast and filthy age-gap instalove. Absolutely NO cheating or cliffhangers, with a guaranteed HEA!

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I have just enough time to jump in the shower when I get home before my sister calls to reaffirm the night’s plans.
“For the tenth time, Mare, yes, the room is ready.” I set my phone to speaker and toss it on the bed, then focus on toweling off.
“I’m just making sure,” Mary says. “Now, don’t be surprised if Teagan doesn’t respond to you at first. Let her get a feel for the place, but be straight about the ground rules. If she pushes back, be firm, but not too firm.”
“Not too firm. Got it.” I scrunch the water from my hair, then wrap the towel around my waist.
“I’m just saying, go easy on her. And try to come home around the same time over the next few days if you can. It’ll give her a sense of structure.”
“Is this the speech you give to all your prospective foster parents?”
“More or less,” she says.
I grab a pair of boxers from the dresser drawer, then do a quick check in the bedroom mirror and contemplate breaking out my trimmer. Hands down, the best thing about civilian life has been growing my hair out. On my head, for sure, but especially my beard.
“Mare, you told me she wasn’t a kid.”
“She’s not a kid.”
“Then I’m not going to treat her like one. If she can’t be trusted to operate the microwave without supervision, she’s gonna have to find a new arrangement.” I snag a pair of jeans and a clean black tee shirt from my closet. “I thought you guys were heading over after work.”
“We are, as soon as she gets here.”
“She’s late?”
“She’ll be here,” Mary says, but it comes out sounding like she’s trying to convince herself.
I take advantage of the lull in conversation to get dressed. Figures the kid would take her sweet time now that she doesn’t have to scramble. I busted enough girls like Teagan on the force to know all their cheap excuses before they spout ‘em. If she thinks she can force the rest of us to bend to her timetable, she’s in for a rude awakening.
“Hey, Jonah… Try not to scare her, okay?”
I pause in the middle of pulling on my shirt. “Why the hell would I scare her?”
“I just mean, try to look harmless. As much as you can.”
I have to laugh. At six-foot-four and two hundred twenty pounds of muscle, I cut an intimidating silhouette. Don’t think just because I was injured that I can’t still kick ass and take names when the situation calls for it. I walk with a slight limp that’s more pronounced when I’m barefoot, but I can run and jog in fierce bursts before the pain catches up. Regular workouts help prevent muscle tightness, so I make sure to get in weights and cardio most days of the week. My doctor says I’m in the best shape of my life.
“She’s here,” Mary says. “We’ll be there soon, after we pick up the cake.”
“What cake?” I ask, but she’s already ended the call.
I head down the hall to the guestroom where Teagan will be staying. It’s a great room with a queen-sized bed, a nice view of the backyard, and plenty of light during the day. The entire house is designed to impress. I often invite potential clients over to see it, to get a feel for the kind of work my contracting firm’s capable of.
I wait for Mary and the reluctant new addition to my household downstairs in the kitchen. When I hear the rumble of a car engine, I get up and open the front door. Mary climbs the steps with a store-bought birthday cake in her arms.
“Where is she?” I ask, taking the cake from her.
My sister glances back at the car. “Just give her a minute.”
I bring the cake into the kitchen where I set it on the table. When I return, I’m stunned to find an angel in my foyer dressed in denim cutoffs and a white tank top.
“Teagan, I’d like you to meet my brother, Jonah Parkes. Jonah, this is Teagan Moss.”
I’m speechless. My sister had said the girl was pretty, but pretty doesn’t even come close.
She’s drop-dead fucking gorgeous.
Honey-blonde hair frames her face and falls in loose waves around her shoulders. Her wide doll eyes are a deep chocolate brown, and I’m so fucking grateful that she refuses to meet my gaze, because it means I can stare at her without making her uncomfortable. She has the poutiest lips I’ve ever seen, and though it’s the last place my mind has any right to go, I can’t help picturing those soft pink lips stretched around my cock.
Forget firm. I’m already rock fucking hard for this girl.
“Good to meet you,” I rasp, my voice thick.
Teagan nods, still refusing to look at me. It’s for the best. I slide my hand into my pocket to pin the monster down. I’m a big guy with a dick to match, and the last thing I want to do is scare the living hell out of her.
“Why don’t you show Teagan her new room while I get out some plates,” Mary says.
“Sure,” I say. “Follow me.” I head for the staircase. When I glance back to make sure she’s following, she’s closer than I expect, close enough to reach out and pinch a lock of golden hair between my fingers if I wanted to—and goddamn, do I want to.
I want to do a hell of a lot more than that.
Teagan’s eyes meet mine for the briefest of seconds, and a second is all it takes for me to come completely undone. All of my reservations about sharing my house with this girl dissolve into dust. Teagan isn’t going anywhere. Not in a week, not in a million years. My home is hers now. My house, my arms, my bed—especially my bed.
Fuck, I’m already thinking of her as mine and I haven’t even touched her yet.

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Margot Scott is an erotic romance author who likes long nails and short, sexy reads, rainbow sprinkles on vanilla ice cream, and rainy days spent in bed with her furbabies. When she’s not writing forbidden love stories about bearded older men, you can find her browsing Pinterest for pictures of pink things.

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The Fantastic Fluke by Sam Burns

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The Fantastic Fluke by Sam Burns


A lost fox. A gorgeous ghost. And an unlikely partnership to stop a murderer.

Since his mother’s murder, Sage McKinley doesn’t live, he exists. His weak magic has made him an outcast, shadowing his life with self-doubt. All that changes when the spirit of a gunslinger appears in his bookstore with a message that will flip Sage’s world upside down. According to the mesmerizing apparition, a powerful magic lies within Sage… if he can find a way to tap into it.

But dastardly threats accompany this untapped power. Bodies are piling high as a killer hunts for the secrets of the mage that now course through Sage’s veins. Can Sage find the confidence to embrace all he’s capable of? Or will the next life snuffed out be his own?

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It took about three seconds after I got back to the sidewalk to realize I was being followed. Not by the drunk guys or any other people, but by the distinctive click-click-click of dog toenails on sidewalk. Dammit. I kept walking. Maybe it would lose interest or focus, get distracted by the smell of food or a squirrel. But no. In fact, as I tried to pretend it wasn’t there, it drew closer, its steps gaining in confidence. “I don’t have any food,” I told it. Like it was possible to have a rational conversation with a dog. Maybe I was alone among humans, but I had never wanted a dog. They were sweet and cute, and who didn’t like petting them? But I didn’t want that kind of responsibility. Maybe it was the single thing I inherited from my father: his aversion to responsibility. Besides, what was I supposed to do with a dog all day? I couldn’t leave it alone in my house—it would probably pee in there. My backyard wasn’t fenced off, so I couldn’t leave it outside. I sure as hell couldn’t take it to work with me. I could just imagine the complaints I’d get for bringing a dog to the shop. Mr. Ashwell, who came in twice a week and probably spent a sum total of fifteen dollars a month, would throw a fit. He was very particular. He once berated me for allowing a woman to carry a tiny little purse dog around in the shop with her. Called a two-pound yorkie a dangerous menace. Yeah. It’d be a tragedy of epic proportions if I lost that customer. One of Dad’s favorites, of course. But dammit, I didn’t have time for a dog. Or money. They required food and veterinarians and grooming and constant walks to keep them from crapping everywhere. I stopped and turned to confront the thing, but . . . but it wasn’t a dog at all. It was a fox. Just a plain old red fox, with orangey fur that turned dark on its paws, black tipped ears, and a white underbelly and fluffy white tail tip. Just like the ones all over the woods outside of town, but this one was staring up at me like I’d hung the goddamn moon.
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Trey Westcott—devastatingly gorgeous. Intimidatingly brilliant. Powerful beyond belief.

A man with all the money in the world—literally.

As the first trillionaire in existence, my boss lives a life most people can only dream of. Anything he wants—anything at all—is a snap-of-the-fingers away. 

But when the coldhearted magnate snaps his fingers and requests me for a six month stint on his arm playing the role of his devoted fiancée, he makes an offer I can’t refuse.

And so I don’t. 

But I make it clear that for the next 180 days, he’ll have my time, my body, my attention, my discreet professionalism—everything except my heart.

It’s not for sale. 

Because all the money in the world can’t change the secret I’ve kept the last ten years. A secret that complicates the very business deal I’m to help him secure. A secret that makes the undeniable tension between us all the more forbidden.

Trey Westcott can have anything he wants … but he can never have me. 

Even if he’s all I’ve ever wanted.

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Play to Win by Ja’Nese Dixon

Title: Play to Win
A Southern Gentleman Series Novel
Author: Ja’Nese Dixon
Genre: Steamy Contemporary Romance
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Release Date: August 20, 2020


Kamals an ex-football player. Jaydas a single mother uninterested in another relationship until she sees Kamal with her daughter.

Every rejection will only make his victory sweeter. He plans to lick, taste, and devour her like the delicacy she is until the world, her ex, and Jayda recognize his name tatted on every inch of her curvy body.

Kamal never plays by halves, and Jayda has a thing or two to show this deviously handsome player. But when the past runs an interference, theyll learn in matters of the heart there are no rules.

USA Today Bestseller, Ja’Nese Dixon writes tales of romance laced with strong women, stronger men, and family values that based on more than blood. Her happily ever afters are written to inspire. So, if you’re looking for a page turner that will leave you blushing, with your heart racing, and lying to yourself about reading “just one more chapter” then grab one of the authors twenty-something books.

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Fierce by Tracy Lorraine

Title: Fierce
Series: Rosewood High #4
Author: Tracy Lorraine
Genre: YA/NA High School Bully Romance
Release Date: August 20, 2020


Everyone thinks they know me… but they’re wrong.

Fearless on the outside— a lie.

I’m a fraud, hiding behind a mask of perfection. My reality very different.

The captain. The leader. The Queen Bee.

None of it real— all just an illusion.

Perception is everything and I use it to get what I want, when I want, refusing to let anyone stand in my way.

Until he shows me that he’s not the man I expected. He’s not just the quiet one… the innocent one.

But the one to finally tear away the mask and look beneath the surface. The only one who sees me, gets me, challenges me.

He’s already changed my life in a way I never expected.

My secret could make us or break us, but I know one thing for sure… I’ll protect it fiercely.

That’s the real me. Chelsea Fierce.

The girl behind the mask with everything to lose.

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Tracy Lorraine is a M/F and M/M contemporary romance author. Tracy recently-ish turned thirty and lives in a cute Cotswold village in England with her husband, daughter and lovable but slightly crazy dog. Having always been a bookaholic with her head stuck in her Kindle Tracy decided to try her hand at a story idea she dreamt up and hasn’t looked back since.

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Ex-Bandmates by Zoe Lee

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Local Beats Series, Book One

Zoe Lee

M/M Contemporary Romance

Release Date: 08.06.20

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Asher From the second Lucas Carlson shows up in my garage for band practice, I’m drawn in by his eyes, his awkward rambling, and his incredible musical talents. But we share a best friend, and he’s only our temporary drummer while he’s in Chicago for a summer internship. It should be easy to ignore the way he brings something out in me that no one has before.

Lucas Asher Bernthal is a grumpy stockbroker whose band, Signal Fire, is vital to my best friend’s happiness. I don’t want to mess it up for her, so all I have to do is drum and keep my head down. It should be easy not to crush on a man so beyond my grasp, who writes lyrics that pierce straight through me.

Despite all of the reasons to stay away, we’re drawn together and bring something new out in each other. Every song pulls us closer together, but we won’t be bandmates forever.

This is the first book in the Local Beats Series, an 80,000 word MM romance featuring musicians with day jobs, a night club, and lots of songs, with a guaranteed HEA and no cliffhanger.

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“I already know all your songs, dude,” Lucas claimed. Shooting him an incredulous look, I rolled my shoulders. With a shrug, one corner of that lush mouth curled up, sly and knowing, and my stomach dropped even as he said cockily, “I’m an incredible drummer and I do know all your songs. You’re lucky I’m in town because you’d be screwed for this gig you’ve got on Saturday if I couldn’t fill in.” Closing my eyes, trying not to enjoy Lucas’s endearing combination of mature confidence and immature sense of humor, I let a growl seep out of my throat. “That’s a good growl for a man with such a mild tenor,” he commented. “Okay!” Dan chirped, giving me a pleading look. “Can we start with ‘Promises,’ maybe?” Amy tipped her head at Lucas as if to prompt him. Lucas settled on Eli’s stool, then shook his shoulders and arms out and cracked his neck. He pulled a pair of drumsticks out of his messenger bag and scooted the stool farther from the kit, stretching out one sneaker to test the distance to the kick drum. He looked up to where all of us were watching him, and then he said as if we were the insane ones in this scenario, “Leslie starts ‘Promises.’” I shot Leslie an impatient look and started, my voice strung out, “Leslie, for f*ck’s—” But then the timer on my cell went off. “Is it your pizza?” Dan asked as his face split into a toothy, hungry grin. “I made lasagna,” I muttered, and Dan and Amy moaned in delight. “Asher, I didn’t know you were domestic,” Lucas gasped dramatically as he twirled his drumsticks like a show-off. “Is it meat or veggie? No, wait, surprise me.” “Why would you know anything about me?” I grumbled. Lucas laughed again. This time he threw his head back, baring a long neck, and I couldn’t stop my mouth from drying out or my throat almost clicking when I swallowed. “Seriously?” he all but yelped, his cheeks going splotchy red. He whirled on Leslie and accused, “Haven’t you told him anything about me?” He turned back to me so fast I got whiplash, and said, “I’ve been hearing about you since Leslie met all of you and you started the band. They’ve come up to Wisconsin like a dozen times to hang out, go camping, and spend the holidays at Leslie’s parent’s house. Dan and I took this epic Harold and Kumar kind of road trip—never mind that for now—” The timer blared again and I inhaled and shot out a quick breath, grasping for patience as I dug out my cell and stabbed the button to end the timer. Then I stalked into my kitchen, switched on the oven light, and bent to check the lasagna, which was the perfect amount of crispy for Leslie and Amy. From the garage, Leslie said with her icy-hot sarcasm on perfect point, “I have no idea how Asher could forget a single detail I’ve shared about you, because you’re so memorable.” Amy snorted and played a high wa-waaaa on her guitar, making the four of them snicker. “Hey Leslie, how did your annual review go at work?” Dan asked earnestly while I lunged to grab the potholders off their hook, snorting despite myself. “You said you were going to talk to them about a raise maybe.” There was a pause while I set the pan on top of the stove, and then he added, like he couldn’t help it, “Totally can’t blame you if you decided not to ask though, that’s intimidating.” “I can blame my boss for saying no when I asked though,” Leslie snarked a little bitterly. “Dude,” Lucas said, from right behind me. I jerked, the oven door banging into the meat of my thigh just over my knee. “F*cking shit,” I hissed, rubbing the stinging skin as I glared at my oven door. Lucas skidded into my periphery, hands hovering somewhere near the corner of the stove. “You aren’t bleeding, are you? Because I am a very manly man, with like half a Master’s degree and shit, but…” He swallowed hard, his sharp Adam’s apple bobbing when his throat constricted. I found myself shaking my head and reassuring him even though I was the one who’d gotten hurt because the kid walked as quietly as a damn ninja, apparently. “I’m not bleeding.” “That’s good—ah, good thing you have thighs like a lumberjack or something.” I straightened and crossed my arms over my chest, one eyebrow trailing high. “See?” Lucas asked. One eye squinted in accusation while his pouty mouth curled the very slightest bit on the right side. “You look like a lumberjack, which is kind of what Wolverine was in X-Men Origins: Wolverine, which is not the best example of Wolverine, but it’s okay, you kind of look like Wolverine anyway, with the muscles and shoulders and beard and, Jesus, that eyebrow—” “Lucas,” I interrupted. I made my voice as low and firm as possible. “Yep, right,” he stuttered, holding up his hands in surrender and taking a few exaggerated steps back. “I’ll stop telling the incredibly straight lead singer of my new band—temporary new band, I meant, obviously!—about how he’s hot like Wolverine and just grab some plates and shit.” While I was honestly caught up trying to decide which part of his rambling was the stupidest, he dove for the stack of plates and the shaker of red pepper flakes I’d already gotten out before fleeing at top speed. Dumbly, I looked down at myself. “Lumberjack,” I scoffed, then made a salad and cut up the lasagna, while the others came into the living room, bickering about a movie.

Picture_20200630_234037220Zoe writes contemporary romances and believed everyone will get extraordinary love stories since before she ever fell in love. She lives with her family near the mountains in Colorado, where she writes while listening to music, never drinks coffee, reads books in one sitting, and watches too many movies and tv shows. She’s been writing since she was a kid, but luckily she knows how grown-ups work now. Mostly.




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She’s the devil’s consort, but does she have what it takes to be Satan’s assassin?

In the second installment of Lucifer’s War, Lilith and Lucifer race against time to stop an evil army that threatens to bring Hell to Earth.

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Straightened Out by Janine Infante Bosco

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I’m a mob boss with a tarnished name, leading a kingdom in the shadows of disgrace. She’s a ballerina, the sister of my underboss, dancing her way through life Until her, all I wanted was to be straightened out. But with power comes sacrifice. With respect comes fear. With love comes death. The rule of the streets is to take or be taken. Some legends are born, others are made. But not all survive.

*Originally featured as a novella in Mobbed Up, the #TNTNYC20 exclusive paperback anthology, Straightened Out is a full-length mafia romance novel and the first installment in The Pastore Crime Family series. *

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Janine Infante Bosco lives in New York City, she has always loved reading and writing. When she was thirteen, she began to write her own stories and her passion for writing took off as the years went on. At eighteen, she even wrote a full screenplay with dreams of one day becoming a member of the Screen Actors Guild.

Janine writes emotionally charged novels with an emphasis on family bonds, strong willed female characters, and alpha male men who will do anything for the women they love. She loves to interact with fans and fellow avid romance readers like herself.

She is proud of her success as an author and the friendships she’s made in the book community but her greatest accomplishment to date would be her two sons Joseph and Paul.

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Yearning for Daylight

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The Base Book 2 by H.M. Wolfe and Evera Ellis


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A love so tangible it weaves three hearts together…


Everett has lived a solitary existence, serving his don to the best of his ability, even forfeiting his happiness in the interests of his Mafia family. Now a widower, he yearns for what he lost when he married his wife. Love. And the ex-boyfriend he left behind.


Drake is on a mission. His late-mother requested one last thing from him, but he finds himself at a place where he instantly feels at home. He falls for Everett’s charm, losing his heart in the process until Everett’s ex-boyfriend arrives.


Finn was left brokenhearted many years ago, but he never forgot his first love. When news finds him that Everett is free of his obligations, he has no choice but to reach out despite the potential dangers. Finding Everett in the arms of another man was not what he expected.


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