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A Very Friendly Valentine’s Day by Kayley Loring




Title: A Very Friendly Valentine’s Day
Author: Kayley Loring
Genre: Steamy Romantic Comedy
Cover Design: Kari March Designs
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Release Date: January 14, 2021


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EDDIE: Cancel your dinky little roomette on the train. I’m booking us two of the big bedroom suites. 

BIRDIE: I’ll cancel it AFTER you’ve booked the other sleeper rooms. And reimburse you. 

EDDIE: Don’t worry about it. Just cancel your tickets. I got this. Round trip. I’m on the Amtrak website right now. 

BIRDIE: You don’t have to leave NYC when I do! You’ll hardly be able to spend any time with your Instagram girlfriend that you’ve never met! 

EDDIE: It’s fine. She’ll be fine with it. Cancel your tickets. 

BIRDIE: You aren’t going to stop texting me until I’ve canceled them, are you? 

EDDIE: Damn right I’m not. Just do it. You can thank me later. 

*** 

EDDIE: Um. Did you cancel your tickets? 

BIRDIE: Yes, Edward. I canceled them. 

EDDIE: Okay, because it turns out they only had one Family Bedroom from LA to Chicago. But the good news is I booked it for us. It’s the biggest room they had. The bad news is I booked it for us. And it’s the only sleeper room they have left now. 

EDDIE: In related news, there was also only one room left from Chicago to New York. 

EDDIE: Hands up if you’re excited! *man raising hand emoji* 

BIRDIE: I am so mad at you right now. 

*** 

BIRDIE: I’ve compiled a list of ground rules re shared train bedroom. Check your email, please read carefully, and refer to it again on the ninth of February. Thank you. 

EDDIE: *nerd face emoji* Received. I have some notes.







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Before writing steamy romantic comedy novels, Kayley Loring got a BFA in creative writing from a Canadian university and had a fifteen-year career as a screenwriter in Los Angeles (under a different name). She mostly wrote PG-13 family comedies that studios would pay her lots of money for and then never make into movies. In 2017 she decided to move to the Pacific Northwest and write about all the fun stuff that she wasn’t allowed to write about in those PG-13 scripts. Now she’s breathing cleaner air and writing dirtier words. It’s an adjustment she’s happily getting used to.


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Tempted by Ava Harrison




Tempted by Ava Harrison is now live!




Unemployed. Check. 
Zero prospects. Check. 
An eviction notice in hand. Check. 
Life in shambles? Check. Check. Check. 

Desperate to avoid living on my sister's couch, I took a job in the one place I shouldn't. 
That's where I first saw him. 

Drew Lawson. 
Elusive bad boy.
Owner of the hottest club in the city. 
And apparently my new boss. 

Temptation comes in many forms. 
For me, it's the way he looks at me. 
The way he feels.
He's my addiction.
My secret.

I know I should keep my distance. 
I could lose everything–even myself. 
But I can't.

And neither can he.




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The Dragon and The Phoenix by Darla Stone

Title: The Dragon and The Phoenix
Series: Amelia (Ami) Jane Gray #3
Author: Darla Stone
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: January 27, 2021
Cover Design: Stargold Cover Designs



Amelia and Sloane once again find themselves in the thick of things when they come face to face with Jack Cranston and the wolves at his command. Cornered and with no way out Sloane and Amelia find that they are in trouble with only one hope, Mathias and his speed.

Mathias raced back to the pack with not only a spy but also the real fear of Sloane and Amelia being in a life or death situation. This wasn’t the most ideal position to be in but Mathias’ resolve and determination were forces to be reckoned with on their own, especially when it came to his mate. 

Brevan, reeling over the loss of a wolf not only under his command but one that he considered a friend, realized only after the fact, that his mate Amelia was in trouble. As an overwhelming fear pressed against him like a tidal wave crashing to the shore.

Are there any other players in this puzzle that have yet to be revealed? What other secrets are to be uncovered? When will these friends and loved ones finally find their happily ever after or is that even possible?

Find out what happens in the exciting conclusion of the Amelia Jane Gray series!




Chapter 1
Amelia (Ami) Jane Gray:
Deceiver

Jack Cranston stood before Sloane and me. He was a painful ghost of Sloane’s past, and he, along with four wolves, trapped us between our new home in Pack Lingwir and what I would consider one hell of a fight. My mates Brevan and Mathias, along with Emmer and Cash, two other members of the pack, just came through the trees. All four of the men were in wolf form, and they were doing their best to be utterly menacing as they growled at the intruders. They’d seen Sloane’s distress fireballs, while I was confident Brevan and Mathias felt my panic through our unbreakable bond. 

Slowly I turned to Jack and informed him of his new situation. “Jack, you are so screwed.”

Jack let out an ear-piercing cry of frustration. Once again, I’d completely messed up his plans. I also wondered if whomever he answered to would be as patient and understanding as Newton was. Poor Newton Peabody met his end in a very unseemly way. Newton was unceremoniously decapitated. His head was thrown defiantly into the celebration at the packhouse as we celebrated our mating ceremony. 

As Jack let out his cry, Brevan and Mathias moved to stand in front of me. Emmer and Cash took a position in front of Sloane, and we were all in a virtual stalemate. Jack quickly realized he was going to lose this fight. In true coward fashion, Jack turned and ran in the opposite direction. To my surprise, Sloane leapt over Cash and Emmer in pursuit of Jack. It appeared Sloane was out to put an end to the psychopath’s reign of terror. There was no way I could allow Sloane to go after him alone. Sloane was my brother, and I would always have his back no matter what.

The wolves circled each other, and when the wolf in front of Emmer lunged, the fight began. My concern was, how was I going to get through the large mass of flying fur and to my brother, who already held an enormous lead on me as he pursued Jack. Suddenly, an idea struck me! If I could summon enough energy to conceal myself, I would be able to maneuver around the fighting wolves and follow my brother. Quickly I cast, “dolth gwathren” and melted into the shadows. As I skirted around the wolves, my spell dropped, but not before I was clear of the melee. Adrenaline filled my body as I took off after Sloane. As I ran, from somewhere behind me, I heard the cry of a wolf and prayed no one from our pack was harmed.

We were on pack lands, and I knew them fairly well at this point. I managed to track the pair of men with their footprints in the soft earth and quickly caught up to them. As I loosened my swords from their sheaths, I approached their fight with a great deal of caution. Sloane fought well against Jack, but Jack was slightly more skilled, which was another surprise. When did Jack learn to use a sword? I needed to cause a distraction to help Sloane and give him the upper hand. There was only one surefire way to grab Jack’s attention, my radiant wit. I tucked my swords under my arm and spoke.

“Jack, well done for an old man,” I laughed out as I applauded. “What did you do, study swordplay for dummies?” As I hoped, Jack snarled, Sloane took advantage of the opportunity and knocked the sword clear from Jack’s hands. 

When I thought we held the advantage, a new figure emerged. She was a tall blond woman with all too familiar features and a harsh glare. Even though I registered who she was on some level, my dread kept me in denial. There was just no way she was who I thought. Brevan told me she passed away, which was why her daughter ran Pack Lumen. A pack that was initially run by the very ghost of the woman who was standing behind Jack.

“Jakkel, it is time for us to leave. We will not be successful this evening.” The woman called Jack, ‘Jakkel.’ 

“Lycandra, we can’t leave these two whelps here. They’ve now seen you and know too much.” Jack came back with, and in doing so, confirmed my worst fears.

Lycandra, the original leader of Pack Lumen and mother to both Brevan and Aerin, stood there live and in Technicolor. The deceiver and master manipulator of everyone around her. She looked every bit the part that Brevan described to me. What I didn’t understand was why she faked her death. What was the point? She had everything, power, money, and, most importantly, her pack. What else was it she wanted? How did she get the Queen of the Alfar to aid her in her quest? Lastly, what did Sloane and I have to do with it all?

As these questions flew through my mind, Brevan came running up behind me in his wolf form. At the sight of his mother, he pulled up short, and I could see even his wolf, was stunned at her appearance—no one expected to see the mother of my mate alive and well. I gathered my senses, grabbed the back of Sloane, and pulled him back toward the direction of the packhouse. Not one of us was prepared to confront the likes of Lycandra. If I learned anything about the woman in question, she would already have plans A, B, and C in place to cover her ass.

“Sloane, we aren’t ready for this fight. Jack’s one thing, but this witch is Brevan and Aerin’s mother,” I warned my brother. As I spoke the words, the warning registered and the witch cackled. 

“You see, Jakkel, she can be taught respect,” Lycandra cooed to Jack in a sick sort of way.

“Lycandra, don’t mistake caution for respect. Respect is earned, and that isn’t something you have done. After all, you wouldn’t approach a poisonous snake on a whim. You, in this scenario, are the poisonous snake just in case you didn’t get the hint.” I felt the analogy fitting since it was a poison that she used to kill Lady Lylaine and ruin poor Marta’s life. 

As Sloane and I backed away, Brevan took point in front of the two of us. While his eyes were still full of the realization his mother was indeed alive, he was also aware of his commitment to protect Sloane and me. Brevan’s gaze didn’t waver from the spot his mother stood on. 

He was determined Sloane and I would make it out of this in one piece. 

We still lacked critical information in this game of move and counter move. Lycandra was the one who’d been pulling the puppets’ strings all along, and I retained several questions to which needed answers. The distance between our two parties grew larger. That was when the other members of our pack caught up to us. Mathias was the only one who didn’t stop when he reached Sloane and me. He in wolf form chased after Lycandra and Jack.

“Mathias, NO!” I yelled, but it was too late.

Mathias was so fast that in one breath, he tackled Jack and forced him to the ground. Lycandra screamed, and the fury she unleashed was like nothing I’d ever seen before. In swifter movements, then even what I witnessed from Brevan, she pulled out a dagger and ran it through Mathias’ shoulder. Sloane managed to cast one last fireball and threw it at Lycandra, which caused her to run off, leaving Jack behind. Brevan ran to Mathias’ side and crouched down as he snarled at Jack. Jack wasn’t going anywhere. We acquired a prisoner from the opposition. Perhaps we could finally get some information. 

My real concern was the dagger in Mathias’ shoulder. If Aerin learned her poison trick from her mother, he was in a great deal of danger, and we didn’t have a vampyr on hand who could suck the poison out. It wouldn’t take long for the poison to seep into his system, and by my calculations, the clock was running out extremely fast.

A gut-wrenching dread flooded me at the thought of Mathias dying from the dagger which was lodged in his shoulder. I couldn’t lose my heart. He was the ocean upon my shore, and I couldn’t picture him coming to an end at the hands of yet another deranged and diabolical woman. Aerin was a ball of non-compos mentis, but her mother was the original queen of evil. Like angels from heaven, General Pax and four of his men descended upon our location. They weren’t a full squadron, but enough of them came to our aid to manage what needed to be done. I moved swiftly over to the General. 

“General Pax, I’m so glad to see you! We have a situation we greatly need your help with.” I began in the way of an explanation.

“Mathias and I need to be taken to Lord Oren or Lady Nova right away. He was stabbed with a blade belonging to Lycandra, and I fear it might’ve been laced with poison. We also have a prisoner that Brevan is guarding. Lycandra called him Jakkel, but I know him as Jack Cranston. He needs to be locked up until we can question him.” I finished my explanation as quickly as it began. There was no time to waste hanging around. 

“Did I hear you correctly? Did you say Lycandra!” The General was dumbfounded.

“Yes, General. Lycandra stabbed Mathias and we need to move like now! The longer we wait, the more danger Mathias will be in…” desperation filled my voice. 

General Pax rushed over to Mathias and scooped him into his arms. Pax also ordered two of his men to stay behind and help Brevan. I went to the remaining guard and wrapped my arms around him as tightly as I could. I hadn’t flown by Gargoyle since the night on the beach after we washed up on the shore of the island, but it was a feeling I’d never forget. The take-off was rough, but when a Gargoyle glided on the breeze, it was unlike any other sensation that I experienced. While we soared high above the land as the trees and ground passed, there was a feeling of freedom. At least this time, I wasn’t headed to the prison at the council hall. My only wish was to get my mate the help I knew he desperately needed.


 




Hello everyone, I would like to take a moment out to introduce myself. I am Darla A. Stone, Author of the Amelia Jane Gray series. Writing in the genre of Fiction and Romance has been a long time dream of mine. The first novella that I ever wrote was a single copy release and was specially written as a gift for a family member. With their support, along with the support of my loving husband, I took the plunge to become a published author. I am very excited to bring to you the worlds in which I have created.




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Unplugged by Sigal Ehrlich

Unplugged
Sigal Ehrlich
(Unplugged, #1)
Publication date: March 10th 2017
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance

An against-all-odds & forbidden rockstar romance

After surviving the long and excruciating recruitment process, I thought I would end up working for Madonna or the CIA at the very least.
Boy, was I wrong.

Even in my wildest dreams I couldn’t have imagined what I was in for. What my heart was in for.

I couldn’t have possibly fathomed the lifestyle, the responsibility, how much it would take out of me, the inner battles, and mostly, the emotional whirlwind.
I could never have imagined, prepared myself for, or anticipated…

Him.

It was supposed to be a job. Just a temporary job. Just a few months. Just a short stop before the journey I was about to take to follow my dream.

It was supposed to be a lot of things…but not this.
Little did I know it would be the one event that would shape me, would change me, would bring on such a shift in the balance of my world.
Would bring…

Him.

Would bring…

Them.
Both.
Into my life.

*UNPLUGGED is the first part in a two-part series; it has a cliffhanger-ish ending.

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I hold one of the monstrous fridge doors open, taking inventory of the profusion of goods on display. I twitch my lips, moving them from side to side, as I muse what can best serve as a natural sedative. I stoop slightly forward for the carton and stop dead. More precisely, I find myself being stopped by an iron grip. Instinctively, I suck in a breath as a firm arm slides to wrap around my waist. A warm, hard body presses against me in tandem to someone’s lips nuzzling me right below my ear. A momentary stupor enfolds me as a few things register concurrently. The prickly feel of the scruff on my neck, and the smell hovering near that is a mixture of part masculine, part alcohol. Heavy alcohol. The most tantalizing fact, though, would have to be that the body pressed against my back is very much naked, as I can distinctively feel every part of the firm torso through my thin, cotton tee.

Still utterly startled, I chance a hesitant glance at the strong arm embracing me. Suntanned and large, it could be easily mistaken for a canvas crowded with colorful, detailed illustrations. The other hand, the one not holding me firmly, is another art creation in the form of a human limb extended toward the OJ carton.

“Open that for me, babe,” a raspy, low voice demands. And I do. The carton is lifted above my shoulder, and right after a pause, it is set in my stunned hand. Lightly moist, cold lips, bordered by a prickly beard, kiss my neck next. “Come back to bed, babe,” says the utterly seductive voice. A light smack on the butt jolts me, and I’m left by myself. My heart is beating in my ears, and my lips part in shock. I swallow hard and slowly turn to see who just groped-spanked me. There’s so much to take in. The lion’s head tattoo covering the right shin, the dark hair messily knotted, the toned arms, the musical notes tattooed on the left shoulder blade. But one thing calls for my full attention. A delectable, as in an award-winning, butt.

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Sigal Ehrlich is a bestselling author of refreshing, fun, and sweet romance books. She loves books, cold weather, and the occasional bubbly drink. Living as an expat for most of her life, Sigal has been lucky enough to visit many exotic places and meet some unique people from all corners of the world, while experiencing the sweet triumphs and travails of trying to acclimate to new “homes.” Currently, Sigal calls the Czech Republic home where she lives with her husband and three kids.

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Strings Attached by Loriana Cappello

Title: Strings Attached
Series: A Braebeach Rock Romance
Author: Loriana Cappello
Genre: Contemporary Romance (Rockstar/NA Romance)
Release Date: February 12, 2021 
Cover Design: Lou Stock at LJ Designs



Ashton Chamber has one hell of a decision to make.

Finish his final year of university or sign a lucrative record deal with his band, Koolum Law.

Pressure from the record company, a commitment to his family and being the glue keeping the contract on the table, is weighing heavy on Ash’s shoulders.

But that’s not his only dilemma.

Calla Bryson is the girl who stole his 16-year-old heart and now she’s back to steal it all over again.


Ash and Calla have a history of bad timing.

The first time around, Ash’s best friend stood between them.

This time, it’s their potential careers.

The one guarantee they have is the summer together.

The one promise they make—no promises.




Loriana is a bit of a nomad. Born to British parents in Germany where her father was stationed during his time in the British Army. After living her early years in Lincolnshire, schooling and growing up in Royal Windsor, she spent her early twenties living and working in Australia as well as travelling around Asia and Europe.

Now a wife to one very patient husband and mum to four beautiful children, she lives in the Home Counties, not too far from London. 

Loriana writes contemporary romance and loves to create stories about countries, cities and people that inspire her.




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The Fury of Angels by Julian M. Coleman

Title: The Fury of Angels
Series: The Damned Reflections Trilogy #1
Author: Julian M. Coleman
Genre: Historical Romance/Women’s Fiction
Release Date: January 25, 2021
Cover Design: BookArsha



Sammy is a prep school kid struggling with teen love and bullying. Sara is a shaman’s daughter, an outcast and a sociopath. The princess and the warrior are identical best friends surviving in different centuries. They are also ruthless killers doomed to immortality.





Julian M. Coleman is a wife, mother and grandmother who enjoys reading, gardening and running as well as writing horror novels from her home in Richmond, Virginia. She is a diehard Stephen King/Anne Rice fan and wasn’t surprised when her first trilogy won a Best Paranormal/Horror award.



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Dekon by Kate Rudolph


 He’s found his mate, but he can’t have her.
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She’s sick of waiting.
Manda knows she has a mate out there. Somewhere. But Deke took off four years ago, afraid to face the potential connection between them. What was supposed to be a short trip has turned into a multi-year voyage. She’s done waiting. Her mate is out there somewhere and she’s ready to find him.

He found his mate, but he can’t have her.
Four years ago the denya bond ignited and Dekon found his mate. But Manda was too young, too traumatized, and nowhere near ready for the kind of bond a Detyen male could offer. Something has been keeping him from returning to Earth. What will his denya say when she sees the man he’s become?

Dekon is an action/adventure alien romance featuring fated mates, space ships, and a whole lot of heart!

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Give Way

Title: Give Way

Author: Valentine Wheeler

Publisher: NineStar Press

Release Date: 01/04/2021

Heat Level: 3 – Some Sex

Pairing: Male/Male

Length: 31400

Genre: Contemporary, LGBTQIA+, MM romance, men over 40, second chances, sexual discovery, interracial romance, retiree, mail carrier

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Kevin McNamara’s life after retirement is…fine. He has friends, a few consulting gigs, and an ex-wife he’s finally on good terms with. But when he meets an intriguing stranger–a rarity in close-knit Swanley, Massachusetts–in his apartment lobby, he can’t stop thinking about him or about the unexpected attraction that knocked him flat. Awais Siddiqui never thought he’d want to come back to his childhood hometown, but when his grandmother falls ill, he’s the only one who can move back to help. Awais figures he’ll be back in a big city soon enough–but then a silver fox on his route catches his eye. It’s never too late to accept a second chance at love.

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Give Way Valentine Wheeler © 2020 All Rights Reserved Kevin McNamara was not having a good day. As he trudged up the street toward his block, his building loomed ahead, five stories of forbidding concrete. His kids kept telling him he had to find a nicer apartment–he’d only meant for this one to be a stopping place after the divorce, but here he was fifteen years later, solidly into his retirement, still crammed into his tiny two-bedroom. It was fine. He didn’t have to mow a lawn, and most of the other residents were older people or divorced dads, so he fit right in. A few kids visited their fathers on weekends and livened things up, and it was close enough to downtown that he could walk to get whatever he needed. On less soggy, snowy days, a stroll home was appealing, but not after a four hour transit meeting in Boston and with gray slush soaking into his loafers. As he pulled his keys from his pocket in the vestibule, ready to open the door to the lobby, tires crunched on the asphalt outside and he turned to see a mail truck pulling up. He pushed open the vestibule door and got ready to greet Doris–she’d been his mail lady for ten years, so she deserved a smile even if Kevin’s toes were numb. But instead of his compact, South Asian mail lady, he was surprised to see a man in a postal uniform standing on the sidewalk, tall, dark, and–well, attractive. He was staring at the front of the building, glancing down at the mail in his hands and back up again. “Hi,” said the man. “This is 210 Washakum Avenue, right?” Kevin nodded. “Yes, the two fell off the sign last week and nobody’s been by to fix it.” He wasn’t sure why he’d felt the need to explain and wished he hadn’t. The man grinned, showing very white, very even teeth. They looked even brighter against his short beard and light brown skin, which even in December was a few shades warmer than Kevin’s ever got. “Great. I’ve got a couple packages here, and I really didn’t want to leave them out in all this wet.” “Yeah,” said Kevin. “Um.” He glanced behind him at the door to his building’s lobby, feeling unaccountably flustered. “Doris usually leaves them inside. Is she not in today?” The man nodded. “She took the day off, so I’m helping out. I can’t believe they approved the time. December’s usually a no-go for leave, you know? Busiest season for Santas like me and Doris.” “I bet.” Kevin pushed the door open. “Here, I won’t let the door lock you out.” “Oh, I’m sure Doris left me a key somewhere,” said the man. “Don’t want to hold you up. I’m helping deliver packages for my overtime, and I’m still learning the town.” He paused. “I’m Awais, by the way.” “Kevin,” said Kevin. “And it’s fine. I’m happy to hold the door. I’m in no rush.” “McNamara? Kevin McNamara, is that right?” asked Awais. “How did you guess?” Awais grinned again, this time showing a dimple in one cheek, barely visible under his close-trimmed beard. “You’ve got a package, man.” Kevin swallowed as Awais gathered a tub of packages in his arms and brushed past him into the lobby. The door wasn’t wide and neither was the lobby. He set the tub on the floor and knelt beside it. His slacks hugged his thighs: they seemed tighter than the usual postal cut as he bent over. And was the foyer suddenly warm? “Let’s see.” Awais dug in the tub, setting a few packages aside. Kevin stood awkwardly, still holding the door. Dropping it would be rude, and it would trap them together in the small space, but he’d been holding it open for what felt like a long time. “Okay. Here we go!” He pulled out a large manila envelope, stacked the rest of the packages back in the tub, and rose to his feet gracefully. He was slender, Kevin noticed, but his shoulders were broad enough that the small space was awkward with both of their nearly six foot frames crowding it. “Here,” said Awais, holding it out. Kevin took it. His fingers brushed Awais’s, shockingly warm against his own chilled ones. “Thanks,” he said, putting a bit of his usual charm in his smile. He knew the effect it had on people, and maybe it would counteract the incredibly weird impression this guy was getting of him. Awais smiled back. “No problem. Gift for the wife?” Kevin blinked. “Um, no,” he said, flummoxed. “I’m single.” Divorced, he’d meant to say. But it was too late to correct himself without drawing attention to it. Awais’s eyes widened for the briefest moment, then his smile stretched even further. He winked. “Well, the ladies are missing out then.” He slung his satchel back over his shoulder, brushing past Kevin again where he was standing, still holding the door like a chump. He smelled like snow and woods and a little bit of sweat. Kevin decided to pretend he hadn’t just smelled the guy. He couldn’t help it in the hot, steamy foyer. Through the glass, Awais climbed back in his truck, slid the door closed, waved, and pulled away. Kevin looked down at the envelope. He didn’t even remember what he’d ordered. He took a step backward and winced at the squelch. He’d completely forgotten about his soaked shoes.

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Valentine is a latecomer to writing, though she’s always been a passionate reader. Through fanfiction she found her way to an incredible community of writers who’ve taught her to love making stories. When she isn’t writing, she’s making bad puns, yelling about television, or playing with her small child. Her life’s ambition is to eat the cuisine of every single country. Follow Valentine on Twitter

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NEVER GOT OVER YOU by S.L. Scott

Release Date: January 14

Cover Designer: RBA Design

Photographer: Regina Wamba

Models: Claire & Noah Villalobos


The universe shifts, and our stars realign.


I’d sworn off men. And then I met Nick Christiansen.

Technically, I fell for him, literally, the moment I landed in his quarterback-sized arms and looked into those soulful eyes. I blame the rum. Or was it tequila? 

Spoiler alert: It was those delectable dimples.

Either way, Nick was stupidly handsome and ridiculously charming. He held me like he cared and listened to me like I mattered. Captivated by great conversation and rock-hard abs, Nick had me reconsidering the “No Men” promise I’d made myself.

I still regret walking away the next day.
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I can’t stop thinking about the one who got away. But then I run right into Natalie St. James. 

She’s still unwittingly gorgeous, if not more so, and as wildly quirky as I remember.

Sidebar: She’s on a date.

What do I expect? For her to still be thinking about me? 

I still regret what happens next. 

We didn’t get the love story we deserved the first time, then I screwed up our second chance. When the universe shifts and our stars realign, is the third time a charm? 

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Meet S.L. Scott

New York Times and USA Bestselling Author, S. L. Scott, was always interested in the arts. She grew up painting, writing poetry and short stories, and wiling her days away lost in a good book and the movies.

With a degree in Journalism, she continued her love of the written word by reading American authors like Salinger and Fitzgerald. She was intrigued by their flawed characters living in picture perfect worlds, but could still debate that the worlds those characters lived in were actually the flawed ones. This dynamic of leaving the reader invested in the words, inspired Scott to start writing with emotion while interjecting an underlying passion into her own stories.

Living in the capital of Texas with her family, Scott loves traveling and avocados, beaches, and cooking with her kids. She’s obsessed with epic romances and loves a good plot twist. She dreams of seeing one of her own books made into a movie one day as well as returning to Europe. Her favorite color is blue, but she likens it more toward the sky than the emotion. Her home is filled with the welcoming symbol of the pineapple and finds surfing a challenge though she likes to think she’s a pro.

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