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The Awakening by Kaylee Johnston

The Awakening
Kaylee Johnston
(A Guardian of Spirits Novel)
Publication date: February 19th 2021
Genres: Urban Fantasy, Young Adult

Not everyone wants magic.

In a world where humans hate witches, there’s no one who hates them more than Jameson Tyler – they are the reason his mother and little sister are dead. Then one morning, he wakes to find those he’s hated for his entire life are now his only hope to understanding his new identity, his new life…as a witch.

Jameson has to get to the witch’s side of town – a place he’s never been and has loathed his entire life – and give up everything he’s ever known before the Witch Special Forces (WSF) captures him. On top of avoiding the WSF, when his new Headmistress attacks him, things get even more complicated.

He must accept his new fate and life before being killed, letting the Magical Community fall into the wrong hands. Can Jameson put his hatred aside or will he let his prejudice destroy them all?

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“Earth to Jameson!” Michael yelled at the top of his lungs. It caused Aaron and Jenna to look over to where we were standing. Something inside of me clicked and I took off like a shot, racing towards them. My anger continued to build as my mind raced.

Witches. On the human side of town. Witches. Here. Right here. How dare they? How dare they!

As I reached Aaron and Jenna, they were scrambling to grab their backpacks and run. I grabbed Jenna’s backpack strap and pulled, causing her to let out a yelp. As she was jerked back towards me, I reached out and grabbed her. My hand wrapped around her neck.

She gasped and dropped the backpack. The weight surprised me and I looked down at it, swinging in my hand. I looked back up at her. She was clawing at my hand, her face full of panic. Her eyes were wide and staring at me. I stared back. My fingers clawed into her neck.

I’m doing it! I’m going to kill a witch!

“You’re killing her! Let go!” Aaron yelled at me. He ran up to me, yanking on the arm holding the backpack. I glanced at him, my focus still on Jenna.

“Jameson! Let go of her!” Michael yelled. He sprinted up beside me, panting heavily.

“Why?” I asked, turning to look at Michael.

“What do you mean why? You’re going to kill her!” Michael stared at me in disbelief.

“So?” I replied. I couldn’t get myself to care about the consequences that would fall on me. All I cared about was revenge.

“Jameson, look, man. I know you. You don’t want this. Your mom wouldn’t want this,” Michael said, trying to reason with me. I looked at him, tears in my eyes.

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Broken Beginnings by J.L. Beck & C. Hallman

Broken Beginnings
C. Hallman & J.L. Beck
(The Moretti Crime Family, #2)
Publication date: February 19th 2021
Genres: Adult, Dark Romance, Romance

The night I saved her eight years ago I knew a choice had been made.

Years later and I can’t manage to let her go.

She’s barely eighteen, virginal, and kind.

Touching her would be a sin, but letting another man have her would destroy me.

Every time I close my eyes I see her, standing there, afraid, scared out of her mind because of that one fateful night.

She doesn’t know the lengths I’ve gone to protect her.

The blood spilled, the words said.

Nothing deters my obsession… it’s wrong, immoral, to follow her, and watch her at every turn but I can’t help myself.

Her safety, her life. It’s the only thing of importance to me.

When an enemy lurking in the shadows challenges that I’ll do whatever I can to protect her, even make a deal with a devil, knowing the only way out is death.

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Lucca tosses the broken plate into the sink. The sound makes me jump but doesn’t scare me as much as when I look away from the sink and find Lucca advancing toward me. I take a hesitant step back.

Instantly, I’m the prey, and he’s the hunter.

Lucca’s chest brushes against mine, and sparks of desire form low in my belly. I lick my bottom lip, wondering what it would be like to kiss him or if he would kiss me back? I’m so caught up in him, in his scent, his body, what I want him to do to me, that I lose focus for a moment. I can’t let the lust drive me alone.

Dark blue eyes pierce my own, and I break the connection taking a step back, putting a breath of space between us. It’s hard to show him my anger when he’s this close.

“I will not be your prisoner here. I will not be trapped in that bedroom. I’m an adult, but more than that, I’m a human being, not an animal you can keep in a cage.”

“I don’t care how old you are and what you think is best for you…” His voice is deep and soft, causing me to look up from his chest and directly into his eyes. His gaze has softened to a dull knife, and for once, in all the time I’ve known him, I feel like I’m seeing him, the real him, for the first time. His thumb brushes against the apple of my cheek, his touch making my skin heat. “Your age doesn’t stop me from protecting you, nor does it stop me from locking you up in that bedroom and keeping you there until you learn to listen to me.”

Author Bio:

J.L. Beck is a USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR, she has written over fifty different romance novels. She started her journey of writing back in 2014 and hasn’t slowed down a second since then.

She’s captivated by real romance, and loves reading about strong “ALPHA” males, as well as sassy heroines that know or may not know what they want. She is best known for delivering a happily ever after but has ended things on a cliffhanger a time or two.

When she’s not typing away at her next book you can find her being a mom to her two adorable kiddos and wife to her high school sweetheart.

She’s obsessed with Starbucks, social media, and is definitely more of a dog person than cat.

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Born and raised in Germany, Cassandra moved to the United States when she was eighteen. She always had a love for reading, that love slowly transpired into writing. She put fingers to the keyboard and started writing about the dark side of romance.

Cassandra is one half of the international bestselling author duo Beck & Hallman, who are most knows for the writing the Northwood University series.
The pair also write under the pen name Jenna Reed.

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Title: Gravebriar
Author: Casey L. Bond
Genre: YA Epic Fantasy
Editor: Stacy Sanford/ The Girl with the Red Pen
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Blurb by: The Blurb Doctor
Cover Designer: Melissa Stevens/ The Illustrated Author Design Services
Publication Date: March 19th, 2021
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Sometimes witches hunt their own…


Someone knows my secret and they’re wielding it as the weapon of my execution. I stand accused of poisoning my Gravebriar coven mate. To my fatal regret, I can’t prove my innocence without revealing the truth I’ve long kept hidden: while every other Gravebriar witch are green witches and healers, my magic lies in poisons.


There is one witch who believes me – the same boy who was sent to kill me with instructions to pluck the briars that sprouted from my grave – the only cure for a Gravebriar witch. Forge Silverthorn will be my undoing… or my salvation.


He claims there is a malicious plot vining through the witch town of Cauldron that threatens to tighten around my throat in a deadly noose. Promising I can escape by seeking the help of a banished witch who hides our kind in plain sight, he leads me to a dark circus full of witches.


The ringmaster will only help us if we agree to join his circus of uncanny tricks and diabolical feats for two nights only, using our magic to thrill his patrons. In exchange for our participation under the big top, he’ll divulge the information I need to save my coven mate and clear my name.


But when dark secrets emerge from the shadows of this promised sanctuary, I’m forced to decide if I can truly trust anyone, especially Forge… my would-be executioner, my coven’s sworn enemy, and my could-be love.  



Praise for Gravebriar:


 “Spellbinding and rich, Gravebriar is a wildly creative, witchy journey.” 

– Heather Lyons, author of The Collectors’ Society


“Casey L. Bond seamlessly weaves a world of magic, intrigue, betrayal, and wonder that you’ll never want to leave, and characters that will become dear to your heart!” 

– USA Today bestselling author C.L. Cannon


“Cracking open the pages of Gravebriar was like stepping into a world where witches roamed and magic abounded. I never wanted to leave.”  

– Christy Sloat, bestselling author of The Librarian Chronicles


“Casey L. Bond weaves an enchanting world filled with magic and intrigue. Gravebriar is spellbinding and romantic, and will keep you turning the page until the end.” 

– USA Today bestselling author Ali Winters

Casey Bond lives in West Virginia with her husband and their two beautiful daughters. She likes goats and yoga, but hasn’t tried goat yoga because the family goat is so big he might break her back. Seriously, he’s the size of a pony. Her favorite books are the ones that contain magical worlds and flawed characters she would want to hang out with. Most days of the week, she writes young adult fantasy books, letting her imaginary friends spill onto the blank page.

Casey is the award-winning author of When Wishes Bleed, Things That Should Stay Buried, and With Shield and Ink and Bone.

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Fractured Dreams by L.M. Dalgleish

Title: Fractured Dreams
Series: Fractured Rock Star Romance
Author: L.M. Dalgleish
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: February 19, 2021
Cover Design: Wildheart Graphics

Rock stars break hearts

It’s a lesson Eden Taylor just learned the hard way. Leaving town to stay with her brother should have been the perfect way to escape the pain of her breakup, but she wasn’t expecting to end up sharing the house with her brother’s best friend—Fractured’s lead guitarist, Tex McLain.
She wasn’t expecting to notice how sexy he is… or to start craving his touch.
And she absolutely wasn’t expecting to forget the lesson she only just learned…

Tex is getting tired of the casual hookups that come with the rock star lifestyle—been there, done plenty of that. He’s looking for someone he feels a connection with—a spark.
Just his luck when he finally feels it, it’s with the one woman he can’t have.
Eden’s too young for him—too bright eyed and full of dreams. Not to mention his best friend’s little sister.
He needs to stay away…

Tension simmers, lines are crossed, and soon there’s no turning back.
But it’s true that rock stars break hearts.
Sometimes…it’s their own.

Tex turned to Noah, who was sitting next to him, a drink in one hand and the other unconsciously tapping out the rhythm of the music on his thigh. “So, are you okay now with Eden staying on her own while you’re gone?”

Noah shrugged. “There’s not much I can do about it. She doesn’t want to go home, and it’s not as if I’m going to kick her out. But I worry about her, you know?”

“What exactly is it you’re worried about? The chances of anyone actually breaking into your house are pretty slim.”

Noah glanced over at where the two women were dancing. “I don’t want her on her own for so long, maybe getting lonely. I don’t think she’d do something stupid like give the ex-douche a call, but she’s hurting at the moment, and being hurt and lonely can make you do crazy things.”

“That doesn’t sound like something Eden would do, though. She doesn’t come across as the type of person to let someone walk all over her, no matter how hurt and lonely she is.”

“She’s not, normally, but I think what happened affected her more than she’s letting on; she’s been a bit off since she arrived.” Noah sighed. “Although I’ve started to realize exactly how much I don’t know about my little sister now. She was ten the last time we lived together, and I’m not a hundred percent sure how to handle grown up Eden. I realize I need to give her space, but how much?” His mouth tightened, and he nudged Tex, jerking his chin at the dance floor. “See what I mean? She’s not acting like herself.”

Tex frowned over at Eden. She was on her own now, Lexie having been distracted by Connor, who’d stalked over there and dragged her into a dark corner. Eden didn’t seem worried, her eyes closing as she tilted her head backward, her waves of blonde hair tumbling over her shoulders and down her back as she moved her body sinuously to the music. She looked beautiful—really fucking beautiful—and it was clear the men surrounding her like sharks thought so too.

As they watched, one of them decided to take a shot, stepping in close behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist. Tex could almost feel Noah’s tension vibrating in the air between them and his own muscles tightened in response. They both waited to see if she’d get rid of the man herself, but instead, she leaned back into him, eyes still closed, the corners of her lush mouth tipping up in a smile.

Anger flared in Tex’s chest as the guy’s hands went to her hips, then started sliding downward toward the hem of her short skirt, and without a word being said, both he and Noah were in motion. A few strides and they were at Eden’s side, Noah grabbing the man’s hand and pulling him away at the same time Tex caught her around the waist and hauled her against him.

Eden gasped; eyes wide as she stared up at him in confusion. “Tex?”

He frowned down at her as Noah dealt with the guy who’d been pawing at her. For a second, it appeared as if the man was going to get belligerent, before recognition lit up his face when he realized who it was that had grabbed him. “Holy shit, you’re Noah Taylor!” His eyes shifted to Tex, widening further. “And you’re Tex McLain!” When his gaze dropped to where Tex had Eden pressed against his chest, he grimaced. “Sorry man, I didn’t know she was yours.”

Eden tensed in his arms, but Tex didn’t correct the guy. If it kept the goddamn sharks away, he was happy enough for them to think whatever the hell they wanted.

L. M. Dalgleish is a life-long book lover who, as a child, used to shut herself in her bedroom with a good book and a packed lunch so she could spend all day reading. Her passion for romance novels began in the long sleepless nights following the birth of her first baby. Two more babies later and she’s still in love with strong, sassy heroines and sexy, but emotionally unavailable (at least to begin with) heroes.

She lives in Canberra, Australia, with her husband, three kids, and a very large, very fluffy dog. In her spare time, she enjoys hanging with her family, reading, eating too much pasta, and watching horror movies.

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Bachelor Swap by Lacey Black

Title: Bachelor Swap
A Bachelor Tower World Novel
Author: Lacey Black
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Melissa Gill Designs
Release Date: March 23, 2021


I’m in trouble.

On the brink of losing everything I’ve worked for, I have a choice to make. Sit back and watch it all evaporate before my eyes, or accept a deal with the devil himself, my identical twin brother, Matthew.

He has agreed to fund my floundering cattle ranch if I do three things:
  1. Oversee the redecorating of his apartment in the famed Bachelor Tower in Boston.
  2. Make sure his latest business deal proceeds without a hitch.
  3. Break up with his girlfriend, Kyla.
Seems easy enough, right?


Pretending to be my brother is hard enough, but tossing in an instant attraction to my brother’s girlfriend adds an extra layer of complication I wasn’t prepared for. All I have to do is get through three weeks portraying my brother, and I’m home free.

Shouldn’t be too hard, as long as I can keep my heart out of the deal.

*Bachelor Swap is a sexy contemporary romance addition to Ruth Cardello’s Bachelor Tower World.




Lacey Black is a Midwestern girl with a passion for reading and writing. She carries her e-reader with her everywhere she goes so she never misses an opportunity to read a few pages. Always looking for a happily ever after, Lacey is passionate about contemporary romance novels and enjoys it further when you mix in a little suspense. She resides in a small town in Illinois with her husband, two children, and a chocolate lab. Lacey loves shooting guns and should only consume one mixed drink because she’s a lightweight.


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The Priest by SR Jones

Title: The Priest
Series: Bratva Blood #5
Author: SR Jones
Genre: Mafia Romance/Organized Crime
Release Date: February 19, 2021


They call me The Priest, but there’s nothing holy about me.
Call sign: Priest
Occupation: Mercenary
Assignment: Hostage Extraction
The assignment was simple: Extract the hostage. Take out all hostiles. Relocate the hostage to a safe house.
The assignment was simple…
Until it wasn’t.
Roze is a mafia princess, but she doesn’t live in that world.
Innocent, young, and naïve, she’s become mine to protect.
Just a broken girl looking for some humanity, and a man with nothing left to give.
Yet, she’s the light to my dark and my soul yearns for her.
Lines are about to be crossed. Morals burned to the ground.
She’s the first thing I’ve wanted in forever, and I’m not about to walk away.
God help me.

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The air between me and my close protection officer, as he calls himself, could be on fire there’s that much heat swirling between us.

He stares at me, and emotions race through his gaze so fast I can’t catalogue them. One moment, I’m standing hand on hip, head to one side, being a bitch, and the next I’m over his shoulder, ass in the air, and his huge hand comes down on said ass in a fierce slap that rings out in the room.

I let out a high-pitched yell and start to struggle.

“What the hell?” I demand. “My father is paying you; put me down right now.”

“You asked me what I do to bratty, pushy little princesses. I’m going to show you.”

“No, you are not. Put me down.”

“Not happening.” He turns us around and walks to a desk in the corner of the room.

He places me on the floor, kicks my legs apart roughly, and orders, “Hands on the desk.”

My heart is pounding. What is this? I do it, though. I glance behind me.

“Eyes forward,” he growls, and I face front.

I do what he says like some automaton.

“Do you think you’re the one in charge here?” Priest asks me, his voice low. Deadly calm covers his skin. A shield of nonchalance against my tempestuous emotions.

I’m shaking, but I don’t hesitate to reply, “My father hired you. I can call him right now and get you taken off my protection. So, yes, I am.”

I don’t want to lose Priest. He’s the only thing in this f****d up world that makes me feel safe, so why do I keep pushing? Because you want him, and he keeps rejecting you? My inner shrink helpfully provides the answer.

“That’s not what I asked.” His voice is so damn reasonable. “What I asked is, do you really think you’re the one in charge here?”

The answer to his question is clearly, no. I’m so not in charge. Hell, how can I be when I’m clearly not in control of my own bodily responses. I shake my head, unable to admit it. My legs are trembling. Is he going to smack my ass again?

I kind of want him to.

“I tried,” he says, mystifyingly. He sighs. “Tried to be honorable, good. Do the right thing. Stay the right side of the line. You kept pushing though.”

I did, didn’t I? I’m not sorry either, if it breaks through to him.

“You don’t want to be in charge, do you?”

God help me, I don’t. I want someone to just make it all … stop. The noise in my head. The zinging damn electricity that hasn’t left me since I was taken. I want that all to stop, and I want to be pulled back into the real world. The one where there isn’t something separating me from truly being a part of the life going on around me. I can’t even decide what to wear in that stupid closet full of clothes that aren’t mine.

Should I wear the jeans and t-shirt, or the smart pantsuit? Should I call my father and ask him outright if he’s scum? Should I go back to Dubrovnik ,or start a new life somewhere like America or Canada?

Should I take my next breath?

I. Want. It. To. Stop. I want someone else to tell me what to do. For now, at least.

Eat the salad, Roze. Breathe, Roze. Drink the water, Roze. Put the pantsuit on, Roze. Go to sleep, Roze. Suck my cock, Roze.

God. I’m so screwed.

He touches me, and it is feather light. Two fingers on the pulse point on my neck. “You’re a mess. Your hearts beating so fast. Are you scared?”

Yes,” I whisper.


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The one thing my books in both genres have in common are gritty themes, and alpha heroes who are damaged but oh-so-redeemable! 

When I’m not writing, I’m either walking my dogs, drinking coffee, or watching my fave TV shows such as The Sopranos, McMafia, and Little House on the Prairie, yep I have eclectic taste!


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Vicious Oath by Zoe Blake

Title: Vicious Oath
Series: Ivanov Crime Family #2
Author: Zoe Blake
Genre: Dark Mafia Romance
Release Date: February 19, 2021


When I give an order, I expect it to be obeyed.
She’s too smart for her own good, and it’s going to get her killed.
Against my better judgement, I put her under the protection of my powerful Russian mafia family.

So imagine my anger when the little minx ran.
For three long years I’ve been on her trail, always one step behind.
Finding and claiming her had become an obsession.
It was getting harder to rein in my driving need to possess her… to own her.

But now the chase was over.
I’ve found her.
Soon she will be mine.
And I plan to make it official, even if I have to drag her kicking and screaming to the altar.
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Even in the dim moonlight, I could see the hard glint in his eyes as he advanced, his arms raised. Startled, I stumbled backward, wrapping my hands around the post at my back to steady myself, and then followed his gaze.
Horrified, I realized the rounded neckline of my gown had pushed down when he’d lifted me onto his shoulder. The curves of my br**sts were spilling over the top, and I could see the white lace edge of my bra. From my position on the bench, my chest was now practically at his eye level, completely on display.
“Christ, babygirl,” Damien growled before lunging for me.
With a squeal, I dipped under his outstretched arm and scrambled in my bare feet along the bench to the other side of the gazebo. Keeping one steadying hand on the post, I yanked up the neckline of my dress.
Once again pointing a finger in his direction, I warned, “Don’t you touch me!”
His mouth twisted in a grin. “We are long past that being an option, my malen’kiy padshiy angel.”
Since he barely remembered to feed me as a child, my stepfather definitely never took the time to teach me his native tongue. I really only knew a few curse words and the phrase useless brat in Russian.
I narrowed my gaze. “What does malen’kiy padshiy angel mean?” I asked, sounding it out phonetically.
Reaching down, Damien pinched the hem of my dress between his finger and thumb. He pulled on the pink velvet. “It means my little fallen angel.”
My cheeks flushed at the implied intimacy of such a nickname, not to mention the sexy way he’d said it.
To be honest, I had never liked the sound of the Russian language. It had always sounded course and guttural to my untrained ears, like they were grinding rocks with their teeth as they spoke. It wasn’t the same with Damien. When he spoke Russian, it was more like the low warning purr of a lion.
He twisted the excess fabric in his hand. The dress pulled tight around my hips. I resisted his tug as I clung to the post behind me. He twisted his fist again. This time the dress shifted down, once more exposing the top of my bra. Without thought, I let go of the post and flattened both palms protectively over my chest.
It gave him the perfect opportunity.
With a swift tug, he propelled my body forward, sending me crashing into his arms. It was like hitting a brick wall. Grasping his shoulders for purchase, I still couldn’t stop the momentum and slid down until my knees hit the padded bench. Now all I had to do was tilt my head upwards for my mouth to be only inches from his….
Time stood still.
I cried out and tried to escape.
Damien leaned in close, his lips caressing my ear as he whispered in a low soothing voice, “Shhh… malyshka. I won’t hurt you. Not if you give me what I want.”
I started at the double-entendre of his words.
He slipped a finger under my chin and raised my head. His eyes were such a dark blue they were practically black. They gave away nothing.
With his thumb, he caressed my lower lip. Smearing the clear shimmering gloss I had just put on. Keeping his focus on me, his hand slipped lower to the opening of my dress. He pulled on the neckline till one of the delicate buttons popped. With the dress gaping open, he could once more see the white lace of my bra.
His thumb swiped the upper curve of my right br**st, then the left, marking them with a shimmering trail of glitter from my lipstick.
I bit my lip to keep from crying out, whether from misplaced desire or fear, I had no idea.
Damien ran his knuckle back and forth over the upper swell of my left breast. He observed darkly, “In my line of work, there are so many creative ways to make a person talk.”
He pressed his hips against my body, and I could feel the push of his erect c**k against my stomach. I inhaled sharply as if pulling away from a hot brand.
He leaned his head down and whispered against my open mouth. “So. Many. Creative. Ways.”
My ears buzzed with the sound of the water lapping against the shore and my own hesitant breath. Beneath my hand, there was the steady drumbeat of his heart. My lips parted, and for a spare moment, we shared the same air.
He lifted his right arm and cradled my cheek. My skin, chilled by the night air, felt cool compared to the heat of his palm. The pad of his thumb caressed the outline of my cheekbone.
“Now tell me, who hurt you, babygirl?”
My heart skipped a beat. Part of me yearned to curl up in his arms and spill all my problems onto his big shoulders.
Twisting my head to the side, I lowered my gaze. “It’s nothing.”
Placing a finger under my chin, he forced me to turn back. “It’s far from nothing. Someone hit you. That’s not acceptable. You need to tell me who so I can deal with the matter.”
My curiosity got the better of me. “Deal with the matter? What are you going to do?”
His jaw shifted as he inhaled deeply through his nose. “That is none of your concern. Just give me the name.”
“None of my concern? You’ve got that backwards. I can’t see how any of this is your concern.”
Damien wrapped his free arm around my waist, placing his palm against my lower back and pulling me forward till his hips pressed into my stomach. He leaned down till his lips were barely a whisper from mine. “If you think that, then you haven’t been paying attention.”
His lips claimed mine.


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One More Night by M.L. Cranium

Title: One More Night
Series: One Night #2
Author: M.L. Cranium
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: February 19, 2021


It was supposed to be a one-night stand, with no strings attached. But like any good story, it ended in heartbreak. 

You don’t meet your soulmate in a bar… do you? A night well spent, followed by an unexpected day of cuddling and affection.
Something Jessica didn’t anticipate.
Lines were crossed and boundaries were blurred.
That is until Jessica hit the brakes on a blooming relationship. Jessica is heartbroken. Allen is pissed. Will she find a way to get closure?
Will he be able to forget his blonde goddess?
Or will these two lovers get another chance to spend One More Night together?


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I inhale the scent that has haunted me for two months. Strawberries. She smells like fresh strawberries.
My voice comes out gravelly when I speak to her. “Why did you do it? Just tell me why.”
She shivers when my breath passes over her neck.
“Why did I do what?” she says, confused.
My hands tighten around her biceps.
I growl in her ear, “Don’t do that. Don’t play fucking dumb with me, Jess. Tell me why you made me go away.”
Her body goes rigid, and she rips her arms out of my grasp. Her elbow slams into the wall, and she curses. With each movement, her ass presses against me more.
“Let me out of here, Allen,” she says, as she tries to twist her body so she can turn to face my direction.
I chuckle because it’s funny; she thinks I will listen to her.
“It’s not funny!” Jessica snaps.
I smirk, and tell her, “It really is. You think I’m gonna listen to you, but you’re wrong. It’s my way now, baby.”
She huffs and rolls her beautiful blue eyes at me.
She hisses, “Nothing is your way, baby! You don’t own me, Allen. I don’t owe you any explanations. And if I recall correctly, you’re the one that walked the hell out and didn’t think twice about it.”
In the process of her spewing her line of shit, her elbow flies back and connects with my stomach.
I grumble, “Stop moving.”
I place my arms around her waist to stop her movements.
“Let me go! Now!” she demands.
I grow serious, and say gruffly, “Do you know how much I want you right now?”
My hands move to her hips and I give them a tight squeeze, rasping out, “How bad I want to fuck you right here in this tiny ass airplane bathroom? The more you fight with me, the harder I get, baby.”
She releases a shaky breath as her body trembles. Jessica doesn’t say a word as I slowly glide my hands under the hem of her shirt. This wasn’t part of my plan. But fuck it. I’m drawn to her and her tight little body. I’m still mad as hell because she thinks she has the right to be pissed at me, but we can deal with that situation later. Right now, I need to touch her.
I don’t give a damn about myself. It’s all about her right now.


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Dumpster Fire by Elise Faber

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dumpster fire
1. an utterly calamitous situation
2. mismanagement for the ages
3. something very difficult no one wants to deal with
4. Rob Hansen

Rob was single.

That hadn’t been the plan. But it turned out that his plan wasn’t immune to car accidents. It couldn’t stave off death, couldn’t stop bad things from happening.

Now Carmella—his wife, his best friend, the other half of his heart—was gone. And she’d been gone long enough for the tendrils of loneliness to creep in, for him to risk dipping his toe back into the dating world. The only problem was that dating was a hell of a lot different in this world than when he’d been in college.

He wasn’t good at apps and profiles, his banter skills were rusty, and his flirting . . . well, some might say it was atrocious.

Then came high, high heels.
Then came a sharp voice with an impressive repertoire of curse words.
Then came a woman who was definitely not Carmella . . . but who might be the possibility of something more.

About the Author:

USA Today bestselling author, Elise Faber, loves chocolate, Star Wars, Harry Potter, and hockey (the order depending on the day and how well her team—the Sharks!—are playing). She and her husband also play as much hockey as they can squeeze into their schedules, so much so that their typical date night is spent on the ice. Elise changes her hair color more often than some people change their socks, loves sparkly things, and is the mom to two exuberant boys.

She lives in Northern California. Connect with her in her Facebook group, the Fabinators or email her at
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