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The Psychopath and the Girl in Black Prada Shoes, Part I

Fiction, Drama

Publisher: Xlibris

Mary, is an established woman. Her lifespan is a petrifying mess. This is about dating a truly creepy sociopath, one who swindled himself through life. A self-absorbed, lying person using people. He presents himself with a public persona of normalcy. She could not see what lay behind the dark shade of Drake Lucifer Bates. He was inappropriately flirting with her; he was a doctor and she was his patient. During a treatment session, he goes too far. Does he get hard when he treats patients? It was too late for her to escape. 

 Unintended she becomes captured in his mean spider web. Drake won her compassion with his enormous intellect and glimmering charm. Something vastly magical happened around him. She begins a passionate love affair with him. Their life seemed blissful on the outside. Behind his malicious plan, it was chilling. 

 Trusting him with her fragile life, she don’t see he is like Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde. Believing him was fatal. Swindle wealthy patients, was his primary target. His manipulative behavior and scams, ends disastrous for Mary. She is a character in his horror movie. He sinks into his mania of deceives and lies. He is a predator! She don’t know anything about psychopaths. How does she figure out what she can expect from such people? Her life was never the same, but she learned from his evilness.

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The Psychopath and the Girl in Black Prada Shoes – Part 2

Publisher: Xlibris

Part 2 presents the continuation of the maliciously agenda of Doctor Bates and will leave you in a trance of shock with its vigorous narrative. A moment ago, it seemed, it was yesterday full of happiness. Tomorrow it is a matter of survival for Mary as her life is on the brink of insanity to her Knight in Shining Armor. Loving him was all she ever had.

As she meets Drake again she becomes a slave in the madness of love. Before Mary notice the dangerous life, she gets deeply trapped in Drake’s dodgy mesh. It’s too late for her to escape. Fraud, lies, dominance, torment and the complexity of an abusive relationship evolve, and will unexpectedly be a new part of Mary’s life. Drake’s sinister betrayal sneaks slowly in as he lures Mary like a ravenous wolf in sheep’s clothing.

Mary will experience love, hatred and deception; however, will she continue to be Drake’s victim in his mystiques and hefty deceptions he gets during the nights? On the outside, it seems Drake is loving and has a high IQ, above normal. On the inside, he is a devious psychopath. The story will drastically unfold to a complexity of a love drama, crime, fraud and Drake’s delusions of grandeur.

At a secluded area outside Hong Kong, the mafia attempt to kill Drake. We will follow the two sweethearts in how they try to escape from the difficulties with the Asian Mafia. With lightning speed, three creepy guys and the mafia boss run into the Hotel to search for Drake.

Not only once, but several times the two lovebirds are on the run in the shadowy darkness of the night, because Drake steal and frauds his business associates.


About the Author

M. L. Stark has been married for over 20 years and has adult children and grandchildren. She based certain elements of the story on real-life events. When Stark was middle-aged, she underwent a divorce and met a new man who mentally abused her. These experiences and her survival have empowered her to write stories about surviving cruelty and abuse.

“I am telling the story not of what I thought I was meant to be born into, but as the survivor I have become after abuse. I am also hoping to connect with people and deter them from facing a toxic relationship in their lives by sharing my own real-life events.” Stark says.

M. L. Stark dares to discuss what it is like to be in an abusive relationship, and shows the power in embracing the experience, prevailing and ultimately recovering from the abuse, escaping the psychopath and helping others tap into their empathy and prevail over similar hazards.

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Author: L.C. Son
Title: Untamed: A Beautiful Nightmare Story
Standalone in the Beautiful Nightmare series
Genre: Dark Fantasy Romance
Cover Designer: RMGraphX
Undeniably Female. Unquestionably Feral. Unquenchably Famished.

It’s been twenty years since Chartreuse Grenoble witnessed not only the burning of her sister at the stake for claims of witchcraft but the great all-consuming fire of New Orleans. When the enigmatic, pure blood Altrinion-Vampire, Dalcour Marchand rescues her from fleeing her family’s doomed state, she has no idea she is nothing more than a bartering tool for his wretched brother, Decaux.

But she has other plans. She has no desire to be used or controlled.

Forging her own dark alliances, Chartreuse defies not only the will of men but the supernatural balance itself in her blood-thirsty quest to avenge what matters most.


*Warning– This book contains mature material not suitable for readers under 18 years old. Topics such as rape, abuse, prostitution, racism, and misogyny are vividly depicted in this book and may trigger sensitivities of some readers.*
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Raven’s Call

Title: Raven’s Call

Author: Jaxon Altieri

Publisher: Self-Published

Release Date: September 15, 2021

Heat Level: 1 – No Sex

Pairing: Male/Male

Length: 29 pages

Genre: Romance, Fantasy, Young Adult, Paranormal, shifter, urban fantasy

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Ren finds more to life in the city that never sleeps than working at his uncle’s Shinto temple. And one of those things is trouble. Ren finds himself in hot water with a local motorcycle club, and they’re out for blood. When it seems like it can’t get any worse, a cry for help echoes inside Ren’s mind. At the other end of the call, Ren finds Devon, a powerful telepath known as an Esper. He just so happens to be under attack by the same motorcycle club that wants Ren dead. Despite the risk, Ren saves the day. Though their connection was strong, Ren finds that there is more to Devon than meets the eye. Now, the fire that burns inside of him is yearning for release. Ren and Devon realize they have only each other with dark magic, a curse, and a murderous motorcycle club on their heels. As time ticks away, both men need to use their powers in ways they never thought they would. If not, they risk losing the connection—and love—that has grown between them.


The air chilled my skin as I raced my 1941 Indian Motorcycle through Times Square without a thought to other traffic or even law enforcement. Breaking the law exhilarated me, even in such a small way. Freedom. It felt like there were no constraints on me as I drove through my hometown with reckless abandon. A car skidded to a stop, its horn blaring as the driver yelled a stream of profanities in my direction. I smiled as I rode past. I lacked any fucks to give at the moment. The traffic could wait for me. Living in a city that never sleeps, there was still traffic at night. Nowhere near as much as during the day, but enough that I should pay more attention. Becoming roadkill didn’t appeal to me, but the thrill of the ride was like a drug. I enjoyed the cool air on my face and the way the city blurred past me in all its neon rush. This is life. Sitting up, I gave my back as good of a stretch as possible and let the city fly past me. Everything came as a blur in my vision, and my heart raced with excitement. If only I could ride forever and never have to look back. Ahead of me, the traffic light turned yellow, causing me to slow, but not too much. I was far from wanting to stop. As I approached the intersection, neon lights shone with life on billboards. Signs for decadent entertainment advertised triple x movies. Large screens came alive with bold ads for the latest soda and Hollywood film. All promised the same thing, an escape from the drudgery of time. The red light popped up ahead of me, and I skidded to a stop that caused a few hookers to raise an eyebrow. Shit, this was going to take a while. I had time to spare since I wasn’t going any-where, but I was impatient, and the traffic lights irritated me. I moved my riding goggles up and around my helmet. The city lived and breathed with its skyscrapers, people, and lights that lit up the night sky. I took it all in. The people, the bright lights, the traffic, and even the smell of rubber, exhaust, and the city itself filled my senses with pleasure. I loved this town. You could get anything here. If not for free, then for a bit of cash or even love. Not that I would pay for that sort of thing. Money can’t buy the real thing anyway, and what you could rent for a few hours involved a trip to the free clinic for a shot of penicillin. I was content to wait till my heart led me to the one it needed. No matter who it was, I knew my heart would recognize him. Yeah, I’m gay, but that’s the least of my secrets. If anybody asked, I’d be honest. I didn’t wear my sexuality on my sleeve. Being Japanese-American made it challenging to be out and proud. My culture is conservative. My parents were dealing with it well. At least, my mom was, but my sexuality was far from their biggest concern. Like I said, that’s the least of my secrets. Early in life, I had a way of making things catch on fire. My mother, in all her superstitious beliefs, thought our ancestors had cursed me. It took a trusted Shinto priest to calm her nerves and let her know what her son had was a gift from our ancestors. It didn’t stop her worries, since normal childhood tantrums never lead to pyrotechnics. My father forced me to serve at the shrine on top of an apartment complex to help control my fire-starting abilities. He hoped it might “cure me of my gayness,” as my father put it. Working in the shrine didn’t help cure my sexuality, but it taught me discipline and control. I learned a lot of great karate that I wouldn’t have if I had a normal upbringing. The control eased my parents’ minds, but deep down, my power still scared them. With time comes change, I know, but no one else in the family knew about my pyrokinesis until then. That didn’t bother me so much since I never talked to them. Such is life and family tradition. Even a tree bends to the wind. Speaking of the wind, the light on the other avenue turned yellow as the traffic light danced in the breeze with the others. I set my goggles back over my eyes. It was time to ride. I took off as soon as the light turned green. There was no time to waste. This was the one time of day I had to myself. I spent my days adulting, throwing fish at the market in the mornings, followed by strict katas at the shrine under the watchful eye of my sensei. He oversaw my shrine training with a bamboo stick. The sting reminded me of the mistakes I made. Just the memory of it was enough to make me wince. It wasn’t horrible or even abuse, and I rarely got it anymore. I was a man now, and usually, my uncle put me to work doing menial chores instead of giving me a crack of the bamboo. I didn’t mind the chores. Sensei was getting old and didn’t get around as much as he used to. He was an outstanding teacher and had my full respect and love. I loved him like a father. Unlike the memory of the whip, the thought of my sensei made me smile. He, along with my father, made me into the man I am today. The instruction from both of them kept me out of trouble—for which I will be forever grateful. The government could’ve targeted my pyrokinesis, or it could have gotten me killed. I would not allow that; we were the keepers of so many secrets. There were times the pressure made me think my skull would explode. The power that burned inside me needed an occasional release. Even setting a piece of paper on fire helped ease the pressure. Sometimes it needed more, but those instances became less and less as I gained more control. All those times of meditation at my uncle’s temple helped me a lot. Now, calling a small flame in the palm of my hand or lighting a candle with a thought was easy. Burning down a building was also an option, but not one I considered. Help me.


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Jaxon Altieri is a half-human, half-dragon of Italian descent out to overthrow the world of LGBT publishing. He is also a writer of gay romance and erotica who specializes in pervy erotic cowboy scenes and over the top action sequences that may be too much for romance or erotica. As a resident of Colorado with a history of writing weird shit and with a degree in business and IT, Jax hopes to enjoy his writing career to its full extent. When he’s not writing, he’s playing with his dogs, listening to metal, or trying to get in his partner’s pants. Oh, he also takes Krav Maga and loves Sci-Fi stuff.

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Running on Diesel by Melissa Foster

Running On Diesel  by Melissa Foster is now live!

He's secretive and broody. She's untrusting and sassy. Sparks don't just fly, they ignite in this sinfully sexy story.

A funny, sexy, and emotionally riveting standalone contemporary romance by New York Times bestselling author Melissa Foster. RUNNING ON DIESEL is the perfect love story for those who enjoy fiercely loyal and insanely sexy alpha heroes, smart, sassy heroines, strong family bonds, bikers, babies, and more!

Desmond "Diesel" Black is a Nomad with the Dark Knights motorcycle club. He protects others with his life and always rides alone. Tracey Kline left the only family she had for a man who broke more than her spirit, leaving her untrusting and on her own. When a twist of fate reveals pieces of the other no one else sees, will they be able to help each other mend their past hurts and learn to trust the chemistry and connection that's too strong to deny?

The Whiskeys are perfect beach reads with depth of story, strong family ties, and a wealth of emotions. Small town love stories with happily ever afters guaranteed. The Dark Knights motorcycle club is not a typical MC book. These bad-boy bikers are tough, but they have hearts of gold…and they're not afraid to use them.

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Melissa Foster is a New York Times, Wall Street Journal, & USA Today bestselling and award-winning author of more than 100 novels. She writes sexy and heartwarming contemporary romance and women's fiction with emotionally compelling characters that stay with you long after you turn the last page. Melissa's emotional journeys are lovingly erotic, always family oriented, and feature fiercely loyal heroes, smart, sassy heroines, and complex relatable issues. Melissa enjoys chatting with readers and book clubs. Send her an email invitation to your next event!
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Love ignites…behind the wheel.

Behind the Wheel, an all-new emotional standalone romance from USA Today bestselling author Renee Harless is available now!

From burning up the pavement to burning up the sheets, Noah Langley knows the kind of reputation he has. When a freak accident leaves him seeking anonymity, he finds himself licking his wounds and pride in Carson, North Carolina. Unfortunately, his case of bad luck has just begun.

Working as a mechanic is in Tate Mitchell’s blood, even though her dream has her spending her free time pushing her limits around the track. A rush job for a tourist has her coming face to face with her teenage crush and the man that ruined her life, Noah Langley.

But, it’s not until their lives are threatened that Noah and Tate have to face the reality that falling in love may be just the start of the race.

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Knowing that she needed to call Noah, Tate walked sullenly to her office and closed the door. She knew the call and meeting were going to be awkward considering the way she had stormed away, but it wasn’t her fault that she had a temper that fired up with the slightest flicker. She had inherited that trait from her father, though Tate had never seen her parents argue. But she had witnessed her father go off on one too many employees.
Logging onto the computer, Tate pulled up Noah’s file and stared at the cell phone number listed. If she was a vindictive woman, she could easily give that number out to all of the celebrity gossip sites. The women would have a field day with that information. But she needed to be professional. After all, this was a job, and she needed to act like the businesswoman that her uncle had trained her to be.
Scrolling through her part’s dealer site, Tate made a list of costs and then tallied up expected hours of labor. She was happy with the cost, but she knew it would be pocket change to Noah.
Taking a deep breath, Tate dialed the number on Noah’s record then not-so-gently placed her head on the desk as the phone rang. The three rings took an agonizingly long time until Tate almost considered hanging up, but as the voicemail clicked over, she decided that she could leave a proficient message.
“Mr. Langley, this is Tate Mitchell with Tate’s Auto body. I was calling to discuss your vehicle. If you could return our call at your earliest convenience, it would be much appreciated. You can call us back at 555-9073 and ask for Tate. Thank you.”
She thought she’d feel a sense of peace and relief having got the call out of the way, but instead, she felt. . .anxious. Even though Noah pushed every one of her buttons, she knew that he wasn’t the only reason that she lashed out at him. There were years of anger simmering below the surface and every time he egged her on, that anger would explode like a small volcano. Tate worried about what it would take for a full-fledged eruption that would shake her to her core.
Not sure what to expect, Tate hung around her office for another five minutes to see if he would call back immediately. She was one of those people that screened her calls and assumed most people did the same. But when no calls came through after five minutes, Tate went back out to the shop to finish up a few of the jobs they had before the weekend.
Right before they were scheduled to close up the shop, Tate was called to tow a car that had been in a head-on collision about thirty minutes from town. She left Beau and Hugh to close things down and went to pick up the vehicle.
By the time she returned to the garage, the sun was setting over the mountain range. It was Beau’s weekend to handle the shop, something each of them rotated, and she had been looking forward to getting in some laps this evening, but she knew she could always put it off until the following day.
Backing the truck into the lot, Tate lowered the vehicle off the flat bed, wincing as the truck emitted a loud beeping sound. The car she had picked up had a crushed front end, but it was drivable enough that Tate could move it into one of the open bays so that she could do a value assessment.
She wanted nothing more than to head home and relax in the claw foot tub that came with the cabin, but instead, she was going to spend the next couple of hours assessing the car’s damages.
It was a hot and humid night in the garage, so Tate opted to keep the bays open and run the fans. She wished that she had the funds to fix the AC, but it was either call the repair man or pay Hugh. And paying her friend was a top priority. She was lucky that neither employee complained about the heat.
Finding the radio stored in the corner of the room, she turned it on and found a local rock station to blare through the speakers. At least the stereo could drown out the sound of her growling stomach.
Tate had just popped the hood to the car when she heard a throat clear from behind her. Not sure what to expect, she spun around with a wrench clenched tightly in her fist only to face Noah.
“What do you want?” she growled. Tate wasn’t even sure why she was immediately angry at the sight of him. Maybe it was from their argument earlier, or it could be from her memories surging forward.
“Sorry. I had a message to call you to speak about my car and I figured I would see if you were still down here before I waited until the morning.”
“I made that call like four hours ago.”
“Yeah, sorry. I was at the hospital to meet baby Bella before they were sent home.”
She almost felt bad knowing he wasn’t off somewhere doing the playboy things he was notorious for, but he was visiting his friend’s family.
They stared at each other and Tate felt a spark of electricity detonating between them. She could almost see each flicker and glow of the current. It was indescribable and also terrifying.
“My car?” he asked and Tate gawked at him in confusion until it finally registered that he wasn’t here for her; he was here for his car.
“Yes. So, we had spoken about the power steering rack and hydraulic leak.”
“I recall,” he said and Tate continued.
“Well, I took it apart to investigate further so I could determine what parts to replace. From what I could tell, the seal in the hydraulic pump is missing.”
“Missing?” he said in confusion.
“Yeah, missing. When was the last time you had it checked over for maintenance?”
“I got a once over from our team mechanic a month ago.”
“Is there a reason he would try to remove the seal for any reason?”
Noah took a menacing step toward her, and for the first time, she actually feared being alone with him.
“Noah,” she said, holding up her hands to keep him at bay.
“Tell me, Tate. Are you accusing my team mechanic. . .the man that has been like another father figure to me, the man that taught me how to drift a car, the man that gave me the actual birds and bees talk. . .of deliberately removing the seal on the hydraulic pump to. . .what? Damage my car?”
“No, I wasn’t implying-” Tate tried to explain, but Noah stepped closer, moving into her personal space and damn if she didn’t take a deep breath, the smell of his cologne soothing her nerves. She should have been scared, but she was the opposite; she felt alive.
“You were.”
Tate reached out and placed her hand against his chest. Wrong move as the heat from his skin sifted through his Henley shirt onto her palm.
“Noah, I wasn’t-” Before she could utter another word, she found the hand placed on his chest cradled in his hand and pinned behind her back. He trapped her against him with his strength as his free hand reached up to cup her chin. Tate wasn’t sure what was going on, but she was powerless to push him away. “What are you. . .” she whispered before his lips captured hers.
Tate had been kissed before, but nothing like this. Noah was demanding, persistent, and all-consuming with the way his mouth melded against her. His tongue begged for entrance and her lips parted to allow his exploration. The brush of his tongue against hers felt like a wicked dance. She had never felt desire like she did at that moment.
His lips began a path of their own, leaving small nips and licks as Noah made his way down her throat. She whispered his name as her head tilted backward, eyes pinched closed. The grip he kept on her hand tightened as her free hand slipped around his waist and under the hem of his shirt, seeking the warmth of his skin.
“Noah,” she whimpered. Tate needed more from him. Her body felt as if it were on fire and she knew there was only one way to extinguish the flame. “I need you.”
He pulled his head back, gaze heated and filled with lust as he stared down at her.
“Be ready. Because once you drop that checkered flag, Tate, you’re mine. Do you understand?”
She had no words, completely enveloped in her yearning for more; Tate nodded her head in agreement.
Releasing the hold he kept on her hand behind her back, Noah skimmed his fingers up her arm until he cradled the back of her neck. With a forceful tug, he pulled her face closer to his until their noses were almost touching. A slip of paper was all that would fit between the space.
“Say it. I need to hear the words.”
Her tongue peeked out between her lips to wet the dry cushions before replying. “Take me. I’m yours.”

About Renee
Renee Harless is a romance writer with an affinity for wine and a passion for telling a good story.

Renee Harless, her husband, and children live in Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia. She studied Communication, specifically Public Relations, at Radford University.

Growing up, Renee always found a way to pursue her creativity. It began by watching endless runs of White Christmas- yes even in the summer – and learning every word and dance from the movie. She could still sing “Sister Sister” if requested. In high school she joined the show choir and a community theatre group, The Troubadours. After marrying the man of her dreams and moving from her hometown she sought out a different artistic outlet – writing.

To say that Renee is a romance addict would be an understatement. When she isn’t chasing her toddler or preschooler around the house, working her day job, or writing, she jumps head first into a romance novel.

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We the Dreamers


Children’s Fiction / Picture Book

Date Published: November 1, 2021

Publisher: Cayena Press, Inc.

We the Dreamers” describes the journey of immigrating to a new place through the eyes of a child. The narrative text is poetic and full of emotion. The illustrations, which seem to dance and sing, convey the story of crossing borders as a child.

This children’s picture book, told alternatively in English and in Spanish, highlights all the emotions immigrants experience throughout their journey: the characters end up feeling mystified, bemused, or even bewildered upon entering the United States.

Using colorful, imaginative illustrations and poetic narrative, “We the Dreamers” connects with its readers in an emotional and compassionate way, and it opens up the floor to holding conversations about immigration with children.

About the Author

She has a doctorate in leadership in higher education and works as a public librarian. She is the author of “Mama Tingo,” “María Montez, the Queen of Technicolor,” and “Little Giants: 10 Hispanic Women Who Made History.” “We the Dreamers” is her second fiction book for children. She lives in New York with an untamed Shih Tzu, Toby, and a much-attached Chihuahua, Maya. She spends her free time thinking (and drafting) about books to write, painting, crocheting, and crying over abused dogs.

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Historical Fiction / Biographical Fiction

Date Published: September 15, 2021

Publisher: TouchPoint Press

No one ever talks about what happened …

Summer 1971, Del Munro, a single mother of four, is struggling to make ends meet when Mother Franklin, a traveling evangelist, offers to take her daughters to the beach in Savannah.

For nine-year-old Willie June and seven-year-old Glory, restless at the end of a long, hot summer in Charlotte, it’s a dream come true. To their beleaguered mother, it’s a much-needed reprieve.

But what seemed like a blessing soon turns into a nightmare when the girls are pressed into service by the morbidly obese Mother Franklin whose needs are as outsized as her ambitions.

When the girls fail to return, Del, evasive about the details of her arrangement with Mother Franklin, panics. People begin to wonder if instead of sending her daughters on vacation, she sold them to the evangelist.

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Avery Caswell is an award-winning writer whose debut novel, Salvation, will be published on September 15, 2021. Her previous work includes a collection of short stories, MOTHER LOAD, which Kirkus called “stunning” and LUCK: A COLLECTION OF FACTS, FICTION, POETRY & INCANTATIONS, which Lee Smith said was “a feast for the eyes, the intellect, and the imagination.” She studied at Iowa Writers’ Workshop, Duke Writers’ Workshop, and holds MFAs in Creative Writing and Design.

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Hidden Deep by Trinity Wood

Title: Hidden Deep
Series: New Zealand Sailing Series #2
Author: Trinity Wood
Genre: Contemporary Sports Romance
Release Date: September 15, 2021

New Zealand Romance with Spice

He’s so Fine … everyone wants a piece.

Bachelor of the Year and Olympic sailor Corey Fine has just pressed the self-destruct button, and he’s going down.

Psychologist Tayla spends more time rescuing lost causes than following her own dreams.

When heartbreaker Corey Fine meets his match in straight-talking Tayla, their love is no smooth sailing. Buckle up for a bumpy ride… to search for what’s Hidden Deep.

This book has it all:
cinnamon roll hero
curvy pink-haired heroine
some knots
a whole lot of steam

HIDDEN DEEP is the second book in the New Zealand Sailing series, and can be read as a stand-alone. In the City of Lovers, HEA is guaranteed.

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Kiss & Tell Anthology

An Amaryllis Media Anthology 

Title: Kiss & Tell: A limited-edition new adult college romance collection


Mandy Melanson, & Colleen Key, H.M. Shander, C.A. King, Sofia Aves, Lizzi Stone, Kari Shuey,

Kira Cunningham, Amy Stephens, Sienna Grant, Ainsley Jaymes, Corinne M Knight

Lynn Stevens, Sarah Peis, Sunny Abernathy, TB Mann, Rachel A. Smith

Krista Ames, Danielle Jacks, C.N. Marie & Lizzie James, Samantha Baca, Zepphora,

Maci Dillon, Lissa Lynn Thomas, Adina D. Grey, Jennifer Sucevic,

LJC Fynn & Hope Sherrill, Leanne Davis, Kaye Kennedy,

Lexi Noir, Rhylie Matthews, Helena Novak



What could go wrong when the good girl gets stuck with the bad boy? After all, it’s just chemistry…

This limited-edition collection takes readers on a whirlwind through new adult college romances where the good girl is stuck with the bad boy and she’s not happy about it, until their chemistry together makes her question everything she thought she knew about him.



This collection will include the following stories by the authors listed below:

Kings of Study Hall – Mandy Melanson, USA Today Bestselling Author & Colleen Key

Journey to Cheshire Bay – H.M. Shander, USA Today Bestselling Author

The Science Club – C.A. King, USA Today Bestselling Author

Study Games – Sofia Aves

Guarded – Lizzi Stone

What I Love about You – Kari Shuey

Making the Grade: a Woodbridge Park story – Kira Cunningham

Heartbreaker – Amy Stephens

Playing for Her – Sienna Grant

A Play called Pretend – Ainsley Jaymes

Truth or Dare – Corinne M Knight

Imperfect Chemistry – Lynn Stevens

The Tyndall Effect – Sarah Peis

The Good Girl Con – Sunny Abernathy

Ropin’ Her In – TB Mann

Right Now – Rachel A. Smith

TBD – Krista Ames, USA Today Bestselling Author

Love on Campus Radio – Danielle Jacks

Broken Lies – C.N. Marie & Lizzie James

Easy A – Samantha Baca

Tempting – Zepphora

Bad Chemistry – Maci Dillon

TBD – Lissa Lynn Thomas

Precious Soul – Adina D. Grey

Campus Legend – Jennifer Sucevic

Collision Course – LJC Fynn & Hope Sherrill, International Bestselling Authors

TBD – Leanne Davis

Rescuing Griffin – Kaye Kennedy

TBD – Lexi Noir

Loft Mechanics – Rhylie Matthews

How to Catch the Bad Guy – Helena Novak