Genre: Contemporary Romance Trope: 90’s throw-back romance, age-gap, searching for love, online dating, abandoned love
The names have been changed to protect the innocent. Though, as you’ll see, none of us were innocent.
I was part of an online community that went rogue, real world, known by your face and not just your handle.
I’d like to say I dated a few men. That would be a lie.
From the motorcycle riding cutie with the washboard abs, to the strip poker game that ended up being a night permanently burned in my brain.
I dated them all and more.
And more than one thought there should be an anonymous group to get over me.
They were all a lesson I needed to learn or at least a step toward the one I belong with.
Nobody ever said that following your heart wouldn’t take you through an obstacle course of men before you discover and could appreciate that maybe “The One” had been there all along. That the love of my life could accept everything I’d done and where it had taken me?
The fact is, he had a plan all along.
All he wanted was me.
My only goal was to have fun. I lived for the excitement and adventure. I experienced everything and everyone. It was all my journey that lead me to where I belong.
USA Today Bestselling Author Naomi Springthorp is a born and raised Southern California girl. She’s a baseball freak who supports her team all season long and blatantly admires the athletes in those pants. Music has always been part of her life and she believes everything has a soundtrack. She loves her two feline fur babies, though they’re not quite sure what to do with her.
She writes Baseball Romance, Romantic Comedies, 90s Throwback, and Contemporary Romance–all with heat and sometimes a little sweet.
Three couples find out the true meaning of unspoken love in this 4-book Boxed set.
Book 1: UNSPOKEN WORDS, a friends to lovers romance
Camryn and Jamieson have been the best of friends forever. Every important memory includes the other. Without realizing it, the love they’ve always felt for one another evolves into something more. Opportunity smiles on them and both realize this may be their only chance. When two lifelong friends are put to the test, can they come out on the other side as lifelong partners … or will those words forever remain unspoken?
Book 2: UNSPOKEN PROMISES, a second chance romance
Unspoken Promises are worse than lies. Morgan and Lincoln have been in love since high school. From the outside looking in, their relationship is perfect. One mirrored of fairytales. But behind the door, things are different. What Lincoln and Morgan don’t anticipate is that a horrific event is about to make them second-guess their wants.
Book 3: UNSPOKEN VOWS, a friends to lovers romance (Camryn and Jamie’s bonus book)
Once upon a time, a boy met a girl.
Years later, the boy fell in love with the girl.
Lucky for him, the girl fell in love with the boy, too.
Soon after, the boy asked the girl to marry him.
Seconds later, the girl said yes.
They vow to love each other now and forever. To live happily ever after because vows are never meant to be broken… even Unspoken Vows.
Book 4: UNSPOKEN FEARS, a second chance romance
In the blink of an eye, everything I loved disappeared. All it took was five horrifying words to annihilate my perfect life…and destroy my entire world.
Is it true that sometimes our lives have to be completely shaken up, so that we end up where we’re meant to be?
Can my closed-off heart learn to love again, or will it forever be bound by my Unspoken Fears?
MEET THE AUTHOR: Paralegal by day, romance genius by night! When I’m not tending to my furry children, I am seamlessly carving beautiful stories from my mind in my comfy PJs in New Jersey.
Falling in love was the beginning of her nightmare…
My husband turned into a monster the day we said I do. So I ran.
I didn’t expect his head of security to help me escape. I always thought Jude was dark and violent. Just another monster.
He’s more than that, though. He’s also my protector, watching from the shadows as I live my new life.
One day, he’ll come for me like he promised—and I’ll be ready.
Because no matter what, Jude is my monster now.
I never intended to save her. But seeing her broken was more than I could take.
Once she fell into my arms, I knew the truth.
Addie is mine.
But she looks happy with her fresh start. So I’ll stay hidden. For now.
And when my boss comes, I’ll be ready to do whatever it takes to keep her safe. Then we will be together.
Because no matter what the fairy tales say, monsters do get happily ever after endings…
Meet the Author
Tracey Jukes is a British Author from Wolverhampton in the UK. She’s a wife, mum and nanna. Her much loved family is a little crazy, but then she would argue that she is also. She loves to blast out loud music in the car and has a fetish for designer handbags.
She loves to read – especially books that involve a hot, over protective alpha with tattoos. She primarily writes edgy, addictive romantic suspense with a touch of dark romance that will leave you page flipping till the end
Snowball the Sherlock Rabbit is on the hunt again. This time, Snowball is
asked by his birdie friends for help to find their missing humans.
Snowball’s fellow rabbits join into search.
I am called Snowball The Sherlock Rabbit, after Sherlock Holmes the famous detective. In my rabbit community you could say I am, in a small way, as famous as he was. I solve crimes and mysteries. One day I was outside my rabbit house, which is cozy and just planned for me and perhaps a female rabbit. I had just decided to plant a few carrots to see if I could grow them.
About the Author
Constance Meccarello-Gerson was born in Poughkeepsie N.Y. She is a
graduate of Florida Southern College with a BA in Acting. She also attended
the American Academy of Dramatic Arts. HB Studio, Actors Studio, in
NYC. She is a member of SAG, Alpha Gamma Delta, Alpha Si Omega. Her
MFA in Acting is from Brooklyn College. She has appeared on TV, film,
and on stage in NYC. For 20 years she taught as a mentor and teacher of
English and Theatre arts for the New York City Department of Education and
for the University at Santa Cruz. She also taught for ten years as a Speech
Coordinator at Touro College. She was an executive at Bloomingdales. Her
writing as appeared in Reflections, also in the Best American Poets
series. Her Hassle High cozy mystery series is on Kindle and Amazon.
Currently she lives in NYC with her husband Alain, a parrot named Benji, and
lots of fish.
Genre/Tropes: Young Adult, Urban Fantasy, Romance / Time Travel
Release Date: July 18, 2022
Fate can be cruel
Left devastated by the attack, Erica is thrown ever deeper into the shadows of Limbo society. And she is in danger. Someone is hunting GateKeepers like her, hunting and killing them. But why?
And then there’s her family past – the one her mother’s kept hidden all her life. The one that impacts not only Erica’s future but Guy’s too. Are they ready to face their Fate?
Though, these are the least of her problems. The army of Lost Souls, led by their mysterious commander, is preparing to strike…
Welcome to Keys of Fate, Book Two in Georgiana Kent’s Soul Dominion series, where KeyMasters, quondams, and Færies collide in mankind’s fight for survival. Perfect for fans of Cassandra Clare’s The Mortal Instruments and The Dark Artifices.
This is the second part of a trilogy – one story over three books – and not a standalone book.
Georgiana Kent has always been creative and loves telling stories of fantasy worlds filled with magic, mystic and more. She is currently writing two young adult series set in her KeyMaster Chronicles universe: KeyMaster Origins and Soul Dominion are urban fantasies on an epic scale. Filled with a host of strong, diverse characters waiting for you to fall in love with.
Jason Gibbons: As
an ace sports reporter, Jason is revving up for his next big story—Ryker
Brennan, Supercross star, sexy and solid. He captivates Jason like no one else
ever has. “Despite having told myself not to get worked up, I
am. And it pisses me off. Ryker Brennan is under my skin, and nothing good
is going to come from that.”
Ryker Brennan: Motorcycles are his passion. He’s a little sweet and a heck of a
lot of wild rolled into a 250 racer who’s always primed for the next big win.
Then Jason Gibbons rolls into Ryker’s life and now his wheel’s are spinning. “I fell and got a mouth full of dirt. That’s racing. The bike
just got away from me, kind of like Jason did after that kiss. So why was I
still thinking about him?”
When life gives them a gnarly track to follow, they both have to
get dialed in for the next jump. Will they accept the challenge?
Claire Contreras has revealed the cover for Because I Want You!
Releasing: September 15, 2022
Cover Design: Hang Le Designs
From New York Times bestseller Claire Contreras comes a new, sexy standalone mafia romance novel…
Roselyn Vega – When Gabriel De Luca waltzed into the nightclub where I was bartending, looking like he’d just stepped out of the pages of GQ Magazine: Wall Street Edition, it felt like fate.
I hadn’t seen him in ten years, but it felt like no time had passed between us. He’d been my first boyfriend, and I trusted him, so when he asked me how I ended up bartending for one of the most feared crime bosses, I told him everything. After that night, he went MIA, and suddenly, I’m very concerned for both our safety.
When he finally shows up, a week later, he’s acting different, walking different, and even looks a little different, but I’m so relieved that he’s okay that I barely register those things.
A couple of nights later, when he breaks into my apartment in the middle of the night I realize that it wasn’t Gabriel who’d walked into the club the other night, but his brother. His infuriating, domineering, dangerous brother, who, unlike Gabriel, followed their father’s footsteps into the world of organized crime. He demands that I pack my bags and go with him. I refuse, fight and argue, but the thing about Dominic De Luca is that one way or another, he always gets his way.
Dominic De Luca – There’s a code between brothers. I should know. I have a lot of them.
Don’t steal from each other.
Don’t f each other’s women *without permission*.
This particular situation made that last one a little less black and white because my brother, my first best friend, the guy who shared a womb with me, failed to tell me that the bartender he’d been seeing was Roselyn Vega. Of course, he wouldn’t tell me. Now the voice message he left before he completely disappeared makes sense. “Take care of her. Don’t f her.”
Usually, that wouldn’t be a problem (read: the code), but it’s a little tricky this time. You see, Rosie was mine before he took her from me ten years ago, and many things have changed during that time. I’ve changed, my circumstances have changed, but my confounding, obnoxious crush on Rosie? Yeah, that’s still the same. He left her in my care and warned me not to do anything, but I’m not making any promises.
**Because I Want You is a complete standalone novel set in the same world as Because You’re Mine and Because I Need You
The Heist, the highly-anticipated final installment to the To Catch A Leopard Series from New York Times bestselling author M.J. Rose and international bestselling author C.W. Gortner is available now!
To catch a leopard, wear diamonds.
A year after THE BAIT, Ania Throne is on the prowl. Gone into hiding, she’s planned her next move to perfection, intent on winning her dangerous game of cat-against-cat with the Leopard. But Ania doesn’t know that even the best-laid heists have hidden flaws.
Jerome Curtis has taken a job at a Hollywood movie studio to try and put his life back together. When a familiar face from the past shows up unexpectedly, Jerome realizes that much as he’s tried to forget her, there’s no escaping Ania. And this time, what she’s about to do could be her doom.
The heist is on. Jerome must join with Ania again to bring down the mastermind thief who’s dead-set on not getting caught. Passion and vengeance collide as father and daughter bait each other in a high-stakes gambit, with Jerome caught in the middle. Because no matter how much Ania has tried to keep her lover safe, she’s only brought him back into the center of her ploy— and the Leopard intends to take full advantage of it.
From the glamour of late 1950s Hollywood to a desperate chase in the ravines of Los Angeles, two leopards must hunt each other to the end. And only one of them can bring down its prey.
THE HEIST is the thrilling conclusion in the To Catch A Leopard series, a dramatic romantic caper that began with THE STEAL and THE BAIT.
Three days before Christmas Eve, I leave my latest dead-end job standing guard at a third-tier jewelry shop, feeling like I have the snow-slush running in my veins. “Have a lovely Christmas, Mr. Curtis,” calls the pretty blond secretary, whose name I never remember. It forces me to smile and say, “Yeah, you, too.” She’s been trying for weeks to get me to take her out, not openly but in that tight-skirt-and-bend-suggestively-over-the teapot kind of way. The jeweler is closed for the holiday. He’s made his profit selling low-end watches, necklaces, bracelets, and rings that would make Ania grimace at the shoddy craftsmanship and has a family to celebrate with. His secretary is single, like me, and desperate to remedy that. I’m desperate to keep it that way. Reaching my flat in Earl’s Court involves either the smelly Tube or a crowded, sauna-like bus ride. I decide to hop the Tube to avoid arriving in my flat covered in double-decker road splash, not that anything but a very dead plant and a bottle of whiskey is waiting for me there. I stand, gripping the overhead rail as flustered last-minute Christmas shoppers shove their way in with enough Harrods gift bags to bring joy to an orphanage. Everyone looks out of sorts and on the verge of panic in the lead-up to the big event of Christmas Day. The jabbing of elbows and utterances of “Pardon me, chap” as they fill the carriage with their packages—a few with the befuddled look of belated realization regarding how much they’ve overspent—rubs my nerves raw. I need a drink. And a cigarette. And greasy fish and chips. That’s going to be my Christmas extravaganza. As I trudge out of the station toward my flat, Earl’s Court sparkles with Christmas lights, and people are either scrambling to get home with their armfuls of packages or going into the local pubs to drown their over-budget sorrows. I’d been hoping to maybe indulge my lead-up to the big event at the pub myself, but one look inside at the smoke-choked, clamoring mob, and I turn on my heel. Buying my fish and chips at a local stall, I begin eating out of the oily bag as I walk up the street to the nondescript post-war building and single-room apartment I call home. I smell the cigarette smoke before I hear the voice. The smoke is sharp in the frigid air and has a distinct American tang to it, as does the voice. “That stuff will kill you, you know. It’s batter and grease deep-fried over batter and grease.” She’s leaning against my building, her cigarette tip glowing as she takes an inhale. For a paralyzing second, through some trick of the flickering streetlamp, I think it’s Ania, and my entire body goes numb. Then I blink. Ania never smokes, and she hated it when I did. And then the woman says, “Well? Is this any way to say hi to an old friend who’s been freezing her tuchus off waiting for you?” Lauren Segal. The seafoam eyes that are always a little too direct. The mop of reddish curls, only tonight they’re groomed in a svelte swoop under her scarf. Pert nose with a smattering of freckles. Pert lips, too, very red. She always goes a little overboard on the lipstick when she uses it. “Oh, hey.” I jolt toward her, feeling like a jerk for my lack of enthusiasm. She grinds out her cigarette and gives me a smile. “Surprised to see me?” “I am.” I force a return smile, and it feels all wrong on my face, like I’ve forgotten how. “I thought you weren’t coming back here until the new year. Or did I…?” I fumble for my keys as she says, “No, you didn’t forget. I was supposed to come in February to set up advance press for The Treasure of Kilimanjaro, but we delayed the London
premiere. I have a boatload of meetings instead, so I thought I’d hop over the pond early and see my favorite stranger.”
About M.J. Rose M.J. Rose grew up in New York City mostly in the labyrinthine galleries of the Metropolitan Museum, the dark tunnels and lush gardens of Central Park and reading her mother’s favorite books before she was allowed. She believes mystery and magic are all around us but we are too often too busy to notice… Books that exaggerate mystery and magic draw attention to it and remind us to look for it and revel in it. Rose is a the Co-President and founding member of International Thriller Writers and the founder of the first marketing company for authors: AuthorBuzz. She runs the blog, Museum of Mysteries.
In 1998, her first novel Lip Service was the first e-book and the first self-published novel chosen by the LiteraryGuild/Doubleday Book Club as well as the first e-book to go on to be published by a mainstream New York publishing house. Rose has been profiled in Time magazine, Forbes, The New York Times, Business 2.0, Working Woman, Newsweek, and New York Magazine.
She has appeared on The Today Show, Fox News, The Jim Lehrer NewsHour, and features on her have appeared in dozens of magazines and newspapers in the U.S. and abroad, including USAToday, Stern, L’Official, Poets and Writers, and Publishers Weekly.
Rose graduated from Syracuse University and spent the ’80s in advertising. She was the Creative Director of Rosenfeld Sirowitz and Lawson and she has a commercial in the Museum of Modern Art in NYC.
About C.W. Gortner C.W. Gortner holds an MFA in Writing with an emphasis on Renaissance Studies from the New College of California and a degree in fashion marketing. In his extensive travels to research his books, he has experienced life in a Spanish castle and danced in a Tudor great hall. Half-Spanish by birth, his novels have been translated in over 20 languages to date.
C.W. enjoys talking to book groups. To schedule a chat or find out more about his work
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By Lark Taylor
The Reckless Damned, Book 1
Cal and his brothers turned their backs on the family business over a hundred years ago – but Hell is tired of waiting for them to return.Cal
I’ve never wanted a relationship – especially not with a human. With my father demanding my return to Hell and a demon leaving dead bodies in my bookshop, now is not the time to be losing my heart. But one look in Oscar’s broken eyes and I know I’m in trouble. Oscar’s been hurt before and everything in me is screaming to keep him safe. How can I do that when I know being with me will only put him in more danger?
More importantly though, am I strong enough to walk away from him?
After escaping my last relationship with broken bones and an anxiety disorder, I’m tired of living half a life. My world revolves around my classroom, flat, and best friend. When fate throws Cal in my path, he seems too good to be true. Not only does he look like he’s been pulled from my fantasies, but my baggage doesn’t scare him. Ok, so there’s the tiny issue of him being a demon, but I’ve dealt with far scarier.
I’ve been broken once before, and I don’t think I’d survive it again. Can I pull down my barriers enough to let Cal in?
Devil’s Mark is a thrilling high heat, hurt/comfort, M/M contemporary paranormal romance with a HEA and no cliff-hanger. It features a possessive demon and the broken teacher who captures his heart. ‘Devil’s Mark is the first in The Reckless Damned series but can be read as a standalone. Each book focuses on a different couple and will have a HEA. Trigger warning for emotional abuse and domestic violence in a previous relationship, anxiety attacks, and descriptions of violence.
There was a dead body in my bookshop.
Tossed on the floor in front of the romance section, the crumpled corpse was ruining my new Venetian rug. I suppressed a sigh. I’d only replaced the sodding thing yesterday after the last unwanted delivery.
And why always in front of the romances? If I were to dump a body in a bookshop, I’d try to be more poetic. True crime, war, even biographies would provide a delicious touch of irony. But no, these morons always chose the romance section.
Perhaps I wasn’t giving them enough credit. Maybe they believed romance was dead and thought this was a nice nod to that idea? It was a philosophy I wholeheartedly believed in…but I doubted whoever was sending me these messages was that intelligent.
They wouldn’t have decided to play with me in the first place if they were. My brothers and I had spent the last week trying to track down the culprit, but whoever it was had covered their tracks too well. I wasn’t concerned though. They would slip up sooner or later.
Dealing with these little gifts first thing in the morning was becoming irksome. Toeing the corpse with the tip of my dress shoe, I wrinkled my nose. As with the others, there was nothing to distinguish who they were. All I could tell was that he was human and male.
Oh, and headless.
The gaping wound at the neck was still leaking, ensuring my rug was well and truly ruined. Satan forbid whoever dumped them in my shop could wait until they finished bleeding out first.
Rubbing a hand over my tired eyes, I decided my guest could wait until I had been sufficiently caffeinated. I trudged to the coffee machine behind the counter and began to whip up a latte, my hands moving through the actions automatically. I’d initially scoffed when my brother, Harlow, had it delivered. After all, I’d survived a millennia without succumbing to such mundane stimulants as coffee to get through my day. I’d left the gargantuan chrome-and-steel beast to collect dust on the shelf.
And that’s exactly what it did—until I brought home two very enthusiastic twinks from The Closet, the club owned by my brother, Mori. Faced with choosing between another round in the sheets or grabbing a few hours’ kip, I made the only sane choice for a demon.
As I’d ushered the boys out my door at sunrise, honeyed lies pouring from my lips—Yes, my darlings. I promise I will call you—I received a message from Mori about a coven of vamps making threats. Suddenly regretting my choices, I turned to Harlow’s gift with a scowl. After watching several YouTube videos, I wrestled the monster into submission and taught myself how to make a semi-palatable coffee. It took several burns to get there, but I was raised on flames hotter than anything that blasted machine could throw at me.
That had been five years ago, and now I was hooked. I couldn’t even fathom starting my day without stopping for a coffee first—dead bodies or not.
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Lark lives with her family in southern England. An obsessive romance fan, she loves nothing more than a Happily Ever After – especially if there’s a good plot and a hefty amount of spice along the way. When she’s not reading or writing, she can be found hiding from adult life in escape rooms, travel, and the MCU. As a Bi woman with OCD, Lark is a fervent supporter of the LGBTQIA+ community and an advocate for mental health awareness and support.