Tales of a Tomboy: Britain by Evan Grace

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Pageflex Persona [document: PRS0000447_00006] I have two rules no dates and no spending the night. I don’t have time to manage all the complications that come with relationships. And I sure as hell have no desire for any kind of commitment. My life is fairly uncomplicated, exactly the way I want it…until complicated literally stumbles my way. Britain Lancaster. Clumsy, plain, inexperienced, and the type of woman I tend to avoid. Unfortunately for me the universe seems to put her on my path around every corner, forcing me to notice her. To look at her. To really…see her. Pretty soon the universe no longer has to go through all the trouble sending her my way since I find myself looking for her, wanting to get to know her. And the more time I spend with her the more I realize that she’s everything I’m not. Pure, beautiful, innocent…corruptible. Now I can’t get her out of my head. I want her in ways that could ruin her, taint her, break her, and I can only hope she’s strong enough to survive this. GOODREADS: http://bit.ly/BritainTBR

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After driving around for a while, I head back toward town. I look at the time and it’s ten thirty. The familiar sign with a dog holding a cup of coffee is up ahead, so I decide to pull into the Coffee Hound and grab myself a snickerdoodle latte, my favorite. Inside there are a few people in the seating area; I pay them no mind and walk up to the counter. “Hey, Jessie.” The bubbly brunette bee-bops over to the counter. “Hey, Britain. The usual?” I nod and then pay for my drink. I move down to the end of the counter and wait for it. I’m concentrating on my game of Candy Crush when a deep voice pulls me from my game. “I’ll take a large iced coffee, please.” I watch out of the corner of my eye as he pays. I’ve never seen him before; I would’ve remembered him. He’s tall compared to my five-foot-four frame—at least six-one or six-two. He looks muscular from what I can tell, and he’s broad chested, with the material tight around his biceps. They’re not necessarily huge, just fit…strong. His dark blond hair is short on the sides and a little longer on top—it looks super soft and slightly wavy. He moves to stand by me and his woodsy scent wraps around me. All of a sudden I’m hot—why do I feel flushed? My tank top feels uncomfortably tight right now. What the fuck is wrong with me? Thankfully my name gets called and I grab my drink. “Thanks, Jessie. See ya tomorrow.” I turn to walk away and my gaze travels up to meet Mr. Smell Good’s. He’s got the bluest eyes I’ve ever seen. They’re the color of the sky on a bright, cloudless day. Bright, cloudless day? What the hell? He looks me up and down, taking in the hot mess that I am, and rolls his eyes. Of course I’m not surprised by his reaction. I don’t wear makeup and I don’t do my hair. Ninety percent of the time I’m in nondescript clothing, and today I’m basically in pajamas. It still hurts and I don’t get it. I mask the hurt before he can see it and give him the same look, but mouth the word, “dick.” Karma hates me, because I move around him to make my exit and trip over my own fucking feet. My latte goes everywhere and I hit the ground with a jarring thud. The good-looking dick steps right over me with a chuckle and walks right out of the shop. A couple of patrons come to my aid and help me up. “Britain, are you okay?” Jessie says from next to me. She grabs my smashed cup out of my hands and I begin to wipe myself off. Crumbs are stuck to my knees and the palms of my hands…Gross. I bruise easily, so I’m sure I’ll have them on both knees—whatever, everyone is used to seeing me covered in bruises anyway. “Yeah, I’m okay, thanks. God, that guy was such a dick.” I mutter that last part. Jessie giggles before telling me she’s making me a new drink. I’m grateful for it, and it just shows what amazing people the baristas are here. A few minutes later, one of the other girls has my drink cleaned up off of the floor and Jessie hands me a fresh one. “Here you go, girl.” She leans in. “Yeah, that guy was a total dick.” Her voice’s quiet enough that I’m the only one who hears her. By the time I pull up in front of my brother’s house, my knees are already starting to turn purple. I climb out of my car and make my way around the back of the house to enter in through the door off the kitchen. I hate to think that I’m intruding on Keith and Beth’s family time with their girls sometimes, and no, that’s never happened. I just love living with them and don’t want to ever overstay my welcome. I sip my drink as I head into my room, flop down on my bed, and turn my TV on. One of my guilty pleasures is watching the train wrecks that are The Bachelor and The Bachelorette. I found the former last year by mistake, and I hate to admit that I was hooked immediately. What can I say, I love the drama. I don’t know why I hide it, but I do. Maybe because I know the boys at the shop, my dad and brothers included, would give me shit. I have my own cable hookup and DVR—that way, I can record and watch what I want without the grief. It doesn’t take long before I’m lost in the crazy shenanigans…just the way I like to spend a lazy Sunday.
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MEET THE AUTHOR:
A Midwesterner and self-proclaimed nerd, Evan has been an avid reader most of her life, but five years ago got bit by the writing bug, and it quickly became her addiction, passion and therapy. When the voices in her head give it a rest, she can always be found with her e-reader in her hand. Some of her favorites include, Shayla Black, Jaci Burton, Madeline Sheehan and Jamie Mcguire. Evan finds a lot of her inspiration in music, so if you see her wearing her headphones you know she means business and is in the zone.
During the day Evan works for a large homecare agency and at night she’s superwoman. She’s a wife to Jim and a mom to Ethan and Evan, a cook, a tutor, a friend and a writer. How does she do it? She’ll never tell.
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Faith by Andi Jaxon and AJ Alexander

Faith by Andi Jaxon and AJ Alexander is coming December 12th! Read about the first time Justin receives a letter from Becca in the excerpt below…

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Justin I originally joined the Navy as an escape, to become more than a country farm boy. Being a Navy SEAL turned me into a man, but one without a life outside the military. I thought that was all I needed. Until everyone around began to find their Happily Ever Afters’. I realized my life was missing love, something I’ve been longing for. All it took was one simple letter from home to remind me that everything I ever needed was right there waiting for me. Becca Losing the love of your life before he was able to meet his child was the hardest thing I’d ever gone through. I tried to move on with my life, and find a new sense of normalcy with my daughter and myself. One simple holiday act of kindness has set my carefully choreographed life into a tailspin. I could never have guessed writing a simple letter to a deployed sailor would bring us to a place we can finally call ‘Home’ again. Can these two trust in the things they can not see to find true happiness? **While Faith can be read as a standalone, it is best enjoyed after reading Honor, Love, Fate, and Power.**

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JUSTIN “Hey Brass, waiting on something from that lady of yours?” I ask, taking the seat next to him. Don’t you mean his Mama?” Hard-On plops down on the other side of him, barely missing the right hook Brass throws his way. “Layla always sends me something, never know what it is going to be. So, I’m here impatiently waiting just like the rest of you assholes” He growls. I guess Hard-on is still giving him a hard time about his relationship with his girl. I don’t know much about what’s going but I do know it’s not the norm. As long as it isn’t illegal, he can do whatever the hell he wants. Brass sudden becomes fixated on the door, “Hey Newb, where’s my shit?” The newest member of our team, Brady, is headed our way. Now that Brass has finally lost the title of Newb he has taken to giving of Brady here a hard time. I can’t say that I blame him, it is a rite of passage in the SEALs. Although it took him longer than most, he is a better SEAL and man for it. Suddenly I feel a tap on my shoulder, turning to see who it is. “Sorry to bother your sir, but there is a letter here for you.” I don’t even register who is speaking before I take the letter and rip it open. The pages smell like a warm spring day and are covered with elegant handwriting that can only come from a woman. Dear Lieutenant McMillon, With the holidays approaching much faster than I would like, I wanted to write you a letter to thank you for volunteering to defend our country. Military service is often a thankless job; underpaid and overworked. Deployed for months at a time, taken away from friends, family, and loved ones. I am a CNA at one of the local hospitals and all of us on my shift decided to volunteer to bring happiness to someone else’s life. I am a Marine Corp widow, my late husband always said that mail call the highlight of everyone’s day. Just knowing that someone was thinking about them on the other side of the world made things a little better. I’ve never been overseas or even on an airplane. I can’t imagine what it’s like to live in a different country for months at a time, especially some place as dangerous as an active war zone. I hope you’re as safe as you can be. The only thing I’ve done is move from Texas to California. Do you have family or loved ones that write to you or is that why you joined this program? Do you enjoy being in the Navy? I have a little girl who is three going on thirteen. I can’t imagine being away from her for months at a time. I barely like going to work every day, time is precious, and we must spend every minute as if it is our last. I’m not sure what to say except thank you. Thank you for keeping me safe. Thank you for everything that you do, all the things that people not in the military don’t know you do. Sincerely, Becca I can’t help but smile. Just this simple letter had changed my outlooking on the day. I’m going to write her back, just to say thank you of course. I’m not expecting anything to come of this, but just knowing that Becca took the time to write me is enough. Maybe she will want to correspond further after this? This definitely gives me something to look forward too, which is a godsend around here.
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About Andi Jaxon Raised in California, I’m a crunchy mom, save the whales and the rain forests, hippy. I married a sexy man in uniform who let me spawn and am now raising a mutinous army of hell raisers that I created myself, all while he defends our country. I drink too much coffee until it’s late enough to drink too much wine and am sexually frustrated for your freedom. If you see me online, I’m probably sitting in a closet, hiding from my kids. Want to know more about Andi Jaxon? Follow her on social media or subscribe to her mailing list to receive the latest information on new releases, sales, and more!

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About AJ Alexander AJ Alexander is a wannabe psychologist, writer, and author of the recently completed, SEAL’ed Series. AJ’s passion is writing angst filled happily ever afters that have to be earned by her characters. Women with no backbone need not apply. AJ uses sarcasm and an unlimited supply of song lyrics to bring her romance novels to life. AJ lives in the angst capital of the world, Seattle Washington with her own personal knight in shining armour and her two beautiful girls. Amazon: http://bit.ly/AJAlexanderAmazon Bookbub: http://bit.ly/AJAlexanderBookBub Facebook: http://bit.ly/AJAlexanderFacebook Goodreads: http://bit.ly/AJAlexanderGoodreads Instagram: http://bit.ly/AJAlexanderInsta Newsletter: http://bit.ly/AJAlexanderSubscribe Website: http://bit.ly/AJAlexanderWebsite

That Was Yesterday by HJ Bellus

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One call. That’s all it took to change everything. The sweet voice on the other end of the line delivered a blow I never saw coming. Fighting for our country’s freedom and staring death in the eye was nothing compared to this news. History has one hell of a way repeating itself. Kate Wilson’s voice didn’t waver once as she turned my worst nightmare into a reality, and her words weaved a cruel poetic justice. I hadn’t been back home in over two years. Once I pulled into the one-horse town, I was greeted by the gorgeous blonde. Kate extended her hand and offered me a warm smile. The connection was made. The innocent beauty has no idea that she just flipped my life upside down. She’d unearthed secrets that can never be buried.
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The front doors of the school burst open. I find myself stepping closer yet remaining a safe distance in the background. Several other parents have pulled in and leaped out of their cars, making it easy to blend in. A whirl of bright blonde hair followed by giggles and excited chatter fills the afternoon air. A woman with her hair piled up on her head pushes up her black-framed glasses on her nose then does some chant and clap. The little line of students behind her follow and cease all chatter. I’m not close enough to hear what the woman tells the children. I’m not even sure if she’s a teacher dressed in jean capris and a baseball tee with the school logo on it. She sure in the hell doesn’t look like the teachers did when I was in school. I shake the thoughts from my head and watch her crouch down and high-five each student. Some dive in for a hug while others skip by with a simple wave. “Holy shit.” I find myself taking a few steps closer when I see him. I pinch my lips together to keep my emotions contained when I see a little boy with messy brown hair, rich chocolate eyes, and a sad smile on his face. His jeans are worn, and his tennis shoes are on their last thread. My heart constricts in my chest, and my palms go sweaty as I watch the teacher drop to her knee in front of him. He was the last in line, I’m sure shoved to the back from the other eager students. He reaches up, wiping a stray tear from under his eyes. Kate. This has to be Kate who wraps him up in a full hug, whispering something into his ear. He nods and eventually lets go of her.
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HJ Bellus is a small town girl who loves the art of storytelling. When not making readers laugh or cry, she’s a part-time livestock wrangler that can be found in the middle of Idaho, shotgunning a beer while listening to some Miranda Lambert on her Beats and rocking out in her boots.

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Don’t Say Goodbye by Heather Lyn

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Nacole Ward Fear. The one thing that controlled my life. The reason I stayed. But ultimately the reason I left. Tragedy and emptiness marred my existence. A fresh start was all I was after. Instead, I found things I never expected. Love. Happiness. A reason. I found him.

Garret Walker Serve and protect. Not just my career—it’s my life. Climb the ladder, reach the top. Finding love wasn’t a part of my priorities. She wasn’t looking for a hero. But life had other plans. For her. For me. Now we have to fight together. Or I’ll lose her. And I’m not about to let that happen.

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EXCERPT

“Come in!” I yell, rinsing the coffee cup out, turning around to find him behind me. His dark hair is curling out from below the baseball hat he has on, and his black T-shirt hugs his arms and chest in all the right ways. And don’t even get me started on those damn Wranglers. Worn and tight. Looking up, his blue eyes are filled with laughter and I know I’ve been caught. “Morning,” he greets, and I can’t help myself. Laughing, I rush over and give him a hug, burying my face into his chest, the smell of his cologne heaven. “Where’d you go?” I ask, pulling away from him. He brushes my wet hair off my face, his fingers playing with the strands. “Went home to shower. Wasn’t sure how you’d feel about me using yours and I didn’t want to wake you up to ask.” My eyebrows raise in surprise. “Are you even real?” Garret starts cracking up, then kisses the top of my head before stepping past me to toss a bag on the counter. “Of course I’m real.” “I don’t think you are. You’re like, a book boyfriend come to life.” “A what?” He laughs even harder. “A book boyfriend. You know, the hero in romance novels who is all swoony, and alpha, and perfect? He always gets the girl because he’s this amazing guy who knows all the right things to say and do. He’s just the definition of a romantic boyfriend.” Garret crosses his arms over his chest and leans against the kitchen counter. “So, what you’re telling me is, is I’m perfect?” “Only if you take me out for breakfast,” I chide, resting my hands on my hips. “Now that I can definitely do.” 39186625_10160796250630405_2457446004618690560_o 44533054_10161073953620405_2797379360288407552_o

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Heather Lyn is a contemporary romance author. She lives in beautiful York ME with her husband and son. She is a fan of the New England Patriots, Boston Red Sox, Reading, Country Music, and Coffee. She has had a lifelong love for reading.

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Sean by Fiona Keane

Sean BANNERSEAN by Fiona Keane release November 27th from Limitless Publishing!

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I have everything they said I would need. A degree, a job, an amazing group of friends—but there’s one thing missing… To him we’re nothing more than friends—good friends. To me he’s the one man who makes my heart beat faster. It doesn’t matter that his affections are elsewhere, I continue to love him from a distance dreaming of a happily ever after. Then…my world is turned upside down. Even if we manage to find each other through this storm, it will be a race against time. A fight against all the odds. The battle of a lifetime. No matter where this road takes us, I won’t regret a thing. He’s the man who owns my heart, my soul, and everything in between. And his name…is Sean.
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EXCERPT REVEAL

I reminded myself of the bubbly pink thing in my glass and began pulling my hand toward my face when the cup was jerked from my grasp.

“Delicious,” Sean murmured as he sipped from the rim of my glass, lifting his eyebrows and grinning hopelessly. Is this real?

“Where did you come from?” I snapped. “What are you doing here?” The words fell out in accusation, but I was more surprised than anything. I stopped dancing and stared at him, tanned and gorgeous. His beard disappeared into delectable stubble. I had to stop myself from wanting to touch it, to touch him. His wavy hair was cropped, forcing my focus to his glowing emerald eyes which stared at me.

“Meeting Jesse. What are you doing here?” This creep owes me an explanation. Or does he?

“Come here.” I pulled on his wrist and walked with Sean through the gaping wall of windows that was open for the evening, blasted with heat lamps and fans. Sorry, planet. In the dim glow of the streetlights I observed Sean was wearing all black; dress pants and shirt, of course teasingly unbuttoned at the top with his cuffs rolled over his muscular forearms. I continued sipping from my glass, eyeing him suspiciously. I wasn’t sure what to say, how to feel, or if he was actually standing there.

“I thought you were still in Miami,” I pressed, taking a sip from my drink.

“I thought you’d be spending a Saturday night with your boyfriend.” His top lip rolled from between his teeth, jaw clenched, and eyes wild.

“Girls’ night,” I reminded him, smiling coyly. “When did you get back?”

“Tuesday.”

“You waited almost a week to tell me.” I swung at his arm playfully. “I’m hurt. I’m going back inside and you owe me a drink now that you’ve tampered with this one.”

I turned to walk back into the bar and I felt his fingers quickly wrap around my wrist and lift the glass from my hand. “I think you’ve had enough, Ave.”

My body warmed with his hand along the middle of my back as Sean guided me back to the booth. I was only on my second drink and resentful he thought it was his place to tell me I had enough. I had enough of his stupid, handsome face, that was for sure. I had enough of him the last time I saw him, when he left me alone. Shudder. I didn’t have enough then. Seeing him next to me, feeling his skin on my back, his eyes burning into mine, reminded me of how much not enough I had of Sean.

Ella and Lizzie were still dancing in the middle of the floor, leaving our booth empty. I noticed Jesse turn from the bar and gaze in our direction, his mouth spreading into a playful smile. It was one twisted reunion, and I couldn’t stop myself from attending.

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Fueled by coffee and rainy days, shelves of books consuming her home in the Pacific Northwest, and a vivid imagination, Fiona writes about love because she believes the world needs more of it. She could spend eternity lost in a story, taken into someone’s thoughts while she is left lingering there long after the pages have turned. Fiona works to meld themes in the current world and spin them into stories of longing, determination, and hope. Her characters are relatable and relevant, as they battle their own fictional version of existence.
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Tainted: Lance & Mary by Tess Thompson

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Brace yourself for ALL THE FEELS. Keep reading for an excerpt from Tainted: Lance & Mary by USA Today bestselling author Tess Thompson!!!

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One career-ending mistake sends Lance Mullen home to Cliffside Bay in search of a fresh start. And in no time at all, home begins to feel like the place he was always meant to be. With his beautiful new beach house, his friends and family close by, and a profitable business to grow, life really is good. That is until his heart tries to wreck everything… again. After losing her mother, child and marriage, Mary Hansen has built a nearly impenetrable wall around her heart. She’s convinced her dream job, a few growing friendships, and a never-ending stream of books to fill her evenings are enough for a contented if not all together joyous life. Though she’s on guard not to get too close to anyone, one careless moment with Lance will shatter her prospects for an uncomplicated future. The fifth installment of The Cliffside Bay Series by bestselling author Tess Thompson follows the interwoven stories of five best friends, the beach community they love, and the women who captivate them. Prepare to get lost in a wave of small town charm, men you would love to take home to your mother, and smart, resilient heroines you wished lived next door.

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Ten seconds before the clock struck midnight and tossed them into a new year, Lance Mullen had only one wish. He wanted to kiss Mary Hansen. Not a friendly peck on her alabaster cheek or a chaste brush of lips. No, his kiss must steal her breath and quicken her pulse and weaken her knees. He must make her swoon.

This was not a task for the shy or meek. Only a hero could rouse her from her half slumber.

It would take the kiss of the greatest love story ever written.

Around him, his friends began to chant the countdown.

Ten…

Mary stood next to him in Zane and Honor’s crowded living room. All night she’d stayed near, so close he could smell the subtle scent of her perfume and bask in the heat that radiated from her skin. She tugged the sleeve of his jacket.

“Lance, you have to count.”

Nine, eight…

He looked down at her. His pulse quickened, his knees weakened at the mere sight of her. With an oval face and one of those well-defined jawlines he found so attractive, she reminded him of fine china, meticulously honed into beautiful lines and curves. Tonight, she wore a dark blue velvet dress that clung to her slender waist and hips. Her caramel-hued hair was swept up into a pile on top of her head, exposing her long neck, the tips of her delicate ears, and the birthmark on her neck that reminded him of a question mark. All evening he’d longed to trace the birthmark with his finger as if it might unleash the answer to her heart. Yet, he wondered, too, would she shatter under his touch?

She played with the gold bangles around her wrist and counted down the seconds with the rest of his friends. Seven, six…

She smiled up at him with eyes as dull as a child’s crayon. Five, four…

One day she’d told him that all interesting characters in novels have a secret.

He had one.

He was in love with Mary Hansen. No one knew, not even his best friends. She was tainted in their eyes, prickly and cold.

Unlike a hero in Mary’s favorite novels, his secret did not make him interesting. More like pathetic.

Three, two, one…

Confetti floated and danced around him. “Auld Lang Syne” played from the speakers. His best friends and his brother kissed their wives—everyone married now but him. Maggie and Violet were pregnant. He knew his sister-in-law, Kara, wouldn’t be far behind. He was ashamed that their happiness made him sad. More than it should? Maybe. Was he wrong to want a love of his own? A woman to cherish and dogs and babies and the busy, messy lives his friends had made for themselves? If it was wrong, if he should not yearn for more when he had so much, then he was guilty. His new house and all the money in the bank and his expensive cars and clothes meant little when you woke up alone.

He wanted to wake up with Mary Hansen.

The passage into her heart was as mysterious as the Agatha Christie novels she lovingly displayed on the Staff Picks table of their bookstore. That said, he knew more than most about the damaged beauty by his side. During their late nights of easy friendship, she’d slowly revealed herself to him as they prepared to open the revamped bookstore. The plot? Six years ago, her baby daughter had died, followed closely by her mother’s death. Then, her husband had admitted to having an affair while she was pregnant. The subtext? Trained as a librarian, she lived only in the pages of the novels she coveted. They were her link to the living world.

Mary turned to him and played with the collar of his shirt. “Sir Lancelot.”

“Yes?” She labeled everyone by characters in books. He was Sir Lancelot. Every time she called him that, his heart fluttered. However, she was not his Guinevere but his Sleeping Beauty. If only he could waken her.

“You’re supposed to kiss me or it’s bad luck.” She held up her cheek.

This was his chance. Do it. Be bold.

“It has to be on the lips,” he said. “Or it doesn’t count.”

“I’m not sure that’s true, but just in case, you better do it.” She pursed her lips, playful.

She was about to know he was not playing.

He pressed his lips to hers, not hard like he wanted but with just the slightest of pressure, and kissed her. To his surprise, she softened against his mouth. She kissed him back! Yes, there was no question.

Her lips moved, mimicking the flutter of the confetti that tickled his ear. He lingered at her mouth, lost. My God, she tasted of champagne. Another stanza of music passed. Still, he could not let go. He slipped one arm around her waist. She kept her arms at her sides but allowed him to pull her small-boned frame against his broad chest. Overwhelmed by the scent of her perfume and her hair, he kissed her harder. A spark of light exploded behind his eyes. An engine rumbled through his stomach.

She pulled away, flushed and breathing hard. “What was that?” she whispered.

“A kiss.”

About Tess

Like most of her characters, Tess Thompson hails from a small town and will always feel like a small town girl, despite the fact she’s lived in Seattle for over twenty-five years. She loves music and dancing, books and bubble baths, cooking and wine, movies and snuggling. She cries at sappy commercials and thinks kissing in the rain should be done whenever possible. Although she tries to act like a lady, there may or may not have been a few times in the last several years when she’s gotten slightly carried away watching the Seattle Seahawks play, but that could also just be a nasty rumor. She currently lives in a suburb of Seattle, Washington with her brand new husband, the hero of her own love story, and their Brady Bunch clan of two sons, two daughters and five cats, all of whom keep her too busy, often confused, but always amazed. Yes, that’s four kids and five cats. Pray for her.

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Steele by Erin Bevan

 

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Hometown firefighter, Blake Steele is living day by day, desperately trying to ease his guilt about his haunted past. When the beautiful Mary Franks moves in next-door, the conflict between what he knows in his head and what he feels in his heart suddenly becomes his most important struggle.

For Mary, living next door to a firefighter should be comforting, except her new neighbor continues to make a nuisance of himself by insisting on helping her—with everything. Despite her efforts, she can’t help but fall for him the more he hangs around. But love isn’t something Mary has time for. She has two goals: raising her son and hiding her illegal activities to keep her son safe.

When Mary’s ex is granted parole and fights to get his son back, she relies on Blake for support. But, as Blake uncovers the lies she’s kept, he is forced to face his own past to protect their futures before both of their lives go up in flames. Literally.

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Taking his seat first, he firmly gripped her hips, and guided her down to a seated position beside him. She snuggled in his arms, their backs pressing against the siding of the house.

“I reached over to your side of the bed and you were gone.”

“Did it worry you?” His tone was soft, joking, almost like he couldn’t believe him not being there wouldn’t concern her. But when her hand felt soft cotton, and not the hard muscles of his chest, she had panicked, and worried they were over before they really began. The idea of his absence—although only brief— left more of a void than her failed marriage. Thoughts that, come morning, she would surely realize were completely irrational. Blake wouldn’t leave his own house or her in the middle of the night. But in the still of the night, surrounded in darkness, her logic had disappeared just like he had.

“Yes, it did. I missed you next to me.” She gripped his kneecap. “What are you doing out here?”

He intertwined his fingers between hers, leaving their hands on his knee. “Star gazing.” He stared up at the sky.

So perfectly still, he appeared completely at peace—yet this nagging notion inside of her lead her to believe there was more sadness in his motions than peace.

She focused on the stars, trying to see exactly what it was he did. The night sky was so bright it was as if she could see every star in the galaxy, but she’d just scratched the surface. And, just like the sky above her, Blake Steele wasn’t everything he appeared to be either. There was something deeper and beyond the surface he hid from her and from the world. She knew because she did the same thing.

Another breeze floated past her and she shivered.

“Cold?” Blake tightened his hold on her.

“A little. Aren’t you?” He sat next to her in a pair of pajama pants and no shirt, and despite being wrapped in a sheet; she could feel the heat radiating from his body.

“No. I stay pretty hot, besides, I have you to warm me up.” He gently eased her head to his chest, giving her a better angle of the night sky.

The soft patter of his heartbeat, the stillness of his calm body, the comfort he provided could lull her to sleep if she hadn’t been a ball of nerves—from all the thinking she’d been doing. About him. About her. About Nathaniel. About everything.

In her soul she knew he would never hurt her, but she couldn’t shake the nerves from being seen on Blake’s roof, his arms around her, in nothing but a sheet. Dating wasn’t technically against the rules for her, but was it wise? Did it look like her focus wasn’t on Nathaniel despite the fact that everything she did was for him?

“So, why are you out here at midnight star gazing?” She changed the subject, trying to take her mind off her own worries.

What was underneath his tough surface? Who really was Blake Steele…the man who wants to love her?

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Lola by Giulia Lagomarsino

Title: Lola
Series: Reed Security Series #8
Author: Giulia Lagomarsino
Genre: Contemporary/Security Romance
Release Date: November 18, 2018

Lola “Brave” Pruitt has dealt with more nightmares in her time at Reed Security than she can handle. It’s time for her to move on and really start living her life without her demons tormenting her. When she finds another lost soul, Ryan Jackson, in a bar one night, she may just find her salvation. But Ryan is just as damaged as Lola and her lifestyle is one thing that he may not be able to live with.


We all stood around my kitchen as I nervously wiped my hands on my pants, glancing into the other room to make sure James was still watching TV.
“What are we doing here?” Logan asked. “You said it was urgent.” “James wants to know about sex,” I said bluntly.
“So, tell him,” Jack shrugged. “It can’t have been that long since you’ve gotten some. You still know how it works.”
“He started talking about using his hand and knowing that I was screwing other women because I needed a
release. Then he said he didn’t want to have sex for the first time and not know what he was doing.”
“And what did you tell him?” Cole asked. “I fled the room.” I shook my head and started pacing. “I’m not prepared for this shit. My dad didn’t have the
talk with me. I fumbled through it and found my way. I don’t know the first thing about sex talks.”
“What would Cassie say?” Sean asked. “Are you fucking kidding me? She’d yell at me and tell me not to tell him more than he needs to know.” “Well, you can’t just send the kid out into the wild, sticking his dick wherever he wants. The boy has to know how to use it,” Sean huffed. “Come on. His uncles will set him straight.”
They all walked into the living room like this was the easiest thing in the world. I brought the beer. I knew better. “James,” Sebastian jerked his chin at him. James shut off the TV and leaned forward, resting his elbows on his
knees. “Listen, your old man is being awkward about this whole thing. Sex is natural. Ask anything you want and we’ll tell you.”
“Cool,” James nodded. “Okay, so when I want to have sex with a girl, what’s the best way to tell her?”
Sean snorted. “Well, you don’t just go up to her and tell her you want to stick your dick in her. You date her for a while and if you feel a connection, then you start moving on the bases.”
“Which bases?” James asked. “Christ, Ryan. Didn’t you tell this kid anything?” Jack crossed his arms and leaned against the wall. “Bases, like in baseball. First is kissing. Second, is touching her boobs, and third is touching her pussy. I think you can guess what a home run is.”
“No, that’s not the way it works,” Logan said. “First is french kissing. Second is groping. Third is oral sex. A home run is the full monty.”
“Really?” Sean quirked an eyebrow. “That’s not what I went by.” “Of course you didn’t, jackass,” Drew shoved him.
“Listen, it’s really easy. First is kissing and light petting. Second is oral. Third is intercourse. A home run is when you stick it in her ass,” Sean said.
“Whoa!” I held up my hands and shook my head. What the fuck was wrong with these guys? “You can’t say shit like that to my kid.”

“Girls really let you do that?” James asked in wonder. “Kid, if you get that, it’s like going on a fucking world tour,” Jack said. I dropped my head in my hands and sighed. This was not what I had in mind when I called them over. Advice? Sure. This? This was my worst fucking nightmare.
   
   
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More or Less a Temptress by Anna Bradley

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A beautiful debutante in Regency London seems destined to make a good match. But the Somerset sisters have made courtship and matrimony a deliciously scandalous affair…

Hyacinth Somerset’s debut is the most anticipated event of the season, as it will be the reclusive young lady’s first public appearance. But within moments of being asked to dance by a dashing stranger, Hyacinth calls him a murderer, then faints dead away! Now all the ton is a aflutter over Hyacinth’s baffling shun of their most intriguing newcomer—the wildly handsome Lachlan Ramsey…

Recently arrived from Scotland, Lachlan only wishes to claim his place in society to secure his sister’s future. When that is threatened by the accusations of a hapless slip of a girl, he will do anything protect his family. Yet it appears Hyacinth has only damaged her own hopes, inspiring the label of hysteric—and ultimately inspiring Lachlan to shelter her from harm. Now if only there were a defense for the surge of feeling he has every time Hyacinth turns her gaze his way. If only there were a way to make her his—while keeping the true secret in his past from destroying everything—and everyone—he cares about…

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Lachlan wrapped his fingers around her wrist and drew her hand away from his face. “I told you never to sacrifice yourself for me again.”

“Yes.” It was the simple truth, and Hyacinth didn’t try to deny it.

His eyes grew darker, and his hands clenched into fists. “Why, then?”

Why. She wanted to say, because it wasn’t a sacrifice. She wanted to say, because I’d do anything to keep you from being hurt again. She wanted to say, because I didn’t have a choice.

She wanted to say, you already know why.

In the end, she didn’t say any of those things. Or perhaps she said them all, just in far fewer words. “Because I love you, Lachlan.”

And oh, it was so easy to say it. She’d thought it would be difficult—she’d been afraid she’d hesitate, or stammer—but then those words had been hovering on her lips almost since the first moment she saw him. They’d been poised on her tongue, just waiting for her to speak them aloud.

His mouth opened, and his throat worked, but no sound emerged.

A tremor shot through her at his silence, but she’d said what was in her heart. She wouldn’t take it back, even if she could. Hyacinth gathered her courage, stepped closer, and buried her face against his chest.

He smelled so good, like fresh air and the outdoors, and something else, something earthy, like…heather. Scottish heather, woody and mossy, with just a faint hint of honeysuckle. She pressed her face into his neck, inhaled deeply, and wondered if one could become drunk on a scent.

A scent, or a smile, or a man’s gentle hands…

“Go to bed, Hyacinth.” He reached behind him, grasped her wrists, and tugged her hands away. “Tomorrow, when we see Finn, you’ll tell him the truth, and answer every question he asks. Do you understand me? You won’t sacrifice yourself for me—or for Isla or Ciaran—again.”

He was staring down at her, his face so hard and still Hyacinth’s nerve nearly failed her. The other Hyacinth—the timid one—wanted to run from the room then, but she could feel his struggle in the tremble of his body, in every harsh, labored breath he drew.

He wanted her as much as she wanted him. Tonight, that was enough.

“I’m not going to bed.” She slid her hands over his chest to his shoulders and worked his coat down his arms. His breath caught when it fell to the floor with a heavy thud, then it stopped in his chest when she loosened the buttons of his waistcoat, dragged it off him, and tossed it to the floor.

“Don’t.” He caught her wrists in his hands again to stop her, but Hyacinth heard the pleading note hidden in the gruff command, and she saw the way his eyes darkened as he stared down at her.

He held her fast, refusing to free her wrists, so Hyacinth leaned forward and pressed her mouth to the hollow of his throat. She felt his gasp, the convulsive movement of his throat against her lips as he tried to swallow back a moan.

“Let go of my hands, Lachlan,” she murmured against his heated skin.

“No, damn you.” He was fighting to catch his breath. “You’re not wasting yourself on me.”

His words were lost in another gasp as she opened her mouth and grazed her teeth lightly over his throat. “Waste myself? No, Lachlan. It’s not a waste to give myself to the man I love.”

“No. You can’t love me. I won’t let you.” But even as he protested, his body was straining toward her, every muscle tensed with need. “You can’t love me, leannan.”

She laughed softly as she dragged her tongue around the curve of his ear. She nipped his earlobe, then moved lower to trail hot kisses over the bare skin revealed by the open neck of his shirt. “It’s too late, you stubborn, foolish man.”

About Anna

Anna Bradley is an award-winning author of Regency Historical Romances A WICKED WAY TO WIN AN EARL, A SEASON OF RUIN, LADY ELEANOR’S SEVENTH SUITOR, LADY CHARLOTTE’S FIRST LOVE, TWELFTH NIGHT WITH THE EARL, MORE OR LESS A MARCHIONESS, and MORE OR LESS A COUNTESS, coming in August, 2018.

Anna lives with her husband and two children in Portland, OR, where people are delightfully weird and love to read.

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