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Soldier On: Heart of a Wounded Hero by Kara Kendrick

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by Kara Kendrick

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Release Date: June 15, 2022

Cover Design: Cormar Covers
Genre: Contemporary Romance / Military Romance
Trope: Second-chance-at love, grumpy-sunshine, small-town


Broody. Grumpy. Wounded.

After my last Army Special Ops operation implodes, I find myself medically discharged and alone. The fun bonus? Divorce papers from my ex.

All I own in this world is a boat anchored in small-town Starlight Bay. I figure I’ll hole up for the summer while I plan my next move. The last thing I expect is to fall for my customer on the first day of my new construction job.

She’s a curvy ray of sunshine and I have no business being with her—she’s too young, too sweet, too innocent. But the more time I spend with her, the harder I fall.

I should definitely walk away before we both end up getting hurt. Only problem? I’m in too deep and she just might be the one who can heal me.

The Heart of the Wounded Hero series was created to pay tribute to and raise awareness of our wounded heroes. Each of the over sixty authors involved have contributed time, money, and stories to the cause. These love stories are inspiring and uplifting, showing the sacrifice of our veterans but also giving them the happily ever after they deserve.

By increasing awareness through our books, we believe we can in a small part help the wounded heroes that have sacrificed so much.

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Seeing that asshole pawing at Willow really pissed me off. I probably should have tried to control my temper better, but I figured at least the creep learned a valuable lesson. He’d definitely think twice before getting into a woman’s personal space; he was lucky I hadn’t broken his bony little chicken arm.

Adrenaline still pumped through my veins as we walked through the square, heading towards Willow’s house, her soft curves tucked up against my body.

“This is me,” Willow said, pointing at a white-and-turquoise bungalow in the neat row of buildings.

The house looked like Willow, even from the outside, bright shutters popping in the moonlight and window box planters overflowing with hydrangeas. Even Willow’s house was cheerful.

Damn, what was I doing? Our personalities couldn’t be more opposite, yet I was drawn to her like a bee to honey.

As we reached the front door, she turned to face me. With her chin tipped up, her copper eyes sparkled in the soft glow of the porchlight.

“I had a great time tonight.” Her voice came out breathy, my entire lower body coiling and tightening in response.

“Me too.” I reached out, pushing a stray lock of hair from her eyes and tucking it behind her ear, her skin smooth beneath the rough pad of my finger.

I wanted this girl more than I’d wanted anyone in a long time.

I should definitely go. Get the hell out of here before I made a huge mistake.

I leaned in, pressing my mouth to hers gently. She melted into me, sighing, her hips swaying up against mine. She tasted sweet and savory, like how I imagined hot desire would taste, and I knew right then I had to have her.

“You want to come in?” she murmured, her words vibrating against my lips.

My cock twitched in my pants. Yes, I most definitely wanted to come in.

I nodded. “Sure.”

Willow unlocked the door, taking me by the hand and pulling me inside. She flipped on a light, locking the door from the inside.

“Glad to see you lock your door.”

“Habit from living alone. Plus, creepy guy freaked me out a little. I’m glad you walked me home.”

“No problem. If you’re ever worried about anything, call me. Anytime, night or day. I mean that.”

“Thanks,” she said, her cheeks flushing pink. She took off her jacket, laying it over the back of the couch. “You want something to drink? Want to watch TV?”

“Not really,” I said, stepping towards her, reaching for her hips. I pulled her body into mine, close enough to hear the breath catch in her throat right before I smashed my mouth up against hers. A soft hum of want escaped her lips, so I knew I’d read the room correctly.

“I want you,” I murmured, teasing her lower lip with my tongue. She answered by opening to me and I slipped into her mouth, exploring, while my hands roamed from her hips to her ass.

“Such a great ass,” I said, squeezing gently. She giggled, a light, sweet sound, sending a rush of blood straight to my cock.

Her hands fisted in my T-shirt, then wound their way around the back of my neck, lightly feathering my hair. Bolts of electricity tingled down my spine under her touch as she stroked my skin; my body was on fire and had chill bumps at the same time.

“I don’t usually do things like this,” Willow said, drawing back to gaze up at me, her pupils wide and dark with lust.

“Me neither.” I traced the outline of her cheek, down the creamy skin of her neck, out to her shoulder, then dropped my lips to kiss a lone cinnamon freckle. Her eyes fluttered closed at my touch and I rained kisses all the way down her arm, down her hand and out to the tips of each her fingers.

“Knox.” My name rolled off her full, pink lips, and it was the sweetest fucking sound I’d heard in a very long time.

“Willow.” My voice was rough, gravelly with need.

“Will you stay here tonight? With me?”

Her request caught me off guard and my heart rate surged into overdrive. I hesitated for a quick beat before answering. “Yes.”

Willow linked one hand in mine, clicked off the light, then led me through the shadows back to her bedroom.

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About the Author

Kara Kendrick writes fun and flirty Contemporary Romance destined to give you all the feels. A reformed English major, she also has a master’s in counseling and was an elementary school counselor in her pre-mom life.

She loves the beach, wine, and rock hard abs, not necessarily in that order. When she’s not dreaming up Happily Ever After’s, you can find her chasing after her boy-girl twins, working out semi-hardish, or walking her adorable Shiba pup with her husband, who’s not too bad himself.

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Nothing Special by Casey Cox

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by Casey Cox

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Release Date: June 27, 2022

Cover Design: Wicked by Design
Genre: M/M Romance
Trope: Best friends to lovers, opposites attract, feel-good, satire


They don’t write romance novels about guys like me…

Trust me, I know. Crafting swoon-worthy happily ever afters is literally my day job. Being a quirky introvert with an overactive imagination, underwhelming social skills, and a few pounds overweight, I’m no leading man.

My best friend, though? He’s total cover model, call the plumber because I just flooded my basement material. He’s also outgoing, charismatic, free-spirited, and basically the best guy ever.

I may know romance, but I’m no dummy when it comes to reality. I’m nothing special. And the truth is, a guy like Darren would never fall for someone like me.

I’m the poster child for failure to launch. Twenty-seven, didn’t make it in Hollywood, forced to slump my sorry self back home to Australia with my tail in between my legs.

The only bright spot in my life is nabbing the apartment next door to my best friend, Benji. He’s like no one I’ve ever met. Genuine. Sensitive. Nurturing. A talented author. An amazing cook. So freaking handsome. And yeah…I am so stupidly in love with him it’s not even funny.

When Benji needs some inspiration to clear his writer’s block, I gladly help out. He wants to write a friends-to-lovers romance, and hello, I’m his best friend. This should be a cinch. It’s not as if he’s suddenly going to fall in love with me. I’m nothing special. And the fact is, a guy like Benji could do so much better than someone like me.

Nothing Special is a stand-alone best-friends-to-lovers MM romance with two lovable (yet totally clueless) besties, gray yoga pants hotness, sweet midnight walks, an apartment block filled with nosy neighbors, and one swoonariffic (and oh so special) happily ever after!

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My tongue slid past Darren’s lips and slipped into his mouth. Warm waves floated through me. Our heads bobbed together. Effortlessly, we found the perfect lower lip/upper lip groove. Moving rhythmically to a silent song only we could hear. My chest tingled. Goosebumps speckled across my forearms. I was exploring my best friend’s mouth. Holy shit. Talk about unexpected.

Tonight had produced a number of surprises. Me taking Darren up on his offer for a midnight stroll. Me answering his question on the bridge, sharing a kernel of personal information no one else knew about me. Me now swimming in the velvety heat of his mouth.

Had all these little things been leading up to this?

No, of course not. This was all part of Darren’s Project P2XZ5… Okay. Excuse me if my brain was a little scrambled at the moment. Kinda hard to concentrate when Darren’s tongue was doing this insanely hot, twisty-flicky thing inside my mouth.

His fingers traveled into my hair, forcing our heads even closer. Our mouths were fully opened now, our tongues tangling, taking turns for dominance. The kiss was deepening. My body felt like it was on fire. I was putting everything I had into this kiss, and Darren was giving as good as he got.

God, he good kissed. Shit. I meant, he kissed God good. Gah. Third time lucky—God, he was a good kisser. When did words get so hard?

Speaking of hard—we both were. I didn’t back away, crushing my body against his. He rutted against me in return. It created an intense friction, like two sticks being rubbed together to start a fire. We were combustible.

A crow squawking off in the distance startled us, and we broke apart. He looked as disheveled as I felt.

“Whoa.” He brought his fingers to his lips, like he was checking for physical proof of what we had just done.

I licked my lips, doing the same. I could feel the imprint of his stubble as I traced the seam of my bottom lip with my tongue.

Yep. Confirmed. We had, in fact, kissed.

“Was that okay?” I asked just as Darren looked up at me and said, “That was the best kiss of my life.”

A flare of happiness erupted in my chest. “Really?” I asked, still in a daze from the kiss. Now even more unsure of everything, hearing Darren make his admission. Confession? Compliment?

Darren shuffled from foot to foot, looking almost a little apprehensive. I took a cue from his playbook from the bridge earlier, reaching down to take his hand in mine. He stilled. I hooked a finger under his chin. His blue eyes found mine. “That was the best kiss of my life, too, Dare Bear.”

His just-been-kissed lips twitched. “Really?”

I loved how we always seemed to mirror each other with words and actions. It wasn’t just a tonight thing, either. It was how we were whenever we were together. “Yeah. Well, best, or a very close second to the sloppy kiss Lucy Aitken made me give her in third grade when she bribed me for it in exchange for a lick of her Paddle Pop ice cream.”

Darren raised an eyebrow as if to say, You allowed your eight-year-old self to get bribed for a kiss?

I shot him a look back, explaining, Gimme a break. It was a really freaking hot day.

He smiled, brushing the back of his fingers against my face. I let my eyes drift shut, allowing myself to relish in this moment.

Knowing it would be brief.

Knowing it would never be repeated.

Knowing it was simply Darren’s way of helping me out with my writer’s block.

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Casey Cox is an Australian MM romance author whose work includes the hugely popular VET SHOP BOYS series.

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Love’s Liberation by Khushi T. Saha

Love’s Liberation, Liberation Series, Book 2 by Khushi T. Saha is set to release on June 13th on Amazon!

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The saga continues in this steamy sequel to Passion’s Liberation, as Simran and Marcus fight their personal issues to fulfill their all-consuming love.

Simran Khan faces an enormous crossroads. Her independent New York life is upended by her family’s expectation to drop everything, be the good Indian daughter, and return to India to placate her demanding father. Adding to her turmoil is that the one man who broke her heart is back in town … for her. She leaves for India to sort out her family business, regardless of her heart’s desires.

Marcus Lehigh is well aware he nearly destroyed the only good thing in his life. A man unaccustomed to love, his feelings for Simran left insecurities that shook him to the core. He let her go, convinced it was best for them both. He was mistaken. If anything, she takes up his entire heart now.

As the clock ticks, and before Simran satisfies her father’s demands to marry the man he’s chosen for her, Marc faces his own immense decision. Does loving someone mean letting them choose their own path? Or can a determined person like him really leave a challenge untouched, especially when it involves the woman he loves?

A race to India to express his true feelings, and right the wrongs he’s committed, will be the deciding factor. Will love liberate them toward true happiness?

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“I want to show you another special place.” His voice was low and gravelly in her ear and a burst of moisture came between her legs as her nipples pebbled up hard, almost painfully, against the snug material of her dress. 

“What about the performance ….?” She was breathless now, arching her back, her head leaning on his shoulder.

“Lucky for you I own the joint. You can see them another time.” 

Marc grabbed her hand, leading her to a doorway hidden behind the bar. He opened it and practically shoved her into the room, shutting the door behind them and locking it. When he flipped on the light, Simran burst into laughter.

“A broom closet!? You wanted to show me a broom closet?” She turned to face him and saw absolute desire written all over his face, his eyes darkened. “Well, well, well. And what’s so special about this closet, Marcus Lehigh?” She stood with hands on her hips.

“God, I love it when you use my entire name. It’s like I’ve been a naughty kid or something.” He groaned, pushing her up against the wall, possessing her mouth in a drugging kiss. Simran was already feeling carefree from the champagne, the show, the club, and this only made her feel lighter, dizzier. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him even closer, rubbing her body against his hard one. She felt his stiffened length pressing into her belly and she whimpered, widening her legs as far as her tight dress would let her. 

“You certainly are a naughty boy, Marcus Lehigh. Dragging me from the show, having me all to yourself,” she taunted, while his lips drew down her neck, nipping and pulling at his favorite spot where her pulse was beating fast butterfly wings underneath her skin.

He hiked her dress up around her waist and hoisted her up so her legs were straddling him, her back against the wall.

“Fuck, you’ll see how bad I can be,” he growled.

Meet The Author:

Khushi T. Saha currently lives in the U.S, having been lucky enough to live on both coasts in her life. As a first generation South Asian, she has a foot in the US and another back on the Asian continent. An empath at heart, and a knack for spinning tales (something she inherited from a beloved great-aunt), she takes what she knows and weaves them into works of fiction. Naturally a believer in love, her work has turned into romances. She hopes that other South Asian Americans can relate to her stories and the Asian American experience, and of course, that romantics all around enjoy her novels.

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( EXCERPT REVEAL KIT ) Tobias by C.M. Steele

Tobias, Reynolds Ranch Book 2 by C.M. Steele is releasing on May 31st on all platforms!

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Grumpy, angry, a curmudgeon…

Who uses the word ‘curmudgeon’ anymore?

Those are the words used to describe my new boss and some other less than flattering words. The new boss who doesn’t even know I’ve been hired to invade his private sanctum and run the show. I’m the new cook for Tobias Reynolds, a Montana Cowboy with a surly attitude. I shouldn’t work for him given my background, but my options are limited and it’s a temporary arrangement.

A violent man left me scars, mostly invisible ones, but they promise me that Tobias will never lay a hand on me. One look at my new boss and I know it’s not his anger I fear, but the raging desire for his touch coursing through me.

They were wrong about the boss. Tobias can’t seem to keep his hands off me and I don’t want him to stop.

Beautiful, broken, mine…

That’s what I see when I look at Ava. From the first second, I saw her, it felt like I’d been tackled to the ground my chest ached so intensely. I want to keep her, but this is just a temporary stop for her. She’s running from someone. Given the black eye, she’s sporting, I’m guessing it’s someone who needs to be taught a lesson.

I’ve spent my time in the spotlight, but now I’ve gone back to my roots, working my family’s ranch. Some say I’m like a grizzly bear with a thorn in his paw, but I just want to work and go home to a good homecooked meal and some peace and quiet which has been hard to come by.

It’s not until she shows up that I realize how much more I want out of life. I’ll slay all her dragons, destroy her fears, and do all I can to get her to stay.


It’s been an hour and a half since I ran into my future wife, and I’m nervous. The first time, I didn’t get a chance to be nervous. I open the front door and then lock it behind me. I don’t want anyone in this house but us until I say so.

I barely get the door closed when I crash into her. She screeches out again, this time from the hot chocolate that’s all over her. I act quickly without thinking, knocking the cup down and lifting her shirt off of her. Tossing it before I open the front door and let the breeze in. “I’m so fucking sorry.”

“What the hell?” John barks from the porch. Suddenly I’m blocking his view of her in just that pink bra. “What’s going on, Tobias?”

“It’s an accident,” she calls out. I slam the door on my foreman. He knocks hard.

“If your ass wants your job, I’d quit the fucking knocking. She’s fine with me,” I shout through the door while keeping my eyes on Ava. “Go up and wash off, please.” I give her my best “I’m sorry” look and turn her around toward the stairs.

As soon as she’s out of sight, I open the door. “What the fuck? What part of ‘I wanted no one here’?”

“You forgot this, Tobias.” He hands me my gloves and phone and then his eyes catch the broken mug on the floor.  

“Thanks. It seems I’m two for two on startling her. This time it’s hot cocoa. I hope she doesn’t have to go to the hospital.”

“True. It’s a long drive from here. She took her top off?” he asks, raising his brow.

“No…I did. It’s the first thing I could think of. It happened with hot coffee, and my dad had me take off my shirt right away to stop the burn from getting worse.”

“No. I’m just shocked. That’s what people would do, but with the door open?” His brows jet upward.

“It’s freezing balls out there. I figured it would cool her off quickly without ice.” I acted like a nut, I’m sure, but I can’t explain my reactions when it comes to Ava.

“Not a bad idea, but a bit crazy.”             

I puff out my chest. “Welcome to the new Tobias Reynolds.”

“I kind of like this asshole better. Be nice and have a good night. I can’t wait to tell Louisa.” He laughs and shakes his head as he walks down my porch. I close the door and lock it. I look toward the stairs, but she’s not coming just yet. Damn, I hope she’s okay after I burned her like a jerk. I’m over here ready to kill the bastard who struck her, and then I cause my own damage to her beautiful, precious body. Staring at the broken mug, sopping wet shirt and floor, my anger at myself intensifies.

“Now to clean this mess up.” I walk into the kitchen and pull out the small garbage can from inside the pull-out cabinet drawer—a cool feature, I might add. Then I grab the towel on the oven and return to the mess I made. After picking up the broken pieces of ceramic, I sop up the mess and toss the old towel in the garbage. It’s going to need to be mopped. Damn it, I hate mopping. I walk to the broom closet and see the mop, which I have no intention of touching. There’s a Swiffer thing hanging on the hook, so I take it over there and use it. Once it’s spotless, I admire my handiwork. “That is much better.”

“Oh, I would have cleaned it up.” Her soft voice comes from behind me.

I turn my attention to her and do my best not to choke. She’s in a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. Both of them trace her curves so pleasantly, as if they were tailored for her. “I didn’t want it to seep into the wood. I’m sorry about that. Are you okay?”

“It’s a little tender, but I took a cooler shower than normal.” I close my eyes and try to breathe. My dick did not need the visual of her in the shower, but there it is. Like it’s on a fucking movie theater screen. My cock beats against my zipper, and I pray she doesn’t notice.

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C.M. Steele is a romance author who has been self-publishing since August 2014. She is a mother of three, living her busy life outside Chicago with her husband of sixteen years. Most of CM’s books center around a couple finding love almost immediately without all the messy bits. Although she really does love adding bad guys to hinder the couple’s happily ever after.

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Lara by CM Steele

Lara, Reynolds Ranch Book 1 by C.M. Steele is releasing on May 24th on all platforms!

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Going away to college was supposed to be a way to escape overbearing men trying to claim me. Still, I ran right into the king of security, thinking I could get past his guards.

I strolled into his party uninvited, thinking I’d had the upper hand. I was sorely mistaken, deliciously sore—and craving more. Landon Black sees, takes, and retains. The thing is, I need his possessiveness.

I want to be his only obsession.

And I quickly learn that I am.

My wicked little sneak strolled into my world, and now I can’t ever let her go. I’ve never expected to let anyone in, but the second I see her, I know Lara Reynolds will be Lara Black before she knows it. Unfortunately, I’m not the only one who has eyes on my girl, but they’ll learn quickly that I haven’t gotten to where I am by giving up on what I desire.

And Lara’s my greatest obsession.

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“Ms. Reynolds, will you honor me with this dance?” I ask. It’s not really a question, though, because I won’t be taking no for an answer. I take her hand and lead her away from her friend.

She pulls back on my hand, aggravating me. I turn and face her with a scowl, hoping she doesn’t choose to cause a scene because she’s not going to win. If she wanted to sneak in and play with the big boys, she’s going to learn that I’m not one to lose. 

“What do you mean? How do you know our names?” she asks, pressing her finger into my chest as if she has the right to challenge me. I like the spirit she possesses, which will be wonderful when I have her riding my dick tonight, creaming for me, but right now, I’m not in the mood to put up with it. 

I snag her offending finger and bring it to my lips, kissing the tip before pulling her body firmly to mine. My hand braces her chin as I tilt her face up to look me in the eyes. “How do you think you got in here? Do you think my men bought your fake invites or IDs?” She gasps slightly. I don’t know if it’s from my touch or from the news that she’s been caught. “Beautiful, I let you in because I wanted it to be so. Now, sway with me.” I lead her to the dance floor and pull her back tightly into my arms as Michael Bublé sings for us.

C.M. Steele is a romance author who has been self-publishing since August 2014. She is a mother of three, living her busy life outside Chicago with her husband of sixteen years. Most of CM’s books center around a couple finding love almost immediately without all the messy bits. Although she really does love adding bad guys to hinder the couple’s happily ever after.

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Wrong Side by HJ Bellus

Wrong Side: An Enemies-to-Lovers Sports Romance by HJ Bellus releases May 11th!

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Everyone knows the Bad Boys of Penwood University dominate campus life with their power to make or break anyone they want. Sadie Alexander never thought she’d end up on their radar. All she wanted was to escape her childhood, and Penwood was her ticket to a new life. But Theo Hudson, the number one Bad Boy and all-star football player, makes it clear he has his sights set on her.

She’d heard the stories, knew the warnings, yet Theo makes it impossible for her to run the other way. The harder she fights to keep her distance, the more determined he becomes to have her. But Sadie isn’t willing to risk everything she has worked so hard to achieve for a guy with a reputation.

The deeper Theo manages to slip into her life, the tighter Sadie gets wrapped up in the unraveling secrets around her.

In the end, Sadie is forced to answer one question…was he worth it?

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He leans down on the table, staring me in the eye, my iPad still clutched in his grip. I don’t back down even though every bone in my body wants to. I don’t speak up either.

“Do you understand the words coming out of my mouth?” He tilts up an eyebrow. 

“Enough, Arlo,” another voice bellows.

This gets his attention off of me. He stands upright, glancing over his shoulder.

“Move on,” the same voice sounds.

I take the chance to peer over my shoulder to see a similar-looking man with light scruff gracing his jawline with whiskey-colored hair.

The bully in front of me scoffs then glances back down at me. “Next time, make sure you push in your fucking chair.”

“Move,” the man roars, who stopped this whole shit show.

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, shot gunning a beer while listening to some Miranda Lambert on her Beats and rocking out in her boots.

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Two Princes by Cindy Kehagiaras

Two Princes by Cindy Kehagiaras is releasing May 10th!
Genre: Contemporary Clean Romance
Trope: Love Triangle, Suspense, Modern Royals, 1990’s

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══ B L U R B ══

In 1996, New York City, Los Angeles, and the Mediterranean kingdom of Safina are worlds apart, but bound by love.

When terrorists attack Safina’s royal family, its two princes handle things differently. One wants revenge, and the other wants to save the beautiful country on the Mediterranean’s coast.

New York lawyer, Jay Salas, has avoided his role as Safina’s prince his entire life. But when his cousin, Rhys, goes on an all-out rampage seeking revenge on the terrorists, Jay must navigate the consequences of his cousin’s disastrous actions. Meticulous and determined, Jay devises a plan to stop Rhys from inflicting more harm on their ancestral home. But there’s a wildcard-someone who threatens to tear apart the cousins, someone who owns their hearts.

Cori Bennett didn’t expect to be dragged into the middle of her ex-lover’s family drama. Used as a pawn by all sides, she doesn’t know who to trust. Career-focused and fiercely independent, Cori doesn’t have time to hunt down terrorists for her out-of-control ex, or his sexy cousin. But apparently, the fate of

Safina is at stake.

Only one thing is certain: in order for love to succeed, they’ll have to learn to trust each other and follow their hearts.


The server approached, and Jay pointed to Cori, blurting before she could say anything.

“Dirty Martini.” It wasn’t a question.

Cori straightened in shock. That was a surprise. How could he know her drink?

The drink that kept her in a position of control since vodka still had little effect on her 

and was strong enough for her to convey to the men that she was ready to hang with them. No wine or fruity, frothy drink would be acceptable. She’d match them drink for drink, able to negotiate with ease.

“Extra-dirty with three olives. Thank you,” she added, taking a long, hard look at Jay.

He was gorgeous! This was a problem.

This is a business meeting not a date.

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I am a storyteller first and foremost. My writing journey began after my 50th birthday and the lock-down provided me the opportunity to get my stories down. Some stories have been haunting my dreams for over forty years. But when the characters began shouting at me at all hours of the day and night I had to write them down, never having written before. My previous lives have been in advertising, fashion and as a small business owner.

I am clinically dyslexic (diagnosed in college) and have made it my life’s ambition to consume novels, poetry and article to push past those challenges and tell my stories.

A proud native-Californian, I live in Hermosa Beach, CA, a tiny beach-town in South Los Angeles County with my husband of sixteen years, two beautiful kids and two spunky-rescue kitties. 

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Alexius by Bella J

ALEXIUS, Dark Sovereign Book 1 by International Bestseller Author Bella J is releasing on May 10th!

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Series: Dark Sovereign Book 1
Genre: Dark Romance
Trope: Mafia Romance

I’ve never met him. Never even seen him.

But I’ve heard the whispers. The rumors. The stories about him being as cruel as his father.

Maybe even worse.

They say his presence wraps around your throat whenever he enters a room. And that’s exactly what I feel the moment he walks into the diner where I work, and I hear people breathe out his name.

Alexius Del Rossa.

They call him the crown prince of the Dark Sovereign—a society of men who own everything but the weather in this town.

Men say he has ice in his veins, and women talk about the corrupted heart in his chest. He’s the kind of man you pray never to cross paths with. The kind of man a girl like me has no chance of surviving.

But while his eyes trap mine, and his magnetism touches my skin, I’m unable to move when he forces me into a corner and hands me an envelope.

It’s an offer.

One I can’t refuse.

See, I have nothing. No family. No friends. No home.

I can disappear and no one will know.

And that is exactly why he chose me.

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I’m no fucking saint, and I’ve never shied away from expressing my sexual need when I’m turned the fuck on. But while I kissed her, feeling my cock stir and swell, I hated it. I fucking hated that her mouth tasted so damn good; it made me wonder what her cunt tasted like.

And now, while I hold her hand as we make our way past all the cheering guests, there’s anger crashing in my veins while my dick is still fucking hard. I don’t want to want her. I don’t want to even fucking like her because she represents the one thing I’m forced to do to appease my dying father and secure what is and always has been my birthright.

For what seems like fucking hours, Leandra and I are bombarded with an abundance of congratulatory words and well wishes from the fuckton of guests my parents insisted on inviting, and I’m getting more and more agitated by the minute.

As the crowd wanes off, I lean closer to my new wife. “Well done,” I taunt. “Now, keep that pretty smile on your face.”

Her response is a simple sideways glare, dark eyes raging with an emotion I choose not to dissect, and I turn my attention to Maximo, who stands by the entrance to the house and nods, conveying the message that he needs to speak with me. The fucking guy looks more uncomfortable in a suit than Isaia does.

I reach for Natalia as she walks past and pull her closer. “Stay with her.”

“Where are you going?”

“I’ll be back in a sec.”

“Alexius, this is your wedding.”

I pin Natalia with my gaze. “Stay with her, and make sure she doesn’t fuck up.”

“Don’t worry,” Leandra sneers from next to me, her eyes ablaze with what I assume can only be hatred. “I won’t fuck up. I’m a Del Rossa wife now.”

“For two fucking seconds.”

“I’m a fast learner.”

I step up to her, and no matter how hard she tries to square her shoulders, I’m still a fucking mountain compared to her tiny form. I glance down at her parted lips, their imprint still burning on my own. Reaching out, I place a palm on her cheek, slipping my hand back and gently weaving my fingers through her elegant updo before biting my fingertips into the back of her neck.

She gasps, and I bite my lip, keeping my gaze pinned on hers. To our guests, it looks like a loving touch as I lean closer to her ear, while her rapid breathing proves what my cruel touch really is…a motherfucking warning. “I would caution you against the arrogance that can easily come with your new role. You might have the Del Rossa name now, but you’re still nothing but a pathetic fucking stray.”

“Six months,” she bites out in a whisper. “I have your name for six months.”

“And how that six months end is completely up to you.”


Bella J is an International Bestselling Author, who loves writing dark and gritty romance with alpha-holes who have absolutely no redeeming qualities…until they do. Maybe. 

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The Rise of Saint

The Fall of Sin

American Street Kings Series

Royal Mafia Series

She lives in Cape Town, South Africa with her husband, two kids, and a chihuahua who gets treated like royalty. 

Bella J’s writing motto: The darker the road to love, the sweeter the HEA.

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A LITTLE BIT DIRTY by Willow Winters!!


A LITTLE BIT DIRTY by Willow Winters

Release Date: April 28th

Genre/Tropes: Second Chance Romance/Small Town Romance/Blue Collar



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“What were you doing out there?” she breathes, eyes flashing. Like maybe she wants to fuck me, maybe she wants to hit me. Hell, maybe she wants to do both at the same time and I wouldn’t blame her. “What the hell are you doing, Asher?”

“What are you doing?” I fire back, but my voice is low and tempts her.

A flush hits her cheeks as she breathes in. “I was just out with my friends. I’m having a good time. And you’re kind of ruining it,” she admits. Her tone is anything but confrontational, yet her statement throws me off.

“How? I’m ruining it? By talking to you?”

“No. You’re ruining it because you’re sitting at the end of the bar looking all hot,” her emerald eyes pin me in place when she adds, “and I want to kiss you. All I want to do is kiss you.”

“Kiss me, then,” I challenge, knowing she’s not going to and hoping she will anyway.



From USA Today and Wall Street Journal Bestselling romance author, Willow Winters, comes a second chance with a filthy mouthed, possessive hero, not willing to lose the love of his life again.

I’ve got a thing for men who work with their hands.

I thought I learned my lesson years ago. But here I am, back in the small town I grew up in, staring down the man who broke my heart years ago.

I intended to tell him off.

My plan was to flip him the bird and prove to both of us that he hadn’t ruined me.

I sure as hell wasn’t going to sleep with him.

Until he tells me he’s sorry.

Until he gives me that smoldering look I still dream about.

Until he whispers just beneath the shell of my ear… His breath trails down my neck and he leaves an opened mouth kiss right there, in that sensitive spot.

“You have no idea how much I’ve missed you.”

My treacherous heart wants more. More of him. More of us. But there’s a reason it didn’t work before and when you don’t learn from your past mistakes, you’re bound to repeat them.


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Willow Winters is so happy to be a USA Today, Wall Street Journal and #1 Contemporary Best Selling Author!

Willow started writing after having her little girl, Evie, December 2015. All during her pregnancy with Evie she continued to read and she only wanted to read romance. She was reading a book a day — sometimes two.

In January 2016 Willow was staying up late with Evie and just thinking of all these stories. They came to her constantly so she finally sat down and just started writing. She always wanted to do it so she figured, why not? Today Willow cannot be happier for making that decision!


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