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AVAILABLE NOW! When the Saint Falls (Westbrook Three #1) by A.D. McCammon, Genre: NA High School Bully Romance.

Title: When the Saint Falls
Series: Westbrook Three #1
Author: A.D. McCammon
Genre: NA High School Bully Romance
Release Date: January 16, 2020


 

Thatcher Michaelson is a bully. 

 

Arrogant. Cruel. Ruthless. 
And the most attractive guy I’ve ever laid eyes on. He’s the rebel of Westbrook high, and I’m merely the annoying goody two-shoes he dubbed the saint. 
 
There must be something wrong with me. After nearly two years of dirty looks and constant humiliation, I’m still crushing on the guy who hated me on sight. 

Then he kissed me and instead of the ice-cold gaze I was accustomed to, I saw passion burning behind his dark molten eyes. 
 
Violet St. James doesn’t belong in my world.
Good. Kind. Pure. 
She’s everything I’m not.
She doesn’t just look like an angel, she is one. And I’ve fought every impulse to make her mine.
 
But all my efforts went up in flames the second I tasted her sweet lips. My inability to stay away has changed everything. 
 
She’s determined to break down all my walls, but my little saint doesn’t understand the consequences of her actions. 

She tells me she’s not afraid of the fall.
But she should be.

 

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AVAILABLE NOW! Protecting What’s Mine: A Small Town Love Story by Lucy Score, Genre: Contemporary Romance

Title: Protecting What’s Mine: A Small Town Love Story
Author: Lucy Score
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: January 16, 2020

If you can’t stand the heat, don’t fall for a firefighter…

Fire Chief Lincoln Reed is known for his heroics in the fire department and in the bedroom. Life is a never-ending good time. Until she lands in the middle of the accident scene he’s working…and then his backyard. Too bad she’s immune to flirty first responders.
Flight trauma surgeon Mackenzie O’Neil is on a crash course with burnout. She’s got a scar on her face and a shake in her hands. A temporary job as a small-town family physician is just the prescription. She’ll learn to meditate. Sleep more. Take up gardening.

She definitely won’t take her shirtless, firefighting neighbor’s hot body for a test drive.

But Linc and his tattoos are very persuasive. What’s a harmless little adrenaline-fueled fling between neighbors? It’s all naked fun and games until the shadows from Mack’s past find their way into her present. Can Linc be her hero when she needs him the most or will their scars ruin everything?

One thing is certain: Someone is going to get burned.

Author’s Warning: This small-town happily ever after is smokin’ hot, sweetly hilarious, deliciously suspenseful, and a one-two punch to the feels. One-click for a disaster dog, precocious kids, a good ol’ fistfight, nosy neighbors, high-adrenaline first responder heroics, firefighter bromance, and kitchen sexytimes.

Lucy Score is a Wall Street Journal and #1 Amazon bestselling author. Small town contemporary rom-coms are her lady jam and she enjoys delivering the feels with a huge side of happily ever after.
 
Her books have been translated into several languages, making readers around the world snort laugh, swoon, and sob. Lucy lives in Pennsylvania with the devastatingly handsome Mr. Lucy and their horrible cat.
 
In her spare time she enjoys sleeping, drinking copious amounts of coffee, and reading all the romance novels in the universe.
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Valentine’s with the Single Dad (Single Dad’s of Seattle Book 7) by Whitley Cox, Genre: Steamy, Contemporary Romance; Rom-Com; Single Dad; Holiday

Title: Valentine’s with the Single Dad
Series: Single Dad’s of Seattle Book 7
Author: Whitley Cox
Genre: Steamy, Contemporary Romance; Rom-Com; Single Dad; Holiday
Release Date: February 18, 2020
When a business arrangement takes a personal turn …
 
Welcome to Seattle, the Emerald City and home to The Single Dads of Seattle. Ten sexy single fathers who play poker every Saturday night, have each other’s backs, love their children without quarter, and hope to one day find love again.
This is Mason’s story …
 
Single Dad of Seattle Mason Whitfield made some big changes in his life five years ago, starting with quitting his Fortune 500 job and moving away. Now he’s back in Seattle, he bought a bar and is finally a father—life is good. But when a beautiful mystery woman keeps coming to his bar interviewing men night after night, Mason’s curiosity is piqued and he just has to know more.
Five years ago, cancer nearly killed Lowenna Chambers. Then her husband left her—for her sister. Now in remission, she just opened up her own chocolate shop and is determined to live the best life possible. Until she’s asked to do the impossible: design an enormous chocolate center piece and give a speech for her sister and ex-husband’s wedding, on Valentine’s day of all days. A perfect opportunity to show them she’s moved on. But first, she needs a date. A drool-worthy hunk who will steal the show. Cue, Mason who is tall, dark, dangerous and with two sleeves of tattoos to boot.
But as the wedding approaches it’s no longer a simple business arrangement between Mason and Lowenna. She likes him and he wants her, but love is never that simple and a future together begins to look unattainable.
Can Lowenna get over her pain and heartache and spend Valentine’s with the single dad, or will she let yesterday haunt her today, ruining any chance of a beautiful tomorrow?
**Note: This book can be read as a standalone. It includes lots of steamy scenes, cursing, and of course as with all my books, this has an HEA and no cliffhanger or cheating. If you like single dads who take charge, this book is for you.

He handed her the water bottle, and she took a sip, pulling her dress down over her knees and tucking her breasts back into the top of her dress at the same time. Even though he told her she wasn’t allowed to be shy, she was having a hard time looking at him. 
She located her G-string, but it was too far away on the floor, and for some reason she didn’t think he’d be too pleased with her if she stood up and retrieved it. So instead, she simply sat there, staring at her knitted hands, her stomach churning, her pulse thundering in her ears and her thighs slick. 
“Lowenna.” His deep, calm voice drew her to look at him. How could she not? His gaze was kind but avid, almost concerned. Heat still flickered behind the intense blue, but there was also a wariness there now too. “You okay?”
She nodded for what she felt like was the millionth time. “Yeah.” She exhaled. “I’m more than okay.”
That earned her a big smile. 
“Good. Me too.” He reached over and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, his hand lingering and then cupping her cheek, his pinky finger resting along her neck, undoubtedly feeling her rapid pulse. “I’ve wanted this for so long, Lowenna. Wanted you. Since the moment you came into my bar and sat there with your little notebook and pen, interviewing man after man … ” He shook his head and huffed a laugh, glancing down at his lap. “Even if you weren’t interviewing gigolos or, I dunno … if you were a madam of some kind, I wanted you. Wanted to get to know you, everything about you.” 
She blew out a breath and leaned into his hand, closing her eyes. “Mason … I … ” She blinked rapidly a few times as she took a moment to process everything he’d just said. When she lifted her head to his meet his gaze once again, the look that greeted her was no longer worrisome or wary. It was intense and heated, and it made her entire body tremble instantly. 
He ran his free hand through his hair, exhaling another shaky laugh. “Hell, I didn’t even know you yet, had the opportunity to kiss half a dozen women on New Year’s Eve, and I didn’t, because all I could think about was you. I’m falling for you.” His lips twisted. “Or maybe I’ve already fallen, I don’t know. But I don’t want this to be a business arrangement anymore. I want us to be real. I want us to be together. I don’t want to just give you the boyfriend experience, I want to be your boyfriend.”
Holy shit. 

 

Desire … and something else rolled through her in big, lazy waves, touching every inch of her until her entire body burned like the surface of the sun for the man whose soulful blue eyes were at that moment looking at her like no man had ever looked at her before.
  
  
A Canadian West Coast baby born and raised, Whitley is married to her high school sweetheart, and together they have two beautiful daughters and a fluffy dog. She spends her days making food that gets thrown on the floor, vacuuming Cheerios out from under the couch and making sure that the dog food doesn’t end up in the air conditioner. But when nap time comes, and it’s not quite wine o’clock, Whitley sits down, avoids the pile of laundry on the couch, and writes.
 
A lover of all things decadent; wine, cheese, chocolate and spicy erotic romance, Whitley brings the humorous side of sex, the ridiculous side of relationships and the suspense of everyday life into her stories. With single dads, firefighters, Navy SEALs, mommy wars, body issues, threesomes, bondage and role-playing, these books have everything we need to satisfy the curious kink in all of us.

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Release Blitz: Baiting Him (How to Catch an Alpha #2) by Aurora Rose Reynolds, Genre: Contemporary Romance is Available Now!

 

 

Title: Baiting Him

Series: How to Catch an Alpha #2

Author: Aurora Rose Reynolds

Publisher: Montlake Romance

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: January 14, 2020

 

Blurb
Chrissie doesn’t
have time for guys, hot or otherwise; most days, she barely has time to sleep.
With a thriving bakery that demands her attention and plenty of proof that
relationships aren’t worth the trouble, she’s content to go it alone. Too bad
she’s unwittingly baited Mr. Tall, Dark, and Way Too Gorgeous—and he’s just
waiting for a chance to bite.
Gaston is used to
getting what he wants, but he also knows nothing good ever comes easy. From the
moment he meets Chrissie, he realizes that this woman who makes him laugh,
smells like cupcakes, and looks like a tasty snack is going to be his greatest
challenge. And if he’s lucky, she’ll be his biggest reward.
But someone else
wants to catch Gaston at all costs—even if it means endangering the lives of
the people he loves. Somehow Gaston must thwart danger and convince Chrissie
that he’s the perfect catch.

 

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Author Bio
Aurora Rose
Reynolds is a New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling
author whose wildly popular series include Until, Until Him, Until Her,
Underground Kings and Shooting Stars.
Her writing
career started in an attempt to get the outrageously alpha men who resided in
her head to leave her alone and has blossomed into an opportunity to share her
stories with readers all over the world.
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New Release: Wanting Her Stepdad by Sadie Baron, Steamy Contemporary Romance is Available Now!

Title: Wanting Her Stepdad
Author: Sadie Baron
Genre: Steamy Contemporary Romance
Release Date: January 14, 2020

When Mom told me she was getting married again, I hated the idea of moving in with a strange man. Then I met muscular biker Gage, and I decided I liked him after all.

 

Way too much, actually.
 
With his big, clever hands, stormy eyes and strong, protective body, he keeps me safe from the vicious fights Mom picks with me. 
 
Now Mom’s left us and it’s just me and Gage. He has me purring like an engine whenever he’s close. The way his eyes caress me, I know he wants me, too.
 
We shouldn’t give in to our desires.
 
We really shouldn’t.
 
But I can’t help myself.
 
I’m burning up with need for Gage, and I’m going to show him just how much I’ve been wanting my stepdad.
 
Author’s note: With Mom out of the picture, this Daddy only wants his stepdaughter, and he’s going to protect her with everything he has. A short, steamy, over-the-top insta-love romance that will have you squirming beneath your plaid skirt!
 
His fingers tighten on my flesh. “We can’t, Hallow. You know that.”

He’s looking down at my breasts, and my nipples are standing out hard through my T-shirt. I still can’t read his expression but he’s breathing deeply and his body is getting hotter and hotter.

“I can’t be good for you?” I whimper.

Gage groans and his large hands grip my ass, his fingers pressing against the seams of my shorts. He pushes me against the garage wall and holds me there. He pins me with his hips, and I can feel his huge cock through his jeans against my clit. My eyes open wide as he thrusts up against me, rubbing back and forth, all the while his eyes on mine.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he growls.

The desire builds between us, our breaths synching, and I forget about everything else. The fact that he’s my stepdad, that this is wrong, that my mother could come home at any moment, it all disappears. I lick my pink glossy lips as I pant with desire, gazing into his eyes.

Gage leans in and bites my lip. I cry out loudly, and rub my pelvis hard against his. His cock is right over my sex and it’s making me crazy. I’m panting hard and rubbing faster and faster. It’s just like it is late at night in my bed except now it’s much better because it really is Gage I’m rubbing against, fast and intense through our clothes.

“Yes, babygirl. Come on my dick. Show me how good you are for me.”

As he thrusts, holding me there, one of his large hands slides up under my skirt and palms my breast. He groans as he feels my bare skin on his palm. His kisses grow deeper and his thrusts harder from the touch, sending my body into an ecstasy I have no power over.
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Release Blitz: The Rebel and the Rogue (Interstellar Brides #19) by Grace Goodwin, Genre: Sci-Fi Romance is Available Now!

 

 

Title: The Rebel and the Rogue
Series: Interstellar Brides #19
Author: Grace Goodwin
Genre: Sci-Fi Romance
Release Date: January 14, 2020

 

Blurb
Zenos, from the Astra Legion of Rogue 5, is on a mission to
find an antidote to the deadly venom flowing through his
body.  Without the antidote, one bite during mating will kill a
Forsian’s chosen female. Zenos must acquire the serum at any cost,
for like his Atlan cousins, his mating instinct will eventually consume him.
The last thing he needs is a distraction, but one look at the defiant female
bounty hunter and he can’t deny his body what she’s offering—a few wild hours
of pleasure.
Ivy Birkeland’s entire ReCon unit was annihilated as a result of Quell, a
mind-altering drug the pirates of Rogue 5 are known to distribute. A rebel to
her core, her heart still broke when she was forced to walk away from her life
as a Coalition fighter. Now she hunts a bounty that will allow her to
catch the criminals selling Quell and avenge her dead friends. Free of the
Coalition Fleet’s strict regulations, she makes a deal with an unknown Rogue 5
operative to gain access to his home planet and travels to Transport Station Zenith
to meet him.

When Ivy’s smoking hot, one-night-stand turns out to be her Rogue 5 contact,
every carefully-laid plan she’s made goes to hell. Because when a rebel and a
rogue are forced to work together, sparks will fly. They don’t need the
criminals to kill them, they just might finish each other…if they don’t fall
in love first.

 

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Author Bio
Grace Goodwin is a USA Today and international
bestselling author of Sci-Fi and Paranormal romance with nearly one million
books sold. Grace’s titles are available worldwide in multiple languages in
ebook, print and audio formats. Two best friends, one left-brained, the other
right-brained, make up the award-winning writing duo that is Grace Goodwin.
They are both mothers, escape room enthusiasts, avid readers and intrepid
defenders of their preferred beverages. (There may or may not be an ongoing tea
vs. coffee war occurring during their daily communications.) Grace loves to
hear from readers.

 

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New Release: Boots (Phoenix Skulls MC) by Jessie Cooke, MC Romance is Available Now!

Title: Boots
Series: Phoenix Skulls MC
Author: Jessie Cooke
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: January 13, 2020

 

 
Loyalty is everything.
Neglected at home, bullied in school, Matteo “Boots” Romano had to learn too young how to take care of himself.
 
Raised in a 1% MC by a father who thought of her as little more than a commodity, Celeste Hall spent her young life plotting her escape.
 
Whether it was fate that brought them together that night, or Matteo’s resolve to see the mysterious, beautiful Celeste one more time before he left New York, neither of them might ever know. But when the two teenagers literally collide in the night, they set in motion a series of events that will take them across the United States and even into Mexico as Celeste runs from her past, her present, and an uncertain future…and Boots searches for a place where he might finally feel like he truly belongs.
 
Just as Boots starts to fall in love with the feisty young woman with eyes the color of the sea, he is forced to learn a hard truth, that loyalty might just be no more than a word in the dictionary.
 
Celeste will spend the better part of the next decade on the run, moving from one dangerous situation to the next, while Boots forges a path toward success. When he ultimately takes a fork in the road that leads him to the Westside Skulls clubhouse, he’ll finally discover the place he’s been searching for, the place where he belongs. From Westside in Fresno to the newest chapter of the Skulls in Phoenix, Boots will once again begin to carve out his own future…one that will suddenly be threatened by a web of lies, a brutal murder and the kidnapping of a young boy.
When it looks like Boots might have committed these heinous acts, will the Skulls turn their backs on one of their own? Or will they pull together and prove to Boots and the rest of the world that the U.S. Marine’s aren’t the only brotherhood who refuse to leave a man behind?

Prologue – Present Day
Boots signed for his belongings and walked out of the jail, squinting at the hot Phoenix sun as soon as he stepped outside. Once his eyes adjusted, he saw his long-haired, tattooed friend, Finn McGregor, leaning into his Harley and watching him. Finn was called “Snake” by most of the guys, and he also went by VP since he had been patched over as vice president of the Phoenix Skulls. But to Boots, at least one to one, he was just his crazy, Irish friend. They’d been through a lot together in the short year they’d known each other, and Finn’s green eyes were some of the most expressive ones that Boots had ever seen. But for the first time since he met the young, friendly Irishman, he was afraid to look into them. It had been one hell of a few weeks…the worst in Boots’ life, and that was saying a lot.
He finally stepped down toward the parking lot, reaching Snake in a few steps. Snake put his hand out and the two men clasped fists and brought it in for a quick hug. When Boots pulled back Snake said, “How bad was it?”
Boots didn’t want to talk about it, and the bruises on his face and knuckles should tell his friend all he really needed to know. If he wanted more of the story, he’d have to see the binder holding Boots’ ribs together and the spaces way in the back where there used to be teeth, before the side of his face made contact with a massive fist. None of that was the worst part, though. The worst scars Boots would carry inside of him, the way he had with everything else his entire life. “Not too,” he said. “But if anyone knows what it’s like in there, it’s you.”
Snake grinned. “Hey, I haven’t been locked up in over a year.”
Boots smiled. “Some kind of record, huh?” Boots had a rough life, but as an adult he’d avoided jail, until now. “Where’s my bike?”
“Prince is on his way to pick you up in the van. I just didn’t want to leave you waiting out here by yourself.” That made sense considering that he was the pariah of the community these days; even in the parking lot of the busiest jail in Maricopa County it surprised Boots that some of the “community” weren’t waiting for him with pitchforks and torches. What interested him the most about Snake’s “answer” to his question was that the Irishman avoided telling him where his bike had ended up.
“Okay, thanks. But where’s my bike?”
Snake grimaced and said, “What’s left of it is at the shop.”
“Fuck.” The sound of the Phoenix Skulls van pulling into the lot sent a jolt of relief through Boots’ body. He was never one to back down from a fight, but as of late he’d had more than his fair share. Just then all he wanted was to be in his own trailer, in his own shower and his own clothes and his own bed. Three weeks in county jail had been a special kind of hell…
“Dax Marshall’s old lady is here.”
Boots took his eyes off the van as Prince parked it alongside them, and looked back at Snake. “Jace asked her to come?”
Snake nodded. “He said he didn’t trust anyone else to defend you.”
Boots sighed. “You think that means he believes me?”
Snake, always the peacemaker, nodded enthusiastically. “Of course he believes you. Brother, we all know you and we know there’s no fucking way you’d ever…you know, do that.”
Snake couldn’t even bring himself to say it…what Boots was being charged with. Boots didn’t blame him; the words were ugly, the accusation even uglier. “Hey, man, we better get a move on,” Prince said. “There’s a group of about a dozen people out front with signs and bullhorns and shit. I’d lie down in back if I were you as we go by.”
Fuck. Boots wished he would wake up from this nightmare and find out that it was all just that…a horrible dream. He wished so many things, the least of which was that he’d never laid eyes on Celeste Hall…or Sadie Gray…whatever the fuck she was calling herself these days. Maybe then, he wouldn’t be a walking target, persona non grata in the first place in his life that had ever really felt like home.
“There he is!” Before Boots could even react to the loud voices, Snake and Prince had their hands on him, pushing him into the van. His first impulse was to stand his ground, and fight, no matter how tired or outnumbered he was. But there was still a part of his brain working rationally, and he knew they were right and he had to get the fuck out of there before things exploded and he ended up right back inside the cement building that loomed behind him.
He was practically shoved into the van by his brothers, and the door was slammed shut, but not before he heard the ugly accusations being hurled in his direction. He’d heard it all before he was locked up, and again while he was inside for three weeks, awaiting his bail hearing…but it never got easier. Hearing it still made him sick to his stomach and although he knew it wasn’t true, it still made him loathe himself.
Prince jumped into the driver’s seat and Boots sat on the floor of the van with his back up against the side. He covered his ears with his hands and they were a mile away in sixty seconds, but Boots didn’t uncover his ears. Even over the noise of the van’s V-8 engine and the stereo that Prince had cranked out, he could hear it…the ugly, hateful word they’d labeled him with…the word that had not only taken up residence in his head but seeped into his soul. For a few seconds he believed that he just couldn’t take it any longer. He had to make it stop. He pulled his head forward, and then slammed it back into the side of the van, and it worked for one blessed second. But then they started again…slowly, and in a whisper. Before long the single voice turned into a collection of voices, voices he recognized. They were the voices of his community, the voices of his brothers and sisters in the club, his new family. They were the voices of the very people who taught him the true meaning of love and respect and family. They were the ones that spoke up for him when he was first accused, the ones who professed to always have his back. But Boots had seen the change in them all…he’d watched as the doubt had seeped into their eyes. And now their voices were in his head, and collectively they were whispering one horrific word. In the past three weeks he’d even considered taking his own life, before someone else did. The only thing stopping him was his fear that when he was dead and gone, that one word would define him forever…maybe it would even be etched into his gravestone. One word, one lie he feared everyone else believed…

 

“Pedophile.”
    

 

Jessie Cooke writes hot romance novels about tough guys, bad boys, bikers, fighters and lovers and the women of strong character who tame them.

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New Release: Bourbon Love Notes (Barrel House #1) by Shari J. Ryan, Genre: Contemporary Romance is Available Now!

 

 

Title: Bourbon Love Notes
Series: Barrel House #1
Author: Shari J. Ryan
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: January 13, 2020

 

Blurb
In a split second, life can steal a last breath … and
derail all future plans.
While flying home after a phone call that left me
heartbroken, a row to myself would have been ideal. Instead, I was unknowingly
sitting shoulder to shoulder with a strikingly attractive single dad and
ex-Marine. I could have pretended not to notice the man, but there was
something familiar about him.
It didn’t take long before I pieced together where I knew
him from or why he was back in my life.
With chaos holding me hostage, I wanted to hide but couldn’t
avoid Brett Pearson, our old family friend, and my teenage crush, because he
kindly offered to help out with my family’s business—The Barrel House.
Handling my father’s distillery would be a distraction from
my brutal reality. Except, I never paid close attention to the art of making
bourbon, unlike Brett, who was full of bourbon knowledge. He offered to teach
me a thing or two, but all I could focus on was the way his lips moved when he
spoke to me.
I needed to grieve, and my head was in the wrong place at
the wrong time, but my heart was splitting at the seams.
Bourbon was spilled, drinks were shared, but could passion
ignite from a dying last wish?

 

 
 
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Copyright 2019 –
Shari J. Ryan
 
How can Dad be
thinking about so much when he doesn’t know if there will be a tomorrow? I
can’t believe he already hired someone to run the business. I can’t pretend
like I ever had intentions of taking over the shop, even knowing Dad wouldn’t
be able to run it forever, but the thought hadn’t crossed my mind because Dad
is supposed to live well past his retirement age. Nothing has gone as I have
planned since I graduated college, and while I have traveled along with the
bumps in the road, everything feels like it’s crashing down on me now. 
Maybe I have no
business being in The Barrel House, pretending like I know everything there is
to know about running a bourbon distillery. 
“Melody!” It’s
Brett
. He’s calling after me. Doesn’t he know when a woman runs out a door,
it’s probably best not to follow her?
I turn back toward
the firehouse, watching him walk toward me. My instinct forces me to take a
step back, which causes me to trip off the curb. I catch myself on a car,
thankfully, but the car’s alarm beeps at me just to add an extra dose of
humiliation to this moment.
My heart is in my
throat, or maybe it’s my stomach. My head is spinning and … why did he have
to come after me?
“I need to get back
home. I should be with my dad,” I tell him, looking both ways to make sure I
don’t get creamed by a car on top of it all. The coast is clear and I cross the
street, finding my way to Mom’s car. 
“Wait up for a
second,” Brett continues, following me across the street. He places his hand on
the door, preventing me from opening it and jumping inside. “Your dad wanted a
bottle,” he says, handing me the bottle of Red Apple that Dad did, in fact,
request. 
“How did you—” 
“He called to warn
me that you were on your way down, flustered, upset, trying to be a hero, and
you’d most likely forget that he requested a bottle of Red Apple.” Brett laughs
sweetly, smiling benevolently. “I’m not trying to take over your family
business, despite what you might be thinking. My dad has been a barrel supplier
for your dad since before either of us were born. I was just asked to come help
you guys out.” 
“I know.” In truth,
I don’t understand much of anything now. I’ve been going a mile a minute since
I got that letter yesterday. I’ve been awake since five this morning, and I’m
exhausted. “Thank you for coming to help,” I offer sincerely, wishing he would
move his hand from my door. 
“I’m sorry for what
you’re going through. I wouldn’t wish this on anyone.” The look in Brett’s eyes
triggers more pain in my stomach. I’m losing my dad. 
“I don’t know what
else to do right now other than help him, and being in his shop feels like the
only way I can help,” I explain. 
The backs of my eyes
burn. I’m supposed to be the strong one, but I’m falling apart. I stare up to
the sky, waning away the threatening tears. Keep it together, Melody. My
body doesn’t respond to my command. Tears trickle, one by one and I gasp for
air as my lungs feel like they are deflating. I place my hands over my face,
embarrassed to be crying in front of Brett Pearson of all people, but the pain
has been building, and though I let a few tears escape this morning at the
airport, it clearly wasn’t enough. “I’m sorry,” I mutter. 
Arms envelop me and
my head falls against his firm chest. His embrace is tight and though I don’t know
the adult version of Brett well enough to feel comfort from a hug, the squeeze
is alleviating some of the pressure in my chest. 
The rate of my
breaths slow and I’m able to stop the tears from falling. Brett must notice
that I’ve calmed down because his arms release from around me and he takes a
step back. I don’t know what else to say or do aside from searching his
worry-filled eyes as if I’d find the answer there. 
He presses the pad
of his thumb beneath my eye and sweeps away a remaining tear. “Take some time
to process it all,” Brett says, sounding wise beyond his years. “I don’t know
how long you’ve known about your Dad becoming sick again, but I doubt there’s
any length of time that’s long enough to accept or adjust to that kind of news.”
“I’m going to—” I
point to the car.
Brett backs away,
slipping his hands into his back pockets. I close myself into the car, rest my
head back, and close my eyes for a minute before starting the engine. 
A knock on the
window startles my eyes to reopen. Brett is standing outside of the car holding
up the bottle of Red Apple. I roll the window down and retrieve the bottle.
“Thank you,” I tell him. “For everything.” 
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Author Bio
Shari J. Ryan is
an International Bestselling Author of Contemporary Romance and Women’s
Fiction. 
She lives in
Massachusetts with her husband and two young sons.  Shari started her career as a graphic artist
and freelance writer, then found her passion for writing books back in 2011.
She has been slaying words and creating imaginary friends ever since.
With over 125k
books sold, Shari’s books have hit Amazon’s Top 100 bestseller list, Barnes
& Noble’s Top 10, and iBooks at #1.
Some of Shari’s bestselling books include Last Words, The Other Blue
Sky, A Heart of Time, and Man Flu from the Man Cave Collection.
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Release Blitz: Love Bitten (Vampire Blood Royals #1) by Sabrina C Rose, Genre: Paranormal Romance is Available Now!

 

 

Title: Love Bitten
Series: Vampire Blood Royals #1
Author: Sabrina C Rose
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: January 3, 2020

 

Blurb
What happens when she destroys a vampire’s prized
possession? He wants revenge… in every delicious way he can think of.

ERICA

It was official. Karma had a vendetta against her.

The latest? Two scantily clad women were making their way up to her fiancé’s
office in the middle of the night. On their anniversary.

If karma was too stubborn to do anything about it, she’d take matters into her
own hands. And her revenge came in the form of a metal bat against her fiancé’s
shiny new car.

Only, karma was plotting against her. It wasn’t his car that she’d smashed into
oblivion. It belonged to someone else. Someone whose dark emerald green eyes,
livid face, and fierce stare left her breathless and quaking from more than
just fear.

JULIUS

She should have come issued with a warning. Danger. Caution. Something.

Hell, he even missed the red flag when she’d smashed his car to pieces. But the
way she gripped the rod between her fingers had him imagining her fingers
digging into him while he drank her blood and pounded her into the sheets.

And the way her doe innocent eyes widened and full pouty lips gasped like she
could read every filthy thought in his mind, only revved the beast inside of
him.

Dive into this heart stopping fan-favorite today!

 

 
 
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Excerpt
Julius’s face burned
hot as he took in the scene in front of him. He tried to breathe through it,
but the beast inside of him rose higher to the surface with every inhale. His
canine fangs elongated and sharpened. Two stupid humans were destroying his
brand new, top of the line, custom designed car with pristine leather seats so
soft that every baby butt in the alter realm would weep in shame.
He was going to kill
them.
Calm, brother. Evan’s mutinous voice squeezed between
his thoughts of breaking one girl in half before draining the other.
Stop reading my
mind
. Julius seethed.
Your fangs are
down.
He forced them to
recede as he closed the distance between them.
“What are you
doing?” Julius roared. The sudden sound sent them both jolting up right.
A sharp gasp escaped
one as she whipped around, dropping the bat in her hands with a clink at her
feet. Her heart beat like a battering ram inside her chest. Its quick pace
formed a hypnotic beat that revved the beast inside of him. Her blood pumped up
her neck and settled in her cheeks, making him wet his lips in hunger. He
wondered what she tasted like. His fangs threatened to drop again.
Julius, you need
to think of something else.
Get out of my
head.
Focus on
something else. You’re losing it.
Evan’s words flitted
from his mind as his gaze reluctantly travelled from her throat to her face.
The universe
blinked. Everything peeled away, then refocused solely on her. She. Was.
Gorgeous.
Her face was so
striking. Round, innocent cheeks, big doe eyes, and near perfect symmetry. He
wanted to study her for an eternity. Her hazel eyes were wild with emotion.
When they found his, a jolt of electricity shot straight to his groin.
Julius sucked in a
slow breath as his gaze trailed down the length of her. Golden wavy hair fell
down to the small of her back, while fuck-me curves and legs that belonged
tightly wrapped around his waist called to him. One singular thought repeated
in his mind: Claim her.
Praise for Love Bitten
“Love this!
Julius is hotter than August in Texas! Erica is just adorable…” – Patti
“Loving the
story so far…” – Diana
“This will
have readers hooked and coming back for more. I know I certainly want
to.” – Nikki
Wow, just wow! I
thought I didn’t really like vampire books. Boy was I wrong. – Anne-Marie
“YES! I love this
story…. curious about Gustav, Damian…. and all the other brothers!” – Lisa
Brin 
“OMG ..I’m loving
this!! I’ve just finished chapter 10 and can’t wait for the next!! Yikes! 
Thanks…❤❤” – Rebecca S.


Author Bio
Sabrina C Rose lives in the dry heat of Arizona, where she
spends her days retreating from the sun and her nights cooking up fairy tales
that include oodles of paranormal goodness.
When she’s not plotting against the vampire king, she’s
kicking back and watching all the Netflix. Current line-up: Agents of Shield,
the Originals, Sense8, and Stranger Things.
Ask her why Eric Northman is one of the greatest vampire
boyfriends ever created and you may unearth the secrets to the universe (no
promises, though).
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