Seducing Mr Darcy by Amali Rose
What the hell is wrong with me right now?I never get distracted by men. Never. It’s my golden rule.No men, no distractions, no losing focus on the end goal.Blinking furiously against my ridiculous fantasy, it takes me a moment to realize that Xander is standing mere feet from my seat, his gaze silently locked on me.And, as if I needed another reminder that you should be careful what you wish for, instead of his heated stare eating me up, he is glaring at me, seemingly infuriated.
Genre: Contemporary MC Romance
Release Date: March 24, 2020
the new guy had a hard on for making my life a living hell.
deviance in her eyes just itching to be to lead astray.
Jane is a born and bred kiwi girl with a passion for romance and writing.
gets the chance she enjoys the little things in life such as reading, dancing,
music, and Facebook, but her world really revolves around the little girl who
calls her Mum. It’s an awkward balance between alpha males and Disney
princesses but it works.
on a small farm next to the beach will always make her a country girl at heart.
But since moving away to a small town close to the city she’s discovered a
dangerous love for shopping.
stories has been something that’s come naturally since she was young, and with
the massive support of her friends and family, she finally decided to step out
of her comfort zone and share them with the world.
bringing her books to life with strong female leads, sexy passionate men and a
rollercoaster of twists and turns that lead to the happily ever after that her
an Ex-Mr. Universe. Ex-Mr. Olympus. An Ex-Hollywood Stuntman. But no one from
my small hometown cares anything about that. They only care that I’m the
ex-boyfriend to the beloved Mayor’s daughter, Elaina Dyker.
bakery while she takes on chemo. What should have been a routine cupcake
delivery turns into utter chaos when the bachelorette party thinks I’m a
stripper. And what’s worse? Elaina is the maid of honor.
positively infested with tipsy bridesmaids looking for my erotic cupcakes.
Beefcake, and Ms. Prude, to star in a reality show.
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take flight. And I believe in giving credit where credit is due. Occasionally
someone (ie – my husband) will try to secretly switch out my beloved regular
coffee for decaf. I always know the difference. ALWAYS (I’m looking at you,
never wear white without spilling on myself. And I’ve never read Pride and
covers with a flashlight (seriously, did we ALL do this? I think we did.), I
wanted to read about the tough as nails heroine. The perfectly imperfect girl
with quirks and attitude and sass. And the anti-heroes who were anything but
“Prince Charming.” Forget the knight on a white horse… give me the bad boy on a
those years ago—the sassy heroines. The badass heroes. I spend my days in the
throes of my imagination and am loving every minute of it. I can travel
anywhere and become anyone I want to be. One day, I’m a mechanic in Boston and
the next, I’m a vampire stripping in Las Vegas.
author with 15 published books, in a wide range of contemporary romance
genres–(Paranormal, New Adult, Small town, Erotic Suspense… you name it!).
beautiful (although kinda chilly) Portland, Maine. I now live full time in
‘Vacationland’ with a kind of mean cat, a mellow chihuahua, and a very NOT
mellow lab-pittie mix. Oh, yeah… there’s a husband who draws comics somewhere
in that mix, too.
fabulous (albeit sometimes impractical) shoes.
free to drop me an email at email@example.com or connect with me on Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter (@katanacollins). You can find a list of my
available books over on my Bookshelf or if you’ve already
read a book, it would make my day if you wrote a review!
Series: Less Than #3
completes a sexy contemporary series with an unrequited crush on the bad boy
Caleb Carr might have once been ready for commitment, but when the unexpected
slams into him with the force of a two-ton truck, he knows he has to run away
from anything that might be important. Zoey might well be his final temptation,
but to keep her whole, he’ll walk away.
from afar repeatedly ever since. It doesn’t help that every time she sees
him—even when she’s running away halfway across the world—he’s with another
woman. She’s watched him fall in lust her entire life. Now, she’s ready to
watch him fall in love. With her.
Chance encounters of the sequined kind, best friends who aren’t really just
your friend, and childhood meet cutes that are anything but cute force the Carr
siblings to face what life has brought them. Again.
Ryan is the New York Times and USA
Today bestselling author of contemporary, paranormal, and young adult romance.
Her works include the Montgomery Ink, Redwood Pack, Fractured Connections, and
Elements of Five series, which have sold over 3.0 million books worldwide. She
started writing while in graduate school for her advanced degree in chemistry
and hasn’t stopped since. Carrie Ann has written over seventy-five novels and
novellas with more in the works. When she’s not losing herself in her emotional
and action-packed worlds, she’s reading as much as she can while wrangling her
clowder of cats who have more followers than she does.
Series: Cape Harbor #1
Publisher: Montlake Romance
Heidi McLaughlin comes a heartfelt story about overcoming great loss and
forgiving past sins to find happiness again.
accident claimed the love of her life, Austin Woods. Desperate to move forward,
Brooklyn has focused on raising her daughter for the past fourteen years. But
when the opportunity comes along to renovate, and possibly buy, the old
Driftwood Inn, Brooklyn knows it’s time to go home.
easy. For one, Austin’s best friend, Bowie Holmes, still lives in
Cape Harbor. Brooklyn hasn’t quite been able to forget him: not since the night
they spent together—the same night they both lost Austin. Separated by tragedy
and guilt, they’re brought together by the Driftwood project. And as they rebuild
the inn, they discover they’re also rebuilding something else.
been desperate to move on, not knowing that she first needs to reconcile past
transgressions. She can’t forget, but she can forgive—Austin, Bowie, and
herself—on her way toward long-awaited happiness.
detoured and drove down Third Street. This was the only town she had ever lived
in or visited that hadn’t had a Main Street. It was such a random thing she
picked up on when she and her parents moved here years ago. She never
understood why until she learned that when the town incorporated, the people
counted the streets up from the harbor, numbering instead of naming, with First
Street being the closest to the water.
about her favorite spots, mostly to avoid the feeling of being homesick, but
also so she could forget. The less she knew, the better. The less she longed to
return, the easier it would be to create a new life. That was what she needed
to do: start over, put the past behind her, and move on.
seconds to tell Carly she would come back, even though, deep down, it wasn’t
what she wanted to do. Yet, she owed the woman and could never tell her no.
Brooklyn was content with the life she was living. She was one of the most
sought-after home renovators, with homeowners paying her top dollar to come to
them, to transform their visions into their dream homes. Her job afforded her
many luxuries, except roots. She didn’t rent a home, let alone own one. Each
town became her stomping ground, until the next job came in. She traveled
thousands of miles, back and forth across the country, leaving her mark
everywhere she went.
Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of The Beaumont Series, The Boys
of Summer, and The Archers.
picturesque Vermont, with her husband, two daughters, and their three
full-fledged literary career, writing over twenty novels, including the
acclaimed Forever My Girl.
sitting courtside at either of her daughters’ basketball games.
My Girl, has been adapted into a motion picture with LD Entertainment and
Roadside Attractions, starring Alex Roe and Jessica Rothe, and
opened in theaters on January 19, 2018.
Release Date: March 20, 2020
story. Only meant to be temporary.
story. Always meant to be permanent.
story. Never meant to be.
is all three.
in an elevator in California. Our lust story.
the kind you know going in is a bad idea, but… the nagging desire and all. A
few drinks in the hotel bar across from our workplace. A few nights in a luxury
suite twenty floors above. What could it hurt?
fun would be had by all, and I’d walk away a well-satisfied woman. Ready to
continue my life of brokenhearted loneliness.
on a ridge in Afghanistan. Our love story.
the kind you felt in your soul at first sight, but… the tragic circumstances
and all. Intentionally casual conversation over Irish whiskey. Intentionally
casual sex over the course of two weeks. How could I refuse?
bonds would be built, and I’d confess my darkest sin. Beg for forgiveness five
years overdue and clean my conscience along with it.
with the cold hard truth. Our hate story.
the kind that could end a surprisingly beautiful beginning.
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inside a deluxe suite at the Hyatt, their tryst beginning in the lap of luxury.
him and/or thirteen days had passed, whichever came first. Based on the way
that gray t-shirt stretched across his broad shoulders, and if there were
tattoos and tan lines under it, she’d run out of time before she ran out of
but didn’t touch her, only locking the deadbolt and flipping the security bar,
the sound loud in the hushed darkness of the room.
and wicked. His height dwarfed her, tall and tantalizing.
But there’s nowhere else I’d rather be.”
strength was so powerful, his scent so heady, his size so commanding, she’d
have cornered him weeks ago. Probably humped his camo-panted leg like a dog in
Which was to say, he’d be on the receiving end of her largely limited—and
significantly rusty—sexual repertoire.
female canine in heat was her ego talking. Oh, she could get the job done, no
doubt about it, but Grady might not be so impressed he’d hire her again, if you
caught her drift.
lunch break yesterday, so she was fully prepared. Condoms, a Lady Bic razor and
shaving gel, and a king-sized Kit Kat bar completed her purchase. The condoms
were a necessity—safety first, ’cause that’s how ole Nicole rolled. The razor
because, between the two of them, he should be the only one with stubble. The
chocolate was simply because she hadn’t had sex in a longer timespan than your
average bad-credit car loan, and that fact would make any girl self-medicate.
bars and wasn’t ashamed to admit she’d powered one down just prior to stalking
him via the elevator tonight.
courage. Courage she desperately needed, because right about now, she was
feeling like a born-again virgin.
to bestow upon her.
room from the small lamp on the nightstand and that of a thousand twinkling
lights from the surrounding downtown buildings. The panoramic floor to ceiling
windows offered an amazing view, day or night, and though the drapes were drawn
open to the outside world, they were cocooned inside by the soft radiance of a
tugged his t-shirt off, lazily dropping it to the floor.
of her fantasies.
muscle, a single initial monogrammed in an Old English decorative script. F for
Foster. Underneath that same glorious pec muscle was a short verse, in a
cleaner, simpler font, that wrapped horizontally around his torso toward his
that task was now on the tippy top of her To-Do list.
right side of his collar bone. De oppresso liber. To
liberate the oppressed. The motto of the United States Army Special Forces.
lick your tattoos.”
“Damn. Should’ve tattooed my dick.”
letting loose a hoard of butterflies in her stomach when he opened the placket.
Dark shadows hid his best asset, his intention only to relieve the pressure,
not release the beast.
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steamy romance began when I was in junior high. A friend and I noticed a
dumpster of discarded paperbacks behind our local dime store. Covers missing
and each book split down the spine, I scanned the pages for any love or lust
words—and curse words, too. From that point on, I scoured the public library
and the paperback racks at every store, reading anything labeled romance. I said
a tearfully grateful goodbye to Judy Bloom, and Jackie Collins began ruling my
my high school sweetheart husband in the desert Southwest. Awesome in the
winter, not so much in the summer.
long goals are to think before I speak, smile more and swear less, and actually
weigh what my driver’s license states I do.
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Owe him a favor.
I promise, you’ll regret it.
I, Ainsley James, am crazy.
Desperate and crazy.
It’s the only explanation as to why I’m nauseous, standing outside Maverick Lexington’s door.
I mean, it’s possible the stories about his deck of playing cards—with the words IOU scrawled across the back—are just rumors of the ruthless quid pro quo deals he barters.
But the flutters in my stomach know better.
Maverick is as cold as they come.
But, I need one of those cards.
I NEED to owe Maverick Lexington a favor…
Whatever the terms, I’m willing to pay.
Because, at this point, I have nothing left to lose.
A self-proclaimed reader enthusiast, Kristy started her writing journey back in 2009, reading and writing when her daughter was napping. Establishing her place in Corporate America (because something had to pay the bills), writing became her dirty, late-night secret.
After eight long years, she released her debut novel, Commander in Briefs. It was a long road, but she can honestly say, the road less traveled had the most beautiful sights.
The only thing Kristy Marie loves as much as reading and writing is sports! Especially those that require muscles and a nice ass. Her favorite is, and always will be, baseball. She’s such a fan, that she even married her small town’s high school’s centerfielder where they still live with their three badass kids.