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30 Friday Jul 2021
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30 Friday Jul 2021
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I’ve waited three long years for this…
Hiding. Lying. Spying.
Waiting like a spider for her to wander into my web…
Now she’s here, and I have to get even closer to her. I’ll help her. Befriend her. Seduce her, even.
The only thing I can’t do is fall in love with her.
Her father took everything from me: my money, my family, my life.
He has to pay for what he’s done. And she’s the only thing that can hurt him…

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During all the time I spend with Nix, I’ve been letting myself believe that lies of omission aren’t really lies. And the lies I do tell her—my name and where I’m from—don’t really matter compared to the deeper truths I lay bare. She knows my genuine feelings, my fears, my likes, and dislikes . . . things that seem so much more essential than my fake history. Perversely, I liked watching her talk to my mom. I saw my mother look Nix over with the slightly raised eyebrow that indicated she had encountered an object of interest. It would have killed me to see my mom dismiss Nix as boring. Best of all was the knowledge that Nix had sought me out that day. That she had gone looking all over campus for a purpose that seemed glaringly clear the moment we were alone. Her eyes roved over me. She had the hunter’s determination to bring me down and not go home again starving. I’ve been wanting to fuck Nix since the moment she stepped out of the underground pool. Hell, I might even have felt that first flaring lust the moment I laid eyes on her crossing campus. That burst of sudden heat . . . it wasn’t all hatred. I tell myself I can’t do it, that it would be wrong to sleep with her under false pretenses. But every second I’m around her, I’m losing control. It’s like the day I boxed Dean—each glance from her eyes, or bite of her lip is like another blow, knocking me senseless. Tearing off my veneer and taking me back to the man I used to be: prince of the West Coast. My father’s right-hand man, running his business, preparing to take over someday. Surrounded by women and friends, wealth pouring in . . . That man had confidence. He didn’t have to hide. He never pretended to be weaker, shyer, lesser. He never compromised his integrity with lies. I want to be myself with Nix, not this alias. I want her to know me, not him. I want to fuck her as myself.
About Sophie Sophie Lark is an Amazon Bestselling author who writes intense, intelligent romance, with heroines who are strong and capable, and men who will do anything to capture their hearts. She lives with her husband, two boys, and baby girl in the Rocky Mountain West.
She has a slight obsession with hiking, bodybuilding, and live comedy shows. Her perfect day would be taking the kids to Harry Potter World, going dancing with Mr. Lark, then relaxing with a good book and a monster bag of salt and vinegar chips.
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30 Friday Jul 2021
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She was the beauty in a gilded cage.
He was the beast out for her destruction.
THE BEAST IN THE SHADOWS
Bastiano “Bass” DeVille is not a good man, and he’s never professed to be one. He lives, breathes, and dies for the famiglia. And in a world where money rules, blood is spilled and corpses abound, he is a king among men. After all, five years in prison have only increased his appetite for violence. And now… he has a new target. The girl with stars in her eyes and thorns in her heart.
THE BELLE OF THE BALL
Gianna Guerra’s blinding beauty and glamorous life propelled her into the spotlight, bringing the New York City high society to her feet. Cruel and patronizing, people would rather be in her good graces than at the end of her tongue. But one failed engagement and her world threatens to fall apart. Because she may be the Queen Bee, but even mean girls have feelings. And Gianna’s might just take her on the road of no return.
DEFILE. DEBASE. DESTROY.
May the wickedest win.



Goodreads Review – “Now this isn’t a typical HEA with sunshine and rainbows, it’s dark, it’s dirty and it’s delicious.”
Goodreads Review – “All of the unexpected twists in this book made it impossible to put down. Once I started this book I had to know what was going to happen next.”
Goodreads Review – “Dark, exciting, thrilling, and so deliciously decadent- this is definitely not a book you would want to ever miss!”

30 Friday Jul 2021


Their dance video–and their love–is about to go viral… Dalton Cunningham has always been the comic relief in his family. And he’s worried they may never see him as anything else, and that they might be right. It might be too late for his father to see Dalton prove himself as an adult capable of helping build the family business, but it’s not too late to show his brothers and his mom. His tool of choice? Social media. He’s got the marketing down pat, and when he pulls in a classical dancer to build his brand, things really take off. The problem? That dancer is Rae Trask, and she doesn’t appreciate some goofy hot wine guy stealing her dance videos and making a mockery of them. She’s busy trying to save her studio and her dream. Even though no one else seems to believe a dream is something to build a life around. When Rae and Dalton combine forces, they set the app on fire, and find a little heat erupting between the two of them. Can they work together to accomplish their goals? And will their spark burn into something much hotter?

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About Delancey Stewart I’m USA Today Bestselling author Delancey Stewart. My contemporary romances run the gamut of settings and setups, but they always deliver humor, heart and heat. It’s a guarantee.
I write from my home in Denver, CO, where I manage a household full of boys and men. Okay, only one man. The hubs. But two boys. I mean, three if you count the hubs. (You see why I do words and not numbers. I was told there’d be no math in this bio. Someone lied.)
I grew up in California and have had more jobs than anyone on earth (personal trainer, pharmaceutical rep, copywriter, tech writer, marketing director, wine seller, elementary school teacher… I’m not kidding. The list. It goes on.) But the one I love the most is writing, in part because I get to meet people who love books and stories as much as I do! Please don’t hesitate to get in touch to say hello, and don’t forget to join my newsletter!
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About Marika Ray Marika Ray is a USA Today bestselling author, writing steamy RomComs to brighten your day. All her books come with a money-back guarantee that you’ll laugh at least once with every book. Marika Ray spends her time behind a computer crafting stories, walking the beaches of southern California scoping out the lifeguards, and making healthy food for her kids and husband whether they like it or not. Prior to writing novels, Marika held various jobs in the finance industry, with private start-up companies, and then in health & fitness. Cats may have nine lives, but Marika believes everyone should have nine careers to keep things spicy.
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When Dillion Stitch left her hometown, she had no intention of going back. But when her brother gets into trouble, Dillion reluctantly agrees to return home to take her place at the family business.
Being back in Pearl Lake after all these years feels familiar, but also brings a few surprises. She’s quick to notice that someone new has shown up at the cottage next door. Dillion gets more than an eyeful when she goes to check out the newcomer and meets Donovan “Van” Firestone—her beloved neighbor’s grandson—in all his unclothed glory.
Having gotten off to a rocky start, it’s not long before they begin bickering with each other all over town. All that back and forth inevitably sparks an undeniable attraction. But Dillion’s family has issues, Van’s family resents him, and neither Dillion nor Van feels truly at ease in the small town. For these Pearl Lake exiles, home isn’t just where the heart is—it’s where things get complicated.

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I turn on the flashlight and trudge through the brush and past the campfire, which incidentally has been left unattended. It’s down to a smolder, but Van has left out hot dog sticks and a bag of buns. I keep going, toward Bee’s front porch and the blinding spotlight. Standing in front of the cottage is Van. Shirtless. Sweaty and shirtless. The bright light shines directly on him, accenting the dips and ridges, the smooth planes of muscle. Van is ripped. Probably because he spends a lot of time at the gym, staring at his own reflection in the mirror. He lifts his ball cap from his head and runs a hand through his deliciously sweaty dark hair before he flips his cap around and replaces it, backward this time. I roll my eyes at myself. What the hell is wrong with me? Deliciously sweaty. “Hey!” I bark. He startles and the hammer in his hand goes flying, but he was on the back swing, so it heads in my direction. I sidestep it, and it manages to miss me by about six inches. He spins around, eyes wide as they land on me. “What the fuck?” “Do you realize what time it is?” “Do you realize that you scared the living shit out of me and I could’ve hurt you, or myself?” He motions to the hammer lying on the ground next to me. “Wouldn’t that have been a pity,” I snap. “What the hell is your damn problem?” “You.” I point a finger at him. “You are the problem. It’s after ten. There’s a bylaw in place around here that stipulates all construction takes place between the hours of seven a.m. and nine p.m. from June to August, and you’re violating that. And for what? It’s not like whatever you’re doing is going to matter when your damn plan is to parcel out the property!” I’m yelling now, and heaving. And my nipples are peaking under the white tank I wore to bed. I hug myself to hide them. “This is the second time you’ve said that. What the hell are you talking about?” “What do you mean, what am I talking about?” I flail for a second and then cross my arms again. “You called me about it. Bee wasn’t gone a couple of weeks, and you were already asking about acreage and subdividing. It doesn’t take a genius to know what your plans are!” “I don’t even know what you mean by subdividing, and I never called you.” “Yes, you did!” He’s just so infuriating. “No. I didn’t. Believe me, I’d remember dealing with someone as hostile as you.” “I am not hostile.” “Really?” Van props a fist on his hip. His narrow hip. I follow the movement, which leads my eyes to his waist, that enticing V of muscle dragging my gaze down farther. Of course, because my brain is a jerk, the image of him naked pops back into my brain. As if he’s reading my mind, his brow arches. “You’re picturing me naked right now. Aren’t you?” “What? No!” My eyes snap back up to his. “Yeah. You are.” His lip curls, somewhere between a smirk and sneer, his tone needling. “You were staring at my crotch, probably thinking about the last time you visually molested my junk. Is that why you stopped by? To check me out again? This whole fake phone call thing is an excuse for you to come back over here and get a look at the goods again.” He runs a hand down his chest. “You’re an egotistical asshole. I realize that this might be some kind of fun holiday for you, and that you’re probably sleeping until noon every day, but some of us have to be up at the crack of dawn. Bylaw hours are seven a.m. to nine p.m. Next time you break them, expect to get a visit from the sheriff.” I spin around and stomp over to the extension cord, find the place where it’s joined to the lamp, and break the connection, submerging us in darkness. “Next time I won’t be so nice about it.” “Hate to break it to you, but you weren’t very nice about it this time,” he calls after me. It drives me crazy how easy it is for him to push my buttons. A few seconds later I hear an oof and a clatter, which means he’s tripped over something in the dark. I smile to myself. Hopefully this time he’ll get the message.
About Helena Hunting
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of PUCKED, Helena Hunting lives on the outskirts of Toronto with her incredibly tolerant family and two moderately intolerant cats. She’s writes contemporary romance ranging from new adult angst to romantic sports comedy.
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30 Friday Jul 2021
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From Wall Street Journal and USA Today bestselling author Dylan Allen comes a new story in her Rivers Wilde series…
“I dare you to let me watch…”
It was the wickedest of propositions, made by the most devilish of men.
It doesn’t matter that Tyson Wilde has got a killer smile, wears a suit like it’s his job, and oozes spine-tingling sex appeal. I should say no. Because beneath the surface of that cool, disinterested exterior, lies passion hot enough to burn. I danced too close to it once and have the scars to prove it.
So, on any other night, in any other city, and if he’d been even a fraction less mouthwatering, I would have been able to resist.
But it’s my birthday, we’re in Paris, and it’s him. I can’t say no. I don’t want to say no.
And this time, no matter how right we feel together, I won’t let myself forget that when this weekend is over, we will be, too. We’re only pretending to be lovers to land a deal. Success will mean a promotion—one I want more than anything. At least, that’s what I thought.
Falling in love was a danger neither Tyson or I saw coming. And it will cost one of us everything.
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I know she’s been going through a tough divorce, but I’ve never seen her anything other than energetic, snarky, or hyper focused at work. I don’t know what to do with an emotional crying Dina. So I do what I’d want if I was feeling bad enough to cry in front of someone. I wrap an arm around her and run a soothing hand over her back. She presses her face into my shoulder, and her hair tickles my cheek and my neck. It smells like fruit, and I want to bury my face in it. She pulls away and saves me from embarrassing myself. “I’m sorry I cried all over you. I’m fine,” she says in a weepy, small voice. I push her hair back from her face and smile. “It’s okay to cry. Even the strongest people need a soft place to land every once in a while.” “It’s the alcohol, I had too much,” she protests. “I didn’t have enough,” I confess with a wry smile. She pats my chest as if to console me. “Well, I’m glad because if you did, who would carry me upstairs to bed?” “This house doesn’t have stairs,” I remind her with a laugh. “Then it’s your lucky day. This ass is as heavy as it looks.” She smiles and drops her head back onto my shoulder and closes her eyes. “Are you asleep?” I ask after a full minute of listening to her deep breathing. “No, I’m smelling you.” My burst of surprised laughter jostles us both. “Smelling me?” “Mmm-hmm, I knew you’d smell this good.” “You’ve thought about the way I smell?” I ask, even though I shouldn’t. “Oh, yeah, but it’s much better than my imagination.” She presses the cold tip of her nose into my neck and sniffs loudly. “I’m mad I waited so long to do this,” she says. “How long have you been waiting?” She lifts her head from my shirt. Her eyes are still wet but aren’t sad as she looks up into my face with a light in her eyes that I’ve never seen before. “Since the first time I saw you.” “You’re drunk. You don’t mean it.” I laugh, but it’s thin and false. The air around us seems to thicken, and my eyes are riveted to that luscious, sweet, hot mouth of hers. “You know I do. And I know you want me, too. I’ve seen the way you watch me.”
About Dylan Allen Dylan Allen is a Texas girl with a serious case of wanderlust. A self-proclaimed happily ever junkie, she loves creating stories where her characters chase their own happy endings. When she isn’t writing or reading, eating or cooking, she and her family are planning their next adventure.
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29 Thursday Jul 2021
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The day I betrayed the love of my life was the day I lived up to every messed-up thing my haters said about me. But I’m tired of feeling like a POS. I’m tired of being broken. I’m tired of life not being worth living. It’s time now to make amends, and to earn my woman’s love back. To be the father my kid deserves, the Old Man I should always have been.
Join me for the ride as I become worthy of my family. Maybe, just maybe, I’ll surprise you!

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About Serena I’m a romance bookaholic and I won’t touch a book unless I know there’s a happy ending. This addiction is what made me craft stories that suit my voracious need for raunchy romance. I love twists and unexpected turns, and my novels all contain sexy guys, dark humor, and hot AF love scenes.
I write MF, Menage, and Reverse Harem (also known as Why Choose romance,) in both contemporary and paranormal. Some of my stories are darker than others, but I can promise you one thing, you will always get the happy ending your heart needs!
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Kyle Murphy is a drug dealer. Street level, he’s a dog on a short leash, his every move controlled by his boss Martin Skellin. Handsome, resourceful, and talented, Kyle is more than he appears to be. He just can’t be more.
Amazon Review: “A Scorching, Emotional Read”
Amazon Review – “All the feels!!! Don’t miss out on this hot read!”

Kyle Murphy gave into temptation. On a hot summer school night, the Southside drug dealer tossed his usual caution aside. He disobeyed a direct order from his boss. He stayed in Lakeside with Claire. He shouldn’t have. He wasn’t who Claire thought he was. He wasn’t right for her. He was dark as night. She was bright as day. Being with her was like flying so high he touched the sun. But in the end, he paid a price more dear than he ever imagined.
Goodreads Reviewer, Lynsey Astbury – “OMG! I loved it! It was brilliant.”
Goodreads Reviewer, Doris Bobholz – “This takes off where Hot Summer School Nights left off and it didn’t miss a beat. The angst in this book is off the charts but it’s the meaning of family and friendship that are front and center. The surprises in their pasts are revealed and even bigger surprises at the end that make this book amazing. This is one book that I couldn’t put down!!”

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From Nelle L’Amour, a #1 Amazon All-Star Author and USA Today and New York Times bestseller, a new steamy and suspenseful age gap romance with a twist you won’t see coming.

The Power of Three Readers – “Butterfly was a very addictive read that I never saw coming.”
Reading is our Satisfaction – “I have always enjoyed Nelle L’Amour’s writing, however BUTTERFLY was exceptional. An age-gap romance that was sweet, beautiful and gave me all the feels.”
@jillian_j_reading – “My absolute favorite story, EVER!This story absolutely drew me in like no other book I have ever read. I truly connected with the characters and their feelings.”


Nelle L’Amour is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, who lives in Los Angeles with her Prince Charming-ish husband, beautiful twin princesses, and a bevy of royal pain-in-the-butt pets. A former executive in both the entertainment and toy industries with a prestigious Humanitas Prize for promoting human dignity and freedom to her credit, she gave up playing with Barbies a long time ago, but still enjoys playing with toys with her hubby. While she writes in her PJs, she loves to get dressed up and pretend she’s Hollywood royalty. Her steamy stories feature characters that will make you laugh, cry, and swoon and stay in your heart forever.29 Thursday Jul 2021
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