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Title: Love Notes
Author: LK Shaw
Genre: Dark Romance
Release Day: August 22, 2019
Cover Designer: Black Widow Designs
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There are only two things in this world I give a sh*t about.
- My beloved piano, and
- the music I create with it.
Except a year ago, the music in my head disappeared, and I now live in a world of silence.
Until my gaze lands on her.
I don’t know who she is, but the moment I lay eyes on her, a symphony begins to play and the melodies ricochet through my mind.
She’s my inspiration. My muse.
Mine to take. Mine to keep.
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LK Shaw is a physical therapist assistant by day and author by night. She resides in South Carolina with her high maintenance beagle mix dog, Miss P, who should probably just have her own Instagram account. An avid reader since childhood, she became hooked on historical romance novels in high school. She now reads, and loves, all romance sub-genres, with erotic romance and romantic suspense being her favorite. LK enjoys traveling and chocolate. Her books feature hot alpha heroes and the strong women they love.
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The Kiss Me Series, an all-new hilarious series of standalones from New York Times bestselling author Emma Hart is coming August 27th and we have the fresh and fun covers!
Kiss Me Not
Releasing August 27th
Let me make this clear right here, right now: I, Halley Dawson, do not care that Preston Wright is kissing other women.
Not a lick. Not at all. Nuh-uh-freakin’-uh.
I do care that he’s doing it six feet away from me behind a gaudy velvet curtain—making him my competition in this year’s kissing contest.
Why do I care, you ask? Because I’ve had an unfortunate crush on the insufferable idiot since I was sixteen years old, but I also know it’s never going to happen.
He’s the Creek Falls bachelor to die for, and I’m the Creek Falls racoon lady who puts peanut butter sandwiches out for them every night.
I’m not going to let him break my four-year-long reign—no matter how many times he breaks the rules and slides the curtain across to do the one thing he’s not allowed to:
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Kiss Me Tonight
Releasing September 24th
What do a wrong number text, a burning building, and a quirky florist have in common?
A hunky firefighter with an extra-large…hosepipe.
In hindsight, I never should have opened that text message. The last thing I needed first thing on a Monday was a picture of some stranger’s, um, eggplant, in my inbox.
I also should have replaced the batteries in my fire alarm, because my Friday night did not need to end with my apartment building going up in flames.
But it’s fine. It’s fine. Everything is fine.
I’m only lying in a hospital bed with more split ends than I’ve ever had, almost all my Earthly possessions have turned to ash, and apparently, they don’t serve wine to patients in this place.
But like I said, it’s fine.
Until he walks in.
The guy who saved my life. My hero. Noah Jacobs.
And the universe is amusing itself at my expense, because the dirty photo I woke up to on Monday?
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Kiss Me Again
Releasing October 22nd
WANTED: ROOMMATE. Must be tidy, polite, and absolutely not my brother’s hot as sin best friend.
I have no idea why I said yes.
Maybe I’d had one too many wines. Maybe I’d done it accidentally. Maybe I’d been sleep-texting.
One thing I know for sure is this: I absolutely do not want Ethan Hawkins in my apartment, up in my business, taking over my space.
Yet he’s here. Moving his stuff into my spare bedroom. Sending a wave of panty-melting, musky man-scent my way every time he walks past me.
Here’s the thing.
We don’t get along—at all. We never have, and I don’t think we’re going to start now that we’re under one roof.
There’s also that little issue where I’m kinda, sorta, totally in love with him…
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About Emma Hart
Emma Hart is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of over thirty novels and has been translated into several different languages.
She is a mother, wife, lover of wine, Pink Goddess, and valiant rescuer of wild baby hedgehogs.
Emma prides herself on her realistic, snarky smut, with comebacks that would make a PMS-ing teenage girl proud.
Yes, really. She’s that sarcastic.
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From the day she came into my life, I knew I couldn’t walk away from this girl. She was beautiful, a light in this dark and messed up world, but I saw it in her eyes.
I saw the pain she carried, and in that moment, I made a promise.
Her demons would pay. All of them. They didn’t know what I was capable of or what my MC could do.
As I now look down at yet another lifeless body, I smile. I always keep my promises.
One more to go, and he’s the one I really want.
And he knows I’m coming for him…
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I want you . . . even when I hate you.
I Hate You, an all-new enemies to lovers sports romance standalone from Wall Street Journal bestselling author Ilsa Madden-Mills, is coming August 19th and we have the sexy cover!
Blaze Townsend: I hate you.
Charisma Rossi: I hate you more.
She’s been expecting this ever since their latest showdown. She had good reason.
Hottest guy she’s ever seen.
Dumped her in front of her friends.
At her own party.
So no, she’s not about to forgive and forget just because he sits next to her in class.
He thinks all he has to do is turn on those baby blues, and she’ll melt right back into his arms. Please.She’d be crazy to let this cocky player affect her again. (Tell that to her body.)
Nerd girl with a dash of bad.
The one who got under his skin.
The one he cut loose.
Blaze knows she’s the riskiest prospect at Waylon University, but none of the interchangeable girls he hooks up with have ever made him feel the way she did. There’s absolutely no way he can have the girl and the game.
So why can’t he stop trying to win her back?
Can this wide receiver score the girl or will he make the biggest fumble of his life
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Cover Designed by: Letitia Hassar, RBA Designs
Photographer: Wander Aguiar
About Ilsa Madden-Mills
Wall Street Journal, New York Times, and USA Today best-selling author Ilsa Madden-Mills is best known for her angsty new adult romances and romantic comedies.
Eight of her eleven novels have placed in the Amazon Top 10 Best-seller List: Dirty English #1; Fake Fiancée and I Dare You #2; I Bet You, Filthy English, and Very Bad Things #6; Boyfriend Bargain #8; The Last Guy, her collaboration with Tia Louise, #4.
A former high school English teacher, she adores all things Pride and Prejudice, and of course, Mr. Darcy is her ultimate hero.
She’s addicted to frothy coffee beverages, cheesy magnets, and any book featuring unicorns and sword-wielding females. Feel free to stalk her online.
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Cover Design: Jersey Girl Designs
Photographer: Taylor Alexander
Models: Chantel & Cody Mackie
Just Breathe Again by bestselling author CA Harms is set to release August 13th!
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Cover Photographer: Jean Maureen Woodfin
Cover Model: Travis Keen
Cover Designer: Melissa Gill
I had it all. Truly, I had the perfect life. One filled with happiness and love where the bright smiles of my gorgeous wife and my beautiful daughter greeted me every day. I was a lucky man…
Until I lost it all.
Sometimes, when I close my eyes, I can still see them. My two angels still shining with their never-ending beauty. But those visions always lead me to darkness…
The moment when I find myself alone again. The pain is real and the emptiness inside me only grows with each passing day.
Time will heal me, they say. But they’ve never lived through the loss I have. They’ve never felt the excruciating pain of what it means to have your heart shattered into a million pieces.
They don’t know the guilt I carry.
Sometimes I wonder why I even bother waking up every morning. But if I let go, I let go of them. And their memory is all I have left.
I know I need to move on. I know it’s time to Just Breathe Again…
The problem is I don’t know where to start.
C.A. Harms is an avid romance and mystery reader. She’s always had a love for books, getting lost in writing and storytelling even as a young girl. She enjoys happy endings and HEA love stories.
She lives in Illinois and enjoys spending time with her husband and two children. She holds an addiction for Starbucks White Chocolate Mocha’s and KitKat when she should really be focusing on water and maybe a fruit or two to make herself feel less guilty, but that feeling quickly passes…thankfully.
She is easy going, fun, and although she may seem like one of the quiet ones at first, you just wait until she gets to know you better…that quietness changes, fast.
“Still bitter, Ms. Lawyer?” Luke asked, pulling out a chair from our table and sat down.
“I was hoping for some excitement. I’m tired of all the plea deals,” I said.
He’d changed since work because now he wore a faded pair of jeans and a black fitted T-shirt that did everything for his muscled chest. My eyes traveled down to his thighs, which filled out his well-worn jeans. He had spread his legs in that confident sprawl that men used when relaxed. He leaned back and placed his hands behind his head, giving me a long considering look. The position caused his biceps to flex, which I couldn’t help but admire.
“Well, when you’re on the wrong side of the law, the wins are few and far between.” His mouth twitched with amusement.
“Oh, I’m on the wrong side of the law now, am I?” I responded. I was beginning to enjoy these interactions with Luke. I glanced over at Ashley, who mouthed, “What is happening right now?”
My eyes traveled around the room until I saw Jack leaning against the counter by the coffee machine in his department-issued navy-blue shirt, blue cargo pants, and boots. I flushed to find his eyes on mine. I couldn’t get the feel of his hands or lips out of my head. He made no move to grab a donut, so I asked, “Not hungry this morning?”
“Oh, I’m always hungry.” His eyes were steady on mine as he took a sip of coffee.
After the dream I had, I couldn’t help but take that comment literally. “You should eat an apple cider donut before they’re gone.” My heart pounding. I turned to grab a plate to hide my flushed face, but Jack grabbed my hand pulling me back. “Don’t worry about it, I can get it myself,” he said.
The movement knocked me off balance and I fell back onto his hard chest. His arm came around my middle to steady me. “Whoa there,” he whispered into my ear, as his body curled around mine. “I said I could get it myself. You’ve been on your feet all morning. Why don’t you sit down and rest?”
I heard the guys joking around me, but couldn’t follow their conversation. The room seemed to melt away and all I could think about was turning in Jack’s arms and kissing him.
“Samantha?” Jack’s voice caressed my ear again.
“Yeah?” I asked, breathing in the smell of coffee, and leaning my head back a little to look up at him. His eyes crinkled in amusement and his lips tilted up into a smile.
“Are you going to sit down?”
His chest was warm on my back, and my hands instinctively gripped his bare forearms, which wrapped around my waist. I wanted to sink back into him even more, but I reluctantly moved out of his hold, immediately feeling the loss of warmth.
“Why?” My voice softened. In all the time I’d known Logan, he was light-hearted and fun. This was the first real emotion I’d seen from him and I wanted to know more. “Why shouldn’t I work for your dad, Logan?” A current sizzled between us and his eyes darkened.
He leaned down until his mouth was by my ear. “You’re playing with fire.”
The feel of his breath across the shell of my ear made me shiver. I wasn’t sure if he meant because I’d asked about his dad or our sudden proximity. Did he feel the pull between us? Being this close to him, feeling the warmth of his body, I wanted to play with fire. I unconsciously leaned closer to his body and imagined his hand moving higher to my neck, cupping my head as he tilted me the way he wanted—.
“Hey! I hear congratulations are in order. Sawyer said you got the job,” Luke said as I guiltily jumped back from Logan.
Lea Coll is an author, attorney, and stay at home mom. After years of legal writing, she enjoys the freedom that comes with writing fiction. She plots stories while fetching snacks and running back and forth to her kids’ activities.
She currently resides in Maryland with her family.