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05 Friday Feb 2021
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Running into a man once is an accident. Twice is a coincidence. Three times makes it fate… right?
Unless he is now your grumpy boss who holds the future of your fading dance career in his hands. And you hooked up with him when he was just a mysterious stranger rescuing you…
My life is a hot mess. I’m Dakota Tanner and I speak before I think, I spend before I earn, and I live totally in the moment. Which is why I’m down and out in need of a major life makeover. Cue the hot guy who has it all together and makes my toes curl in bed. Who then disappears before I wake up. When he reappears five months later as head coach of a pro football team he wants a secret romance (aka a no-one-can-ever-know bangfest) while I’m a nanny for his wild-child daughters.
I should say no. But he just might be my one true love … or my biggest mistake yet.

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About Erin USA Today and New York Times bestselling author Erin McCarthy sold her first book in 2002 and has since written over seventy-five novels and novellas in the romance and mystery genres. Erin has a special weakness for high-heeled boots, martinis, and Frank Sinatra. She lives with her renovation-addicted husband (he built her a bar, so it’s all good!) and their blended family of kids and rescue dogs.
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Natalie has been waiting twenty years for this moment. Standing on Jack’s doorstep, she is about to come face-to-face with a man she’s never met. Someone who charmed her from a distance, without even knowing it. The stories from a mutual friend lit the spark. An anonymous internet fling in the early days of social media kindled the fire.

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Goodreads Review – “Wow! This was such a dangerous adventure with two people that were very tormented!!”
Goodreads Review – “This story catches your attention from the first page and keeps you glued to it until the very end.”
Goodreads Review – “I love it! The characters have a depth that lets you in, to see their struggles.”
Goodreads Review – “This book was absolutely fantastic and it’s on the darker side of my reading but let me just say that Autumn didn’t disappoint me with this book.”


04 Thursday Feb 2021
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A chance encounter with a younger man wakes up my sleeping hormones and makes me swoon! But with my lousy track record, can my heart handle another man walking out on me and my boys?
I don’t need a man in my life. Been there, done that. I have the divorce papers to prove it, and now I’m a single mom.
When I took my two young boys to a baseball game, I had no intention of flirting with a fellow fan. Nope. Not the plan. When an accident brings me face-to-face with a jaw-dropping stranger in a backward ball cap, I can barely think straight.
I did not expect to meet Eli Johnson. He’s too young for me and dear lord he and his abs are way out of my league. But I can’t resist his rough hands on my curvy body.
My boys enjoy hanging out with Eli, but surely he’s not ready to be a father – he’s not even thirty!
I definitely don’t need a man, but do I want Eli Johnson?
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After the death of her husband, Daisy Casillas is lost, desperately trying to repair the wreckage that has now become her life. In need of a job and money to stay afloat, her best friend suggests a position no one in New York is willing to take. Callan Reed’s executive assistant.
The man is a tyrant. Incredibly rude. Notoriously arrogant. Strikingly handsome. And as fate would have it, her former childhood best friend.
Daisy promised herself she’d never speak to the man again after the destruction of their friendship years ago, but she’s desperate. Desperate enough to withstand his cold glares, to follow his impossible tasks to a T, and endure his ridiculous demands.
The hate and animosity they have for each other is real. The barbs they shoot at each other in the office are effective and all too spiteful. But Daisy is willing to risk it all, even if it means another shattered heart.
What ensues between them is a chain of events that unravels the secrets in Daisy’s already imperfect life. While struggling to rebuild everything that has crashed around her, Daisy finds herself falling into old habits with Callan. Only this time, she hopes her heart will survive the wreckage. If there’s nothing left of the organ, there’s no heart left to break, right?

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Squaring my shoulders, I pass offices and stray workers in the hall as I head toward his office. Following Claire’s instructions, I knock three times, waiting for a response before attempting to enter. My body jolts at the sound of his deep voice. It takes me a few seconds to recover before I find the courage to push inside his office. He’s sitting behind his desk again, looking down at paperwork. I didn’t have a chance to admire the view behind him the last time I was here, but I am now. His desk is huge, seated in front of his floor-to-ceiling windows with an immaculate view of New York behind him. His broad form hovers between skyscrapers and the bright sunlight streaming through the glass. I fidget by the door, unsure if I should sit or wait for him to give me instructions of some sort. “You’re late.” Like I’ve tapped into a live wire, electricity sparks in my veins at the sound of his voice. I glance at the time on my phone, and my brows furrow in confusion. “I’m six minutes early.” His lips thin, and slowly, he glances up from the paperwork before him and glares. His stare is a cold shot to the heart. The look is meant to hurt. “Six minutes? You think six minutes is early? An hour early is on time. Anything after that is unacceptable.” I’m still standing there, gaping at him and this new information. That makes no sense whatsoever. Six minutes early is late, and an hour early is on time? What kind of fucked-up dimension did I just walk into? If that’s the case, why not just have my start time be a whole hour early? “Sit down, Mrs. Fletcher,” he snaps, already irritated with me judging by the tone of his voice. I cringe at the way he says my name. It’s as if saying Fletcher physically disgusts him. I lower myself into the seat across from him and clear my throat. “You can just call me Daisy, Callan,” I murmur, trying to keep things light between us. His pen drops to his paper, and his gaze shoots up to mine, full of barely restrained fury. I jolt back in my seat at the ire there. It sucks all the air out of the room, making it hard to breathe. “I’ll call you whatever the hell I want to call you, Mrs. Fletcher. And it’s sir or Mr. Reed.” I open my mouth to respond, but no words come. Who is this man? “While I have you here, let’s get a few things straight. We are not friends. This is a job—one you aren’t even qualified for, I might add. The only reason you’re sitting across from me is because my sister begged me to give you this position. This is a one-week trial, and believe me when I say if you can’t keep up, then you’re out.” My chest tightens with frustration. My teeth sink into the inside of my cheek, and I bite down until I taste the metallic tang of blood on my tongue. Anything to keep from lashing out at him. I won’t give him the satisfaction of seeing my aggravation. I blink back the tears burning behind my eyes. This happens quite often. When I get so enraged, it turns into tears of frustration. He notices this. Of course, he does. Because as much as he’d like to pretend he doesn’t know me or remember me, Callan Reed has grown up with me by his side for years. He knows all my tics, knows exactly what buttons to push, and he clearly knows when I’m going to cry. Callan scoffs, a menacing glint in his eyes. “Are you going to cry so soon, Mrs. Fletcher? Such a goddamn disappointment. You might as well leave now. There’s no way you’re going to last an entire week here.” We stare at each other. My chest heaves as it works to accommodate the sudden bout of anger swarming through my veins. He thinks I’m weak. He thinks I’m still that little girl from all those years ago, but he’s wrong. I’ve been through hell this past year, and I’m not going to let Callan Reed be the one that brings me down. Not after I’ve endured so much. Sniffing past the pressure in my nose, I slip my purse in front of me and grip it, using it as a shield of sorts. “I am not going to cry, sir,” I grit. “And I can guarantee you, I’ll make it past the first week.” Callan rolls his eyes, and it only fuels my red haze of anger. I lean forward, so he can get my drift. “You know what? You’re right, Mr. Reed. We’re not friends. We’re nothing. You don’t know me anymore, and I don’t know you. You can’t beat me down any harder than life already has.” Callan smirks. It’s not a friendly one; it’s one that has dread swirling through my gut and pain gripping my heart. “We’ll see about that.” “Do your worst,” I challenge. A stare off ensues, both of us drilling holes into each other with the intensity of our gaze. He’s the first to break, and I take some victory in that. It doesn’t last long.
About S.M. Soto S.M. Soto was born and raised in Northern, California where she currently resides with her son. Her love for reading began when she was a young girl, and has only continued to grow into adulthood. S.M. lives for reading books in the romance genre and writing novels with relatable characters. She refers to herself as a bit of a romance junkie. S.M. loves to connect with readers and eat copious of donuts that will surely lead to her demise.
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04 Thursday Feb 2021
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They don’t call him The Outlaw for nothing.
Grayson Green’s nobody’s hero. He’s just a hard-working cowboy who’s taken his share of knockouts over the years. A man intent on keeping to himself and leaving his past behind. Then Emory walks into his life. She’s different. She has no idea who he is or what he’s done… and she wants him anyway. When someone from his past is prepared to take him down—and Emory along with him—he’ll have to prove he’s more than a cowboy.
Warning! This slow burn has a super protective, super hot alpha male who will stop at nothing to protect his girl.
This book was previously published as Fight For Her.

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“Want to give it a try?” he asked. I frowned. “What, me? In there?” I pointed to the ring, the walls made of black chain link fencing. “That looks like something out of a Mad Max movie.” He smiled. “Come on. I’ll show you what I do, but you have to promise not to hurt me.” He sat down on a metal bench that was next to the ring, took off his hat and toed off his boots and socks. He was serious, so I slipped off my flip flops. Leading me up the steps to the elevated fighting ring, he let me step in the ring first. The floor was firm, but it had a little give. “I have no idea what to do.” “Okay, so you want to stand like this and put your hands up in fists, here and here.”He stood beside me, and I copied his stance. “Good.” He moved to face me, hands up like mine. “Punch me.” My eyes widened, and I dropped my arms. “Are you serious? I can’t punch you,”I said, looking at the other men who were over by the locker rooms, taking off their gloves and squirting water in their mouths from their water bottles. “Besides, we aren’t even wearing gloves.” “Think of something that makes you mad. Got it?” The first thing that came to mind was Jack. My eyes narrowed. “Yeah, I got it. My ex.” He offered a quick smile. “Good. Now pretend I’m him. Punch him. Left, right. Like you mean it.” I lifted my arms back to the position he’d shown me, then thrust out with my left hand. Gray’s arm came up to block my strike. When I shifted my stance and punched with my right, I felt my feet come out from underneath me, and the next thing I knew, his hands were on me and I was on my back on the ring’s mat with Gray sideways on top of me. In the blink of an eye—and with a care I doubted he gave to his usual opponents—he’d swept me to the ring floor. Gray’s chest was pressed into mine, and his face loomed over me. I was breathing hard, perhaps from the surprise move, but most likely because I had him on top of me, his mouth only inches from mine. There was no question he could hurt me, no way I could defend myself from him. Sure, I hadn’t really tried to punch him all that hard or quickly, but still. A champion fighter, he was so far out of my league. I knew, though, if I pushed against him, he’d let me up. I wasn’t afraid of him. I was in awe. And in lust. If I was this turned on with all our clothes on and in front of other people, what would it be like with him naked? And alone? I licked my lips. My heart raced, and surely he could feel it. I could feel every inch of him, see the whiskers on his jaw, the darkness of his eyes. “Now what do you do?” I whispered. Gray’s gaze lowered to my mouth. “If you were my competition, I’d try to either choke you out or do an arm bar.” I felt every hard muscle of his torso, even though he held himself off of me with his forearms. Regardless, I felt pinned and at his mercy. I did not mind in the slightest. “Choking doesn’t sound like fun, and I have no idea what an arm bar is,”I replied, licking my lips. “Neither are fun,” he said, his gaze dropping once again to my mouth. “As for you—” His eyes lifted to mine, and I blushed. “—I take you to lunch.” He levered off me, stood and held out his hand. I just laid there for a few seconds and looked up at him. I had been ready for him to kiss me, and I’d loved how he felt pressing me down. My body felt taunted and now neglected. Was he torturing me on purpose?About Vanessa Vanessa Vale is the USA Today bestselling author of sexy romance novels, including her popular Bridgewater historical romance series and hot contemporary romances. With over one million books sold, Vanessa writes about unapologetic bad boys who don’t just fall in love, they fall hard. Her books are available worldwide in multiple languages in e-book, print, audio and even as an online game. When she’s not writing, Vanessa savors the insanity of raising two boys and figuring out how many meals she can make with a pressure cooker. While she’s not as skilled at social media as her kids, she loves to interact with readers.
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04 Thursday Feb 2021
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When Clara Delany walks into the Aces High Motorcycle Club’s hangout, she’s hit rock bottom. She’s hiding her car from the repo man, she has less than two dollars in her bank account and the only employment she can get is delivering messages for a criminal.
All because of a man. Therefore, she’s sworn off them.
And then she meets West “Buck” Hardy, president of the Aces High MC.
Buck also meets her, and the minute he does, he makes it clear (to everyone but Clara) that they’re starting something. Since Clara doesn’t get that message, she decides to leave Buck and sort out her life in order to come back to him clean.
She’s not gone but hours before life hits Clara with another blow. Which means Buck and his boys have to ride in and save the day. After that, Buck makes no bones about where they stand.
But does he?
Welcome to the first novel in the Wild West MC series which will tell the stories of the brothers of the Aces High MC, the Resurrection MC and the Chaos MC…and the women who love them.

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“Babe,” he growled. A warning. Definitely. I’d gone too far. I also didn’t care. “Okay, so then does Tia have to sleep with one, or, say, all of your boys?” “Don’t do that shit. You know that’s not what I’m talkin’ about.” “So maybe you’ll explain what you’re talking about.” “I would, you shut your trap.” I shut my trap and stared at his shadowed head. He stared at mine. Then he muttered, “Christ, need my head examined.” “You could get off me,” I reminded him. “Is this shuttin’ your trap?” I shut my trap again. “You take of care my house and my business as well as me.” “What does that mean?” “That means you move outta the apartment before they kick your ass out. You move into my house. You keep it clean. You keep me fed, that is, when I’m not feedin’ you, and I like to cook, so mostly, I’ll be feedin’ you. You come to work with me and take care of the office, and you go home with me.” Wow. Was he serious? That sounded like…it sounded like… My God, it didn’t sound like a sex-for-safety arrangement. It sounded like a relationship.
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Kristen Ashley is the New York Times bestselling author of over sixty romance novels including the Rock Chick, Colorado Mountain, Dream Man, Chaos, Unfinished Hero, The ’Burg, Magdalene, Fantasyland, The Three, Ghost and Reincarnation, Moonlight and Motor Oil and Honey series along with several standalone novels. She’s a hybrid author, publishing titles both independently and traditionally, her books have been translated in fourteen languages and she’s sold over three million books. Kristen’s novel, Law Man, won the RT Book Reviews Reviewer’s Choice Award for best Romantic Suspense. Her independently published title Hold On was nominated for RT Book Reviews best Independent Contemporary Romance and her traditionally published title Breathe was nominated for best Contemporary Romance. Kristen’s titles Motorcycle Man, The Will, Ride Steady (which won the Reader’s Choice award from Romance Reviews) and The Hookup all made the final rounds for Goodreads Choice Awards in the Romance category.
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03 Wednesday Feb 2021
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I once met a man on a cold Halloween night. He dressed as a superhero, and I dressed in red. For one night, I was his break from reality, and he was the temporary fix for my broken heart.
Two years later, I was given the opportunity of a lifetime to become a senior editor at one of the biggest magazine companies in the world. The only catch? Nail an exclusive interview with New York’s finest bachelor: Connor Roe.
To the rest of the world he was becoming one of the wealthiest men in New York City. To me, he was simply my once upon a time superhero.
My job was to get an exclusive interview with New York’s hottest bachelor. Never in my life did I expect him to want an exclusive with my heart, too.
The only problem with my growing feelings for him? I was set to marry his new business partner.

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