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It was just a typical Monday.

Until the big boss asked me to make the pitch for a prospective new client.

After two years on shaky ground at work because of my screw up, an opportunity to impress the senior partners was just what I needed.  

Or so I thought…

Until I walked into the conference room and collided with the man I was supposed to pitch.

My coffee spilled, my files tumbled to the ground, and I almost lost my balance.

And that was the good part of my day.

Because the gorgeous man crouched down and looking at me like he wanted to eat me alive, was none other than my ex, Gray Westbrook.

A man who I’d only just begun to move on from.

A man who my heart despised—yet my body obviously still had other ideas about.

A man who was as charismatic and confident as he was sexy.

Somehow, I managed to make it through my presentation ignoring his intense stare.  

Although it was impossible to ignore all the dirty things he whispered into my ear right after I was done.

But there was no way I was giving him another chance, especially now that he was a client…was there?


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#Chevelle #SapphireKnight #AlphameetsAlpha #NewRelease #Review

She was just a job.
I needed to get in and uncover the Iron Fists’ next move. They’d hit the Oath Keepers enough in the past, and being the newest member, it was up to me to get close. Had I known I’d be getting close to Chevelle, maybe I could’ve prepared myself. I went in seeking revenge and came out wanting to protect one thing—her.

Running The Pit was my life.
I needed nothing and no one except my cars and a heart-thumping race. Gear head, Pit Master, alpha bitch, take your pick on what you’d rather call me. However, make note of one thing: I take shit from no one. Not even a broody, bossy, gorgeous biker aiming for my race spot and heart.

Complete standalone/HEA/No cheating/Over The Top Alpha

Review by Ashley C.

Wow, there are times when you finish a book and are just lost with words…. This book was not what I was expecting and I floved it so much!
I loved the bad-ass alpha-ness of Merc but Chevy, I need this woman to be my Bestie. She is rough tough bad ass and does not put up with shit from the men and she can drive a car like no other. In some ways, she reminds me of Letty from the fast and the furious series and i loved it!
This book was on spot and had me flipping the pages waiting to see what was going to happen next!
5 stars for a great story!

#AudiobookRelease Just An Illusion – Side A by D. Kelly @DKellyAuthor narrated by Tracy Marks #ContemporaryRomance #TheIllusionSeries


Author: D. Kelly

Narrator: Tracy Marks

Series: The Illusion Series #1

Audio Release Date: May 29, 2018

About the Book

Bestselling author Amelia Greyson has grown up in the music industry and isn’t the slightest bit fazed by fame or celebrities.  However, when she attends a Bastards and Dangerous concert with her best friend Belle, her world shifts on its axis.

Double trouble…

Sawyer and Noah Weston are the front men of BAD.  They’re fraternal twins and sexy as sin.  When they hear the author of The O Factor is in their green room, they’re intrigued.  She’s just the person they need to write their farewell story.  The brothers offer Amelia the opportunity of a lifetime, which she reluctantly accepts.

Three hearts…

Noah is sweet and considerate, working hard to make Amelia feel at home on the road.  Unfortunately, the closer they get, the more obnoxious Sawyer becomes.  Sawyer is arrogant and distant and he wants Amelia, even though she’s not his for the taking.  Only during stolen moments does Sawyer show her who he really is.

Can Amelia maintain a safe distance from Sawyer and keep her heart intact?  Or will she shatter Noah’s heart by giving hers to his brother instead?

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D. Kelly, author of The Acceptance Series, The Illusion Series, and standalone companion novels Chasing Cassidy and Sharing Rylee, was born and raised in Southern California. She’s a wife, mom, dog lover, taxi, problem fixer, and extreme multi-tasker. She married her high school sweetheart and is her kids’ biggest fan.

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#BurndownRelease #WinterTravers #NitroCrewSeries #NewRelease #Review

For the past eight years, master mechanic Remington Grain has been tirelessly working toward his dream job of becoming a member of an NHRA pit crew.
But being the new guy is never easy. Not only is he at the bottom of the totem pole, he’s pretty sure his crew chief hates him.
Remy knows anything worth having takes hard work and dedication. As he slowly tries to earns the trust of his crew chief, Remy falls for the new girl in town, and without him knowing it, she steals his heart.
Everything is lining up, almost clear to the finish line of capturing her heart just as she has won his, when Remy figures out who Harlyn Krinston is. She may be the thing to make his whole world pause and delay the race he’s been on to create the career he’s always envisioned. Will Remy have the reaction time it takes to win Harlyn’s heart, or will he foul start before the race even begins?

Review by Ashley C.

Welcome to the first book in the newest series by Winter Travers, and let me say this series is gonna be amazing! I also loved the fact that this book tied back to the book that started my love for Winter Travers in Loving Lo!
This book is about Rem and Harlyn and let me tell you it is awesome. Rem is working in the pit crew and Harlyn is Rem’s boss’s daughter…. if that alone does not tell you that this book is gonna be interesting i don’t know what will.
This book had me laughing out loud and reaching for a glass of ice water!
4 stars for a great start to a new series!


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#ClutchRelease #BurningSaintsMC #JackDavenport #Review

The Burning Saints Motorcycle Club is the only family Clutch has known, and violence his only stock and trade. Humanity has handed him nothing but pain struggle, and he’s come to expect even less from it. As an orphan, he’s always found it easier to bond with machines than with people. Now his club family is in danger of losing its way, its identity, even its very existence.

Dr. Gina Gardner is newly single, completely unprepared to mingle, and as it turns out, cannot sing and safely operate a motor vehicle at the same time. What she craves is time away to figure out what she wants. What she just might get, however, is a detour to what she needs.

When Clutch and Gina find themselves at the same crossroad will they speed by each other, collide in a fiery crash, or blaze a new trail together?

Review by Ashley

Let me start off by saying that I loved this book, and so fair Clutch and Gina are my fave couple of this series! Once I started this book, I could not put it down. Not only is this book filed with some hot steamy scenes, there are some moments that had me laughing out loud!
This book weaves perfecting in with the first one, picking up where we left off and giving us a glimpse at the other characters as well.
I loved the relationship between Clutch and Gina. I loved how they fell for eachother and the fact there was some insecurities mixed in.
This book was a 5 star read for me and i Cannot wait for more!


#WreakingHavoc #HarleyStone #NewRelease #Review #MCRomance

Fresh out of jail, Dead Presidents MC Sargent at Arms, Marcus “Havoc” Wilson, is trying to lay low and keep his PTSD-induced temper under control while helping other military veterans rejoin society. In search of relaxation techniques, Havoc stumbles upon an alluring bookstore owner with a violent past of her own who’s able to calm him down in ways he’s never experienced.

Julia Edwards gave up her life of privilege the minute she tried to kill her ex-husband, and she doesn’t want it—or him—back. As a small Seattle bookstore owner, she’s determined to spend her days hidden between the covers of romance novels until her real-life fantasy appears and shakes up her entire existence.

Can these two attempted murderers find peace together? Or will the loose ends from their past unravel their future?


Review by Ashley C.

Welcome back to the word of the Dead President’s MC Series by Harley Stone. This is the 2nd book is this series and let me say this author is not disappointing in this genre! I would highly suggest reading the first book in the series because it helps lay the foundation of where we are at in this book.
This book focuses on Havoc who was just released from prison and Julia, who owns a small bookstore. The relationship and chemistry between Havoc and Julia flies off the pages and will have you staying up late to see what happens next. One of my favorite things about this book was the fact that the characters had faults but were also not your average character.
4 stars for a great addition to this series and I cannot wait for the next book!


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#LiveNow #Atticus #AdairEmpire #KLDonn #FloveThisSeries

Atticus: Secret Lies by K.L. Donn

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Genre: Dark Romance

Series: Adair Empire; Book 4

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Time stands still.

Lies were told.

Secrets are revealed.

Who will we be when the walls tumble like mortar?

**WARNING** The Adair Empire is a dark and graphic romance that will push your buttons, and maybe your boundaries. Each book contains a new couple but ends with a plot cliff-hanger.

While Atticus can be read as a stand alone, for full reader enjoyment you may want to read them in order.

🐺🔥🦊 Review By TashaM 🐺🔥🦊

Holy Mother of God these men are just to fucking amazing.
I think Atticus could be my Favourite but I also am so Gone Carver.
This book Atticus meets his Lamb. She is a real dragon tamer.
Watching him fall and let emotions show was beautiful. I have to say I adored East and West her Dogs.
Atticus is also as Kinky as Catalina. They are smoking hot and passionate.

But Holy Fucking Shit That Ending I need Carver’s book Now!!!!

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👑 KING 👑
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👑🔥👑 Review by TashaM 👑🔥👑

K.L Donn can write some Dark shit.OMFG THIS BOOK IS DARK, DIRTY AND GRITTY.

From the moment you read the first page you are hooked. Yes it’s dark but so uniquely different. It has a capturing beginning and right till the end you are glued.
King for as Cold hearted he claims to be has love in heeps for Lilith… I loved see his protect her at all costs and his get revenge on anyone that hurt her.
This book is not just a beautiful cover but a beautiful story to.

✝️ LUTHER ✝️
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I fell for each of these guys hard. Luther being my favourite though. He is powerful and Strong and silent.
Ariel is so strong willed even after all that’s been done to her.
She couldn’t have found a better partner to love and protect her. She gained a powerful family.
These books are hot as hell😍😍😍

With these lies, I’ll own you.

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🔥🔥🔥 Review By TashaM 🔥🔥🔥

These books are not for the faint hearted. They are dark and Kinky. There pleasure found in pain.
Cas and Talia are really meant for each other. Their attraction and chemistry is of the charts.
One things for sure don’t mess with these boys families and Women….

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Lieutenant’s Possession (Brothers in Blue #4) by K. Langston

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Memphis Police Lieutenant Asher Cunningham is one of the best. Respected among his peers, he’s well known for his discipline, assertiveness, and remarkable intuition.

He’s also a sex addict.

A secret he’s kept hidden until he finally decides to seek the help of renowned psychiatrist Dr. Marley Bennett. There’s something intriguing about his new therapist that makes him want to confess all of his deepest, darkest desires without the fear of being judged. But it’s the flush coloring her cheeks and those sensible skirts she wears that really tests his control. Pushing her limits becomes his new obsession, and he quickly learns that the good doctor has secrets of her own.

He’s her patient.

She’s not supposed to be attracted to him. She’s not supposed to want him to possess her in all the ways he promises he can. But from the moment he steps into her office, the tattooed cop has her feeling things she shouldn’t. With every commanding word and deliberate touch, he tears down her walls one by one. And with every layer he peels back, Marley realizes she needs him more than she could have ever imagined.

🔥🔥🔥 Review by TashaM 🔥🔥🔥

Holy Pokey Poop lol. Asher is amazing. He stole the show for me. Ms Langston has done it yet again. Fuck I love this brothers series she gives us.

This book is about Asher. As we know from previous books he has an addiction and when he seeks help that’s when his whole world changes.

Marley is a single mum to the most adorable little girl. These two are so perfect and just what the doctor ordered for Asher.
Marley’s ex is a real shit piece of work. Asher sets him real straight and until Karma the Bitch shows Her Ex how she works.

This book packs a punch even though it’s a novella it’s still Amazing. Has everything we love from a longer story that is a promise.

Marley and Asher’s chemistry will set your body on fire. These two are hot and kinky. You may need a clean panty once you done reading this story.

Excerpt #1

I pour myself a tall glass of wine and draw a bath, turning it to the hottest setting I can stand, hoping it will help me expel some of the tension coiling in my body. The cupcake bath bomb works wonders too as I ease down into the water, muscles soaking up the heat as the sweet aroma engulfs me. I close my eyes in an effort to clear my mind and take a long sip of wine, not at all looking forward to another weekend alone. But then my thoughts drift to the man who has dominated all of my secret thoughts. This is the only time I allow myself to think of him, when I’m all alone.

Placing my wine glass on the edge of the tub, I rub my hands up and down my body, allowing myself to chase the fantasy once more. I tell myself it’s the last time. The last time I’ll bring myself to orgasm thinking of his tattooed hands roaming my body, but I know that’s a lie.

My phone vibrates from the counter, tearing me from my dark journey.


Lifting up from the tub, I quickly wrap a towel around my body and dry my hands before grabbing my phone and swiping to answer the unfamiliar number.


“Hey, Doc.”

The husky voice cools my warmed blood and the muscles I just loosened go tense.

The sound of his voice clearing echoes down the line, his voice growing gruffer. “You said I could call.”

“Lieutenant Cunningham?”

His deep chuckle has warmth settling deep in my belly. “I was afraid you’d forgotten about me.”

Not hardly. Asher Cunningham is not a man I can easily forget.

“I’m surprised to hear from you. I left messages but you never returned my calls.”

“Sorry about that. I had to take care of some things with my family out of town.”

“Is everything okay?”

“For the most part.” There’s some hesitation in his reply. “I was hoping I could see you next week. Monday preferably. The sooner the better.”

His voice sounds different. Lighter but still with an edge that has a shiver shooting down my spine, but I ignore the feeling and say, “I’ll have to look at my schedule but I’m sure I can squeeze you in. I’ll give you a call on Monday morning and we can go from there. Will that be okay?”


I look at my phone and see the call is still connected and then put it to my ear once more. “Asher, are you still there?”

“I’m curious,” he says, his voice warm and husky, “do you give all your patients your personal number?”

My mouth goes completely dry as I shift on my feet. “Well, um, no. Not usually.”

“Then why me?”

That is a damn good question. Over the last two weeks I’ve asked myself the same thing but I haven’t been able to come up with a rational answer. I acted on impulse, which is not like me at all. But I could tell Asher wasn’t the kind of man who would easily confess his sins to just anyone, and for whatever reason, I needed to be that someone.

“Because I want to help you.”

“I would think that’s a standard reply, Doc. Now the truth.”

From the moment he walked into my office, my body seemed to take on a life of its own. I’ve never had that kind of reaction to a patient before. There’s something about him that pulls at a dark place deep inside of me. I can’t explain it. Giving him my personal number was completely irresponsible and reckless but I couldn’t stop myself.

Maybe it’s because, hidden behind all of those tattoos and cocky arrogance, I can see the pain he hides. And I’m desperate to find out what it is that caused that pain and what caused him to become so emotionally detached. I want to peel the layers and find out who this man really is.

When he confessed his urge to bend me over my desk, I thought I would incinerate right there on the spot. I did everything I could not to let him know the effect he had on me but those perceptive eyes seemed to pierce my sturdy armor.

What is it about him that has me so worked up?

Is it his dark navy blue eyes?



Stripping me bare with his gaze alone. Is it his commanding presence? Or perhaps it’s the colorful tattoos covering each of his arms and the one peeking out from the collar of his uniform that make him look so dangerous.

“Have you been thinking about me?” he asks, breaking the silence.

“You’re my patient, Asher. Of course I’ve been concerned about you.”

He grunts at my reply. “I haven’t stopped thinking about you.”

“Lieutenant,” I warn.

I’m way out of my element here. In my office I can control the conversation but here it feels too intimate. Too much.

Too forbidden.

Giving him my personal number was a huge mistake.

“I’ve been able to resist the urge to fuck every warm body I’ve been tempted by since the day I left your office.”

“And why do you think that is?”

“Because I’ve been fucking my hand nonstop thinking about you. Every goddamn second of the day, all I can think about is you tap, tap, tapping that notepad with your pencil. How your small fingers clenched the fragile wood when I told you I wanted to bend you over that desk. The shift of your legs up and down and up and down. The way your teeth scraped along your bottom lip. The slender curve of your neck and how badly I want to taste it.”

I remain silent because every ounce of blood pumping through my veins is on fire. My clit throbs between my legs, reminding me how long it’s been since I’ve had a man there. I’m afraid to speak for fear he’ll hear the desire in my voice.

“I can hear you breathing, Doc. The staccato has me hard as iron.”

“Where are you right now?” I ask, needing to steer this conversation in another direction.

“In my office at work. Why?”

“Are you alone?”

I can practically hear the grin in his voice. “Yes.”

“Do you have a pen and paper nearby?”

“Ready when you are, Doc.”

“I want you to write down three things you like to do besides having sex.”

“So I can’t write how badly I want to shove my cock inside of you? Because I think it’s something I would really like to do.”

Sweet Lord.

This man’s mouth should be labeled a weapon of mass destruction.

Instead of acknowledging his advances, I redirect. “The point of this exercise is to get to know and understand who you are without sex.”

He exhales a defeated breath. “That sounds scary as fuck.”

I laugh, my shoulders relaxing that he’s allowing me to steer us in a more positive direction. “It can be. Rediscovering who you are won’t be easy, Asher, but it’s possible, if this is what you really want. I can help you do that. You want to get better, right?”

“More than anything.”

I can tell by the way he says it that he means it. He wants to get better, but something is still holding him back.

“Then I will help you but I need you to try, too. I know you can do it.”

He chuckles. “You sure do have a lot of faith in me, Doc.”

“It will be a challenge for you, I’m sure. Old habits are hard to break.”

“And they don’t die easy.”

“I’ll call you first thing Monday morning to let you know a time, okay?”

“Sounds good.”

“Goodnight, Lieutenant Cunningham.”

“Night, Doc.”

I slide my phone back on the counter with a trembling hand then glance up at my reflection in the mirror, noting my flushed cheeks and racing heart. I’ve never had a patient affect me this way, and the scary part is, I can’t decide if that is a good or bad thing.

Excerpt #2

When I arrive home later that night, my heart is not prepared for the sight I’m met with. The sound of Lyla’s favorite movie playing on the TV. No doubt it’s been on repeat since they arrived home. A pizza delivery box is on the counter with two plates of half eaten slices still sitting on the table.

With a smile, I set down my things and walk farther into the living room to get a better look at Asher lying on the couch with Lyla tucked in next him. A plastic tiara rests haphazardly on top of his head, a sparkly boa wrapped around his neck, and his short nails are painted a stunning shade of hot pink.

I snicker, my chest expanding then cinching tight at the sight of them together like this.

His eyes fix on mine and he’s not the least bit embarrassed or put out at all. He looks almost…


I want to capture this moment forever. Memorize every angle and line of his stubbly face but it’s when he gives me that lazy, warm smile that I nearly melt on the spot.

“Hey,” he greets, his deep voice gravely from sleep.

“Hey.” I nod toward my sleeping beauty, wearing her full-on princess regalia, dress, crown, shoes and all. “How’d it go?”

I had been a little worried about whether he would be able to handle her on his own. Lord knows she can be a handful, but I needn’t worry at all it seems. Because there’s absolutely nothing this man can’t handle, including my tenacious four-year-old little girl.

He looks down at her, his eyes full of adoration. “We had the best time.” His eyes return to mine. “But Princess Lyla can be bossy, yeah?”

I laugh. “Guess I should have warned you about that.”

I walk around the couch, bending down to gently scoop her up in my arms, trying not to wake her, but her big green eyes pop open anyway.

“Mommy,” she murmurs.

I kiss the top of her head. “Did you two have fun?”

She nods against my chest.

“I’m just going to go tuck her in right quick.”

“Can Asher tuck me in, too?”

My throat tightens. “Of course.”

Asher smiles, getting up from the couch and placing his tiara on the coffee table before following us into her bedroom. He pulls back the covers while I lay her down in the bed, slipping off her shoes and dropping them to the floor, but I leave the princess dress on because we should all be able to sleep in a princess dress at least a few times in our lives. I tuck the comforter in around her, making sure to keep her arms free just the way she likes it, then I lean down and kiss both of her cheeks like I do every night. “Sweet dreams, my Lyla Jo.”

“Sweet dreams, Mommy,” she replies, squeezing my neck tight.

Asher kneels down on the other side of her bed. Her tiny hands framing his masculine face. “Will you come back and play with me tomorrow so we can build the fort?”

Asher’s eyes shift up to mine, seeking permission. I nod my approval. How could I say no to either one of them?

He returns his gaze to Lyla, giving her a warm smile. “I promise.”

After kissing both of her cheeks, he stands. “Sweet dreams, Princess Lyla,” he says, tapping her small nose with the tip of his finger.

Lyla yawns, her eyes drifting shut as she flips to her side, tucking her hands beneath her chin. “Sweet dreams, Princess Ashland.”

I smirk at him as I shut off the light, leaving her door cracked a little.

“Princess Ashland, I like that,” I say once we’re out in the hall.

One hand grasps my waist, making me spin around to face him, my hands landing on his solid chest. He slowly walks me into the wall, angling his face to mine. I can feel his warm breath on my skin and I suck in a sharp breath at the look in his eyes. The look that tells me he’s just as surprised by all of this as I am. By how much we want each other. By how right it feels.

And how fast it’s all happening.

His lips touch mine.



The possessiveness I’ve grown to crave seeping all the way down to my bones. I sag against him, my hands reaching up to clutch the back of his neck while his hold my head in place, his mouth devouring mine as if he can’t get enough.

And neither can I.

I think that’s what scares me the most. How much I want this with him. And how much I’m willing to risk in order to get it. But I’ve never felt this way before. Not ever. Not this deep sinking feeling I get every time I think about not seeing him again. Or what I would do if he suddenly got bored and found himself with someone else.

The thought is devastating to even think about. Especially with the way we started out. What woman in her right mind would trust this?

But I can’t resist him or the way he makes me feel.

Excerpt #3

“I don’t date my patients,” she retorts quickly, shifting in her seat once more. I love how much I affect her.

“Didn’t say anything about dating,” I say.

“I don’t sleep with them either.”

I chuckle. “We definitely wouldn’t be sleeping.”

She swallows thickly, cheeks flushing with heat.

“You’re thinking about it, aren’t you?”

Now she’s licking her lips again.


“Thinking about what?” she asks, sheepishly.

I love how shy she gets around me. How vulnerable she is without even knowing it.

“Me fucking you. My hands on your skin. Hot breath in your ear while I fuck that tight little cunt.”

She shifts in her seat, crossing and uncrossing her legs. “Stop,” she whispers, but it’s breathless, her voice trembling with need. “Remember when you told me it was wrong of you to kiss the officer at work? Well this is the same thing.”

“No, it’s not.”

This is nothing like what happened with Trina. Yes, I was attracted to her. Yes, I wanted to fuck her, but I haven’t even touched this woman yet and it feels like she’s already gotten beneath my skin. Desperation has a firm grip on my balls and they ache to know what it would feel like to make her scream my name just once.

“If I can’t fuck you with my cock then I’m gonna fuck you with words. Either way, I’m getting inside you.”

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Title: Cross

Author: Adriana Locke

Series: The Gibson Boys #2.5
Cover Designer: Kari March at http://www.karimarch.com

Goodreads: http://bit.ly/CrossGR

Release Date: Friday, May 25, 2018

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Cross Jacobs was a screw-up.

Everyone knew it, especially him, and the point was hammered home when Kallie Welch drove herself right out of his life.

But, she’s back.

Seeing Cross wasn’t on Kallie’s to-do list. She didn’t think she could avoid him forever but trying never hurt anyone. One minute she’s standing by herself and the next she’s accosted by a rich, velvety scent that could only belong to one man: Cross.

At face value, he’s divine. All rugged and confident with a smile that melts her right where she’s standing. It doesn’t take long to find him to be charming, witty, and the owner of a few legitimate businesses. Not at all like the mischievous boy she left.

He laughs and her heart flutters. With a touch of his hand, she’s dizzy. She’s fairly certain she’s going to die when he pulls her into an embrace and touches his lips to her forehead.

It feels right. It feels so right.

But is it?

Chapter One

“Where have you been in that thing?” Machlan shouts.
The roar of his muscle car’s engine winds down and he clicks the transmission into park. The purplish-black paint shines in the early afternoon sun.
Having just backed out of a parking spot onto Main Street, I check my rearview mirror. No one is coming. “Bluebird Hill,” I tell him. “After all that rain last night, I figured I’d test the new tires Walker put on my truck last week.”
“You’re a fuckin’ kid.” He laughs.
“Says the man driving that,” I tease, pointing at his ride.
“I’m not sure what your point is. This car is the baddest thing in town.” He punches the gas, the motor roaring like a banshee.
Glancing around at Doc Burns’ office with two cars in the parking lot and the Linton County History Museum across the street that only opens for the Water Festival once a year, I grin. “That’s not saying much.”
“Go to Hell.” His hand slips through his dark hair and over his chin. The amusement in his features evaporates as I watch … and cringe.
I know this look. I know all of his looks, actually, a by-product of being his best friend as long as I can remember. Many of them concern me and a lot of them worry me. But this one? It’s a flashing red sign with Vegas-inspired lights.
The thing is, I can’t just ignore it. When this look comes, so does the topic of my sister and, even though I love the both of them, I wouldn’t mind seeing them in a padded room until they fix whatever it is between them that is so broken.
With a sigh, I jam my truck into park too. “Yes,” I say, answering the question he’s yet to ask. “Hadley called and isn’t coming home this weekend. She said maybe next week.”
His jaw works back and forth as he stares down the street. “Why?”
That single word is spit with a lifetime of emotion. Machlan has loved my sister since the day she moved to Linton with our father and me when our mother died. She was fourteen and innocent and he was fifteen and infatuated. Through the years, they were off and on and together and not—at least officially. Everyone knew Machlan and Hadley were one and the same.
I’m not sure why she moved away from here. Being both her brother and his best friend precluded me from certain information, which is for the best. They both drive me nuts without having the details.
“Not sure,” I reply. “She left a voicemail last night saying she wouldn’t be home today. She didn’t pick up when I called her back.”
He flips his gaze to me. “You didn’t talk to her after that?”
“She’s a big girl, Mach,” I mock. “I’m sure she had shit to do.”
“Yeah.” His fingers regrip the steering wheel as his jaw goes back to work again.
“I’m gonna go wash this before I head back to the gym—”
“She’s all right, though. Right?” he interrupts. His face is stone-cold sober. “I mean …”
“She’s fine.”
He waits. Blinks. Re-grips the wheel again. “That’s it?”
Popping my truck into drive, I blow out a breath. “Yeah, that’s it. You want to know more? Call her. What a fucking amazing concept.”
“Yeah. I’ll get right on that,” he snips back.
“You should. Then you could quit this whole thing.”
“Got nothin’ to quit, man. Just being a decent guy.”
A decent guy. It’s my turn to turn my knuckles white on the steering wheel.
Machlan isn’t a decent guy. He’s a fucking great one … much better than the guy Hadley is seeing now. A guy I haven’t mentioned to Mach since I got home a couple of weeks ago from visiting her. I’m not mentioning him, either. I’ll save the boyfriend an ER bill and myself the bail money.
I can’t blame him. It has to be hard to see Hadley with another guy when, in Machlan’s mind, she’s his girl.
My stomach twists like it always does when my mind goes down this road. At least my girl didn’t bring other guys back with her. Hell, she didn’t even come back at all.
“Here comes Kip,” Machlan says, bringing me out of my reverie. Nodding toward the road in front of him, he laughs. “I’m not moving.”
I twist in my seat to see the sheriff coming toward us. He blares the siren twice as if to get us to move. We don’t.
Machlan pokes his head out of the window. “Need somethin’?” he shouts.
Laughing, I watch Kip’s car slide carefully between Machlan’s and the curb on the other side.
“You can’t park in the street!” Kip yells.
“What are ya gonna do about it?” I holler.
“Take ya both in.”
“Don’t you have somewhere to be?” Machlan asks. “Someone to protect and serve? Or service, if I know you?”
Kip shakes his head as Machlan flips him the bird. The sirens come on again before Kip hits the gas and speeds off down the street and vanishes over the hill.
When I look back at Machlan, his attention is on his phone.
“What?” I ask, curious about the smile on his face.
He looks at me and laughs. Sticking the phone in the cup holder, he shrugs. “Nothing. But can you do me a favor?”
“I need help moving a couple of things at Crave. Come help me. Just for a few.”
“What’s in it for me?” I ask.
“A beer?”
Throwing the truck in neutral, I rev the engine. It barely sounds before his is screaming over top of mine and we jet off in opposite directions. I get to a stop sign at the end of the street and do a quick one-eighty to head to Crave.


Adriana Locke can do no wrong. This was a one of the kind Novella. I was hooked like I am with all her books from page 1.

This book is about Cross and Kallie. It’s a second chance so watching these two reconnect and find each other was such a beautiful thing. We get a glimpse of all the characters we have come to love.

Also you cute intriguing Surprise at the end of the epilogue