#CoverReveal #Tumble #AdrianaLocke #ComingSoon #Teasers #Snippet #Giveaway

Title: Tumble (Dogwood Lane #1)

Author: Adriana Locke

Release Date: February 26th

Releases In: Kindle Unlimited, Paperback, Audiobook

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From USA Today bestselling author Adriana Locke comes a witty romance about first love and second chances. This is a standalone, small-town, blue-collar love story.

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Synopsis:

After being burned by her dream job in New York City, sports journalist Neely Kimber suddenly finds herself jobless and paying a long-overdue visit to her hometown in Tennessee. Her plan? Relax, reset, and head back up the corporate ladder. There’s just one unexpected step. Neely’s back in Dogwood Lane for barely a day when she sees the man she ran from nine years ago: the bad boy next door who was her first kiss, her first love, and her first heartbreak.

Devoted sigle dad Dane Madden knows he hurt Neely in the worst way. He’s got a lot to make up for. And as passionate as their reconnection is, it’s a lot to hope for. Having her back in his arms feels so right. But falling in love all over again with a woman who wants to live a world away is bound to go so wrong.
What’s it going to take for Neely to give him—and Dogwood Lane—just one more chance?

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Snippet:

Splat!

The sound of the hammer crushing my thumb—swung with more force than was necessary, to boot—ricochets across the front lawn. The tool falls from my hand, striking against the sawhorse, and flips into the soft grass with a gentle thud.

“Son of a…!” My hand shakes, the top of my thumb threatening to explode. I tilt my head to the sky and try to find some peace in the clouds.

I come up empty. “Matt!” I call to my younger brother. “I’m taking ten.”

He nods from halfway up the ladder leaned against the side of the house.

Wrapping my good hand around my thumb, I head toward my truck. Sounds of construction ring out behind me. It’s usually music to my ears, the lifeblood of the Madden name. But each cut of a sawblade, buzz of a power drill, and swing of a hammer feels like a distraction this morning. I have a throbbing thumb to show for it.

Beads of sweat cluster along my forehead. I remove my hat with my good hand and run the back of my forearm along my brow.

“Damn it.” Everything feels sticky. Mildly irritating. And the progress on the project that usually energizes me has failed me epically this morning. I just don’t want to be here. Not that I have a better place to be. Quite frankly, I have a lot of places I shouldn’t be, and with Neely, or thinking about Neely, is one of them.

I would’ve recognized her anywhere. Same gray eyes that glimmer like she’s about to tell you a secret. Full lips that spread into a smile so infectious you can’t help but feel your own mouth following suit. The hint of floral perfume, the golden hair that may as well be silk, and the aura about her that’s just as strong as the day she left Dogwood Lane and me—it’s all the same. It’s like time forgot to age her. She somehow has become more beautiful, sexier, stronger.

The world hates me. I’ve postulated this for a long time, but it’s obvious today.

The tailgate of my truck lowers. Scooping a handful of ice from the cooler in the bed into a bandanna, I wrap it around my injured digit. The relief lasts only a few moments.

“What are you doing down here?” Penn rests his forearms over the side of the truck, the tattoos carved in his skin like mini masterpieces on full display. He eyes my makeshift bandage. “What happened to you?”

“Hammer,” I groan, adjusting the ice.

“That’s interesting.”

“How you figure?”

“Never knew you to hit yourself with a hammer before. I find that interesting.”

“If that’s interesting, you need a hobby. Or you could work like I’m paying you to do . . .”

“I have a hobby, thank you, and you should’ve seen her last night,” he says, smacking his lips together. “Lord Almighty, she’s a—”

“Penn.”

“Yeah?”

The tip of my finger sticks out of the bandanna. It’s bright red and hot to the touch despite the ice packed around it. “All your escapades really sound the same at this point.”

“Is that jealousy I hear?” He cups his hand to his ear. “I thought so. Not my fault you’re in a dry spell.”

Leaning against the truck, I look at him. “Jealousy isn’t how I’d describe it. But if that makes ya feel good, go for it.”

“My hobby makes me feel good.” He moves his lips around, like he’s fighting the next words trying to pop out. He does this when he knows he shouldn’t say something but can’t quite convince himself not to. “From the looks of you, I’d say you’re more than jealous. I’d say you’re . . . tempted.”

My tongue presses on the roof of my mouth. “Tempted to what?”

He leans against the truck, too, the gold St. Christopher’s medal he’s worn since elementary school clamoring against the side. The corners of his lips nearly touch the corners of his eyes. He knows.

“Word travels fast, huh?” I say, prodding around to see if my guess is right.

He slow blinks. Twice.

“What?” I ask.

“That’s all you have to say about Neely being back in town? ‘Word travels fast.’ What’s wrong with you?”

We don’t have time for that conversation.

I sigh. “What do you want me to say?”

“I’d love to have been a fly on the wall for that little run-in.” Penn snickers. “Did you stutter around like I imagine? Or did you not manage to say an entire sentence?”

Working my jaw back and forth, I point a finger his way. “You better stop while you’re ahead.”

He reads me correctly, and his animation drops a notch. “Really, though. How’d it go? But before you answer that, let me toss out there that I heard sparks were flying all over the diner so hot Claire had to call the fire department.”

I shake my head. “Shut up.”

“Just telling you what I heard.”

“The firemen were there to order food, you idiot.”

He thinks he’s onto something. There’s a glee in his face that means only one thing: it’s going to be a long day around here.

“So, what happened?” he asks, resting his arms over the truck bed.

“You know, sometimes I think you should’ve been a girl with all the gossiping you do.”

“This isn’t gossip,” he contends. “This is Neely-freaking-Kimber, man. Every memory I have of my entire adolescence has her in it. She bailed me out of jail when I was too scared to call my dad and you and Matt were passed out on moonshine. Remember that?”

My chuckle is so hard, it causes my thumb to throb. “I forgot about that. She was pissed.”

“Neely came through, though. God, I miss her.”

Those last words echo through my mind.

I have shoved her out of my head for the last few years. Took over Dad’s business, took care of my business. Trudged forward without her because that was the only choice I had. I hardly even think about her anymore unless someone brings her up in conversation.

So why do I itch to crawl into the truck and hunt her down?

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#Stoned #LaylaFrost #TheFourSeries #Paranormal #SoAddictive #5StarReview

Title: Stoned
Series: The Four
Book number: Two
Release Date: February 12, 2019
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Blurb:

Once upon a time, there lived a witch. A kickass, brilliant, dope as hell witch whose magicks inspired fear and envy. Like all classic fairy tales, her story had the usual goodies.

Destiny.

Adventure.

Missing souls.

Unfathomable evil, the precarious fate of the entire universe, blah, blah, blah.

But let’s get back to that witch with the awesome hair…

Fine, it’s me. I’m the all-powerful witch. And, okay, maybe my story isn’t a classic fairy tale. Not unless I missed the part about Little Red delivering comic books and munchies in her basket and Beauty sleeping off two-for-one margarita night. But I do have a soul mate—my very own Charming.

Except he’s no prince. He’s a level-headed, by the book, insanely sexy detective.

And me?

Well, I’m Stoned.

💙💖💙 Review By TashaM 💙💖💙

So this is the Second book in this series. If you haven’t read Styx I absolutely suggest you do….

Layla Frost you lady know how to have us paranormal/ fantasy readers glued.

You captured my attention with Nate and Denny so i was Dying to see where this book goes next.

Lady you did not fucking disappoint at all. This story was just as addictive and Entertaining. Stellan and Juno his Pixie had my attention.

They started of with such a bang and Stellan had an immediate pull towards Juno though he couldn’t explain it. Now Juno knew that he was her Other half, Her Soul Mate but she couldn’t do much cos our hero was a jerk. Till he wasn’t…

The rest was hot and swoony. Plenty LMFAO moments and scenes esp Lea and Beths that will break your heart.

Levi was the Usual Hot Devil you wanna Fuck, I can’t wait for his book. …

Another 5 Star read By the very talented Layla Frost…

Enjoy!!!!

Author bio:

Layla Frost has always been a rebel. A true badass.
Growing up, Layla used to hide under her blanket with a flashlight to read the Sweet Valley High
books she pilfered from her older sister. It wasn’t long before she was reading hidden Harlequins
during class at school. This snowballed into pulling all-nighters after the promise of “just one more
chapter”.
Her love of reading, especially the romance genre, took root early and has grown immeasurably.
In between reading and writing, Layla spends her free time rocking out (at concerts, on the couch, in
the car… Anywhere is a stage if you get into it enough), watching TV (the nerdier the better!), and
being a foodie. Though she lives in NY (the state, not the city), she’s an avid Red Sox fan.

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#LiveNow #DawnSullivan #KeepingHerTrust #SerenitySpringsSeries #Review

After the loss of her husband several years ago tore her world apart, Harper Daley quit her job in the city and moved to Serenity Springs where she built the ranch she had always dreamed of. New Hope Ranch is her life now, as are the troubled teens who live there. When one of the children goes missing, Harper calls the one man she never thought she would see again to ask for help.

Nathan Brentworth is the best undercover agent the FBI has. He lived for the job, and only the job, until he met Harper. When he was with her, he felt things that he’d never felt before. But after he placed the lives of the children she cared for in danger, she kicked him off the ranch, telling him there was no hope for a future between them. Now she needed his help, and he was not going to tell her no.

When Nathan and Harper are drawn into something more deadly than either of them could have imagined, will Nathan be able to ignore his feelings for her, and keep his focus where it needs to be? Will Harper be able to forgive him for his past mistake? Most importantly, will they make it out alive?

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📚📚📚 Review By TashaM 📚📚📚

Everyone knows thaf I’m a huge Dawn Sullivan Fan. She writes awesome Paranormal Novellas but so is her Serenity Springs Series. The way she portrays her charaters and Side characters leaves you so invested ib everyone’s lives.

So without giving away to much, especially for those that haven’t read the series. This beautiful book is a second chance.

Harper is a foster mum that loves and adores her kids and she will go to any length to keep them safe. And you see every bit of her Mama Bear side. That is something I really admire about both Harper and Nate.

Nate is an amazing character. He did a very dangerous thing that could have put Harper and the kids in danger. But he really never meant for it to be deceitful… you know he would have still protected them all.

When Harper calls him for help he drops everything to get back to her, he moves heaven and earth to get to her.

When he does get back to Serenity he knows that home. He works hard for Forgiveness and to help her.

I have fallen inlove witg the kids at Harpers Ranch… I hope they eventually get their own books.

Enjoy Ladies

#CoverReveal #ComingSoon #June18th #LettersToMolly #DevneyPerry #CantFreakenWait

𝑳𝑬𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺 𝑻𝑶 𝑴𝑶𝑳𝑳𝒀 𝒃𝒚 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚
𝑨𝑽𝑨𝑰𝑳𝑨𝑩𝑳𝑬 𝑱𝑼𝑵𝑬 18𝒕𝒉
Molly and Finn Alcott had the picture-perfect marriage. With two gorgeous children, a lovely home and their own business, they were the couple others aspired to be. But when news of their divorce spreads through town like wildfire, it sends their beautiful image up in flames.

Molly spends years mending her broken heart. She finds joy in a life centered around her kids and career. Her happiness has a different picture now.

Then one day, she finds a letter in her mailbox. Written in Finn’s handwriting, dated over fifteen years ago, it’s a letter he wrote Molly after their first date.

Week after week, Finn’s letters appear. Each marks a date in their history. Each holds the confession of the man who still owns Molly’s heart. Each heals a wound from their past.

It’s just too bad Finn isn’t the one sending them.

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#CoverReveal #ComingSoon #KILynn #TheExecutive #January #Excerpt #PreOrderNow #Giveaway

Release Date: January 30, 2019
Cover Design: Lori Jackson Design

Synopsis

She’s just a tool, and I’ll ruin her, because I need to.
From the moment I first saw her, Ivy Prescot has been a bad idea. Strong willed, beautiful, intelligent–she is my perfect storm. The attraction is palpable, undeniable.
The problem is she’s the assistant to the CEO of a hundred-million dollar company.
She’s my assistant.
The other problem? She was previously the assistant to my rival and the man I have sworn to destroy at all costs.
I need her to achieve my goal, but I will rip apart anyone that stands in my way.
In the game of crushing kings of men, I never planned on my heart being a sacrifice.
Everything is in motion, unable to be stopped. I can only hope that when the dust settles she will forgive me.

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Excerpt
(subject to slight changes)

The tyrant was back. I blamed the doctor’s appointment and lack of food and coffee. His mood was atrocious and I’d come so close to smacking that sneer from his face.
I had so enjoyed our conversation the day before. For a few brief moments I actually liked him, but those seemed like a distant memory from long ago.
“Did I not say I didn’t want to be disturbed?”
“Yes, but I didn’t think I was included.”
“You are. Out.”
My teeth ground together as anger flared. I was tired of being tossed out, ignored. How were we supposed to work together with his constant attitude? “What is wrong with you?”
“I don’t want to be disturbed and yet you are still standing here.”
“I’m your assistant,” I ground out, hating that he would even give me the courtesy of looking at me.
“And the biggest fucking distraction. Now get out.”
I was done playing nice. “Why do you have to be such an ass?”
He turned and finally leveled that steely glare on me. “Why can’t you follow the simplest of instructions?” he lashed out.
“Throwing me out of your office is not an instruction,” I snapped back. “For weeks, I’ve been grinding hard to learn all I can, to understand you and how you work, but you make that an almost impossibility. You lock yourself away, won’t open up, let me see how you work. How am I supposed to meet your expectations if I’m never given the opportunity to figure out what those are?”
I watched his fingers clench, then release, only to clench again.
“There is a reason for that.”
“What reason?”
His entire body was coiled so tightly it felt like I was waiting for the inevitable snap. Had I pushed him too far?
“It’s obviously your failure to understand, to connect. It’s not my job to spell everything out, to tell you how to do things.”
I stared at him in stunned silence. Somehow, I was being blamed for our lack of communication, for my inability to do my job. Not him or the lack of training. Me.
I had done so much to learn about him and his habits, to be able to anticipate his needs. Months of stowing away little bits of information and categorizing him just like the software he worked so hard to cultivate.
I wasn’t the issue.
Anger boiled up. The tension that moved between us like a live wire only grew. We were at the end of the fuse, and I did not want to be looking for a new job when the dust settled. Something had to change.
But fuck it, I was mad.
I grabbed the nearest thing–a pen–and threw it at him. His brow furrowed as he looked down at the spot, then back to me.
“You’re the issue, not me!” I cried out as I grabbed the next item. It bounced off him like the first, a completely unnoticeable hit. “I just want to help, to do my job, and you make that so unbelievably difficult!” The next item felt much heavier than the previous ones, but that didn’t register until it was on its impact trajectory.
Time seemed to slow. His eyes went wide and he ducked before being struck. It wasn’t until the item smashed into the wall, exploding into multiple pieces, that I knew what it was.
A stapler. Shit!
In two large steps he was able to reach out and grab me. I spun until I was sandwiched between the wall and a very angry Lincoln Devereux.
It was so different from the last time I was in his arms, but no less intoxicating.
His chest was pressed up against mine, while I attempt to push away, but there was no way I was breaking through the wall behind me. My gaze was glued to his Adam’s apple and I could see the tick of his jaw.
“Miss Prescot, you are way out of line,” he said in a low growl.
I shot my eyes up to his. “Me? Are you serious? Do you even register what you’re doing right now?”
“You threw a stapler at my head,” he seethed.
I glared at him. “I knew it would fly straighter than the file next to it.”
His hands landed on my waist before slowly moving around to my back. The sound of my heart beating was deafening. The way my body burned under his touch, the way I desperately wanted to melt into him, was even stronger than the only other time his arms were around me. Turned on didn’t come close to the feeling pulsing through me.
He learned down, his mouth an inch from my ear. “You’ll pay for that.”
A shiver ran through me and my fingers clenched the fabric of his suit.
Since I first bumped into him I had wondered what his lips felt like. Were they soft? Was he a sweet kisser or a taker?
I didn’t have to wonder any longer, because no sooner had he finished his sentence his lips crashed to mine.

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#ChapterReveal A PLACE WITHOUT YOU by Jewel E Ann @JewelE_Ann #ComingSoon #NewAdult @jennw23

A Place Without You, an all-new emotional, new adult romance from Jewel E. Ann is coming January 2nd, and we have a sneak peek for you!

 

#ChapterReveal A PLACE WITHOUT YOU by Jewel E Ann @JewelE_Ann #ComingSoon #NewAdult @jennw23

The Law of Henna and Bodhi:

When love breaks, fall inward, fall together, and fall hard. Then let time pick up the pieces.

 

Everything feels temporary when you’ve experienced tragedy—until Henna Lane meets Bodhi at a music festival.

 

Young and spontaneous, they have a lust for seizing the moment, falling hard and fast.

When Bodhi is forced to leave without a goodbye, Henna thinks she’ll never get over him. But then she meets Mr. Malone, her sexy, new guidance counselor.

 

They are reckless.

They are forbidden.

 

When their secret is discovered, Henna has to choose between finishing school—banned from seeing Mr. Malone—or dropping out to follow her nomad dreams.

 

Henna chooses her dreams.

Over time, she learns that life is not a destination or a journey, some things are more than temporary, and the forbidden can never be ignored. But if she returns for him, will he still be hers?

 

A Place Without You is an emotional story of young love, shattered dreams, and impossible decisions.

 

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Excerpt from Chapter One

 

His lips move. I stare at them for a few breaths before I realize he’s talking. My hand tugs out my earbud again. 

“Sorry. Did you say something?” 

“What are you listening to?” he asks in a voice as smooth as his Mediterranean eyes. 

“That’s kind of a personal question. Like asking my underwear color.”

He grins. It’s all kinds of wicked. “Personal?” He shrugs. “I don’t know about that. Depends on the song … and the color.” 

“Amy Shark, ‘Adore.’And red and silver polka dots.” 

“Mmm …” He nods slowly. “Good choice.” 

“The song?” I bite the corner of my lower lip to control my grin. 

“The underwear.” 

My heart wakes up as if to say, “Whoa, is something going on here I should know about?” 

“Wanna see mine?” 

My eyebrows lift a fraction. “Your underwear?” 

He digs his phone out of his front pocket. “Do I look like a perv? My song.” 

Damn. He’s good. My tummy joins in on the little dance happening inside of me. 

Twisting his wrist, he shows me his phone screen.

“Apocalyptica, ‘Nothing Else Matters.’ Hmm … that’s unexpected.” I let my gaze fall into his, a dangerous place to be. “You going to Coachella?” 

He nods several times, glancing over the seats to the road before us. “I’m working there.” 

“Oh, cool. Doing what?” 

He inspects my hair. I’d planned on changing clothes and doing something a bit more original with my crazy, dark auburn hair than a messy braid over one shoulder, but sushi dad took away my hotel room. Sexy stranger grins like either my question or my messy hair pleases him. “I’m an in-house tech—audio, lighting, video.” 

Dear God, he’s the full package, especially when that grin of his grows as I continue to violate him with my eyes. Maybe it’s just the lollipop I had on my way to the hotel. Everything seems aesthetically pleasing when I’m a little high. 

“So, I’ll know who to blame if the sound is a bit off while one of my favorite bands performs.” 

“You’ll know who to thank when it isn’t.” He leans toward the middle of the backseat. I follow his lead because I’m curious if he smells as good as he looks. “But I get this feeling that in your state, everything will sound good.” 

Ignoring his whispered accusation that I’m high, I sniff. “You smell like lemon.” 

He sticks his tongue out, revealing a half-melted lemon drop. 

I grin as we sit straight again. “Last year my mom brought back lemon drops from the Limoncello factory in Sorrento. They were amazing.” 

Sucking more intensely on his sour goodness, he nods slowly. “I’m sure they were. Sadly, I don’t think my lemon drop was made in Italy.” 

“That is incredibly sad.” 

He chuckles. Is he laughing at me?

“Nice tats.” He nods to my arms. 

Holding them out, I admire my art. “They’re henna, like me.” 

“Like you?” 

“Yes. My name is Henna. And these will be much more intense tomorrow.” 

“Like you?” His teeth scrape along his bottom lip. It’s ridiculously sexy. 

“Are you flirting with me?” 

He chuckles. “We met less than five minutes ago. I have a little more tact than that.” 

“Tact? Like asking the color of my underwear?”

He runs his hands over the legs of his jeans. Is he sweating? Am I making him sweat? That possibility gives me a whole other kind of high. 

“I didn’t ask. You freely offered that information. Besides, I have rules about flirting.” 

“Well, I despise rules, but you must share your rules anyway.” 

“Never flirt with someone who is not sober.” He stares out his window like his rule is the end of our friendly conversation. 

“Sober? Dude, this is as sober as I get.” Leaning forward, I shove down the waist of my shorts in back, exposing a long L-shaped scar.

He glances over, forehead wrinkled. 

“If I sit too long or stand too long or do anything too long, life kinda sucks. But a little high can go a long way with making said life a lot less sucky.” 

Sitting back, I exhale. Sexy stranger seems at a loss for words. 

“Tell me, tech guy, do you have a name?” 

The driver stops at the crowded entrance. 

“Thank you,” we say while getting out of the car. 

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About Jewel:

Jewel is a free-spirited romance junkie with a quirky sense of humor.

 

With 10 years of flossing lectures under her belt, she took early retirement from her dental hygiene career to stay home with her three awesome boys and manage the family business. 

 

After her best friend of nearly 30 years suggested a few books from the Contemporary Romance genre, Jewel was hooked. Devouring two and three books a week but still craving more, she decided to practice sustainable reading, AKA writing. 

 

When she’s not donning her cape and saving the planet one tree at a time, she enjoys yoga with friends, good food with family, rock climbing with her kids, watching How I Met Your Mother reruns, and of course…heart-wrenching, tear-jerking, panty-scorching novels.

 

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Riggs (Satan’s Fury MC – Memphis Chapter #3) by Author L Wilder is #LIVE

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📖Blurb📖

I was never one of those guys who bought into all that love at first sight bullsh*t.

I was all about getting in. Getting out.

No feelings. No expectations.

No complications … until her.

After just one night, Reece Winters had me thinking of white picket fences and station wagons, but I let my pride get come between us and she walked away.

Trouble was on the horizon.

It was only a matter of time before it came knocking at our door. The club was planning for it. Ready for it. Prepared for it, and so was I.

I wasn’t prepared for fate to bring her back into my life, and I certainly wasn’t prepared for the secrets that she brought with her- secrets that would connect us in ways I couldn’t begin to imagine.

Secrets that could destroy us all.

❤❤❤❤ Review By TashaM ❤❤❤❤

L.Wilder always gives us the most amazing MC stories. I haven’t read a single book of hers that didn’t Capture my attention.

Riggs is our adorable computer Nerd and his Girl Reece is a Journalist. These two have history. They have been into each other since the day they met. Misunderstanding and miscommunication played a big part in them not being together for two years.
Doesn’t mean they could forget each other. Their chemistry and pull is of the charts.

There is some awesome twists and nail biting Suspence. The story on them finding each other again and fighting battles was really awesome. There are plenty gritty scenes expected in an MC book esp these guys cos they have horrid ppl after them.
Watching them protect Reece because she was Riggs made me so happy.

Grab this book now ladies!!!!

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Release Day – DEC 6, 2018

“Sometimes love happens when you least expect it.” That was what my husband’s mistress told me the day I found out about their affair.

I didn’t believe it until five minutes later when mouth-watering celebrity chef Tanner Reese walked up, tossed his arm around my shoulders, and told my cheating husband to take a hike.

Tanner and I couldn’t have been more different. He spent his weekends at clubs, rubbing elbows with fellow A-listers. I spent mine in yoga pants with cheese boards and a glass of wine—or six.

Our relationship shouldn’t have worked, but it did. That is until Tanner proved to me that even though love happens when you least expect it…

So does heartbreak.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Originally from Savannah, Georgia, USA Today bestselling author Aly Martinez now lives in South Carolina with her husband and four young children.

Never one to take herself too seriously, she enjoys cheap wine, mystery leggings, and baked feta. It should be known, however, that she hates pizza and ice cream, almost as much as writing her bio in the third person.

She passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a super-sized tumbler of wine by her side.

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Blurb:
A group of women walk into a bar…
Sounds like the start of a crude joke, right? Yeah, well, the joke’s on me because I’m investigating the gorgeous one in the heels with the great ass. Jenson Montgomery.
Now I’m treading that area between right and wrong, good and bad, where sin and honor meld to become gray. Not that I haven’t been here before. Hell, I’ve made my career in the gray. I never hesitate going to battle when my gut tells me I’m right. And right now, my gut—among other things—is speaking loud and clear about Jen Montgomery.
She’s in a bad situation. Not just bad—deep and black and ugly.
And I’m about to make it worse. She just doesn’t know it yet.

Warning: This author is also a mom who runs a PG-13 home. This book is not PG-13. If you are under the age of 18, do NOT pick up this book. This author doesn’t enjoy mama-drama of any sorts. Do her a favor and walk away.

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💗🔥💗 🔥Review By TashaM 💗🔥💗🔥

Brynne Asher has Freaken Rocked my World Again. I have not read a single book of hers that she has not captured my attention from the first page. This Story will keep you on your toes…. It’s Suspence, Heat, Great Characters, awesome Story line and most importantly addictive.

I adored the Montgomery family when I met them in Athica Lane. I thought Asher couldn’t make me love anyone as much as I loved Asa but I should have never thought Eli won’t steal my Heart.

Jen is not only an amazing CEO, she is an amazing Daughter, Sister and friend. She is cow girl and would probably toss anyone trying to take her for a rich brat. She works hard and gives her best to everyone. So when her world starts crumbling I’m so thrilled Eli, her friends and Family are all there for her.

These two are on Fire from the moment they meet. Eli is SO FUCKING AMAZING with her. He protects her and fights in her corner. He also fight for her. He puts her above all else and that to me is what a man should be like.
Their chemistry is absolutely Fantastic. It’s hot and swoony and fluffy with plenty of nail biting scenes.

Enjoy this awesome book ladies!!!

About the Author
Brynne Asher lives in the Midwest with her husband, three children, and her perfect dog. When she isn’t creating pretend people and relationships in her head, she is running her kids around and doing laundry. She enjoys cooking, decorating, shopping at outlet malls as well as online and is always seeking the best deal. A perfect day in “Brynne World” ends in front of an outdoor fire with family, friends, s’mores, and a delicious cocktail.

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Baby Daddies
A Me, Myself & I Collection
Fiona Davenport • Rochelle Paige • Elle Christensen
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BLURB:
This collection is jam packed with baby making goodness. It features three, all-new stories from the duo behind Fiona Davenport.

Her Doctor’s Baby by Fiona Davenport: She was hoping he could help her get pregnant, but she never expected it to be the old-fashioned way.

Her Neightbor’s Baby by Rochelle Paige: She didn’t expect to join her friend’s baby craze…until one wild night with her sexy neighbor.

Her Boss’s Baby by Elle Christensen: It was hard to keep things professional when her boss offered perks like seeing him naked.

EXCERPT
I opened my office door with my head down, still reading through my next patient’s chart.
“Ethan?”
My head flew up at the sound of the familiar voice and my eyes locked with gorgeous brown ones that I’d seen filled with hunger and fire the night before. Madison stared at me, open-mouthed, and her cheeks flushed.
My first reaction was pleasure at seeing her again, but then I remembered why I’d been acting like an asshole all day. Irritation quickly spread through my body. Then…I remembered what I do for a living and why Madison would be waiting for me in my office.
Oh, fuck no.
Over my dead fucking body.
My hands clenched, crumpling the sides of the folder I was holding. The sound broke through Madison’s frozen shock and drew her attention. When she raised her head to look at my face again, I narrowed my eyes and her blush deepened.
I knew the situation needed to be handled carefully, so I swallowed my rage at the thought of Madison carrying another man’s baby and strolled around my desk. I took a seat and placed her file open in front of me.
Raising a single brow, I trained my penetrating gaze on her face and calmly asked, “How can I help you, Ms. Carlyle?”
Confusion floated across her face and she fiddled with a lock of her midnight hair as her head canted to the side, making the tiny stud in her nose twinkle. “Um…I want to get pregnant,” she mumbled quietly.
I leaned back in my chair and crossed my arms. “You want me to get you pregnant,” I deadpanned.
Madison looked momentarily stunned and stared at me with her mouth slightly open. Then she shook her head and annoyance flickered in her expression before she cleared it. “I suppose that’s one way to look at it.”
I grinned and shuffled through the papers in front of me until I found the one I wanted. “Let’s see. Gynecological history.” I glanced up at Madison who was shifting uncomfortably in her chair.
I read on. “No history of STD. Well, that’s a relief.” I looked up and winked. “I’ve got a clean bill of health too, in case you were wondering.” Her cheeks pinkened but she didn’t say anything. I scanned down until I found the section I was looking for. “Ah, sexual history. Hmmm, this section is mostly blank.” I gave her an admonishing shake of my head. “Why don’t we go over that part now?”
Madison’s face was now beet red and she was twisting her hands nervously in her lap. I wasn’t in the least bit repentant that I was making her squirm. We both knew what was coming.
“Use of lubricants”—I smirked at her and winked again. Then bent over the form and scribbled as I spoke—“I’ll just put ‘unnecessary’.”
Madison rolled her eyes.
“Is your sex drive normal or depressed?” I tapped my chin with my index finger as I pretended to ponder the question. “The answer can change depending on the partner,” I explained. “So, I’ll just write down, extremely eager, according to her most recent lover.”
Madison scoffed, and I pinned her with a hard look, daring her to disagree. We both knew she’d wanted it as much as I had. After a moment, she sighed and gave me a tiny nod.
“History of sexual partners.” I cocked my head to the side and studied her as I asked, “How many notches are on your bed post, Ms. Carlyle?” I frowned, unsure if I really wanted to know the answer. The urge to hunt down every last one was strong. I wanted to beat them until they couldn’t remember what she looked like, or even her name.
She returned my intense stare. “How many are on yours?” she retorted.
“I’m not the one we’re discussing, Madison.” I tapped the paper in front of me. “Every patient has to complete the questionnaire.”
She pinched her lips and scrunched her nose as she thought, considering whether to answer. “Three,” she clipped in a business-like tone. “And before you ask, that’s including my most recent hook-up.”

😍🔥😍🔥 Review By TashaM 😍🔥😍🔥

These books were are hot and Fluffy. Elle and Rochelle give us perfectly sweet and different stories. You don’t feel like it’s the same story over and over. Each one is unique and captivating.

These 3 couples each after falling fast and trying to fall pregnant will leave you needing a cold shower.

These are novellas and it promises heat and fun, it definitely delivers…
Enjoy!!!

OTHER BOOKS BY FIONA DAVENPORT
**Almost all books available on Kindle Unlimited**
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Most recent releases:

It’s Vegas, Baby
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BOUGHT BY THE BILLIONAIRE SERIES
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Bought For Marriage
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ABOUT FIONA DAVENPORT

Hello! My name is Fiona Davenport and I’m a smutoholic. I’ve been reading raunchy romance novels since… well, forever and a day ago it seems. And now I get to write sexy stories and share them with others who are like me and enjoy their books on the steamier side. Fiona Davenport is my super-secret alias, which is kind of awesome since I’ve always wanted one.

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