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Title: On Broken Wings
Series: The Witness Series
Author: H. D’Agostino
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 24, 2019

 

 

 
 
Free spirit. Determined. Destined for greatness. These were all words used to describe me once upon a time. I was an elite gymnast on the fast track to success. I sacrificed everything for my future, including a social life. My friends didn’t understand, boys called me frigid, but I would prove them all wrong.
 
A single date changed it all for me. One night with Nate Carter tipped my entire world tipped my entire world off its axis. Black and white turned to gray as lines were crossed and promises I’d made myself years ago were broken. He sent me into a downward spiral that only my brother could save me from. That is, until I met Evan…
 
It’s amazing how a few words can change your outlook on life. A kind gesture can make you see the beauty around you, and teach you to believe in yourself. Evan did that… he healed me and taught me to fly again.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Heather D’Agostino is an avid reader turned Bestselling Author of the Contemporary Romance Series The Broken Series, The Shattered Series, The Second Chances Series, The Cook Brothers Series, and Romantic Suspense series The Witness Series.

She attended the University of North Carolina at Charlotte where she received a Bachelor’s of Arts in Elementary Education with a minor in Mathematics.

She currently lives in Central New York with her husband, two children, two dogs, and three cats. When she’s not writing she can usually be found at the dance studio, soccer field, or one of the many other places that she plays ‘Supermom’.

 
 
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Title: Hidden Heart
Series: Windy City Series #1
Author: Measha Stone
Genre: Contemporary BDSM Romance
Release Date: October 15, 2019

 

Royce Blandford follows a promotion to Chicago, because when he wants something- he gets it. He’s a man with determination.

 

 

And after one evening with Jessica, he’s determined to claim her as his. 

 

 

Jessica is perfectly content keeping relationships casual. She’d rather fall in lust than love. And one glance at Royce- she’s definitely in lust. 

 

 

But Royce doesn’t kiss and bail. Jessica may try to hide behind a thick wall, but he senses the fires burning hot. If he has to break through kiss by kiss, he will.

 

 

 

He kissed her on the cheek and picked up the crop. “Are you curious about this?” He touched the flapper to her nose.

She shook her head and stepped back.

One of his eyebrows rose. “Did you hate it last night?” Had she rethought the scene after the arousal had worn off?

“No,” she admitted, taking another step.

“Are you ashamed you liked it?” He toyed with the crop.

“No.” She shrugged, her eyes darting from the leather to the window behind him, seeking a safe place to mentally hide.

“That’s one. I’ll give you one more chance to be honest with me.” His jaw tightened. “Are you ashamed of what we did last night?”

“Not ashamed.” She scratched her elbow, her eyes on the coffee table.

“Then what?” She had more lingering in that beautiful mind of hers, and he wanted it. He wanted to know everything about her—her feelings, her desires. If only he could get her to stop hiding from them.

Her eyes fixed on the leather rod. “What we did was fine. I liked it.” Another shrug.

“And that’s a bad thing.” He slapped the crop against his palm. The sound hung between them.

“Stop putting words in my mouth,” she demanded with balled-up fists and a stomp of her right foot. Such defiance for such a simple question.

He tilted his head and stared her down like the adversary she was making herself. “Do you think stomping and yelling is the way we should handle this?” His words didn’t hold curiosity, but rather a warning.

“You keep insisting you know my feelings.”

“You keep insisting you don’t have any,” he threw back. “Tell me, and I’ll stop assuming.” He crossed his arms over his chest, still holding the crop in his hand.

“I don’t understand why I liked it. I shouldn’t have liked it.” She took a deep breath.

“Tell me something, Jessica. When I instruct you and you obey, what does it feel like to you?”
Measha Stone is an international bestselling author of erotic romance. She’s had #1 top-selling books in BDSM, and suspense. She lives in the western suburbs of Chicago with her husband and children, who are just as creative and crazy as her. Her vanilla writing has been published in numerous literary magazines, but she’s found her passion in erotic romance.
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Title: Undone
Author: Mia Kayla
Genre: Contemporary/New Adult Romance
Release Date: November 10, 2019
Cover Design: Jersey Girl Designs

 

 
✔️A-list Hollywood Hottie
✔️Sweet, Savvy, Sarcastic heroine
✔️Love after Heartbreak
✔️Billionaire Brothers
✔️All the feels in one book
 
If you want a book to make you feel it all – Undone is your book.
✔️Uncontrollable Laughter ✔️Gut Wrenching Feels ✔️Swoony Happily Ever After
 
“The way my body reacted to him was undeniable, but the way my heart reacted was unprecedented.”
 
Calculated, clear, and concise.
That is how I like my life.
As head of Armstrong Realty, I acquire, conquer, and secure deals in the boardroom—and bedroom.
No strings attached is how I like my relationships.
 
But then Jordan—Mr. Hollywood A-list actor—shows up.
He has more strings than the 1000 thread count sheets I sleep on.
We both have reasons we’re unwilling to open up again.
And I can’t live through another heartbreak.
 
So I make a decision—a one-and-done to get Jordan out of my system.
Casual. Hot. Naked. Simple.
 
But when the clothes come off, beds get broken.
And everything changes.
 
Because underneath that California tan and perfect six pack is a heart of gold, a heart I want, a heart I’m falling for…deep, fast, and completely.
 
And suddenly, all my rules become UNDONE
Mia Kayla is a New Adult/Contemporary Romance writer who lives in Illinois. She is the wife to the husband of the year and mommy to three unbelievable cute little girls who have multiplied her grey hairs. 

 

In her free time she loves reading romance novels, jamming to boy bands, catching up on celebrity gossip and designing flowers for weddings.
 
Most of the time, she can be caught on the train with her nose in a book sporting a cheeky grin because the main characters finally get their happily-ever-after at the end. 
 
She loves reading about happy endings but has more fun writing them.
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Title: Lean Into It
Series: Kings of Vengeance MC Book #2
Author: Winter Travers
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: September 29, 2019

For years the only place I called home was the open road.
Until the Kings of Vengeance became family.
Setting down roots and building a life sounds so good I can almost taste it. 
But evil and trouble are brewing, threatening to take the life and woman I’ve claimed.
I’ll lean into the devil himself and spit in his face before I let that happen.
Vengeance will be mine.

 

Goodreads Review – “Intense emotional broken heart stopping love story”

Life Reads With Friends – “Captivating, Sexy, Intriguing and Suspenseful”

Amazon Review – “Edge of my seat, great read!”

 

Winter Travers is a devoted wife, mother, and aunt turned author who was born and raised in Wisconsin. After a brief stint in South Carolina following her heart to chase the man who is now her hubby, they retreated back up North to the changing seasons, and the place they now call home.
 
Winter spends her days writing happily ever afters, and her nights zipping around on her forklift at work. She also has an addiction to anything MC related, her dog Thunder, and Mexican food! (Tamales!)
 
Winter loves to stay connected with her readers. Don’t hesitate to reach out and contact her.

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Title: Defending Roxanne
Series: GHOST Book #2
Author: PJ Fiala
Genre: Adult Military Romantic Suspense
Release Date: October 22, 2019
Cover Design: Cover Me Photography & Design

Secrets and lies have become deadly.

 

 

 

While investigating the murder of her parents, Roxanne Bowman encounters more than she ever thought she would. The secrets that both of her parents kept knock her off kilter. Finding an intruder in their home afterwards changes her life forever.
 
GHOST operative, Hawk Delany is back in the swing of things after being shot while working a case. Sent to Washington D.C. to investigate the murder of a foreign dignitary, and an American couple with ties to deadly secrets, places him in a precarious position, between the fight to help solve the murders and to keep his heart from theft by the lovely Roxanne.

 

Chapter 1

“Roxanne, it was weird, he looked like your dad’s cousin, Raymond. Do you remember Raymond? He was always a bit different and he had so much trouble dealing with people. That’s why when I saw this man following me, it completely scared the crap out of me. Then, I saw him again yesterday and I don’t know what to do.” 

Roxanne’s eyes flew open. Staring at the ceiling, her heart pounded in her chest as her mother’s words came back to her. Throwing back the covers, she sat up and turned so her feet were touching the floor. Her childhood bedroom still had the same furniture, same bookcase across from her bed, same creeks in the floor. The only things that had changed were that her mother had repainted the room to a soft gray last year and had updated the bedding to match.

“I want you to be comfortable when you come home, and you’ve outgrown the pink floral patterns. This suits you so much better,” her mother had said. Oh, how she wished she could speak to her mom now.

Sliding on her slipper socks, she walked out of her room and hesitated. This home seemed too large and ominous somehow now. Glancing down the hall to her right, her parents’ bedroom door was closed now and would be forever if it was up to her. But, only time would tell. Her brothers, Brendan and Matthew’s, bedrooms were to her left. It had been her paternal grandparents’ home before they passed, then her family’s. Now it belonged to her and her brothers.

Descending the enormous, dark mahogany staircase with its white-painted handrails, which curved to the right of the large foyer in their old Georgetown home, she turned left and entered her parents’ office. 

Her mother had remodeled this room twenty years ago, but it still suited the era of the house. Majestic mahogany pillars stood adjacent to the wall behind her father’s desk and in between those pillars were towering shelves of books. She loved playing in this room when she was a girl. Her father spent countless hours in here as his military career soared. His final position landed him at the State Department working as the Chief of Protocol, appointed by the President. It’s also the position that got him and her mother killed. 

Turning to the opposite side of the room, where her mother’s identical desk sat, she walked behind the desk and opened the left top drawer. Somewhere in here her mother had kept the key to the storage units in the basement. She needed to find a picture of Raymond. Her first order of business tomorrow morning would be to find Raymond and figure out why he had been stalking her mother and if he had anything to do with her death. The sheer level of chaos, not to mention the political uproar, that had enveloped her parents’ deaths and that of Kanan Mammodov, Prime Minister of Azerbaitani at the same time was monumental. Feeling around the papers in the drawer, she also found office supplies, staples, tape, and a ruler but she couldn’t feel the key. The moonlight that shone through the tall windows to her right was ample light for moving around the house, but didn’t offer enough light to see a small key. Yet, she enjoyed this darkness and the anonymity it offered. There had been at a minimum a handful of reporters on the street in front of the house since her parents died two weeks ago. Turning on the lights would allow them to see in better and use the zoom lenses on their cameras. Fuck that. 

Pulling the papers out of the drawer and laying them on top of the clean desk, she felt around a bit more. Nothing.

The top drawer on the right was next. Pulling the multitude of tablets and notepads from the drawer, she felt around the bottom of the drawer and found nothing. Repeating this motion for the five remaining drawers on each side, she had a mess to show for her efforts laying all around her and still no key. Standing with her hands on her hips, she looked across the room to her father’s desk, then remembered, he’d hidden things on the underside of drawers from time to time. Pulling out the top right drawer of her mother’s desk, she ran her hands underneath and smiled when she felt an envelope taped to the underside. Peeling the tape away and pulling the envelope from underneath, she smiled to herself as she removed the key and stepped over her mess to make her way to the basement. Through the foyer and into the living room, she turned right and headed to the back of the house and the kitchen.

The basement door was directly to the right of the entrance to the kitchen. Opening the door, she clicked on the light and descended to the basement. Over the years her parents had reinforced the basement and added lighting and the locked storage units, which her father had insisted upon having, since his position meant he had access to and possession of confidential information. Her mother then had insisted they have a room in the basement where family heirlooms and pictures were stored, keeping the room at a constant temperature and humidity free. 

Opening her mom’s storage room, she looked at the shelves, walking down the row until she found the storage boxes marked “Family Photos.” Her mother, ever the organizer, had them stored by year. Trying to recall the last time they’d seen Raymond, she remembered being around ten, which was twenty-nine years ago. Finding this box, and pulling it down from the shelf with both hands, she turned to take it upstairs and lay the photographs out on the dining room table.

At the top of the steps, she nudged the light switch with her right elbow and closed the door with her behind. Turning to her left, she headed into the dining room from the kitchen and set the box on top of the table. 

A noise from her parents’ office caused her to freeze. Papers softly shuffling, then nothing. Slowly reaching around her back, her heartbeat increased rapidly, and dread filled her gut as she realized she’d left her gun upstairs in her nightstand. Shit.

Softly she crept to the door of the dining room which was directly behind the huge staircase she’d come down earlier. Staying close to the wall she listened again. Inhaling, she took a slow deep breath and crept out of the room and around the staircase. 

A massive hulk emerged from the office, and she froze for only a moment before turning to run in the opposite direction. The back door was in the kitchen; if she could get there, she’d run across the lawn and to the neighbor’s home for help.

Three steps from the kitchen she was grabbed from behind, an iron band of arm around her waist and one hand over her mouth. She was pulled into the hardened chest of her attacker and barely able to move. Her left arm was trapped next to her body in the steel grip of the man who now began to drag her deeper into her home. 

Panic flooded her brain and her stomach. She struggled to get free, twisting her body as much as she could, hoping to find a weakness to exploit. She began kicking back, but her slipper socks weren’t going to do any damage to this man. A second man appeared in her peripheral vision and chuckled before saying, “Well, Hawk, looks like you found yourself a thief.”

 

Writing has been a desire my whole life. Once I found the courage to write, life changed for me in the most profound way. Bringing stories to readers that I’d enjoy reading and creating characters that are flawed, but lovable is such a joy.
 
When not writing, I’m with my family doing something fun. My husband, Gene, and I are bikers and enjoy riding to new locations, meeting new people and generally enjoying this fabulous country we live in.
 
I come from a family of veterans. My grandfather, father, brother, two sons, and one daughter-in-law are all veterans. Needless to say, I am proud to be an American and proud of the service my amazing family has given.
 

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Title: Special Delivery
Author: Abby Tyler
Genre: Single Dad Romance
Release Date: October 7, 2019

 

She brought him pizza. He delivered a family.
 
Police Officer Jack Stone hasn’t been able to leave the house in seven days. His wreck of a sister gave birth in prison, and baby Ella has been discharged into his care.
 
He has no idea what to do with her.
 
Louisa is ready to move on with her life and arrives at Jack’s house with her very last pizza delivery before she quits. When he opens the door, Ella is crying, his place is a disaster, and Applebottom’s senior police officer is completely lost.
 
He could solve her problem, and she could solve his.
 
Too bad they’ve hated each other since high school.
 
It will take the entire town to end the twenty-year feud between Jack and Louisa and remind them that people do grow up, and in a crisis, you often grow together.
 
Louisa gestured to all the towels, the strewn clothes, the dirty bottles, and complete disarray. “You need some help,” she said.“I haven’t told anybody about her.”

Louisa’s eyes dropped to the baby. “You’re going to have to eventually. You need help.”

Jack could feel the anger rising in him. This is exactly what he didn’t want—everyone showing up, telling him what to do. “It’s just a baby. I can handle her.”

“Looks like you’re really handling it, Jack. I’m going to let Betty know. She’ll get a whole team of ladies in here.”

Jack jumped to his feet. “You will not tell a soul!”

The baby startled, her arms flailing out as though she’d been attacked. Her eyes opened, and her mouth let out a terrible little wail.

“Give Ella to me,” Jack said, his voice practically a growl. “We’re done here.”

“Stop scaring her,” she said. “The last thing this child needs is to have the first conversation she’s heard in a week be two people arguing.”

Jack balled his hands into fists and willed himself to calm down. Louisa always got under his skin. The woman was maddening.

“It’s not like you know a lot about babies,” he said, although he knew it was a low blow to bring up her lack of family. “Now give her to me.”

It worked. Louisa passed the baby back into his arms.

“Jack Stone, you would cut off your own nose to spite your face. You need help, and there’s no way I’m going to keep this a secret.” She pointed a finger at the baby. “For her sake, not yours. You can starve for all I care.”

She didn’t even look back as she opened the door, stepped out, and slammed it behind her. The loud thud set the baby to crying with renewed strength.

“Good riddance,” Jack said to the door.

He lifted Ella to his shoulder. “We didn’t need her anyway.”


In response, Ella spit up all over his last clean shirt.

 

Abby Tyler loves puppy dogs, pie, and small towns (she grew up in one!) Her Applebottom Matchmaker Society books combine the sweet and wholesome style of romance she loves with the funny, sometimes a-little-too-truthful characters she remembers from growing up in a place where everyone knew everybody’s business.
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Cocky Playboy by Sloane Howell & Alex Wolf 

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SynopsisHe’s a bastard in Burberry.

Decker Collins knows how to do one thing—win.When his billion-dollar law practice moves to merge with a firm out of Dallas, she shows up to oversee the transition.Tate Reynolds—the vixen in Versace. 

She’s whip-smart, sassy, and gorgeous. Oh, and she doesn’t take any of Decker’s sh*t.With the merger hanging in the balance, they go to war with each other.There’s only one problem. This war isn’t just about business.Because when they’re not butting heads…They’re banging headboards.

Meet The Authors 

Alex hails from the Midwest and currently resides in New Orleans.He enjoys writing steamy romance but more importantly he enjoys the “research” required to produce the steamy scenes. If you like filthy-mouthed, possessive alpha heroes and steamy romance, then he’s the author for you!

Sloane Howell lives in the Midwest United States and writes all kinds of stories. 
A former college baseball player turned author, when not reading or writing, he enjoys hanging out with his family, watching sports, traveling, and engaging his readers on social media. You can almost always catch him goofing off on Facebook or Twitter, and trying to convince Mrs. Howell that it is “work.”
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