Cover Reveal/Giveaway/Excerpt

Title: Under a Different Sky
Series: Hand Over My Heart Duet Book One
Author: Lindsey Iler
Genre: New Adult Romance
Release Date: June 10, 2019

My life is a mess.

I’m walking around with a black eye. My position on the hockey team is questionable at best, and if that’s not bad enough, I think I’m falling for my dead girlfriend’s best friend.

Every day, it’s a fight to feel alive, and yet, I drink to numb the pain. Everyone is standing back, watching me fall apart.

Everyone except Hannah. No matter how many times I push, she’s there to pull me back. She refuses to let me spiral any deeper. And after one kiss—she’s impossible to ignore.

Unfortunately, it seems she and I aren’t the only thing being kept a secret.

“Hannah Barnes, are you jealous?” A part of me, the tiniest segment of my brain, hopes she is. That isn’t something I’m ready to unload or try to begin to understand, though. She’s Mia’s best friend, but it’s hard to ignore the smile she seems to always sport when I’m around.
“Not even the slightest.” She gazes around the room. “I just feel sorry for girls who feel the need to be so obvious.”
“Unlike you, right?”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“You know exactly what I mean. You think you go unnoticed, only coming up for attention when you want it. In reality, you just walking into a room makes some of these guys pant like– what was it? — dogs in heat?” I laugh, leaning back in my chair to get comfortable.
Everything I’ve just said is true. Hannah doesn’t date. At least not openly. She’s definitely not a virgin. When we were sophomores, a senior made sure of that, too happy to announce he hooked up with Coach’s daughter. One thing though about Hannah is that she doesn’t realize how much power she has in her tiny little body. Even the strongest willed person would crack under one of her knowing glances.
“What’s your point?” She shrugs, unmoved by my words.
“It was meant as a compliment, if you didn’t catch that.”
“No, I caught it, Nick. You think I’m pretty.” Her smirk grows slow, like a sunrise. “What I don’t understand is why you’re saying it.”
I laugh uncomfortably under her watch. “That makes two of us.”

Lindsey Iler is the author of the Our Worlds series. She’s had her feet planted in the state of Michigan since she was born and she still lives there with her husband and four kids.

When she’s not writing, she’s spending time with family and friends, listening to music, and reading.

Lindsey writes mature young adult/new adult romance. She falls in love with every character that pops into her head and is notorious for writing long chapters in her notes on her iPhone.

She finds inspiration from music and the people around her.

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Title: Fury
Series: Caught by the Bad Boys #3
Author: Raathi Chota
Genre: YA Romance Suspense
Release Date: May 7, 2019

Trust is a valuable thing I keep playing with. I can’t help that I care too much to let Levi go. But there are limits even I can’t ignore, and he crossed it…they crossed it.

To make matters worse, there seems to be a traitor in the group. Problem is, no one believes me, and I can’t prove it. Not yet, anyway. 

While I struggle to make sense of everything that’s happened the last few months, everyone else seems unaffected…until tempers erupt, doubt sets in, and no one knows who to trust anymore.

No matter how hard I try, it’s impossible for me to live a normal life—especially with this constant warning prickling at the back of my head, telling me that something is coming. 

Something big.

Something that can destroy us all…and I’m walking right into it.


Raathi Chota’s writing first began as a hobby and after growing in popularity, her gift for storytelling took off. Since gaining over ten million reads with her first novel on Wattpad, Raathi found her true calling. Born in South Africa, she always had a creative imagination. Being a regular high school student in Australia and a dedicated writer, her imagination knows no bounds. She enjoys random adventures where she knows she will find inspiration. Her stories are general fiction that is packed with young adult, thriller, mystery and romance themes. Raathi’s stories are page turners leaving you yearning for more.
 
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Title: The Devil Has a British Accent
Series: The White Carpet Series Book II: Cary
Author: Z.N. Willett
Genre: NA Paranormal Romance
Release Date: May 19, 2019
Cover Design: Jada D’Lee Designs


For Lauren Moreau, the truth trapped her, the lies and deceit ensnared her.


What she knew to be goodness and love, now a fairytale of despair and hopelessness. 

The love of her life, Cary Baine, was an Angel. 

Her boyfriend, Jackson Cruz, a demon groomed by Hollywood.

Everything she believed in wasn’t real. 

Blending in, in a city as large as Paris, was Lauren’s only sanctuary. A sanctuary built out of glass with the illusion of strength, protection, and sanity she wore around her. However, when Jackson surprises her, her simple Parisian life is over with a snap of a lens. Hollywood had found her, and the glass she safely looked out into the world now feels like a cage. Old rumors surface, and as Lauren fled her new life, she failed to see the crack in the glass. 

Lauren is forced to accept the assistance of Cary Bain and struggles with her feelings toward him. The love that was buried deep inside her begins to stir the closer they become. She starts to feel hopeful about their possibility. Hope for a maybe or a someday until Cary introduces her to his new girlfriend, and the crack in the glass grows bigger.

Brokenhearted, Lauren begins down a darker path. Once driven by love, faith, and hope, now the innocence of her youth will be tossed aside. New friendships, desires, lusts, and gratifications will awaken.

Yet when the crack breaks the fragile sanctuary she created, Lauren will have to decide to accept fate or bleed as it all crashes down.

When I opened the door, Jackson pushed it shut, pinning me between him and the door.
Everything became a blur when he placed light kisses up my neck, inhaling deeply when he circled my ear with wet lips. I placed my hands on his chest to push him away, but my hands weren’t

following orders. My mind was screaming stop, but my body told it to shut up.

His hands slowly coming up my thighs, one laid hold of my ass as the other found refuge on a breast. He nuzzled his way to my lips and hovered over them.

“I miss you.” He kissed softly. “So much, Baby.” Then harder. “I want you,” he moaned.
What the hell.
I grabbed his head, pulling hard and kissed him like never before. It was all lips, teeth, and tongue.
I wanted him.
My body was painfully on fire, kissing him harder to quench the flames that grew hotter.
But the harder I kissed, the more painful it got.
I clawed into Jackson’s chest, and his hands gripped me so tight, it hurt. Then I saw his face in my mind again.
Cary.
It jolted me out of the lust-induced fog. I pushed Jackson back while we both caught our breath. His eyes burned fire, and I could imagine what mine mirrored. He pushed forward to continue, but I stopped him.

“This is wrong.”
“Why are you fighting this?”
Our eyes stayed locked as the lust-filled air around us calmed down.

“Jackson, I can’t do this.”
His expression turned to anger. “Why do you play these games, Lauren!”
“It’s not a game. I’m sorry, Jackson. I just saw you and—.”
“I always wanted to see you! It was you who prevented it.”

 

Bestselling author ZN Willett first started sharing her contemporary romance The Trouble with Dating a Movie Star online. Receiving an overwhelming response of over two million reads, she created the Red Carpet Series. The Red Carpet Series showcases a unique perspective spotlighting Hollywood from the inside and Hollywood continues to be a focal point for her novels.

ZN enjoys creating heroines who are strong, intelligent and true to themselves. Alpha male heroes who are flawed, yet desired. 

Her passion for all things romance first led to a career as a wedding and event coordinator, organizing high-profile and celebrity events. Currently she has added her love of travel and writing to her career path.

ZN is a northern girl, but a southerner at heart, with a deep love for all things shoes. She will happily admit that she’s a sappy romantic who still believes that love can truly conquer all.


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Title: Reverence
Series: Scandalous Series (standalone)
Author: Ady Anes
Genre: NA Romance
Release Date: May 21, 2019
Cover Design: Pink Ink Designs


Diego Lobos is every mother’s dream. He’s handsome, smart, athletic, and well-mannered. Diego attends an Ivy League college and manages to keep a near perfect GPA. Mothers want him as their future son-in-law. Girls swoon at the mere mention of his name. Guys want him to be on their team. Everyone wants to be friends with Diego Lobos.

He’s the guy everyone loves… And rightly so. But is he right for me? Can Diego fill the voids within me? Those vacant spaces that have been dark and empty for so long that I’d forgotten they existed until he stepped into my life… Diego is charismatic, charming, and genuine. He’s sexy without being an arrogant ass.
What more can a girl ask for? In my dark world I need more. I have a need most can’t fill. I demand certain expectations that have guys cupping their balls and running in the other direction. Yes, I’m broken but I refuse to part with the little bit that’s left of me.
Love me or hate me. I don’t care. But everybody loves Diego… So why would he work so hard to be with someone like me?
**Contains mature content. May contain subject matter that triggers**


Prologue – Desirae

My birthday is in three days! Just three days! In three days, I will be fourteen! A lot’s happening for me this year. I’m entering ninth grade. The boys will finally notice me because I have an awesome rack. At least that’s what they say. I’ve heard them whisper it to each other. The morons forget to close their mouths and turn when I look their way. They’re too lost in my perky tits. But I don’t mind. This year I’ll be damned if they tease me about my freckles. This year I won’t be boyfriend-less. This is my year.

Daddy has another of his business functions tonight. I know we live in like a freaking mansion, but I don’t understand why he always throws his parties here. It makes Mother extra OCD and the staff mean as hell. But I’ll suffer through tonight because in a few nights Daddy is throwing me a party! The house will be filled with my friends and anyone else who wants to enviously join. I might throw them out. Or I might let them stay so they can tell all their friends how effin’ awesome my party was. Decisions… Decisions…

But first I must get through tonight. Daddy’s functions are so stuffy and rarely have kids my age in them. I prefer to be the only non-adult in the place. Usually when someone comes with their parents they’re absolute shitheads about everything. They act all stuck up like this is their place and they’re too good to even look my way. Humph. Don’t even care if one of them attends tonight. Can’t ruin my mojo. I’m in my happy place. Only three days!

Janet enters my room from the servant’s entrance. I scowl in disapproval. She knows that’s my pet peeve. They all still must knock like they would if they were entering Mother and Daddy’s room. Janet curls her lip. She doesn’t think much of me. I’ve never really done anything to sway her one way or another, but it does bother me some. Why do the servants of this place act so hostile? If I was a spoiled brat, I’d totally understand but I’m not. No really, I’m not. I try to do and get things without their assistance. I’m self-sufficient considering my parents globe trot without me all the time. I’m alone so often that I don’t even expect anything from anyone during Christmas.

“Your Father has provided you this dress to wear for the evening Miss Desirae. I trust you can get yourself ready before the main course.” She places a white dress on my bed then stalks out of the room as if it had been me who’d inconveniently summoned her. Seriously, what is it with these people? And since when does Daddy dictate what I wear to his parties? I have a specific section in my massive closet dedicated to clothes that are approved by Mother.

My eyes travel over the dress. It really surprises me to see something so simple yet sassy resting before me. The white dress and cute bow in the front scream innocence but the strapless top and short length whisper young woman. I’m not sure which role Daddy wants me to present more tonight. I need to balance both sides carefully until he communicates his expectations. Daddy always has an agenda. He’ll whisper the plan to Mother and she executes to a tee. I haven’t always liked what he’s instructed her to do but Mother always obliges and never complains which means I must do the same.

The white satin material softly kisses my skin as I shimmy into it. The sweetheart neckline makes my boobs pop out. I try pushing them back in, but the dress is too tight at the waist. The large bow only calls out more attention to my girls spilling out. I would’ve never picked something like this for myself. I know my limitations with my freckled skin and busty chest. I try not to cringe. I really do… but the dress barely covers my ass. Forget innocent. This is borderline trashy-cute. My foot taps nervously as I stare at the girl in the mirror. Am I really going to wear something like this out of this room?

I grab the house phone not caring if they whisper about me. The phone makes several clicking sounds before someone answers.

“Yes” Janet barks into the phone. Does she know it’s me calling? What if she’d answered the phone to Daddy or Mother like that? She wouldn’t be working here for long if that was the case!

“Did Daddy offer any alternatives? This dress is a bit short.” I hate the way my voice quivers a bit at the end, but the truth is that I feel immensely self-conscious in this dress. There will be grown men mingling with Daddy and Mother. I don’t like the way they stare at me sometimes. This dress will only make things worse.

“Your Father is already on his way up to see you” Janet haughtily replies, “I suggest you finalize whatever else you have left to do.” She doesn’t wait for my reply. She just hangs up on me.

My shoulders droop. Can I even sit in this dress without revealing too much thigh or cleavage? Mother is going to throw a fit! She hates it whenever someone else gets more attention than she does. I scurry into the bathroom tying my hair up into an elegant knot with loose tendrils falling onto my shoulders. Mother says men always love a woman with a few loose strands. It shows her quiet wild streak while screaming self-control.

Makeup takes a little longer to do. I begrudgingly apply concealer because Mother balks at my attempt with sheer foundation. The sheer foundation blends with my skin but still shows some of my freckles while the concealer makes me look like I have an entirely new face. I like my freckles but apparently no one in high society does.

“There you are” Daddy stalks into my room without knocking. I smile politely at him glad that I’d put on the dress first and did my hair and makeup afterwards. This order only spells disaster but Daddy’s walked in on me, in only bra and panties, on one too many occasions. Now that I’m turning fourteen, I promised myself since I can’t lock the door that I would dress first no matter what. Daddy’s carelessly flung comment about me needing to work out more because I’m becoming too curvy and soft in unattractive parts not only hurt but I burned with humiliation for days afterwards. Why was he looking at me like that anyways?

“You appear presentable” he states in his businesslike tone. I inhale slowly, deeply; knowing tonight is all business and no fun. I won’t be able to get away early and go to sleep. Daddy will show me off like he does Mother and all his other worldly possessions.

“Thank you” I reply knowing he expects it, “Where would you like me this evening?”

“I want you to meet some special people tonight. I expect you to be on your best behavior and assist me with finalizing the contract. This is the one I’ve been working on for over a year. Your Mother’s tried to win him over, but she’s been unsuccessful in her endeavor. I expect you to shine like a diamond tonight.”

“Of course, Daddy” I smile. It hurts like hell to keep up the fake expression plastered on my face, but my night is only just beginning. Guess there is no other choice regarding my dress.

Daddy holds his arm out expecting me to loop mine into his like a perfect young lady would. I pull my shoulders back, straighten my spine, and hold my head high knowing that the moment we step down those stairs all eyes will be on us. Daddy expects perfection from me in all areas of my life; from academics, extracurricular activities, community service, and right down to the prized only-child role.

We’ve barely descended halfway down the stairs when my body wants to scream mutiny. I’ve learned to trust my instincts. My heart hammers violently against my ribcage, my fingers close into a fist against my thigh, but no one will see or notice these things. My gaze remains forward, my breathing even and under control. This indifference is what I’ve been taught all my life. I look around until I find the source of my unease; an older man with salt and pepper hair, light facial hair, and great taste in designer suits. If my eyes aren’t deceiving me, he’s wearing a Canali wool twill suit that puts almost every other gentleman’s attire to shame.

“Mr. Pearce” Daddy greets the intimidating man. People give this man a wide berth. His gaze alone can cause heart failure. “I’d like you to meet my daughter, Desirae.”

Although this isn’t the right moment, it’s nice to hear the slight tremble in Daddy’s voice. This man makes him nervous. Daddy mentioned he’d been trying to woo him for a while now but how much is at stake? Is Daddy at risk of losing something or does this man have that much to offer?

“Exquisite” Mr. Pearce replies. His eyes peruse every inch of my body. I stare at the floor unable to meet his gaze. This man sees too much. He paralyzes with just a look from his black eyes. I kid you not. The man’s eyes are all black, no iris color; all pupils.

“Does she meet your approval sir?” Daddy asks him. He shifts side-to-side while Mr. Pearce slowly walks around us. Why does Daddy care if I meet the man’s approval?

“And you’re absolutely certain she’s untouched?” His deadly voice makes my blood turn cold. I look at Daddy panicked at what they’re discussing. We’ve barely made it to the bottom of the stairs before this man pounced. Mother has everyone corralled in the main area but she’s watching for us from a distance. The one time I need her to make eye contact with me and she’s busy playing hostess to the other guests.

“The paperwork I provided you is legitimate. Hymen intact. Pure.” Daddy replies.

Bile shoots up my throat like an out of control roller coaster. I take small even breaths trying to appear unaffected. I can’t vomit in front of this man. I can’t pass out either! Hymen. I should know that word. Something niggles at the back of my mind, but I can’t quite place it. This conversation is important.

“If everything is as you say” Mr. Pearce steps closer. “Then the executed contract will be delivered to you first thing tomorrow morning and your application to Champion’s will be approved.”

“Thank you” Daddy breathes with relief. He pushes me toward Mr. Pearce. “Do everything he says. I expect your obedience and utter perfection.”

“If she’s worthwhile, I will make her a repeat and reward you with each satisfactory union.” Mr. Pearce adds. “Of course, that isn’t in our original agreement and I’ll decide what the form of payment will be each time afterwards… but I’m usually a good judge of the finer things.” He eyes my body from head to toe once again but doesn’t complete his sentence.

I see dots dance in front of my face before a painful pinch to my inner arm snaps me out of my fainting spell. “You will not pass out.” Daddy hisses in my ear.

Mr. Pearce escorts me to one of the guest rooms on the second level of a place I used to consider safe. Mother watches him take me away. I’m terrified and in shock while Mother appears angry and ousted.

“Don’t mind her” Mr. Pearce motions towards Mother “She’s upset more with herself than with you. She doesn’t have the stamina and drive like I know you will. She envies your youth and beauty. We’re going to have so much fun together.”

Each word flays me. They know exactly what’s going to happen, but they failed to let me in on the plan. Something bad is about to happen, with their consent. I numbly enter the room. I shouldn’t be in here alone with him, but my parents have allowed it. My mind screams to shut off. Be a good girl; be Daddy’s perfect girl…

Ady Anes is a dutiful wife and mother in real life, but a dirty girl between the pages. Her love for reading transfers into her passion for writing. She always has stories floating in her head, ready to pour onto blank pages. Ady has a killer sweet tooth, loves music and sports, and names her kids and fur babies after fictional characters.

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Title: Every Wrong You Right
Series: Redeeming Love Series
Author: J.E. Parker
Genre: NA/Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 20, 2019

He lashed out to free his demons… 
She lost the ability to trust after being tormented. 
 
—Ty—
 
Growing up, my life was hell. 
Filled with pain and consumed by rage, I became a monster.
One which bullied without mercy. 
 
As a kid, I hated myself for the suffering I caused. 
As a man, I still do. 
Plagued with regret, I once came close to giving up.
Then an angel appeared, saving me. 
 
Innocent and full of light, Heidi is everything I would have once fought to destroy. 
Now, she’s everything I’ll fight to protect. 
Determined to claim her as my own, I chase after her with everything I’ve got. 
But she fights me at every turn, only letting me in so far.
 
Despite the walls she’s erected, I’m not backing down.
Whether or not Heidi realizes it, she’s mine. 
The battle for her heart won’t be an easy one.
 
But it’ll sure as hell be one worth fighting.

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J.E. Parker is an American romance author who was born and raised in the great state of North Carolina. A southern belle at heart, she’s addicted to sweet tea, Cheerwine, and peach cobbler.Not only is J.E. married to the man of her dreams (albeit a total pain in the rear), she’s also the mother of a herd of sweet (sometimes), and angelic (only when they’re sleeping) children. Despite their occasional demonic behavior and bottomless stomachs, J.E. loves her little tribe more than words could ever express.

On the weekends, you can find her sitting on the couch, cheering on (or cursing) her favorite football team, stuffing her face with junk food, and guzzling a bottle of cheap red wine.

When she’s not busy making sure her husband doesn’t burn the house down or acting as a referee for her fighting children, J.E. enjoys reading, writing (obviously), and listening to a wide variety of music.


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Title: Twisted Desire
Series: Twisted #2.5
Author: Jessi Elliott
Genre: Urban Fantasy (New Adult)
Release Date: April 16, 2019
Cover Credit: Arijana Karčić, Cover It! Designs 

 



Being left to lead the fae alongside an annoyingly charming partner really screws with your life.
 
Skylar Chen just received the promotion of an eternity. After Tristan and Aurora trade their esteemed status for mundane life, it’s now her responsibility to lead the fae.
 
The catch? She has to work with Nikolai Sterling. With his constant smirks and dangerous good looks, he has a way of getting under Skylar’s skin like no one else. Even still, she’d much rather be getting under him.
 
Sexual tension aside, they have a bigger issue to deal with. The Experiment, a human organization built on hatred toward the fae, threatens to wipe them from existence. It’s time for Skylar and Nikolai to recruit allies, bring the fae together, and prepare for battle.
 
Fighting to protect her people is something Skylar can manage. It’s the skeletons in her designer closet that make opening up to Nikolai where she’s suddenly out of her element.
 
In this finale novella, the beloved side characters from Twisted Fate and Twisted Gift take center stage to bring down the organization set on destroying them.
“I got you something,” Nikolai says once we’re back in our hotel room.


I suppose it went without saying that Allison and I were swapping roommates
because Oliver followed her into the other room without a word.


I arch a brow at him, shrugging off my jacket and draping it over the armchair
beside the window. “What? Why?”


He shrugs, setting down the groceries we grabbed on the way back from the
meeting. “I thought it would cheer you up.”


“Oh,” is all I say. I told the group on the drive back that Jackson removed himself
from the fight, leaving out the part about him telling me to call him if things didn’t “work
out” between Nikolai and me. Nikolai must’ve told Jackson something, but I’ll be
damned if I bring it up to him.


Nikolai reaches into one of the bags and pulls out the same bottle of rosé I tasted
at Jackson’s. Hold on. The bottle has been opened. He stole the bottle from Jackson’s
bar. Smooth bastard.


A grin pulls at my lips as I take the bottle from him. “You—”


“Are amazing? Yeah, I know,” he says with a wink, leaning in slowly. “Skylar?”


“What?” I mutter.


“Kiss me,” he whispers back.


I set the bottle down. “Do I have to?” I feign disinterest even as my pulse ticks
faster with excitement.


His grin is still fully in place, his eyes filled with amusement. “No, but you want
to,” he lowers his voice, “almost as much as I do.”


“Mmm,” I hum, closing the rest of the space between us in a single breath before
our lips crash together, making me feel as if I could happily live in this moment forever.


Maybe that’s why I can admit to enjoying what it feels like when we kiss. When our lips
are locked, he can’t talk.
Jessi Elliott is a law clerk and author of both young adult and new adult romantic fiction. Her love of writing was born after many years of reading and reviewing books on her blog.
She lives in Southwestern Ontario with her adorable cat, Phoebe. Yes, named after the Friends character.
When she’s not plotting her next writing project, she likes to spend her time hanging with friends and family, getting lost in a steamy romance novel, watching Friends, and drinking coffee.
You can find Jessi at www.jessielliott.com, on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram. You can join her newsletter to stay up to date on book news and upcoming releases.
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Title: The Devil Has a British Accent
Series: The White Carpet Series Book II: Cary
Author: Z.N. Willett
Genre: NA Paranormal Romance
Release Date: May 19, 2019
Cover Design: Jada D’Lee Designs

 

 

 

For Lauren Moreau, the truth trapped her, the lies and deceit ensnared her.

 

What she knew to be goodness and love, now a fairytale of despair and hopelessness.
The love of her life, Cary Baine, was an Angel.
Her boyfriend, Jackson Cruz, a demon groomed by Hollywood.
Everything she believed in wasn’t real.
Blending in, in a city as large as Paris, was Lauren’s only sanctuary. A sanctuary built out of glass with the illusion of strength, protection, and sanity she wore around her. However, when Jackson surprises her, her simple Parisian life is over with a snap of a lens. Hollywood had found her, and the glass she safely looked out into the world now feels like a cage. Old rumors surface, and as Lauren fled her new life, she failed to see the crack in the glass.
Lauren is forced to accept the assistance of Cary Bain and struggles with her feelings toward him. The love that was buried deep inside her begins to stir the closer they become. She starts to feel hopeful about their possibility. Hope for a maybe or a someday until Cary introduces her to his new girlfriend, and the crack in the glass grows bigger.
Brokenhearted, Lauren begins down a darker path. Once driven by love, faith, and hope, now the innocence of her youth will be tossed aside. New friendships, desires, lusts, and gratifications will awaken.
Yet when the crack breaks the fragile sanctuary she created, Lauren will have to decide to accept fate or bleed as it all crashes down.

 

 

 

Bestselling author ZN Willett first started sharing her contemporary romance The Trouble with Dating a Movie Star online. Receiving an overwhelming response of over two million reads, she created the Red Carpet Series. The Red Carpet Series showcases a unique perspective spotlighting Hollywood from the inside and Hollywood continues to be a focal point for her novels.

 

 

 

ZN enjoys creating heroines who are strong, intelligent and true to themselves. Alpha male heroes who are flawed, yet desired.
Her passion for all things romance first led to a career as a wedding and event coordinator, organizing high-profile and celebrity events. Currently she has added her love of travel and writing to her career path.
ZN is a northern girl, but a southerner at heart, with a deep love for all things shoes. She will happily admit that she’s a sappy romantic who still believes that love can truly conquer all.

 


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