New Release/Giveaway/Excerpt

Title: Working Back
Series: Cook Brothers Novel
Author: BJ Harvey
Genre: Second Chance Romance
Release Date: October 23, 2019
Girls weren’t on Bryant Cook’s radar until the day he moved next door to the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen. Fortunately for him, Faith Baker fell just as hard that first day as well.
 
From age eight to twenty-two, it was the ‘Faith and Bryant’ show, and their happily forever after seemed certain. Until it wasn’t.
 
Now she’s back after twelve years and she wants what they had.
 
That’s when Bryant issues a challenge. One Faith can’t resist. After all, her future—their future—is riding on it.
 
She said she’d do anything. She just didn’t think he meant *that*..
 
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Working Back is a full-length, second chance, childhood soulmates, house flipping romantic comedy that can be read as a complete standalone and is book 3 in the Cook Brothers series.

 

“OMG!!! Talk about ROMCOM PERFECTION!” – Reading Is Our Satisfaction.
 
 
“If you’re looking for light, fun, flirty, and a whole lot of steam, it’s right here.” – Goodreads review.
 
 
“You will swing from rolling around on the floor laughing to swoon worthy moments that will have you weak in the knees and your heart so full.” – Goodreads review.
 
“Bryant!” Faith shouts. My body goes still; then, I jerk into action. I drop my bottle to the ground. I rip the door open and race to her room.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, hanging off the side of her doorway when I reach her.
Her face is pale, her eyes snapping to mine as soon as I enter the room. She’s standing on top of the bed—more like cowering, really. Her finger points to the floor on the far side of the bed.
“There… there’s a…” She’s near-on shaking her bottom lip trembling.
“What, Faith?”
“There’s a spider under the bed,” she says, shaking her head from side to side, her hands covering her face. “And it had babies!
I freeze, unable to comprehend what I’m seeing.
“Faith, how on earth can you still be scared of bugs?”
“You don’t know what bugs are until you’ve lived in Australia, especially spiders.”
“You’re a biologist,” I say, remembering how she hated to be put in a ‘specific scientific box.’
“Zoologist actually. Which is a lot different than those bug people who study things like—you know—big-ass spiders, Bryant Cook.”
“Are you full-naming me, Faith Baker?”
“You bet your ass I am, and I’ll keep doing it till you remove said spider and all its spider babies from my room.” She’s shriek-shouting by the end of her demand, and it’s cute as hell.
I lean against the doorframe and cross my arms over my chest. “So no future as an arachnologist?”
“Bry…” she hisses. “I’m begging you.”
“Say please then.”
“What?”
“Please. It’s usually followed by a thank you when the person completes the task you’ve asked them to do. It’s Manners 101. I know Mrs. Baker taught you all about that.”
“He brings my mom into it,” she mutters dryly, looking to the ceiling as if seeking answers—or a weapon to throw at me. Her eyes plead with mine. “Please, Bryant. Torture me with anything else but not bugs.”
I sigh, fighting—and failing—to stop a small triumphant grin making its home on my face.
“Smug much?” she mutters as I round the bed and drop to my hands and knees. “What are you doing?”
I crane my neck to look up at her from the floor. “I’m trying out a new yoga position. What the hell do you think I’m doing? I’m looking for the spider mama and her babies.”
“Like that?
I sit up on my calves and look at her, dumbfounded. She’s always had a fear of spiders, but this is bordering on ridiculous. I arch a brow. “Got a spare hazmat suit lying around?”
“No need to get snippy.”
My lips twitch. “Never been called snippy before.”
“Never thought I’d need to say the word,” she retorts with a half-smile.
“What exactly does being snippy entail?”
She puts her hands on her hips and narrows her eyes. “Are we really standing here arguing about your behavior?”
“Well if you’d stop, then I could get on with ridding your room of all the creepy crawlies you hate.”
Her face falls. “You think there’s more than this?”
Ah, shit. This is not good. “No. I mean—”
“I can’t… I mean…” Her eyes fill with tears, and I feel like the biggest asshole on the planet.
I stand and open my arms, holding my breath as she looks at my hands then back to my face a few times before slowly moving forward and letting me comfort her. When she bends down and lays her head on my shoulder, a warm feeling settles in my heart.
“You probably think I’m a big baby,” she mumbles against my T-shirt. I smile, rubbing her back and cupping her head, keeping her close, enjoying this far more than I thought I would so soon. I swear this woman has superpowers when it comes to me.
“Can we fumigate the house?” she asks, her soft voice full of hope.
Without answering her, I tighten my arms around her waist and pull her off the bed. “Hold on, babycakes.”
She lets out a squeak as I carry her across the room. Her legs circle around my hips, and her arms strangle me as they tighten around my neck.
Once we’re in the hallway, I gently lower her to the ground, her fingers gripping my shoulders as she tips her wide eyes up to mine. Where I expect to find a spark of anger, there’s soft heat that I’m not prepared to see. She’s still standing close, her chest brushing mine. Her tongue darts out and traces along her bottom lip, and I can’t tear my gaze away.
“Thank you,” she whispers.
“Can’t have you being scared of your own room.”

BJ Harvey is the USA Today Bestselling Author of the Bliss Series. She regards herself as a smut peddler, suspense conjurer, and a funny romance thinker upper. An avid music fan, you will always find her singing some hit song badly and loving every minute of it. She’s a wife, a mom to two beautiful girls, and hails from what she considers as the best country in the world—New Zealand—although she currently lives in Perth, Australia.
 
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Title: Edge of Reason (Arrow’s Edge MC Series, #1)
Author: Freya Barker
Genre: Romantic
Suspense
Release Date: December 9, 2019
Hosted by: Buoni Amici Press, LLC.

Brotherhood and beer meets single mom and apple pie.

I am a riding contradiction.

A scholar, a cynic, a brother, and a biker.

My name is Trunk.

I’m smart enough to recognize the chip on my shoulder, and cautious enough to keep it right where it is.

I am a misguided romantic.

A mom, a daughter, an agent, and a survivor

My name is Jaimie.

I’m strong enough to look after my family alone, and too stubborn to accept I don’t have to.

We make an odd couple—our differences obvious—but when hatred and danger threatens to destroy everything of value in our lives, we only get stronger.

Together.

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Freya Barker loves writing about ordinary people with extraordinary stories.
Driven to make her books about ‘real’ people; with characters who are perhaps less than perfect, but just as deserving of romance, thrills and chills, and their own slice of happy.
A recipient of the RomCon “Reader’s Choice” Award for best first book, “Slim To None”, and Finalist for the Kindle Book Award with “From Dust”, Freya has not slowed down.
She continues to add to her rapidly growing collection of published novels as she spins story after story with an endless supply of bruised and dented characters, vying for attention!

New Release

Title: Lap of Luxury
Series: Love Don’t Cost a Thing #2
Author: Brianna Hale
Genre: Dark Romance
Release Date: October 22, 2019
Captive. Pet. Lover. Pawn…
 
Darkness lives inside Damir Ravnikar, and that darkness craves one thing: me. Rich, ruthless, and handsome as sin, Damir’s promised me the world to make up for my life’s myriad disappointments.
 
But his promise comes with a price.
 
Damir intends to use me to hunt down his double-crossing brother. With every jewel, every kiss, I can feel myself losing my morals, my freedom and even my sanity. Because darkness lives inside me, too. He’s laying my deepest secrets bare, and there’s nothing I can do to stop him.
 
My name is Bethany, and I’ve fallen into the lap of luxury.
 
Author’s note: Contains explicit scenes, dubcon and dark romantic themes. This book is NOT a standalone. No cliffhanger. 

There’s nothing Brianna Hale likes more than a large, stern alpha male with a super-protective and caring streak, and when she’s not writing about them she can usually be found with a book, a cocktail, planning her next trip to a beautiful location or attending the theatre. She believes that pink and empowerment aren’t mutually exclusive, and everyday adventures are possible. Brianna lives in London.
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New Release/Giveaway/Excerpt

Title: Cruel Boy
Author: Clarissa Wild
Genre: Dark Bully Romance
Release Date: September 30, 2019

 

𝙍𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙗𝙤𝙮𝙨 𝙨𝙞𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩.

Gossip always goes around at Falcon Elite Prep.
Everyone knows Nate Wilson, the most popular football quarterback and every girl’s crush.
But there’s more behind those drop-dead gorgeous eyes and that killer smile …
He’s a notorious heartbreaker …
And he’s got his eyes set on me.
The twisted games he plays are cruel and dangerous.
He teases and tempts me … just to ruin me.
Because I know the one thing he doesn’t want anyone to know.
A big, dirty secret …
And there’s nothing bad boys won’t do to keep a secret buried.

 
“Your phone’s not here. I’m sorry to disappoint you,” he says, stepping closer. “Anything else I can help you with?”

“I … uh …” God, why am I this way around him? It doesn’t make any sense. He’s a bully. I should hate him. But oh my God, I want to kiss him so badly too, and it shows.

For every step he takes closer, I take one back even though my body hungers to get close. I shouldn’t give in; it’s not right. Everyone in this school thinks he’s guilty. Hell, maybe even I do. I don’t know yet.

But what I do know is that he’s beyond bad, and I’m melting into a puddle just from that dirty look in his eyes as he traps me in a corner. No way out. This is it. We’re in the showers backed up against a wall. Hormones rage through my body as he places a hand on the wall beside me and cocks his head.

“Are you still scared of me?” he asks.

I rub my lips together. I can’t say because I don’t know the answer.

“I don’t … know. I don’t know anything anymore,” I whisper.

“You don’t know, or you don’t want to know?”

I try to find the truth in his eyes, but all I find is hunger … a kind of hunger that you can feel in your bones and consumes your every waking thought.

“You’re scared that you actually like me,” he murmurs. His forehead leans against mine. “You’re scared of what might happen if you let me kiss you,” he whispers, his mouth a hair’s breadth away from mine. “You’re scared of what might happen if you let me have you … If you become mine.”

Suddenly, the showers turn on right above us. Fuck, I must’ve hit them with my back. We’re getting soaking wet, but he’s not moving … and neither am I.

“You threw me in the pool. Hung my panties on my locker. Made fun of me in front of your friends,” I mutter, trying to create more distance, trying to push him away, trying to make up reasons this shouldn’t happen. “You heard Layla when she said—”

He places a finger on my lips, droplets of water dripping down onto my skin. “I don’t give a fuck what Layla says or thinks. I only give a fuck about what you think of me.”

His words strike me to my core.

Never in a million years did I imagine this happening, that I’d be standing here getting soaking wet in the locker rooms with Falcon Elite Prep’s worst bad boy, the star athlete, and most popular guy at school … and that I’d want nothing more than to kiss him.

“I did those things to get my way, to get you to fear me, to get you to submit …” he murmurs. “To get what I want.”

“The photos,” I reply.

“And you,” he whispers, gazing straight into my eyes, setting my heart on fire. “I want you, and I know you want me too.”

Our lips touch, and sparks fly. The first touch is always the best, where our lips still linger on should-I-or-should-I-not. But we both know that phase has long since passed. I can’t say no to him anymore.

And suddenly, his kisses aren’t so soft anymore. His mouth claims mine with a greed I’ve never felt before, and it excites me to my core. His hand is on my waist, his body against mine, and I can feel every ridge of his muscles, every inch of skin against my own … and the bulge poking against my belly.

It turns me on like nothing else ever has.

The hand that was on the wall entwines with mine as our tongues lock and engage in a battle of lust. Suddenly, he grabs my wrists and pins them up against the wall, and I can’t. Fucking. Breathe.
Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author of Dark Romance and Contemporary Romance novels. She is an avid reader and writer of swoony stories about dangerous men and feisty women. Her other loves include her hilarious husband, her two crazy but cute dogs, and her ninja cat that sometimes thinks he’s a dog too. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, playing video games, reading tons of books, and cooking her favorite meals.
 
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Title: Curves Ahead
Author: Andi Jaxon
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: October 16, 2019
Cover Design: JustWrite. Creations

 

Being a manwhore, Alexander has a reputation, a hard exterior that no woman has been able to crack. He’s a damn good cop, family man, and all round protector.

 

When the only woman who has been able to infiltrate that exterior gets in the line of fire, will he finally be able to let go of his fears, his past, and let her in completely, to be the hero that she needs?
Kristen is beginning to free herself from the hold of her parents – living life on her own terms. Until her nightmares become a harsh and frightening reality. She’s forced to ask for help from a family she never knew she had.
Can she resist Alexander and the sparks that fly during their little sparring matches, or will she surrender herself to the smooth talking cop that sets her soul on fire?
It’s Curves Ahead for these two… buckle up and enjoy the ride!

 


From Dyslexic kid with a love of Algebra to a published author, no one is more surprised to find me here, than I am. I love to write about tortured pasts and hot sex, a happily ever after that has to be worked for. My stories tend to be a little dark but with some comic relief, typically in the form of sarcasm.


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Title: Cruel Boy
Author: Clarissa Wild
Genre: Dark Bully Romance
Release Date: September 30, 2019

 

𝙍𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙗𝙤𝙮𝙨 𝙨𝙞𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩.

 

Gossip always goes around at Falcon Elite Prep.
Everyone knows Nate Wilson, the most popular football quarterback and every girl’s crush.
But there’s more behind those drop-dead gorgeous eyes and that killer smile …
He’s a notorious heartbreaker …
And he’s got his eyes set on me.
The twisted games he plays are cruel and dangerous.
He teases and tempts me … just to ruin me.
Because I know the one thing he doesn’t want anyone to know.
A big, dirty secret …
And there’s nothing bad boys won’t do to keep a secret buried.

 

Nate stands near the edge of the bathroom, facing the window, head down between his shoulders, hands firmly planted on the windowsill, fingers sprawled but crooked, as if he’s trying to crack his nails against the stone. A picture I could paint in a heartbeat.

“I know you’re there,” he says, his voice gravelly, painful. As though he’s wounded and ready to lash out.

I should run and hide. Take my pride and stride while I still own it. He could strip me bare of everything I am and throw me to the masses to be ridiculed. He’s Falcon Elite’s star athlete; a guy with a promise of a bright future. A person with so much baggage you don’t dare touch them.

But I do.

My hand has already reached for him and grazed his shoulder.

He immediately turns around.

I take a few steps back.

“Are you stalking me now?” he growls, snorting. “Pathetic.”

He breathes, walks, and talks like a monster. A man obsessed with one thing and one thing only. Me.

“I’m not. You started it,” I reply, still stepping back until I’m backed into a corner of the toilets with no escape. He’s already blocked the door with his huge frame. The only way out is by passing him. Shit.

He leans in and traps me between him and the wall. “Why did you follow me?”

My heart beats in my throat and I swallow away the lump in my throat.

“I … wanted to know.”

“What? How a guy like me can stoop to that level? Why I even try? If I’ll give up?” He looks into my eyes like he’s trying to search for the truth but I don’t have it for him.

“Tell me,” he says.

“Why you said you thought my painting was beautiful.” It sputters out of my mouth before I realize it.

I don’t mean to be so forthcoming, but when he looks at me like that with those penetrating eyes it just happens. And something about the way he clenches his jaw and then bites his lip undoes me.

“Because it’s the truth,” he says with such a serious face that I find it hard not to believe him.

He snorts. “But you’ll obviously think that’s a lie.”

“No,” I respond.

His eyes narrow. He brings one hand to his face and rubs his jaw. “Liar.”

The silence is overpowering. Seconds feel like minutes as his breath slows, but I can feel every one of them prickling on my skin.

“Is this really all about the pictures?” I ask.

He cocks his head, and leans in even further until his breath is against the side of my cheek and my whole body is covered in goose bumps. “That’s for me to know and for you to find out.”

A gasp escapes my mouth when his lips briefly brush past my ear.

“Tell me … are you scared of me?” he whispers.

I want to answer, but my throat feels numb and my head dizzy.

When our eyes connect, the tension is like lightning electrifying me from the inside out. This can’t be happening, it can’t be that … I can’t want this.

A devious, sexy smirk appears on his face. “Thought so.”

Then he turns around and walks out, leaving me out of breath … and with my heart lost to a boy I shouldn’t ever crave.
Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author of Dark Romance and Contemporary Romance novels. She is an avid reader and writer of swoony stories about dangerous men and feisty women. Her other loves include her hilarious husband, her two crazy but cute dogs, and her ninja cat that sometimes thinks he’s a dog too. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, playing video games, reading tons of books, and cooking her favorite meals.
 
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New Release/Excerpt

Title: Played
Series: Dare to Risk
Author: Danielle Pays
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Suspense
Release Date: September 18, 2019
Cover Design: Maria @ Steamy Designs

 

Someone knows Jake’s secret.

 

If he doesn’t pay up, everyone will.
But no way he’s playing their game…
…until his blackmailer threatens Tara.
Tara fought her way back from scandal once to build a successful career. With her own morning TV show, her life now is almost perfect.
Hiding out in a small cabin with Tara was not part of Jake’s plan, but the latest threat includes her, and it’s the only way he can protect her.
Tara’s not having any of it. From her view, Jake is arrogant, infuriating, and does nothing but argue with her. If he would only stay out of her fantasies.
When sparks fly, with the blackmailer closing in, Jake’s not sure who’ll take him down first–the blackmailer or Tara.
There’s a good chance both their lives may go up in flames….

 

 

Her eyes grew large as her gaze went from his hand to his chest and then down to his jeans. Her gaze paused at his jeans.
“My eyes are up here, sweetheart,” he said with a full-on grin now. Oh, he liked this.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I just got lost in thought—”
“I bet you did.” He leaned against the counter, purposely flexing his muscles. After spending most days in the gym, he knew he looked good. Most of the time he didn’t care so much what a woman thought about it, but for whatever reason, he cared what this one thought. He leaned in so close he could feel the heat coming off her skin.
She kept staring.
“See something you like?” The gravel in his voice surprised him.
Tara locked eyes with him. “What?”
He watched as she realized what he’d said. She pushed past him and moved toward the elevator, then stopped and turned around.
“Katie mentioned Ryan had a brother. She forgot to mention he was an arrogant asshole.”
“Hey, I wasn’t the one staring,”

Danielle Pays writes steamy romance novels with a touch of suspense. When not trying to write her characters into some kind of trouble, she can be found guzzling coffee at her kids’ soccer games. Black coffee is a requirement as she lives in the Pacific Northwest.

 

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