The Aussie Next Door by Stefanie London
Release Date: August 27, 2019
The Aussie Next Door, an all-new standalone romantic comedy by USA Today Bestselling author Stefanie London.
American Angie Donovan has never wanted much. When you grow up getting bounced from foster home to foster home, you learn not to become attached to anything, anyone, or any place. But it only took her two days to fall in love with Australia. With her visa clock ticking, surely she can fall in love with an Australian—and get hitched—in two months. Especially if he’s as hot and funny as her next-door neighbor…
Jace Walters has never wanted much––except a bathroom he didn’t have to share. The last cookie all to himself. And solitude. But when you grow up in a family of seven, you can kiss those things goodbye. He’s finally living alone and working on his syndicated comic strip in privacy. Sure, his American neighbor is distractingly sexy and annoyingly nosy, but she’ll be gone in a few months...
Except now she’s determined to find her perfect match by checking out every eligible male in the town, and her choices are even more distracting. So why does it suddenly feel like he—and his obnoxious tight-knit family, and even these two wayward dogs—could be exactly what she needs?
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Judging by the way Angie was talking to Elijah, smiling sweetly and toying with the end of her ponytail, she was definitely “vibing,” as Chloe put it. An ugly, foreign feeling surged up inside Jace that made him feel the exact same way as when he’d watched his brother flirting with her.
Turn around and walk away. It’s none of your damn business.
But before Jace fully thought through the consequences of his actions, he was crossing the road with Truffle leading the way. As soon as the little white dog caught sight of Angie, his tail started going a million miles a minute.
Stop. You’re not going to get involved. Don’t be a hypocrite. Other people in this town meddle and you hate it.
It was true. He came from a family of meddlers, and it drove him nuts. But maybe there was some meddling-specific chromosome that had been passed on from his parents without his knowledge, remaining dormant all this time and waiting for the right moment to strike.
“Jace.” Angie looked at him with wide eyes, almost like she was a kid with her hand stuck in the cookie jar.
“I was taking Truffle for a walk.” He raked a hand through his hair like he was totally relaxed and going about his day. The truth was, he had no bloody idea what he was doing. “How was yoga?”
“Awesome.” For some reason, Angie’s voice seemed an octave or two higher than normal. “Super great, actually. Excellent.”
Hmm. Three ways of saying the same thing. She did that whenever she was nervous.
“Are you into yoga?” Jace asked Elijah.
“Yeah, man. With all the firewood I have to chop for the pizza oven, my back gets real tight.”
Jace resisted the urge to roll his eyes. How did he manage to say shit like that without coming off like a total douchecanoe?
“But I could always use some tutoring.” Elijah shot Angie a flirty look, and her cheeks turned the prettiest shade of pink. “Any opportunity to expand my skills.”
“I’m sure Chloe could help with that,” Jace said stiffly.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Truffle sniffing around Elijah’s leg. He’d done the same thing to the coffee table earlier that morning—inspecting his target. Jace really should put a stop to it…
“I wasn’t talking about Chloe,” Elijah said, his eyes still trained on Angie.
Angie laughed and gingerly stuck her hand in the air. “I volunteer as tribute.”
Jace forgot the dog and stared at her hard. Was this one of those gray-area things he’d never understand, or did Angie really like this guy? He had no freaking clue.
Just then, Truffle jumped up on his hind legs, hooking his front paws around Elijah’s calf. His hips started to hinge back and forth, and Elijah glanced down, a what the hell do I do now expression on his face as he and Angie looked down at Sir Hump-a-Lot.
“What the hell?” Elijah stumbled back, and Truffle dropped down to the ground, looking mightily miffed that his sexy times were interrupted.
“Truffle!” Angie snort-laughed. “So inappropriate.”
“It’s a dominance thing,” Jace said to Elijah. “He tends to do that whenever he thinks he can overpower someone.”
Angie shot Jace a raised brow, but she squatted to give the dog a scratch behind the ears before he could figure out exactly what she was thinking. Was the comment too much? He’d blurted it out without thinking, and Elijah seemed off his game now.
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Originally from Melbourne, Australia Stefanie now lives in Toronto, Canada with her wonderful husband. She loves to read, collect lipsticks, watch zombie movies, and drink coffee.
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Series: Bases Series Book Four
Author: Hazel Grace
Genre: Sports Romance/Contemporary
Release Date: August 30, 2019
Experienced that tingling feeling of hope off my fingertips, one that begged me to hold on for dear life, only for it to melt away.
Some people get a second chance.
I got the second slap to the face by a vengeful past that always seems to sweep in and destroys us.
I can’t compete with this one.
Nor can I fend off the loss that swallows me whole.
He learns my truth, the very one that was supposed to set us free from the decade-old angst we had for each other.
But then I learned his.
And with that new little piece of reality, karma dealt us a hand that once again triggered the act of our demise.
One I wasn't ready to play.
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Brock Blackthorne is the keeper of the family brand and he takes that role seriously. His job is to protect the Blackthorne image, to keep the company’s reputation as clean as possible, and ensure that skeletons stay well-hidden at the family compound in King Harbor, Maine. So when an ambitious and inquisitive biographer is tasked to pen an “authorized” profile of the Blackthornes, Brock is forced to personally guide the beautiful writer far away from any family landmines. But the more time he spends sharing the history and heart of his unusual clan, the more he realizes how much he wants this captivating woman in his arms…and in his life. The daughter of renowned investigative reporters, Jenna Gillespie has a lot to prove when she takes on the task of writing the first in-depth biography of one of America’s wealthiest families. Raised to question every source and burned by the last one she trusted, Jenna seethes with resentment toward the maddeningly sexy Brock Blackthorne. Not only does he detour her every time she attempts to discover the real story about the family’s multi-million dollar whisky making recipe, he also has her feeling things that threaten the walls she’s built to protect a few secrets of her own. As Jenna gets closer to what she believes is a shocking truth, she has to trust the one person whose job it is to see her fail. And if Brock allows her into the inner-workings of the business and family, he has to believe she won’t betray him. There is much more than pride at stake when these two give up the control they cherish…there is a chance for a lifetime of love.
Meet the Blackthorne men, each one as hot, fast, and smooth as the whisky that built the family fortune, and yachts and race cars that bear their name. From proud Scottish stock, Blackthornes never lose. But, one by one, the seven sexy men in this family are about to risk everything when they fall for strong and beautiful women who test their mettle in life…and love.Don’t miss these sexy, heartwarming, emotion-filled books by seven bestselling authors: Barbara Freethy, Julia London, Lynn Raye Harris, Cristin Harber, Roxanne St. Claire, Christie Ridgway and Samantha Chase.Check out every book in the series! Click here → http://bit.ly/
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Release Date: September 12, 2019
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The first time I saw him, he entranced me and offered to help me forget my broken engagement.The second time was on a blind date with no last names and undeniable passion.
The third time, I was eight months pregnant with his baby he knew nothing about. This time he’s not letting me walk away so easily.
Not thinking about it, just acting on instinct, I leaned forward and kissed her warm skin. She gasped, but I didn’t pull back. Especially when she didn’t protest, she smelled so good, like coconuts and sunshine.
“Hey, baby,” I said right against her skin. “It’s Daddy. I hope everything is going well in there. I know it’s getting tight, but soon you’ll be able to roll around in all the space you want.”
I peeked up at Carina to find her eyes glazed over again, and her lip firmly clasped under her teeth.
Another kick brought my attention back to her stomach. “That’s a hell of a kick. Are you going to be a soccer player? Or maybe that’s your arm, and you’ll play baseball just like Daddy.” Another kick and I was so excited; I just got lost in the moment. The next thing I knew, Carina was laughing—her whole body shaking—as I started doing baby-talk. “Who’s gonna be the best baseball player ever? You will. Yeah. You will. You’re gonna kick all their asses. Yes, you will.”
“Ian,” Carina reprimanded around her laughs. “Stop swearing at the baby.”
I smiled up at her, and I could have stayed there forever, but I didn’t want to press my luck. Pressing my lips one last time to her skin, I stayed close and whispered, “I love you.” Because I did. So much I ached in every bone in my body for this baby I hadn’t even met yet. But I knew I’d die loving he or she more than anything I’d ever loved.
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Fiona Cole is a military wife and a stay at home mom with a degree in Biology and Chemistry. As much as she loved science she decided to postpone her career to stay at home with her two little girls and immersed herself in the world of books until finally deciding to write her own. Where You Can Find Me is Fiona's debut novel and will hopefully be the first of many.
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HEADSTRONG LIKE US (Like Us #6) by Krista & Becca Ritchie
Release Date: November 19th
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Blurb:You’re cordially invited to the wedding of Maximoff Hale & Farrow Keene, and according to Celebrity Crush—the ceremony for this American prince and his tattooed bodyguard is going to be the event of the century.
There will be no wedding crashers.
Including but not limited to: hateful people, rabid fans, nosy paparazzi, and other so-called media.
There will be no drama.
None whatsoever. Because when you put three famous families and their hot bodyguards together, nothing will go down.
There will be no fighting.
No brawls, fists flying, verbal slingshots, or rifts that tear into craters. Lovers only!
Everything will be perfect.
Nothing will go amiss during the happiest, most anticipated occasion of the year. But then again…
They don't call it the Hale Curse for nothing.
The Like Us series is a true series, one continuous timeline, that follows a family of wealthy celebrities and the people that protect them.
The Like Us Series Reading Order:
Damaged Like Us (Maximoff & Farrow)
Lovers Like Us (Maximoff & Farrow)
Alphas Like Us (Maximoff & Farrow)
Tangled Like Us (Jane & Thatcher)
Sinful Like Us (Jane & Thatcher)
Headstrong Like Us (Maximoff & Farrow)
Book 7 (Oscar & Jack)
Book 8 (Akara & Sulli)
About the Authors:Krista & Becca Ritchie are New York Times and USA Today bestselling authors and identical twins—one a science nerd, the other a comic book geek—but with their shared passion for writing, they combined their mental powers as kids and have never stopped telling stories. Now in their twenties, they write about other twenty-somethings navigating through life, college, and romance. They love superheroes, flawed characters, and soul mate love.
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He’s a football god.
She’s the daughter of a Texas senator.
Their chemistry is like oil and water.
My name is Ryker James. I hate when people tell me what to do. I’m cocky, ornery, and I take things when I want them. Caring isn’t in my vocabulary unless it’s related to football or my family, and I just lost my entire family in a blink of an eye. Now all I have is football.
The problem is the misery, the drinking, and the parties have more appeal to me. But Lakemont University wants that championship. Fans want to see wins on the scoreboard, and my teammates salivate to crush our opponents every game. The only pass I might be throwing is at the auburn-haired girl who waltzes into my life. She’s fire. I’m ice. A combination that doesn’t work. So let the games begin.
My name is Haven Hale, and I’d been tucked away in a boarding school most of my life. Now I’m a big-time college girl, and all I see is freedom in front of me. But first, I have to agree to my father’s demands—no media attention and no sororities. If I can follow those two edicts, then college life should be a breeze.
Until one close encounter with Ryker James, and Father Dearest has changed the game. Stay away from the big, bad quarterback, or face my father’s wrath. There’s only one problem. I can’t help who I’m attracted to, and Ryker James is a magnet, built to attract any female, constructed to make any girl’s heart sputter, and my heart is beating off the charts. But it’s time to choose between the devil I know and the one I don’t.
The doorbell kept ringing as though someone were holding the buzzer down. I was going to kill that person unless it was Coach Chapman. He would turn his hammer on me.
I chuckled out loud. Coach Chapman reminded me of Thor. At least his fists did when he rammed them down hard on a table, trying to elicit my attention or the team’s.
“I need you to leave.” My boner was completely gone now. I walked out of my room without another glance at Blondie.
I navigated the stairs, not in the mood to deal with whoever was standing on my porch. I knew one thing was certain—it couldn’t be the cops. I didn’t have any other close family members who could be dead. However, my aunt Kari was due in from England for the funeral. She’d been calling me nonstop to give me updates about her arrival, which wasn’t for… Hell, I didn’t even know. I’d lost track of days.
As I descended the last step and walked into the foyer, my blood gelled as I scrambled to think whether I’d missed football practice. Maybe that was the reason Lucas wasn’t around. I discarded that thought. For sure, Lucas would’ve dragged my ass out of bed early that morning.
I opened the door swiftly, and a red-haired pixie fell backward onto my bare feet. She was definitely not my aunt Kari.
Red scrambled to stand then swiped her hands down her jean shorts. At the same time, I was blatantly allowing my gaze to roam up and down her petite frame. Her tits were round and perfect. Her tanned legs were toned. Her lips were plump. Mmm. I liked plump lips. But she had no meat on her body.
“May I help you?” I asked. Maybe I can help you get your lips around my dick. At that thought, he jerked in my sweats.
She brushed her fingers through her hair, her eyes going straight to my crotch. “You can start by not sizing me up like I’m your breakfast.”
Tell me not to do something, and I’ll do it.
So once again, my gaze took a road trip over her body, slow and sure. “I haven’t eaten yet. Are you hungry?” I waggled my eyebrows, hoping she would get my underlying meaning.
She pushed past me and stomped into my house like she owned it. “We need to talk.”
The air around her filtered into my nose—lilacs. As if her scent was all I needed, bits and pieces of the night before registered in my murky brain.
“Talk or fuck? Because you were checking me out too,” I said, not that my erection wasn’t evident.
She gave me a cheeky smile. “I don’t do one-night stands.”
I grinned. “It’s daylight. How about a one-day stand?”
The sun poured in through the open door and the windows in the living room and dining room on either side of us as we stood in the foyer.
She shoved her middle finger in the air. “How many fingers do I have up?”
I closed the door and stalked toward her until she was pinned up against the banister. “Be careful, dollface. That gesture means something completely different to me.”
She rolled her green eyes as her chest rose and fell. “You’re an ass. And I’m not dollface.”
I lowered my head until our lips were a half-inch apart. “What would you like to be called, then?”
“Ew, your breath is disgusting.” She flattened her small hands against my bare chest and froze, staring at my pecs.
Not caring about my morning breath, I inhaled her lilac scent, which was doing crazy things to my body.
She worried her bottom lip. “Um. Can you step away?”
“Are you sure you want me to?” Because I want to fuck your brains out.
I didn’t know what in the hot Texas sun was happening. More memories of her on my lap bombarded me. This chick had some kind of juju that jumped off her and into me.
She finally ducked under my arm. “I need you to focus.” She wound her way down the hall and into the kitchen as though she owned the house. “You need a maid and a monstrous fan to blow out the stench in here.”
The only aroma I had in my nostrils was her.
I followed her as a door upstairs opened and closed. “I need a blow job.”
She snorted. “Ask one of the many women you sleep with.”
I didn’t recall her being so feisty when she was sitting on me. But I wasn’t complaining. I dug strong women. I also loved a challenge, and Red was throwing out challenge after challenge.
I'm Susan Alexander, and you'll find my books under S.B. Alexander. A little about me. I've been writing since 2012 and started with writing all about vampires. After the second vampire book, I began to branch out in New Adult Romance. I love to read mostly all genres, and I'm always game to try something new. So I tested my hand at writing romantic suspense and just loved it. So you'll find I write in several different sub-genres of romance.
In between writing, I spend time with my soul mate of 20 years who got a bad deal in life. Three years ago he was diagnosed with ALS. It's a horrible disease, but we both have been making the best of life, laughing, smiling, and doing what we can together.
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Wild Card (Advantage Play - Book 1)
Release Date: September 23, 2019
Cover Design: Sly Fox
Rule #1: Keep your head down and your eyes up. It makes you invisible. But not stupid.Ace, a young cardshark, has worked her entire life to achieve one goal. Bring Burlone Allegretti to his knees. As the the head of a mafia family who dabbles in human trafficking, he’s far from innocent, and Ace can't wait to exact her revenge.
As her plan is set in motion, the alluring head of a rival family, Kingston Romano, approaches her with a proposition. One that she’s desperate enough to accept. Soon, she finds herself in the crosshairs of a war she isn’t prepared to fight. With a target on her back, and intimate feelings she refuses to acknowledge, she'll have to decide if she's all in, or if she'll be taken for all she's worth.
“Let’s play a game, Ace. After all, you’re good at games, aren’t you.” It’s not a question. “I mean, that is what got you here in the first place, isn’t it?”
Our gazes are still locked together as I search for a proper response. Part of me wonders what would happen if I refused, but the other part is dying from curiosity.
He must see the moment I decide I’m willing to play, because his wicked mouth tugs into a knowing grin. The mysterious man in front of me has piqued my curiosity. He’s like a puzzle I’m dying to put together, and his smile is just the tip of the iceberg.
“Perfect,” he mutters under his breath before saying more loudly, “You seem as curious about me as I am about you, so let’s make it interesting. You can ask me anything, and I promise to answer. The trick is, I’m allowed to lie if I choose to do so.”
With a question on the tip of my tongue, my brows pinch together, and he calls me out on it. “What’s your question, Ace?”
I don’t like how easily he can read me, but I ask it anyway. “What’s the point in playing a game where you don’t need to tell the truth?”
The sound of his masculine laugh has a weird way of making my heart pick up a notch and I push away the butterflies that swarm my insides when I realize I might like the sound.
Focus, Ace! I yell at myself.
Inching closer, he answers, “What’s the point of poker without a solid bluff? And you didn’t let me finish. The object of the game is to see how well you can read me. If you call me out for lying, then I have another chance to tell you the truth. But,” —he lifts his finger— “if you accuse me of lying when I’m telling the truth, then you aren’t allowed to ask me any more questions. Understand?”
“Perfect. We each get to take turns asking each other questions until we both lose, or I decide I’m done playing.”
Sensing my agitation, he gently lifts my chin with his forefinger, making me look up at him. “My game. My rules, sweetheart.”
My teeth dig into my lower lip as I watch him get distracted by the throbbing bruise on my cheekbone. Clenching his jaw, he softly drags his fingers down my sensitive skin making my eyelids flutter for a split second. “Does it hurt?”
“Is that your question?” I bite out.
With a smoldering look, he volleys, “I suppose it is.”
His mesmerizing green eyes flare with amusement before shifting back to my swollen cheek. “Lie,” he murmurs. “Give me the truth.”
“Why would you ask a question when you already know the answer? Of course it hurts. I just got backhanded by a damn gorilla. What’s your name?”
Searching his face, I mutter, “Truth.” Calling it like it is.
He nods his approval before taking his turn. “How long have you been counting cards?”
“And recreationally,” he clarifies.
I grit my teeth. “As soon as I could afford a fake I.D.”
“Six years. Why did you bring me down here? This isn’t exactly normal behavior for a casino.” I leave out even for one run by the mob.
He drops his hand from my face to his side but doesn’t step back. “Maybe this is normal casino behavior for The Charlette.”
“Lie.” My voice is absolute, brooking no argument.
Kingston grins before adding, “I’ve been looking for someone to help me with something, and you fit the bill.”
“And what bill is that?”
Tapping his tongue against the roof of his mouth, he tsks me. “Uh-uh, sweetheart. My turn. How often do you count at other casinos?”
“That’s not an answer.”
“Depends on how badly I need money.”
He tilts his head as he inspects me, making me feel like I’m beneath a microscope with its intensity. “Half-lie. You like counting. You might play more often when you’re needing a little extra cash, but there’s more to it than that. You like taking the power from the casino who swindles innocent gamblers on a daily basis, am I right?”
“Not your turn, sweetheart,” I mimic his condescending tone from moments before.
With a laugh, he lifts his hand to silently offer me the floor. “My apologies.”
I circle back to my question from a second ago. “What makes me a good candidate for whatever you’re needing?”
Scrutinizing me, he answers, “You’re a pretty little advantage player, did you know that?”
What the hell? First, he used the term advantage player, which refers to a person who uses legal methods to gain an advantage while gambling, such as counting cards, but it can also be attributed to poker. No one knows I play poker. No one.
And second, he called me pretty. The word does weird things to my insides, making them turn to Jell-O in the blink of an eye. Subtly, I shake my head once in an attempt to focus and zero in on his face. His mouth. His eyes. His chiseled jaw. I’m looking for a twitch. An itch. A flicker of something that tells me he’s lying.
“That’s a non-answer,” I accuse.
He furrows his brows. “Excuse me?”
“It isn’t exactly a lie, but it isn’t really the answer to my question. You’re not playing by the rules, Kingston.”
Throwing his head back, he laughs. Hard. Apparently, Kingston must find me pretty amusing because for a guy so cold, he does that a lot around me. “I like playing this game with you. Fine. I’m needing someone to be a set of eyes and ears for me. Someone who can go where I can’t. Someone who can fly under the radar.” He motions to me with his hand. “You fit the bill. Why do you like sticking it to the casinos so much?”
An image of my mom flashes before my eyes. “I won’t answer that. Pick another question.”
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Dark King (Advantage Play - Book 2)
Release Date: October 7, 2019
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Kelsie is a sucker for a love story with all the feels and enjoys a solid chick flick, too. When she's not chasing words for her next book, you will probably find her reading or, more likely, playing with her three small children who love to drive her crazy. She adores chocolate, photography, and baking. And now that she's actively pursuing her writing dreams, she's set her sights on someday finding the self-discipline to not eat an entire batch of cookies in one sitting.
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Series: Love Triangle Duet #1
Author: Lisa Suzanne
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 29, 2019
All I wanted was a second chance.
Now I’m torn between the pro football player and the rock star, the one I always wanted and the one I was too blind to notice, my high school sweetheart and my best friend.
Is it possible to be in love with two different men at the same time?
The answer is yes, and I don’t know how to choose one without hurting the other... and myself. I need to figure out which man belongs in my future and which is better left in the past.
Will the football player grab the top spot in my heart, or will the rock star make his own interception?
Releasing September 12, 2019
Lisa Suzanne is a romance author who resides in Arizona with her husband and two kids. She’s a former high school English teacher and college composition instructor. When she's not chasing her toddler or cuddling her newborn, she can be found working on her latest book or watching reruns of Friends.
Title: Rock Radio: A Novel
Author: Lisa Wainland
Genre: Women's Fiction/Chick Lit/Romance Suspense
Release Date: May 21, 2019
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After a painful breakup, lone WORR female disc jockey Dana fights to pull herself together while wondering if she’ll ever find true love. When she meets Cody, the hot lead singer of an up-and-coming band, the passion between them is electric. But Cody’s long-buried secrets could get in the way of them finding a lasting rhythm.
Drive-time deejay Jonny Rock had never been serious with any of his conquests, until now. Nineteen-year-old intern Heather is insatiable in and out of bed...and he can’t get enough. It’s a perfect set up until their relationship threatens to end his career—and his marriage.
Three lives collide in an explosive story of desire, betrayal, and music.
But they are not alone.
Dana is being watched, stalked by a listener who plans to make her his…by whatever means necessary.
“A fast-paced and fun throwback to the heyday of the radio era.”—Kirkus Reviews
“It had me hanging on until the very last page.”—Readers Favorite
Bestselling author Lisa Wainland has spent more than two decades in the world of radio. When she’s not writing, Lisa is a successful voiceover artist who works with some of the biggest names in radio and television. Rock Radio is an Amazon bestseller and Readers’ Favorite Award winner.
Title: Don't Stop Me
Series: The Simplicit Duet #2
Author: Marie Skye
Genre: Contemporary Reverse Harem Romance
Cover Design: Dark Water Covers
Release Date: September 10, 2019
That's what we were. Never spoken, and it worked, until things got complicated.
What exactly do you do when your husband of one year shares you with his best friend, whom you happen to be in love with?
The night, we all joined was also the night my entire life was ruined.
They're both dangerous, and they're both liars. Now when I look at them, they've become two men that can destroy my entire life and shatter everything I've ever known.
One was endearing.
The other a monster.
They made me choose between them. All, over a lie.
I was a good girl. I was a good wife.
Until I wasn't.
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Marie Skye is your average career driven woman by day, and a hidden lover of all things dirty by night. Or, as she likes to say, professional by day; author whore by night.
Army brat, and now just a brat. She currently resides in Austin, TX where there really is a difference between breakfast burritos, and breakfast tacos, but she really doesn't know what the difference is.
If it's dark, and full of inappropriate material. She's attracted to it. She prefers making her character's work for their happy ever after, if they get one, and she has no problem making sure they endure every obstacle to try to get there. She's known as not having a filter, and if she's asked for an opinion, be prepared to get a response that's most likely a mixture of sarcasm and bluntness.
She also has a soft side, and volunteers her time to support Elephants, as well as not attending any events that has elephants in their acts. She also loves sloths, and cute kittens, and prides herself on being able to quote the entire series of Friends.
Marie is the type of person that can be friends with anyone, but if you have cake, you're pretty much her best friend.