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Title: All the Bright Lights
Author: Melissa Toppen
Genre: Enemies to Lovers Hollywood Romance
Release Date: August 19, 2022
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Treyton Tyler.
Professional baseball player turned Hollywood actor.
A conceited, self-absorbed, womanizer who thinks no one is immune to his charm.
I deal with men like him every day.
Men who think the world bends to their will.
Men who think they can have anything or anyone they want.
I’ve learned to overlook it.
As a high-end real estate agent in Los Angeles County, you kind of have to.
So, when Treyton interrupts one of my showings like he already owns the property, I barely even bat an eye. That is, until he makes an offer. A very generous offer. One that would nearly double the commission I’m set to make.
But there’s a catch…
The offer is only good if I agree to go on a date with him.
I know it’s a bad idea.
Because when you’re dealing with a man like Treyton Tyler, there’s always more to the story.
And once he has me in his grasp, he has no intention of walking away until he gets exactly what he wants…
Me.
Melissa Toppen is a USA Today Bestselling Author who specializes in New Adult and Contemporary Romance. She is a lover of books and enjoys nothing more than losing herself in a good novel. She has a soft spot for Romance and focuses her writing in that direction; writing what she loves to read.
Melissa resides in Cincinnati Ohio with her husband and two children, where she writes full time.
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Series: Cape Cove Series #1
Author: Harper Monroe
Genre: High School Bully Romance
Release Date: September 23, 2022
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He bullied me.
He loved me.
He destroyed me.
I thought the worst day of my life would be when my parents told me that we were losing everything and moving to Cape Cove. I would be starting a new life, one without luxury. I would be starting my senior year not knowing anyone, instead of with friends I knew my entire life.
I was wrong.
The worst day came when I met Axel Hartly and he chose me to be his new game.
To survive Cape Cove I needed to be strong and fight.
That’s what I did.
I had to play his game. I thought I could play harder and win.
I was wrong.
I knew the only way to succeed would be to keep my heart locked away. I underestimated Axel and how easily he could draw me in as a moth to his flame.
He was going to burn me alive.
         
Harper Monroe is a new Indie Author with Rebel’s Love being her first published novel. She will be writing in the genres of bully romance and enemies to lovers.
She resides in the Midwest with her husband and kids. After a long day at work, Harper likes to watch Netflix or read a book when she can. Her and her son are obsessed with Stranger Things.
Her guilty pleasure is watching teen drama shows while eating sour candy and drinking a Pepsi.
       
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Title: Moody
Author: Penelope Ward
Genre: Standalone Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 22, 2022
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From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Ward, comes a new standalone novel.
The day I showed up to Dax Moody’s sprawling home, I had no idea what was coming.
As a traveling massage therapist, I was used to entering the houses of strangers.
But this assignment was different from any before it.
From the outside, I’d correctly assumed the owner was rich. What I didn’t realize was that he would be younger than I’d imagined, single, stunningly gorgeous, and mysterious.
Despite the fact that Dax had booked a massage, it never actually happened, since our first appointment was unexpectedly cut short by a comedy of errors.
Certain I’d never see him again after that day, I’d done nothing but think about the captivating man.
To my surprise, he called a second time. That appointment, we talked a lot, developing a stronger connection. But once again, there was no actual massage.
The man I now affectionately called “Moody†kept calling me to come back.
It took three times before I finally gave him the massage he’d ordered. Let’s just say it was challenging to keep things professional. I was extremely attracted to Dax, and by that time, I was falling hard.
Eventually, I’d find out why he’d been so aloof, the reason why he and I could never be together.
Our story was supposed to end there, but it didn’t.
Instead, I was left perpetually longing for a forbidden man.
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“What do you do exactly?â€
“I…stand beside you and rub my hands into your skin and work to get some of the knots out of your muscles.â€
He shook his head. “No. I meant, what do you do? Is this your full-time gig?â€
Is that an insult? “Yes. I went to school for massage after college, and I make a good living. Being a massage therapist is not something you do on the side. It’s a great, fulfilling career in and of itself,†I said defensively.
“I didn’t mean to imply it wasn’t.†He fidgeted with his watch, which looked like it cost more than my car.
I blew out a breath. “I do have other aspirations, but this pays the bills and allows me to put some money away, too. I’m currently saving for a trip to Europe.â€
“I see.†He stared out the window, almost looking as though he wanted to escape.
What’s with this guy? “Look...I can leave if you’re not comfortable.â€
“No.†He walked over to a cabinet and took out a bottle of some kind of liquor. “I just need something to take the edge off.†He poured himself a glass of amber-colored liquid.
I stared at his big, masculine hands. “Well, this is a first.â€
“A first what?†he asked.
“The first time a client has ever had to relax before a relaxing massage.†When I laughed, I accidentally snorted.
His eyes narrowed. “What the hell was that?â€
“Sorry. I didn’t mean to snort. That happens sometimes when I’m nervous. It just comes out.â€
“Why are you nervous?â€
“Maybe your attitude is rubbing off on me.â€
He chugged the alcohol and slammed the glass down. “I’m sorry. I don’t know how to relax. It’s my nature. Even when I’m supposed to be freaking relaxing...the thought of relaxing stresses me out.â€
I nodded. “That’s actually a real thing. It’s called relaxation-induced anxiety.â€
He chuckled. “Thanks for the diagnosis.â€
“I used to be like you. I’d get panic attacks from the quiet when I tried to meditate.â€
He licked the side of his mouth. “I suppose that defeats the purpose.â€
“Exactly. And sitting still, like in the hair salon or dentist’s chair, used to make me panicky when I was younger.â€
“Younger? You’re pretty young. How long have you been doing this massage thing?†he asked.
“A couple of years.â€
“What made you get into it?â€
“I wanted to make people feel good. And it doesn’t bore me. I never have to be in one place.â€
“Does it pay well? How much of the fee do you get to keep?â€
My eyes narrowed. “You ask a lot of questions.â€
“Well, maybe I need to get comfortable with you before I let you put your hands all over me.â€
For some reason that comment rubbed me the wrong way. Let me put my hands on him? As if it was a privilege? (As if he could read my mind and sense my attraction? Ugh.)
I raised my voice. “I thought you told the company someone recommended me. Why are you so apprehensive?â€
“Okay.†He sighed, scrubbing his hand over his face. “Let’s get this over with. What do I do?â€
Jesus. He’s wound tight. “Take off your shirt and lie down on the table. You can leave your pants on or take them off.â€
He let out a guttural laugh. “Take my pants off?â€
“Yes. That’s actually customary. But it’s always the client’s choice. I can leave the room, if you wish, while you undress. There’s a towel to cover yourself. But you can totally leave your pants on, too.â€
“I will be leaving my pants on, thanks.â€
“Okay. Just make sure you take the stick out of your ass one way or the other.â€
He glared at me but finally cracked a slight smile. I’d take it.
I laughed. “In all seriousness, just breathe. That’s all you need to worry about.†I took a deep breath in, willing myself to take my own advice.
Dax slowly pulled his shirt over his head, once again granting me a view of his rippled muscles. There wasn’t an inch of anything soft on his body. I turned away suddenly when I caught my eyes lingering a little too long.
He then lay down stomach-first on the table and within seconds, I heard the pitter-patter of paws and the clanking of a metal collar coming from down the hall.
A large English sheepdog pushed through the door and entered the room, barking profusely at the sight of me. Then he jumped up on the table and landed on Dax’s back.
“Damn it, Winston!†Dax yelled.
I didn’t even know a dog that big could jump so high. The dog shot me the evil eye. This house is just full of welcoming people.
“Hello,†I said awkwardly.
He growled. It seemed Doggy was just as extra as his owner.
“Get off me, you fluffernutter!†Dax groaned.
The dog kept growling at me while I covered my mouth to keep from laughing. “Why is he so angry?†I asked, trying to stifle my amusement.
“He’s protective to a fault. He was napping upstairs when you arrived. I hoped he’d stay sleeping. I hadn’t planned on him coming down, although I should’ve.â€
Dax sat up and somehow got the beast of a dog off him. He hopped down off the table. “I’ll be right back,†he said, guiding Winston out of the room and down the hall. The sound of the collar disappeared into the distance.
Left alone for a moment, I exhaled and wandered over to a shelf that displayed various things, including a large, white seashell that seemed completely out of place, given the room’s otherwise masculine vibe. It was beautiful. Remembering what my mother had told me when I was little, I lifted the shell and placed it against my ear in an attempt to hear “the ocean.†Met with the ambient noise that resonated from within, I closed my eyes and smiled.
“Please don’t touch that,†Dax called from behind me.
Shaken by his abrupt tone, I jerked, and the shell slipped from my fingers and crashed to the ground.
He let out a jarring shriek.
My hands shook. “I’m so sorry... I...†I bent to clean up the pieces, but he bolted to stop me.
“Don’t touch anything!†His tone was grating.
“Why? It’s my fault,†I insisted.
“Please just get up,†he commanded in an even harsher tone.
Burning with embarrassment, I stared down at the mess. That’s when I realized something had fallen out of the shell.
AUTHOR BIO
Penelope Ward is a New York Times, USA Today and #1 Wall Street Journal bestselling author of contemporary romance.
She grew up in Boston with five older brothers and spent most of her twenties as a television news anchor. Penelope resides in Rhode Island with her husband, son, and beautiful daughter with autism.
With over two million books sold, she is a 21-time New York Times bestseller and the author of over thirty books. Her novels have been translated into over a dozen languages and can be found in bookstores around the world.
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Wicked Deception
-- EXCERPT: Trujillo, Puerto Jardin After finishing his sandwich, Kyle quietly sipped his coffee and waited. There was no guarantee she’d be here today. Just because he’d seen her on a Thursday didn’t mean anything. The nuns probably came to the open-air market multiple times a week. Maybe they had a rotation and there was no telling which day would be assigned to her. Maybe she rarely drew market duty. Maybe, but Kyle was here anyway. He shouldn’t be doing this. Not only because his captain would be irate, but because he was attracted to her. Very attracted. Nothing would come of it. He’d been raised in Catholic boarding schools across South America and respected the sisters. He might have stopped going to mass after his father died, but Kyle hadn’t strayed so far that he’d make a play for a nun. No, he was here because he was sure she was in trouble. When she’d looked around the market three weeks ago, there’d been terror in her eyes. Something scared her to death and he wanted to know what. And he wanted to help. Kyle wasn’t like his buddy, Griff. He didn’t rush to every woman’s rescue. But he did have a soft spot for nuns. Sweat ran down his cheek, and he absently wiped it away. He was dressed in camo fatigue pants, combat boots, an olive-drab T-shirt with a long-sleeved camouflage shirt to hide his weapons, and the dark green Toros baseball cap he’d appropriated from Griff’s woman when she’d left for the States. It wouldn’t matter what he wore, though. It was hot. Trujillo was close enough to the equator and the tropical rainforest that drinking coffee wasn’t a pleasure. He sipped anyway because it gave him a reason to be sitting in the market, and because he was addicted to caffeine. The place became busier as it got closer to lunch, but still no sign of the nuns. Kyle was reasonably certain she was part of La Convento de Madres Fieles. It was the nearest abbey to the market, and it sure looked as if the sisters walked here to shop. He bought a second coffee. Another half hour passed. He was about to give up when he saw the flash of black in his peripheral vision. Kyle turned. The nuns were at the market, but they were too far away to know if his sister was part of the trio. They wore short tunics again, ending above their knees—not too surprising given the heat—but they had full coifs and veils, and were carrying string bags. He felt for them. They must be more uncomfortable than he was. Keeping them in the edge of his vision, Kyle turned his attention toward the produce stall across from his position. If today was like the previous weeks, they’d head there to buy their fruit, and he didn’t want to show interest in them. They grew closer. His nun was one of the sisters today. Again, her legs were the first thing he noticed, and he had to force his gaze to her face. He guessed she was in her mid-twenties. In the US, it might be surprising, but not in Puerto Jardin where many young women went into the church. One of her group said something and she smiled briefly. He forgot to breathe. Even without makeup, she was beautiful. High cheekbones, big, dark eyes, and full, kissable lips. Easily one of the most stunning women he’d ever laid eyes on. None of the nuns he’d had in school looked like her.
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Title: Quiet Empire
Series: Quiet Mafia #4
Author: J.L. Drake
Genre: Mafia Romance
Release Date: August 18, 2022
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As our empire rises, it’s time to remove all those who don’t belong.
Sienna
Now joined in power with Elio, we hatch a plan to show to the world that the Capri name will rule over Italy.
The decision stirs panic and causes a ripple effect throughout the country. Friendships and loyalties are tested. Truths are revealed as we prepare to fight any who oppose us.
With a careful eye on our enemies, we are circled by others with false intent. Secrets and weaknesses are revealed and lies are taken to the grave.
Elio
With our past behind us and our wounds healed, it’s time to take things to the next level. We tore down one kingdom, and now we’ll build another…together.
I knew that if we followed tradition, we’d look death in the eye every day. But I am a fighter, as is Sienna. We’re determined to have the life we’ve worked so desperately to build.
Meanwhile, a third player is still there on the sidelines trying to make his play, and when he does, it’s the biggest blow of them all.
With an enemy at every corner, we must fight through the chaos and bring an end to the Coppola name. All must submit to the Capri Syndicate.
After all, only one family can rule all of Italy.
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Author J.L. Drake was born and raised in Nova Scotia, Canada, later moving to Southern California where she lives with her husband and two children.
When she's not writing she loves to spend time with her family, traveling or just enjoying a night at home. One thing you might notice in her books is her love for the four seasons. Growing up on the east coast of Canada the change in the seasons is in her blood and is often mentioned in her writing.
Her books can be found in different languages around the world.
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Title: His Wife
Series: Dark Sovereign Series #2
Author: Bella J.
Genre: Dark Romance/Mafia Romance
Release Date: August 17, 2022
 I am no longer the stray he picked up off the street. I am…His Wife.
Alexius Del Rossa made me an offer I couldn’t refuse.
A temporary arrangement. One that would benefit us both.
Be his wife for six months so he can solidify his legacy, and I walk away with the security of having the Del Rossa name.
Now I realize that it’s no longer that simple—not while his every command bends my will and entices me to obey.
We’ve become each other’s poison—a toxic mix of his wicked touch and my dark desires.
By day I’m the woman who walks by his side, and by night I’m the toy who kneels at his feet.
He’s given me a taste of how it feels to indulge without limits, a glimpse of what life would be like as the queen of his empire.
But I can’t ignore the warnings. The subtle stir of whispers that nothing is as it seems.
Even though Alexius helped me conquer my demons once…I’m afraid my husband might just be the real monster I should fear.
 Each time he touches me, I feel it deeper, its effect more profound. It digs deep into my soul, penetrating every wall I have ever built. I’m weak against it, unable to fight the descent into oblivion with him, lost forever, and God knows I never want to be found. Not as long as I’m with him.  .jpg)
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Welcome to Summers in Seaside, a small town located along the Oregon Coast and home of the Seaside Festival. This brand new series of short contemporary romance stories is filled with sun, sand and summer adventures that will tug at your heart strings.
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Summer Salvation by Rebecca Gallo
Summer Thrills by Ellie Isaacson
Summer Shivers by Denise Wells
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Summer Magic by C.L. Collier
Summer Swoon by Tina Gallagher
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Summer of Chloe by Cata Ree
Summer Job by Jo Richardson
Only for the Summer by Shannon O’Connor
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The Close-Up, an all-new moving second-chance novella set in the Hollywood Renaissance/HOOPS world from New York Times bestselling author Kennedy Ryan and 1,001 Dark Nights is available now!
I met Nazareth Armstrong when I was eighteen years old. From the beginning, my brother warned me to stay away from him. Told Naz to stay away from me. Our hearts didn’t listen. I shared one magical night under the stars with my brother's rival, thinking it was the start of a once-in-a-lifetime something. Years later when we meet again, we’ve both pursued our dreams, lived a little, found success…but never found love. What began as a tiny flame when we were young now threatens to consume us. I’m more drawn to Naz than ever, but his complicated history with my brother makes whatever this could be…nearly impossible. But Naz accepts impossible as a dare. Through his clever maneuvering and dogged determination, I find myself on a yacht with him and his friends cruising through the Mediterranean. It’s a whirlwind set ablaze. Away from reality, surrendering to the tender heat of his touch, I forget that everything could burn. *This is the love story of Takira, who first appears in Reel, book 1 of the Hollywood Renaissance series. Characters from the HOOPS series also make appearances, but you do not have to read any of those books to enjoy this one. **Every 1001 Dark Nights novella is a standalone story. For new readers, it’s an introduction to an author’s world. And for fans, it’s a bonus book in the author’s series. We hope you'll enjoy each one as much as we do.**
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This is the Hoops and Hollywood Renaissance crossover I didn't know I was missing in my life. I mean holy cow Kennedy Ryan! Talk about scandalous and sexy! Plus getting to catch up with the entire hoops crew was just so dang fun! I loved Takira's boldness. How she went after what she wanted except when it came to her heart. Thankfully Naz was having none of it! When he saw her again he knew it was his chance for them to get it right. I loved how he went all-in in his pursuit of Takira. Especially when it meant facing the past that could interfere with the future he always wanted. Whew! The Close-Up had it all! Family and friends. Gorgeous locations. Redemption and forgiveness. ALLLLLLL the steam. Naz and Takria's second chance romance was deliciously dirty but also tender and full of feels. I couldn't get enough of seeing these two fall all over again for the people they were now despite the obstacles in their way.
Keep reading for a look inside The Close-Up! Naz has abandoned his cabin completely and has spent every night over the last week with me. Why front? He brought me here, and we can’t get enough of each other. I’m glad we’re on this yacht with a bunch of couples who also can’t get enough of each other because we’d be pretty obnoxious otherwise.He’s rich as hell and could shower me with material things. And he does. At every port, I find some keepsake from the local shops he’s left for me in the room—an ankle bracelet, clips for my hair, diamond earrings. There has been no shortage of gifts, but the real gift has been his attention. The way he cares. The man bathes me. He wraps my hair up at night. He washes my face. I don’t know what this is, but I feel spoiled. Doted on. Adored. At first I was like…is this cringe? Is it weird? But then I recalled all those times when I didn’t feel valued in a relationship. All those times a guy disrespected me by looking at other women all night. All those times I didn’t feel this almost embarrassing amount of single-minded focus from a man who’s determined I’ll know how much he enjoys me. How much he likes me. Cherishes me, even. He’s constantly pulling me onto his lap. We sneak away from the group anytime the mood strikes us. Last night at dinner, he fed me from his plate. From his plate. Who am I right now? I’m that girl, living out a fantasy on a half-a-billion dollar yacht floating on dreams along the coast of Italy. Forget Black girl magic. This is pure sorcery, and if it’s a spell, we’re both under it.
About Kennedy Ryan Her Hoops Series (Long Shot, Block Shot and Hook Shot) and All the King's Men Series (The Kingmaker, The Rebel King and Queen Move) have been optioned for television. An autism mom, Kennedy co-founded LIFT 4 Autism, an annual charitable initiative, and has appeared on Headline News, Montel Williams, NPR and other media outlets as an advocate for autism families. She is a wife to her lifetime lover and mother to an extraordinary son.
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