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Romance by the Book, an all new steamy rom com standalone from author Sarah Ready is available now!

Book-loving librarian Jessie has loved Gavin Williams for practically her whole life. So when a psychic predicts that Gavin is Jessie’s one fated soul mate, she’s ecstatic.

There’s just one itty bitty little problem.

Gavin’s engaged to marry another woman.

What’s a book lover to do? Easy. Check out dozens of romance books, study the (totally realistic) way characters fall in love, and make a foolproof plan on how to win her soul mate (in one week).

Meet cute? Check.

Dance under the stars? Check.

Kiss in the rain? Check.

Romance books don’t lie – it’ll all go perfectly.

Except, there’s another problem. Gavin’s twin brother: William Williams IV.

Jessie has hated William for as long as she’s loved his brother. William is grump to Jessie’s sunshine, standoffish to her extrovert, cold to her warm. And when William learns of Jessie’s plan to derail his brother’s engagement he swears that he’ll do anything to stop her.

But after William and Jessie (unwillingly) share a dance…a romantic dinner…a kiss…Jessie starts to wonder, is William actually her soul mate? Or is this just another one of his games?

She can’t tell, because this romance definitely isn’t going by the book.

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About Sarah Ready

Author Sarah Ready writes contemporary romance and romantic comedy. Her books have been described as “euphoric”, “heartwarming” and “laugh out loud”. Her debut novel The Fall in Love Checklist was hailed as “the unicorn read of 2020”. She loves to write fast-paced, emotionally compelling romances about quirky, smart women and the men who love them.

Before writing romance full-time Sarah had lots of fun teaching at an Ivy League. Then she realized she could have even more fun writing romance. Her favorite things after writing are adventuring and travel. You’ll frequently find her using her degree at a dino dig site, crawling into a cave, snorkeling, or on horseback riding through the jungle – all fodder for her next book. She’s lived in Scotland, Norway, Portugal, Switzerland and NYC. She currently lives in the Caribbean with her water-obsessed pup and her awesome family.
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Love ignites...behind the wheel.

Behind the Wheel, an all-new emotional standalone romance from USA Today bestselling author Renee Harless is available now!

From burning up the pavement to burning up the sheets, Noah Langley knows the kind of reputation he has. When a freak accident leaves him seeking anonymity, he finds himself licking his wounds and pride in Carson, North Carolina. Unfortunately, his case of bad luck has just begun.

Working as a mechanic is in Tate Mitchell’s blood, even though her dream has her spending her free time pushing her limits around the track. A rush job for a tourist has her coming face to face with her teenage crush and the man that ruined her life, Noah Langley.

But, it's not until their lives are threatened that Noah and Tate have to face the reality that falling in love may be just the start of the race.

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Excerpt

Knowing that she needed to call Noah, Tate walked sullenly to her office and closed the door. She knew the call and meeting were going to be awkward considering the way she had stormed away, but it wasn’t her fault that she had a temper that fired up with the slightest flicker. She had inherited that trait from her father, though Tate had never seen her parents argue. But she had witnessed her father go off on one too many employees.
Logging onto the computer, Tate pulled up Noah’s file and stared at the cell phone number listed. If she was a vindictive woman, she could easily give that number out to all of the celebrity gossip sites. The women would have a field day with that information. But she needed to be professional. After all, this was a job, and she needed to act like the businesswoman that her uncle had trained her to be.
Scrolling through her part’s dealer site, Tate made a list of costs and then tallied up expected hours of labor. She was happy with the cost, but she knew it would be pocket change to Noah.
Taking a deep breath, Tate dialed the number on Noah’s record then not-so-gently placed her head on the desk as the phone rang. The three rings took an agonizingly long time until Tate almost considered hanging up, but as the voicemail clicked over, she decided that she could leave a proficient message.
“Mr. Langley, this is Tate Mitchell with Tate’s Auto body. I was calling to discuss your vehicle. If you could return our call at your earliest convenience, it would be much appreciated. You can call us back at 555-9073 and ask for Tate. Thank you.”
She thought she’d feel a sense of peace and relief having got the call out of the way, but instead, she felt. . .anxious. Even though Noah pushed every one of her buttons, she knew that he wasn’t the only reason that she lashed out at him. There were years of anger simmering below the surface and every time he egged her on, that anger would explode like a small volcano. Tate worried about what it would take for a full-fledged eruption that would shake her to her core.
Not sure what to expect, Tate hung around her office for another five minutes to see if he would call back immediately. She was one of those people that screened her calls and assumed most people did the same. But when no calls came through after five minutes, Tate went back out to the shop to finish up a few of the jobs they had before the weekend.
Right before they were scheduled to close up the shop, Tate was called to tow a car that had been in a head-on collision about thirty minutes from town. She left Beau and Hugh to close things down and went to pick up the vehicle.
By the time she returned to the garage, the sun was setting over the mountain range. It was Beau’s weekend to handle the shop, something each of them rotated, and she had been looking forward to getting in some laps this evening, but she knew she could always put it off until the following day.
Backing the truck into the lot, Tate lowered the vehicle off the flat bed, wincing as the truck emitted a loud beeping sound. The car she had picked up had a crushed front end, but it was drivable enough that Tate could move it into one of the open bays so that she could do a value assessment.
She wanted nothing more than to head home and relax in the claw foot tub that came with the cabin, but instead, she was going to spend the next couple of hours assessing the car’s damages.
It was a hot and humid night in the garage, so Tate opted to keep the bays open and run the fans. She wished that she had the funds to fix the AC, but it was either call the repair man or pay Hugh. And paying her friend was a top priority. She was lucky that neither employee complained about the heat.
Finding the radio stored in the corner of the room, she turned it on and found a local rock station to blare through the speakers. At least the stereo could drown out the sound of her growling stomach.
Tate had just popped the hood to the car when she heard a throat clear from behind her. Not sure what to expect, she spun around with a wrench clenched tightly in her fist only to face Noah.
“Hey.”
“What do you want?” she growled. Tate wasn’t even sure why she was immediately angry at the sight of him. Maybe it was from their argument earlier, or it could be from her memories surging forward.
“Sorry. I had a message to call you to speak about my car and I figured I would see if you were still down here before I waited until the morning.”
“I made that call like four hours ago.”
“Yeah, sorry. I was at the hospital to meet baby Bella before they were sent home.”
She almost felt bad knowing he wasn’t off somewhere doing the playboy things he was notorious for, but he was visiting his friend’s family.
“Oh.”
They stared at each other and Tate felt a spark of electricity detonating between them. She could almost see each flicker and glow of the current. It was indescribable and also terrifying.
“My car?” he asked and Tate gawked at him in confusion until it finally registered that he wasn’t here for her; he was here for his car.
“Yes. So, we had spoken about the power steering rack and hydraulic leak.”
“I recall,” he said and Tate continued.
“Well, I took it apart to investigate further so I could determine what parts to replace. From what I could tell, the seal in the hydraulic pump is missing.”
“Missing?” he said in confusion.
“Yeah, missing. When was the last time you had it checked over for maintenance?”
“I got a once over from our team mechanic a month ago.”
“Is there a reason he would try to remove the seal for any reason?”
Noah took a menacing step toward her, and for the first time, she actually feared being alone with him.
“Noah,” she said, holding up her hands to keep him at bay.
“Tell me, Tate. Are you accusing my team mechanic. . .the man that has been like another father figure to me, the man that taught me how to drift a car, the man that gave me the actual birds and bees talk. . .of deliberately removing the seal on the hydraulic pump to. . .what? Damage my car?”
“No, I wasn’t implying-” Tate tried to explain, but Noah stepped closer, moving into her personal space and damn if she didn’t take a deep breath, the smell of his cologne soothing her nerves. She should have been scared, but she was the opposite; she felt alive.
“You were.”
Tate reached out and placed her hand against his chest. Wrong move as the heat from his skin sifted through his Henley shirt onto her palm.
“Noah, I wasn’t-” Before she could utter another word, she found the hand placed on his chest cradled in his hand and pinned behind her back. He trapped her against him with his strength as his free hand reached up to cup her chin. Tate wasn’t sure what was going on, but she was powerless to push him away. “What are you. . .” she whispered before his lips captured hers.
Tate had been kissed before, but nothing like this. Noah was demanding, persistent, and all-consuming with the way his mouth melded against her. His tongue begged for entrance and her lips parted to allow his exploration. The brush of his tongue against hers felt like a wicked dance. She had never felt desire like she did at that moment.
His lips began a path of their own, leaving small nips and licks as Noah made his way down her throat. She whispered his name as her head tilted backward, eyes pinched closed. The grip he kept on her hand tightened as her free hand slipped around his waist and under the hem of his shirt, seeking the warmth of his skin.
“Noah,” she whimpered. Tate needed more from him. Her body felt as if it were on fire and she knew there was only one way to extinguish the flame. “I need you.”
He pulled his head back, gaze heated and filled with lust as he stared down at her.
“Be ready. Because once you drop that checkered flag, Tate, you’re mine. Do you understand?”
She had no words, completely enveloped in her yearning for more; Tate nodded her head in agreement.
Releasing the hold he kept on her hand behind her back, Noah skimmed his fingers up her arm until he cradled the back of her neck. With a forceful tug, he pulled her face closer to his until their noses were almost touching. A slip of paper was all that would fit between the space.
“Say it. I need to hear the words.”
Her tongue peeked out between her lips to wet the dry cushions before replying. “Take me. I’m yours.”

About Renee
Renee Harless is a romance writer with an affinity for wine and a passion for telling a good story.

Renee Harless, her husband, and children live in Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia. She studied Communication, specifically Public Relations, at Radford University.

Growing up, Renee always found a way to pursue her creativity. It began by watching endless runs of White Christmas- yes even in the summer – and learning every word and dance from the movie. She could still sing "Sister Sister" if requested. In high school she joined the show choir and a community theatre group, The Troubadours. After marrying the man of her dreams and moving from her hometown she sought out a different artistic outlet – writing.

To say that Renee is a romance addict would be an understatement. When she isn’t chasing her toddler or preschooler around the house, working her day job, or writing, she jumps head first into a romance novel.

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Title: Loving Paisley. A Hope Creek novel

by Laura Farr

Genre: Small Town Contemporary Romance

 

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Loving Paisley is book one in a brand new series. Come along for the ride while siblings, Nash, Cade, Seb, Wyatt and Ashlyn find their happy ever afters in the small town of Hope Creek.

 

Blurb

Love almost got her killed. She’s not about to give it a second chance to finish the job.

Paisley Prescott had one thing on her mind when she escaped her abusive husband. Survival. Finding a new romance was not even a remote possibility. Then she met him, and his kindness changed everything for her. Now, against all odds, she’s wishing she could open her heart once again…and it’s utterly terrifying…

Nash Brookes knows domestic abuse when he sees it. After all, he lived through it with his mother. So, he’ll do whatever it takes to help Paisley, including bringing her home with him to the small town of Hope Creek. Falling for her was not part of the plan. But it doesn’t take long for him to do just that…

Earning her trust won’t be easy. He will make mistakes along the way. But when all is said and done, can Nash convince Paisley that love is worth the risk? Or will their shot at happily ever after stay buried beneath the pain of her past?

 

Meet The Author

Laura Farr lives in Shropshire with her husband and two children. When she isn’t working, or being a Mummy she is pursuing her dream of writing.

She is a romantic at heart and loves nothing more than writing stories with a happy ever after, even if there is the odd chapter of angst thrown in! Her desire to write came from her love of reading and when she isn’t writing you will find her attached to her kindle or spending time with her family.

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Demon Huntress: Love Me To Hell And Back
Elizabeth Mason
Publication date: September 18th 2021
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance

A search for a cure. A journey fraught with danger. A fateful bond.

Determined demon-hunter, Maeve, must risk everything to obtain The Book of Raziel—a font of spells, divine magic, and ethereal knowledge—to cure her work partner of a deadly supernatural virus. And though she isn’t surprised to discover that the book is in the Garden of Eden, she is surprised to learn that the garden is situated in Hell!

Now Maeve faces her biggest challenge: fighting her inner demons¬, or be lost to the wanderlust of Hell forever.

Broken and reclusive, Ezra Virunas has one goal—kill the demon who stole the Sacred Seals, and, in return, he would regain his freedom. Never mind that Ezra has to use Maeve’s soul as bait to close the case, Ezra knows just how deceitful women can be, and he is convinced Maeve is no different. But he is mistaken, and despite fighting against it, her pure heart soon becomes a light to his darkened past.

As Maeve and Ezra’s bond deepens, so too does the danger awaiting them. Will they emerge from Hell unscathed?

Love Me To Hell And Back is a haunting tale of self-reflection and forgiveness.

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EXCERPT:

(Maeve)

“According to an ancient scroll discovered a few hundred years ago, there will come a human with god-like powers— an Eda.”

I yawned. “Excuse me,” I muttered. “How does a human become an Eda?”

“We only know what the scroll tells us, and according to the scroll, when the sacrifice is made, the Eda is born.”

He paused a moment and stared at me, seemingly deep in thought. Finally, slowly shaking his head, he spoke again. “This world is full of mysteries.”

Leaning back, I crossed my arms over my chest. “What were you thinking?”

“When?”

“Just now.”

“I only hope this prophesied Eda is good. If you give a human ‘God-like’ powers,” he shook his head, “Well, let’s just say, I’ve never met a man who used power for good.”

I scoffed at him. “What makes you think it’ll be a man?”

He laughed as if what I had said was a joke. It was far from a joke. “Because women are too selfish to sacrifice themselves for someone else.” I heard the pure distrust he had for women in each word he spoke. It made my heart hurt.

We stayed quiet, staring at each other. I moved my eyes over his face. His eyes were sad, his lips turned down, and his jaw muscles were tense.

“Maybe you’re right,” I said. Ezra lowered his brows, looking at me curiously. “But I’m pretty sure you’re wrong.”

Ezra folded his arms over his chest. “You disagree?”

I shrugged my shoulders. “I don’t know, Ezra. I have faith in mankind. After all, you and I are going to Hell without greedy intentions.”

He made a steeple with his hands and touched his lips. I tilted my head, unsure again what he was thinking. “Are you sure about that?” he asked.

I shifted in my seat, unsure where this conversation was going. “What do you mean?”

He leaned forward, and a few gold strands fell over his strong cheekbones. “I sense a bit of regret in you.”

I jerked my head back as I was caught off guard. I didn’t think he’d say that. “Regret?”

“You’re going to Hell to save a friend.” I nodded. “Or are you going to Hell to ease your guilt?”

I narrowed my eyes, glaring at him. Yup, I totally wasn’t expecting that. “And what guilt do I have, Ezra?”

His lips turned up into a cocky smile. “You tell me.”

Was he right?

Sure, I regret not listening to Emerich when he said not to go on this last hunt, but who would go to Hell just to ease their guilt? That’s a bit excessive. But I do believe someone would go to Hell to save a friend.

Right?

I held up a hand to ward off the truth behind his words. “You don’t know me, Ezra. Not well enough to judge me like that, anyway.”

“You’re a strong fighter and damned skilled at throwing knives, but that isn’t enough to survive Hell.” What was he saying? I’m a trained jinn hunter. “I fear you’re weak here.” He pointed to his right temple. “That can make you weak here.” He brought his finger to his heart.

I stood up and pushed a pile of boxes at him. “If I’m so damn weak, then find someone else.” I was tired of everybody pointing at my weakness, telling me to hold back. Damn it. I need people to point out my strengths!

He caught the boxes before they slid off the table. Then, lightning-fast, he was on his feet and in front of me.

I formed fists and turned my head away from his prying eyes. I was breathing heavily, my chest rising and falling to the fast rhythm of my heartbeat. Ezra was close— too close. He had a clean, dangerous scent. I felt my knees tremble as his body heat seeped into me, and when he placed his finger under my chin, the shared heat and sensation thrilled me.

He gently turned my head, but I kept my eyes down. “Maeve,” he whispered, getting me to look at him. I allowed my eyes to wander, taking in his beauty. His sheer maleness overwhelmed me, and every instinct I had said he was different. I couldn’t put my finger on it. Still, there was something about him that was…. contrasting. I couldn’t quite figure him out. It was a feeling of lust mixed with a feeling of fear. Like a jinn, he was beautiful yet scary. There was something dangerous simmering under his cool façade. I wasn’t sure what it was, but I was captivated by that mysterious side of him. His eyes penetrated mine as if he were seeing into my soul. “I don’t want someone else,” he said.

Author Bio:

Elizabeth is a Cali girl who should enjoy the California sun more than she does. She’s content being indoors writing and creating spooky stories with strong leading women and bad boy leading men. With a degree in psychology, Elizabeth is drawn to the complexities of human behavior. The diversity of personalities, interactions, emotions, and relationships reflect in her writing.

When Elizabeth isn’t busy typing away, she enjoys time with her husband, two boys, and her two Weimaraner pups. And thanks to her love for lattes, she enjoys reading paranormal romance late into the night. Her husband and her two boys inspired her to never give up, and thanks to them, she’s proud to announce her debut novel: Love Me To Hell And Back. A haunting tale of self-reflection and forgiveness, even in the darkness of Hell.

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Greek: A New Adult/College Romance by Kandi Steiner is now live!

The epic conclusion to the Palm South University Series...

Sisterhood is forever, but can it survive life's biggest curveballs?

Erin fights for justice while Bear continues to fight his demons in order to be the man he wants to be for the woman he loves. Skyler considers what will come after graduation -- and whether or not Kip will be a part of the plan. Cassie and Adam navigate their newfound long distance relationship, and find the path to be bumpier than expected.

Meanwhile, a shocking accident has Ashlei facing the biggest challenges of her life -- while Jess has to decide which brother she wants in hers forever.

School is almost over for this university crew, but the drama has just begun.

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4.5 Heart Review by Ashley

I can't believe this is it...the end of an era, the final semester in the PSU series. And Kandi Steiner did not let me down. There was laughter, heartache, hope, tears, all the steam and of course...DRAMA!!

I loved getting to spend time with the characters that had graduated and were just finding their footing outside the classroom. But also riding the wave of apprehension and sorrow and joy for the group that was in their last year.

I felt like a proud mama watching Erin tackle her demons. Bear make moves to give himself a future he would be happy with. Jess make her choice, that really wasn't a choice at all. And owning up to the pain she caused, not just herself but to the guys as well. Ashlei and Brandon in all their reunited bliss, and giving everyone the shock of all shocks. Skyler and Kip finding their way out of the stalemate (I rubbed my chest one too many times with those two). And, of course, it wouldn't be a trip to PSU without Adam and Cassie floundering in some way and making up in an even bigger one.

There was so much happening in Greek...big decisions to be made, big moves, big changes but most of all, big love. I could feel it rippling off the page with every hug, tear and laugh between this crew that had become its own family. There were all the bittersweet, happy tears as this journey has come to an end and I am just happy to have been along for the ride.

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Meet Kandi

Kandi Steiner is a bestselling author and whiskey connoisseur living in Tampa, FL. Best known for writing "emotional rollercoaster" stories, she loves bringing flawed characters to life and writing about real, raw romance -- in all its forms. No two Kandi Steiner books are the same, and if you're a lover of angsty, emotional, and inspirational reads, she's your gal.

An alumna of the University of Central Florida, Kandi graduated with a double major in Creative Writing and Advertising/PR with a minor in Women's Studies. She started writing back in the 4th grade after reading the first Harry Potter installment. In 6th grade, she wrote and edited her own newspaper and distributed to her classmates. Eventually, the principal caught on and the newspaper was quickly halted, though Kandi tried fighting for her "freedom of press." She took particular interest in writing romance after college, as she has always been a die hard hopeless romantic, and likes to highlight all the challenges of love as well as the triumphs.

When Kandi isn't writing, you can find her reading books of all kinds, talking with her extremely vocal cat, and spending time with her friends and family. She enjoys live music, traveling, anything heavy in carbs, beach days, movie marathons, craft beer and sweet wine -- not necessarily in that order.

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