Title: Taxed by Love
Series: St. Fleur Novel
Author: AJ Renee
Genre: Contemporary Romance
SubGenre: Brother's Best Friend/2nd Chance
Release Date: August 29, 2018
    
   Love was in the air and Gabrielle wasn’t interested. Even if she was willing to risk her heart again, which she wasn’t, any man would have to get past her overbearing brother first.
Andrew was unashamed of his love of women... until he found himself yearning for what his friends had found—love and family. When a gorgeous woman caught his eye at a buddy’s wedding reception, he blindly followed, unable to resist her allure.
Their encounter was meant to be no-strings fun, but months later, Gabrielle couldn’t get him out of her mind. Andrew regretted never getting her name or number, leaving them both with only memories and unanswered desires.
An unexpected reunion brought the couple to St. Fleur, where trouble had been stirring for their friends and family. Can Andrew persuade Gabrielle to take a risk on a playboy? Or will tragedy jeopardize their chance at love?
 
  AJ Renee is the author behind the St. Fleur series, Beauty Unmasked, Winter's Surprise, Surviving Paris, and Finding Love at the Falls.... She's a military wife and mother to three young girls. She graduated from the University of Central Florida with her Master of Science in Criminal Justice and a Bachelor of Science in Psychology while working at the library.
She loves to write steamy romance with suspense and a happily ever after. When she isn't writing or interacting with her readers, you can find her spending time with her family or reading. AJ enjoys traveling, researching family history, and all things New Orleans.
          
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Title: Perfect
Author: Fen Wilde
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: August 31, 2018
 Ada Cosgrove.
As uptight as she is alluring.
The editor of the sexiest magazine on the racks, she works hard, follows the rules, and wins at everything she turns her hand to.
Ben Farris.
As laid back as he is loyal.
Archrivals in the world of media scoops and scuffles, it’s a different story when they’re alone in Ada’s office—where opposites attract.
Their chemistry is off the charts—and always has been.
They’re perfect for each other.
But Ben is the one person Ada can’t afford to fall for.
He’s irreverent and magnetic and completely out-of-bounds. The type of out-of-bounds that would see her family disown her.
Then the one mistake in Ada’s perfect past catches up with her.
And she’s about to learn that there’s no such thing as perfect…
PERFECT is a dark and sizzling romance with twists and turns that will keep you guessing til the last page.
*Please note this novel deals with complex themes around family relationships, and includes mature step-sibling romance.
 
"Amazing romantic story with spice. Ada and Ben are rivals and good at their individual jobs. When they’re together, sparks fly. Superb." ★★★★★ Goodreads review “Amazing romantic story with spice. Superb.” ★★★★★- Goodreads review “Great story, complex characters…amazing, gritty and emotionally charged.” ★★★★ Book-Lover Book Blog “This amazing book is so very well written. It is always surprising the things that a person can withstand and the heart can cope with.” ★★★★★- Goodreads review “What an interesting read! Well presented storyline; characters that kept you guessing; some creepy twists and turns with lots of the unexpected…If you like books a bit off kilter...Perfect by Fen Wilde belongs on your TBR Lust.” ★★★★- Goodreads review “So much more than a romance. There is family conflict, suspense, many kinds of emotions and lots of hot, explicit sex…” ★★★★- Goodreads review 
Outside, the office has gone quiet, and I think about the hot mess we used to cause in this office. Back when we were younger. When I worried less. I can almost hear a collective sigh of relief from my staff as Ben and I talk in our normal voices—no shouting. No sounds of breakage. I blush slightly at the memory. What on earth were we thinking?
“What are you thinking about?” Ben asks softly, his face smoothing out, becoming less worried, more predatory. More intense.
“Nothing,” I mutter, dropping my eyes, my blush mounting.
He grins wickedly. “You’re thinking about how quiet everything went when I walked in.” He moves closer to me, placing a fingertip underneath my chin, forcing my eyes back up to his.
“And you’re remembering why.” His eyes don’t leave mine for a second, but I brush his hand away, flinching at the memory, ducking to escape those eyes.
“It’s in the past,” I say huskily, but he runs his fingers slowly along the edge of the desk. The edge I’ve clung to so many times, hopeless with desire, my legs buckling beneath me, his hands, his tongue…
“You’re thinking about it,” he whispers, moving behind me, his lips warm and soft against my neck, his hands reaching down and skimming across my hips, the warmth of his breath leaving my lips parted, my breathing shallow. His teeth find my earlobe and tug on it gently. A moan escapes my lips. Everything inside me wants to open my neck up to him, lean back into him, feel his hands wander leisurely across my body, my breasts. As though he has all the time in the world. As though I’m his.
But I pull away, trying to calm my breathing.
His arms fall to his side and I can feel him standing behind me. Sagging a little. No! I think immediately, my body desperate for his touch.
“I miss it, too,” he says, but he keeps his hands off me. Thank God is my next thought, my sensible brain kicking in. Because I don’t think I would have the resolve to move away twice.
Finally he moves to the chair opposite me, his eyes dark with lust, his jeans bulging appreciatively. I avert my eyes.
It’s only been a few weeks, but it might as well have been twenty years, I want him so badly.
“It’s probably going to come out, Ada. Judging by that last letter.” He watches me carefully. “Will it really be that bad?”
 Fen Wilde writes gritty romantic suspense novels exploring the darker elements in our lives.
She is a qualified social worker and works part-time as a mental health clinician for young people, and also as a private clinical consultant.
She is particularly interested in the complex things that drive us toward or keep us out of connection with each other: how fragile, how beautiful, how flawed we all are.
Fen lives in Melbourne, Australia with her partner, two children, and Burmese cat. She is happiest with a project on her desk, some caramel slice in the fridge, and a great long list of things to do.
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Goodreads / Amazon / Barnes & Noble / iBooks / Kobo -- EXCERPT: “Who knows you’re here?” she asked. “You mean, specifically here? In Hong Kong?” She nodded. “No one. My family and friends think I’m traveling for work.” “Ah. So if anything happened to you, how do they know where to look?” she asked, her chin resting on the palm of her hand. “Well, when they find my phone and the one thousand pictures of you, they’ll know,” he said. She laughed. Rather uncomfortably. This is what having an affair feels like. It’s you and him and no one else. “Adrian doesn’t know I’m here.” This time he leaned forward, closer to her. “Does Riley know you’re here?” “She has to. Even if I don’t tell her directly, Jake knows. He’s very protective that way. Needs to know where I go, who I’m with.” “You seem so attached, the two of you.” “He’s the only constant in my life.” He stayed silent. She hadn’t intended to offend him with that comment. But then she decided that it was too soon to even think of his role in her life. That was the real crux of the matter, and she wanted to keep it top of mind. What about you, your parents? Do you see them often while you’re home?” He laughed. “As a matter of fact, I have dinner with them every Sunday. They don’t live far from my old apartment. I’m moving to Chelsea when I get back which is a little further away, but I know my mum will find every excuse to come and visit. I’ll be too close to the shopping area for her to resist. She likes to get out sometimes. Leave the farm.” “We’re lucky we have family we can count on,” she said. “But none of them know we’re together,” he said, his tone lowered, quiet. “Why does anyone need to know? Who cares?” she asked in defiance. She observed the way he picked up another dumpling with his chopsticks and shoved the whole thing in his mouth. “Okay, let me rephrase that,” she said. “In time, they’ll know.” He smiled. “Better.” He looked at his watch. She could tell that he wanted to change the subject. And she didn’t have to try. A round of applause filled the room. Tessa and Simon turned to see a man on one knee with his arms in the air, proposing to a very embarrassed woman. “At a dimsum restaurant?” Simon smirked. “Hey! You’ll never know! Maybe this is a special place for them,” Tessa said. “Must be,” he answered, pulling his wallet out at the same time. He motioned for the dimsum man to bring the check over. The man counted the different colored plates, each with a code for the food they ordered, wrote with lightning speed on a pad of paper, tore it off unevenly and handed it to Simon. As he examined the bill, Simon said, “I forgot that your Twitter profile says ‘hopeless romantic.’“ “Love makes the world go ‘round!” she said in response, pausing to follow up with an afterthought. “At least in Romance books!” 
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Title: Hot Heir
Author: Pippa Grant
Genre: Sexy Romantic Comedy
Release Date: August 31, 2018
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If I had to pick a bride of convenience, my first choice would NOT be Peach Maloney.
My fiftieth choice would NOT be Peach.
Top spot on my list of occupational hazards? Yes.
Royal pain in the ass? Yes.
A bride of convenience? No.
But I’ve unexpectedly gone from royal bodyguard to monarch, having inherited a crown that was stolen from my family long before my birth. The kicker of this unexpected royal gift? In order to take the throne I must find a wife.
Have I mentioned Peach would NOT have been my hundredth choice?
But I’ve no other options, and she needs a favor that my new position can fulfill quite nicely. So we’ve agreed to play the doting newlyweds out in public.
In private, though, our rules are simple:
No touching.
No talking.
And certainly no sex.
I should have known better than to marry a rule-breaking pain in the arse.
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Pippa Grant is a stay-at-home mom and housewife who loves to escape into sexy, funny stories way more than she likes perpetually cleaning toothpaste out of sinks and off toilet handles. When she’s not reading, writing, sleeping, or trying to prepare her adorable demon spawn to be productive members of society, she’s fantasizing about chocolate chip cookies.
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Title: Beautiful Inferno
Author: Abby Gale
Genre: Dark Taboo Romance
Release Date: August 28, 2018 Cover Design: PopKitty Designs
Young.
Innocent.
Forbidden.
Those things should've stopped me from wanting her.
They didn't.
  
 
 Beautiful Inferno by Abby GaleBrittany's rating: 3.5 of 5 stars I rather enjoyed this book, but was also disappointed. If I'm remembering correctly, at the beginning, Maya eludes to Zeke choking her while they fool around, but other than a bit of flogging, there wasn't much kink in this book, which was very disappointing. I was looking forward to that. I do like Zeke and Maya's relationship, however, I feel that with Zeke having left Maya for two years because of his relationship to her, he did not put up that much of a fight when he decided to pursue a sexual relationship with her. I feel that if he truly thought that they could not be anything ever, he would have been more adamant and reluctant to change the nature of their relationship. This is my first Abby Gale book, and it's an ARC, so I don't know how her writing style is once a book has been edited. And I debated whether or not to include this in my review because I wasn't sure if it would be consider part of the editing, which is usually done after bloggers receive the arc. There were many sentences that did not flow. Individual sentences, not sentences strung together. There would be words missing or the wrong form/tense of a verb being used and it just became disruptive at times. Overall I give this book 3.5 stars View all my reviews
Abby Gale is an international author. She is an avid reader, former blogger, and a pharmacist. She writes whatever storyline sucks her in, but mostly her books will be erotica with some darkness in it.
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Title: Ruffles & Beaus
Author: Carina Adams
Genre: NA Romance/Love Triangle
Published: August 23, 2018
 Every girl who dances on a pole has a story to tell, one that led her to the stage.
My last year of college was set to be the best yet. Only a few months stood between me and the life of my dreams. Until my manager was arrested for embezzlement, our department was wiped out, and everything fell apart. I needed a job. I was willing to do anything to pay for school, hoping to simply survive. Desperate, I joined Soirée, the private party company that offered something no other did.
I wasn’t prepared for Roman, the boss who thought I was helpless and hated me as much as I detested him. Or, his best friend Reid, who assumed I was tougher than I was and pursued me in a way no one else ever had.
I never used a pole, yet I took my clothes off as men cheered. My past didn’t lead me there, though.
My story began with the secrets I told as I fell in love with two very different men.
And continued with the lies I weaved to keep us all from breaking.
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This book had me completely hooked from beginning to end. I don't think I even blinked while reading it, that's how good it was. Give me a book that has entanglements, lies, deceit and mistrust involved and girl I will devour that baby in a heartbeat. Cady is a girl who has had no luck when it comes to having a job. She keeps getting fired because she just doesn't have it in her to be a waitress. So her roommate's girlfriend has a plan and has cashed in a favor from Roman, the owner of a club she used to work at. When Roman meets Cady for the first time, he is like "no way in hell" he doesn't think Cady has it to be a burlesque show girl and never mind not having what it takes, but she doesn't look like the type who is confident and can handle that type of job. Who's going to show her the routines in such a short period of time??? But Roman hires her any ways. When Reid takes a look at their new girl, he knows the moment he sees her that he wants her and doesn't hesitate to stake his claim. Roman on the other hand, doesn't care because he has zero interest in this girl. He's still hung up on his ex who left him on their wedding day. Roman is charming, handsome, rich and the man can dance -- talk about sexxxxy! Reid is Roman's business partner and he's known him all his life. They do things together, even have gone as far as sharing the same girl before. But that didn't end well so they decided not to do that again. He is also a kick ass dancer. Cady may not be confident in herself, she feels like she shouldn't be in this type of industry because she obviously doesn't have the same body type as the rest of the girls in the show, but all the girls were very receptive to her and welcoming, so that really gave her a boost. She developed strong feelings for both Roman and Reid, even though she felt like she wasn't good enough for either one of them. If she only knew that she was the reason these two changed so much. She brought out the best in them. If it weren't for her, I don't know where Roman would have ended up at. I'm telling you guys, this book was to die for. When I first read the synopsis and saw those teasers, I knew I had to read it. I was itching to read it and now that I'm done, I want to cry because I want more. Even though it was pretty lengthy, it didn't feel like it because there was not one part boring in this book. From the moment I started I just couldn't sway myself from putting it down at all. Cady, Roman and Reid were one combination you don't want to miss out on reading about. Now I need more from a certain character in this book, he also needs his happily ever after!!
I stood there, a helpless bystander, as he gave her the same grin he’d always used on the adults to get himself out of trouble when we were kids. The one that said he was sweet and innocent and could be trusted. Lying asshole. Cady responded with a slow, lazy smile of her own, one filled with promises I couldn’t even comprehend.
Not happening. My fingers locked around her upper arm and I hauled her to her feet before I knew what I was doing. “I’ve got it,” I snarled in his direction before I half dragged her up the stairs and down the hall to my room.
With every step we took she sputtered like an angry wet cat and tried to shake me off. My grip only tightened. As soon as we were in my room, with the lights on and the heavy door locked safely behind us, I let her push me away.
“What in the hell are you doing?”
“You said you were exhausted.” I lifted my chin toward the bed in the middle of the room as I dropped my suit jacket on the floor and pulled off my tie. “Get some rest.”
“There’s no couch. Where are you going to sleep?”
I had my shirt unbuttoned and on the pile before I answered. “You’re a smart girl. You figure it out.”
As I reached for the button on my pants, she nodded once. “Okay. So, I’ll be in Andy’s room.”
I lunged for her as she was twisting the handle, squishing her body between the door and me, my hands on top of hers, halting her. I hadn’t been prepared for how she’d feel. She wasn’t built like my other dancers, shorter and curvier, but I hadn’t stopped to think about how soft that would make her body. It was oddly comforting, and I wanted to sink into it and let her surround me.
Fighting whatever craziness my mind had started to manifest, I put my mouth to her ear, needing her to hear me. “If you leave this room, I will spank your ass. I’m too fucking wasted to take on every man here, but don’t think I’m too far gone to haul you back to this room, tie you to the bed, and punish you.”
Glimpses of that scenario ran through my mind, making me instantly hard. I had no idea where the thought had come from. I’d never tied any woman to my bed, or any where else, and I sure as shit had never spanked anyone in more than a playful manner. It should have disgusted me.
We must have gotten a bad bottle of booze. It hadn’t been stored right or something. Maybe one of Alistair’s loser friends laced it.
Instead of throwing her head back into my face and breaking my nose, or reacting the way any sensible woman would, Cady’s breath caught and she shivered underneath me. Not from fear or cold, but because my words had gotten to her.
She moved her head back slightly, fitting it into the spot between my neck and shoulder. Neither of us said a word. Her scent, one I didn’t recognize, invaded my nostrils. I fought the urge to turn her around and kiss her, to beg her to let me fuck her against the door for the entire house to hear.
Her breathing grew more ragged by the second and I knew that she was feeling it, this undeniable attraction. She spun, her back to the door, perfect fat tits shoving into my chest, and I couldn’t think anymore. My fist wound itself into her hair, holding her in place, as I leaned down in slow motion, almost daring her to push me away, and captured her lips with mine.
She tasted like strawberries and whiskey, her mouth warm and captivating as she gave me exactly what I wanted. It wasn’t enough. I bit her bottom lip lightly, tugging it open, so my tongue could find hers.
Fingernails traced down my bare chest, exploring. When they ran over my abs, Cady groaned as if it was the most delightful thing she’d ever touched. The sound made my dick jump. I worked hard for the body I had, pushed myself to stay in shape, so I could accomplish all the things I wanted. It was a bonus to know she appreciated the effort.
Jealousy, that she got to touch me while I was acting like a saint and keeping my hands in PG zones, hit me. I broke the kiss and stepped back, ready to strip her out of the ugly baggy clothes she’d put on and worship her body. She wasn’t fooling me. I’d seen enough during practices and the performance to know exactly what she was hiding.
In spectacular fuckface timing, Andrew chose that moment to pound on the door. “Yo, asshole. You forgot your phone. Reid’s blowing it up.”
Cady ducked and spun away from the wood, backing toward the bed, eyes wide as they darted around the room. Before I could offer an explanation, or beg her to give me five minutes to get rid of the pest problem outside our door and get back to business, the brat smirked at me. Then she began to laugh.
“Well,” she dragged her teeth over her lip making me groan inwardly, “that was a surprise. No more alcohol for us.”
Andy knocked again.
“You get that. I’m going to go to bed. To sleep.” She clarified. “And then you’re going to come to bed. For sleep. So we can get up in a few hours and pretend this never happened.”
“That’s how we’re playing this?”
“Partners don’t have sex, remember? It’s against the rules.”
Fuck the goddamned stupid rules. I hated them. I was going to rewrite the employee manual first thing on Monday.
Cady chuckled, as if she could hear my thoughts. “No, you’re not. They’re good rules. You don’t want to sleep with me. You’re just drunk.”
“I said that out loud?”
She giggled again and I couldn’t stop my own answering smile. “You did.” She moved forward, pushing me out of the way slightly, and opened the door. “Give it to me,” she held out her hand.
“Come next door and I will,” Andy’s husky voice replied as he handed her my iPhone. “I’ll give it to you so dirty you’ll be begging me for more.”
Without a reply, she backed up quickly and slammed the door in his face. He obviously didn’t like his head attached to his body because I was going to remove it if he didn’t cut the shit.
“Here,” she didn’t wait for me to take it, but shoved the phone into my chest instead. “Call Reid. Tell him you’re too drunk to drive, that I’m not any better, and that we’re staying here. It’s been an,” her gaze settled on my stomach and her teeth scraped across her lips, “interesting first day at my new job and I’m exhausted.”
With a quick tug, her sweatshirt was over her head and on the floor, taunting me, before she face-planted herself onto the bed. “Good night.” It was no more than a mumble. The brat was out cold in seconds.
I didn’t dial Reid’s number. Or anyone else. He hadn’t been the only one who had called repeatedly. I especially didn’t want to deal with the force that was Livie tonight. Not when I was drunk and I had a hot as fuck woman in my bed.
No. Cady wasn’t hot. Cady was Ruffles, my employee. The bitter, snarky, clueless one. I wasn’t attracted to her.
She definitely wasn’t Brooke. I wanted my fiancé back. And only my fiancé.
Which is why it was perfectly safe for me to climb up onto the bed next to Cady. Friends could sleep in the same bed. The small width of the full size mattress wasn’t something I was used to, which was the only reason I threw an arm around her and hauled her back into my chest. She was soft and warm, which was why I dropped kisses onto her neck, inhaling her body spray, telling myself I loved the scent and needed to find out what it was.
It was all fine. Completely innocent. Nothing more.
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Carina has been writing and creating characters for as long as she can remember, allowing her to fall in love with the next man of her dreams with every new story. None of which are anything like boring Prince Charming. Thankfully, fate stepped in and granted her the ultimate wish - a life full of men. Carina lives in a picturesque New England town with her husband, the man who ruined the thought of all others, and two amazing sons who always keep her on her toes.
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The King has fallen!
While Stavros moves to take over Lars’s throne, the war for the entire kingdom begins. However, this is no ordinary war against Seelie or Unseelie. The real enemy is the most powerful object in the world. The Stone of Fail. Lars isn’t the only one the stone wants. Zoey Daniels is next on its list. And the stone will do whatever it takes to finally get the girl. With a battle on all sides and lives of those they love threatened fae, humans, Druids, pixies, and a certain sprite-monkey will have to come together to save the true King, along with the world, from destruction. Out of ashes, true heroes Rise from the Embers. Don’t miss the FINAL installment of the Dark/Light/Collector Series, where your favorite characters unite to try and protect those they love, and the earth from the ultimate opponent. Ember, Zoey, Kennedy, and Fionna lead the fight, but be prepared… Not everyone will make it out alive.  
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Stacey Marie Brown is a lover of hot fictional bad boys and sarcastic heroines who kick butt. She also enjoys books, travel, TV shows, hiking, writing, design, and archery. Stacey swears she is part gypsy, being lucky enough to live and travel all over the world.
She grew up in Northern California, where she ran around on her family’s farm, raising animals, riding horses, playing flashlight tag, and turning hay bales into cool forts. She volunteers helping animals and is Eco-friendly. She feels all animals, people, and environment should be treated kindly.       
  
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