Title: All I Want for Christmas is a Biker
Collection: Thirteen Bikers for Christmas
Author: Janine Infante Bosco
Genre/Tropes: MC Holiday Romance; Single Mom Romance; Badass Nomad Biker
Release Date: December 1, 2024
 .jpg) The open road is the only home a nomad ever needs.
I don't need roots, I just need to ride.
So inheriting my mother's house, and the tenants that come with it, is more of a dilemma than a dream.
Now I'm stuck in New York for at least six weeks and the only way to get back on my bike is to sell.
The sexy single mom with the smart mouth in apartment 2B is determined to make trouble.
I don't give a damn about her rights, her kids, or her holiday plans.
And I'm not exactly what you'd call a law abiding citizen.
Lucky for Daniela, the house needs more work than I thought.
We agree to a truce: she'll go peacefully in exchange for more time.
But the more I get to know her and the boys, the less I feel the call of the road.
And when she finally admits what she really wants for Christmas, I'll have to make the hardest decision of my life.
 
   
  
 
Janine Infante Bosco lives in New York City and is an USA TODAY Bestselling Author. When she was thirteen, she began to write her own stories and her passion for writing took off as the years went on. At eighteen, she even wrote a full screenplay with dreams of one day becoming a member of the Screen Actors Guild.
She writes emotionally charged novels with an emphasis on family bonds, strong willed female characters, and alpha male men who will do anything for the women they love. She loves to interact with fans and fellow avid romance readers like herself. When she isn't writing, she is busy planning the Tempted & Tantalizing Author Event, an annual book signing in her hometown of Staten Island, New York. She also recently started a mystery box subscription services that caters to bad boy characters and the various authors who write them. She is proud of her success as an author and the friendships she's made in the book community but her greatest accomplishment to date would be her two sons Joseph and Paul.     
   
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Dreams That Bind Us
-- EXCERPT: James jack-knifed in the bed, his hands reaching for the woman who always seemed to hover just out of his reach. He found nothing but air. Sucking in a deep breath, he slumped against his pillow and groaned, grinding his palms into his eyes. It happened every night now: an amazingly erotic dream of a mystery woman with curly, blonde hair and eyes the shade of mesmerizing teal, similar to the waters surrounding the island. He could barely see her face, as if she were standing in a fog. But it was the silky locks and hypnotic gaze that always drew him in. His hand wrapped around his rock-hard cock and squeezed, hissing at the sensation. The dreams had started when he’d moved to Key West months ago, yanking him awake and leaving him aching for more. Hell, he hadn’t been this horny since he was eighteen years old, and it was for a woman who didn’t exist. He padded to the bathroom and braced against the cool porcelain counter, staring at his reflection. There were dark circles under his eyes now, probably from the lack of sleep, and he really needed to shave. He ran a hand over his bristly chin and grimaced. He’d grown lazy since he left New York. If she were alive, his mother wouldn’t be pleased. She would remind him that, “you never get a second chance to make a first impression.” A pang of heartache hit at the thought. It had been six months and it still wasn’t any easier. She’d passed quickly from a stroke in her sleep, so she hadn’t suffered. Now the misery was all his because he never had a chance to say goodbye. If only he had made the time. He huffed out a sigh and drummed his fingers on the sink. It was time to get his life back in order and somehow figure out how to get that intoxicating figment of a woman out of his head. If that was even possible. 
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Forever We Fall: A Dark MM Romance
-- EXCERPT: “To the headmaster’s office.” “Thank you.” I stand and reach for my bag. “Thank you?” he scoffs. “Why on earth are you thanking me for that?” One day, he’ll learn not to speak to me in front of the class. If he has any semblance of a brain, it’ll be today. I sling my bag over my shoulder and head for the door. When I’m on his level and standing several inches taller than him, I grin. “It will give us, Bridgeport and me, a chance to discuss your subpar teaching skills and your nightly visits to a certain student’s room.” The class gasps. “Plus, the headmaster’s office has to be more interesting than this class.” Before he can formulate a response, I’m out the door and headed for the main office. The classroom erupts into chaos behind me. I’m smiling for the first time since I arrived at this awful place. Have I actually seen him visiting another student’s room? No. But he doesn’t know that. And I like to fuck with people. They’re pretty easy to manipulate. I don’t know why, but people always have been. Easy to read. Easy to influence. Puppets, most of them. No one is in the hallways. All the tenth through thirteenth years are in class. They separate us from the first through fifth, sixth through ninth, and then the rest of us. I haven’t seen the whole school come together, but I heard they do for the beginning and end of the year celebrations. Can’t wait. I exit our building, head across campus, and shove through the main office entrance. The place is bustling. A lady behind the desk is on the phone. Or should I say the lady, as in the only one? I sit in the waiting area, put my backpack on the chair beside me, and drink her in. Blond hair pulled back at the nape. Glasses sit on the bridge of her nose. A cardigan hugs her shoulders and meets with little buttons at the center of her chest. Her breasts aren’t large, but they’re the biggest in these parts. They’re big enough to fill my mouth and tempt my tongue. She clocks me and automatically gives me the hold-on-a-minute finger. Then her gaze meets mine. Her pink lips part. Her throat works on a big swallow. She turns in her seat and faces the wall. A blush creeps up the side of her neck, and she fidgets with her hair. Yeah, she remembers me. I chatted her up real good while my father signed my life away. She made things bearable. She can make things better than bearable. Just the warm, wet spot I need to forget about this horrid place for a bit. My smile is back. It’s a good day. The door opens, and Headmaster Bridgeport enters. He holds the door for a big man with wide shoulders and a civil smile on his lips. A smile that I don’t buy. Not for one pence and not for one second. There’s evil behind his gaze. Now I’m the one swallowing. Gulping really. The hairs on the back of my neck go up. My pulse thrums in my stomach. “Sit there.” The man’s fat index finger points toward me. I fight the urge to squirm, and I don’t fucking squirm for anyone. “I’ll speak with the headmaster.” Threat coats the man’s words. No one else seems to pick up on it, though. Not the secretary. Not the young office workers in the back. Not the dumb-as-dirt headmaster. His dog, that ugly motherfucker, diverts from his master’s office to cower behind Miss Booth’s desk. The only smart one of the lot. He can sense the bad coming from that guy and gets the hell out of Dodge. While the two men continue to the headmaster’s office, a guy materializes from behind the nightmarish man. His spine is ramrod straight, and his chin is high. He looks strong and regal and also scared out of his fucking mind. No one else could probably tell, but I’m sneaky and stupidly good at reading people. It’s a gift…and a curse. His eyes are intent on the man, hyper-focused, even as he sits with perfect posture. He releases a small bag gently on the floor. It’s a ratty duffel the size of a carry-on. There’s a wince as his ass meets the chair two away from mine. He favors his right side as though sporting an injury on his left. His hands are fists, and his jaw is screwed so tight it looks like he’s about to crack a molar. The door closes, and the evil man disappears. It’s as if the guy next to me takes his first breath of the entire day. It practically shakes the damn room. He blinks as though just taking in the world around him. He clocks the secretary first but doesn’t really see her and all she has to offer. Maybe he doesn’t yet know that she’s the only slice for miles. Looks like he’ll learn soon enough. This is for sure the new kid everyone’s buzzing about. He’s wearing a bespoke suit that’s two sizes too big for him instead of the school uniform. If I’d seen him before, I’d remember. His isn’t a face I’ll forget. 
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Last Call
-- EXCERPT: Last Call, Love At Last #1 “Please, Jordan. Tell me there won’t be any more contracts to sign.” 
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Title: Jingle Belle's Biker
Series: Thirteen Bikers for Christmas
Author: E.C. Land
Genre/Tropes: MC Holiday Romance; Grumpy/Sunshine; Strangers to Lovers; Opposites Attract; Ex Drama; Teacher; Nomad
Release Date: November 29, 2024
.jpg) It’s Christmas and people’s homes are on the line.
Saint
There’s nothing better than being on the open road. I don’t belong to any club or place for long. I’m a nomad for a reason. The day I’m offered for a place in December came, I took it. It was supposed be simple.
But there’s nothing simple about it.
Not when it comes to the pretty buttoned up teacher. She’s turning life upside down and making me see things different.
Christmas is meant for peace and joy. But my job brings none of that. I have to make some decisions. Do I want to move on, or risk everything for a Christmas with the one woman who has jingled up my life and a forever bow?
Time’s running out and I might not be given a chance to offer her anything at all…
E.C. Land grew up in the country and has it deep in her bones. As she grew up, if she wasn’t out on the ball field or playing in the woods, she had her nose stuck in a book. Now she writes romantic suspense stories, specializing in MC (motorcycle club) romance. She plans to broaden her writing horizons in the near future and move into other forms of romantic suspense. When she’s not writing, she’s spending time with her husband, three kids, and fur babies.
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Men in Books Aren't Better by Lisa-Marie Potter & Amanda Nelson- Book Tour with Excerpt & Giveaway11/27/2024 Contemporary Romance Date Published: November 25, 2024 Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Pressured by her looming deadline and an unfinished romance manuscript, author Molly Covington applies her immersive research skills and goes all in. She hires a male companion for inspiration during three days of research in Las Vegas. Enter sexy, confident Jared Washington—an extreme sports enthusiast and relationship skeptic who moonlights as a Plus One male companion. Molly’s contract puts him within arm’s reach of buying his own business and making his dreams come true. The chemistry between her and Jared is surprisingly easy. Before their Vegas rendezvous comes to an end, one of them will need to lay all their cards on the table to discover if they’ll be lucky in love.
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Molly Searching for an escort was not the same as searching for porn. At least, that’s what I kept telling myself as I hit enter on my keyboard. Holding my breath, I waited as the list of results⎯Elite Males, Premium Gigolos, Stags R Us⎯populated my laptop screen. I perched on the edge of my black leather desk chair in my home office overlooking the Seattle harbor. All the entries sounded like adult films. Each one screamed precisely what to expect, which made choosing any one in particular impossible. With one eye shut and a tentative finger, I clicked on the top entry, Elite Males. An obscene amount of oiled flesh filled most of my monitor—a close-up photo of a smooth-chested guy flexing his defined muscles while lying on his back. The shot highlighted his torso and prominent tattoos, capturing only his lips and chin; he was clean-shaven, and his jaw was also, for some reason, shiny. Ugh! Too much! The home page wasn’t quite as bad as I’d expected but still cringe-worthy: almost laughable. The guy in the image provided what was supposed to be an enticing, yet exaggerated, display, which I assumed⎯combined with his other “talents” listed in the reviews that read like porn⎯must have earned him his five-star rating. To each his own. The parts of the man I could see on my screen were considered conventionally hot. However, after reading the list of customers’ erotic comments, I swallowed back the bitter tang filling my mouth. I felt dirty just looking at his image⎯and desperate. But I guess, for all intents and purposes, I was. My deadline from my publisher loomed overhead, and I had no manuscript to submit. My stomach rolled. “It’s been a year, Molly,” Renee had said last week after huffing into the phone. “The editors expect something after that advance. Your reputation will only buy you so much time. Can you at least give me the first fifty pages so I can appease them? Try to barter an extension?” Picturing Renee’s scowl was easy⎯an otherwise non-existent crinkle above the bridge of her button nose, with her perpetual bold lips in full pout mode. A cold sweat broke out across my forehead. “I’ll get you something soon. I promise.” My hollow words sounded more like a question as I brushed off the brittle ends of hair that flaked onto my sweatshirt, an inevitable consequence of straightening my Jamaican locks with my flat iron. However, my hair wouldn’t have done that if I hadn’t fallen asleep at the computer the night before, attempting to muscle out some words that never came. I should have just gone to bed at a decent hour with my silk hair wrap. “Look, Molly, you’ve been a real trouper since breaking off the engagement with Enrique. But I think gifting your cousin your non-refundable venue for her wedding was…a mistake. Admirable, but a mistake nonetheless.” About the Author Amanda and Lisa-Marie are a co-writing team of best friends who share imaginary worlds, including a short story, Shivers, published in Moments Between. Lisa Marie Potter (BIPOC) is a mom of four who grew up in Nottingham, England, and now resides in Alaska with her husband and golden retriever. Amanda Nelson grew up in Maryland and moved to Arizona, where she attended college and currently lives with her husband and four kids. Both women are members of the Author’s Guild and were part of a Manuscript Academy Podcast featuring their writing and critique group. They also review books on their socials, hike the Olympic National Park, and fight over the same fictional crushes. Contact Links
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Title: A Biker for Noelle
Collection: Thirteen Bikers for Christmas
Authors: Crystal Daniels & Sandy Alvarez
Genre: MC Romance; Holiday Romance; Age Gap
Release Date: November 27, 2024
.jpg) NoelleI fled, determined to protect my younger brother from harm. Packing whatever we could fit into my old car, we hit the open road, leaving behind the troubles that haunted us. Our journey led us to Ember Falls, Montana. The small town is alive with holiday spirit, adorned with twinkling lights, Christmas garland, festive mistletoe, and a glimmer of hope that this could be our new sanctuary. We needed a warm place to stay. I needed money. The local bar had a HELP WANTED sign in the window. Little did I know that entering that bar would change my life forever. Easy It's Christmas time in Ember Falls, and the town is bustling with tourists. The club is thriving, and life is uncomplicated for now—just how I liked it. Until I laid eyes on Noelle. I could tell she didn't belong in my world when she walked into my bar looking for a job. Her troubles could potentially bring unwanted danger to the club, but that doesn’t stop me from wanting her and claiming her as mine. Ember Falls transformed into a deadly hunting ground when a sinister stranger arrived, threatening unimaginable bloodshed if his demands weren't met. He’s seeking something he can never have—my family. With danger lurking at every corner, I vowed to protect them at all costs, even if it meant sacrificing my life. 
  
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Title: Christmas on Serenity Mountain (The Serenity Mountains Series, #9) Author: Cassie Colton Genre: Holiday/Romantic Suspense/Medical Romance Release Date: November 26, 2024 Hosted by: Buoni Amici Press, LLC.
The holidays are a time of reflection and redemption...
Reflecting on the year's events, Kassie Winters recognizes the blessings and hardships her friends and family have endured this past year. Through a series of losses and gains, she knows that her life is finally on the right track and heading in the right direction, especially now that the Winter's Foundation is generating recognition for its life-changing work.
But when a stranger from her past shows up without warning, everything changes, and Kassie's perfect world is upended. Now, she's forced to dig deep to find forgiveness that she's not sure she can muster. As chaos threatens Serenity, those she loves are struggling and battling illnesses. Suddenly, Kassie faces her demons while still caring for her friends and family. But when it seems the darkest before dawn, they are saved from an unexpected source. Will this Christmas miracle give Serenity the peace it's hoped for all along?
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“This is Kassie. Send the ambulance to Joe and Maddie’s and alert Dr. Petty to the ER for a possible stroke.” “What? Kassie?” Maddie exclaimed as she watched Kassie lay Joe back against the pillows on his side. “Hang on, Joe. Everything will be fine.” “I love you, Little Bit,” he told her, his mouth drooping. “I love you, too. Keep fighting, Joe. Our family needs you,” she encouraged as she smiled and attempted to remain calm. “Take care of Maddie,” Joe whispered as he gazed at her. “Always,” Kassie assured him as her heart raced. The team rushed in. Kassie stepped back to allow them to do their job. She reassured Maddie, “I’ll take care of him.” They rushed him to the ambulance and sped back to the hospital. “I’ll keep you posted. We caught it early, Maddie. It’s a good thing.” Kassie hugged her tightly before racing to her truck. Kassie followed them as they raced him down the hall. One minute, she sat on her deck, planning Tori and Jose’s first Christmas with them as a family, and now her heart filled with dread. Joe needed to pull through. He remained her rock. After the lonely years of spending Christmas alone with Em, she longed for the day Joe and Maddie spent the holidays with her family. They hadn’t created enough memories yet. Without Joe, Christmas wouldn’t be the same on Serenity Mountain.
Cassie Colton is a best-selling and award-winning author of romantic suspense, military, and contemporary romance. Always an avid book reader and storyteller, she worked for one of the happiest places on earth. There, she found her love for making magic and happily ever afters. The Serenity Mountain Series begins her author journey, detailing the lives of former military men and women who have lost their way and found peace on Serenity Mountain. Like in every story, her characters have to fight through adversity to find happiness ever after. Like life, Cassie writes about character struggles that sometimes become dark before they see the light, but she always provides a happy ending. She believes everyone deserves to find happiness and love because it is the only thing worth fighting for. She now lives in Virginia with her wonderful family and service dog, Leia. She enjoys gardening, flowers, cooking, and learning about beekeeping.
Title: Merry with Me
A Kincaid Brothers Series Companion Novel
Author: Kaylee Ryan
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Tropes: Small Town, Grumpy/Sunshine
Standalone Holiday Romance
Release Date: November 26, 2024
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NYT and USA Today Bestselling author Kaylee Ryan brings you a new grumpy-sunshine standalone holiday romance
Blakely
When my boss tells me I’m taking over the planning of the annual Christmas gala, I can barely contain my excitement. Not only is it a huge opportunity, but I also love all things Christmas.
I’m on cloud nine until I realize I have to work closely with the grumpy doctor, who is my opposite in every way. He loathes the holidays. At least that’s what he says. His eyes tell me a different story.
That’s why I make it my mission to make him fall in love with Christmas. That’s our family motto after all. I’ll make him love the holidays harder than ever before. How hard can it be?
Oliver
My contract states I have to serve on a committee. When I fail to submit which committee I’d like to work on, I’m assigned the Christmas gala. Me… the guy who detests the holiday.
In years past, I let the marketing manager handle it all. I was there if she needed me. She never did. I expected more of the same this year, but it turns out, I get more than I bargained for. I didn’t anticipate her. Miss Ray of Sunshine, assistant manager.
That’s how I find myself attending holiday events and attaching myself to her any way I can. She’s trying to make me fall in love with Christmas. Instead, I’m falling in love with her.
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New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author Kaylee Ryan has been crowned the Queen of Swoon by her readers. With nearly fifty romance books under her belt, she’s known for penning happily ever afters with heart. When she's not writing, you can find her with a book in her hand or hanging out with her family where she resides in her home state of Ohio.
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Men in Books Aren’t Better by Lisa-Marie Potter & Amanda Nelson- Book Blitz with Excerpt & Giveaway11/25/2024
Men in Books Aren’t Better
Goodreads / Amazon / Barnes & Noble / iBooks -- EXCERPT: Searching for an escort was not the same as searching for porn. At least, that’s what I kept telling myself as I hit enter on my keyboard. Holding my breath, I waited as the list of results—Elite Males, Premium Gigolos, Stags R Us—populated my laptop screen. I perched on the edge of my black leather desk chair in my home office overlooking the Seattle harbor. All the entries sounded like adult films. Each one screamed precisely what to expect, which made choosing any one in particular impossible. With one eye shut and a tentative finger, I clicked on the top entry, Elite Males. An obscene amount of oiled flesh filled most of my monitor—a close-up photo of a smooth-chested guy flexing his defined muscles while lying on his back. The shot highlighted his torso and prominent tattoos, capturing only his lips and chin; he was clean-shaven, and his jaw was also, for some reason, shiny. Ugh! Too much! The home page wasn’t quite as bad as I’d expected but still cringe-worthy: almost laughable. The guy in the image provided what was supposed to be an enticing, yet exaggerated, display, which I assumed—combined with his other “talents” listed in the reviews that read like porn—must have earned him his five-star rating. To each his own. The parts of the man I could see on my screen were considered conventionally hot. However, after reading the list of customers’ erotic comments, I swallowed back the bitter tang filling my mouth. I felt dirty just looking at his image—and desperate. But I guess, for all intents and purposes, I was. My deadline from my publisher loomed overhead, and I had no manuscript to submit. My stomach rolled. “It’s been a year, Molly,” Renee had said last week after huffing into the phone. “The editors expect something after that advance. Your reputation will only buy you so much time. Can you at least give me the first fifty pages so I can appease them? Try to barter an extension?” Picturing Renee’s scowl was easy—an otherwise non-existent crinkle above the bridge of her button nose, with her perpetual bold lips in full pout mode. A cold sweat broke out across my forehead. “I’ll get you something soon. I promise.” 
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