![]() RSVP to my Marriage of Convenience I swore I would only get married if my life depended on it. Oh, the irony. Many things have happened over the last few weeks that I didn’t see coming. My family imploded. Our business was turned upside down. And someone threatened to harm me if I didn’t make good on my father’s promises. But the biggest thing I didn’t see coming? Foxx Carmichael demanding marriage. He’s doing it out of loyalty to my brother. I know that. But I can’t help but think if, through that deliciously hot, grumpy exterior, my bodyguard doesn’t have ulterior motives. There’s no denying the fire in his touch or the heat in his blue eyes. He protects me with a ferocity that leaves me breathless. He makes me rethink many things I thought I knew for sure—like my position on marriage. But how we dance around our fake relationship makes me wonder what part of this is pretend. None of it matters if he doesn’t admit he feels the same way. Our sham wedding will fall apart as soon as the threat is contained. But what happens if the flames between us burn everything to the ground first?
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![]() With the name Holliday, you’d think I’d be all about the Christmas season. Most years, I am, but this one not so much. Between my ex being a real Scrooge-in-the-backside, re-entering the workforce, wrangling my two children, and evading my eight-year-old’s questions about Santa’s existence, I’m struggling to believe in the magic myself. Enter Nick, my next-door neighbor. My very hot, single, fireman neighbor. He’s full of the seasonal spirit from hanging my outdoor Christmas lights to playing Santa for the local church breakfast. Funny thing about Nick, he kind of resembles the man in red, in a younger, sexier, silver fox way, complete with snow in his beard but rather tight abs suggesting cookies are not part of his diet when they are a staple of mine. Anywho, he’s sweet in a rugged sense, and if he were the man making a list and checking it twice, I’d like to be in his naughty column. Because something tells me being a little naughty-ish with Nick from next door might bring me tidings of comfort and restore my joy in this season. When he discovers I have a seasonal list myself, he’s determined to help me accomplish all the to-dos, only falling in love with my next-door neighbor wasn’t one of them. ![]() For most, death is final. For me, it was just the beginning… My mother gave up everything to save me. When she died last year, I thought my life was over, but Mami raised me to be a survivor. A fighter. And that’s just what I intend to do. Tucked away in rural Connecticut, the elite Hollow Oak University is the perfect place for a new beginning. The plan is simple. Keep my head down, focus on my studies, get my degree, and disappear. But the gothic campus is not the safe haven I had hoped for. Girls are vanishing without a trace. And, despite my efforts to remain unnoticed, trouble continues to stalk me. Trouble like the Blackwells and their pet serial killer. Alister, Nixon, Locke, and Everest are beautiful, brutal, and completely fixated on turning my fresh start into a nightmare. They already have blood on their hands—and now they’re out for mine. Eyes haunt me from the shadows, wanting to bring my dark past into the light. A vengeful phantom, ready to ensure that this time my death would be permanent. My secrets were always meant to stay buried... Will Hollow Oak become my graveyard? VIRGIN SACRIFICE is a twisted, why-choose tale of murder, mystery, and love, where the girl gets the psycho in the end. A slow burn, with enough tension to drown in; it is the first book in the DEAD GIRLS CLUB series and ends on a cliffhanger. ![]() I met the love of my life at ten years old. At sixteen, I gave him my heart. Three years later he was drafted to the NHL and moved across the country. Five years after, he’s back. And he’s meeting his daughter for the first time. I still hate him. Even if my heart says that’s a lie. *** At ten years old, she changed my life. At sixteen, I told her I loved her. Three years after, I left and broke her heart. Five years later, I’m coming back home to the surprise of my life. I hate her for it. Even though my brain says this is all my fault. ![]() From New York Times bestselling author Kristen Proby comes THE STAND-IN, the newest novel in her beloved Single in Seattle series, featuring Drew Montgomery! I don’t like my new boss. Not at all. London Ambrose is a spoiled billionaire’s daughter. And now she’s the new co-owner of the Seattlefootball team,but that doesn’t mean that she knows diddly squat about football. There’s nothing I hate more than having someone micromanaging me, shadowing my every move, and giving me their two cents on Every. Little. Thing. as I coach MY defensive line. I don’t care about new team jerseys and branding or answering her million and one questions about how I do my job. But, I can’t help but come to her defense when an old flame shows up and starts harassing her. I’m a Montgomery. We don’t let anyone mess with women. Now, I’m suddenly in a fake relationship, pretending to date the gorgeous billionaire and learning so many surprising things about this captivating woman that I just can’t seem to stay away from her. When the lines between our fake relationship and real relationship blur, and my initial distaste for her turns into desire, I find myself coaching the most important game of my life - do I let my guard down or do I let London Ambrose walk away forever? ![]() Dear Sneaky Santa, I'd like to have a word about your sense of humor. Was it really necessary to stick me, a professional hockey player nursing an injury and avoiding the media, in an isolated cabin with a bratty, boot-designing princess who seems to have made it her mission to despise me? I mean, come on, what did I ever do to you? And let's talk about our first encounter. Was it your intention for her to barge in on me while I was enjoying a soak in the tub? It wasn't exactly my finest moment, and I'm sure she didn't appreciate the view of my massive body floundering around as I tried to grab a towel. Now, I'm stuck with her, thanks to a mutual acquaintance, in the middle of a snow blizzard, navigating through bear attacks, sketchy neighbors, and whole lot of tension. I had plans, Santa, plans to escape to Cabo and forget about the world, not to be trapped with a woman who thinks I'm unworthy of her time just because she can't stand hockey players. Oh, and speaking of our delightful Iris, she's stingier with her food than Scrooge was with his pennies! I'm not asking for a feast, but a guy's got to eat! And could you possibly turn her yippy dog into a reindeer or something? It would certainly add to the Christmas spirit and save my eardrums. I'm trying to rediscover the meaning of Christmas, and you throw me into this chaos? Is this some kind of test, or are you just having a jolly laugh up there in the North Pole? So here's my Christmas wish, Santa: sprinkle a bit of your magic and either get me out of here or be a Cupid and ignite a fiery, undeniable passion between us, because right now, this scenario is frostier than a snowman. Slapshotting Through the Snow, Kyler Blanchette ![]() An all-new dark standalone romance from the USA Today & Wall Street Journal bestselling author, Shantel Tessier. Carnage is based in the Lords' world and can be read as a standalone. A PUPPET The men in the secret society known as the Lords think they rule the world. And in a way, they do. Each has sold their soul to the devil at a young age in exchange for power and wealth. Like anything else, they have different levels of success. The more they’re willing to serve, the more power they have. Among them are the Spade brothers, who run Carnage. It’s where the Lords who have not held up their oath go to live out the rest of their lives in shackles. Tucked away from the world as if they never existed. I VOW. YOU VOW. WE VOW. I once belonged to a Lord—Saint Beckham Carter. Although nothing was holy about him, I still kneeled as if he could grant me eternity in a world where only evil existed. At the time, I willingly vowed to be his and allowed him to share me with his “brothers.” But things changed. And what I thought couldn’t get any better got exceptionally worse. So I did the only thing I could and ran from him, knowing I could never return. Now he’s found me and dragged me back to his hell, where he will make me his pet. The world already thinks I’m dead, so no one will miss me. And I’m just another name on a long list of those who will never know freedom. What he doesn’t know is why I ran from him in the first place. A Lord doesn’t listen to reason, so it’s not like he’d care anyway. Saint was born a Lord, and he will die as one. If life has taught me anything, it’s that we all pay for our sins. And Saint will never let me forget that my place is at Carnage, serving him on my knees until death is granted. |
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