One emotional night slinging tequila shots and singing karaoke with the Hawks defenseman turns into more than I bargained for. A wicked hangover, an eviction notice, and a marriage proposal.

If Torsten and I wed, he can fulfill a promise to his grandmother and the debt I’m drowning in will be paid by his trust fund. It’s a win-win, an easy and straightforward arrangement between friends.

So what if my friend has piercing blue eyes, a sensual smirk, and a body that occupies my dreams? It shouldn’t matter that Torsten understands my past and makes me feel safe.

Except it does. Because if I give my heart to my husband, how will I survive our eventual divorce?

What the hell was I thinking? Did I seriously just propose marriage to a woman I’ve spent a total of fifteen hours with, in group settings, over blueberry pancakes?

Yes, yes I did.

We’re quiet as we walk, both of us lost in our thoughts. Except mine swing from angry to needy to frustrated. I hate that Rielle questioned our friendship, as if I don’t give a shit about her. I know we aren’t close and don’t really know each other but does she seriously think I treat her the same way I treat puck bunnies? Her accusation stung and it shouldn’t have because it’s the perception I’ve spent years cultivating.

I just don’t like that it worked on her.

Then, there’s the fact that she’s obviously in some kind of trouble. Four hundred and seventy thousand dollars? Really? That’s not normal credit card or student loan debt. That’s serious, life-altering, damaging debt. Is someone trying to shake her down? Is that why she has bruises on her arm?

Jesus. I scrape a hand over my face, glancing at Rielle from the corner of my eye. She keeps her head straight ahead, her footsteps even, her shoulders pulled back. I couldn’t get a read on her if I was a fucking mind reader.

But marriage? No, I didn’t propose marriage. I proposed something different. A transaction. And she knows it.

A Jersey girl at heart, Gina has spent her twenties traveling the world, living and working abroad, before settling down in Ontario, Canada with her husband and three children. She’s a voracious reader, daydreamer, and coffee enthusiast who loves meeting new people. Say hey to her on social media or through www.ginaazzi.com.

Erin Satie is joining us for the release blitz of her historical romance, Book of Love! Check it out and be sure to get your copy today!

Title: Book of Love

Author: Erin Satie

Genre: Historical Romance

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She’s trying to make ends meet. He’s out for a bit of fun.   Cordelia Kelly is busy, focused, worried about the future of her fledgling bookbinding business. When a handsome man stops her on the street to pester her with questions, she gives him the consideration he deserves: none. That handsome man happens to be the Duke of Stroud, and he finds Cordelia’s hostility hilarious. He gives chase, if only for the pleasure of provoking her again.   He thinks life is a game. She doesn’t play around.   Within days of meeting Cordelia, Stroud sets a marching band on a matchmaking mama, defaces a local monument, and ropes Cordelia into a round of his favorite game. In that same time, Cordelia stitches together the complete works of Mary Wollstonecraft, enthusiastically devotes herself to a petition demanding expanded legal rights for married women, and beats Stroud at his own game.   She defies all expectations. So does he.   Most people dismiss Stroud as a fool–himself included. When Cordelia sees past his lighthearted facade, he’s terrified and also… in love? Stroud barges into Cordelia’s life, offering her all the material and sensual temptations she’s learned to do without. She usually has willpower to spare, but turning him down takes all of it, and then some. He’s oddly irresistible. Or maybe they’re perfect for one another.  

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The dog stood about eight inches tall and half as wide, exquisitely detailed, with shiny black eyes and a little pink tongue lolling out from its open mouth, painted toenails peeking out from a fringe of fur. Cordelia picked it up and, finding the statuette fairly light, turned it upside down. A scroll of paper poked out from the hole in the base. Ruby swore under her breath. “Have we fallen into one of your novels?” Cordelia asked, not entirely in jest. She plucked the paper from the dog’s belly and returned the sculpture to its spot—slowly, giving herself time to gather her courage—before carefully unrolling the note. Rules of the Game

1. You have one week to deliver Homer the Roamer to a new owner.
2. You may employ any and all means at your disposal.
3. Do not get caught!!!
4. If you are caught, you must try again.
5. Each attempt must be unique. Once a delivery attempt has failed, you must devise a new scheme.
6. Once you are successful, you may enter his new address into the Official Register at Stroud House.

A picture of two hounds rampant stamped in red wax marked the end of the letter, in lieu of a signature.”

About Erin Satie:

Erin Satie is the author of the dark and elegant No Better Angels series, historical romances set in the early Victorian period. She’s currently hard at work on her upcoming series, Sweetness & Light, which should be just as elegant but not quite so dark.   Erin is a California native who’s lived on the coasts and in the heartland, in tiny city apartments and on a working farm. She studied art history in both college and graduate school—research is always her favorite part of starting a new book.   Her favorite part of finishing a book, whether reading or writing, is the happily ever after.  

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Design a new logo for Morgan Financial Holdings, wow the judges with my mad skills, and bam. I get the job.

Easy, right?

Nope.

I didn’t account for the annoyingly gorgeous Easton Roman, strolling late into orientation like he’s God’s gift to women.

Puh-lease.

Acting as if already crowned champion, the jerk had the nerve to flirt with me!

<insert multiple expletives>

He may have everyone fooled, but I see him for exactly what he is.

Temptation.

Easton can do whatever he wants to steer me from my eventual victory, but two can play at that game. If I have to flirt back, I will. If he wants to kiss me, bring it on.

At some point in the game, it became real; our connection grew.

I thought when the judges selected the winner, it would end us. But what really shattered our relationship was something neither of us saw coming.

Insatiable Lover is a contemporary enemies to lovers romance inspired by Stuck-Up Suit.

I never expected this.

I didn’t want to go to another fraternity party, but when my friend pulls me in, I somehow find myself hiding in a corner with…him.

Dillon Connolly.

The smirking, so-called good guy with the shadows in his eyes.

A single glance, a sweet smile, and I let myself have one night of giving in.

I never expected her.

Elise Hoover haunts my dreams more than I care to admit. I never thought I stood a chance—until she said yes.

When a single night turns to two, I know I’m in over my head, but somehow, she makes me believe I can have anything.

Until the sun rises, and my past along with it.

I know I don’t deserve her, but now I have to fight to keep her…or save her from myself.

I was starting to lose hope.

Until a knock at my door came and God answered my prayers.

Except…uh…wrong prayer, God.

I’d definitely requested the big guy find me a drop-dead gorgeous man on more than one occasion…just not as my roommate.

Declan Tate talked me into interviewing him anyway.

While he was amusing and charismatic, I wouldn’t have been comfortable living with a man, so I regretfully declined.

Then cupcakes showed up at my door—freshly baked by Declan and just as sinfully delicious as he was.

You could say he was persistent.

I eventually folded. It wasn’t like I had another viable candidate anyway.

Plus, I was interested in someone else. And Declan was into another woman. So it wasn’t like anything would happen romantically.

After he moved in, the two of us became the best of friends. We even started to give each other advice on getting our crushes to notice us.

Eventually, Declan concocted an idea: we should pretend to be a couple to make our love interests jealous.

I was hesitant, but went along with it anyway. To my utter shock, his crazy plan worked.

Now I was dating the supposed man of my dreams, and my best friend had the woman of his.

But there was one problem.

I couldn’t stop thinking about Declan.

Those feelings we were trying to fake?

Yeah…I wasn’t pretending anymore.

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Four months ago, I left. ⠀⠀⠀

I’d driven thirteen hours to Everlee Falls, ⠀⠀⠀

Georgia, to live with my Gamma for senior year. I’d moved to give myself the chance to fall in love with a life that I’d missed out on for far too long.⠀⠀⠀

But he made the mistake of getting way too drunk one night and telling me all about the twisted ways of the dark, mysterious secret society he was about to be initiated into.

So, I steal an invite and show up as a belle.

And just like that night in the bar several months ago, Beau picks me out of the line-up to be his partner in debauchery for the next three months. I’ll get everything I ever dreamed of if I can just stick it out with him.

Beau thinks he’s in charge, making the rules of this game as we go, but he has no idea.

This is going to be fun…

Did you know that Amazon can deregister and delete your Kindle books, documents and all #Kindle contents ?  

You do not own the contents or books that you purchased. I am in shock! All of this is in fine print on your agreement. After buying three Kindles you would think I would know. I have more than 3000 books, assorted magazines and newspaper subscriptions.  Some sort of fraud on my account I have no idea but now they closed my #Kindle #Alexa #AmazonMusic and my #Prime 

THIS is so awful 

Check out this from Chicago Tribune

This from Nick Lekuona HERE Pretty interesting question.

99% of the eBooks you purchase are not actually “yours” in the sense we associate with physical goods. What you purchase is a license to keep and access the file containing the book and, through it, gain knowledge of the content, the story so to say, for an undetermined duration, that meaning “while you meet the terms and conditions of the seller AND the owner of the intellectual property”.

Most of the time this means that you’ll be able to read your eBook for years to come, as many times as you wish. Convenient and affordable, yes?

However, things can happen, and have in fact happened in the recent past.

WHY rent a movie when you can “own” right? NO not on Amazon Seeking legal action NOW

Today we are celebrating the release of the newest, romantic suspense title from Kaylea Cross. UNDERCURRENT is the first book in the Kill Devil Hills series and it just went live! Be sure to add the book to your TBR pile and follow Kaylea for exclusive updates about this new series. You can read an excerpt from the book below.

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Undercurrent by Kaylea Cross

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She’s looking to reinvent herself. After the worst two years of her life, Aspen Savich has just moved across the country to the Outer Banks, looking to start over and leave her painful past behind. But it follows her anyway, bringing consequences she never could have imagined. Someone is watching her. Targeting her—and they don’t care who gets in the way. She has no one to turn to except the sexy local mechanic who has found a way past all her defenses, never dreaming the kind of danger they’re up against. He’s about to have his world turned upside down. Tragedy made Coast Guard vet Bowie Davenport withdraw from the world around him. He’s lived in Kill Devil Hills his whole life, focusing on work and family. Being alone is something he made peace with long ago—until the sexiest woman he’s ever seen pulls up to his garage in a little red Woody asking for help. There’s no way he can say no, even with his unwanted attraction to her. He tries to fight it, but soon he’s fallen completely under her spell. And when the unthinkable happens, he won’t hesitate to stand between her and the deranged enemy bent on taking her life.

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“Okay, time for you to try my banoffee pie.” Aspen pulled away and went into the kitchen to slice them each a big piece, then came to sit next to him on the couch in the living room.

Setting one plate on the coffee table she’d painted, she cut a bite from the other with her fork and held it out to him, the look in her eyes soft and full of female appreciation as she held his gaze. “Here.”

Bowie leaned forward and slowly parted his lips, accepting the mouthful. The instant the creamy confection hit his tongue, he moaned. “Oh my God.”

“I know, right? Here, have another. Make sure you really like it before you start on your own piece.”

He slid the bite from the tines with his lips, the cool whipped cream blending with the tang of the banana, the sweet softness of the toffee, and the golden, crisp graham cracker base. He growled low in his throat, savoring the explosion of flavors and textures.

Aspen’s eyes darkened, the pupils dilating. “Good?” she whispered, staring into his eyes.

Yeah, it was good. But he was even hungrier for her. He wanted to taste her, take away her sadness and show her just how desirable she was.

Curling a hand around the back of her neck, he covered her lips with his. Aspen set the plate down and deepened the kiss, leaning into him while her hands moved over his shoulders, up his neck to twine in his hair. She tasted sweet, like sugar, and she was so damn sexy, her full, soft curves driving him insane with the need to see them naked.

He kissed her again and again, one hand holding the back of her head while the other slid down to cup her ass and pull her flush to him. The softness of her breasts pressed to his chest, making the front of his jeans even tighter. He was rock hard already, aching for relief, and he wanted it to come from Aspen this time instead of his own hand while thinking about her.

She moaned when he trailed his tongue down the side of her neck, tipping her head aside to give him more room. The motion pushed the tops of her breasts up higher, taunting him with the view of her cleavage. He slid his hand around to cup the underside of one breast through her dress, then lowered his face until he could nuzzle the tempting valley between the mounds.

“Unzip me,” she whispered breathlessly, gripping his head tighter.

The desire in her voice made the fire in him burn even hotter. He found and tugged down the zipper at the back of her dress. The fabric loosened and fell away from her shoulders and chest, revealing the sheer, lacy black bra encasing her breasts. His mouth went dry, lust blasting through him at the sight of those hard pink nipples pressed against the cups.

He slid his thumbs across them, more blood rushing between his legs at the unbelievably sexy sound she made, her eyes dropping closed in pleasure. He’d give her a whole hell of a lot more pleasure than that before they were through tonight.

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AUTHOR INFORMATION:

 

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Kaylea Cross writes edge-of-your-seat military romantic suspense. Her work has won many awards, including the Daphne du Maurier Award of Excellence. A Registered Massage Therapist by trade, Kaylea is also an avid gardener, artist, Civil War buff, Special Ops aficionado, belly dance enthusiast and former nationally-carded softball pitcher. She lives in Vancouver, BC with her husband and family.

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They call him the Sick Heart.

They say he’s a shameless monster.

They say he’s a ruthless killer.

They say he’s as twisted as the man who owns him.

They say a lot of things about Cort van Breda.

But in our world violence is money, and money is winning, and winning is life, and life is the only thing that matters.

Except… he wasn’t meant to win that last fight.

And I wasn’t meant to be his prize.

But he did.

And I am.

And now his sick heart owns me.

WARNING: This is a sweet love story adrift in an ocean of evil. It is about two survivors dealing with their darkest secrets while they fight to change their lives. It is for mature readers only and has descriptions of deeply disturbing situations. There will be pearl clutching.