Broken Series: South Side Boys #2 by Alexis Winter #Contemporary #Romance @givemebookspr


Title: Broken
Series: South Side Boys #2
Author: Alexis Winter
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 19, 2019
Blurb
“He wanted what
wasn’t his.”
He stops moving
but doesn’t let go of me.
He has a look in
his eye…Intense. Predatory. Claiming.
“But I’m not
yours either.”
“Tonight, you
will be.”
The moment she
made that stupid bet with me I should have walked away.
Pretend to be
her boyfriend at her high school reunion.
Instead, I lean in and whisper: “Girl, I’ll show you things you didn’t
even know existed and make other guys you’ve been with seem like boys.”
I knew I couldn’t resist her perfectly plump lips, the curve of her
delicious hips.
What I didn’t expect?
To fall for her. To crave her. To need her.
She thinks I’m just a reformed criminal with a history of bad mistakes
and prison time
But the truth is, the demons from my past are knocking down my door.
Tori Brennan may act like a tough talking ball buster
But I know better.
She wants everything I can’t give her.
Happiness, love, safety.
There’s only one thing I can give her…
A broken heart.
 
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He stops
moving but doesn’t let go of me. He has that same look in his eyes that he just
had talking about Billy.
Intense.
Predatory. Claiming.
“He wanted
what wasn’t his.”
I give him
a look, knowing this may well be the only chance I’ll have to try and take what
I want. And what I think he wants as well.
“But I’m
not yours either.”
Before I
know it, his lips come crashing down on mine, silencing anything else I could
say. And then he abruptly ends it, leaving me panting.
I want to
ask what that was, but I can’t, because he suddenly says the words I never
thought I’d hear.
“Tonight,
you will be.”
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Author Bio
Alexis Winter is a contemporary romance author who loves to
share her steamy stories with the world. She specializes in billionaires, alpha
males and the women they love. 
If you love to curl up with a good romance book you will
certainly enjoy her work. Whether it’s a story about an innocent young woman
learning about the world, or a sassy and fierce heroin who knows what she wants
you’re sure to enjoy the happily ever afters she provides.
When Alexis isn’t furiously writing her next novel, you can
find her exploring the Rocky Mountains, traveling, enjoying a glass of wine or
petting a cat.
You can find her books on Amazon.
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Rowan Revived by Taylor Danae Colbert #Contemporary #Romance @TayDanaeWrites @inkslingerpr @JessicaE_PR @NazareaAndrews


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Title: Rowan Revived

Author: Taylor Danae Colbert

Genre: Contemporary Romance

About Rowan Revived:

Miss Fix-It—that’s me. And when my sister and nephew are in danger, it’s my natural instinct to step in and get them out of Boston. The girl with the plan, always.

We land at the Rowan Inn—a charming bed-and-breakfast on the shores of the Chesapeake. A sweet little haven we’re hoping will bring us the peace we so desperately need.

Instead, it brings us Jesse Rowan, the gruff and grumpy son of the original owners. The same guy who is single-handedly sinking the Inn faster than an anchor in the bay. But we need a place to crash until I can figure out our next move, so I convince him to let us stay in exchange for help around the place.

At first, he’s rude, sarcastic, and standoffish. But after a few months of working around the Inn together, I realize he’s not as callous as he’d like us to think. And I realize that maybe the Inn isn’t the only project I want to take on. He needs some fixing, too.

But the Inn has to be just a pitstop for us. And as long as we’re on the run, Jesse Rowan can’t be my final destination.

 

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“Can I help you?” he asks again.

“No, thanks. We’re just waiting for the owners. We need a room,” I say. Before he says anything, I glare at him. “You know, you almost killed us back there.”

He looks at me with a tilted head.

“You were in the middle of the damn intersection,” he says, nonchalantly, as he makes his way around to the cab of his truck. He pulls out a long piece of wood, and carries it toward the front porch.

“You had a stop sign,” I say.

“It’s a stop sign,” he says. “Not a stop-and-wait-for-an-hour sign.”

I roll my eyes.

“We have a kid, asshole,” I say. My language catches him off guard, and he looks at me through a side-eye.

“I see that. So you should probably drive more carefully,” he says, walking back toward the truck to grab another piece.

I hear Millie snort from behind me, and I glare at her.

“Whatever. We will just wait around back for them to get back,” I say, ushering Caleb and Millie along.

“That’s fine, but the owner is already here,” he calls from the cab of the truck. I freeze.

“They are? Where?” I ask. A sly smirk tugs at his lips.

“You’re lookin’ at him. Mr. Asshole, at your service,” he says, tipping his hat, then pulling it back on his head tightly.

“What?” I ask. He doesn’t reply, he just walks past me with another piece of wood.

“The website said that a couple owned it, Mr. and Mrs. Rowan?” Millie asks. His attitude changes a bit with Millie. He stands a little straighter, looks her in the eye a little longer. I see him studying the black-and-blue on her face, but he looks away quickly.

“They’re dead,” he says, walking back to the truck. “I own this shithole now.”

I look up at the house. I remember the photos on the website–clean, stunning, so well-kept. And now, here it is, in shambles, like a tarnishing piece of silver.

“Who are you?” I ask. He turns to me, wiping a bead of sweat onto his sleeve.

“Jesse Rowan,” he says.

“Rowan?” I ask.

“Rowan. Like the sign!” Caleb says. Jesse looks down at Caleb, who’s back to stroking the dog. That smile tugs at his lips again.

“Like the sign,” he says.

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Taylor Danae Colbert is a romance and women’s fiction author. When she’s not chasing her toddler or hanging with her husband, she’s probably under her favorite blanket, either writing a book, or reading one. Taylor lives in Maryland, where she was born and raised. For more information, visit taylordanaecolbert.com.

 

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ALL THAT’S LEFT by Emma Doherty #CoverReveal @inkslingerpr @JessicaE_PR @NazareaAndrews @em_doh


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Title: All That’s Left

Author: Emma Doherty

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Day: October 24th

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About All That’s Left:

Izzy Kavanagh’s life falls apart when her mother dies. She is forced to move to the US and live with her absent father, who thinks money is the answer to every problem, and her twin brother Ethan, who she has barely spoken to in years.

 

She hates everything about the move. She hates that she’s forced to finish high school even though she’s already completed it in the UK. She hates that her father is controlling her and threatening to take away her inheritance if she doesn’t do as he says, even though he’s barely there and couldn’t care less about her. She hates that everybody already has an opinion on her based on her family name.

 

But what she hates above all else is having to see her brother every day in his perfect life where everybody worships him, because he chose this life over her and her mum.

 

And for that, she’ll never forgive him.

 

Title: All That’s Been Said

Author: Emma Doherty

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Day: November 7th

About All That’s Been Said:

Izzy Kavanagh hates her new life in the US; that much she’s made obvious. She’s done everything she can to alienate her twin, Ethan, and to prove she doesn’t want to be there.

She’s certainly succeeded.

Perhaps a little too much.

Suddenly the idea of having her brother hate her isn’t what she wants. Knowing her mother would be ashamed of her behaviour weighs on her mind, and the idea of having someone who cares about her isn’t so bad after all. Then there’s her brother’s best friend, Finn. No matter how much she wants to ignore him and pretend she doesn’t care about his opinion, he always seems to be there, and it’s getting harder and harder to act like she’s indifferent to him

But the damage has been done, and now all she can do is count down the days until she’s allowed to return to the UK and forget all about her time in the US.

That’s what she’s wanted all along…right?

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A chair is kicked out directly into my path, halting me in place. I turn to see where it’s come from and see Ethan is sat slouched in the chair opposite the one he’s shoved in my direction. Of course he’s in here. I should have thought about that, and I mentally kick myself for not thinking about him when I agreed to come in. My eyes scan around his table. It’s completely full. Every seat is taken, and there are people standing around on the edges, like they’re chatting to those that are sat down, only no one’s chatting right now. They’re all staring at me.

Ethan clears his throat and nods towards the only empty seat, which he’s kicked into my pathway. “I saved you a seat. Sit down and I’ll introduce you around.”

I pause whilst he stares back at me, his face totally expressionless unless you know him well and can detect the tenseness in his jaw. He’s not as comfortable as he’d like everyone to believe. We both know what this is. It’s a chance for me to slot into his life as his sister and take my place amongst his friends, to forget about the last six years. My eyes meet his and, just for a second, I see the hope that’s there before I shake my head.

No.

No, he can’t have it both ways. He can’t drop me as a twelve-year-old and then expect me to walk back into his life like nothing has happened. We can’t pretend the last five years didn’t happen and that he wasn’t there when I needed him. Neither of us say anything for a few seconds then I shove the chair back towards him with more force than is strictly necessary and go to move on.

“Izzy!”

I pause and look back at him. His eyes are still focused on me, but I’m acutely aware that it’s not just his eyes on me. His whole table is silent as they watch our exchange. “Just sit down, okay?”

“Yeah, come on, pretty girl. Sit with us.” I turn and see a grinning guy with light brown hair sat next to Ethan. It’s the same guy who was in my history class and wanted me to sit near him.

Ethan turns to face him. “Shut up, Logan. Didn’t you hear me this morning?”

The guy pales at the memory and the smile is wiped from his face. “Sorry, I’m just being friendly.”

“Well don’t,” Ethan snaps. He turns back to me. “Come on, sit down.”

“No, thank you.”

“Biz!”

I freeze completely, and my eyes find his. “Don’t call me that,” There’s a definite bite to my tone. Biz is what my mum used to call me. Ethan did too, to be fair, but I can’t hear that right now. Not when no one’s called me that since she died.

His eyes flash with annoyance. “Fine,” he bites out. “Take a seat, Isabella.” My eyes narrow, he knows I hate my full name and no one ever calls me it, not even teachers. I go by Izzy, as he knows full well. I shake my head and turn to walk away. “Actually, I heard you’re going by Kavanagh now.” There’s an edge to his voice that I’ve not heard before. “Been hearing all morning about the new girl Izzy Kavanagh.” Anger crosses his face, like it’s a personal insult to him that I’m not using the same surname as him. But why would I? I can’t stand my father, so why would I want his name? “Kavanagh,” he mutters like it leaves a bad taste, which is weird considering it’s his mum’s name too.

“I go by my mum’s name,” I tell him unnecessarily.

Your mum’s name?” he asks incredulously. “Yours?”

“Yeah, I think they know each other,” someone mutters nearby, and someone else replies, “No shit.” Apart from that, there’s total and utter silence from his friends as they watch our exchange.

Ethan doesn’t even notice them. His focus is solely on me as he shakes his head and his hands clench into fists on the table. “You’re unbelievable, do you know that? You finally decide to turn up after four days and then I hear you’re using Kavanagh. You’re a…” He stops himself from finishing and instead takes a deep breath, in through his nose and out through his mouth, as though he’s trying to calm himself down.

But I’m interested now. “I’m what?” I step towards him. This isn’t like him. Usually he’s happy-go-lucky. Usually he doesn’t show his real feelings; he’s an expert at covering them. “Finish your sentence, Ethan,” I say sharply.

He throws his hands up. “You know what? I should just be grateful you showed, right? That you showed up and are gracing me with your presence. That you’re not drunk for the first time in days. That I actually know where you are for once.”

My eyes bore into his. Why is he acting like he’s concerned? Why is he acting like he’s bothered about my behaviour? He can’t suddenly start acting like this after years of silence between us.

My silence just pisses him off further. “Or maybe I should just be thankful that we’re actually having a conversation, right? Because God knows you don’t talk to me anymore,” he mutters snaps.

Finally. Finally he’s not being the perfect all-American teenager who’s bothered by nothing.

“I don’t even know…” His voice trails off as he shakes his head, like he wasn’t actually aware of what he was saying.

“Speak up, Ethan,” I tell him, putting my lunch onto the table in front of me and crossing my arms. “Use your words. Formulate a proper sentence.” I say just because I want to see how far I can push him to get a reaction. “Even you can manage to do that.”

“You fucking bitch,” he snaps before he can think, and I start to laugh as there are shocked gasps around us. I’m amused because my perfect brother is finally losing his control and showing me some of his true feelings for a change.

“Whoa, whoa,” Finn starts, looking at him in surprise before glancing back at me. “We all just need to chill out.”

Neither Ethan nor I acknowledge him.

“Yeah,” Logan starts. “I think maybe you should go sit somewhere else, pretty girl.”

Ethan turns to glare at him. “Stop calling her that. I already told you guys to leave her alone. If I find out any of you guys have gone near her, I swear to God you’ll regret it.”

Finn looks startled at the anger in Ethan’s tone as I start to laugh and say, “It’s a bit late to start worrying about my honour, Ethan. That went a long time ago.”

He winces as he realises what I’m saying. At the look on my face, his wince turns into a glare. “Just shup up.” He turns to look back at his friends. “I mean it. She’s off limits.”

“We got it, E,” Finn assures him just as the blonde at Ethan’s side—the girl Pippa shied away from earlier, the one who’s been looking steadily more and more pissed off throughout our conversation—finally explodes. “WHAT THE HELL, ETHAN? Why are you telling people she’s off limits?”

He barely glances at her. “I’ll tell you later, Evie,” he says distractedly, dismissing her.

Evie. That’s the name of the girl I know I don’t like without even saying a word to her.

Ethan is reaching down and grabbing his bag, and he’s rounded the table before I tear my eyes away from Evie, having matched the look she’s giving me with one of my own. “Come on,” he starts, grabbing my arm. “I want to talk to you.”

I snatch my arm back from his grip. “Don’t touch me,” I snap. I already have one family member trying controlling me and telling me what to do. I don’t need another. “I’m not going anywhere with you.”

That seems to be the last straw for Ethan. “You are a fucking nightmare. Do you know that? I’ve been worried about you all week and you just turn up like nothing’s wrong. You are so selfish and…” He stops abruptly, clamping his mouth shut as he realises just how much we’re being scrutinised, but I want to hear more.

“Go on,” I tell him, my voice low. “Tell me what you think.”

He takes a deep breath. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that. Let’s just get out of here.”

I take a step closer to him. “Tell me what you think of me, Ethan,” I challenge quietly. I pause whilst he just glares back at me, his whole body radiating tension. When he doesn’t respond, I continue. “Do you want to know what I think of you?” There’s no need to raise my voice. There’s total silence around us, and it’s not just his table watching us anymore, but I don’t care. I’ve been itching to tell Ethan what I think of him for months, if not years, and if this is the place where I do it, so be it. I take another step closer to him. “I think that you are a pathetic excuse for a so—”

“WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?” Evie suddenly erupts from her place at the table. She stands and comes to face me, flanking Ethan on his left. “YOU DO NOT SPEAK TO US LIKE THAT.”

“I don’t remember speaking to you. Did I?”

Her jaw falls open. Clearly she’s not used to people speaking back to her. She crosses her arms over her chest and takes a step closer to me. “You need to be careful.”

I raise an eyebrow. “Is that so?”

“You don’t have a clue what you’ve just done.” Her dark blue eyes bore into me, and a smile takes over her lips. “You just made a big mistake,” she warns me. “You just committed social suicide, babe. I don’t care about your dumb accent or your designer handbag. You’re officially done here.”

“I’m done?”

“I’m gonna make sure of it. I’m gonna be your worst nightmare.”

Ethan’s head snaps to her in surprise, and he scowls in disgust. “Evie, stop. Don’t be such a bitch.”

She looks utterly flabbergasted that he’s defended me.

“I don’t need your help, Ethan,” I tell him.

He turns to me. “It would be really good if you could just shut your mouth right now, Biz.”

“Shut up.”

“What did you say?” Evie demands, pushing past Ethan to get closer to me. It’s obvious she’s getting more and more agitated that there’s something going on that she doesn’t understand.

“I said ‘Shut up.’ Want me to spell it for you?”

Her face turns red with fury and she leans towards me. “I don’t know who you think you are with that stupid accent—”

“British,” I interrupt her. “It’s a British accent. You might have heard of it? Collection of countries in Europe? The UK?”

She splutters for a minute. “Whatever. I don’t care where you came from—in this school you don’t speak to us like that, and you definitely don’t speak to Ethan Carlington like that. Do you even know who he is?”

I glance over at Ethan, who looks like he wishes he’d never bothered stopping me. “Yes, I’m aware of who Ethan Carlington is.”

“Well then you should know he’s not even on your level, babe. His dad owns this town, and if your family wants to settle in, it’s best not to piss off his son.”

Ethan’s jaw falls open at her words, and I wonder just how good she usually is at hiding her bitchy behaviour. I’ve no doubt this is her true character, but I wonder how often she actually shows it to Ethan and his friends, because the Ethan I knew would never tolerate this. He would never want to be around someone who behaves like this.

I tilt my head as I survey him. “Wow. Sounds like you’ve got a really great dad. Lucky you.”

He rolls his eyes at me in irritation, and it only infuriates her further.

“You’re done here,” she continues, glaring hard. “I wouldn’t even bother coming back if I were you.”

“Oh yeah?” I ask, taking a step towards her so we’re almost touching. She’s gorgeous, no doubt about that, and she definitely knows it, but she’s one of those girls who needs to make everyone else feel bad just to make herself feel better. “Why? What are you going to do?”

She smirks at me, and I can see it in her eyes. She thinks she’s going to shut me down the way she’s probably shut down countless girls before just because she doesn’t like something about them, or just because she’s bored. Either way, I can promise she’s not going to do it to me. “You just wait. You’ll regret ever stepping foot in this school. I’m gonna enjoy this.”

I grin and glance over at Ethan, who is staring at Evie in disbelief, like he doesn’t even recognise her. “Did you hear that, Ethan? Your little friend here is threatening me.”

“Could you stop trying to wind everyone up for just a second?” he snaps at me before turning to Evie. “And don’t talk to her like that. What is wrong with you?”

Evie’s face turns red at the reprimand. “I was just…I was sticking up for you.”

“Awww. It’s sweet that you want to fight your friend’s battles, but he’s a big boy.”

She turns back on me. “He’s my boyfriend,” she bites out, like it’s something I should just know. “And you can make sure you stay away from him.”

Of course she’s his girlfriend. Of course.

I start to laugh and look at Ethan, who looks positively mortified. “Seriously?” I ask. “This is your girlfriend?” I let my eyes sweep around the cafeteria, taking in the faces looking back at me. “Must be slim pickings around here if she’s the best you can do.”

It’s the final straw for Evie, and a growl leaves her mouth as she lunges at me, but Ethan catches her around the waist before she gets to me. He pulls her back, and she turns to look at him, hurt and confusion crossing her face. “Why are you defending her?” she asks him. “Why are you taking her side when she’s speaking to you like that?” She turns to look back at me. “Who are you?”

I stare back at her and let out a humourless laugh. “Who am I?” I step closer to her, my eyes boring into hers. I glance at Ethan, who is glaring back at me, before turning back to this girlfriend. “I’m his twin.” I pause as I watch her eyes widen in disbelief. “Who the hell are you?!”

 

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Emma Doherty was born in Yorkshire, England. She attended university in Newcastle before moving to London. She loves to travel, write, spend time with friends and family and hear from her readers.

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Truth by S.J. Sylvis @inkslingerpr @authorsjsylvis


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Title: Truth

Author: S.J. Sylvis

Genre: Contemporary Romance

About Truth:

There’s only one thing that stands in the way of having my name stamped on a big, fat check trailing with several zeros.

And it goes by the name of Reid King.

What is a totally average elementary school music teacher doing standing in a tour bus with the King of Music? I have no idea, but for some reason, the stars have aligned and the universe thinks I’m the one who can to help him. That, somehow, Reid King and I can collaborate on an album together and make him the authentic, raw, soul-crushing singer that he once was.

Reid King thinks I’m in over my head.

Heck, even I think I’m in over my head.

But that check will solve all my problems, and nothing will stand in my way of getting it. Not Reid King, or his devilish smirk, or his soul-gripping voice, or his talented fingers that roam effortlessly over a guitar. Not even the steely glances he throws my way every three seconds.

I’ll get that money and save my family from years of heartache. And maybe… just maybe… I’ll save Reid from his heartache, too.

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I shook out my shoulders and crossed my arms, leaning against a pole, appearing unbothered at the way the spotlights above Reid’s head cast an almost angelic hue around his body. I ignored the way his high cheekbones and angular jaw looked like they were cut from granite, stealing the breath right out of my body. His dark-brown locks were shining and bouncing like he was in a commercial for some high-end shampoo line that I’d never have the pleasure of using. My mouth ran dry as Reid closed his eyes and stood straight as Jackson and Finn started up the hymn for the first set. It felt like Reid was sucking my soul right out of my body as his mouth opened and the first line was sung.

A raspy, soul-crushing, feel-it-all-the-way-to-your-toes sound filtered through his lips, and right then, I was completely swept away. I was mesmerized. Unspoken for. What his voice did to my body was unspeakable. Reid King was just that. A king. He was a king onstage. He commanded everyone’s attention. He sang from deep within, not only feeling his own words as he sung but also commanding everyone else to feel them, too. I felt Reid King in my core, in my entire being.

I couldn’t take my eyes away, and I couldn’t ignore the way his voice, paired with his steely appearance, made me burn all over.

Reid King was a cold man, but he had an unbreakable fire inside of him. He made me burn from the inside out with desire.

A desire to feel like him.

A desire to love like him.

A desire to break like him.

He had the curse that not many people had. He felt all too deeply, and he made others want to feel it, too.

 

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I am an author, reader and a lover of all things coffee. I spend most of my time day-dreaming about my upcoming books, binge-watching Gilmore Girls while sipping on coffee, and playing with my sweet little Emma. Feel free to message me if you want to chat! I am an open book! XO

 

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The Billionaire’s Secret (The Billionaire Duet #2) by Nana Malone @GiveMeBooksPR @NanaMalone


 

 

Title: The Billionaire’s Secret
Series: The Billionaire Duet #2
Author: Nana Malone
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 17, 2019

 

Blurb

It was supposed to be a simple job. Go to the Winston Isles, stand in for my billionaire double for a few weeks.

But between the kidnapping attempt and accidentally falling in love with my bodyguard, things have been far from simple.

The good news, at least now the woman I love knows who I really am. The bad news is, no one else knows and someone is still trying to kill me.

I came to the Winston Isles to save my mother’s life, now I’ve got so much more than I bargained for. The trick will be to hold on to my brand new life and not get killed in the process.

 

 

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Zia…
Liar.
Conman.  
Duplicitous fuck.
As I leaned against the wall of the makeshift medical room we’d set up in the
penthouse, I thought about the two versions of the man I had started to fall
for.
 
Two versions of one of the richest men in the world. One of them was a
billionaire, Derrick Arlington. And the other was someone I didn’t know.
 
And currently, one of them was bleeding all over what looked like a massage
table.
 
I’d fallen in love with a mirage. None of what I’d felt had been real.
 
As the doctor Royal Elite had on call worked to patch up Derrick, I watched
them both. The resemblance was beyond uncanny. They were freaking identical.

 

No. You can tell them apart.


Right now, I could. But without the scruff and long hair, would I be able to?
 
I forced myself to take a closer look. To focus on what was different, what
stood out.
 
For starters, Theo, or whoever the hell he was, had broken his nose. There was
a slight bump in the ridge. It was barely noticeable, but it distinguished
them. That and the eyes, that stormy gray, surrounded by thick lashes. They
were the same shape and color, but Arlington’s were a little closer together.
Or maybe a little wider. It was hard to tell now as he had a cut above one and
it was nearly swollen shut.
 
Heightwise, they looked about the same, but I couldn’t be sure. They weighed
about the same. And I only knew that because I’d helped drag Arlington off the
beach with Theo, who had mumbled some bullshit about me not finding out that
way. And sorry, sorry blah blah blah. If I was being honest, the shock had
rendered me deaf and dumb right then.
 
But once the crisis was over, my voice was back, and I had a shit ton to say.
Starting with Liar. Conman. Duplicitous fuck.
 
It didn’t matter what form of explanation came out of his mouth. As far as I
was concerned, he was full of shit.

 

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Author Bio
USA Today Bestselling Author, NANA MALONE’s love of all
things romance and adventure started with a tattered romantic suspense she
borrowed from her cousin on a sultry summer afternoon in Ghana at a precocious
thirteen. She’s been in love with kick butt heroines ever since.
With her overactive imagination, and channeling her inner
Buffy, it was only a matter a time before she started creating her own
characters. Waiting for her chance at a job as a ninja assassin, Nana, meantime
works out her drama, passion and sass with fictional characters every bit as
sassy and kick butt as she thinks she is.
The books in her series have been on multiple Amazon Kindle
and Barnes & Noble best seller lists as well as the iTunes Breakout Books
list and most notably the USA Today Bestseller list.

Until that ninja job comes through, you’ll find Nana working
hard on additional books for her series as well as other fun, sassy romances
for characters that won’t leave her alone. And if she’s not working or hiding
in the closet reading, she’s acting out scenes for her husband, daughter and
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Reckless Rock Star A Cocky Hero Club Novel by Victoria Ashley #Contemporary #Romance @VictoriaAauthor @GiveMeBooksPR


 

 

Title: Reckless Rock Star
A Cocky Hero Club Novel
Author: Victoria Ashley
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Designs by Dana
Photo: Wander Aguiar
Model: Colton Benson
Release Date: TBA
Blurb
I was never supposed to want to keep her.
She was meant to be borrowed.
Mine for four days and not a day longer.
She doesn’t belong to me.
She belongs to someone else.
My brother…
The closest person I have outside of the screaming fans and paparazzi—a
constant in my new life— other than the whiskey I drown myself in to numb the
pain left by someone else.
But a secluded cabin in the woods and my ex who decided she’s not over me
forces me to go to the extreme in order to take control of my world again
before I lose it completely.
Unfortunately for me, my brother’s girlfriend is the only girl I haven’t
slept with and made fall for me, resulting in hating me in the end.
She’s my only option.
Sharing a room in a cabin with me is most girls’ dream come true, but for
Natalie, she claims it’s her worst nightmare. She thinks I’m a cocky bastard
and has always been good at destroying my ego.
I never realized when I asked to borrow her for the trip, that I’d feel
something I haven’t felt in a long time, or that I’d like the way she
pretends she doesn’t enjoy being around me.
Have you ever borrowed something and didn’t want to give it back?
Yeah, well, me too. And I’m starting to think she
should have been mine to begin with…

 

Author Bio
New York Times, Wall Street Journal and USA Today
Bestselling Author of the Walk of Shame Series.

Victoria Ashley grew up in Rockford, IL and has had a passion for reading for
as long as she can remember. After finding a reading app where it allowed
readers to upload their own stories, she gave it a shot and writing became her
passion.

She lives for a good romance book with bad boys that are just highly
misunderstood and is not afraid to be caught crying during a good read. When
she’s not reading or writing about bad boys, you can find her watching her
favorite shows.

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Catching Him by Aurora Rose Reynolds @auroraroseR @GiveMeBooksPR #Contemporary #Romance


 

Title: Catching Him
Series: How to Catch an Alpha #1
Author: Aurora Rose Reynolds
Publisher: Montlake Romance
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 27, 2019

 

Blurb
Leah Emerson isn’t looking for a man—she’s looking for the right man. But her mother’s idea of a great catch leaves her cold, and she’s pretty sure her cocky, arrogant, and way too good-looking new neighbor isn’t the one either. If only her wayward cat would stop jumping through his window, she could get on with her life.
Tyler Duncan moved into town for a new job, not to fall in love. But he always goes after the things he wants in life with steadfast determination…and he wants Leah Emerson. He wants her smiles, he wants her touch, and he definitely wants her in bed.
Unfortunately, someone else wants Leah—in the worst way. Now Tyler’s on a mission to protect the woman he’s falling in love with while proving he’s worth falling for, and Leah must decide whether Tyler is a catch worth catching…

 

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Aurora Rose Reynolds is a New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author whose wildly popular series include Until, Until Him, Until Her, Underground Kings and Shooting Stars.
Her writing career started in an attempt to get the outrageously alpha men who resided in her head to leave her alone and has blossomed into an opportunity to share her stories with readers all over the world.
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The Boyfriend Collector, Two by Mimi Jean Pamfiloff #Contemporary #Romance @MimiJeanRomance @givemebookspr


 

 

Title: The Boyfriend Collector, Two
Series: The Boyfriend Collector Duet #2
Author: Mimi Jean Pamfiloff
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 23, 2019

 

Blurb
From New York Times Bestseller Mimi Jean Pamfiloff comes the STEAMY Part Two and conclusion of The Boyfriend Collector.
My name is Dr. Bex Hughes, and I’m in love with a woman who cannot truly love me back. Unless I help her as my patient, and that is forbidden—a taboo in the eyes of the world and the worst professional sin for a therapist.
But what else can I do? Rose was once a real-life Cinderella. Now she’s wealthy, single, and free. Except she’s convinced that love is used to hurt people, family tries to murder you for money, and no one can be trusted. It’s all she’s ever known.
So I’m bending every rule I’ve ever lived by and helping her find her way to real happiness. Only, my self-control wears thin as I hear the details of Rose’s dating adventures. Can I prove I will love her unconditionally before my jealousy shatters her trust in me forever?
(Part Two of Two)

 

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MIMI JEAN PAMFILOFF is a New York Times bestselling author who’s sold over one million books around the world. Although she obtained her MBA and worked for more than fifteen years in the corporate world, she believes that it’s never too late to come out of the romance closet and follow your dreams.
Mimi lives with her Latin lover hubby, two pirates-in-training (their boys), and their three spunky dragons (really, just very tiny dogs with big attitudes) Snowy, Mini, and Mack, in the vampire-unfriendly state of Arizona.
She hopes to make you laugh when you need it most and continues to pray daily that leather pants will make a big comeback for men.

 

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UNCHAIN ME by Hayley Faiman @inkslingerpr @authorhayleyf #Contemporary #Romance


Today we have the release blitz for Unchain Me by Hayley Faiman! Check it out and be sure to grab your copy today!

Title: Unchain Me

Author: Hayley Faiman

Genre: Contemporary Romance

About Unchain Me:

Nineteen-year-old Bellarosa has lived the past three years locked away in a tower, freedom, being only a myth she could fantasize about.

She has tried to break free of her chains but has failed at every attempt. That is, until a friend turns a blind eye and allows for her to escape her confines.

The president of the Savage Beast MC is no easy role to play. Neither is being a single father. His focus has always been his club and his daughter.

At almost forty, Dragon is convinced he will never find a woman to call his own, not unless he buys her.

Both lost souls searching for freedom. Both stumbling upon one another. Unsure if they can trust each other. She searches for happily ever after. He will never be her prince charming.

When two people who learn to trust despite their pasts come together, they become an unstoppable force, something that not even the devil.

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“You won’t have your freedom, Fragolina,” he murmurs, his voice rough and hoarse.

Pressing my lips together, I inhale before I ask, “I won’t?”

He shakes his head. “You stay here, you whore. That’s the way of the world.”

“Whore?” I whimper.

His eyes darken, they turn almost black, but I can’t read them. I don’t know what it means, what the look on his face means. He wears a mask, and unreadable mask.

Clearing his throat, he grunts as he pushes off his desk to standing directly in front of me. He’s so close that I could reach out and touch him, I could feel his hard muscle that I know without a doubt lays beneath his screaming tight shirt.

“We aren’t much different than from where you came. Except, our whores are here for our members. I’m sure that Jaguar explained this?” he asks.

I gulp, nodding my head as my eyes slide closed. “He did,” I exhale.

“Not what you were hoping for?” he asks, arching a brow.

I shake my head, looking down at my feet, then slowly lifting my gaze back up to his. “I want my freedom,” I say, straightening my spine.

“Nobody is free, Bellarosa. The sooner you realize that, the better off you’ll be.”

“You’re free,” I state.

He snorts, looking down to the floor then back up to me. “How old are you, little girl?”

I bite my bottom lip, not wishing to tell him the truth. He already knows that I’m young. I look young today, too. I didn’t put any makeup on this morning, haven’t worn it in days. I look even younger than nineteen without my makeup mask firmly in place.

“Old enough,” I shrug.

He shakes his head, not liking that answer at all, I don’t blame him, I wouldn’t like it either. He lifts his hand, but I don’t flinch away like I probably should. The backs of his fingers brush down my cheek, then his hand wraps around the side of my throat.

“I’m the only one keeping your ass here right now. At a simple command, you’ll be shipped back to Brooklyn to deal with your fate. Maybe you should be a little more fucking agreeable, Fragolina.”

His voice is harsh, hard like steel and I gulp from his warning. He smiles when he feels me swallow. He knows I’m scared, he can see it, somehow, he can see behind my impassive expression.

 

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Texas is now where we call home, where our boots rest, and where we’re raising our two little boys and a chocolate lab named Optimus Prime.

 

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Appeal by Hayley Faiman #Contemporary #Romance @authorhayleyf @inkslingerpr @JessicaE_PR @NazareaAndrews


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Title: Appeal

Author: Hayley Faiman

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Day: September 9th

About Appeal:

Brooklyn Myers, Esquire.

The name alone made me hard.

Dressed in cheap bargain suits, she still was a knockout.

Amber eyes that call to me like none other.

I should have ignored her.

I wasn’t ready for the promise of simply her.

I claimed her anyway, even if I never meant to keep her.

 

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Noah waltzes into my office, taking me out of my misery for a split second. Moving my gaze from the ceiling, I watch as he flops down in my chair. His eyes are dancing as he watches me, a smile wide on his face.

“What?” I grunt.

He shakes his head. “Oh, nothing. Just that you’re in love and it seems like a little brunette has thwarted your plans. Personally, I think it’s hilarious. Watching you pine over the woman.”

I almost reach over my desk, grab his shirt and punch the shit out of him. Almost. But I don’t. Honestly, I don’t have the fucking energy. I haven’t slept in seven goddamn days. I’m exhausted.

“What’s your point?” I ask on a sigh.

“Since when was Lucas fucking Black a pussy?”

Lifting a brow, I press my lips together in a thin line. “Pretty brave coming into my office with that shit, Noah,” I bark.

He shakes his head. “Not brave. But you’re being stupid as shit. Go get your woman, man. You look fucking miserable, and you kind of smell,” he points out, scrunching his nose.

I turn my head, sniffing my armpit. Fuck. He’s right, I do kind of smell. I count back to my last shower and I cringe. I’m a two-shower-a-day kind of man, but honest to fuck, I think it’s been about four since I had my last one. Every single day has been a blur since I dropped Brooklyn off at her house.

“She doesn’t want me, and Christ, I don’t know if I really want her,” I sigh.

Noah stands, leans over, and presses his palms against my desk while he looks down at me. “You do. I know that you do. I know that you did the moment you locked eyes on her sweet ass. She’s special, Lucas and a woman like that you do not let slip through your fingers. Don’t be a fucking asshole, don’t be stubborn. Be the fucking lion and tackle your goddamn prey.”

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I was born and raised in a small farming town in California. I met my husband when I was 16 and he was 19. We married four years later and have two little boys! We lived in Oregon for a few years while he served in the US Coast Guard.

Texas is now where we call home, where our boots rest, and where we’re raising our two little boys and a chocolate lab named Optimus Prime.

 

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