Handsome, wealthy resort owner Treat Braden is used to getting what he wants. When Max Armstrong walked into his life six months earlier, he saw right through the efficient and capable façade she wore like a shield, to the sweet, sensual woman who lay beneath. She sparked an unfamiliar desire in him for more than a one-night stand, leaving his heart reeling and his blood boiling. But one mistake caused her to turn away, and now, after six months of longing for the one woman he cannot have, he’s going home to try to forget her all together.
Max Armstrong has a successful career, a comfortable lifestyle, and she’s never needed a man to help her find her way–until Treat Braden caught her attention at a wedding in Nassau, causing a surge of emotions too reminiscent of the painful past she’d spent years trying to forget. Max will do anything to avoid reliving that pain–including forgoing her toe-curling, heart-pounding desire for Treat.
When a chance encounter turns into a night of intense passion, Treat realizes that the mistake he made six months earlier may cause him to lose Max completely. He will do everything within his power to win her heart forever–and Max is forced to face her hurtful past head on for the man she cannot help but love.
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Do you know what it feels like right before lightning strikes? How you can feel the current running through your veins? The trembles of warning that ripple through the air? It was a thrill Tamar King chased all her life until it became the very thing she had to escape.
For the last four years, Tamar King has hidden herself in an isolated world she created. She was safe. No one could touch her. Until Lyrik West walked through her door.
He’s the lead guitarist for Sunder and everything she can never have. The dark and beautiful rock star becomes everything she craves.
Lyrik’s life has been devoted to his band and that success has cost him. Bitter, hard, and filled with regret, he refuses to lose himself again, but from the moment he sees her, he wants one night with Tamar King.
The gorgeous bartender is more than he bargained for. Their attraction is consuming. Their desire overpowering. With one touch, they ignite.
But is it worth the cost of getting burned?
She’s a gorgeous nightmare and he’s a wicked dream…
WHERE LIGHTNING STRIKES, a Bleeding Stars Stand-Alone Novel
About the Author
A.L. Jackson is the New York Times bestselling author of contemporary and new adult romance.
She first found a love for writing during her days as a young mother and college student. She filled the journals she carried with short stories and poems used as an emotional outlet for the difficulties and joys she found in day-to-day life.
Years later, she shared a short story she’d been working on with her two closest friends and, with their encouragement, this story became her first full length novel. A.L. now spends her days writing in Southern Arizona where she lives with her husband and three children.
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RoomHate by Penelope Ward
A standalone novel
Release Date: February 15, 2016
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover designer: Letitia Hasser, r.b.a designs
From New York Times Bestselling Author, Penelope Ward, comes a new standalone novel.
Sharing a summer house with a hot-as-hell roommate should be a dream come true, right?
Not when it’s Justin…the only person I’d ever loved…who now hates me.
When my grandmother died and left me half of the house on Aquidneck Island, there was a catch: the other half would go to the boy she helped raise.
The same boy who turned into the teenager whose heart I broke years ago.
The same teenager who’s now a man with a hard body and a hardass personality to match.
I hadn’t seen him in years, and now we’re living together because neither one of us is willing to give up the house.
The worst part? He didn’t come alone.
I’d soon realize there’s a thin line between love and hate. I could see through that smug smile. Beneath it all…the boy is still there. So is our connection.
The problem is…now that I can’t have Justin, I’ve never wanted him more.
Author’s note – RoomHate is a full-length standalone novel. Due to strong language and sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18.
About the Author
Penelope Ward is a New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal Bestselling author. She grew up in Boston with five older brothers and spent most of her twenties as a television news anchor, before switching to a more family-friendly career. She is the proud mother of a beautiful 11-year-old girl with autism and a 9-year-old boy. Penelope and her family reside in Rhode Island.
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Anything More Than Now by Rebecca Paula
Release Date: January 26, 2016
Series: Sutton College #2
Reagan Landry is months away from college graduation, but instead of excitement, she’s frozen by the fear of letting go — of her ex-boyfriend, of the comfortable life she created for herself in Portland, of the years-long search for her older sister who abandoned her as a homeless teen. When she’s finally forced to decide what’s next, Reagan is met with another complication — her ex’s best friend, Noah Burke, who seems determined that she embraces what could be instead of what has been.
Drunkenly hooking up with his best friend’s ex, Reagan, is a mistake, but being secretly in love with her is so much worse when things seem one-sided. A disenchanted frat boy about to fail out of college, Noah has been living out someone else’s dream after a horrible accident five years earlier. Just when he thinks he’s lost any chance he has with Reagan, she surprises him by agreeing to spend the summer together at his family’s ranch in Montana.
And suddenly what started out as a complication between them becomes serious…until the past starts ripping apart their future.
Dusk settles over us, an inky light veils Reagan’s tanned body a couple of days later. She smiles back at me over her shoulder, her hand clutched tightly in mine as she leads us through the cool, tall grass. I drove deeper into the ranch where there’s nothing but fields and endless sky and promises of good. I study the line of her back from her cropped top and those denim shorts of hers. She’s curves and soft sweeping lines, no angles. I’m convinced her barefoot on a summer night might be the sexiest thing yet.
“Are you sure you want to go back to the house?” she asks. Maybe she asks twice because she stops and tugs me closer. “Noah?”
I brush the back of my hand against my forehead, my skin sticky from working on the house all day. My body feels stretched and alive after the work, like a good runner’s high except this is bone deep. I want to kiss her so badly, but instead I take her hand and twirl her in a slow circle so her loose hair fans out and brushes over her sun-kissed shoulders.
“It’s like dancing in the sky,” she says in a husky whisper.
If I could keep her, if we could have more than this moment, I think everything in life would work out finally. Realistically, I know we can’t have anything more than now. And I plan to make the most of it.
Reagan shimmies her hips, raising her hands up in the air as she lets go and dances. Fireflies dart and flicker around her, the moon finally in the sky, and the Montana night has fully settled in. Between crickets and my heartbeat, it’s just her softly humming to herself as she dances for me.
I reach out and hook my fingers inside the waist of her shorts and drag her against me. She gazes up dreamily, still humming, her eyes wide and sleepy. “I love you,” I whisper. It just falls out and as soon I as hear the words, I stiffen.
Her hand skirts up my bare chest and curls around the back of my neck. “What a perfectly dumb thing to say about a girl like me.”
I smile because she’s not backing away. Judging by her smile, she’s teasing, so I take my chances and press more. “I think it’s a perfectly true thing to say.”
“Tell me, Noah, how does a girl like me respond to that? From a boy like you?” She pushes up to the balls of her feet and kisses my chin, scratching her nails along the back of my neck and I’m instantly turned on. Completely. Her lips spread into a smile over my jaw as she feels me hard against her middle. “I want today to last forever,” she says, her breath warm over my skin. She slides her body closer, her hands growing greedy. “Tell me we have a thousand more days like today.”
I could lie. Holy hell, do I want to lie, but my lips meet hers instead and I kiss her until the truth is there, until we both know we can’t because her life is going one way and mine another, if at all. We have tonight and another two days and maybe emails or texts later. We don’t have anything permanent and maybe that’s why I told her what I did. Maybe that’s why she didn’t run away.
I just want to believe there’s more.
About the Author
Rebecca writes smart, emotional New Adult and historical romances featuring flawed characters struggling to find their place in the world, from Paris to Portland. She’s a lover of rainy days, an unabashed anglophile, and a devote Earl Grey tea drinker. She lives in New Hampshire with her husband and their very spoiled cat, Bella. A wanderlust connoisseur, Rebecca can be caught daydreaming about her next travel adventure when not writing.
She is the author of EVERLY AFTER, BETWEEN EVERYTHING AND US, and the upcoming releases ETIQUETTE WITH THE DEVIL, A PROPER SCANDAL, and ANYTHING MORE THAN NOW.
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Into The Fury by Kat Martin
Release Date: January 26, 2016
Series: BOSS, Inc. #1
A bodyguard, a bounty hunter, a P.I.–the men of Brodie Operations Security Service, Inc. are down for the job. . .
Sinners, whores, and sluts beware–your time is at hand: a faceless menace is threatening lingerie models on a cross country tour, and Ethan Brodie is there to defend and protect.
Ethan’s learned the hard way that beauty is no substitute for character. So even though Valentine Hart is one of the most breathtaking women he’s ever seen, he’s keeping his hands off and his eyes open. Or that’s what he tells himself.
Then one of the models is murdered, and the closer Ethan gets to the answers, the closer he finds himself to Valentine–and the hotter the pressure feels. There’s more to Val–more to the other girls–than he could have guessed. But one is keeping a secret that could kill them all.
“I don’t know about you,” Dirk grumbled, “but I don’t know how much more of this I can take. I’ve been walking around with a hard-on for the past two hours.”
Ethan chuckled. When he’d seen Valentine Hart walk out in her tiny red lace panties and a bra that shoved up her breasts like a feast for a king, he’d had to fight damned hard to maintain his highly prized control. Damned hard. He almost smiled.
“You like that one, don’t you?” Dirk said. “Valentine. Gotta love the name.”
“Sounds like a stripper, and I don’t like her—I don’t even know her. She’s Samantha’s friend. Sam asked me to keep a special eye on her.”
Dirk laughed. “Well, you shouldn’t have much trouble doing that.”
Ethan flashed him a look. “Somewhere in your testosterone fogged brain you do recall there’s no mixing with the staff?”
Before Dirk could reply, one of the girls walked past wearing nothing but a silver thong and a strapless silver bra. She slid a sexy smile toward Dirk, and he groaned.
“Oh, yeah, I recall. I’m reminded every few minutes.”
The corner of Ethan’s mouth edged up. He could hardly blame his friend. He had never seen such an astonishing array of beautiful faces and drop-dead gorgeous bodies.
He looked up just then, caught a glimpse of Valentine in her cowboy costume, felt a jolt of lust so strong his body went rock solid and his nostrils flared. Long, honey-blond hair, full breasts temptingly displayed, nice high ass, and legs that went on forever.
Ethan clenched his jaw. Dammit. He was off women. And because she was a friend of Samantha’s, especially off that one. He wondered how the two women could possibly have anything in common, a homemaker like Sam and a lingerie model who flaunted herself half naked in front of a million men.
“We need to make a sweep,” he said, his voice a little gruff. “I’ll take the left wing, you take the right.”
Dirk nodded, and they moved off in opposite directions. An orchestra provided the music, country for this segment of the show. As a Shania Twain song began to play and the rehearsal continued, Ethan made a point of seeking out each of his men.
“Everything okay?” he asked Joe Posey, who was posted not far from the dressing rooms.
The black ex-cop just smiled, his eyes riveted on the beautiful ebony-skinned Amarika, standing to his left, talking to another girl. “My wife’s gonna get lucky when I get home tonight.”
Ethan bit back a groan. “At least you have a wife.”
Posey grinned. “She’s real pretty, too. And sexy. I won’t need to fantasize about one of these gals here.”
“That’s just cruel,” Ethan said.
Posey laughed. What? Big strappin’ fella like you? I imagine you got someone you could call.”
“I imagine.” But the more he thought about sleeping with some old flame, the less interested he was.
He thought of Valentine Hart and began to get hard. Damn. He hated when this happened, when his interest fixed on a particular female. It was exactly what had happened with Allison, and look how badly that had turned out.
Joe’s smile faded as he glanced around. “No sign of trouble. I’ll head downstairs, check the basement again.”
Ethan nodded. La Belle had its own men posted at each entrance, both inside and out. Ethan had spotted Beau Desmond a couple of times, along with his buddy, a blond guy named Bick Gallagher, who looked more like a surfer than a private cop. Fortunately, there was plenty to do so they rarely crossed paths.
Ethan’s men were mobile, moving quietly, keeping watch in and around the theater. All carried radios in case there was any sign of trouble, along with expandable batons. None carried firearms—though Ethan and Dirk would both be armed during the show tomorrow night.
Near the front entrance, Ethan spoke to Pete Hernandez, the short, muscular Latino, got the same answer he’d gotten from Posey.
“Not much going on. A couple of guys got past the outside guard. I saw them walk in. When the inside man tried to stop them, they got in his face. I was close enough to help.
We talked to them, calmed them down, suggested they come back tomorrow night if they wanted to see the show. They got the message loud and clear and left without any more hassle.”
“Nice work. The idea is to stop trouble before it can escalate into a serious problem. Better to use your head than your fists or that baton you’re carrying.”
Ethan figured Pete had passed his first test, hadn’t flown off the handle, had kept his cool and done his job.
“Keep your eyes open,” Ethan said as he walked away.
The rehearsal went smoothly, the fittings, the music, the staging and routines in all five segments. He’d been surprised to learn the Diamond Jubilee portion featured the girls in actual diamond necklaces worth hundreds of thousands, even millions of dollars.
The jewelry, provided by David Klein Jewelers, an upscale national chain, would arrive in a Seattle Armored Transport vehicle, protected by four armed security guards.
“I don’t like surprises,” Ethan said when Carlyle told him.
“I especially don’t like surprises that involve that kind of money.”
“Sorry. I guess I should have mentioned it sooner. As far as we’re concerned, the jewelry’s just part of the costuming. It’s the Klein company’s problem to get the stuff in and out safely.”
“Something worth that much is an attractive nuisance. It poses a risk to everyone.”
“You’re right. Again, I apologize. We’ve been using the stuff in the show for the last couple of years without a hitch. I guess I got a little apathetic. The good news is, the jewelry won’t be worn today. It doesn’t arrive until just before the show tomorrow night.”
But diamonds worth millions added another layer of potential trouble for Ethan to worry about.
“I’ll make my men aware,” he said and took off to accomplish the task.
The day turned out to be shorter than he’d figured. By six o’clock on Friday afternoon the dress rehearsal was over. Carlyle wanted everyone to go home, take it easy, and get a good night’s sleep. He wanted the crew alert and the models rested and looking good for the big show tomorrow evening.
Ethan couldn’t imagine how twenty-nine gorgeous women could possibly look any better.
“We’ll celebrate when the show is over,” Carlyle promised the group of models clustered backstage at the end of the day. “You’ve all done a great job so far. Tomorrow night the world will see how beautiful you all are. And how sexy La Belle lingerie can make a woman look and feel.”
The group applauded and started breaking up. La Belle security was escorting the local models back to their homes, the others over to the Fairmont Olympic. Ethan waited until everyone on the stage crew had left the theater; then he and his men made a sweep to ensure no one was still inside after the doors were locked. They needed to make certain no one could hide and get to the women tomorrow night during the show.
Satisfied everything was in order, and leaving Beau Desmond and some of his men to do the final lockup, Ethan climbed into his Jeep and headed for his Belltown apartment.
He’d only driven a couple of blocks when his phone started ringing. He didn’t recognize the number as he hit the hands-free button.
“Ethan, hi, it’s Debbie Bryant.”
A woman he had dated a few times last year. “Hey, Deb. What’s up?” Debbie was the regional head of marketing for a big retail home decor company. She was based in Los Angeles but flew into Seattle every four months. Deb was smart, sexy, and interesting, and she had no expectations of anything more than a night out and a good time in bed.
“I’m only in town just today,” she said. “I thought maybe . . . if you weren’t busy . . . we might get together for a drink after work.”
He knew where a drink would lead, told himself to say yes. Maybe a night with Debbie would ease some of the sexual frustration he was feeling. “I appreciate the call, Deb. It’s great to hear from you. Unfortunately . . . I’m . . . on a job. Maybe we can get together next time.”
“Sure. Same goes if you’re in LA. You’ve got my number. Take care, Ethan.”
“You, too, Deb.” Ethan hit the disconnect button. He couldn’t believe he’d turned down Deb’s offer. Maybe watching all those half-naked women had addled his brain.
Whatever it was, it looked like he was going home alone again tonight. Ethan reminded himself he was off women. He told himself staying celibate for a while was exactly what he needed.
Ethan clenched his jaw and called himself a fool.
About the Author
Kat Martin is the author of twenty-one Historical and Contemporary Romance novels. She tackles many different aspects of her genre with settings ranging from the rugged West to the Antebellum South, Regency, Georgian, and Medieval England. Not one to shy away from change, she also tackles Contemporary Romantic Suspense novels which involve the paranormal. Some of her titles include Nothing But Velvet, Sweet Vengeance, and Dangerous Passions. These works have won a bevy of awards including a recent Romantic Times Magazine nomination for Best Historical Romance of 1998 for her latest release, Wicked Promise. She is also published in, among others, Germany, Norway, Sweden, China, Russia, and Spain.
Before starting her writing career in 1985, Kat was a real estate broker. During that time, she met her husband, Larry Jay Martin, also a Kensington author. After double majoring in Anthropology and History at the University of California at Santa Barbara, she found herself incredibly interested in the past. In fact, she and Larry often do research in the areas where their books take place. She remarks, “We like to stay in out-of-the-way inns and houses built in times past. It’s fun and it gives a wonderful sense of a bygone era.”
In May, Kat will release her next Historical Romance, Night Secrets. Following that is an upcoming Zebra release, a Contemporary Romantic Suspense entitled The Silent Rose, which will be out in August.
“It’s a ghostly tale of romance and intrigue that was based on a real life incident,” says Kat. “It’s a little bit scary, a whole lot sexy, and hopefully lots of fun to read.”
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Hallowed Ground by Rebecca Yarros
Release Date: January 25, 2016
Series: Flight & Glory #4
Publisher: Entangled Embrace
There are some debts you can’t repay.
Josh Walker is loyal, reckless, and every girl’s dream. But he only has eyes for December Howard, the girl he’s craved since his high school hockey days. Together they have survived grief, the military, distance, and time as they’ve fought for stolen weekends between his post at Ft. Rucker and her college at Vanderbilt. Now that Josh is a medevac pilot and Ember is headed toward graduation, they’re moving on—and in—together.
Ember never wanted the Army life, but loving Josh means accepting whatever the army dictates—even when that means saying goodbye as Josh heads to Afghanistan, a country that nearly killed him once before and that took her father. But filling their last days together with love, passion, and plans for their future doesn’t temper Ember’s fear, and if there’s one thing she’s learned from her father’s death, it’s that there are some obstacles even love can’t conquer.
Flight school is over.
This is war.
I pulled her onto my lap, gently squeezing the sweet curves of her hips.
“Behave,” she whispered into my ear, but ran her tongue along the edge.
My fingers flexed, teasing under the edges of the black skirt that had slid higher on her thighs as she sat. I couldn’t help it—her skin was a magnet for my hands. “You like it better when I don’t,” I answered.
She locked those blue eyes on mine, and for that second, I wanted everyone to go the fuck away so I could get my remarkable girlfriend out of her clothes. Not a girlfriend for long. Not if I found the perfect moment for that little velvet box hidden upstairs.
Mrs. Walker. December-fucking-Walker. Sounded perfect to me.
“Earth to Josh and Ember,” Jagger called, waving his hand like he’d been at it a while.
“Yeah, yeah, a toast,” Ember said, wiggling against my now-hard lap. I locked her down with my hands, and she threw me a smug grin, well aware of what she’d done.
Jagger raised his beer. “To friends. Hell, that doesn’t even cut it. You guys, all of you…I wouldn’t be here”—he looked over to Paisley—“or even the man I am, without you. So more than friends…to family.”
We glanced around the fire at the family we’d made, and I felt it—one of those moments you can’t forget, the kind that stay with you when it’s long past, so you try to memorize everything. It was a deep peace, a contentment laced with the silent knowledge that we wouldn’t be together again for far too long. “To family,” we all said in scattered rhythm, and I kissed the underside of Ember’s jaw.
About the Author
Rebecca Yarros is a hopeless romantic and lover of all things chocolate, coffee, and Paleo. In addition to being a mom, military wife, and blogger, she can never choose between Young Adult and New Adult fiction, so she writes both. She’s a graduate of Troy University, where she studied European history and English, but still holds out hope for an acceptance letter to Hogwarts. Her blog, The Only Girl Among Boys, has been voted the Top Military Mom Blog the last two years, and celebrates the complex issues surrounding the military life she adores.
When she’s not writing, she’s tying on hockey skates for her kids, or sneaking in some guitar time. She is madly in love with her army-aviator husband of eleven years. They finally can call Colorado home along with their gaggle of rambunctious kiddos and snoring English Bulldog.
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