LIVE! Sex Not Love by Vi Keeland

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My relationship with Hunter Delucia started backwards.

We met at a wedding—him sitting on the groom’s side, me sitting on the bride’s. Stealing glances at each other throughout the night, there was no denying an intense, mutual attraction.

I caught the bouquet; he caught the garter. Hunter held me tightly while we danced and suggested we explore the chemistry sparking between us. His blunt, dirty mouth should’ve turned me off. But for some crazy reason, it had the opposite effect on me.

We ended up back in my hotel room. The next morning, I headed home to New York leaving him behind in California with the wrong number.

I thought about him often, but after my last relationship, I’d sworn off of charming, cocky, gorgeous-as-sin men. A year later, Hunter and I met again at the birth of our friends’ baby. Our attraction hadn’t dulled one bit. After a whirlwind trip, he demanded a real phone number this time. So I left him with my mother’s—she could scare away any man with her talks of babies and marriage—and flew back home.

I’d thought it was funny, until the following week when he rang the bell at Mom’s house for Sunday night dinner. The crazy, gorgeous man had won over my mother and taken an eight-week assignment in my city. He proposed we spend that time screwing each other out of our systems.
Eight weeks of mind-blowing sex with no strings attached? What did I have to lose?

Nothing, I thought.

It’s just sex, not love.

But you know what they say about the best laid plans…

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Vi Keeland is a #1 New York Times and #1 Wall Street Journal Bestselling author. With millions of books sold, her titles have appeared in over eighty Bestseller lists and are currently translated in nineteen languages. She lives in New York with her husband and their three children where she is living out her own happily ever after with the boy she met at age six.
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New Release: Burn For You by Theresa Troutman

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Burn For You

A Rock Star Romance

by Theresa Troutman

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I love playing in a band, but I love my wife even more.
I never had aspirations to be a rock star, but that’s exactly what happened.
Loyalty to both Tia and Alicia put me in a tough spot.
Now, I’m torn between the two of them.
How do I navigate this crazy world to keep both my girls happy?

Burn For You is the sequel to By My Side, but can be read as a stand-alone.

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She was the most beautiful creature I’ve ever laid eyes on—my wife, my Alicia. God, I was one lucky bastard. Her soft brunette hair cascaded over the front of her shoulder and across her slender neck as her chest gently rose and fell with each breath. The sun coming up over the Tasman Sea etched her silhouette, making her look like an angel with a halo.

I could watch her sleep for hours, but desire stirred inside me. I need to be one with her. Running my fingers along her bare shoulder and down her arm, Alicia moaned with pleasure. A small smile crept upon her face. “Morning,” she whispered opening her eyes.

“Morning Love,” I smiled back. Pulling the sheet down around her waist, I wet my lips with anticipation.

“What are you waiting for?” she teased pulling me closer and giving me a kiss that took my breath away. I crawled on top of my wife, feeling her soft, warm body underneath me. Instinctively she opened her legs and wrapped them around my thighs. I didn’t need foreplay to get me in the mood. A smile and that look was all I needed. Slowly I slipped inside Alicia and moved in and out with languid stokes. “I love you,” I muttered between soft kisses to her neck.

“I love you so much,” she whispered back, as she intertwined her fingers through my hair.

Rolling her over so she was straddled on top of me. I gazed at her beauty. She was my heaven on earth. It were as if God made her just for me. She was the missing piece I didn’t know I was searching for all those years after Emily’s death. All those drunken nights, smokey bars, lose women. They were a way to numb my pain. When Alicia entered my life, it was like waking up from hibernation. My senses came alive. She inspired me to write new music for the band. She gave me the courage to grab the brass ring. She made it okay to be happy again. I had loved Emily with all my heart, but Alicia shook me to my soul. She was my everything and I would die for her.

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New Release: The Attraction File by Elizabeth Lynx

The Attraction File

A Cake Love Series Novel

Author: Elizabeth Lynx

Genre: Romantic Comedy

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She’s Cold. He’s Hot. When they get together they burn.

Evaleen Bechmann is too busy running Human Resources for the billion-dollar company, Mimir, to even consider dating. As for emotions, she refuses to discuss that too. It doesn’t matter anyway. She’s invisible to men, especially one man in particular. Evaleen is fine with that. Not everyone gets their happily ever after, that’s only for novels.

Edgar Mirmir is a Nordic god to some, a tech-savvy genius to others, and to women – he is everything they desire. His life should be perfect, and everything he has ever dreamed of… only it’s not. One woman haunts him. When he first saw her, her electric blue eyes shone with defiance, fear, and sorrow. He wanted to reach out to her, but she disappeared. Until one day he turned around and there she was.

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“It’s ten forty-five, almost time for the Brooks Bomb. I told Payne on Friday that this would be your first day back but he had meetings out of the office all morning.” I said.

I turned to head back to my office but stopped as Morgana yelled out for me. “Maybe I’ll take an early lunch. You up for it?”

I was about to tell her no, that I had some work that needed to get done when the elevator doors opened and out walked the last person I wanted to see, ever, Edgar.
Then I would be forced to talk to him about the new hire for his department. Something easily done via email. Instead of face-to-face where I would have to try desperately to control my hormones. It was hard to not turn into a giggling mess with his deep voice acting like a Siren song. I always tried to be aloof, but I had a feeling he didn’t care anyway.

Before he saw me, I turned back toward Morgana and nodded my head. “Sounds great.”

“Okay, let’s go. Oh wait, is that Edgar? Hey, Edgar.”

I was surprised by how fast Morgana could move considering her height. She was like a red blur blazing past me and before I knew it, she had Edgar deep in conversation. His perfectly sculpted blond hair just brushed the tops of his ears as he ran his fingers through them.

He had long hair when I first started to work here, but last year he cut it. I appreciated both styles, but I missed his long hair. Something about it made me want to run my fingers through it, fist it in my fingers, and scream “mine” to anyone who passed.

I sounded barbaric. And sad. Mostly sad.

Holding my ground, I refused to move closer, not on principle because what was I arguing about? Lunch? No, I was hungry, but I lacked the strength to resist Edgar’s charm. Especially when he smiled and those dimples appeared.
Dimples of sin I called them. I wanted to lick them so much.

“Hey, Evaleen, Edgar is going to join us for lunch.” Morgana waved me over with happiness radiating out of her pores. I wish I could glow with happiness. The only time I glowed was after I had danced a few songs at a club. Also, my makeup usually melted by then, and my pit stains were large enough by that point that tadpoles had been known to form, even when I wore a tank top.

What I’m saying was I got swamp pits but, hey, I glowed.

Edgar’s dimples were on full debauchery mode. That was, until he saw me. I guess Morgana left that part out when she invited him to lunch. He probably would have declined the offer if he knew I would be there.

“Dreary Evaleen Bechmann? No, thank you,” he’d say. I was always surprised when he knew my name considering how unhappy he appeared around me.

It wasn’t just his dwindling smile but how his eyes gazed at anything but me. Like he was trying to find an escape from the worst thing ever, me.

“Great.”

It wasn’t great. It especially wasn’t wonderful when Morgana conveniently stood by the elevator buttons when we were moving down to the bottom floor, forcing Edgar and me to stand next to each other. I could smell his cologne.

His mouth watering, manly man scent.

I took deep breaths, not because I was about to hyperventilate (but that was an idea to get out of this lunch), but because I wanted to inhale all of him.

My mouth watered and I knew my neck was red without even glancing into the reflection of the metal elevator doors.

I turned my head to face the wall and tried to fill my lungs with non-sex god air, but it wasn’t working. Perhaps if I scooted toward the wall, inching farther away from him, I wouldn’t want to lick him so much?

Thankfully, I didn’t have to make that decision as the elevator dinged and opened on the ground floor. Cool, platonic air breezed around me and I began to feel human again.

That was until he placed his hand on the small of my back to guide me out of the elevator, causing my lady parts to spasm uncontrollably. I think they were having a seizure from too much hotness.

I coughed. Actually, I tried to suppress an eruption of humiliating giggles that would have embarrassed twelve-year-old girls, with a cough.

It worked. He dropped his hand and the lower half of my body went into a deep depression. The top half of my body felt relief tinged with bitterness.

The chill of the Chicago air solidified me. What if I’m not sexy or beautiful enough for him to notice like he did every other woman he came in contact with? He slept around anyway. Even if he did seduce me, I would just end up heartbroken anyway.

“Here we are. Chuck’s Sausage Shack. I am so thankful I can get a good sausage right next door anytime I want.” Morgana smiled as she held the door for us.

“I sure do love to suck on tubular meat during my breaks at work,” I said without hesitation.

That time I coughed for real. I hadn’t meant for that to come out of my mouth. It was there in my head and then my mouth decided it was the perfect time to give it a voice. I blame Morgana. Who says they are thankful to get good sausage? She was practically begging me to embarrass myself like that.

“Let’s hope,” Edgar said. My eyes narrowed at him but he had turned from me.
Cool as always. Nothing fazed him, not even a frumpy co-worker making blatant and not very good penis jokes.

He was just casually glancing around the place scoping out a table.

“Crap. Looks like I got to head back to work. I just got a text from Mr. Payne telling me he needs to meet with me since it’s my first day back. Sorry.” Morgana frowned, shoving her phone back into her purse and pushing out the door.

After watching the door close, I turned to Edgar. He was staring at me, grimacing.
“Look, if you have something to do we can just order food to go,” I said, trying to offer him a way out. It was obvious back at the office he was only agreeing to lunch because he thought it would be him and Morgana. I’m not blind. Morgana was gorgeous and sexy and exactly what a player like Edgar would be into. I think it’s a little shitty that he would go after someone his best friend, Payne, was obviously into, but that was none of my business.

Now we can order food for lunch since we are already here and then go our separate ways.

Edgar smirked. His dimples deepening as his gaze drifted languidly to my lips. “Now why would I miss out on the chance of watching you suck on some tubular meat?”

My lady parts were seizing again.

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Elizabeth Lynx writes romantic comedy with steam. She’s a recovering comedian. Wife and mother of the male species. A believer in love & laughter. Her life consists of preventing small catastrophes and wondering if a day will exist when she doesn’t have to fold laundry.

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New Release: Dear Bridget, I Want You by Vi Keeland and Penelope Ward

DEAR BRIDGET, I WANT YOU

(A standalone novel)

A Contemporary Romance Novel

New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestselling Authors
Penelope Ward & Vi Keeland

Dear Bridget,
I’m writing this letter because it’s highly doubtful I’ll ever garner the courage to say this to your face.

So, here goes.
We’re totally wrong for each other. You’re the proper single mum with a good head on your shoulders. I’m just the carefree British doctor passing through town and temporarily living in your converted garage until I head back to England.

But here’s the thing… for some bloody reason, I can’t stop thinking about you in very inappropriate ways.

I want you.
The only reason I’m even admitting all of this to you right now is because I don’t believe it’s one-sided. I notice your eyes when you look at me, too. And as crass as I appear when we’re joking around about sex, my attraction to you is not a joke.

So, what’s the purpose of this note? I guess it’s a reminder that we’re adults, that sex is healthy and natural, and that you can find me just through the door past the kitchen. More specifically, it’s to let you know that I’m leaving said door cracked open from now on in case you’d like to visit me in the middle of the night sometime.

No questions asked.
Think about it.
Or don’t.

Whatever you choose.
It’s doubtful I’ll even end up sliding this letter under your door anyway.

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Penelope Ward
Penelope Ward is a New York Times, USA Today, and #1 Wall Street Journal Bestselling author of thirteen novels. With over a million books sold, her titles have placed on the New York Times Bestseller list fifteen times. She is the proud mother of a beautiful 12-year-old girl with autism (the inspiration for the character Callie in Gemini) and a 10-year-old boy. Penelope, her husband, and kids reside in Rhode Island.

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Vi Keeland is a #1 New York Times and Wall Street Journal Bestselling author. With more than a million books sold, her titles have appeared in over fifty Bestseller lists and are currently translated in fourteen languages. She lives in New York with her husband and their three children where she is living out her own happily ever after with the boy she met at age six.

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New Release: Need (Drazen World Novella) by Liz Durano

Need

Drazen World Novella

by Liz Durano

Set in the sensual world of CD Reiss’ Submission series, it’s Jonathan you’ve never known and the woman who helped him become who he always was.

My submission to his domination.
No strings. No commitments.

And as long as I know that what we have is nothing more
than a simple arrangement between two broken people,
I’ll give him what he needs… and we’ll both get what we want.

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Although she studied Journalism in college, Liz discovered early on that she preferred writing stories over news and ad copy. She is the author of five novels including Loving Ashe, Everything She Ever Wanted, and Finding Sam. Need is her first foray into Kindle Worlds.

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New Release: Salvation at Sunset by Donalyn Maurer

Salvation at Sunset
by Donalyn Maurer

Genre: Romantic Suspense

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I fall in love with an angel. My angel has all of hell’s demons chasing him. An angel that I vow to protect. My angel is damaged. Ghosts of war haunt him. Ghosts of his past haunt him. Ghosts of hate seek to destroy him. He accepted a destiny of living within his nightmares. His destiny is about to be derailed. I will walk into his nightmare, straight into his hell and confront his devil. Even his devil knows when he’s been beat. Bringing Garrett Cooper back into God’s light and warmth isn’t going to be the problem. Even in the light he rejects the love, convinced he is unworthy of the love of God, or anyone for the matter.  I will show him how wrong he is. I will love him. I will love him so much he’ll never question his worth again.

Bella Rollins is the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. I want to make her mine but I know I can’t. She thinks I’m an angel but angels don’t come from Hell, demons do. When she finds out who I really am there is no way she can love me. I don’t love me.  I won’t hurt her like I have the others. I have to protect her and that will mean letting her go.

Texans know Texas is a piece of Heaven on Earth. Like Heaven has its Hell, so does Texas. Hell in the way of a small town and at sundown its demons come out.

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Donalyn Maurer was born and raised in San Antonio, Texas. She currently lives in a small town outside San Antonio with her husband of over 30 years. She enjoys spending time with her children and grandchildren and large Texas family. Inspired by her family she began writing and although her books are fiction she shares bit and pieces of her life and memories throughout the pages.

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Trying Sophie- – A Dublin Rugby Romance by Rebecca Norinne

Trying Sophie by Rebecca Norinne

Trying Sophie

A Dublin Rugby Romance

by Rebecca Norinne

Genre: Contemporary Romance

She doesn’t date players…

Sophie Newport loves her life: she’s traveled the world and lived by her own rules. But when her grandfather has a heart attack, she drops everything and boards a plane to Ireland. Two weeks, that’s the plan. Until one look at her childhood nemesis has her rethinking everything. She’s sworn off athletes, but she might just give him a try.

He’s the biggest player of all.

Sex and rugby were the only things Declan O’Shaughnessy cared about, right up until his first love waltzed back into his life. Even as he slept his way through Dublin, he never stopped thinking about her. Never stopped wondering if she thought about him, too. So even though he’s never gone after a woman the way he chases down opponents on the field, this time, he won’t let her get away.

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Rebecca Norinne writes steamy contemporary and paranormal romance. A native Californian, she currently resides in Dublin, Ireland, with her husband. For more information, visit www.rebeccanorinne.com or @rebecca_norinne.

Book Blitz: Clarissa Jane, Homecoming Queen

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Jessica Goodwin

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When Claire Bradshaw decides to end her dead-end relationship of several years, she only has one place to go – back home to the tiny town of Palmetto Park. Claire keeps bumping into people from her past as she struggles to shake her “better than everybody” reputation, make peace with her enemies, and even attempts to rekindle an old flame. Claire gets to know her old friends all over again and gets to know more about herself as she starts over – right back where it all started.

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About Jessica Goodwin

Jessica Goodwin lives in northern Virginia near Washington, DC with her husband, son, and their two cats. She likes cookies, coffee, and anything that sparkles. If she could have any animal for a pet, it would be a T-Rex. She loves experimenting in the kitchen, going wine tasting, singing in the shower, and taking pictures of the baby. 

Two of Goodwin’s books, ‘Here We Go’ and ‘The One Who Got Away’ have been on the Amazon bestseller list. In March 2012, her third book, ‘One of the Guys,’ received an Honorable Mention in Sapphire Star Publishing’s Month of Romance contest. These titles were originally published on Amazon under her former name, Jessica Strassner, but have been rereleased under the name Jessica Goodwin. 

Goodwin is also a mom blogger with work appearing on Scary Mommy, Baby Gaga, and Mommy Effect. She hopes to someday write a humorous parenting memoir.

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New Release: Until You by Heather Dahlgren

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Until You  

By, Heather Dahlgren


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When I turn around to face him, I notice that he’s watching my every move. The way he is looking at me, with the moonlight radiating off his deep brown eyes full of lust has me squeezing my legs together. I can’t help but stare at him as he slowly walks toward me. My heart beats rapidly in my chest and my breath hitches in my throat. In this moment, although I’m not exactly sure what is going to happen, I feel a part of me come back to life.


Hunter runs his knuckles down my cheek, and I involuntarily lean into his touch, my eyes drifting closed at the intimate gesture. He lifts my chin so that I am looking into his eyes.

“Murphy, I’ve never wanted to kiss someone as badly as I want to kiss you right now,” he says, licking his lips.

I feel so desired looking at the moonlight reflecting in his heated eyes. I swallow and poke out my tongue to wet my lips. “Kiss me,” I whisper.


He leans forward and presses his lips to mine, and I melt into his arms. I wrap my arms around his neck and he licks the seam of my lips, seeking entrance. I open my mouth to him and when our tongues connect I feel a fire burn throughout my whole body. Unable to control myself I moan as he sinks his fingers into my hair. He deepens the kiss, and I can’t believe the reaction my body is having to him. It’s overwhelming, yet I want so much more. This kiss is not what I expected, it’s slow, sweet and sensual. Almost like he is trying to express himself to me silently, and I am more than happy to listen.


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Heather Dahlgren writes Contemporary Romance, sprinkling each book with a bit of humor, a lot of naughty and true love. She self-published her first book in 2014 and continues to do so today. Her over active mind promises the stories are in no short supply. Heather grew up and still resides at the Jersey shore. She loves being so close to the Atlantic Ocean and the Pine Barrens. She is surrounded by the best of both worlds.She is married to her high school sweetheart and has three kids. There is nothing more important in the world to her then her family. When Heather isn’t writing you can find her getting lost in a great book, spending time with family and helping her fellow authors.

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*Until You is a standalone novella in the Happy Endings Resort Series*

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New Release: SOLITUDE (Best Friends Book 1) by Carly Quinn

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Regan Hale is running away.

She is finished being nice, sick of doing the right thing and tired of always being wrong. She jumps at the chance to spend a few weeks on the Olympic Peninsula caring for her ailing aunt. Regan’s plans for quiet introspection and growing a backbone are derailed with the arrival of the doctor to whom her aunt has rented the guest cottage.

J.T. Thomas has work to do and an idyllic former life to forget. The deserted winter beach outside Port Townsend seems to offer the privacy and gloom he desires and his first order of business is getting rid of the woman in his beach cottage when he arrives.

Even with the help of her husband’s ghost and the worlds most lovable dog, bringing these two together seems unlikely. When a careless moment turns them into each others worst nightmare, it may take the whole of the Pacific Ocean and the Great Wall of China to heal these two battered hearts.

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EXCERPT

So here I am, middle of the night, lying in his bed, calling it ours.  Thinking about leaving in a week. Knowing I have things that have to be done and so does he and it doesn’t bode well for either of us till, possibly, next fall. I slide over against him, snuggle under his shoulder.  I slip my hand across his stomach. I love the crinkly hairs under my fingers, I follow their path down toward his waistband. I want to wake him up and tell him I’m not leaving, beg him to let me stay.

I know I cannot.

I want him to touch me. I want that slow lazy way he has of kissing me until it feels like time just stops.  Like there is nothing else but us and we have all the time in the world.  Like he doesn’t have other responsibilities or dates, or work and neither do I.  It’s only us. I want to fill myself with that feeling then hoard it like some crazed middle-aged woman who can barely open her front door because the inside is so full.  I move my hand lightly up to his chest, my fingers slipping over his resting hand. I feel his arm move from  under my pillow, tangle into my hair and feel his beard against my forehead as he kisses me.

“What love?” he asks, clearing his throat.

‘Nothing,” I whisper.