It Happened One Bachelor by Caitlyn Blue.

 
 
 
 
Title: It Happened One Bachelor
Series: Windy City Bachelors #3
Author: Caitlyn Blue
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: June 19, 2017
 
 

Blurb

Sometimes you can’t help falling in love with the wrong person.
 
Successful art director, Brynn Callahan has had it in for adventure vlogger, Paxton Mercer since he introduced her fiance to the love of his life and caused her engagement to end. But when their group of friends heads to the tropics for a fun getaway, an unexpected kiss to end all kisses convinces her what she needs is a little adventure with a man who knows how to have fun.
 
But a vacation fling isn’t enough to build a relationship on and Brynn is a girl who has her future all planned. Once they’re home it’s going to take more than flirty banter or through the roof electricity for Brynn to take a chance on someone who goes wherever the wind blows him.

Can a guy who lives on the edge convince a woman who loves to play it safe to risk her heart with him?

 
 
 

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Excerpt
 
I toss my suitcase onto the bed and unzip it. Unpacking gives me a reason not to stare at Paxton. Obviously he’s already settled in because he’s swapped jeans and a T-shirt for a ridiculously bright pair of swim trunks and nothing else. They ride low on his hips, showing off his ripped body. My fingers twitch as I pretend to be absorbed in my task, but I can’t stop myself from biting my lip as my pulse starts to race. Damn it. I can’t afford to be attracted to him. He ruined my life. I don’t like him.

It’s just a simple physical reaction to a gorgeous man. I haven’t had sex in a long, long time and there’s no question that he’s hot.

“Hey, I have those. They’re great.”

He’s referring to the travel cubes that hold all my clothes. Made of nylon and mesh, they come in various sizes and enable me to keep everything organized and wrinkle free.

“You mean you don’t stuff everything into a duffel and head out?”

“With all the traveling I do, I needed a better system than that.” He gives me a long, lazy look. “Hey, there’s something else we have in common. I bet we spend the weekend finding out that we’re two peas in a pod.”

I don’t like the way he’s looking at me. Heat begins to build beneath my skin and suddenly I’m imagining the two of us in that huge shower I can see in the bathroom beyond him, naked and going at each other. I’m almost overcome by the urge to moan.

I. Am. Not. Attracted. To. Paxton.

I can’t be. His actions resulted in my broken heart. How many times do I have to remind myself of that?

“Look,” Paxton says, “I want to be cool with you this weekend.”

Cool? I’m feeling anything but that. I grab my make-up bag and head toward the bathroom. He backs up just enough to let me by. Again I’m assaulted by the scent of him. Bittersweet citrus, mint, and something peppery for heat. Clean and manly. Faint enough to make it necessary to lean close. Almost before I realize what I’ve done, I suck in a deep breath. Sharp desire spears straight to my core, awakening a keen ache.

And suddenly I want something besides my lungs filled with him. My stomach drops as I imagine wrapping my legs around his waist as he enters me. Damn it. I hate carnival rides and that’s what being around Paxton is like. Pulse stopping dips and exhilarating twists.

As I scowl at his reflection in the mirror, it’s no challenge to pitch my voice into frustrated tones. “But that’s going to be really hard if you talk to me. At all. Why don’t we keep the distance of the house between us at all times and everything will be great.”

“So you need me to stay away from you to remain cool? What happens if I get close?” His voice is a self-satisfied purr. “Are you going to heat up?”

He demonstrates by setting his hand on the countertop and shifting in my direction. My heart hammers so hard, I’m sure he can hear it. There’s no missing the bright color that pops into my cheeks or the sudden glazing of my eyes. Despite the warmth of the room, goose bumps appear on my arms.

“Please.” My voice breaks on the word. “Don’t play with me. It’s not fair.”

“I’m not playing.” And he’s not smiling. His gaze is keen and probing as it meets mine in the mirror. “I’m deadly serious about you.”

My mouth opens to ask a question but nothing comes out. I don’t want to know what he has in mind or why. “We’re not a good fit, you and me.”

“Are you so sure?” The light kiss he drops on my shoulder make my toes curl. “You’ve never given me a chance.”

I gape at him. “Why should I after what you did?”

“I mean before. Back in high school.”

“High school?” We’d barely known each other. We hadn’t had any classes together and I’d hung with my own friends. I didn’t know who he was before Julie started dating Zach. And I don’t think I said two words to him after that. “We ran in completely different circles.”

“You with the future leaders of America,” he says with the lightest touch of sarcasm. “Me with the future losers?”

“I’d hardly call you, Paul, or Zach losers.” In fact, they all owned their own businesses and had done exceptionally well. “And I’m no leader.”

In fact, when I allow myself to think about it, I’m disappointed in both my career and personal life.

“Besides,” I continue, “From what I remember of you then, I wasn’t the sort of girl you were interested in. You liked to party and that wasn’t me.”

“That doesn’t mean I wasn’t interested.”

“We would have been a terrible fit.” I don’t know why I’m so insistent that he agrees with me. “It’s no better now.”

 
He doesn’t say anything for a long moment and then shakes his head. “I disagree.”
 
 
 
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Voracious reader with an overactive imagination, chocolate addict, lover of fancy cocktails and tasty edibles, sucker for adventure movies and any music with a beat. 

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Lone Stallion by Nicole Lake.

 
 
 
Title: Lone Stallion
Series: Solo Shift #3
Author: Nicole Lake
Genre: Shifter Romance
Release Date: June 20, 2017
 
 

Blurb

Katie:
Baseball players break your heart. They are designed to break your heart. Especially baseball players like Jacob Baird. Just drafted, just signed, just started in the minor leagues. And he works like a horse out on the ball field, although the rumor mill says that’s not the only reason they call him Horse.
 
I don’t date ballplayers because 1, they break your heart, 2, my dad’s the club owner and that would be awkward, and 3, good luck trying to explain my falcon to a potential boyfriend, ballplayer or not.
 
But why is my falcon so jealous over this guy?
 
Jacob:
OK, so I fell for the Falcons welcome-aboard prank: let the new guy hit on the hot brunette before he finds out she’s the boss’s daughter. Off-limits? Fine, I’ve got no problem playing the field.
 
But why is my stallion set on playing Katie instead of the field? 
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Imagine yourself as a shifter alone in a world that doesn’t know shifting exists.
 
This is the Solo Shift world: no packs, no guidance, no mates, and no prospects until chance, luck, trust, and love all intervene. 
 
What can you expect from a Solo Shift book? A standalone story with lonely shifters, shifters who don’t know they’re lonely, love scenes, and no cheating. And at least one HEA, sometimes more!

 
 
 
 
 
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Excerpt
 
Came back with my hot dog and ate it while Baird met the fans. From where I was, it looked like he was handling the attention well. Smiling, happy to be there, shaking hands, signing autographs, seemed to be the approachable type. Fit in real well with the fans. Folks in Welkerville like to see that in their players—and Baird seemed to be delivering that. That was a good sign, and I knew Dad would be happy to hear that. He also didn’t seem to be hitting on any of the women, which was also a good sign.
I let the fans have their time with him. Most of them needed to get home, and I didn’t; besides, I was still working on my hot dog.
Once the crowds cleared and my hot dog was gone, I came up to him, smile on my face, and I shook his hand and welcomed him to Welkerville.
And stopped myself from jumping his bones on the spot.
Yeah, that surprised me too. It was like The Awkward Years all over again—hormones all a-fire and everything.
Sure, he had muscles. Sure, he had that glowing smile. Sure, he was big and brawny. But so were the other guys, with the possible exception of the smile. Why were my spidey-senses tingling—no, wait, those were my lady parts. Why were they tingling?
Fortunately for me, I’ve gotten a lot better at faking normal behavior since The Awkward Years.
Also fortunately for me, he answered by lifting a line straight out of Bull Durham. At least, I think he did. The problem with that movie is that it got minor-league life so right that you’re never sure if you’re seeing an intentional Bull Durham reference or just Life As Usual in The Minors.
So I just answered back with another stock cliche while I tried to keep my tongue in my cheek, or at least in my mouth. While trying to remind myself what an Executive Assistant to the Owner was supposed to do—oh, yeah, that’s right, introduce myself.
But before I could do that, he beamed at me again—oh my God, that smile—and asked, “Are the stands always this full?”
Good. That was good. He was talking baseball and the fans. I could talk about that all day without making a fool of myself.
But then he followed up with, “Where does everyone go after the game, anyway?”
Part of me said this was a set-up to a pick-up line. Other parts of me—the tingling parts—were ecstatic. Fortunately, my Executive Assistant to the Owner side recognized this was a good time to educate Baird in Welkerville ways.  “Home, mostly. Some of ‘em drive an hour or two to get here, plus most of our fans have cows to milk or feed, or jobs to go to in the morning. A few of ‘em hit the bars. A lot of folks hit the Taystee Creem downtown; they’re open late.”
I patted myself on the back. Very educational response, very responsible, very much not an open invitation to check out that place behind the stands that’s been a make-out spot for generations of young Welker County residents, get that image out of your head, Katherine Joy Casey.

 
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Secret shifter romance novels. Secret shifter romance novelist.

Wife of an IT geek—his words, not mine! Mother of two kids, two cats, and two dogs. Incurable romantic. 

What do I want in my romance stories? Men who aren’t total asses. Women who avoid total asses—either from experience, or by being smart enough to avoid them in the first place! Men who survive just fine without a woman. Women who survive just fine without a man. Men and women smart enough to know the perils of jumping into love, and brave enough to do it anyway. And of course, a happily-ever-after!

 
 
 
 
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What If I fall by Cherie Marie and LB Russell

 
 
Title: What If I Fall
Author: Cheri Marie and LB Russell
Genre: Contemporary/Second Chance Romance
Release Date: August 8, 2017
Photographer: RplusMphoto
Cover Designer: Book Nerd Designs
 
 

Jameson Bradley is a sweet, sexy, cocky, alpha of a man – and everything I’ve been trying to avoid. Since the death of my husband Brady, less than a year ago, a relationship is the last thing I’m looking for. But apparently the universe doesn’t care what I want… Aurora Broderick is everything I didn’t know I needed in my life. She’s smart, beautiful, strong… complicated. I had every intention of telling her I was a cop… Until she told me about Brady. Knowing how she feels about dating another law enforcement officer, I couldn’t bring myself to tell her. Losing her before she is actually mine – it isn’t an option. Secrets. Lies. The ultimate betrayal. Jameson isn’t the only one with secrets. When everything’s out in the open, what path will Aurora choose?

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Author of Hearts Aligned (Self-published 2016), a military romance, Cheri Marie lives for a good read with an alpha hero and strong, stubborn heroine. After many years of starting books and never finishing, she took to Word in April 2015 determined to write and finish her first novel. Nights that turned into mornings and a whole lot of unruly characters she finished Hearts Aligned. Currently, she is in the works of publishing her second and third novels set to release the beginning of 2017 while writing three others set to release in the Spring, Summer and Fall later in the year. Residing in sunny Southwest Florida, she lives with family, five dogs, a cat, a tank full of fish, and a bearded dragon named Toad.
 
 
 
 

 

LB Russell lives in a small-ish town in northwest Georgia. After years spent in retail hell she took some time off to take care of her family. She still resides in that same town she grew up in with her husband, son and the behemoth cat that isn’t really her cat. She sat down with a good friend this past summer and started writing what would be her first work for publishing. With several more titles planned she hopes to do this for a long time.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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LOSING GRIP by Zoe Blackwood

 
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LOSING GRIP by Zoe Blackwood
Desert Pleasures Series 
 
KRISTINE PLATT LOST HER LOVER. THEN SHE LOST HERSELF….
 
Fiercely independent and successful civil litigation attorney Kristine is used to taking charge and remaining under control. Life for her went according to plan, then it all fell apart.
 
Her break up with fellow attorney, Layne, leaves her shaken. She’d never imagined herself that capable of feeling that out of control.
 
A meeting with the owner of a discreet male escort service leads to a rather unusual relationship with male escort Nic Adair. The simplicity of their relationship appeals to her fear of intimacy. As the foundation of her confidence wanes, can Nic help Kristine restore balance in her life? Or is he just a distraction?
 
Learning to love and trust again may be too big a risk for Kristine. When a strange pattern of anonymous threats against her emerge, she will have to learn to trust the people in her life. Will her faith in herself and those that love her be restored? Or will everything cause her life to spin out of control? ​
 
 
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Alicia Porter owns an exclusive and discreet male escort service for women called, Desert Pleasures.

The clientele is unique, hand selected by Alicia herself, so her escorts are also not the standard for the industry, but rather something deliciously sinful.

The first four books in the series are introductions to the escorts, as well as the clientele (Losing Grip). Since these books feature different characters, they can be read in any order. Several books have character crossovers.

Sexual and emotional discovery is a common thread in all of the novels.

They can be enjoyed in any order and are intended for a mature audience.

 
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Zoe Blackwood is a pseudonym for author, Kim Streible. She resides in Kentucky, surrounded by various wildlife and dogs, because as long as she can remember, there’s always been a dog in the house. She hates getting lost on back country roads and sushi. She loves Batman, music and 80’s romantic comedies.
 
 
 

 

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SHAMELESS by Lisa Renee Jones

 
 
 
Shameless is coming July 11th!! The second and final book in the sexy and intense White Lies Duet from New York Times Bestselling Author Lisa Renee Jones.
 
Nick “Tiger” Rogers, sought out Faith Winter with revenge as his agenda. He made her his obsession. He seduced her. He made her want him. He made her trust him. And then he trusted her. He wanted her. He loved her.
But now, the lies will be exposed, the truth revealed.
Hearts will be broken. Lives shattered.
Nick. Faith.
The truth. The passion.
The SHAMELESS obsession.
 
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Book one in the series
There are those moments in life that are provocative in their very existences, that embed in our minds forever, and sometimes our very souls. They change us, mold us, maybe even save us. But some are darker, dangerous. If we allow them to, they control us. Seduce us. Quite possibly even destroy us.
 
The moment I walked into Sonoma’s Reid Winter Winery and Vineyard and made eye contact with Faith Winter for the first time was one of those moments. Provocative because I know at least one of her secrets, of which, I suspect she has many. Provocative because she believes I was a stranger to her when we met, but I am not. Provocative because I sought her out, with no intention of touching her. But now I have. Now I want her. Now I have to have her. But that changes nothing. It doesn’t change why I came for her.
 
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Watch Over by Amy Reece

 
 
Title: Watch Over
Series: The DeLucas #1
Author: Amy Reece
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Suspense
Release Date: July 11, 2017 Publisher: Limitless Publishing
 
 
 
Melanie Blythe has a house, a career, and a cat. She doesn’t need a man. But she isn’t the only one who’s noticed the gorgeous cop down the street. When her faithless cat prances home from the cop’s house with a note tucked in his collar, it might be the beginning of something beautiful…or it might be Melanie’s death warrant.
 
Detective Finn DeLuca is stuck at home recovering from a hit-and-run accident, and has plenty of time to wonder about the woman two doors down. There’s something mysterious about the beautiful brunette, and he’s determined to get to know her. 
 
But someone else has other plans. 
 
As the two grow closer, someone is watching—and waiting. Sooner or later, their chance will come. 
 
And the two lovebirds will never see it coming.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
CHAPTER ONE

 
Melanie
 
It was the cat’s fault. She certainly never would have gotten involved if it hadn’t appeared in her life, much preferring to keep to herself and mind her own business. She wasn’t even a cat person, for heaven’s sake! She wasn’t much of a dog person, either, but now she had one of each, apparently. Fluff had belonged to Aunt Karen, and Melanie had made a deathbed promise to take care of the small white mutt. Who else would understand Fluff needed his food heated for exactly eight seconds in the microwave and would only eat from the Blue Willow dishes? Of course Melanie had promised to continue to care for the elderly little mop. Sigh
 
As for the cat, she’d seen the paw prints first. She was rinsing her dishes in the sink and noticing how much dust had accumulated on the bay windowsill when she frowned and leaned in for a closer look. There was definitely a trail of small animal prints in the thick dust and what looked like a butt print where something had sat and stared out the kitchen window. What the…? Melanie glanced across the room at Fluff, curled up in his little bed, and shook her head. “Some guard dog you’ve turned out to be.”
 
The cat itself showed up the night after Aunt Karen’s funeral. It must have come in through the doggy door, but Melanie was too busy crying to notice. She’d held herself together all day long through the funeral and reception at the church, and was finally able to allow her emotions free rein. It scared the crap out of her when the cat jumped on the table and began purring and rubbing it’s furry little face against hers, as if trying to cheer her up.
 
She picked up the chair she’d knocked over and sat down to pet the ginger cat, who sat on the kitchen table staring at her. “Where in the world did you come from?” There was no collar. “You look like you’ve been through the ringer.” The cat had a torn ear and rough coat. She found a can of tuna in the pantry and added a small bowl of milk beside it as the cat made short work of the meal before leaping back on the kitchen table to lick its paws.
 
“Make yourself at home,” Melanie muttered as she put the cat’s dishes in the dishwasher. “Doesn’t this bother you at all? This cat just waltzed into your home and took over.” She addressed the words to Fluff, who continued to snore in his little blue bed. “Apparently not.”
 
She put it out before she retired for the night, but it was sleeping on the end of her bed the next morning. It left soon after breakfast, but returned later that night and every night for the next week. She started calling him Cooper, and finally broke down and bought him a blue collar and heart-shaped nametag. She’d made a vet appointment for him too, but they couldn’t get him in until next week.
 
The note was attached to his new collar; she felt it when she pulled him on her lap as they settled in to watch Wheel of Fortune the next day. She didn’t really care for the game show, but it had become a habit when Aunt Karen was still alive and she’d continued to watch for some reason. “What’s this?” She unfolded the small piece of notebook paper, Pat Sajak forgotten for the moment.
 
Dear Nice Lady,
 
I love my new collar and ID tag. Thanks for taking such good care of me and giving me a warm place to sleep every night. The nice man two doors down is writing this note for me on account of my not having opposable thumbs. He noticed me leaving your house this morning. He’s a pretty nice guy and I’ve been spending my mornings with him recently. I especially enjoy helping him read his newspaper. I like to lie on it and make sure it doesn’t get away, which is a very important job, let me assure you. Every once in a while I take a bite out of one of the pages if I dislike what is written there. This morning I felt compelled to bite the sports page when the man read the score from the Astros/Braves game and said a naughty word. I wanted to express my solidarity with him in his disappointment over the Astros’ loss.
 
It is with some regret that I have to inform you that, while I like the color blue, I am definitely a female and feel the name “Cooper” may be a bit masculine. The nice man calls me CJ. What do you think about it? I like it a lot.
 
Sincerely,
CJ Catson 
 
“What in the world?” She re-read the note and laughed softly at the way he’d written from the cat’s perspective. She bit her lip as she realized who the author must be. Two doors down to the left was an elderly widow, so it had to be the young guy two doors to the right, who’d moved in about six months ago. She’d only seen him from a distance, but she could tell he was good-looking: tall, dark hair, well built. He was a police officer—she’d caught glimpses of him in his uniform and he often parked his police car in his driveway—but he’d been gone for several months. She’d wondered if he moved or something. Actually, her writer’s imagination had dreamed up all sorts of scenarios that included him being deep undercover in a drug ring or organized crime syndicate. She’d seen several different young women coming and going when he was still there and figured he must be something of a ladies’ man. Should she respond to the note? What could possibly come of this? She shook her head and reached for a piece of stationary. Why should anything come of it? She would simply write back and that would be the end of it. She thought for a few minutes, then wrote quickly and folded it up before she could reconsider.
 
There. He could respond or not. It was totally up to him.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Amy Reece lives in Albuquerque, NM, with her husband and family. She loves to read and travel and has an unhealthy addiction to dogs. She believes red wine and coffee are the elixirs of life and lead to great inspiration. She is the author of The Seeker Series (YA paranormal) and The Way to Her Heart (YA romantic suspense).

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Punched by Jacob Chance

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Title: Punched
Author: Jacob Chance
Genre: Sports Romance
Release Date: June 15, 2017
 
 

Blurb
 
Reagan is the one who got away – or should I say the one I drove away? Now, four years later, she’s back to manage the gym where I train. Seeing her everyday is a distraction I can’t afford. I’m so close to achieving the big payoff I’ve been working for. Nothing’s going to keep me from winning this belt – not even her.
 
 
 

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Jacob Chance grew up in New England. He’s a martial artist, a football fan, a practical joker and junk food lover.

An author of erotic thrillers, he plans to write many more sexy, suspenseful stories.

 
 
 
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