Alex Bain didnโt fall into Hellโshe was taken, and someoneโs going to pay.
Trapped in a realm of nightmares after Lucasโs devastating sacrifice, Alex has two priorities: keep Sarah and Argo alive, and carve a bloody path back home. But Hell isnโt just fire and brimstoneโitโs a world of ruthless politics, twisted bargains, and creatures older than sin itself. And at the center of it all? A dangerously seductive demon who wants to make Alex his queen.
With Finn tearing through anything in his way to bring her back and Luciferโs prophecy tightening around her throat, Alex is running out of time. If she doesnโt find a way out soon, Finn might cross a line that can never be uncrossedโor she might not want to leave at all.
I know the rules. Iโd break them a thousand times over for her.
She lives next door. I see her leave before sunrise and come home after dark, carrying more than a woman her age should. Work, school, a teenage brother she never planned to raise. I donโt know her well, but I can tell sheโs running on empty.
So I help where I can. I fix the break in her fence. I keep an eye on her brother. I replace the porch light she hasnโt had time to deal with. And I tell myself Iโm too old to want the kind of smile she gives me.
Then she becomes my assignment.
The woman Iโve been watching from a distance is suddenly the one person Iโm not allowed to touch. Being around her makes everything harder. Every look feels loaded. Every moment alone feels dangerous. She trusts me because Iโm steady. Because Iโm older. Because Iโm safe.
The rules I live by should be enough to stop me.
They arenโt.
And that might be the worst part.
I know exactly what crossing that line would cost me. I just never expected the girl next door to be the reason Iโd risk everything.
After leaving the military not only does Caleb work on the ranch but he works for Lone Star Security as well. He sees the responsibilities that Marisol has and just wants to help however he can but when he realizes the dangerous situation that she and her brother are in he will do whatever is necessary to keep her safe.
After the death of her parents Marisol is trying to juggle working, finishing her degree and looking after her brother. She is independent and determined to do things on her own however when she and her brother are in danger Caleb becomes not only her protector but the man who owns her heart.
As the danger escalates around them so do the feelings between them and the professional relationship between them begins to feel very personal.
He should be off limits, but he’s the best kind of trouble.
Briar
My father gave me the family brewery as an early Christmas present.
Generous, right? Except every single person on staff just quit, and I only have a budget that’ll last through the end of the year.
I need a miracle.
Lucky for me, my best friend Hannah’s big brother, Liam, is a genius brewer, and she convinces him to quit his job and come work for me. She only has one condition: I can never date him.
It’s an easy agreement to make. I’ve vowed to stay away from men after an embarrassing breakup, and I’d never sleep with someone who works for me. Besides, Liam’s an amateur boxer and frankly a bit terrifying.
Only…it turns out my best friend’s brooding, insanely talented big brother is the only man who’s ever really understood me.
Liam
I promised my sister not to date any more of her friends, because the last time I tried, it ended badly. Very badly.
I took this job thinking it wouldn’t be a problem to stay away from Briar. She’s a daddy’s girl who looks like a princess and talks like a boarding school teacher. Not my type.
But the woman I wrote off knows a lot about beer, and she’s a whole lot tougher than I gave her credit for. I want to run this brewery with her…and I want her too.
To my complete shock, I’m falling hard for my boss, and if my sister finds out, there will be hell to pay.
Note: There are TWO different versions of this romcom:
1) A spicy open door version with some strong language and sex scenes
2) A closed door version with mild language and only kissing.
Am I broken beyond repair, or can the two men who want me, flaws and all, help me love myself enough to give us a chance at a happily ever after?
Barely escaping my abusive ex, I find refuge in a sliver of Alaskan paradise in the tiny town of Anchor Bay. A great job, a cute cabin situated inside the poly community, and new friends โ things are great, except for him.
Langston Allen. Jerk extraordinaire, never lets me have a momentโs peace and, for some reason, hates me. Tatted, grumpy and with a stalking fetish, the man pushes me at every turn, but the underlying heated tension between us confuses me as much as it does him.
Good thing he comes with his best friend with benefits, West OโDonnell. Not only is he sexy, sweet, and kind, but the man has dimples that make me melt with every shy smile flashed my way.
Still putting together the pieces of my shattered self, getting involved with the two men is a terrible decision, but the pull between us becomes too much for any of us to withstand. When my past and present collide, can I withstand the impact, or will I disappear again, this time for good?
Only Theirs is the third book in the Anchor Bay series. Each book in the series can be read as a standalone (each book will have an HEA for the main throuple), however the mystery/case discussed in book one will continue through the full series and will conclude in book 5. Please note this book does include two males who are into each other and one female who doesn’t have to choose between them.
Quiet. Serious. Protective. All words Stone Sylver would use to describe himself. And yet, something in his classic blue eyes said he was so much more. Buried beneath the years of raising his younger siblings and being a small town sheriff was a man looking for love.
Of course, I didnโt get all that the first night we met. The night we did a one-two step in a hotel hallway and knocked heads. The same night we shared a sweet potato cupcake and a single kiss.
Why didnโt we share more? The moment became a great mystery to me and because I thought he was only a brief interlude in my wanderlust life, I wasnโt prepared to see him again in Sterling Falls.
Visiting the small town where I once lived, I learn the man who I witnessed act like a superhero was more entwined in my past than Iโd remembered. And for a woman often afraid of a future, I suddenly craved oneโฆwith him. Which made no sense as Iโd never stuck in one place before. No one had ever asked me to stay.
Then again, from our first encounter, I knew Stone Sylver was different.
Confused and angry Iโm thrust into a new life, where Iโm expected to become the monster my father spent years crafting.
But I donโt even know who I am, or who I want to be, and if I have to hurt, then everyone around me will too.
Thereโs one person who refuses to break, who refuses to deal with my crap.
Allie Porter.
My enemy.
The girl raised by the mother I never hadโperfect, untouchable, infuriating.
She meets my fire with her own, and it pisses me off almost as much as it pulls me in. I want her and despise her in the same breath, which is why I keep my distance.
Until the night I save her life. Now sheโs indebted to me, and if she wants to survive sheโll do what I say.
But taming the little filly is nothing like I expected.
The closer we get, the more her truths tear through my assumptions.
Sheโs not the pampered princess I tried to hateโ
Sheโs a survivor. A fighter.
A girl drowning in the same darkness I carry.
And somewhere between hate and obsession, the truth becomes undeniable:
Iโll burn this dynasty to ash before I let someone else claim whatโs mine.
About JL Beck:
Beck writes steamy romance thatโs unapologetic, meaning it makes no apologies for the way it rips you open and makes you crave more. Her heroes are alphas who take what they want, and she pairs them with heroines that bring them to their knees.
She loves writing about darkness, passion, suspense, and of course, steam.
Leaving her readers gasping and asking what the hell just happened is only one of her many tricks.
Her books range from morally grey to dark and spicey but always end with a happily ever after. She loves to write across numerous tropes, but her favorite is enemies to lovers.
She started her writing career in the summer of 2014 and hasnโt stopped since. She lives in Wisconsin and is a mom to two, a wife, and likes to act as a literary agent part-time.
Wild Child โ Charlie works at the brewery that Quentin manages and now they find themselves going on a road trip to promote their offerings which only escalates the feelings between them. Quentin is not only older than Charlie, but her father is his friend and the president of the MC. He has been trying to deny his feelings for her but as the situation unfolds, he finds himself faced with a choice between having Charlie walk out of his life or possibly having to leave the MC.
Wild Weekend – Will is participating in a charity ride with his MC and has requested his own hotel room so that he can work however he soon finds out that he isnโt the only one in the room. Not realizing that the room has been double-booked when Stella sees a strange in her bathroom, she believes she needs to protect herself. Once they overcome their memorable first meeting, they spend a fun and flirty weekend together, but will her past be the one thing they canโt overcome.
Wild Christmas – Nate has a military background and specializes in IT. He is a strict but loving father to his two daughters who needs a temporary nanny for six weeks until his sister arrives, but Freya is everything he didnโt know he wanted in a nanny and a woman. Freya brings life to the home of Nate and his daughters as she starts traditions that instill the holiday spirit in them until a little turmoil erupts that could destroy everything.
It is great to have these three stories in one collection.
But when the sexy single dad athlete saves me from a cake contest catastropheโand shows me how good he is with his handsโI blurt out the worldโs worst business pitch: Want to invest in my bakery?
With no loan or backup plan, this is my last shot at proving Iโm more than my past mistakes, and shockingly, he says yes.
We set one rule: donโt mix business with pleasure. Except Corbin Knightโs impossible to resist.
When heโs not scoring goals, heโs staying up late with me to test tempting recipes. Braiding my hair before we bake like itโs foreplay. Giving me his jersey to wear to games.
I try to keep a professional distance from the bossy, possessive and dangerously flirty hockey player, but soon weโre testing the limits of the kitchen counter.
This bakery is my chance to finally get my life right, so I fight the messy feelings. Until one night, he shows up after closing and admits he canโt stop thinking about me.
Suddenly Iโm ready to break every ruleโno matter the cost to our dreams.
We are definitely working very closely together, and thisโkissing, touching, f*&kingโis a recipe for failure.
But when she looks at me like that, lips wet, eyes dark, I canโt bring myself to care about consequences. Not when sheโs right here in my arms and I need her so damn badly.
I make quick work of the apron strings, undoing them at her neck as I crush her lips with mine.
Her mouth feels so good, soft and pliant. She moves with me, our tongues skating together. Our moans mingling.
โIt feels like forever since I kissed you,โ I mutter as I briefly break the kiss, frantically tugging down the apron, exposing the collar of the dress that I bought her.
โA day is a long time,โ she teases.
โI didnโt kiss you yesterday.โ
She seems to think about that for a few seconds. โYou should keep making up for that.โ
A #1 New York Times Bestselling, #1 Wall Street Journal Bestselling, and #1 Audible Bestselling author, Lauren Blakely is known for her contemporary romance style thatโs sexy, feel-good and witty. Her books have been featured in US Weekly and People. Lauren likes dogs, cake and show tunes and she is the vegetarian at your dinner party.
๐งReview๐ง Mabel had hoped that the prize money from a reality baking show would give her the money she needed to start her own bakery only to have it go sideways thanks to the actions of her now ex boyfriend. When she inherits a building from her grandmother she is one step closer, but it is only when her brother suggests that Corbin, his friend and one of the players on his team,
Corbin has been denying his feelings for Mabel for years in part because of her brother and his best friend and in part because he believed he needed to focus on his career as a professional hockey player and being a single father to his daughter. He has always planned on owning a bakery after his career ended so becoming partners with Mabel only brings up the timeline.
The banter between Mabel and Corbin was humorous and Corbin is so supportive of Mabel when it comes to helping out at the bakery and standing up to people who donโt believe in her. The relationship that Mabel had with Corbinโs daughter was touching as well. The dual narration of Smanatha Brentmore and Teddy Hamilton only increased the entertainment this story offered.
My secret is finally out. I am a Boneweaver, and the last of my kind: A beast who can shift into any other. Now thereโs an elephant sized target on my back and two people I love have been taken from me.
In order to get them back, Iโm going to have to do the unthinkable: present myself to the most dangerous beasts of the underworld and Scythe Kharkorous is going to help me do it. The Great White shark with the sharp, cold eyes has plans no one can guess at and the devastating secret heโs about to reveal to me will turn my world upside down.
Darkness threatens to consume him, but nothing will stop him from keeping her safe….
Ricochet:
All it takes is one glance and I know Jordan is going to be mine.
Her sweet smile and infectious energy make me feel alive again.
She chases away the shadows, giving me a reason to continue on.
But just as Iโm beginning to win the elusive beauty over trouble comes for my family.
I may be a veteran with PTSD and a member of a notorious motorcycle club, but both have given me skills that allow me to address any threat and win.
I refuse to let my past dictate my future, and convincing Jordan to trust me is a matter of life and death.
Jordan:
From the first moment that Ricochet and I meet, I know heโs trouble.
The sexy biker has a dangerous and mysterious past that scares me.
Iโve been down this road before with my violent ex and Iโm not sure I can do it again.
As I get to know him, I realize heโs more than just a biker with a tough exterior.
Can I trust my own heart even though itโs led me astray before?
When danger comes, I find myself trapped in the crossfire. His past catching up with him is everything Iโve been afraid of, and Iโm not sure what to do.
I know deep down that Ricochet will do anything to protect me, but can I learn to trust him even though Iโve been burned in the past?
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ (The Wildhaven Series: Book 3) by Amber Kelly releases next week. Check out this sneak peek!
He chuckles again, then winces as he shifts, clearly sore. โYou always this mean in the mornings?โ
โOnly to strangers trespassing on my property.โ
That wipes the smile clean off his face.
For a second, thereโs something almost โฆ remorseful in his eyes.
โIโm not a stranger,โ he says quietly. โWeโre old friends.โ
โWe were never friends, Waylon.โ
โWerenโt we?โ
I cross my arms over my chest and shake my head. โNot to my recollection. Just neighbors.โ
โOkay,โ he says. โFair enough.โ
I stand there in the humming barn, staring at my biggest regret, surrounded by horses and old memories I didnโt ask for.
He looks out of place and familiar, all at onceโlike trouble that never really leaves town, just lies in wait for the right moment to sneak back in and wreak havoc on your life.
โGuess Iโll get out of your way,โ he says, walking past me to the barn doors. Then he glances back and points in the opposite direction. โYou said two miles that way, right?โ
I let out an exaggerated breath. โIf you plan on jumping barbed wire and cutting through hay fields.โ
โGreat. Seven miles on the road it is,โ he says before turning back to the doors.
I glance at the sky, just starting to lighten.
โWait, Waylon,โ I call. โCabeโll be back at any minute from riding the fence line. Heโs get some secret breakfast date in town. Iโm sure he wouldnโt mind dropping you off on his way.โ
โThatโd be awesome. Not sure Iโm up for that walk.โ
โJust wait by the front of the barn. You donโt want Grandma Evelyn to catch sight of you through the kitchen window. Youโd get a tongue-lashing or dragged inside for breakfast. No way to tell which way itโd go.โ
โThatโs a terrifying thought.โ
He continues forward, dripping water onto the concrete, and pauses at the barn door. โHey, Shelby.โ
I look at him despite myself.
โStill feisty,โ he says. โSome things donโt change.โ
I lift the hose again.
He laughs and ducks out into the cold morning.
And just like that, Waylon Ludlow is back in my lifeโwet, hungover, and exactly the kind of complication I donโt need right now.
And with a Ruby. Figures.
I sigh, turn back to the horses, and mutter, โThis day has already been too damn long.โ
Blurb:
Waylon Ludlow was my first heartbreakโthe boy I secretly loved from the sidelines while he ruled Wildhaven High and then disappeared without a word. Now heโs back, all smirks and whiskey-soaked charm, and with a baby no one knew about.
But Iโm not the same quiet girl I once was. Iโm fire now. Feral, stubborn, and one smart-ass comment away from punching him square in the jaw.
I live loud, love hard, and fight for what matters. And even though Waylon is a mess of mistakes wrapped in faded denim, my heart still skips like itโs seventeen every time he looks at me. And his little girl, well, sheโs got me wrapped around her tiny finger.
We clash. We burn. We break things. But the more I push him away, the more I wonderโam I chasing the storm, or is it chasing me?
๐๐ก ๐๐จ… ๐๐ญ’๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ฎ: ๐๐ง ๐๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ข๐๐ฌ-๐ญ๐จ-๐๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐๐ by USA Today bestselling author Lauren Runow releases next week! Check out this sneak peek!
I chuckle under my breath as I put the car in reverse and pull out of our parking spot.
Why does bickering with this girl make me so damn happy now when, before, I wanted to wring her neck?
We get on the freeway and make our way out of Bozeman with ease. Once weโre on an empty stretch of highway, I put the car in cruise control and lean back to get more comfortable.
โHowโs the drama on your group chat?โ I ask when I see sheโs been typing away again.
โSurprisingly good,โ she replies without looking up from her device.
โSurprisingly?โ
She puts her phone down on her lap and turns to me. โYeah. Sounds like the drama has calmed down.โ
โThatโs a good thing, right?โ
โWeโll see. Thereโs still a lot going on.โ
โAre you one of those girls who feeds on drama and looks for it, even when there is none?โ I say it more jokingly but realize quickly thatโs not how she takes it by the way she sits up in her seat and turns to face me.
โAre you calling me a drama queen?โ
โNuh-uh, girl. No need to get all pissy on me.โ I snap my fingers and roll my neck, acting like a true drama queen.
She laughs so hard that she slaps her hands on her lap. โDid you really just do that?โ
I grin, looking back to the road, acting normal again. โI could tell your fight button just got pushed, so I knew I needed to bring you back down a notch.โ
โMy fight button?โ
โYeah, that little button deep inside you that seemed to be stuck down every time you looked at me before.โ
She laughs again. โI canโt believe youโre calling it my fight button. Where does anyone even come up with something like that?โ
I look between her and the road. โYou tell me! I swear if I even breathed, you wanted to rip my head off.โ
โAnd you didnโt feel the same way about me?โ
I tilt my head back and forth, like Iโm weighing my options. โDepended on the day.โ
I look at her out of the side of my eye and love the way sheโs smiling right now. Itโs not an expression I saw on her much before, and Iโll admit, sheโs fucking beautiful when she smiles.
Blurb:
What happens when your mystery match is everything you wantโexcept heโs your real-life enemy?
I would honestly rather walk down Fifth Avenue in my underwear than deal with David at work.
When my best friendโs brother creates a blind dating app where your friends play matchmaker, signing up feels harmless. Seven days of anonymous texting before you can even exchange phone numbers? Easy. Low stakes. Zero chance of someone finding out itโs me if I donโt want them toโespecially since I sign up with my middle name instead of my real first name, you knowโฆ just in case.
My mystery guy turns out to be charming, funny, and he gets me in a way no one else ever has. I look forward to every message like some kind of lovesick teenager staying up way too late just to talk to him.
Thereโs just one teensy little problem, one big enough to shake the universeโthe person Iโm matched with is David from work, only I donโt figure that out until day seven.
So now Iโm falling for the man I swear I canโt stand, and he has no idea itโs me on the other side of the phone.
What do I do when the seven days are up and real life steps in, insisting I either reveal myself or ghost the one person I never meant to fall for?
Oh Noโฆ Itโs You is a contemporary rom-com featuring an irresistible enemies-to-lovers, workplace romance twist that will have you rooting for David and Zoe to finally get it right.
โJasper.โ Her tone was sharp, pulling me out of my haze. โWhatโs wrong?โ
I inhaled sharply, only now realizing I hadnโt been breathing.
I looked at Vincent and then at her again.
โHe laughed,โ I said, holding up my phone. โI was doing dumb stuff and he laughed. A real laugh.โ
Her face lit up, her dark eyes warm. โReally? Vincent, youโre laughing? Do it again,โ she said to me. โI canโt believe I missed it.โ
As much as I didnโt want to look away from her and miss a second of the excitement in her face, I kneeled and picked up Sophie the Giraffe, making her twerk as I rapped badly about the Very Hungry Caterpillar eating all the leaves off the tree.
It took a minute, but he did it again. It started with a tiny rumble but quickly turned into a full laugh.
Evie sat next to me, that towel hiding very little, and wiped a tear from her eye. โOh my God. Itโs amazing. Heโs amazing. The baby book said three to four months.โ
Filled with pride, I grinned at her. โAhead of schedule. Heโs a genius. Obviously.โ
Nodding, she tickled his foot, causing him to kick and giggle. โWeโre not supposed to say that out loud,โ she chided me playfully.
โYes, but itโs undeniable. Heโs the smartest and most handsome baby ever.โ I leaned down and blew a raspberry on his stomach. โYou get all that from your mom. I take no credit. But Iโm so proud of you, bud.โ
Evie beamed at me, her attention making my stomach do backflips. Iโd gotten them both to smile today, and that sent me soaring to a level of joy Iโd never experienced before.
The sheer satisfaction of making my son laugh? Of making Evie look at me like I was some kind of hero? This was a type of high that couldnโt be replicated.
