The thing about making a deal with the devil, is you never see the fine print.
I thought this was the best way to save them. The four men that keep me grounded, rooted to the core of my history, my legacy, and I’ll save them no matter the cost.
Truths uncovered lead to more secrets, more lies, more pain, and the tangled web of Echoes Cove has me trapped tighter in its bindings.
The monsters of this world have no idea how far I’m willing to go. How hard I’m willing to fight.
One thing is for sure, they have all underestimated me. Soon they will see my truth, and I’ll be the one with the crown.
I’m still unclear on how I got into this predicament in the first place. A year ago, I was a man with one thought on his mind, the redhead I met at a hotel bar. Twelve months later, I found her.
Unfortunately for me, she not only happens to be my very off-limits coach’s daughter, but also . . . my new assistant and roommate.
I don’t even need an assistant, but Coach Wood doesn’t take no for an answer. Add in him writing up tasks for his daughter, Wylie, to complete for me? Well, it’s his own form of sweet torture. We are talking tasks that I would never ask her to do.
Tasks that make her despise me.
Hate me.
That make her utter four words that cause a shiver to crawl up my spine . . . Posey, this is war.
Getting called into your coach’s office is never good especially when Posey learns the task he has been assigned. Finding out that he has to hire the coach’s daughter as his assistant was bad enough but it only becomes worse with the jobs that he is supposed to have her do. He didn’t think it could get any worse until he finds out that the daughter is the same woman he briefly met a year previously and has been trying to locate ever since.
Wylie agreed to study business for her father but that isn’t the future she wants. When she tells her father he agrees to let her step away for one semester if she becomes Posey’s assistant. She is confused by the two different sides of him and once she finds out what is really going on the battle is on and the sparks fly.
The chemistry between them radiates off the pages and Posey is supportive of Wylie as she tries to follow her dreams. The narrators were a perfect choice for the characters and the cast of narrators for his teammates and their significant others is humor at its best especially when it comes to the group texts.
Teddy Hamilton and Emma Wilder narrate this sexy, boss/assistant, forced proximity romance in duet with a full cast including Jason Clarke, Connor Crais, Vanessa Edwin, JF Harding, Stella Hunter, Erin Mallon, and Kelsey Navarro-Foster!
USA Today Bestselling Author, wife, adoptive mother, and peanut butter lover. Author of romantic comedies and contemporary romance, Meghan Quinn brings readers the perfect combination of heart, humor, and heat in every book.
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Blurb:
In a world where shared pizzas turned into shared spreadsheets, Jae Lee and I morphed from best friends to colleagues to… frenemies. Yes, you got that right. As his go-to assistant, I remembered everyone’s coffee orders, but somehow, my own birthday got lost in his busy CEO schedule. Sending flowers to myself? Not my proudest moment, but sometimes, a girl just has to take matters into her own hands.
That low point hit me like a bucket of ice water—it was painfully clear I was just another task on his never-ending to-do list. So, I slapped down my resignation—it felt like a breakup, minus the dramatic tears and squabbles over who gets the goldfish. I was ready to walk away and reclaim my life, chart my own course. But just as I was about to turn the page, Jae threw in a plot twist: he wasn’t ready to let me go.
What came next? A whirlwind of fake engagements and real feelings. As we played pretend, something genuine began to bloom. Could this frenemy fiasco turn into our forever after?
About the Author:
CoraLee: Whipping up characters that go deep, bring the laughs, and stir the heart. Also known as the angsty author CoraLee June, “CoraLee” is the name stamping those rom-com pages. Ex-librarian and Texas State English grad (where daydreaming was practically a major), CoraLee is now writing books that make her giggle, while navigating Dallas life with three mini sidekicks and a hubby still figuring out the plot twist he’s in. CoraLee has a flair for turning every day into a comedy skit. Welcome to the chaos.
Riggs Malone. Star quarterback and captain of the football team. The boy all the girls wanted and all the boys wanted to be. My first love.
And the only person who ever broke me.
I have a great life. I’ve fulfilled my dream of running my own coffee shop-slash-library in my hometown, I own my own home, and I have the best group of friends a girl could ask for. Everything is perfect.
Or it was.
When a neighboring town starts its very own professional football franchise, he gets himself traded to be the starting quarterback of the Branston Bandits. And before I know it, he’s purchased the house next door, moving in with a neighborly smile like he didn’t destroy me all those years ago…
…when he made a disgusting bet with his teammates to take my V-card, which I was eagerly and naively willing to give him before I found out the truth.
Well, if Riggs Malone thinks it’s all water under the bridge, he has another thing coming. I don’t forgive easily, and I never forget. I’m about to make his life a living hell.
Omega Sawyer O’Connell is one proud owner of the Book Café, a cat called Potato, and a bevy of awesome friends. He participates at the book club of the local library, plays videogames and reads books, and isn’t lonely.
Never. Not ever. How could he be lonely? He’s so super busy all the time and he’s surrounded by lovely people.
And yet…
Newsflash: cats and books can’t fill the void of a mate in your life.
So, no matter how cute Potato is, he can’t replace the need of a pack.
Not to mention that Sawyer’s parents have given him an ultimatum: choose a pack and tie the knot, or lose your business.
Enter Brinlee, fellow bookworm and sweet, pretty girl, hiding secrets and staying distant—and the McGraw Pack which consists of three otherworldly hunks who think they don’t need more mates.
Perfect, huh? Not complicated at all.
Cue scent-match, interests-match, personality-match, and full-out fatal attraction, and everyone’s well-thought-out plans go down the drain.
What happens when the pull is so strong your rational brain decides to go on vacation, leaving primal instincts behind the wheel?
A crash.
A disaster.
A chance to change direction?
With his first heat coming on, Sawyer has to decide between losing everything and gaining a pack, between taking a leap of faith and taking control of his life, giving into his feelings, or hiding in yet another book’s pages forever.
Can he trust that love will find a way?
* This is a sweet omegaverse standalone novel with low angst, four gorgeous guys and a delta girl who find happiness together, accepting themselves and finding trust and love in each other. This story contains M/M, knotting, heats and ruts. Please note that this is not a shifter story, but it is set in a world where apart from gender, we have a designation as alpha, beta, omega, or more. Omegas are more submissive and are generally paired with dominant alphas. This is an oversimplification of course; I hope that in the course of the story it all becomes clear. *
From USA Today Bestselling author, MJ Fields, comes a brand-new enemy to lovers, brother’s best friend, standalone baseball romance.
Jillian
My whole life, I’ve been a planner. Every aspiration I’ve ever had was on a spreadsheet, chart, or graph that flowed from one step to the next, all leading to my goal. I, Jillian Hart, younger sister of two professional athletes, would be the first in my family to hold a Doctorate.
After graduating with honors in both of my majors, I was sure I’d soar to the top of all the acceptance lists of my dream colleges. When I received my first acceptance letter to Montana University, my safety school, I knew it wouldn’t be the last. I was wrong. I’d been waitlisted at the two universities I wanted the most.
Feeling a quarter-life crisis closing in, I felt the need to have a focus. So, I decided I was going to conduct a little research project of my own.
My thesis is built around the need to understand why so many girls I grew up with —who chased a boy instead of dreams— are happier than me.
My hypothesis: it’s sex, not love.
Set on proving I’m right, I now have a new goal to achieve, and my crisis will be averted.
Step one: lose my V-card in the name of research.
Nour
My batting average was one of the top in our league in the minors; since moving to the majors, it’s drastically declined.
No matter how many times I’ve tried to approach it logically, all things point to the fact I’m not getting any action off the field. Don’t get me wrong; I could have so much I’d drown in it, but I’ve read the cautionary tales of men in my position and do not plan on adding my name to a chapter in that book.
The answer: FlingShot, a hookup app.
It’s all fun and games until someone ends up catching feels.
With the power to take a ghostly form and target people using their mementos and heirlooms, Adina Venture is the invisible assassin you never see coming. She doesn’t do contracts. Just gruesome accidents, untraceable and custom-made. When the secret oversight organization know as the Order accuses Adina of murdering one of their own, she must find the real killer to get them off her back. Literally. Because until the case is closed, she will be magically bound to Chief Inquisitor Levi Breitling, an infamously powerful investigator with the ability to melt minds and a searing hatred for traitors. But what begins as a simple clearing of her name leads the pair deep into an unseen side of Sin City—one that’s rife with Operators of magic.
Club moguls who manufacture memories. Cutthroat businessmen who can stop time. And beneath it all lies a force that no one, not even Adina, can control. Suddenly, proving her innocence isn’t as easy as she thought it would be. And the longer it takes to find the culprit, the tighter the bond between her and Inquisitor Breitling seems to grow.
Full of gothic magic and simmering, slow-burn romance, Death by Miss Adventure is perfect for fans of snarky female sleuths, enemies-to-lovers banter, and a dash more spice than your average mystery.
S. Jones is a contemporary romance author from Upstate New York. She has a strong passion for writing and reading stories that will rip your heart out before it’s put back together again.
If she’s not buried in her writing cave, she’s usually reading or planning out her next vacation.
She loves to travel to different places and spends all her free with her husband, and two college age children.
When the weather permits, you can find her outside walking her golden retriever, or enjoying a nice cocktail by the pool. She loves cooking and entertaining for her family and friends.
When she’s not holding a glass of wine in one hand and her kindle in the other, she loves to hear from her readers at: authorsjoneswrites@gmail.com
What started out as a night of fun at a Vegas hotspot somehow turned into saying “I Do” by an Elvis impersonator.
If you think that’s bad, it gets worse. My new husband lied to me and told me he ran a not-for-profit. That couldn’t be further from the truth.
Imagine my surprise when I realized I married one of the best tight ends in the league.
Did I mention my uncle owns the team?
If you think things couldn’t get any more complicated, our plans to get an annulment are unexpectedly put on hold. So, now I’m trapped in this unforeseen marriage until we can find a way out. He assured me not to worry, proposing a temporary solution—move in with him and keep our relationship a secret.
Except, the more I get to know my husband, the more I want to stay married, especially when he calls me—”his wife”.
But life doesn’t always go as planned, especially when my uncle intercepts our news before we have a chance to tell him.
Now his spot on the team is at risk, my heart is on the line, and the fallout could cost us everything.
Loss has scarred my life. I’ve trained relentlessly, endured unimaginable pain for one goal—to face the beast who watched me, who came for me. But took my family instead.
There’s nothing I won’t do for vengeance.
Until three sinful and unhinged monsters find me, emerging from the shadows with sharp teeth, and with claws that could pull apart my life as easily as they do the buttons on my dress.
They think they can break me… Absurd.
Yet I’m caught in their twisted war in a world in ruins and fraying at the edges. They won’t leave me alone, insisting I belong to them. That they’ll make me irrevocably theirs.
Resisting the fantasies they promise grows harder with every passing day, and it scares me how easily I’ve started thinking of them as my own monsters.
But I remind myself I obey no one. Especially when I’m starting to suspect that they had a hand to play in my family’s death.
They aren’t the first monsters I’ve faced. They’ll most certainly be the last…
🔥Childhood Friends/First Love 🔥Enemies to Lovers (but he’s actually been in love the whole time) 🔥Forced Proximity 🔥Roommates 🔥Second Chance 🔥“Fuck it” 🔥Toys as teammates 🔥It’s always been you 🔥Secret tattoo for her 🔥No Third Act Breakup 🔥✨Fancy✨ peen 🔥He Falls First and Hardest 🔥“Eyes on me” 🔥Smut reading MMC 🔥Curvy FMC 🔥Hurt/Comfort 🔥Found Family 🔥Dirty talking MMC 🔥She thinks he hates her but he knows her coffee order 🔥He takes care of her when she’s sick 🔥Broken MMC
Coming home and finding out my ex is my new roommate is a nightmare…especially when I’ve been pretending to hate her for years.
Harper Davidson has been ingrained on my heart since we were kids, and now she’s tattooed on my skin. But she’ll never know about either. Not when she’s better off thinking we’re enemies.
Having her in my space every day and sharing a wall with her every night is a challenge I never saw coming. A challenge I’m not sure I’m up to.
Especially when our daytime games turn into nighttime dares, pushing each other to the breaking point until our neighbors know exactly who’s making her scream.
As lines blur and feelings deepen, we begin teetering on the edge of something more. And it’s becoming harder to pretend that this is nothing—that she is nothing.
Because this second chance is starting to feel like a last chance.
It’s always been her for me, but I’m broken beyond repair and don’t know how to be the man she needs. These demons in my closet are never silent, and I’ll do anything to keep them from dragging her down with me.
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