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 that’s 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.
The unauthorized acquisition of equipment or materials.
Sometimes that refers to clients as well.
When we took this job, it was supposed to be a simple pickup. That all went to hell the moment we stepped onto the tarmac and found bullet casings instead of the actor and actress who were supposed to be returning to Kansas with us for a “real-life training scenario”.
If anyone questioned why a person might kidnap Audrey Leigh at gunpoint, all they had to do was wait for her to open her mouth. Full of sass and spice, this woman drove me freaking insane.
Sorry, you have to be the close protection agent on this one.
My teammates were supposed to have my back, but instead, they tossed me into the lion’s den with a woman who would be damn near impossible to resist. That leather outfit was made for sinning, but then again, so was her mouth. She was a temptation I needed to avoid, yet she pushed me at every turn, forcing me out of my comfort zone until I snapped.
And that was in between every attempt we made to keep her alive.
She had more men trying to take her than any client I’d ever had before. I lost count of the number of people who want her and her best friend dead.
At least he knew how to follow instructions.
But I would be lying if I said their closeness didn’t bother me. Supposedly, it was strictly platonic, but the way he always held her hand and smothered her with homemade smoothies said otherwise.
It would be so much easier if she hated me.
Or better yet, wasn’t my client.
There was a hands-off policy for a reason, and I could guarantee she was gonna push me until I broke it.
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Slider will do anything for his team so when they find themselves without a leader he agrees to accept an assignment to protect Audrey and Spencer who are celebrities. He believes that this will be a simple task of showing her how to protect herself while keeping her safe however he soon realizes he only knows part of the story.
Being a celebrity has both its perks and its setbacks. Audrey has her own reasons for hiring Owens Protective Services, but her plans go quickly awry especially when it involves this quirky cast of characters.
The banter between Slider and Audrey as well as the rest of the team is humorous, and the surprises keep coming as they take us a fun and action filled adventure.
I’m a stay at home mom that loves to read. Some of my favorite titles are Pride and Prejudice, Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, and Horatio Hornblower. I started writing when I was trying to come up with suggestions on ways I could help bring in some extra money. I came up with the idea that I could donate plasma because you could earn an extra $500/month. My husband responded with, “No. Find something else. Write a blog. Write a book.” I didn’t think I had anything to share on blog that a thousand other mothers hadn’t already thought of. I decided to take his challenge seriously and sat down to write my first book, Jack. I was surprised at how much I enjoyed writing. From there, the stories continued to flow and I haven’t been able to stop. I hope my readers enjoy my books as much as I enjoy writing them. Between reading, writing, and taking care of three small kids, my days are quite full.
🧡 Brother’s Best Friend 🧡 Football Romance 🧡 Roommates/Close Proximity 🧡 Secret Romance Author 🧡 Teenage Crush 🧡 Golden Retriever Hero 🧡 Slow Burn 🧡 Interconnected Standalone
Tyler Quinn
There is a beautiful woman unexpectedly living in my house. A woman I sort of know because she’s my best friend’s little sister. Although, she’s definitely not so little anymore.
My entire professional career, I’ve been the starting tight end for the Tampa Tarpons. Life as a football player keeps me in the spotlight, when my preference is the dark. Through unfortunate past experiences, I guard my privacy the most, therefore I don’t do roommates, ever. But when my best friend calls and says he needs a favor, I don’t say no. Although I wish I had. Now she’s here, with her gorgeous turquoise eyes, big trusting smile, and taking up my spot on my couch. I’ve established the rules for how this is going to go, but as time passes, and she opens up, I find it’s becoming harder and harder not to break them.
Lily Kent
If I know one thing for certain, I’m never dating another football player again.
After walking away from a very long and expired relationship, I needed a place to stay to plan out my life. My new life. I can work anywhere, so when my brother suggests crashing with his best friend Tyler, I say,”Yes.” Who doesn’t love palm trees, sunshine, and an attractive roommate? Tyler is the definition of tall, dark, and handsome, but the best part is he’s also kind. He makes me feel grounded when everything else feels upside down. He makes me feel things I wasn’t expecting. I know I said no more athletes, but in those moments when his hand grazes my back or when he makes me laugh, I wonder about my plans. Maybe I should change them, if we should, after all, fate did lead me to his door.
From the time they were kids in Brooklyn, Shotgun knew he was meant to follow Irish everywhere. But living in the shadow of the man who got everything he ever wanted has tested the limits of Shotgun’s loyalty. So when Irish brutally meets his maker, Shotgun’s devotion shatters once and for all.
Stepping up to fill his fallen brother’s shoes, Shotgun accepts his new role as VP of the Kings of Anarchy MC. Then the first in a long line of betrayals begins as Shotgun finds himself drawn to Irish’s overwhelmed widow. Jade is the one woman Shotgun always wanted but could never have, and he can’t stand by and just watch as she and her children drown in their grief.
Heartache pulls Shotgun and Jade together quickly, their connection deepening as they cope with their shared loss. Soon neither can deny that beneath their sadness simmers the potential for a red hot passion. But defying the Kings’ code would be a costly mistake for both of them since Jade still belongs to Irish in the club’s eyes.
As Shotgun wrestles with the decision to face the wrath of his brothers, chaos erupts, and the new VP finds himself face-to-face with a deadly shot at revenge. But surviving means facing the demands of outlaw justice. Will Shotgun finally claim Jade or will their forbidden love also find its way to an early grave?
Property Of Shotgun is a thrilling tale of loyalty and forbidden love. Grab your kutte and get ready for a heart-wrenching ride that will leave you breathless.
About Janine
USA Today bestselling author Janine Infante Bosco lives in New York City, she has always loved reading and writing. When she was thirteen, she began to write her own stories and her passion for writing took off as the years went on. At eighteen, she even wrote a full screenplay with dreams of one day becoming a member of the Screen Actors Guild.
Janine writes emotionally charged novels with an emphasis on family bonds, strong willed female characters, and alpha male men who will do anything for the women they love. She loves to interact with fans and fellow avid romance readers like herself.
She is proud of her success as an author and the friendships she’s made in the book community but her greatest accomplishment to date would be her two sons Joseph and Paul.
💛Single Dad x Nanny 🩵He’s a Tattoo Artist 💛She’s a Grad Student
From USA Today Bestselling Author Kat Savage, comes a brand-new spinoff series: Family of Misfits! If you fell in love with the found family in the Men of Bird’s Eye series, travel south to Nashville, where the second studio location is up and running under the ownership of a familiar face with a new crew of artists!
Ridge Jessup is many things—an award-winning tattoo artist with celebrity clientele, the manager of the Bird’s Eye Tattoo Studio Nashville location… oh, and a thirty-five-year-old single father to a rowdy little girl.
With work getting busier, convention season coming up, and his daughter booted from her third daycare this month, he’s in desperate need of summer help. Forget about having a personal life or dating—he’s just trying to survive.
Darcy Anderson is a handful of credits short of her degree and broke. The college fund her grandmother left her didn’t withstand the test of time or inflation.
When she sees an ad for a summer nannying job, it seems perfect—one kid, weekdays only, and compensation well above average. It almost seems too good to be true.
The moment Ridge lays eyes on Darcy, he really doesn’t want to give her the job. She’s hot, smart, and funny—a dangerous combination that feels disastrous—especially with the ten-year age gap between them. But of all the candidates interviewed, his daughter only likes her. It’s a real dilemma.
Despite his best efforts to keep their relationship professional, things get hot and heavy as complications continue to mount. Darcy finds herself torn—her practical brain still preparing for the perfectly planned future she envisioned for herself while her fairytale-loving heart is looking to override everything for a single dad and his little girl she doesn’t want to walk away from.
Well, sixty nine if you count me, Elizabeth Sweet, Monhegan’s newest resident and retired child star.
When I first step off the boat, I’m ready to be charmed by the island that holds the sweetest memories from my childhood. A place so remote that even the pesky media won’t bother to look for me here.
What I get instead is exasperation.
“Summer people.” It’s grumbled like a curse, a growl of sorts. No one seems to want me here, least of all the grumpy sheriff who seems affronted by my mere existence.
He’s stupidly handsome, goes nowhere without his beloved golden retriever Bing, and speaks in nothing but grunts.
Unfortunately for Fisher Jones, I’m not going anywhere. In fact we’re neighbors. And his niece Sutton, like every other eight year old in America, is obsessed with me.
Summer in Monhegan isn’t at all what I expect, but neither is Fisher. I haven’t quite figured out why he’s so miserable, but I’m also not volunteering what I’m running from.
All I know is the Islanders aren’t the only ones worming their way into my heart. Though, I suppose it won’t matter how I feel, if my past catches up to me. Maybe I’m destined to be nothing more than 𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚.
Giovanni is my savior… But he wants me for himself.I’ve grown used to men wanting me and taking what’s not theirs to take.
But he’s different.
He wants to keep me, make me part of his dark world, and I would gladly follow him into the darkness.
But his life is trapped in a cage, and his family holds the keys. If forced to choose, we could lose it all.The danger doesn’t scare me half as much as the thought of living without him.
Giovanni
I didn’t choose this life. It chose me.
Born into a powerful mob family, darkness and danger are all I’ve ever known.
But when I stumble upon Aria being held captive in the basement of a senator’s house, everything I’ve embraced and accepted about my life gets thrown out the window.
I’m drawn to her strength, to her lightness, to her beauty in my dark world.
But she deserves better than trading one cage for another.
Now I’m torn between protecting Aria… And keeping her for myself.
“Hand over a little of that control, Baby. You can trust me with it.”
Another inch closer, and I’ll be doing just that—kissing him.
“Aren’t you scared?” I ask. “You’ve lost people too. You could start falling for me, and then I could just up and leave.”
“Oh, Baby Girl.” He runs the callous pad of his thumb across my bottom lip, smiling knowingly at me.
“For a girl who thinks she has it all worked out, you just don’t get it, do you?”
Even if I wanted to reply, I couldn’t.
Sawyer closes the remaining distance between us, whispering against my lips, “I already am.”
Just like I knew I would, I let him kiss me. Every single bone melting until I can’t be sure I’m upright.
His hand slides further along the bench until it leaves the wooden frame and wraps around my shoulder, pulling me into him.
This kiss is sweet with no tongues, a dance and test of each other’s limitations. Or maybe just mine. But I know what I want, even if a part of me screams to ignore it.
A whimper races up my throat, the appreciative sound urging him on. His smooth tongue lightly traces the seam of my lips, and I part for him like a goddamn river breaking its banks.
Sawyer smiles into the kiss, satisfied with how easy it was to have his way with me.
I pull away from him, chest heaving, blood pumping, tingles everywhere—especially between my thighs. “You see, this is exactly what I mean. Kissing you is dangerous.”
A soft laugh bubbles from him, and he ducks his head, kissing the underside of my jaw. “I want to do a lot more than just kiss you.”
I feel my thong grow damp. “You know we can’t do that.”
He kisses my jaw again. “For the same reasons you told me we couldn’t kiss?”
I feel my defenses fly up. I need to shut down this conversation before it ventures into unsafe territory like discussing the feelings I know I’m rapidly developing for this man. “No. Because last time was only above average.” I blurt out in a panic.
He looks hurt, and I hate that.
“I was more than a six, and you know it.”
Shaking my head, I shuffle a centimeter away from him. “No, that was the truth. It was … vanilla?”
Sawyer narrows his eyes. “You’re being totally serious, aren’t you?”
I nod once, despising my response. My hesitancy to sleep with him again isn’t centered around his abilities in bed, and I know it. There’s only one way I’d let Sawyer take me back to bed, and that’s if feelings weren’t involved for him and Ezra wasn’t at risk of getting pulled into it. The worst-case scenario would be him seeing us in a compromising position and wondering if I was his dad’s girlfriend after all. I could never do that to him or Sawyer.
Regardless of my nod, Sawyer looks determined, reaching out and twisting a lock of my hair around his finger. “Hypothetically speaking, if we slept together again, what would you want me to do?”
Oh Jesus.
The ache in my core borders on unbearable, and I bite my lip, trying to center myself.
“I guess, first, I’d like you to not fall any further for me. Sex, combined with emotions, makes things complicated.”
He visibly deflates, and I feel shitty for it.
“So, you only want a no-strings type of arrangement?”
“Yes. I think you’re hot as fuck, and I can show you what I like in bed. But for everyone’s sake, this can only be about sex. If you don’t think you can do that, then I get it.”
Sawyer’s eyes search mine—pain, frustration, annoyance, and then acceptance passing through them like a carousel. “If it were only me, I would risk my feelings to be with you in any way you wanted. This isn’t just about me though, and I can’t only think of myself; I have to think of my son too. He’s perceptive—maybe more than I’ve previously given him credit for—and I don’t want to sneak around behind his back. If we were just fuck buddies, that’s what we’d have to do.” Sawyer tucks the piece of hair he was playing with behind my ear. He doesn’t look certain of his next words, an internal war taking place in his mind. “And I don’t think I can do that.”
I don’t reply because there isn’t anything else to say. He’s right. The cold facts are here, between us, swirling in the freezing Brooklyn night sky.
This is the right decision.
This is for the best. For me, for Sawyer, and especially for Ezra.
I’m not mom material; I can barely hold down a job, for Christ’s sake.
My time in New York was slowly coming to an end anyway, and this way, no one gets hurt.
So, why does it already feel like I am?
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The plan was simple: just me, my boy and hockey.
I’m the unapproachable NHL captain with a reputation for chewing up reporters in interviews, forwards on the ice and shutting down anyone who tries to get close to me. And that’s how I like it—no feelings, no complications, and zero chance of reliving the grief I experienced when my wife passed away seven years ago.
But sometimes the best laid plans go up in flames, and that’s exactly what Collins Mackenzie does when strolls into a bar one post-game night and gives me a taste of the cold shoulder I’ve bestowed on all those around me.
The only person she doesn’t dismiss? My boy. In fact, she lights him up with her pink hair and perfectly winged eyeliner, leaving him fascinated and me infatuated.
There’s only one problem: she’s nine years younger, convinced I’m not her type and doesn’t do relationships. She doesn’t even hang around in the same city beyond a few months. Trouble is, I want her permanence right next to me—on the couch watching movies and in my bed on lazy mornings.
I’m ready to chase her, no matter where she goes or how quickly she hits the accelerator. This girl is a ride I never want to get off.
I can’t hold back my smile as I dive into the pool. When I emerge, Jackson is inches from me. I run my hands through my hair, pushing my breasts out farther, practically asking for trouble.
“You know how this looks. If Noah walks out…”
“Like two people having an innocent swim?” I ask, sucking in my bottom lip.
He swims around me. “Is this innocent, Peach?”
“I’m not sure.”
My heart rate spikes. He’s behind me now, the heat of his body radiating against my skin. Tension builds between my thighs. His warm breath brushes against my earlobe. “What exactly do you think is going to happen that makes this not innocent?”
He’s baiting me. He wants me to admit what I want. His hand loops around my belly, tugging me against him, and I gasp. He’s hard everywhere. His erection presses between my ass cheeks. My body feels like it’s on fire, a surge of lust coursing through me…
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Dayton Calloway and I wouldn’t have gotten together if it weren’t for two pink lines.
After getting divorced, Francisca Dawson is attempting to find out who she is and how she wants her life to look. One thing she knows is that there isn’t room for a man in that equation. But then she meets Dayton Calloway. A man who is charming, funny, and unbelievably gorgeous. Unable to deny their connection, she gets lost in the moment and gives into his dirty mouth and skilled hands.
Actions have consequences.
Dayton knew that he never wanted to get married or have children. His upbringing before he entered foster care showed him that. So he took all precautions to make sure that wasn’t a possibility.
But like they say nothing is ever one hundred percent.
Now, he’s picturing life as a father and coming to terms with the possibility of having everything he never knew he wanted with a woman who is not only taking up space in his life, but that empty space in his chest.
Before you go, do you take a chance and risk it all, or do you just let go and possibly miss out on the most beautiful love you’ve ever known? That’s what Dayton and Francisca will have to figure out.
A.L. Jackson is the New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author of contemporary romance. She writes emotional, sexy, heart-filled stories about boys who usually like to be a little bit bad.
If she’s not writing, you can find her hanging out by the pool with her family, sipping cocktails with her friends, or of course with her nose buried in a book.
All I’ve ever dreamed of is revenge. It’s how I survived the darkest parts of my childhood. The parts I’ve confessed to only one man. Then, I find out he’s the one who slayed my real-life bogeyman. Now all I dream of is him.
My best friend’s father. Forbidden. Nefarious.
A fact that fails to stifle my desire for him. But, when I attempt to breach his impenetrable heart, he unknowingly pushes me into the clutches of an evil I was unprepared for.
She’s untouchable, even for me. The girl has dealt with enough in her life without me adding to it. Once her demon-slayer, she’s now demanding more from me. As much as I ache to give in to her delicious touch, I can’t. No matter how loud the inferno inside me roars for her.
My daughter’s best friend. Illicit. Taboo.
It’s not enough to keep my needy stare from her body when she’s near. Then, I make the mistake of shutting her out. Now, I must help her claw her way out of the hell I threw her into.
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💕Small Town 🔥Age Gap 💕Ex Boyfriend’s Dad 🔥Single Mom x Single Dad 💕Grumpy Sunshine 🔥Daddy Kink 💕She Falls First/He Falls Harder 🔥Baker 💕Blue Collar 🔥Forced Proximity
I’m pretty in pink dipped in sunshine and sweet Southern smiles. He’s blue collar wrapped up in a gruff summer storm with a scowl. He also happens to be my ex-boyfriend’s dad. Not only is Conway Levine grumpy, arrogant, and entirely too handsome for his own good, with the salt and pepper scruff lining his sharp jawline and his thick, corded arms, but he also had a front row seat fourteen years ago to a drunken night so mortifying I can’t look him in the eye without feeling the shame all over again. Living in a small town makes avoiding him impossible, even more when you add in the fact that his daughter is friends with mine. When a little tardiness and a whole lot of bad luck lands me partnering with him at our children’s school, I’m certain I won’t survive. Before I know it, the dread from having to work with him turns into a burning desire impossible to ignore when his once stone cold demeanor shifts into longing, heated stares, and somehow, he knows all the right things to whisper in my ear to get under my skin… and my dress. Between his filthy mouth and stifling need to devour me any chance he gets, the chemistry we share between the sheets quickly becomes something out of my wildest dreams. Except Conway doesn’t do relationships, and I’m not built for casual. But I couldn’t quit him even if I tried. When all is said and done, will I be able to protect my already tattered heart or will it end up shattered into a million beautiful, messy pieces?
I’m the unapproachable NHL captain with a reputation for chewing up reporters in interviews, forwards on the ice and shutting down anyone who tries to get close to me. And that’s how I like it—no feelings, no complications, and zero chance of reliving the grief I experienced when my wife passed away seven years ago.
But sometimes the best laid plans go up in flames, and that’s exactly what Collins Mackenzie does when strolls into a bar one post-game night and gives me a taste of the cold shoulder I’ve bestowed on all those around me.
The only person she doesn’t dismiss? My boy. In fact, she lights him up with her pink hair and perfectly winged eyeliner, leaving him fascinated and me infatuated.
There’s only one problem: she’s nine years younger, convinced I’m not her type and doesn’t do relationships. She doesn’t even hang around in the same city beyond a few months. Trouble is, I want her permanence right next to me—on the couch watching movies and in my bed on lazy mornings.
I’m ready to chase her, no matter where she goes or how quickly she hits the accelerator. This girl is a ride I never want to get off.
The Only Thing That’s Real is book three in the Only in Goose Hollow series by USA Today Bestselling author Lisa Shelby! In this interconnected standalone, take a trip back to Goose Hollow and go on tour with the Hollow Knocks!
Ryan Staley has got to go.
We hired the beautiful, fierce journalist to chronicle my band’s farewell tour.
But that was before my life blew up.
Before every stage I performed on became shrouded in the shame of my secret.
A secret I haven’t even shared with my bandmates, my chosen family.
Now is not the time for deep-diving questions about my life, but Ryan is around every corner I turn and refuses to be intimidated or ignored.
She wants to know what I’ll do when my touring career comes to a screeching halt, and I move back to the small town I couldn’t run away from fast enough.
A town I can no longer avoid.
But Ryan has claimed every spare thought in my head. Her lips, hypnotizing to the point of distraction. The perfect rasp of her voice, sending chills down my spine, asking questions I can’t answer, and making me risk spilling all my secrets.
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