He’s a single dad starting over in a new town. She’s a relentless flirt with a penchant for trouble, ten years younger than him, and the babysitter. What could go wrong?
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Hidden Identity/Forced Proximity/Billionaire/Age Gap
Release Date: January 30, 2025
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For five years, vengeance fueled me, keeping me alive through the darkness. Every move I made was calculated, every step bringing me closer to the justice stolen from me.
But I didn’t see the cost — not until it was too late.
My actions have put Imogene’s life in danger. The man I used to be can’t save her. The monster I became might destroy us both.
Now, the line between right and wrong is blurred beyond recognition, and the clock is ticking. One wrong move will cost me everything. Imogene, my redemption, and the future I never thought I could have.
They say love demands sacrifice. But how much more am I willing to lose?
The conclusion of Gideon and Imogene’s story is everything you could want. Everything that Gideon has overcome to get to this point seems irrelevant if it puts Imogene in peril and now he may have to choose between getting the justice he needs and the woman he can’t live without.
Imogene has always loved Gideon whether they were together or apart but she is still trying to come to terms with the man he has become verses her first love and with everything going on around them it isn’t the only challenge they are facing.
The strength of the characters and their relationship draws you in, the action keeps you on edge and the surprises keep coming as Gideon and Imogene face every obstacle together which only makes their love that much deeper.
T.K. Leigh is the USA Today Bestselling author of romance ranging from fun and flirty to sexy and suspenseful. Originally from New England, she now resides outside of Raleigh with her husband, beautiful daughter, special needs rescue dog, and three cats. When she’s not writing, she can be found training for her next marathon (of which she has run over twenty fulls and far too many halfs to recall) or chasing her daughter around the house.
Once in a while, after life gets you down, the universe throws you a bone. And if you’re really lucky, it comes in the form of a tattooed baby-wearing firefighter with piercing blue eyes and a heart of gold.
When Noah Hebert swung his axe and rescued me from a coffee shop bathroom, I had only a vague sense of who the tattooed lumberjack was. Turns out he’s more than broad shoulders and a thick beard. He’s a devoted single dad and my new neighbor.
Soon after, we find ourselves falling into an easy friendship. I help him with his fussy baby, and he helps me survive my ex-husband and little sister’s wedding. Despite my vow never to risk my heart again, my defenses quickly crumble. The sight of him rocking his sweet baby in those muscular, inked arms only makes matters worse. And when he defends me to my toxic family, the sparks of attraction between us catch fire.
I moved back here with a mission. Grow the food pantry and make our little town a better place. I can’t get mixed up with the grieving single dad, even if he likes to braid my hair and slow dance in the kitchen.
He moved across the country to escape the flames of his past and protect the little girl he now calls his own. But our town is sitting on a bed of secrets ready to ignite.
And when the heat causes my world to go up in smoke, I’m not sure it’s possible to sift through the rubble and find our happily ever after.
Author’s Note: Axe Backwards is a standalone small-town romance featuring a bleeding-heart heroine, a lumberjack firefighter, and a cute baby. If you enjoy single dads, fake dating, small-town shenanigans, lumberjack competitions, and baby sign language, you will not be disappointed. Come for the wood chopping, stay for the moose!
An imposing, handsome jerk who doesn’t trust me. And now we’re roommates.
He wanders around the apartment in nothing but gray sweatpants, looking like a broody, tattooed muscle god, and playing music that shakes the walls. I want to hate him for treating me like an intruder, but there’s something about the way he looks at me—like he’s trying to figure me out—that keeps pulling me in.
Archer Holland is loyal, caring, and protective—with everyone except me.
Every time I move around our apartment, I can feel his glare. And the worst part? It only makes me want him more.
Not that it matters.
He’s my brother’s best friend—the one guy I can never have. But after a late-night rescue, we go from sharing a wall to sharing a bed.
I’m not sure what my brother would do if he found out, but it doesn’t matter because Archer says it can’t happen again.
That imposing, handsome jerk is about to find out I’m done playing by his rules.
Comeback is a football romance with lots of spice, swoon, and a happily ever after. It’s the third book in the Holland Brothers series and can be read as a standalone.
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Rebecca Jenshak is a USA Today bestselling author of new adult and sports romance. She writes sexy, feel-good stories with lots of swoon-worthy moments.
Rebecca lives in Arizona. When she isn’t writing, you can find her cheering on local sports teams, hanging out with friends and family, or curled up with a good book.
🏈Review🏈 When Sabrina finds out about Brogan, the brother she did not know she had, she wants to meet him however her biggest obstacle comes from his best friend Archer as he does not trust her motives. It did not help that shortly after meeting them circumstances kept her away but now, she is back looking to reconnect and finds herself as their roommate.
Archer is deaf and even though his family have always been there for him it has caused him to feel isolated from other. Brogan is his brother by choice and wants to safeguard him from hurt so his interactions with Sabrina start as confrontational until he realizes the kind and caring woman she is.
Sabrina not only ensures that Archer does not feel excluded but goes out of her way to make him feel comfortable. The banter between them is humorous, the feelings between them undeniable and I enjoyed seeing their relationship unfold as well as the relationships they had with friends and family.
As the rookie catcher of the Daytona Fury, I have a lot to prove. Not only do I need to be perfect on the field, but I’m doing it all while fulfilling a promise to the woman who raised me. Graduating college was never as important to me as it was to my grandma, but I gave her my word that I’d finish, even though my future in the majors was sealed. When I find out I need one more class—one I know nothing about—I decide to hire a tutor to help me through it. But as soon as we get into our lessons, I realize I want her to teach me much more than the curriculum suggests.
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Starting over isn’t easy, especially when your ex-husband and his family are set on making it impossible. When I find myself without a job because they don’t want me switching to a “less respectable career”, I’m stuck paying for my own tuition to make my dreams come true. So when a side gig tutoring the city’s hottest professional baseball player in his Human Sexuality class lands in my lap, I take it, not expecting to feel all sorts of conflicting emotions once I get to know him. Ace Mathers may be ten years younger than me, but he’s determined to show me how to live.
FWAR is the third book in The Hometown Heartless series and contains a crossover character from The Next Life series. FWAR DOES contain spoilers for The Next Life duet and The Hometown Heartless series.
Reading the The Next Life duet and The Hometown Heartless series prior to FWAR will enhance your appreciation of this story as well as provide a better understanding of the depth of the character dynamics, personalities, and backstories.
How to complicate your rookie season in the NHL: fake date your former college rival and now teammate’s ex-girlfriend.
It’s a bad idea, and I know it, especially since Kendra Hart has had a hold over me since our freshman year of college. She has no idea how I feel, and I have zero control over my mouth when her life goes up in smoke and she needs a friend, along with a place to stay.
My coach, who also happens to be my stepdad, is warning me to stay away not only for the team’s sake but to spare me from getting hurt. I should probably listen to his advice. However, taking the simple route has never been my thing. And with every “fake” look, touch and kiss I give her, I think she might be starting to like me for more than just my British accent.
I’m starting to think this might be my best idea yet…
A New York brunch can be just brunch—a get-together with friends to carb off a hangover or go through the Sunday papers. But today isn’t just brunch. I can tell by the way Leo—one of my five best friends—is nervously fingering his collar. And by the way his new fiancée, Jules, is shifting her weight from hip to hip.
In fairness, the stakes are high today. We—Leo’s friends-slash-brothers in all but blood—will be meeting Jules’ best friend for the first time. It’s going to be fine. I’m sure of it. But the happy couple wants it to be more than fine.
“What do you think, Worth?” Jules asks. “Is it too obvious to put Fisher next to Sophia?”
I glance between Jules and Efa, the only two women in the room. “Obvious how?” I ask, picking my words carefully. I’m not sure exactly what should be obvious.
“That we’re setting them up,” Efa says, thwacking me on the arm as she leans forward on the table.
“I think it’s fine with Worth on the other side of her,” Jules says, answering her own question. “Like, she’s not going to think we’re setting her up with Worth and Fisher.”
I push my hands through my hair, trying to think what to make of that statement, when there’s a rush of noise by the door.
I glance around to see… the top of a woman’s head. She has long blonde hair that reaches the floor as she bends over to pull off a heel and toss it on the ground.
“I have to take these shoes off. They’re not made for walking. I was trying to be ladylike and refined, but you can take the girl out of Cincinnati—”
She straightens and we lock eyes. She’s beautiful. Her blonde hair is lighter at the front, like she’s spent the entire summer outside. And I can’t tear my gaze from her mouth—dusky-pink lips that form an almost-perfect circle as she stares back at me. I trace a line around the edge of her lips in my mind. A smattering of freckles kiss the bridge of her nose, and her hair is long and loose. I have to fight a full-body shudder at the thought of how it would feel against my skin.
Jesus, I want to stalk right over to her, back her up against the wall, and kiss her into Wednesday of next week. I’m not sure I’ve ever felt such a visceral, primal urge to be close to a woman in my life.
In fact, visceral, primal urges aren’t the norm for me at all. That’s exactly what makes me good in a crisis. I’m a cool head. A logical thinker. I don’t make rash decisions.
I don’t get the sudden urge to possess a woman. Not until today.
I’m vaguely aware of chatter behind me as the woman and I stare at each other like we’re sharing the exact same thoughts. All of a sudden, Efa pulls the beauty into a hug, effectively breaking our eye contact and bringing me back to the moment.
“Worth!” Jules practically bellows. “Meet my best friend in the entire world, Sophia.” She turns to Sophia. “I’m sitting you next to Worth, because honestly, he’s the best man in the world after Leo—”
“Hey,” Efa calls from across the room. “What about Bennett?”
“You didn’t let me finish my sentence. Whoever said the British are polite never met you!”
Efa and Jules dissolve into laughter, and Sophia’s eyes grow wide. She glances over at me, confused. I want to go to her, assure her that Efa and Jules are joking and there’s nothing to be concerned about, but before I put one foot in front of the other, she starts toward me.
“Hi,” she says, her smile blinding like I’m looking at the sun or something. She seems to be surrounded by lightness, like she’s glowing. I hear Bryan Ferry in the background, singing about being a slave to love—or am I imagining it? I need to snap the fuck out of whatever this is or I’m going to start seeing bluebirds lifting her napkin into her lap and squirrels pulling out her chair.
“Hey,” I say. Normally I’d hug anyone introduced to me by Efa or Jules, but I can’t risk touching Sophia. Instead, I hold out my hand, like I’m in a f*cking boardroom.
I’m an idiot.
A f*cking idiot.
Surprisingly, her smile widens, like offering to shake her hand is even better than scoring the winning touchdown at the Super Bowl. We stare at each other for a beat, oblivious to what’s going on around us. I’m vaguely aware of more people at the door and the clinking of glasses, but I have no desire to move out of the bubble I find myself in—we’ve found ourselves in.
Sophia slides her hand into mine and a small gasp escapes her lips. A growl reverberates in my chest. Her hand feels so soft, so tiny, so… mine, it’s difficult to describe.
Jules breaks the moment by shouting, “Turn this music off, Leo. Put on something fun.” Then she takes Sophia’s free hand and pulls her away from me. Sophia glances back over her shoulder, and I can’t do anything but stare at her: the way her hair falls down her back, wavy and loose, like water running over stones; the way her jeans hug her ass in exactly the way I want to; the way I can feel her hand in mine, even now when she’s across the room.
“Bryan Ferry is fucking cool,” Leo replies.
He’s right. Bryan Ferry is f*cking cool. Although I never thought so until just now.
Everyone arrives except Byron, who’s rarely in New York. He’s messaged the group to say he’s in Acapulco. I’m probably the only one who knows that actually means he’s in Montana. Long story.
Jules guides us to our seats. We all have place cards. Now, I like the fact that our group of six is expanding to include the women who have fallen for my best friends. Things are bound to shift and change, and I’m okay with that too. I also really like Efa and Jules. But place cards? Next we’ll be wearing tuxedos for brunch.
I scan the place settings and find my name next to Sophia’s. Okay, so maybe place cards aren’t such a bad thing. Fisher sits down on her other side—which is when Jules and Efa’s excited chatter about setting up
Sophia with Fisher comes back to me.
Sophia is meant for Fisher. Not me.
A dull kernel of disappointment lodges in my gut, and I try to shake it off as everyone takes their seats around the table. How can I be disappointed? Fisher is a great guy. I love him like a brother. He’s the life and soul of the party, creative but with a business brain. In personality, he’s almost my exact opposite. Jules is Sophia’s best friend. If Jules thinks Fisher is a good fit for her, she must be right.
This is fine. This is how it’s meant to be. Fisher and Sophia. Perfect.
Blurb: Loyal, hardworking, and trustworthy, I’m used to putting everyone’s needs before my own. I’m the ultimate good guy. But when Sophia Jones walks into my life, everything changes. Beautiful, guarded, and completely off-limits, she’s all I can see. Even though she’s being set up with one of my best friends, I want her for myself.
I try to fight my feelings but soon realize it’s futile. Thrown together at our friends’ wedding in Vegas, the more I spend time with her, the greedier I am for longer.
Vegas has a way of turning rules upside down, and one night changes everything. Between stolen glances and secret moments, I do the unthinkable—I ask her to marry me. Maybe it’s the drinks. Maybe it’s the city. Or maybe it’s because she feels the same connection I do, but she says yes.
Sophia’s hiding something—I can see it in her eyes—but it doesn’t matter. She’s mine now. And I’ll do whatever it takes to convince her this isn’t just a mistake. This is the beginning of forever.
“I’m fine,” I say quickly. Not wanting to sleep while wrapped in one of his shirts.
He turns to face me, his large frame seeming to fill the entire hallway, and I step back until I feel the press of the wall against my backside.
“You’re fine?” he asks, so close that the warmth of his breath tickles my neck.
I swallow hard. “Yeah.”
He reaches out and runs his knuckles over the front of my still-damp sweatshirt.
“Don’t think I can handle the thought of you … wet in my bed,” he murmurs as he steps in closer.
The deep, seductive tone of his voice and the heat of him render me speechless for a few beats.
“What?”
“You heard me, Tiger.”
The sound of his old nickname for me pulls me from my momentary brain fog, and I bring my hands up between us and give him a firm shove.
He doesn’t budge.
“Step back,” I demand. “And save your dirty mouth for someone who would appreciate it.”
“I seem to remember my dirty mouth being one of your favorite things,” he whispers into my ear before he leans back.
The man is walking, talking sex on a stick. Why does he have to be so damn attractive? A gentleman would have gone away for a few years and returned with a beer belly and a receding hairline, but not Parker Alston. No, this asshole came home taller, broader, and with fucking rock-hard abs.
I glance up at him and narrow my eyes at the triumphant grin gracing his stupidly handsome face.
“Yeah, well, I had nothing to compare it to back then. Turns out, that mouth isn’t as talented as I once thought,” I say.
His grin widens. “Oh, trust me, it was talented then, and it’s only gotten better with practice.”
Blurb:
They say time heals all wounds, but some cut too deep—or so I thought.
I’ve built a life I love and am proud of in Sandcastle Cove, running the bar, keeping things simple, and enjoying my single life. I don’t need anyone, especially not Parker—the boy who shattered my heart and left me to pick up the pieces after we lost everything.
Then he walks back into town. But he’s no longer that scared, reckless seventeen-year-old; now he’s a man—steady, confident, and determined to make amends. He says he’s here to stay and ready to fight for us.
But what does he expect? That I’ll just hand him my heart again? Forgiving him feels impossible. Trusting him? Even harder. Yet every time our eyes meet, it reminds me of what we once had, and my walls crack a little more, making me wonder if it’s worth risking my heart again.
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The one man who wouldn’t hesitate to kill me if he discovered the truth about me… believed he was my mate.
It was a fleeting moment.
A chance encounter that would slip away like so many before it.
Or so Cadence thought.
But when she woke imprisoned in the Unseelie Kingdom, with no memory of how she got there, and no way to escape, she soon realized that fate had other plans for her.
Cadence
My life was simple. I ran the apothecary in my village, cared for my parents, and tried to keep my reckless brother out of trouble.
I hid in the shadows of the unremarkable, blending seamlessly into the background, unnoticed and overlooked.
It was safer that way.
That was, until he walked into the marketplace, with his storm-grey eyes and a smirk that was as sinful as it was dangerous. His presence stole my breath away, and the overwhelming urge to run consumed me.
To him, or from him? I didn’t know.
Ryker
The moment I laid eyes on her, she became mine.
My Temptress.
My Mate.
The more Cadence tries to fight me, the more desperate I become to conquer her.
It’s a slow descent into madness.
A pull I’m unable to resist, even though it threatens to bring me to the edge of myself. I know it will tear me apart. Yet, I would never escape it, because in the darkness she is mine, and mine alone.
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𝑽𝑰𝑪𝑰𝑶𝑼𝑺 𝑨𝑫𝑫𝑰𝑪𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺: A Mafia Romance (The Next Vicious Generation Book 1) by USA Today bestselling author Ivy Fox releases on February 28th. Check out this teaser!
Vicious Addictions is the first installment in this action-packed and drama-filled mafia romance series from USA Today Bestselling Author Ivy Fox.
“Enter the dangerous world of power, passion, and forbidden love in The Next Vicious Generation—where blind loyalty always comes at a price.”
This is Jude Romano’s story.
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Author’s note: The Next Vicious Generation is an interconnected standalone series that serves as a spin-off to the Rotten Love Duet. Each book in this series will focus on one of Selene’s children, now grown up and just as fierce and fearless as their fathers. While reading the Rotten Love Duet is not essential before starting this series, it is highly recommended for a deeper understanding of the characters and their backstory.
Why you need to #ONECLICK this book… 🏈Sports Romance (He’s the Quarterback)
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💕Paris Fling
🏈He Falls First
💕Small Town
🏈Close Proximity
💕Celebrity Romance
🏈Billionaire Romance
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Quarterback Clay “Mr. Perfect” Braden is determined to show sexy scientist Pepper Montgomery the benefits of hands-on research in PLAYING MR. PERFECT, the first book in the Bradens at Ridgeport series. Loaded with heat, humor, and heart, this steamy, small-town, opposites-attract standalone romance is unputdownable.No cheating, no cliffhangers, and a happily ever after that will leave you breathless.
What happens in Paris, stays in Paris, right? Oh, Pepper. If only…
Okay, I admit it.
Sleeping with the NFL quarterback who the media has dubbed Mr. Perfect might not have been the smartest move, but I’m in the City of Love, I’d had a few drinks, and was jacked up on giddy girl talk and hopeful hearts—two things I never buy into—and I threw caution to the wind.
I want to sneak out before he wakes up, but when I open my eyes, he’s already up.
In more ways than one.
Convincing the ridiculously cocky (pun intended) man that I’m not the woman he slept with last night is awkward. Actually, he makes it impossible.
The thing is, I don’t even know who that woman was.
They say time heals all wounds, but some cut too deep—or so I thought.
I’ve built a life I love and am proud of in Sandcastle Cove, running the bar, keeping things simple, and enjoying my single life. I don’t need anyone, especially not Parker—the boy who shattered my heart and left me to pick up the pieces after we lost everything.
Then he walks back into town. But he’s no longer that scared, reckless seventeen-year-old; now he’s a man—steady, confident, and determined to make amends. He says he’s here to stay and ready to fight for us.
But what does he expect? That I’ll just hand him my heart again? Forgiving him feels impossible. Trusting him? Even harder. Yet every time our eyes meet, it reminds me of what we once had, and my walls crack a little more, making me wonder if it’s worth risking my heart again.
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