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NEW RELEASE & EXCERPT!!! ~ HeartLess by Kristy Love

Title: HeartLess
Author: Kristy Love
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 18, 2018
Cover Design: Emily Wittig Designs and Photography
 
Plan the wedding of the century. Get the job. To hell with the guy.
 
Bianca Fair’s hard work was paying off. After slaving for years as an event planner, the partnership of her dreams was in her grasp. The respect and admiration of her peers was only a wedding away. All of her carefully crafted plans were falling into place. Finally.
 
Enter Nash James … heartthrob … sex symbol … rock god … His band was number one on the charts, and he was number one on the freebie list of every woman alive.
 
Rock music’s “It Boy” was marrying Hollywood’s “It Girl,” and Bianca’s career hung in the balance.
 
No problem. Piece of cake. She could plan this wedding in her sleep. This was what she thrived on.
 
Too bad the last time she saw Nash James, he was skipping town after crushing her heart.
 
And no way in hell could the bride-to-be find out Bianca had loved her fiancé first.

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BOOK & EXCERPT TOUR!!! ~ Chasing My Forever by Heidi McLaughlin

Title:  Chasing My Forever
Series: The Beaumont Series: Next Generation #3
Author: Heidi McLaughlin 
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 9, 2018
Cover Design: Sarah Hansen at OkayCreations.
Photography: Mae I Design
Models: Alex Denning & Cherry Albrecht

“Gah! You want this book! Need to know this story! All I can say is Yes!! Yes you need Quinn James in your life! Yes Heidi McLaughlin is continuing all the things I loved about her Beaumont Series into this Next Generation!!” -Amber, The Geekery Book Review
Music is his passion. It’s in his blood. Yet, Quinn James isn’t sure if stardom is right for him. His family wants him to join a band, and follow in his father’s footsteps but fear holds him back. He can’t explain it, and when he tries, no one understands what he’s afraid of or why he’s content playing coffee shop gigs where no one knows him.

Eleanora Boone wants to live her life, not the one her very southern parents planned for her, which is why she chose a college thousands of miles away. Now she’s faced with returning home or doing something that would defy her family. When an opportunity to visit Los Angeles falls in her lap, she uses it to become someone different.

California is everything Eleanora thought it would be, and even more so when she meets Quinn, the shy, reserved and brooding musician who’s the complete opposite of the guys she’s used to back home. 
 
For the first time, Quinn’s smitten. The new, mysterious waitress has him wrapped around her finger, and he finds that he is finally able to open up and trust someone outside of his family circle. 
 
But living a different life comes with its risks, and for Eleanora, that risk is a secret that has the power to destroy both of them.

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BOOK TOUR & EXCERPT!!! ~ Evan’s Encore by RB Hilliard

Title: Evan’s Encore
Series: Meltdown: The Conclusion
Author: RB Hilliard
Genre: Romantic Suspense/Rock
Release Date: October 3, 2018

Evan Walker is living the dream. As Meltdown’s new keyboardist, he has finally found where he belongs. Unfortunately, his wife doesn’t share the same dream. When the band decides to take a break, Evan goes home, only to discover his reality is not as it seems. 
Unthinkable secrets are revealed, flipping his world upside down. 
Quinn Kinley has lived a charmed life, but after suffering a terrible loss and her mother’s sudden move to Florida, she finds herself left with a bar to run and more house than she knows what to do with. She comes up with a plan: get a housemate.
 
He’s a rock star. She’s a country girl.
She’s looking for a housemate. He needs a place to live. 
 
Love isn’t a consideration… but sometimes love happens when you least expect it.

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NEW RELEASE & EXCERPT!!! ~ Facing the Beat by Riley Long

Title: Facing the Beat
Series: Young Spades #2
Author: Riley Long
Genre: NA M/M Romance
Release Date: October 1, 2018

 

Lead guitarist for the indie rock band Young Spades, Liam Wilson has a shot at big city fortune–or he would, if he wasn’t too busy licking his wounds to admit the real reason his girlfriend left him. Determined to stay single, Liam has no time for anything–or anyone–new. 
 
Jack Newton is used to playing the field. A talented photographer, he knows exactly what he wants and how to get it. There’s just one hitch: when an enigmatic guitar player wanders in front of his lens, Jack feels the tug of a chord he has never heard before.
 
 
 
 

The bathroom was empty, and Liam thanked his lucky stars. He made his way to his favorite shower stall, last in the row, and pulled the curtain behind him. The bench in the little changing area was dry, so he placed his clean clothes on it, and hung his towel on the hook. Liam shucked his clothes and turned on the water, the sound echoing in the tiled bathroom, as he waited a few moments for it to come up to temperature before stepping in.Immediately, Liam sighed. The water was hot and relaxing, and he was glad he’d decided to shower now, in the middle of the afternoon, when there was nobody else around. He had the whole bathroom to himself, which almost never happened. Usually the times Liam was free, the bathroom was teeming with underclassmen. He relished the time alone.

As the surprisingly good water pressure eased the knots out of his shoulders, Liam soaped himself up and washed his hair. He stood there, letting the water rush over his body for longer than necessary and after a couple of minutes, he decided to relax further. He slid a hand down to his groin and palmed his dick, then began stroking.

He let his mind wander to his go-to jerk-off scenes, mostly images from porn he’d mentally filed away for later. Sweat, fingers pressing into flesh, teeth digging into tender places. He pulled up mental images of breasts, legs, asses. Nothing was doing it for him though.

His thoughts jumped to what Shane and Ari were doing after all, then steered himself aggressively in another direction. Ari was his roommate for Christ’s sake. Shane was in his band. It was just fucking weird.

Liam leaned back on the shower wall and dropped his head against the thick plastic divider between stalls, eyes closed. It figured. Too much pot, too much stress, too much on his mind. Way too tired. Way too tired. He sighed and gave up. Just his luck he couldn’t get anything to happen on the rare occasion he was alone and needed to relax.

He gave up on the shower, turning off the water then toweling off. He’d brought a button-down plaid shirt and skintight jeans, which he tugged on to his damp skin with some effort. He planned to wear this particular outfit to the show tonight, and didn’t want to have to go through the effort of changing again.

All clean, dry, and changed, Liam headed back to his room. He gave the courtesy double-knock he and Ari had agreed on before he walked in, hoping Ari and his boyfriend Shane hadn’t taken advantage of his disappearance to have sex. It happened sometimes, and there was nothing worse than coming back to catch them hastily putting clothes on, or to find the room smelling of sweat and cum.

Liam found them exactly as he’d left them, snuggling on Ari’s bed, watching videos on someone’s phone. He felt a pang in his gut.

“Hey guys,” he said, barely able to conceal his grumpiness. He shut the door and dumped his things onto the dirty clothes pile on the floor.

“Hey,” they said in unison, barely seeming to register his presence.

Liam debated lighting up a joint as he climbed back onto his bed. It would certainly improve his mood, but Ellie would be likely to kill him if she found out he’d been getting high before a show. Liam played lead guitar for indie-rock band Young Spades, and Shane was the lead singer. Ari had become their number-one groupie, and appeared front-row at every show to cheer them on, or perched backstage waiting to tell Shane how fantastic he sounded. They’d only been dating about six months, but Ari had become a fixture at their concerts. Liam didn’t mind—Ari was the best roommate he’d had, and he’d gone through a few during his freshman and sophomore years.

He thought about lighting up again, and sighed. It wasn’t even worth it. Shane in particular took serious offense to anyone smoking anything around him. Liam understood—Shane had lost his mom as a kid to lung cancer, and truth be told, he’d almost not dated Ari because of cigarettes. He sighed again. This wasn’t the mood he wanted to be in hours before a performance.

“What’s going on?” Ari asked, after a minute or so of silence from Liam.

Liam shrugged. “Just not in the mood today, I guess.” He lay down, kicking his backpack to the floor, unconcerned about the books and notebooks inside.

The truth was, he’d started to realize it was his senior year, and he’d done almost nothing except get high, play video games, and join a band. Not that the band was nothing—it was great, and they were planning to move to LA once he graduated. But it felt like not much today. He wanted something more.

Probably living with Ari, seeing him happily snuggling with Shane every moment they weren’t in class or working, wasn’t helping. It couldn’t be good to be surrounded by that lovey-dovey cheer all the time, could it? Maybe that was it—maybe he just wished he had a girlfriend or something.

Ari picked up on his doom-and-gloom mood. “You wanna play some video games before your show?”

“Nah, man, I’m good,” Liam said, even though he knew he needed some cheering up. Instead, he was tempted to take a nap. Getting off wasn’t an option so maybe getting some sleep would help.

Actually, what he needed to do was pick up his guitar and run through a few songs. They’d recently added to their lineup, and while they hadn’t taken the full summer off, they had definitely played fewer shows. He worried a little about getting rusty, if not on the instrument then at least on the tunes themselves.

“Mind if I practice a little?”

“Go right ahead,” Ari said.

At that, Shane sat up. “I’ll join you.”

“Aww,” Ari protested. “You left me.”

Shane smiled warmly and kissed Ari. “I’ll come back,” he promised when they parted.

Liam fought the urge to roll his eyes, grabbed his guitar from its stand, and crossed his legs on the bed. Playing guitar always lifted his mood, and Shane chiming in with his vocals didn’t hurt. After a while, he did feel better, ready to put the weird cloud over his head behind him, and kick ass at the show.

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Jack lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He was going to get up early the next morning and hike to see if he could take some good photos of birds for his class in the morning light, he decided. His phone buzzed.

“Yeah?” he said by way of an answer, without looking to see who was calling.

“What are you doing tonight?” asked the voice on the other end. He recognized it instantly, one of only two people who ever called him. The other was his granddad, the only person in his family who gave a shit about him.

“Liv, we are literally roommates. You could have waited until you got home to ask me that.”

“Fuck you. Now what are you doing tonight?”

“Nothing, really. I’m going hiking tomorrow with my camera so I’m going to bed early.”

“Not anymore. We’re going out.”

Normally he was up for just about anything, but he’d really had his heart set on getting those shots before his Saturday got too far along. “Do I have to?”

“Young Spades is playing. I’ve been meaning to get to a show for ages. I think you’ll like them. And the drummer is hot, so I want to see if I can get her number.”

“Of course you do. And hey, I’m happy you’re over your ex, but why does that mean I’ve gotta play wingman?”

“You’re my best friend. It’s what best friends do.”

“Fine.”

“Listen, you’ve only been out for, what, three years? You’ve hardly hooked up with anyone in months, and you’ve never bothered to have a boyfriend. Have fun. Loosen up.”

“I have fun. I sleep around when I want to get off with someone. I don’t have time for a boyfriend. I’m busy. I wanna build my portfolio so I can get a decent freelance job when I graduate.”

“Photography is great, but have you even had sex before, John Wayne?”

“Fuck you. Keep my real name out of this.”

She laughed—cackled really. “Just because you’re moving literally a bazillion miles away once school ends next semester, doesn’t mean you have to live a cloistered life now. So what time can you be ready to leave? I’m going to work in the art studio until I have to pick you up.”

Jack sighed. “Okay, fine.” He knew he wasn’t going to win this battle, so it was better to give in now than to argue. “What time’s the show?”

“Nine.”

“Oh, God. Nine? Really?” He had zero chance of getting to bed early enough to go hiking the next morning. Not if the show started at nine.

“Yes, grandpa, and you’re going.”

“Hey, my granddad stays up late, like a normal college kid, thank you very much. Come home whenever, eight maybe?”

She snorted. “Sure thing. See you then!” The phone disconnected.

Jack lay there another minute. Young Spades. He’d heard of them, but he didn’t know much about the band. They’d even played at the spring music festival on campus last semester, but Jack never bothered going to those things. His taste in music was pretty terrible by any reasonable standard, so he knew he’d probably hate them, but if it made Liv happy, he’d go. Despite the fact that they shared an apartment and were best friends, they didn’t get much time together, considering they both spent a lot of time with their respective art projects. He didn’t mind sacrificing a single plan of his own to make her happy. Not really, anyway.

In the meantime, he could work on editing some shots he’d taken during the week. Jack grabbed his laptop and camera and transferred the images to his computer, then set to work.

He’d taken some shots around campus, mostly candids of unsuspecting students, because he hadn’t really had time to get out and do much else. The first week of school was usually pretty laid-back, but now that he was a senior, it seemed his professors were determined to make the classes challenging.

The time slipped by, and before Jack knew it, Liv was barging into his room without knocking—as usual. She planted herself at the foot of his bed and stared at him.

“Done yet?”

“I’m never done. You should know that, you’re an artist.” Jack saved his work and set his laptop aside.

“So, you ready?”

Jack glanced at the clock on his laptop. It was significantly later than he expected. “Not exactly.”

Liv sighed.

He closed his laptop and took it to his desk, then began rummaging in his closet for something reasonable to wear. Eventually he settled on a pair of comfortable jeans and a plain black t-shirt. He slipped his sneakers on, grabbed his camera, and stuffed it into its bag.

“You’re taking your camera?”

“When do I not take my camera?”

“Good point. Now are you ready?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be.”

Liv grinned. “Perfect.”

The End

 
 
 
 
 
Riley Long is a wife and mother living a quiet life in Virginia, with her husband, son, and very silly Pit Bull puppy. She passes her evenings writing, reading, and watching bad television (or not so bad television). For fun, Riley participates in NaNoWriMo, GISH, and reads with her book club, the BAMFs. She likes things with silly acronyms. The craziest thing Riley has ever done involves lots of butter and a time lapsed video.



 


NEW RELEASE & PLAYLIST!!! ~ Evan’s Encore by RB Hilliard

Title: Evan’s Encore
Series: Meltdown: The Conclusion
Author: RB Hilliard
Genre: Romantic Suspense/Rock

Release Date: October 3, 2018

Photographer: The Glass Camera 
Cover Model: Graham Nation
Evan Walker is living the dream. As Meltdown’s new keyboardist, he has finally found where he belongs. Unfortunately, his wife doesn’t share the same dream. When the band decides to take a break, Evan goes home, only to discover his reality is not as it seems. 
Unthinkable secrets are revealed, flipping his world upside down. 
Quinn Kinley has lived a charmed life, but after suffering a terrible loss and her mother’s sudden move to Florida, she finds herself left with a bar to run and more house than she knows what to do with. She comes up with a plan: get a housemate.
 
He’s a rock star. She’s a country girl.
She’s looking for a housemate. He needs a place to live. 
 
Love isn’t a consideration… but sometimes love happens when you least expect it.

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COVER REVEAL!!! ~ HeartLess by Kristy Love

Title: HeartLess
Author: Kristy Love
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 18, 2018
Cover Design: Emily Wittig Designs and Photography

 

Plan the wedding of the century. Get the job. To hell with the guy.
Bianca Fair’s hard work was paying off. After slaving for years as an event planner, the partnership of her dreams was in her grasp. The respect and admiration of her peers was only a wedding away. All of her carefully crafted plans were falling into place. Finally.
Enter Nash James … heartthrob … sex symbol … rock god … His band was number one on the charts, and he was number one on the freebie list of every woman alive.
Rock music’s “It Boy” was marrying Hollywood’s “It Girl,” and Bianca’s career hung in the balance.
No problem. Piece of cake. She could plan this wedding in her sleep. This was what she thrived on.
Too bad the last time she saw Nash James, he was skipping town after crushing her heart.
And no way in hell could the bride-to-be find out Bianca had loved her fiancé first.

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COVER REVEAL & EXCERPT!!! ~ Hinder by Kacey Shea

Title: Hinder
Series: Off Track Records
Author: Kacey Shea
Genre: New Adult, Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 16, 2018
Cover Designer: Cover Me Darling
Photographer: Wander Aguiar
Leighton Wellington has it all. Born with a silver spoon and a career mapped for success, he can’t fail. But Leighton dreams of ditching everything for a life of rock and roll. A little eavesdropping and a tiny bit of blackmail scores him the role as drummer for rock sensation Three Ugly Guys. The gig couldn’t get any sweeter.
 
That is, until the gorgeous, innocent assistant joins the tour.
 
Opal Evans can’t escape her past, but she can run from the small town she’s called home. In a group of rock stars, she discovers an idea of family she’s never known. But the secrets she must guard could break even the strongest of wills—especially with how paparazzi circle like vultures.
 
In Leighton she recognizes a kindred spirit, as well as someone willing to bend the rules. But as things spin out of control her relationship with Leighton could hinder his newfound fame. Can she keep things casual when her heart screams for more?
 
Hinder is the third book in the Off Track Records novels, and can be read as a standalone.

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COVER REVEAL!! ~ Lie To Me by Lee Piper

Title: Lie to Me
Series: A Rising Star Novel
Author: Lee Piper
Genre: 2nd Chance Rocker Romance
Release Date: July 13, 2018

 

 

Cold. Distant. Unattainable.
 
Reid Tate wasn’t always like this. He once cared for me. Made music with me. Gave his heart and soul to me. 
 
But I ruined it.
 
The breath-taking boy I used to love is gone. In his place is a man who wants to rip my heart apart and lay my soul bare before thousands. He doesn’t care about the secret that will ruin me. His brand of retribution is destroying my band and ruining our future.
 
But I promised myself never to let Reid Tate steal my voice again. 
 
Except that’s the problem when dancing with the devil. By the time the music starts it’s already too late.

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RELEASE TOUR!! ~ Thrilling Ethan by Anna Paige (EXCERPT inside!!!)

Title: Thrilling Ethan
Series: A Thrill of the Chase Novel
Author: Anna Paige
Genre: Contemporary (Rocker) Romance
Release Date: April 6, 2018
Cover Design: JM Walker with Just Write Creations
Leading a double life isn’t easy. 
Leading a double life when you’re famous is nearly impossible. 
Luckily, I’m always up for a challenge. 
For years, I’d balanced both worlds. 
More than that, I was killing it. 
A successful music career,
Drummer for the most popular rock band in the world,
And I’d amassed a huge following as a painter—
Even if no one knew it was me.
I had it all.
Or I thought I did. 
Then I went toe-to-toe with my alter-ego’s biggest fan,
Who tried to throw me out of my own art show.
And made me realize exactly what I’d been missing.
The thrill of sharing my secret bonded us,
But that wasn’t why she consumed me.
I never bought into the idea of love as the ultimate muse.
Emily Westin was about to make me a believer.
Ethan

 

I could tell the second I laid eyes on her that she was going to give me shit. The way she looked me over with thinly veiled disgust and squared her delicate shoulders. How she marched my way with purpose and efficiency across the floor of the art gallery. It was enough to make my dick stir despite having just come in from the frigid New York weather—not an easy feat when the temps had plummeted and my manhood had climbed nearly to my throat to avoid the cold. She narrowed her eyes at me, and my cock twitched again. 
Nice to see you’re out of hiding there, sport, but you’re barking up the wrong tree with this one. 

 

She looked entirely too hostile for the filthy things my poor, misguided penis had me thinking.

“Excuse me, but the gallery is closed for a private event.” She was gorgeous in her simple black gown and blazing red heels. She wore a thin gold chain at her neck with a small diamond pendant and matching earrings. Her shiny blonde hair was pulled up in a severe twist, her makeup understated and alluring. Her stunning green eyes were the only sparkle she needed, and they were serving her well. 
I liked her understated style. 

 

She had a hint of a southern drawl, and I liked that, too. 

 

“I’m aware,” I told her, nodding over her shoulder. “I was told I could stop by before the event to have a look around.”

 

She scoffed, folding her arms across her chest and once again looked over my worn jeans, dark shades, and hoodie—the last of which was pulled up to cover my head and part of my face. “I wasn’t aware that the Unabomber was on the guest list.” Her nose wrinkled in the most adorable way, and I nearly laughed. 
Seriously, I was popping the biggest ‘hot for teacher’ boner just watching her disapproving frown. She reminded me of the TA I’d had a crush on back in high school—only ten times sexier. “I’m assuming you’re referring to the poker player who used hoodies to obscure his face rather than the actual terrorist.” She had such an expressive face; no way would she ever be able to play poker. 
“I’m undecided,” she offered in a clipped tone as she glanced around, presumably looking for backup. “And you need to leave. Guests will be arriving soon; ones who are fully aware and respectful of the dress code for events such as this.” Her eyes narrowed, and she surprised me by stepping closer, entering my space. “I’ll not have you disturbing anyone or disrespecting the work being showcased here tonight. Now, I’ll ask you one last time to please leave.”

 

“Emily? Is there a problem here?” An older gentleman approached from the back room, his brow furrowed as he took in my attire and returned his attention to her. 
So, her name is Emily. Hmm, I like it. Suits her.
She quirked her mouth and watched me as he approached, answering without looking away. “This…” Her lip curled in distaste, and I had the insane urge to bite it. “Party crasher won’t leave. He says he was told to ‘stop by’ before the show tonight to look around.” God love her, she even used air quotes, and her southern accent was ramping up as she got progressively more irritated. 

 

When the older man didn’t respond, she looked from me to him. “Arthur, did you hear me?”

 

I’d kept my eyes predominantly on her, but realizing his silence, I flicked my gaze to him and found him staring wide-eyed in my direction. “Are you…?”
I nodded quickly and returned my attention to the trim, golden-haired spitfire who was still in my personal space. So close, in fact, that I could smell her perfume, which was amazing: crisp and light, with a fruity note that made me want to lick her. 
She glanced up at me and stepped back as if she was just realizing how close we were standing. Satisfied that she was at a safe distance, she looked back to the older man expectantly. “Well? Anyone want to clue me in? Preferably while we’re all still reasonably young. I have to get things ready in case the artist shows.”
“I thought the artist was a recluse, secretive to the point that no one had actually met the man,” I interjected, suppressing a smile. 
She gave me an annoyed look. “It’s rumored that he sometimes attends his showings as a guest, just to see how his work is being received. On the off chance that the rumor is true, I want everything perfect in advance of his arrival.” The way she spoke made it clear she was a fan of the artist, so much so that her fluid green eyes actually danced despite her annoyance at my intrusion. She managed to fangirl without gushing, which was something I wasn’t used to seeing. In my line of work, gushing, crying, and even being hit with a hail of still-warm panties was the norm from fans.
Maybe if I took off my glasses she’d gush a little. 

 

Would she even recognize me? I wasn’t as front-and-center as the rest of the band, being that I was always behind my drum kit, but I still had a pretty massive following. Thus, the need for anonymity when I was out and about. 

 

“Emily, maybe you should run along and finish up. I’ll take care of Mr.—um, this gentleman.” The man looked at me with a shrug, not sure what to say to her but having clearly decided she needed not be privy to my identity. 

 

I disagreed. 
I bent forward and gave her a disarming smile. “The artist thinks you’ve done an amazing job already. Don’t touch a thing. It’s all perfect.”
“And how could you possibly know that?” she snipped. 
I straightened up and tilted my head down, letting the corner of my mouth quirk up in an ironic smile as I peered at her over the top of my glasses. 

 

She just stared at me for a minute, her initial frown morphing before my eyes. She went from annoyed to confused to excited to mortified in the span of a few seconds before making a long gasping sound low in her throat. “Oh, shit.” Her face went white, and one hand came up to clutch her chest over her heart like it was hammering behind her ribs.
Maybe I shouldn’t have said anything. It was a spur of the moment decision. The owner and curator had both signed NDAs, but she hadn’t. I wanted to be worried about it, but standing there, watching her slowly turn green, I just couldn’t muster enough self-awareness to care. All I could focus on was her and how she staggered back, apologizing profusely before running off in the direction of the ladies’ room. 
The curator—I believe she called him Arthur—looked at me sheepishly. “Obviously, that wasn’t the welcome I’d envisioned for someone of your reputation and talent. I can only assume it fell short of your expectations, as well.”

 

If he’d seen some of the greetings I’d gotten over the years from the droves of Thrill of the Chase followers, he wouldn’t have bothered asking such a stupid question. “I’ve had better,” I deadpanned.
Anna Paige is the author of the Broken series, the Thrill of the Chase series, and Off Script, a sexy standalone romance.

 


She lives in a rural town in North Carolina where the only activity is the rhythmic color change of the solitary stoplight and a very real threat of being carried away by mosquitoes. The only alternative to terminal boredom is writing, making life interesting if only on the page. 

Anna is happily married, with one amazing son and a pair of hilarious pets. When she’s not writing, she’s trying to make a dent in her TBR pile. Given that she’s constantly adding new titles to the list, the chances of her ever finishing are slim.

And she’s completely fine with that.

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