I don’t know this stranger that stopped to help me.
He offered me a ride because “pretty girls shouldn’t walk alone at night.”
I see how smiles at me through the mirror, hoping that I can’t see the intent in his eyes.
Evil is always easy enough to pick out.
This man is no wolf, and I’m no lamb.
Now we’re locked in a game that only one of us will walk away from.
He says that my mistake was getting into the wrong car.
His mistake is assuming that I’m helpless.
Yolanda Olson is a USA Today Bestselling and award-winning author. Born and raised in Bridgeport, CT where she currently resides, she usually spends her time watching her favorite channel, Investigation Discovery. Occasionally, she takes a break to write books and test the limits of her mind. Also an avid horror movie fan, she likes to incorporate dark elements into the majority of her books.
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Title: Choose Author: Allie York Release Date: 11/15/2022 Publisher: Self-Published Genres: Contemporary Romance Series: The Broadway Series, Book 4
Cori Single mom, fearless, perpetually loveless. With an ex-husband in prison and a feisty daughter to raise on my own, there was no time for anything else. Sure, I may have needed a lot of things, but a man was not one of them. In fact, a man was the reason for every bit of misery in my life. But, when a new girl joins my daughter Axel’s ballet class, with the company of her tall, tatted, sexy and very single dad, my ideas about men start to shift. Getting to know Griffin and his daughter, Celia, makes it harder to ignore not trying my hand at love again. If only my head and my heart can see that we
Juliet Montgomery absolutely loves her small town of Blossom Glen, Indiana, and everyone loves her. Except for the fact that she’s a couples counselor who suffered a very public breakup that no one can forget. And now her boss asks her to take a step back…which is exactly when the town’s good-lookin’ and unusually gruff mayor offers her an unexpected job.
Jack Monroe absolutely loves being the mayor of his small town. Except when he actually has to talk to people. Can’t he just fix the community problems in peace? Like right now, he’s mediating the silliest dispute two neighbors could possibly have. When the town sweetheart steps up and solves everyone’s problems in five minutes flat, Jack realizes what this town really needs…is a therapist.
Juliet is able to soothe anyone—other than the surly mayor, it seems. But there’s a reason they say opposites attract, because all of their verbal sparring leads to some serious attraction. Only, just like with fireworks, the view might appear beautiful—but she’s already had one public explosion that’s nearly ruined everything…how can she risk her heart again?
I really had a wonderful time with Juliet and Jack. They were a fun enemies to lovers romance with a very significant slow burn that worked well since they each had their own reasons for avoiding relationships.
He’s the no nonsense mayor and she’s the town sweetheart, and they are all kinds of tangled up together thanks to her sister and his best friend so avoiding one another is pretty difficult, but somehow they managed. Me thinks they managed a little too much?
Anyway the moment Jack and Juliet are on the page together you can feel the sparks. She is sassy and sweet and has her own issues to battle, same as Jack. But the attraction cannot be denied, no matter how hard they try. The way they complement each other but can’t see it yet was such a good twist and it was really made the romance ring true.
Like I said, I had a good time reading this story. I liked The Sweetheart Deal but The Sweetheart Fix was like a fun rom-com movie it was so engaging. There were plenty of fun side characters, most especially Jack’s pint-sized grandmother and all of Juliet’s whacky family.
The Broadway Series is relaunching with new titles and gorgeous new covers! Allie York brings you five steamy, suspenseful romance reads with everything from single parents and secret admirers, to surprise babies and more – all in one heartwarming series.
Title: Chance Author: Allie York Release Date: 11/15/2022 Publisher: Self-Published Genres: Contemporary Romance Series: The Broadway Series, Book 1
Between running a successful business and attempting to pen a best-selling novel, I don’t have the time or energy for the kind or romance I love to write about.
So, I let it fall to the wayside.
The thing is, life has a funny way of delivering what you need when you least expect it. And trust me, I was not expecting a poodle to be the one delivering a sexy Brit into my world.
A tragic accident left me with time for only one woman in my life – my little sister, Amelia. Raising a teenager is enough work without adding in the hassle that comes with relationships.
But when my disobedient dog, Clark, crashes into a sexy dog trainer and practically bows at her feet, the attraction is immediate.
The chemistry between us is hard to fight and Jovie fits comfortably in my life with Amelia.
It’s all or nothing when someone else decides they want to change the game. Someone deadly, who has their sights set on what’s mine.
I’m in love with the man that was hired to keep tabs on me. Turns out, I’m the one keeping tabs now because he’s my neighbor …and he’s hot!
I was still able to think straight until I found out Noel had a son. All my common sense went out the window when I watched him care for the kid. The kid that his psycho ex just left at his door.
Yes, the last thing Noel wanted was another relationship. And the last thing I wanted was heartbreak.
So I made a deal with myself that I knew I wouldn’t be able to keep. Three words were all I needed to remember: No strings attached. I was prepared for everything except… the two pink lines on a stick.
Noel was about to be a father again. Was the hot single billionaire ready for another shock of his life?
Mending fences with my brothers as I uncover family secrets is easy compared to winning back the woman carrying my baby…
Six months ago she ghosted me. She stopped taking my calls and didn’t even answer her damn door. Now, with my world upside down and my arm in a cast, where do I find her, but Winter Harbor, seven months pregnant with my baby. Despite her keeping this secret from me, I want her. I’ve always wanted her. And even though I was dead-set on never having kids, given my own garbage dad, seeing Amaya pregnant and knowing that the baby is mine changes everything. I’m ready to right my father’s wrongs and be there for my kid. I want the family life, and I want it with Amaya. But she’s not convinced. And for good reason. Now I just have to prove to her that taking a chance on love–and building a family with a man who’s ruined more romances than started them–is a risk worth taking.
Title: One Kind Soul Series: One Kind Deed Series Author: Christine DePetrillo Release Date: August 25, 2022 Genre: Steamy Contemporary Romance Goodreads:https://bit.ly/3SfMkA7
Tagline: When hot farmer Christian Henley agrees to give her a ride to Maplehaven, bartender Nicole Travers can’t help noticing everything about him. It’s going to be a long drive.
Christian probably attracted the attention of supermodels. Nicole was no supermodel.
She isn’t enough. She isn’t worthy. No one will ever want her. Nicole Travers believes this to her core. Her older sister made sure to remind Nicole of these truths on a daily basis when they were kids. Now, many years later, her sister’s voice still rings in her ears every time a guy catches her eye. She’s better off focusing on waitressing and tending bar. At least she knows how to do those two things. Attracting a soul mate? Forget it. Although watching her best friend meet her true love makes Nicole wish for the same. Too bad she doesn’t have what it takes.
When her only option to get to her best friend’s wedding is to accept a ride with sexy farmer Christian Henley, Nicole’s self-doubts heckle her from the back seat. Loudly. But she promised to be the maid of honor, and she’s not going to bail on the bride. Besides, a handsome Vermont mountain man with a body full of muscles won’t even notice someone like her. Except he does, and when Christian comes to her rescue on a busy Boston street, Nicole can’t help noticing everything about him. It’s going to be a long drive.
Is one kind soul enough to quiet the voices?
One Kind Soul is a one-night-stand, forced-proximity, small-town, contemporary romance that features a bartending heroine and a farmer hero who rescue each other in every sense of the word.
He was, apparently, a nice guy in playboy’s clothing. He’d gone so far as to try not being so nice, but it went against everything inside of him.
Mostly inside his heart.
The moment Nicole’s hand slid against his palm and the rough skin there scraped along hers, her libido took note. It’d been a while since her libido took note of anything.
Christian Henley was a great surprise.
“It might be hard for you to believe, but you are extraordinary.”
“Just because I have a penis—a stunning one—doesn’t mean I’m a barbarian.”
His body was stiff and sore. His brain was a scattered mess of thoughts. His heart bled. Only Nicole could fix that last one.
He kissed her as if his survival was in jeopardy. Quite possibly it was.
“Let it all out, baby. Leave it all on the floor in here and then we’ll figure out a way to sweep it all away. Together.”
“Tell me you’re not going back to Room 513.” Christian sifted his fingers through Nicole’s hair, fanning it out on the bed beneath her. “Tell me you’ll stay right here with me.”
Nicole rose to her elbows then sat up, nudging Christian off her. She slid off the bed and walked, naked, to the adjoining door that was still open. She peeked into her hotel room then looked back to Christian, whose pout was absolutely adorable. As if he might throw a tantrum if she left him alone.
“I’m thinking we ought to see if that bed is as good as this one.” She pointed into her room then at his bed. “I didn’t only buy a single condom, you know. Those things come in boxes.”
The smile that bloomed on Christian’s face was something Nicole would never forget. She couldn’t remember a time she’d ever made a man that happy. When he got up from the bed and stalked toward her, his naked body drool-worthy in every sense of the word, she knew they’d make excellent use of both rooms tonight.
One Kind Soul is the story of two people who have not met their person, the one who just gets them. Who loves and accepts them for exactly who they are. Nicole and Christian may not seem like great partners at the start. He’s confident and flirtatious and she is not confident—at all—and kind of put off by his confidence.
To put it simple, family issues. Nicole is plagued by self-doubt through not fault of her own mostly and at times it is painful to read but at other times it is just downright annoying. I liked them together, as a couple they worked well together. I even liked the bit of mystery that was wholly unexpected based on the book description. It was a nice hint of confusion through a story that sometimes was a bit too sweet.
This is a good romance and the thing I liked/appreciated most was just how capable Nicole was, how much they both changed and grew as the story came to an end. The secondary characters were fun and endearing, and it was wonderful to watch Nicolle finally found her niche.
Her place in the world.
“Technically, I didn’t give you a choice. I kissed you first. Remember?” Nicole nudged Christian to his back and climbed onto his lap. Boy, did he wish he hadn’t put his sweats back on.
“Oh, I remember. I remember in vivid detail.”
“So I don’t need to remind you then? Okay.” She inched back, but he grabbed her around the waist, keeping her in place.
“Remind? No. Re-kiss? Yes.” He caught her lips with his and his anger quickly dissipated. How could anyone stay angry at Nicole when she kissed like this?
Christine DePetrillo can often be found hugging trees, conversing with dragonflies, and walking barefoot through sun-warmed soil. She finds joy in listening to the wind, bathing in moonlight, and breathing in the fragrances of things that bloom. If she had her way, the sky would be the only roof over her head.
Her love of nature seeps into every story she tells. As does her obsession with bearded mountain men who build, often smell like sawdust, and know how to cherish the women they love. Today she writes tales meant to make you laugh, maybe make you sweat, and definitely make you believe in the power of love.
She lives in Vermont with her husband and cat who defend her fiercely from all evils.
Put a finger down if you’ve ever been a single woman who got stuck in a New York City elevator in the middle of a summer blackout with your former high school sweetheart—whom you haven’t seen in years—while pregnant with a baby that isn’t biologically yours. And you can’t believe how handsome that blast from your past is, so you unwittingly flirt with him a little even though your life is so crazy complicated you’re barely keeping your head above water, but everything about him makes you think you could totally still be in love with him.
*puts a finger down*
What? Just me?
Needless to say, my current status is thorny. And no, I didn’t miss how close that word is to another one.
Even though he’s the epitome of tall, dark, and incredibly handsome, Remington Winslow has been a single bachelor for most of his life. It’s clichéd and basic—until you consider the fact that once upon a terrible time, he got left at the altar.
He doesn’t do relationships. He definitely doesn’t fall in love.
And I’m just trying to survive a tangled web of unexpected motherhood and running one of the top real estate firms in the city that never sleeps.
He’s the jaded guy who doesn’t want to settle down, and I’m the career-focused woman with more baggage than a 747 can hold.
We’re just two friends who used to be in love.
Now, if someone would tell my hormones I’m not a teenager anymore, I’d be set.
This book sucked me in right from the start. I’m a skeptic like Remy but I loved that he treated Cleo with respect and even if he didn’t realize it, their friendship kept him open for love when it finally came.
I don’t want to give away too much about this wonderful story but Maria is a badass. Running into Remy for the first time in ages and getting stuck in an elevator? While pregnant? I’m surprised the poor woman didn’t keel over from absolute humiliation. There was something about Maria that was just fun and endearing and it made me root for her from the very start.
Remy’s growth over the course of the story was heartwarming and I really loved his relationship with his siblings. They were a fun, rambunctious bunch and I loved every moment of this story from beginning to end.
I really wish I’d been aware of this series from the first book because it seems like a fun ride and now I guess I’ll go backwards since I know how it all turns out!
Emily Saturn’s world is spinning out of control. When she isn’t working on an impossible lawsuit, she’s trying to avoid her soon-to-be ex-husband, Bobby March. But Bobby is determined to prove to Emily that he can be the man she deserves and has a very creative plan to win her back.Fans of Christina Lauren and Sally Thorne will love Escape Girl, a spicy second chance romance.
“The love story itself is stirring and emotional, and Emily and Bobby’s second chance feels well-earned.”—Publishers Weekly review for Escape Girl
Emily Saturn’s world is spinning out of control. An intellectual property lawyer, she’s gone rogue from her firm, dealing with a major lawsuit against a predatory software company’s CEO pro bono. When she isn’t looking for elusive evidence she can use—legally, of course—she’s trying to avoid her soon-to-be ex-husband, Bobby March.
After their whirlwind courtship and wedding, Bobby can’t pinpoint what went wrong between them. He’s been working for months on his new career and personal growth, determined to be the man his wife deserves. Desperate to get her attention, Bobby invites Emily to a series of individually designed virtual escape rooms, each one a moment from their love story. Hopefully, the sexy, romantic trip down memory lane will rekindle their intense connection—and clue him in on how to fix this.
Emily has never been able to resist a puzzle. Or, frankly, Bobby. The more she interacts with her husband online, the more she wants to see him again in person. Which is beyond stupid because Emily knows he’s wrong for her. Right?
The painting was so ludicrous that I chewed the inside of my top lip—hard enough that the next sip of gin was going to sting. But if I didn’t control my mouth, it was going to shape itself into a judgy, bitchy smirk at our poor hostess’s expense. The painting was of a woman’s back, butt, and legs as she lounged on a blue velvet settee. It didn’t reveal any part of the subject’s face. But it was clearly supposed to be Selma. Selma was a big fan of strapless gowns and asymmetrical shirts. The triangle of small moles on her left shoulder blade was as familiar to me as the shade of dark pink lipstick always highlighting her formidable lips. The woman in the painting sported an identical isosceles mole triangle, as well as a spill of hair in a variety of blonde shades ranging from honey to platinum. I’d once heard Selma boast that it took three colorists four hours every six weeks to keep her signature blend of hair colors perfect. I cocked my head as my eyes traveled to the problematic part of the woman in the painting. She may have had Selma’s geometric moles and she may have had Selma’s intricate hair. The ass, however… “Do you think this painting is a prophecy?” A question spoken so low that only I could hear. I snapped my gaze away from the painting’s exquisite ass and looked up in surprise at the man suddenly next to me. “Huh?” I didn’t recognize him, but that wasn’t surprising as I’d only been back in the Bay Area for a couple of weeks. I would have remembered him if I’d seen him before. He was one of those unmistakable people. (Us generic-looking people often resent his kind.) He was probably mid-thirties, over six feet tall with thick, golden hair, grown at a shaggy length that would look stupid on most men, but it decidedly did not look stupid on him. He was tan like he’d just come back from a beach vacation, and he had deep smile lines around his eyes and mouth. They were crinkled now around his bright blue eyes. My own were crinkled too, not with mirth but with confusion. “A prophecy?” “A prophecy is a prediction, a forecast,” he began, eyes twinkling. Was he teasing or mansplaining? “Yes, I know what a prophecy is,” I said. Snapped, really. I’d been around at enough of these nights to be familiar with the typical male attendees. The men near my age usually fell into particular categories: boastful start-up tech founders, schmoozy sales and marketing execs, and lots of “I know everything” lawyers. Most of them treated these nights like networking events or auditions for a TED Talk instead of parties. I’d been so dreading my possible seating partners for dinner that I’d snuck into the dining room to see the place cards when we first arrived. Thank God I was seated next to my father. “Excellent.” He waved his negroni toward the painted naked lady. “So I was just wondering if this painting is a heads-up from our hostess about certain impending changes.” Oh. The mischief in his voice made my lips twitch. He’d been teasing, then. This wasn’t some stuffy ibanker or insufferable crypto bro. Inexplicably, this was someone fun. I raised an eyebrow at him and spoke softly. “Meaning, Selma wants everyone to know that she’ll soon be getting butt implants?” He grinned down at me, almost with relief, as though he’d been hoping to find someone snarky. “Perhaps the buttock augmentation is already complete.” He pointed directly below the painting. I hadn’t noticed the blue velvet settee against the wall, an identical twin to the one in the portrait. “Perhaps she’ll settle herself right there later and let us compare art to reality.” It was just too perfect of an image: ludicrous, of course, but if Selma had one too many negronis, you could almost see it happening. Oh God, please let that happen. I’d suffer through twelve boring dinner parties if Selma would cross that bizarre, hilarious line. A significant snort-laugh erupted from my nose before I could stop it. “Sorry,” I gasped. His answering laugh was deep and delighted. “Don’t be. I love it when people snort when they laugh. It’s literally one of my favorite things in life.” Well, I loved when people got tears in their eyes at the smallest of chuckles, and right now, there was a sheen of moisture covering his. “I don’t know you, and I usually know everyone at these things,” he said, like an invitation. Sigh. Now I would introduce myself, and he would get that look in his eye when he realized who my father was. I opened my mouth, but to my surprise, he cut me off. “So I asked four different people here who you were and what you’re like.” My mouth closed abruptly. Why would he do that? Also, I could guess what the four people had said, and they were all sure to be wrong. I swallowed a sigh. “Oh?” This encounter had started so fun. Now I wondered how soon I could excuse myself. He took a slow sip. “You’re Sven Saturn’s daughter.” Yep. For the entirety of my life, that would be the first—and sometimes the only—thing most people cared about. “You’re intensely smart and have some sort of big, important job.” OK, he totally embellished that point. I’m sure whoever he talked to actually just used the word workaholic. To be fair, that was also correct. Work was my place, my cathedral, my sports arena. Work was home. He cocked his head. “And you’re very quiet and sweet.” Of course that’s what they said. Quiet was correct; sweet was not. But when you’re a little shy with a heart-shaped face and round eyes, people always make the leap to sweet. In actuality, Resting Bitch Face would have suited my internal personality much better. I’m sure people were trying to be kind, but why is sweet a good thing to call someone? In our hyperaggressive, competitive world, who the hell wanted to be sweet? To the man beside me, I ducked my chin. “Well, that was nice of them.” Where was the tray of negronis? Maybe I’d survive this night with a nice little buzz. Or maybe I could put on headphones and go into another room on the pretense of taking a call. I had Netflix on my phone. His blue eyes were so bright. “It’s bullshit though, right?” His gaze and forthright tone gave me a buzz that had nothing to do with gin. He tapped his temple. “There’s a lot going on in there, but I’m guessing that very little of it is sweet.” Correct. Either he was extremely astute or… “Is this your schtick?” I retorted. “Find the quiet girl in the room and make her feel like she’s some sort of secret badass that only you can see?” He laughed. Hard. A surprised, loud, genuinely elated laugh. I did that, I thought proudly. “Who are you?” he asked, and suddenly his blue eyes were…intense. The direct stare right at me, the timbre of his voice, the way he drew a microinch closer. My skin went warm from head to toe and my pulse went thud, Thud, THUD. I swallowed, and his gaze went to my throat and back to my eyes. He leaned even closer, then apparently realized that was not dinner-party-appropriate, so he backed up so quickly he banged into someone behind him. A slight flush crawled up his jaw as he recovered, but his embarrassment didn’t make him look away or change the intensity of his expression. Did I do that to him? I wasn’t the kind of woman that made men clumsy, but I could sense it. He felt the thud, Thud, THUDDING too. “I’m Emily,” I managed, remembering to offer a hand. His warm hand took hold of mine, not like a greeting shake, but as if he intended to keep it.
There are only three things Michelle Dayton loves more than sexy and suspenseful novels: her family, the city of Chicago, and Mr. Darcy. Michelle dreams of a year of world travel – as long as the trip would include weeks and weeks of beach time. As a bourbon lover and unabashed wine snob, Michelle thinks heaven is discussing a good book over an adult beverage.
We are so excited to share the cover reveal for The Forever Game, by A.M. Williams, the next book in the Meet Cute Book Club Series. Keep reading for more details about this sexy, opposites attract, sports romance.
Title: The Forever Game Author: A.M. Williams Release Date: 7/14/2022 Genres: Contemporary Romance Trope: Sports Romance, Opposites Attract
Daphne Being born as a creative with zero athletic ability into a family of athletes means only one thing – I’m the family outcast. The one who no matter how successful I am, will never fit in. That’s okay. I’m happy with my life. I’ve got my friends, good books to read, and my very own tattoo studio where I get to live my own dreams. Things are going just fine for me. Then he shows up. The definition of tall, dark, and handsome. I don’t think I’ve ever been this wildly attracted to someone at first glance. There are a million reasons why things between the two of us would never work out. But, the universe keeps throwing us together and Jameson seems hell-bent on proving me wrong.
Jameson I’m in town for one reason and one reason only: recover in the off season so I can go back next year ready to dominate on the field. After a brutal divorce and an even worse football season, I need to recoup and get my head in the game.
What I don’t need is distractions. That’s exactly what she is. She’s gorgeous, funny, and has curves in all the right places. There’s just two small problems. I’m on the rebound and she’s the daughter of my mentor. Who would even want to go there? But, somehow we keep crossing paths and there’s something tempting about breaking through all those stereotypes she has about guys like me. Can we find a way to give in to what our hearts want and finally win the forever game?
A.M. Williams is just a simple girl from the south that found herself living in Germany for six years, and now in Florida. When she’s not annoying her cat or reading, she’s spending time with her husband and planning trips to the beach, which is now only an hour away. She’s a total beach bum and would spend every day there if she could. She loves Cheerwine, sweet tea, and North Carolina (eastern style) BBQ as well as crisp, German white wine at any time of day.
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