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Taking what he wants has never been a second thought for Lincoln Kirk. His empire of private, high stakes poker rooms has brought him everything he thought he wanted in this life. Until it didn’t. The moment the lush, blond pixie burst into his life with her Mae West hips and Judy Garland smile, all bets were off.

Holli Holliday works a poker room like a swan on a still lake. Gliding through life on a hustle is what’s gotten her this far. Her dreams for the future don’t include poker and worrying about back rent, but she needs one more good score before she can take back the reins on her runaway life.

To settle a debt, Lincoln Kirk offers Holli the option of staying with him just until morning. Can one night turn into forever? Or will dangerous plans for starting a new life end one of theirs?

Author’s Note: Toss your chips on the pile because you are in for a long night. This sweet novella will steam your wrinkles flat and have you stacking the deck rooting for these two. It’s love at first sight, straight to the sticky bits with a happily ever after that will leave you swooning.





















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Dani Wyatt loves her alpha men; make them military, cowboys, MMA -- any uber alpha with a wicked possessive streak and an insatiable libido. Receive a free exclusive unpublished title when you join Dani's private readers group for updates, free chapters and discounts.

She's a 40 something regular lady who just happens to love badass alpha males who pull your hair and love their women with a lethal passion.

When she's not writing (which is not often) she is probably laughing about some irony (like A-1 Steak Sauce is vegan), riding her horse, wondering why The Walking Dead can't have a new episode every night, or looking cross-eyed at some piece of technology sent to ruin her day.
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Jenny New Kindle Unlimited Release (Sweet Contemporary Romance)

Beach Brides! Fun in the summer sun!
Twelve heartwarming, sweet novellas linked by a unifying theme.
You’ll want to read each one!
BEACH BRIDES SERIES (Jenny)
Twelve friends from the online group, Romantic Hearts Book Club, decide to finally meet in person during a destination Caribbean vacation to beautiful Enchanted Island. While of different ages and stages in life, these ladies have two things in common: 1) they are diehard romantics, and 2) they’ve been let down by love. As a wildly silly dare during her last night on the island, each heroine decides to stuff a note in a bottle addressed to her “dream hero” and cast it out to sea!
Bestselling thriller author Jenny Hanford never expects anything to happen the night she whimsically throws her requirements for true love into the ocean. Thirteen months later, however, she hears back from the man who found her message in a bottle.
Exchanging carefree emails and texts makes Jenny smile and fills her days with anticipation. But when she gets word her bottle finder, a soldier named Dare, has been injured and is asking for her, she can’t deny her growing feelings for her online friend. Jenny wants to go, but she’s afraid Dare will turn out to be as make believe as the characters she creates. What are the odds he could be her real dream hero?

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Jenny
by Melissa McClone
Series
Beach Brides #5
Genre
Adult
Sweet Romance
Contemporary Romance
Publisher
Cardinal Press, LLC
Publication Date
June 20, 2017
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USA Today bestselling author, Melissa McClone has published over forty novels with Harlequin and Tule Publishing Group and been nominated for Romance Writers of America’s RITA® award. With a degree in mechanical engineering from Stanford University, Melissa worked for a major airline where she traveled the globe and met her husband. But analyzing jet engine performance couldn’t compete with her love of writing happily ever afters. Her first full-time writing endeavor was her first sale when she was pregnant with her first child! When she isn’t writing, you can usually find her driving her minivan to/from her children’s swim practices and other activities. Melissa lives in the Pacific Northwest with her husband, three children, two spoiled Norwegian Elkhounds, and cats who think they rule the house. They do!

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Title: It Happened One Bachelor
Series: Windy City Bachelors #3
Author: Caitlyn Blue
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: June 19, 2017



Blurb

Sometimes you can’t help falling in love with the wrong person.

Successful art director, Brynn Callahan has had it in for adventure vlogger, Paxton Mercer since he introduced her fiance to the love of his life and caused her engagement to end. But when their group of friends heads to the tropics for a fun getaway, an unexpected kiss to end all kisses convinces her what she needs is a little adventure with a man who knows how to have fun.

But a vacation fling isn’t enough to build a relationship on and Brynn is a girl who has her future all planned. Once they’re home it’s going to take more than flirty banter or through the roof electricity for Brynn to take a chance on someone who goes wherever the wind blows him.

Can a guy who lives on the edge convince a woman who loves to play it safe to risk her heart with him?








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I toss my suitcase onto the bed and unzip it. Unpacking gives me a reason not to stare at Paxton. Obviously he’s already settled in because he’s swapped jeans and a T-shirt for a ridiculously bright pair of swim trunks and nothing else. They ride low on his hips, showing off his ripped body. My fingers twitch as I pretend to be absorbed in my task, but I can’t stop myself from biting my lip as my pulse starts to race. Damn it. I can’t afford to be attracted to him. He ruined my life. I don’t like him.

It’s just a simple physical reaction to a gorgeous man. I haven’t had sex in a long, long time and there’s no question that he’s hot.

“Hey, I have those. They’re great.”

He’s referring to the travel cubes that hold all my clothes. Made of nylon and mesh, they come in various sizes and enable me to keep everything organized and wrinkle free.

“You mean you don’t stuff everything into a duffel and head out?”

“With all the traveling I do, I needed a better system than that.” He gives me a long, lazy look. “Hey, there’s something else we have in common. I bet we spend the weekend finding out that we’re two peas in a pod.”

I don’t like the way he’s looking at me. Heat begins to build beneath my skin and suddenly I’m imagining the two of us in that huge shower I can see in the bathroom beyond him, naked and going at each other. I’m almost overcome by the urge to moan.

I. Am. Not. Attracted. To. Paxton.

I can’t be. His actions resulted in my broken heart. How many times do I have to remind myself of that?

“Look,” Paxton says, “I want to be cool with you this weekend.”

Cool? I’m feeling anything but that. I grab my make-up bag and head toward the bathroom. He backs up just enough to let me by. Again I’m assaulted by the scent of him. Bittersweet citrus, mint, and something peppery for heat. Clean and manly. Faint enough to make it necessary to lean close. Almost before I realize what I’ve done, I suck in a deep breath. Sharp desire spears straight to my core, awakening a keen ache.

And suddenly I want something besides my lungs filled with him. My stomach drops as I imagine wrapping my legs around his waist as he enters me. Damn it. I hate carnival rides and that’s what being around Paxton is like. Pulse stopping dips and exhilarating twists.

As I scowl at his reflection in the mirror, it’s no challenge to pitch my voice into frustrated tones. “But that’s going to be really hard if you talk to me. At all. Why don’t we keep the distance of the house between us at all times and everything will be great.”

“So you need me to stay away from you to remain cool? What happens if I get close?” His voice is a self-satisfied purr. “Are you going to heat up?”

He demonstrates by setting his hand on the countertop and shifting in my direction. My heart hammers so hard, I’m sure he can hear it. There’s no missing the bright color that pops into my cheeks or the sudden glazing of my eyes. Despite the warmth of the room, goose bumps appear on my arms.

“Please.” My voice breaks on the word. “Don’t play with me. It’s not fair.”

“I’m not playing.” And he’s not smiling. His gaze is keen and probing as it meets mine in the mirror. “I’m deadly serious about you.”

My mouth opens to ask a question but nothing comes out. I don’t want to know what he has in mind or why. “We’re not a good fit, you and me.”

“Are you so sure?” The light kiss he drops on my shoulder make my toes curl. “You’ve never given me a chance.”

I gape at him. “Why should I after what you did?”

“I mean before. Back in high school.”

“High school?” We’d barely known each other. We hadn’t had any classes together and I’d hung with my own friends. I didn’t know who he was before Julie started dating Zach. And I don’t think I said two words to him after that. “We ran in completely different circles.”

“You with the future leaders of America,” he says with the lightest touch of sarcasm. “Me with the future losers?”

“I’d hardly call you, Paul, or Zach losers.” In fact, they all owned their own businesses and had done exceptionally well. “And I’m no leader.”

In fact, when I allow myself to think about it, I’m disappointed in both my career and personal life.

“Besides,” I continue, “From what I remember of you then, I wasn’t the sort of girl you were interested in. You liked to party and that wasn’t me.”

“That doesn’t mean I wasn’t interested.”

“We would have been a terrible fit.” I don’t know why I’m so insistent that he agrees with me. “It’s no better now.”

He doesn’t say anything for a long moment and then shakes his head. “I disagree.”



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Voracious reader with an overactive imagination, chocolate addict, lover of fancy cocktails and tasty edibles, sucker for adventure movies and any music with a beat. 

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Title: Lone Stallion
Series: Solo Shift #3
Author: Nicole Lake
Genre: Shifter Romance
Release Date: June 20, 2017



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Katie:
Baseball players break your heart. They are designed to break your heart. Especially baseball players like Jacob Baird. Just drafted, just signed, just started in the minor leagues. And he works like a horse out on the ball field, although the rumor mill says that’s not the only reason they call him Horse.

I don’t date ballplayers because 1, they break your heart, 2, my dad’s the club owner and that would be awkward, and 3, good luck trying to explain my falcon to a potential boyfriend, ballplayer or not.

But why is my falcon so jealous over this guy?

Jacob:
OK, so I fell for the Falcons welcome-aboard prank: let the new guy hit on the hot brunette before he finds out she’s the boss’s daughter. Off-limits? Fine, I’ve got no problem playing the field.

But why is my stallion set on playing Katie instead of the field? 
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This is the Solo Shift world: no packs, no guidance, no mates, and no prospects until chance, luck, trust, and love all intervene. 

What can you expect from a Solo Shift book? A standalone story with lonely shifters, shifters who don’t know they’re lonely, love scenes, and no cheating. And at least one HEA, sometimes more!






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Came back with my hot dog and ate it while Baird met the fans. From where I was, it looked like he was handling the attention well. Smiling, happy to be there, shaking hands, signing autographs, seemed to be the approachable type. Fit in real well with the fans. Folks in Welkerville like to see that in their players—and Baird seemed to be delivering that. That was a good sign, and I knew Dad would be happy to hear that. He also didn’t seem to be hitting on any of the women, which was also a good sign.
I let the fans have their time with him. Most of them needed to get home, and I didn’t; besides, I was still working on my hot dog.
Once the crowds cleared and my hot dog was gone, I came up to him, smile on my face, and I shook his hand and welcomed him to Welkerville.
And stopped myself from jumping his bones on the spot.
Yeah, that surprised me too. It was like The Awkward Years all over again—hormones all a-fire and everything.
Sure, he had muscles. Sure, he had that glowing smile. Sure, he was big and brawny. But so were the other guys, with the possible exception of the smile. Why were my spidey-senses tingling—no, wait, those were my lady parts. Why were they tingling?
Fortunately for me, I’ve gotten a lot better at faking normal behavior since The Awkward Years.
Also fortunately for me, he answered by lifting a line straight out of Bull Durham. At least, I think he did. The problem with that movie is that it got minor-league life so right that you’re never sure if you're seeing an intentional Bull Durham reference or just Life As Usual in The Minors.
So I just answered back with another stock cliche while I tried to keep my tongue in my cheek, or at least in my mouth. While trying to remind myself what an Executive Assistant to the Owner was supposed to do—oh, yeah, that’s right, introduce myself.
But before I could do that, he beamed at me again—oh my God, that smile—and asked, “Are the stands always this full?”
Good. That was good. He was talking baseball and the fans. I could talk about that all day without making a fool of myself.
But then he followed up with, “Where does everyone go after the game, anyway?”
Part of me said this was a set-up to a pick-up line. Other parts of me—the tingling parts—were ecstatic. Fortunately, my Executive Assistant to the Owner side recognized this was a good time to educate Baird in Welkerville ways.  “Home, mostly. Some of ‘em drive an hour or two to get here, plus most of our fans have cows to milk or feed, or jobs to go to in the morning. A few of ‘em hit the bars. A lot of folks hit the Taystee Creem downtown; they’re open late.”
I patted myself on the back. Very educational response, very responsible, very much not an open invitation to check out that place behind the stands that’s been a make-out spot for generations of young Welker County residents, get that image out of your head, Katherine Joy Casey.




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Wife of an IT geek—his words, not mine! Mother of two kids, two cats, and two dogs. Incurable romantic. 

What do I want in my romance stories? Men who aren’t total asses. Women who avoid total asses—either from experience, or by being smart enough to avoid them in the first place! Men who survive just fine without a woman. Women who survive just fine without a man. Men and women smart enough to know the perils of jumping into love, and brave enough to do it anyway. And of course, a happily-ever-after!



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Moonborn (Heartborn #2)
by Terry Maggert
Genre: YA Fantasy
Release Date: June 22nd 2017

Summary from Goodreads:

Livvy Foster has a new heart, home, and a place in the powerful halls of House Windhook. The fall of Sliver was only the beginning of a civil war that sees angels from across the sky challenge each other to lead a world in which the past and the future are connected by a storm crafted from time, ambition, and power.

When House Selinus attempts to bend the light of days in order to become the supreme power in an apocalyptic future, they confront a goddess who is older than time itself-- and she'll stop at nothing to get the one soul who escaped her deadly grasp: Livvy.

With deceit, war and love swirling in the clouds above a shattered world that was once Livvy's home, she'll be asked to do something a girl with a broken heart never thought possible.
Fight for Windhook. Fight for her world.
Take wing with Livvy, one heartbeat at a time.


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Release Date: September 1st 2016

Summary from Goodreads:

Her guardian angel was pushed.

Keiron was never meant to be anything other than a hero. Born high above in a place of war and deception, he is Heartborn, a being of purity and goodness in a place where violence and deceit are just around every corner.

His disappearance will spark a war he cannot see, for Keiron has pierced the light of days to save a girl he has never met, for reasons he cannot understand. Livvy Foster is seventeen, brave, and broken. With half a heart, she bears the scars of a lifetime of pain and little hope of survival.

Until Keiron arrives.

In the middle of a brewing war and Livvy’s failing heart, Keiron will risk everything for Livvy, because a Heartborn’s life can only end in one way: Sacrifice.

Fall with Livvy and Keiron as they seek the truth about her heart, and his power, and what it means to love someone who will give their very life to save you.


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Green. That was the first sign that Keiron was somewhere and somewhen else. The drab grays of home were gone, replaced by a vibrant, lush promise of springtime. Everything in his vision was on the cusp of exploding into action as the days grew longer, warmer, and alive. With exaggerated delicacy, he moved his head slowly, like it was full of water because the fall had been long and his push backward into the light of days left him sore and muzzy. Whatever he’d expected, it hadn’t been a body filled with dull aches and the promise of bruises to come.
            “Maybe I’ll just sit here until my head is clear.” The wind freshened with a promise of rain, squelching the idea of inactivity. In stages, he dragged himself painfully upright, wondering for the first time why he hadn’t merely glided all the way to his landing. As he rose, his arms began to pinwheel in a wild gyration, ending only when he pitched face forward into the moist grass with an inelegant thud.
            The only time he’d ever fallen in his entire life had been when he was a child, before he learned how to open—
            His wings were gone. A searing jolt of fear raged through him, spiking into every corner of his body and ending in the most delicate place it could.
            His mind.
            He shook, breath coming in ragged gasps while reaching desperately over each shoulder to find nothing but empty air. He was stripped, defenseless, and maimed.
            He was broken. He was ordinary.
            And ordinary was not good enough to save her.
            Only twice in his life had stories of the wingless come to him; in each case, the piteous creature had been a criminal who the council banished for a shadowy reason so heinous it was kept from the children. But this—his hands waved in a weak rhythm as if they too could not believe his condition. He was, what, exactly? Wingless? No, that could not be, as he’d committed no crime. Garrick, his brother and apparent rival, had pushed him from House Windhook. Keiron’s thoughts and intentions were far from criminal, and could be no reason for banishment, let alone stealing his wings.
            Still, he sat, pained with the understanding that this was truly a one-way trip. His cause had gone from noble to permanent, and he knew that the vistas of House Windhook were now little more than a memory.
            He would save her or die. It was simple as that. 

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Left-handed. Father of an apparent nudist. Husband to a half-Norwegian. Herder of cats and dogs. Lover of pie. I write books. I've had an unhealthy fascination with dragons since the age of-- well, for a while. Native Floridian. Current Tennessean. Location subject to change based on insurrection, upheaval, or availability of coffee. Nine books and counting, with no end in sight. You've been warned.

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