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#RecentlyReleased ~ “Mr. H.O.A.” Series: Fake It #1 by Autho: Carina Taylor, Genre: Romantic Comedy, Release Date: June 30, 2020. #AuthorCarinaTaylor @GiveMeBooksPR #AvailableNow


Title: Mr. H.O.A.
Series: Fake It #1
Author: Carina Taylor
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: June 30, 2020
Bane Fox knows exactly what he wants in life: financial
He does not want to be homeless.
He does not want to be the president of an
It’s rather unfortunate he is both of those
Oh, and did I forget to mention he has a fake wife?
Yeah, that’s me
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I started to pull away from Nola, but she stopped me with a
hand on my waist. “Carol’s still watching.”
I didn’t bother pointing out her lie. No one stood in
Carol’s window, and Nola hadn’t bothered to look over her shoulder to
I studied the face in front of me. Her fake smile had been
replaced with a soft look as she gazed back into my eyes.
“Okay,” I said with a smile. I wrapped an arm
around her waist, tugging her closer, our hips brushing against each other.
“How was the little wife’s day at work?”
Nola arched a smooth brow. “Little wife? Hmm, I think
you’re going to have to pick something different.”
“How about Mrs. HOA?”
She scrunched her face up as she thought about it. “No,
I don’t think so. I think I prefer ‘Your Highness.'”
She screeched when I ran my fingers up the side of her ribs.
She leapt back, smacking at my reaching hand, laughing loudly. “Stop
I made one more half-hearted grab for her. She glared at me.
“If you tickle me, I won’t share my pizza!”
I held both hands in the air in surrender. “When you
say pizza, you mean…”
She narrowed her eyes at me as she opened the minivan door.
“I mean pepperoni and cheese.”
I shrugged. “Can’t blame a guy for trying.”
She passed the pizza to me, shut the car door, then smacked
my butt as she jogged by.
I really wished our relationship was real. Maybe it could
Author Bio
Carina Taylor writes zany romantic comedies that make you
ugly laugh.

When she’s not writing, you can find her chasing after three little boys,
ignoring her laundry pile, pretending to work out, drinking large amounts of
coffee, and consuming as many cinnamon rolls as possible.

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“The Book Doctor” by Author Britney King, Genre: Psychological Thriller, #RecentlyReleased #ReleaseBoost ~ @BritneyKing_ @EJBookPromos

Title: The Book Doctor

Author: Britney King
Genre: Psychological Thriller
Release Date: June 11, 2020
From the bestselling author of The Social Affair and HER comes a riveting new thriller about a writer desperate to make a comeback who realizes that success may cost more than he can afford to pay when a stranger arrives at his door.
George is bitter. As he should be. Once a household name, George is dying to make a comeback, and death may be the only option left to get the public’s attention. Ask anyone, his life is unraveling at the seams. Meanwhile, his new apprentice is everything he is not. 
The enigmatic man his publisher sends to help is young and ambitious, with looks that could kill, and possibly do.
When George discovers that his apprentice’s talent extends beyond fixing broken plots, that his winning formula may, in fact, be a result of making the crimes in his novels come to life, George has to ask himself how much he is willing to overlook to achieve mainstream success. 
Perfectly paced, The Book Doctor is an electrifying psychological thriller about a life’s work, obsession, and the dangerous places ambition can take you. Full of enough tension and twists to make even the most seasoned suspense reader break out in a cold sweat, it keeps you guessing until the very last page.

Britney King lives in Austin, Texas with her husband, children, two dogs, one ridiculous cat, and a partridge in a pear tree.
When she’s not wrangling the things mentioned above, she writes psychological, domestic and romantic thrillers set in suburbia.
Currently, she’s writing three series and several standalone novels.
The Bedrock Series features an unlikely heroine who should have known better. Turns out, she didn’t. Thus she finds herself tangled in a messy, dangerous, forbidden love story and face-to-face with a madman hell-bent on revenge. The series has been compared to Fatal Attraction, Single White Female, and Basic Instinct.
The Water Series follows the shady love story of an unconventional married couple—he’s an assassin—she kills for fun. It has been compared to a crazier book version of Mr. and Mrs. Smith. Also, Dexter.
Around The Bend is a heart-pounding standalone, which traces the journey of a well-to-do suburban housewife, and her life as it unravels, thanks to the secrets she keeps. If she were the only one with things she wanted to keep hidden, then maybe it wouldn’t have turned out so bad. But she wasn’t.
The With You Series at its core is a deep love story about unlikely friends who travel the world; trying to find themselves, together and apart. Packed with drama and adventure along with a heavy dose of suspense, it has been compared to The Secret Life of Walter Mitty and Love, Rosie.
The Social Affair is an intense standalone about a timeless couple who find themselves with a secret admirer they hadn’t bargained for. For fans of the anti-heroine and stories told in unorthodox ways, the novel explores what can happen when privacy is traded for convenience. It is reminiscent of films such as One Hour Photo and Play Misty For Me. 
Without a doubt, connecting with readers is the best part of this gig. You can find Britney online here: 
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#ReleaseBoost “Writing Dirty” Series: BTU Alumni #5, by Author Alley Ciz, Genre: Romantic Comedy/Contemporary,  New Adult Romance is Available Now!


Title: Writing Dirty
Series: BTU Alumni #5
Author: Alley Ciz
Genre: Romantic Comedy/Contemporary 

New Adult Romance

Release Date: June 12, 2020

always been her shelter in the storm.”
Rock stars.
The boys in
Even sexy
SEALs have all offered to slay my dragon—or in my case, my stalker.
Why can’t
they get it through their thick, stubborn heads that I can
take care of myself?
I’m no damsel!
if the real villain in this story is me?
Now the one
person I’ve never been able to resist has appointed himself as my protector.
I don’t
know what’s more at risk—my life or my heart.
DIRTY is an interconnected stand-alone of the BTU Alumni squad with scenes
steamy enough to inspire this romance writing Covenette. This laugh out loud
rom-com features a cast of characters who don’t know how to stay in their lane,
a heroine who refuses to be a damsel, and a hero determined to prove he can
deliver one hell of a happily ever after.
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Author Bio
Alley Ciz is an indie author of Contemporary/New Adult,
Rom-Com, Sports Romances.
She’s a stay at home mom to 3 amazing and crazy mini royals, a 95lb
lab, and let’s face it on some days her hubby is her 4th kid… But to be fair
she totally loves him a lot.
When she’s not corralling her crazy mini royals she can be
found writing the stories the voices in her head tell her. Caffeine is a staple
in her daily diet since she does most of her writing late at night when
the rest of her house is asleep, usually with her trusty dog Buke (short
for Beukeboom reluctantly named after a NY Ranger even though she’s a NJ Devils
fan all the way. Is it any surprise she writes sports romances?
Pizza and mac-n-cheese are major food groups and she is a proud
Potterhead and superhero buff.
She is a complete romance junkie and can always be found reading or
listening to a book.
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#ReleaseBoost ~ “Asher” Series: Ashes & Embers #6, by Author Carian Cole, Genre: Contemporary Romance is Available Now! @cariancole @GiveMeBooksPR


Title: Asher
Series: Ashes & Embers #6
Author: Carian Cole
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 3, 2020
I should have died.
I should have been
But I didn’t, and I
Living the life most women only dream about, I was madly in
love with my soulmate—Asher Valentine—amazing husband, loving father, and
rock’s favorite kick-ass front man. A man who loved me every day, in every way,
since we first met as teens. We were blessed with a beautiful
daughter who was the light of our life. My all-female rock band was tearing up
the charts.
Then tragedy struck, and I lost it all.
Now all I have is a stack of journals, an antique key, and a
big black void where my memories should be.
Used to be.
And I have him—this man with wild hair, tattoos from head to
toe, a soft voice, and an even softer touch that gives me butterflies. He’s
clearly hopelessly in love with his wife.
I’m told that’s me.
But that wife is gone, and she took everything they once
had, leaving me in her place.
A broken replacement. A new version that doesn’t quite fit.
I’m slowly falling in love with him, but will he ever truly
love me? Or will he forever be in love
with her, the phantom woman who
haunts us both?
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Author Bio
Carian Cole
has a passion for the bad boys, those covered in tattoos, sexy smirks, ripped
jeans, fast cars, motorcycles and of course, the sweet girls who try to tame
them and win their hearts.
Born and raised a Jersey girl, Carian now resides in beautiful New Hampshire
with her husband and their multitude of furry pets. She spends most of her time
writing, reading, and vacuuming.

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#ReleaseBoost ~ “Prince of Hearts” Series: Verona Legacy #1, by Author L.A. Cotton, Genre: New Adult Romance is Available Now! @authorlacotton @GiveMeBooksPR


Title: Prince of Hearts
Series: Verona Legacy #1
Author: L.A. Cotton
Genre: New Adult Romance
Release Date: June 2, 2020
Arianna Capizola is her father’s daughter.
Humble. Hardworking. Honest.
She’d rather spend her days helping at the local shelter
than brushing shoulders with her vain and entitled classmates.
Niccolò Marchetti is his father’s son.
Dark. Dangerous. Deceitful.
He’d rather spend his days getting bloody in the ring than
attending class and keeping up pretences.
When their paths cross at Montague University neither of
them are willing to drop the walls they’ve spent so long building. But he can’t
resist the girl with stars in her eyes, and she can’t forget the guy who saved
her that night.
There’s only one catch.
Nicco isn’t Arianne’s knight-in-shining armor, he’s the son
of her father’s greatest enemy.
He is the enemy.
And their families are at war.
**Prince of Hearts is the first book in Nicco and Ari’s
duet. Due to mature content that some readers may find distressing, this book
is recommended for readers 18+
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“It’s a
beautiful night,” I said from the shadows. 
She glanced around, searching for me. When her eyes landed on me standing by
the corner of the building, she stood up. “What do you want?”
Bambolina.” I let out a weary sigh. “That is a loaded question.”
“Humor me.”
Lina took a step closer. The moonlight danced off the soft features of her
Jesus, she
was so fucking beautiful.
“I want to
kiss you.” I inched toward her, unable to resist the magnetic pull I felt
whenever I was around her. “I want to finish what we started earlier. I want to
feel you beneath me, hear you cry my name.”
I want
to make you mine.
couldn’t get away from me fast enough earlier.” Her confused gaze cut me like a
thousand tiny blades over my skin. 
“It’s not
what you think,” I said, moving closer still. Lina mirrored my movements until
we were standing in front of each other.
Until she
was close enough to touch.
happening to us, Nicco?” she whispered. “Why do I feel like this?”
“What do
you feel like?” I brushed the hair off her neck. She had a thick hoodie pulled
over her body, but I was still able to stroke the skin beneath her ear. Lina’s
eyes drifted closed as she inhaled a shaky breath. 
“I look for
you when you’re not there. I feel you when you’re close. I can’t get you out of
my head.” Her eyes opened again, fixing on mine. She smiled and it was like a bolt
of lightning to my heart.
This girl.
innocent sweet girl was ruining me. 
Coming Soon
Releasing August 11
Author Bio
Author of over thirty mature young adult and new adult
novels, L A is happiest writing the kind of books she loves to read: addictive
stories full of teenage angst, tension, twists and turns.
Home is a small town in the middle of England where she currently juggles being
a full-time writer with being a mother/referee to two little people. In her
spare time (and when she’s not camped out in front of the laptop) you’ll most
likely find L A immersed in a book, escaping the chaos that is life.

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#ReleaseBoost ~ “Echoes of You” by Author Margaret McHeyzer, Genre: NA Dark College Romance is Available NOW!



Title: Echoes of You
Author: Margaret McHeyzer
Genre: NA Dark College Romance
 Release Date: May 18, 2020


At seven I was
adopted by the most loving parents in the world.

In this perfect family, I also found my best friend, and sister Tina.

Throw into the mix my boyfriend Dylan, and my dog Zhen, life was good… until
it wasn’t.

A catastrophic incident unearthed echoes of my past.

It left me no choice but to confront my inner demons.

Will I be able to live through this again?

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The palms
of my hands are sweating.
Standing in
front of an unassuming building, I look up to see its sheer size. Still, it’s inconspicuous
because it looks exactly like all the other buildings surrounding it.
The sun
breaks out just behind the brick building, casting the entrance into shadow.
that. Because I’ve been living in the shadows all my life. Now is the time for
me to come out of the shadows, and speak my truth.
our truth.
There’s a
line of cars in front of the building, all marked with the same lettering.
My heart
beats quickly as a shock of finality runs through my veins.
This is
where part of me will die and another part of me will live.
All my life
I’ve been worried about what people think of me. But I can’t continue on in a
life where I’m only breathing. I need to learn to live.
I take
several deep breaths, ready to cross the street and take the leap I’ve been
longing for.
“You can do
this,” I say to myself. The sun is moving higher, the shadow becoming smaller.
Yes, you
I look to
my left, and to my right, checking for oncoming cars.
I keep
walking, crossing the street. I know if I stop for even a second, I’ll talk
myself out of going.
You can
do it.
I walk
until I come to the automated doors that slowly slide open.
they’ll believe you.
I head to
the counter, where a woman with dark hair pulled back in a severe ponytail and
wearing a uniform is working on a computer. She looks up, but remains seated.
“Can I help you?” she says in a flat voice.
My hands
tremble, so I knit them together to stop the emotion bursting to come forward.
“I, um,” my
voice quivers with uncertainty.
“Are you
okay?” She stands and comes closer to the counter. She looks behind me,
searching for a hint as to why I’m so edgy.
“I, um,
need to talk to the police unit who deals with sexual abuse.”


Author Bio

**Write something worth reading**I’m Margaret and I’m a self-published author.

Recently I was
fortunate in obtaining New York Times best-selling status on my YA/NA book –
Ugly, and my YA book – Mistrust.
My last six books have been YA and I’m completely in love with the genre. I
love being able to communicate with people through my words and stories.

My writing genres all differ, but the one thing I keep consistent is my
heroines. All my female lead characters are strong, gutsy and not the ‘perfect’
woman. While my books all have romantic elements in them, they aren’t just
about the romance. They’re about finding strength, acceptance and making life
long connections.

I hope you enjoy my stories as much as I have while writing them.

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Recently Released! ~ “From Scratch” Series: Blue Plate #1, by Author Rachel Goodman, Genre: Light Women’s Fiction/Chick Lit, is Available NOW! #ReleaseBoost


Title: From Scratch
Series: Blue Plate #1
Author: Rachel Goodman
Genre: Light Women’s Fiction/Chick Lit

Release Date: May 1, 2020


down-home, feel-good debut Southern romance, From Scratch explores one woman’s
journey back home to Dallas, Texas, where her family is cooking up a plan that
doesn’t quite suit her tastes…
Thirty-year-old Lillie Turner grew up with maple syrup stuck to her skin and
bacon grease splattered on her clothes, courtesy of working in the family
diner. Thank goodness she escaped all that when she moved to Chicago five years
ago. Now a successful strategy consultant and newly engaged to a man who
complements her like biscuits and gravy, she has everything she wants.

When an urgent phone call about her father’s health pulls Lillie back to
Dallas, she soon learns it was a ruse to bring her home so she can run the
diner she’d rather avoid and compete in the Upper Crust, an annual baking
competition, with no option to withdraw. Lillie is furious and ready to run
back to Chicago, but her father’s haggard appearance makes her wonder if he’s
hiding something. Things go from bad to worse when Nick, her handsome ex and
the only man she ever truly loved, reappears, looking as scrumptious as ever.

Lillie’s trip home forces her to question the path she’s chosen, find her place
in the family she abandoned, and wonder if the life she left behind is what she
really wants after all.



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around,” Nick says. “It’ll help flush out the lactic acid in your
I nod, too
exhausted to reply, and walk back and forth with my fingers linked behind my
head. A breeze washes over my face, cooling me, but still my lungs are
screaming. I can’t seem to suck in enough air.
strides over to me. “You want your breathing to come from deep in your
diaphragm. Right here,” he says, placing one hand on the curve of my back
and the other just below my rib cage, applying pressure. “Can you feel
that?” His gaze rakes over my face, painfully slow, as though he’s afraid
to miss something.
Is he
kidding? His palms are burning holes in my shirt, making me dizzy, and he wants
to know if I can feel that? Suddenly I go from barely being able to retain
oxygen in my lungs to a total inability to breathe at all. I should be shocked
that after all this time a simple touch from him has the power to steal my
breath, but after what happened between us at the Tipsy Teakettle, nothing
surprises me anymore.
away, I pick up the water bottle lying on the ground by his feet and gulp some
down, the liquid sloshing around in my stomach.
it slowly. Otherwise you’ll throw up,” he says, tugging on my ponytail. My
heart trips in my chest at the way his voice dips with his playful scolding.
Sticking out my tongue, I squirt some water at him and stretch my aching
muscles. Nick does his own form of post run recovery, which involves some
strange yoga poses mixed with light strength exercises. I squeeze my eyes shut
when I hear him groan, the sound similar to those he once murmured during sex.
After he’s
done, he uses the hem of his T-shirt to wipe his neck and forehead. His chest
expands and retracts with his breathing, his skin glistening. I swallow
thickly, watching a bead of sweat travel down the length of his torso and
absorb into his mesh shorts. Everything about Nick is corded muscle and hard,
chiseled angles and lines. My eyes drop to his hands resting on his hips, and I
have an overwhelming urge to feel them on me. My whole body clenches as I
remember exactly what those fingers are capable of.
A dog
barks, snapping me out of my haze. I focus on the college-age guy playing fetch
with a golden retriever across the park and wait for my heart rate to return to
okay, you know.”
is?” I ask.
check me out,” Nick says, smug and without shame. “Don’t think I
didn’t notice your little eye dance.”
I balk.
“I wasn’t checking you out. You were doing those weird poses, and I was
He laughs,
deep and sexy, erasing all of my common sense. His soles scuff against the
gravel as he saunters toward me. He stops and stands so close I can feel the
heat radiating off his body and see the faint scar above his left eyebrow—a
casualty from back in my diner days when I accidentally opened the freezer door
into his face.
When he
speaks, his words send a shiver down my spine. “You forget, Lillie, I know
your blush.”
My breath
hitches, and his smile grows into that destructive grin that’s always been
deadly to me. I force my eyes away, over to the other side of the parking lot
where a woman is adjusting a set of ankle weights, back to the guy still
tossing a tennis ball with his dog, down at my grungy shoelaces, anywhere other
than at him.
least I used to,” Nick says, low and hoarse. “Before . . .”
He settles
a hand on the crook of my neck, his thumb ghosting along my collarbone, and
everything inside me ignites, alive and volatile. I look at him, and the
intensity in his stare causes a fresh wave of heat to rush through me. I lean
toward him, pulled by invisible fingers. His gaze flicks to my mouth, and as if
on their own volition, my lips part. My breath comes in shallow gasps, my body
humming in anticipation, waiting for him to pin me against my truck and kiss me
the way he did at the Tipsy Teakettle. The way he used to.
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Author Bio
Goodman is the critically acclaimed author of the Blue Plate and How to Score
series. She was raised in Colorado on Roald Dahl books and her mother’s
award-worthy cooking. Now an engineering professor at her alma mater, Southern
Methodist University in Dallas, Texas, she has not lost her passion for
culinary discovery or a well-told story. A member of RWA, she continues to hone
her craft through the Writer’s Path at SMU while seeking to create the perfect
macaroni and cheese recipe. Follow her on Twitter (@mojitomaven), Instagram
(@mojitomaven), and Facebook (@RachelGoodmanBooks), or visit her website at
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Recently Release! ~ “Treasure Island SEAL” Series: Sunset SEALs #3, by Author Sharon Hamilton, Genre: Military Romantic Suspense is Available NOW! #ReleaseBoost #NewRelease



Title: Treasure Island SEAL
Series: Sunset SEALs #3
Author: Sharon Hamilton
Genre: Military Romantic Suspense
Release Date: April 28, 2020


Navy SEAL Ned Silver is lured to the Florida gulf coast by
the friend of his fathers, a former Navy diver now turned treasure hunter.
Between deployments, S.O. Silver is addicted to adventure, and searching for
pirate booty is right up his alley. What he hasn’t counted on is that his net
has  also captured a local mermaid.
Madison Montgomery has done freelance underwater modeling
and film work, but she’s also an experienced scuba diver. Between jobs, she
tends a salty beach bar catering to whatever the sea blows in. She’s unprepared
when her heart is hooked on the muscled beach bum she’s hired to work with on a
treasure dive.
As their underwater love affair smolders like a hyperbaric
welding torch, the pair will have to discover who is captain and who is First


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“I haven’t been to this side of Florida before, it’s nice,“ Ned muttered.
“I’ve spent most my time on the other coast to be honest. But I love the
gulf side much better. Warmer I think, more temperate. And it’s slower. I mean,
we got lots of tourism here, no question about it. But it’s happier, you know
what I mean?” 
Ned stared straight ahead as the bridge dead-ended into a small two lane
boulevard, heading north and south along the beach.
“This here is Gulf Boulevard, for obvious reasons. You have your
beachside properties and then you have your inland properties which sometimes
are on a waterway. In any direction you’re no more than five or six blocks from
some body of water. I think that’s why I like it“
Noonan turned right and headed north. Ned saw glimpses of turquoise water
and white beaches in between two story rental units and occasionally a large
condo complex. Along the way it was dotted with beach shops and rental agencies,
renting everything from vacation cabins to surfboards, golf carts and beach
bicycles. He passed a lot of ice cream stores. There were shops on both sides
of the road selling fishing and beach gear, flip-flops, bathing
suits, tanning lotion, and a couple of Taqueria‘s with open air palapas
just like Ned had seen in Mexico. There were lots of fish and chips places, a
smattering of outdoor bars with brightly-colored umbrellas. Occasionally they
had to stop between lights to allow couples or families to cross the road,
usually towing a canvas wagon filled with towels and equipment.
They also passed several groups of walkers, and occasionally a tandem
bicycle. Ned felt himself starting to relax, even though Noonan was quick to
hit on the gas and slow to hit the brakes.
“See? Nothing fancy, but not too shabby, either.”
They turned left down a paved road that ended at the edge of a wooden
bridge over the sand dunes. It was the Treasure Island beach access trail. Off
to the side was an alleyway, unpaved, just wide enough to accommodate two cars
passing. On both sides of the path were smaller shacks, some of them
well-painted, and others left to the sea’s devices. Vacation rental signs hung
in most of the yards or attached to the upper eve of the houses, colorfully
lettered in bright Caribbean paint, with names like Pete’s Paradise and Laura‘s
Lair, with pictures of fish, starfish, and mermaids adorning fences and sides
of buildings. Newnan pulled into the driveway of a tiny pink house that sat
right on the beach.
“It isn’t much, I warn you. This place is going to get torn down, and the
owner has plans to build a McMansion, sort of triplex building. He wants to
live upstairs and rent out down below. But for now, this place is vacant and it
has a little bit of furniture. I hope you like it. And the price is right.“ He
said as he exited the truck.
Ned ran right behind the pirate, his canvas slip-ons crunching on the
white mixture of crushed shells and stones. Noonan produced a set of keys and
unlocked the front door, which was slightly warped, causing Noonan to have to
lean into it hard with his shoulder. At the second try, it gave way and let
them enter, but part of the door trim had cracked.
Inside, the house smelled of mildew, but Ned thought it was nothing that
a few open windows could take care of. It hadn’t been updated in many years.
That surprised him, because Ned thought all these beach properties saw
themselves underwater every few years due to the storms. But this one looked
like it had survived many seasons of winters and lots of fall hurricanes.
“Home sweet home, kid.”
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Author Bio
NYT and
USA/Today Bestselling Author Sharon Hamilton’s SEAL Brotherhood series have
earned her author rankings of #1 in Romantic Suspense, Military Romance and
Contemporary Romance. Her other Brotherhood
stand-alone series are: Bad Boys of SEAL Team 3, Band of Bachelors, True Blue
SEALs, Nashville SEALs, and the Bone Frog Brotherhood.
and former SEALs have invested in two wineries and a brewery in Sonoma County,
which have become part of the new stories. But old characters keep returning to
all the newer books.
Sharon also
writes sexy paranormals in two series: Golden Vampires of Tuscany and The
A lifelong
organic vegetable and flower gardener, Sharon and her husband live in the Wine
Country of Northern California, where most of her stories take place.
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#ReleaseBoost ~ “Down to Fall” Series: Love Happens #5, by Author Jodi Watters, Genre: Steamy Contemporary Romance, is Available Now!


Title: Down to Fall
Series: Love Happens #5
Author: Jodi Watters
Genre: Steamy Contemporary Romance

Release Date: March 20, 2020

A lust
story. Only meant to be temporary.
A love
story. Always meant to be permanent.
A hate
story. Never meant to be.
is all three.
It started
in an elevator in California. Our lust story.
You know,
the kind you know going in is a bad idea, but… the nagging desire and all. A
few drinks in the hotel bar across from our workplace. A few nights in a luxury
suite twenty floors above. What could it hurt?
fun would be had by all, and I’d walk away a well-satisfied woman. Ready to
continue my life of brokenhearted loneliness.    
It started
on a ridge in Afghanistan. Our love story.
You know,
the kind you felt in your soul at first sight, but… the tragic circumstances
and all. Intentionally casual conversation over Irish whiskey. Intentionally
casual sex over the course of two weeks. How could I refuse?
bonds would be built, and I’d confess my darkest sin. Beg for forgiveness five
years overdue and clean my conscience along with it.
It started
with the cold hard truth. Our hate story.
You know,
the kind that could end a surprisingly beautiful beginning.


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Ten minutes after he agreed, Nicole found herself standing
inside a deluxe suite at the Hyatt, their tryst beginning in the lap of luxury.
It would end here too, but only after she’d had her fill of
him and/or thirteen days had passed, whichever came first. Based on the way
that gray t-shirt stretched across his broad shoulders, and if there were
tattoos and tan lines under it, she’d run out of time before she ran out of
Backing her up against the hotel room door, Grady leaned in
but didn’t touch her, only locking the deadbolt and flipping the security bar,
the sound loud in the hushed darkness of the room.
“You sure about this?” His masculinity surrounded her, warm
and wicked. His height dwarfed her, tall and tantalizing.  
“Yes,” she whispered. “Are you?”
“No,” he choked out, his voice gravelly. “No, I’m not sure.
But there’s nowhere else I’d rather be.”
They’d never been this close before, but if she’d known his
strength was so powerful, his scent so heady, his size so commanding, she’d
have cornered him weeks ago. Probably humped his camo-panted leg like a dog in
Well, he’d better be ready. She was about to be unleashed.
Which was to say, he’d be on the receiving end of her largely limited—and
significantly rusty—sexual repertoire.
Comparing herself to the animalistic dynamo that was a
female canine in heat was her ego talking. Oh, she could get the job done, no
doubt about it, but Grady might not be so impressed he’d hire her again, if you
caught her drift.
Thirteen days might turn into a one-and-done situation.
But luckily, she’d made that quick drugstore run during her
lunch break yesterday, so she was fully prepared. Condoms, a Lady Bic razor and
shaving gel, and a king-sized Kit Kat bar completed her purchase. The condoms
were a necessity—safety first, ’cause that’s how ole Nicole rolled. The razor
because, between the two of them, he should be the only one with stubble. The
chocolate was simply because she hadn’t had sex in a longer timespan than your
average bad-credit car loan, and that fact would make any girl self-medicate.
Thankfully she’d had the foresight to buy a half dozen candy
bars and wasn’t ashamed to admit she’d powered one down just prior to stalking
him via the elevator tonight.  
Chocolate might give her cellulite, but it also gave her
courage. Courage she desperately needed, because right about now, she was
feeling like a born-again virgin.
Unsure. Unsteady. And unprepared for the sight he was about
to bestow upon her.
Bare, muscled skin.
Their suite was several stories high, the only glow in the
room from the small lamp on the nightstand and that of a thousand twinkling
lights from the surrounding downtown buildings. The panoramic floor to ceiling
windows offered an amazing view, day or night, and though the drapes were drawn
open to the outside world, they were cocooned inside by the soft radiance of a
single bulb.
The only people on earth.
Moving deeper into the room, his eyes barely left hers as he
tugged his t-shirt off, lazily dropping it to the floor.
My god.
There were tattoos. Plural. And in nearly the exact location
of her fantasies.
The letter F was inked over his left pec
muscle, a single initial monogrammed in an Old English decorative script. F for
Foster. Underneath that same glorious pec muscle was a short verse, in a
cleaner, simpler font, that wrapped horizontally around his torso toward his
It was too dark in the room for her to read the words, but
that task was now on the tippy top of her To-Do list.
What she could read was the larger quote tattooed along the
right side of his collar bone. De oppresso liber. To
liberate the oppressed. The motto of the United States Army Special Forces.
Don’t ask her how she knew that. It wasn’t a fun tale to
“What’s going through that pretty head of yours?”
Swallowing, she regained the use of language. “That I wanna
lick your tattoos.”
A smartass grin graced his beautifully sculpted mouth.
“Damn. Should’ve tattooed my dick.”
The button on his pants popped, the slide of his zipper
letting loose a hoard of butterflies in her stomach when he opened the placket.
Dark shadows hid his best asset, his intention only to relieve the pressure,
not release the beast. 
He needn’t worry. She wanted to lick that too.


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Author Bio
My love for
steamy romance began when I was in junior high. A friend and I noticed a
dumpster of discarded paperbacks behind our local dime store. Covers missing
and each book split down the spine, I scanned the pages for any love or lust
words—and curse words, too. From that point on, I scoured the public library
and the paperback racks at every store, reading anything labeled romance. I said
a tearfully grateful goodbye to Judy Bloom, and Jackie Collins began ruling my
I live with
my high school sweetheart husband in the desert Southwest. Awesome in the
winter, not so much in the summer.
My life
long goals are to think before I speak, smile more and swear less, and actually
weigh what my driver’s license states I do. 
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