Hard Limits Series: Queen of Hearts #1 Author: Suki Williams




Title: Hard Limits
Series: Queen of Hearts #1
Author: Suki Williams
Genre: Reverse Harem/Dark Romance
Release Date: June 18, 2021


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Call girls are meant to fuck the client then go home, not fuck them up, but I never minded getting my hands just a little dirty.

Homeless teen turned prostitute turned elite call girl with some… unusual extracurricular activities was not what I’d set out to become, but survivors can’t be choosers. Now, I’ve got a life for myself, and I even like it most of the time, but a favor owed to my boss/ex-lover is about to mess all of that up.

Her husband’s become a problem, and when the team of men she’s hired can’t seal the deal, I’m brought in for some assistance. What a fucking mess. Especially since the team consists of my favorite client, his brother, my roommate, and my roommate’s boyfriend.

When the shitstorm of my present starts to collide a bit too much with my past, I’ve got to hope my skills are sharp enough to keep me in one piece.

There’s an unexpected danger that’s found me once again, but lucky for me, I’ve always thrived in the darkness.

Trigger warning: non con, dub con, BDSM scenes, torture, and other adult material that people could find triggering.







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I’ve always loved reading and writing. Both have been a part of who I am since I was a kid and while my taste and preferences have changed over time, my love for the written word has not. I have a Bachelor’s Degree in English from Virginia Tech.

I am about to move to New England with my family and am lucky enough to be a full-time mom and writer. Listening to crashing waves, walking through the forest, and eating chocolate are some of my favorite things.


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Fate Series: Full Moon #2 Author: Stacy Stone




Title: Fate
Series: Full Moon #2
Author: Stacy Stone
Genre: Rockstar Romance
Release Date: June 18, 2021


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Jonathan

They say time and distance make you forget. They lie.
Even though it’s been years, I still can’t get Camille out of my mind, my heart.
When my band, Full Moon, returns home for a new tour,
I take it as a sign and know I have to find her.
I want—no, I need answers.
And she’s going to give them to me.

Camille

Years ago, I broke my own heart because it was the right thing to do.
I’ve lived with the pain of it every day since.
I never imagined I’d have to face my first love again.
But now he’s back. His demand for answers turns my world upside down.
The wounds of our past run deep. They say time heals all wounds.
I hope they’re right because I don’t think I can say goodbye again.






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Under the Dutch name Stefanie Van Mol, Stacy Stone made her debut in Belgium with her Desire series. She was obsessed with writing and never stopped.
She creates stories about rock stars that are emotional, sexy, and heartfelt.
During the day she works at her own publishing company.
At night, she spends hours at the computer at night creating her colourful characters and bringing their stories to life.
She’s an avid reader and passionate writer. She hopes to make her dream come true and become an author that readers will enjoy worldwide.


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Her Dirty Jocks Series: Men at Work #12 Author: Mika Lane




Title: Her Dirty Jocks
Series: Men at Work #12
Author: Mika Lane
Genre: Contemporary Reverse Harem Romance
Release Date: June 17, 2021


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I have to tutor three hot college student athletes to earn extra cash. But they’re the ones who end up teaching me… how to be dirty.

I needed money for school.
Three hot jocks needed to pass math.
You could say I made the team.
One has very hard… muscles.
Another knows how to… score.
And the third throws a real curve… ball.
And while guys like that never gave me the time of day, when they found they needed me, they started paying attention.
I became the center of their universe.
I might teach them math.
But they’ll teach me something much more… valuable.





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CHAPTER 1

FRANCES (FRANKI) CRAWFORD

“That’s not going to work for me.”
The head of the campus tutoring center gave me a look that said, in no uncertain terms, that he couldn’t give a shit about what did or did not work for me.
And that’s when I knew I had a problem.
I looked at the slip of paper he’d given me, my first assignment as a tutor, and found the guy I’d be helping drag his ass through statistics class was none other than State football star Garrett Stevens, someone I’d not known until last week.
If you wanted to be technical, I still didn’t really know him.
Although I’d slept with him.
Yup, after having a rough couple days that included premenstrual horniness, needing rebound sex to forget the douchebag I’d dated over the summer, and feeling generally pissed off at the world, I indulged in one of those sleazy rite of passage one-night stands that college is famous for.
That’s all it was. Seriously.
“Um, Max if you could match me up with another student, I’d really appreciate it,” I said, doing my best to sound breezy and casual while boob sweat collected in my bra.
He studied me, trying to read between the lines. Finally, he sighed. “Franki, you signed up to work here two weeks into the semester. That’s about three weeks later than everybody else. You don’t get your pick of students to work with. Sorry.”
He clicked his computer keyboard one more time and looked at me with a forced smile that indicated it was time for me to get the hell out of his office.
I was getting desperate, and because of that, wasn’t above begging. Or flattering.
“I know you’re super busy, Max, and I hate to keep you from your work, especially at the beginning of a semester. But this is kind of important.”
That should drag some empathy out of his tired, overworked ass.
Who knew a campus tutoring center would be such a hubbub of activity? I supposed if you used tutoring services, you’d know that well. But since I was a pretty good student who managed to muddle my way through even the worst of the classes that made up my freshman year, and who’d never needed a tutor, it was all new to me.
Also new to me this year was taking on a job to pay for school. Mom and Dad were flat out of money, leaving me to scramble for student loans and part-time work. Tutoring was one of the best-paying jobs on campus, and the director let me know that by working with student athletes, I’d actually get paid a little extra.
I couldn’t say no to that. Next semester’s tuition bill was coming like a freight train, and the financial assistance my parents had offered my older brother and sister for their schooling, dried up just in time for me to hit my freshman year. Now that I’d entered my sophomore year, their situation wasn’t getting any better. I was pretty much on my own.
Lucky me.
Yeah, my fortunate siblings had gotten fully-paid rides to private universities. Me, not so much. By the time my turn came, Dad was ready to retire. My parents had spent almost their last cent on my brother and sister, so it was decided I would attend State, which was loads cheaper.
I wasn’t bitter. Really.
Even when faced with having to tutor a burly football player who I just happened to have gotten down and dirty with not one week earlier.
I’d thought I was so smart. Figured I’d never see him again. After all, State was one of those universities bigger than some towns. You could get lost, stay anonymous, keep your head down, and hardly ever see the same person twice.
How was it then that I was now faced with having to tutor the one guy on campus I’d fucked in a moment of sexy weakness?
Thinking I was clever, I’d left my panties behind, hanging on his bedroom doorknob. Show him how the cool girls do it. Give him something to think about because he was never going to see my ass again. I lied about my major, which dorm I lived in, where I came from, you name it. I hadn’t even given him my real name, instead pretending to be a Susan. Seemed sufficiently bland enough to be forgettable.
I hadn’t lied about the orgasms, though. They were quite something. And god knew I needed them.
Not that he asked for it, but I wouldn’t have given him my contact info, anyway. Like he would have ever called me. Guys like him were famous for ghosting. So I beat him to the punch. Used him before he could use me, and all that.
And at the time, I’d felt pretty good about it.
Now, not so much.
Max sighed when he looked up from his computer monitor to see I was still sitting there. “Franki, you are right. I am busy,” he said impatiently.
“Max, I… I don’t think I can work with Garrett Stevens.”
He frowned. “Why? Is he an ex or something?”
Should I tell Max I’d fucked the guy and really didn’t want to have to make nice with him and that, oh by the way, I couldn’t stand jocks, anyway? That they were creeps with little or no interest in academics, who also had jumped my brother in high school and pummeled the shit out of him?
I could hold a grudge. I wasn’t proud of it.
“No. He’s not an ex,” I said, keeping my drama to myself.
Satisfaction settled on his face. “Great. Then you will be tutoring three students on the subject of statistics.” He wrinkled his nose. “God, I always hated stats. Too bad I didn’t have someone like you to help me out back in the day. I’m sure I would have been motivated to study my ass off.”
Looking me up and down, he gave me a giant, smarmy grin and waited for me to thank him for his cheesy compliment.
I stood to leave, holding my backpack in front of me to limit his hungry gaze. “I guess some people just aren’t smart enough for stats.”
Ooh. Did I really just say that?
His smile faded. “Well, it’s not that—”
But I didn’t hear the rest of what he had to say.
I’d gotten the work I needed to make it through the semester and pay for at least part of the next. I was out of there.
I’d tutor Garrett Stevens, even if all I could think about the whole time was how talented his tongue was…
“Whattup, Frank?” my BFF Daniel said, answering my call before the first ring had even finished.
I took a seat on the front steps of the student union, Daniel’s voice nearly drowned out by the buzz of giggly undergrads, beleaguered professors, creaky university shuttle buses, and rumbling food trucks.
“Hey. I got a job tutoring stats,” I told him.
“Wow, look at the big brain on my girl,” he screeched.
God, I missed him. We’d had a fun summer, and I’d almost cried when I left for school and he stayed behind.
Said college just wasn’t his thing. Driving for Uber was about as far as his ambition went.
“Big brain, you’re so funny. But get this. My first student is that guy I had the one-nighter with last week. Doesn’t it just figure?”
A couple heads snapped in my direction at the mention of ‘one-nighter.’
“That’s what happens when you’re a ho,” Daniel said gleefully. “I hope he at least had a good-sized dick, honey.”
In the background, I heard a turn signal click-click-click and realized he was driving.
“Dan, you don’t have anyone in the car with you, do you? You know, a passenger who might be listening to you talking about big dicks.”
Discretion was not one of his strengths.
He cackled. “I most certainly do, Frances Mary Crawford. Just so happens I have a couple ladies I’m taking to their card game at the senior center. Everything good back there, girls?” he called.
I didn’t hear them respond.
“Okay, Dan, I’m gonna run. But you might try to keep your conversations rated G, at least when you have passengers.”
“Oh, honey, everyone likes the booty. Don’t be ashamed. You did nothing wrong.”
Easy for him to say. He was a walking one-night stand.
Besides, if I had nothing to be embarrassed about, why was I dreading facing Garrett Stevens?






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Writing has been a passion of mine since, well, forever (my first book was “The Day I Ate the Milkyway,” a true fourth-grade masterpiece). These days, steamy romance, both dark and funny, gives purpose to my days and nights as I create worlds and characters who defy the imagination. I live in magical Northern California with my own handsome alpha dude, sometimes known as Mr. Mika Lane, and an evil cat named Bill. These two males also defy my imagination from time to time.

A lover of shiny things, I’ve been known to try to new recipes on unsuspecting friends, find hiding places so I can read undisturbed, and spend my last dollar on a plane ticket somewhere.

I have several books for you to choose from including perennially favorite Billionaire and Reverse Harem romances. And have you see my Player Series about male escorts who make the ladies of Hollywood curl their toes and forget their names? Hottttt…. And my Anti-hero/Mafia books are now out in audio.

Check out my latest series, The Men at Work Collection, about hot men and the professions that make them successful masters of the universe… and the women they love.

I’ll always promise you a hot, sexy romp with kick-ass but imperfect heroines, and some version of a modern-day happily ever after.

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My Reward Series: Elite Securities #3 Author: Jennifer Hanks




Title: My Reward
Series: Elite Securities #3
Author: Jennifer Hanks
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: June 17, 2021


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In Noah Striker’s world, control is everything.

Throughout his life, he’s learned the ramifications of trusting another person and refuses to be seen as weak or vulnerable again. The only person he wants the world to see is the hard, unbending man he’s become.

But that all changes when he’s assigned to protect Beth Sullivan.

For four years, he watches quietly from a distance, never understanding his need to keep her safe or the loyalty he feels, but when another threatens her, keeping his distance is no longer an option.

Neither is denying the passion that’s always lingered between them.

With an enemy on the hunt, Noah Striker will face the fight of his life.

But can he relinquish the control he’s always believed saved him in order to save her?







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Standing in front of her, I waited but realized she wasn’t going to look at me until I encouraged her. “Beth.”
She slowly raised her head, but her eyes only met mine for a brief second before looking over my shoulder. “Yes.”
Her voice was quiet, so quiet it was hard to hear her, and I knew a lot of that had to do with her shyness, but I also recognized fear when I saw it, so I lowered my voice. “I’m Striker. I’ll be taking you to the safe house.”
She swallowed hard and glanced at me before looking away. “Are you my bodyguard or something?”
No, I wasn’t a bodyguard. I’d never been a bodyguard, nor did I want to be. I wasn’t the kind of man who cared enough to watch over someone. My job was to drop her at the safe house and leave. Brody would assign someone to watch over her. I was a tracker with a fucking job to do, and that job didn’t leave me time for much else.
When I didn’t answer, she slowly shifted her eyes back to mine. I held her stare, her green eyes burning into mine and causing a pain in my chest I’d never felt before. “Striker?” she said quietly.
“Yeah,” I responded, but when my voice was gruff, I cleared my throat. “What?”
“Is your job to keep me safe?” she asked quietly.
I exhaled loudly and shook my head slowly. That was not my job. But then why did the idea of someone hurting her fill me with an inexplicable amount of rage?
When she averted her eyes, I cursed to myself. I hated losing her eyes. Wanting them back, I said, “Beth.” She slowly lifted her head and met my eyes. Calmness washed over me almost immediately, and nearly without my consent, I nodded. “Yeah, I’m gonna keep you safe.”
And I was going to make sure she never felt fear again.






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Jennifer Hanks is the author of The Dimarco Series as well as The Elite Securities Series. Her stories are contemporary romance and romantic suspense, all with the underlying message of the power and strength in love. She’s also a sucker for a Happily-Ever-After. Her love of reading and books in general started at a very young age and has steadily grown into a love of writing as well. She admits to being addicted to all things romance and has no plans of quitting her habit. Jennifer lives in Pennsylvania with her two children. When she’s not reading or writing, she can be found with her kids at their various activities. Her house is frequently filled with any combination of her children’s friends, nieces, nephews and a variety of pets.


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Infallible Series: Serendipity #3 Author: Charlene Namdhari




Title: Infallible
Series: Serendipity #3
Author: Charlene Namdhari
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: June 17, 2021


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“Sometimes the wrong choices take us to the right places.”

My Past:
I was eighteen when I first gave away my heart. A love so profound, I didn’t understand it.

My Present:
I never had to prove she was mine until he makes an appearance. Tall, dark, and older.

My Future:
Should I walk away and not look back or stay and this time, let destiny guide my heart.







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Born and raised in the coastal city of Durban, South Africa, she now lives in the City of Gold, Johannesburg. Charlene’s days are an energetic mixture of a full time job, a wife and mom to two beautiful teenagers and four dogs. She holds a law degree and is a passionate events manager.

Charlene enjoys travelling, a Mediterranean cruise being her most recent venture. She hopes to retire to a beautiful seaside cottage where she can spend lazy days on the beach drinking cocktails and focus all her energy on writing. She is of the firm opinion that one should not give up on a dream but rather make every attempt to get there no matter how long it takes.

Her love for writing stemmed from an avid interest in English at School, more so Literature and enjoyed writing short stories. She attempted her first full length novel fifteen years ago and although she loved the finish product decided she’d write mainly as a hobby and only recently sought publishing.

Believing writing is the wings to holistic escapism, she makes the time in her busy schedule giving life to her dreams of bringing together passion filled heroes and heroines in a happily ever after.


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Orbiting Mars Series: Ruthless Kings MC #13 Author: K.L. Savage




Title: Orbiting Mars
Series: Ruthless Kings MC #13
Author: K.L. Savage
Genre: Dark Romantic Suspense/Organized Crime
Release Date: June 15, 2021


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I’m a car accident waiting to happen and it’s only a matter of time before I crash.
Every day that passes, every second I blink, the need to drink grows.
Meetings aren’t enough.
My will power isn’t enough.
Sunnie…

The second I see her, I want to crash into her instead
But she may not be enough to kill the need
I’m trying…but I can’t try anymore.
And when Sunnie tells me something that I can’t handle?
I break.
I run away.
I sprint to the nearest watering hole.
Away from life, from responsibilities, from fear…
I’ve never been good with change. Everything is safe right now.
I’m in a bubble and I’ve kept Sunnie there too.
She wants more than that kind of life.
I don’t know how to give it to her.
Her words play on repeat in my head.

“Maybe isn’t fair for us to sacrifice the things we want if it means being together?”
If I don’t have her, I have nothing.
But you know what I do have? Addiction.
And I’m staring at the bottle.
She’s beautiful.
Just. One. Taste.
And everything will be okay.







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No one knows where I am. I have my phone off. I didn’t tell anyone where I was going, and I didn’t speak a word to Sunnie about it. I’m too afraid to. After all the progress I’ve made and all the steps I’ve taken, I’m starting to relapse.
I want rum.
I want it so fucking desperately it keeps me up at night. I dream about it. When I drink coffee, I find myself wishing rum were in the cup instead. I’ll settle for anything at this point. Vodka. Whiskey. Gin. I don’t care. My mouth is watering for it.
My body aches for it. My muscles hurt and spasm, and there is this constant throb in the base of my skull.
Slamming.
Pounding.
Screaming at me to give in.
I rub my temples and exhale a shaky breath. My fingers tremble around my sobriety chip as I fumble with it, twisting and flipping it in my palm.
The room fills with people, and the cheap metal chairs scrape against the floor, echoing in the wide-open space. To the left is a table topped with coffee, tea, water, and soda. To the left of the coffee maker are packets of sugar in a container and a bottle of coffee creamer.
Maybe I just need to drink something, and the craving will stop. I stand, rubbing my sweaty palms against my jeans. There are a few new faces here tonight, and they’re hovering around the beverage table, away from the regulars. Ah, I remember standing in the back, hoping to not be seen. It’ll get easier. It helps being surrounded by people with the same struggle.
I grab a Styrofoam cup and fill it halfway, adding a dash of creamer. I don’t bother stirring in it. It isn’t to wake up. It’s just to do something other than think about alcohol. I take a sip and let the hot java sear my throat, hoping like hell it burns the addiction right out of me.
A younger woman, possibly no more than eighteen, is stirring her tea next to the table. She looks like she’s seen better days. She has bright blue hair, which I think is so cool. I’ve never seen anyone pull off a color like that. She seems sad and is a bit too thin. By the track marks on her arms, I’ll say that has something to do with it.
Maybe I can introduce her to Sunnie.
“Hi, I’m Patrick.” I introduce myself to try and break the ice, showing her that we aren’t a scary bunch.
“Poppy.” Her hand meets mine in a firm shake.
I thought it would be limper, considering how she looks.
“So, what’s your vice, Poppy?” I lean against the pillar and sip the bitter coffee.
It sure the fuck doesn’t go down as smooth as rum.
“Heroin and Vodka. You?” She lifts her eyes to mine, and the dark circles take me back to the early days of recovery.
“Rum, but I drank just about anything.”
She nods as if she understands. Her eyes dart around the room. I can tell she’s feeling overwhelmed. “I don’t know if I can do this,” she admits.
“I get it, but don’t put so much pressure on yourself. You don’t have to speak, but it helps.”
“Is this your first meeting?” she stares at me, hopeful.
I snort, bringing the cup to my lips. “Try my thousandth, maybe? I don’t know. It’s up there. I don’t come much anymore because I’ve been doing better.”
She cocks her head and analyzes me. “Why are you here today?”
“Because right now, I wish this coffee was rum, and I’m this close,” I hold my finger and thumb barely apart, “this fucking close, to saying fuck everything just to get a drink.”






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His Savage Desire: A Dark Russian Mafia Romance Series: Bad Boy Bratva #3 Author: Gia Bailey


Title: His Savage Desire: A Dark Russian Mafia Romance 
Series: Bad Boy Bratva #3
Author: Gia Bailey
Genre: Dark Mafia Romance 
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When I first saw her, she belonged to another man. She was afraid and desperate. I’ll change all that. I’ll set her free, just long enough, to make her mine.

Nikolai
Home after years at war, I saw her, and knew saving her was my life’s purpose.
I have no family left, I have no influence.
All I have is my name and the strength of my body.
I will give it all to protect her, to rescue her.
Because Elena Volkov was born to be mine, and as I was made to be hers.
Let no man come between us, who wishes to live.

Elena
Going to my brother’s wedding was my chance to escape my jailor.
My ex had isolated me from everyone I cared about. Everyone who could have freed me.
But here, in this new place, there is a man watching me with understanding
There is a man here who sees me.
To escape a monster, I have to marry this stranger.
I have to trust him and give him everything I have, before my past comes back to haunt us.

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Gia Bailey loves to write steamy, sweet, short romances to keep her warm during the cold Scottish nights. All her heroes, from mountain men to billionaires, are possessive, obsessive alpha males, who go OTT for the women they fall for. And the heroines? Shy, sweet, smart, ambitious, and everything in between, these ladies always get their happy endings. 

When not writing, she lives with her own burly Russian mountain man and all-knowing four year old, and enjoys baking, reading, jumping in muddle puddles (it’s Scotland, so there are lots), and inventing elaborate dreamworlds to play in. After all, life’s too short for anything other than a HEA.






SAINT Series: Kings of Carnage MC – Prospects #1 Author: Nicole James




Title: SAINT
Series: Kings of Carnage MC – Prospects #1
Author: Nicole James
Genre: MC Romantic Suspense
Release Date: June 15, 2021


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She’s a favor, a debt I owe—that’s all.


Kami—

I’m no longer the little girl he once knew, one who believed in fairy tales.
And he’s no longer the white knight I believed him to be.
How can he be when he shows up on a black Harley wearing leather and biker boots?
I didn’t want this, but the decision is out of my control.
Now I’m his.

I have to remember this is only temporary.
I can’t let the way his predatory gaze sets fire to my body fool me.
Because I’m just a debt he’s paying, and I can’t risk my heart by letting myself believe it can ever be more.

Not with a man like him.
He’s dangerous, and only focused on one thing—securing his place with the baddest MC in town.

He’s no longer the boy I remember when I was nine years old—the one who helped me when I got stuck in a tree. The one who climbed up, wrapped an arm around me and hauled me down to safety, calling me short cake.
He was my savior then—a childish crush—but we’re no longer children.

Now he’s a stranger.

Now he’s my husband.


Saint—

I took her with me because I had no choice.
If I owe a debt, I pay it.

I owed her mother a favor, but I never expected the repayment to include marrying her seventeen-year-old daughter. When she begs me to take Kami with me to protect her, do I have a choice?

Besides, it’s only temporary. Just until she turns eighteen.

Only 90 days to go.

I can resist her that long, right?







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Nicole James is a USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author who loves writing about hot alpha men who’ll do anything for the women they love! Her stories are filled with struggle, conflict and real human emotion. She is the author of the Evil Dead MC series, the Brothers Ink Tattoo series and more.

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Reckless Royal Series: Ainsworth Royals #2 Author: Emily Silver




Title: Reckless Royal
Series: Ainsworth Royals #2
Author: Emily Silver
Genre: Royal Romance
Release Date: June 15, 2021


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I was never supposed to ascend to the throne.

But suddenly I’m first in line, and every single move I make is splashed across the headlines for all to see.

Women. Fast Cars. VIP access to all of London’s hottest clubs. They call me the Playboy Prince.

Which would be perfectly fine if my older sister hadn’t fallen in love with a commoner, putting the crown on my head and the future of the country in my hands.

To redeem my image as the reckless royal, the queen has found a suitable woman for me to marry. A woman so opposite my type, it’s laughable.

But as I get to know her, there’s something that draws me in. Her soft eyes. Her big heart. The way everyone around her falls under her spell.

I never expected to fall in love.

Losing my heart might be the most reckless thing I’ve ever done.







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“Your Majesty. Your guests have arrived.” The announcement draws my attention away from mum. Anger is boiling just below the surface like a volcano. I’m ready to erupt when a portly man with a bushy mustache enters the room. Behind him is a willowy brunette, long hair flowing around a simple black dress.
“Lord Kendall. I’m quite pleased you could join us today.” She tips her head in his direction, as he bows before her. “Your Majesty. The honour is all mine.”
“James, this is Lord Xavier Cross, Duke of Kendall.” Mum extends her hand in his direction.
The man bows to me, the woman following. “Your Highness. It’s always a pleasure to be in your presence. May I present my daughter, Zara Cross.” He motions to the woman behind him.
“Zara. I’m thrilled you could join us today.”
“Your Majesty. The pleasure is all mine.” This poor woman’s face is as equally confused as mine. Hers does hold less contempt than mine.
“Zara, it’s nice to meet you.” I try to grab her attention, but her eyes keep flitting around the room. If you’ve never been to the palace, it’s easy to be distracted by the glamour of it all.
“Please, come have some tea.” Mum motions to the small table setup in the sitting room. An unsettled feeling starts to come over me. I don’t know what’s going on today, but I can’t imagine it will be in my favor.
“Thank you, Your Majesty.” This delicate woman accepts a cup and sits. I take the empty seat next to her. Stretching out my legs, I lean back in the chair, drinking my own cup. The harsh look from mum tells me she isn’t pleased. That makes two of us. She straightens, setting her tea down.
“I’m sure you two are wondering why we’ve brought you here today.” Zara gives me a look, only a small one. “The duke and I have entered into an arrangement.”
Oh feck. This can’t be good. “And what sort of arrangement is that?”
“An arranged marriage.” Her voice is curt as she drops the bomb.






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After winning a Young Author’s Award in second grade, Emily was destined to be a writer. A lover of all things romance, Emily started writing books set in her favorite places around the world. As an avid traveler, she’s been to all seven continents and sailed around the world.

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MONSTERS Series: HEATHENS #2 Author: Amanda Richardson




Title: MONSTERS
Series: HEATHENS #2
Author: Amanda Richardson
Genre: Dark Romance
Release Date: June 15, 2021


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Can I destroy the monsters without becoming one?

Evelyn Snow is impenetrable—daring, defiant, and oftentimes reckless. After escaping the worst thing imaginable, tempting death brings her solace. Now a student at Oxford, she’s trying to move on. The last thing she expects is an invitation to the Blackfriars Brotherhood—a secret society based in London. It’s a proposition she can’t pass up.

Benedict Martin is the son of a monster. Attempting to distance himself from his father, he moves to London and reinvents his life. When the past comes back to haunt him in the form of Evelyn Snow, he knows he should keep her safe, push her away—but he can’t help but admire her courage and resilience. Instead, he invites her to join him in the darkness.

When they finally surrender to the scorching connection between them, it’s a fight between carnal depravity, vengeance, and forgiveness—one neither of them knows the outcome of until they’re staring the enemy in the eyes.

Maybe monsters are born—or perhaps they can be honed.

MONSTERS is book two of the HEATHENS series. It is highly recommended that HEATHENS (book one) be read first for the best reader experience.





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“When is the last time you let a man pleasure you like that?” he murmurs.
I stiffen, and he must notice, because he lowers his hand.
“How come?”
I shrug, my breath heavy. “I haven’t wanted to.” I don’t have to speak the rest of the sentence.
He’s quiet for a few seconds. The emphatic sounds all around us cause me to break out in a cold sweat. Being here, with him, talking about this…
“And now?” he asks, once again pulling me in by my waist.
I close my eyes. I have survived. I have risen from the ashes, triumphant, powerful. My past will not dictate my future. I am sick of being afraid. Of being angry. I want this—all of this. And it’s natural. I am human, after all. And Benedict knows how to maneuver that part of me—he knows how to pull my strings, manipulating my body so subtly with his rough fingers, grazing my skin so, so gently…
And the most surprising thing about all of this is that I want him to.
“Yes,” is all I say, raking my nails against his forearms. He lets out a low rumble.
A faint roaring sounds in my ears when his hand moves underneath my shirt, grazing my taut nipple against the thin mesh of my bra. The sound of people grinding against each other is drowned out by my heartbeat as he slowly moves his thumb in circles. A heavy ache pools in my core, sinking lower, moving deeper, with every movement of his thumb against my breast.
“Go to my office,” he commands, twisting me around so that I’m facing him. The look on his face makes me gasp. His pupils are dilated, and his eyes are glazed, hooded—edged with some kind of blazing darkness.
He looks like a man coming undone at the seams.
I nod and march confidently to the door we came out of, despite my ragged breathing; despite my chest visibly rising and falling. My knees are wobbly, so I sit on the velvet couch and take a few steadying breaths. If someone had a match, I was sure that I would burst into flames if they came too close. I am combustible. My underwear is soaked, and I squeeze my legs together as I wait.
A few minutes later, the door flies open, and Benedict is there—breathing heavily, hands opening and closing. He slams the door shut before turning his attention to me. I slowly stand, facing him with every ounce of resolve I have.
I’m being hunted, and he’s the predator.
“I hope you know what you do to me,” Benedict says, his voice low. He’s so different from the man I spent the weekend in Paris with. That man was lighter, happier, more carefree. But the one before me now? He’s dark, troubled, haunted. “What you’ve always done to me.”
“I—”
Before I can say anything else, he moves towards me and pushes my body against the vanity, his arms on either side of my shoulders. He lowers his face to within an inch of mine. I audibly gasp as his body collides with mine, the heat flushing through me despite what my mind is screaming at me. I can feel his erratic heartbeat, and I know he’s as unnerved as I am. Impatient—fervent.
His lips slam against mine, and he pins my hands behind me, gripping my waist with the other hand so that there’s not a sliver of space between us. He fanatically pulls me closer, pushing and pulling with every breath, every stroke of his tongue in mine, our bodies colliding and sliding against each other. My core tightens, and the space between my legs swells, so that every movement feels exquisite. His tongue darts into my mouth, and I whimper as he parts my lips. With every inhale, he tries to pull me closer, and with every exhale, he pushes me away—like he’s trying to breathe me in.
Like he’s trying to consume me.






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Amanda Richardson writes from her chaotic dining room table in Los Angeles, often distracted by her husband and two adorable sons. When she’s not writing contemporary and dark, twisted romance, she enjoys coffee (a little too much) and collecting house plants like they’re going out of style.


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