Excerpt Reveal: GOOD NEIGHBORS by JP Nicholas

Releasing 20 August 2020

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Blurb:

Admittedly, I’m an a**hole. Okay, that might give you an unfair opinion of me if taken out of context. So let me explain myself.

Every guy knows the Bro Code. It’s kind of a package deal with the thing swinging between our legs. You can’t have one without the other. And the highest of all the Bro Codemmandments is do not—under any circumstances—have sexual thoughts about your best friend’s sister. And no, there is not an amendment clause for when she’s beautiful, smart, witty, and can kiss you breathless in under three point five seconds—yes, I counted. I’ve asked around the Brommunity and apparently that rule is deemed unbreakable. Which brings me back to my first point—I’m an a**hole.

In my defense, I didn’t know she was his little sister when she moved into the apartment next door. I also didn’t know when she was ripping my shirt off in her living room—don’t get the wrong idea, she just wanted to wash it. And I definitely didn’t know when aforementioned kiss had me stumbling over my words, her tongue, and my own two feet. But that’s as far as it went—and will go! I swear. From this point forward, we are just Good Neighbors.

Excerpt:

“How am I teasing you?” I ask choppily, still trying to catch my breath from being scared to death only moments earlier.

“You’re purposely aiming that all powerful ass of yours in my direction so that I’d see it as soon as I walk out my front door.”

I laugh off his accusation. See, this is what we can do—what we have been doing nonstop since we met up again. Harmless flirty banter and witty quips back and forth. But despite that, neither one of us ever advances to the next step. This is the Neutral Zone. And that’s where we have to stay—where we both agreed to stay. Right now, it’s time to serve the ball back to him.

Taking a few steps forward, I crowd him, closing the space between us as I step in between his legs. Our bodies are mere inches apart. Liam’s back is pressed up against his apartment door. I feel oh-so powerful as we lock leers and I bring my voice to a low, sultry whisper. “Is it working?”

He swallows hard. I can hear his breath catch deep in his throat. When I place a hand on his chest, I can feel his heartbeat thrum swiftly under my fingertips.

“Why don’t you frisk me and find out?” He suggests with a dopey grin.

His words trip around in my head, my pulse quickening as his suggestive tone washes over me.  Intense heat is radiating within my body at such an insane temperature that I feel that I’m about to internally combust into ashes. It isn’t so much that he asked me to feel him up that is making me so turned on. But rather the fact that I really fucking want to. Right here. Right now. And I don’t give a flying rat’s ass as to who might see or who might be watching.

About the Author:

J.P. Nicholas has the great misfortune to be A Male Romance Writer. Turns out, men are also hopeless romantics, given half the chance, and Nicholas’ fascination with love began long before he could write. His parents–high school sweethearts who are still mad for each other–left him enamored with the idea of true love, and its ability to transform and redeem even the most jaded soul. Nicholas lives to capture this magic, lust, and passion on the page; his characters known for their sizzling chemistry and chest-squeezing plot lines.

When J.P. Nicholas isn’t tapping away at his laptop, he can be found in his home state of Florida, binge-watching This Is Us with his girlfriend, or devouring Italian food with his family. His latest novel, Just Pretend, is a friends-to-lovers drama and the first in his new Sandy Heights series, to be released in June. Get in touch with the author via Twitter, Instagram, Goodreads, or his website.

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Teaser Reveal: A GUY WALKS INTO MY BAR by Lauren Blakely

Genre: MM Romance

From #1 New York Times Bestselling author, Lauren Blakely, comes an all-new sexy and IRRESISTIBLE M/M stand-alone romance, releasing in audio August 17th and eBook August 19th!

Get ready to fall in love with a sexy, witty British bartender and the cocky, charming American hockey star who walks into his bar!

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Blurb:

A sexy, passionate, utterly addictive standalone MM romance from #1 NYT Bestseller Lauren Blakely!

Every bartender should follow one simple rule—don’t go home with the customers.

That’s been easy for me to stick to, until the night a cocky, confident, and sinfully charming hockey star walks into my bar. This sexy athlete is too hard to resist, especially when he makes it clear how much he wants the “sarcastic, witty, hot AF” guy behind the bar—also known as me.

Still, I’m not keen on breaking my own rules since I know where that can lead—no place good.

But when that man makes his case with one bone-searing kiss on the streets of London, I throw resistance out the window.

What could go wrong with a hot, dirty, no-strings-attached fling before he leaves town in five days?

Trouble is, soon our nights together lead to days, to long conversations, to getting to know each other, and to something I never expected—falling ridiculously hard for a man who’s getting on a plane to America when I live a world away.

My life is here. His is there. And no amount of falling or feeling will change that one big problem.

Warning: contains hot hotel sex, loads of dirty talk, PDA all over London, and two sexy, witty, charming alpha heroes…

About the Author:

A #1 New York Times Bestselling, #1 Wall Street Journal Bestselling, and #1 Audible Bestselling author, Lauren Blakely is known for her contemporary romance style that’s sweet, sexy and witty. She also writes red-hot, ultra-steamy romance for her Lauren Blakely After Dark line. She’d love to give you a free book today! Check out her web site to grab your free read: https://laurenblakely.com/one-free-book

Cover Reveal: YOU ARE MY REASON by Willow Winters

Release Date: 11 August 2020

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Blurb:

From USA Today bestselling author Willow Winters comes an emotionally gripping romance.

It’s been a long time since I’ve looked at a man and wanted something more.

Even longer since one has looked at me with a gaze that I couldn’t tear my eyes from.

No one is perfect, but that’s how it felt to be in his arms.

I started to think everything was going to be alright. That life had finally put the pieces of my broken heart back together.

Fate may have brought us together, it’s a pretty little thought my poetic mind had.

But there’s no doubt that the sins of his past would tear us apart.

——-

This story was previously published as Imperfect in 2017. It has been revised and elevated.

About Willow: 

Willow Winters is so happy to be a USA Today, Wall Street Journal and #1 Contemporary Best Selling Author!

Willow started writing after having her little girl, Evie, December 2015. All during her pregnancy with Evie she continued to read and she only wanted to read romance. She was reading a book a day — sometimes two.

In January 2016 Willow was staying up late with Evie and just thinking of all these stories. They came to her constantly so she finally sat down and just started writing. She always wanted to do it so she figured, why not? Today Willow cannot be happier for making that decision!

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Book Review: THAT SWOONY FEELING by Meghan Quinn

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USA Today bestselling author Meghan Quinn brings more humor and heart with the fourth novel of her Getting Lucky series: a story about breaking curses and finally finding that swoony feeling.

I’m single . . . so single it’s painful.

Yup, ladies, Brig Knightly–that’s me–is still a lonely bachelor, stumbling through the streets of Port Snow, looking for the girl he’s supposed to end up with.

That is until my brother, Rogan, presents me with the opportunity of a lifetime. The Summer of Love, a secret pen pal program in Port Snow is looking for applicants and I’m the perfect fit.

I couldn’t sign up fast enough.

I found myself quickly falling in love with a pair of red lips at the bottom of a letter. Just like in the movies . . .

Life could not have been better, that was until I started hanging out with Ruth Barber. Starting a new business right next to my shop, I found myself gravitating toward her. Her smile, her humor . . . her tea sandwiches.

My attraction for Ruth came in full force, leaving me dazed, confused, and *ahem* excited.

As new feelings for two women come to a screeching halt, I have to figure out who to choose. But when I discover my pen pal is Ruth, it might be too late.

All I want in life is to experience that swoony feeling . . . but I think I might have just missed my chance.

This was the sweetest love story I ever did read this year!!!!!!!!!!

It really had me swooning.

Gosh, Brig is a moron, but an adorable one, so he is forgiven.

And who knew that the shy girl behind the counter serving coffee, had such a sassy mouth!

These two are adorable. Funny, easy to read and if you’re a softy like me, you’ll be in tears (HAPPY TEARS).

It’s a truly romantic story!!!!!!!!!!

Release Blitz: THAT SWOONY FEELING by Meghan Quinn

Release Date: 06 August 2020 – Genre: Romantic comedy

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Blurb:

USA Today bestselling author Meghan Quinn brings more humor and heart with the fourth novel of her Getting Lucky series: a story about breaking curses and finally finding that swoony feeling.

I’m single . . . so single it’s painful.

Yup, ladies, Brig Knightly–that’s me–is still a lonely bachelor, stumbling through the streets of Port Snow, looking for the girl he’s supposed to end up with.

That is until my brother, Rogan, presents me with the opportunity of a lifetime. The Summer of Love, a secret pen pal program in Port Snow is looking for applicants and I’m the perfect fit.

I couldn’t sign up fast enough.

I found myself quickly falling in love with a pair of red lips at the bottom of a letter. Just like in the movies . . .

Life could not have been better, that was until I started hanging out with Ruth Barber. Starting a new business right next to my shop, I found myself gravitating toward her. Her smile, her humor . . . her tea sandwiches.

My attraction for Ruth came in full force, leaving me dazed, confused, and *ahem* excited.

As new feelings for two women come to a screeching halt, I have to figure out who to choose. But when I discover my pen pal is Ruth, it might be too late.

All I want in life is to experience that swoony feeling . . . but I think I might have just missed my chance.

PROLOGUE:

**BRIG**

Hands stuffed in my pockets, I look at Reid while nibbling on the corner of my lip. “But—”

“Brig, I swear to God,” Reid says, dragging his hand down his face while we make our way past Jackson Square, toward Café Du Monde. “Do not ask about your penis turning green one more goddamn time. We all looked at it. It’s flesh colored. Any signs of green you might have seen was from the shit lighting in the bathroom. Now, drop it.”

“Yeah, okay,” I sigh, even though I don’t feel convinced.

Something happened last night.

Something terrifying.

Something that has left me shaking in my shoes—because I don’t wear boots—wanting to rip my pants down repeatedly to make sure things are still intact.

Two days ago, I turned twenty-one, and to celebrate the youngest Knightly’s freedom to hold a beer in his hand legally, my three brothers took me to New Orleans to party in style. And we did . . . up until last night, when the depths of hell tried to swallow us all whole.

Mom warned us, saying, “Don’t get into any trouble.”

My dad slapped the back of our heads before we left and told us to use our brains.

Even our sister, the oldest and wisest of the Knightly children, stared us in the eyes and told us not to do anything stupid.

And yet, we failed all of them.

Have you ever been to New Orleans? Neither had I, but I’d heard great things about the place. Drinking in the streets and peekaboo boobs on every corner.

Beignets and rice and beans.

Scandalous fun.

Sounded like a great time.

But after doing extensive research before the trip—I like to plan ahead—the one thing I wanted to avoid, the one thing that made me extremely nervous, was the voodoo magic prevalent on the grimy cobblestone streets.

You know what I’m talking about. The dark stuff, the chilling life-altering spells that can change you as a man . . . as a human.

*Whispers* Black magic . . .

We did a great job avoiding any and all scary things, until last night, when I inadvertently ran smack dab into the palms of evil.

Shocking news: I was drunk. I couldn’t tell if I was walking on cobblestone streets last night or lobster rolls—that’s how far gone I was—so when I stumbled over a palm reader’s table and broke it, I wasn’t exactly aware of the severity of my mistake.

She roared with displeasure.

Her eyes tore through me with veritable hatred that shook me to the tip of my dick.

And her gangly fingers rattled while she spoke vehemently.

Terrified out of my wits, I held up my palm while my brothers tossed her twenty bucks and asked her to read it.

I wish I could remember what she said.

The future she spoke of is all a blur at this point. Pretty sure she said something about how incredibly handsome I am and how I outshine my brothers with the curves of my jaw, but I can’t be quite sure. The boys deny that part of the story, but they don’t deny the stark hatred that spit like venom from the petrifying woman’s mouth.

My brothers, of course, didn’t make the situation any better by making fun of her predictions. They actually sparked the flame that set the fire. I might be telling this wrong—you know, completely wasted and all—but the moment the palm reader turned an evil shade of hate, I felt every ounce of fun-loving booze seep from the bottom of my feet and out into the streets, sobering me up to the point of understanding.

In a whirlwind of vengeful movements, her arms waved about, the wind swirled around us, trash from the streets danced around my jean-covered legs, and the palm reader’s eyes turned yellow—I confirmed that fact with all three brothers this morning.

Indeed, her eyes were yellow.

And then she said something I will never forget . . .

This wretch of a wench cloaked in the devil’s garb took our fate into her own hands and punished us with broken love.

Broken.

Love.

If you know me at all, you’d know that would cut deep to my very being.

Then Reid said something about her telling us our dicks were going to fall off or turn green; can’t be sure, because I was stunned. Stunned with the notion that my entire life goal of getting married and becoming a doting husband was quickly stripped from my soul and set into blazing embers, never to be seen again.

The miscreant cursed the one thing I strive for as a man . . . that swoony feeling of being wrapped up in a warm, safe relationship with a woman.

And I can’t shake it.

No matter what my brothers say, no matter how many times they tell me to drop it, I keep worrying. I keep remembering the whirl of evil that was cast upon us. I keep trying to decode the meaning of it all.

Are we truly cursed?

“There’s a table over there,” Griffin, my oldest brother, says, making a beeline toward the back corner of the incredibly busy beignet-making icon. We came here for their famous beignets when we first arrived and decided to indulge one more time.

We catch a flight to Port Snow this afternoon and before we get back to our gossip-loving town, I want to set some things straight.

Taking seats, we quickly put in an order for beignets and a café au lait each, and when the waitress leaves, I say, “Can we talk about last night?”

Reid groans and slouches in his chair. He’s in a shit mood, and I’m not sure if it’s from the phone call he got last night that he’s not talking about or if it’s because he’s hung over. Maybe a combo of both. “Can we not?”

“Aren’t you worried?” I ask, looking around at my brothers. I can’t possibly be the only one who’s concerned here.

But it seems like I might be.

Griffin is texting. His wife, I’m sure.

Rogan is staring at the trifold menu on the table.

And Reid is rubbing his eyes with his palms, looking like he wants to be anywhere but here.

“Uh, hello? Do you guys not remember what happened last night? The whole alarming witch in a cloak thing, waving her dangly bone fingers at us. Table-breaking, palm-reading curses being flung about like beads off a balcony? Ring a bell?”

Griffin sets his phone down and lets out a deep breath. His tone is the even, oldest-brother sensible voice. “We were drunk last night, Brig.”

“Yeah, we were, but it doesn’t negate the fact that we all woke up with the same story this morning. She cursed us. You’re telling me none of you are concerned?” I glance around to all three pairs of blue eyes, the same blue eyes I share, and none of them are returning the look. Which tells me they’re not willing to admit they’re just as scared as I am.

I poke Rogan in the side. “Hello, are you listening?”

“Trying not to,” he says, his fingers pressing to his left eye. “Fuck, my head is pounding.”

Rogan is my second oldest brother, the quiet and annoyed one. He’s had a rough go at life and barely cracks a smile anymore. He’s more interested in punishing himself for the decisions he’s made in the past than in parting the dark cloud that hangs over his head so he can experience the world. As a retired football player, if pushed too hard, he’s been known to fight back. I think I’ll pass on leaning on him now.

“Griff.” I turn to the reasonable one in the group. “You saw it all, the way she spouted off that little limerick about broken love. She came up with that out of nowhere. It rhymed and everything. Who does that? Who wishes broken love on unsuspecting tourists? Frankly, it’s fucked up.”

The waitress drops off our food and drinks. We give her a mumbled thank you before she takes off to serve another table in the busy outdoor seating area.

Mouth full of beignet and powdered sugar coating his lips, Griffin says, “If she was half the palm reader she said she was, then she would have known that I was already married and this curse she set upon us was flawed. Yeah, was it strange that there was wind whipping around when she raised her arms—”

“The wind was weird,” Rogan says.

“Wind freaked me out,” Reid grumbles while bringing his coffee up to his lips.

“Now you chime in,” I say with an eye roll.

“Can I finish?” Griff asks, sounding annoyed. We all silence ourselves with bites into our beignets. “The wind was a strange coincidence, but I also think she was deranged. There’s no merit to what she said, and I think we would waste time thinking about it anymore than we have. Let’s just enjoy breakfast and then get the hell out of here.”

“Agreed,” Rogan says.

“Yeah,” Reid murmurs.

“But—”

They all shoot me a death glare, and I snap my mouth shut.

I’m outnumbered, and even if I try to press it, they’re not going to change their minds. They’re chalking this experience up to what seems like a drunken it-was-all-an-illusion-we’ll-soon-forget night.

But just a quick glance around the table, and I don’t buy it.

Worried brows.

Keeping to themselves.

Shifty eyes.

They’re thinking about it just as much as I am.

Listen to me, to the words I have spoken.

From this day on, your love will be broken.

It isn’t until your minds have matured

That the weight of this curse will forever be cured.

Might not seem like a big deal, but I have a bad feeling our worlds are about to be flipped upside down.

And boy, were our lives flipped.

Griffin lost his wife.

Rogan’s high school sweetheart re-emerged with a vengeance.

Reid’s restaurant, his pride and joy, was stolen from him.

And me . . . well, I haven’t been in a relationship since the fateful day when my taut and beautiful ass tumbled over a palm reader’s table. Just bad luck? That everything good, everything we loved was taken away from us?

No.

It was the curse, but surely things would improve on their own. Wouldn’t they?

From this day on, your love will be broken.

About the Author:

USA Today Bestselling Author, wife, adoptive mother, and peanut butter lover. Author of romantic comedies and contemporary romance, Meghan Quinn brings readers the perfect combination of heart, humor, and heat in every book.

Teaser Reveal: SAVING MY SOUL by Gina Azzi


Release Date: September 16th

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Blurb:

I can’t avoid Connor Scott forever. Trust me, I’ve tried. 

Two years ago, the fearless MMA fighter ended our friends-with-benefits arrangement after I caught feelings. 

When my life shatters, the last man on Earth I want to witness my humiliation is literally standing by my side.  

Connor doesn’t just absorb my heartbreak, he forces me to remember my original fairytale. 

The one that featured him. 

He reminds me how he was the first man to light my body up. 

The first to capture my heart; the first to claim my soul. 

Connor shows me all over again how a passion like ours doesn’t fade.

Not even when it should.

We were never meant to last.

We were meant to burn.

About the Author:

I’m Gina Azzi, a book-obsessed, coffee-drinking, globetrotting, mama of soon-to-be three! I write sweet with a dash of spicy New Adult and Contemporary Romance full of good men putting in work to win the hearts of even better women.

A total Jersey girl at heart, I struggle with insatiable wanderlust and currently reside in Ontario, Canada with my family. When I’m not dreaming up storylines or writing all the words, you can find me hanging with my littles, attempting to bake, or planning my next adventure.

Book Review: RICHER THAN GOD by Amelia Wilde

Zeus is the cruelest man in the city. And he’s the only one who can save me.

If I don’t sell my body at one of his infamous parties, I’ll be forced into a nightmarish arranged marriage.

But he won’t accept any offers. Not until he’s had me for himself.

I thought I chose the right man to help me escape.

I was wrong.

RICHER THAN GOD is the first in an intense new contemporary trilogy by USA Today bestselling author Amelia Wilde.

Review:

Zeus is a monster! But Brigit gets his attention. Deep down I think he really is in love with her, but he doesn’t know how to love, so he doesn’t accept it. Brigit seeks safety and thinks that she’ll find sanctuary in Olympus. She falls for Zeus but questions herself and the choices she’s made.

This book is dark, erotic and ends on a cliffhanger. The characters are messed up, but that’s the appeal of a dark romance isn’t it.

Can’t wait to see what happens in the next book. I can’t leave this story like this.

Book Review: IT’S OUR SECRET by Willow Winters

From romance author Willow Winters comes a USA Today best-selling emotionally gripping, standalone, romantic suspense.

Allison: It was only a little lie.
That’s how stories like these get started.

But with every lie I told, he saw through it.
I think in his heart he knew I was broken; he felt my pain as if it was his.

And that’s what changed everything.
He’s the reason it all fell apart.

Sometimes it’s a single moment that alters everything in existence.
Sometimes it’s the fall of dominoes, lined up in a pretty little row and designed so that each one will cause more and more pain.
In a single day, it all changed, and there’s no way to take it back.
I didn’t know what would happen. But secrets and lies ruin everything and I should have known better.
And for the first time in… I don’t know how long, I wish I could take it back. I’d take every bit of it back if I could just be with him again.

“I was captivated from the very beginning, and I couldn’t let go until the very end. Winters wove an outstanding tale, which has an even better message within its pages.” – Kendra, Reads and Treats

Review:

This book had me heartbroken. It’s emotionally gripping. It’s a novel of love, heartache, friendship and justice.

Dean and Allison are both broken individuals. They help each other, lean on one another and fall in love. Life was not fair to these two growing up, but they are trying to make it right as adults. Their individual stories got to me, you’re wanting to know the truth from the beginning.

I couldn’t put this story down. Gave up sleep to finish it. I absolutely loved it and I’ll put this on my recommendation list.

Book Review: CRY BABY by Mark Billingham

It’s 1996. Detective Sergeant Tom Thorne is a haunted man. Haunted by the moment he ignored his instinct about a suspect, by the horrific crime that followed and by the memories that come day and night, in sunshine and shadow.

So when seven-year-old Kieron Coyne goes missing while playing in the woods with his best friend, Thorne vows he will not make the same mistake again. Cannot.

The solitary witness. The strange neighbour. The friendly teacher. All are in Thorne’s sights.

This case will be the making of him . . . or the breaking.

The gripping prequel to Mark Billingham’s acclaimed debut, Sleepyhead, Cry Baby is the shocking first case for one of British crime fiction’s most iconic detectives.

My Review:

Trigger Warnings: missing children and abuse.

I couldn’t put this book down. It kept me guessing from the beginning. Mark Billingham knows how to keep the reader turning the page.

It’s a story of a boy who goes missing while playing with his best friend under the watchful eye of his best-friend’s mom. The story takes you into the mind of the investigating officer Tom Thorne, who is picked on for a mistake made 15 years before this case. Tom trusts his gut this time and does what needs to be done to find the boy.

The plot twist close to the end is what got to me and how it came about.

A really good read and a book I’d recommend.

Book Review: THE WHAT IF GUY by Lauren Blakely

Book 2 of the Guys Who Got Away series

Blurb:

It should be an easy rule to follow – don’t bang your boss…

But I didn’t know who he was when I met him.

And the first time I saw him, our connection sounded like the stuff of romantic legends — that whole “their eyes locked across a crowded room” moment that turned into more.

I didn’t believe it. . . . until it happened to me.

Fine, the charming, clever, sexy-as-sin guy in the tailored suit was only trying to buy the same Snoopy lunchbox (as a gift!), but still, our eyes totally locked, and my lady parts definitely tingled as we vied for the prize.

Naturally, I did what any badass business woman would do. Negotiated for the lunchbox, then found my what-if guy online and made plans to see him the next night.

One night only — that was the deal we made.

But one fantastic night had us both changing our minds in the morning. And making plans for another.

Until I walked into the office to learn he just bought my company.

And here’s the biggest rule of romantic legends — no matter what, don’t bang your boss.

Especially if you’re already falling for him.

THE WHAT IF GUY is a sexy standalone you can escape into!

Review:

Banter at it’s best. I loved it! They met in one of the weirdest meet cutes ever, but it was worth it.

Don’t give up on love, it can happen at any time.

Logan & Bryn are after the same lunchbox. They’re completely taken in with one another, but neither has the courage to make a move other than “fight” over this lunchbox.

I enjoyed this story just as much as the first book, where you meet Logan for the first time. These two are the sweetest. After searching via the same social media mediums, they find each other only to discover some time later that Logan is Bryn’s new boss. They try so hard to hide their interest in one another, but it’s inevitable that they get together.

Respect, love, laughter, honesty and great sex are the six key things in a relationship according to these two and I couldn’t agree more.