REVIEW & EXCERPT ~ LOTUS EFFECT by Trisha Wolfe

Today we are delighted to be sharing USA Today bestselling author Trisha Wolfe’s most riveting psych thriller yet, LOTUS EFFECT


 
When the past resurfaces, can she escape her killer a second time?

Lakin Hale, true crime writer and victim of an attack that left her for dead, helps crime solvers and victims close cold cases, yet there is one crime she hasn’t been able to solve:

Her own.

As she embarks on a new case, working closely with Special Agent Rhys Nolan, the details of the murder begin to eerily resemble the event that nearly ended her life. A silhouette of a man haunts her dreams, but there were only two people there that night–Lakin and her murderer. Is the phantom hero who pulled her from the water a delusion, or is he the only one who can unlock her dark memories?

Buried in a watery grave of lotuses, the victim calls out to Lakin, unearthing painful memories of what was stolen from her that fateful night. For those that played a part, it’s now time to answer for their sins.
 
 

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Reviewed by Anna on behalf of KFF

This is my first book by this author and has totally grabbed my attention from page one. This psychological thriller, my favourite genre, will keep you guessing who the perpetrator is right until the last chapter.

Lakin Hale is a true crime author who partners with Special Agent Rhys Nolan of the FBI and digs up and solves cold cases. She was a victim of a violent crime herself and ironically because of memory loss her own case still remains unsolved.

Told in first person point of view, alternating between the past and the present, Lakin is portrayed as a detached but methodical character who through personal experience successfully manages to connect the dots on the cold cases she handles with Rhys. She is a survivor, a strong woman but shows her vulnerable side to Rhys during her weak moments. I am fascinated with the author’s witty and clever narrative that draws the reader’s attention to more than a few suspects. Wolfe’s main players can be clinical at times in which I am glad because this is a psychological thriller after all, although a romantic angle develops in the last quarter of the book between Lakin and Rhys. The frequent mention of the lotus and the parallelisms with Lakin is a play of metaphors and present a big clue to the story.

“I am not like the leaves of the lotus; I am its petals. Soft and pliable, but also sharp and deadly, like the blade that carved my body. I do not suffer my scars. They’re a testament of my strength and will to survive.” 

I won’t give any more details to avoid any spoilers but if there is one thing I would like to say is that I would have never guessed who the antagonist is. I had my suspicions but every now and then the author throws in little misleading bones and I grab it and then in the next chapter I find out I was wrong or was I? This new-to-me author has impressed me so much that I am definitely going to look up her other books and add them to my list. I highly recommend this.

Excerpt

© Trisha Wolfe 2019
All rights reserved.

 
On the one-year anniversary of my attack, Rhys convinced me to return to Silver Lake.I had vowed never to go back…not until my attacker was apprehended…and it was a painful vow to break. We retraced my steps. From the campus to the driveway of Drew’s previous home (where Chelsea told me about the pregnancy). From the apartment I shared with my roommate (where Drew and I argued and the police took my statement) to the Dock House (where my roommate tried to help me forget). Then, to the pier of the lake, not far from the Silver Lake community where my parents still live.Rhys and I stared at the rippling reflection of the crescent moon on the water.

Lotuses blanketed the lake with a iridescent sheen.

I listened to the crickets’ chirr, a haunting melody that I had no memory of from that fateful night. The wicked sound of frogs croaking filled the otherwise calm air. A desolate and eerie quietness that froze my bones.

That was the moment I revealed him to Rhys. The secret I’d kept from everyone—that twisted belief I had wrestled with, wanting to believe in my phantom hero some days, to deny his existence others.

The man who pulled me from the water.

The only memory—real or not—that I had from the night of my near demise.

In that moment, I wished I had Rhys’s training. I wanted to look at his face and read what he was thinking. But then, I was also terrified to know.

His actions have always spoken louder than his words. His silence sliced at me like the weapon used to carve my body all those nights ago. His weighted stare bled right through me, and when he cupped my face and placed a kiss to my brow, I dissolved under that comfort.

It didn’t matter if he believed me or not. Whether I had imagined it or not.

I was alive.

Man or animal, ghost or angel—whatever fished me from the lake—I had not drowned.

It was time to live.

The roll of the car engine awakens me from my post-flight trance. Inside Rhys’s rented sedan, I reach for my seatbelt and buckle in, pushing the heaviness from my chest.

“Ready?” he asks.

Deep breath. I twist the band around my wrist. “I am.”
 

 

 Meet Trisha

USA Today bestselling romantic thriller author Trisha Wolfe. From an early age, Trisha Wolfe dreamed up imaginary worlds and characters and was accused of talking to herself. Today, she lives in South Carolina with her family and writes full time, using her imaginary worlds as an excuse to continue talking to herself.

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EXCERPT REVEAL ~ CALLUM’S HELL by V.F. Mason

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She knew no chaos…until I claimed her.

She was a florist.
He was a serial killer.

She created beauty.
He created chaos.

She belonged to nature.
He belonged to the underworld.

She was an angel.
He was the devil.

She wanted to escape.
He trapped her instead.

They played a dangerous game with their lives at stake.
Where the winner took it all and the loser burned in hell.

EXCERPT:

They say obsessions and insanity go hand-in-hand, but I have another theory.

Possession and desire go hand-in-hand, because they create such deep insanity a man is willing to eliminate everything and everyone in his way to get to what he wants.

I flick my fingers and knock two pawns from the chessboard, ready to strike again.

By the time this is done, there will be no one but the queen left standing.

About the author

V.F.Mason always loved reading books and had quite a few fights with her momma over the genre she liked (romance, duh!) She studied film-making and thought that would feed her desire for stories, but that didn’t happen. Finally, when she was tired of all those voices in her head, she sat down and wrote a book. It was a huge decision to make and she thanks her friends and family for supporting her in it. When she is not writing, she can be found with her friends doing all sorts of crazy things or reading recent romance books that were written by her favorite authors.

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EXCERPT REVEAL ~ THE SECOND CHANCE by Meghan Quinn

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USA Today bestselling author Meghan Quinn delivers a smart and cheeky romance about love’s power to lift hearts . . . and curses.

It was supposed to be an innocent night, celebrating my brother’s birthday. Nothing was supposed to go wrong. We’d vowed to be on our best behavior after all . . .

But it only took one rowdy night with my brothers to flip my world upside down. One unlucky encounter saddled us with a family curse and the promise of doomed relationships. I laughed it off immediately. “Yeah, right,” I thought. “A love curse. Ha!”

Boy, was I wrong.

Word spreads quickly in a town like mine; rumors about that night soon made us the most eligible yet untouchable bachelors in Port Snow, Maine. As a subject of endless gossip and speculation, I could kiss my dating life goodbye.

It would have stayed that way if Ren Winters, the new girl in town, hadn’t crashed into my life. Brave, beautiful, and smart—her vivacious thirst for a fresh start has given me hope that maybe, just maybe, I can have one too.

Everyone wishes for that second chance . . . but could this really be mine?

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Excerpt

© 2019 Meghan Quinn
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I’m counting out our register drawer, trying to stay focused on the numbers whipping through my head, but it’s difficult with Reid’s constant small talk. I jot down another tally mark on the paper in front of me and set aside a stack of bills.

“Hello, are you listening?” Reid asks, sounding annoyed.

“No. I’m counting.”

“Well, I’m talking about you, so you might want to lend me your ear for a second.”

Huffing, I set the cash on the counter, knowing my very persistent brother won’t be quiet until I give him my full attention. “What’s up, Reid?”

Satisfied, he smiles. “You should ask her out.”

“Ask who out?”

“Ren.”

Yeah, that’s not going to happen. “No.”

I go back to counting, but Reid starts snapping his fingers at me. “Hey, I wasn’t finished.” I look back up at him, not even slightly interested in this conversation. “I saw the way she was looking at you today. I think she likes you.”

“You’re confused. She was probably just being nice, since I’m the guy who pulled her out of the window of her car after her accident. And even if she does like me, which I highly doubt, there’s no interest on my end. So that’s the end of that.”

“Bull,” Reid and Jen both say at the same time.

Christ. My two most nagging siblings are ganging up on me. Just what I need when I’m trying to get home and relax.

“Can we not make this into a dissection of my personal life, please? I’m not in the mood, and I want to get this done so I can go home.”

“Griff, she’s pretty, she’s sweet, and she’s smart. She’s new to town and, I’m sure, could use a friend,” Jen says just as the door opens, its bell chiming through the space. Brig pops in, grease all over his shirt and a smirk on his face.

Uh-oh. There’s only one reason why he’d be smirking at me that way.

“What are we talking about?” He rubs his hands together and takes a seat on a barstool near the window. “If it’s about the hot new teacher in town, I want in on this conversation.”

“We’re trying to convince Griff to ask her out.”

Brig slow claps his appreciation. “Novel idea. I think they’re a perfect match.”

“I’m not asking her out,” I huff, giving up on the register and leaning against the wall behind me, arms crossed. There’s no way I’ll be able to concentrate on counting while these three are yapping in my ear.

“Why the hell not? She’s perfect for you,” Brig says, a little insulted at my rejection. “Before you even say no, you should at least get to know her a little. I told her today she could borrow your truck while her car is in the shop.”

I count to five before answering, tamping down my temper. “Why the hell would you do that?” Okay, maybe I didn’t tamp it down enough.

“Uh, because she lives three houses down from you?” Brig rolls his eyes as if I’m the stupid one in this conversation. “She needs some help, so be a knight in shining armor, dude. Help out the damsel in distress and then make out with her on the beach. Maybe cop a feel; get some for once.”

“I’m not doing that,” I answer, going back to the money, letting them know this conversation is over.

“And why not?” Jen asks.

“Because I’m not interested in starting or being in a relationship. I’m happy with how my life is right now, and I don’t need anything complicating it.”

“But she has heart eyes for you,” Brig says like a jackass.

“Don’t worry; there are plenty of Knightly brothers to choose from,” I reply.

“Come on, Griff, how fun can going home to an empty, lonely house really be?” Jen chimes in, concern evident in her voice.

I shift on my feet, my voice terse. “I like my house. It’s fine. I’m fine.”

Silence falls between us, an awkward air moving in like a fast-moving cold front.

“Is this because of New Orleans?” Reid finally asks, taking a seat next to Brig. Both of my brothers fix their gazes on me, waiting for an answer.

Why is this a thing whenever we talk about my love life? Can’t they just let it go? What happened was … hell, I don’t even know how to describe it. All I know is I don’t foresee love in my future.

Claire was the love of my life, and I lost her; in a blink of an eye she was gone. I’m not going through that again. Not ever.

Shaking my head, I turn away from my family. This conversation is over.

And with that, I take the cash to the back office, where I can get some peace and quiet.

Ask Ren Winters out on a date? Not going to happen.

And she’s not going to drive my truck either. I think that’s evident in the fact that she drove her car in between two trees.

Can’t blame a guy there.
 

 
 
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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.

 

 

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BLOG TOUR ~ PRETTY RECKLESS by L. J. Shen


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We kid you not! Pretty Reckless, the first standalone in the highly anticipated All Saints High series from USA Today bestselling author L.J. Shen is one of the best YA reads this year and available to download now!

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LJSPrettyRecklessBookCover6x9_MEDIUM.jpgWe were supposed to be best friends

But turned out to be worst enemies…

Penn

They say revenge is a dish best served cold.

I’d had four years to stew on what Daria Followhill did to me, and now my heart is completely iced.

I took her first kiss.

She took the only thing I loved.

I was poor.

She was rich.

The good thing about circumstances? They can change. Fast.

Now, I’m her parents’ latest shiny project.

Her housemate. Her tormentor. The captain of the rival football team she hates so much.

Yeah, baby girl, say it—I’m your foster brother.

There’s a price to pay for ruining the only good thing in my life, and she’s about to shell out some serious tears.

Daria Followhill thinks she is THE queen. I’m about to prove to her that she’s nothing but a spoiled princess.

Daria

Everyone loves a good-old, unapologetic punk.

But being a bitch? Oh, you get slammed for every snarky comment, cynical eye roll, and foot you put in your adversaries’ way.

The thing about stiletto heels is that they make a hell of a dent when you walk all over the people who try to hurt you.

In Penn Scully’s case, I pierced his heart until he bled out, then left it in a trash can on a bright summer day.

Four years ago, he asked me to save all of my firsts for him.

Now he lives across the hall, and there’s nothing I want more than to be his last everything.

His parting words when he gave me his heart were that nothing in this world is free.

Now? Now he is making me pay.

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Shen literally caught me with my pants down in Pretty Reckless. I never, ever expected such an intense read which would make me keep questioning her. ‘Why, why, why’, I reiterated to myself! She forced me to take a hard look at family dynamics and much more besides. She had me swearing, teary-eyed, made me feel elated and desperate all in the same breath. Paragraphs beyond brilliant, hurtful and oh-so damn compelling, had me backtracking what I’d read. Shen’s writing is addictive. And even though I didn’t like what I’d read inasmuch as I couldn’t come to terms with what was evolving in front of my very own eyes, I couldn’t pull myself away. Hooked, I wanted more.

Secrets. If there hadn’t been so many of them, I wouldn’t have had the feeling that the something was going to hit the fan at any moment. But like the brilliant storyteller that Shen is, she not only held back, she also raised my hopes…and quite cannily so, I might add. Then matters complicated even more than I could have imagined and I didn’t know which way to turn, but hope for relief I clung to. My question was what would be divulged first and more importantly, how would it affect an already stressful home environment. The best recipe for disaster was being concocted and I felt like I had the best seat in the theatre. When cat number two was let out of the bag, I groaned why yet again! It was such a cleverly construed work of trickery, or so I thought at the time. Fooled, I couldn’t turn the pages quick enough to see what else was in store, what else could go possibly go wrong.

Everything changes for the worst when guest number one is invited to stay for reasons I’d rather not disclose. And I won’t even start on guest number two, but supposed friends become arch-enemies, misunderstandings flourish, causing heartache, guilt and jealousy. The green-eyed monster had reared its ugly head earlier on, now it was like waiting to see if there was going to be any damage control. It got to a point in the story when I wondered if certain individuals involved would ever see sense. It’s a fast-paced read, there’s not let up and room to breathe is scarce.

What happened left me seething and I didn’t just want to throttle two of the characters, but three! My level of patience with each and every one of them was beginning to wear thin by now. Wrapped up in their own problems which seemed to be of their own making, escalated by the minute. There’s a huge lack of communication between Daria and her mother, Melody. Not that surprising for a teenager since many of us have been there at one time or another. And despite dual points of view, a lot of emphasis was given to Melody’s role as a mother. Rewind back to Defy: Sinners of Saint, and you’ll have met her and Jaime. A gorgeous couple who still can’t keep their hands off each other, but this parenting business has got them a tad stumped. Jaime, bless him, is a rock. A father who adores his eldest daughter lays down reasonable house rules for what they’re worth.

Titans at loggerheads; two perfectly imperfect teenagers, two lost souls. One lacking attention, the other trying to steer well clear from it. A wrongdoing done without thought for the consequences is the tip of the iceberg. I really don’t want to let on too much as you just have to read this book; however, it’s been a long while since I have loathed a book character so much. I had absolutely no sympathy for her. You’ll see who she is. She stands out in the before and in the after.

Penn. Ooh my, what a lovely guy he is. Since finishing the book he’s haunted my dreams because for someone so inexperienced in life, his moral compass impressed me. Even though he wants the best for the folk around him and I mean this at home and in sports, it’s not easy to please when your feelings and loyalties are torn in two. Not in the slightest bit ungrateful for an opportunity to better his situation, everything seems to snowball into an even messier state of affairs than it is.

Daria. Hmm…she has one big chip on her shoulder. To begin with, I didn’t care much for her but as I read on and saw what was happening, I warmed up her. Shen’s written a very character driven novel but with Daria’s, she’s gone to town. Haughty, beautiful and dreadfully thoughtless, she treats most of those who care for her with utmost disdain. Will she change and if so, who will be the one to break down her emotional walls without coming out of it unscathed?

I can’t put into words how much I loved the last few chapters. Thank you so much, Shen, for letting two wonderful people have their say. I cried buckets, too. Written faultlessly, the banter was where this reader needed it the most, angst-ridden scenes were where I least expected them to pop up. A love story that’s not just unforgettable, it’s tremendous. I have to say that this is the very best of from an author whose storytelling I have always admired. Bravo no. Bravissimo!

EXCERPT

© 2019 L.J. Shen
 All rights reserved.

 
“I don’t want you transferring into my school,” I hiss out. Melody would gladly file a transfer request, and Principal Prichard would salivate over the chance to snatch him up for our football team.

“That won’t be a problem. You guys suck so much ass, you have shit-breath.”

“Still smells better than poverty. You’re poor, right? Your sister was just bullshitting about being rich.”

When someone hits me with a stick, I run over them with a tank. I’m so mean to him I want to throw up. I hate this part of being me. The striking harder at all costs part.

“Just to make things clear.” I put the brush down, batting my lashes. “You’re not my step-sibling, foster brother, or a part of the family. You’re a stray dog. Last of the litter, most unlikely to be adopted, and a charity case.”

Penn takes a step toward me, and my heart is fighting its way out of my ribcage. The closer he gets, the more I realize that my heart might succeed. Penn’s eyes remind me of a snake’s. Mesmerizing, but inhuman altogether. They weren’t like that before.

His scent messes with my head. I want to reach out and caress his face. Kiss his wounds better. Beg for forgiveness. Curse him. Push him away. Cry on his shoulder for what we’ve done. For how it ended. For what we became afterwards, because I’m full of crap and he is totally empty.

We ruined ourselves the day of our first kiss.

Penn looks down at me. Time stops. It feels like the world is losing gravity, falling into a bottomless depth in space when he clasps my chin with his thumb and finger, lifting my head up. I can’t breathe. I’m not sure I want to, either. My towel drops to the floor with a thud, even though I secured it over my chest. I realize that he tugged at it intentionally. I’m naked. My body, my soul, my heart. All my walls are down. Somewhere in my head, a red alarm blasts and my inhibitions are getting armed, ready to fight back. I’m trying to decode his expression. He is amused, irritated, and…playful? The mixture of emotions doesn’t make any sense.

“Mess with me, Followhill, and I will ruin you.”

“Not if I ruin you first.”
 

 

MEET L.J. SHEN

LJShen.jpgL.J. Shen is an International #1 best-selling author of Contemporary Romance and New Adult novels. She lives in Northern California with her husband, young son and chubby cat.

Before she’d settled down, L.J. (who thinks referring to herself in the third person is really silly, by the way) traveled the world, and collected friends from all across the globe. Friends who’d be happy to report that she is a rubbish companion, always forgets peoples’ birthdays and never sends Christmas cards.

She enjoys the simple things in life, like spending time with her family and friends, reading, HBO, Netflix and internet-stalking Stephen James. She reads between three to five books a week and firmly believes Crocs shoes and mullets should be outlawed.

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INTERNATIONAL PLAYER by Louise Bay is available now!

Today we are delighted to be bringing you Louise Bay’s all-new contemporary romance,
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Being labelled a player never stopped me from being successful with women. Until I met Truly Harbury.

Truly was the first girl who ever turned me down.

The first female friend I ever had.

And she might jyst be the first woman I ever fall in love with.

When an emergency means she needs my help running her family’s charity, I’m happy to introduce her to the glitz and glamour of the London business world—taking her to dinners, coaching her through speeches, zipping up the sexy evening gown I helped her pick out.

The more time we spend together, the more I want to convince her I’m not a man to avoid, that we’re not as unsuited as she believes.

She sees herself as the book-reading, science-loving introvert while I’m the dangerous, outgoing, charmer.

She thinks I love parties and people whereas she prefers pajamas and a takeaway.

What she doesn’t realize is that I like everything about her–the way her smile lights up a room, how her curves light up my imagination, and especially the way her lips taste when coated with tequila.

She’s the first woman I ever fell in love with. I just need to know if she could ever love me too.

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Noah has always been labelled as a player and he’s fine with that. He always manages all right with the women he encounters although Truly Harbury is different. She turned him down all those years ago but they became best friends. Truly is one half of twin and her sister Abigail married Noah’s best friend, Rob and that’s where Noah and Truly met. Noah has been away for four years developing a business that he sold off and ended up with a very large amount of money. He comes back to the UK and until he decides what his next challenge is, he stays with Abigail and Rob. However, Truly is in knots about this as she had a crush on him and doesn’t want that resurfacing. She well knows he isn’t the settling down kind.

Tragedy strikes and Truly is left with looking after the charity. Truly is not a very confident person hiding behind her geek persona and doing the business number crunching. On the other hand, her sister is the more people person going to big charity events and enrolling companies to back them. Noah offers to help and he introduces her to the glitz and glamour of the business side. He sees so much more in Truly and could see himself falling in love with her.

Truly is a smart woman who sees herself as nerdy, living in her sister’s shadows. I found her putting herself down quite a lot and she never came across as confident. Noah seems to bring out her confidence. He’s confident, handsome and has an overwhelming drive to challenge himself a lot and do some pretty extreme things.

It was clear they had deep feelings, they just had their own ideas about what the other would or wouldn’t want from their future. Told in a dual point of view, it’s a favourite of mine since I love seeing what each character is thinking. I liked them both a lot but wanted to bang their heads together more than once! International Player is a slow burn romance and does entail some steamy scenes that Ms. Bay always delivers with her creativity of hot alpha males. Although it took me a while to get into the story, I really enjoyed it.

I did find Truly not believing in herself and Abigail being the better of the two a little frustrating. I loved the interaction between Truly and Noah when the self-doubt stopped and also liked Rob who’s Truly brother-in-law. Rob and Noah’s friendship was funny at times and reading about their friendship was a joy. Lol, poor Rob was henpecked by Abigail! If a love story that takes time for the protagonists to realise what’s in front of them and friends-to-lovers is your thing, I highly recommend Louise’s stand-alone.

EXCERPT

© 2019 Louise Bay
All rights reserved.

 
In, two, three, out, two. Shit. I tried again. In, two, three, out, two, three. It wasn’t helping. My heart was hammering against my chest, my palms were sweaty, and images of hundreds and hundreds of faces staring at me flashed into my head. I ignored the knock on my office door. I was too concerned about what was happening to me. Was it possible to have a heart attack at twenty-eight? “Truly,” a familiar, male voice called. I couldn’t look up. Couldn’t even open my eyes. Warm hands covered my knees and body heat radiated in front of me.

“Are you okay? Take a breath.” What was Noah doing here?

I nodded, still counting my breath. As if he was familiar with the technique, he began counting along with me. “Out, two, three. In, two, three. Out, two, three.”

His voice was calming. The counting hadn’t worked when I’d done it alone, but hearing him counting too helped me settle into a rhythm.

Eventually, his hands slid from my knees, and I sat up and opened my eyes, right into his.

“Are you okay?” he asked, his brow

furrowed.

I was such an idiot. A mess. And this was why Noah and I had only ever been friends. He was used to seeing me in no makeup with a smear of kung pao chicken on my face. And now I was panicking about a meeting that he would think nothing of. Yes, Noah only ever saw me at my absolute worst.

“What are you doing here?” I asked. I didn’t want him to see me like this.

“Do you want some water?” He stood and poured me a glass of sparkling water from the bottle on my desk.

“Thanks.” I took a sip and sat back in my chair.

“I came to talk to you. Apologize if I seemed harsh last night. I’m sorry if I made this worse, Truly.”

I cleared my throat. “I’m fine. Just a little . . .” I watched as he slid into the chair opposite my desk, his long legs unfurling in front of him. “I just have a lot to do.”

He nodded, steepling his fingers. “And I’m here to help.”
 

 
 


Meet Louise

USA Today bestselling author, Louise Bay writes sexy, contemporary romance novels – the kind she likes to read. Her books include the novels Faithful (not currently on sale as undergoing maintenance!), Hopeful, The Empire State Series, The Royals Series and The Nights Series (both series of standalones books each following different characters).

Ruined by romantic mini-series of the eighties, Louise loves all things romantic. There’s not enough of it in real life so she disappears into the fictional worlds in books and films. Louise loves the rain, The West Wing, London, days when she doesn’t have to wear make-up, being on her own, being with friends, elephants, and champagne. She loves to hear from readers so get in touch!

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EXCERPT REVEAL ~ INTERNATIONAL PLAYER by Louise Bay

Today we are delighted to be bringing you an excerpt from Louise Bay’s all-new contemporary romance,
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Being labelled a player never stopped me from being successful with women. Until I met Truly Harbury.

Truly was the first girl who ever turned me down.

The first female friend I ever had.

And she might jyst be the first woman I ever fall in love with.

When an emergency means she needs my help running her family’s charity, I’m happy to introduce her to the glitz and glamour of the London business world—taking her to dinners, coaching her through speeches, zipping up the sexy evening gown I helped her pick out.

The more time we spend together, the more I want to convince her I’m not a man to avoid, that we’re not as unsuited as she believes.

She sees herself as the book-reading, science-loving introvert while I’m the dangerous, outgoing, charmer.

She thinks I love parties and people whereas she prefers pajamas and a takeaway.

What she doesn’t realize is that I like everything about her–the way her smile lights up a room, how her curves light up my imagination, and especially the way her lips taste when coated with tequila.

She’s the first woman I ever fell in love with. I just need to know if she could ever love me too.

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I held out his glass, and he took it with one hand, loosening his tie with the other. I pulled my eyes away from his long fingers and the way he always seemed so confident everywhere he went.

“How was your day?” he asked as he sat on the other end of the sofa, one long arm stretched across the back of the cushions, almost touching me like he’d done the night we’d kissed at the tequila bar.

“Good,” I said, nodding furiously.

He chuckled. “What’s going on, Truly? Do you have bad news you need me to help you deliver to Abigail? An issue with the foundation?”

“Not exactly,” I replied, tipping back some more wine. “Not at all, in fact.” I had to tell him what I was thinking, but it seemed so stupid now that he was here, all perfect and gorgeous. Why on earth would he want me?

“I just thought we could have some wine and talk. You know.”

His smile faltered. “Okay.” He took a sip of wine. “You said you had a proposition.”

“Yeah, but I’m not drunk enough yet,” I replied. I wasn’t sure I would ever be drunk enough. “And neither are you.”

“I have to be drunk to hear whatever you have to say?” He glanced around my book-lined room. “Are you going to tell me you’re MI6 and that you want to recruit me? Because I’m in. I always thought I’d enjoy a life as a spy. It just doesn’t pay enough. But I could do it part-time.”

I fixed him with a glare. “I’m not trying to recruit you into MI6, Noah.” I rolled my eyes. Men. Why did they always think they were a step away from being the next James freaking Bond?

He grinned. “Yeah, I didn’t think so. You’d make a terrible spy.”

I leaned back into the sofa. “There’s no way I could do that job.”

“For one thing, they look for people who don’t stand out—you’re way too beautiful for people not to notice you.” He twisted my hair in his fingers, and I closed my eyes, forgetting for a few seconds how that wasn’t normal behavior between us.

My eyes flew open. “That’s a perfect example.” I shifted to look at him properly. “Things like that. The fingers. The telling me I’m beautiful. I need you out of my system. And Jesus God and a banana, I need some sex.”

He chuckled and grabbed the bottle, topping himself up. “I’m cutting you off until you tell me what this is all about,” he said.

“I just told you. I need to get laid, and you, with all your tequila kisses and unzipping dresses and that thing you do with my neck—you’re the man for the job.”

“The job?” he asked, his eyebrows retreating into his hairline. “The job of getting you laid?”

 

Meet Louise

USA Today bestselling author, Louise Bay writes sexy, contemporary romance novels – the kind she likes to read. Her books include the novels Faithful (not currently on sale as undergoing maintenance!), Hopeful, The Empire State Series, The Royals Series and The Nights Series (both series of standalones books each following different characters).

Ruined by romantic mini-series of the eighties, Louise loves all things romantic. There’s not enough of it in real life so she disappears into the fictional worlds in books and films. Louise loves the rain, The West Wing, London, days when she doesn’t have to wear make-up, being on her own, being with friends, elephants, and champagne. She loves to hear from readers so get in touch!

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EXCERPT REVEAL ~ JUNK MAIL by Kendall Ryan

Today we are thrilled to be sharing an excerpt for Kendall Ryan’s brand new romantic comedy, JUNK MAIL, coming 23rd April!

 

It all started with a sexy selfie.

Texted to the wrong number.

Oops.

Not my finest moment—but I have nothing to be ashamed of.

She thought I was no better, and I quote, than the knuckle-dragging douche-bags she was never dating again.

It was a stupid dare from a girl I’d met online, but since she’d given me a fake number, I didn’t feel bad that my interests were suddenly focused elsewhere—on the fiery and sharp-tongued, Peyton that I found myself sparring with over text for the rest of the evening.

The following day, my case of mistaken identity came back to bite me in the banana.

When I strolled into the office, I was introduced to Peyton as the new client I needed to win over. The Peyton, in case you’re not tracking.

And let’s just say she had my full attention.

Brains? Check.

Beauty? Oh yeah.

And the best part? She hated me on sight.

Dear God, do I love a challenge.

Let the games begin.

EXCERPT

“Let’s get down to the nuts and bolts of this, shall we?”

Nuts?

Seriously, Hanson? Of all the words in the English language, you choose nuts?

But hey, on the plus side, she hasn’t seen the boys, just their leader.

Even so, I need to keep this meeting above the belt, including my own damn thoughts. I offer Peyton another apologetic smile. Time to get this deal back on track.

“Want to tell me more about your company?”

“I do. I really do.”

Her tone shifts instantly when she mentions her business, making me even more keen to hear her pitch.

I smile. A perfect, professional smile, as I cross my legs and fold my hands in my lap. I’m a motherfucking gentleman, not a junk-shot-sending caveman. “I want to hear all about it, Peyton.”

The only way to get past this mixup is to focus on business.

Not on her pretty face.

Not on those gorgeous eyes.

And definitely not on that dark hair I want to wrap around my fist and yank on it hard.

Four fucking months . . . that’s what’s wrong with my libido. It’s not operating in its normal overdrive. No, today, it’s at fucking warp speed. This is what happens when your own hand becomes your closest companion.

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A New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author of more than three dozen titles, Kendall Ryan has sold over 2.5 million books and her books have been translated into several languages in countries around the world.

Her books have also appeared on the New York Times and USA Today bestseller lists more than 70 times. Ryan has been featured in such publications as USA Today, Newsweek, and InTouch Magazine.

She lives in Texas with her husband and two sons.

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