Monday, June 17, 2019


Title: Until December (Until Her Book 5)
Author: Aurora Rose Reynolds
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Designer: Sara Eirew
Photographer: Wander Aguiar
Release Date: July 30th, 2019
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Blurb for Until December:
Gareth Black is drawn to December Mayson the moment he spots her across the room at her cousin’s wedding. When he approaches the beautiful woman, she captivates him with her shyness and wit, making him crave her.





With a pull so strong it’s impossible to ignore, December knows there’s something between her and Gareth. She just hopes they’re capable of jumping the hurdles ahead of them.



Two boys, an ex, a surprise that will change everything, and a disgruntled co-worker, guarantee these two will have their work cut out for them if they are going to find their happily ever after.

Author Bio:
Aurora Rose Reynolds is a New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author whose wildly popular series include Until, Until Him, Until Her, Underground Kings and Shooting Stars.

Her writing career started in an attempt to get the outrageously alpha men who resided in her head to leave her alone and has blossomed into an opportunity to share her stories with readers all over the world.
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Friday, June 14, 2019







Title: Caulk Tease
Series: BrookStone Partners #1
Authors: Megan Green & Alexandria Bishop
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: June 14, 2019



Blurb


Caulk Tease /ˈkäkˌtēz/: A woman who knows her way around a power tool, and isn’t afraid to use it.

Six weeks ago I was broke, alone, and about to be homeless.

Six weeks ago I had zero intention of moving back to Winchester, Colorado—aka Mayberry on
crack.

Six weeks ago a one-night stand had never crossed my mind.

Now?

I threw that all out the window for him. He’s tall, dark, and handsome—with a body made for sin. Hard, fast, and dirty bar bathroom sex has to be experienced at least once, right?

It’s only my luck he’s also my boss and best friend’s older brother.

Barrett Brooks doesn't believe a woman belongs on a construction site, especially with his company on the line. I'll prove him wrong—let's just hope I don't fall back
into bed with him in the process.








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Megan Green


Megan lives in Northern Utah with her handsome hubby, Adam.
When not writing, chances are you’ll find her curled up with her Kindle.
Besides reading and writing, she loves movies, animals, chocolate, and coffee.
Lots and lots of coffee. She loves hearing from readers, so drop her a line!






Alexandria Bishop

Born on a small southeastern island in Alaska and raised in
southern Oregon, Alexandria Bishop is a PNW girl at heart. By day, she goes to battle with a tiny dictator aka her toddler and by night, she can be found typing ALL the words of her contemporary romance novels accompanied by a glass
of wine or two ;)When she’s not in mommy or author mode, she can be found drinking copious
amounts of cold brew coffee, bingeing her latest obsession on Netflix, or attending concerts of her favorite pop-punk bands.

She loves hearing from her readers and you can find her on social media here:




Thursday, June 13, 2019








Title: Can You Hear It

Series: Alpen Springs #1
Author: Casey Diam
Genre: Mature YA/New Adult Romance

Cover Design: Okay Creations
Release Date: August 1, 2019



Blurb


Secrets.
Deceptions.
Tragedies.
Those were the root of all evil. One those became the root
of mine, the day I lost the love of my life. My best friend. My lover.
Everyone disregarded it, ‘let’s face it, Averie, you have
the rest of your life ahead of you’ but they were wrong. James was my ever after . . . until Ashton.
If only he didn’t come baring one of the roots of the evils.
A secret.
The reason he wanted me to stay away.
I should have listened, he should have tried harder, but
neither of us did either of those things. And if we did, if he had told me when we first met—would it have altered the moment I realized that I was falling for
him? The slight variation in the air. The hitch in my breath. The lightness in my chest.
Impossible to know, I’d already fallen.
I was already ruined.











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Author Bio


Some years ago, Casey rediscovered her passion for writing and hasn’t stopped writing since.
Her favorite genre is romance with a little angst, which is why she writes sexy, funny, sweet, and emotional stories that are a bit more in depth, but so much fun to read.


Casey has a ridiculously short attention span and loves her coffee and tea without sugar and milk. Apart from reading or writing, she loves to snowboard, even when she’s catching an edge and face-planting in the snow. She absolutely
loves it!




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Title: Holding Out For Paris
Series: Holding Out #1
Author: Gabrielle Ashton
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 13, 2019



Blurb


Picture this: You pack your bags. Move to Paris. Fall in love.

A dream, right?

Wrong.

Especially when you find out your Mr. Right is actually married. With kids. Don't even mention the white picket fence.

Heartbroken in the City of Love, the last person Elizabeth Hastings expects to lend her a shoulder to cry on is her brother's best friend…

Spencer Tate is opening up his first gym in London when a frantic call from his best friend sends him to Paris to check on Sebastian's baby sister.

If he's lucky he can stop in for a minute and be back in London the next day. Easy peasy.

Except the dorky bookworm he remembers is now all grown up, with dangerous curves, lips just made for kissing and eyes he could get lost in…

Spencer. Is. Screwed.








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Excerpt

Chapter One

Lizzie

Elizabeth Hastings was wearing a trench coat,
black pumps, and nothing else.
She’d never done this before. She wasn’t
usually the sort of girl to go out of her way to impress a guy—she’d never had anyone worth the effort before. But boy, was Amaury worth the effort. At least
that’s what she told herself every single, terrifying moment there was a bump or quick turn on the metro that threatened to send her toppling forward, giving her fellow passengers a more intimate glimpse than any stranger on public transport
should ever see.
When you don’t have a car, Versailles is
actually quite difficult to get to from Paris. For Lizzie, at least. She’d never had to worry too much about public transport where she grew up, and to be honest, thanks to her generous trust fund, shouldn’t really have to bother with
it here. But when she’d moved to Paris, she had wanted the starving-artist experience. There was no way she could write a masterpiece of the likes of Hemingway or Fitzgerald if she was living it up like some sort of luxury travel
blogger. She needed to live a Paris city life in all its glory, inconveniences included.
That is how she found herself on a one-hour,
two-train journey from central Paris to a quiet street on the outskirts of Versailles, praying that an errant wind didn’t put her ass on display to Metro Line 4.
She took a deep, nervous breath as she exited
the train, holding a little box with his favorite pastries from that shop he loved in Montparnasse. She turned her mind to Amaury to ease her nerves during the walk from the station. It was six months since their first date, six months
since he’d swept her off her feet and made her move to Paris unforgettable.
With olive skin that made him look permanently
sun-kissed and those striking gray eyes, he was one of the most gorgeous men she had ever seen, with a French accent thrown in for good measure.
She sighed and couldn’t help but smile to
herself when she eventually reached his street. Whenever she thought of him, she felt a rush of pure warmth flood her system. He was exactly what she’d fantasized about when she dreamed of finding love in Paris… Older, commanding,
mysterious. And so sexy. So unapologetically French.
She glanced up and fidgeted with the belt on
her jacket when she reached the picket fence outside his house. They didn’t usually meet up here. Amaury was a successful lawyer and based in Paris, so
he’d bought a little apartment there for when he didn’t feel like commuting, which was most of the time. He preferred the city; he thought it was so romantic. Lizzie agreed. That’s why they always spent the night there when they
saw each other. The only time she’d been to his house in Versailles was once, after a spontaneous message, instructing her to pack a bag and set aside a
weekend… But even then he’d only popped into the house to grab a few things for himself and then they drove off toward the wineries in the south.
He didn’t know she was coming here today, of
course. That was the point of a surprise. But she knew he was here this morning; he always was on Sundays. Anyway, she didn’t think he’d mind; she was
doing something special for him and it was their anniversary, for crying out loud.
Well, their six-month anniversary. And the
anniversary of their first date, not the moment they’d decided to commit to one another. Not that there had actually been
a moment like that; they’d never had “the talk”—they didn’t need to. It was obvious from the moment he told her he loved her, and that he’d never met a
woman as captivating, as magnifique,
as her. Lizzie wasn’t exactly lacking in self-confidence; she didn’t need the poor man to spell out the words be my
girlfriend
for her to validate their relationship. She could be mature about it all.
“Enough stalling,” she berated herself in a half-whisper,
strutting forward through the gate. “Just do it.”
She shook her head, fluffed out her thick, dark
hair a bit, then walked up to the door and pressed the bell. Lizzie fidgeted and rocked on her heels; she must have switched positions five times in an attempt to somehow land on one that was casual yet sexy. She would be content
to find a position that halfway achieved that.
“Delivery for Ama—” she began but abruptly
stopped as the door swung fully open.
Voulez-vous parler avec Papa?” a small, pajama-clad boy piped up, standing at the threshold. He looked about six years old, with a tuft of dark brown hair and
piercing gray eyes that looked just Amaury’s.
“Hello? Can I help you?” a blonde with features
so flawless, her face looked like it had been sculpted by freaking angels, asked in heavily accented English as she joined the boy.
“I…Um…” Lizzie could barely speak, could barely
see. “I think I have the wrong—”
Qui-est-ce?
She knew the voice that asked, “Who is it?” in French. It was Amaury’s. But that couldn’t be right. He lived alone. This couldn’t be his house. She must have confused it with a neighbor. Lizzie took a step back and glanced toward
the house next door. It didn’t look like Amaury’s. Maybe his neighbors were just visiting his place?
“She looks like a lost tourist looking for the
palace. I’ll help her out. Why don’t you go put Nicolas to bed?” Amaury’s voice rapidly fired off in French, cutting through Lizzie’s haze. He deftly stepped in front of the woman and child then closed the door behind him.
His hand was still on the handle. On his ring
finger was a gold band she’d never seen before.
She blinked a few times, but it didn’t move.
“What are you doing here?” Amaury demanded.
She’d never heard his voice so hard.
“It’s our anniversary,” she said, still not
quite believing this was really happening. She hoped he didn’t hear the tremble in her voice.
“Anniversary? What?” Amaury stepped forward and
his long, elegant hands grabbed onto her shoulders. “What were you thinking, showing up here? If my wife found out—”
That snapped her out of it. She gasped as she
pushed him away. “Your wife? Your wife! You didn’t think that was an important thing to mention to your girlfriend?”
Amaury laughed. It wasn’t a nice sound.
“Girlfriend? You think you’re my girlfriend, cherie?” He laughed harder. “Oh, Americans.”
Her eyes stung, and Amaury’s beautiful face
blurred. She felt sick. Ruined. He had a family? What the fuck? She was a mistress? The other woman? Lizzie gulped
down the acid that rose in her throat. This couldn’t be happening.
“You said you loved me. You said I captivated
you.”
Amaury cut her off. “A man will say a lot of
things to get a woman in bed.” He laughed some more. “Did you think you were the only one I fucked in that apartment?”
She didn’t respond. She couldn’t get the words
out. They stuck in her throat, choking her.
Amaury turned back to the door. Apparently, he
was finished with her. With his hand still on the brass handle, he glanced back over his shoulder at her.
“Come here again and I will have a restraining
order filed against you.”
Well, then. That relationship was well and
truly over.






Author Bio




Gabrielle Ashton is a contemporary romance author, and self-confessed book addict. She loves to read anything from contemporary, to paranormal, to historical: you
publish it, Gabrielle will read it!

When she’s not writing about her favorite romance tropes in gorgeously exotic locations, Gabrielle studies law and also works as a television producer. On any given day
she wakes up at three in the morning for work, fits in a few classes at university then comes home and writes.

Gabrielle grew up in Australia, has lived in Paris, and now resides in Sydney with her boyfriend, two dogs and cat. Although, said boyfriend is making a strong case
for a pet bird.
 



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