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Friday, May 17, 2019
Title: All I Know
Series: Paradise Beach #1
Author: Tamara Lush
Genre: Standalone Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 12, 2019
Blurb
From the
author of Constant Craving comes a hilarious story about a woman who feels obligated
to care for everyone, a sexy Marine who wants to make his first love his
forever bride, and a fake wedding proposal that changes everything.
Kate Cooper
has come home to Paradise Beach to help her mom recover from surgery. After
all, who else is going to run the family's tiki bar? A few months on a Florida
island won't hurt, even if her memories might.
Then Damien
Hastings, her high school crush, walks into the bar one night. He's stunning.
Intense. Way more muscular than when they were in high school. And can't take
his eyes off Kate.
When Damien
finds out Kate needs health insurance, he does what any gentleman would: ask
her to marry him. He's going to Syria for a year as a military contractor, and
has loved her for years. It's the least he can do.
They didn't
return to fall in love. They didn't expect to have the best sex of their lives.
They didn't plan on a farting dog or a fake engagement.
But strange
and wonderful things happen on Paradise Beach...
Tamara Lush writes steamy and emotional contemporary romance
stories set in tropical locations. Her recent book, Constant Craving, was a
2018 RWA RITA® finalist in erotic romance. She's married to an
Italian and lives near a beach in Florida. For many years, she was an
award-winning newspaper journalist. In 2017, she was one of 24 writers chosen
by Amtrak to ride around the United States on a train and write
fiction. Tamara's a fan of vintage pulp fiction book covers, Sinatra-era
jazz, 1980s fashion, tropical chill, kombucha, gin, tonic, seashells, iPhones,
Art Deco, telenovelas, coloring books, street art, coconut anything, strong
coffee and journalism.
I thought I
had it all with my well-respected job, Hollywood boyfriend, and glamorous
lifestyle. Until the truth revealed a different story. In one day, after a
single word, my carefully constructed life was obliterated.
But it’s
only the beginning of my spiral. There’s much further to fall.
Then I meet
him. He's the perfect man at the most imperfect time. It's only meant to be a
one night stand. A last fling before my new reality sets in. But he has
different ideas. Because he doesn’t know the truth. Once he finds out, I'm
convinced he’ll realize this is too much for a new relationship. He’s sure to
cut and run. It's for the best really.
After all,
how can I possibly fall in love when I’m falling apart?
Aubrey Bondurant is a working mom who loves to write, read
and travel.
She describes her writing style as: "Adult Contemporary Erotic Romantic
Comedy," which is just another way of saying she likes her characters
funny, her bedroom scenes hot, and her romances with a happy ending.
When Aubrey isn't working her day job, or spending time with her family, she's
on her laptop typing away on her next story. She only wishes there were more
hours of the day!
She's a former member of the US Marine Corps and passionate about veteran
charities and giving back to the community. She loves a big drooly dog, a
fantastic margarita, and football.
The core
group of friends who found their happy endings are back, still loving hockey
almost as much as their women. Now, four years later, the Eagles find
themselves in the finals, with home ice advantage and on the cusp of winning
the Stanley Cup once again.
It all
started with a second chance, for Becca to just say yes to forever.
And is
Kinley still living the dream after scoring the player?
What does
life have in store for Madison and Richard, now that they decided playing for
keeps is much more satisfying than friends with benefits.
When Mark
vowed to Laura he would protect her heart, he meant it from the very beginning.
He was all-in, forever, no matter what.
Reese and Austin’s
chance meeting turned their worlds upside down in a single instant. Hot and
heavy against the boards had their chemistry melting the ice.
Along with
retirements, new positions, and additions to not only the team, but each of the
families, come meet some new players who will lead us out of the First
Intermission and into the second period.
Samantha Lind is a contemporary romance author. Having spent the first 27 years of her life in Alaska, she now calls Iowa home where she lives with her husband and two sons. She enjoys spending time with her family, traveling, reading, watching hockey, and listening to country music.
After her family was brutally murdered, Eve decided one thing. Never to let anyone in. To never love again. EVER. That way, she wouldn't ever feel that hurt again. For a year she'd done just that. All that was about to change when Kit Carson, a cocky Australian boxer randomly enrolled onto her photography course at college and pushed his way into her life. Kit was everything Eve hated about pretty boys. Only, he wasn't a boy. He was all man. Despite her dislike for him, even she couldn't deny her curiosity. Things were about to change drastically in Eve's life, and secrets were about to spill out. All at the hands of Kit Carson.
He's a skilled warlock. She's a fiery necromancer.
Will their magic and chemistry be enough to stop a ruthless killer?
Warlock Mason
Blood works his magic for a price. And hunting down a missing suspect connected
to bomb-happy terrorists is right up his supernatural alley. But with a
stunning necromancer as both protectee and love interest, keeping his mind on
the job is next to impossible…
Lexy Payne knows
her father isn't a murderer. But when he's implicated in a horrible crime and
goes missing, she senses something mystical at work. To clear her family's
name, the spirited redhead must trust a risky warlock who sparks much more than
her passion…
As Mason and Lexy
unearth sizzling chemistry and surprising family secrets, they crash headlong
into a magical battle destined to turn deadly.
Can the warlock
and the necromancer start something legendary while they stop a savage
conspiracy?
Magic Love is a fast-paced paranormal romance. If you like
sizzling attraction, supernatural suspense, and a race to save lives, then
you’ll love J.W. Coast’s thrilling tale.
I like to travel and
read paranormal, sci-fi and other romance novels. I spend a great deal of time
with my wife and three sons. I like work working and generally keeping busy in
garage as much as possible. Weather permitting.
I also love to visit
the national parks in the western United States and have been known to look up
at the milky way and let the imagination run wild about the paranormal goings
on.
If you would like to
reach me please do so: jw@jwcoast.com
We’re young. Privileged. Dirty. And we ruin lives for fun.
She knew being the new girl at Wildwood would never be easy, considering who she is. But nobody warned Tinsley Sullivan we'd be doing everything in our power to make her high school experience one of the most horrible times of her life.
They say my name like I'm their king. Crispin Dalton. Teachers and students worship the ground I walk on. They all follow my lead... Except for her.
I didn't think she'd have it in her to fight back. It's kind of adorable that she won't budge, refusing to break for me, to submit to my cruel desires. Except I'll never stop pushing for more. I'm ready to make her life so miserable, she'll be begging me to stop hurting her.
There's just one thing that's messing it all up.
Tinsley is off-f*cking-limits.
And I need to keep that in mind when I kiss my girlfriend... her best friend.
Title: Consumed By Rage
Series: Stained Souls MC #1
Author: Zara Teleg
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: May 9, 2019
Blurb
Rage
As a member of the Stained Souls Motorcycle Club and MMA
fighter, I was once a well-known and feared man in this town; now I am
returning a stranger. Being home reminds me of the losses that have turned my
soul dark and built my walls high. Until I met Juliet, the sexy yoga instructor
who has invaded my every thought. Her light shines so brightly, it is like a
beacon calling to me, cutting through my darkness. But there is something
hidden behind her eyes, and she’s got walls as tall and thick as mine.
Juliet
Four years ago, I had it all… until one night changed
everything. Now I am trapped in a prison of lies where my heart is locked away
with my secrets. Rage has stirred things in me I thought I could never feel
again. He thinks he can get through. But I can’t give in… I mustn't… for his
sake and mine. I won’t let the ghosts of my past hurt anyone else.
Can these two damaged souls resist the urge to be together?
Freedom. It was something I had seldom thought about…until
four years ago. I had taken for granted living life every day without looking
over my shoulder. Never feeling any real peace, a tiny part of me was always on
high alert. I feared that at any moment, I would be discovered. I had spent the
past four years trying to cope with intense, crippling anxiety, and everything
I had done was still no match against the nightmares that visited me often.
I thought fate would deal me a better hand. I believed I could
escape him. Now the effects of my mistakes had spread. I feared not only for my
life but also those of people I love who were put in danger because of me. I
was no longer free. Now, at twenty-seven years old, my time had run out.
My eyes began to open. I blinked slowly, trying to get them
to adjust to the darkness. I used my shoulder to wipe the dampness from my
face. Blackness cloaked the room, making it impossible to see anything around
me. The musty air blasting through the vent was frigid. My fingers and toes
were numb, making them hard to move. An intense headache competed with the
throbbing pain in my face. The tiniest bit of warmth against my back made me
aware of the body next to mine. I tried opening my mouth; the tape that had
sealed it shut had been removed. My lips felt swollen, and I tasted dried blood
on them. I nudged the body next to mine. I hoped that it was Paige, that they
hadn’t separated us.
A soft whisper came from my cracked lips. “Paigey…” I
croaked her childhood nickname.
Nothing.
“Paige, please answer me,” panicking, I whispered louder,
waiting for an answer.
A small groan escaped her as she moved just centimeters.
“Ana…” a low voice struggled to whisper back.
I let out the breath I was holding, relieved that hers was
the body next to mine. “Oh, Paige…” I leaned into her as close as I could, “I’m
so sorry you got dragged into this.” My voice hitched and my eyes welled, but
no tears came. Dehydration left nothing for my body to spare. We leaned into
each other. The friction caused my broken body to ache. “I will find a way to
get us out of here,” I promised her.
A door opened. It creaked loudly, breaking the silence.
Light streamed down the staircase. It was dim yet blinding in the blackness of
the basement. We both jumped and huddled our bodies even closer with our hands
tied behind our backs.
We stayed silent. The only sound came from the shoes that
clanked heavily down each step. The stairs moaned under the weight of the man.
A large shadow appeared, then the massive body that belonged to it. It was
him—the monster. The man with all the scars. The slight limp in his step gave
him away.
He turned on a small flashlight and aimed it around,
highlighting areas of the basement before finding us. The light so shocking
when it hit me, I squeezed my eyes shut. I could feel the tremors rolling off
Paige’s small body. God, please. Please
send someone to rescue us before it’s too late. I had pushed away everyone
who cared; now there might be no one left who could save us.
With my eyes still closed I listened to the clicking of his
fancy shoes on the damp concrete as they got closer and closer. I braced myself
as the large body loomed over us.
Rage
Six months earlier…
I tucked my head down further behind the shield as I picked
up the pace. My bike pushed forward faster, anxiety building in my chest as I
passed the small road sign with the arrow: Sugar Maple 15 miles.
That little sign surged adrenaline through every part of my
body as I got closer to home. My bike sped through the warm night, covering the
distance as fast as possible. Miles of trees, bushes, and mountains were
blurred in my peripheral vision over the last five and a half hours until I
finally crossed Georgia from Tennessee.
The sound of my pipes cutting through the night was all that
filled my ears, the mountain air leaving a light mist on my partially exposed
face. I tried to stretch my back. I felt tight everywhere from not stopping.
When I was a kid, I couldn’t wait to grow up so I could leave this place. After
four long years of exile, I couldn’t get back fast enough.
It was Monday night—I was five days early. The idea of
surprising my brothers in the Stained Souls MC came to me last night when I
tossed and turned trying to sleep. Friday seemed too far away. At first light,
I packed my shit and left behind everything that couldn’t fit on my bike. I
knew my club brothers weren’t expecting me until the weekend so they could
throw me a huge homecoming bash. As much as that sounded great, I wanted some time
to reacquaint myself with my newly renovated hometown. Besides, I knew that the
party would leave me hungover for days, and that wasn’t how I wanted to start
my homecoming.
Last time I talked to Hawk, he said that the Stained Souls
were raking in cash with all the new people in town. The club owned several
buildings on the main strip, so naturally, they had done pretty well with the
renovations. I hadn’t decided, even with the influx of income, how I felt about
returning to a town full of strangers. I was once a well-known and feared man
in this town. Now I would be the stranger. The thought had my stomach turning.
My forearms tightened as the needle pushed further toward
one hundred on the desolate road. The blackness of night was the perfect
backdrop for the slideshow that was running in my head. All the people, places,
and friends I left behind…the good times with my brothers and the bad times
that destroyed my soul. I shouldn’t have wanted to go back. I should have
embraced my new life. But no matter how much darkness and anger Sugar Maple
triggered, it was still home.
I shook my head, clearing the thoughts. I focused on the
approaching glow of city lights that made the horizon over the mountain appear
bright compared to the inky sky that surrounded it. The May heat and humidity
created a haze blanketing the area.
I slowed my pace to almost a crawl just outside town. On the
hillside, the moon illuminated the bright white chapel and gave it an eerie
glow. It stood tall and menacing, overlooking the bridge into Sugar Maple. Its
angular windows, the way they looked down the hill to the town below, reminded
me of angry, judging eyes.
I tried to keep my eyes forward, but the small graveyard
pulled me to it. The decaying stones of the cemetery were almost as white as
the church. My eyes locked on a single headstone. I swallowed back the lump
that formed in my throat. Every fucking time I entered or left town, I was
forced to pass the painful reminder of what life took from me. I had said
goodbye to three people I loved standing under those tall maple trees, which
always seemed to mock me.
Author Bio
Zara Teleg is an American romance author, entrepreneur, tree
hugger, yoga enthusiast, and coffee addict.
Zara has a wide variety of interests, which has led to many
creative ventures over the years, but none has fulfilled her true passion for
reading and writing. In her debut novel, Consumed by Rage, Zara has finally
made into reality her dream of becoming a novelist, which has been thirty years
in the making.
She fell in love with books when she received her first
Sweet Valley High at age ten, and she has been a book addict ever since. She
started writing her first YA bad boy romance at age thirteen and has since
moved on to alpha males, hot bikers, and sexy vampires.
Zara is a free spirit, who spends her days alternating
between writing and cooking. No one makes a better veggie burger! Her love of
animals has influenced her plant-based lifestyle. From the time she could walk
she brought home every stray she came across, wanting to keep them all. Her
friends nicknamed her “Snow White” because she is slightly obsessed with
feeding every hungry wild animal in her neighborhood.
She can often be found outside, reading or writing a juicy
romance while listening to loud music under fairy lights, surrounded by plants,
crystals, and wind chimes. Zara lives with her husband of 23 years, their
teenage daughter, spoiled pit bull, and her very ornery cat. She spends
weekends laughing on the Chesapeake Bay with her extremely loud Italian family!
She dreams of moving to a place where she can walk barefoot and be on a
paddleboard with her pit bull all year long.
