Man Candy by Melanie Harlow

Release Date: June 20, 2016

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Synopsis:

He’s back.

Not just back in town, but living in the flat right beneath mine. And he looks good enough to eat, which is just one more reason to stay away from him.

But I can’t resist.

The sex is incredible (pretty sure we’ve shaken the house right off its foundation), but he can’t fool me—not this time. A degree in marketing and five years in advertising have taught me that “true love” is a fairy tale used to sell lipstick, diamonds, and perfume. It doesn’t exist.

He thinks I’m wrong, and he wants to prove it.

I think he’s crazy, so I dare him to try.

It might be the biggest mistake of my life.

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Melanie Harlow likes her martinis dry, her heels high, and her history with the naughty bits left in. When she’s not writing or reading, she gets her kicks from TV series like VEEP, Game of Thrones, House of Cards, and Homeland. She occasionally runs three miles, but only so she can have more gin and steak.

Melanie is the author of the HAPPY CRAZY LOVE series, the FRENCHED series, and the sexy historical SPEAK EASY duet, set in the 1920s. She lifts her glass to romance readers and writers from her home near Detroit, MI, where she lives with her husband, two daughters, and pet rabbit.

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One word.
Stay.

It was all he had to do. Instead, he got on that bus and took my heart with him.

That was seventeen years ago.

I moved on. Marriage. Kids. White picket fence. Everything I ever wanted, but my husband betrayed me and I was left once again.

Alone, penniless, and with two boys, I had no choice but to return to Tennessee. He wasn’t supposed to be there. I should’ve been safe. However, fate has a way of stepping in.

This time around, the tables are turned. It’s my decision. Second chances do exist, but I don’t know if we can repair what’s already been broken . . .

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Corinne Michaels is the USA Today and Wall Street Journal Bestselling author of The Salvation Series (Beloved, Beholden, Consolation, Conviction & Defenseless). She’s an emotional, witty, sarcastic, and fun loving mom of two beautiful children. Corinne is happily married to the man of her dreams and is a former Navy wife. After spending months away from her husband while he was deployed, reading and writing was her escape from the loneliness.

Both her maternal and paternal grandmothers were librarians, which only intensified her love of reading. After years of writing short stories, she couldn’t ignore the call to finish her debut novel, Beloved. Her alpha heroes are broken, beautiful, and will steal your heart.

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Meet Tatum and Camden in this

second chance fighter Romance!

Love Tap releases on July 6th!

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All I ever wanted was to be a female fighter.

It was in my blood to smack people around.

Some girls wore pink dresses and makeup, I wore sneakers and bruises.

I was a loner, stuck to myself because I was different, until Camden Steel moved next door.

I punched him in the mouth, and he saw me through rose colored glasses from that day on.

I had everything I ever wanted.

The boy next door, inspiring career… until I didn’t.

He hates me. I deserve that.

They say you have to fight for what you want… What they don’t tell you… is it’ll cost you more than you’re willing to give to reach the top.

About the Author

M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She’s a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn’t live with the “what if” anymore and finally took a chance on her character’s story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.

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COMING in 2017, HIDEAWAY is the second installment in the Devil’s Night Series! If you’ve read CORRUPT, this is Kai’s story.

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You don’t even see me, do you, Kai Mori? No one does.

I’m the kid in the back, the one everyone dismisses, the no-life street punk with dirty finger nails and ripped jeans.

But I’m quiet, and I do my job. I can hang tough and no one does me any favors. I’ve always been on my own.

But then I see you…

Your perfect black suits. Your clean hands. The way you charge into the room, not afraid of the man I work for, and all of a sudden, I feel different.

Like maybe I want to know what you’re like with a woman.

As quickly as the urge comes, though, it disappears. You see, my boss has an agenda. He’s decided to put me in your path, but what he doesn’t realize is, I have plans of my own. A score to settle.

And you won’t know who I really am until it’s too late.

So sit tight. I’m coming to you.

Kai

You’re wrong. I’ve seen you before.

You’re the girl who looks like a fourteen year old boy and pretends everyone around her is public enemy #1. Yeah, I remember you.

Thunder Bay. Devil’s Night. Four years ago.

But the thing was…when your hat fell off that night, you looked nothing like a boy. And when I put my hands on you, you didn’t feel like one, either.

Now, after all this time, you’re in Meridian City, and while I don’t know who you are or want you want, I can’t wait to find out.

So come on. Door’s unlocked.

Just be warned, though…Devil’s Night is coming again, and I’m not alone this time.

My friends like to play, too.

Note from the Author: HIDEAWAY still has no definite release date. Erotic suspense takes longer for me to write, and while I hate to keep anyone waiting, I know you’d rather have a good book than a quick one. Bear with me. Getting this book to you is a priority. xoxo.

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Penelope Douglas is a New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author. She dresses for autumn year round, loves anything lemon flavored, and shops at Target almost daily.

Her books include the Fall Away Series (Bully, Until You, Rival, Falling Away, and Aflame), as well as, Corrupt and Misconduct. Please look for Punk 57, coming September 2016 and Next to Never (A Fall Away Novella), coming January 2017.

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“We were perfect together. Until we met.”

Misha

I can’t help but smile at the words in her letter. She misses me.

In fifth grade, my teacher set us up with pen pals from a different school. Thinking I was a girl, with a name like Misha, the other teacher paired me up with her student, Ryen. My teacher, believing Ryen was a boy like me, agreed.

It didn’t take long for us to figure out the mistake. And in no time at all, we were arguing about everything. The best take-out pizza. Android vs. iPhone. Whether or not Eminem is the greatest rapper ever…

And that was the start. For the next seven years, it was us.

Her letters are always on black paper with silver writing. Sometimes there’s one a week or three in a day, but I need them. She’s the only one who keeps me on track, talks me down, and accepts everything I am.

We only had three rules. No social media, no phone numbers, no pictures. We had a good thing going. Why ruin it?

Until I run across a photo of a girl online. Name’s Ryen, loves Gallo’s pizza, and worships her iPhone. What are the chances?

F*ck it. I need to meet her.

I just don’t expect to hate what I find.

Ryen

He hasn’t written in three months. Something’s wrong. Did he die? Get arrested? Knowing Misha, neither would be a stretch.

Without him around, I’m going crazy. I need to know someone is listening. It’s my own fault. I should’ve gotten his number or picture or something.

He could be gone forever.

Or right under my nose, and I wouldn’t even know it.

Penelope Douglas is a New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author. She dresses for autumn year round, loves anything lemon flavored, and shops at Target almost daily.

Her books include the Fall Away Series (Bully, Until You, Rival, Falling Away, and Aflame), as well as, Corrupt and Misconduct. Please look for Punk 57, coming September 2016 and Next to Never (A Fall Away Novella), coming January 2017.

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Can a reformed player ever truly play by someone else’s rules?

Sam Walsh has finally put an end to decades of self-destruction, turned over a healthy new leaf, and now he’s ready to call himself a married man. But love and marriage are only the beginning, and life is about to get much more complicated.

Will tying the knot tie down a free spirit?

Tiel Desai never imagined herself getting married again, and before she can blink, she’s swept up into the Walsh wedding whirlwind. If that chaos isn’t enough, she’s also busy winning over her future in-laws, grappling with a bumpy adjustment to her new job, and staying afloat when a string of disappointments hit.

They’re building a future, but can they ever fully demolish the past?

Sam and Tiel beat back their demons and learned to love each other, but love might not be enough to solve every problem that crawls their way.

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Kate Canterbary doesn’t have it all figured out, but this is what she knows for sure: spicy-ass salsa and tequila solve most problems, living on the ocean–Pacific or Atlantic–is the closest place to perfection, and writing smart, smutty stories is a better than any amount of chocolate. She started out reporting for an indie arts and entertainment newspaper back when people still read newspapers, and she has been writing and surreptitiously interviewing people—be careful sitting down next to her on an airplane—ever since. Kate lives on the water in New England with Mr. Canterbary and the Little Baby Canterbary, and when she isn’t writing sexy architects, she’s scheduling her days around the region’s best food trucks.

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KADENCE – Rockstar Novel #7

RELEASE DATE: Early August

PREORDER: None as of yet

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Sometimes you find family where you least expect it…

When bass guitarist Jace Warner receives an urgent message from his high school sweetheart to come home, the rocker drops what he’s doing to get there. Finding out that his first love, the girl that stole his heart, is dying isn’t the biggest shock he receives. The bad boy rocker has a child, and now, he’s about to be her only living parent.

After bonding with Kadence, his 6-year-old daughter, Jace knows there’s only one thing he wants to be–a father. But that’s not going to be as easy as it seems. Social worker, Summer Stephens doesn’t deem Jace’s lifestyle fit for parenting. She believes the stereotypes about rockers–that their lives are all about sex, drugs, and rock & roll.

Now it’s up to Jace to convince Summer that Kadence is right where she belongs–at home with him at CFD. He’s facing a fierce battle trying to prove there’s room in his life for music and the daughter he wants to share it all with.

Will Summer realize that home is where you make it, and if she looks close enough, she just might see a family for herself?

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SNEAK PEEK – Unedited and rough

©2016 Anne Mercier

CHAPTER ONE

I head toward reception when a nurse pulls me off to the side.

“Jace Warner?” she inquires.

I nod hesitantly, “Yeah.” God, I hope she’s not gonna go all fangirl on me right now. I’m not in the mood. All I want is to find Sydney’s room and see what the fuck is going on.

“I’m Sydney’s nurse. She informed me you’d be coming and about what time. I’ll escort you up—the back way,” she tells me.

I thank her, more than grateful to not have to deal with the public.

“What’s going on?” I ask.

She just shakes her head. “It’s not my place to say. I’m just glad you came when you did. Time isn’t Sydney’s friend.”

What did that mean? Shit. Dread settles into the pit of my stomach. This is going to be more than bad. This is going to be epically fucked up.

When we reach her room, it’s dark. Only a few small slivers of light beam through where the curtains meet in the middle. One of those beams is resting over Sydney’s feet.

I step into the room and see the tubes and wires, and swallow hard. My gaze goes back to those feet and my eyes follow the shape of the body lying in the bed until I meet the violet eyes of the girl I’ve loved with every cell in my body.

No. No. No. No!

There’s one of those soft cloths tied around her head. Her face is pale, her cheekbones too prominent. Her lips chapped and cracked.

“Jace,” she whispers as tears begin to stream down her cheeks.

“God, Sydney,” I breathe and drop to my knees next to her bed, taking her frail hand into mine. “What’s wrong, sweetheart? Whatever it is, we can fix it.”

She smiles softly. “Not this time, sweet cheeks.”

I shake my head in denial. “No. I won’t to believe that. There’s got to be something…”

“There’s not,” she tells me quietly. “I’ve been through every treatment there is and none of them worked.”

“Cancer?” I ask.

She nods. “Breast. Just like my mom.”

I close my eyes, resting my forehead on her hand, and I let the tears fall. “Why didn’t you call me when you found out. We could have done more. Better doctors, whatever it took, no matter the cost,” I ramble.

“Oh, darling, even if I’d have gotten to you in time, I’d have the same outcome. It was already stage IV when I found the lump. One month there were no lumps that I could feel and the next it was there. By the time I got in for my appointment with the doctor, some of my nodes under my arm were infected. It spread so fast, there was no stopping it,” she tells me, her hand stroking my hair in comfort.

I look up at her, unashamed of my wet eyes and cheeks. “No. I can’t…” I shake my head.

“You have to. I’ve held on for you, Jace Warner, because I need you,” she breathes out heavily.

“What is it? Anything.”

“You’re going to be so angry with me,” she announces, her lip wobbling as she cries.

“Never. What is it? Whatever it is, it can’t be that bad. I’m here,” I tell her.

She sighs and nods to the nurse who steps out of the room. What the fuck is going on right now? I feel as if I’m in some alternate dimension.

That feeling gets stronger when the nurse walks in with a little girl—a little girl that looks exactly like me. Wait. What?

I look to Sydney. “I’m sorry, Jace. I wanted you to live your dream—and you are now.”

“Sydney, you were my dream.”

“I didn’t want to trap you. I saw how you panicked when I told you, and then how worried you were—trying to make impossible plans. I just couldn’t do that to you. I loved you too much,” she confesses.

“You’re right. I am angry. I’m angry you took that choice away from me. That was my choice. This is my daughter?” I calculate in my head. “She’s six?” I ask, watching as the nurse brings the little girl with pigtails and those gym shoes that blink with each step closer.

Sydney nods. I see the motion out of the corner of my eye. I can’t tear my gaze from—my daughter. God. I have a daughter. And she’s beautiful. She’s got my dark hair, Syd’s violet eyes, and a button nose. Right now that nose is wrinkled up and her eyes are leery. Who can blame her? I would be too.

“Kadence, come here sweets,” Sydney calls. The little girl goes over, clutching some sort of doll to her chest, the head of which covers half my baby girl’s face. Jesus. I want to drop to my knees and weep.

I swallow hard. Who knew a little pixie could scare the bejeezus out of a person?

“Kay Kay, this is…”

“My daddy,” she answers.

My face must show my surprise because she continues on with, “Mama shows me pictures of you all the time. She said I should be as proud of you as she is.”

I look down, fighting the tears threatening again. I gotta be strong for my girls.

Fuck you, Cancer! You vile fucking bitch!

I look at Syd. “How long?”

“Not long now that you’re here. I’ve been holding on for you, but Jace it’s too much. I can’t keep doing it. It hurts. I need you to care for Kay Kay. I don’t want my dad anywhere near her. I left you a letter and instructions. Please, I know I can trust you,” Sydney tells me.

“Why didn’t you call my parents? They had my cell—”

She squeezes my hand. “I did. They hung up each time I called. I never made it past, ‘Hello Mrs. Warner’ before I heard the click. Same deal with your brother. I don’t blame them one bit. I’d do the same. I heard what happened after I left. They had a right to want me to fuck off,” she whispers.

“That’s a naughty word, Mama,” Kadence scolds.

“Yes, baby, it is, but just this once it’s okay for mama to use it,” Sydney says.

Kadence nods. “Okay. But just this once.”

Damn if she isn’t the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.

Sydney gasps and the nurse walks over, checking machines and giving Syd a shot of what I’m hoping is pain medication.

“I only have a little time. Please listen, Jace,” she begs.

I nod.

“Kay Kay only has you. I only trust you with her. Please,” she begs again.

“Baby, you don’t even have to ask. I’d have been here through it all if you’d have let me,” I tell her honestly, taking her frail hand in mine, lying next to her on the bed and pulling her emaciated body into mine. One thought keeps going through my mind and I want it more than anything. “Marry me, I blurt out.

She lifts her head, eyes wide. “What? Don’t be stupid.”

“I’m serious. I want us to be a family for whatever time we have left. I want it to end how it should have been all along. You’re the only girl I’ve ever loved, Syd, and I know you love me. Let me do this. Marry me,” I say, knowing in my heart it’s exactly right.

“Yes,” she whispers as she cries.

Book Title: Down For The Count

Author: Christa Cervone

Genre: Sports Romance

Release Date: June 17, 2015

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Born and raised in New England, Christa is a married mother of three. She began writing her first book, Broken, in October 2012, as a love story to her husband, Frank. During the writing process, Christa managed to keep her book a secret from the majority of her family and friends, including her mother. She finally revealed that she had written a book on her personal Facebook page just two weeks before Broken was released.

Broken was released in February 2013, and within twenty-four hours of its release, it was on Amazon’s Movers and Shakers list as well as in the Top 20 Erotica. Christa released her second novel, On the Ropes – Book One in the Down for the Count series, in February 2014. On the Ropes has also climbed the charts on Amazon, hitting the Top 10 Sports Fiction and the Top 20 Romance Sports Fiction lists. Book Two, Going the Distance, was released July 2014 and claimed the number 3 spot in the Interracial category as well being in the top 20 in Erotica on Amazon.

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