From the Down & Dirty Anthology – Destiny Happened – by London Saint James

 

Hi, everyone! *Waves* London Saint James here. I’m one of the authors of the Down & Dirty crew and I’m so excited to let you know the Down and Dirty box set is now available!

Blurb

Get in, get down…and get filthy with these sexy, hardworking, blue-collar heroes who don’t mind when things get a little dirty at work or at play.

This collection of 22 brand new stories from USA Today and International Best-Selling authors is full of scorching hot romance tales that will be sure to leave you breathless for more. These men work hard and play even harder.

From cops to mechanics, miners to brewmasters, they aren’t afraid to go all in. At the end of the day, when they find the woman who completes them, they learn love and life can be as messy as their day jobs…and they wouldn’t have it any other way.

For a limited time Down and Dirty is on sale for only .99 cents, so grab your copy now!

When I was first invited to take part in this project, I had three different professions in mind for my sexy blue-collar hero. A ship welder, jackhammer operator, and big rig diesel mechanic. All of them were yummy, and it was too hard to decide and pick just one. What did I do? I took it to my peeps in my FB group, Slip Between the Pages with London. I Love them!! After putting it to a vote, the winner was…big rig diesel mechanic and my hero, Kash Caldwell, was born.

Destiny Happened Blurb

Desi

Of course, I noticed Mr. Shirtless. With a bod like his, who wouldn’t? But his hot-factor didn’t matter. What did? My asshat ex and the need to make him jealous. So, I strolled up to the panty-melting stranger as though I knew him and laid one on him, hoping said asshat would see I’d moved on just fine without him. Only, he never saw me kissing another man.

Kash

I spotted her—honey-blonde hair gleaming in the sun as she came my way. I’d flirt. Smile. Maybe get her number. I sure the hell didn’t expect her to toss her arms around my neck, mashing her body against mine, and kiss the ever-loving shit out of me. Then, she stopped. Stepped back. Blushed. Whispered “Sorry” and blended into the crowd.

I never got her name that day. Or her number. However, fate had other plans and Destiny happened…again.

Destiny Happened Excerpt

Desi

“Stupid, stupid, stupid…”

My breathless mutterings were meant for no one but me. Because seriously, I was stupid. Look up the word in the dictionary and you’d see a big ol’ picture of my dumb face. I’d just kissed a stranger and ran. A ‘kiss and run’ if you will. Not only was I stupid, but I might also be insane. Like, total zonkers!

Why did I do what I did?

Okay. The why was simple. Or, at least, I thought it was at the time. I wanted to make my ex jealous. Show the douche-canoe I’d moved on just fine without his no good ass. Let him know he’d been easy to forget. Prove I was so over him, it wasn’t even funny.

You’re probably thinking the ex? Let me back up a bit.

When a group of Oktoberfester’s shifted, most of them watching the hip-wiggle/ass-jiggle Linds was doing, someone started catcalling. This had me looking in the direction of the whistles, and that’s when I became aware of Mr. Shirtless. With the chiseled cheekbones of a Greek God, he stood a few feet away in low-slung denim—glistening in the sun.

Hello! With a rock-hard bod like his, who wouldn’t notice?

I’m pretty sure he hadn’t been the whistler, but I was certain he had been watching Lindy. Then his gaze slid to me as I took him in. Honestly, the man’s abs alone should be bronzed. It was like I’d stepped into one of those hot guy calendar shoots, his more than a six-pack rippling.

And did I mention glistening? I think I did, but it’s worth mentioning again.

That man’s midsection with the V-cut was enough to bring a grown woman to her knees in adoration. But just as I was about to stop myself from gawping at all those large, well-defined muscles flexing as the tall, dark-haired hottie wiped sweat from his bare chest, someone else redirected my attention.

Jenner.

Of all the places the asshat could be, there he was, mixed in with a group to Mr. Shirtless’s left! He shouldn’t have mattered. I shouldn’t have allowed the sight of him to burrow under my skin, but there was no helping it. Jenner had his arm curled around the shoulders of that woman as they strolled along a line of vendors—she smiling up at him all happy while he winked down at her.

Heat, and not from the sun, prickled along the back of my neck.

Seeing them out together—him more attentive to her than he’d ever been with me—pissed me the hell off. Thus, I made a rash decision and did something completely nuts. I strolled up to Mr. Shirtless like I knew him and laid one on him.

Or maybe he laid one on me.

Either way, we kissed. Hard. With tongue. And he smelled good. Clean sweat and  something a bit caramel-spiced. And the way my stranger pulled me into him—alpha male possessive—God help me. Though, the real ‘holy wow’ moment came when I realized the man had developed an impressive erection while thrusting his tongue against mine, and he wasn’t afraid to use it.

Truth here. Stranger or not, when he pressed himself against me—hard and commanding—lightning struck my core.

Let’s just say, lip-locking with Mr. Shirtless had been, well… kind of mind-blowing. And after, when he looked into my eyes—his the color of chocolate swirled with honey gold—I think I lost my ability to breathe.

Then, Bam! Reality hit me.

Not only had I made a complete and total fool of myself, but my spur-of-the-moment decision hadn’t worked. Jenner and the skank had strolled on by—engrossed in each other. He never noticed me nor my brilliant public display of kissing the lips off another man.

Slowing to more of a power walk than a run, I glanced around. “Shit!” I’d been so hell-bent to just go, I’d gone in the complete opposite direction of where I’d left Lindy.

Body jittery with adrenaline, I turned around and started on my way back to her.

“Hey, babe. There you are.” Lindy strolled up, handed me a strip of chicken teriyaki on a stick, and frowned. “Where did you go? I lost you for a little while.”

“Jenner,” I said, disgusted. “He’s here.”

“Is that why you’re all flushed?” Her head jerked around as though ready to go another round with him and the skank. “Did the buttmunch say something to you?”

“No. I kind of strolled up to some random hot guy and kissed him to make the asshole jealous, but he didn’t even notice.”

Lindy’s eyes went wide. “Say what?”

With a nod, I spilled. Jenner with the woman. How they looked together. Mr. Shirtless. The PDA. The entire crazy tale.

When I was done, my bestie grabbed my shirt sleeve. “Show me the guy.”

“No way.” I shook my head. “I made a complete fool of myself and added to it by running away, Linds. I can’t take you to see him. I’m embarrassed enough as it is.”

“Come on. We’ll just stroll but keep our distance, and you can point him out.”

I groaned. “What if he sees me?”

“We’ll be sneaky.” She tugged at me. “Let’s go.”

“All right. This way.”

Being careful not to be noticed, I led Linds over toward Pops Brats, only I didn’t see Mr. Shirtless.

“He’s not around,” I said.

“Damn it.” Lindy sounded disappointed.

And me? Well, I couldn’t be sure if I was relieved my sexy stranger was no longer there or despondent I’d never see him again.

Other Fantastic Stories Included Are:

Pieced Together by Lori King

Good With His Hands by Lucy Felthouse

Where Fire Meets Flame by Elena Kincaid

Mud and Honey by R.L. Merrill

Blurred Lines by Nikki Prince

Sweet Addiction by Sarah Marsh

Lockdown by Mia Hopkins

Keep You Safe by C.R. Moss

Hereos of the Heart 3: Rescuing Trent by Rose Nickol

Scout’s Honor by Maia Dylan

Fighting the Inferno by Ashley Malkin

Stoke the Flames by Samantha A. Cole

Heat Sink by Cecile Tellier

Dirty Demo by Eva Moore

Crashing Hard by Kimberlie L. Faye

Diamond in the Rough by Danielle James

One Night More by Sabrina Sol

Beer Goggles by Ava Campbell

John’s Jillaroo by Scarlett J Rose

Accidentally Again by Sydney Lea

Sex Mechanic by Bella Settarra

Here’s a little bit about me. I live in the beautiful Smoky Mountains of Tennessee with a sexy, alpha-male hero of my very own and a spoiled, bossy fat cat. I also write stories about hot, protective men who love their women and strong (even if they don’t realize they are strong) women who love and protect their men. The road to their Happily Ever After may not be easy, and they may have a little bit of angst, but they will get everything worked out, do a lot of kissing, and have some sizzling moments along the way.

If you need more of me, feel free to pop on over to my website or stalk me on Facebook,  Instagram  and Twitter. Or heck, come join my FB Group you never know what kind of mischief we’ll get up to in there.

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Guest Post with CF White: Share Your Heart: Raising Awareness for Williams Syndrome #wsawarenessday @CFWhiteUK #shareyourheart

Share Your Heart:
Raising Awareness for Williams Syndrome

Thank you so much for having me on your blog. Today is a rather special day for me – it’s the international Williams Syndrome (WS) Awareness Day, so what better way to celebrate than to tell you all about WS and why it’s important to me, and my three book Responsible Adult serial.

Williams Syndrome is a rare genetic condition that affects one in twenty thousand births and is caused by a spontaneous and random deletion of 26-28 genes on chromosome #7. The condition itself is characterized by medical problems, including cardiovascular disease, developmental delays, and learning challenges. But a far more fascinating trait that those who have WS share is their unique personalities. WS people are particularly friendly, overly social, and have an affinity for music. In a nutshell, they are everybody’s friend, will talk the hind legs off a donkey, and love a good boogie. Don’t we all, I hear you say. Well, not like these lot, I can assure you. I’ve been to many a party and gathering with them, because my son was diagnosed with WS at three months old.

It’s been a massive learning curve for me and my family, and we are still at the very beginning of this journey into special-needs parenting. My little trooper has been through life-saving open heart surgery, ongoing painful and invasive hospital stays, constant appointments, whilst also having to deal with those who are not so understanding when it comes to children with learning disabilities. But I wouldn’t change him for the world. His WS makes him exactly who he is, and that’s a fun-loving, hilarious, good-natured, upbeat little boy who is everyone’s friend. I can’t get through a Tesco shop without him having to stop every other customer to say hello and ask them how they are. He might even throw in a hug for good measure, too. He’s a joy to be around and lifts my spirit on a daily basis. It doesn’t mean he’s easy to deal with, not in the slightest. There are downsides to having the condition as well as the ups. But I won’t dwell on those. Not here. Here I will be celebrating Williams Syndrome and all that has come with it.

So why am I telling you about WS and my son? Well, he’s pretty much the very reason why I started writing again. I used to write as a child and into my teen years, but then life took over and I never found the time anymore. Ironically, the moment my free time was ripped from me after my second son was born disabled, I suddenly found myself making the time. I had a lot of it when he was a baby―he never slept. And when I mean never, I’m talking never. He’d be up all night. So to keep myself amused whilst gently rocking him or pacing the living room whilst soothing him, I created stories in my head. Then, when I got the chance, I started writing them down. Slowly but surely, I was working on a couple of novels without really realising it.

My son is the very inspiration behind my Responsible Adult series of books. And, in honour of Williams Syndrome Awareness Day, Misdemeanor, Hard Time and Reformed are all going on a price promotion. So I thought I’d explain not only WS and why it’s a huge feature of the books, but also why certain things were written the way they were.

You see, being so overly social, so friendly, and not seeing the ill in anyone, a WS little boy made for a perfect character. Especially when giving him a bad boy big brother who has a past life full of juvenile delinquency and making him his sole carer. Because I defy anyone to not have their hearts melted by Flynn. And that was the whole premise behind the three-book series. How this little boy sees the good in everyone, when many of us struggle to do the same.

All the characters in the book are flawed. Many are obviously flawed, others their flaws are skin-deep or buried beneath the surface. The whole idea was to show how these flaws make us human, and how Flynn sees beyond them all to the true person beneath. Because that is the beauty of WS. But that can also make these unique individuals extremely vulnerable in a society that isn’t as carefree and wonderful as WS people presume it to be. Like Micky says in Misdemeanor:

“He’s an eternal child. Sees the world like it should be in a fairy tale, minus the evil characters. Everything is bright and beautiful and everyone is his friend.” Micky hesitated. “It’s a real shame that life isn’t like that. Because a world full of Flynns would be the one I wanna live in.”

I wrote Responsible Adult as one book. Since publishing they have been separated into a three-book serial. There simply wasn’t enough room to put all of them into one book. It means there is a cliffhanger at the end of book one, but by the end of the three books, WS shines through. All characters grow, develop, and maybe the world does become like the fairy tale that Flynn always sees it as. Because that is how I want it to be―I want everyone to be accepted for who they are.

Responsible Adult was my way of raising awareness for a condition that has taken over me and my family’s life. It gave me a chance to have a crack at writing again, within a genre I’d come to love, and it’s an extremely dear-to-me series of books. When people say your book is like your baby, well, this is that and then some. Because my baby is actually in it. Something that I oftentimes wish I hadn’t ever done, but am also proud that I did. My hope is that those who read it, who meet Flynn, will see how he manages to brighten the life of his brother and brings out the best in those who come into contact with him.

This series is about having to grow up, having to make sacrifices, having to make tough choices, and having to take responsibility. Micky is nineteen and had to take care of his little brother after the tragic death of his mother. He’s already harbouring many a secret and had a past life of juvenile delinquency in a small town that he cannot escape from. Micky wasn’t ready, nor equipped, to be sole carer to a disabled child. And, although I am a fair bit older than he, and I, at least, made the choice to have a child, I still feel exactly like he does—juggling through life, making decisions and choices I feel completely unqualified to make. But that’s my lot as a mother. And that is Micky’s lot as a big brother.

If you would like to give this series a try, then Pride Publishing have beautifully accepted to honour Williams Syndrome Awareness Day by offering all three books at a price of 99p each on 18th May 2018.

Link here: https://www.pride-publishing.com/serial/responsible-adult.

If you’d like to learn more about Williams Syndrome, then you can find out all the excellent work that the charities in both the UK and US do here:

www.williams-syndrome.org.uk

www.williams-sydrome.org

These charities are solely run by the parents for the parents. They don’t receive government funding, they rely on donations. Without these charities, many families would be completely isolated in their communities, and I salute the brilliant work they do in raising awareness, giving information, and organising gatherings for all our WS people to chat, laugh, and dance at. Just like we all need to do from time to time.

I’ll finish off by asking that we all try to be a little bit like our Williams Syndrome friends. Be nice. Be kind. Be friendly. And, using the WS motto, please, if only for today, share your heart.

Thank you for listening, giving me this opportunity to share a little of my heart with you all.

C F White xx

Responsible Adult Blurb and Excerpts

Responsible Adult Serial

The Responsible Adult series follows bad boy Micky O’Neill as he attempts to better his life to bring up his disabled little brother. A past full of juvenile delinquency and living in a small town rife with idle gossip means Micky struggles to be seen as anything other than a no-hoper from the wrong side of the tracks… until he takes a job at the local supermarket and meets his boss, Dan, a university graduate and self-proclaimed shy, awkward bookworm.

Dan, older and burned from a past relationship, is the one person who sees through Micky’s tough-guy facade to the true heart underneath. With fear and mistrust on both sides, the two must steer their way through a complicated relationship where outside forces are determined to break them up at every turn.

Responsible Adult is a series about growing up and learning that falling in love always brings responsibility.

Misdemeanor (Responsible Adult #1)

“Your parents not around then?” Dan asked, voice full of concern.

“Nah.” Micky shrugged. “Mum passed away. A while back now. And Dad’s, well, Dad’s not round so much anymore.”

“Workaholic?” Dan asked, almost hopeful.

“Something aholic, yeah.” Micky shuffled his feet on the blanket, bunching it up and flattening it back down. “He’s just not good to be around Flynn.”

“So you take care of him by yourself?”

Micky nodded.

“Wow. That’s…” Dan searched for the word. Three years spent lovingly studying the English language hoping to come into good use this time. “Commendable.”

“Not really,” Micky said, ducking his head. “Any sibling would do it.”

“I don’t know about that, mate. My big sister can be a right cow. She would’ve left me on a doorstep somewhere.”

Micky chuckled. He didn’t pay Dan much attention, choosing to watch Flynn and Tamsin as she spun him on the seated roundabout. Dan watched them, too, for a bit, before turning back to Micky.

“He’s a character,” Dan acknowledged. “There a reason he’s so small?”

Micky finally turned his attention on Dan. “Yeah,” he replied, voice tiny and tight. He scraped his teeth over his bottom lip several times, dragging away the congealed moisture forming over them. “He’s got a condition. He’s a little behind in years, too.”

“Oh,” Dan said. He might have that etched onto his gravestone. “What’s the condition?”

“Williams syndrome?” Micky replied, then, with a shrug, shook his head. “Don’t worry. No one’s ever heard of it. It’s pretty rare. One in twenty thousand or so.”

“Oh,” Dan said. Again. For fuck’s sake.

“So, yeah, I’m sorry about earlier. I probably snapped at you.” Micky twirled the glass in his hand. “The friendly thing. One of the things he’s lacking is any stranger danger. They’re a bit overly social, if you know what I mean. Susceptible to being taken advantage of. Scares the crap out of me.”

Micky dipped his head, shaking it from side to side. He shuffled again and Dan sensed he was clamming up after having been so forthcoming. Dan didn’t want Micky to stop talking. He was strangely fascinated by him. It wasn’t just that the bloke was nice to look at, which he evidently was. But his voice had an undertone of something more and Dan desperately wanted to find out what that was.

“How else does it affect him?” Dan wondered aloud.

“Multitude of things.” Micky exhaled. He took a deep breath before responding any further. “Medical stuff like a weak heart. Had two major heart surgeries as a baby. Will probably need another one in his lifetime. He has stomach troubles. Bowel issues. Weak muscles. The eyes. Teeth. Hyperthyroid. Plus he’s got learning difficulties.” Micky’s eyes glazed over as he swished the glass in his hand. “He’s an eternal child. Sees the world like it should be in a fairy tale, minus the evil characters. Everything is bright and beautiful and everyone is his friend.” Micky paused. “It’s a real shame that life isn’t like that. Because a world full of Flynns would be the one I wanna live in.”

Dan paused for a moment, trying to take it all in. What Micky said. Flynn. The condition. The ideal. And how Micky described it all.

“I’m sorry you’re dealing with all that by yourself,” Dan finally said. “I had no idea.”

He’d just been lusting after his body all week. Now Dan knew the bloke had a soft, loving and caring side, what the hell was that going to do to him now?

Hard Time (Responsible Adult #2)

“I think you’re right,” Dan said.

Micky glanced up, finally looking Dan in the eye. Dan smiled and saw the ease of Micky’s shoulders. He nodded at Flynn.

“Wales would be good for him,” Dan explained.

Micky peered back to his brother and watched for a while. He breathed in deeply and scratched at the contents within his pockets. Dan could practically see the thinking process going on behind his eyes. He had to bite his tongue not to demand that Micky spill whatever was on his mind.

“We could go now,” Micky finally said, still looking out at his brother.

Dan glided the hand ruffling through Micky’s hair down to his back and let it drift away. He shuffled and searched his brain for a response. He seriously hoped Micky wasn’t suggesting what he thought he was. Running now could never be an option. He knew that. Micky would know that. The question was, he supposed, did Micky really care at this point?

“What?” Dan urged quietly.

“Fuck all this, Dan,” Micky said more forcefully and scraped his hands out of his trousers to slap down to his thighs. “Why wait around in fucking limbo, letting other people decide what happens to me? To him.” Micky waved a hand in Flynn’s general direction and turned to finally look Dan in the eye. “To us,” he stated poignantly.

“Micky—” Dan cautioned.

“What, Dan?” Micky scorned. “This place is toxic. For me. For Flynn. I’ve never really understood that until now. Until you.” Micky twisted to face Dan and glided a thumb across his cheek. “There’s a shit ton of bad memories on every street corner here. I need to start fresh. You said you’d always come find me. Or wait for me. But will you follow me?”

Reformed (Responsible Adult #3)

“I miss you, Dimples.”

Dan exhaled. Which probably sounded like a hurricane down the phone. At least Micky chuckled.

“I miss you, too, baby.” Dan curled his hand around the wooden pillar and squeezed, regardless of the splinters it could cause to his palm. “Real bad.”

“I’m going to get better, Dan. I promise.”

Dan blinked. Micky sounded like he was slurring, or that could have been the added distance and crackle of signal going in and out of range.

“What do you mean?”

“I’m a shit boyfriend. I know I am. When I get back, I’m going to be better. I swear to fucking God, when Flynn gets outta here, I’m gonna get my head screwed on.”

Dan stumbled forward down the front step, doing his utmost to get a better range of signal. Micky’s voice was garbled and not just because he was pouring his heart out.

“Micky, baby.” Dan sat on one of the wooden benches and rested his elbows on his knees. He was shaking. He didn’t like the way Micky was talking.

“And, y’know, screw you good and proper.”

Dan laughed, but it was drowned out by the raucous one that wafted from the open pub door when a man popped out to light up a cigarette. Dan stood and fumbled farther away from the entrance to the edge of the car park.

“Where are you?”

Dan scrunched up his face. He spun to look back at the Old Red Lion. He should tell the truth. But something in Micky’s voice made him twist and bundle farther into the darkened valley.

“At home. Just putting the rubbish out.”

Dan closed his eyes. There was a brief pause the other end of the line. Dan’s hand shook as he held the phone to his ear.

“I love you, Dan. I do. And I’m sorry.”

“Get home, Micky.” Dan trotted faster down the valley, heading toward home, not bothering to go back for the jacket he’d left on the pub chair. “Bring Flynn home. And we’ll talk it all out.” He practically ran the rest of the way. “I love you, too.”

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New Release – Afraid To Reveal – by Charlotte Leaf [Afraid To series, bk #1] #RomanticSuspense #99cents

Please Welcome Charlotte Leaf and enjoy the entire first chapter from New Release, Afraid to Reveal, the first book in the brand new romantic suspense series Afraid To.

Thanks so much H K for inviting me to your blog to share my book, Afraid To Reveal, with your readers and fans

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Afraid To Reveal
[Afraid To series, book 1]
by 
Charlotte Leaf
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Revealing the truth will change everything…

On the verge of graduating from college as a top scholar and a recipient of a prestigious fellowship, Jill Beckwith’s life is derailed the night before graduation when she wakes up in a jail cell. With no memories of what happened or how she got there, Jill’s stunned when she learns she is to be arrested for a DUI. In an instant, all of her years of diligent study and hard work as well as her hopes for future are dashed.

Months later, just as Jill is on the path to regaining her footing, her newfound stability is threatened when she realizes that the recent murder of a college classmate may have links to her own troubles. While the connections between the two incidents seem tenuous, Jill is desperate to find any explanation for how her life inexplicably unraveled. She’s aided in her discovery for the truth by Andrew Fabreci, a man to whom she’s attracted and has a complicated past of his own. Just as their relationship begins to deepen, another murder occurs and Jill and Andrew realize their future is threatened by a killer who intends for Jill to be the next target.

Afraid To Reveal is a 60,000+ word romantic suspense novel

 

Excerpt

Jill Beckwith didn’t know which was worse, the insistent painful pounding between her temples or the horrible, rancid taste lingering in her mouth.

Ugh, I must be coming down with the flu, she thought. Except that with the flu, she usually felt achy all over her body. For now, the pain was localized in her head, an unsteady an unwelcome drumbeat to consciousness.

As gross as she felt, Jill decided to give in to the urge to roll over and try to catch a few more minutes of sleep. However, two things stopped her. First, a violent roiling in her stomach let her know she needed to find the nearest toilet, not the other side of the bed. Second, she was not in her bed. In fact, she wasn’t in her room or even in her apartment.

The sudden awareness caused Jill to jerk upright, a move she instantly regretted because the sudden motion made her headache and nausea even worse. She placed her hands palm down on either side of her and tried to gather her bearings, Jill noticed the metal bars for the first time.

What the hell? That’s when she noticed, too, that her bed was actually a cot attached to a seeming block wall. And that the room she was in was actually a windowless self-contained cramped space, six feet by eight feet if she had to guess.

This is a cell, Jill thought, I’m in jail.

Her first instinct was to deny the possibility. There was no way she could be in jail. Graduation ceremonies were due to kick off tomorrow and she was scheduled to give an address as one of her class’s top scholars. And in a few short weeks, she would be in she would be at the London School of Economics studying as part of the prestigious Cronin Fellowship she’d won. There was no way she was in jail right now. There had to be some mistake, some terrible mix-up. Jill even pitched yourself to make sure she wasn’t dreaming but the flash of pain told her this situation was all too real.

Okay, so how did I get here? Jill desperately tried to recall something, anything that would explain how she wine wound up behind bars. Her last memories were of going to the Blue Dolphin to celebrate college graduation. The popular off campus bar wasn’t her usual scene but her ex-boyfriend, Owen, insisted that taking part in the Blue Dolphin shindig was a rite of passage no graduating senior could ignore.

Despite her initial hesitation, Jill gave in, something she remembered regretting shortly after arriving at the bar. Owen thought her accepting his invitation meant she wanted to get back together. After she repeated her belief they should just be friends, Owen stormed off, disappearing into the horde of people crowded in the bar.

Had she gone after him? Jill didn’t know because that’s where her memories ended. But a spat with Owen wouldn’t have landed her in jail. She tried to force her brain into providing an explanation but she kept drawing a blank.

“So Snow White finally decided to rejoin the land of the living?”

The nasally, sarcasm inflicted voice interrupted Jill’s thoughts. “Huh? Snow White?”

A female officer in a white and navy uniform shot Jill a look of barely concealed disdain. “Is it Snow White the one who was dead to the world until the prince came along and work with woke her up? Or is that Sleeping Beauty? Well, no matter, you’re awake now so we can process and book you.”

“Process and book me for what? Why am I here?”

The officer rolled her eyes and said with exaggerated patience, “We found you in your car passed out on the side of a service road a few miles from here with the keys still in the ignition. You were brought here to sleep it off but that doesn’t mean you won’t be charged.”

“Charged?” Jill’s heart began to pop in a rapid rhythm that almost matched the pounding in her head. “Charged with what? I don’t understand what’s going on.”

“Driving under the influence, young lady. You’re lucky you didn’t hurt yourself or worse, someone else. Your student ID was among your belongings. I’m guessing you were celebrating graduation and let things get out of hand.”

The officer shook her head and her eyes briefly softened was something that looked like pity. “I have to say you’re not off to the best start in the real world, but it could’ve been much worse. As soon as we get you booked and processed, you can call someone to come bail you out.”

The officer unlocked the door and slid the bars back but Jill remained seated on the cot, dumbfounded by what she’d just been told. DUI? Passed out on the side of the road? Bail?

“Um, wait… There must be some mistake. I would never drink and drive. There’s too much at stake for me to take such a risk.”

The officer rolled her eyes again and gestured with her fingers for Jill to stand up. “Save it for your lawyer and the judge, honey. Now, come on and let’s get you booked, I don’t have all day.”

Jill stood and went with the officer, still confused by accusations but knowing she needed to follow orders for the time being. This has to be a mistake, she told herself. I’ll get booked and then get bailed out and set everything right. Too much is riding on my future for me to have an arrest record. This is all a mistake that will be fixed shortly.

 
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#99cents Sale Blitz – Thru March 2nd Only – A Convenient Arrangement – by Maggie Marr #contemporary #romance

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A CONVENIENT ARRANGEMENT

by Maggie Marr

.99¢ Sale Blitz

PUBLICATION DATE  March 31, 2016

BOOK BLURB

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Billionaire tech genius Leo Travati is the ultimate playboy.

He’s the poster boy for bachelor life…literally.

The launch of Leo’s new app The Convenient Arrangement solidifies his rank as the #1 most eligible bachelor–and he plans to keep things that way.

Gwen Fleming is well aware of Leo’s reputation. But after one electrifying touch, she finds herself considering “no strings” just to satisfy the need that burns whenever Leo is near.

Only what begins as no-strings grows more complicated, because Leo feels the intense attraction as well.

Could this convenient arrangement last forever?

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A Convenient Arrangement by USA Today bestselling author Maggie Marr is book 3 in The Travati Family series, which is part of the Eligible Billionaires series.

The Eligible Billionaires Series includes:

Can’t Buy Me Love

One Night for Love

A Christmas Billionaire

Last Call for Love

Running for Love

A Forever Love (The Travati Family Book 1)

A Billionaire for Christmas (The Travati Family Book 2)

A Convenient Arrangement (The Travati Family Book 3)

A Forbidden Love (The Travati Family Book 4)

SERIES & NUMBER

The Travati Family, Book 3

The Eligible Billionaires, Book 8

OTHER BOOKS IN SERIES

Can’t Buy Me Love

One Night for Love

A Christmas Billionaire

Last Call for Love

Running for Love

A Forever Love (The Travati Family Book 1)

A Billionaire for Christmas (The Travati Family Book 2)

A Convenient Arrangement (The Travati Family Book 3)

A Forbidden Love (The Travati Family Book 4)

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AUTHOR BIO

Maggie Marr is the author of contemporary romance and women’s fiction. She writes smart, sexy, women and the men they love.

She got her start in Hollywood pushing the mail cart at ICM, but quickly rose through the ranks to become a motion picture literary agent. As well as writing, she maintains a boutique legal practice dedicated to the needs of creatives & entrepreneurs.

She is the current President of Los Angeles Romance Authors (LARA) and legal adviser to the Women’s Fiction Writers Association (WFWA).

Maggie loves all things pop culture and when she isn’t taking care of her clients or writing she can be found reading, chasing kids, or exercising her rescue pup.

AUTHOR CONTACT INFO/SOCIAL MEDIA

Email: maggiemarrbooks@gmail.com

Website: http://www.maggiemarr.net/

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Amazon Author Page: https://www.amazon.com/Maggie-Marr/e/B001ITX392/

Bookbub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/maggie-marr

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EXCERPT

This was the worst New Year’s of Leo’s life. He stared up at the ceiling and ran his hand over his jaw. Lights from outside illuminated the ceiling, where a long rounded crack shaped like a rabbit’s ear split the plaster. What had he done? He turned his head and his gaze landed on Gwen. One breast peeked out from beneath the soft blanket on her bed. Her face was relaxed, her skin smooth as marble, and her red hair flamed across her pillow. Damn. She was hot and fun and pretty, but she wasn’t his type. Plus, she was his sister-in-law’s best friend. Gwen wasn’t the type of woman he was looking for, not now, and most likely not ever.

Nope.

He appreciated that Justin was in love and now had a family, and that Anthony had always loved Shelly and they were finally together, but settling down wasn’t in Leo’s life plan. Nor were children and picnics and summer vacations with the kids.

So what the hell was he doing laying in Gwen Fleming’s bed? This was bad. Very very bad. Not only was Gwen much too sweet and family-oriented for Leo’s taste, but she was also quickly becoming a permanent member of the Travati inner circle. Leo closed his eyes. He’d made a huge mistake.

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Holiday Sale — 10 Stories of temptation, romance, & blasphemy – for only #99cents Sacred & Profane Anthology: Priest Erotic Romance ~ Various Authors

Sacred & Profane: Priest Erotic Romance

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Not even men of the cloth are exempt from God’s greatest gift: Love. In Sacred and Profane: Priest Erotic Romance, you’ll find stories of clergymen stepping outside their vows, pastors weaving divinity into their seductions, nuns and parishioners confessing to their body’s every earthly desire, and more.

Are you aroused by the blasphemous dance of sex and religion? The dangerous edge of eroticism contained within submission to something beyond oneself? The taboo juxtaposition of holy and sensual? Then Sacred and Profane welcomes you.

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250 pages. Published 17 January 2017 by Sexy Little Pages

Named a Top Pick by The Romance Reviews

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CHRISTMAS CAROL by Samantha Jacobey
SPOILER ALERT – do NOT read this blurb if you haven’t started this series! Instead –
go get book one and start there… otherwise – enjoy the new season!
Life isn’t always sweet, even for girls called Candy.

Two years ago, Candice’s life changed in a single night. The apartment she shared with her mother and special-needs son burned to the ground, forcing her to accept the help of a stranger.

Gary Ford, her knight in soot-coated bunker gear, helped to save their lives, then gave them a home so they could recover from the loss. Convincing her to marry him, they wed on this past Christmas Eve, and hoped that their lives had finally hit the plateau we all like to think of as normal.

No such luck.

This Christmas, Gary brings home another stray – a woman who claims to have proof that the fire that destroyed Candy’s previous home, as well as others, had been set on purpose.

Can Gary help Caroline solve the mysterious case of arson before Candy tosses them both out on the street, or will Christmas Carol turn out to be the best friend Candy never had?

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CHRISTMAS CANDY by Samantha Jacobey
Life isn’t always sweet, even for girls called Candy.

Candice Parker’s life has never been easy. Plagued by losses and setbacks, each day is a struggle for the petite brunette and her young son. When fireman Gary enters her world, he is one mistake she refuses to make; but after tragedy strikes, she may not have a choice.

Gerald Ford has never been what anyone would call settled. Always keeping things simple, he lived a fast and furious lifestyle, with no intentions of slowing down. However, when he inherits his family’s ancestral mansion on his thirtieth birthday, he considers the possibility that it’s time for a change. .

Could this complicated young woman be his Christmas Candy?

Christmas Candy is available in ebook, paperback and audio!

CHRISTMAS CANDY
CHRISTMAS EVE by Samantha Jacobey

 

Life isn’t always sweet, even for girls called Candy.

Candice Parker’s life has never been easy. Plagued by losses and setbacks, each day is a struggle for the petite brunette and her young son. Last year, a tragedy forced her to accept the help of a man she had refused to even date. Today, she’s ready to take the next step, but will his rich and powerful mother allow it?

Gerald Ford had always kept things simple. He had lived a fast and furious lifestyle, with no intentions of slowing down. However, when he finally decides he’s ready to take the plunge, it seems that the entire world is conspiring against them. Will his mother, Eve, be their saving grace, or will she be the thing that brings his relationship with Candy to an end?


CHRISTMAS EVE


 

 



Anyone who knows me could tell you, I am a friendly kind of person, never met a stranger and take up conversations anywhere at any time. I work hard, and my mind never seems to shut down, as I wake up often in the middle of the night with ideas pouring out and demanding to be dealt with. Of course that means much of my books were written in the middle of the night.

I grew up and still live in the great state of Texas where everything is bigger, where we have warm weather and a central location. I love my state, my town, and my family, which includes my four sons, my significant other, and many friends as well.

I have thoroughly enjoyed writing the books that are currently available and hope you will enjoy reading them just as much. And of course, there will be many more stories to come.

 

 

Holidays Ever After: Contemporary Romance Holiday Boxed Set #99cents @WTMOreads @amyg618

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20 Holiday Hotties from 20 of your favorite authors
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From Spicy to Sweet and everything in between, this sizzling boxed set of TWENTY contemporary romances from today’s New York Times, USA Today, and International bestselling authors will give you tons of holiday hunks to fall in love with.
Inside these pages you’ll find everything from sexy strangers and brooding billionaires to marines, firefighters, and the guy next door.

Whether you’re in the mood for a Merry Christmas, a Happy Hanukkah, or a New Year’s celebration, this limited edition Holiday Ever After anthology is packed with exclusive, full-length titles to lift your spirits. From Halloween to Kwanzaa, Valentine’s Day, Norooz, and the Fourth of July, these stories will give your holiday season extra spark and will be the best romantic holiday bundle to hit your ereader this year!

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