We were raised to know them as users. Manipulators. But I only ever saw Connor as the enigmatic senior hottie who dropped into fifth period to teach us about the perils of drunk driving.
When my first big girl job out of college ends up with us working at the same company, it’s heart throb city all over again. Except he’s way ahead of the game. Successful, talented, put together. I’m just a frumpy twenty-something in a quarter life crisis who doesn’t know a glue stick from a makeup highlighter.
He would never want me, even though he’s all I ever wanted in secret. So when we cross paths one night at the bar and one drink leads to another, he slaps me with an offer I can’t refuse.
Accompany him back to Bayshore, flight included.
Only stipulation? Pose as his girlfriend.
Our families will flip, but I’m not strong enough to say no to those baby blues, especially if it means I’ll have a chance to go on vacation with my adolescent heart throb.
We’ve got two weeks to prove we’re head over heels for each other.
Which is just enough time to make me fall.
* * I HAD BEEN GIVEN AN ADVANCE READERS COPY IN EXCHANGE FOR MY HONEST REVIEW * *
The Humor in this book gets me, and Kinsley and her unrequited crush just does my heart in. Conner is a guy who needed a reality check and got one.
How Kinsley talks herself into still believing this is all but a ruse to get under his families skin, and how she carries herself in the face of their frosty reception of her shows how amazing she is as a person.
Connor his character bothered me, in many ways. Mainly because I grew up in a small town where everyone knew everyone’s business, who you dates, who slept with who and who was on what drugs…. AHH Small Town living, such a great time.
In some ways it was like Connor never really left high school, where as Kinsley’s issues were fresh and more raw, Connor needed someone to take him out of that popular kid, high school mentality and Kins seemed to be that person. Whether she knows it or not, that is a completely different story.
This is my very first Ember Leigh book and I fell that I will be coming back for more.
Today we have the fantastic new release–Ember Leigh’s MAKE
ME FALL! Check it out and be sure to grab your copy today!
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We were raised to know them as
users. Manipulators. But I only ever saw Connor as the enigmatic senior hottie
who dropped into fifth period to teach us about the perils of drunk driving.
So when my first big girl job out of
college ends up with us working at the same company, it’s heart throb city all
over again. Except he’s way ahead of the game. Successful, talented, put
together. I’m just a frumpy twenty-something in a quarter life crisis who
doesn’t know a glue stick from a makeup highlighter.
He would never want me, even though
he’s all I ever wanted in secret. So when we cross paths one night at the bar
and one drink leads to another, he slaps me with an offer I can’t refuse.
Accompany him back to Bayshore,
Only stipulation? Pose as his
Our families will flip, but I’m not
strong enough to say no to those baby blues, especially if it means I’ll have a
chance to spend the next two weeks with my adolescent heart throb.
make it through dinner alive, even though my parents acted as if she wasn’t
there the entire time. I probably need to up her compensation for agreeing to
this. Even I couldn’t have predicted this brutally frigid reception. I thought
Dad would put on a forced friendly front and complain viciously to Mom behind
closed doors, like any normal American.
Once dinner is over and my brothers have
completed their jousting match over who gets which bedroom, I am feeling far
superior, since I have been the most laidback about the bedroom thing. I
grin my way up the staircase, Kinsley trailing behind me. We head for the last
bedroom, which has a sunrise-facing window I’ve always particularly liked. I
push open the door, and the cozy guest bedroom greets us.
front of us, the plush queen-size bed is neatly made, the head of the white
comforter pulled back. Beckoning us into its comfort.
is off, but I can’t tell what.
speaks. “I thought you said there were two twin beds?”
what it is. I roll our luggage into the bedroom and shut the door.
were.” I frown. “In my old room.”
gnawing at the inside of her lip, glancing between me and the bed.
this be okay?” I ask, suddenly worried I’ve overstepped our tenuous boundaries.
Clutching her hand in a vice grip for the duration of dinner? Fine. But sharing
a bed, even platonically? This could be the deal breaker. “I can sleep on top
of the covers, if you want, or bring a sleeping bag—”
be fine.” She waves her hand dismissively and heads for the bed. “I wouldn’t
want you to sleep on the floor on my account.”
smirk, unable to pass up the chance for a joke. “I didn’t mean I would
be sleeping on the floor.”
narrows her eyes, a laugh bursting out of her. “I can’t imagine you’d drag me
two thousand miles for that encounter with your parents and make me
sleep on the floor.”
laughter turns into a sigh. “Sorry about that. I didn’t think it would be that
shrugs again, picking at something on the comforter. “I know our parents always
had issues. I just didn’t think it would make them act like that.”
ease onto the bed next to her, even though I could have sat anywhere else in
the room: the other side of the bed, in the chair facing the bathroom, or hell,
even on the gray berber carpet. But being near Kinsley has already burrowed in
like a habit. Even though no eyes are watching us. “Do you think your parents
would act the same?”
don’t know. Maybe. It’s weird to think that we’re being the adults here.”
crashes through me. Am I being the adult here? My reasons for bringing
Kinsley are hardly noble. Sure, I bought her plane ticket. But also, I needed
her presence to get back at a small handful of people. And that seems like the
opposite of mature.
We’re gonna have a great time,” I say, channeling my hopes into words. “My
parents will loosen up. But we won’t even be here much. We can go do whatever
we want. This is vacay, baby.”
sends me a curious glance. “Whatever we want, huh?”
can’t help it. My mind goes straight to sex. I’m 100 percent man and 50 percent
beast. Which makes for some sort of mathematically impossible species. My gaze
drops to her lips. God, she’s got great lips. Maybe we can slightly expand the
list of Bayshore-relationship activities.
The side of my body closest to hers is getting hot from curiosity. She’s not my
type—not even a little. But I’m still wondering what it might be like to go
there with her.
know I brought twenty books with me, right?” she says. And like that, the fire
under my skin goes out. Not because books aren’t sexy—trust me, they are—but
because I realize she wasn’t heading down the same kiss-curious path I was. She
meant books. Because she is not a man beast who would already have her
half undressed if she’d allow it.
I said.” I push to my feet. More distance is probably wise. Sitting that close
to her is messing with my head. “We’re creating this vacay. And if that
includes starting your own book club, so be it.”
smiles up at me, and there is something so pure and innocent in her gaze that
my breath catches. The sunlight filtering into the room catches on her hair,
highlighting the strawberry undertones there. Between her glistening braid and
her sweet smiles, I decide in that moment that she is the definition of a
sunbeam with slightly-too-large ears.
already know that Kinsley is my humor and mental equal after one sad night at
the bar and an entire day of travel together. She can lob a joke as far as I
can. And I’m realizing that although we’re just pretending here in Bayshore, I
actually want to spend time with her.
About Ember Leigh:
Ember Leigh has been writing erotic romance novels since she was far too young. A native of northern Ohio, she currently resides near Lake Erie with her Argentinean husband, where they run an Argentinian-American food truck. In addition to romance novels, Ember also writes travel memoirs and occasionally updates a couple of blogs. In her free time, she practices Ashtanga yoga, hops around the world, and eats lots of vegetables.
When not writing or reading, the author enjoys walking
barefoot, subjecting her husband to questionable recipes, and chasing her
spirited daughter. She’s a rabid fan of coffee, moon-gazing, and small dogs
that resemble Ewoks. Home is Portland, Oregon.
Today we have the cover reveal for Truce? Hating Elijah Monroe by Amelia Kingston! Check it out and be sure to pre-order your copy today!
Title: Truce? Hating Elijah Monroe Author: Amelia Kingston Genre: Contemporary Romance Release Day: October 1st
About Truce? Hating Elijah Monroe:
A small town
enemies-to-lovers romantic comedy.
Harper Delaney is a newly certified elementary
school teacher with the mountain of student loan debt to prove it. Moving back
to her claustrophobically small hometown is about as tempting as two week old
sushi, but the allure of free rent and a guaranteed summer teaching job are
On the hunt for her dream job in San Francisco,
Harper just needs to survive the summer without murdering Elijah Monroe. He may
have grown into a scorchingly hot fireman, but he’s still her nemesis. Harper
gave Elijah her heart when she was sixteen, and never forgave the jerk for not
wanting it. Probably for the best, since he’s also her stepbrother.
Elijah still makes Harper’s blood boil and heart
race. And he knows it. She’ll wipe that smug smirk off his gorgeous face before
leaving town. The only question is if she wants to do it with a kiss or a slap.
I know it’s been too long since I’ve had a date when my
first thought at seeing a firetruck pull up outside the school isn’t “Oh, no.
Where’s the fire?” but “Oh, yes. Where are the firemen!” I’m practically
drooling when I see him step out of the truck. His tall frame is broad and
solid. Every inch of his more than six-foot body is carved from stone. This guy
is cut. Ripped. Hot. If I faint, will he give me mouth to mouth?
My heart drops into my stomach and a weird little squeak
leaves my throat when I realize who it is. I might legit need CPR. He was cute
as a boy, but he’s drop dead gorgeous as a man.
He’s not a man. He’s the devil. The bane of my adolescent
existence. My stepbrother.
I drag my eyes up to Elijah’s face. He looks put together
and mature in a way that I’m not prepared for. His hair is the same warm brown,
but now it’s cut short and tidy. He’s clean shaven, making those full lips pop.
Lips which are curved up into a familiar smug smirk as his bright green eyes
sparkle with devious satisfaction. He caught me checking him out and he wants
me to know it. He struts across the parking lot, shoulders back and chest
puffed up. He’s the same pompous jerk I remember from high school, breaking
hearts and causing trouble.
I look around the school yard and everyone has turned to
watch the spectacle. The kids are all ogling the firetruck. The teachers and
assistants are all ogling Elijah. I can’t control my groan. I cross my arms and
scowl at him.
He’s still a few feet away when I snap, “What are you
doing here?” I’m loud enough half the playground can hear me. My happy teacher
persona is a distant memory. I’m an angry, frustrated sixteen-year-old again,
fighting the magnetic pull drawing me to him. Was it always this strong?
Doesn’t matter. I’ll never give in to it.
“Nice to see you too, Short Stack,” he quips, crossing his
arms to match me.
“Enough with that stupid nickname already. It’s been almost
a decade. Grow up, Elijah,” I fume. “Plus, it doesn’t even make sense.”
He looks down at the ground, trying to hide his smile. He
loves winding me up. And I fell for it. Now I’m more annoyed than ever.
Connect with Amelia:
Amelia Kingston is many
things, the most interesting of which are probably California girl, writer,
traveler, and dog mom. She survives on chocolate, coffee, wine, and sarcasm.
Not necessarily in that order.
She’s been blessed with
a patient husband who’s embraced her nomad ways and traveled with her to over
30 countries across 5 continents (I’m coming for you next, Antarctica!). She’s
also been cursed with an impatient (although admittedly adorable) terrier who
pouts when her dinner is 5 minutes late.
She writes about strong,
stubborn, flawed women and the men who can’t help but love them. Her irreverent
books aim to be silly and fun with the occasional storm cloud to remind us to
appreciate the sunny days. As a hopeless romantic, her favorite stories are the
ones that remind us all that while love is rarely perfect, it’s always worth
waltzes into my office, taking me out of my misery for a split second. Moving
my gaze from the ceiling, I watch as he flops down in my chair. His eyes are
dancing as he watches me, a smile wide on his face.
shakes his head. “Oh, nothing. Just that you’re in love and it seems like a
little brunette has thwarted your plans. Personally, I think it’s hilarious.
Watching you pine over the woman.”
almost reach over my desk, grab his shirt and punch the shit out of him.
Almost. But I don’t. Honestly, I don’t have the fucking energy. I haven’t slept
in seven goddamn days. I’m exhausted.
your point?” I ask on a sigh.
when was Lucas fucking Black a pussy?”
a brow, I press my lips together in a thin line. “Pretty brave coming into my
office with that shit, Noah,” I bark.
shakes his head. “Not brave. But you’re being stupid as shit. Go get your
woman, man. You look fucking miserable, and you kind of smell,” he points out,
scrunching his nose.
my head, sniffing my armpit. Fuck. He’s right, I do kind of smell. I count back
to my last shower and I cringe. I’m a two-shower-a-day kind of man, but honest
to fuck, I think it’s been about four since I had my last one. Every single day
has been a blur since I dropped Brooklyn off at her house.
doesn’t want me, and Christ, I don’t know if I really want her,” I sigh.
stands, leans over, and presses his palms against my desk while he looks down
at me. “You do. I know that you do. I know that you did the moment you locked
eyes on her sweet ass. She’s special, Lucas and a woman like that you do not
let slip through your fingers. Don’t be a fucking asshole, don’t be stubborn.
Be the fucking lion and tackle your goddamn prey.”
Connect with Hayley:
I was born and raised in a small farming town in California.
I met my husband when I was 16 and he was 19. We married four years later and
have two little boys! We lived in Oregon for a few years while he served in the
US Coast Guard.
Texas is now where we call home, where our boots rest, and
where we’re raising our two little boys and a chocolate lab named Optimus
About COLDER THAN SIN by Toni Anderson (Cold Justice: Crossfire #2)
Hostage Negotiators can talk themselves out of anything—except falling in love.
Top FBI negotiator Quentin Savage is hurled into his worst nightmare when a terrorist attack on a luxury hotel propels him from esteemed keynote speaker to powerless captive.
Haley Cramer is co-owner of a private security firm and prides herself on her independence, but she is shaken to the core when gunmen attack a conference she is attending. She survives, but only because Quentin Savage pretends she’s his wife.
Together Savage and Haley plot their escape from a ragtag army of brutal but efficient thugs while struggling to figure out exactly who the enemy is. Why was the conference attacked, and why was Quentin a specific target?
About COLD & DEADLY by Toni Anderson (Cold Justice: Crossfire #1)
Hostage Negotiators can talk themselves out of anything—except falling in love.
FBI Supervisory Special Agent Dominic Sheridan is an accomplished expert in the Crisis Negotiation Unit. Practiced, professional, used to dealing with high-stake situations under tense conditions, Dominic is a master at manipulating people. Everyone, that is, but the headstrong rookie agent bent on destroying her fledgling career.
As a child, Ava Kanas put her life on the line when the mob executed her father. Now someone has killed her mentor, the man who inspired her to become an FBI agent—and she’s the only one who recognizes it was anything but a tragic accident.
When another agent is murdered and Dominic nearly dies, it becomes obvious a serial killer is targeting the FBI. Together Dominic and Ava search for clues in the investigation, all the while
fighting a forbidden attraction that will complicate everything, especially when the predator sets their sights on Ava.
Toni Anderson is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, RITA® nominee, science nerd, professional tourist, dog lover, gardener, mom. Originally from a small town in England, Toni studied Marine Biology at University of Liverpool (B.Sc.) and University of St. Andrews (Ph.D.) with the intention she’d never be far from the ocean. Well, that plan backfired and she ended up in the Canadian prairies with her biology professor husband, two kids, a rescue dog, and two laid-back leopard geckos. Toni started writing while pregnant with her first child and never stopped. Her greatest achievements are mastering the Tokyo subway, climbing Ben Lomond, snorkeling the Great Barrier Reef, and surviving fourteen Winnipeg winters (fingers crossed). She loves to travel for research purposes and was lucky enough to visit the Strategic Information and Operations Center inside FBI Headquarters in Washington, D.C. in 2016, and she also got to shove another car off the road during pursuit training at the Writer’s Police Academy in Wisconsin. Watch out world!
About ALWAYS WITH YOU by Layla Hagen – available September 10th
Ruling his LA hotel empire through determination and hard work, Reid Davenport is a mystery to many. Despite the media’s interest in him, Reid steers clear of the limelight–until his life is broadcast in the tabloids, endangering not only his privacy, but that of his parents and his little sister.
He’d do anything to protect them…except listen to the fiery and intelligent PR pro, who’s as beautiful as she is tempting. Every time she walks into his office, he fantasizes about bending her over his desk and kissing her. Every time she smiles at him, he wants to pull her closer and not let go.
Hailey Connor doesn’t take on uncooperative clients. But the second she meets Reid, she’s compelled to stay and help, even if she must fight his own broody ass to do it. He’s bossy, demanding and so sinfully alluring that she knows she’s in over her head. Reid may be infuriating, but when he talks about his family, she can’t help but melt a little.
With every kiss, they grow closer. With every touch, they fall deeper. They’re opposites…yet perfect matches. But when their different worlds collide, will it tear them apart or bring them together?
Title: Don’t Game Me Author: Zoe Forward Genre: Contemporary Romance
Becca Harrison is screwed. She never intended to get involved in
an illegal eGaming scheme. The notorious Symphis demands she steal financial
information from her brother’s gaming company. Refusal isn’t an option. To do
the gamelord’s bidding she must get close—very close—to her brother’s best
friend and business partner, Jake Allen. The man she’s burned for since she was
in high school.
Jake Allen has been called many things. Sexiest video game CEO. Bad-boy.
Player. The last thing he wants is to live up to his reputation with his
business partner’s sister when Becca propositions he be her wedding hook-up.
He’s wanted her forever, but the Harrisons are the only real family he’s ever
known. One night between the sheets could ruin everything for him.
winning author, Zoe Forward is a hopeless romantic who can’t decide between
paranormal and contemporary romance. So, she writes both. Her novels have won numerous
awards including the Prism, Readers’ Choice Heart of Excellence, Golden Quill,
Carolyn Readers Choice Award, and the Booksellers’ Best Award.
she’s not typing at her laptop, she’s cheering her son on at baseball, chasing
after the toddler or cleaning up the newest pet mess from the menagerie that
occupies her house. She’s a board-certified veterinarian. You can ask her about
your pet’s problem, but be warned she’s into integrative medicine so her answer
might involve treatments you’ve never heard of.
madly in love with her globe trotting conservation ecologist husband and she’s
happiest when he returns to their home base.