The first rule of office romance is don’t do it—especially if your dream is to hold the anchor spot on the nightly news and your boss is trying to get you fired.
But one look at Cade Hill, the sexy new sports director, and uptight reporter Rebecca Fieldstone is daydreaming about other things.
Sex in his office…
Sex in the on-set kitchen…
Sex in the supply closet…
She can’t stop thinking about the former NFL quarterback and how perfect he’d look between her sheets—except he’s an arrogant jerk with a huge… ego.
He’s the last guy she’d ever have a one-night stand with.
Cade Hill draws a thick professional line on office romance—until it comes to the hyper-focused Rebecca. He wants her, and he gets his wish when a chance encounter has them having the hottest sex of their lives.
It’s just a hook-up, she says.
When can we do it again? he says.
With Rebecca determined to keep Cade in the friend zone, it’s going to be an uphill battle for Cade to convince her he’s the last guy she’ll ever want.
THE LAST GUY is the first white-hot CONTEMPORARY ROMANTIC COMEDY from Wall Street Journal bestselling author Ilsa Madden-Mills and Tia Louise. It features Fireball-fueled hookups, Doritos Locos Tacos, attack monkeys, toddlers in tiaras, and one fabulous drag queen. Prepare for frantic clicking (or page flipping!) and smoking-hot sexytimes all the way to the out-of-this-world happily-ever-after.
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Nothing good comes after the third date.
See, date three is the crucial point when things get real, which is exactly why I bounce out the door, twiddling my fingers at whatever poor boy I’ve left behind. Because if I stick around, one of three things will happen: he’ll profess his undying love, he gets weird and stalky, or I’ll go crazy. Like, Sid and Nancy crazy. Like, chase-him-through-the-streets-begging-him-to-love-me crazy.
Seriously, it’s better for everyone this way.
So when I meet Bodie, I figure it’ll be the same as it ever was. It doesn’t matter that he doesn’t put a single string on me. Doesn’t matter that he’s funny and smart and jacked and can play my body like a grand piano. Because even though I’m built for love, love has only carved me up like a Christmas ham.
Resistance is something I can only hang on to for so long, and he has persistence in spades. But my heart isn’t as safe as I want to believe, and neither is his. And the second I ignore my cardinal rule is the second I stand to lose him forever.
She glanced behind me, twiddling her fingers, presumably at Jude and Phil. “So, you’re a twin, huh?”
I nodded and took a sip of my Maker’s as “Rock the Casbah” kicked off, and everyone around us started bouncing and dancing. “Since birth.”
She laughed. “What a win for the universe that there would be two of you.”
“Double your pleasure, double your fun.”
That caught her off guard, and her bottom lip slipped between her teeth as a flush rose on her cheeks.
Just like that, I had one objective, and it began and ended with her lips.
“Although I should tell you now,” I stepped closer, slipping into her space, and her eyes widened, pupils dilating as she leaned into me, “I don’t like to share.”
The tip of her pink tongue darted out to wet her lips, and her eyes were locked onto my mouth.
“Are you thinking about kissing me?” I asked.
She shook her head, though her eyes didn’t stray. “No, I’m thinking about what your dick looks like.”
I laughed from way down deep in my belly, shocked in the best way and turned on in the worst. And as the ocean of people waved around us, she rose up on her tiptoes, grabbed a handful of my T-shirt, and pulled.
I caught the smallest breath — a surprised, satisfied gasp — just before our lips met, and fireworks exploded in my brain. The kiss wasn’t soft or sweet; it was strong and determined, those red, red lips pressing against mine, opening to let me into her hot mouth, her tongue finding mine like she’d been looking for it her whole life.
The surprise left me as quickly as it had hit, and I leaned into her, my free arm winding around her back to press her body against mine. There wasn’t an inch of space between us, and all the while, our mouths worked each other’s in a long dance that left my heart chugging like a freight train in my chest.
She pulled away, her lips swollen and eyes lust-drunk as they met mine and held them while she kicked back her drink and grabbed my hand.
“Let’s get the fuck out of here,” she said.
And I smirked, breathless. “Your place or mine?”
Staci has been a lot of things up to this point in her life — a graphic designer, an entrepreneur, a seamstress, a clothing and handbag designer, a waitress. Can’t forget that. She’s also been a mom, with three little girls who are sure to grow up to break a number of hearts. She’s been a wife, though she’s certainly not the cleanest, or the best cook. She’s also super, duper fun at a party, especially if she’s been drinking whiskey.
From roots in Houston to a seven year stint in Southern California, Staci and her family ended up settling somewhere in between and equally north, in Denver. They are new enough that snow is still magical. When she’s not writing, she’s reading, sleeping, gaming, or designing graphics.
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(Notus Motorcycle Club, #1)
Publication date: May 30th 2017
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense
Identical twin sisters move to St. John’s, Oregon, buy Vavoom’s Bar, and purposely put themselves into the path of Notus Motorcycle Club.
Burdened by a deep, dark secret, Clara has to be careful because one wrong step, one wrong word, could land her and Gracie in prison. Her need to stay close to the motorcycle club members backfire when Wayne Shaw throws her heart into a tailspin. There is more to the possessive biker than she originally thought. Cornered and out of options, she can only go forward and hope Wayne protects her.
Wayne Shaw splits his time between working at Port Loaders, searching for missing persons in partnership with the local police department, and keeping Notus Motorcycle Club together in hopes a brother will come home. Skilled at finding clues normal people miss, he has no trouble telling the new owners of Vavoom’s apart. He only wants Clara.
When a little girl goes missing, followed by a teenager disappearing, Wayne’s need to keep Clara safe while searching for a serial killer gets tested…until he’s no longer sure who is the hunted and who is the hunter.
Wayne placed the dishes in the sink, shut off the lights, and guided her to the stairs. Halfway up the steps, he stopped. “Kings of Leon.”
He looked at her. “The group that does the song you were humming. Sex on Fire.”
She laughed and smacked his arm. “No way.”
“Swear it.” He kissed her quickly and chuckled.
She shook with laughter all the way to his bedroom. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined Wayne, president of Notus MC, teasing her or so fun to be around. The normal awkwardness of first-time sex with another person never showed up. Everything that had to do with him seemed almost too perfect.
A phone beeped in Wayne’s back pocket, and two seconds later the doorbell rang. She dropped his hand and stood beside the bed.
“Hang on a second. I need to answer the door.” He kept his eyes on the screen of his phone and walked out of the room.
She followed him to the bedroom doorway and stopped. He’d gone downstairs.
In her sight, Wayne opened the front door at the bottom of the stairs. Glen walked inside. Clara stepped back planning to crawl into bed and give Wayne privacy when Glen said, “A girl is missing.”
A chill crawled up her spine. She stepped forward, staying out of sight.
Debra Kayn is published by Grand Central Publishing, Simon & Schuster Publishing, Carina Press – Harlequin Enterprises Limited, and repped by agent, Stephany Evans of FinePrint Literary Management. She has well over forty contemporary novels available worldwide where heroes and heroines come from the most unlikely characters.
She lives with her family in the Bitterroot Mountains of beautiful Northern Idaho where she enjoys the outdoors, the four seasons, and small-town living.
Xander Dixon was my best friend.
Loyal and dependable.
A brave warrior.
A permanent presence in my life until that fateful day he boarded a plane headed overseas.
Xander’s unwelcome silence haunted me for three years…
Until he suddenly resurfaces.
Blinded by misplaced fury.
Trapped in a pool of darkness.
Unable to escape the perpetual pain.
Debilitatingain is all I feel as I attempt to keep my emotions in check. Saying goodbye to my best friend was never a thought I entertained. Now it’s my reality.
“Wills.” His voice takes on a pleading tone as he stares into my tear filled eyes. “Please don’t make this harder for me than it already is.” He continues to look at me as the saltwater drips down my cheeks.
“I’m sorry, X, but you have no idea how difficult life will be here without you.” I can’t catch my breath as the hysteria threatens to take over. I try to take deep inhales between puffs of pitiful exhales.
He presses his forehead to mine and I don’t think he understands how much that involuntary, ingrained move means to me at that moment. Xander is one of the greats and I’m about to lose him.
“Promise me,” I begin in a begging voice. “Swear to me that you’ll come back and everything will be the same.”
“Willow Shae, I could never stay away from you longer than necessary, so you don’t even have to ask. But yes, I promise and swear I will be back as soon as possible to return to our regularly scheduled friendship.”
With that remark, he has me cracking a smile. Even through the tears. Gosh, I will miss this man.
“Will you write me? Does that sound cheesy? I see it in all the old time movies and I always wanted to say it.” Maybe it is the dreamy lilt to my voice that has his lips quirking into a smile.
“Wills, I will write you every chance I get and I expect the same. Now, give me a hug that means everything you feel because I won’t see you for at least a year.” His eyebrows crease with that devastating blow, even though I’d heard that timeline before. I can tell he’s still very worried about how I’m feeling based on the telling nonverbal cues radiating off him.
We embrace easily, like so many times before, yet this is different. His hands linger on my hips before settling on the middle of my back. His breath holds until he blows it slowly across my neck. His eyes find my gaze like he had more to say than his voice would allow. I indulge these rare affections and give a few curve balls of my own.
“I’ll miss you every day, Xander. I will never go a single moment without a thought of you. Best friend or not, you mean more to me than any other person in this world. Please be careful. I will be waiting for you.” I pull away before he’s able to reply. I can’t stand to further delay this inevitable separation.
Xander looks down at me once more before picking up his pack and hoisting it over his shoulder. Then he tosses out the toughest blow ever dealt.
“When I am having a bad day, or we get into brutal battle, or a friend gets hurt, or… just something awful happens, I will think of your smile because it always makes me happy.”
Then he turns and walks toward the airline gate.
This was it. I have to tell him. It is now or never. As he passes through the threshold, I gain my courage.
“Xander!” I scream. He turns around immediately and looks startled by my outburst. It’s then I realize he had planned to keep walking until I called out. I can’t lay out my heart then just watch him leave.
Instead of telling him exactly how I feel, I blow him a kiss. Maybe for good luck or maybe for all the kisses I wish we had actually shared. He catches it and smiles. Then continues on his way.
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War & Peace Series #6
by K. Webster
Publication Date: April 18, 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Dark Romance
***This is the sixth book in the series. First five books must be read in order to fully understand this story line.***
The king in my world fell and a new one slid into place.
He wasn’t just.
He wasn’t FAIR.
He was cruel and hateful and twisted.
But I had this black king figured out.
Or so I thought.
The game became complicated because my black king had some new moves and one of those involved my heart. Hope trickled in for the briefest of moments.
That is, until my black king and my heart sided against me. Those two didn’t play FAIR. They used me as their pawn in a bigger game—a game I didn’t know how to play.
The laws changed. I didn’t play by their rules anymore, for the queen makes up her own.
I am not a pawn.
I am not theirs to use and abuse.
I belong to nobody.
There are new players on the board and they don’t play FAIR either. But the white king does know how to treat his queen. And together, they will make them pay.
All’s FAIR in love and war, right?
Definitely not this time.
This Isn’t Fair, Baby is a dark romance. Extreme sexual themes and violence, which could trigger emotional distress, are found in this story. If you are sensitive to dark themes, then this story is not for you.
K Webster is the author of dozens romance books in many different genres including contemporary romance, historical romance, paranormal romance, and erotic romance. When not spending time with her husband of twelve years and two adorable children, she’s active on social media connecting with her readers.
Her other passions besides writing include reading and graphic design. K can always be found in front of her computer chasing her next idea and taking action. She looks forward to the day when she will see one of her titles on the big screen.
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Seoafin “Finnie” Wilde was taught by her parents that every breath was a treasure and to seek every adventure she could find. And she learns this lesson the hard way when they perish in a plane crash. But she never forgets and when she discovers there is a parallel universe where every person has a twin, she finds a witch who can send her there so she can have the adventure of a lifetime.
But upon arrival in the Winter Wonderland of Lunwyn, she realizes she’s been played by her twin and finds herself walking down the aisle to be wed to The Drakkar.
Thrown into inauspicious circumstances, with years of practice, Finnie bests the challenges and digs into her adventure. But as Frey Drakkar discovers the woman who is his new wife is not Princess Sjofn, a woman he dislikes but instead, his Finnie, a free-spirit with a thirst for venture just like him, without her knowledge he orders his new bride bound to his frozen world, everlasting.
But at the same time Frey plunges Finnie into a web of political intrigue that includes assassination plots, poison, magic, mystery and… dragons.
Let me tell you, I was hesitant to read this series, I owned them for a while and just never picked them up until one day I was staking Ms. Ashley (as usual) and saw a post about her newest installment and I became intrigued.
BEST. DECISION. EVER! I mean holy moly! I have read this entire series twice since I decided to read them and I still cannot get enough!
Ok so about the book….
Kristen Ashley introduces us to Seoafin “Finnie” Wilde and Frey Drakkar (pardon me while I swoon), in this introduction to her Fantasyland series.
Finnie is looking for adventure wherever and whenever she can. She finds out about a parallel universe in which everyone has a twin. She decides what the heck, why not? Her twin in the other world will just take over her life here for a year, she will have her adventure and be back in her own world before she knows it. Too bad her twin is not being completely forth coming and Finnie walks into her own wedding to Frey who is not her biggest fan. In fact, after the ceremony he dumps her in a nasty, dirty hunting cabin and leaves her there!
“Life was meant to be lived, every breath was a gift, every wish was worth taking”
Finnie being Finnie, makes the best of the situation and is determined to have her adventure whether her new husband likes her or not.
But as we all know things are not that easy. This is where the story gets good!
Upon her Frey’s return she sets the record straight about a few things without not tell him who she really is of course. She finds him handsome, if not a bit frightening. So of course she is attracted to him. Frey is attracted to her as well but he does not know the truth about her and once he does EVERYTHING changes.
“Finnie Drakkar, I fell in love with you when you told me you had a rule about dead game on the kitchen table.”
The chemistry between Frey and Finnie is hot and as they get to know one another they hit bumps in the road, especially as Finnie tries to navigate a world that is like her own BUT very different.
One of my favorite things about this book is that Finnie is not broken, she knows what she wants and has plans. She is not afraid to say yes to taking risks. I also find Frey to be an uber alpha with a heart of gold. I loved how Frey referred to Finnie as his “wee wife”. Swoon!
There is murder, mystery, intrigue, drama and of course plenty of sexy time! This book was read in two sittings, only because I have to be an adult now and then, otherwise I would never have put it down.
This story is a MUST read and after writing this review I want to read it AGAIN.
5 PLUS Stars!
***This is book two in the series. It is best if you read book one first to fully understand this couple’s story.***
She hates him and his big head.
He likes her and her big t*ts.
She hates him because she somehow ends up naked every time she sees him.
He likes her because she somehow ends up naked every time he sees her.
She hates him because the big oaf knocked her up with his kid.
He likes her because she’s carrying his child.
She hates the way he gets inside her head.
He likes the way she lets him see glimpses of her heart.
Andie: I hate you.
Roman: I know…but I’m going to change that
We first meet Andie and Roman in Book one Text 2 Lovers, which star Ram, Roman’s younger brother and Dani, Andie’s best friend.
They seem to have a sex only hatership (because it so not a relationship,at least according to Andie) going on until, Andie comes up pregnant and Roman decides the gloves are off and he s playing for keeps.
To be absolutely honest I did not like Andie in T2L. She did however grow on me in this installment. She finally showed some humanity and a vulnerable side that made her seem more real. Dani is her unwavering best friend but even she feels that sometimes Andie has her own head up her a$$.
Roman is all for hot sex with Andie, because well, she is hot and has great tits (his words not mine). He actually likes her and wants a relationship with her but she wall of defense up so high it is actually like hitting his head against said wall.
There is a lot of drama mostly caused by Andie and her insecurities but sometimes it is Roman and his caveman ways as well. Not so much that it detracts from the story but when Andie loses her sh!t, it is HILARIOUS!
This is a laugh out loud take on casual sex that is not so casual that when you sprinkle in some hot and heavy sex scenes and some fun secondary characters and you have yourself the RomCom that 5 stars worthy!
Can’t wait for what K. Webster and J.D. Hollyfield come up with next!
Belle Abbot is pathologically shy and because of this, she’s living a nightmare due to the fact that she’s also a national treasure hounded by the media. James Bennett is known the world over as the perfect catch, handsome, wealthy and the owner of an intimidating castle on a Cornish Cliff, Chy An Als Point.
Belle and James meet and in one night, they fall in love. The problem is, Belle’s dating James’s brother.
As quickly as they fall together, Belle and James are torn apart. Not long after, circumstances throw them back into each other’s lives and they find they were right that first romantic night, they were meant to be.
Even if their families want them together, James’s brother Miles does not. Dogged by a rabid media who are fascinated by their love triangle, as well as Belle’s hidden demons, James and Belle find they have yet another problem to solve. The Point is haunted by the ghosts of two children murdered in the castle. Their murderer will stop at nothing to keep their souls tethered to The Point instead of letting them live eternity with their mother and father.
Belle is determined to find her courage and help them and she enlists her loopy mother, loopier grandmother, James’s even loopier ex-girlfriend and the dubious (but talented) team of rock ‘n’ roll witch Cassandra McNabb and Scottish ghost hunter extraordinaire Angus McPherson to help the children find their way back home.
I have reread this book for the third time so in doing I think it is obvious I enjoy it. When I first read it I did not like Belle at all, I thought she was too weak to be a Kristen Ashley heroine. However, after reading it again and again, I like that she starts off meek. It shows her growth as a character and shows her vulnerabilities. It shows that even people who do extraordinary things can have self esteem issues but given the right person to trust to be safe they can feel free to be more themselves.
Jack/James and his brother Miles were strong characters that I was intrigued by and the story of their rivalry and the depth of sadness that ensconced them, made me feel love for them, even when I hated them.
The secondary characters in this series are hilarious and make for good comic relief and at times, some very needed moral and emotional support.
“You’re fooling around with my daughter while there are ghosts in the house!”
This story is much like the other series in the book, but as a constant reader (and rereader) of KA I can say many of her backdrops and backstories are similar but not the same. I think the difference comes from the emotion that she evokes with each character individually. The places she takes us.
I would recommend to those that like KA and to those that have enjoyed the other books in this series. It is a true standalone with only interconnecting secondary characters.
On a side note: I hope we get more McPherson stories! (HINT HINT)
A forced sentence leads to a reckless passion…….
When my husband walked out on me over a year ago, it devastated me. When the divorce papers came, it killed me. When we had to sell our house, it broke me.
But then he moved in with his new flavor of the month and told our daughter his new woman wasn’t into children. That pissed me off.
Now Riley feels abandoned, and I can’t make it better; no matter how hard I try. I’m desperate to help her adjust to the loss of a male figure in her life. The companion program that matches adults up with children who have loneliness and abandonment issues is my last hope.
The counselors tell me he’s doing community service hours, and I ask to sit in on his meetings with Riley. The minute I see him astride the matte black Harley, I know neither my nor Riley’s life will ever be the same again.
Community Service. Two words I should be thankful for, but I’m not. I resent the hours it’s away from building my business. The two previous kids I’d been paired up with didn’t work out because their mothers were more interested in getting in my bed. This next match with a little girl is my last hope. Unless this kid works out, I’m destined to serve time.
When they push her into the room wearing pink converse with a black dress, her crazy curls barely held back by the barrette in her hair, and studious glasses on her face, I can tell she’s scared – of new people, of change, of being pushed aside. Something inside of me breaks, and I want this girl to feel wanted again.
What I’m unprepared for is meeting her mom. The second our hands touch, there are fireworks, bright lights, and a picture of the future I could one day have. The future I’ve never allowed myself to wish for.
Community service becomes more than a chore, more than time I resent for being taken away from me. In the months that follow, I realize they’re just like me: they’ve been abandoned, left behind by the world, forgotten by those who should love them.
Thanks to the one last hope in both our lives – we found the light in the darkness we’d been searching for.
Trick meets Hadley and her daughter Riley during his time doing community service. He knows he screwed up but he is paying his debt to society.
Hadley and Riley have been abandoned by Philip, Riley’s father and because of that they both have serious issues.
This is a story of taking chances and learning how to overcome your past.
I loved that even though Hadley was tough and independent she was not pigheaded and stubborn. She was willing to concede some of her independence so that Trick could make headway into her heart.
Trick was guarded but he really felt an instant connection with Riley. Her mother was hot, so hanging out with Riley wasn’t going to be a complete hardship. Trick found himself feeling for the first time ever and Hadley found she wanted a man even though she doesn’t need one.
There is chemistry from their first meeting and it is a slow burn that explodes when it finally ignites.
There was some repetition of phrases and the constant self doubt on both sides did get kinda annoying. There were a few editing errors thankfully not enough to distract from the story but enough to make me have reread a sentence to make it make sense. Otherwise I would have given this 4.5 stars.
Very enjoyable read. I would recommend to anyone who liked reformed bad boys and single mom stories.