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Title: Forward Progress
Series: Men of Fall #1
Author: S.R. Grey
Genre: Sports Romance/Romantic Comedy
Release Date: January 7, 2019
Meet Graham Tettersaw, former star quarterback. He blew his first shot at success, but now he has a second chance at playing football . . . and at having a life. Graham’s not about to squander this new opportunity with a rising team. No way. They’re about to make his dreams come true, even If they did just add a weird clause that he’s supposed to pretend some random chick is his girlfriend. Whatever. Teams can be weird about stuff. But Graham can play along. After all, it’s all about forward progress. In football, getting the ball down the field and scoring is goal number one. Life isn’t all that much different. That’s why Graham is hoping to do some scoring of his own off the field. Especially when he finds out the pretend girlfriend the team has picked out for him, Eden Vetterly, is beyond hot. But it’s not all about sex. Graham really likes Eden. And she likes him too—a lot. Too bad the team just changed all the rules. Forward Progress is the first book in the new Men of Fall series, where football meets romance.
“I’ve read a lot of fake girlfriend/boyfriend romances, but Forward Progress stood out amongst them all to me.” - Cranky - The Book Curmudgeon
“This was a great start to the series and I cannot wait to see what S.R.Grey has in store for the Men of Fall.” - Erin Lewis
“Sweetness overload with some wonderful swoon and drama to keep you on your toes come together in this sexy football romance!” - Red Hatter Book Blog
S.R. Grey is an Amazon Top 30 Bestselling Author and a #1 Barnes & Noble Bestselling Author. Check out her newest bestselling Boys of Winter hockey rom-com series. Each is a complete standalone novel, but the characters are interconnected and may pop up anywhere.
Ms. Grey's novels have appeared on multiple Amazon Bestseller Lists, including the Top 100 several times. She is also a Top 100 Bestselling Author on iTunes.
Title: Hacked Hearts
Author: Jade Webb
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Published: December 12, 2018
“Hacked Hearts give you intrigue and such a sweet romance!” ~ The Red Hatter Book Blog
“... filled with action, suspense, humor, romance, and is an emotional roller coaster throughout.” ~ Wendy’s Book Blog
“... a smooth perfect balance between suspense and romance.” ~ Goodreads Review
A ten million dollar problem.
There’s a bounty on her head and some really shady people are hoping for a big payout when they find her.
The only problem is she has no idea who wants her, or why.
So she enlists the help of the one person in this world who can help her: Diego Medina, journalist wonderkin and notorious playboy. And when he chooses to ignore her pleas for help, Mia resorts to … a more creative Plan B. After all, desperate times call for desperate measures, right?
But the one thing Mia didn’t realize is that by hacking her way into Diego’s life, she also may have hacked her way into his heart.
I am a lover of romance novels that feature strong heroines who know that the loves that may come into their lives are always the icing, and never the cake.
I have loved romance novels since I was a teen, sneaking them into my Bible studies at my all-girls Catholic school. I love strong heroines who know that the men that may come into their lives are always the icing, and never the cake.
Thanks to my own marriage, I have learned that the challenges of life can only help to make love stronger and I am grateful to my partner for embodying all the magic that love can offer.
When I am not writing or dreaming up new love stories, I am working in a retirement community outside of Boston that provides me with enough writing material for ten lifetimes.
You know what they say: if you don’t have a weird roommate, you are the weird roommate.
I tip the contents of my laundry basket out on my bed and reach to turn up the volume on my speakers. My ‘Putting Clothes Away’ playlist—which features a lot of Adam Levine—is currently blasting out of the surround system. Along with my vintage record player, the speaker set is probably the only thing of value in my tiny, stuffy, and currently sweltering bedroom.
“Try to tell you no, ‘cause I’m busy folding up this dress. Try to tell you stop, ‘cause my laundry is all still a mess.”
The towel starts slipping off my head as I nod along to the beat of my improvised lyrics. I straighten it back in place and glance at the rest of my outfit—a ribbed green tank top, faded pink I’m-Down-To-My-Last-Pair-And-Desperate granny panties, and a Korean cloth face mask complete with nostril holes that makes me look like Voldemort had drunk sex with a mannequin.
Yeah, no way I’m the weird roommate.
Title: The Ex Effect
Author: Karla Sorensen
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: December 5, 2018 Cover Design: Najla Qamber Designs
The headline could write itself:
Matthew Hawkins, star defensive end, comes out of retirement to play for the Washington Wolves.
Which is perfectly fine by Ava Baker—it makes her job as publicist for the team easier.
There’s only two problems. This particular football player was her first crush.
The bigger problem: Matthew Hawkins was once engaged to her older sister.
It’s been ten years since Ava has seen Matthew. He’s bigger, better looking, and best of all—completely single. Despite his history with her sister, the attraction between Ava and Matthew isn’t so one-sided anymore.
It’s hot enough to burn down the entire city of Seattle.
But this headline is far more complicated to write. And not just for the press or what it means for her family— because once her heart is involved, there’s no predicting the ending.
Well, let’s see ... I’m a wife and a mother. If the things that I write bring a smile to someone's face, then I've done my job. I am obsessed with Outlander (both the books and the show). I’m almost exclusively a romance reader, which means some people will never consider me a literary snob. If I could meet one historical figure, it would be Jane Austen. I received my Bachelors in Public Relations and worked in health care marketing before I had my babies. I hate Twitter. I do it, but I hate it. Also, if you want to get on my good side, bring me wine and I'll love you forever.
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But then…footsteps. Headed her way. She hopped away from the door and looked frantically around the room. Nope, still nowhere to hide.
Oh, God. I am so busted.
Only one day of breaking the building’s No Pets rule and now she was going to have to find her best friend another place to live.
Yep. I’m so totally screwed.
Her heart decided it wanted out of this hot mess and went for the escape hatch up her throat, but lodged there as the door opened.
Max stood there. Just Max.
They stared at each other for a long moment before she leaned to the side to peer around him. No Super lurking in the halls. No nosy neighbors. No animal control person threatening to take away the dog. They were alone.
“I took care of it,” he said.
Gina did her best to swallow her heart back into its rightful place in her chest as she stared at him. “What does that mean?”
His mouth tilted at one corner. “I didn’t dump their bodies in the river, if that’s what you’re thinking.”
Ha. Ha. Now the man was a comedian. She waited for a real answer.
Max shrugged. “I told them I tripped and fell, then I sent them on their way.”
The guy had been in the middle of yelling at her, or his silently fuming version of it. Why on earth would he cover for her?
For the second time that night, she got the distinct impression he was trying not to smile, despite how his expression didn’t change at all, other than a sardonically lifted eyebrow. Her expression must’ve reflected the combination of incredulity, relief, and suspicion that was going on inside her.
“You’re welcome, by the way,” he added.
Gina squeezed the dog close to her chest, stroking its soft fur for comfort. “Thank you,” she acknowledged belatedly.
“Your secret is safe with me…for now.”
Damn. She should’ve known her head was still on the chopping block. “What do you mean, for now?”
“I took care of it, but if you want me to keep taking care of it, I need something from you.”
Yup. Here came the axe. Gina edged away, nerves and disappointment both dogging her steps. Hottie McBlackmailer turned out to be a perv. She lifted her chin. “I’m not sleeping with you.”
Max crossed his arms, and she swallowed at the sight of defined muscles under the fine material of his shirt. “I don’t want sex.”
She stopped scooting back and eyed him, trying to determine how serious he was. “No?”
Max slammed her with a charming smile, one that softened the harsher lines of his face and had her stomach fluttering in response. However, like in the hall earlier, his blue-eyed gaze remained distant, and she didn’t quite trust that I-have-my-own-agenda light in his eyes.
“No,” he said. “I want you to pretend to be my girlfriend.”
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Title: Confessions of a Chatterbox
Series: Confessions Series #2
Author: Abigail Davies
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: November 8, 2018
Confession One: I was a self-confessed chatterbox.
Words were my best friend.
They loved me almost as much as I loved my pajamas and unwashed hair.
Confession Two: I hated outside people.
I was happiest sitting on my sofa, my favorite show in the background,
and my laptop open while I worked.
Being my own boss was freaking awesome.
So why the heck had I accepted this new teaching job on campus?
Going back to the sunny state was the last thing I wanted to do.
It was only meant to be for one day—one talk.
But life had a funny way at throwing you for a loop.
Confession Three: I was the best secret keeper.
It was ironic considering I never stopped talking.
But I’d do anything for my best friend.
Confession Four: I’d never met anyone like him.
He was different, but not in the way that everyone else viewed him.
He made my heart stutter and my breath catch.
But worst of all, he made my words disappear.
Abigail Davies grew up with a passion for words, storytelling, maths, and anything pink. Dreaming up characters—quite literally—and talking to them out loud is a daily occurrence for her. She finds it fascinating how a whole world can be built with words alone, and how everyone reads and interprets a story differently. Now following her dreams of writing, Abigail has found the passion that she always knew was there. When she’s not writing: she’s a mother to two daughters who she encourages to use their imagination as she believes that it’s a magical thing, or getting lost in a good book. If she’s doing neither of those things, you can be sure she’s surfing the web buying new makeup, clothes, or binge watching another show as she becomes one with her sofa.
Title: Pixie Cut
Series: The Sublime #5
Author: Julia Wolf
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: October 18, 2018
She's a busy lawyer whose life has just been flipped upside down. He's an ex-soldier whose heart has just been broken. They're perfect strangers, and now they're roommates too.
Sometimes I'm a hot mess. There's no debating that. But I'm trying to get my life together, starting with my fixer upper house.
How did I end up with a tall, devilishly handsome Israeli roommate? I couldn't actually tell you. Avi steamrolled into my life, and I kind of liked it.
He's a flirt, but we have a contract and rule number one is no sex. Which is a good thing, because as attractive as he is, he's just putting his broken heart back together, and I'm not looking to be his rebound.
Only it seems our contract isn't worth the pink highlighter and paper it's written on since Avi's never met a rule he didn't want to break.
"Julia lives in Maryland with her patient husband and three crazy beautiful kids. When she's not writing, momming, or watching Real Housewives, she's reading a book. Julia's a lover of all things romance. From sweet, to funny, to steamy, to so dirty you'll blushing for days, she reads (and writes!) it all."
Title: Labors of a Hero: A Fairytale Fantasy
Author: Billie Dale
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: October 19, 2018 Available on Kindle Unlimited
I turned zero possibility into firefighting hero.
Now life’s pretty simple.
After all, with classic good looks,
I'm one of Farawayville's most eligible bachelors.
But when a sassy little ER nurse enters my life, everything gets a lot more complicated.
My new goal? To get into her heart, and her pants.
She challenges me with 12, yes 12, labors to prove I’m worthy of her time.
The quest of a lifetime, for one freaking date seems ridiculous.
But one look in those eyes, and I'm all in, and hellbent in turning one date into forever.
*Inspired by Hercules
**Each book in The Fairytale Fantasy Series is a stand alone romantic comedy with slap stick humor and holy moly craziness.
Not knowing if I’d ever see her, hold her, touch her or hear her sexy voice pass through those plump pink lips again gave me insight to how a future without would be.
While my thoughts have taken me to hell and back, she’s drifted off to sleep, her slow subtle movements lull me into a restless sleep of my own.
Through a haze of water, I see her but it’s not her physical form, it’s a reflection of who she is and she’s washing away from me. She sinks into a sea of other lost souls. I dive deeper and further until the water presses on my lungs, it’s painful to hold my breath. My head’s growing light, my body begs for oxygen, but I must reach her. She needs me to get her to safety. On the last thread of my existence, I reach out plucking her misty form from the dark, reeling it into me but it’s too late I’ve withered away in the ocean of death and it’s consumed me too. As my heart pumps its last beat a line in the universe snaps sending my pulse soaring once again while my body shines with a golden light. I push, kicking my way to the top with her clutched in my arms busting through the wet surface.
A searing pain in my heart snaps me awake, drenched in sweat to realize it was a dream, she’s still with me.
The feel of your soul finding its match, knowing you can but don’t want to take another lung full of air in a world where this person isn’t in your everyday fills my insides. Call me a pussy, take away my man-card, I don’t care. For all my brains, brawn and manliness I would offer my essence straight to Hades himself to devote the rest of my days to this woman.
Billie Dale lives in no-where middle earth. Lost in a small village in the Midwest with four kids, three animals and an amazing, word inspiring book boyfriend worthy husband.
Crazy Scottish Love
However, the peaceful sound of the wind and seagulls as Donella enjoyed the enchanting sight didn’t last. Something smacked her on the side of the head. She lost her balance and fell on her ass.
After a string of profanities that would no doubt earn her a scolding later on, Donella slowly sat up and touched the side of her head. Looking at her fingers, there wasn’t any blood.
A Scottish male voice she didn’t recognize shouted, “Are you all right?”
Donella looked in the direction of the sound. A tall guy with short, reddish-brown hair rushed toward her.
Before she could do more than open her mouth, a large black and white dog dashed past the man and stopped in front of her. He promptly put his nose to her privates.
He bumped and sniffed around, reminding her why she preferred cats. Sure, both sniffed butts, but at least with cats they sniffed other cats and left her lower body well enough alone.
The dog rose its head, a bright green ball in its mouth. The dog dashed back toward the man and dropped it at his feet.
She’d found her attacker. “Is that how you always welcome tourists to the island? By pelting them with hard balls and knocking them on their butts?”
The corner of the man’s ticked up. “Well, to be fair, only a tourist would be dressed like that. So you would be an easy target for anyone who was out to find them.”
She wasn’t embarrassed about her yoga pants and T-shirt. A combined thirteen-hour plane ride wasn’t meant to be a fashion show. “I’ll make sure to mention how the locals hit tourists and insult their attire on my online review.”
He shrugged a shoulder. “I doubt you’ll do so. After all, it would affect everyone on the island, and I don’t think you’d want that.”
Before she could ask how he knew she wouldn’t, a little girl of about six or seven peeked her brown-haired head out from behind the guy and stepped to the side, holding one of those ball-tossing things dog owners liked to use. She glanced up at the man. “Should I say sorry? I didn’t mean to hit her.”
Donella suddenly felt like an ass. She wasn’t the best person with kids, but from her own childhood, she knew full well how mini-disasters could happen without warning.
The man placed a hand on the little girl’s shoulder. “I’d apologize to Donnie now or you’ll have to face old Mrs. Spencer later.”
The girl’s eyes widened, but Donella focused on the man’s revelations. “How do you know who I am?”
“Putting aside how your gran’s been going on about your visit for weeks, this isn’t the first time we’ve met.” He bowed his head. “Robbie Campbell, at your service.”
A memory from twenty years ago, of her being stranded on a tiny slip of land with water on one side and a small cliff behind her, came rushing back. She pointed a finger. “You. You’re the reason the police and fire brigade had to rig a harness and rescue me.”
He put up a hand. “Don’t blame me. You were the annoying ten-year-old following me around all summer. Everyone around here with good sense knows not to go out there when the tide’s about to come in.”
Donella narrowed her eyes. “Local knowledge that relies on ‘good sense’ only works if you live here. You should’ve known that and warned me.”
Again, he shrugged one shoulder. “I was almost thirteen and assumed I was king of the world at that point. Besides, an American always on my heels was a nuisance. My mates teased nonstop and I wanted it to end. Stranding you during high tide did the trick.”
She growled. “I could’ve drowned.”
“But you didn’t. Who do you think called the authorities to rescue you?”
Donella searched her mind for a good come back. They never came when she needed one.
Before she could even sputter something halfway witty, the little girl asked, “Why are you angry at my daddy?”
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