Thursday, April 20, 2017

Merrily in Love by Melissa West

by Melissa West
Genre: Contemporary Romance

Pub Date: 11/7/2017

The Littleton brothers are as much a part of Crestler’s Key as the sun and surf, living the single life without a care. But love has a way of changing even the most determined bachelor’s mind.

Brady Littleton has left his reckless youth behind to become a man his brothers can count on. When the family dive shop needs to expand, he’s got the answer: buy the Christmas shop next door. Except the retiring owner’s goddaughter, Kylie Waters, has come back to town. She was Brady’s first kiss—his first everything—and she doesn’t want to sell. He’s got a solution to that too. Whoever makes the most sales by Christmas Day can take over the shop, fair and square.

Kylie resolved to put the youngest, wildest Littleton brother out of her head when he abruptly ended their relationship years ago. But the steady, gorgeous man he’s become is impossible to ignore. Especially once reminiscing leads to a kiss as hot and heady as mulled wine. Their deal means that one of them is going to lose out on a dream…unless Christmas Day brings the gift of a sweet, surprising second chance.

Melissa West writes heartfelt Southern romance and teen sci-fi romance, all with lots of kissing. Because who doesn't like kissing? She lives outside of Atlanta, GA, with her husband and two daughters and spends most of her time writing, reading, or fueling her coffee addiction.

Absolution by Avelyn Paige


Model: Darren Birks
Photographer: Darren Birks
Cover Designer:  The Final Wrap


You can’t outrun your past, a mistake I learned the hard way.

Stripped of my innocence in the middle of the Californian desert, I waited for death. 
Then he appeared.
My vengeful angel. 

He’s everything I’m not.
He’s everything I want.
He’s everything I can never have.


I will not let my past define me.

Abandoned by my mother as a child, I would be dead if it weren’t for Jagger. He took me into the Heaven’s Rejects and saved my life. 
Now I want to save hers.

The superficial cuts and bruises on her delicate skin, don’t compare to the pain lurking in her heart.
The pain I want to save her from.
Somehow, I will find a way to get through to her.

Come hell or high water, she will be mine.

Avelyn Paige is a born and raised Indiana girl. While she may be a Hoosier by birth, she is a Boilermaker by choice. Boiler Up! She resides in a sleepy little town in Indiana with her husband and three crazy pets. Avelyn spends her days working as a cancer research scientist and her nights sipping moonshine while writing and book reviewing. Avelyn loves everything paranormal, Cajun culture, and wants to try tornado chasing as a hobby when she finally grows up. She just has to get over that pesky fear of thunderstorms first. Avelyn also enjoys collecting voodoo dolls from her trips to New Orleans.


Seducing Sarah: The Educator by Ami LeCoeur

Seducing Sarah - Book 3: The Educator: Scott

Ami LeCoeur
When Sarah's best friend Tammy invites her to a brunch, of course she has to go. But little does she expect that the guest of honor will find her as attractive as she finds him.
A psychology professor from the local university, Scott is celebrating the publication of his first book: a psychological thriller. Unlike the guys she's recently dated, he has a more mature approach to life, with interests that range from his passion for dissecting the intricacies of the human mind to appreciating German art.
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This is a six book serial that follows Sarah Pilsner, a successful, young, thirty-something CEO of her own advertising agency. She’s a self-made woman, happy with what she’s achieved, but realizing that being successful has come with a price.
Sarah gets a wake-up call when her secretary’s fiancĂ© sends a beautiful bouquet of flowers and the entire office goes ga-ga. Sarah can’t help but realize that as a workaholic, she has no social life, and no matter how well she’s done with her business, the rewards feel hollow. There is no one in her life to celebrate her successes with, except her best friend Tammy. And Tammy has her own life with Chaz.
Determined to change her status by her birthday, a mere six months away, she decides to step outside her comfort zone and find someone to help share the celebration of her journey and her life. Join Sarah on her journey to discover a life beyond her current state of living with her nose to the grindstone.
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Book 1: The Shutterbug: Jimmy

Book 2: The Body: Tony

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Book 4: The Player - Kris

Here’s what reviewers are saying about the Seducing Sarah series:
“This series has really captivated me! I like reading these short stories about Sarah trying to find love.”
“Ami has a way with drawing you into the story and making the characters feel like friends you have known your whole life. I can't wait to see the journey Sarah is about to go on through this 6-part series.”
“The way Ami writes is just amazing. Sarah is portrayed just like the rest of us 30-somethings… who are out here trying to navigate the dating field. It isn't easy and you sure do have to kiss a lot of toads before you find the one person who just gets you.”
Like most romance writers, Ami LeCoeur is a romantic at heart, but in her heart, it's the classic romanticism of the late 18th and early 19th centuries.
She is a painter, glass artist, and award-winning poet, as well as a writer.
When she isn't traveling, she lives on California's Redwood Coast with her husband and two kitties. She loves her wonderful ocean view, and when the fog comes in - as it always does - she's either curled up with a good book or busy writing.
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BOHERMORE by Jennifer Rose McMahon

Jennifer Rose McMahon
"When your dreams become reality, being cursed can be a real nightmare."
Like a punch in the face, eighteen-year-old Maeve O'Malley's visions knock her off her path. The pirate queen stalking Maeve in her dreams killed her mother years ago and now, the villain is coming for her. Maeve's decision to ditch Boston College takes everyone by surprise as she packs her bags, leaves America, and heads to the west coast of Ireland to chase her dreams – and end them.
Maeve uncovers an ancient family curse that refuses to remain silent until she accepts her predestined role in what many thought was only a legend. Her Irish history professor – a man she shouldn’t be falling for – is the only person who understands the origins of her torment.
Maeve's journey becomes a medieval treasure hunt through Ireland’s castles and ruins as she tracks the wrathful pirate queen who has her marked for vengeance.
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Snippet #1
I peeked over Mom’s headstone. The wind had whipped up without warning, flinging mist and twigs at me like shrapnel, making me squint and shield my face. My hair twisted wildly and my jacket flapped against my body, raising alarm in every nerve. I gripped the top of Mom’s stone, straining to see past the wind, trying to figure out who was out there.
A thick smell of iron coated my throat and I wretched. Blood was in the air, mixed with rage in the violent gusts and fear burst into my heart. I could swear I heard my name swirling in the blasts, sounds of an unknown or dead language, and pressed my hands over my ears to stop it. I fell back, wiping the assault from my face and searched Mom’s stone, eyes wide with panic.
Desperate for a response, I stared into her monument like looking into her safe, nurturing face. I blinked for better clarity, leaning in to it, when somewhere deep in my mind, her voice exploded as she commanded me—
Snippet # 2
In a knee-jerk response to Gram's call, I tripped on zucchini vines and landed at the base of the St. Brendan statue in the middle of the garden, my face nearly hitting it.
“Jesus!” The accusation rang clear. I blamed him for a lot more than nearly breaking my face on one of his anointed ones.
A handmade shelter enclosed the three-foot whitewashed statue of Brendan on three sides. From the back, I couldn’t see the religious icon but knew its every feature by heart: peaceful, bearded face, robe-like clothing, cross in one hand, gesturing to the open expanses with the other. Always mocking me.
He was Brendan the Navigator. A courageous mariner, in search of paradise or the Garden of Eden. My grandmother’s bedtime stories retold St. Brendan’s Voyage, his epic travel to the promised land, a million times, engraving his fearless curiosity onto my soul.
White paint peeled down in delicate rolls from the outer back wall of Brendan’s enclosure, moving my eyes toward its stony base. And there, in the statue’s foundation, was a hidden metal door the size of the long side of a shoebox, with countless coats of paint, rusty hinges, and a small, aged padlock.
My eyes widened. How could a little door be here all this time and I never noticed? I cupped my palm around the lock to inspect its tiny designs: Irish artwork, Celtic-type swirls and knots pulled me in, whispering their secrets too quietly for me to hear.
Snippet # 3
I called out for Rory while holding the back of my sore head. My voice was gone, lost in the chaos, and I tasted the evil bile of dread rising from my belly. Lifting my gaze, the green fields and stone walls came into view—fading in and out of focus.
Then I saw her.
My captain. From my nightmare.
She loomed ahead of me, sword drawn back and dappled with light. Her eyes blazed and her delicate features twisted into a snarl. An avenging angel sent to destroy me.
She raced toward me from within the fort, sword held high, teeth bared on her savage, grief-stricken face. Panic coursed through my veins, freezing me to my spot. In her rage, her long black hair and layered shoal flew around her, giving her the appearance of a goddess; one of destruction and death. She was charging toward me with clear intent to kill.
I froze in place as she came at me, her expression contorted. I braced myself for the heinous blow of her sword but felt only wind. She moved through me like a shiver and continued beyond to the outer point of the fort, her violent intent still clear.
Jennifer Rose McMahon has been creating her Pirate Queen Series since her college days abroad in Ireland. Her passion for Irish legends, ancient cemeteries, and medieval ghost stories has fueled her adventurous story telling, while her husband’s decadent brogue carries her imagination through the centuries. When she’s not in her own world writing about castles and curses, she can be found near Boston in the local coffee shop, yoga studio, or at the beach…most often answering to the name ‘Mom’ by her fab children four.
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