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Claimed by Celeste Jones

Claimed

Celeste Jones

A large black truck hummed into the lot and parked in front of me. Luke practically jumped out before it came to a complete stop. “Is everything okay? Is there something wrong with your hotel room? Do you need me to speak to the manager? Why are you outside?”

Aidan exited the driver’s side and greeted me a little more cordially, then turned to his brother. “Maybe she was just excited to see us.”

If I hadn’t been excited to see them before, I certainly was now. Good heavens, but they were sexy. Crisp shirts, tight jeans and well-worn boots. I felt my nipples harden under my blouse and forced myself not to look down to see if they were announcing my arousal to the world.

“You look beautiful, Cassie,” Luke said, taking my hand and leading me to the passenger side of the truck. He assisted me up into the seat, his hand brushing along my hip as he made sure I got into the truck safely. Once I settled in the middle of the seat, Aidan reached across and buckled me in. Seemed to be a family trait with these two, but I can’t say I minded.

Luke took his place to my right and seemed to spend an inordinate amount of time getting his own seat belt fastened. I’m not sure if he was fumbling or just enjoyed the fact that the latch for his seat belt was next to my rear end, and his fingers seemed to spend a fair amount of time touching my ass.

We hadn’t even gotten out of the parking lot and I was aching with sexual need. I took a deep breath and quickly started talking about anything but my womanly desires.

“Before we go to dinner, would it be possible to go someplace where I can get Wi-Fi service? I can’t seem to get a signal and my friend, Ellie, is going to be worried if she doesn’t hear from me. I’d just like to be able to send her a quick email,” I said, staring straight ahead focusing on the town of Eagle Canyon. With one sexy brother on either side of me, I wasn’t sure where to look and forward seemed safest. The effect they had on me was dangerous. I was in way over my head.

“Absolutely,” Luke said, resting his hand on my knee.

“We want you to be able to tell your friend that you are absolutely safe,” Aidan said, dropping his hand to cover my other knee.

My interest in the sights outside the windshield halted and I stared at their two hands, one dark, the other fair, covering my knees. If I’d worn jeans instead of a skirt, at least there’d be a barrier between their hot palms and my weak flesh, though I’d imagine that the heat these two radiated would have melted Kevlar.

“I-is this a d-date?” my voice squeaked.

Both hands squeezed my knees, sending a pulse of need up my thighs. “Oh, this is so much more than a date,” Luke whispered in my ear.

“With b-both of you?”

We stopped for a traffic light and Aidan slipped his hand under my skirt and his fingertip flirted with the edge of my panties. “That’s how it works here in Eagle Canyon.”

“Works in Eagle Canyon?” I was so distracted by what their hands were doing to me, I must not have heard him correctly.

The light turned green and Aidan removed his hand. A small whimper escaped my mouth at the absence of his touch.

Luke’s hand slipped under my skirt in place of his brother’s. “You see, Cassie,” Luke’s voice was a husky whisper, “when two men care for a woman, her needs are always met. While Aidan makes sure we get to our destination safely, I can make sure you are properly attended to.”

“In our community,” Aidan added, not taking his eyes from the road, “women are cherished. Properly protecting and caring for a woman is a job so important that not just one man can do it.”

Luke’s fingers worked their way between my thighs and pushed the crotch of my panties to the side. “Not just two men to protect and care for you, but two men to provide for your needs, all of your needs.” As if what he was trying to say might not have been clear, his thumb rubbed across my clit while his index finger slipped into my embarrassingly moist pussy.

“Oh, Aidan, she is so wet.”

We stopped at the only other traffic light in town. Aidan put the truck in park and reached over to push my skirt up and we watched Luke finger fuck me. His long dark fingers moved in and out of my pussy. “Does that feel good, little girl?” Aidan asked.

My eyes met his and I could see they had gone from sky blue to a deep gray with desire. We all knew the answer to his question, but I said it anyway. The longing inside me grew more intense. “Yes. It feels… wonderful.”

“Good girl,” he said and went back to the task of delivering us to our destination. I was glad he was driving and not me. I would have ended up in the ditch again.

Luke continued to torment my pussy with his fingers and pressed my clit with his thumb.I gripped the edge of the seat with my hands, tremors cascading through my limbs. The scent of my arousal wafting through the cab of the truck.

While I was in the throes of a building orgasm, the two of them talked about me as though I wasn’t even there.

“I told you she was perfect for us,” Luke said.

“I know. And so responsive,” Aidan added. “I can’t wait to get her between us.”

Between us? Oh god.

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Sometimes it takes two men to replace the love of your life.

Done mourning her lost love, Cassie sets off on a journey to find her future. Little did she suspect that the path to her future would start when she ran her car into a ditch.

Twin brothers Luke and Aidan are Eagle Canyon bred through and through, and that means they are looking for one woman to share their lives … and their bed.

Cassie allows herself one night with the two handsome cowboys.

But, after one night, will she be able to leave?

Not if Luke and Aidan have anything to say about it.

USA Today bestselling author Celeste Jones is known for writing highly entertaining erotic romance featuring headstrong heroines and stern yet loving heroes who aren’t afraid to take a naughty woman over their knees. When she’s not writing, she enjoys travel, reading and dancing like no one is watching.
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Guilty As Sin by Meghan March

 

Guilty until proven innocent.

That’s the way the world works, right?

I’m tired of being convicted without evidence, all because my last name is Gable.

The Riscoffs might own this town, but I’m done following their rules.

If only I could forget just how easily Lincoln Riscoff can drag me under his spell.

 

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Meghan you are absolutely awesome! A definite must read series!
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This story just keeps getting more mysterious but will keep you on the hook till the end. Lincoln and Whitney are soul mates kept apart by history and circumstance. Will the cycle break or continue to keep these two apart?
Whitney and Lincoln are great characters. Meghan you have done a fantastic job bringing these characters to life. You give us all things to keep us going. there is heartache, manipulation, lies, deception, sadness and happiness that you must read on. I can’t wait to read the conclusion to Whitney and Lincoln in Reveling in Sin.

 

 

From New York Times bestselling author Meghan March comes a brand new saga of forbidden love and second chances.

A Riscoff and a Gable can never live happily ever after. Our family feud is the stuff of legends.

Ten years ago, Whitney Gable caught me off guard with her long legs and grab-you-by-the-balls blue eyes.

I didn’t know or care what her name was.

Like any Riscoff worth the family name, I went after what I wanted. We burned like a flash fire until she married another man.

She hates me, and she should.

I objected on her wedding day.

Now she’s home, with those same long legs and man-eater stare, but there’s no ring on her finger.

They say a Riscoff and a Gable can never live happily ever after . . . but I’m not done with Whitney Gable.

I’ll never be done with her.

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Whitney Gable is the kind of woman you fight to the death to protect.

To keep.

To cherish.

I’ve finally learned my lesson, and it’s time to prove I’m the man who’s worthy of her.

I don’t care what it takes, because failure is not an option.

No matter who or what stands in our way—this time, she’ll be mine forever

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A New York Times, #1 Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author of over twenty novels, Meghan March has been known to wear camo face paint and tromp around in woods wearing mud-covered boots, all while sporting a perfect manicure. She’s also impulsive, easily entertained, and absolutely unapologetic about the fact that she loves to read and write smut. Her past lives include slinging auto parts, selling lingerie, making custom jewelry, and practicing corporate law. Writing books about dirty talking alpha males and the strong, sassy women who bring them to their knees is by far the most fabulous job she’s ever had.

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Big Stick by R.C. Stephens

 

Big Stick, an all-new standalone Sports Romance by R.C. Stephens is AVAILABLE NOW!

 

 

“A sexy NHL player, a sassy heroine, and a heartfelt romance that kept me engaged from beginning to end!”NYT bestseller Mia Sheridan

Hockey is my life. And it’s a great one. There’s an endless line of women, and I get to hang with my best friend Oli. Everything is perfect until she shows up. Oli’s twin sister, Flynn…hates my guts. I don’t blame her. I’m part of one of the worst nights of her life.

Now she’s next door and seeing her every day is killing me slowly. I wonder if we can ever get back to being friends. The way she looks at me sometimes, well, let’s just say my hockey stick isn’t the only thing that’s feeling hard these days.

But if she finds out the secrets I’m keeping, forgiveness will be the last thing on her mind.

 

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When you carefully plan out your future, the loss of that can be devastating. But what do you do after?

Flynn has had her future planed for the last two years. She and her boyfriend both work in law, they live together in a beautiful place and their future is bright and full of all the possibilities. That is until some is hip deep in the secretary. And it wasn’t Flynn. She takes a night to drink away all her problems but that could lead to more when she runs into her childhood friend, Myles.
Myles is a hot professional hockey player who plays the puck bunnies as well as he plays hockey. He’s not one to settle down or be with one girl. Why would he when he has everything he could desire at his fingertips?
Flynn and Myles haven’t seen each other in years, and yet all those feelings seem to come together in all the right ways. Can they find a way to overcome things of the past to plan a future? This isn’t a story you want to miss! Hot hockey players, a so very real woman and passion beyond the pages! You’ll be sweating in no time, even in the middle of an arena! 5 Stars

 

 

About R.C. Stephens

As far back as R.C. Stephens can remember she was a sucker for a good romance. Of course there had to be a prince charming even if he ultimately was a dark knight and there had to be a happy ending.

She watched the movie Dirty Dancing way too many times growing up and Jean Claude Van Damme movies too. Go figure!

After years of saying she would write a book one day, she finally put pen to paper and carved out the plot line for what would eventually become the best selling Twisted Series. Now R.C. is just finishing up her tenth book and can’t seem to stop the stories running through her mind. Visit R.C. on her Facebook page to find out what’s new in her life and what releases she has coming up.

 

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Cabin 12 by Freya Barker

Title: Cabin 12
Series: Rock Point Series #2
Author: Freya Barker
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: September 13, 2018

 
 

 

 


Even at thirty seven, with a challenging but rewarding career as a paramedic, Bella Gomez is treated as the baby of the family. It’s made her allergic to anyone meddling, so she chooses to keep mostly to herself. Unfortunately that doesn’t stop her family from inserting themselves in her life. Nor does it deter the one man she knows she shouldn’t get close to from showing up on her doorstep.
 
Jasper Greene, an FBI agent with the La Plata County field office, doesn’t even know the meaning of family. His team is his family, which is why—when his boss asks him to keep an eye on his baby sister—Jasper readily complies. Even when the sister in question is a spectacularly developed princess with plenty of attitude.
 
With a shooter on the loose and corruption running rampant, Bella is a magnet for trouble, and Jasper finds himself with his hands full—in more ways than one.
 


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The ceremony was lovely, and I swear I saw my brother surreptitiously brush away a tear. Something I will file away for future use, should I need some extra leverage. 

 

Of course I was back on Jasper’s arm, following the newly married couple back to the house, and just like the walk up the aisle, he was silent. A tad unsettling, since what little I know of him, he never seems at a loss for words. The silence felt ominous.
I’m reminded of that when I spot him coming out of the house, holding a beer bottle by the neck between two fingers, casually making his way over. I look for an escape but am weighed down by Kim’s little boy, who I offered to watch while his parents dance under the strings of lights covering the roof of the rented canopy tent. Exhausted from the long day, Asher fell asleep on my lap in seconds, his warm cheek pressed against my cleavage. There’s no way I can slink away with a sleeping toddler plastered to my boobs.
“Your scar is showing,” he says, pulling out a chair and sitting down, his back to the dance floor.
“Shit.” I try to reach around Asher to tug my dress into place, but part of my skirt is wedged underneath his little butt.
“Lift him up.”
Fearing my family will make a scene if they see my injury, I do as he orders, but throw in a scathing look for good measure. A blush quickly replaces it, when I feel the surprisingly rough pads of his fingers brush the skin where my thick thighs are pressed together. My body responds immediately, and I’m suddenly grateful for the little boy on my lap, effectively hiding the evidence.
Damn that man. I mentally scold myself for responding to him the way I do. It’s like it’s genetically ingrained for me to be attracted to this type of guy. Handsome, charming, charismatic, and easily distracted by the next piece of fluff darting in front of his eyes. It’s not healthy.
“Last thing I expected was to find you sitting here looking like some kind of modern-day Madonna with a child on your lap. I’d figured you’d be partying it up on the dance floor by now.” His raspy voice draws me from my musings, and I’m not quite sure whether to be insulted or flattered right now.
“And I’m surprised you sat down to join me, I keep looking around to see where you might have left your flavor of the day.”
Clearly I went with insulted, echoing back what I choose to take as a negative characterization. His eyes go big in his head as he looks around him, appearing confused.
“Flavor of the day?”
“Your date? The tall blonde I saw you schmoozing with at dinner?”
Last thing I expected was the deep belly laugh escaping from his wide smile.

 

Review by Victoria:
Freya has completely outdone herself! Everytime I think she’s hit the top, she completely blows it out of the park with the next!

Bella, the sassy, strong, confident little sister of lead FBI agent Damian, has restarted her life in Durango. After the worst break up, she needed a new start on her own two feet. When tragedy strikes her new life, Bella may not be strong enough to go it herself. She may just find her strength in the oddest of people.
Jasper is  your typical workaholic FBI agent. He spends more time at the office than anywhere else and love is the farthest thing from his mind. He couldn’t possibly be interested in the little sister of his boss, at least that’s what he tells himself. When all things go wrong, can he be strong enough to take on more than his share?
This story will grip you from page one. Freya has woven an incredible story of suspense and intrigue with a love story of such passion, it’ll burn your kindles and your hearts. Cabin 12 will not be a story easily put down or forgotten! 5 stars
 
 

 

Freya Barker loves writing about ordinary people with extraordinary stories.

Driven to make her books about ‘real’ people; with characters who are perhaps less than perfect, but just as deserving of romance, thrills and chills, and some hot, sizzling sex in their lives.

A recipient of the RomCon “Reader’s Choice” Award for best first book, “Slim To None”, and Finalist for the Kindle Book Award with “From Dust”, Freya has not slowed down.


She continues to add to her rapidly growing collection of published novels as she spins story after story with an endless supply of bruised and dented characters, vying for attention!

 

 
 
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Volatile Obsessions by Dee Garcia

Title: Volatile Obsessions
Author: Dee Garcia
Genre: Dark Romance/New Adult
Release Date: October 16, 2018
Cover Models: Jord Liddell and Lusy Logan
Photographer: Danny Woodstock
Cover Design: Decadent Designs by Dee
__Lux__
The streets of Miami became my home at a young age, streets that weren’t always very pleasant or forgiving. I hustled hard to get by, refused to seek help. I did plenty of things I’m not proud of either.
But I made it… Now, this is my city. 
My merciless streets. 
My empire. 
So I don’t know who the hell Roman King thinks he is, storming in here and throwing around demands. He wants my power. 
My throne. 
Well, news flash for him…
Over my. Dead. Body.
I’ll wreak havoc on his life far worse than the demons of his past, demons that somehow mesh so well with my own.
He 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 bow down to this Queen.
__Roman__
She bloody warned me, threatened me with war, but those threats hold no power over me. 
They don’t faze me.
Summoned to aid this city in ending her era, I’m the leading pawn on the chess board meant to dethrone the Queen.
She’s vicious, ruthless, corrupt—a challenge I fancy a little too much.
So let this vow be heard today…
Miami will burn to the ashes, but in the end, it will rise, reborn from the blood of her empire. The depravity that runs through my veins will consume every tear and relish her cries for mercy.
Lux Mercier 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 kneel at my altar.
The King will reign.
“What? What the fuck do you want?” I questioned in frustration as he whipped me inside the office and locked the door behind us, drowning the music out to a dull throb.
 
“What I want? You wanna know what I want,” he muttered through clenched teeth, backing me right into the wall I hadn’t seen. Warm hands instinctively fell to my hips, tip of his nose skating along my jaw. “I want you to stop letting Vic put his grimy little hands all over you.”
 
Ridiculously dazed after two point five seconds of contact, I managed to shove at his chest, jerking him off me just slightly. The look that awaited me—while satisfied to have me where he wanted me—was also completely serious. I saw red. Who the fuck did he think he was?
 
“You don’t ow—“
 
“EHHH,” he cut me off with that obnoxious buzzer sound, cocking his head to one side. “Don’t come at me with that bullshit answer again because right now, at this point time, it’s the wrong fucking answer.” He growled that last bit, and fucking hell, it was just so deep and so deliciously malevolent, I actually found myself shivering. 
 
That damned sinister grin slid across his face because, of course, my reaction did not go unnoticed. 
 
Feeling victorious, he assessed me closely from head to toe before he was just inches away, blue eyes blazing, his breath hot against my cheek. “Remember me mentioning I’d own you one day? Remember that, Lux, one of our many nights up on the Panorama? Well guess what? Today’s that lucky day. Newsflash for you, my naughty little Kitty Kat, I do indeed own you.”
 
“No, you don’t,” I bit back, struggling against him, which in turn only prompted him to press himself further against me. 
 
“Oh, but I do,” he cooed, ghosting a hand up my sternum to my throat. You gave me this pussy of your own volition, so now, it’s mine. You are mine.”
 
“No one owns me.”
 
“No one except me, Roman—fucking—King. Say it.”
 
“No.”
 
“Say it.” His demand came with a tight squeeze of his hand, claiming my air supply, and still I managed to grit out a, “NO.”
 
“SAY. IT. LUX, or I’ll make you scream it.”
 
The threat his visual presented rooted me in place. 
 
He could.
 
He would.
 
And I wanted him to…
 
Sex with Rome was sublime, unlike anything I’d ever experienced before, but we’d crossed a line. I might not have felt the need put a bullet through his head anymore, but…no, just no. Too complicated.
 
“Fuck you,” I muttered, trying and failing to seem unaffected.
 
He knew though, the arch of his eyebrow said it all.
“You did already, baby, which is why we’re having this conversation.”
 
Dee Garcia is a voracious fan of romance novels and a long time lover of the written word. Her mission is to craft unique, compelling stories that will give her readers a place to briefly escape the trials and tribulations of everyday reality. With headstrong heroine’s who don’t need a man to stand on their own two feet, Dee hopes to leave her mark in the Indie world, one plot twist at a time.
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The Truth About Us by Aly Martinez

The conclusion to the heart-stopping Truth Duet by Aly Martinez just went live!

Today we are celebrating the release of the second book in The Truth Duet by Aly Martinez. The Truth About Us is now available! The first book in the duet, The Truth About Lies, is available too and both titles can be read for FREE as part of KindleUnlimited!

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Synopsis:

Truth: Penn Walker entered my life like a summer storm—dark, ominous, and filled with thunder.

 

After witnessing my husband’s murder, I didn’t have much of a heart left to offer a man.

 

But Penn took it all.

Every jagged shard.

Every broken bit.

Even the dirty and twisted pieces that I wish never existed.

 

Lie: I didn’t need him to save me.

Lie: I knew exactly who he was.

Lie: Losing him wouldn’t destroy me.

 

But that’s the thing about lies—you never know who to believe.

 

 

Review by Paula:

First of all read The Truth About Lies before reading this book. Wow it’s epic it’s brilliant and deep and I couldn’t stop reading it. So many lies and throughout the story your hanging on a edge just wanting for the truth to finally come out but will it? Cora such a strong woman I felt her pain down to my toes. But I felt her love and that just blows you away after all she’s gone through. Penn this man is just so unselfish and strong and the list could go on and on. You fall even more for Penn in this book! Aly makes you feel the characters so deeply in this book just by her words. The pain , the lies , the strength,  the love and the truth. 5/5 truth or lie stars deserves a 10

 

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Originally from Savannah, Georgia, USA Today bestselling author Aly Martinez now lives in South Carolina with her four young children.

Never one to take herself too seriously, she enjoys cheap wine, mystery leggings, and baked feta. It should be known, however, that she hates pizza and ice cream, almost as much as writing her bio in the third person.

She passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a super-sized tumbler of wine by her side.

 

 

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Flirting With Fire by Piper Rayne

Everyone knows that if you play with fire you’ll end up getting burned…

What happens when you attend a first responder’s bachelor auction with your best friends? Well, if your name is Madison Kelly like me, your friends end up bidding on a date for you with your high school crush.

That’s right. Even back when I was ‘Fatty Maddie’ to all my classmates, I had eyes for the quarterback of our football team. Not like I was the only one.

Mauro Bianco may fight fires for a living, but he still sets my heart ablaze. One look at the rugged, muscular man he’s turned into and I want to slide down his pole.

One date. That’s all I’m committed to. A few hours and I can tuck him back into that tattered old shoebox in my closet.

As always, the universe has other plans. I never would’ve predicted that in a matter of days he’d turn from my dream guy into my enemy.

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My brothers widen their stances, share a look of amusement and cock their eyebrows at me.

“Hate to break it to you, but Maddie didn’t bid on you. Lauren did.” Luca laughs while Cristian chuckles.

“I’m going out with a Madison and she didn’t go to our high school. Which reminds me.” I pull out my phone.

“Maddie is Madison, you idiot,” Luca says. “Her and Lauren were my year.”

“I went to high school with Madison?” I try to let her face come back to me, and though I can picture her bright blue eyes and long chestnut hair, nothing about her is familiar from high school.

“Yes, but she definitely wasn’t hanging out at the bonfires and football pep rallies.” Luca grabs his helmet off his bike. The only responsible thing I’ve seen him do in the last few years.

“Well, shit and she doesn’t even want to go out with me? Her friend bid on me?”

Luca straddles his bike with a grin. I look over to Cristian, but he’s putting his shirt back on and starts fiddling with his earbuds. They obviously think this conversation is over.

“Yeah, but we’re all in the same boat.” Cristian’s thumb moves over his phone screen. “Maddie’s awesome and I think you’ll have a good time with her.”

“She seemed pretty quiet and way too accommodating,” I say.

Luca kicks his stand up, letting the bike rock a little under him.

Cristian’s hands freeze on the screen of his phone. “And that’s bad?” he asks.

“I want a woman who knows what she wants. Has her own damn opinions. Doesn’t just agree with everything I say.”

Cristian peeks over his shoulder, a look of amusement that matches Luca’s. “You want a girl to come up and grab your nuts?”

“I want a girl who knows what her favorite food is, has an opinion about where she wants to go for dinner, likes whatever sports team she likes and doesn’t default to my favorites.” I stuff my hands into my pockets, digging out my keys for my truck.

“Well then, Maddie might not be the one. Like I said, she’s nice.” Cristian slaps me on the shoulder. “Treat her good though, okay?” He inserts one earbud.

“What do you think I’m going to do, leave her in Garfield Park?”

He puts his other earbud in. “That’s not even funny man. I have a friend in that district and the shit that goes down there…” He shakes his head.

Cristian loses the entire point of my statement—the fact I’m not a jackass. I’m not Luca.

“It’s one date,” I say. “And who knows, maybe she’s nice but still has a wild streak.”

Christian again glances over to Luca who’s smiling like he’s fucking Mickey Mouse.

“Well, good luck on your date,” he says.

Cristian jogs away and Luca’s bike starts up.

I head to my truck.

The conversation is over, but I’m curious now.

Where’s my damn yearbook?

 

Piper Rayne, or Piper and Rayne, whichever you prefer because we’re not one author, we’re two. Yep, you get two USA Today Bestselling authors for the price of one. Our goal is to bring you romance stories that have “Heartwarming Humor With a Side of Sizzle” (okay…you caught us, that’s our tagline). A little about us… We both have kindle’s full of one-clickable books. We’re both married to husbands who drive us to drink. We’re both chauffeurs to our kids. Most of all, we love hot heroes and quirky heroines that make us laugh, and we hope you do, too.

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