Feature – Cherry Lane by Rochelle Alers


CHERRY LANE – On sale May 26, 2015

About the book

In New York City, attorney Devon Gilmore devoted all her time and energy to fast-track her career. She lost her boyfriend . . . but found herself with a surprise baby on the way. To begin a new life, Devon needs a place to settle down-a place like Cavanaugh Island, where the pace is slow, the weather is fine, and the men are even finer.

From the moment David Sullivan meets Devon, he knows he can’t fight the laws of attraction. Whether it’s helping fix up the old cottage she just bought on Cherry Lane or working together on a pro bono legal case, he can’t help feeling a little protective. But will the most eligible bachelor in town be ready for an instant family? Only if he can convince Devon to put her heart on the line one more time-for all time.

Excerpt
He gave her a long, penetrating stare. “How are you enjoying the Lowcountry?”

“I really like it.”

“Better than New York City?” he teased.

She knew what he was alluding to. Would she join him at his new firm in Haven Creek? Although tempting, she wasn’t sure she was ready to work someone else’s firm after being independent for so long. “Let’s just say it has a few advantages over the Big Apple.”

David gave her a questioning look. “Only a few, Devon?” She smiled, bringing his gaze to linger on her parted lips. “Maybe we can discuss the merits of the Big Apple and the Holy City at another time.” He blinked slowly. “Do you have anything planned for this Sunday? A bunch of us are getting together at my place to watch the March Madness games.”

Her smile was dazzling. March Madness always found her in her local sports bar with the neighborhood regulars rooting for their favorite college basketball teams.

“Are you certain I won’t be viewed as an interloper?”

David shook his head. “Of course not. Keaton and Red are coming along with Morgan and Nate. Jeff hasn’t committed because he may have to work Sunday. Even if he can’t switch his shift with one of his deputies, Kara said she’s coming if only for a couple of hours.”

Devon’s association with Francine, Morgan and Kara was still too new for her to think of them as girlfriends even though she’d thoroughly enjoyed interacting with them Friday night. “If that’s the case, then count me in. I’m going to need your address.”

He held out his hand. “Grab your phone and I’ll program in my address, cell, and home numbers. I’ll also need your number so I can get in touch with you.”

Devon retrieved her phone from the tote in her car, handed it to David. He gave her his and they quickly entered their personal information. She studied the address when he returned her phone. He lived in Charleston’s Historic District. “What time should I come?”

“Any time after noon.”

“Do you need for me to bring anything?”

A hint of a smile softened David’s mouth. “Yes. You,” he said after a pause.

Devon detected a trace of laughter in his voice. “Other than me, there has to be something else you’ll need.”

Crossing his arms over his chest, he cradled his chin on his left fist, his smile was now as intimate as a kiss. “No, there isn’t.”

“Look, David, I was raised never to go to someone’s house empty-handed, so I’m going to being a little something that I’m certain the others will enjoy.”

“You cook?” he teased, smiling.

She narrowed her eyes at him. “Very funny. Why would you think I didn’t know how to cook?”

He lifted his shoulders under his suit jacket. “I just thought most young women nowadays prefer making reservations to cooking.”

Devon flashed a sexy moue. “You can’t lump me into that category because I can cook. And quite well,” she added, blowing him a kiss.

His smile grew wider. “It sounds if the beautiful lady has issued a challenge – one I’m willing to accept. I’ll concede to you bringing something.”

She inclined her head. “Thank you. I’ll probably have to come over at least a half hour earlier than the others to heat it up.”

“Come anytime you want. I’ll be home.”

Devon glanced at the time on her cellphone. She had less than fifteen minutes to get to Jack’s Fish House. “I have to go or I’ll be late for a luncheon meeting. I’ll see you Sunday before noon.”

David moved forward, opening the door for her. Once she got settled in, he leaned down into the open window, he winked at her. “I can’t wait to taste your dish.”

“I promise you won’t be disappointed,” she countered. There were several dishes she’d perfected and she had to decide which one she would bring. Fortunately, she had several days before reaching a decision.

“Thank you, Devon.”

She returned his smile. “You’re welcome, David.”

Devon backed out of the lot, taking furtive glances up at the rearview mirror to find David standing where she’d left him. His image grew smaller and smaller until he disappeared from her line of vision.

And for the second time in less than a week she wondered why David had come to the Tanners alone.

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About the author

Bestselling author, Rochelle Alers has nearly two million copies of her novels in print. She is also the recipient of numerous awards, including the Gold Pen Award, the Emma Award, Vivian Stephens Award for Excellence in Romance Writing, the Romantic Times Career Achievement Award and the Zora Neale Hurston Literary Award.

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Feature – Dearest Rogue by Elizabeth Hoyt


DEAREST ROGUE – On sale May 26, 2015

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HE CAN GUARD HER
Lady Phoebe Batten is pretty, vivacious, and yearning for a social life befitting the sister of a powerful duke. But because she is almost completely blind, her overprotective brother insists that she have an armed bodyguard by her side at all times-the very irritating Captain Trevillion.

FROM EVERY DANGER
Captain James Trevillion is proud, brooding, and cursed with a leg injury from his service in the King’s dragoons. Yet he can still shoot and ride like the devil, so watching over the distracting Lady Phoebe should be no problem at all-until she’s targeted by kidnappers.

BUT PASSION ITSELF
Caught in a deadly web of deceit, James must risk life and limb to save his charge from the lowest of cads-one who would force Lady Phoebe into a loveless marriage. But while they’re confined to close quarters for her safekeeping, Phoebe begins to see the tender man beneath the soldier’s hard exterior . . . and the possibility of a life-and love-she never imagined possible.

Excerpt
He cleared his throat. “Malcolm MacLeish is young and handsome—”

“A fat lot of good that does me, since I can’t see him.”

“— a gentleman of high spirits and quick wit and seemingly smitten with you as well.”

There was a silence.

“Smitten,” Phoebe said at last. “Smit-ten. The word sounds like a skin disease if you think about it too much.”

“He smiles every time he sees you,” he murmured quietly. Was he jealous?

“I smile every time I smell cherry pie.”

“You’re being ridiculous,” Trevillion said disapprovingly. “I don’t see why you’ve rejected him out of hand.”

“You sound like a querulous old aunt, scolding children for running through the house.”

“I am older than you,” he replied stiffly, “as I’ve pointed out on numerous occasions.”

A terrible thought struck her. “Are you shoving me at Mr. MacLeish because I kissed you?”

“I—”

“It was my very first kiss, you ought to know,” she said very rapidly, because sometimes it was just better to say the embarrassing thing and get it over with. “I’m sure I’ll improve with practice. In fact, I’m sure of it. Almost everything improves with practice, don’t you think? And really, if I had a just a bit of help from your end next time—”

“I am not kissing you,” he said with the awful finality of a judge pronouncing a death sentence.

“Why not?”

“You know very well why not.”

“Nooo,” she said slowly, thinking it over. “No, I can’t say that I do, really. I mean I know why you think we oughtn’t kiss again: you’re as old as the Thames, you’re below me in rank, I’m too young and frivolous, and you much too serious, et cetera, et cetera, and et cetera, but frankly I don’t have any reasons not to kiss you.” She stopped for breath and to think and amended her statement. “Unless, of course, you’re either (a) a murderer running from the law or (b) hiding a secret wife. Are you?”

“I . . . what?”

“Are you,” she repeated patiently, “either a murderer running from the law or hiding a secret wife?”

“You know I’m not,” he said with impatience. It was a good thing she was so stubborn, because that tone might have put off many another young girl. “Phoebe—”

“So then there’s no reason at all not to kiss me again.” She folded her hands in her lap and smiled.

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About the author
Elizabeth Hoyt is the New York Times bestselling author of over seventeen lush historical romances including the Maiden Lane series. Publishers Weeklyhas called her writing “mesmerizing.” She also pens deliciously fun contemporary romances under the name Julia Harper. Elizabeth lives in Minneapolis, Minnesota, with three untrained dogs, a garden in constant need of weeding, and the long-suffering Mr. Hoyt.

The winters in Minnesota have been known to be long and cold and Elizabeth is always thrilled to receive reader mail. You can write to her at: P.O. Box 19495, Minneapolis, MN 55419 or email her at:Elizabeth@ElizabethHoyt.com.

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Feature – Natural Attraction by Catherine Haustein


NATURAL ATTRACTION – On sale May 11, 2015

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To get ahead she’ll have to become a man — and a man, she always thought, never let’s love get in the way…

Clementine dreams of being a naturalist — dreams that leave no time for romance. To sneak on an adventurous prospecting expedition, Clementine will have to convince everyone she’s a man. A mysterious tonic offers her just that disguise.

But “Calvin”, as she calls herself now, had no idea what she was giving up. When Wesley, the expedition’s gentle preacher, catches her eye, she can’t get him out of her head; not his lush lips, wide brown eyes … or broad chest. Dare she reveal her secret to him? Can she keep her career if she does?

Among run-ins with cowboys, natural disasters, and traveling shows, Wesley’s most fascinating adventure is meeting Calvin. Though Wesley’s betrothed, the cute, clever naturalist threatens to make him fall into temptation…

Excerpt
“This is no way for a man to act.” He said the callous words tenderly and wiped my tears with his hand.

The elevation and my bawling were giving me a nosebleed. I dabbed at the blood with my handkerchief. My nose was large, like a man’s.

“I must look a mess,” I said.

“Ah, you’re a fine looking gentleman. But you must gather up your emotions as men do.”

He looked nervously towards the camp, hoping no one had witnessed our tenderness together. “What would the Himalayan hymn writer think?”

At this mention I seized his arm and let my tears fall onto his dark coat.

He shifted away as I kept him in my grasp.

“Another reason not to head back. That arranged marriage. What a disaster.” I was more emotional as a man than I’d ever been as a woman. My expectations for happiness were higher.

He stroked my back, hesitantly. “Ah. I understand. But, my good fellow, straighten up
and tell me something that a proper naturalist would say.”

“I’ll not be cowed. I’ll study nature wherever I go. I’ll prove myself and blaze a trail for others like me. I’ll show them they need not hold back their ambitions.” I was thinking of other women at this point although I wasn’t sure what I would prove to them other than the need to be fake to advance yourself.

“That’s the spirit. You make it sound like a hero’s quest. I’m humbled by you. Just let go of my arm if you please. If you get any closer to this candle, you’ll be singed.”

I sat back. “Wesley, we will both be successful.”

Footsteps crunched across the rocks as figures with a lantern approached. It was Madame Blu and Cyrus.

“What o’clock do you think it is? Don’t be dilatory. Tomorrow the curtain will rise. We’ll be celebrated. Bless my soul, yes.”

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About the author
A graduate of the Iowa Writer’s Workshop, Catherine Haustein is a chemistry and English professor at Central College in Iowa. Her ancestors lived in the famous ghost town of Singapore on the shores of Lake Michigan. Natural Attraction is her first novel.

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Feature – The Hacker Series by Meredith Wild


HARDWIRED/HARDPRESSED/HARDLINE/HARD LIMIT
– On sale May 12, 2015
HARD LOVE – On sale September 15, 2015

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Determined to overcome a difficult past, Erica Hathaway learns early on how to make it on her own. Days after her college graduation she finds herself face to face with a panel of investors who will make or break her fledgling startup. The only thing she didn’t prepare for was going weak in the knees over an arrogant and gorgeous investor who’s seemingly determined to derail her presentation.

Billionaire and rumored hacker Blake Landon has already made his fortune in software, and he’s used to getting what he wants with very little resistance. Captivated by Erica’s drive and unassuming beauty, he’s wanted nothing more since she stepped into his boardroom. Determined to win her over, he breaks down her defenses and fights for her trust, even if that means sacrificing a level of control he’s grown accustomed to. But when Blake uncovers a dark secret from Erica’s past, he threatens not just her trust, but the life she’s fought so hard to create.

Excerpt
We descended into the smoky darkness of the top floor of the club. I embraced the noise, hoping to drown out the thoughts reeling through my mind.

I led us out to the dance floor, bringing us deep into the crowd through throngs of people gyrating to an especially popular Rihanna remix. I stopped and moved to face him, but he stilled me. His strong hand gripped my hip and pulled me back slightly until our bodies were flush with each other. The motion was so fluid and effortless, as if he was simply reuniting us to where we should have been all night. Together.

In an instant, my body melted into his. Everything felt right in his arms. The pounding base guided my movements as I began to sway to the beat of the music reverberating through my body. My muscles relaxed, and I got lost in the moment, in Blake.

The crowd was tight, but I didn’t care. All I could feel was Blake’s hands on me. In sync with the song, I pressed back into him, feeling a wild frenzy to be close to him, to feel that physical contact I’d been craving for days now. The song came to a close and merged into the next, slightly changing our rhythm and bringing us even closer. His erection became more pronounced, pressing against my ass, silently demanding what we both wanted. Arousal prickled my skin and my head fell back. His arm circled my waist and he kissed my neck. A hot, open-mouthed kiss that had my head spinning. Alcohol maybe, but more likely that drug that was Blake was taking over.

He spun me around to face him. Before he could speak, I grabbed him by the jacket and pulled him to me. Crushing my mouth onto his, I kissed him with a wild hunger. He met me full force. Our tongues tangled and I pulled him closer. He slipped his hand under the tight elastic of my dress, cupping my ass and grazing the edge of my panties. I moaned into his mouth, forgetting myself and our surroundings. I wanted to climb him right there among the hundreds of other hot, sweaty, and sexually charged people.

He growled a little as he pulled away. The lack of connection was abrupt, leaving me bereft, but the discomfort of not being connected was soon derailed by the knowledge that I was being led from the dance floor and down a hallway away from the chaos that once surrounded us.

We traveled farther until the hallway split. On the left, a tall thickly-built man stood guard near a door. Blake approached the bouncer and pressed some bills into his hand, who nodded toward the door. We entered what appeared to be another private VIP area. An ambient light filled the room, which was quite large and entirely unoccupied. Dark red leather couches lined the walls along two sides, and along another, a private bar lit up with everything a good party might need.

“What is this?”

Blake closed the door behind us and wasted no time pinning me to it.

“This is where I’m going to fuck you without interruptions.”

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About the author
Meredith Wild is a #1 New York Times, USA Today, and international bestselling author of romance. Living in the White Mountains of New Hampshire with her husband and three children, she refers to herself as a techie, whiskey-appreciator, and hopeless romantic. When she isn’t living in the fantasy world of her characters, she can usually be found at http://www.facebook.com/meredithwild. You can learn more about her upcoming projects at http://www.meredithwild.com.

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Cover Reveal – Taking the Lead by Cecilia Tan


TAKING THE LEAD – On sale January 26, 2016

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The first book in a steamy new rockstar series that will appeal to fans of New York Times bestselling authors Sylvia Day and J. Kenner

Ricki Hamilton and her sister have just inherited a vast estate in the Hollywood hills. Unfortunately, with that legacy comes the most exclusive club in Hollywood history, a secret BDSM establishment where only the rich and the naughty come to play. Ricki wants nothing to do with this business, and is trying to find ways to get out of having to run it…until she meets Axel—a sexy enigmatic rock star who makes her want to submit to needs she didn’t know she had.

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Excerpt
Axel’s mouth moved down to my neck. How he found the spot on my neck that was like a direct line to my sex, I don’t know, but once he did, he didn’t let up. The zone was just below the array of diamonds of my choker and his tongue worked it softly but relentlessly. I moaned. Why was I trying to push him away? My hands were pushing at him but he was not letting me deter him from his goal, which seemed to be mouthing my neck like his life depended on it. He had a bit of stubble on his chin but instead of giving me rug burn it made my skin tingle deliciously.

I was trying to push him away because it was too much, too ticklish, too stimulating, and yet it wasn’t, because when I didn’t succeed in dislodging him I didn’t shatter in a million pieces: I melted even more.

And so the game went. He didn’t let up pleasuring that spot on my neck with his mouth, and every time it got too intense for me, I’d try to wrestle him off and he wouldn’t let me. I could say “no,” isn’t that what he said? But I wanted to try to push him off, to see if I could, or to see what he’d do, where his limit was.

But I wasn’t close to Axel Hawke’s limit. He was single-minded in his goal to make me writhe. One of his hands strayed to the diamond-hard nipple that was pushing at the fabric of my gown and his thumb brushed it, teasingly light in contrast to the never-ending motion of his tongue and mouth. I felt my clit twitch with that touch.

It almost felt like he could make me come like that, without ever getting into my panties. Amazing. I had never felt a touch like that.

I tried one more time to get free. He was simply too good, too balanced, too determined… I was along for the ride, I realized. This was completely on Axel. It was like my body finally caught up to what my brain had been trying to tell it and I stopped fighting him entirely. I surrendered to the incredible gift of the sensation building in my nerve endings. I’d never felt anything like it before. Instead of trying to push him away now, I was grinding against him, pulling him closer, harder, needing…something.

“I… I…” I gasped. “I’m going to come.”

“Yes you are,” he murmured.

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About the author
Cecilia Tan writes about her many passions, from erotic fantasy to baseball. Not only is she an author, but she has also edited over 50 erotic anthologies and founded her own publishing house, Circlet Press. Her short fiction has appeared in numerous magazines, and her nonfiction on baseball has been in Baseball Ink, Gotham Baseball Magazine, Yankees Magazine, Yankees Annual, and elsewhere. Cecilia currently resides in Cambridge, MA.

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Feature – Across the Distance by Marie Meyer


ACROSS THE DISTANCE – On sale May 5, 2015

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There’s a drawer I never open. It holds a picture I never look at. It reminds me of a day I hate to remember, but I’ll never forget.

I’d give anything to be like the other girls on campus. Going to parties, flirting with boys, planning for a future. But that’s not me. And hasn’t been since the day my parents died. The only thing that got me through was Griffin. Even though I didn’t have my family, I always had him. Only, now I’m not so sure I do.

It’s not just the eleven hundred miles separating us now that I’m at college. Or his band finally taking off, and all the gigs and girls suddenly demanding his time. It’s as if everything is different-the way we talk, the way we text . . . the way he looks at me and the way those looks make me feel.

Griffin has been the only good thing in my life since that horrific day. But I can feel our friendship slipping away-and I’m terrified of what will be left in its place . . .

Excerpt
“Mmm-hmm.” She nodded, swallowing a bite of scallops. “But I feel like I have two older brothers. Brandon’s brothers have always treated me like their little sister.”

“Do you have any plans for Thanksgiving?” I asked.

“One of my aforementioned big brothers lives in Cranston. I’m spending Thanksgiving break with Brandon at his brother’s place. What are your plans?”

I was a little apprehensive to tell her Griffin was visiting. I knew she’d turn it around and try to make it out to be more than it was, but I was so excited to see him, I needed to tell someone the good news. “Griffin’s coming.” I bit my bottom lip, anticipating her tongue-in-cheek comments.

“Aw, yeah,” she sang, nodding her head in approval. “Damn, I’m just sorry I’m not gonna get to meet him.” She stuck out her bottom lip, pouting.

“Shut it, Sarah. I don’t know how many times I have to tell you. It’s not like that between us.”

She sat her elbows on the table and folded her hands in front of her face. “Bullshit.”

“Why do you say that?” I asked. “What makes you think there’s more to our friendship? You’ve never even met him.” I wasn’t mad at her and was careful not to raise my voice. I genuinely wanted to know why she’d jumped to the conclusion that Griffin and I were more than just friends.

Sarah took a sip of her water and thought for a second. “At the mention of his name, there is a fleeting moment where all the hurt and sadness inside of you disappears. It’s like you’re not afraid to let him carry some of your past for you, if only for a little while, so you can breathe. There’s a radiance that flashes across your eyes and the hint of secret on your lips. If just the sound of his name has that kind of power, I can only imagine what it’s like when you two are actually in the same room together. If that’s not love, I don’t know what is.”

I swallowed the lump in my throat and blinked at her, stunned.

“I’m right and you know it. Why do you fight it so hard?” She stared at me with her smooth amethyst eyes, waiting for an answer that I didn’t have.

The only thing I did know was that nothing got past Sarah Theissen.

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About the author
Marie Meyer was a Language Arts teacher for fourteen years. She spends her days in the classroom and her nights writing heartfelt new adult romances that will leave readers clamoring for more. She is a member of RWA and the St. Louis Writers Guild. Marie’s short fiction won honorable mentions from the St. Louis Writers Guild in 2010 and 2011. She is a proud mommy and enjoys helping her oldest daughter train for the Special Olympics, making up silly stories with her youngest daughter, and bingeing on weeks of DVR’d television shows with her husband

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