Title: Sting

Series: Spark #4

Author: Jennifer Ryder

Release Date: February 28, 2015


Going undercover has its challenges. When Detective Ryan
Clark is sent to the sleepy coastal town of Fremantle to dismantle the
country’s most lethal drug syndicate, it’s worth the risk. Even if he becomes a
fatality, in the war against drugs.

Ryan finds himself coming back to the same coffee shop.
Blondie, the local barista, has him hot under the collar and reaching for his
piece. He knows the attraction isn’t just one-sided.

She’s trying to keep her distance.

It only makes him want her more.

Willow Asher left it all behind, but not by choice.

After two long years, she’s finally getting somewhere.
Willow has a busy café with her buxom business partner, Gabby, who is the
closest thing she has to family.

Although Willow’s past still plagues her thoughts, she’s
determined to have her happily-ever-after. As soon as her demons stop haunting

What she doesn’t need is the complication of Mr
Sexy-Brown-Eyes, who seems to be drinking more and more coffee.

She doesn’t want the questions.

She’s still trying to get her story straight.

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 Author Bio

New Adult and erotic romance writer, and author of the Spark series.

 sexy imagination, a life-long love of books and a sucker for romance, 
Jennifer Ryder couldn't stifle her creativity any longer.

 steamy adult romance has become her new focus. Living on a rural 
property in New South Wales, Australia, she enjoys the best of city and 

Her loving husband is ever willing to provide 
inspiration, and her two young cherubs, and sheep that don't see fences 
as barriers, keep life more than interesting.

Jennifer placed third in the International Stringybark Erotic Short Fiction Award 2013.

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Caught Up In You Synopsis:
Life has a way of shaping you into what it wants you to be, regardless of how much you fight it.
Brantley Prescott is damaged. Scarred by a past she can’t forget. Hiding secrets she’s terrified to share. Searching for a future she doesn’t believe she’ll ever find. 
Myles Franco is alone. Burdened by mistakes he’ll never live down. Fostering a deep resentment for the opposite sex. Unleashing his wrath on any girl who gets too close. 
Brantley has worked behind the bar long enough to recognize Myles for what he is—a douchebag player with nothing on his mind but keeping a steady stream of girls flowing through his bed. With his messy dark hair, sapphire blue eyes, rock-solid body, and endless tattoos he’s impossible to ignore. But that’s exactly what she plans on doing.
After just one run-in with Brantley, Myles is even more determined to stick to the rules he lives by. She’s mouthy, blunt, and doesn’t back down—no matter how hard he pushes her. She could turn out be the one temptation that drags him down the path he’s been trying to avoid. He won’t let that happen.
Both are content living behind the solid walls they’ve built around themselves. Neither is prepared for what happens when their lives collide. 
Due to sexual content and graphic language - 17+ recommended.

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Colee Firman has always been a closet writer. As an only child, there were constantly stories swimming around in her head. In 2012, she finally started unleashing them on the world, beginning with The Unbinding Fate Series. 
As a Michigan native, she passes up a chance to escape the winter weather. When she’s not working at her day job or writing, she’s traveling with her longtime boyfriend, reading with her cat, or binging on Netflix.
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4 stars
Caught Up In You......oh what do I say about this book that I completely fell in love with? The writing was great, the story was original and captivating and the characters has me in hooked from the start. 

Brantley is in a bad situation from the start of this book, but she doesn't let it stop her. She has some deep and dark secrets. Big ones. But, that is her past and she will not let it define her. Instead she makes a life for herself. She asks for no help. Brantley does what she has to with no complaints and no excuses. She was a main character I fell in love with. Not too many female lead characters and like her. I really appreciated the fact that she was such a strong lead. 
Back to the story... Brantley is looking for a new apartment. She goes to see one that is too expensive, but she falls in love with it. he landlord cuts her a deal. Little does she know, she will end up with more than an apartment. 
Her new neighbor, Myles, is a complete jerk right off the bat. He yells at her for making too much noise, not having her keys and a slew of other things. Myles comes off as a complete jerk at first. Then we see his walls come crumbling down, Little by little, we get to see the softer side of Myles ad learn that he is actually a sweet guy. Myles could be my new book boyfriend.  

Both Brantley and Myles have their secrets. Both past and present. Myles just may have more than Brantley. Just when you thought he was perfect, he ruins everything and leaves her broken hearted. You want him to come back and fix everything. You NEED him to come back and win her back. 
I really enjoyed this story. I thought it was realistic and could relate to all of the characters in this book. Colee Firman has herself in a new fan in me!! 

Adult Contemporary Romance
Release: February 16, 2015
Publisher: Brazen/Entangled Publishing
It’s her best friend’s wedding, and Autumn Lane is trussed up in a pink bridesmaid dress with a big “everything is great” smile plastered across her face. She’s not going think about her life imploding, or spending the next two weeks housesitting in the ridiculously small town of Diamond. No, she’d rather think about the tattooed hottie in the wedding party…and how to turn the wicked way he’s looking at her into a night of intense pleasure.
Huck Galvin is fiercely attracted to his mystery woman’s no-BS attitude, but their one-night-no-strings plan backfires when Huck discovers that Autumn is the out-of-towner he’s “chaperoning” for the next two weeks. Outside the bedroom, the two can’t stand each other, yet Huck can’t deny how much he wants one more night with her. But Autumn isn’t going to make it easy for Huck. Not by a long shot…

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Break Me Slowly: #1 Bestselling book in Contemporary Fiction and Women’s Fiction! by a long shot…

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If you like your heroes hot, the sex hotter, and a swoon-worthy romance to swoop in and save your happily ever after, Brazen has the story for you. Sinfully sexy soldiers. Alpha cops who demand control. Sweet guys with a naughty side in the bedroom. At Brazen, we’ve got the hero destined to melt your… heart.
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Holy WOW!! What have I been missing ?? I read Chasing Desire last night... where have I been?? How have I been missing out on this series?? Joya Ryan, where have you been all my life? You know sure know how to write a steamy and hot novel. 

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Autumn is in town visiting for her friend's wedding. She is in between jobs and a place to live, all because her father has gambled it all away. Instead of feeling sorry for herself, she picks up and moves on. She plasters a smile on her face and put her big girl panties on. Nothing will bring her down or ruin her friend's wedding.

The night before the wedding, she arrives in town and heads to the local bar. Something makes her throw caution to the wind and starts flirting with a hot stranger  She figures she will never see him again. What harm can come from it?  Autumn just wants to have fun one night and forget it all. 

Huck (great name by the way) is at the bar attending the SAME wedding. They don't know each other nor know that they are both friends with the bride and groom. Well their one night stand  isn't just one night. Huck tries to convince Autumn to have some fun while she is visiting. Autumn is staying to house sit for the bride and groom. To his luck she is staying for a few weeks. 

What Huck really wants seems more like a relationship. He tries to tell himself and everyone else it isn't . Huck has been so hurt by an ex he hasn't even looked at anyone else in that way in a long time. He is starting to have feelings for Autumn. He cares for her. Huck gets her a job at his dad's garage. He is all around sweet on her. 

Autumn is just as cynical as Huck when it comes to relationships. She isn't looking for romance and love. That is exactly what neither want, but can't seem to avoid. As much as they both try to run from 

Can Autumn get the picture perfect life if she stays and tries to have a normal life with Huck?

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Is there a statute of limitation on heartbreak? Rhiann Baron-Wilde hopes so. Surely eight years is long enough…right?

After chasing her dream of living in New York and working in the fashion industry, Rhi suddenly isn’t so sure that’s what she really wants to do anymore.
After all, the hush-hush stories she’s been writing—stuff about white knights and forever after—are calling to her.

Then, Liam Ashforth turns up eight long years after walking away from their secret love affair. And not just any old reappearance—not him! No, he’s come
back as her boss in a move that shakes up Rhiann’s whole world.

Liam makes it clear—he wants her back. But can she believe him? Should she trust him again? After all, they hadn’t exactly parted as friends. Then again,
maybe this is her very own happily ever after?

But secrets and lies have a way of coming back to haunt in sometimes surprising ways and an unexpected twist that threatens more than their feelings puts
these two to the ultimate test.

Wilde Heart is the second book in the Wilde Women series about three sisters who weren’t exactly looking for love by Bestselling romantica author, Suzanne

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Wilde Forever (Wilde Women Book 1)


After an ugly divorce, Brynn Baron-Wilde swore off men and created a new life in a quaint upstate touristy town where she runs a successful bakery and
tearoom. Brynn has everything mapped out and she’s got no time for distractions.

And then along came Jackson Merrill – former Army medic turned talented renovation specialist. Jax enters Brynn’s well-ordered life and proceeds to shake
up her world.

He’s a bit on the dented and dinged side after his military service and she’s dealing with a stealth attack from her grandmother who’s added manipulative
clauses to her will that threaten Brynn’s hold on her house and business.

Sometimes fate and destiny have a sense of humor along with some questionable timing. Are these two destined to be together or will her reluctance and his
issues keep them apart? When a stunning turn of events complicates things even more, things sure do get interesting – meddling parents and all.

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Title: Make Me Forget
Author: Brandy Lynn
Genre: NA Romance
Release Date: February 23, 2015
Cover Design: Shoutlines Design

*Inspired by true events*

Where do you turn when the ones who are supposed to love you most, hurt you? 

When is enough, enough? 

That is the exact question Chloe Evans had when she escaped her own personal hell that terrifying night. Even though the road to rebuilding her life has been tough, she's spent the last few years trying to mend her battered soul. Doubting that all her efforts are even worth it, she begins to feel she will forever be tied to the man who took everything away from her. 

Ryder Matthews is the epitome of what most girls associate with perfection. With his good looks, bad boy persona, multiple tattoos and piercings he is every girl’s fantasy; every girl except Chloe Evans that is. Ryder sees Chloe as a challenge...one that he's more than confident he will win.

Drew Nichols is every girls dream guy. He’s sweet, sincere, trusting, and most of all patient. He’s exactly what Chloe needs in her life, but is he who she wants? 

We all have things in life we'd like to forget about. Some bigger than others. When Chloe uses college as her diversion to escape the memories, will either of them be able to make her forget?

“I told you!” I sing, putting down the utensils and glancing around the
room. It has gotten busier in here since we sat down. My eyes fall on the pool table behind the glass doors that
lead into the adjacent bar, where a couple is just leaving. “Ever play?”
She glances around to where I'm staring
and shakes her head. “No, can’t say that I have.”
“We could use a little bit of fun to break up the seriousness.” I
eagerly get up and grab her hand. Pulling her to her feet, we walk toward the
“I am going to look ridiculous,” she argues.
I laugh. “Does it matter? Just focus on us and I promise…I won’t laugh.”
“I’m gonna hold you to that,” she replies sarcastically, as I hand her a
pool stick. She watches me chalk it up and then follows suit.
I start to rack the balls, and she is intently watching me. “The key to
this game is to keep your eyes on the subject.”
She raises her eyebrows, and I laugh. “Don’t worry, you’ll catch on.”
“You go first,” she replies, eyeing the table.
I grab the cue ball and place it on the table then slowly I move the
stick and connect with the ball. It hits the balls and they all scatter, but
none of them land in a pocket. I groan. “The object is to get the ball in the
She laughs. “Really? What a concept.”
“Now, it’s your turn.”
She stands behind the cue ball, looking awkward but sexy as hell. As she
slides the stick between her fingers, she seems to wait for the perfect time.
Once she lets go, she misses the cue ball altogether. I try to contain my
laughter as I walk behind her. I wrap my arms around her, cradling her, showing
her how to shoot. She glances up and our eyes meet. If I knew that she wouldn’t
slap me, I would kiss her. Instead, I look back down to the balls and slowly
move her arm with the pool stick.
“Nice and easy,” I whisper. Her eyes turn back to the ball, and I can
hear her raspy breathing. I wonder if it is because of our close proximity with
one another. I feel my dick harden from the close proximity of having her bent
over the table, as images run through my mind of taking her on the table slow
and steady. The stick hits the cue ball and it connects with one of the
stripes, landing it in the corner pocket. I pull back slightly readjusting
myself before she notices that I'm sporting a semi from our brief
contact.“Great job!” I yell excitedly, sadly pulling away from her body.
She turns around and winks, causing me to take notice of the way that
she is suddenly flirting with me. “I had a good teacher.” She walks back around the table and shoots another ball into a
I stare at her, as she connects the cue ball with another and then
“Really?” I quip, placing my hands on the table staring at her. “Did you
just hustle me?”
She shrugs. “At least we didn’t play for money.” Then she runs the rest
of the stripes into the pockets and finally pockets the eight ball. She puts
her pool stick back in the rack and crosses her arms. “That was fun. Have any
other ideas?”
I shake my head. This girl hustled me, and I will never live it down. I
am thankful that the guys aren’t here to witness this shit, but I know that she
will find a way to tell everyone. For some reason, I don’t even care. I'm just
amazed at how the evening took a turn for the better.

There’s a huge banner hanging above the entrance that says, Welcome
. Distracted with reading it, I almost collide with my resident
Popping her gum she sticks out her hand and says “Hey, I’m Erin, the RA for your floor and you are?”
Wiping my clammy hands on my jeans I stick out my hand, “Chloe Evans.”
She shakes it, then untucks a clipboard from under her arm and flips
through the attached stack of papers. “Okay...” she runs her fingers over the
pages. “Evans, Chloe... let me see. Here you are. You are in room 306. Third
floor,” she replies cheerily.
“Great. Thank you,” I say. Time to unpack. I head back to my car
to grab a couple of boxes. Heaving two boxes and a bag out of my trunk, I turn
to head up to my dorm when suddenly I lose my grip, my toe hitches on the curb
and just before I face-plant on the concrete, I'm caught by two strong arms
that pull me back to my feet.
For a moment, all I can see are muscular arms covered in tattoos. I
catch a glimpse of the name Matthews written in black Celtic script
running the length of his forearm from below his elbow to his wrist. When I
look up, his striking cobalt blue eyes distract me from my embarrassment. His
jet-black hair looks just long enough for me to run my fingers through it and
I'll be damned if that's not exactly what I want to do. His thick lips are
spread wide in a charming smile. His features are strong and his jaw line is
chiseled, softened only by a day's worth of stubble. He's the paragon of
masculine beauty.
Dumbstruck, I flush with embarrassment. I'm staring but who
wouldn’t stare at him? He's amused; I can see
 it in his eyes.
“Tha –Than
– Thank you,” I stutter. Geez, Chloe
could you sound anymore ridiculous,
I scold myself. Get your shit together. Despite the cautioning voices in my head, I
hesitate to detach myself from his arms. Somehow I find the strength to step
back just a bit.
“No problem, sweetheart. Next time watch those curbs. I may not
always be around.” He winks and at first I'm speechless, then almost
immediately indignant.

“I am not your sweetheart.” I've never been a fan of nicknames which is why I’m
so upset at his callous use of one. Just hearing the word 'sweetheart' makes me
cringe. That term is not a term of endearment for me. It brings back memories.
Memories that I don’t want unleashed and demons that I don’t want chasing me.
I’ve spent years ridding myself of those dark times and I do not want to go
“Not yet,” he replies. Those two words threaten to make me weak
in the knees. His voice is a dark rich baritone, like an audible dessert. He is
definitely confident and arrogant, I think to myself. Either way, I am ready to
give it back to him.
“Yet? I stare at him questioning with large doe-eyes. I cannot
believe the audacity this guy has. “You’re awful confident for just meeting
me,” I balk.
"I enjoy a challenge princess," he winks, walking
away. Who the fuck was that? And, what
the hell just happened to m

Stepping into the building, I carefully maneuver myself through the
throngs of people towards the elevator. As I step in, one of the boxes starts
to fall from my arms and I quickly lean forward to try to catch it, when all of
a sudden the entire contents in my arms start tumbling down. “FUCK.MY.LIFE,” I
yell. Can this day get any worse? I
have been here for less than an hour and already I’ve made an ass out of myself
in front of people I don’t know.
“Here, let me help you,” a sweet sexy voice says. I peek around the
boxes and notice a gorgeous guy picking up the contents that are spread out all
over the elevator. He’s got dirty-blonde shaggy hair that hangs in a sexy mused
manner, blazing brown eyes that remind me of my favorite mocha chocolate latte,
tan skin that looks like he should be on a beach in Cali, and a straight
angular jaw line that’s clean cut. He is
definitely a pretty boy.
Wow, who
would have known that little old Radford could breed em’ like this,
I think
to myself. I’m taken aback by that thought just a bit. I mean I haven’t thought
about guys in a long time. It’s strange and exciting all at the same time. I really have made a lot of progress these
past few years. 
“Thanks so much. I’m not sure why I thought I could make it upstairs
with all these boxes without an incident. I am so clumsy. I really do
appreciate your help. I’m sorry if I inconvenienced you in anyway,” I ramble. What the hell is wrong with me today? It
must be the new environment. I typically don’t talk to men I don’t know and I
definitely don’t ramble on about nonsense.
Mr. Sweet and Sexy cocks an eyebrow and I see the tilt of a smirk on his
lips when he says “Really, it’s fine. I’m glad I was able to help out. Which
floor were you headed too? I can help you take up this load to prevent any more
accidents” Yep, kill me now. Immediately,
I feel my neck start to warm from the flush. I’m sure my skin is glowing
crimson red.
“Um, third floor, Room 306, I believe.” Oh. My. God. I just blurted out where I will be living to some random
dude because he’s hot, sexy, or showed me a little kindness. What the hell is
happening to me?
After everything I’ve been through you would think I know
not to give out personal tidbits about my life, such as where the hell to find
me. I quickly duck my head trying to hide the fact that I feel exposed, because
this guy, who I have no idea who he is, now knows where I will lay my head down
at night.
“Cool. My cousin is actually in 306, Alexis Nichols. That’s where I was
headed. “Actually,” he chuckles “She called me over to help her and her new
roommate unload boxes and shit. You must be Chloe?” Sticking out his hand, he
smiles a genuine smile with a slight glimmer in his eye. Introducing himself,
he says “Drew Nichols.”
Reluctantly, I place my hand in his and introduce myself; “Yes, I’m
Chloe; Chloe Evans. It’s good to meet you. So much for a good first
impression,” I giggle softly. Did I just
I am way outside of my comfort zone. This has to be my subconscious
talking because I, Chloe Evans, do not do shit like this.

will not look up. I will not look up. I will not look up
. I repeat the mantra in my head hoping that
I can avoid that intense stare of his. Those eyes are like a beacon looking in.
I could get lost in those cobalt blue eyes for days. It’s a powerful feeling
that makes me almost uncomfortable; like he can see my scars, pain, and the
numbness inside. I shift uncomfortably; I still haven’t answered him when I
feel him tilt my chin up with his index finger. Instinctively I pull away
looking at him like he has two heads. I hear him chuckle softly.
“What no answer, princess?”
“Sorry. I’m just…surprised that’s all,” I shift uncomfortably in my
seat, looking down picking an invisible piece of lint from the hem of my shirt.
“Surprised that I could sing?” he asks with mock hurt.
Throwing my head back, I laugh at his cockiness. “No, I was just
surprised to see you here, and that you can sing so…well,” I mumble slightly
embarrassed by my admission.
“So you do think I’m good, huh?” I see the laugh in his eyes and can
tell he enjoys this banter.
“Yes! Alright, I do. I thought you guys were pretty badass. The entire
show was phenomenal.”
“Ahh, see that’s all I wanted you to do. Just admit that you liked it. I
could see you bobbing your head all the way from the stage,” he laughs, and
when he does a deep throaty sound resonates from his windpipe. It’s so sensual.
I swear I want to bottle that sound up so I can pop the top and listen to it
anytime that I want.
“Well I did. You guys are great and if your fan club is any indication
they think so too. I point over his shoulder and he turns his head in the
direction I’m pointing in. I hear him let out a low hiss but not low enough
that I didn’t catch it.

Brandy Lynn resides in Richmond, Virginia with her husband, teenage son, and furry friend. She's a retired blogger, chocoholic, aspiring writer, wine lover, avid reader, procrastinator, animal lover, and a craft fanatic. Her debut novel, Make Me Forget is scheduled to release on February 23, 2015.