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NYT & USA Today bestselling author M. Malone lives in
the Washington, DC metro area with her husband and their two sons. She holds a
master's degree in Business from a prestigious college that would no doubt be
scandalized by how she's using her expensive education.
Independently published, she has sold more than 1/2 million
ebooks in her two series, THE ALEXANDERS and BLUE-COLLAR BILLIONAIRES. Since
starting her indie journey in 2011 with the runaway bestselling novella
"Teasing Trent," her work has appeared on the New York Times and USA
Today bestseller lists more than a dozen times.
She's now a full-time writer and spends 99.8% of her time in
USA Today bestselling author Nana Malone's love of all
things romance and adventure started with a tattered romantic suspense novel
she "borrowed" from her cousin.
It was a sultry summer afternoon in Ghana, and Nana was a
precocious thirteen. She's been in love with kick-butt heroines ever since.
With her overactive imagination constantly channeling her inner Buffy, it was
only a matter a time before she started creating her own characters.
While she waits for her chance at a job as a ninja assassin,
Nana works out her drama, passion and sass with fictional characters every bit
as brazen and kick-butt as she thinks she is.
What happens when you want more in life than just running
You hang out at home plate and stop playing the field. He's sexy and irresistible. I've done my best to ignore the
magnetism that flows between us. I don't need complications in my life. I can't
get wrapped up in his world, the last thing I need is to get attached to a
professional athlete. I don’t have time for heartbreak.
Something about her pulls me in. I want to get to know her. I want a chance to
show her I'm more than just my career, my paycheck. I'm the man for her. I know
I am. No matter how much she resists this connection between us. It doesn't
change the fact that she’s my grand slam.
Kaylee Ryan is a New York Times and USA Today Bestselling
author. When she’s not spinning tales of happily ever after, she’s
reading or spending time with family. Born and raised an Ohio girl,
Kaylee resides in Cincinnati with her husband and their son.
I was weak.
After everything I’d been through, I’d grown weaker, not stronger. But I would
change that. This was the year I’d lose myself, even if this meant losing
Caleb—my rock. He was too close to the enemy, too close to do what needed to be
Alex Connor needed to suffer. It was the only way to stop him.
So, whatever it took, I would make him suffer and I would make him pay.
There was only one thing I’d ever really wanted in life. My freedom. A sense of
hope in a world where disappointment didn’t come after. A life where Alex
Connor didn’t have control. It’d been the least possible thing in my life until
now. But the freedom I’d wanted at first was nothing like the air I wanted to
breathe with her. The moment I’d met Paige, she’d become my center, the core of
Although, when everything was said and done, I would never get to have my
freedom. I would never get to revel in hope. I would become off-center, and I
Some years ago,
Casey rediscovered her passion for writing and hasn’t stopped writing since.
Her favorite genre is romance with a little angst, which is why she writes
sexy, funny, sweet, and emotional stories that are a bit more in depth, but so
much fun to read.
Casey has a ridiculously short attention span and loves her coffee and tea
without sugar and milk. Apart from reading or writing, she loves to snowboard,
even when she’s catching an edge and face-planting in the snow. She absolutely
a rescue not a rescue? When it’s a kidnapping.
Dieter, whose real name is Raphael Mirabaud, tried to escape her ex-husband’s
Secret Service and army, but they couldn’t. Dozens of military personnel, maybe
hundreds, surrounded them, trying to kidnap Flicka. The only way out was with
mercenaries hired by Raphael’s father.
Raphael’s father has other plans for them, plans that would force Raphael to go
back to a destiny he tried to leave behind, and his father will hold Flicka and
Alina hostage and threaten their lives to make him do it.
is an award-winning, USA Today bestselling author who
used to publish literary fiction. Because professional reviews of her other
fiction usually included the caveat that there was too much deviant sex and too
much interesting plot, she decided to abandon all literary pretensions, let her
freak flag fly, and write hot, sexy, suspenseful romance.
Willow Winters is so happy to be a USA Today, Wall Street Journal and #1 Contemporary Bestselling Romance Author. She likes her action hot and her bad boys hotter. She certainly doesn’t hold back on either one in her writing!
Willow started writing after having her little girl, Evie, December 2015. All during her pregnancy with Evie she continued to read and she only wanted to read romance. She was reading a book a day — sometimes two.
In January 2016 Willow was staying up late with Evie and just thinking of all these stories. They came to her constantly so she finally sat down and just started writing. She always wanted to do it so she figured, why not? Today Willow cannot be happier for making that decision!
Detective Ryan Xander fights to save his partner when her
violent stalker ups the ante and pulls out all the stops to end her life.
Sometimes you have to do something even if it hurts someone you love. Annabelle
Englewood just made the biggest decision of her life. She's moved out of the
home she has shared with her boyfriend for the last five years. She's not sure
she made the right choice but she felt like it was something she had to
A woman disappears without a trace. Another four women vanish on the same
night. The case takes a personal turn for Detective Xavier Montague when his
estranged girlfriend, Annabelle, also goes missing. Is her disappearance
related? Is someone else responsible? Or did she simply walk away from her life
of her own volition?
** Warning: Graphic violence and themes of sexual assault/abuse **
Jane has loved reading and writing since she can remember.
She writes dark and disturbing crime/mystery/suspense with some romance thrown
in because, well, who doesn’t love romance?! She has several series including
the complete Detective Parker Bell series, the Count to Ten series, the
Christmas Romantic Suspense series, and the Flashes of Fate series of
When she’s not writing Jane loves to read, bake, go to the beach, ski, horse
ride, and watch Disney movies. She has a black belt in Taekwondo, a 200+
collection of teddy bears, and her favorite color is pink. She has the world’s
two most sweet and pretty Dalmatians, Ivory and Pearl. Oh, and she also enjoys
spending time with family and friends!
My name is Lennox Brooks and I’ll admit, I’ve made a lot of mistakes. I
don’t take the big risks, I cover my insecurities with snark, I’ve shown my
crazy a few more times then I would’ve liked, and I’ve been trying, and failing
at love pretty much since I first grew tits.
Weirdos, Mama’s boys, the over-coiffed, and underwhelming, I’ve been
out with them all, just read my blog. I’ve got horror stories that would curl
your toes and singe your nose hairs, but none of them compare to the toad who
started it all, Ellis Walker.
He was the boy next door, the charming, infuriatingly gorgeous one who
broke my heart and disappeared without a trace. Now he’s back and determined to
throw my life into chaos, dredging up painful memories just when things were
But the thing is there are always two sides to every story.
I’ve spent the better part of my life hating him for everything he put
me through, but without that resentment clouding my judgment how will I ever
Love is complicated, appearances are deceiving, and sometimes you have
to kiss a whole lotta frogs before finding your prince.
I got ready in a fury and reread Ellis’s invasive text three times while
I fixed my hair and makeup, shaking my head each time and fighting back a
I still hadn’t answered when I started walking the six blocks to Sawyer’s
apartment. I’d barely stepped off the stoop of my building when my phone rang.
“You never answered my question,” Ellis said.
My lips curled up at the corners. “Of course, I didn’t.”
“Because it’s none of your business.”
“Len, your nudity is absolutely my business.
In fact, I’m the CEO of that luscious body and I’m a hands-on kind of leader.”
I shook my head, unable to hold back my smile any longer. “Wow, you
managed to turn a creepy text into an even creepier metaphor. Kudos to you.”
Ellis laughed. “Are you?”
“Am I what?”
“Naked,” he said. “I’m about the hop in the shower and I need a visual
to, you know, help me finish the job.”
“Unbelievably sexy you mean.” I could hear the grin in his voice.
“Seriously, though,” he said. “What are you up to?”
“Well.” I took a deep breath, the ice-cold air burning my nose. “If you
must know, Sawyer offered to make me dinner. I’m on my way to his place.”
“Really?” he asked. “Great!”
I stopped short on the sidewalk my feet frozen to the pavement. People
around me grunted their disapproval and moved around me as I stood glued to the
“Great?” What happened to throwing his hat in the ring?
“Yeah. I’m starved; I’ll meet you there in ten.”
“You can’t be serious.”
“I love his food—man, that guy can cook. Best decision I ever made, going
into business with him. Even if he’s trying to steal my woman.”
“Ellis!” I shouted into the phone. An elderly woman pulling a grocery
cart behind her glared at me for my outburst. I mouthed my apologies to her
then returned to my phone. “So help me God if you show up at Sawyer’s…”
“What’s the big deal? I’m friends with him. He’s friends with you. We can
all have dinner together, it’ll be fun.”
“You aren’t invited.”
“Oh, Len, I’m hurt. I thought we were moving forward. We’re friends,
I sighed. “Yes, we’re friends.”
“And friends sometimes eat together?” I groaned, not liking the route
this conversation was taking. “Sawyer and I are friends, which I expect might
change when I tell him how I feel about you. Oh, what the hell—we’ll just leave
him out of this and you and I will just go ourselves.”
“Smooth, Ellis,” I said. “Real smooth.”
“I am pretty smooth if I do say so myself. Not to mention devastatingly
handsome, and moderately charming.”
“Only moderately?” I asked.
“Yes, but don’t worry; I grow on you.”
I took a deep breath to calm my nerves and closed my eyes. “Please tell
me you are not going to show up this evening.”
Ellis laughed. “Relax. I won’t be interrupting your little dinner.”
“Thanks.” I checked the address and looked up at Sawyer’s building. The
door to which was sandwiched between a dry cleaner and a greasy pizza place.
“I’ve got to go. I’ll talk to you later.”
“Okay,” he said. “Lennox?”
He didn’t say anything right away. I just stood there, the cold wind
biting at my fingertips.
“Don’t—," he started, his voice sounding almost pained.
I stood there listening to him breathe on the other end.
“Nothing.” He sighed.
I groaned and rolled my eyes. “Bye, Ellis.”
Samatha “Sam” Harris lives near Baltimore, Maryland with her husband
David and daughter Ava. Born in Florida, she migrated north which most people
agree was a little backwards. She has been an artist all of her life, a Tattoo
Artist for more than ten years, and a storyteller since she was a kid.
Sam has a slightly unhealthy love for Frank Sinatra, classic movies,
and Jazz and Blues music, but her first love will always be reading. From
Romance, to Thrillers, to Historical Fiction and everything in between, she
loves to become a part of the story. As a writer she tells the stories that she
would want to read.