Title: The Impossible Vastness of Us
Series: Standalone
Author: Samantha Young
Release Date: June 27, 2017

“I know how to watch my back. I’m the only one that ever has.”
India Maxwell hasn’t just moved across the country—she’s plummeted to the bottom rung of the social ladder. It’s taken years to cover the mess of her home life with a veneer of popularity. Now she’s living in one of Boston’s wealthiest neighborhoods with her mom’s fiancé and his daughter, Eloise. Thanks to her soon-to-be stepsister’s clique of friends, including Eloise’s gorgeous, arrogant boyfriend Finn, India feels like the one thing she hoped never to be seen as again: trash.
But India’s not alone in struggling to control the secrets of her past. Eloise and Finn, the school’s golden couple, aren’t all they seem to be. In fact, everyone’s life is infinitely more complex than it first appears. And as India grows closer to Finn and befriends Eloise, threatening the facades that hold them together, what’s left are truths that are brutal, beautiful, and big enough to change them forever…
India is a California high school student, completely uprooted from life as she knew it, when her flighty mother drops the bombshell that she's fallen in love with a successful businessman from Boston and they'll be relocating immediately. India finds herself thrust into an opulent home, a new private school, and into a tenuous relationship with her soon-to-be step sister and an upper crust circle of friends India doesn't quite click with... especially her step sisters boyfriend. The Impossible Vastness of Us is India's story of finding hope, finding peace, finding friends, and finding love while struggling to maintain the walls she's built around herself.

This story is a complete 180 from anything Samantha Young has written before... and I absolutely loved it. I loved her fresh storytelling and polished writing in this book. I loved the feelings she evoked, the kind of emotion so exclusive to YA. This storyline was remarkably heavy yet still sweet and hopeful all at once. I'd like to say I was consumed from beginning to end, but that doesn't accurately explain my reading experience. I was pulled in at the very start, absolutely. But as I read, as India's story came to light, as this difficult, heart wrenching dynamic between her and Finn evolved, I grew more and more riveted with each turn of the page.

Rife with impossibility, heavy subject matter, and sweet teen romance, The Impossible Vastness of Us is a beautiful story of hope and intense emotions that I thoroughly enjoyed. There were moments that felt were a bit disjointed toward the end, and of course,I was left wanting more... always more. But this story is right... so, so right in all the ways. These characters are young, their stories are difficult, and Samantha Young has crafted an intricate course of events that never felt sugar coated or forced for the sake of a cliche happy ending. Instead, this story left me feeling hopeful, satisfied that even when things don't feel ok in the moment, where there is love and family and friendship, everything WILL be okay eventually. What a wonderful surprise this book was. What a completely unforgettable story this truly is. It's unlike anything I've read before and I hope Samantha Young has more YA in store for us, maybe even more from this unforgettable ensemble of characters, because I adored every single page.

Jessica's Rating:

“Headmaster Vanderbilt would like to introduce himself.”

Headmaster Vanderbilt turned out to be a guy probably only five years or so older than Theo. I expected someone stuffy, pretentious and more than a little condescending, but Headmaster Vanderbilt—a tall, reed-thin man who wore a tiny pair of rimless glasses perched on his big Roman nose—was warm and welcoming.

His welcome, in fact, would be the warmest I’d receive that day.

My first class was Microeconomics and to my horror Eloise, Finn and their whole crew took the class. I hadn’t been expecting to see them all together in one class and while the teacher introduced me I had to quickly put my mask of indifference on.

Eloise didn’t acknowledge my presence as I took a seat on the other side of the classroom. My eyes drifted to Finn but he was staring at the teacher, almost too studiously, like he was trying to avoid my gaze. I shook that suspicion off, knowing Finn thought he was superior to me—I probably wasn’t even on his radar.

Not that I cared if I was on his radar or not.

My Microeconomics teacher was pretty cool and I got through the class not feeling totally out of my depth. I considered that a positive for the day.

Fiction Writing was next and Charlotte was in my class. When I walked in, her eyes lit up and I thought I detected the beginnings of a smile before a thought passed over her expression. Her shoulders slumped, and she looked like she wanted to blend into the background.

I decided to ignore her weirdness and waved at her as the teacher approached to introduce herself. The teacher saw my exchange with Charlotte and insisted I sit with her.

“Hey,” I said as I took the seat beside her.

Charlotte gave me a half smile, half grimace. “Hi.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t cheat off you.”

Her answer was a tremulous smile.

Encouraged, I nodded at her violet dress. “That color looks awesome on you.”

Appearing almost taken aback, Charlotte glanced down at the dress and ran her fingertips over it. “Really? Bryce said it washed me out. She said I look trash in it.”

Of course she did. I got more than a few mean girl vibes off that girl. “Well, she’s wrong. It’s really cute.”

“Thanks.” Charlotte gave me a shy smile before wariness replaced it and she turned determinedly to face the front.

Her body language told me not to push talking to her, but I felt hope.

Smiling inwardly, I faced forward, too, and listened to the teacher as she started class.

Two classes passed and I already had more homework than I’d ever had back at Fair Oaks High. I wasn’t freaking out about it just yet, considering I had no friends and no extracurricular activities to distract me from all the schoolwork, but once I did I’d have to find a way to juggle it all.

As I was walking toward my next class I noticed the glances and full-on stares from my new schoolmates. Their looks varied from curious to sneering and I felt a tingle of wariness across the back of my neck. Turning a corner on my search for my Modern European History class, I came face-to-face with my stepsister-to-be and her girls. They sashayed down the hall like an ad for a TV show about beautiful popular high school kids, long hair fluttering out behind them like silk, long trim legs on display in their designer dresses and elongated by their Jimmy Choo sandals.

Eloise saw me, looked right through me and kept on walking without a word.

My skin felt hot with embarrassment at her obvious cut.

I watched her disappear around the corner with her best friends before looking around the hallway. That’s when I realized I hadn’t been imagining the sneers of my classmates.

A sick feeling settled in my gut as I wondered what the hell was going on.

Samantha Young is the New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author of adult contemporary romances, including the On Dublin Street series and Hero, as well as the New Adult duology Into the Deep and Out of the Shallows. Every Little Thing, the second book in her new Hart’s Boardwalk series, will be published by Berkley in March 2017. Before turning to contemporary fiction, she wrote several young adult paranormal and fantasy series, including the amazon bestselling Tale of Lunarmorte trilogy. Samantha’s debut YA contemporary novel The Impossible Vastness of Us will be published by Harlequin TEEN in ebook& hardback June 2017

Samantha has been nominated for the Goodreads Choice Award 2012 for Best Author and Best Romance for On Dublin Street, Best Romance 2014 for Before Jamaica Lane, and Best Romance 2015 for Hero. On Dublin Street, a #1 bestseller in Germany, was the Bronze Award Winner in the LeserPreis German Readers Choice Awards for Best Romance 2013, Before Jamaica Lane the Gold Medal Winner for the LeserPreis German Readers Choice Awards for Best Romance 2014 and Echoes of Scotland Street the Bronze Medal Winner for the LeserPreis German Readers Choice Awards for Best Romance 2015.

Samantha is currently published in 30 countries and is a #1 international bestselling author.



Check out the amazing cover for The Time in Between by Kristen Ashley. This is the third book in The Magdalene Series. Each novel is a standalone, I believe. This is releasing 8/29! 

Title: The Time in Between
Series: The Magdalene Series Bk #3
Author: Kristen Ashley
Release Date: August 29, 2017

After a painful loss, Cady Moreland is coming to Magdalene to start the next chapter of her life. A chapter that began eighteen years ago but had a heartbreaking ending. The time in between was full of family and friendship, but Cady could never get the man she fell in love with all those years ago out of her heart.
Coert Yeager has learned to live without the girl who entered his life right when she shouldn’t and exited delivering a crippling blow he never would have suspected. The time in between was full of failing to find what he was missing…and life-altering betrayal.
But when that girl shows up in Magdalene and buys the town’s beloved lighthouse, even if Coert wants to avoid her, he can’t. A fire in town sparks a different kind of flame that won’t be ignored.
As Cady and Coert question the actions of the two young adults they once were thrown into earth-shattering circumstances, can they learn from what came in between and find each other again?
Haven't read any books in The Magdalene Series yet? You can grab THE WILL (Bk #1) and SOARING (Bk #2) now! 

Kristen Ashley was born in Gary, Indiana, USA and nearly killed her mother and herself making it into the world, seeing as she had the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck (already attempting to accessorize and she hadn't taken her first breath!). Her mother said they took Kristen away, put her Mom back in her room, her mother looked out the window, and Gary was on fire (Dr. King had been assassinated four days before). Kristen's Mom remembered thinking it was the end of the world. Quite the dramatic beginning. 

Nothing's changed.

Kristen grew up in Brownsburg, Indiana and has lived in Denver, Colorado and the West Country of England. Thus, she's blessed to have friends and family around the globe. Her family was (is) loopy (to say the least) but loopy is good when you want to write. They all lived together on a very small farm in a small farm town in the heartland. She grew up with Glenn Miller, The Everly Brothers, REO Speedwagon and Whitesnake (and the wardrobes that matched).

Needless to say, growing up in a house full of music, clothes and love was a good way to grow up. 
And as she keeps growing, it keeps getting better.



I cannot believe release day is finally here. Are you excited or what? You know Katy is my most FAV! New review and exclusive excerpt below.

Title: Tycoon
Series: Standalone
Author: Katy Evans
Release Date: June 20, 2017! 

He wasn’t always this rich. This hot. This difficult.
Aaric Christos was a guy who protected me. Wanted me. Maybe even loved me.
That man is gone.
In his place is the most powerful real estate tycoon in the city.
He’s a cold, ruthless, aggressive businessman.
The only one who can save me and my startup from ruin.
It takes every ounce of courage to put my pride aside and ask for his help.
I didn’t expect him to offer it easily.
And he doesn’t.
Instead, he vets me harder than he’s vetted anyone.
Don’t invest in what you don’t know, he says.
He's assessing every piece of me, to the point I've never felt so bare.
I yearn for the boy I once knew, whose touch once craved me.
Putting it all on the line will be worth it, I tell myself.
Until I realize—too late—that some risks are not worth taking.
*A sexy new standalone contemporary romance by NYT and USA Today bestselling author Katy Evans.*
Katy Evans once again brings her A Game in this sexy, new standalone romance that's loaded with angsty tension, steamy goodness, and delicious feels. I swear, I'm a huge fan of this author because she never fails at blowing me away. I've read and loved all of her books and Tycoon was no different. Aaric is another strong Evans Hero that's so easy to love, he stole my heart! And I have to say, I absolutely adore a good second chance romance. They're so sweet. I love that there's already a healthy history between the characters that creates this immediate intimacy you just don't have in a romance where the couple meets for the first time. Tycoon has that, it has this sweet friendship/intimacy right from the get go that I just loved.  

Bryn Kelly is a young entrepreneur from Austin, now living in New York, who's trying to secure funding for her new business venture. Aaric Christos a shark, a real estate tycoon who's earned a fierce and ruthless reputation in NYC. Aaric is smart and sexy, a self-made millionaire who knows exactly what what risks to take and what risks to let go. Bryn comes to Aaric after a friend helps her secure a meeting with him to ask for funding. And from there a back and forth begins that leads to a friendship being reborn, and a sweet romance igniting. Bryn and Aaric have a history. They were friends when they were younger but haven't seen each other in over a decade. They both had feelings for each other when they were young, but it never worked out. Now with Bryn in NY, right in Aaric's clutches, things are about to get deliciously intense in the most epic way. 

Katy Evan's really knows how to build sexual tension into her books. Tycoon is a slow build that had me wanting more and more with each and every page. I truly loved the way we got to watch this romance blossom while getting little peeks into both the characters when they were younger. It had all the things I love in a good romance read. A growing friendship, fun back and forth banter, adorably charming flirting, the yearning for each other and of course, angst. Overall, I'd say this is another hit for Katy Evan's fans. I think you'll fall in love just like I did. It's impossible not to. Bryn and Aaric are adorable and so sexy! And I was completely charmed by their romance. 

Angie's Rating:

“Can’t believe you still do that,” he mutters.


“Bite down on your lips like that—from the inside. Beneath your top lip.”

I release my lips. “I don’t do that,” I counter.

“You just did.”

“I didn’t.”

He signals with his index finger. “You just did again.”

“Ugh! I’m so annoying,” I cry, laughing.

He chuckles. “You’re adorable,” he says plainly.

We are laughing one second—and the next we are sober.

“So you’ve been with her for long?”

“Miranda?” he asks. “Six months, give or take.”

“A record for you?”

He shrugs. “You could say that.”

“Soul mates?”

“I don’t believe in that.”


“Come on. I’m practical.” He frowns. “Do I look like someone who gets caught up in the fanciful stuff?”

I shrug.

“I’m thirty-two, bit.”

“So? One can be romantic at any age.” I laugh when he doesn’t even smile in agreement. God, this man is gorgeous. Gorgeous and very hard to read. “My best friend Becka and I discovered a site called the Soul Mate Site. I love reading it. It preaches that you won’t meet your soul mate until you’re on your soul’s path—so we all better do what we came here to do.”

“What did you come here to do?” he asks. He sounds interested.

“I suppose what makes us happy is a good indicator.”

“Sometimes it’s what we’re good at,” he says.

I laugh. “Yeah. Maybe. But then you’re not thinking you’re with your soul mate. You might not be on the right path yet.”

“It’s the only path I’m going to be on.”

I smile. “I heard about you when you made your first million. I was happy for you. You deserve it. While everyone partied you worked, but when you got to the parties you partied hard.”

He leans back and crosses his hands behind his head. “I like going all out on everything,” he says cockily.

“So are you going all out with your girlfriend?”

He drops his arms. “We’ll see,” he says. Gruff.

He scrapes his jaw as he stares at a spot past my shoulder in frustration. I realize it’s little Missy coming back from her walk.

“I better go. I should probably go to bed early, catch some rest,” I say. “You too. I mean. Not together. Alone.”

“I know what you mean,” he says, taking care of the tab and handing a bill to the waitress.

We head out of the café. I lead Missy to the sidewalk where I see his car is pulling over.

It’s a cool night. I feel like curling into him for warmth. My nose feels red, and it’s only fall. Christos looks tall and powerful and so warm that it is a feat not to throw myself at him.

“See you Monday,” I say.

“Does Missy want a ride?” he asks.

“Oh no, she’s good,” I say.

“How about Wicked Miss Kelly.”

I laugh, blushing so hard the cold fades away.

“Hop in, I’ll drop you off,” he says.

“I’m fine, thanks. Really,” I insist. “Let’s keep it professional.”

His eyebrows pull down, and he takes a step, looking down at me in a mix of confusion, frustration, and amusement. “I offered you a ride, Bryn. Not a hotel room.”

I laugh. “I’m sorry, it’s just . . .” I take a step back and trip over a break in the sidewalk. “I’m within walking distance.”

He frowns and steps forward, putting his hand over my waist to keep me from falling. His hand feels so warm I suck up the warmth like a junkie. “You really frustrate me sometimes,” he confesses. “You always have.”

“What do you mean? Always?”

He smiles, and his hand remains on me for a heart-pounding second. He gradually pulls it free, and I walk away as reluctantly as he removed his hand.

Hey! I’m Katy Evans and I love family, books, life, and love. I’m married with two children and three dogs and spend my time baking, walking, writing, reading, and taking care of my family. Thank you for spending your time with me and picking up my story. I hope you had an amazing time with it, like I did. If you’d like to know more about books in progress, look me up on the Internet, I’d love to hear from you!



Title: The Farthest Edge
Series: Honey Series Standalone
Author: Kristen Ashley
Release Date: June 6, 2017

Step into the Honey Club, where every sensual boundary will be tested in search of the ultimate pleasure…
Branch doesn’t exist. Living off the grid, he’s looking for a way to forget his past and the guilt that plagues him. But no woman has ever been able to bring him to the edge he craves.
After a traumatic experience of her own, Evangeline stepped away from the decadent world of the Honey Club. But when she gets Branch’s offer—to play without boundaries or commitments—it’s too tempting for her to refuse.
As their passion ignites, Evangeline and Branch push each other to their farthest limit, fulfilling their darkest desires while falling harder and deeper than they ever imagined.
In this second standalone erotic romance in The Honey Series, Kristen Ashley delivers a sweet but shattering love story edged in pain, both the exquisite torture found in a Domme's playroom, and the brutal heartbreak of knowing that something so good can only end badly.  Straight out of the gate, I knew Branch and Evangeline were going to gut me. Branch is your quintessential KA alpha badass, a delicious mix of Deacon, Raid and Olivier but with an unbreakable yet tender quality making him unlike anyone else. He's ex military with a vendetta. He's strong and physically intimidating. He wants no attachments, no emotional connections, no questions. He just wants someone to fulfill his kink until he decides to move on. He's a man broken, closed off, impenetrable. Give that, of course, I couldn't wait to see how Evangeline would try to break through.

This story seemed to move more quickly than KA novels typically do. It never dragged but it wasn't hurried, the timing and pace were just perfect. And where the ratio of sex to storyline may have felt a bit unbalanced in The Deep End, with a lot more sex than romance in that book, things felt much more fluid in The Farthest Edge. The sex scenes are spread out in such a way that a decadent but difficult romance establishes a solid foundation of, not just sexual chemistry, but raw emotion. With all that goes on in this meaty, provocative story, the sex never felt gratuitous. It's so well done, this book, the steamy scenes only adding depth to these characters and their journey rather than detracting from them.

I said it after reading The Deep End and I'll say it again. The BDSM component in this story is so outside the box from anything I typically read. A brooding alpha male taking the submissive role in the relationship is still sometimes difficult for me to wrap my head around. But Kristen Ashley beautifully illustrates this refreshing concept making for a thought provoking, captivating storyline I was completely immersed in. It's mind boggling to me, still, that a man like Branch, a man so alpha in every aspect of his life, prefers to be ordered and owned, made to serve the way he does. But it's also really freaking hot. I love a book that makes you think, makes you step outside your own comfort zone and look at things in a new light, and this entire series, so far, has been an exercise in exactly that.

The Furthest Edge is pure eroticism at first glance, but it's ultimately a devastatingly brilliant story that made my heart ache as much as it swelled with joy. Passion, romance and titillating kink are layered seamlessly with drama and heartache to make for a story that truly felt like NOTHING this author has written before. The Farthest Edge surprised me from cover to cover. There are moments in this book that were too heavy for words. There were bits of banter that had me smiling from ear to ear. There are scenes in this book that are explosively erotic and there are moments so raw, they completely stole my breath away.  Every Kristen Ashley book has THAT moment you instantly visualize when you think back on each book. Well, The Farthest Edge has more than one wholly UNFORGETTABLE scene that'll be ingrained in my heart for always.  I really, truly enjoyed this story and I hope there's more to come for the Bee's Honey clientele. There's so much more to be gleaned from so many other characters and my appetite for more is far from satisfied.

Jessica's Rating:
He knew this was her playroom before he’d entered but right then he saw that she didn’t hide it under sheets and tarps, just behind the shutters.

Branch shifted the light around, seeing a horse, a bench, a table, all of them good quality. It cost a mint to outfit a good playroom and she didn’t make do. She’d been investing. Making smart purchases that would look good, stand strong during play and last a while.

Fashionable sink in the corner set in an attractive wood vanity, two matching tall, slim cupboards on each side.

He moved there, looked through the vanity and cupboards. Thick towels. Washcloths. Wet wipes. Soap. Bottles of foam anti-bacterial. Cleaning supplies. A large box of condoms. A little basket filled with some cosmetics—powder, lipsticks, gloss. Another filled with first-aid supplies—Band-Aids, bottles of antiseptic, tubes of ointment, gauze, cotton.

He closed the door to the cupboard he was inspecting, turned and shined the light around the room. Moving across the space, he noted hooks on the walls, in the ceiling, eyes in the floor, all looking sturdy. Whoever put them in might have wondered why or he’d been hers. But whoever that was knew what they were doing.

There was a tall cabinet and a large dresser across the room, both in the wood that made up the vanity and the cupboards. It all matched, was heavy and dark but attractive, giving the space the definite feel of playroom, not a dungeon. It was stylish and handsome, even warm, somewhere you’d want to stay awhile.

He didn’t think on his last thought as he opened the top cupboard doors of the cabinet and shined the light in, feeling what he found there in his dick.

Cats. Whips. Switches. Flogs. Paddles. Some straps. Some harnesses. All hanging from hooks. All well organized and well maintained. All also excellent quality. Not many, but again, quality, not quantity, was what she was clearly going for.

He closed the doors and crouched down to the two drawers at the bottom of the cabinet, opening them. Top one had silk ropes, some chains, shackles, cuffs. The bottom drawer was full of leather straps with cinches attached.

Branch straightened, moved to the dresser. Nothing littered the top, so he opened the first drawer.

What he found there made his balls draw up.

Carefully placed in what looked like purple silk-lined, custom-made grooves were her toys.

Plugs. Cocks. Vibrators. The first two in an impressive range of lengths, girths and shapes. If they had them, remotes were placed at the side of the toy they controlled. There was also a complicated cock ring, rabbit ears at the front for clit stimulation, and a strap that would lead between the balls to a bullet that could be inserted in the anus, all of it obviously vibrated—triple the fun.

She like ass.

Not many of her kind didn’t.

He didn’t think on that either.

Kristen Ashley was born in Gary, Indiana, USA and nearly killed her mother and herself making it into the world, seeing as she had the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck (already attempting to accessorize and she hadn't taken her first breath!). Her mother said they took Kristen away, put her Mom back in her room, her mother looked out the window, and Gary was on fire (Dr. King had been assassinated four days before). Kristen's Mom remembered thinking it was the end of the world. Quite the dramatic beginning. 

Nothing's changed.

Kristen grew up in Brownsburg, Indiana and has lived in Denver, Colorado and the West Country of England. Thus, she's blessed to have friends and family around the globe. Her family was (is) loopy (to say the least) but loopy is good when you want to write. They all lived together on a very small farm in a small farm town in the heartland. She grew up with Glenn Miller, The Everly Brothers, REO Speedwagon and Whitesnake (and the wardrobes that matched).

Needless to say, growing up in a house full of music, clothes and love was a good way to grow up. 
And as she keeps growing, it keeps getting better.



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Also, this is a standalone novel in a NEW series of standalones!

Damien fox lived up to his name. Cunning, sly, and dangerous, fifty percent of Vegas’ strip clubs were his.
Whatever he wanted, money, attention, women, he got.
And now he wanted to buy my bar, no matter the cost.
I wanted him to go to hell on a first-class ticket.
He played a dirty game, and I followed his rules. I let him think he would win.
Despite our differences, it was clear to see that we were no more than two broken hearts colliding in the darkness.
Closed off, sexy, and holding a pain that would crush a lesser man, he was the ultimate sin.
One I couldn’t deny myself, even though I knew better than to trust a fox...
(SIN is book one of the Vegas Nights series. Each book in this series is a standalone novel.)


Title: Hearts on Air
Series: Bk #6 - Heart Series (Standalone)
Author: L.H. Cosway
Release Date: June 8, 2017

3 weeks. 5 cities. 15 impossible stunts. One reality show.
Trevor Cross came into Reya Cabrera’s world with a bang and faded out with a whimper. They vowed to make it work, but life had other plans. After chasing his TV dreams for years, Trev finally became the UK’s next big reality star, but he alienated his family and friends in the process. Now he finally has everything he ever wanted. Women. Money. Fame. But none of it means anything when he doesn’t have the one thing that matters most: love.
Money leaves a gaping hole. Fame surrounds him with loneliness. And no woman makes him feel like Reya used to before the whirlwind of success pulled them apart.
He has a plan to get her back. However, with a hectic filming schedule looming, the only way to do that is to convince her to come on the road with him. Reya has been stuck in a rut for a while, and the opportunity to travel across Europe and play her music for new audiences seems like heaven. The only catch? She has to do it with the one boy who ever got close enough to break her heart. But he’s not a boy anymore, and as she gets to know him again she can’t deny her respect for the man he’s become.
Every time she’s around him her heart feels full of air, like a balloon about to pop. Little does she know, Trev’s feelings are just as tumultuous as hers. One thing’s for sure, these three weeks on the road together will either make them whole again or break them irrevocably.
**Hearts on Air is a contemporary romance and book #6 in the Hearts series, however it can also be read as a complete standalone.**
Hearts on Air is a second chance friends to lovers to friends to lovers romance... I'd love to say there was an element of enemies in there somewhere, but Reya and Trev never hated each other. They just never seemed to be on the same page at the same time, but respected each other too much to be jerks about it. That in itself was frustrating as hell for me because if I were Reya, I'd want to throttle Trevor for the things he'd done. But instead of the angsty, predictable storyline I was anticipating, LH Cosway takes the reader on a thrilling adventure of the heart with Hearts on Air, a story that turned out to be nothing like I expected, and everything I didn't know I needed.

Peppered through at least one of the previous books in this series, we were given glimpses of the dynamic between Reya Cabrera and Trevor Cross. And from the novella, One Epic Night, through the morning after at the beginning of this book, we're again reminded of how easy it's been for Trevor to dote on his best friend when it suits him, only to drop her when something better comes along. Trevor has consistently taken Reya for granted, selfishly overlooking her feelings and her friendship, often leaving her (and me!) quietly heartbroken. So by chapter one in this book, I was well and truly PISSED OFF at Trevor Cross. I wanted to see Reya give him back exactly what he gave her. I wanted to see him learn, and grow, and GROVEL. I wanted to understand. LH Cosway is such a master at creating brilliant romances between unique characters that are rarely easy but always honest... and that was the case with Reya and Trev. It turns out what I needed was honesty and truth. And that was somehow much more satisfying and right for this couple than an angsty, tumultuous story would've been.

This story is a bit slow burning, a bit frustrating. It's a necessary journey toward understanding, toward acceptance, toward forgiveness and that journey can feel painstaking at times. But it also feels just right. Reya and Trev and their course, both in the past and in the present, is a journey that was both painful and incredibly satisfying. Sometimes wanting to see a character hurt, wanting to see him grovel, wanting to see him suffer for what he put another person through is not as satisfying as coming to understand him, as forgiving him. LH Cosway beautifully crafts a love story with Hearts on Air that was really eye opening for me. It truly gripped my heart and made me see the truth of this love story in a way I wasn't expecting. I wanted to be angry for Reya, for her heartbreak and her abandonment. I wanted Trev to get a dose of his own medicine, to hurt, and to feel unwanted. But the growth in this story is everything, the understanding these characters come to about each other and about themselves is exactly what I needed to feel.

This story is not only a lovely second chance romance, it's also a beautiful ode to every character that has fallen apart and fallen in love throughout this series. Cosway seamlessly weaves so many of her characters into this book, reminding her readers why they lost their HEARTS to this series in the first place. An illusionist, a circus act, a businessman, and a family of criminals were brought through the wringer in this series, but through love and forgiveness, they found their happily ever after with their soulmates. Each story is refreshing and absolutely nothing like the last book or the next, and Hearts on Air is no exception. This book is sweet and sexy and full of heart... and it makes me want to go all the way back to the beginning just to feel all the feels all over again.

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L.H. Cosway has a BA in English Literature and Greek and Roman Civilisation, and an MA in Postcolonial Literature. She lives in Dublin city. Her inspiration to write comes from music. Her favourite things in life include writing stories, vintage clothing, dark cabaret music, food, musical comedy, and of course, books.

She thinks that imperfect people are the most interesting kind. They tell the best stories.

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Title: Roommates with Benefits
Series: Standalone 
Author: Nicole Williams
Release Date: June 4, 2017

Soren Decker. He’s the epitome of the “bad boy, good man” persona. The best of both worlds. The worst of them too. He’s the type of guy most girls would not mind sharing a confined space with, except my new roommate isn’t all swagger and chiseled abs.
He’s bossy. Messy. Cocky. Infuriating. Doesn’t believe in personal space. Has no qualms about roaming the apartment with a loincloth-sized towel cinched around his waist. Seems under the delusion he’s my personal protector (refer back to infuriating). He plays college baseball and holds down a part-time job—I don’t know where he finds the time to get on my nerves.
We’re got nothing in common . . . except for one thing. Our attraction to one another. And in six hundred square feet of shared space, the tension only has so much room to grow before one of us gives in to temptation. But really, what chance do a couple of young kids chasing their dreams in the big city have of making it?
Since Soren claims I know squat about sports (he might have a semi-point), here’s a stat for him—one in a million. That’s our odds.
“Coming in,” I announced, opening the door and stepping inside. A plume of steam rolled over me, instantly coating my skin in a hot, dewy shield. “Hot shower?”

​“Hell of a lot better than the cold one I took a couple of nights ago.”

His voice echoed off the walls as I focused on squeezing a glob of toothpaste onto my brush. It was difficult. I found myself quite distracted by the knowledge he was naked behind that thin shower curtain, a whole three feet away.

​Just as I was about to stick my toothbrush into my mouth, the shower cranked off, the curtain whipping open right after.

​Soren. Wet. Exposed.


​My eyes clamped shut, but it wasn’t fast enough. From the low chuckle he gave, he hadn’t missed my two-second gape.


​“Sorry. Water got cold.”

​I gave him a few seconds to cover up before I opened my eyes and got back to brushing my teeth. He hadn’t covered up though.

​“What are you doing? Grab a towel.” My arm flailed in the direction of where we kept our fresh towels hanging from the rack. My eyes felt like they were about to go crossed from staying focused on my reflection instead of his naked one in the same mirror.

“Out of fresh towels. Haven’t gotten around to the laundry.” He moved up beside me at the sink, reaching for his own toothbrush. He was standing so close, his wet arm was brushing against mine.

Don’t look down. Don’t look down. Don’t look at the giant—

Crap. I looked.

He was grinning at me as he brushed his teeth, my face crimson thanks to what I’d glanced at.

“See anything you like?”

My body was still buzzing from what I’d seen that I liked. I kind of hated him for calling me out on it though. I kind of even hated him for having so much to like.

“I know what you’re doing.” My eyebrow rounded as I got to work brushing my teeth too.

He spit in the sink, somehow winding up closer to me when he leaned back up. “Air drying?”

My eyes narrowed in the mirror at him. “Trying to change my mind.”

He stared back, brushing his teeth in all of his naked glory, a cocky tenor to his expression. Once he finished brushing, he rinsed his toothbrush and turned toward the door.

“I don’t need to change your mind,” he said, pausing when he was directly behind me.

When he turned, I swore I could feel his arms coming around me, pulling me into the shelter of his strong body. An involuntary shudder spilled down my back. He didn’t miss that either.

“I just need you to speak it instead of lying about it.” His eyes dropped to the back of my neck, where I knew he could see the raised flesh. I knew, because one side of his mouth lifted.

Bracing my hands on the sink, I didn’t blink as I locked eyes with him in the mirror. “It takes a lot more than washboard abs and a giant . . .” Crap. Something else. “Ego to get my attention.”

Soren leaned forward, his hands framing around the outsides of mine, his arms running the length of mine. His chest didn’t touch my back, but I could feel its expanse hovering above it. “I’ve already gotten your attention.” His eyes dropped from mine to my chest. Where it was rising and falling noticeably hard, my nipples pushing through my camisole. “I’m looking for something else.”

Another shudder, this one spilling down my legs. “What?”

His crooked smile changed into a cryptic one before he leaned back and opened the door. “You’ll see.”


“Don’t worry. I’ll tell you when you give it to me.”

My fist curled around my toothbrush as I turned toward him. “I’m not giving you anything.”

“You’re giving me something right now.” He didn’t glance back before leaving the bathroom. Did he really need to have that nice of an ass when he already had a glorious package? I was screwed. “This point goes to Decker.”

Nicole Williams is the New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author of contemporary and young adult romance, including the Crash and Lost & Found series. Her books have been published by HarperTeen and Simon & Schuster in both domestic and foreign markets, while she continues to self-publish additional titles. She is working on a new YA series with Crown Books (a division of Random House) as well. She loves romance, from the sweet to the steamy, and writes stories about characters in search of their happily even after. She grew up surrounded by books and plans on writing until the day she dies, even if it’s just for her own personal enjoyment. She still buys paperbacks because she’s all nostalgic like that, but her kindle never goes neglected for too long. When not writing, she spends her time with her husband and daughter, and whatever time’s left over she’s forced to fit too many hobbies into too little time.

Nicole is represented by Jane Dystel, of Dystel and Goderich Literary Agency.



Title: Dating You / Hating You
Series: Standalone Novel
Author: Christina Lauren
Release Date: June 6, 2017

Everyone knows that all’s fair in love and war. But these two will learn that sabotage is a dish best served naked.
The first standalone romance by New York Times and #1 international bestselling author Christina Lauren (Beautiful Bastard) is a sexy, compulsively readable romantic comedy that dives headlong into the thrill and doubt of modern love.
Despite the odds against them from an embarrassing meet-awkward at a mutual friend’s Halloween party, Carter and Evie immediately hit it off. Even the realization that they’re both high-powered agents at competing firms in Hollywood isn’t enough to squash the fire.
But when their two agencies merge—causing the pair to vie for the same position—all bets are off. What could have been a beautiful, blossoming romance turns into an all-out war of sabotage. Carter and Evie are both thirtysomething professionals—so why can’t they act like it?
Can Carter stop trying to please everyone and see how their mutual boss is really playing the game? Can Evie put aside her competitive nature long enough to figure out what she really wants in life? Can their actor clients just be something close to human? Whether these two Hollywood love/hatebirds get the storybook Hollywood ending, or just a dramedy of epic proportions, you get to enjoy Christina Lauren’s heartfelt, hilarious story of romance in the modern world.
And now for something completely different...

In Dating You/Hating You, my all-time favorite writing duo delivers a standalone romance unlike anything else they've written to date. With their signature sharp wit and a storyline that I adored, Christina Lauren shakes things up with Carter and Evie's love story. Lust and attraction war with professional ambition to make for a storyline bursting with sexual tension, sharp dialogue, and tenuous emotions that held me captive. 

This isn't your quintessential enemies to lovers office romance. This is a story about two Hollywood talent agents who connect right away, feel an intense attraction immediately, and have steaming chemistry right out of the gate... until everything comes crashing down. When their companies merge, Carter and Evie find themselves vying for the same position, and suddenly their professional goals threaten any romantic potential before it even has a chance to begin. It's an emotional gut punch witnessing the crumbling of what might have been. But their quiet longing and their mutual internal conflict between falling in love and climbing the professional ladder make for a romance rife with humor and heartache, workplace sparring and a steamy push and pull. I couldn't get enough.

This story is light and fun, sexy and maddeningly tumultuous. An office romance rife with wickedly sharp banter and ruthless sabotage, this story had me both smiling from ear to ear and knotted with nerves. But Christina Lauren also weaves this lighthearted romance novel with a profound message about the disparities between men and women in the workplace. This enemies to lovers romance hit me in all the right places with how sensual and snarky, sweet and salty it was. But it kicked me right in the gut with a heavy reminder of how much harder women have to work to get paid the same, how women are often judged more on what they wear than what they have to say. Dating You/Hating You is a delightfully smart story, a romance as sweet and heartwarming as the professional competition is ruthless, a refreshing change of pace from anything this duo has ever delivered before. The romance between Carter and Evie is as unpredictable as the dramatic plot twists and I enjoyed every bit of it.

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Yes, there are two of us! Lauren (on the left) and Christina (on the right).

Christina Lauren is the combined pen name of long-time writing partners/besties/soulmates/brain-twins Christina Hobbs and Lauren Billings. The coauthor duo writes both Young Adult and Adult Fiction, and together has produced fourteen New York Times bestselling novels. They are published in over 30 languages, have received multiple starred reviews from Kirkus and Library Journal, been selected as one of NPR’s Top 100 Swoon-Worthy Romances, and won both the Seal of Excellence award and Book of the Year from RT Magazine.



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Carver Jones’ partner at Jones + Gallum had to step down for medical reasons. He’s absolutely devastated. He swears. Just ignore his cheeky grin, okay?
When word reaches his fancy corner office that Gallum is replacing himself with his daughter, Amity, Carver is ecstatic.
For real this time.
Jones squashes men in the business industry flat. A woman? Pfst. He’ll be completely in charge in no time, doing whatever he wants. He’s so ready for this.
But is he ready to fight the hardest fight of his life? No, not the one to maintain control of his company. The one to keep control of his heart.
The battle may begin in the boardroom, but the war will definitely be won in the bedroom. May the best sex win.
*This is a steamy office romance.*
“Mr. Jones? You have a visitor,” Marissa chirps through the line.

“Send her in.”

Swiping a set of files from the corner of my desk, I spread them in front of me in a haphazard, I’ve-been-doing-this-all-day kind of way. Not that I haven’t been working since before the sun came up. I have. That’s not the point.

The point is this: first impressions matter most. It sets the stage for every other interaction, regardless of the relationship. The relationship I’m about to have with Amity Gallum as opposition in some fucked up competition to win the CEO title of our fathers’ company will be the most important one of my life.

Hell, it might be the only one in my life, but that’s beside the point.

The door handle flicks. I bow my head and appear to be so invested in the numbers in front of me that I don’t hear it.

My stomach knots as I wait for her to say something. I imagine her standing in the doorway, a load of binders and clipboards in her hand, as she looks at me over the top of those clunky glasses she wore when we were kids. I hope to God she upgraded those in the last twenty years.

Frustration grows with each second she doesn’t bother to speak. If she can’t get the balls to say hello, how in the hell does Dennis think she can run the company? So stupid.

I finally look up to get it over with.

Holy. Shit.

One thing is clear—this is not Amity Gallum. There’s no way this stunner is the braces-wearing, freckle-faced, nerdy little girl I knew at fifteen. No. Freaking. Way.

After making a quick mental note to tell Marissa to specifically name everyone here to see me, I feast my eyes on the voluptuous visitor. My lips twist into a smirk as I try to keep myself composed. “Good afternoon,” I say smoothly.

“Yes, it is.”

It takes every bit of effort I can manage to keep my jaw from dropping. Even after all this time, I recognize that voice.

It can’t be.

Black stilettos do nothing but extend long, lean legs that are capped off with a black skirt. A white top, rounded at the chest by a full set of t*ts, has a tailored black jacket on top. Loose, blonde curls touch her shoulders.

She. Definitely. Upgraded.

“Can I help you?” I grin, rifling through all the ways I can, and hope to be, helping her later.

Her blue eyes pin me to my chair, clearly not amused by my reaction to her “f-ck me” body. “No, but I can help you find a restraining order if you don’t stop looking at me like that.”

“Like what?”

“Like you’re a fifteen-year-old boy that wants to pick me for Seven Minutes in Heaven.” She throws me a narrowed glare so cold I’d shiver if I had feelings.

Memories of a night a long time ago filter through my mind. I haven’t thought about that in years. Noah dared me to use my uncanny ability to stop the bottle from spinning when it landed on her. I was never one to back out on a dare. I had a reputation on the line. Besides, maybe I’d thought about kissing her a time or a hundred million in the previous six months. This simply gave me an excuse.

“You still think about that?” I ask.

“Yes. You come to mind any time a guy is being an asshole.”

I consider this. “On one hand, I’m glad I’m memorable.”

“Only you would be proud someone remembers you as a complete jerk,” she sighs, rolling her eyes. “You haven’t changed at all.”

My entire game plan is out the window. I didn’t expect her to be pissy, aggressive, or hot. I have to regroup on the fly. “That’s no way to talk to your boss, Ms. Gallum,” I poke.

“Let’s get one thing straight: you are not my boss.”

“That’s not true. I’m the current President of this company, and you, by all accounts, are just a woman jockeying for a position.”

She crosses her arms over her ample chest as she takes in the easy way in which I point out that simple fact. “It looks to me like you’re just a man trying to hold on to a dream that’s dying.”

“Do you need CPR? I’ll happily give you a little mouth-to-mouth.”

“Thank you,” she singsongs, her arms falling from her chest to her sides. “You just reminded me how easy it’s going to be to take the CEO title.”

A little giggle escapes her lips, one I can tell is for my benefit. I’m benefited. I can imagine that same sound with my name wrapped around it as I bring her to the brink of orgasm.

“I wish you the best of luck,” I tell her, ignoring my blue balls. “I really do. Because you’re going to need it.”

“I know. I’m just the girl that should be looking for a position on a level I’m capable of.”

“Of course your father told you I said that.”

“Yes, of course he did,” she mocks.

She takes me in for what may be the first time since she walked in. The grandeur of my office, the statement I make sitting behind this antique desk framed by the large windows overlooking Manhattan, hits her. She almost flinches.

“If you think it’s going to be easy to bend me over, Carver, you think wrong.”

“Do you prefer another position?” I deadpan. “I’m game.”

“I don’t like you.” She glares. “I won’t like you. And,” she says, storming in and getting comfortable on the sofa across from my desk, “if you get in my way, I will make you pay.”

Challenge. Accepted.

USA Today Bestselling author Adriana Locke lives and breathes books. After years of slightly obsessive relationships with the flawed bad boys created by other authors, Adriana has created her own.

She resides in the Midwest with her husband, sons, and two dogs. She spends a large amount of time playing with her kids, drinking coffee, and cooking. You can find her outside if the weather's nice and there's always a piece of candy in her pocket.


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