Spotlight: The Roommate Problem by Mariah Ankenman

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Publication Date: August  10, 2020

Genres: Entangled: Lovestruck, Contemporary Romance, Enemies to Lovers

To Moira “Mo” Rossi, the world is full of sunshine, goodness, and happily ever afters—so of course she figures finding the perfect roomie will be easy. But after four creepos who ask if benefits come with the room and one woman who claims she’s a vampire, Mo is officially desperate. So what if the guy she agrees to on paper ends up being the Derrick Downer to her Sally Sunshine in person? She’s the queen of making lemonade.

August Porter expected his new roommate Mo to be like him—neat, practical, and oh yeah: male. Not the outrageous hippie with more stars in her eyes than there are in the sky. She’s infuriating, exasperating, his exact opposite in every possible way…and the bright ray of sunshine he didn’t even realize his gray world was missing. Suddenly, falling into bed with his roommate isn’t the worst idea he’s ever heard. Just falling in love with her is.

But one of them is keeping a secret that could turn their opposite attraction into utter disaster.

Each book in the Mile High Happiness series is STANDALONE:

*The Best Friend Problem

*The Best Man Problem

*The Roommate Problem

Excerpt

“So, what do you think?” she asked as he handed some cash to the man behind the table who gave him a bag of—gag—zucchini. Why did the man need four zucchinis? No one needed that much green food.

“Good selection, prices are a little high.”

She barely held back a groan. Could nothing satisfy this man?

They started to walk again when Mo almost tripped over a large golden retriever. Her arms went spinning, trying to find her balance again, but it was no use, she was going down. Except she didn’t. Two big, strong arms caught her, saving her from cracking her head on the hard pavement. She glanced up, staring into a pair of beautiful hazel eyes and a firm, turned down mouth.

“Are you okay?” August asked with concern.

Heck yeah she was! She was currently being held by a very sexy redhead. Who wouldn’t be okay with that?

“You just keep coming to my rescue today. You’re like my very own knight in...” she glanced down at his tight black t-shirt and dark, worn blue jeans, “rough denim.”

Feeling exceptionally playful, she moved up on her toes to place a grateful kiss on his cheek.

Mistake!

The brief contact of her skin pressed against his sent a bolt of sexual awareness through her. The hands on her hips tightened, pulling her slightly closer, his thumbs stroking the small strip of skin left bare between her shirt and skirt. Heat blazed in August’s eyes for just a moment before he blinked it away, releasing her and stepping back.

Hmm, that was interesting.

A friendly bark drew Mo’s attention down to a happy faced pup with a pink tongue hanging out the side of its mouth. She reached down to pet the animal.

“Oh, aren’t you just the sweetest little puppers there ever was? Yes you are, yes you are. Who’s a sweet doggo? You are.”

The dog whined, tilting its head and staring past her to August.

“Just go with it man,” August replied. “She’s weird, but it kind of grows on you.”

Whipping her head around so fast she nearly cracked her neck, she glared. “Hey!”

The corner of his mouth ticked up in an almost grin. He reached down to pet the dog on the top of its head. Silly mutt preened like the sun itself was touching it. Having felt those big, warm hands on her body very recently, she knew the dog wasn’t that far off.

“You gotta watch where you’re running, boy.”

“How do you know it’s a boy?”

August nodded with his chin. “Collar says Rudy.”

Well would you look at that? The collar was indeed stitched with large letters spelling out Rudy. How had she missed that? Must have been the adorable, distracting doggy face.

August knelt down beside her to give Rudy more loves. The shameless pup abandoned her lovin’ to practically crawl into August’s lap, licking his face in encouragement.

“I think someone has a fan.”

“He’s a good dog. Aren’t you, boy? All dogs are good.”

“You like dogs?”

He nodded. “Dogs are great. Better than people. They’re always up for a walk, easy to get along with, and they don’t leave their dishes in the sink long enough to gather mold.”

She ignored the last barb. “Did you have a dog growing up?”

The contentment on his face died. Relaxed expression disappearing as his jaw tightened.

“No.”

One word. The end. No explanation. She’d obviously hit some kind of sore spot. She wanted to ask more, but right at that moment, an older woman hurried over to them.

“I’m so sorry,” she huffed out the words, reaching down to latch a leash onto the dog’s collar. “Rudy jumped out of the car before I could get his leash on. He just loves the market.”

“Not a problem; he’s a sweetheart.” She smiled at the woman.

“Have a good one, Rudy,” August said to the dog, standing and tipping his head to the woman.

The woman walked away with Rudy, who kept looking back longingly at August, probably missing those big hands giving him love rubs.

Me too, Rudy. Me too.

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About the Author

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Bestselling author Mariah Ankenman lives in the beautiful Rocky Mountains with her two rambunctious daughters and loving husband who provides ample inspiration for her heart-stopping heroes. Her books have been nominated for the prestigious RWA Golden Heart® and CRW Stiletto awards. Whether she’s writing hometown heroes or sexy supernaturals, Mariah loves to lose herself in a world of words. Her favorite thing about writing is when she can make someone’s day a little brighter with one of her books.

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Spotlight: Can't Help Falling in Love (Magnolia Sound, #5) by Samantha Chase

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Series: Magnolia Sound #5

Release Date: August 10, 2020

Hunter Jones will do whatever it takes to make the best life possible for his son. Unfortunately, part of that requires relying on his now ex-wife—a woman who admits motherhood isn’t for her—to pull her weight for the sake of their boy. Yet when one of her erratic moments results in a missed daycare pick up, Hunter’s the one who gets accused of being a bad parent. He has nothing to prove to the opinionated stranger with the sassy smirk who openly berated him. Still, he finds himself irresistibly compelled to prove himself to her...After growing up in the foster system, Violet Drake has zero patience for poor parenting. However, she’s the first to admit she was too harsh on Hunter when he arrived late to pick up his son... and that’s only partially because he’s insanely hot. It should have been an easy no when he asked her out. She’s constantly traveling for work, plus getting mixed up with a single dad is a monumentally bad idea. But the idea of spending time with him is too tempting to resist.Their timing is wrong. They want completely different things. So why do they feel drawn to each other with each glance?

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Samantha Chase is a New York Times and USA Today bestseller of contemporary romance. She released her debut novel in 2011 and currently has more than forty titles under her belt! When she’s not working on a new story, she spends her time reading romances, playing way too many games of Scrabble or Solitaire on Facebook, wearing a tiara while playing with her sassy pug Maylene…oh, and spending time with her husband of 25 years and their two sons in North Carolina.

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Spotlight: Battle Born For You by Layla Lochran

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Painting Her Fate Liliana's story continues with this action-packed military romance as we dig deeper into Alexander's secrets consuming his days.

A: I made a proud oath to my country, vowing to fight until the battle is won, but my nightmares will not stay buried now that she is gone. Will she run back home to London, out of my life forever? Can I convince her it was my way of protecting her? My reality crashes down around me as I allow darkness to creep in. I can't take this feeling any longer; I need her to save me from myself. Please Lily.

L: He betrayed my trust and now my skeletons are out of the closet for all to see. If any of my secrets were to end up in the wrong hands, who knows what would happen. Can I ever forgive him? Now I am vulnerable, scared, needing someone to cling to. Can I trust Zander and his mates with their word of protection? If I have learned anything, it's never to question a Marine's promise.

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Excerpt

She turns her head just as I make my way down the path nearing her.

That smile.

It’s the smile that gives me the determination I need so much right now. Almost like I can win her heart again. I feel my own pounding a faster rhythm as I near her, and it’s not just because I happen to think she’s beautiful, but because of how strong and alive she seems to be now.

She stands from the bench where she and one other woman are sat at and I can’t help but zone in on the one I so desperately want.  I need to make amends. Today.

I arrive at her side; she straightens when she catches sight of me. “Hey Lily.” I see her brows lift in the slightest way.

“Alexander. What are you doing here?”

There it is, the awkwardness flowing between us; I want no part of it today nor in any way here on out. Not sure where my confidence comes from as I lean in and dust a quick kiss on her lips. At first, she freezes, and I think a slap from her might ensue. I need to take that chance though. My tongue caresses her top lip. A soft intake of air escapes her as her body molds into mine and her arms come around my waist.

I barely register the other woman standing nearby. I’m lost within the only person that matters most to me. Right here. Right now. Always.

Lily’s amiable lips linger on mine, sending a charge throughout my whole body. My wicked thoughts crash over me and I picture us hand and hand as we run to my bar down the road and into my locked office where I spread her out on my desk. Or better yet I carry her to a quiet little patch of scraggly bushes nearby, ravish her till her cries of pleasure enrapture us both. Only then would she ask me to take her home and finish what we started.

I want that so fuckin’ badly—I want hear her beg and plead for her release—but it’s too soon. I need to slow down.

Not to mention, screwing each other near Canalside usually ends in a decent fine and humiliation neither of us want on our record. There is nowhere to be stealthy in this public of a place.

I gently suck her bottom lip for a few seconds, drawing out a grating murmur from her.

A feminine throat clears from behind Lily and we separate.

She blinks dazedly up at me several times but doesn’t let go. My body must be grounding her, otherwise she feels as if she would drop to the ground. Yes. I want her just like this.

She furrows her brow when the woman behind her begins laughing lightly at the two of us.

“Well now, if that wasn’t a proper greeting, I don’t know what that could’ve been.” The lightness continuing in her tone.

“Umm.” Lily clears her throat, a slight blush to her cheeks. I can tell she is embarrassed and more aware now of the world around us. She steps back but keeps my hand in hers, the contact bringing that shiver through my body again. She turns her body so we both face the intruder. “Tamara- I-uh-, she stammers and it’s the cutest thing ever. I can’t recall a time when she has been lost for words.

“So this is the illustrious Alexander I have heard so much about. Nice to meet you, I’m Tamara, Lily’s best mate.” Her pompom afro poof on the top of her head pairs well with her bright colored clothing. Fun and inviting.

“Ah, Tamara, it’s good to finally meet you in person.” So, this is the one I have transpired with and the one who is helping me get my Lily back. I like that, my Lily.

A perfect ring to it.

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Layla Lochran grew up in a tiny ski town in Western New York, always with a variety of books in her hand. Contemporary, Historical, and Paranormal romances struck her fancy, expanding her imagination and dreams in someday becoming an author herself. Rock concerts, photography, and brightly colored hair are just a few of her hobbies, as well as having fun with special FX makeup, props, and costumes with her son and community. Other than reading, she enjoys nature, many different wines and local vineyards, spending time with her family, and helping others to find their creative edge. Someday she will travel the world to see all it has to offer her. Life is short; live every day to the fullest, love exponentially, stay positive, and give it your all.

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Cover Reveal: Falling into You by Al Jackson

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Falling into You

A Falling Stars stand-alone romance from A.L. Jackson

Coming September 21st

Cover: LJ Designs

Photo: Adrian Oliver Photography 

RELEASE DATE: SEPTEMBER 21ST, 2020

SERIES: A Falling Stars stand-alone novel 

Synopsis

Richard Ramsey is the guitarist for the world’s hottest new band.Gifted. Charismatic. Hot as sin.Lend your ear, and he’ll steal your heart.Nah, you can’t have his considering he left it in his hometown years ago.

He knows better than going back. But it’s his younger sister’s wedding, and there’s no way he can say no to that.

He should have known she would be there, invading his senses and making him thirst and hunger for what he wants most.

Violet Marin hates him for what he’s done. He left her emptyhanded with their wreckage strewn all around. She’s picked up the pieces and is living her life the best way that she can.

But their connection is fierce.

Their attraction unending.

It only takes one glance for their worlds to collide.

One touch to set them on fire.

But she doesn’t know the dark secrets he keeps. If he had understood the true price of fame, he would have known he’d sold his soul and this debt is something he cannot repay.

Letting her go is impossible, but will loving her cost it all?

A sensuous, captivating contemporary stand-alone romance in the Falling Stars series from NYT & USA Today Bestselling Author, A.L. Jackson . . .

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A.L. Jackson is the New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author of contemporary romance. She writes emotional, sexy, heart-filled stories about boys who usually like to be a little bit bad.

Her bestselling series include THE REGRET SERIES, CLOSER TO YOU, BLEEDING STARS, FIGHT FOR ME, CONFESSIONS OF THE HEART, and FALLING STARS novels. Watch out for her upcoming stand-alone, FALLING INTO YOU, releasing September 21st.

If she’s not writing, you can find her hanging out by the pool with her family, sipping cocktails with her friends, or of course with her nose buried in a book.

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Spotlight: Crash by Evelyn Sola

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Vivi has a pesky problem who goes by the name of Luke, but he thinks her bitter and combative mouth is just begging to be kissed. Find out if their hostility can be replaced by a single, scorching hot kiss in Evelyn Sola’s CRASH, the third book in The Clark Family series. Fans of hot, enemies to lovers reads will sink their teeth into this sexy, diverse romance. 

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For the first time in my life, I’m with the family I choose. Living with my cousin, who happens to be a newlywed, is the best thing ever.There is one pesky downside, and his name is Lucas Clark.He’s a spoiled rich boy who was put on this Earth to torture me. He thinks he can intimidate me, keep me in my place, but I have news for him. No way is he man enough.And it’s annoying. Like, why do his eyes follow me everywhere? Why do I lose all self-control, seeking him out whenever we share the same space?I should be running in the opposite direction, right? His words are harsh, hostile. Until one night, the hostility is replaced by a kiss that almost set us on fire.

Luke

She’s a tiny ball of energy. Every bitter and combative word out of her mouth is aimed at me. My family thinks I walk on water, so I could use any excuse to stay away from her. She’s nothing more than a man-hating shrew wrapped up in a beautiful package.Those dark eyes of hers? I see them everywhere. Her red lips? They beg to be kissed. And one night, I do. I finally get a taste, but it’s not enough. I want more.

She says she hates me. I’m used to getting what I want, and what I want is to prove to Vivi that hate is the last thing on her mind when it comes to me. 

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A Boston native, wife, mother, and wine enthusiast. If she’s not writing, thinking about writing, you will find her with a book in her hands. While a new publisher, she’s been writing for years, and she will continue to write for many years to come.  

Evelyn is obsessed with assertive and confident men who will stop at nothing to get their woman. Her stories are filled with love, passion, and humor. 

She currently lives in Washington, DC with her husband and two daughters.

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Spotlight: The Day Lincoln Lost by Charles Rosenberg

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An inventive historical thriller that reimagines the tumultuous presidential election of 1860, capturing the people desperately trying to hold the nation together – and those trying to crack it apart.

Abby Kelley Foster arrived in Springfield, Illinois with the fate of the nation on her mind. Her fame as an abolitionist speaker had spread west and she knew that her first speech in the city would make headlines. One of the residents reading those headlines would be none other than the likely next President of the United States.

Abraham Lincoln, lawyer and presidential candidate, knew his chances of winning were good. All he had to do was stay above the fray of the slavery debate and appear the voice of compromise until the people cast their votes. The last thing he needed was a fiery abolitionist appearing in town. When her speech sparks violence, leading to her arrest and a high-profile trial, he suspects that his political rivals have conspired against him.

President James Buchanan is one such rival. As his term ends and his political power crumbles, he gathers his advisors at the White House to make one last move that might derail Lincoln’s campaign, steal the election, and throw America into chaos.

A fascinating historical novel and fast-paced political thriller of a nation on the cusp of civil war, The Day Lincoln Lost offers an unexpected window into one of the most consequential elections in our country’s history.

Excerpt

Chapter 1

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Early August, 1860

Lucy Battelle’s birthday was tomorrow. She would be twelve. Or at least that was what her mother told her. Lucy knew the date might not be exact, because Riverview Plantation didn’t keep close track of when slaves were born. Or when they died, for that matter. They came, they worked and they went to their heavenly reward. Unless, of course, they were sold off to somewhere else.

There had been a lot of selling-off of late. The Old Master, her mother told her, had at least known how to run a plantation. And while their food may have been wretched at times, there had always been enough. But the Old Master had died years before Lucy was born. His eldest son, Ezekiel Goshorn, had inherited Riverview.

Ezekiel was cruel, and he had an eye for young black women, although he stayed away from those who had not yet developed. Lucy has seen him looking at her of late, though. She was thin, and very tall for her age—someone had told her she looked like a young tree—and when she looked at herself naked, she could tell that her breasts were beginning to come. “You are pretty,” her mother said, which sent a chill through her.

Whatever his sexual practices, Goshorn had no head for either tobacco farming or business, and Riverview was visibly suffering for it, and not only for a shortage of food. Lucy could see that the big house was in bad need of painting and other repairs, and the dock on the river, which allowed their crop to be sent to market, looked worse and worse every year. By now it was half-falling-down. Slaves could supply the labor to repair things, of course, but apparently Goshorn couldn’t afford the materials.

Last year, a blight had damaged almost half the tobacco crop. Goshorn had begun to sell his slaves south to make ends meet.

In the slave quarter, not a lot was really known about being sold south, except that it was much hotter there, the crop was harder-to-work cotton instead of tobacco and those who went didn’t come back. Ever.

Several months earlier, two of Lucy’s slightly older friends had been sold, and she had watched them manacled and put in the back of a wagon, along with six others. Her friends were sobbing as the wagon moved away. Lucy was dry-eyed because then and there she had decided to escape.

Others had tried to escape before her, of course, but most had been caught and brought back. When they arrived back, usually dragged along in chains by slave catchers, Goshorn—or one of his five sons—had whipped each of them near to death. A few had actually died, but most had been nursed back to at least some semblance of health by the other slaves.

Lucy began to volunteer to help tend to them—to feed them, put grease on their wounds, hold their hands while they moaned and carry away the waste from their bodies. Most of all, though, she had listened to their stories—especially to what had worked and what had failed.

One thing she had learned was that they used hounds to pursue you, and that the hounds smelled any clothes you left behind to track you. One man told her that another man who had buried his one pair of extra pants in the woods before he left—not hard to do because slaves had so little—had not been found by the dogs.

Still another man said a runaway needed to take a blanket because as you went north, it got colder, especially at night, even in the summer. And you needed to find a pair of boots that would fit you. Lucy had tried on her mother’s boots—the ones she used in the winter—and they fit. Her mother would find another pair, she was sure.

The hard thing was the Underground Railroad. They had all heard about it. They had even heard the masters damning it. Lucy had long understood that it wasn’t actually underground and wasn’t even a railroad. It was just people, white and black, who helped you escape—who fed you, hid you in safe houses and moved you, sometimes by night, sometimes under a load of hay or whatever they had that would cover you.

The problem was you couldn’t always tell which ones were real railroaders and which ones were slave catchers posing as railroaders. The slaves who came back weren’t much help about how to tell the difference because most had guessed wrong. Lucy wasn’t too worried about it. She had not only the optimism of youth, but a secret that she thought would surely help her.

Tonight was the night. Over the past few days she had dug a deep hole in the woods where she could bury her tiny stash of things that might carry her smell. For weeks before that, she had foraged and dug for mushrooms in the woods, and so no one seemed to pay much mind to her foraging and digging earlier that day. As she left, she planned to take the now-too-small shift she had secretly saved from last year’s allotment—her only extra piece of clothing—along with her shoes and bury them in the hole. That way the dogs could not take her smell from anything left behind. She would take the blanket she slept in with her.

She had also saved up small pieces of smoked meat so that she had enough—she hoped—to sustain her for a few days until she could locate the Railroad. She dropped the meat into a small cloth bag and hung it from a string tied around her waist, hidden under her shift.

Her mother had long ago fallen asleep, and the moon had set. Even better, it was cloudy and there was no starlight. Lucy put on her mother’s boots, stepped outside the cabin and looked toward the woods.

As she started to move, Ezekiel Goshorn appeared in front of her, seemingly out of nowhere, along with two of his sons and said, “Going somewhere, Lucy?”

“I’m just standing here.”

“Hold out your arms.”

“Why?”

“Hold out your arms!”

She hesitated but finally did as he asked, and one of his sons, the one called Amasa, clamped a pair of manacles around her wrists. “We’ve been watching you dig in the woods,” he said. “Planning a trip perhaps?”

Lucy didn’t answer.

“Well, we have a little trip to St. Louis planned for you instead.”

As Ezekiel pushed her along, she turned to see if her mother had been awakened by the noise. If she had, she hadn’t come out of the cabin. Probably afraid. Lucy had been only four the first time she’d seen Ezekiel Goshorn flog her mother, and that was not the last time she’d been forced to stand there and hear her scream.

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Charles Rosenberg is the author of the legal thriller Death on a High Floor and its sequels. The credited legal consultant to the TV shows LA Law, Boston Legal, The Practice, and The Paper Chase, he was also one of two on-air legal analysts for E! Television’s coverage of the O.J. Simpson criminal and civil trials. He teaches as an adjunct law professor at Loyola Law School and has also taught at UCLA, Pepperdine and Southwestern law schools. He practices law in the Los Angeles area.

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