Spotlight: Shopping for a Highlander by Julia Kent

(Shopping for a Billionaire, #18)
Publication date: January 11th 2022
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

Synopsis:

I’m a professional chickenblocker.

Except “chicken” is a euphemism.

I get paid to follow a womanizing troglodyte who thinks rules are for other people and that my pants are the next pair he’s getting into.

Dream on.

Bet your first professional job didn’t involve babysitting an extremely hot, muscle-bound Scottish Highlander with an ego the size of a kilt and a libido bigger than his…well…

Chicken.

Keeping Scottish football (that’s ‘soccer” to us Americans) player Hamish McCormick away from inappropriate scandals while he does product endorsement campaigns is my mission.

No problem.

Until Hamish decides I’m his next scandal.

And maybe more….

Shopping for a Highlander is an enemies-to-lovers, slow burn romance that opens with a surprise kiss and ends with a happily ever after. This sports comedy in the New York Times bestselling Shopping for a Billionaire world contains no actual chickens, but it has plenty of locker room scenes, a fake relationship, very real banter, and more. You do not have to have read the previous books in this world, though after you read about Amy and Hamish, you’ll want to. 

Excerpt

Hamish McCormick’s tongue is in my mouth. I realize this is a problem half the women on the planet would love to have. He’s a world-famous Scottish soccer–sorry, football to everyone except Americans–player, and my sister is married to his cousin, the billionaire. Given the fact that Hamish is kissing me in front of my date, though, it’s a little awkward. “Ahem,” said date says, scratching his temple, adjusting his glasses, and using polite, understated throat techniques to get Hamish off me. Subtlety doesn’t work on Hamish, though. This kiss is anything but subtle. Pretty sure you’d need a crowbar to pry him off me. Or me off him. The distinction between who is kissing whom was lost long ago. I see my date, Davis, out of the corner of my eye, and I’m about to shove this two-hundred-pound sack of hard muscle and overconfident heat off of me and slap him, but sweet merciful deity, I swear Hamish’s lips have some kind of magic potion on them that renders me spellbound. No kiss has ever tasted like this. Except the last kiss from him.

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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Julia Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge. Since 2013, she has sold more than 1.5 million books, with 4 New York Times bestsellers and more than 16 appearances on the USA Today bestseller list. Her books have been translated into French and German, with more titles releasing soon. From billionaires to BBWs to new adult rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy joy in every contemporary romance she writes. Unlike Shannon from Shopping for a Billionaire, she did not meet her husband after dropping her phone in a men's room toilet (and he isn't a billionaire). She lives in New England with her husband and three children in a household where the toilet seat is never, ever, down.

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Spotlight: A Layer of Love by Kelly Collins

Release Date: January 13

She’s broke and bored. He’s busy and burdened. Can they create something delicious together or are they a recipe for disaster? 

Single mother Courtney Sweet craves more than cartoons and T-ball practice. She needs adult companionship. Looking to meet someone she can have a grownup conversation with, she joins an early morning exercise group, only to find that the women aren’t interested in adding a new friend, and the sole man in attendance is so rude she nicknames him Mr. Mean. When her son’s school summons her for an emergency, she happily abandons her quest and falls back into her role as parent, peacemaker, and protector.

After the death of his wife, Richard Shipton is buried under the weight of singlehandedly raising a daughter, retaining his job, and finding a way to move on alone. One crisis seems to follow another, so when the school calls and says his daughter has been involved in an incident, it’s not a surprise. However, seeing her with no front teeth is. When the parent of the perpetrator turns out to be the awful woman from his exercise class, he’s happy to make her pay … for his daughter’s dental work and the hit to his ego.

The two find themselves thrown together by circumstances, only to discover the line between love and hate is as thin as spun sugar.

Will the stresses that brought them together cause their relationship to fall flat, or can the layers of their lives blend to create something sweet and beautiful? 

Find out in A Layer of Love …

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International bestselling author of more than thirty novels, Kelly Collins writes with the intention of keeping love alive. Always a romantic, she blends real-life events with her vivid imagination to create characters and stories that lovers of contemporary romance, new adult, and romantic suspense will return to again and again.

Kelly has sold more than a quarter of a million books worldwide, and in 2021 she was awarded a Readers' Favorite Award Gold Medal in the Contemporary Romance category for A Tablespoon of Temptation.

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Spotlight: Welcome to Drake Isle by Allie Boniface

Contemporary Romance

Release Date: January 12, 2022

Publisher: DFM Publishing

““Welcome to Drake Isle, where time moves differently, the air feels cleaner, the sun warmer, and the world feels calmer…”

“Emotions are intense and unstoppable. This island is filled with love.”

“I want to live on Drake Isle!”

Find out why readers love Allie Boniface’s island romance series in this duet boxed set:

Because of You (Book One) - Ten years ago, Piper Townsend fell to her death from the top of a fraternity house, and no one on Drake Isle has ever been the same. Blake Carter's fraternity was scandalized. Misterion College closed down. And Blake's girlfriend Emmy fled the island after her best friend died and never looked behind her.

Now Blake's the CEO of a multi-million dollar tech firm looking to relocate to the island. Emmy owns a yoga studio in the building he wants to buy. They haven't spoken in ten years. They're on opposite sides of the bargaining table. But old flames die hard, and sometimes soulmates can set the world on fire all over again…

Finding You (Book Two) - Lillian Santini came to Drake Isle pregnant, broke, and alone.Two decades later she owns a renowned beauty salon and has raised her twins to adulthood. Fiercely independent, she has no interest in settling down. Then she meets Trey.

Trey lives a jet-set life on the mainland, a billionaire who's hidden a shockingly abusive childhood from the world. His best friend, the only person who knew his secrets, died in a tragic accident twelve years earlier. Lil and Trey’s attraction is instant. Their desire is powerful. But can two people from different worlds find love on Drake Isle, or will past secrets tear them apart?

Bonus Story! Deck the Isle is a sweet Christmas story that takes place between Books 1 and 2 and highlights the island decked out at holiday time (along with a few more secrets between characters…)

If you like small town island romance with a hint of mystery, then you’ll love this introduction to the Drake Isle series. Jump in and discover the magic of the island!

Excerpt

“Why don’t we all close our eyes and get started,” Emmy said. Her hands were sweating. The back of her neck was sweating. She blew out a long breath and focused on the back wall of the studio. “Breathe in, hold one second, and breathe out. Again, breathe in...”

She had no idea how she got through the hour. She wished Blake had chosen an Advanced Class, just so she could put him through pigeon pose and a headstand or two. But apparently the basics of Sun Salutation were torture enough. He grunted trying to keep up. Once he stumbled and nearly took out the little girl in front of him. A sheen of sweat appeared on his brow, and in the middle of tree pose, as he was wobbling and reaching for the wall to keep from falling, Emmy could swear he cursed under his breath. She bit the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing. He narrowed his gaze at her. She narrowed hers right back.

Finally the class drew to its ritualistic end. “All right, lie back, extend your arms and legs fully, and let go. Relax your breath. This is Savasana pose, also known as corpse pose, the way we end every yoga class. It is a chance for you to let go of all your efforts and let the effects of your practice sink in.” And a chance for Emmy to gain her composure, because as much as she’d gotten a kick out of watching Blake struggle, she’d also felt a slip of desire more than once.

Those palms, spread wide on the mat, that had once wrapped around her waist.

Those legs, strong calves and thighs, that used to flex while sprinting down the college football field.

That square jaw, the dark hair, the quiet sounds of sleep she used to love to wake up next to.

Stop remembering all that.

Sure. She could stop breathing too, while she was at it.

Emmy summoned them to a seat at the end and chanted the final meditation. As they rolled up their mats and replaced their shoes, she turned on the lights and slipped a waiver onto a clipboard for Blake. Really, she didn’t want his paperwork. She didn’t even want his money. It wasn’t like fifteen dollars was going to make or break her at this point. If he had five thousand dollars he wanted to put out for the class, that would be another story, but he’d made it pretty clear the other day that he was interested in buying the whole building out from under her. For way below its market value, probably.

“Goodbye, thank you, see you soon!” she called as the women walked out. She hoped one of them would stay, even if they made comments about Blake being her boyfriend, but they didn’t. It was as if Bev’s Boutique was having a fire sale they all had to get to. In less than five minutes, she and Blake were alone.

“Well, that was interesting.” He rubbed his shoulder. “That was a beginners’ class?”

“It was.”

“Some of those women are in pretty good shape.”

“They are.” Maybe if she spoke in single syllables and short sentences, he’d get the hint and leave. “Here you go.” She handed him the clipboard.

“Emmy.”

“Please don’t call me that.”

He swallowed back whatever comment he’d been about to make and glanced at the clipboard instead. He filled in the lines with a few scribbles, pulled out his wallet, and handed over a ten and a five.

“Thank you.”

“Can we talk?”

“About what? Did you have questions about the class or any of the poses?”

He gave her a look, that look, the one he used to level on her back in school when she was being deliberately unreasonable and they both knew it. “Actually, yeah. That dog one? Where we were supposed to be upside down? I don’t think I was doing it right.”

“Downward Dog?” One corner of her mouth tugged. Don’t laugh at him. Don’t even smile at him. But she couldn’t help it. “You weren’t.”

“I knew it.” He looked at his mat, still lying on the floor. “Can you help me?”

“Blake.”

“I’m serious. My doctor keeps telling me I need to relax. If I can learn yoga, maybe she’ll be happy. My father had already had his first heart attack at my age.”

“Fine. Come over here.” She unrolled her own mat and laid it a few inches from his. “Now watch.” She balanced herself on her hands and feet, straightening her legs and stretching deeply into the pose. She loved Downward Dog. It made her feel grounded and secure, even when nothing else in her life did. “See how my back and my arms are straight? And my head is down?”

He ran one hand along her spine. “Yes.”

She dropped to her knees. “Hey.”

“Sorry. I couldn’t help it.”

She looked up at him, and there was another look she knew, a look she’d seen a thousand times before. Want. Love. Or something like it. “Don’t look at me like that.”

“Like what?”

“Like you’re about to kiss me.”

An eternal moment hung between them, and then Blake leaned over and did just that.

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Allie Boniface is the USA Today best-selling author of over a dozen novels, including the Drake Isle, Cocktail Cruise, Hometown Heroes, and Whispering Pines series. Her books are set in small towns and are all about the feels of falling in love.

Allie currently lives in a small town in the beautiful Hudson Valley of New York with her husband. When she isn't teaching high school English, she likes to travel, visit the local shelter and love on the kitties, lose herself in great music, or go for a run and think about her next story. Take some time to browse around Allie's website, check out new and upcoming releases, and sign up for her newsletter.

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Spotlight: Two Truths and One Liar by Deirdre Riordan Hall

Publication date: December 27th 2021
Genres: Mystery, Thriller, Young Adult

Synopsis:

Knives Out meets One of Us is Lying with a hint of the Inheritance Games. Like the original whodunnit, Clue, this suspenseful mystery also has three possible endings explaining what could have happened.

They all have secrets. They all have motives. They all tell lies.

Every year, at a prestigious boarding school, Professor Groff hosts the Midnight Masquerade. But this year, before the festivities, he’s discovered dead in his office. Yet six students still receive invitations. The same six students who’re questioned about his murder.

The show must go on. At the Masquerade, two additional students claim to know the truth. The lights go out and when they come back on, one of them is dead. Anyone could’ve been at fault.

Francisca blind in one eye and deadly on the rugby field. Toshi a number ninja and the campus punching bag. Taz who struggles with anxiety and lingers in the shadows. Fish the golden boy hiding wounds and not only in his heart. Caroline the heiress and the image of perfection. Gorgeous George the resident Greek God with nothing to lose.

The six receive anonymous notes, making them question themselves and the assumptions they’ve made about each other. Brought back together, they must prove their innocence before the all-school meeting the next morning, otherwise, they risk humiliation if their secrets are exposed exposed—and worse, if they’re found guilty.

It’s a long night of theft, danger, and threats by a secret society that shows Professor Groff was right during his final lecture.

Everything that can go wrong will.

Excerpt

Dean Hammond straightens a stack of papers then looks up. With a severe lift to her eyebrow, she scans those of us present, and then says, “Oliver Groff was found dead in his office at 3:22 pm, shortly after his last class of the day.” 

A weight in my stomach sinks just as it did when Arpad made the announcement in the dining hall. Questions roll through my mind and collide when the realization hits me full force. He was alive, teaching earlier today, making dire pronouncements about how basically everything sucks. 

Boy, was he right. Now, he’s gone. 

The circumstances were different the first and second times someone in my life died but the familiar emptiness, the void, vacancy returns—or maybe it never left. 

“Yeah, we heard—” George’s tone tells me he wants to say something more about loss and tragedy, something sentimental perhaps, but he’s hard-wired for nonchalance as the campus crush and most likely to smoke, hook up, and skip classes. 

Caroline clasps her hands in front of her chest. Her knuckles pale. “I’m so sorry to hear that.” She pauses. “He was an...efficient teacher.” 

I imagine she struggles to think of a nice thing to say about Groff. I sneak a glance at the others because I can’t be the only one wondering why we’re here. 

Arpad already announced the news in the Refectory. There’s a good chance not everyone was there. Hammond inhales. 

“Francisca Thompson-Sanchez, nice seeing you again.” 

Francisca’s expression doesn’t suggest the feeling is mutual, although she is wearing a mud-streaked rugby uniform and likely feels as out of place in the plush office as I do. 

“Can you please tell me where you were from the end of English class until now?” Hammond asks. 

She focuses on something on the wall behind the dean but her hands tremble slightly. “I went to talk to Mr. Groff after class, but he looked, um, busy. Then I went to the bathroom.” She glances at Caroline. “Uh, then my dorm, followed by rugby practice, and then the Refectory.”

Arpad writes rapidly on a yellow pad. 

Hammond’s penetrating gaze lands on a math whiz, gamer kid whose dorm room is by the day student room in my dorm. “I was at the Library then Refectory.” He speaks clearly, but he’s all-over sweaty. 

“Tazmin King?” Hammond says, going down the line. 

“Taz,” she corrects. Eyeliner stains the space around her big brown eyes like she’s been crying. “After class, I went to my dorm and then dinner. If Oliver died, it was because of a broken heart,” she blurts. Emotion streaks across her features, but she captures it and makes it disappear. 

“And how would you know that, Tazmin?” Hammond’s tone is dark. 

“It’s none of our business,” she answers. Then it’s as though she ghosts even though she’s still in the room with us. Hammond barely conceals a look of disgust. 

“Moving on. John?” 

“Maybe the professor was tired of his life and wanted to escape. Suicide? Or maybe he just wanted out. Faked it. On a plane to Tahiti.” 

By Hammond’s pinched expression, I instantly realize this is the wrong answer. My sweat now rival’s Toshi’s. I cannot get kicked out. I cannot afford to go back to Burningham. Whatever this is about… I cannot lose my spot here. 

“No, we found the body. Poetic though. However, the question was where were you this afternoon?” Accusation fills Hammond’s tone. 

“I’m sorry, ma’am. I misunderstood. I was in the dayroom at my dorm, Varth Dader, then lacrosse practice in the lower fields.” 

She glances at me dismissively and nods at Caroline. I know all too well not to allow relief to replace the nerves inside. Best to stay alert. 

“I was with the Promenade committee, finalizing some items for tomorrow. Wait. You’re not canceling prom because of this are you?” Typical Caroline, always concerned about her agenda.

The goth girl, Taz, narrows her eyes. “It should be after the tree went up in a blaze and now Oliver, I mean Professor Groff, is dead.” 

Hammond hardly looks at them. “Ladies, that’s none of your concern. Now, George. If you please.”

“I was in the student center. You can ask Mrs. Carson.” He smirks. Likely, he was hooking up with someone. 

“Do any of you have a reason to want Oliver Groff dead?” Hammond’s question is like a stone thrown in a lake. The ripples of this implication could be devastating. 

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Deirdre Riordan Hall is the author of the contemporary young adult bestsellers Sugar and Pearl as well as the High School Murder Mystery series. She’s in an ongoing pursuit of words, waves, and wonder. Her love language involves a basket of chips, salsa, and guacamole, preferably when shared with her family.

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Spotlight: Just Be You by Emma Wood

Self-Help / Journal

Date Published: 01-07-2022

366 daily journaling prompts to help you find the courage, confidence and comfort to be exactly who you are.

Excerpt

Just Be You is a journal prompt book that contains 366 unique thought-provoking questions,  as well as six other questions which are repeated every day. This book is designed to help  you find the courage, confidence and comfort to be exactly who you are. It is the ideal tool  for anyone who wants to find success in self-love. 

Self-Love is self-awareness, self-acceptance, self-respect, self-contentment, self confidence and self-care. It can be seen as selfish, egotistic or even vain, but it is a  necessity. It’s sanity not vanity! There is nothing more beautiful than happiness and  confidence...and that comes from loving who YOU are!  

Within this book, you will dig deep into each of these areas of self. You will learn to  see your own loveliness and become the confident woman you long for and are  destined to be. You will think about your life, your future and you as a person.  Ultimately, you will be thinking about whether you are living your best life and the life  you want.  

Journaling every day helps to create a habit of self-care and is the perfect start to this  amazing adventure you are about to embark on.

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Emma Wood is a self-taught boudoir photographer, certified makeup artist and two-time award-winning entrepreneur with one mission; to help women find the confidence and comfort to be who they are.

This book was written because only so much can be achieved in one day. It is the continued self-love support that women need beyond Emma’s boudoir studio.

Emma not only works hard at empowering other women, but she is also constantly working on empowering herself through journaling, reading, kickboxing, pole dancing and finding joy in her life every day.

She is a Yorkshire lass living in Alberta, Canada. She is a wifey and a mommy to two adorable and cheeky bunnies.

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Spotlight: Fumbled by Lizzi Stone

(A Chesapeake Commanders Novel, #1)
Publication date: January 11th 2022
Genres: Adult, Comedy, Contemporary, Romance, Sports

Synopsis:

Hawk Florence has always been the football star, the guy that can make any girl fall in love with him- and then break their heart. And that’s exactly what he did to me way back in high school. Now I’ve been assigned to do a puff piece on him for a national sports journal, and I’m more than ready to get my revenge.

The plan is simple. First, sit him down and flatter the shit out of him. Laugh at his crappy jokes. Touch his arm, let it linger. When he asks me out, I’ll flutter my eyelashes and shyly accept. Then, make him fall in love. And devour him. I’m ready. I won’t fail. But there’s one thing that I didn’t plan for: he doesn’t ask me out. Instead, he calls me out on my BS. He’s not wrong, but that’s just one of the ways that my plan has already gone terribly wrong before it even begins.

When he does finally ask me out, it isn’t much of a date. Instead, it’s a few agonizing hours of going back and forth about why we hate each other. But there is one interesting thing that came out of our brief time together: the bet that Hawk makes with me- that he will make me fall in love in 3 weeks, in love for real. If he fails, he’ll give me every exclusive for the season. Of course, I accept. Why wouldn’t I? This will help my career, and it’s not like he has a prayer anyway. This jerk broke my heart in high school, and there’s no way that I will fall for the same trick twice. Or will I?

All bets are off when it comes to the heart. Fumbled is a standalone sports romcom that will make you wonder what to do when love- and football- gives you a second chance….

Other books in the series (so far):

Sacked- Chase’s book

Tackled- Bam’s book

Huddled- Ollie’s book

Excerpt

"I don't know what you're talking about," she said. She was quick enough to turn off the voice recording and hold her phone in her lap.

I arched an eyebrow at her. "I know when someone is faking it."

"Happen often?" she quipped. Her eyes snapped with something that hadn't been there before; anger. No, maybe it was there and I hadn't wanted to see it.

I smiled. A real smile. She wasn't the only one putting on an act. Frankly, it felt good to drop it. 

"Only out in public," I replied with confidence. "In private, it's always real, and satisfying."

I expected her to blush, but she didn't. Instead, she gave me an epic eye roll. Yeah, I guess I deserved that.

"Sure," she said sarcastically. She crossed her legs at her knees. 

I stared, I admit it, but she had longer legs than I remember, and bigger breasts. Were they real? I tried to get a good look when she entered the room, but I couldn't tell. 

I shook my head to clear it. "You didn't answer my question. Why did you pretend you didn't know me?"

"Why did you?" she shot back. "I had no reason to believe you did. It was a long time ago."

It was. And it wasn't. The fuzzy memories of high school came back in a rush and almost knocked the wind out of me. I lowered my arms and gripped the sides of the chair beside my thighs. 

I lowered my face and closed my eyes for a few moments.

"Yeah, it was." I looked back up at her. Her green eyes watched me intently. Had they always been that color? They weren't contacts, or she wouldn't be wearing glasses too. I guess they were then. My mother used to have a jade statue almost that exact shade. Where was that statue now? I had no idea. Maybe Dad threw it out after…

Before I could say another word, she spoke.

"Why do you think I did it?" She gave me a challenging look through her long lashes. 

I hissed in a silent breath through my teeth. "I don't know," I said. "Maybe you thought I would open up more if you acted like a groupie."

She snorted. Now there was the Beckie I knew. 

I rested an elbow on the arm of the chair and hid a smile by rubbing my upper lip, just under my nose. I could use a shave. 

"If you were actually Hawkeye, it might not be an act," she said. 

I couldn't hold back a grin now. "I can't believe you actually pretended not to know who the Hulk was."

She responded with a smirk. "I can't believe you think you have his physique."

Touché. "It sounds like you're the green one," I retorted. I puffed out my chest. It didn't hurt to remind her how fit I was. It took a lot of work to get to this point and I was proud of it. The fact women seemed to like it was a bonus.

She barked a laugh. "Hardly."

I shrugged with one shoulder. "At least I didn't compare myself to Thor." I only did that in the mirror.

"Not in public," she said, shooting my words back at me. "What about in private?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" She seemed bitter about something, but I enjoyed the banter. Other than Mary, few women were so real. Once Becca stopped being fake, that was. 

"Not if you were the last guy on Earth," she replied.

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Lizzi Stone is the pen name for two USA Today Bestselling authors who love sports, sexy men, strong women and coffee, lots and lots of coffee! For giveaways, new releases and deals follow Lizzi on Facebook @lizzistoneauthor.

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