Some words can break us so badly that we never fully recover from them. Goodbye being the worst of all. As a young adult I was forced to say goodbye to my father. Losing him broke me in a way I never thought I’d recover from… until I met Ryan. Ryan Mitchell was the balm my soul needed to heal. He filled my life with happiness, love, and affection. He made me want things I didn’t think I ever would, and the dreams I’d said goodbye to years before didn’t seem so lost anymore. He taught me to live life to the fullest, and open myself to love. I didn’t think anything could bring me down from the high he kept me on… but I was wrong. Life sometimes throws us curveballs that we can’t explain. It tests us and pushes us harder than we can ever imagine. I didn’t think I’d survive the crash, but I did. Sometimes goodbye can be beautiful and it was…with Ryan. ***This is a STANDALONE contemporary romance.*** It contains profanity and graphic sexual encounters. It may not be suitable for readers under the age of 17.

    The two of them had a special bond that only grew deeper the older they became. The love that was once considered one of a kind was shattered graduation night, resulting in Braelyn leaving her small hometown for the big city. She now has a secret of her own to shield. A year in Chicago altered her life more than she ever thought imaginable. Braelyn moves back to Indiana in desperation to find the happy, free-spirited girl she left behind, but she isn't sure that is possible. Braelyn’s new downstairs neighbor, Gabe, is quickly becoming her new best friend. Though jaded from his own past back in Georgia, he is on a mission to help her out of the deep depression that has consumed her over the past year. Can Gabe help Braelyn find herself? Will Aiden's confession change the past, or will it ruin her forever?

    Then, she tells me that she and Kaleb are moving to L. A.. That's just the beginning of my world imploding. When Astra Traore played matchmaker for her best friend, Piety, she never imagined that it would lead her to starting a new life in Los Angeles. As she tries to find her footing and her place in a new city, she can't help wondering if love is going to be a part of that equation. Dash Lahti has always been focused, and his latest project has become an obsession. As he works toward finally reaching the completion of his clinic, he doesn't think anything can distract him...until he runs into a feisty woman straight out of a fairy tale. Dash and Astra couldn't be more different, but the sparks when they come together are undeniable. Will they be able to get past all of the obstacles in their way, and work through the baggage in Dash's past, or will it all become too much? Don't miss Part 1 of LA Misbehaved, Cassie Wild and M.S. Parker's steamy sequel to Married a Stripper.

    The truth could tear them apart.Desperate to prove herself, Kayleigh Kingston will do anything to keep her job at Beacon Art Gallery. When her boss gives her an ultimatum—retrieve an artifact and escort it back to New York safely, she’s determined to do whatever it takes to succeed.Thaddeus Tru hates lies, but his love of justice outweighs it. His newest assignment? Get cozy with a woman who’s smuggling relics and willing to murder if it means keeping her freedom. Sounds cut and dry—until he meets her.The lie becomes a tangled web when feelings begin to pull Tru and Kayleigh closer together. Once the truth is out, will the deception wither all hope for love, or will it be strong enough to build a future together?

    She's watched Alan Richards from across the courtroom for years, admiring him first as a prosecutor for three years then as a judge for the past year. In fact, she spends more time at the courthouse than her office. He's compassionate but thorough, fair but strict. Feared by criminals, he seeks justice for victims of violent crime, a fact she appreciates for her own reasons. When an old friend is accused of murder, Dana believes he's been set up. She won't allow that to be done to an innocent man, especially the one who saved her life years ago, but the case reminds her of how much she hates puzzles. Then help comes from unexpected quarters, including the judge she's long admired. That's all she needs - another "big brother." Superior Court Judge Alan Richards knows nothing about his unidentified observer. Not even her name. She's been his constant, at least in the courtroom, for four years, but he still doesn't know anything about her. Finally, God opens the door for them to meet. As the danger for Dana grows, Alan devises an unconventional plan....

    But yet, I found myself falling for a sexy stranger I met in a dark park, and blatant lies I didn't know existed culminated into unfortunate truths. At twenty-five, I thought I had life, men, and my future figured out. It turns out, I didn't. In Shari J. Ryan's latest Romantic Suspense, Red Nights, you wonder how dark your world can get before all you see is red.A standalone, Romantic Suspense

    A small inheritance from his grandfather has given him the funds to open up his tattoo shop, Freefall, and he has started to pull his life together. Aside from trying to keep his best friend, Dray, from killing himself in the fight ring, and his slight obsession with a pin-up model he's never met, Nix's life is going smoothly . . . until Scotlyn James, the object of his obsession, walks into his shop.Ever since a tragic accident killed her family and left her alone in the world, Scotlyn James hasn't spoken one word. Up until now she didn't care that she had no way of talking to people. Her awful aunt would never have listened, and Lincoln Hammond the arrogant, selfish man who pulled her from the streets of Los Angeles wouldn't hear her words if she could speak. But when Lincoln insists she get a tattoo to cover up a scar on her side, Scotlyn meets the artist, Nix Pierce. And now she longs for her voice. Now she has found someone who will hear her.

    Does their love stand a chance?Eighteen-year old Meredith Roxley is on the run from Kempton, the man who preyed on her when she was in her early teens. When Meredith tells her aunt Clara that Kempton has tried to snatch her, her aunt spirits the family away on a three-month sea trip. On board the "MV Albion" Meredith meets Captain Raphael Maynard, a handsome hunk of a man, well-seasoned in the art of love. Meredith finds herself falling for him, but two things stand in the way of any love affair: - An age gap of twelve years. The Captain is thirty years old. Meredith knows that her over-protective aunt will not allow such a relationship. - Meredith’s fear of sexual intimacy. This threatens any chance of happiness with the Captain as she struggles with her past. Will the Captain persevere in his attempt to free Meredith from this psychological bondage, while knowing nothing of her history? Or will he decide the effort is not worth his while? ** This the first of a series of novellas telling the story of Meredith and the Captain, and includes the first two chapters of Book 2 : "Perilous Seas". ** The adult content of the story makes the series suitable for those of 17 and over.

    Completely unprepared and suffering an acute sense of loss, she and her father continue quietly, trying to live by the well-intentioned advice of friends, hoping that time really is a great healer and that they will, eventually, move on. Life changes very little until Sarah leaves for university and begins her first serious relationship. Along with her new boyfriend comes his mother, the indomitable Hazel Poole. Despite some misgivings, Sarah finds herself drawn into the matriarchal Poole family and discovers that gaining a mother figure in her life brings mixed blessings. A mother-in-law who just can't let her sons grow up, a midwife who treats her charges like girls in a private school dormitory. These are some of the people who Sarah must deal with as her own pregnancy turns to motherhood and she realises that she must find her own two feet. Looking Past is a tale of family, friendship, love, life and death – not necessarily in that order. This is the second novel from Katharine E. Smith, author of Writing the Town Read. The narrator’s voice is clear and strong, with vivid descriptions and intelligent observations. Readers will quickly empathise with Sarah, whose grief and confusion at the loss of her mother at key moments in her life is contrasted with a dry and sometimes subtle humour derived from situations and characters which help colour the book. The father-daughter relationship which develops between the bereaved husband and daughter feels very real, as both come to terms with their grief and learn how best to live together. Sarah's father is unassuming and appealing, as he struggles to find a way to deal with his broken heart and support his daughter throughout school, puberty and on into adulthood. Smith's readers have praised her honesty, realism, warmth and humour. Both Looking Past and Writing the Town Read - Katharine's first novel - are written from a strong female first person perspective. However, don't be fooled into thinking this is chick lit - or indeed exclusively women's fiction. Looking Past has received praise from a number of male readers, including an ex-US Marine. You don't get much more macho than that! Nevertheless, this is a story guaranteed to strike a chord with mothers, daughters - and daughters-in-law - everywhere. The dual settings of Yorkshire and Cornwall will interest people with strong links to those places but the characters and events hold universal appeal. This is a book for people who like people. Looking Past was selected for the People's Book Prize Winter 2015 Collection.

    Like she was living in a world lacking color. Nothing stood out. Nothing seemed to matter. Then, with one single drop, the colorless world she lived in burst into something more. Something vibrant, and brave. He was that drop, the one that shook the foundation of her life to its' core. He unraveled to her that was suffocating in a world she didn't belong in. He was the color she'd been searching for. He was the reason everything began, and the reason why everything ended.

    Pat always knew she was adopted; she was reminded of it daily. What she didn't know was the depth of the cover-up. With her private investigator husband, Charles, she takes off from California to Iowa to uncover the deep, dark secrets that have plagued her for more than half her life. Her journey to find out the truth exposes a more meaningful discovery giving Pat the peace she always yearned for

    Leigh Blackburn, the main character of Deliberate, finally has the life she’s dreamed of and fought for. Happily divorced and living on a shabby chic farm with her sixteen-year-old son, she owns an upscale consignment store and has been building a new life free of tension. Free that is until her mother gets herself thrown out of her assisted living facility and moves in with Leigh. Abba Gee, Leigh's mother, will be familiar to those who have read, Spit of a Minute. Last seen at age fifteen, Abba Gee is seventy-years-old and still herself... Only More So!

     This was supposed to be temporary. I was supposed to deal for his illegal card games and get some quick cash. That was it. I wasn’t supposed to fall for him. Little by little, I see the monster grinning at me through the cracks in his pretty suit. He won't tell me what he does, and I'm not sure I want to know. The darkness in his eyes terrifies me. He's seduced me into his web of lies with his charm, and now I'm trapped in his life. He's taken control over me without me even realizing...or resisting. I'm in way over my head. He promised that nothing would ever happen to me. The Vittorio family wants me dead and there's only one person I can turn to. But what scares me is what I'll have to do. I'll need to become his.Author's Note: This is a dark romance novel, it contains themes of violence and mature situations that could make readers uncomfortable.

    A one night, one time, no strings attached deal. That’s what I thought I was signing up for. After all, it was Hilary’s idea. She said I needed a quick rebound f*ck to get my ex, who just broke up with me, out of my mind and life forever. I wasn’t sure. One night stands weren’t really my thing. But if I had to go through with it to get my ex out of my mind, then it might as well be with him. And when his eyes locked on mine, I knew I was way over my head with this surf legend, womanizing bad boy. And when I learned a secret about my own family, I was suddenly caught in a strong current quickly taking me out to sea. I just wondered who would save me first, my ex or this new bad boy whose bed I couldn’t seem to escape, before I drowned.Mature Audience 18+

    Not really. My life was the same revolving circle. We barely lived. We moved. We barely got by in a new place. Until we moved again. New school. New trailer park. Different day. Another beating.The first day of my senior year in high school, I was ready to give up. Ready to run far, far away and hope I would never be found. But I’m a smart girl. I knew it would never work. I had a plan. One I was so close to fulfilling. I could start over. Be a new person. Live without the “poor girl” and “trailer trash” labels attached to my back. I became guarded, living by my own rules. Rule number one: don’t worry about learning their names, I wouldn’t be around long enough for them to learn mine. But then, I met him. I tried to resist, tried to push away, make myself seem uninterested, but Hayes wouldn’t let me. He saw something in me and chased me until I finally gave in. We became friends — best friends. And then, we became more. My guard fell and I opened my heart, only for him to crush it in his bare hands. Hayes… Sex. Booze. Football. In that order. I’d never been the kind of guy who “did” relationships. They seemed pointless. Girls threw themselves at me, practically purred for me to seduce them. Why would I give that up? Why would I want more? But there was something about Mackenzie. Something different from all those other girls. She was someone I was willing to risk everything for. I didn’t care where she came from, or about her past. It didn’t matter that she lived on “the wrong side of town” and I was the rich kid “sitting on a gold mine”. Even more, those other girls didn’t matter anymore. Because they weren’t my Mac.