Author: Angela McPherson
Genre: NA Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Untold Press
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Aside from the normal changes in her life, college junior Elle Richards can always count on her friendship with Tristan. The longing for him to love her back is something she keeps well hidden, even from herself. No matter how many miles apart they are, regular phone calls and texts keep them closeâ¦until the day everything changes.
Wide Receiver Tristan Daniels has a good thing going. Much to his, and every single womanâs surprise, heâs in a committed relationship. The possibility of going pro looks more than promisingâ¦until his spur of the moment transfer to a rival college is approved. Now, Tristan will be forced to be in the presence of the woman heâs secretly loved for as long as he can remember. Elle.
Being away from one another was enough to keep Tristan and Elle distracted, but angst, confusion, and troubled secrets launch them into a breathless, heart pumping story you wonât want to miss!
Recommended for mature audiences 18+ New Adult/College Contemporary Romance
Born and currently residing in Texas, Angela works as a nurse during the day and an author by night. She's addicted to cleaning, coffee, and fuzzy socks. When not spending time with her husband and their three children, working or writing, she's reading a good book or listening to music.
Frantically, I searched her face until I reached her wounded eyes, and my insides knotted with uncertainty. I claimed her lips with mine, fitting perfectly together. Her mouth opened, and the salty taste of her tears forced reality into the room. As much as I wanted the kiss to linger, I had to make her understand how much I wanted her, and only her. Reluctantly, I backed away.
"I've loved you since we were kids. I wanted it to be me instead of that dick, Mark James, on your first date. I've wanted you so fucking bad, but I never told you how I felt because the thought of losing you, even as a friend, terrified me."
Her green, shock-filled eyes pooled with tears again. I did the only thing I thought would make her believe me. My hand wrapped around the back of her head, fingers weaving through her hair. I inched her closer until I felt her soft lips against mine.
The kiss started in a slow exploration. The moment my tongue met hers, her breath caught and her body shivered. My heart raced like a jackhammer when her fingers spread through my wet hair and the kiss deepened.
Damn she felt good, and tasted even better. Her lips were soft, but eager for more. Her hair felt like smooth silk beneath my hand. I wrapped my other arm around her waist and pulled her tighter against me, only it wasn't enough. I wanted more.
Author: Michelle Dare
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Designs by Dana
Photographer: Darren Birks, Inc.
Models: Darren Birks and Khandace Charest
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What started out as a necessity, soon turned into an addiction. Hope craved the high stealing gave her. She put her childhood dreams aside and embraced her life as a thief. Target after target, she took their money before moving on to the next unsuspecting victim. Then she met a man in a bar who flipped her world upside down.
The blood in Roweâs family ran blue. Following in his fatherâs footsteps, he became a detective, vowing to protect and serve his community. By day, Rowe went after criminals and by night his only pursuit was women. He had no time for dating; his only commitment was to his job. But Hope stole something of his that was worth more than money.
The last person a detective should desire was a career criminal. Although, something about her made Rowe need to keep Hope uncuffed. All she wanted was to protect a good man from going down with her when the inevitable happened. Following their hearts led them down a dangerous road, especially since they lived on opposite sides of the law.
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Michelle Dare is a romance author. Her stories range from sweet to sinful and from new adult to fantasy. There arenât enough hours in the day for her to write all of the story ideas in her head. When not writing or reading, sheâs a wife and mom living in eastern Pennsylvania. One day she hopes to be writing from a beach where she will never have to see snow or be cold again.
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Quickly, I bend down and throw her over my shoulder. One of
my arms holds her legs down while my free hand swats her ass.
âYou asshole!â she screeches.
âI donât play. Now you know.â
Sheâs trying to kick me but not succeeding. Her fists thump
against my back as I take long strides to our table. At the last minute,
I decide to go past our seats to the pool tables. Luckily, one of them is
empty. I drop her ass right on the table. Balls scatter as she flails before
Her eyes blaze with fury. âYouâre a dick, you know that?â
âYup. Now stay here.â I point at her. Then I walk back to the bar
and grab four more shots of whiskey. I donât want to drink much, but
apparently, she wants to prove a point. Fine. So be it. I wonât let her get
plastered, but sheâll have a hell of a buzz by the time we leave here.
Iâm surprised to see she hasnât left the pool table. Her eyes are on
me as I walk back. I place two shots down on the wooden ledge of the
table and tip one of the remaining two down my throat. She swallows
both shots, one after the other, and slams them down on the green felt.
âHey, watch the felt,â I tell her.
She rolls her eyes and jumps down. âUp for a game?â
âDepends. Are we betting?â I drink down my other shot.
âOf course we are.â
âWhat are the stakes?â Oh, I canât wait to see what she comes up
She walks around the table, collecting the balls, racking them up.
âIf I win, you drive me back to my apartment and walk me to my door.
No goodnight kiss, no good night fuck. Especially, no more caveman
âFine. And if I win, I take you back to my house and we do
whatever I want. No bullshit. No smart-ass attitude.â
She sticks out her hand, already swaying slightly on her feet. We
shake, then I pull her in close so our chests are touching. âDeal,â she
âYour ass is mine, darlinâ.â
Saidie Walker grew up a nice, normal girl—but not everything is as it seems. Even the Walker family has secrets locked away.
Saidie’s grandmother told them stories from their family history about being able to raise the dead. But Saidie believed they were only scary stories meant to frighten naughty children, and necromancers were nothing more than the stuff of nightmares and make-believe.
Until she met Alexandria Blackburne Reed and her powers woke up with a vengeance. Now she’s shipped off to New Orleans to be tutored, but finds herself surrounded by horrors instead.
One bright spot fills her dismal days—Aleric, the guy who’s been assigned as her test subject. He drives her nuts, makes her so mad she's ready to hit something, but the thought of causing him more pain than he's already suffered at Madame's hands is more than she can bear.
Her emerging feelings for him both confuse and excite her. She may have found the one thing she's always wanted, but will it survive amidst all the danger beginning to unfold?
Aleric's past is interwoven with the friends she left back home, and she'll do what she must to protect them all, even if that means dying. Her only hope is to make it home to West Virginia—to her best friend.
It's up to Alexandria to find a way to help Saidie before she loses her to the madness of her necromancy, while dealing with her own pain and heartache.
Can they survive the horrors about to rain down upon them all?
So who am I?
Well, I’m the crazy girl with an imagination that never shuts up. I LOVE scary movies. My friends laugh at me when I scare myself watching them and tell me to stop watching them, but who doesn’t love to get scared? I grew up in a small town nestled in the southern mountains of West Virginia where I spent days roaming around in the woods, climbing trees, and causing general mayhem. Nights I would stay up reading Nancy Drew by flashlight under the covers until my parents yelled at me to go to sleep.
Now, I live in a small town in West Virginia where I entertain my niece and nephew and watch the cats get teased by the birds and laugh myself silly when they swoop down and then dive back up just out of reach. The cats start yelling something fierce…lol.
I love books, I love writing books, and I love entertaining people with my silly stories.
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