Tips for Surviving a Fling with a Sexy Younger Man
First, you’d think as a thirty-something-year-old woman, I’d be immune to Griffin’s flirty comments and six-pack abs. You’d think that his carefree playboy attitude, or the fact that he’s still finishing grad school, would deter me.
You’d be wrong.
If you accidentally bang your best friend’s younger brother, here are a few important tips . . .
One: Do not brag to your friend about how well-endowed her brother is.
Two: Do not go back for seconds (or thirds).
Three: Do not let him see your muffin top or jiggly behind. And definitely don’t let him feed you cookies in bed. Cookies are bad. Remember that.
Four: Act like a damn grown-up and apologize for riding him like a bull at the rodeo. And do not flirt with him when he laughs at said apology.
Five: This one is crucial, so pay attention.
Do not, under any circumstances, fall in love with him.
A New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author of more than three dozen titles, Kendall Ryan has sold over 3 million books and her books have been translated into several languages in countries around the world.
Her books have also appeared on the New York Times and USA Today bestseller lists more than 100 times. Ryan has been featured in such publications as USA Today, Newsweek, and InTouch Magazine.
The feud
between Weston Lockwood and me started at the altar.
Only
neither of us attended the wedding, and the nuptials happened decades before
either of us was born.
Our
grandfathers had been best friends and business partners, at least up until my
grandfather’s wedding day—when his bride-to-be blurted out she couldn’t marry
him because she was also in love with Weston‘s grandfather.
The two men
spent years fighting over Grace Copeland, who also happened to be their third
business partner. But in the end, neither man could steal half of her
heart away from the other.
Eventually,
they all went their separate ways. Our
grandfathers married other women, and the two men became one of the biggest
business rivals in history.
Our fathers
continued the family tradition of feuding.
And then Weston and I did, too.
For the
most part, we kept as much distance as possible.
Until the
day the woman who started the feud died—and unexpectedly left one of the most
valuable hotels in the world to our grandfathers to share.
Now I’m
stuck in a hotel with the man I was born to hate, trying to unravel the mess
our families inherited.
As usual,
it didn’t take long for us to be at each other’s throats.
Weston
Lockwood was everything I hated: tall, smart, cocky, and too gorgeous for his
own good. We were fire and ice.
But that
shouldn’t be an issue. Our families were used to being at war. There was just
one minor problem, though. Every time
Weston and I fought, we somehow wound up in bed.
Vi Keeland
is a #1 New York Times, #1 Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author.
With millions of books sold, her titles have appeared in over a hundred
Bestseller lists and are currently translated in twenty-five languages. She
resides in New York with her husband and their three children where she is
living out her own happily ever after with the boy she met at age six.
Jessica Peterson has revealed the cover of Southern Seducer!
Cover Designer: Najla Qamber Designs
Photographer: David Wagner
Model: Alex Prange
Releasing: August 13, 2020
I’ve done a lot of stupid stuff in my life. But sleeping with my best friend tops the list.
Annabel and I have been close since college. When I left school to play pro football, she was there. While I collected Super Bowl rings and cars worth more than the house I grew up in–she was there.
I always assumed we’d end up together. Everyone did.
But by the time I retired from football, Bel was married. I thought I’d missed my shot at love.
So I buried myself in my new job as CEO of Blue Mountain Farm, a five-star resort my family and I built in the Great Smoky Mountains of North Carolina. It seems like a good place to be alone with the secret I have to keep from her.
Now Bel is a divorced single mom, struggling to raise her daughter on her own–and it’s my turn to be there for her.
So I invite her and the baby up to the resort for some much needed R&R.
Then, in a moment of bonfire-and-bourbon induced weakness, I kiss her.
And the fallout could ruin everything.
SOUTHERN SEDUCER is a full length, standalone novel. It is the first book in the all new North Carolina Highland series.
Jessica Peterson writes smart, sexy romance set in her favorite cities around the world. She grew up on a steady diet of Mr. Darcy, Jamie Frasier, and Edward Cullen, and it wasn’t long before she started creating irresistible heroes of her own. She loves strong coffee, stronger heroines, and heroes with hot accents.
She lives in Charlotte, North Carolina, with her husband Ben, her daughter Gracie, and her smelly Goldendoodle Martha Bean.
Always Crew, the all-new, highly anticipated conclusion of the Crew series by New York Times bestselling author Tijan, is releasing August 25th, and we have the incredible cover!
For the longest time, I was Bren Monroe. I lived in Roussou, California. I had no parents, no brother, but I had a crew.
Then things started to change. I never planned for any of it. I didn’t think I’d fall in love. I didn’t think I’d have a relationship with my brother again. I didn’t think that he’d come back.
Now I’m in Cain. My crew is in college. They’re growing, going through their own things. And here I am, figuring out my life.
There’s always hurdles and obstacles to overcome. That was never my hardship. That was my regular. But living? Being content? Being happy? Those were my challenges now.
Everything was going well… Until it wasn’t. Again.
A/N: Always Crew is the conclusion of the Crew Series, and a 106k novel.
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Cover Designers: Hang Le and TJ Designs
About Tijan
Tijan is a New York Times Bestselling author that writes suspenseful and unpredictable novels. Her characters are strong, intense, and gut-wrenchingly real with a little bit of sass on the side. Tijan began writing later in life and once she started, she was hooked. She’s written multi-bestsellers including the Carter Reed Series, the Fallen Crest Series, and the Broken and Screwed Series among others. She is currently writing a new YA series along with so many more from north Minnesota where she lives with a man she couldn’t be without and an English Cocker she adores.
CHECK OUT THE FIRST TEASER FROM THE STORIES OF SEPTEMBER ANTHOLOGY, FALLING AT FIRST SIGHT BY WILLOW WINTERS!!
Get ready for an ALL-NEW collection of sweet and sexy romance novellas from 10 best selling authors obsessed with falling in love. Coming September 22nd!!
This collection will feature brand new stories from: Fiona Cole Willow Winters Meghan Quinn Skye Warren Ella Fields Jade West K. Webster Amelia Wilde Trilina Pucci Meagan Brandy
Blurb: Before the school bell rang on September 1st, we were already falling in love.
Stories of September is a collection of sweet and sexy romance novellas from 10 best selling authors obsessed with falling in love.
Authors included are: Fiona Cole Willow Winters Meghan Quinn Skye Warren Ella Fields Jade West K. Webster Amelia Wilde Trilina Pucci Meagan Brandy
About Willow: Willow Winters is so happy to be a USA Today, Wall Street Journal and #1 Contemporary Best Selling Author!
Willow started writing after having her little girl, Evie, December 2015. All during her pregnancy with Evie she continued to read and she only wanted to read romance. She was reading a book a day — sometimes two.
In January 2016 Willow was staying up late with Evie and just thinking of all these stories. They came to her constantly so she finally sat down and just started writing. She always wanted to do it so she figured, why not? Today Willow cannot be happier for making that decision!
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Star Bright, the first in Staci Hart’s brand new Bright Young Things series, is coming July 14th. Mark your calendars and get ready to find out all about Cecelia Beaton. Check out a teaser below!
Our lips met by his design in a kiss thick with promise and quiet worship. It was a tasting, a savoring of a thing we couldn’t keep. I wanted to. I wanted to keep him, whatever that meant. Maybe it was just waiting—waiting I could do. But would he? We had studiously ignored that discussion since the first night we were together, and now we were in too deep to have that conversation without someone getting hurt. And I was pretty sure that someone would be me.
It was easier to pretend that everything was fine, just fine. It’d hurt later—there was no doubt about that. But maybe he’d come back and look me up. Maybe we could pick up where we’d left off. Or maybe it would be so much time that I would have moved on. Maybe he would. If there were no rules, no boundaries, it would all be left to fate. Maybe if I wished on the first star I saw tonight, he’d come back to me.
But that was the most dangerous thought of all.
Because all I could count on was this, right now.
So I’d have to make the most of it.
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The world’s obsession with the Bright Young Things is real. Every lavish party thrown by the most exclusive group in New York is a spectacle, stalked not only by the media, but by the police commissioner, who’s declared war. He’s out to ruin everyone’s good time, starting with uncovering the mysterious benefactor leading the group, thus answering the question on everyone’s lips.
Who is Cecelia Beaton?
And no one knows it’s Stella.
If society finds out the truth, her plans will unravel. And with one smoldering look from a stranger, her carefully ordered world catches fire.
Levi Hunt has one plan—get the story.
His future at Vagabond magazine depends on his ability to do the one thing no one can: infiltrate the Bright Young Things. If he can find out who Cecelia Beaton is, he’ll earn enough notoriety to permanently secure his career.
His dreams are at his fingertips, so long as he doesn’t blow his cover. But one night with the brightest, most brilliant young thing of all, and he knows he’ll have to make a choice.
The job he loves or the woman of his dreams.
Secrets and lies. Love and laughter. And two people with something to hide and everything to gain.
Welcome to the party.
Staci has been a lot of things up to this point in her life — a graphic designer, an entrepreneur, a seamstress, a clothing and handbag designer, a waitress. Can’t forget that. She’s also been a mom, with three little girls who are sure to grow up to break a number of hearts. She’s been a wife, though she’s certainly not the cleanest, or the best cook. She’s also super, duper fun at a party, especially if she’s been drinking whiskey. When she’s not writing, she’s reading, sleeping, gaming, or designing graphics.
The feud between Weston Lockwood and me started at the altar.
Only neither of us attended the wedding, and the nuptials happened decades before
either of us was born.
Our grandfathers had been best friends and business partners, at least up until my
grandfather’s wedding day—when his bride-to-be blurted out she couldn’t marry him because she was also in love with Weston‘s grandfather.
The two men spent years fighting over Grace Copeland, who also happened to be their third business partner. But in the end, neither man could steal half of her heart away from the other.
Eventually, they all went their separate ways. Our grandfathers married other women, and the two men became one of the biggest business rivals in history.
Our fathers continued the family tradition of feuding.
And then Weston and I did, too.
For the most part, we kept as much distance as possible.
Until the day the woman who started the feud died—and unexpectedly left one of the most valuable hotels in the world to our grandfathers to share.
Now I’m stuck in a hotel with the man I was born to hate, trying to unravel the mess
our families inherited.
As usual, it didn’t take long for us to be at each other’s throats.
Weston Lockwood was everything I hated: tall, smart, cocky, and too gorgeous for his
own good. We were fire and ice.
But that shouldn’t be an issue. Our families were used to being at war. There was just
one minor problem, though.
Every time Weston and I fought, we somehow wound up in bed.
“What the hell?” I pressed the button on the elevator panel a second
time. It illuminated, yet the car continued to sit there. So I jabbed my finger
at it a third time. Finally, the doors started to glide closed.
Just as they were about to shut completely, a shoe blocked them from
closing.
A wingtip shoe.
Weston’s smiling face was there to greet me when the doors bounced
open.
My blood was near boiling. “So help me, Lockwood, if you try to get in
this car, I can’t be responsible for what happens to you. I’m not in the mood
anymore.”
He entered the elevator anyway. “Come on, Fifi. What’s wrong? I’m just playing
around. You’re taking things way too seriously.”
I counted to ten in my head, but it didn’t help. Fuck it. He
wanted to get a rise out of me? He was going to get one. The doors slid
shut again, and I turned and backed him into a corner. Seeing my face, he at
least had the decency to look a little nervous.
“You wanna know what’s wrong? I’ll tell you what’s wrong! My father
thinks I’m inept because I don’t have an appendage dangling between my legs.
The man I spent the last eighteen months with was cheating on me with one of my
cousins. Again. I hate New York City. I despise the Lockwood
family. And you think you can get away with anything you want just because you
have a big dick.” I jabbed my finger into his chest and punctuated each
staccato word with another stab.
“I’m
Tired.
Of.
Men.
My father.
Liam.
You.
Every single fucking one of you. So leave me the hell alone!”
Frazzled, I turned back around and waited for the door to open, only to
realize we hadn’t started to move yet. Great.
Just fucking great. I jabbed the button a few more times, closed my eyes, and
took deep, cleansing breaths as we started to move. Halfway through breath
three, I felt the heat of Weston’s body behind me. He had to have moved closer.
I continued to try to ignore him.
But the fucker still smelled good.
How the hell could that be? Whose cologne lasted
for—what had it been now?—twelve hours? After the gauntlet run he’d
sent me on across town this morning, I probably smelled like BO. It pissed me
off that the asshole smelled…fucking delicious.
He moved closer, and I felt his breath tickle my neck.
“So,” he whispered in a gravelly voice. “You think my dick’s big.”
I turned and scowled at him. While this morning he’d been clean-shaven,
he now had a five o’clock shadow all along his chiseled jaw. It gave
him a sinister look. The suit that hugged his broad shoulders probably cost
more than Liam’s entire sweater wardrobe. Weston Lockwood was everything I
hated in a man—wealthy, good looking, cocky, arrogant, and fearless. Liam would
hate him. My father already hated him. And at the moment, those were actually
Weston’s strong points.
While I struggled with my body reacting to his scent and how much I liked
the stubble on his face, Weston slowly reached out and put a hand on my hip. At
first, I assumed he thought he needed to steady me, as he had when I’d wobbled
in the bar. Had I wobbled again? I didn’t think I had. But I
must’ve.
Though when his hand glided from my hip around to my ass, there was
no misunderstanding his intention. He was not trying to
help me stay on my feet. In my head, my immediate reaction was to scream at
him, but somehow my throat felt too clogged to speak.
I made the mistake of looking up from his jaw into his blue eyes. Heat
flickered, turning them almost gray, and his eyes dropped to my
lips.
No.
Just no.
This was not happening.
Not again.
My heart thundered in my chest, and the blood in my ears roared so loudly
I almost didn’t hear the ding of the elevator announcing that we’d arrived at
my floor. Thankfully it snapped me out of whatever moment of insanity I’d
slipped into.
“I…I need to go.”
It took all of my focus to put one foot in front of the other, but I
managed to walk down the hall and make it to my room.
Though…
I wasn’t alone.
Author Bio
Vi Keeland
is a #1 New York Times, #1 Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author.
With millions of books sold, her titles have appeared in over a hundred
Bestseller lists and are currently translated in twenty-five languages. She
resides in New York with her husband and their three children where she is
living out her own happily ever after with the boy she met at age six.
If a trail of broken hearts, and a piss-poor record of failed relationships have taught me anything, it’s this.
My buddies are happy to give me shit about my latest breakup from here to next Sunday. Thanks, but I’d rather have a root canal.
And a vasectomy.
At the same time.
But my relief comes in an unlikely package—the gorgeous and feisty Maren. She just so happens to be my friend’s sister, so that’s not awkward at all.
But I’m a man on a mission, and Maren is down to teach me all the ways I’ve been failing as a boyfriend. Apparently, there are many. And it’s all very informative—until I start to catch feels.
Now it’s not just my reputation on the line, but my heart too.
A New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author of more than three dozen titles, Kendall Ryan has sold over 3 million books and her books have been translated into several languages in countries around the world.
Her books have also appeared on the New York Times and USA Today bestseller lists more than 100 times. Ryan has been featured in such publications as USA Today, Newsweek, and InTouch Magazine.
When I saw that Rachel Blaufeld had a book releasing, I was excited as I had enjoyed her book, Wander Love. The dark, angsty feel of that book is something I love to read with rom-coms, contemporary romances, new adult, etc. It creates a balance that imitates life, I think. So given all of that, I was excited for her newest book, Love Disregarded. For one, I love a second chance romance which is usually fraught with so much angst as either the H or h are separated for some ungodly reason. Additionally, this is also a bit “opposites attract”: rich boy and poor girl. Those stories too generally come with a parent who is disapproving and goes to great lengths to keep them apart. In a nutshell, those two tropes create the recipe for an angsty romance with the possibility of a redemptive conclusion, so I jumped into Love Disregarded.
And sadly, I was a little disappointed. I hate writing these words. I really do because I want to love everything that a writer writes. As a teacher of writing, however, I know that that notion is fiction itself. At the core, the trope qualities I listed above are present in Blaufeld’s Love Disregarded, and if you like those tropes, you should grab this book. Now, should you stop what you’re reading and pick this book up immediately? Sadly, I would say “no.”
For one, Aston, Blaufeld’s hero, is not my favorite person in the present. In my opinion, for a second chance romance to work, you have to want the perpetrator of angst in the past to be a better person in the present time, and while Aston has a few moments of kindness, he really isn’t a great guy. I actually prefer younger Aston before he makes the choice to ruin their relationship. It is his younger self where his compassion and integrity lie. I kept waiting to like him again, but I grew to appreciate his role, not his characterization, in the later parts of the story. As a character, I wouldn’t identify him as a nice guy, and he isn’t an anti-hero either, so it makes it hard for me to actually like him.
Secondly, there are holes in the story that I wanted to be filled. Typically with second chance romances, you receive the former story before you receive the present story, and the building of that former story elevates the tension and angst of the romance. There is another iteration of this where the former story is woven in the midst of the present, but you generally receive those woven bits chronologically and you have a moment of break up. It’s almost painful to read those past parts. For this reader, I find myself taking breaks to push through the difficulty of the eventual separation. Yet, Blaufeld doesn’t take that tact, which, if intentional, is both a blessing and a curse. It’s a blessing in that you don’t suffer through their break-up chronologically because she doesn’t present it that way, but it’s a curse because I think she loses the momentum of her angst level. Even more, we are fed those details in later chapters that interrupt the present, but we never get the actual moment of break up. Again, it causes a strange chronological disruption which doesn’t sometimes make sense as Aston and Bexley are trying to move forward. It also leaves you confused at times.
Thirdly, there is a bit of repetition in this story. One of my pet peeves as a reader is being reminded of the same feelings and anxieties between the couple. For me, it feels like filler. This happens over and over again in Love Disregarded. It creates a whiplash effect as these two struggle towards their happy ending. For obvious reasons, Bexley complicates their reunion, while also falling into Aston’s arms, constantly trusting and distrusting him. I want forward motion, so it felt repetitive to relive their past (especially when it’s divulged in pieces) over and over again.
Bexley, her children, and Aston’s children are the highlights of Rachel Blaufeld’s Love Disregarded, especially Piper. Honestly. Yes, I think Bexley is a little too indecisive, and she could have shown greater strength against Aston given the lessons she had learned in the future; however, she is more likable as a character over Aston or any of the ancillary characters besides the kids. I know there are many people who love Rachel Blaufeld and will read this book. I did. It’s good. It isn’t a top read for me, though, for a variety of reasons, and in the end, that makes me a little sad as I HATE being the bearer of a middlin’ to fair review.
Some demons don’t stay buried. The past can come knocking when you least expect.
Perfect Wreckage, an all-new beautifully written and emotionally gripping standalone romance in the Wrecked Series by Catherine Cowles is releasing September 22nd, and we have the gorgeous cover!
My past taught me to play it safe. To stay far away from handsome men who promised it all. My life was good without them. Stable, secure, predictable.
But one kiss showed me that I’d been playing it safe for far too long. One night, and all I wanted was more of his wildfire. One challenge and my carefully constructed walls tumbled down.
Amidst the rubble, I realized there was more to this man than I ever dreamed. When everything fell apart, he showed me what it meant to stay. How to truly live.
But some demons don’t stay buried. The past can come knocking when you least expect. And the life he’s showing me might be shorter than either of us expected…
Writer of words. Drinker of Diet Cokes. Lover of all things cute and furry, especially her dog. Catherine has had her nose in a book since the time she could read and finally decided to write down some of her own stories. When she’s not writing she can be found exploring her home state of Oregon, listening to true crime podcasts, or searching for her next book boyfriend.
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