Excerpt Reveal!! The Third Best Thing by Maya Hughes


Title: The Third Best Thing
Series: Fulton U #3
Author: Maya Hughes
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Najla Qamber Designs
Release Date: January 30, 2020




Dear Letter Girl, I need to see you. When can we meet?


Her response never came. My secret pen pal with a dirty mind has ghosted me. I’ve roped Jules, my sweet as pie next door neighbor, to help me track her down.


There’s only one problem—I’m falling for her. The tortoise shell glasses, out of this world curves and delicious treats are making the search for The Letter Girl even harder.


My notes were supposed to be a one time thing. A little too much wine and naughty thoughts on a winter’s night. I never thought Berk would write back. I wanted to tell him it was me, but the fear of rejection kept my lips sealed.


Now he’s enlisted my help to track down The Letter Girl and our search has him hot on my, ahem, her trail.


She’s the girl next door.


He’s my secret pen pal.


Truth is on a collision course with their hearts and it’s only a matter of time before one of them gets wrecked…


A giddy laugh bubbled up from deep down. I snuck a glance at myself in the mirror again. I was a lumpy diva, but, fuck it, I was a badass too. And I was slowly skidding closer to the ground as the sweat that gathered behind my knee loosened my grip.


Every move I nailed got me a little closer to appreciating how far I’d come. From the first days of slipping off trying to do a basic spin with my feet planted firmly on the floor, to being a diva. 


This was my freaking body and I loved the shit out of it. 


And if I kept telling myself that, maybe one day I’d believe it. 


I lowered myself onto my bedroom floor with a flourish, throwing in one more spin for my imaginary audience.


The song ended and I braced my hands on my hips, panting and sweating like I’d run a 5k, with a grin so damn wide I felt it in my toes. Jumping up and down, I gave myself a high five and a few club-worthy woos. It made it harder to figure out if I was doing the tricks one hundred percent correctly, but I sure as hell wasn’t going to record myself to watch later or head to a pole dancing studio with full-wall mirrors. I wasn’t at that level of okay with me in all my glory—yet. 
I flopped onto my bed and stared up at the ceiling. My hip-hugging short shorts and sports bra gave me little coverage, but pole dancing wasn’t exactly about modesty. I’d given it a try at the urging of my therapist during freshman year and hell if it hadn’t helped—some. It was a way for me to build strength, body confidence, and maybe attempt to feel a little sexy.


The door slammed downstairs and I shot up from the bed. 


“Jules!” Berk’s unmistakable call sent me from pole dancing heart racing to ‘floor it, Louise,’ careening toward a cliff. I shot up and fell off my bed, rattling the perfume bottles on my dresser. Scrambling off the floor, I grabbed my sweatpants and tugged them on, hopping from foot to foot and sounding like I’d taken up bowling in my bedroom. I snagged my glasses off my desk and shoved them onto my face.


Berk was probably wondering how I’d trapped a wild animal up in my room. I grabbed my long sleeved T-shirt and hoodie off the back of my chair even though it was August. The fabric clung to my sweaty skin and I probably had a sweat-stashe going on, but that was better than him walking up here and finding me half naked. A panic spiral shot through me and I got dressed even quicker and threw open my door. 


My feet barely touched any of the steps as I flew downstairs.


“Berk.” I fell into the kitchen, bracing my arm against the doorway. The butterflies in my stomach were replaced by a whole freaking safari. I tightened my lips to what I hoped was a non-serial killer level of smile. My heart was glowing like a spotlight, so I wrapped my arms tighter around myself. Tingles tiptoed up and down my spine at the sight of his floppy hair and jeans that hugged his ass and trim waist better than mine ever fit me. 


His head shot up and the half of the cookie sticking out of his mouth broke off and dropped onto the counter. “There you are.” His words were muffled behind two manhole cover-sized cookies. 


“Did you think I was hiding in my cookie box?” 


“Is that what you’re calling it these days?” Killer smile and a direct hit. “The old cookie box.”




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Maya Hughes can often be found sneaking in another chapter while hiding in the bathroom from her kids! 🙂 I’m a romance writer who loves taking inspiration from everyday life, namely my husband and biggest fan. Inspiration also strikes when I hear a song, meet someone new or daydream while at soccer practice.
I’m the mom of three little ones, the wife to an amazing husband and also work full time. Some of my favorite things are cinnamon rolls, white wine, laughing until I can’t breathe and traveling with my family.







Cover Reveal!! Waiting for My Queen by Georgia Cates

Check out Georgia Cates’s hot cover! Waiting for my Queen is releasing on March 3rd!



All I’ve ever wanted was to marry for love.

But girls like me don’t have that luxury.

We are used as pawns in a game we can’t control.

The game? It’s called Mafia.

I was foolish enough to try to change the rules… and I lost.



She was promised to me years ago.

And he dared to take her from me.

Dared to touch what was mine.

I put an end to that.

I hope he’s enjoying the view from his dirt room.



My beloved’s killer placed a ruby ring on my finger and called me his queen.

But that red gem symbolizes something different for me.

It represents the blood shed by those I love most.

Hell was empty the day we wed.

Because the devil was standing before me and said “I do.”



I saw her as a possession.

A shiny toy I didn’t want other boys to play with.

But she’s so much more.

Beautiful and brave and strong and broken all at once.

She tastes like everything I’ve ever wanted.



Hidden and patient.

I wait for the perfect time to seek my revenge.

But slowly, I feel him possessing me.

His heart is full of darkness… and I still want every inch of him.

Hard as I try, I can’t escape loving this beautiful monster.



I’m waiting patiently because I already know that she’s mine.

Mine in a way that no one will ever understand.

Even if she hasn’t yet realized it.

For love, I’d do anything.

For her, I’d do everything.


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Teaser Reveal!! Keeper by Harloe Rae



KEEPER by Harloe Rae
Release date: February 6th


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“Will you help me remember?”

That’s the second thing I ask the stranger hovering just outside of my hospital room. To me, Decker Fredric is another nameless face in the crowd. To him, I’m a forgotten girl he hasn’t seen in years. But he agrees to be my crutch through the fog as if we were once friends.

Everything is a blank canvas spreading far and wide in front of me. Any direction I take, my steps stumble over the unknown. Decker becomes the only reliable constant in my life. I lean on him too hard, but he doesn’t seem to mind. His unwavering patience and guidance restore some semblance of normal I don’t recall having.

My attraction to Decker is instant, but he appears indifferent. Until the day his stare holds a bit too much heat. In return, I dare to let my touch linger. Our hugs cling tighter than a simple embrace should. But we have no business defying the distinct line cutting between us.

Decker Fredric was never mine to keep. But that doesn’t stop me from wanting him to be.





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Harloe Rae is a USA Today & Amazon Top 10 bestselling author. Her passion for writing and reading has taken on a whole new meaning. Each day is an unforgettable adventure.

Harloe is a Minnesota gal with a serious addiction to romance. She’s always chasing an epic happily ever after. When she’s not buried in the writing cave, Harloe can be found hanging with her hubby and son. If the weather permits, she loves being lakeside or out in the country with her horses.

Harloe is the author of the Reclusive series, Watch Me Follow, #BitterSweetHeat Series, Ask Me Why, and BREAKER. These titles are available on Amazon.


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Happy Release Day & Review!! Boss Man Bridegroom by Meghan Quinn

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Release Date: January 23rd

Genre: Contemporary Romance

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“Will you do me the greatest honor of all time and be my bridegroom?” she asks, hope in her eyes . . .

How did I get here? My assistant, bent on one knee, holding my hand, her expectant face waiting for an answer.

Just . . . how?

How did I go from being insulted by Charlee Cox to hiring her to be my assistant? How is it that she’s chaos in color – making me crazy and my life better at the same time?

I never thought I would be staring down at her bright blue eyes begging me to go along with this ridiculous scheme I suggested.

Yes, I suggested. Like the idiot I am, I thought hey, why not start an HR nightmare and have my assistant ask me to marry her?

Confused? Don’t worry, so am I.

But try to follow along, because this is how I became Boss Man Bridegroom.



“Rath Westin, my boss, my commander in chief, my Gucci Governor—”
“I don’t wear Gucci.”
“Go with it.” She winks and clears her throat. “Mr. Big Shot, Barking Britches, and Irritable Ira—”
“Jesus . . . Christ.” I rub my hand down my face.
“Will you do me the great honor . . .” She wobbles on her bent knee and clutches my hand to steady herself. “Will you . . .” She tears up, her voice becoming shaky. “I’m sorry, I’ve never done this before.”
“I sure as hell hope not,” I say through gritted teeth.
“And I didn’t think I’d get emotional either.” On a deep breath, she finishes, “Will you do me the greatest honor of all time and be my bridegroom?”
Christ, nothing is ever simple with her.
“Why did you say it like that?”
“Did I not do it right?” she mumbles to herself. “See, I knew I was doing something wrong.”
“No, why did you say bridegroom?”
“Oh, well, that’s what you would be. You see, that’s what they used to call men who were soon to be married . . . a bridegroom. But then somewhere along the way they shortened it to groom. But if you marry me, I would give you the dignified pleasure of retaining the honorable title of bridegroom.”
“Don’t call me bridegroom.”
“Boss man bridegroom?” she asks with a cheeky grin.
How the fuck did I allow myself to get in this position? With my quirky and sometimes annoying but mostly efficient assistant, kneeling in front of me . . . proposing.
Proposing to me.
In a pair of belly-covering slacks and suspenders, hair pulled back into a tight bun like she often wears it, looking up at me through her red-framed glasses, her bright blue eyes shining past the lenses, begging me to go along with this ridiculous scheme I suggested.
Yes, me.
Like the goddamn idiot I am, I thought hey, why not start an HR nightmare and have my assistant ask me to marry her?
Don’t worry, so am I.
Where do I even start? Maybe from the beginning?
Here is a quick rundown: my ex, who used to work with me, left me for bigger and better things. We don’t talk about her, ever, because she took my heart with her. Instead, I buried myself in my work. I became a hermit in my office, firing one assistant after another because they weren’t good enough or their voice annoyed me, or they thought salt was sugar and gave me one bad cup of coffee that ended their career at Westin Enterprises—that mistake was on them.
In my spare time—not that there’s much—but when I do have spare time, I follow my two idiot friends around the city, helping them avoid fucking up their lives. But now that they’re both in loving and committed relationships, one planning a wedding with my sister as the bride, I have much more time on my hands.
Maybe they’re to blame for my demise, for this ridiculous charade I’m now a part of.
What does this have to do with my assistant proposing to me?
Well, you see, I was in the market for yet another new assistant, and that’s when one of my best friends, Bram, suggested I lean on his assistant, Linus, to help me find someone. Side note: Linus is a gift from God, and I’ve offered him huge pay raises many times to jump ship and join my company, but his loyalty lies with Bram . . . unfortunately.
So Linus helped me find an assistant, and that’s where it started to go downhill.
The minute I saw her, I knew it wasn’t going to be a good fit.
Because she’s too goddamn beautiful.
Because she’s far too bubbly.
Because with every smile and checklist she devises, she makes me want to bend her over my desk and make her mine.
But, since I clearly don’t know how to make any decisions worth a shit, I hired her, right there on the spot.
And that was the beginning of the end.
Need to know more? Well in case you are on pins and needles about my answer to her proposal, I said yes.
Here’s the story of how I became Boss Man Bridegroom.

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USA Today Bestselling Author, wife, adoptive mother, and peanut butter lover. Author of romantic comedies and contemporary romance, Meghan Quinn brings readers the perfect combination of heart, humor, and heat in every book.


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My Review…

I was so excited to see Ms. Quinn taking us back to the world of Bram, Roark and Rath!

I know I was waiting, not so patiently for Rath’s story and boy did Ms. Quinn not disappoint!

This is an office romance with the Meghan Quinn twist!

I loved the brashness of Charlee! She is color and light and even though she has had something horrible to her, she has tried to pick herself up and dust herself off! I love her love of all things office supply, her friendship with her grandma and her absolute amazingness at her job as an executive assistant. I could so relate to her (being as though I was one of those myself for 20 years!).

Rath is a determined man, he likes his things just so and he is particular in his business.  He is absolutely floored when Charlee starts working for him, bringing color and light into his world, along with the newfound love of romance books!

The chemistry between Rath and Charlee is epic and I loved reading how hard they fought against the pull that they had.  It took a big scare to bring it all together!

As with all of Ms. Quinn’s stories, you get hilarity, I found myself giggling out loud many times when I was reading.  She brings wowza hot heat and lots of heart.

It was absolutely amazing to see all the past characters in these series to make an appearance! The bromance between Bram and Rath is total #relationshipgoals !!

Thank you, Ms. Quinn, for saving the best for last!


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Happy Release Day & Review!! Silver Player by L.B. Dunbar

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The Silver Foxes of Blue Ridge #2

Release Date: January 23
Billy Harrington
A young girl walks into a bar…


I’d like to say this is the start of a bad joke, but it isn’t really.
It’s my life.

Can you be called a baby-daddy if the secret baby shows up as a teenager?


I don’t know anything about raising a teen.


And the one person who could help me the most is my nemesis.


Roxanne McAllister

I should hate him for being her father.


Only I don’t fault him for sleeping with my sister.


This is the story of my life.


I’ve always been runner-up to my older sibling.


Then tragedy strikes—again—and I’m left with a dilemma.


Can I count on the person I despise the most in Blue Ridge?


Find out when a Harrington strikes again.


This sexy silver fox is the biggest player, but he’s about to been dealt a hand he never expected—a much needed ally in his feisty vixen enemy.




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I’ve been accused of having an over-active imagination. To my benefit, this imagination has created over twenty novels, including the creation of a small-town world (Sensations Collection), rock star mayhem (Legendary Rock Star series), MMA chaos (Paradise Stories), rom-com for the over forty (The Sex Education of M.E.), and a suspenseful island for redemption (The Island Duet). My alter ego, elda lore, creates magical romance through mythological retellings (Modern Descendants). My life revolves around a deep love of reading about fairy tales, medieval knights, regency debauchery, and strong alpha males. I love a deep belly laugh, a strong hug, and an occasional margarita. My other loves include being mother to four grown children and wife to the one and only.
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My Review…

The Silver Foxes of Blue Ridge

“I want to read you…” oh holy swoon!

I cannot tell you all how much I love L.B. Dunbar’s writing! This is the story of Billy and Roxanne.

This is a story of just so much more than love.  This is a story of secrets coming to light.  Insecurities rearing it’s ugly head and how misconceptions can skew your thinking and how you see people.

Billy is labeled as a player, he feels like he is always out to prove himself.  The bickering and fighting between him and Roxie is the best type of flirting!  He is struggling with the secrets he keeps and a huge secret that comes into the light.  He is worthy of all that is good in the world and he deserves happiness.

Roxanne is every woman, she has her faults and vulnerabilities, but she is also strong when she needs to be.  She too deserves love and the fighting between her and Billy can be hurtful, but it also reveals.  She is struggling to keep what she loves close.

The chemistry between Roxie and Billy is like a house on fire and the push and pull they have for each other wanted me to hug them close and sometimes slap them upside the head!

I think Billy’s quote sums up this story beautifully….”it doesn’t matter who you loved first, it was the last who mattered….” 

Ms. Dunbar, your words absolutely move me!! Thank you for writing about silver foxes and the silver vixens who tame them!! Please don’t ever stop!

Happy Release Day & Review!! Over The Top by Dr. Rebecca Sharp

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From bestselling author, Dr. Rebecca Sharp, comes a sexy, winter sports romance with a flurry of suspense that will heat up the slopes and keep you on your toes …



Ice Princess. Cold Queen.

The best skier in the world who only cares about winning.

It’s what the media claims. It’s what I let everyone believe.

My fiancé’s betrayal taught me not to care about anything except the mountain. Especially not men. Or love.

Kyle Masters was only supposed to be a distraction.

A one night wonder before the Alpine Ski World Cup.

It doesn’t matter if I can’t stop thinking about him.

He wants more. I see it in his eyes.

He wants to be my White Knight.

Too bad for him I don’t need saving.



Everything in my life was great.

Great job. Great friends. And the great alone.

Who would’ve thought it would be so hard

to find a woman who wanted a serious relationship?

And serious was the last thing Jaclyn Blanchard wanted from me. Or so she says.

But after one night, she’s mistaken if she thinks I’ll give up on my stubborn Cinderella.

Especially when danger lurks on the mountain.

She wants more. I see it in her eyes.

But she hides her warm heart behind a frozen shield.

Too bad the Ice Princess can’t help but melt under my touch.


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“You’re not calling a cab,” he bit out.

“Why not?”

“Because I can drive you.”

My spine straightened, immediately going into defense mode. “You don’t have to do that. I’m a big girl, I can most certainly call a cab.”

My gasp was swallowed by his mouth as his lips crushed down on mine, his tongue demanding and possessive inside my mouth. If I hadn’t been staring at those lips for the past two hours, I swore I wouldn’t have given in quite so easily.

“Jac, I don’t care how big or small you are,” he rasped against my mouth, biting my lower lip in between words. “I don’t care if you’re Navy SEAL or a ninja. Heck, I don’t even care if you’re a Jedi and you’ve got a lightsaber holstered to your side, I’m not letting you get in a cab alone. So, you can sass me all you want but unless you’re planning on knocking me out, the only cab you’re getting in is the one in my truck, and that’s all I’m gonna say about it.”

Feeling a thousand emotions I was afraid to describe, I blinked in shock as he stalked off to grab his gear and say goodnight to his bandmates.

I didn’t know why I argued with him. I didn’t want to argue with him, but this was me. Independent. Alone. I didn’t rely on anyone, especially a man, because the last time that happened, Evan had turned me into the kind of person I despised and then went and betrayed me for it.


I was sorely tempted to knock him out just for the heck of it, but I really needed him to kiss me again and those things were mutually exclusive.

With a nod, I stood, my black leather pants from the first night we met sticking slightly to the faux leather cushion. I’d opted for another Star Wars tee that I knotted in front of my stomach to make it look vintage fashionable instead of the easy, comfortable pick that it was.

He held the door open even with all the gear in his hands and let me walk out of the building first. My steps slowed sensing his gaze was on my butt. I wanted his gaze on me. I wanted his eyes everywhere because they felt like when the sun comes out from behind the clouds on a cool spring day and you can feel the heat immediately as it bloomed every cell to attention.

I craved the warmth, no matter what it was doing to my frozen walls.

He reached around me and grabbed the passenger door to hold it open and I couldn’t stop my mouth from smarting, “I know how to open a door.”

He waited until I was seated before leaning partially through the frame to reply, “Never said you didn’t, Jac. Just because you can, doesn’t mean you should – especially when you’re with me.”

My mouth opened but the door closing had me shut it again.

Whatever. He could have his Charming-complex, I thought with an eye-roll even as my heart thudded harder in my chest, enjoying far too much being around a man who wanted to take care of me.

I turned my head to Kyle when I realized that we were both now sitting in a truck that was running but not moving.

“Didn’t want to interrupt,” he explained, his eyes searching mine like he could see what I was thinking. “Where to?”

My lips parted but Marissa’s address lodged in my throat.

I didn’t want to go back to the apartment. I wanted more time with the man who insisted on holding my coat and driving me home and opening doors. I wanted one more night with Prince Charming before this whole spell ended.

“I’m not giving you my address,” I said smoothly, running my palms over my thighs before crossing my arms in front of me. “In case you turn out to be a stalker.”

“Me?” he asked incredulously. “You’re the one who made me take you to my apartment. You’re the one who showed up at my place of work. And you’re the one who was at my show tonight. Maybe you’re the stalker.”

I glared at him, especially when I saw the smile tugging at the corner of his lips. I should just give him the address now. I should, but I wouldn’t because I wasn’t ready to let go of this night I’d been thinking about all week.

“Not a stalker,” I said, pretending to examine my teal nails. “Just unlucky.”

He chuckled. “So, is this your way of forcing me to take you back to my place again?”

“Oh no.” I shook my head. “I could show you what forcing you would be…”

His deeper laugh was drowned out as he put the truck in gear and pulled out of the lot. Even though I’d only been to his apartment once, the roads there felt like they were engraved in my brain, like an address of sorts – the one I needed to remember in order to get home.

“So, what do you do when you aren’t training or on the mountain?” he asked as we passed over the lamp-lit streets of Aspen, flurries trickling down from the sky.

“Why? Wondering what my plans are once I retire?” I said it lightly, but the way he looked at me was anything but.

“I’m not a reporter, Jac. I’m not asking to try to get the inside scoop on your life or your future. Just want to know about you, that’s all.”

I shrunk back against the seat, knowing I had responded defensively. What else was I supposed to do? That’s all they ever wanted to know. Hobbies to try and speculate what would happen to me when my career was over, anything to try and make me feel vulnerable, to remind me that I couldn’t keep the gold forever.

If there was one thing I’d learned about the public, it was that their fascination to see you rise was only surpassed by their twisted desire to witness your fall.

“I like to watch movies. Especially during the season, it’s easy… and doesn’t require me to leave the house.” I laughed, toying with the knot on my shirt. “I like to make juice, too. It’s allowed on my training diet, so I experiment. Sometimes, I pretend like I’m testing out different flavors to create a menu for my own juice bar.”

“Jac’s Juice?” he asked with a smile.

“Something like that…” He laughed and then so did I, our eyes meeting somewhere in the middle of something neither of us had been expecting.

If my lip was made of thinner stuff, I would have chewed a hole through it in the last few minutes it took to navigate to the parking lot of Kyle’s building. He sent me a glare when I opened my own door to get out of the truck but still managed to grab all his gear and hold every other door that we encountered on the way up to the twelfth floor.

It felt strange to see a place for the second time. My rule was always one night. And that meant one impression of the place before I forgot about it and moved on. This time, I noticed the same things as I did the last, but wondered about them more.

“What’s that for?” he asked, coming to stand in front of me.


“The look on your face,” he said, a large warm hand cupped my cheek. I felt every inch of it, right down to the calloused fingertips that came from plucking the strings on his guitar. I felt every cell on the hands that made me feel warm and safe and cherished in ways I knew could kill me if I found out they were false. Again. “What are you thinking about? What hurts?”

“Nothing.” I turned away again and moved toward the couch.

I heard him growl, his footsteps coming up quickly behind my retreating form.

“What are you running from?” he demanded, reaching for me and turning me to face him.

I should’ve fought him, but I was tired of pushing him away.

Maybe I could have more than one night with him… for just a little while…

“What everyone runs from,” I seethed, stepping into him and pressing myself flush against his interrogating hardness. “Anything that can destroy you.”

His head dipped down and my lips tingled in anticipation, but his mouth didn’t come for mine.

“Well, that’s not me, Jac,” he said softly, instead pressing a kiss to my forehead. “I’m not here to destroy you.” Another kiss on the side of my cheekbone this time. “I’m not here to hurt you.” A gentle brush of his lips on the tip of my nose. “I’m just here for you.”




Dr. Rebecca Sharp, while using a pen name, is actually a doctor living in Pennsylvania with her husband – the love of her life.

She enjoys working in her practice with her father as well as letting her creativity run free as an author. Growing up she’s always loved a good love story and finally decided to give writing one of her own a go.

After graduating with her doctoral degree, she now enjoys spending that thing called free time traveling with her husband, cooking, and knitting.



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My Review…

A Winter Games Novel

This is the story of Kyle and Jaclyn.  I was cheering hard for Kyle’s story! This story can totally be read as a standalone, but I have read all the previous Winter Games novels so I had a vested interest in finding a happily ever after for Kyle!

I loved the premise behind this story!

Jac is her own hero, she has been taking care of herself since forever and she has created this public persona that tells everyone to stay away.  She doesn’t need a white knight saving her, she can save herself.

Kyle was the perfect person for Jac, he understood how to love her hard and how to break down the walls surrounding her.  He knew that she didn’t need someone to save her, but he wanted to be the soft place for her to fall at the end of the day. He saw through all the media bull to see to the heart of Jac.

This story takes us back to the world of competitive skiing and the pros and cons of being the best in your sport of choice.

It was lovely seeing past characters in this series make an appearance! It was great catching up with what was going on with them!

It’s sad to see this being the last in the series, but we all know that Dr. Sharp is going to keep entertaining us with her stories and the worlds that she creates!

Cover Reveal!! Doughn’t Let Me Go by Teagan Hunter

Slice Book 3
Release Date: February 6
It was just supposed to be one night.
No kissing. No feelings. A wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am tangle in the sheets and we go our own ways.
Only it’s a small town, and I was bound to run into the irresistible Porter Jones again. 
I just didn’t expect it to be at my job interview…which he’s conducting. 
Now the live-in nanny to his adorable seven-year-old daughter, I’m doing my best to avoid falling for his charms.
Except it’s much harder than either of us anticipated.
What’s a few romps between friends?
No kissing. No feelings. Just fun.  
Sounds simple, right?
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Meet Teagan Hunter

I’m a Missouri-raised gal, but currently live in North Carolina with my US Marine husband and 9-year-old dog. I spend my days begging him for a cat, and I survive off coffee, pizza, and sarcasm. When I’m not writing, you can find me binge-watching various TV shows, especially Supernatural and One Tree Hill. I like cold weather, buy more paperbacks than I’ll ever read, and I never say no to brownies.

Writing is my passion, and this is just the beginning of my journey.


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