O segundo livro da série Warrior Fight Club, da autora Laura Kaye está disponível para venda! Veja um trecho abaixo e em breve teremos nossa resenha.

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Billy unlocked the door and gestured for her to go first. She hit the lights for the living room, and he dropped their bags onto the living room floor next to the door.

She turned and frowned, because it wasn’t like him to—

Billy’s hands were suddenly in her hair and his forehead was against hers. “You drive me fucking crazy, Shayna.”

“I-I do?” she asked, totally caught off guard but nearly euphoric at his words. “Good crazy, o-or—”

He nodded. “Good crazy. Even though, fuck. I should resist wanting you. I know I should.”

“No, no you shouldn’t,” she said, nearly breathless. “Why should you?”

His eyes were dark fire as they bore into hers. “You’re just starting out in life. Everything ahead of you, full of possibilities. But me…I’m a busted, used-up soldier without an army or a war. And I’m supposed to be looking out for you, not taking advantage of you.”

Shayna didn’t know what to respond to first. She hated that he saw himself that way. Shaking her head, she grasped at his wrists, holding him to her. “We had that conversation already. You can’t take advantage of someone who wants what you’re doing. And I…I do. God, you have to know how much I crushed on you when I was younger. Living with you has only made that stronger, Billy. Nothing about you looks busted or used-up to me. Nothing at all.”

He came closer, close enough that they touched everywhere, and he searched her eyes. “Ryan wouldn’t approve of this, of me.”

The closeness made it clear just how turned on he was, and the demanding press of his erection against her belly nearly stole her breath. “Ryan doesn’t get a say…” Her words trailed off, because as much as she believed them in this moment, they resurrected a memory she didn’t want to recall.

Of a time she’d uttered nearly those exact words to Dylan. And the consequences had been catastrophic.

“What do you want then?” Billy asked, pulling her from a lane of memories she didn’t want to go down. “I don’t want to assume, and I don’t want you to feel pressured into anything because you live in my house. Jesus, just saying that makes me feel like a lecherous asshole.”

“You’re not. And I don’t feel pressured. I just want you.”

Suddenly, Billy’s lips were on hers and his tongue was in her mouth and his hands tightened in her hair. She moaned at the suddenness of it, at the goodness of it.

He walked her backwards towards the steps. “Is this okay?”

“Yes,” she whispered around the edge of a kiss.

His hands moved to her waist and went to the hem of her white tank top. “Can I see you?”

Shayna nodded, pulling away from their kisses only long enough for the shirt to pass over her head, leaving her standing there in a lacy white bra and her jeans. He dropped her top to the floor.

“So fucking beautiful. Can I touch you?”

“Yes,” she whispered, sucking in a breath as he spread out his big hand against her throat and then dragged his fingers downward until he was cupping her breast.

He caught one of her bra straps and dragged it off her shoulder until he bared her nipple to his fingertips. He hauled an arm around her waist, bringing them closer even as he leaned down to kiss her exposed flesh. “Can I taste you?”

Jesus, those questions in that deep rasp were so freaking sexy that she could hardly stand it. “Please.”

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“The always amazing Kaye is kicking off a terrific new contemporary romance series that centers around a wounded warrior’s fight club. Kaye does a beautiful job exploring the fallout from war and PTSD as various characters struggle to cope in their own ways. The love story between Noah Cortez and his childhood friend Kristina Moore is both compelling and touching, for the obstacles in their way loom large. A truly memorable read!” ~ RT Book Reviews

 

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Laura is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of over thirty books in contemporary and erotic romance and romantic suspense, including the Blasphemy, Hard Ink, and Raven Riders series. Growing up, Laura’s large extended family believed in the supernatural, and family lore involving angels, ghosts, and evil-eye curses cemented in Laura a life-long fascination with storytelling and all things paranormal. Laura also writes historical fiction as the NYT bestselling author, Laura Kamoie. She lives in Maryland with her husband and two daughters, and appreciates her view of the Chesapeake Bay every day.

 

 

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“YOU HAVE A BOARD MEETING later today, and also dinner with the mayor tonight,” Bianca said, trailing me out of the office. The vanilla scent of her perfume wafted around me as she tried to keep in line with my steps. “I already sent for your dry cleaning. It will be hung up by the time you return home.” She stopped, which in turn caused me to pause and lift an eyebrow.

“What is it?”

She was frantically scrolling through her iPad.

“B?”

“Nothing. Just had to make sure your spot was reserved for tonight.”

The pleased expression on her face made me smile. Bianca was my lifeline. She’d been with me since the beginning, always by my side, picking up every piece I dropped. And never in all that time did the lines between boss and employee ever blur. I had too much respect for her to pursue anything, and she had a fiancé at home that would probably gut me if I ever tried.

“Thank you, B. Please, send it to my calendar.” I was already running late.

By the time I made it, Dennis was sitting at our usual table where we met once a week to eat and catch up. He’d taken me under his wing when I first came to the city, working under him fresh out of college. He was a rounded man with white hair. A soft smile that could easily be mistaken for a pushover. Those who knew him, though, knew better. He might have been kind, but he was the devil when it came to making deals.

I couldn’t pinpoint the exact moment our relationship changed from business to family. Maybe it was after my parents passed. Those were the darkest moments of my life. Moments I still woke up drenched in sweat from. He’d been there with me through it all. Helped me make the hardest decisions a child never wanted to have to make.

He and his wife couldn’t have kids. Maybe it was out of pity, but they took me in and sort of claimed me as their own after that.

“Sorry I’m late,” I said as I sat, setting my briefcase beside me. A spread of pretzels and cheese was already on the table, alongside our favorite beers.

“No worries. I’m just an old man with little time left on his hands, but who’s counting?”

I flattened my smile. He loved to goad me.

His chuckle was warm as he reached for a pretzel. “How’s business?”

I took a sip from my beer, the foamy chill welcomed down my throat. Summers in New York were brutal for men like me who ran on the hotter side. Any cold beverage was a blessing.

“The usual. You? Any new deals?”

His eyes twinkled. “I’d have to shoot you if I told you.”

I flashed a grin. “That’s what I love to hear, Dennis. A sure sign I need to get my people to dig a little deeper because you and I both know once I figure out who you’re in bed with, they’ll be taken right out from under you.”

He gave a bark of laughter, clutching his stomach. He loved the competition as much as I did, and our companies were at the top of them all, trying to one up each other.

“You know it’s true. I learned from the best.”

“Oh, my boy. This old bastard still has plenty of tricks up his sleeve. Just you wait.”

“I’m counting on it,” I said seriously. Dennis wasn’t in the best condition health wise. Just as he went big with his business deals, he did the same with booze and good food.

We spent the next hour bullshitting, before I had to head out for my board meeting. Every day it was the same. Meetings. Phone calls. Paper work. Deals. More meetings. My life was orderly. Predictable. Dull.

Most days, I didn’t mind it. There was enough thrill in making deals that it kept things interesting, but I found myself growing bored lately. Maybe that was why I’d used Tinder more often than not. Searching for the next fix that chased away the loneliness.

After the day was over, I rode the elevator down to the lobby, about to head out to meet the mayor. My nose was stuck in my phone when the elevator doors opened.

And there she was.

Corinne.

Her big, chocolate-colored eyes were wide when they landed on me. She was wearing a one-piece bathing suit, a towel wrapped around her waist. Her dark hair was slicked back, droplets of water dripping from the ends, curving over the sweet swell of her breasts. She must have just come from the pool.

Damn, she was beautiful. Achingly so.

“What are you doing here?” she asked, every muscle in her body tense as she wrapped her arms around herself.

I chuckled. Tucked my phone into my pocket. “I live here.”

“Oh. Right. Sorry.” She fidgeted, refusing to give me another dose of those puppy eyes.

The doors began to close, so I reached out, holding them open for her.

“Sorry,” she said again as she moved to the other side of the tiny cubicle. I knew I should get out. Leave. But I couldn’t make my feet move. My entire day… hell… my whole week had been dull. She was bright, bringing color back to the world.

“What floor?” I asked as we sort of just stood there.

“Sorry… umm… eighteen.”

I knew that. I just liked hearing her speak. The curve of her words. The way her tongue pressed against the roof of her mouth. How her lips took on different shapes.

“You say sorry a lot,” I observed.

The side of her cheek brightened with pink. With the cold distance between us, no one would guess that I’d gotten her off. That she wanted to do the same for me. It made me smile to myself.

She risked a small glance in my direction. “Sorry.”

I was grinning. “You know… you shouldn’t apologize for being you.”

She tucked her hair behind her ear. Managed somewhat of a smile. “It’s just a nervous habit.”

I couldn’t stop watching her. She was cute in a quirky way. Judging her tiny frame, no one would suspect the fire brewing within her, desperately waiting for someone to breathe life into.

“Are you enjoying the building?” I asked, trying to break the ice.

Her gaze stared straight ahead. “It’s nice.”

“How about the view? The condo has the best view of Central Park.”

“I like it.”

There was a charge building in the air, buzzing between us. I was afraid of what would happen should we touch.

“So you… you like to swim?” I asked, staring at the goose bumps building along her skin. “I do, too. Usually try to do laps on the weekends. It’s refr—”

She spun so fast on me that I tensed up. “I want to repay you. For the other night, I mean. I’m available on Thursday… if you are.”

A smirk broke out on my face, spreading like a vine. She was awkwardly forward. There was something refreshing in it. An inexperienced assertion that was begging for a chance to learn.

“Next time, you should try looking me in the eyes.” I paused as her face reddened, loving every bit of control I had over her. She was like a gazelle, waiting for me to sink my teeth into her. “And… I’m not in the habit of sleeping with my employee’s wives.”

“Oh, I… um… I’m sorry.” She was flustered, turning her body away from me.

I meant what I said, but there was something about Corinne I couldn’t ignore. Something I’d never tasted before.

The doors opened to her floor. She stepped out, not bothering with goodbye.

Just before the doors closed, I said, “How about dinner at my place? Meet me here. Thursday. Eight PM. We can talk.”

She swiveled, slightly shocked, and nodded as the doors closed.

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Hoje temos a capa da Fall, o terceiro livro da série VIP da autora Kristen Callihan para vocês. Veja a sinopse abaixo!

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A primeira vez que eu encontrei Jax Blackwood, as coisas saíram do eixo. Em minha defesa, eu não sabia que ele era Jax Blackwood – quem espera uma legenda do Rock fazendo compras em um mercado? Mais importante, uma nevasca estava chegando e eu ia pegar o último pode de sorvete de chocolate com menta. Mesmo assim, eu teria ido embora, mas ele então me desafiou a tentar pegar o tão cobiçado sorvete. Eu o beijei. E distraí o sorvete de suas mãos. OK, foi uma jogada suja, mas tempos de desespero acontecem. Além de que, eu nunca imaginei que ele seria meu novo vizinho. Um vizinho chato que tem grande prazer em me lembrar que eu o devo  um pote de sorvete, mas que felizmente aceitaria beijos como pagamento. Um vizinho irresistível que me mantém acordada tocando guitarra pelado – espetacularmente pelado – em sua sala de estar. Claro, evitá-lo é o segredo. Exceto que nada de Jax é fácil de ignorar – a maneira que ele me faz gargalhar, ou seu modo sombrio que casa com o meu, ou como um olhar dele me derrete mais rápido que manteiga no sol quente. Nenhum de nós acredita em amor ou para sempre. E estamos rapidamente virando vícios um do outro. Mas nós poderíamos ser mais. Poderíamos ser tudo. Tudo que devemos fazer é confiar o suficiente para sucumbir.

The first time I met Jax Blackwood things went a little sideways. In my defense, I didn’t know he was Jax Blackwood—who expects a legendary rock star to be shopping for groceries? More importantly, a blizzard was coming and he was about to grab the last carton of mint-chocolate chip. Still, I might have walked away, but then he smugly dared me to try and take the coveted ice cream. So I kissed him. And distracted that mint-chip right out of his hands. Okay, it was a dirty move, but desperate times and all that. Besides, I never expected he’d be my new neighbor. An annoying neighbor who takes great pleasure in reminding me that I owe him ice cream but would happily accept more kisses as payment. An irresistible neighbor who keeps me up while playing guitar naked–spectacularly naked–in his living room. Clearly, avoidance is key. Except nothing about Jax is easy to ignore—not the way he makes me laugh, or that his particular brand of darkness matches mine, or how one look from him melts me faster than butter under a hot sun. Neither of us believes in love or forever. Yet we’re quickly becoming each other’s addiction. But we could be more. We could be everything. All we have to do is trust enough to fall.

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Das autoras bestsellers Brittainy C. Cherry e Kandi Steiner, juntas pela primeira vez em uma compilação emocional de poesia e prosa. Escrito e coletado ao longo de mais de dois anos, A Love Letter from the Girls Who Feel Everything é uma reunião íntima, honesta e crua de sentimentos de duas mulheres em um mundo moderno que muitas vezes aplaca qualquer tipo de emoção após a indiferença. Discutindo temas como amor, valor, perda e esperança, A Love Letter from the Girls Who Feel Everything é uma jornada de descoberta e cura. “Somos as garotas que sentem tudo. E esta é a nossa carta de amor. Para você, para eles, para nós, para o mundo, para ninguém. Seja o dia mais brilhante e ensolarado onde tudo é perfeito, ou a noite mais escura e mais chuvosa de tempestade, onde a vida parece insuportável – nós vivemos, sobrevivemos e sentimos cada feliz e doloroso segundo. Aqui é para abraçar as sensações, para as almas corajosas que escutam a maneira como seus corações batem e não têm medo de perguntar a outra pessoa se elas sentem as mesmas batidas. Aqui estão as garotas, os garotos, o amor que às vezes compartilhamos e o amor que todos nós muitas vezes ocultamos. E mais do que tudo, Leitor – aqui para você.” *  Tradução do blog Notas Literárias

Bestselling authors Brittainy C. Cherry and Kandi Steiner come together for the first time in an emotional compilation of poetry and prose. Written and collected over the course of more than two years, A Love Letter from the Girls Who Feel Everything is an intimate, honest, and raw assemblage of two women’s feelings in a modern world that often quiets any kind of emotion past indifference. Discussing themes of love, worth, loss and hope, A Love Letter from the Girls Who Feel Everything is a journey of discovery and healing. “We are the girls who feel everything. And this is our love letter. To you, to them, to us, to the world, to no one at all. Whether it’s the brightest, sunniest day where everything is perfect, or the darkest, dreariest night of rain where life seems unbearable — we have lived it, we have survived it, and we have felt every, blissful, aching second. Here’s to embracing the feels, to the brave souls that listen to the way their hearts beat and aren’t afraid to ask someone else if they feel those same beats, too. Here’s to the girls, the boys, the love we sometimes share and the love we all-too-often conceal. And more than anything, Reader — here’s to you.”

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An alumna of the University of Central Florida, Kandi graduated with a double major in Creative Writing and Advertising/PR with a minor in Women’s Studies. She started writing back in the 4th grade after reading the first Harry Potter installment. In 6th grade, she wrote and edited her own newspaper and distributed to her classmates. Eventually, the principal caught on and the newspaper was quickly halted, though Kandi tried fighting for her “freedom of press.” She took particular interest in writing romance after college, as she has always been a diehard hopeless romantic, and likes to highlight all the challenges of love as well as the triumphs.

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“So?” His head lowered toward mine. “Have you fallen in love with me yet?”
A single-noted laugh escaped from me. “No. Sorry to burst your bubble.”
“You know it’s only a matter of time.”
“Before our three months are up and, lo and behold, I haven’t fallen madly in love with you?” I said. “Yeah, I know that.”
He held out my glass of cider, scooting closer. “Am I really that offensive?”
“Taken as a whole, no, you’re not. But taking this whole set-up into account, along with your beliefs that love is for weak-minded ninnies, then yes. You really are so offensive.”
A half smile emerged. “What do your readers think about this whole thing?”
“My readers definitely don’t want me falling for you,” I answered.
“But your readers love romance, and some handsome, roguish fellow taking your hand in a park while you’re dressed in a white dress is the definition of romance.” Right then, Brooks’s hand covered mine where it was resting on the blanket.
Instead of stiffening or whipping away, I found myself relaxing under his touch. The camera’s presence screamed at me from the corner of my eye.
“My readers believe in finding the one.” My hand slipped from beneath his. “Not the one who takes your hand and pretends to like you so he gets the promotion.”
“Who says I couldn’t be your one?”
I laughed. “Even I don’t need to run the numbers to know that has about a one-in-an-impossible chance of happening.”
Brooks slid his glasses onto his head, his eyes unapologetic in their stare. “You and me? You couldn’t see it?”
“Not even a little.” I had to look away. “When it’s right, you know it. You feel it.”
Brooks’s head shook before he took a drink of his cider. “I admit, it’s a nice idea. But don’t you feel it inside? The realization that it’s just not true?” He stared out at the park and the people in it.
I gazed with him, trying to ignore that pit opening up in my stomach. “I’d rather spend my life chasing a dream than swallowing a cruel reality.”
“You’d rather spend your life lying to yourself than being honest?” Brooks asked.
“I don’t think any of what I believe is a lie. Soul mates, unconditional love, happy endings—it’s all real.”
“Fairy tales,” he muttered under his breath. “So explain why a marriage dissolves after twenty years because of fifteen minutes of indiscretion.”
Reaching for my glass, I answered, “It wouldn’t have if he kept it in his pants.”
He blew out a sharp breath. “No, that’s like saying twenty years, our kids, our house, our finances, everything is worth less than that fifteen minutes of fucking.” His arms threw out, his tone rather impassioned. “That’s not unconditional love. That’s the very conditional kind.”
“You’re right. It is the conditional kind. On the part of the one who engaged in the fifteen minutes of extra marital . . .” I just caught the cameraman’s hands flailing before I said, “Screwing. That was one-sided unconditional love, and that never works in a relationship.”
One of his brows rose. “That’s a convenient explanation. But I’ll stick to my beliefs that all of that unconditional love junk is worth its weight in bullshit.”
I shot the cameraman an apologetic look—so much for keeping this date in the PG realm. “Then how do you explain the couples it has worked for? The ones who live a long, happy, committed relationship together.”
“I call it a case of two determined people willing to overlook each other’s weaknesses and not be hell-bent on changing or fixing the other, who’ve figured out a way to laugh at themselves, forgive easily—not to mention often—perfect the fine balance of selflessness and selfish, and on top of that, won the relationship lottery.” Brooks clinked his glass against mine before finishing what was left of his cider. “That’s how I explain that.”
I blinked at him. “Wow. Don’t hold back or anything.”
“That’s just half of it.”

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A resenha de hoje é de The Glue, o mais novo livro da autora K Webster. Leia abaixo a sinopse e a nossa resenha!

Today we are reviewing The Glue, the newest book by K Webster. Check bellow the blurb and our review. Enjoy!

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Eu sou um reparador. Um amante. Sempre procurando pelo ajuste correto. E nunca encontro. Meus desejos são incomuns. Eu não me sinto completo até estar no meio, mantendo tudo junto. O que torna uma relação romântica bem difícil. Até eles. Duas pessoas. Um casamento aos pedaços. Amor em dificuldades. E eles me querem. Para colocá-los novamente no lugar. O problema é, quando eles tiverem bem, onde isso me deixa? Eu espero grudar que nem cola. *** Essa é uma história MMF.***	I’m a fixer. A lover. Always searching for the right fit. And I come up empty every time. My desires are unusual. I don’t feel whole until I’m in the middle, holding it all together. Which makes having a romantic relationship really difficult. Until them. Two people. An unraveling marriage. Love on the rocks. And they want me. To put them back together again. Problem is, once they’re fixed, where does that leave me? I sure as hell hope I stick like glue. ***This story is MMF.***
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Geralmente, quando vou ler um livro tido como tabu e cheio de cenas hot, eu não espero que a parte emocional seja tão bem desenvolvida, mas tenho que dizer que The Glue foi uma bela surpresa nessa parte. Super emocional, realista nos problemas matrimoniais e com personagens bem desenvolvidos. Mas não nos esqueçamos das partes hot, pois a K Webster sabe escrevê-las como ninguém. Que venha o próximo livro da série!	When the author warns you that this book is taboo and full of smut, usually you won’t think there will be so many emotional parts to it. I’m happy to say that I was really surprised by this aspect. The story was was well developed, the characters had depth and the underlying story about was their marriage was broken was realistic and believable. And… I can’t forget to say that the smut was amazing!! So hot! Here I’m now, waiting for the next book in the taboo series.

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Verdade: Penn Walker entrou na minha vida como uma tempestade de verão – sombrio, sinistro e cheio de trovões. Depois de testemunhar a morte do meu marido, eu não tinha muito do meu coração sobrando para oferecer a um homem. Mas Penn pegou tudo que tinha. Cada estilhaço. Cada pedaço quebrado. Até as peças sujas e tortas que eu desejava nunca terem existido. Mentira: Eu não precisava que ele me salvasse. Mentira: Eu sabia exatamente quem ele era. Mentira: Perdê-lo não ia me destruir. Mas essa é a coisa sobre mentiras – você nunca sabe em quem acreditar.

Truth: Penn Walker entered my life like a summer storm—dark, ominous, and filled with thunder. After witnessing my husband’s murder, I didn’t have much of a heart left to offer a man. But Penn took it all. Every jagged shard. Every broken bit. Even the dirty and twisted pieces that I wish never existed. Lie: I didn’t need him to save me. Lie: I knew exactly who he was. Lie: Losing him wouldn’t destroy me. But that’s the thing about lies—you never know who to believe.

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Never one to take herself too seriously, she enjoys cheap wine, mystery leggings, and baked feta. It should be known, however, that she hates pizza and ice cream, almost as much as writing her bio in the third person.

She passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a super-sized tumbler of wine by her side.

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A resenha de hoje é do terceiro e último livro da série The Naughty Princess Club, Kiss the Girl, da autora Tara Sivec. Se você gosta de rom-com, eu super recomendo essa série! Boa leitura!

Today’s review is from Kiss the Girl, the last book in The Naughty Princess Club Series by Tara Sivec. If you like rom-com, I recommend it! Enjoy!

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Uma colecionadora de antiguidades passando por problemas começa a se apaixonar por um playboy milionário; mas tem como ela fazer parte do seu mundo? Conheça The Naughty Princess Club, umaa série da autora Tara Sivec que leva leitores à Fairytale Lane e hilaridade – e romance- que três mulheres caem quando elas decidem se mostrar e forjar seus próprios “felizes para sempre”. Enquanto suas amigas se livraram de suas inseguranças, Ariel Waters ainda está lutando para sair de sua concha. Seu ex-marido tirou sua voz e sua confidência, e Ariel está se afogando num mar de dividas para conseguir arcar com a pensão que ela tem que pagá-lo. Mas ela se recusa a cair pelo charme de uma homem novamente e está determinada em forjar seu próprio caminho, Quando sua casa e suas amadas antiguidades são tomadas pelo banco após vários pagamentos não feitos, Ariel se vê à deriva até que o irritantemente charmoso Eric Sailor vem ao seu resgate. Embora ela não o suporte, sua gentileza e suporte incondicional revelam um amor com uma intensidade escondida que Ariel nunca imaginou que poderia encontrar. Mas tem uma influencia externa que não parará até conseguir separá-los. Será que Ariel e Eric podem atravessar a tempestade e achar uma maneira de ficarem juntos?

A struggling antiques collector finds herself falling in love with a millionaire playboy; but can she ever be a part of his world? Meet the Naughty Princess Club, a series from USA Today bestselling author Tara Sivec that brings readers to Fairytale Lane and the hilarity—and romance—that three women fall into once they decide to strut their stuff and bring on their own happily ever after. While her friends have broken free of their insecurities, Ariel Waters is struggling to come out of her shell. Her ex-husband took away her voice and her self-confidence, and Ariel is drowning under a sea of debt to afford the alimony she has to pay him. She refuses to ever fall for a man’s charms again, and is determined to make her own way. When her house and her beloved antiques are taken by the bank after too many missed payments, Ariel finds herself adrift until the infuriatingly charming Eric Sailor comes to her rescue. Although she can’t stand the millionaire playboy, Eric’s kindness and unconditional support reveal hidden depths and a love that Ariel never imagined she could find. But there are outside influences who will stop at nothing to keep them apart; can Ariel and Eric weather the storm and find a way to be together?

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Encantada! Esse livro foi o final perfeito para uma série maravilhosa. Se você pensava que conhecia Ariel pelos outros dois livros, pense outra vez! Tara Sivec nos arrancou o tapete e colocou tantas camadas emocionais nessa personagem, que nós participamos de seu redescobrimento em conjunto com ela, Cindy e Bella. Eu passei o livro todo sem saber se eu ria ou se eu chorava, pois ao mesmo tempo que recebemos uma bomba emocional, temos excelentes piadas para contrabalancear. Como mulher, é impossível não se ver no lugar da Ariel em vários momentos, e com isso, o livro ganha uma profundidade ainda maior. Foi um prazer ver Ariel sair de sua concha e todas as maneiras que o querido do Eric a ajudou. Com certeza esse livro, e essa série, entrarão para as minhas adaptações de contos de fadas preferidos!

Wow! It was a perfect ending to the series! When you think you knew Ariel from the first two books, Tara pulls the rug from your fit and changes everything! This book has so many layers, so much depth and an emotional development so great, that you finish it crying and laughing at the same time. Ariel is such a complex character, but at the same time she is like so many women, that it’s impossible not to relate. It was a joy to see she coming out of her shell and how Eric was a key component in everything. This book, or this hole series, for sure are now in my list of favorite fairy-tales retellings.

 

 

O lançamento de hoje é de Timid, o segundo livro da Série Lark Cove da autora Devney Perry!

Today’s release is Timid, the second volume of Lark Cove Series by Devney Perry!

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“Oh.” She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. “What, um . . .” Her fingers fiddled with the clip on the board. “What’s up?”

“You read my note?”

She nodded. “I did.”

“Good.” That meant we could move on from the whole me-calling-her-by-the-wrong-name thing and get to the days where she wasn’t slamming doors in my face. “Come to the bar and have dinner with me tonight.”

“Was that an invitation or a command?”

I shrugged. “Does it matter?”

She frowned and I knew immediately that wasn’t the right thing to say. Without a word, she marched toward the building between the bunkhouses marked SHOWERS.

“Hey, wait!” I ran after her, but she was walking fast. “What about dinner?”

She didn’t answer. She just kept on marching all the way to the women’s side, disappearing inside without hesitation.

Well, fuck.

I guess my note hadn’t worked after all.

I debated going inside the showers but didn’t want to terrify a young girl if Willa wasn’t alone. So with a grumble and a kick at the dirt, I went back toward the parking lot.

I didn’t miss Hazel watching from a window in the lodge, laughing her ass off. At least I was entertaining her.

She’d be in for another show soon, because I’d be back again tomorrow.

Devney is the USA Today bestselling author of the Jamison Valley series. She lives in Montana with her husband and two children. After working in the technology industry for nearly a decade, she abandoned conference calls and project schedules to enjoy a slower pace at home with her kids. She loves reading and, after consuming hundreds of books, decided to share her own stories. Devney loves hearing from readers! Connect with her on social media.

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A revelação de capa de hoje é de Buried da autora Brenda Rothert. O livro é um romance contemporâneo e será lançado no dia 25 de Setembro.

Today we are sharing the cover reveal of Buried by Brenda Rothert. This is a contemporary romance, standalone that will be releasing on September 25.

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Você acredita em destino? Eu não acreditava. Eu trabalhei desde a infância para me tornar um quarterback na NFL. Todo o sangue, suor e lágrimas estavam quase sendo pagos com o meu nome nos livros de recordes. Conseguir um recorde na NFL ia ser a coroação da minha carreira. Da minha vida. Mas aí o destino, esse desgraçado, deu um golpe que eu nunca esperava. Eu me vi trancado dentro de um bunker com quatro estranhos, minha chance de recorde diminuindo quando os dias se transformaram em meses. Eu nunca teria olhado Erin uma segunda vez. Ela era linda, claro, mas não o meu tipo. Eu gostava de mulheres que eram fortes. Sem medo. Resilientes. Sem mencionar que ela me odiava. Mas eu estava tão errado sobre ela. E naquele bunker, eu me apaixonei estupidamente. Eu pensava que um recorde seria meu maior triunfo. Mas agora, tudo que eu quero é uma chance com Erin. Eu enfrentei imensos linebackers que queriam acabar comigo. Por ela, eu baterei de frente com o destino.

Do you believe in fate? I didn’t. I’d worked since childhood to become an NFL starting quarterback. All the blood, sweat, and tears were about to pay off with my name in the record books. Setting an NFL record was going to be the crowning achievement of my career. Hell, of my life. But then fate, the cagey bitch, threw me a curveball I never saw coming. I ended up trapped in a doomsday bunker with four strangers, my chances at that record slipping away as days turned into months. I never would’ve given Erin a second look. She was gorgeous, sure, but not my type. I liked women who were strong. Fearless. Resilient. Not to mention that she hated me. But I was so wrong about her. And in that bunker, I fell in crazy, stupid love. I thought a record would be my greatest triumph. But now, all I want is a shot with Erin. I’ve faced down massive linebackers intent on ending me. For her, I’ll go toe-to-toe with fate.

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Brenda Rothert is an Illinois native who was a print journalist for nine years. She made the jump from fact to fiction in 2013 and never looked back. From new adult to steamy contemporary romance, Brenda creates fresh characters in every story she tells. She’s a lover of Diet Coke, chocolate, lazy weekends and happily ever afters.

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