As owner and CEO of Dirty Dare Spirits, thirty-three year old, Asher Dare has it all. Money. Power. Women whenever he wants. A private island retreat when he doesn’t. People he trusts? He can count those on one hand. When one of his best friends asks a favor—hide his twenty-one year old, supermodel sister, on the island until a scandal blows over—Asher can’t say no. But he doesn’t have to like it.
The daughter of a Senator and a Presidential candidate, Nicolette Bettencourt always acts with decorum. Yet through no fault of her own, scandal seems to follow her every move. When nude photos surface, the uproar puts her father’s campaign at risk. And forces her into hiding with Asher, the hottest—and grumpiest—billionaire she’s ever met.
Under soothing tropical breezes, Asher discovers that Nicolette is nothing like the spoiled brat portrayed in the tabloids. She’s warm, sexy, and a temptation Asher must resist at all costs—or he risks betraying his closest friend, bringing a powerful political dynasty to its knees… and losing the woman he loves.
NY Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestseller, Carly Phillips gives her readers Alphalicious heroes to swoon for and romance to set your heart on fire.
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This was such an awesome story, and I really loved it so much. It stars Nikki who is the daughter of a politician and pics of her naked and asleep are published online. It terrifies her that she calls her brother for help, and he calls on his best friend, Asher for help and getting her away into a safe place.
This is an age gap romance as Nikki is young at age 21 and Asher is 12 years older at age 33. But Nikki has been on her own a few years and is very mature for age. At first it was a big deal for Asher but as time goes by and he gets to know her, he kind of forgets about it.
This is an enemy or frenemy storyline as Asher thinks Nikki is the silly teen, he remembers meeting years before. She thinks he is hot but also that he looks down on her. He is very grumpy, and her sunny personality really charms him despite himself. There is close proximity as well as Nikki is at the crossroads of her life and has to decide what she wants to do with her life after she leaves modeling. There is also suspense as the guys try and figure out who is after Nikki.
I didn’t know he was a billionaire and a single dad the night he was stranded with me and only one bed.
Marc has been in my bar a few times before. We often exchanged a few words, but this time was different. His flight was delayed and then cancelled, so I joined him for a drink after closing and got to know him… really well.
As good as he looked in suits, nothing prepared me for Marc without one. Or the way he held me afterwards, despite me telling him I never do that.
Whatever. What’s one night of rule breaking? I’d never see him again anyway.
Except, when I finally land a prestigious architecture trainee position in New York, I find myself on his doorstep.
Marc’s full of surprises.
He never mentioned he had a daughter.
This is a complication I don’t know if I’m ready for. It was supposed to be one night of harmless fun, but now he won’t let me go.
An author of Contemporary Romance. I enjoy writing love stories with a HEA. Born and living in Melbourne, Australia. With my beautiful husband and two children. Lover of romance books, coffee and chocolate. I started reading romance during my maternity leave. And then, I wanted to write my own stories and in lockdown took a shot. And it's been the best decision.
I received a complimentary early release e-book prior to release and am voluntarily leaving a review.
This is a standalone book by this author. It is very loosely connected to the authors book, Bossy Mr. Ward, because the female lead, Gracie, is a best friend to the character in the that story, Ava and she has phone calls with Ava a lot in this book.
It's a one-night stand/fling romance with a much older guy between bartender and student Gracie and Marc who is a single dad to his 13-year-old daughter. He is 38 in this book, and we learn Gracie is 26.
When Marc meets Gracie, he is in Chicago on business. When a snowstorm grounds his holiday plans of going home, he has a fun weekend with Gracie. He wants more but Gracie doesn't contact him again... until
And thats when the book gets interesting, and I am not going to spoil your fun.
This book was a really awesome second chance romance between two characters who feel this very strong pull to each other. They have several hurdles they have to face as they decide whether they can be more to each other. There is very little drama or angst in this book, and I really loved seeing that in this book.
I didn’t know he was a billionaire and a single dad the night he was stranded with me and only one bed.
Marc has been in my bar a few times before. We often exchanged a few words, but this time was different. His flight was delayed and then cancelled, so I joined him for a drink after closing and got to know him… really well.
As good as he looked in suits, nothing prepared me for Marc without one. Or the way he held me afterwards, despite me telling him I never do that.
Whatever. What’s one night of rule breaking? I’d never see him again anyway.
Except, when I finally land a prestigious architecture trainee position in New York, I find myself on his doorstep.
Marc’s full of surprises.
He never mentioned he had a daughter.
This is a complication I don’t know if I’m ready for. It was supposed to be one night of harmless fun, but now he won’t let me go.
An author of Contemporary Romance. I enjoy writing love stories with a HEA. Born and living in Melbourne, Australia. With my beautiful husband and two children. Lover of romance books, coffee and chocolate. I started reading romance during my maternity leave. And then, I wanted to write my own stories and in lockdown took a shot. And it's been the best decision.
I received a complimentary early release e-book prior to release and am voluntarily leaving a review.
This is a standalone book by this author. It is very loosely connected to the authors book, Bossy Mr. Ward, because the female lead, Gracie, is a best friend to the character in the that story, Ava and she has phone calls with Ava a lot in this book.
It's a one-night stand/fling romance with a much older guy between bartender and student Gracie and Marc who is a single dad to his 13-year-old daughter. He is 38 in this book, and we learn Gracie is 26.
When Marc meets Gracie, he is in Chicago on business. When a snowstorm grounds his holiday plans of going home, he has a fun weekend with Gracie. He wants more but Gracie doesn't contact him again... until
And thats when the book gets interesting, and I am not going to spoil your fun.
This book was a really awesome second chance romance between two characters who feel this very strong pull to each other. They have several hurdles they have to face as they decide whether they can be more to each other. There is very little drama or angst in this book, and I really loved seeing that in this book.
The uncatchable stray snuck on the patio where I was waitressing and knocked me straight into Lee Powell's lap.
My fist slammed into his junk.
Then I accidentally flipped his breakfast platter onto his pants.
I thought it couldn't get any worse, but when I bring my brother to baseball practice, I discover his new coach is none other than Lee, owner and founder of Powell Dog Sanctuary, and he's not happy to see me.
I try to keep my distance from the hottest grump I've ever seen and ignore what it felt like curled against his broad, muscled chest.
But a bad case of the flu changes everything.
He stumbles on to my biggest secret and reveals a few of his own. He can't seem to stay away from me. He says he's too old for me, but I couldn't care less when he makes me feel cherished.
But then his past raises its ugly head, and he breaks our connection in a moment of suspicion.
Lee's afraid of being hurt again, but I'm the one left abandoned.
A. M. Wilson is a USA Today Bestselling author. She loves to infuse her stories with real life--the good, the bad, and the steamy parts. There's something special about that pivotal moment when two characters realize their love for each other, but she likes wading through a little angst to get there. When she isn't furiously typing on her computer, she can be found searching for her next all-consuming read. A. M. lives in the Midwest with her husband, two children, and two crazy dogs.
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This was a really awesome, small-town romance but has an age gap that really worked for me. In this story we meet Lee. He is a hot, 40-year-old guy who is very opposed to relationships because of the way he grew up.
We also meet Juniper, who is 25. She is in a terrible situation, and she works around the clock trying to save enough money to get an apartment, live away from her mean, drunk father and become a guardian to her young brother.
This was an awesome story. I loved it so much. But it is not a light read. It deals with some really big issues like alcoholism. domestic abuse, foster kids, abandonment. It also is a heartwarming story about perseverance, family, love, growing up and facing the past to look to the amazing future that might be out there for you.
Getting stuck sharing a honeymoon suite with a hot, ex-NAVY Seal sounds like it should be a good time. Except Lukas is my husband and we haven't spoken in years.
Until today, we were living separate lives, waiting to get out of this arranged marriage. But my family's meddling has pushed us together. And now he's here filling out his t-shirt just a little too well and staring at me just a little too intensely.
Don't even get me started on the cleft on his chin that pops up every time he smiles. The man has temptation written all over him.
We manage to stay out of each other's way–mostly. Until the tension boils over one night in a car.
I straddle his lap. I press my lips to his. I feel his body against mine. And that one hot moment has me offering something I never thought I would.
What happens in the honeymoon suite, stays in the honeymoon suite.
But what Lukas and I share in that room is so much more than just physical. With every kiss, every caress, every touch, I start forgetting our reality, and wonder if we've got it all wrong.
We planned our divorce four years ago. But what if our plans have changed?
In those early morning hours when I'm alone, my imaginations run wild and I pen down the life of people living in my head. All my life, I have lived in small towns in different parts of the world. The friendships, the camaraderie that people share around me inspired me to create Cherrywood and St. Peppers, the two towns where all my stories take place.
I write about beautiful coincidences, finding love in unexpected places and times, and fighting hard to get that happily ever after.
I reject to read, see, write anything that does not promise a HEA. My characters are sexy yet shy, strong yet reserved...
I am married to a man whom I fell in love at an age of 15, proposed him at an age of 23 and married at an age of 30. He has no clue what I write or do when he is snoring quietly in the next room.
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In this book we meet Luke and Autumn. These two married 4 years before in a pre-arranged marriage that was planned when she was 6 and he 18. This is an age gap story as there is 12 years between these two.
age 6 and 18 they are promised to each other
age 16 Autumn learns about the promise, and she starts writing emails to Luke, age 28
age 18 Autumn and Luke, age 30 get married because her grandfather is very sick
Autumn is now 22 in the present and Luke is 34, they are good email buddies and when Luke is shot at, Autumn is contacted, and they spend time together as he recovers.
This was an awesome story. It's about two people who were destined for each other and thru emails over the years they fall for each other. They have this really awesome pen pal, best friend story. Until they meet and then they have this amazing chemistry together and hot attraction too.
I need a wife. NOW.With this hockey season on the line, I can’t afford any distractions. And a dating reality show is one huge distraction. But there's a surefire way to get out of this dating show contract. All I have to do is get married.
Even with a reputation like mine–the Scottish bad boy of hockey–I'm confident I can find someone to play Mrs. Taylor Savage for a year.Like Becca Barnes. The one who got away. Too bad she hates me. But that's why she’s perfect for this arrangement.My contract is dissolved. She gets the bakery of her dreams. Win-Win. She just has to live with me and pretend she loves me in public for a year. No strings. No touching (unless there’s a camera). No messy heartbreak.
It’s sure to be a challenge because with the way I crave her, keeping my hands to myself might be harder than I planned. But I can handle this. Being married to her will be easy. As long as I don't fall in love with her along the way.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Kim writes steamy contemporary and sexy paranormal romance. You’ll find her paranormal romances written under the name K. Loraine and her contemporaries as Kim Loraine.
Don’t worry, you’ll get the same level of swoon-worthy heroes, sassy heroines, and an eventual HEA.When not writing, she’s busy herding cats (raising kids), trying to keep her house sort of clean, and dreaming up ways for fictional couples to meet.
I received a complimentary early release e-book prior to release and am voluntarily leaving a review.
This was a really cute, hot and sexy second chance romance between a very hot hockey player, Taylor, and Becca, the woman he meets and falls for but who he ends up messing up their romance. In all honesty I thought Taylor was a huge idiot with how he acts and treats Becca in the beginning of the story.
But then he gets this crazy idea which ends up giving himself and Becca their second chance. In all honesty I am not sure he deserved it. But he convinces her to marry him, so he doesn't end up working with this app.
The whole app thing seemed a bit crazy and out there in my opinion. The app is an issue in this story because a lot of the stumbling blocks for Becca and Taylor were related to the app. Now I have only read this story, so maybe I don't understand all the details of this app but still is seemed a bit nutty.
What I really loved was Becca and Taylor in Scotland with his family and I felt that's when we get to see the real Taylor which is when I started to crush on him. His sister was a strange character. I liked her mostly, but I also felt she was kind of mean to Becca.
What I loved about this story was hoe much Taylor feels for Becca. His heart was all about her which I adored. What I did not get was why he was such an idiot in the early part of the book and why he just gave up on her. But I did love that he learns an important lesson and how he really values Becca in the second part of this book.
Becca was an awesome character and I loved how tough she is and that she makes Taylor work for her heart. This story had some really fun moments and I loved getting to know the cast of characters in this book and watching Becca and Taylor fall for each other.
To me, he’s the arrogant jerk who broke my teenage heart–and my new fake fiancé.
He’s A Player, an all-new sexy second chance sports romance from Stacy Travis, is now available!
ABOUT THE BOOK
The last time I saw Tim Cheltenham, he was an eighteen-year-old soccer hottie with an irresistible English accent, a painfully gorgeous face, and an enormous . . . ego.
Fifteen years later, with a medical degree under my belt and a new dream job with The Strikers soccer team—his team—I’m not about to let Tim’s bad attitude and grumpy scowl ruin it for me.
But when my chauvinistic boss implies that he doesn’t trust single women to stay on the job long-term, I panic and tell him I’m engaged. And to my surprise, it’s Tim who comes to my rescue, offering to play my fake fiancé if I’ll do him a favor–cover up the truth about his injury.
The lie could derail both our careers, and I’ve got no desire to spend more time than necessary in Tim’s surly presence. And falling for him again? Ha! That’s never going to happen.
So with my job on the line, I say yes. Now, the more time I spend with Tim, the more I sense a softer side beneath those chiseled muscles and broody exterior. But the more I understand him, the harder it is to pretend that we're just for show.
And when a rival player threatens to expose our secret, I’m terrified I’ll lose everything.
They say you have to fake it to make it. But what happens when love is the goal?
Even amid the din, I recognize the voice as huskier than Charlie’s. My stomach drops to my feet, and I fight back a surge of adrenaline mixed with nausea.
I turn, and I’m met by broad shoulders under a tight black Henley with the Strikers logo on the front. Even in heels, I have to look up to see Tim Cheltenham’s face.
It’s gorgeous. Undeniably gorgeous—angular jaw, olive-colored eyes under criminally long lashes, lips that inspire fantasies among virgins. And everyone else.
Except right now, those beautiful eyes are squinting in confusion, and his luscious lips are pressed into a line. The only thing harder than this man’s muscles is the intensity of his stare, and his muscles could tear holes in his shirt.
My eyes go rogue, taking a slow tour of his frame, starting with his ripped, low-slung jeans and those sculpted soccer player thighs, hugged tight by the denim fabric, which is probably having its own orgasm from the contact.
Lucky-duck jeans.
His shirt is tight enough that I can clearly see his six-pack abs, right below carved pecs that have me swallowing hard, so I don’t open my mouth and take a bite out of his bicep. It would be embarrassing but so worth it.
“Tim.” That’s all I can muster.
Bringing my glass to my lips, I feel a tremor in my hand, which I hope he doesn’t notice. Fifteen years since I’ve seen him in person. Same damn reaction.
I take a long sip. Then another.
Thank you, bartender. I’m drunk now.
Just looking at him brings back age-old hurt coupled with memories I’ve pushed down hard and tried to forget. Tried and failed.
Tim had burrowed in deep, affected me in ways I couldn’t fight and couldn’t fathom. I stopped thinking about him eventually out of pure self-preservation, but I never forgot about him.
Besides, it’s pretty hard to forget when his name and face are plastered all over the sports news, which I started looking at when I applied for jobs as a medical director. And for years before that, right about the time I met Tim. Coincidentally.
“What are you doing here?” His eyes flicker under the dark blond hair that falls across his forehead before he pushes it back with a large hand. His gaze bears down on me, and he jiggles the sudsy remains of a beer in a pint glass.
You’ve earned this. Own it. Just breathe in and out, in and out.
I choke halfway through my inhale. I sputter my exhale. I don’t own a damn thing.
“I work here. Or at least I will in a month.” I feel a tic in my cheek.
He stares at me like my words make no sense. Like I make no sense. “Doctor Jordan Page.”
“Yes?”
He shakes his head. “You went by Danny. Back then.”
“Nickname. Jor-dan. Dan-ny. No one calls me that anymore, except my mom on occasion, and even she mostly doesn’t because I’ve asked her not to. Of course, I think that makes her want to do it more. Or maybe old habits die hard.” I’m oversharing. Or under-explaining? Or rambling because he makes me nervous—that hasn’t changed at all.
But he still seems flummoxed. “Doctor Jordan Page. Fuck me for thinking it was a bloke,” he mutters, raking a hand through his hair. My eyes track the motion, fixated on how much better he looks in person than in recent photos. Pure masculine virility radiates from him.
And yet…
“Because you assume all doctors are men?” My sexism radar flares to life, my bottom lip jutting out with my retort.
“No, I—”
“Good. You shouldn’t.”
“You’re the team doctor?”
“Director of Sports Medicine. Yes. I’m—”
“Part of Charlie’s new brigade. Coming to fix what isn’t broken. Right. I know all about it. Don’t think much of the plan.” His accent makes him sound so much more polite than his sharky smirk suggests.
My confidence shrivels like a sunburned grape. I feel my attempted smile pull down into a glower.
Is that what all the players think?
I tell myself I don’t care what he thinks, that I’m a professional. But I do care. And I have worked hard to get this job. I should own it. I’m tethered to my resolve by a fraying thread.
As I try to kickstart the syrup in my brain to find a witty retort, I’m jostled from behind by someone big—big enough to send me off-balance in my stupid two-inch shoes.
I lurch forward toward Tim, who puts his hands on my shoulders to steady me, but not before his entire beer spills down the front of my blouse.
His eyes go to the spill, which makes my shirt virtually sheer. And now it’s sticking to my bra, which has demi-cups made of thin baby blue lace—a stupid gift from my mother, who hoped I’d wear it on a date. Instead, I wear it on laundry day when all my plain cotton bras are in the wash.
After a mortifying second or six, Tim wrenches his eyes upward and releases his grip on me. I close my eyes to blot out the image of him. Of everyone.
Tonight was supposed to be the beginning of my future, the culmination of everything I’ve worked to achieve. It was supposed to be proof to my mother and anyone else that I don’t need a boyfriend to be happy. I was supposed to drink and celebrate and meet the players who’d be grateful to have me on their team.
But apparently not. They’re not all grateful, starting with this one.
I must have stepped on a puppy in a past life.
Because karma’s acting like a little bitch.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
About Stacy Travis
It’s a rough world out there, and we all sometimes need a good, romantic beach read, even if we can’t make it to the beach. I’ve spent many lazy days walking the streets of Paris and other gorgeous European cities, and if I’m doing it right, I’m bringing you a dash of romance and a vacay fantasy.
I can’t sit still, so when I’m not hiking, biking or running, I’m playing a very average game of tennis. Background music for writing undoubtedly features some U2, Lizzo, Billy Joel, Pink, Taylor Swift, and Led Zeppelin. Not necessarily in that order. And if I could only eat one food group, it would be cheese. Or wine. Or bread. Are those food groups? Whatever.
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I really enjoyed this story. It's a second chance at romance but with a bit of a twist. In this story we get to know Tim and Jordan and they get their second chance when they end up working together.
She gets hired as a team doctor for a soccer team and he is a player on the team. These two knew each other as teenagers when Tim lived with her family. He broke her teenage heart and always regretted it. Now he sees that he has a chance to help her out of a jam and maybe get a second chance, so he grabs it.
I really enjoyed this story. I loved that Jordan has a lot of integrity and I loved that Tim while not always agreeing, he respected that. I also loved that when she needs help, he is there for her.
