Except for the 11th, each answer is a short one. So I just decided to combine the topics.
6/4: What outdoor activities do you like to do in the spring/summer?
I mostly enjoy barbecues and bonfires. I would say going to the beach, but that is rare.
6/11: Have your reading interests changed over time?
In elementary school, I liked to read Babysitters Club books and Goosebumps. During Highschool, I didn't like to read unless I Had had no choice. Now, I like to read romance novels. So I guess the short answer would be ..... "No" ? 😁
6/25: Mid-Year Check-In: What books have you loved so far in 2024?)
I am kind of being picky about what I add to my favorites. So far, I don't have any favorites this year. If you would like to see what books are on my favorite shelf ---- > Goodreads Favorites
Jack Davies is the ultimate
book boyfriend; jaded, wild and sexier than sin. While Sera De Lotto is the warm, sultry girl next
door, all grown up with a mind of her own. For fans of Tessa Bailey and Christina Lauren, When
You Were Mine is a spicy second chance, interracial romance from Ida Brady you won't want to
miss.
Hollywood hunk, Jack Davies is back in his hometown, desperate to escape the clutches of
fame and fortune. Not even his brother’s upcoming wedding can distract him from the mess heleft behind, or his inner demons. But a chance encounter with his first love, Seraphina De Lotto,
changes everything. Jack can’t think of a sexier diversion. In fact, he can’t think at all.
But the sultry Sports teacher isn’t a wide-eyed teenage girl anymore. Sera’s tormented by
her own guilt, and the memories of an innocent life she couldn’t save. Committed to helping the
disadvantaged youth in one of the poorest suburbs of Melbourne, she has no time for the
smooth-talking star and his tantalizing kisses.
With his agent demanding answers, Jack must face hard truths about his career and mental
health before time runs out. If he wants Sera in his life, he must prove that there’s more beneath
the surface than his killer body and a penchant for playing it cool.
But Sera’s not certain she can trust him to stick around this time. She’s convinced it’s far
better to protect her heart, than listen to it. Little does she know, Jack has major plans...
Her smile froze in place as she opened the front door. All the air in her lungs seemed to
disappear, as if she had been winded.
Jack. Jack Davies.
Sera was unable to do more than gape in confusion. She clutched the door handle, willing
her body to action.
How many times had she opened her parents’ front door to see his smiling face that
summer? How many times had she come to recognise his mood, just by taking in the set of his
shoulders? It was an odd sensation. Like looking at the past but through a completely different
lens.
It had been a little over ten years. But looking at him, she was transported back into the
past.
Sera’s heart galloped in her chest, bringing her back to life even as the goosebumps flittered
over her skin.
Jack bloody Davies.
Despite the easy smile on his expressive mouth— one that had always seemed ready for a
laugh—the hard muscle at his shoulders carried tension. She could sense that energy even
before his blue eyes confirmed it.
Jack’s black baseball cap sat low but did nothing to mask his devilishly handsome face. A
face she knew, whilst altered by the years, as well as her own.
“Seraphina.”
His voice. That honey-smooth drawl—now peppered by his time in America—seized her
heart.
She hadn't a moment to blink before he stepped forward, engulfing her in his embrace.
Sera held on, surrounded by his citrus scent, startled by the hard planes of his body, flush
against her own.
She stepped back because she really wanted to linger.
That zing of attraction sparked beneath her fingers, humming under the surface. It was only
natural that her body remembered, even when her mind had tried so very hard to forget.
“Jack.”
His eyes raked over her face, her body.
“You've let the curls loose.”
Sera instinctively shoved back her mass of tumbling, wild hair. She had been going through
a hair-straightening phase when she met Jack, which she had abandoned one summer morning
when he had seen her out of the shower, loose curls free and unimpeded by chemicals. No man
had looked at her with that much longing and pure lust since.
Then again, they had been young and… impressionable.
“Takes too long to straighten it these days and I have better things to do with my time. Tell
me, why am I having a conversation about hair styling with Hollywood star, Jack Davies, in my
parents' hallway?”
Owen walked through the front door with a large bouquet of flowers, Ally in hand. “Sorry, we
picked this stray up off the side of the road. Your mother insisted we bring him along.”
“They tried throwing me out of the car, but I'm like gum.”
“You stick?”
“Stretch. I'm very bendy.” He wiggled his eyebrows.
Ida Brady writes spicy contemporary and erotic romance that packs all the heat! From
humour, to heartbreak, to happily ever after, you're guaranteed a steamy read with all the
tropes. Enemies to lovers, billionaire, virgin, menage...you name it, she writes it!
Ida is a lover of chocolate and thunderstorms. When she isn't trying to tame her intractable
curls, she's running after her little ones, usually with a book in hand. Ida lives in the hustle and
bustle of Melbourne's CBD with her Irish husband and their out of control collection of books.
She sometimes daydreams about having a huge library in her home but will settle for stacking
novels in the kitchen drawers instead.
In her past life, Ida taught VCE Literature and English to a gaggle of teenagers. While she
misses their enthusiasm, she sure as hell doesn't miss marking papers. You might find her
dancing the Argentine tango in her spare time, which isn't often these days. She loves travelling
with her family, observing strangers at cafés and getting lost in a good story.
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Join us for the cover reveal of Rose Moon by Heidi Adams.
Fans who love Forbidden Romances will devour this sexy, paranormal romantasy. Keep
scrolling for more details about this sexy cover.
Title: Rose Moon
Author: Heidi Adams
Release Date: 10/17/2024
Genres: Paranormal Romance, Romantasy
Word Count: 107,000 words
Tropes: Forbidden Romance, Tortured Hero, Cinnamon Roll
Hero, Secret Romance, Fated Love, Fish out of Water, Family Conflict, Self-Discovery
What secrets do we keep to protect the one we love? What lies
do we tell, and what are we willing to sacrifice?Karter Quint has the perfect life: star athlete, gifted pianist,
straight A-student, handsome and charismatic, he seems fated for success. What nobody
knows is that he has battled debilitating episodes during which a strange force invades his mind
and body. The only place where Karter truly feels at ease is at his grandfather’s house on the
water in Cliff Island, Maine. There, he meets a mysterious girl named Ella and has an instant
obsession. He learns that she is a Meridian, or mermaid. Karter and Ella find themselves
connected on a higher level—a level that neither understands.They begin a heated and intense romance constrained by their
limiting circumstances. However, loving Ella comes at a cost. Karter must take extreme
measures of secrecy to protect her, straining relationships with his family and friends well into
his adult life.
Rose Moon is an emotional and epic
love story, and the first in a paranormal romance series, that will keep you guessing until the
very end.
Hi! My name is Heidi Adams, and I write wherever my
characters guide me, which is mostly romance! A little paranormal/fantasy, a little contemporary,
sometimes even a little dark. My characters take me on journeys that push me to the edge of
my emotions with toe-curling passion, heart-pounding suspense that will leave you on the edge
of your seat, and a ride full of twists and turns...but passion and love are always the driving
force behind my characters and the heart of their stories. I love LOVE! And when I write, I
escape into a world that love conquers all, even in the darkest of hours.
Layla Jackson wasn’t looking for love or marriage, especially not with notorious playboy
and single dad, Seth Wakowski. But when people in Seth’s life tell him it’s time he settle down
and clean up his act, there’s only one person Seth can think of for the job. Can Seth win Layla
over and prove there’s more to him than meets the eye? Readers who enjoy
marriage-of-convenience romances will devour Rebound by Evelyn Sola, a steamy diverse
romance.
Catching feelings in a marriage of convenience is REALLY inconvenient.Layla Jackson isn’t looking for marriage or her own happily ever
after. At least not at this point in her life and
especially not with notorious playboy and single
dad, Seth Wakowski.He may be a baller on the court, but off- he’s immature and the
total opposite of the kind of guy she would ever want to be involved with.Seth’s baby girl? Now that's a totally different story. Layla and
Jasmine adore each other.But when people in Seth’s life tell him it’s time he settle down
and clean up his act, there's only one person he can think of for the job.If only he can show her there's more to him than meets the
eye.Despite her judgmental attitude toward Seth, she can’t deny the
electrical charge each time their eyes lock. Or the desire that runs through her each time they
touch.Can Seth win Layla over and prove that their marriage won't be
just another rebound? He knows he’s playing for keeps, but will he be able to convince her of
that?
He follows me while I busy myself fluffing the pillows on the
couch.“Marriage is serious. It shouldn’t be treated as a transaction,” I
admonish.“Everything is a transaction, Layla. Look at me,” he orders, but I
don’t move. “Come on.” He takes my shoulders and turns me to look at him again. “I have
money, and you need it to help your grandma. You have something I want.” I gasp at his
crassness. “Not that,” he chuckles. “We can help each other. My daughter likes you, and I want
to give her the kind of family I never had.”I break away from his touch, but I don’t move away. “That’s not
how marriage is supposed to work. And I’m only twenty-two. I’m not ready to raise a child.” Then
I try to shove him, only he doesn’t budge.“A marriage works however we want it to work. Come on. Let’s
sit down and figure it out.” He pulls out a chair for me at the table. Like a zombie, I sit.“You’re a whore,” I say. “I’m not going to ever be with someone
who sleeps with everybody. Community dick is not my goal. Am I supposed to sit at home
caring for your child while you’re out having orgies with fangirls? And what about your away
games? Who knows what you’ll get into on the road.”He sits down across from me but pulls his chair as close to me
as possible without touching me.“The thing is, I’m not a whore.”“You have a reputation for sleeping with anyone and anything.
Women have come out and said they’ve had threesomes or orgies with you.” I look around and
whisper, “Jasmine is here only because of some rando you took to your hotel room. You slept
with her nanny for goodness sake.”“All of that is true except for the nanny. She got in my bed and
took that picture. I never touched her, and I never wanted to.”I twist my mouth, not believing a word he just said.“The other things you said are true, but I’m not a whore. I never
lied to anyone. I never made promises. Everyone I was with knew it was only for a night or two
and that nothing would come of it. I never mistreated or took advantage of anyone. I had sex
with people who wanted to have sex with me. There’s nothing wrong with that.”“So, you’re community dick but honest about it? Are you going
to tell me every time you cheat on me? That is not appealing.” I try to stand but he’s too close
for me to move. “Unlike you, I’m looking for a relationship with someone who cares about me.
I’m looking for love, not some quid pro quo arrangement.”“I never cheated on anyone because I’ve never been in a
relationship. I won’t cheat on you. I promise,” he says.That takes the wind out of my sails. I look into his green eyes,
and he’s not smirking. He’s not even smiling. I look away.“You won’t cheat on me? Does that mean you expect us
to—” The word gets stuck in my throat, “fuck?”“We’ll be married. A real marriage because I get
horny.”“Eww,” I say.“What? You don’t get horny?”“That is none of your business,” I say with my nose in the
air.“You help me raise Jasmine. It was hard last season. Each time
I left her, she had a meltdown. Sometimes I’m gone for days or a week. I have no family to help
me. I’m all alone.” Part of me feels for him. Alone is one thing I’ve never been. I’ve had both parents, Donna, and my grandma. Not to mention June Bug is always in my business. I have
about a dozen other cousins, friends, and extended family members. I can’t imagine being in his
shoes. If I was a single mother, I’d have a village to help me.But he’s not your problem. He’s not your friend or your
family.“You don’t even like me,” I remind him.“Yes, I do. You’re very pretty. You’re smart and hardworking.
You’re good to my daughter, and you have a nice ass. You’re the one who has always had a
problem with me. And you’re nice to everyone but me.”“None of those reasons are enough for us to get married, and stop looking at my ass before I give you a
black eye.”
About Evelyn Sola
A Boston native, wife, mother, and wine enthusiast. If she’s not
writing, thinking about writing, you will find Evelyn with a book in her hands. While a new
publisher, she’s been writing for years, and she will continue to write for many years to come.
Evelyn is obsessed with assertive and confident men who will
stop at nothing to get their woman. Her stories are filled with love, passion, and humor. She currently lives in Chicago, IL with her husband and two
daughters.
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All Lorie
Jones wants is a little help with her divorce. Some extra information, a bit of ammunition to take into
court against her no-good husband. And when she hires the biggest and best investigation firm Kansas
City has to offer, that’s exactly what she gets. But after their operative wraps up Lori’s case, he decides
he doesn’t want to move on, and Lori soon realizes that she’s got an even bigger problem than she had
before, one that threatens her privacy, and maybe even her life.
It’s up to Sam Quinton, one-man detective agency, to take on the largest firm in the business, and as
Sam digs into the background of Lori’s harasser, he soon finds something bigger, and much more
dangerous, than one overzealous guy who just can’t let go.
Read an Excerpt
They wore blue jeans, sneakers, and tee-shirts, the blond wearing
navy blue and the brown-haired guy wearing bright red. Both wore their tee-shirts hanging out, and the
shirts looked a size or two too big for them.
“How you doing?” the blond one asked me.
“Up to now, not bad,” I said.
The blond man continued, “Like to talk to you if you don’t mind.”
“And if I do mind?”
The two glanced at each other before turning back to me. “Going to talk to you anyway.”
I flicked my head towards the second man. “He have a voice?”
“Let’s say I’m the spokesman here, okay?” The blond tensed his arms and chest to show me he was in
charge.
“You know,” I said, “flexing your muscles doesn’t do a whole lot when your shirt’s too big. You can either
show off the muscles or conceal your weapons, but not both at the same time.”
Both men made involuntary hand motions towards their left hips, then caught themselves.
I smiled. “See what I mean?”
“We need to talk,” Blond repeated.
“No, you mean you want to talk. Just like I want to sit here and finish enjoying my breakfast, which isn’t
going to happen if I have to take time to bounce you two bozos out into the street
“You think you can do that?” the brown-haired guy finally spoke up.
“Not sure,” I said. “But if you guys keep bothering me, I’m going to do my best to find out. And whether I
succeed or not, it’s going to cause a ruckus, which I’m guessing your sergeant isn’t going to like too
much.”
About the Author:
A retired high-school
teacher and former college instructor, Kevin R. Doyle is the author of four novels in the Sam Quinton
mystery series, all published by Camel Press. He’s also written four crime thrillers, including And the
Devil Walks Away and The Anchor, and one horror novel, The Litter, along with numerous short horror
stories published in small magazines over the years. The first Quinton book, Squatter’s Rights, was
nominated for the 2021 Shamus award for Best First PI Novel, and the fifth in the series, Private License,
will be out in August of 2024.
