Release Blitz: The Benefits of Bad Decisions

Title: The Benefits of Bad Decisions
Author: Lisa Suzanne
Genre: Contemporary Rock Star Romance
Release Date: April 1, 2019
After a bad decision lands me a role on a reality show, I expect it to

be my big break as a TV star. Despite getting kicked off the first night, I

land on my feet again when a talent agent who saw the show offers me an

audition as back-up dancer for a popular rock band.

Knowing this could be my stepping stone is exciting, but the real thrill is

watching Brody bang on his drums every night. It’s a bad idea for a dancer to

hook up with a band member, but after he kisses me, I can’t stay away.

Facing the consequences was inevitable, and it only takes one scandalous

mistake from my past to cause our complete destruction.

Bad decision or not, I always manage to come out on top… until I don’t.

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I wring my

hands nervously in front of me, and then I force myself to stop. I wipe them

down the front of my dress that’s purposely a little too short as I try in vain

to eliminate the clamminess.

You can

do this. You got this. Just go do it.





Be bold.
I take a

deep breath as I stare at the nameplate on the heavy wooden door. Derek


He’s a

Hollywood heavyweight, the casting director for an entire network, and I’m here

for my interview spot for the reality dating show Single Life.

Twenty women vie for the attention of one hot single guy, and I want to be one

of the twenty.

If nothing

else, it’ll get me a step closer to my real goal: a career on the silver

screen. Plenty of successful actors got their start on a reality show. Jennifer

Hudson, Emma Stone, Katharine McPhee…shit, even Jon Hamm failed on a dating


If they

could do it, so can I.

I lift a

shaking hand and knock on the door.

“Come in.”

The voice on the other side is deep and muffled by the weight of the door.

I turn the

handle and let myself in. I spot an open chair in front of the executive desk,

and I force one foot in front of the other to get to it. I pause in my pursuit

and glance at the man behind the desk, and I find myself frozen for one hot


He’s a

goddamn Greek god sitting there in a suit.

My first

thought is that maybe it won’t be so bad to do whatever it takes to get what I


I wonder

what he’s packing beneath his professional clothes. A six-pack of abs for sure.

More than likely something long and thick beneath his belt. A broad chest that

could hold me in the afterglow.

The door

swings shut behind me as I study him. His lustrous and shiny dark hair is

styled in a textured, slicked to the side way, and his dark eyes hold an edge

of mystery as they pin me to my spot. I wonder for just a beat how old he is.

Definitely older than forty…maybe older than fifty? It’s hard to tell, but

age is just an unimportant number. It wouldn’t be so bad to do something

illicit bent over his desk to get my spot on the show.

That’s how

Hollywood works, isn’t it?

I tip my

chin up with confidence. I refuse to be intimidated by a man even if he’s a

stunningly handsome one like this guy. “I’m Zoey Fuller.”

He pushes

to his feet and reaches his hand across his desk to shake mine. I place my

clammy one in his and find his to be cool. Collected. Much like him.


Jensen. Have a seat.”

I follow

his orders, and one side of his mouth tips up in a smile.

He leans

back comfortably in his chair while I sit forward with unease.

“Why do you

want to appear on Single Life?” he asks.

I draw in a

deep breath. “I’ve been looking for love my entire life, Mr. Jensen, and I

haven’t found it yet. Maybe I’m just looking in the wrong places.”

“And this

has nothing to do with the doors appearing on a television show might open for

you? You’re a gorgeous young woman, after all.” He glances at the paper in

front of him. “A background in dance,” he says, and then he pauses as his eyes

fall to my chest, my legs, and back up again, searing each part of my body as

they trail along. “Lovely blonde hair, a pretty face that would work well on the

screen. Big, blue eyes that scream innocence but a dancer’s body that says

otherwise. How many Instagram followers do you have? I can’t tell you how many

ladies who think they’re Instagram famous come through my door.”


dancer’s body that says otherwise. His words echo in my head as I basically ignore

the other things he said.

Is he

coming onto me, or is this just how these interviews work?

I’m not

sure, but he did ask me a question. “This has nothing to do with doors opening,

sir. I have connections of my own that I could use if that was my end goal.”

It’s a lie, but I’ve practiced it so many times it feels like the truth. The

lie is that this has nothing to do with doors opening. I want to go on

television because I want to be discovered. And while my brother certainly has

connections, I want to do this for myself.

He raises a

brow and glances down at some papers on his desk. “I see that here.” He nods.

“Ethan Fuller, the drummer of Vail, is your brother?”

I was

hoping to get through this interview without that coming up. I nod and lean

forward a bit. I know exactly what I’m doing, and I watch as his eyes flick

down to the cleavage spilling out the top of my dress before they trail back to


“Hmm…” he

muses. “How long have you been dancing?”

“My whole

life. I started ballet before pre-school.” I don’t mention that it was also

before my father was hauled off to prison. I leave out the fact that I missed a

lot of lessons growing up because my mother was too busy with her man of the

week to drive me to them. My aunt often helped out, and even today she’s the

mother I never had to my half-sisters. I was always quick to pick up what I

missed, though. But dance isn’t what I want out of life, either. “I danced all

through high school, too. I taught a few private lessons during college to earn

extra cash.”

His eyes

fall to my body again, and I feel their blazing heat everywhere they land.

“Interesting indeed.”

I take that

as my cue. I’ve never been to one of these casting interviews before, but I’m

sharp enough to understand why his door has no window on it. I stand and press

my palms on his desk as I lean forward, allowing more cleavage to spill out. “I

don’t want to talk about my brother, Mr. Jensen.”

He raises a

brow at me. “What, exactly, do you want to talk about, Ms. Fuller?”

I look him

square in the eye and use my most sensual voice to answer. “I’ll do anything to

get on the show, sir.”

“Are you

offering what I think you’re offering?” His hands rest comfortably on the desk

in front of him, and I spot an empty third finger on his left hand. My eyes

fall to his lips. They’re not too full, not too thin. They’re firm, and they

make me think he must be a really good kisser. I want to find out.


offering whatever it takes to get on the show.”

His eyes dip

to my cleavage again, and I can’t help but think how easy men

are to read. “I know what I want,” he says. He flicks his head to indicate I

should come behind his desk.

I step over

to him, and he swivels in his chair to face me. He stands and kicks the chair

out behind him with practiced ease. Clearly this isn’t the first time he’s

allowed someone auditioning into the space behind his desk.

I gaze up

from lowered lashes into those dark, mysterious eyes. I think for the briefest

second that I’d like something more than a quick romp over a desk with this

man. He’s powerful. He’s handsome. He’s smart. He must be loaded.

That’s all

I’m looking for.

What I’m

not looking for, however, is someone who would allow a girl like me to seduce

him just for a spot on a television show.

So I’ll do

what needs to be done, and then I’ll forget all about this Derek Jensen guy.

He sweeps

my hair to the side before he runs a long fingertip along the curve of my neck.

I whimper and allow myself to get lost in what’s about to go down in this

office. People on the other side are doing their jobs, earning a paycheck as

they hustle and bustle around, with no idea of what’s about to happen in here.

Or maybe

they do know. Maybe this is something Derek does all the time.

But I’m in

here now, and he’s never done this with me before.

Not that

I’ll be the one to change him, to get him to stop his wild ways and commit to

me. Not that I even want that. But for a split second, I get

lost in the fantasy anyway.

He turns me

quickly around so his front is to my back, and his lips replace his finger on

my neck. I groan with lust at the feel of those lips on my body, and then he

bends me over his desk so fast I don’t even see it coming. I grunt as the edge

of the desk knocks the wind out of me a little, but he doesn’t stop, doesn’t

slow down. He runs those same fingertips along my spine, and then he reaches

beneath my dress, not wasting a single moment. He probably doesn’t have time to

waste. Our interview was scheduled for fifteen minutes, and we already wasted

the first five talking.

He pulls my

panties to the side, not bothering with things like removing our clothes, and

sinks a long finger into me. My eyes roll back and my abdomen presses harder

into the desk as I fight the urge to come all over his hand. There’s something

so illicit, so hot, so wrong about what we’re doing right now.

I love it. I want it. I crave it.


that’s wet,” he murmurs with appreciation.

I hear the

zip of his pants followed by the tear of a wrapper, and seconds later he

plunges into me. He’s thick, so he slides in slowly to allow my body to adapt

to his size. He pulls nearly all the way out before he thrusts back in, and

once he’s coated with my wetness, he drives in harder and harder. Each thrust

forces a grunt out of me, and each time he rears back and pushes forward again,

I find myself closer and closer to ecstasy.

It’s only a

few more thrusts before I lose control. I spiral down into the blackness of

bliss, the pleasure spotting my vision as my hands clamp down on the edge of

the desk to brace myself against the onslaught of an orgasm. My body pulses and

I cry out with it, the soundtrack in this office our voices mingling in an

orchestra of satisfaction. He grunts out his release after my body relaxes into

his desk, and he pulls out nearly immediately after he finishes. He disappears

into a private restroom connected to his office, and I smooth my dress back

into place. I’m sitting back in the chair facing his desk when he returns.

He clears

his throat. “My secretary will be in touch with whether you’ve earned your spot

on the show early next week.” His face gives nothing away, yet I can’t believe

what we just did didn’t earn me a spot.

I grin.

“Thank you, Mr. Jensen.”

He doesn’t

smile back like I expect him to—like most men would after what we just did.

“You can see yourself out, Ms. Fuller.”

I nod and

stand. I’m sort of at a loss for words. It’s not like I expect that we’ll do

this again, but I did kind of expect to know by the time I left today whether

I’d be one of the twenty women appearing on Single Life.

I don’t say

anything, though. I allow his words to be the last ones spoken in the office as

I walk out the door with my head held high.

I did what

I had to do, and it’s not like I didn’t enjoy doing it.

I completely

ignore the dirty feeling that washes over me as I walk out of the building and

toward my rental car.

Author Bio


Lisa Suzanne is a romance author who resides in Arizona with

her husband and baby boy. She’s a former high school English teacher and

college composition instructor. When she’s not cuddling baby Mason, she can be

found working on her latest book or watching reruns of Friends.

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Cover Reveal: Praying for Rain

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“None of this matters, and we’re all going to die.”

Praying for Rain, an all-new beautiful and emotional romantic standalone from BB Easton, is coming April 11th!

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With only three days left until the predicted apocalypse, the small town of Franklin Springs, Georgia, has become a wasteland of abandoned cars, abandoned homes, abandoned businesses, and abandoned people. People like Rainbow Williams.

Rain isn’t afraid of dying. In fact, she’s looking forward to it. If she can just outrun her pain until April 23, she’ll never have to feel it at all.

Wes Parker has survived every horrible thing this life has thrown at him with nothing more than his resourcefulness and disarming good looks. Why should the end of the world be any different? All he needs are some basic supplies, shelter, and a sucker willing to help him out, which is exactly what he finds when he returns to his hometown of Franklin Springs.

As society crumbles, dangers mount, and secrets refuse to stay buried, two lost souls are thrust together in a twist of fate—one who will do anything to survive and one who can’t wait to die.

Perhaps, together, they can learn how to live.

Before their time runs out.

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BB Easton is a best-selling, award-winning author, artist, psychologist, wife, and mother who loves drinking, cursing, and staying up late mining for humor in the darkest of places.
BB began painting as a pierced, punk ass teen, but decided to pursue a career in school psychology due to her compassion for those with mental illness and a desire to work with children with autism. Unable to turn off her creative side, BB decided to take a few years off to raise her two small children (Baby BB and Mini Ken) and indulge in all of her artistic whims, primarily having pink hair and writing embarrassingly candid novels about her delinquent past and deviant sexual history. Her husband is suuuper excited about it.


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Cover Reveal: Bad Boy Blues

Title: Bad Boy Blues
Author: Saffron A. Kent
Genre: Contemporary New Adult Romance
Cover Design: Najla Qamber
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Model: Clauss Castro
Release Date: April 11, 2019
Cleopatra Paige hates one thing in this world — just one — and his

name is Zachariah Prince.

In grade school, he pulled at her pigtails. In middle school, he spread

false rumors about her. And in high school, he ruined her prom.

She hates that his smirks are unfairly sexy. And she definitely loathes

that his dark eyes seem to follow her everywhere. Sometimes, even in her


It doesn’t matter that he’s rich and popular or that he lives in a

freaking mansion full of butlers and maids. He’s rude and arrogant, and she

wants to stay as far away from him as possible.

But unfortunately for Cleo, she lives in the same freaking mansion as


Only he’s the prince and she’s the lowly maid who serves him.
Author Bio
Writer of bad

romances. Aspiring Lana del Rey of the book world.

Saffron A. Kent is a USA Today Bestselling Author of Contemporary and New Adult

romance. More often than not, her love stories are edgy, forbidden and

passionate. Her work has been featured in Buzzfeed, Huffington Post, New York

Daily News and USA Today’s Happy Ever After.

She has an MFA in Creative Writing and she lives in New York City with her

nerdy and supportive husband. Along with a million and one books.

She is represented by Meire Dias of Bookcase Agency.

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Divorced. Single dad. Traded to a losing squad.

Cheated on, betrayed, exposed.

My perfect life blew up in my face and I’m still picking up the pieces.

The last thing I need is her.

A wildflower. A storm. A woman I can’t resist.

Lotus DuPree is a kick to my gut and a wrench in my plans

from the moment our eyes meet.

I promised myself I wouldn’t trust a woman again,

but I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want Lo.

She’s not the plan I made, but she’s the risk I have to take.

A warrior. A baller. The one they call Gladiator.

Kenan Ross charged into my life smelling all good, looking even better and snatching my breath from the moment we met.

The last thing I need is him.

I’m working on me. Facing my pain and conquering my demons.

I’ve seen what trusting a man gets you.

Don’t. Have. Time. For. This.

But he just keeps coming for me.

Keeps knocking down my defenses and stealing my excuses

one by one.

He never gives up, and now…I’m not sure I want him to.

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A Top 30 Amazon Bestseller, Kennedy Ryan writes about women from all walks of life, empowering them and placing them firmly at the center of each story and in charge of their own destinies. Her heroes respect, cherish and lose their minds for the women who capture their hearts.
She is a wife to her lifetime lover and mother to an extraordinary son. She has always leveraged her journalism background to write for charity and non-profit organizations, but enjoys writing to raise Autism awareness most. A contributor for Modern Mom Magazine and Frolic, Kennedy’s writings have appeared in Chicken Soup for the Soul, USA Today and many others. The founder and executive director of a foundation serving Atlanta Autism families, she has appeared on Headline News, Montel Williams, NPR and other media outlets as an advocate for families living with autism.

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Release Blitz: Just Neighbors

Title: Just Neighbors
Series: Blue Beech #4
Author: Charity Ferrell
Genre: New Adult/Enemies-to-Lovers Romance
Release Date: March 26, 2019


Every day, my neighbor tells me to have a good morning.
Every day, I tell him to f*ck off.

Kyle Lane is the town’s hottest cop.
He’s also the man I’ve despised since high school.
Each morning, he stands on his porch with an annoying smirk on his perfect face.
He’s made it his life’s mission to get under my skin.

Until one day, he’s no longer on his porch but on mine.
He claims he wants to redeem himself for ruining my reputation.
My instincts tell me to stay away, but with each morning he shows up, it becomes harder and harder to resist his charm.

I was never supposed to fall in love with my neighbor and once he finds out my secret, we’ll forever be enemies.




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Cover Reveal: I Promise You

Title: I Promise You
Series: Dare #2
Author: Shantel Tessier
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Tracie Douglas, Dark Water Covers

Release Date: April 26, 2019
It was supposed to be a game.
I Dare You.
We brought her in ’cause I wanted to play with her.
Destroy her.
But plans change and she got caught in the cross fire.
Then I did something far worse. I fell in love with her, but

she doesn’t know I still have secrets.

Ones that could rip us all apart.
We’re sharks.
Raised to hunt and kill.
We take what we want without asking.
We’ve never needed permission, so I’m not about to start


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Shantel is a Texas born girl who now lives in Tulsa, Oklahoma with her high

school sweetheart, who is a wonderful, supportive husband and their two

daughters. She loves to spend time cuddled up on the couch with a good book.
She considers herself extremely lucky to get to be

a stay at home wife and mother. Going to concerts and the movies are just a few

of her favorite things to do. She hates coffee, but loves wine. She and her

husband are both huge football fans, college and NFL. And she has to feed her

high heel addiction by shopping for shoes weekly.
Although she has a passion to write, her family is

most important to her. She loves spending evenings at home with her husband and

daughters, along with their cat and dog.

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Cover Reveal: Making Home with You

Today we have the cover reveal of MAKING HOME WITH YOU by Claire Raye! Check out this fantastic new contemporary romance, and be sure to grab your copy April 24th!

Title: Making Home With You

Author: Claire Raye

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Day: April 24th

About Making Home With You:

Finn O’Loughlin is the strong silent type, and as Rockport’s chief of police he’s also the town’s most eligible bachelor. But the last thing he’s interested in is a relationship. But the last thing he’s interested in is a relationship. That is until he hooks up with an enigmatic blonde in the bathroom of his family’s pub. Longing to see her again, she reappears on New Year’s Eve and Finn is shocked to realize who she is. Worried about their secret relationship, they continue in private…until they get caught in the act.

With everything out in public, Finn finally feels at ease, content and surprisingly happy in his new relationship. But, with Finn now off the market, he discovers that not everyone is happy about the situation and soon becomes haunted by a past hook-up who refuses to let go.

Desperate to keep all of this from becoming town gossip, Finn tries to protect his new girlfriend by hiding all of the drama he’s dealing with. Unbeknownst to him though, she’s dealing with problems of her own in the form of a sleazy new boss who doesn’t take no for an answer.

What happens when outside forces trying to pull them apart, collide? Will Finn be able to hold onto this new-found happiness with the first woman to ever captivate him. Or will past regrets and new dangers threaten their happiness?

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I look up at the clock for what feels like the millionth time. It’s after nine and Finn still isn’t here, the bar is beginning to fill with costume-clad people and I wonder if I’ve made a mistake pushing the fact that I wanted Finn to wear a costume, let alone join me at the party. But it isn’t such an extreme request surely; it’s a party for his brother and future sister-in-law.

I tug at my costume as it rides up a little, cutting into my hips and making it slightly uncomfortable.

“He doesn’t really like parties. You’ll get used to it,” a voice says from behind me.

When I turn around Kelsey is standing there with a small smile on her face, but it’s just for show. It’s almost like she’s trying to reassure me that it isn’t my fault Finn has yet to show up.

Part of me assumed he’d use work as an excuse to avoid tonight. But another part of me, the one that likes to think Finn and I have something, needs him to show up. To show me that he enjoys spending time with me despite his hatred of costumes and crowds. That he wants to be with me regardless.

“Seriously…” Kelsey says but stops short and I see her eyes widen, and when I hear Beck yell out, “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me?” my eyes instantly gravitate toward the entrance to the bar.

I see him, standing, scanning the crowd, searching for someone, searching for me. In that moment my heart stops and everything around me falls silent.

I feel his eyes on me, his smile grows as he takes me in and all I can focus on is him walking over to where I’m standing. Navigating the crowded room and ignoring the comments and the women who attempt to stop him.

“That boy loves you,” Kelsey says, her mouth close to my ear. “Look at his face!”

“What?” I ask, appalled by her reaction to Finn’s arrival.

“Don’t act like you don’t know,” she says, giving my side a little pinch before she bails, leaving me speechless.

He loves me? I think as Finn finally stops in front of me, his smile even broader than before. He can’t possibly love me or could he?

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Not only is Claire Raye a really sweet pen name, it’s actually a pen name for two sarcastic best friends who met through their mutual love of reading. After bonding over books (and wine and cheese), they decided to take the plunge and see if they could write a book together and ta dah… The Rockport Beach Series was born! In addition to their shared love of food and dropping an occasional (read, a lot of) f bombs, the writing duo that is Claire Raye like to write about strong, sassy females who aren’t afraid to say what’s on their mind and the overprotective men who fall in love with them. While Claire Raye’s resting bitch face might be strong, she always makes sure her alpha males are stronger!

Writing The Rockport Beach Series has been so much fun, even if Book two needed a shared vacation, a stolen bottle of champagne and far too much vodka and POG to get it back on track! Both halves of Claire Raye are married and both of her husbands have a cheeky side that gets plenty of airtime in her books. From their smart mouths to their witty one-liners, there’s plenty of material to use for all those alpha males she loves to write about.

While Claire Raye isn’t sure she’ll ever reveal who she really is – there’s just something about your co-workers knowing you write erotic love scenes that makes having a pen name that much easier – she’s definitely going to keep on writing. Plans are already underway for the next series, which is sure to feature plenty of sass, steam and humor, and of course, a happily ever after!

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Cover Reveal: Eleanor & Grey

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Eleanor & Grey, an all-new beautiful and emotional standalone from Brittainy C. Cherry is coming April 8th and we have the gorgeous cover for you!

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Greyson East left his mark on me.

As the young girl who first fell for him, I didn’t know much about life. I did know about his smiles, though, and his laughs, and the strange way my stomach flipped when he was near.

Life was perfect…until it wasn’t, and when we were forced to go our separate ways, I held on to our memories, let go of my first crush, and wished for the day I’d find him again.

When my wish came true, it was nothing like I imagined.

I couldn’t have known when I took the nanny position that it would be his children I looked after, that my new boss would be that boy I used to know, that boy who was now a man—a cold, lonely, detached man.

The smile and laugh I had loved so much were gone, now distant memories. Every part of him was covered in a fresh pain.

When he realized who I was, he made me promise to do my job and my job only.

He made me promise not to try to get to know him, not to recall the memories I’d treasured all this time.

But, sometimes, I saw the boy I’d once known in his stormy eyes. I saw the Greyson who smiled and laughed, who had stolen a young girl’s heart, and there was no doubt in my mind that this boy was worth fighting for.

I was given a second chance with the one who’d left his mark on me. All I hoped was that somehow I’d leave a mark on his soul, too.

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Author Brittainy C. Cherry is an Amazon #1 bestselling author.
She has been in love with words since the day she took her first breath. She graduated from Carroll University with a Bachelors Degree in Theatre Arts and a minor in Creative Writing.
Her novels have been published in 18+ countries around the world. Brittainy lives in Brookfield, Wisconsin with her fur babies.

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Live: Should’ve Been Us!

Title: Should’ve Been Us
Author: Jess Bryant
Publisher: Blue Lemon Press
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 20, 2019
It’s a destination wedding, Fate, Texas style, and the

thermostat isn’t the only thing about to hit its boiling point.

Lulu Nichols has

lost the love of her life.

Her best friend,

Derek, proposed to someone else. He’s marrying someone else. And oblivious to

her feelings, he’s asked her to play best man at his wedding. She can’t say no,

not without admitting her secret and ruining everything, so she pastes on a

smile and heads to Mexico to watch the man of her dreams get his happily ever

after, even if it isn’t with her.

Connor Shaw is finally

ready to claim the love of his life.

He wants Lulu. He’s

always wanted her. Even though she’s slightly crazy and seriously delusional

about her relationship with Derek. Connor is the one that brings out her fire

and matches it with his own. He’s the one that drives her just as crazy as she

drives him and it’s way past time for her to admit that all their fighting is

really just foreplay.

Together they’re

like gasoline and a match; a powder keg destined to blow, but oh how satisfying

an explosion it will be.

But is their spark

the kind that burns fast and then out? Is the heat going to Lulu’s head or is

there more to Connor than she’s ever realized? Could they possibly be meant for

forever or are they destined to always be a should’ve been?

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“You should probably slow down there, dollface.” A deep

voice slid over her, down her spine and made her shudder. With revulsion, she

told herself. It was definitely revulsion. “Wouldn’t want to get drunk and

admit you’re in love with the groom, would ya?”

The taunt sent a red-hot surge of anger boiling beneath her

skin, turning her cheeks pink and the ice in her veins to lava as she spun to

face the man intruding on her pity party. She felt a little light headed when

she noticed how close he was standing but she attributed that to the alcohol in

her bloodstream. It only pissed her off more that it proved he was right. She

needed to slow down on the drinks or risk making a scene before the bridal

party even arrived.

God, she hated when he was right.
Connor Shaw was a stupid, know-it-all bastard. He always had

some smartass remark for her. Always. He’d been Derek’s sidekick since the

sandbox days but Lulu did not consider him a friend. He was more of a nuisance,

an ache in her head that never quite went away. Case in point, he was here now,

standing far too close to her, wearing some sort of cologne that invaded her

personal space and made her stomach twist, and looking smug as hell because he

knew, knew, that every woman in the room was looking at him

now that he had her attention.

She hated him. Despised him even. But she couldn’t blame the

women in the room for staring.

He looked like an angel, all golden and gorgeous and he had

an obnoxious habit of always managing to stand directly in the path of the sun.

Even now, in the low light of evening, a spotlight of glowing orange beamed

through the windows above, highlighting his dark blonde hair and making it look

as if he were wearing a halo. Sometimes it seemed like the sun literally

revolved around him.

It was annoying as hell.
So was that knowing twinkle in his dazzling blue eyes.

Because he wasn’t just ridiculously good looking, he also knew he

was ridiculously good looking which made him just about the biggest kind of asshole

on the planet in her estimation. He knew the effect he had on 99% of women and

the fact that she fell into the 1% that didn’t go ga-ga over him seemed to give

him some weird sort of enjoyment, which only made him more infuriating.

“I mean, unless that’s your plan.” He leaned an elbow

against the bar beside her, edging even closer so that she had to force herself

not to pull away, to put more space between them, because she knew he’d take

her retreat as a win in their never-ending game of dare. “Liquid courage?”

“Go away, Shaw.”
His head tilted slightly as if he’d expected a different

response, “Drowning your sorrows then? Have you finally admitted to yourself

that you and Dare were never meant to be?”

Her jaw clenched because, as per usual, his assumption hit

far too close to home. She attributed Connor knowing so much about her to the

fact that they’d grown up together. He’d always been there, on the edges of her

friendship with Derek, watching. Judging. He saw parts of her that she’d

thought were well hidden from everyone, even Derek, especially Derek, but

somehow Connor had seen her infatuation with their friend and he seemed to take

absolute joy in calling her out on the stupidity of it.

“I said, go away.” She slipped her hand around the glass in

front of her without looking at him but a big, warm, roughly masculine hand

closed over hers, stopping her short.

Her breath caught at the contact and she silently cursed

herself for the physical reaction. It had been too long since anyone touched

her. Anyone. It didn’t have anything to do with this man no matter how gorgeous

he was. It was the alcohol and the moroseness that had overtaken her at the

thought of Derek getting married.

Derek. Married. To someone else.
Her blood chilled and she pulled her hand away from Connor,

carefully, so as not to spill the liquid in her glass. She glared at him when

he frowned and his eyebrows drew together. He was looking at her strangely, in

a way she couldn’t place and she glanced away before he saw something else she

didn’t want him to see.

“Just… slow down on the drinks, okay doll?”
“Don’t call me that.” She instantly flinched.
“Tell me you’ll slow down, at least until dinner is served

and you put some food in your system and I won’t call you that again.” His blue

eyes were serious and she felt something inside of her begin to splinter.

Was he actually trying to take care of her? This man that

taunted her constantly? That set her every nerve ending on edge? Was he trying

to make nice for once? Because he knew this must be hard on her?

She nodded, “Okay.”
He gave her a small, cautious smile, “Okay.”
“Okay.” She tipped her drink at him.
“Okay.” He said again and she rolled her eyes because she

knew he’d do this all night if she let him get away with it.

“You can go now.” She shooed him away, “Go find someone else

to play your mind games with, Shaw.”

“But playing with you is so much fun.”
She groaned, “If you stick around, I’m definitely going to

need another drink.”

Author Bio
Jess Bryant

is an avid indoorswoman. A city girl trapped in a country girl’s life, her

heart resides in Dallas but her soul and roots are in small town Oklahoma. She

enjoys manicures, the color pink, and her completely impractical for country

life stilettos. She believes that hair color is a legitimate form of therapy,

as is reading and writing romance. She started writing as a little girl but her

life changed forever when she stole a book from her aunt’s Harlequin collection

and she’s been creating love stories with happily ever afters ever since.

Jess holds

a degree in Public Relations from the University of Oklahoma and is a lifetime

supporter of her school and athletic teams. And why not? They have a ton of

National Championships! She may be a girlie girl but she knows her sports stats

and isn’t afraid to tell you that your school isn’t as cool as hers… or that

your sports romance got it all wrong.

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Review: Should’ve Been Us


Should’ve been us is an absolutely breathtaking story, that begins as one of unrequited love. This was my introduction to Jess Bryant, and I don’t believe I could have picked a better book for it.

Lulu is a extremely relatable character, possibly one of the most relatable that I’ve read. I can close my eyes and remember a time when my own thought process was very much like hers. I began this book fairly blind, I’m not even sure I read the blurb. So let me tell you how hard my eyes rolled when I thought this was going to be 250 pages of unrequited love….

Boy how wrong was I!!!

As soon as Connor appeared on the pages, the chemistry between he and Lulu was absolutely palpable. Jess takes you through each characters past, and drags you through every single heartbreaking emotion. Having known each other since childhood, both Lulu and Connor have their own misconceptions to work through about the other…. but when they finally get to the other side their love is undeniable!