Bright Lights & Summer Nights by Kat Singleton is now live!
Summer nights can be full of surprises.
As a single, unemployed, and unapologetic twenty-five year old mess, I came to the Hamptons this summer for one reason—to focus on myself and work out my quarter-life crisis. I didn’t come here planning to sneak into a private party and meet a handsome stranger.
I definitely didn’t come here expecting for that stranger to be Preston Rhodes—billionaire and superstar quarterback for the Manhattan Mambas.
And that’s not even the crazy part.
He asked me to be his pretend girlfriend for a week while his family is in town. He needed a date for his sister’s wedding, and I’d never turn down the opportunity to be spoiled by a rich man.
The only thing is, Preston’s not very good at pretending.
Now instead of discovering myself, I’m spending the week discovering what life would be like with him. Instead of focusing on me, I’m focusing on how he looks at me, how he touches me, how he wants me.
But now that neither one of us is faking it, I only hope that we can hold on to what we have through the bright lights and summer nights.
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Kat Singleton is an Amazon top 5 bestselling author best known for writing Black Ties and White Lies. She loves writing elite banter and angst mixed with a heavy dose of spice. Kat strives to write an authentically raw love story for her characters and feels that no book is complete without some emotional turmoil before a happily ever after.
She lives in Kansas with her husband, her two kids, and her two doodles. In her spare time, you can find her surviving off iced coffee and sneaking in a few pages of her current read.
A dark, contemporary, billionaire romance featuring anti-hero, secret society and close proximity tropes from USA Today Bestselling duo P. Rayne.
I spend my nights slinging drinks at Black Magic Bar or taking my clothes off at the local strip club. After my father passed, my stepmother gave me no other choice.
But when I break free of the chains binding me to my family estate, I find myself with nowhere to go. Until Nero Voss, the youngest of the billionaire Voss brothers, offers me a room at Midnight Manor. Now, I’m under his watchful gaze and enjoying it more than I should.
I shouldn’t give in to temptation, he is my stepsister’s ex-fiancé after all, but the pull toward him grows stronger by the day. I fight, but I’m losing the battle.
Nero is keeping secrets, though.
What he doesn’t know is that I’m keeping secrets, too.
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Midnight Whispers is the third book in the Midnight Manor and follows the story of Cinder and Nero. Midnight Whispers is a modern-day, retelling of Cinderella. Much like the OG story, when Cinder’s father passes away, her stepmom and stepsisters make it their mission to be as cruel as possible to Cinder. Meanwhile, Cinder’s stepsister, Maude is set to marry the “man of her dreams”, Nero. All is going to plan until Nero discovers a huge secret Maude has been keeping….
Midnight Whispers is a fantastic addition to the Midnight Manor series. P. Rayne did a fantastic job with this Cinderella retelling and I loved the personal spin they put on it. While Cinder found herself in a precarious situation with her stepfamily, she tried her best not to let them break her or weaken her. When Cinder finally found the courage to walk away from the only life she knew, all bets were off, especially when Nero came into the story. While all of the Voss brothers have a dark and complicated past, Nero definitely gave them a run for their money. On the outside, Nero may seem in total control, but he becomes obsessed when he has his sights set on something. And his latest obsession is Cinder. Cinder tests his restraint at every turn, and while stalking is normally a huge red flag/turn-off, it worked with this story.
Together, Cinder and Nero were unstoppable. It seemed as though nothing Nero could say or do would scare Cinder away. Cinder provided Nero with the love and understanding he’s always been seeking. He was free to be himself without worry of judgment. And the chemistry between them was absolutely scorching. These two seriously burned up the pages and weren’t afraid to make you blush.
Midnight Whispers delivered in every way possible. It hooked me from the first page and left me begging for more. Not only was this story absolutely sinful but it was filled with just the right amount of drama and angst to leave readers hanging on each and every word. I loved everything about this story, from beginning to end, and can not wait to read more of the Midnight Manor series.
*I was provided an ARC copy of this book, in exchange for an honest review.*
Meet P. Rayne
The darker side of USA Today Bestselling Author, Piper Rayne.
A pact between best friends and one stress-relieving tryst that turns into two…three…whatever. It’s a wedding—who’s counting? I don’t want it to end, but I’m supposed to land the powerful New York attorney hand-selected by my father. I think I’m in love with the wrong guy. Sweet mother—now what? Readers who enjoy reads with golden retriever heroes will love Bridesmaid to Bride by Terra Weiss, a steamy, friends to lovers, forbidden romance, romantic comedy.
So one tiny tryst with your BFF turns into two…three…whatever.
It’s a wedding—who’s counting?
It’s my twin sister’s live, televised circus…I mean wedding, and my BFF, West Quinn and I make a pact: I help him become next season’s reality dating TV star, and he helps me land the rich, powerful, and connected suit my father’s hand-selected.
Easy, right?
Actually, it is. West and I make a great team, as always—he’a a brilliant techie with an off-the-wall sense of humor. We sneak away for one tiny stress-relieving tryst…that turns into two…that turns into a craze. Hello, mind-blowing!
But it’s all in good fun. Dad would have a second heart attack if I ended up with West and not the New York attorney poised to join me in taking over my family’s firm.
Ugh—I don’t want this pact to end, and it’s not just about the help. West accepts me. Is always there for me. Encourages me to follow my passion for baking.
Oh, God. I think I’m in love with the wrong guy! It’s too late, not to mention that West and I can never happen.
Sweet mother—now what?
*Bridesmaid to Bride is a witty, heartfelt interconnected stand-alone romcom with adult language and steamy, open-door chemistry that will have you rooting for a happily-ever-after.
I head past the bathrooms and up the stairs, finding Eva on the top deck of the yacht, the ocean breeze playing with her dark curls. She’s staring out at the vast water, her arms wrapped around herself like she’s holding in the world’s weight.
“Hey,” I say softly, coming to stand beside her.
“Hey.” She doesn’t look at me. “You didn’t have to come.”
“I know.” My mind flips through the Rolodex of Eva’s favorite topics, and when I land on one, my eyes move skyward when I say, “You might know this, but it takes millions of years for a star’s light to reach our eyes. Gazing at the night sky is like looking really far back in time.”
“I didn’t know that, actually.” Her gaze drifts up. “So, what we’re admiring is the ghosts of stars?”
“Exactly.”
“The universe’s time capsule,” we say in unison. Then we both call out, “Jinx,” and then, “Double jinx,” at the same time. When that happens, which it does often, Eva gets to punch my shoulder, not too hard, which she does.
I pretend it hurts more than it does, grabbing my shoulder and stepping back, and she busts up. I don’t know why, but this always makes her laugh.
Then her face turns serious as she looks back up at the sky. “Makes you wonder, doesn’t it?” She sighs. “Okay, I’ve got one. The sun is the closest star to Earth, but do you know how long it’d take for us to travel there by plane?”
“Long enough to need some serious in-flight entertainment.”
She smiles, a twinkle appearing in her eyes. “Definitely.”
We stare above, and everything quiets except the lap of ocean waves and the hum of the yacht’s motor. I know the answer, but that’s no fun. So I finally say, “Five years?”
“Close. Try nineteen years.”
I make my eyes go wide. “Nineteen? Seriously?”
She playfully smacks my shoulder. “You knew the answer.”
“Caught me.” I smile adoringly at her. I should know I can’t pull stuff like that with her.
I catch a glimpse of a dark spot in the ocean that looks like a portal to another world. “Makes you appreciate those same-day Amazon deliveries, huh?”
“Totally.” She bumps into my side playfully. “But imagine the frequent flier miles.”
We stand, catching our breath, and her eyes move over the water.
Terra Weiss is a romcom author with a knack for witty banter and gift for capturing authentic family dynamics. Readers love how her stories steer away from typical romcom cookie-cutter formulas and show how real-life people find real-life love.
When Terra’s not spilling the tea on what happens in the big and small towns that live in her heart, you’ll find her with her spunky daughter, mad scientist husband, wacky and wonderful mother, and the two six-pound dogs that run her house. She enjoys jogging at a snail’s pace, reading from her iPhone, and piling bright orange mountains of squeezy cheese on her crackers.
I’m still unclear on how I got into this predicament in the first place. A year ago, I was a man with one thought on his mind, the redhead I met at a hotel bar. Twelve months later, I found her.
Unfortunately for me, she not only happens to be my very off-limits coach’s daughter, but also . . . my new assistant and roommate.
I don’t even need an assistant, but Coach Wood doesn’t take no for an answer. Add in him writing up tasks for his daughter, Wylie, to complete for me? Well, it’s his own form of sweet torture. We are talking tasks that I would never ask her to do.
Tasks that make her despise me.
Hate me.
That make her utter four words that cause a shiver to crawl up my spine . . . Posey, this is war.
My testicles shrivel into dust as Coach Wood screams at Andie Lintour, the general manager for the Vancouver Agitators.
Spittle flies off his lip.
Eyebrows are slanted like knives, ready to strike.
And the veins in his neck protrude, making me question if it will be his hands that choke me or the scary, pulsing veins.
“Will, we can’t—”
“He was fucking my daughter! We can do whatever the hell I say.”
Did you wince? Because I did.
I know what you’re thinking. Posey, you’re about to lose your life at the hands of your fuming, spitting, hulking-out coach. And your assessment of the situation is a fair and accurate one.
Because yes, I’ve never felt closer to death than at this moment right now.
To bring you up to speed, yes, I was fucking his daughter.
Yes, it was in the locker room.
Yes, it was out in the open where anyone could walk in.
Was it stupid? Absolutely.
Have I lost my mind? One hundred percent.
Do I have any defense? Not one.
Nope, this was pure stupidity. This was a move by a desperate man brought to his knees.
A weak man.
A man with no morals.
A man infatuated with a woman he can’t control himself around.
“I understand the circumstances,” Andie says in her calming voice, “but we can’t get rid of a player because he was having relations with your daughter. Posey is one of the best defensemen in the entire league.” If I wasn’t so terrified, I’d puff my chest. “He’s under a no-trade clause. Even if we wanted to get rid of him, we couldn’t.”
I’m not sure if I should be grateful for that clause because, at the moment, it wouldn’t hurt to at least escape the darkness of death clouding Coach Wood’s expression.
“Then he’s benched,” Wood says as he looks me in the eyes, nostrils flaring. “Did you hear that, you bologna-loving motherfucker? You’re benched.”
I swallow deeply as I dig my fingertips into the armrests of my chair. Not sure why he had to drag the bologna into this, but I don’t bother asking as the vein in his bald head looks like it’s maxed out on stress. “I, uh, yes, I heard you the first time,” I say, causing him to grow angrier.
“Once again, Will, I don’t believe we can do that. We pay him a lot of money—”
“We do.” Will paces his office, and every time he goes near me, my ass clenches in anticipation of a ninja knife hand right to my trachea. “We pay him plenty of money, so why don’t we just put him on the injured list, say he has a sore toe, and then he can figure out with his agent what he’s doing for next year because he sure as fuck won’t be playing on my ice.”
Now, is Coach Wood being a touch extreme? Some might say yes without any context because who really wants to bench their starting defenseman? It’s not the smartest move as a coach, but the man has a good reason.
And sure, I shouldn’t be taking his side. I should be defending myself and the ability to have sexual relations with anyone I damn well please, but here’s the thing . . . the situation runs a little deeper than what you see on the surface.
It’s more complicated.
I didn’t just fuck some random girl on an arbitrary day in our locker room.
The coach’s daughter was riding me, completely naked, in the middle of the locker room after he struck a deal with me to hire his daughter as my assistant to teach her a lesson.
And before you even ask, no, the lesson was not on the science of how the penis meets the vagina.
It was a tough lesson about life.
So yeah, this really is on me.
**Raises hand** Yup, I take the blame.
Guilty.
The only question is, how the hell am I going to get around this? From the way he spoke so cruelly of my precious bologna, I don’t think offering him a daily sandwich—made by yours truly—is going to mend the severed ties we’ve created.
Nope, this will take a monumental, epic proposal of apologies, especially if I want to stay on this team. Which I do. My boys are here. My life is here.
She’s here . . .
Which means I need a plan.
But I swore I wouldn’t get them involved.
I said over and over again that I wouldn’t use their idiotic advice or poorly constructed ideas, but I think desperate times call for desperate measures.
It’s time to call on the Frozen Fellas.
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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.
A guardian’s duty is to protect their charge. It is a holy bond, unbreakable outside of death. You must never leave their side. You must never show emotion. You must never cross a line. You must never fall in love.
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Author R.K. Lilley knocks it out of the park with this first book in the Arcane Angels series!
Venefica’s life is anything but ordinary. Her ambitious mother is always trying to find the perfect love match for her, despite Venefica’s objections. As you can imagine, it puts an unbelievable strain on their relationship. As if that wasn’t enough, Venefica is one of the lucky ones, chosen to have her own guardian. Also known as angels, guardians have one purpose: to protect their charge. They’re absolutely not supposed to fall in love…
Wings of Dusk kicks off this series to one heck of a start. I loved the characters and the fantastic world-building. I was utterly fascinated by this world where angels and magic existed. I couldn’t help but be drawn to Venefica and Battle as soon as I met them. Their banter was so entertaining and you could tell there was a deeper connection simmering between them and I couldn’t wait to see them explore it further.
Filled with delicious tension, secrets, lies, and sexy good times, Wings of Dusk is not to be missed. I was utterly consumed by this story and devoured it in a single sitting. I was on the edge of my seat, wondering what would happen next. And just when I thought I knew where this story would go, the rug was pulled out from me and I was given one heck of a plot twist. The ending flat-out killed me and left me desperate to find out what would happen next.
*I was provided an ARC copy of this book, in exchange for an honest review*
Meet R.K. Lilley
R.K. Lilley lives in Texas with her husband and their two beautiful sons. She’s had a lot of interesting jobs, from being a first class flight attendant, to being a stablehand, but swears she never knew what hard work was until she had children. She’s been addicted to both reading and writing fiction since she can remember. She loves to travel, read, hike, paint, game, watch anime, and make the most of every single day. She is the author of In Flight, Bad Things, and Breaking Him, to name a few.
It’s not every day you ask your older brother’s teammate to be your fake boyfriend. But desperate times call for gorgeous, impulsive measures.
Miles Garrett is a pro basketball player with a heartstopping smile and infamous cocky charm.
But to me, he’s always been more than a celebrity. Miles is the guy who puts friends and family first…and my college crush.
When my sorority sister decides to bring my ex to our reunion, I need a plus-one who can have my back and save my pride. Asking Miles is the perfect solution.
Until he raises the stakes for both of us.
He says he’s only playing to win. He’ll be the best fake boyfriend I’ve ever had.
But his gaze hunts mine across a crowded room. He protects me with a fierceness that steals my breath. Our just-for-show kisses ignite a wildfire inside me.
I’m fighting feelings that have been simmering for years. Soon our pretend relationship starts feeling dangerously legit…
Because it’s hard to fake what’s always been real.
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“Berry’s fifth Kate Hamilton novel combines a cold case and contemporary murder in an outstanding traditional mystery.”—Library Journal, Starred Review
“Fascinating historical research combines with modern murder in this charming page-turner.” —Kirkus Reviews
“A complex, beautifully descriptive mystery . . . Fans of Jane K. Cleland’s Josie Prescott Antiques Mysteries will relish this satisfying series.”—Booklist
“Connie Berry had me at ‘Devon,’ but then added a history museum, a bloodstained dress, and an antiques dealer sleuth—and I realized I had a page-turner of a story on my hands. A Collection of Lies is a welcome addition to the traditional mystery genre. More, please.”—G. M. Malliet, Agatha Award–winning author of the DCI St. Just and the Rev. Max Tudor mysteries
“What a wonderful addition to Connie Berry’s Kate Hamilton series. A Collection of Lies ticks all the boxes: an evocative English countryside setting, a deliciously twisty plot, unique and engaging characters, and elegant prose. A winner from start to finish.”—Jane K. Cleland, Agatha-award winning author of Jane Austen’s Lost Letters
“In USA Today bestselling author Connie Berry’s fifth Kate Hamilton mystery, American antiques dealer Kate Hamilton follows bloodstained clues to discover the truth about the murder of a modern-day Victorian gentleman.
As Kate Hamilton and her new husband, DI Tom Mallory, honeymoon in Devon, a local history museum asks them to trace the provenance of a bloodstained dress said to belong to a Victorian lacemaker accused of murder. If genuine, the dress and its puzzling connections to a nineteenth-century Romani family who camped on Dartmoor will be the centerpiece of a new historic crimes exhibit—exactly Kate’s kind of mystery. But matters turn deadly when a shot is fired during a fundraising gala, injuring the man who donated the dress.
The injured donor, Gideon Littlejohn, is a cybersecurity expert who lives and dresses as a Victorian gentleman, but everyone believes the real target of the attack to be another attendee—a controversial politician intent on rooting out local corruption. This belief is overturned when Gideon is found dead in a pool of blood. But then the politician receives a death threat.
Who was the real target? Who would want to kill both a man with an obsession for history and a tough-on-crime politician? When asked to assist in the investigation, Kate races to discover the truth, as it becomes clear the killer isn’t going to come quietly.”
Connie Berry is an experienced author who specializes in international mysteries. Like her characters, she grew up in the world of fine antiques. When not writing, she enjoys foreign travel, cute animals, and all things British. She received degrees in English from DePauw University and The Ohio State University. A member of Sisters in Crime and Mystery Writers of America, she currently resides with her husband in Ohio.
J. Saman has revealed the gorgeous cover for Undeniably Forbidden!
Releasing: July 22, 2024
Cover Design: Lori Jackson Design
Photographer: Michelle Lancaster
Model: Sean
In my defense, I had no clue the gorgeous guy I had a wildly steamy night with was my brother’s best friend. Or the single dad of the little girl I was about to nanny.
I hadn’t seen Dr. Owen Fritz since I was twelve and he was twenty-four, but even back then, I didn’t care much about him.
He was doing his billionaire, master-of-the-universe, medical school thing, and I was too into art and books to notice anyone.
Now he’s cold and broody, but he doesn’t scare me the way he does everyone else.
He’s been scarred, but I’ve been scarred worse.
We both promise to leave that night in the past, vowing to keep this secret between us and stay professional from now on.
Especially since I’m living with him—sleeping down the hall from him—and his adorable little girl.
Until one night of hell changes everything and all those promises we’ve been struggling to keep don’t just break, they shatter.
Now there’s no holding him back.
And the more he watches me with those magnetic eyes or whisks me into dark corners and puts his heated hands on my body, the more I forget why what we’re doing is so undeniably forbidden.
J. Saman is a USA Today and Amazon top 40 bestselling author who writes sassy, swoony, and scorching contemporary romances. She is addicted to Diet Coke, sour candy, and indie rock. She swears way too much (especially after a glass of wine) and has a penchant for sarcasm (or so her husband and children like to tell her).
J. is an admitted lover of second chance romances, enemies to lovers, and the perfect amount of angst. She is best known for writing funny and emotional romances filled with smart, strong women, and sexy alphas who have a softer side—especially for their women.
Arranged marriage, enemies to lovers, Mafia/cartel romance
As the only daughter of the Kansas City capo, at eighteen years of age, I was given to the son of my father’s consigliere, a man who was expected to accomplish great things for the famiglia. Things didn’t go the way we planned.
There wasn’t love.
My husband was a traitor, taking part in a coup against the famiglia.
My husband is dead.
I’m free.
Until the fateful night my brother, our new capo, informs me that I’ve once again been promised in marriage. He explains that as a childless widow and the daughter of the late capo dei capi, I am desired—requested.
Aléjandro Roríguez is the son of the leader of the Roríguez cartel. My brother married a woman from the cartel, securing the Mafia/cartel alliance. He says that it’s now my turn.
I’ve only met my future husband a few times, but I know without a doubt that I don’t like him. Loving him is impossible. I’ve lived in a marriage without love. I won’t do it again.
Aléjandro lives a dangerous existence.
Death saved me once before.
Maybe it will again.
Have you been Aleatha’d?
TILL DEATH DO US PART is a stand-alone dangerous Mafia/cartel romance in the new “Brutal Vows” series. Each arranged-marriage story is filled with the suspense, intrigue, and heat you’ve come to expect from New York Times bestselling author Aleatha Romig.
Aleatha Romig is a New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author who lives in Indiana. She grew up in Mishawaka, graduated from Indiana University, and is currently living south of Indianapolis. Together with her high-school sweetheart and husband of over thirty years, they’ve raised three children. Before she became a full-time author, she worked days as a dental hygienist and spent her nights writing. Now, when she’s not imagining mind-blowing twists and turns or her new lighter side, she likes to spend her time with her family and friends. Her pastimes include reading and creating heroes/anti-heroes who haunt your dreams!
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