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The Other Brother by Lucy Felthouse

The Other Brother

Calendar Men (Mr. June), Book 6
by Lucy Felthouse

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eBook ISBN: 9781613337059

Photographer Melodie Carr moved to New York City to escape the death of her fiancé in Iraq. Seeing Patrick Brogan — her late fiancé’s brother — brings up all kinds of memories, but she’s determined to push them aside and persuade him to take part in her calendar. But is that all he’ll take part in?

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Cold Warriors by Clare Dargin

Cold Warriors

The Warriors of Sidereal Command
by Clare Dargin

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eBook ISBN: 978-1-61333-013-5
Print ISBN: 978-1613335680

Left in cryogenic stasis for nearly a century, Caitlin Driskoll is awakened and drafted into a war she knows nothing about. Expected to defend a world where her kind is despised and expendable, she discovers love and respect from the one man who can’t be associated with her.

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Outback Dirty by JoAnne Kenrick

Outback Dirty

Calendar Men (Mr. January), Book 1
by JoAnne Kenrick

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eBook ISBN: 9781613336410

Chris Ruter’s plan for Australia Day is to beat the heat by letting the beer flow. His New York ex, Janine, seems determined to drive her sharp stiletto through the wall he’s built to avoid memories of her–but does she want him in front of her camera or in her bed?

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Tantric Storm by Kali Willows

Tantric Storm

1Night Stand (multi-author series)
by Kali Willows

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eBook ISBN: 9781613334843

Therapist Laura Wellington is eager to end her sexual dry spell. Her skill of helping couples achieve personal happiness is illusive in her own life. Through the services of 1NS, she jets off to a small island in Spain for a spectacular night of mind-blowing pleasure, but her match has a challenge that might make her goal unreachable.

Declan Tempest hasn’t had a climax in years. Not because he can’t, but because he won’t; his dire fear over the consequences of fulfillment deter him. Declan turns to the aid of Madame Eve to create a match that can allow him the satisfaction he desperately needs, despite the challenge he deems a dark curse.

Can the two of them find release while they battle a tantric storm?

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Virgin Under Ground by Kate Richards

Virgin Under Ground

1Night Stand (multi-author series)
by Kate Richards

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eBook ISBN: 9781613334621

Doctorate in hand, Jane Ann Summers is ready to return to the South Seas paradise of her youth, when the director of the institute—her mother—drops a bomb. She cannot return until she experiences more of life…a social life.

Determined to waste no time, Jane searches for a shortcut and discovers the 1Night Stand dating service. A single night with geologist Dr. Lukas Gerard, and she can go home and get on with her fascinating study of world weather trends. The only question is whether to have sex with him…after all, it would be her first, and maybe only, time.

Lukas’s own field of study has shown him some alarming trends. He believes a killer earthquake may rattle the western half of the United States in the near future. In preparation, he converts an abandoned gold mine to a secret bunker, loaded with supplies and all the comforts of home. Only thing he needs now is company in his hideaway. Unsure how to find the right companion, he turns to 1Night Stand, but neither he nor Jane are prepared for the sudden impact of one of Madame Eve’s connections.

One night teaches them there is more to life than science…for both of them.

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Fool's Gold by Cassandra Dean

Fool’s Gold

Western Escape, Book 12
Diamond Series, Book 2
by Cassandra Dean

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eBook ISBN: 9781613334386

Christmas in Freewill

Christmas Eve, the Diamond Saloon is empty of its people, and Pearl la Monte has a hankering to retire early. A pounding at the door rids her of such a fool notion. Her irritation rises when she sees the prissy, polite-like Garrett standing outside.

Ethan Garrett has a powerful need to gain succor. When the saloon’s voluptuous redheaded singer scowls at him from the threshold of the Diamond, he doesn’t stop to think on how his ire at her has disappeared. Or how he just wants to spend some time in her company.

When a blizzard storms in, trapping them, will they spend their time arguing or discover their irritation disguises something more?

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Fractured Paradise by Alexa Bourne

Fractured Paradise

Honor Guard, Book 3
by Alexa Bourne

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eBook ISBN: 9781613333891

Technical analyst for the International Protective Network, Rachel Grant arrives in Sunderland intent on tidying up her grandmother’s cottage, but the disaster she discovers requires more than a gentle sweep of a dust rag. Determined to please the most important person in her life, she trades her computer keyboard for a hammer and nails to make the repairs. She doesn’t count on the chilly reception from the locals who want to claim Nan’s home as their own.

Tour guide Aidan Camden wants to buy the cottage. He’s determined to acquire the property no matter how attractive he finds the current occupant. However, when tragedy strikes, throwing them both into a tailspin, he discovers he wants more than the house. He longs for the sexy American as well. Can Aidan put his own ghosts to rest in time to save the woman who’s claimed his heart?

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Hot Winter Kiss by JoAnne Kenrick

Hot Winter Kiss

by JoAnne Kenrick

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eBook ISBN: 9781613334058

Hot winter kisses to warm broken hearts….

Sick of tending to everyone else’s needs around the holidays, divorced barmaid and granny Sandra ferries it from London to Belfast. All she wants for Christmas is some peace with a romance story in front of a roaring fire in a remote Irish castle. What she gets is a most unexpected Christmas present from her friends at Bell’s—A 1Night Stand with a young Irishman.

Can she hack it in the real world of romance, or are life’s complications and treacherous snowstorms best left to the pages of a book?

Newly widowed Ardan Draighean owns Ballygalley castle. Once run as a hotel with his late wife, the stone building now serves as a home for him and his son. After hearing about Madame Eve’s matchmaking skills, he contacts her in search of the perfect match. Although much older than him—by fifteen years—Sandra is his ideal woman. Be damned if he’ll let a good story get in the way of his happy ever after with her.

Hot winter kisses are all this couple needs to stay warm this Christmas, but will the heat stay long after the magical season of mistletoe has finished?

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White Wedding
Guardian Agency, Book 1
by Ursula Sinclair

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eBook ISBN: 9781936394050
Print ISBN: 978-1613331699

It’s Shanna’s dream to have a white wedding. But her dream becomes a nightmare when, just before she walks down the aisle, her fiancé is seen kissing his best man. She looks to Ross for protection and comfort, and it turns out he may be exactly what she needs.

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The day had gotten away from him. After checking his watch, Ross Marshall decided to walk back to his office anyway. It was only a few blocks; besides, a little fresh air — at least, as fresh as it could get in Los Angeles — never hurt anyone.
His meeting that evening had been successful, and he’d agreed to take the job. There would have been a time his security firm, The Guardian Agency, would have taken any job that walked through the door. Not anymore — now he could afford to pick and choose. He employed fifteen men he hired out as bodyguards to Hollywood’s elite, and another five whose specialty was commercial security. It was his area of expertise, but he wouldn’t be able to start the new job for another week. He had to follow up on some previous work. One requiring him to travel to a sunny, less smog-filled location, and the building he had to evaluate happened to overlook the Caribbean Sea.
Yeah, at times his life was hard. He grinned.
As he neared the church on the corner, his footsteps slowed. A white Hummer limousine was parked at the curb in front of the church. Curious, he slowed down even more as he approached the car. He wasn’t alone. A handful of people had stopped on the sidewalk to watch the partially open door of the church.
“I think it’s a wedding?” he heard the woman in front of him say. She might have been correct because right beside him, the words ‘JUST MARRIED’ were spray-painted across the back window of the limousine.
“No one famous,” someone else said. “I don’t see any paparazzi.”
A man chuckled. “Probably hiding behind a bush.”
Ross grinned at the man, but a sound from the doorway had him swinging his head back in that direction.
“Oh, I hope we get to see the bride,” another woman said.
“Wait, I think that’s her.”
The door opened wider, and a woman in a wedding dress ran out of the church. The lights flanking the walkway illuminated the garment, causing it to sparkle against her warm brown skin; a trail of white floated like a cloud behind her over the stone steps. His lungs stopped working for a second at the picture she created. It took another second for his brain to register what he had seen.
She ran out of the church alone.
“Wait!” The shout came from a woman in a long emerald dress clutching a small suitcase in her hands. She made her way quickly down the steps. The would-be bride had reached the sidewalk, but stopped and turned to wait for the woman to catch up to her.
Ross heard her say, “Here, you’ll need this.” Then she shoved the suitcase and a purse toward the bride.
“I…I’ll call you in a few days.” Her voice was soft, shaky. They hugged; the bride’s
back was to him, but he could see tears in the other woman’s eyes. Whatever had happened, he was sure no wedding had taken place. He felt something stir in his chest for the woman in white. She turned around and, for an instant, their gazes collided.
Her lush mouth trembled in an oval face. Large, dark eyes were red from crying, but her makeup remained intact. She was close enough he could reach out and rub the tear tracks from her face. His hand rose to do just that, but instead of touching her he turned his arm and opened the rear door of the limo.
“Thank you,” she whispered, still watching him.
“You’re welcome.”
She glanced away before climbing in, pulling her dress and train up and out of the way. He shut the door and stepped back. A woman near him on the sidewalk said to no one in particular, “I wonder what happened to the groom?”
To his surprise, an angry voice behind them answered.
“The bastard was kissing the best man in the damn dressing room.”
He turned toward the voice. It was the woman who had come out of the church bringing the suitcase, and who closely resembled the would-be bride.
She snorted before continuing.
“Thank God, before the ceremony.” After making that announcement, she turned and ran back up the stairs. By then, other people drifted out of the church.
“Show’s over,” Ross said, and continued on his way back to the office to retrieve his car.
But even after he’d arrived home and packed his bags for his early-morning flight, he wasn’t concentrating on work. Instead, he couldn’t get the image of the sad, soulful eyes of the beautiful almost-bride out of his head.
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The cab pulled up in front of his hotel on the island of Margarita, but he wasn’t
tired after his long flight. It had been a few years since he’d last visited the island, and it hadn’t changed much. The sun was hot and the water looked inviting. He took a deep breath; now this was fresh air. The myriad and flavorful scents of the island filled his lungs.
The office building requiring his services was located just a few blocks down the street from his hotel, but he didn’t have to be there until tomorrow. After checking in and putting his suitcase in his room, he took off his jacket, changed into Keen sandals, and headed for the elevators. His destination—a closer look at all that blue water from the beachside bar, and the babes in barely-there clothing. He had to walk through the pool area to get to the beach access, and he did it slowly.
There were a few bodies worthy of a second — okay, maybe a third — look. Movement in his peripheral vision had him turning his head to see a body poised on the diving board — a body he’d like to more than look at. Her skin, a natural, honey brown, glowed with health against the bright orange strips of cloth covering strategic areas on a beautifully sculpted body. A body curving in perfectly where it needed to and out again, without an ounce of unnecessary flesh. The woman raised her hands above her head, bringing his attention to her taunt stomach, and pulled her full breasts—which were neither too small, nor so large they had to be fake—up and almost out of her top. She took one hop off the diving board and executed a perfect dive into the pool, barely causing a splash.
She swam underwater for half the length of the pool before surfacing and swimming above to the other end. Walking up the inlayed steps, she got out and headed over to a lounge chair. Drawn to her, he retraced his steps. As she toweled off her hair, he observed her. Her back seemed to be a study in curves, and he grinned at the two dimples peeking at him above her bikini line. They sat in the middle of the handles of a scissors tattoo. Ross wanted to dip his tongue into each indentation and trace the tattoo lines. His grin widened in appreciation of a rear as perfectly proportioned and enticing as the front.
She turned and, glancing up, spotted him staring at her. Her eyes widened an instant before he recognized her.
“Do I know you?” Her voice was husky, sexy and sweet at the same time. His balls tightened just thinking about her whispering his name like that into his ear. Her lips were wet from the pool, cranberry-colored and puckered like she was already preparing for his kiss. He stifled a groan.
“We met last night,” he said, holding out his hand. “But weren’t introduced. My name’s Ross Marshall.”
“Oh, yes.” Her dark chocolate-colored eyes closed briefly and then reopened to look right at him. “Yes, I remember. Are you following me?”
“I could be, but I’m not—not yet.”
She smiled, showing no fear of him, and took his hand. The neurons in every cell of his body fired on contact, right down to the ones in his toes. Her beautiful eyes widened, and the touch of sadness he’d read in them disappeared for a moment. Meanwhile, his heart thudded against his ribcage in a bid for release. God, she was lovely. He silently swore to himself he’d do whatever he could to continue to banish that look of sadness from her eyes. She pulled at emotions in him no other woman ever had. Hell, his heart never beat like this for a woman, and he would find out why her.
He took the end of the towel she held in front of her. “May I?” he asked.
She released it and sat down on the side of the lounge chair, turning her back to him so he could finish drying her hair. He sat beside her and rubbed the towel from her scalp to the ends of her hair until it was as dry as he could get it. When he finished, he ran his fingers through her tresses to get the tangles out. Her hair was soft and curled around his thumb. He gathered it all together and pulled it back to make a short ponytail resting at her nape.
He lifted the wet tip to his nose. “I can smell the chorine in your hair.” And it turned him on. Damn. Chorine, of all things. Hell, everything about her led him to one thought. Staking a claim, one without an expiration date. Her ex-fiancé was a fool.
He wasn’t.
“I know,” she said, unaware of his thoughts. “I think they dump the stuff in there by the boat-load.”
She twisted around and he reluctantly released her hair, dropping his hand to rest on the lounge chair near her waist. Her thigh brushed up against his, but he didn’t move or stand up to give her room. They were so close — if he leaned forward, even a little, his shirt-covered chest would rub against her bare arm.
He captured her gaze instead, silently wanting her to give him a chance. At what, he wasn’t sure. But he had to try.
“You still haven’t told me your name.”
“Shanna Stiles.”
“Would you like me to help you wash it off, Shanna?”
Her eyes flickered wider in surprise. Not giving her an opportunity to respond, he stood up and offered his hand. Without taking her gaze from his, she wrapped the damp towel around her waist and raised her small hand to his. He liked the color of the nail polish painted on the tips of her nails. Instead of the white he’d seen before, it was frosted orange to match her bathing suit.
With a smile on his face, he closed his hand around hers and expelled the breath caught in his lungs, and realized she did the same. Whatever was going on between them, she must have felt something, too. He tugged her hand gently to pull her up. She bent down and stood up with a matching beach bag. The top of her head reached his chin.
“Come on, let’s go,” Shanna said.

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Surrender to Love by Sascha Illyvich

Surrender to Love
1Night Stand (multi-author series)
by Sascha Illyvich

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eBook ISBN: 978-1-61333-216-0

In order to cure the dreaded creative rut she’s in, Livia ends up in Las Vegas by suggestion from her therapist. Oh and there’s a catch. Livia‘s been set up to have a one night stand with a very handsome man who promises her freedom through submission. Can she surrender to more than just passion?

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