​There are some paths in your life you’re never meant to take.
Yet, by some twist of fate, you find yourself on the forbidden road all the same.
 
Those are the words I stumble upon when I unearth a hidden journal that once belonged to my grandmother.
 
A hidden journal that details a heartbreaking affair with her husband’s brother. It’s a family secret I’m unprepared to deal with, especially when my own life begins to parallel hers.
 
Sawyer Gallagher was never on my radar. The moment I met his younger brother, I was taken. Done for. Love-drunk.
 
But, some things aren't meant to last and at the age of thirty-three, I find myself divorced, penniless and living with my parents. When Sawyer stops by our family’s antique store, asking for a job, I figure: Why the heck not? Life can’t get much worse.
 
It doesn’t take long to realize just how different the Gallagher brothers are. Sawyer is kind, supportive, and, oh, did I mention sexy as hell?
 
In a small town like ours, I can’t help but ask myself…
Can I fall for my former brother-in-law?
Or is this just history repeating itself? 

What is the Bastard Bachelor Society?
 
It’s a gentleman’s club—like the dignified men of the past used to have.
 
Except, we’re not gentleman, and we’re not dignified.
 
We’re ineligible bachelors; bored, jaded and not looking for relationships. Quite the opposite actually… 
 
We’re so committed to being single, we’ve created a high stakes bet to see who can remain single the longest. Rules are involved. Prizes.
 
Laugh it up, but I’m no loser. 
 
Enemy number one to my single status? My irresistible neighbor, Abbott Margolis. She with her evil cat Desdemona, and Sexy AF pencil skirts. She’s kind and beautiful and hilarious. We can’t get involved, no matter how much her meddling grandmother pushes us together. But if I was going to loose this bet for anyone? It would for Abbott. 
 
Let’s face facts: I’m a bastard, unwilling to settle down. 
 
Especially when there’s a bet to win.

​Two sisters. One unsolved murder. A sickening plot for revenge.
 
When Mackenzie Wright attends her first real high school party, held somewhere deep in the woods of her small California town, no one expects to wake up the next morning to news of a gruesome murder. Especially not her own sister’s.
 
No suspects.
No motive.
No convictions.
Just one unsolved murder and whatever’s left of the now deserted town.
 
Mackenzie has spent years with her sister’s death weighing heavily on her shoulders, but it isn’t until she stumbles across a photograph that changes everything for her. The memories, everything from that night, come flashing back in high-speed technicolor and Mackenzie soon finds herself obsessed with the truth.
 
Determined to find out what really happened to her sister, Mackenzie relies on that one photograph to give her the answers she needs by embedding herself into the lives of five of the wealthiest men in Los Angeles.  Consumed by her need for

After all those years of being just friends, suddenly we’re insatiable.
 
 
I didn’t mean to see him naked--it was an accident.
 
It had to be, right?
 
Because Noah McCormick and I have never been anything more than friends. In all the years I’ve known him, he’s never once laid a finger on me. And even though he was a cute lifeguard at 16 and a hotter-than-hell sheriff’s deputy at 34, he's always been that protective guy I could trust to keep his hands to himself. I never wanted to mess with that.
 
Until I walked in on him getting out of the shower and saw his hard, muscular body totally bare and dripping wet. At that moment I never wanted to mess with anything so badly in my entire life.
 
I should have covered my eyes. Said I was sorry. At the very least, I could have handed him a towel.
 
After all, I was only in town for a few days, and he was just doing me a favor by escorting me to my sister’s wedding. It wasn’t a real date.

Theo Cruz, a New York man known for his family’s billion-dollar empire, Cruz Enterprises, has been indicted this afternoon in the Court of Public Opinion on charges of Bro-Code Conspiracy.
 
Chief counsel for the prosecution, Caplin Hawkins, spoke candidly about the accusation.
 
“Once thought of as a best friend to many—including myself—Theo Cruz has officially turned his back on human decency. He’s conniving and dishonest, and a habitual offender of Bro-Code Law 676. He’ll rue the day he forgot that you never—under any circumstances—get involved with your best friend’s little sister.”
 
Fact: I haven’t actually been arrested or indicted.
More important fact: I inadvertently messed up--big-time.
 
Two strangers in a foreign country, we said hello.
Hello turned into a kiss.
A kiss turned into a rendezvous.
And a rendezvous turned into more than I’d ever imagined.
 
But her unruly golden curls and beautiful body hid an important detail--She’s my mouthiest billionaire best friend’s forbidden little sister.

Logan Heath was the sweetest and most beautiful boy I had ever seen. He was popular, smart, and the star quarterback of Fort Johnson High. Every girl in school followed him around in hopes of getting his attention. I was no different, except that I admired Logan from afar. With him being a superstar junior and me being an awkward freshman at a new school our coupling was a mere pipedream. 

Implementing my topnotch investigating skills I learned from reading The Nancy Drew Mysteries, I followed Logan’s life from high school through his college career, and then some. Fearing that my stalker-ish tendencies were becoming more of a mental health issue, I purposely lost track of him five years ago. I admit since that time I have thought of Logan. And when I say thought I mean he has popped into one or forty R-rated dreams of mine.
​
 The day he walked into my bakery, butterflies fluttered in my stomach, tingles tingled my skin, and a sequence of R-rated dreams flashed through my head. But I was no longer that awkward teenager, too scared to speak to him. I had grown into a confident woman. A woman who wanted to admire Logan Heath up close and personal. Unfortunately, from the very beginning Logan wanted something from me that I was not willing to give him.   

College parties, beer, and one-night stands—that was my life.
 
 
Now, I hunt down criminals, ethically or not, but if no one’s asking, then I’m not telling. Drinking and women are still included, though I can’t seem to forget the girl who almost gave me her virginity. She would’ve until I realized she was too young, and I wasn’t looking to get thrown into jail.
 
 
In a twist of fate, we’re reunited, except she’s no longer underage but still equally off-limits.
 
After ignoring her relentless advances, she starts to wear me down. I only have so much willpower when she’s around, running her smart mouth and showing off her impeccable dance moves.
 
 
Just when my restraint starts to crumble, my poor choices finally catch up with me, putting us both in danger.
 
 
There’s no easy way to explain why I betrayed her, but I’ll do whatever it takes to keep her safe—even if it means breaking her heart.

​I’ve spent eight years wishing I’d fall out of love with Derek Knightley. Blowing out birthday candles, chasing after shooting stars, making it rain spare change into mall fountains—every time it’s the same wish: forget about Derek.
 
But the day he walks back into my life, I realize there are two things time has yet to soften: my feelings for him and his chiseled jawline.
 
It’s infuriating that my heart still races when he walks into a room. I refuse to fall prey to old unrequited love, so I decide the less I’m around him, the better. Avoidance is key.
 
Unfortunately, Derek isn’t going to make it easy. As a teenager, I would have crawled on my hands and knees to attract his attention. Now I can’t seem to escape it.
 
I’m not sure why he’s bothering. He’s not just out of my league—he’s out of my tax bracket. As the sole heir to the Knightley Company, he’s as close to American royalty as you can get. As for me, I’m just a part-time princess at Knightley’s flagship magical theme park.
 
I spend my days playing make-believe, but Derek has no use for fairytales. His unwavering confidence makes it clear he thinks I’ll surrender in the end.

​“I do.” Two little words I’ve always wanted to say...
 
You know before I turned into a perpetually single, TV-dinner-eating party of one with thirty cats and a worn-out BOB. Wink. Wink.
 
I’ve swiped left, right, up, down. I’m over it! Now I’m taking matters into my own manicured hands and changing the dating game with my guaranteed to set a date love app.
 
The only thing standing in my way? Owen Decker. And his huge...ego.
 
With his perfect hair, perfect teeth, and less than perfect proposal. Not the down-on-one-knee kind. Oh no. A business proposal to merge my dating app with the Hotline Hookup brand. 
 
What harm could it do? Owen is the last person I would walk down the aisle to. After all, he’s my brother’s best-friend and business partner.
 
Been there. Done that. Literally.
 
I guess you can say we’re frenemies with benefits. 

​ The Boss Who Stole Christmas (Reindeer Falls #1)
Release Date: November 7th
 
 
Blurb:

Dear Santa,
 
Please bring me a new boss for Christmas. Mine is the worst. The worst, hidden in a six foot tall package of male perfection. It’d be easier if he looked like an old Scrooge, wouldn’t it?
 
Nick Saint-Croix doesn’t look like an old scrooge. He’s hot as-
 
Um, never mind. Just bring me a new boss. Please.
 
Sincerely,
Holly Winter

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Title: Waiting for the Sun
Duet: Hand Over My Heart Duet #2
Author: Lindsey Iler
Release: November 4, 2019
Genre: NA Romance

Blurb:

​I’m unapologetically in love with Nick Kovac.
 
He can claim to hate me and blame me for everything.
 
I’ll fight for us both.
 
He severs the promise he made, leaving me on the hockey rink floor, heartbroken and alone.
 
It doesn’t take me long to stand with my head held high, while he's being a coward. Stuck between push and pull, everything we are is in question.
 
Sometimes the answers are in the stars. Others, it’s where the sun shines that our lives change.

Shay Gable hated my guts, and I hated hers, too.
 
We went out of our way to avoid one another at all times. When she came my direction, I went the other. When we locked eyes, she’d turn and walk away.
 
All of that changed the day I was presented with a challenge. It started out as a stupid bet: make Shay fall in love with me before I fell in love with her first.
 
That was an easy bet for me to win.
I didn’t love, I hardly liked.
 
Yet slowly the game started to shift. Shay made me crave things I never knew I wanted like love, happiness, and her.
 
The closer we grew, the more she challenged my darkness, and the parts I kept locked away.
 
The hurts.
The pains.
The truth.
 
The game between us became too real, our feelings intermixed, and the risks of hurting one another grew higher.

“Bully to the highest degree. Heartless Hero is a must read for 2019.” Sarah, Musings of the Modern Belle
 
There are rules to being Abigail Crowne’s bodyguard, rules to watching the infamous billion-dollar heiress, otherwise known as the Reject Princess.
 
Never forget your place, always put the Crowne name above all else, and never, ever hurt the Reject.
 
Especially don’t torment the Reject.
 
Even if she is a spoiled brat.
 
So when an opportunity presents itself to punish her, you definitely shouldn’t take it.
Then again, Abigail loves to be tortured, and I’ve waited patiently for revenge.
 
I’ll keep her safe... with cruel protection.
 
Love is off limits with Abigail Crowne, but no one said anything about hate.