Preservation By Kate Canterbary

One wild weekend.

After waking up in bed

together—very naked and even more hungover—the terms and conditions of their

arrangement no longer apply. Now they’re faced with something riskier than

exposing their fake relationship:

letting go of the past and zipping up the future.
 
Some things have to

fall apart before they can be put back together.

Preservation by Kate Canterbary 

The two of us, we didn’t speak the same language. And it wasn’t like I needed him to talk. He could just sit there and look pretty and my night would be better for it.

Notice by K Webster

I didn’t notice her before…but now I do.
The shiny strands of gold in her silky brown hair.
Tiny crinkles between her eyebrows when she frowns.
Her passion for neatness.

This is the End, Baby by K Webster

This is the End, Baby War & Peace #7 by K. Webster Publication Date: May 23, 2017 Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Dark Romance Purchase: Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AUS | Nook | Apple | Kobo ***This is the seventh and final book in the series. First six books must be read…

COVER REVEAL: THIS IS THE END, Baby by K Webster

They say the king is the most powerful piece on the board.
However, they haven’t met me.
This queen knows all the rules. She plays the game better than him.
In my game, the queen can knock the king right off the board.

Game over.
The END.

EXCERPT REVEAL: Preservation by Kate Canterbary

Some things have to fall apart before they can be put back together.   PRESERVATION The Walshes #7 Kate Canterbary Releasing May 23, 2017 Vesper Press Two lonely hearts. Just once, she’d like to be someone’s first choice. She’s strong-willed and spunky, but she’s left picking up the pieces from her ex’s lies and manipulations,…

Checked into Love by Rochelle Paige

Who in the hell did he think he was? He might have been the hottest guy I’d ever seen in my life—one who’d messed with my head enough to make my self-imposed break from men last ridiculously long, even though my career was flourishing—but that didn’t mean he had the right to tell me what to do.

“Why the fuck wouldn’t I? I’m not your girlfriend. I’m just some woman you talked to for a few hours nine months ago. I’m surprised you even remember my name.”

“I remember a fuck of a lot more than your name, Cecily,” he rumbled.

“Cee-Cee,” I snapped. “Nobody but my family calls me Cecily.”

“If you didn’t want me to think of you that way, you shouldn’t have introduced yourself to me as Cecily.”

He made an excellent point, one I’d wondered about myself quite a few times. I never gave my full name when I met new people, not even in a professional setting. Yet, that’s exactly what I’d done with him. I’d been surprised when my name had slipped out of my mouth back then, and I still wasn’t sure why I’d done it, except that it had felt right at the moment.

Maybe it was because I’d wanted him to see me as a Cecily, a woman who was more mysterious and sophisticated than fun-loving Cee-Cee. Or it could have just been because Cecily sounded sexier than Cee-Cee. Either way, it apparently hadn’t mattered because he’d easily forgotten about my existence in the few minutes I was in the bathroom.

“Fine,” I huffed. “You can call me whatever you want, but it doesn’t change the fact that I’m nobody important to you.”

“Only because you pulled a disappearing act on me!”

His deep blue eyes flared, in what looked like barely suppressed rage mixed with a hint of hurt. But that didn’t make any sense considering what I’d seen with my own two eyes that night. “I didn’t think you’d care. You seemed happy enough with that brunette at the bar when I came out of the bathroom.”

“The brunette at the bar,” he echoed softly, the anger in his expression oddly replaced by a flash of humor as he chuckled wryly. “All that time, wasted over a simple misunderstanding. It fucking figures.”

I Don’t by Ella Fox

When he touched hit tongue to mine for the first time, something inside of me shifted as pieces of my puzzle found their home.