Cover Reveal – The Irish Cowboy by Jessica Marin


Title: The Irish Cowboy (Bear Creek Rodeo)

Author: Jessica Marin

Genre: Contemporary Western Romance

Cover Designer – EDH Graphics

Release Date: May 21st, 2019


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The Kearney Brothers from Ireland are riding into Bear Creek … and into your heart!


Tessa Mandel

The catcalls and whistles get old, but cowboys are a necessary evil when you work at the Bear Creek Rodeo. While rodeo life isn’t for me, it’s the only thing supporting my secret side career. I live a double life, but I know my dream of returning to the big city is close to becoming reality. If being an orphan has taught me anything, it’s that you can’t count on anyone but yourself. Working for the rodeo brings many distractions and I can’t afford the complications that come with sliding between the sheets with a smooth talker in tight jeans and a cowboy hat. I have big plans for myself and none of them include being charmed by any of these cowboy Casanovas.


But then I meet the infamous Rhett Kearney, who makes my stomach flutter by just saying my name. One kiss from his gorgeous Irish lips turn my world upside down and my panties inside out.

My timeline doesn’t include falling for a handsome cowboy… but it might be too late for that.

Rhett Kearney

As one of the top bronc riders in the world, I’m no stranger to hard work that draws out blood, sweat and tears. Every time I leave Ireland to compete, I feel the weight of my birthright square on my shoulders, but nothing compares to the roar of a crowd when I climb onto that bucking horse, riding it as hard as I can for those eight seconds. The goal has always been the same — compete in US National Rodeo Finals and make as much money as I can. It’s a race against time, as age is not your friend when you are a professional cowboy. So I don’t waste my time chasing skirts and getting tangled up with a pretty face who’s looking for her next meal ticket out of town.

But I couldn’t prepare myself for the sassy Tessa Mandel or the punch to the gut when I see her beautiful baby blue eyes flare with desire, making me want to risk it all for one more taste of her honeysuckle kisses.


I didn’t travel halfway around the world to lose. I’m taking home my grand prize… she just doesn’t know it’s her yet.   


Bear Creek Rodeo is a series of contemporary love stories written by bestselling authors Jennifer D. Bokal, Amy L. Gale, Sara Jolene, Jessica Marin and Kirsten Osbourne.


Author Bio:

Jessica Marin began her love affair with books at a young age from the encouragement of her

Grandma Shirley. She has always dreamed of being an author and finally made her dreams of

writing happily ever after stories a reality. She currently resides in Tennessee with her husband,

children and fur babies. When she’s not hanging out with her family, she loves watching a good

movie, going dancing with the ladies, sniffing essential oils and daydreaming of warm beaches,

winning the lotto and world peace.


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Pretty Reckless by LJ Shen


Pretty Reckless, the first standalone in the highly anticipated All Saints High series from USA Today bestselling author L.J. Shen, is coming April 29th and we have the gasp-worthy cover!


In most places, high school is a zoo.

But All Saints High? It’s a lawless jungle.

All the cool kids wear the same brands.

Have the same hair.

Same shoes.

Same cars.

Same hookups.

Same fucking makeup artists, hair stylist and harem of preppy help.

Everything is a copy of a copy of a copy of a copy.

But Daria Followhill? She’s the OG.

Girls want to be her.

Guys want to be INSIDE her.

It really doesn’t get better than this for Queen Bae, does it?

Until HE shows up, turns her kingdom upside down, and breaks her crown…

HE is not what you think.

SHE is not what you expect.

You’re probably thinking in an obvious direction, but let me assure you, this is not where this story is going.

Let the (power) games begin…


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Cover Designer: Letitia Hasser, RBA Designs

Model: Austin Victoria


About LJ Shen:

L.J. Shen is an International #1 best-selling author of Contemporary Romance and New Adult novels. She lives in Northern California with her husband, young son and chubby cat.

Before she’d settled down, L.J. (who thinks referring to herself in the third person is really silly, by the way) traveled the world, and collected friends from all across the globe. Friends who’d be happy to report that she is a rubbish companion, always forgets people’s’ birthdays and never sends Christmas cards.

She enjoys the simple things in life, like spending time with her family and friends, reading, HBO, Netflix and internet-stalking Stephen James. She reads between three to five books a week and firmly believes Crocs shoes and mullets should be outlawed.


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Painting Tomorrow by Haylee Thorne



Phoenix and River positively SIZZLE!
Painting Tomorrow by Haylee Thorne will be live on April 12th!


River Ray is a genius at everything he does, gets everything he wants…except when it comes to love.
He’s never had the urge to look beyond a computer screen to even consider the idea of love.
Until Now. Now, all he can think about is the woman who’s miles out of his league.
Phoenix Kingsley has been dubbed the “Rags to Riches Heiress” by every tabloid.
Not only did she discover she had two siblings, she also became an overnight billionaire.
Adjusting to her new life is difficult, but nothing could have prepared her for the shocking truth she discovers about herself in her mother’s journals.
Through it all, one person still manages to occupy her heart and soul, even if he doesn’t even realize it.
When River Ray is hired to help the Kingsley siblings destroy the man responsible for all their suffering, their attraction can’t be denied.
Will Phoenix and River find more than a shared quest for revenge? Will they be painting a very different Tomorrow?


“I hope you don’t think that I can move like that, Pk.” He says hoarsely.

The tone of his voice has the heat pooling between my thighs. Is he turned on? I giggle. It’s a weird kind of giggle, one that I don’t recognize as my own.

Great, I sound like a weirdo.

I force myself to look up at him and our eyes lock.

“Are you doubting my skills as a teacher?” I say, tone challenging.

I can see the corners of his mouth start to curl up into a small smile, revealing those sexy dimples. He’s about six feet away from me, and he closes that distance some by taking another step forward.

“Not at all. It is more that I doubt the skills of your…student.”

“Hmmm, now that you’ve presented it like that, it’s a challenge to me. Now I want to teach you even more,” I tell him.

He takes another step towards me and my heart seems to think it is running a damn race, beating fast, out of control.

“Your wish is my command,” he tells me, his eyes still locked onto mine.

He takes another step forward and every nerve ending in my body stirs and tingles.

“That’s a dangerous precedent you’re setting there,” I croak.

“I like to live dangerously,” he replies.

Holy fucking shit. Are we flirting here? Or is it wishful thinking on my part?

“Where do you want me?”

It takes me a second to realize what he asked me. I bite my lip. The air is thick with desire, so thick that I can barely breathe. I swallow hard and hold out my hand. He takes it, no hesitation and I lead him to the middle of the dancefloor.

“Wait right here,” I tell him.

He nods. I can feel his eyes burning in my back as I walk away and I swerve my hips just a little more than I would usually. I walk over to the counter where my phone is and scroll through my songs. I smile when my eyes fall on an older but super sexy song by Christina Milian. “Dip it low” is the perfect choice.I think a little smugly to myself. I make my way towards him moving to the beat of the intro as I do. As if I planned it—which let’s be honest here, I kinda did—the beat starts just as I reach him and I place a hand on his shoulder as I drop down and back up with exaggerated movement. I feel a rush of gratification flowing through me as I hear him suck in a breath. I don’t give him a moment to recover, instead, I take his hand and place it on my hip.

“Follow my movements,” I tell him.

I start to move my body to the beat and it isn’t long before he follows. And not just follows, clearly, the man is literally a genius in everything he does. His body mimics my movements as if we were magnets, and he doesn’t have a choice. We maintain eye contact the entire time and it is probably the most intimate moment of my life. I nearly drown in disappointment when the music stops.

“Wow,” he breathes.

“Wow indeed.”

“That was…”

“Yeah, it was.”



“I am going to kiss you now.”

I blink but recover surprisingly fast.

“You did say that my wish was your command.”

His mouth curves into a lopsided smile.

“Yes, I did.”

“Good,” I tell him as I take a step closer. “Because I want you to kiss me.”

“As you wish,” he replies a second before his lips crash down onto mine.

About Haylee

When Haylee Thorne isn’t writing her stories, she works proudly as a registered nurse in Kentucky. Haylee loves to read and watch TV (she may or may not be slightly obsessed with anime), and there aren’t many movies she has not seen. She’s known to enjoy a good glass of champagne, and can eat an unlimited amount of French fries (seriously, it’s a problem). When she has some free time (as in time not spend working or writing), Haylee loves spending time with her family and friends.

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All In by Christie Ridgway



Only great risk leads to great reward…
All In by Christie Ridgway is coming soon on May 2nd!

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Seven Poker Night buddies are very good with their hands…and are about to lose their hearts! Each one comes to learn that only great risk leads to great reward…

John Boone loves women, and avoids focusing on just one until he meets his temporary next-door-neighbor, Gemma Marquette. She’s fancy high heels to his scuffed construction boots and soft pop to his hard rock, yet there’s an attraction that neither can deny. But he also recognizes a woman who wants forever, so he’s determined to keep his hands off until Gemma suggests one way to manage their combustible chemistry…a fling!

Experience has taught Gemma to distrust commitment no matter how much she might desire it, so she’s on a guy hiatus when a handsome, sexy mountain of a man takes notice of her. All those muscles might be too hot to handle, but she finds herself compelled to give it a try…while still holding her heart safe. For as long as she can, that is…

ALL IN is book one in the 7 Stud Club series and is a STANDALONE CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE.

About the Author:

Christie Ridgway is a California native and author of over forty-five contemporary romances. A six-time RITA finalist and USA Today bestselling author, she writes sexy, emotional reads starring determined heroines and the men who can’t help but love them. She has a Career Achievement award from RT Book Reviews and twice has received their Reviewer’s Choice award for best contemporary romance of the year. Married to her college sweetheart, Christie lives in Southern California in a house filled with boys and pets. She writes as an escape from sports equipment, football on TV, and dog hair.

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Ice Hot by Tracy Goodwin

Releases March 5th.


“I didn’t recognize you. Not until tonight. Seeing you, watching the crowd’s reaction to you and your teammates . . . one of my friends Googled you.”

This explains why she’s suddenly so nice. Another woman wanting the famous guy, the hot athlete with wealth. If that’s the guy she wants, who am I to disappoint?

“Page Six only writes half the story, typical for a cheap tabloid.” She smiles. Maybe she’s onto my antics, or not. Regardless, she’s a captive audience as I add, “It’s true that no woman ever says no to me. What they fail to mention is that no woman has ever regretted saying yes.”

Staring at me, she narrows her eyes, sizing me up again. There’s the cynic I met the other day. The woman who suspects I’m full of shit, but there’s a hidden meaning in her bright azure gaze. Her eyes—she sees right through me and I shift uncomfortably, blinking first, which is completely unlike me.

Leaning against the bar, she asks, “Do you want to get shot down?” Her tone is subtle and not the least bit snarky. Like she wants to know my answer.

Words escape me. Women talk to me, but never listen. Or they listen just long enough to reply. They’re interested in winning over the sports star and care about the promise of celebrity that being in my company can bring. I don’t remember the last time a woman asked me what I want. It’s . . . refreshing. Intimidating. Even for a guy like me who doesn’t get rattled often.

“Do I seem like the type to judge a man by a gossip column?” She seems sweet, says all the right things. “You told your team to fuck off, yet they’re watching us. Waiting for you to crash and burn. At least that’s my opinion.”

She distracts me. Her questions, her intense scrutiny, her take on everything. I down a gulp of my drink and grimace. Shit, that’s strong. She’s still staring, waiting for me to answer. “You’re right. One of my teammates struck out. They’re hoping I do the same.”

“But you’re their leader, right?” She makes it sound like I’m an alien in some sci-fi movie.

Scratching the short stubble on my chin, I correct her. “I’m their captain.”

“Okay, Captain. Do you want me to turn you down so you fit in with them?”

Her offer is thoughtful, but I’ve got something else on my mind now. “I’ve wanted your number since the gas station. If you think I’m giving up a chance to get to know you—”

“What’s your number?” She places her thumb against her iPhone, using the Touch ID to unlock the screen. Her cell is encased in a glittery rose gold. Sparkly, but not gaudy. Though I don’t know her, I know enough to deduce that it fits her personality.

As I recite my number, her fingers type at a rapid rate. My cell immediately vibrates in my pocket. “I just texted you. Add me to your contacts. My name is Serena.”

She is so close now that her scent intoxicates me. More musk than floral, it’s a total turn-on. So is she. Especially when she plants her hands firmly on the fabric over my abs, then slowly, methodically, slides them upward, past my pecs, until her warm palms reach my neck. She leans into me even closer, her voice a raspy murmur as her breath fans my cheek. “Let’s put on a show. You’re a virile, hotter-than-hot sports star. You believe that your mere touch will ignite my lady parts, and why not? You’re Christian fucking Chase, right?”

To hear her say the word fucking sends my blood rushing straight to my cock. Her touch, her warm palms against my neck, causes my muscles to tense. My erection swells, in sync with my raspy breaths. Her full lips, so close to mine that I want to kiss them, upturn in a seductive grin.

“You with your brown hair, mesmerizing eyes a rich amber, chiseled jaw, and a rock-hard body to die for . . . who could say no to you, right?” Serena bites her lower lip and it sends a jolt of electricity through to my cock. “I hate to break it to you, baby, but I’m your first no.”

With her last word, her voice bellows through the bar as she shoves me aside. “Let me clarify. I’m saying NO in all caps. Those guys dared you to come over here after your pal was shot down. I know it, and so do you. The only reason my knee hasn’t made contact with your balls is because you have excellent fashion sense. Trust me when I say that Hugo Boss has saved you from a world of hurt tonight.”

Forget Hugo, Serena is a fucking boss. Even I believe her.


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