Release Day: BRYCE by Jeannine Colette and Lauren Runow

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Title: Bryce: A Sexton Brothers Novel

Age Group: Adult

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: November 15, 2018

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Book Description

“Truth or dare?”

“I’ll take your dare.”

“Kiss me.”


I don’t believe in Prince Charming, but when I met a handsome stranger on a rooftop his words intrigued me and his dares left nothing but temptation.


Then I learned the truth.


His name is Bryce Sexton. Media mogul, workaholic and a heart of stone. He’s broody AF and yet every woman in San Francisco wants him.


So why won’t he leave me alone?


Wherever I go, he’s there, trying to force his way into my world. What he doesn’t know is I already have a man in my life. A tiny redhead who loves Legos and Superheroes.


With every push, Bryce pulls me in further. Our pasts are laced with betrayal. Our futures are unpredictable. Our chemistry is explosive.


With each dare I uncover a truth, but he's exactly what I don’t need right now.


So why did I have to go and kiss him?

So, I didn’t read Austin and I’m kicking myself for that but luckily… I can fix that at any time. Bryce was a great surprise! Since I haven’t read either of these authors before I had no idea what to expect but again, this was a fantastic surprise! I was so pulled into this emotionally-charged story… full of fun and charm. I definitely feel like I missed a bit with the family drama by not reading Austin. I could tell there was a bit that I didn’t learn previously. I’m missing some info on Missy and things didn’t end here either. If you haven’t read the first book in the series, I would say you need to start at Austin’s first. I think it can be pulled off but you’re gonna be missing the backstory.

Anyway, Lauren Runow and Jeannine Colette flowed so well together. They intertwined so well that you wouldn’t know where one starts and another ends. The characters are fabulous! The personalities are strong, you either love them or hate them but they make you feel them no matter what your feelings are. I really enjoyed Tessa the most. She had this fun spark that was full of life.

I received an ARC of this book with the hope that I would leave an Unbiased Opinion. I was not required to leave a review, positive or otherwise, and my opinions are just that... my opinions.

  

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“Tell me a secret.”

“I’m falling for you.”


Austin Sexton is the man I’ve always tried to stay away from. He’s arrogant, entitled and a total ass. That’s why I didn’t bother giving him my name last night. We’ll never see each other again.


Or so I thought.


Imagine my surprise when I start my new job only to come face-to-face with the blue eyes I just declared all wrong for me. No, he’s not my boss, but being my boss’ brother seems almost worse.

No matter how hard I try to push him away, his secrets draw me in. When it comes to a Sexton that could be lethal...for my heart.

I have his secrets and I won’t tell a soul. Now I just have to not fall for him completely.

COVER & EXCERPT REVEAL: Heartbreak Warefare by Heather M. Orgeron and Kate Stewart

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Contemporary Romance

Stand Alone

Designed by: Letitia Hasser RBA designs

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Blurb:

Briggs,

Remember when we parted ways in Germany? It was the day I broke your heart. What you didn't know was that I was breaking mine too.

I thought they’d be enough–my husband and my son. That I’d get home and everything would go back to the way it was . . .

Before the war.

Before the ambush.

Before you.

But, no matter how hard I try, I can’t erase the trauma we shared. I can’t seem to forget the way my heart beat in time with yours.

The truth is I’m lost without you.

I thought the nightmare was over when they pulled us from that hole in the ground, but nothing could have prepared me for the war I’d face at home.

I know it’s selfish of me to ask, but, please, I have to see you one last time. . .

All my love,

Scottie

EXCERPT:

“I need you to break my heart,” she declares, wringing her hands nervously. “Give me a reason to hate you, because wanting you this way is…it’s ruining me. It’s ruining my life.”



She is dead serious.

Lifting her chin, as if ready to take a blow, her turbulent eyes implore mine. “Tell me about them. Tell me about all of the women you’ve been with since Germany.”



“No.” I shake my head. “Hell no.”



“Oh, please, Briggs. How long did you wait? A few days?” She laughs sarcastically. “I bet you didn’t even make it a day.”


She’s coming out guns blazing, and I can see it’s physically killing her to do it.



“Are we playing the guessing game? Do I get to ask how many times you’ve fucked your husband?”



“Sure,” she says with a shrug. “We’ll trade. You go first.”



She’s bluffing, and I’m calling her on it.



“Don’t do this, Scottie. You don’t really want to hear about that.”


“Humor me, Briggs.” Her eyes plead with mine. “I need to hear this.”



“Fine. You want the truth?”



She nods.



“Complete honesty?”



Again, she bobs her head.



She stands stock-still as I pace the small room, feeling the blood begin to boil beneath my overheated skin.



Fuck it.

I stalk back toward her, stopping inches away. “You really want to know that there have been so many that I’ve lost count? How they’re all blondes with blue eyes? But the blue, it’s never right, and their smiles—all wrong.”



She swats at the fresh tears that trail down her cheeks as her lips begin to tremble. Reaching out, she places a hand on my chest, and I know that she must feel the way my heart is pounding against my rib cage, reaching for her. Always reaching for her.



I jerk myself away and brand that touch to memory.



In about forty-five seconds, my heart is going to implode. I start ticking them down.



“You want me to tell you all about how I have to drink myself stupid, till their faces blur enough that I can pretend…” I pause running a hand down my face. “So that I can pretend they’re you? You want to know how fucking miserable I am? How when I slide between their legs, I close my eyes, and it’s your face I see? How I’m always careful not to kiss them because their lips are all wrong. How every time I finish I want to fucking kill myself, because I can’t stand the pain of wanting the one woman I can never have.”



Thirty seconds.



“Is that enough?” Her eyes snap to mine. “Hate me yet?”



Face crumbling, she gasps out a sob, wrapping her arms around her shoulders.


“Come on, Scottie. Let’s not kid ourselves. I’m still the same prick you hated when we met. Nothing’s changed. I think we’ve romanticized this situation long enough, don’t you?”



Taking another step away from her, I tilt my head. “You’re a housewife,” I say snidely. “Someone else’s wife and I’m a career soldier. This isn’t exactly ideal.”



She flinches visibly, and my heart bottoms out.



Fifteen.



I cut my hand through the air. “At the end of the day, this was nothing but a big mistake. And we never would have happened if—”



“Stop,” she cries out painfully, “stop, I’m good,” she whispers before rocketing toward the door just as I reach for her, my fingers curling in the space she just left. Handle in hand, she looks back at me with the sweep of her eyes until they meet mine. That’s how we started, and it’s only fitting it’s how we should end. For the moment, we’re right back there in the place we created, where we are perfect. Where our souls line up without any visible smudge on the seams. In a place where there is still so much love, so much that I can’t stop the tear that slides out before batting it away with the back of my hand.



An identical tear runs down her cheek. “Thank you.”



Three. Two. One.

 

About the Author:

Heather M. Orgeron is a Cajun girl with a big heart and a passion for romance. She married her high school sweetheart two months after graduation and her life has been a fairytale ever since. She’s the queen of her castle, reigning over five sons and one bossy little princess who has made it her mission in life to steal her Momma’s throne. When she’s not writing, you will find her hidden beneath mounds of laundry and piles of dirty dishes or locked in her tower(aka the bathroom) soaking in the tub with a good book. She’s always been an avid reader and has recently discovered a love for cultivating romantic stories of her own.

http://www.heathermorgeron.com

A Texas native, Kate Stewart lives in North Carolina with her husband, Nick, and her naughty beagle, Sadie. She pens messy, sexy, angst-filled contemporary romance as well as romantic comedy and erotic suspense because it's what she loves as a reader. Kate is a lover of all things '80s and '90s, especially John Hughes films and rap. She dabbles a little in photography, can knit a simple stitch scarf for necessity, and on occasion, does very well at whiskey.

Contact Kate- Email-authorkatestewart@gmail.com

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THE REAL by Kate Stewart! 
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Contemporary Romance

Stand Alone

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Blurb:

They say it happens when you least expect it.

It did for me.

It started the moment I saw the simple message pop up on my computer screen:

Cameron’s Mac: Hi.

And when I met the eyes of the gorgeous man messaging me from across the coffee shop, I never thought my reply would lead to the most intense, sexual, and passionate relationship of my life.

We both agreed to check our bags at the door and put our future hopes and aspirations on the table.

It worked.

I fell in love with his no holds barred attitude, sexy smirk, and undeniably good heart . . . and for a while we forgot about our baggage. We happily tripped over it to get to the other, neither of us willing to show the contents of our pasts in the off chance it could ruin us.

We built our love on a foundation of gray.

It was life in black and white that threatened to tear us apart.

About the Author:

Kate Stewart lives in Charleston, S.C. with her husband, Nick, and her naughty beagle, Sadie. A native of Dallas, Kate moved to Charleston three weeks after her first visit, dropping her career of 8 years, and declaring it her creative muse. Kate pens messy, sexy, angst-filled contemporary romance as well as romantic comedy and erotic suspense because it's what she loves as a reader. A lover of all things '80s and '90s, especially John Hughes films and rap, she dabbles a little in photography, can knit a simple stitch scarf for necessity only and does a horrible job of playing the ukulele. Aside from running a mile without collapsing, traveling is the only other must on her bucket list. On occasion, she does very well at vodka.

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