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Vicious Love

A Dark College Romance | A Wicked Empire Standalone

By Jordan Grant

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— Everett —

I loved her when she was just a splattering of freckles and big brown eyes.

When she brought an extra sugar cookie just for me in the first grade.

When our class goldfish died and she held me in front of everyone until I stopped crying.

I loved her even more when she had another man’s baby.

But I hate her for what she did, a chess move in a game of unforgivable sin. I hate myself even more for what I’m going to do to her. I wanted her gone, but I was the one who left. Now, I’ve returned, and I have no intention of leaving again.

This is my campus, and it’s time to pay for your sins, little mouse, because I am a vicious king.

 

— Molly —

I loved him the first day I met him on the playground, when he was all gangly elbows and knees.

When we buried our toes in the sandbox and pretended we didn’t have legs.

On our first day of middle school when he smiled at me across the quad.

He was my white knight, my protector, the one who always made sure I was okay.

But that boy’s dead and gone, and I killed him.

I can’t undo what happened.

I never meant to hurt him. I never meant to hurt anyone.

I was the nudge that toppled the dominos.

Hold my hand, E, and let’s find our way out of the shadows. Before we are both lost to the dark.

This is a standalone novel but part of the larger Wicked Empire universe, which follows characters introduced in my Voclain Academy series after they leave high school and enter adulthood.

Note from the author: Vicious Love is a dark enemies-to-lovers, college romance. It features mature themes including an incendiary heat level, bullying, teenage pregnancy, suicide, and, like my other novels, struggles with mental illness.


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Jordan Grant is a lost soul, who changed majors three times in college before deciding on English. Because she has about as much patience as her beautiful, wonderful (did she mention ah-mazing!) younglings, she graduated a year early and then went to law school because, well…

She mentioned she’s a lost soul, right?

A special place in her heart is devoted to edgy alpha males and bad boys with naughty mouths. She loves to get lost in the blur between love and hate and is especially fond of prince charmings with dents in their crowns and strife in their souls.

She is an avid fan of all things sweet including red wine and cupcakes (red velvet, please!). When she’s not daydreaming about the characters in her head, she enjoys (attempting to) garden, petting furry animals, and wrangling her family into day-trip adventures.


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Title: Tangled Little Truths

Series: Lake State University #7
Author: Rachael Brownell
Genre: New Adult College Romance
Release Date: September 8, 2022
 
 
 

 
 

” 5 fantastic stars! These 2 have instant chemistry and I’m totally here for it. The pull towards each other is undeniable. This book will have you swooning from the very first pages.” Angie, NOLA504Nerds

 
 
I kissed her and she ran.
She was the most beautiful girl I’d ever seen and the way she was looking at me that night, the electric charge between us, had my jeans feeling snug the entire show. When I found her standing alone between sets, I couldn’t help but approach her.
It wasn’t my intention to kiss her. I should have gotten to know her first. Asked her more than her name. But after watching her while I sang my heart out, I wasn’t thinking straight.
That was more than three years ago. When we were both naïve freshmen.
I’ve been watching her ever since. From afar. Like a crazy stalker. (Not my proudest admission.)
She’s even more beautiful than the first time I laid eyes on her. So when I walk into the rec center and find her waiting for me, alone, with lust in her eyes, I pounce. Again. Like an idiot.
Only this time, I don’t feel an ounce of regret because I don’t plan on letting her run away from me again. She’s been my inspiration for years and it’s about damn time she figured it out.
There’s only one way I can do that… I need to sing her the song I wrote about that night.
About her.
I could try to slowly weasel my way into her heart the way she has mine over the years, but I’m sick of wasting time. I want her to be mine today.
Tomorrow.
Forever.
Because the truth is… I’ve been hers since that very first night.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Rachael Brownell is an International Bestselling author of new adult romance.
 
She lives in Michigan with her husband, son, snuggly dog, and hateful cat. She moonlights a few days a week (her excuse to get out of the house and socialize) and writes almost full time. Her first book was published way back in 2013 and since she’s released more than 30 additional titles.
 
When she’s not writing her next novel, you can find her hanging out with her family, watching her son play baseball, or running on the treadmill at the gym (though she skips more days than she goes). She also enjoys golfing but is still learning, so if you see her on the course… stand back.
 
 
 
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Author: Rachael Brownell
Genre: New Adult College Romance
I kissed her and she ran.
She was the most beautiful girl I’d ever seen and the way she was looking at me that night, the electric charge between us, had my jeans feeling snug the entire show. When I found her standing alone between sets, I couldn’t help but approach her.
It wasn’t my intention to kiss her. I should have gotten to know her first. Asked her more than her name. But after watching her while I sang my heart out, I wasn’t thinking straight.
That was more than three years ago. When we were both naïve freshmen.
I’ve been watching her ever since. From afar. Like a crazy stalker. (Not my proudest admission.)
She’s even more beautiful than the first time I laid eyes on her. So when I walk into the rec center and find her waiting for me, alone, with lust in her eyes, I pounce. Again. Like an idiot.
Only this time, I don’t feel an ounce of regret because I don’t plan on letting her run away from me again. She’s been my inspiration for years and it’s about damn time she figured it out.
There’s only one way I can do that… I need to sing her the song I wrote about that night.
About her.
I could try to slowly weasel my way into her heart the way she has mine over the years, but I’m sick of wasting time. I want her to be mine today.
Tomorrow.
Forever.
Because the truth is… I’ve been hers since that very first night.
Releasing September 8, 2022

She owns my heart. My goal is to one day own hers again.
I want her.
What she doesn’t want is me. She made that perfectly clear the summer after high school when she broke up with me. That hasn’t stopped her from crawling in my bed on more than one occasion though.
Not that anyone knows about us, or our past.
We’ve kept that secret under lock and key for years. But I’m getting sick and tired of lying to my friends. I’m not ashamed of my love for her.
Yes, I love her.
I always have. And I know she loves me too. She’s just afraid to admit it.
When we get caught in a compromising position though, all the lies she’s been telling start to crumble around her. And if there’s one thing she hates more than me at the moment, it’s being vulnerable.
That doesn’t stop me from taking advantage of her weakened state. Of trying to work my way back into her heart. Of reminding her why we should be together. But the more she lets me in, the more her lies are starting to get twisted.
The ones she’s telling others but mostly the ones she’s been telling herself.
If I want my second chance, I’m going to have to find a way to break through the fortress she’s erected around her heart.
I know she’s the one for me. She has been since we were teenagers.
My first love. My last. My only.
Releasing November 10, 2022

There really is a fine line between love and hate. Friends and enemies.


Max Palmer is an a-hole.

And I’m in love with him. I’m pretty sure I have been since the day we met.

I’ve tried to quit him. Multiple times. But he’s an addiction that refuses to be ignored. Which is why one minute we’re together, colliding with hurricane force, and the next we’re pushing each other away, pretending not to like each other. Fighting the feelings that are bubbling just beneath the surface.

For years we’ve been able to hide our secret love affair from everyone.

I’m tired of lying to myself about the way I feel.

Of hiding the truth from the people that matter most to me. Even if I know they won’t approve. Even if my confession may destroy friendships in the process.

I’m also pissed off because he started dating one of my sisters. The same night I was ready to confess my feelings for him.

If he was looking to get a rise out of me, it worked.

I’ve wasted years with him. Lying and pretending I was happily single, focused on school so no one would suspect otherwise.

And how does he repay me?

By shoving his new relationship in my face.

Well, screw him. I’m not wasting another minute of my time crying over a man who was never really mine to begin with.

If he wants to play games, it’s on.

Because I don’t plan to lose my heart to Max Palmer.

Releasing January 12, 2023

 
 
Rachael Brownell is an International Bestselling author of new adult romance.
 
She lives in Michigan with her husband, son, snuggly dog, and hateful cat. She moonlights a few days a week (her excuse to get out of the house and socialize) and writes almost full time. Her first book was published way back in 2013 and since she’s released more than 30 additional titles.
 
When she’s not writing her next novel, you can find her hanging out with her family, watching her son play baseball, or running on the treadmill at the gym (though she skips more days than she goes). She also enjoys golfing but is still learning, so if you see her on the course… stand back.
 
 
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Title: Quintessentially: An ABCs of Love Novel
Author: Aleatha Romig
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Editor: Lisa Aurello
Publication Date: July 28th, 2022
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A secret-baby, second-chance contemporary stand-alone romance

 

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A trip back to the small Indiana town of Riverbend to finalize my grandmother’s last will and testament throws my world off its axis. I wasn’t prepared to learn the stipulations of
her will or that she’d left her beloved mercantile Quintessential Treasures to my college summertime love, Kandace Sheers.

 

Imagine my greater surprise when I learn about the secret that’s been roaming Riverbend for the last five years. Here are a couple of hints: 

 

She’s five years old.

 

She has her mother’s silky auburn hair and my golden eyes. 

 

The answer should be simple—I take responsibility for the girl and go back to Chicago where my life awaits.

 

It turns out, Grandma had other plans because life’s never that simple.

 

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Aleatha Romig is a New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author who lives in Indiana, USA. She grew up in Mishawaka, graduated from Indiana University, and is currently living south of Indianapolis as well as part of the year in Bradenton, Florida, USA. Before she became a full-time author, she worked days as a dental hygienist and spent her nights writing. Now, when she’s not imagining mind-blowing twists and turns, she likes to spend her time with her friends and family, including her beloved grandchildren.

 

Aleatha released her first novel, CONSEQUENCES, in August of 2011. CONSEQUENCES became a bestselling series with five novels and two companions released from 2011 through 2015. The compelling and epic story of Anthony and Claire Rawlings has graced more than a million e-readers. Her next series, INFIDELITY (not about cheating) hit New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today best-seller lists. Aleatha has since released over forty-five novels in multiple genres: dark romance, romantic suspense, thriller, and romantic comedy. She went back to her dark roots with the Sparrow Web trilogies: WEB OF SIN, TANGLED WEB, WEB OF DESIRE, and DANGEROUS WEB and the Devil’s Series Duet: DEVIL’S DEAL and ANGEL’S PROMISE. Her recent releases include the romantic suspense standalone, KINGDOM COME and her new Sin Series, are taking the reading world by storm.

 

 

The titles keep coming. Be sure to check out her website to stay up to date.

 

Aleatha is a “Published Author’s Network” member of the Romance Writers of America, NINC, and PEN America. She is represented by Kevan Lyon of Marsal Lyon Literary Agency and Wildfire Marketing.

 

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Before I can get out of the SUV, there’s a knock on my side window.

Turning, I see my old friend.

“Look, Mommy, it’s Dax.”

My cheeks rise as my smile broadens. “It is.”

I unlock the doors, and Dax opens my door. “Hi.”

It’s not fair what he does to me. My heart is racing, and my skin feels clammy. Standing here, Daxton Richards is sex on a stick. His cheeks are red from the sun, and his blond hair is damp and combed back. His smile glistens and letting my gaze sweep lower, I notice how the Dri-FIT shirt stretches over his shoulders and wide chest. He’s wearing khaki shorts and cloth loafers.

“Hi,” I say back.

“I was afraid you would change your mind.”

“I did about a hundred times.”

His smile grows as his golden orbs stay focused on me. “Then I’m glad you didn’t do it one more time.”

He offers me his hand, and I get out of the SUV. He steps back as I open Molly’s door.

As I unbuckle her, I say, “Molly, this is Dax, Mommy’s old friend.”

“Hi, Dax,” she says excitedly. “You don’t look old. Not like Grandmom did.”

Dax and I both laugh.

Once she’s out of the car, Dax bends his long legs and gets down on his haunches. “Hello, Molly. I’m very glad to formally meet you.”

I bite my lip to keep my tears at bay as I watch the two of them looking at each other with the same color eyes. My heart leaps; my chest feels tight. I’d never dared to dream that this would happen and now here it is, more than I ever imagined.

Molly offers Dax her hand.

He glances up at me.

All I can do is nod.

Taking her hand, he shakes it.

“Hi, Dax,” she says.

“How about some ice cream?” I say as I take Molly’s hand.

The whole evening feels surreal as if I’m in a dream.

The Tastee Freeze is located next to a small stream. The ground in between is covered in white pebbles with several picnic tables and benches. There are lights strung over our heads for after dark.

I reach for my purse after I order for myself and Molly, but Dax won’t have it. He adds a blueberry shake to the order and insists on paying.

The three of us sit on a bench facing the stream as Dax asks Molly questions and she tells him everything and more. At some point, he lifts his arm over the back of the bench, and it stretches from him over Molly to me.

My thoughts are filled with Hallmark stories despite telling myself to not have hope. It’s exactly what I do have.

Next door is a small playground near our library.

After our ice cream is done, Dax and I walk Molly to the playground and find another bench where we can watch her. She runs off with a smile as she sees Amber, a friend from school.

“You’ve done an amazing job,” Dax says. “She’s perfect.”

I shake my head. “I think she is, but she isn’t perfect.” I smile at him. “She’s amazing. Each day I feel like she’s growing and comprehending so much more.”

He scoots closer and lifts my hand. “I’m sorry you had to take care of her alone.”

I contemplate retrieving my hand, but I don’t. “I haven’t done it alone. My parents are wonderful. Ruth was fantastic. Chloe and Mick are great.” I grin. “And so is Justin.”

Dax releases my hand and rubs his jaw. “Yeah, so your brother punched me this morning.”

My eyes grow wide, and my fingertips go to my lips. “He didn’t.”

Dax nods with a grin. “I deserve it. If the roles were reversed, I’m not sure Mick and Ricky could have kept it to one punch.”

I reach for his chin and turn his face toward me. “Are you hurt? I’m sorry.”

His smile grows. “I’m fine. I’m glad you care.”

My gaze goes out to the playground where Molly and her friend are climbing a slide. “I’ve always cared.”

This time, it’s Dax who reaches for my chin, bringing my gaze back to his. “You’re more beautiful than I remember.”

“Yeah, well, you’re not as handsome.” I laugh. “You’re more, too.”

Title: Torrid Little Passion
Series: Lake State University Series #6
Author: Rachael Brownell
Genre: College Romance, Friends to Lovers
Release Date: July 14, 2022
I’ve wanted her since the moment I first saw her. She was wearing sweatpants and a baggy shirt. Her hair was tucked under a knit cap, her hands wrapped around a large to-go cup of steaming coffee.
We spent hours together that semester. Working. Studying. Talking. Becoming friends.
Friends.
Ha! I never once thought of her as my friend. The only thoughts I had where she was concerned involved us naked and her screaming my name. Over and over again.
But like the idiot I am, I waited too long to make my move. She started dating some jerk and I remained in the friendzone.
They’re not together anymore, though. So when I spot her standing in the bookstore, looking hot as hell, I don’t hesitate. This may be my only shot with her so I’m not going to blow it.
Only, that’s exactly what I do.
Because instead of rekindling our friendship and moving slow, I end up devouring her lips and taking her back to my place. Worshipping her for hours. And almost letting my true feelings slip.
Would that be so bad?
Yes. Because she’s made it clear that we’re friends, even if we can’t seem to keep our clothes on when we’re around each other. Which is why we’re sneaking around.
If she only knew how I really felt, maybe things would be different.
Then again, opening myself up to her could expose my darkest secret. One that I haven’t even shared with my friends, my brothers, the people who know me the best.
Telling her my secret could also set me free. Because when I’m with her, that’s how I feel.
Free.
Of the burden. Of the memories. Of my reality.
Torrid Little Passion is the sixth book in the Lake State University Series. The LSU series can be read in any order as each book is a complete story without cliffhangers.
 


I’ve never made a move so bold in my entire life. But I can’t stop myself. I don’t want to.

Two words.

Kiss me.

They changed everything.

Brady doesn’t hesitate to pull me closer, his arms wrapping tightly around my waist. My body pressed against his. I can feel the bulge in his jeans against my lower abdomen. We stay like this for a moment. Holding each other. Knowing that if we cross the lines of friendship, there won’t be any turning back.

Not for me at least.

When he leans in slowly, stopping a breath away from my lips, I let out a stuttered breath, mentally preparing for the feel of his lips against mine. Anticipating what it will be like to kiss Brady.

Will he be gentle or demanding? Will our kiss be slow and sensual, or will I find myself clawing at him for more?

I’m still contemplating when his nose caresses the side of mine, his lips grazing where I want them most. When I dart my tongue out to wet my lips, he presses forward, slipping his tongue inside my mouth.

Time seems to stop as Brady controls the kiss, his hands coming up to hold my face as he devours me. My arms go slack around his neck, slipping down. He takes my hands in his, pressing them against his chest. I can feel the erratic beat of his heart beneath my palm. His other hand tangles in my hair.

Single best kiss of my life. It was all-consuming. The world around us faded away as Brady held me captive, taking what he wanted and giving me a part of him in return.

In the middle of the hot August afternoon. On the street, where anyone could see us.

When his kisses finally slow, his lips barely grazing mine, I open my eyes. Brady stares down at me, a hint of mischief in his smile.

“Is that what you wanted?” Smart-ass. He’s so full of himself sometimes. I’m not sure how I’d forgotten that little detail about him.

“It was okay.” I pull out of his grasp, turning my back to him as I fit the helmet to my head, tightening the strap the way he showed me earlier. When I lift the bag to slip it on my shoulders, he tugs it out of my hands.

“Okay? That’s all you have to say about it?”

Rolling my eyes, I glance over my shoulder at Brady to find a look of disbelief blanketing his features.

“Fine. It was better than okay. I just didn’t think you needed the ego boost.”

 
Rachael Brownell is an International Bestselling author of new adult romance.
 
She lives in Michigan with her husband, son, snuggly dog, and hateful cat. She moonlights a few days a week (her excuse to get out of the house and socialize) and writes almost full time. Her first book was published way back in 2013 and since she’s released more than 30 additional titles.
 
When she’s not writing her next novel, you can find her hanging out with her family, watching her son play baseball, or running on the treadmill at the gym (though she skips more days than she goes). She also enjoys golfing but is still learning, so if you see her on the course… stand back.
 
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Behind These Eyes 

A Slow Burn | Coming Out | College MM Romance

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By Jen Samson

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“If this is a sin, then I’ll burn in hell for all eternity. I’ll never deny you, not in this life and not in the next.”

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When Chase Batton’s wild ways land him six months away from failing to graduate from college, he is forced into a remedial program with the university’s academic star, Jaxon Lee. Either that or answer to the heads of the third richest family in the world: his parents. The latter is no choice at all.

Jaxon is distant and cold, and unimpressed by Chase’s social and economic rank. On the other hand, Chase couldn’t be bothered by the opinions of the supposedly hottest gay guy on campus. He was, after all, a long way up the food chain, not to mention straight as an arrow on the bullseye.

But something happens during a vicious argument, and everything changes.

Chase is left reeling, and he soon learns that Jaxon is keeping secrets too…

 

** Behind These Eyes… is a loose, modern-day interpretation of Romeo and Juliet. It has some triggering content. Please use the Look Inside feature for a full list of trigger warnings. **

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Steamy, slow-burn

Enemies to lovers

Gay awakening/Coming out

Interracial, college romance

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Jen Samson is a multi-genre reader, and author of Young Adult and New Adult romance. 

She’s a hard BTS stan (Jimin biased) and lover of K-pop and K/C/T-dramas. 

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Title: Scandalous Little Obsession
Series: Lake State University Series #5
Author: Rachael Brownell
Genre: College Romance, Forbidden Relationship
Release Date: May 12, 2022
I’m the youngest but that doesn’t mean I’m naive. That I can’t take care of myself.

Or go after what I want.
Which is exactly what I plan to do, no matter how many times my brother tries to stand in my way. This is my life, not his. He may be afraid to let me go, but I’m not scared of spreading my wings and flying.
Of rising from the ashes.
I’m tired of mourning. I’m tired of being treated as fragile. And I’m ready to start living my life again.
First thing on my list… sex.
So what if it’s my first time? Who cares if it’s supposed to be special?
I’m not looking for a relationship, I just want to lose my virginity.
I’ve even set my sights on the person I want to give it to.
His messy hair falls in his honey brown eyes, making me weak in the knees. His touch lights a fire inside me I didn’t know existed and I find myself begging to get burned. Best of all, he says he likes to fix broken things.
I’m still a little broken, and I have a few ideas how he can fix me.
The only problem… my brother’s forbidden him to come near me.
It’s a good thing sneaking around is hot.

 
 
It was like a game of cat and mouse.
I was hunting her.
She was all I could focus on. All I could see.
All I wanted to see.
Not a big deal, right?
Wrong. So very wrong.
Because if I had been paying attention, I would have seen him approach. Would have felt the hostility radiating off him in waves. Seen the look on his face and would have known to run.
But nope. That wasn’t my luck.
Instead, I was hauled away by the back of my shirt into the bathroom. Thrown against the wall. And Max was in my face, growling at me.
“Keep your eyes off my sister.” His voice is low, deep, and his eyes are wild as he takes me in.
“Your sister?” I’m not playing dumb. I honestly have no idea who his sister is unless… Fuck. “Evie’s your sister.”
It’s a statement, not a question. Realization smacks me across the face when his grip on the front of my shirt tightens. There’s a knock at the door, but Max doesn’t move to answer it, and I’m in no position to.
Another knock, this time louder, and it’s accompanied by a voice. “Max, let the poor kid go. He wasn’t doing anything.”
“He. Was. Looking. At. My. Sister.”
“And I’m sleeping with your sister.” Max’s head whips around, his eyes locking on the door as he growls, cursing under his breath. “Open the damn door, Max.”
Releasing me, Max walks over and unlocks the handle, the door opening before he can step back.
If I thought Max towering over me was scary, this guy has him beat. Max has at least five inches on me, maybe twenty pounds of muscle. This guy is huge compared to him. At least an inch taller, with broader shoulders, and bigger muscles.
And now I’m trapped in this tiny ass bathroom that smells like piss with both of them.
All because I looked at a girl. The wrong girl.
“You really want to bring that up right now?” Max asks, staring down our visitor.
I know he’s Max’s friend, but I honestly can’t tell right now. Max looks like he wants to hit him. His fists are clenched at his sides, and he’s glaring at him the same way he was glaring at me. He definitely wanted to hit me a minute ago.
I know for sure he’s not my friend. Though, he did just save my ass from Max’s wrath. And it doesn’t appear he’s scared of the death glare.
“Why not? You gave me your blessing.” So casual. As if it’s not a big deal that this guy is sleeping with his sister.
Wait!
Please tell me Max has more than one sister because if this guy is sleeping with Evie, there’s no way I stand a chance with her.
I’ve seen him before. He was in the kitchen earlier with Max. There were a bunch of guys, but I remember him being pulled away by a girl. She wasn’t Evie.
“That doesn’t mean I want to hear about it. Jesus, Finn!”
“But you heard it happening last night.” His first mistake. “I know you did. You left the ear plugs Lo bought you on the counter. And let’s face it, your sister is not quiet.” Throwing his head back and laughing is his second mistake because Max clocks him in the jaw.
 
Rachael Brownell is an International Bestselling author of new adult romance.
 
She lives in Michigan with her husband, son, snuggly dog, and hateful cat. She moonlights a few days a week (her excuse to get out of the house and socialize) and writes almost full time. Her first book was published way back in 2013 and since she’s released more than 30 additional titles.
 
When she’s not writing her next novel, you can find her hanging out with her family, watching her son play baseball, or running on the treadmill at the gym (though she skips more days than she goes). She also enjoys golfing but is still learning, so if you see her on the course… stand back.
 
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Title: Kickoff
Series: Gods on Campus
Author: Kayla Claire
Genre: NA College Sports Romance
Release Date: March 22, 2022
Cover Design: Okay Creations.
Illustrated by: Bella Dawson
 
 

 
 
Zoey needs a fake boyfriend. I need a babysitter.
We sure as hell don’t have time for feelings to get in the way.
I used to be the top college soccer player in the nation. Now I’m parenting my little sister and trying to survive my first year in grad school. I’m supposed to be Responsible Alex, and that comes with a strict set of rules: no drugs, no drinking, no sex.
When Zoey asks me to be her fake boyfriend to make her ex jealous, I know I shouldn’t say yes. It’s unprofessional. I’m her ex’s TA. But Zoey’s the most stubborn, hard-working person I know—she won’t give up. So I agree on one condition: she babysits my little sister so I can go to soccer practice.
On every fake date I get to touch her. Kiss her. Flirt with her.
It’s making me want to break my rules.
But she’s become my best friend. She’s hung up on her ex.
And I’ve been keeping secrets about my past.
This is never going to work.
 

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Amazon Review (Wendy’s Book Blog) – “This is a well written story which is a slow burn, enemies / lovers’ storyline, which is a light-hearted read, with tension, secrets, witty banter, humor, and love, which leads to an entertaining and all-consuming and addictive page turner.”

 
 
 
 
 
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Title: Kickoff

Series: Gods on Campus
Author: Kayla Claire
Genre: NA College Sports Romance
Release Date: March 22, 2022
Cover Design: Okay Creations.
Illustrated by: Bella Dawson

Zoey needs a fake boyfriend. I need a babysitter.
We sure as hell don’t have time for feelings to get in the way.
I used to be the top college soccer player in the nation. Now I’m parenting my little sister and trying to survive my first year in grad school. I’m supposed to be Responsible Alex, and that comes with a strict set of rules: no drugs, no drinking, no sex.
When Zoey asks me to be her fake boyfriend to make her ex jealous, I know I shouldn’t say yes. It’s unprofessional. I’m her ex’s TA. But Zoey’s the most stubborn, hard-working person I know—she won’t give up. So I agree on one condition: she babysits my little sister so I can go to soccer practice.
On every fake date I get to touch her. Kiss her. Flirt with her.
It’s making me want to break my rules.
But she’s become my best friend. She’s hung up on her ex.
And I’ve been keeping secrets about my past.
This is never going to work.
I reach over and run my fingers through the grooves in his hair, exactly where he’s been running his hand through it. The curls are soft beneath my fingers. It’s longer now than when I first met him and I wonder if he’s gotten a haircut at all this semester. He’s been so busy.

His eyes close at my touch. “You’re not a failure.” I hate that he gets in this mood every time he talks to his parents. I wish they could see him the way I do. “You made some mistakes in the past. But it made you the Alex you are today. You’re loyal and honest and disciplined and so responsible.

He smirks slightly.

“Honestly, Alex?” When he opens his eyes, the eye contact between us is intense. I feel like I can barely catch a breath, I’m drowning in his eyes. My throat feels tight when I speak. “You’re the best man I know. I just spent an hour explaining this to my mom.” I laugh, trying to keep this lighthearted.

Alex isn’t laughing though. He’s watching me. Intensely. Then he reaches for me. He wraps a hand around the back of my neck, pulling me toward him. He presses his lips firmly against mine. The kiss is sweet. There’s no tongue or devouring of each other. It’s just a firm press of the lips. And it feels like he really, really needs this.

He breaks apart, staying close enough that his eyes have to flick back and forth between mine. When he speaks, his voice is hoarse. “Why aren’t we in a relationship?”
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Title: Wicked Little Promise
Series: Lake State University Book 4
Author: Rachael Brownell
Genre: College Romance, Boss/Intern
Cover Design: Emily Wittig
Graphics: SWBR Graphics & Design
He’s my new boss.
We’re also friends. Nothing more.
So what if he’s my secret crush of three years? Or that he’s sexy, tempting, smells like heaven, and makes my girly parts twitch? He’s also sweet, caring, and everything I’d want in a man… if I wanted one.
Which I don’t.
Falling in love is the last thing I want right now. I’m not even sure I believe in love anymore. It leads to heartbreak and that’s an emotional rollercoaster I’m not interested in riding.
All my friends might be coupled up and deliriously happy, but that doesn’t mean I want what they have. Happily ever after is not in the cards for me.
No, I’m not jealous.
I keep telling myself that, not that I believe my own lies.
Which makes the next few months the biggest challenge of my life. Spending hours alone with him. Working side-by-side late into the night. Keeping my hormones in check when I get a whiff of his intoxicating scent.
I can handle this. I’ll just repress my feelings the same way I have been since the moment we met. Masked by a fake smile and practiced deep breathing.
How hard can it be?
When he starts making me promises, it becomes harder than I could have ever imagine. Because I want him to keep those promises even though I know he won’t be able to. I won’t let him.
It’s the only way to keep myself from falling in love with him. Because if I do, I may never recover.

Placing my hand on her shoulder, I’m about to wake her when she moans my name.

Moans.

There’s a pleading sound in her voice. A desperation I’ve never heard from her before. The sultry sound sends a shot of desire straight to my dick.

I stare in fascination when I realize she’s dreaming about me. Fantasizing. The way I do about her at night.

I’m torn between letting it continue and waking her up.

My tormented side gets the best of me, and I find myself backing out of the parking lot and heading to my apartment. Once I’m there, I carefully and slowly lift Piper into my arms and carry her inside. I’m opening my door when her eyes flutter open.

“Where are we?”

“My place. You fell asleep.”

“Okay,” is all she says, letting her eyes fall closed as she snuggles into my neck.

Brady’s nowhere to be seen when I walk in. It’s the first time in weeks he hasn’t been perched on the couch, waiting for me, and I couldn’t be more grateful.

Making my way down the hall, I nudge my bedroom door open with my foot and blindly walk to the edge of my bed. Laying Piper down, I remove her shoes and tuck her in. The sight of her in my bed is overwhelming. More so than the feel of her in my arms.

Kissing her on the forehead, I force myself to walk away.

Ten minutes and a cold shower later, I’m crawling in next to her. She looks peaceful as she sleeps. She hasn’t said my name again, making me wonder if I misheard her. So I lay facing her, listening and watching her until I can’t keep my eyes open any longer.

There’s a smile on my face when I fall asleep.

But an even bigger smile when I wake up. Because Piper’s wrapped in my arms, half on top of me. Her hair is in my face, and her leg is tangled with mine. She’s still sound asleep, but she’s talking again.

And my name rolling off her lips is clear as day.

“Julian, please.”

She’s begging. And from the sound of her voice, I know exactly what she’s begging me for.

“Mmmh. Yes. Please.”

Her body starts to move, rubbing against mine. The apex of her thighs pressed against my hip causes my morning wood to stand at attention.

I lay perfectly still, selfishly not wanting to interrupt her dream. Wanting to hear her moan my name again. To continue begging for what she wants.

Because sleeping Piper is confirming everything. How she feels. What she wants. Most importantly, that it’s me she wants it with.

 
 
 
 
Rachael Brownell is an International Bestselling author of new adult romance.
 
She lives in Michigan with her husband, son, snuggly dog, and hateful cat. She moonlights a few days a week (her excuse to get out of the house and socialize) and writes almost full time. Her first book was published way back in 2013 and since she’s released more than 30 additional titles.
 
When she’s not writing her next novel, you can find her hanging out with her family, watching her son play baseball, or running on the treadmill at the gym (though she skips more days than she goes). She also enjoys golfing but is still learning, so if you see her on the course… stand back.
 
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