Sleeping with your teammate’s girlfriend is not the best way to start the season, and the guilt is eating Mark Anderson alive.
Tammy Faith is a twenty-one-year-old reader and writer. Her books are very heavy on the romance, and sometimes even a little steamy. She has a gigantic family she adores and an unrequited love for food. (Also, her addiction to cute animals is borderline creepy. #sorrynotsorry.)
That is, until Cassie tries to kill herself.
Savannah wants to understand what happened, but Cassie refuses to talk about it and for the first time, Savannah has to find her own way. The only person she can turn to is Marcos, the boy who saved Cassie’s life. Being with him makes her see who she could be and what she really wants: gymnastics.
But Cassie doesn’t approve of Marcos or of Savannah going back to gymnastics, and the tighter she tries to hold on to Savannah, the farther it pulls them apart. Without Cassie to call the shots, Savannah discovers how capable she is on her own – and that maybe her best friend’s been holding her back all along.
Though Diana Gallagher be but little, she is fierce. She’s also a gymnastics coach and judge, former collegiate gymnast, and writing professor. Her work has appeared in The Southampton Review, International Gymnast, The Couch Gymnast, and on a candy cigarette box for SmokeLong Quarterly. She holds an MFA from Stony Brook University and is represented by Tina Wexler of ICM Partners. Her contemporary YA novel, Lessons in Falling, lands on 2/7/2017.
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A dash of perfect for the holidays!
Dilyn Hart hates Christmas, so when her boss (and ex-boyfriend) hands her an assignment to interview champion snowboarder and gorgeous playboy extraordinaire, Dash Grainger, on Christmas Eve, she takes it. There are several things she doesn’t plan for—a surly driver, a chalet in the middle of nowhere, a freak snowstorm—but the biggest surprise of all is Dash himself.
Dash Grainger lives for the high, and so far in his twenty-six years, he’s never met anyone or anything he loves more. Nothing has ever thrilled him as much as slick snow, cold air, and breakneck speed.
Until he meets Dilyn.
But one perfect night doesn’t mean clear, blue skies the next day. Some storms can’t be weathered.
Christmas might just be one of them.
***I received this eARC as a gift in exchange for an honest review via the author
Dashing through the Snow is the perfect dash of seduction and warmth you need on a snowy night. It’s the marshmallows in your hot chocolate, the bourbon in your cider, the crackling heat of a roaring fire. Dash and Dilyn are Christmas magic at its finest.
M. Leighton never ceases to impress me with her characters. They’re always, always bursting with life and complexity that make you fall hard for them. Dashing through the Snow is fairly short. Less than 200 pages, but it’s packed with story. Somehow, I don’t know how she does this, but the smallest of details stick and satisfy.
Dilyn has a tragic past. The kind that lurks under the skin and makes you see everything differently. Her apprehension, her sadness, it’s heartbreaking because she’s got everything going for her. She’s feisty, loud, sarcastic, independent, has a great job, and is gorgeous to boot. But she’s terrified to risk her heart and that backs her into a corner of unsatisfying relationships. Dilyn has some of the most outrageous, laugh out loud lines. She’s blunt, crass, and says exactly what’s on her mind and doesn’t apologize for it. Dilyn is a refreshing, whirlwind of a woman whose presence is exhilarating. She’ll fill you right up with light, laughter, and energy.
Dash is…mouthwatering? Is that a thing? If not, it should be. He’s sexy, beyond sexy. He’s magnetic, compelling, erotic, sensual. I mean the guy is just walking, talking sex-irresistable. On top of that he’s a romantic, with a big heart, and so compassionate. He’s basically girl kryptonite in a very, very hot package. Some of the things he says, with such conviction, sigh. You’ll lose track of how many times you swoon, trust me.
Chemistry. Sweet mother of god that s’more scene. That tension. The anticipation. Off the charts. Past the charts. What are charts? The air ignites around them. Every interaction from the initial time they see each other to the last, it’s fire and want and a little angst.
The story itself is a combination of playful, sinful, serious, and raw heat. You won’t be bored for a second. The pacing is fantastic.
Some scenes are agony. You’ll hold your heart in your hand and hope that Dilyn and Dash get their happy ever after when everything seems to be falling apart.
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author, M. Leighton, is a native of Ohio. She relocated to the warmer climates of the South, where she can be near the water all summer and miss the snow all winter. Possessed of an overactive imagination from early in her childhood, Michelle finally found an acceptable outlet for her fantastical visions: literary fiction. Having written over a dozen novels, these days Michelle enjoys letting her mind wander to more romantic settings with sexy Southern guys, much like the one she married and the ones you’ll find in her latest books. When her thoughts aren’t roaming in that direction, she’ll be riding wild horses, skiing the slopes of Aspen or scuba diving with a hot rock star, all without leaving the cozy comfort of her office.
3 College Romances that will steal your heart!
Book 1: OUT OF THE ASHES (Paige and Clay)
Paige Hill, a recovered burn victim, lost everything in her family’s house fire. As she picks up the pieces and enters college with the help of her best friend, Clay Forbes walks into her life…and everything changes. The sexy, bad-boy soccer star turns Paige’s world upside down in the best way. But when his ex decides she’ll do whatever it takes to get rid of Paige, their romance could be cut short…and so could someone’s life.
Book 2: SETTLING ASHES (Clay and Paige, continued)
Clay Forbes’ mission in life? Prove he’s innocent of murder and find his girlfriend Paige so that he can fix the damage that’s been done. Before it’s too late. There’s only one problem: he has no idea where Paige is, and she’s taken off with her old high-school sweetheart, Beau. Tracking her down won’t be easy and convincing her of his love will be even harder, especially when there’s still a murderer at large in their small college town.
Book 3: ASHES ADRIFT (Gillian and Drew)
Gillian Ambrose has her act together. She’s nearly finished with her Fashion degree, she’s launching a successful lingerie line, and she’s left the scars from her past back in her old hometown. Until her brother is released from prison and the all drama she left behind comes barreling back again.
Drew Garrick never planned to fall for Gillian. They were thrown together again and again when their best friends began dating. One night with her in his bed to get her out of his system, that’s all he wanted. But now that her brother is back in town and he’s asked Drew to protect Gillian from his revenge-seeking enemies, Drew has to admit the truth to himself: he fell for Gill when she fell into his bed. And now, there’s no going back.
MATURE CONTENT AHEAD
When I reached her little belly button I used my tongue to swirl a hot, wet circle around it. She squirmed underneath of me, and I stilled her writhing with a firm hand on her outer thigh.
“Still,” I whispered. “I’m just getting started with you.”
In response, she bucked her hips and I grinned against the soft skin of her pelvis. Gillian never liked to be ordered around. Not even in the bedroom. It was a constant tug-of-war between us that I’d grown to anticipate and love.
I paused, looking up at her. She emitted this sexy little growl in response, and I waited until she was still before I danced my tongue around the very hot, wet center of her.
Humming in delight, I stroked her again and again, and held her hips firmly against her mattress as she moaned my name.
As her tight little muscles clenched underneath me, I gave one last lap of my tongue and held her as she fell apart. Shock and awe rippled through my entire body, starting with my dick, at the fact that I could bring this girl to the brink this way. It never got old.
This would never get old.
It was something I’d recently realized. At the beginning, I was so sure I’d get the girl out of my system eventually.
Now I was sure that would never, ever happen.
Diana Gardin is the author of Contemporary Romance and Romantic Suspense in the adult and New Adult categories. Her words include the Ashes Series, the Nelson Island Series, and the Battle Scars series. Upcoming works include the Night Eagle Security Series (Battle Scars spinoff coming in April 2017) and The Lilac Sky (YA sci-fi Romance coming February 2017).
Diana loved writing at a young age, but decided to try and make a career out of it in 2012 while staying home with her first child. When she’s not writing, you can usually find Diana watching one of her Netflix Obsessions, spending time with her family, or drinking wine with friends.
Publication Date: December 6, 2016
With my arm wrapped around her shoulder and her head resting against my chest, Sophie had fallen silent. Listening to her deep and steady breathing, I realized she was asleep.
I used the quiet moment to assess my earlier reaction and examine my feelings. Even though I’d pursued her with a single-minded focus, I hadn’t meant for any of this to happen. At first I’d told myself we’d have a good time, enjoy each other’s bodies, but it wouldn’t go any further. But I knew I’d been fooling myself from the get-go. I’d fallen hard … and fast. So incredibly fast. The joke was on me though because for once I was the one looking for commitment from someone who couldn’t return the sentiment.
The way my chest hurt every time I thought about her leaving let me know I wasn’t going to handle it very well when the day came. I’d already watched her leave Ballycurra once with a lump in my throat. I didn’t need a repeat performance. What I needed was to put pull back now, put some distance between us while I still could.
I nudged her shoulder. “Sophie, wake up. We’re home.”
Sitting up, she rubbed her eyes. “Home?”
“My house,” I clarified.
Paying the driver, we exited his car and stood side by side on the wet pavement outside my house.
“It rained,” she observed groggily, wrapping her arm through mine. Looking up at me with a shy smile, she added, “Thanks for today, by the way.”
“I had a good time,” she continued, her eyes searching my face.
“I’m glad,” I answered, refusing to meet her stare. “Be careful, the tiles can be slippery, especially in those shoes.”
Clinging tighter, she whispered, “You won’t let me fall.”
“Nope, you’re safe.”
“I am, aren’t I?” she asked as I fitted my key in the lock. “Safe?”
I dragged my eyes to hers. I couldn’t be sure, but suddenly it felt like we weren’t talking about slippery walkways anymore, that there was hidden meaning in her words … and mine.
“Always,” I intoned, pulling her through the door and into me. With her palms resting flat against my chest, I was sure she could feel my heart hammering against my sternum.
Despite the pep talk I’d just given myself, I couldn’t deny how I felt about this woman. She was in my veins. I knew she didn’t trust me not to break her heart, not yet, but I was just as vulnerable. And even though I was probably setting myself up for further rejection, I needed her to know she had a home here. That there was a place for her in my life if she’d only let herself take it.
“You’re safe with me Sophie,” I repeated, my lips dropping to hers. “All you have to do is let me in. I’m yours for the taking.” I kissed her again. “Please, take me.”
Rebecca read her first book when she was four years old and has been hooked on the written word ever since. While working in technology PR in Silicon Valley, she began writing her debut novel and eventually published it six years later. At the end of 2014, she left behind her career in corporate communications to become a full time author. When she’s not writing, you can find Rebecca exploring her new city of Dublin, Ireland, watching Leinster Rugby matches, or traveling the globe searching for inspiration for her next book.
Mackenzie Bell loves two things: tennis and the Kendrick family. She doesn’t want to be anything like her mother, who hops from one husband to the next. It’s one of many reasons why she’s never dated. The other reason? She’s in love with her best friend’s older brother, Jesse Kendrick.
Ali Dean lives in Colorado with her husband, twin toddlers, and golden retriever. In addition to reading and writing, she loves the outdoors- everything from marathon training and biking to snowboarding and skiing.
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