Heating Up the Holidays
Amy Lamont, Regina Kyle, Nola Cross, Kaylie Newell,
Nina Bancroft, Megan Ryder, Elisabeth Mayer
Steamy Contemporary Romance
Bookin’ It Designs, Talina Perkins
November 1, 2016
The ultimate collection of sexy Christmas romances!
Let seven of today’s hottest contemporary romance authors help keep you warm this holiday season. Each story is a standalone and contains a heartwarming Christmas romance with enough heat to get you through even the coldest winter night.
Available for a limited time, this collection will disappear not long after Santa puts his sleigh away for the season. Grab it while you can!
Here’s a peek at what you’ll find in Heating Up the Holidays:
Amy Lamont ~ Please Have Snow
All curvaceous bartender Lily Barton wants for Christmas is a home to call her own. For Will Canter, the rugged, bad boy drummer of Sliding Violet, home is wherever the music—and the band’s tour bus—takes him. Can love, and a little holiday magic, give them both exactly what they want?
Regina Kyle ~ Sugar Plum Seduction
It’s Gunnar Rhodes’ first Christmas without his wife, and all he wants is to make it special for his seven-year-old daughter, even if that means letting her perform in the pretty new ballet teacher’s production of The Nutcracker. With Norah Pruitt’s professional dance career—and her engagement—cut short by a tragic accident, she’s determined to make her dance studio a success. Can the spirit of the season heal their wounds and help them find a second chance at love?
Nola Cross ~ Ringing in the New
When city girl Annie Grant comes to the little town of Everfield to help temporarily at her uncle’s business, she’s completely out of her element. And her attraction to attorney Rick Longstory only makes matters more confusing. Gradually the charming community draws her in. Now she must choose: Will she go back to the city and her high-powered career, or open her heart to a new way of life and the possibility of true love?
Kaylie Newell ~ Christmas Eve
Eve and Patrick thought their romance was long gone. It only takes a snowstorm and a sizzling night in a haunted house to resurrect the passion that was there all along.
Nina Bancroft ~ A Holiday Prospect
Tessa Blake loves her challenging new job as director of HR for a drilling company in rural North Dakota. But her sexy and driven new boss, Matthew Linden “Lind” Pearce, doubts Tessa’s ability to keep his workers safe in the field. When the two are forced to share cramped accommodations at the rig in the days before Christmas, both are compelled to confront their feelings for the other. Will this holiday bring these two a brighter prospect?
Megan Ryder ~ Operation: Christmas
When Ryan Holliday finds out his long-time crush, Paige Taylor, hates Christmas, he does the only thing he can. Seduces her over Christmas trees, cookies and shopping. But when the season is over, will their romance end or will they find a way to make it forever?
Elisabeth Mayer ~ Sizzling in Snowflakes
When homesick study abroad student, Kate Sullivan, can’t go home for Christmas, she settles for the next best thing: a holiday getaway with her roommates to the French Alps. She hopes four days on the slopes will keep her mind off missing her family and all their holiday traditions. The unexpected, late night arrival of four men she’d never met before was definitely not in her plans; neither was falling head over heels for one of them.
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It's been an eventful week in the Ryder household, capped off by the wonderful book birthday of my second release, Love From Left Field! I'm so excited to see this book out today and for all of you to meet Miranda and Lucas. I hope you love them like I do. Here's another fun snippet to enjoy!
Lucas drove the economy car like it was on the racetrack in Daytona, weaving among the college kids and other people on the road, but Miranda wasn't complaining. She prayed for him to go faster so she wouldn't lose her nerve, and he wouldn't change his mind. She had no illusions about this night or them. Maybe it was one night, or more, but it couldn't be anything other than scratching an itch, satisfying an urge to see how it would be between them. Somehow she knew it'd be explosive.
She reached across the console between the front seats, not a big distance in this tiny car, and ran her fingers up Lucas's leg, a light feathery touch designed to drive him mad. She brushed her hand over the straining fabric and his erection twitched. Before she could cup it, he grabbed her hand and put it back in her own lap, holding it firmly there.
"Be careful, darling, or this night will be over before it gets started."
"Only one time? Well, damn, if that's all you can muster..."
"Miranda, I'm warning you." He growled the words out as he ran a yellow light, that was honestly more red than yellow.
His words and tone sent a shiver up her spine. She wiggled her fingers under his hand, but he only gripped it tighter.
They got to the hotel and he struggled out of the car in record time, heading around to help her out. "Thank God we checked in earlier." He took her hand and dragged her towards the entrance. "My room's closer."
"Eager much?" She laughed, but she kept pace with him, just as impatient as he was.
They took the stairs, not willing to wait for the elevator with the family of five and the squalling baby, a real mood killer for them. He shoved the key into the door and it turned red, then green. He opened the door and stopped, his hand on the frame, blocking her entrance to the room.
"Miranda, it's okay if you change your mind. No hard feelings."
She grabbed his shirt and pulled him down for a kiss.
Then she ducked under his arms and into the room. "You having second thoughts, Lucas?"
"Hell, no. Just trying to be a gentleman like my momma taught me."
"Forget all about that and get in here." She stretched out on the king-sized bed, propped up on one elbow.
He closed the door and tossed the key on the television stand. He stalked her, coming closer, with a heat burning in his eyes. He unbuttoned his shirt and gestured to her.
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It's September. Fall is in the air (although it's supposed to be 90 degree in the northeast US this week). And baseball playoffs are fast approaching. Want to get in the mood for the playoffs? Not quite ready for baseball season to be over? Looking for some sizzle to warm up the cool fall nights?
Book 2 in my Knights of Passion series, Love From Left Field, comes out in one week - Sept 13, 2016.
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From Love from Left Field:
She walked down the hallway and saw a light under the office door she had assigned to Lucas. Maybe he had left the light on. She hesitated for a moment, but curiosity, and the desire to avoid mountains of work, had her feet moving towards the closed door, dread dogging her steps, unavoidable like a natural disaster.
She opened the door and Lucas looked up from his laptop monitor. She didn't want to notice how tired he looked, the way his sandy blond hair was messed up, as if fingers had run through it multiple times. His suit jacket was tossed over the back of a chair and he'd unbuttoned the top two buttons on the shirt.
He studied her coolly, almost as if he had expected her, his gaze steady and expectant.
She flushed and took a step back, fumbling for the door handle. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt."
He stood, his Southern manners not completely gone. "You didn't." A slight pause. "How's your father?"
Tears dampened her eyes and she blinked them away. "He's hanging on. The bypass went well. He's resting comfortably in ICU." She hesitated. "Do you care?"
He frowned and walked around the desk, coming over to her. "I never wanted anything to happen to him."
Her shoulders slumped, lack of sleep, too much caffeine, and too much stress suddenly overwhelming her. The tears that threatened earlier in the conversation now spilled over and ran down her cheeks. Awkwardly, Lucas gathered her in his arms, pulling her close and stroking his hands up and down her back. He rested his chin on her head and let her cry, and the emotions of the past several days emerged in one cathartic instant.
Several minutes later, Miranda returned to her senses and found Lucas's shirt soaked through with her tears. He still held her close, his warmth and strength soothing her aching soul. Her arms had wrapped around his waist without realizing it, holding him close. She picked her head up and stared up at him, his blue eyes looking down at her with compassion and something else.
He lowered his head and pressed his mouth to hers and a whole different set of emotions exploded within her. Heat spread from her stomach and throughout her body; desire a steady throb in her throat. His lips were warm and soft, not pressuring, but for one moment, she clung to him as a safety raft in the swirling chaos of her life, holding on to the escape even for a moment.
A low moan shook her back to reality and she pulled back, staring up at him, slightly dazed. He lifted his head, still holding her arms, keeping her steady.
"Why did you do that?"
He looked as confused as she felt. "I don't know. I just needed to kiss you."
She released the death grip she had on his forearms, grasping the chair with one hand, still not confident in her stability. "Well, we shouldn't do that again."
"Why not?" he asked.
"Because we work together and my father is in the hospital in intensive care after suffering a major heart attack. I highly doubt kissing his biggest enemy should be on my list of things to do."