Monday, February 23, 2026
New Release Review: Taylor's Father by Penelope Ward
Sunday, February 8, 2026
New Release Review: Try Me by Adriana Locke
Try Me by Adriana LockeMy rating: 4 of 5 stars
As an avid podcast listener, I really enjoyed the setting of Try Me- it was so cool to see behind the scenes of the industry! Drake Bennett was all green flags to me and totally swoon-worthy. I loved seeing Drake take fake dating Gianna so seriously- it was so refreshing to see a guy with so many positive characteristics. As always, author Adriana Locke wrote the best banter between these two- they were so different, yet still so well matched and great for each other.
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Friday, February 6, 2026
Cover Reveal: Crooked by Vi Keeland and Penelope Ward
A new, sexy standalone novel from New York
Times Bestsellers, Vi Keeland and Penelope Ward…
The last thing I needed was a live-in bodyguard. And I
definitely didn’t want him. Six foot two, with broad shoulders that were
impossible to ignore and a talent for getting in my way, Wes Callahan was a
walking bad decision.
But when you’re the daughter of a notorious mob boss,
apparently your opinions stop mattering the moment your father ignites another
war. I’d spent my entire life trying to escape that crooked world—new name, new
city, newfound freedom. At least until I was suddenly shacked up with my new
bodyguard.
Wes knew exactly how to push my buttons. He was also
infuriatingly protective. And smart. And funny. And thoughtful when he thought
I wasn’t paying attention. Little by
little, the walls I’d built started to crack, and falling for the bodyguard
became the most dangerous thing I’ve ever done. Because if my father found out,
Wes wouldn’t just lose his job. He’d lose his life.
Getting involved with him was reckless, yet I couldn’t find a way to stop it, no matter how hard I tried. But while I was busy losing my heart, the man who took it was hiding a secret.
Tuesday, January 27, 2026
New Release Review: Falling for the Fake Lumberjack by Sara Ney
Falling for the Fake Lumberjack by Sara NeyMy rating: 4 of 5 stars
I absolutely devoured this on the airplane and I am 100% sure I snorted with laughter way too many times to count! Author Sara Ney never fails to make me laugh, and Lucy and Harris's story was a hoot! This was light and frothy and funny and just a delight! Bonus points for no third act break-up drama!
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Thursday, January 22, 2026
New Release Review: Just Breaking the Rules by Lauren Blakely
Just Breaking The Rules by Lauren BlakelyMy rating: 5 of 5 stars
This was a delight! Corbin and Mabel were so great together and we got a bakery setting! So fun to have them both have this dream and to do it together. I always adore author Lauren Blakely's wit and she is the best banter writer I know. The love letters from the past were a treat and I loved the parallel of the letter romance to Corbin and Mabel's romance.
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Sunday, January 11, 2026
New Release Review: The Exception by Vi Keeland
Wednesday, January 7, 2026
Excerpt Reveal: Just Breaking the Rules by Lauren Blakely
From #1 New York Times bestselling author Lauren Blakely, comes the first standalone hockey romance in her brand new Hockey Ever After series, JUST BREAKING THE RULES! This sexy, single dad, opposites attract hockey workplace romance answers the burning question -- what happens when you open a small town bakery with your brother's hockey star best friend? This romance about the one that got away is filled with steamy moments, love letters, and all the heart, heat, and humor you’ve come to love from Lauren’s sports romances! Releasing January 21st in all formats, and free to read in Kindle Unlimited, check out the excerpt below and pre-order your copy today!
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Samantha Brentmoor & Teddy Hamilton narrate in Duet!
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About JUST BREAKING THE RULES (Coming 1/21/2026):
Everyone knows the golden rule of business—don’t bang your business partner.
Especially if he’s your brother’s hot-as-sin, hockey-star best friend.
But when the sexy single dad athlete saves me from a cake contest catastrophe—and shows me how good he is with his hands—I blurt out the world’s worst business pitch: Want to invest in my bakery?
With no loan or backup plan, this is my last shot at proving I’m more than my past mistakes, and shockingly, he says yes.
We set one rule: don’t mix business with pleasure.
Except Corbin Knight’s impossible to resist.
When he’s not scoring goals, he’s staying up late with me to test tempting recipes.
Braiding my hair before we bake like it’s foreplay.
Giving me his jersey to wear to games.
I try to keep a professional distance from the bossy, possessive and dangerously flirty hockey player, but soon we’re testing the limits of the kitchen counter.
This bakery is my chance to finally get my life right, so I fight the messy feelings.
Until one night, he shows up after closing and admits he can’t stop thinking about me.
Suddenly I’m ready to break every rule—no matter the cost to our dreams.
And breaking the rules has never tasted so good.
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Read the Excerpt:
In a flash, he dips his brush into the red paint, then darts out a strong arm, wraps it around my waist, and grips me in place. He lifts the brush and brandishes it.
Inches from my face.
My breath catches.
Everything goes silent between us. The Frank Ocean tune finishes. The air crackles. He’s holding me and staring at me, all while threatening me with red paint in a way I want to be threatened, judging from the heat climbing up my legs.
“I have no choice,” he murmurs at last, then he drags the brush along the hollow of my throat.
It’s cool and soft, the paintbrush slick and surprisingly sensuous as he runs it slowly down to my chest, bristles turning a swath of my pale skin red. He stops at the neckline of my shirt.
All thought flees my head. I’m nothing but atoms and vibrating molecules. I can’t even speak. I’m just breathing—and breathing him in.
The scent of paint, delightfully non-toxic, mixes with his aftershave. Or maybe it’s bodywash. I don’t know, but that campfire-by-the-lake scent is not only going to my head, it’s going to my thighs. I squeeze them together, lick my lips, and try to find a word, a phrase—something to tease him with.
But when his brow furrows again, like he’s at war with himself, I stay quiet. His silent debate stretches a few seconds, then he gives in with a raspy, “You have red paint on your chest.”
“Like a candy apple,” I say.
His gaze strays to the canvas of me, his eyes turning darker, glimmering like emeralds. When he raises his face, he drops the brush to the floor. It clatters against the drop cloth, a spray of red splattering on the ground. But I don’t care where, since the sound of the brush falling feels like a before and after. Mine falls from my hand and splatters too.
Slowly, teasingly, Corbin runs his calloused finger across the paint on my body. I pant ludicrously loud. It feels too good.
“Good enough to bite,” he muses as he traces a circle near my breastbone.
“I don’t think the paint would taste good,” I say.
“Probably not, but this would.”
His lips come crashing down on mine, and I grab him, my fingers roping through his messy hair, tugging him close. He kisses me hard, a little ruthlessly, all teeth and heat and need.
My brain is buzzing, my body humming, but somewhere in the back of my mind, I’m keenly aware there’s a pretty mural inches from us, and I just don’t want to mess it up.
“The mural,” I whisper with concern.
He backs up, away from our work, scanning it to make sure we didn’t smear it. It’s safe. He spins me around and pushes me against the brass pole.
Is that a sign? “Do you want me to strip?” I ask in between hot, wet, deep kisses.
“Don’t tempt me.”

















