Head back to Thorne Haven in the last book of the series. Follow Finn on his journey of heartbreak, redemption, and a whole lot of secrets!
I spent most of my life keeping a secret. I was ashamed. I was scared. I was broken.
I thought my life was over the moment I met her, but I quickly realized it was only beginning.
She has her own hidden depths in those pretty eyes. And when she learns who I really am, I’m convinced she’ll push me away. But life has taught me to expect the unexpected.
It’s time to stand up for who I am. It’s time to admit who I love. And it’s time to seek love instead of darkness. But nothing is as easy as it seems because things have a way of revealing themselves at the most inopportune times.
Dani is a USA Today Bestselling Author of dark and deviant romance with a seductive edge.
Originally from Cape Town, South Africa, she now lives in the UK with her better half who does all the cooking while she writes all the words.
When she’s not writing, she can be found binge-watching the latest TV series, or working on graphic design either for herself, or other indie authors.
She enjoys reading books about handsome villains and feisty heroines, mostly dark, always seductive, and sometimes depraved. She has a healthy addiction to tattoos, coffee, and ice cream.
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Title: Hot Girl Summer Author: Sonia Palermo Genre: Contemporary Romance
Party hard, love harder.
Sophia DeLuca is over casual hook-ups. Between her sister’s eating disorder, her track record of falling for fuckboys, and a lifetime of being written off as a shallow flake, “failure to launch” may as well be her middle name.
Under false pretences and a fake name, she meets Danny Pearce, an obnoxious musician on the opposite end of the millennial spectrum. Danny is cocky, rude, and a contender for fuckboy of the year.
After a series of serendipitous encounters and a secret gig, Sophia unexpectedly falls for Danny. But when he is faced with his own demons, Sophia must reclaim her power and forgive the past, or risk losing the only thing that’s real.
“…Are you ready for your private show, Miss DeLuca? I figured since we missed the encore on Saturday, you deserve to have your own.”
He lifts the strap over his head and proceeds to tune the telecaster by ear. Slow hands begin to play, instantly transporting me back to the night of the gig. His breath in my hair, the beach, his car, his sexy but subtle Riviera fragrance. I can smell it now. Our almost kiss…
Long fingers move with grace along the fretboard, and my heart threatens to burst through my chest at the sound of his voice breaking through the instrumental. Fine lines deepen around his eyes as he closes them, a surrender to emotion with every brush of the metal. This is the sexiest and most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. To see him come undone to the music, to completely surrender, it undoes me as well.
With each repetition a new and subtle variation is born. His eyes remain closed, creating the perfect opportunity to study his face, and I swear I can almost see the music coursing through the veins of his exposed forearms, the way those little muscles flex every time he changes chords drive me wild. In twenty seconds, I’ve become the girl who goes gaga over musicians.
My scalp tingles, slowly spreading to my spine, legs, arms. The span of my fingers, the tips of my toes, and the warmth flooding my body sends me into a blissful, almost meditative state. He’s my own tailor-made ASMR experience.
Gaze softened, I press a palm between my legs, rocking my hips against it to relieve the building pressure. I imagine myself in his hands. Deft fingers sliding across my neck, moving down my body, tracing my curves with slow hands and a delicate, yet confident, touch.
Heavy-lidded, I visualise the roughness of his palms on bare, soft skin, swaying back and forth to the easy rhythm in an attempt to dull the ache between my legs. I want to draw out this feeling for as long as possible until the song is over and beyond. I want his eyes on every inch of my body, his mouth on mine, and his hands pressed between my thighs. Music and breath thunder in my ears as Danny plays harder. Tipping my head back, I close my eyes, letting my senses take me on a journey. Every movement he makes, every chord change, every slight alteration in pitch and tone sends my pulse racing as subtle wisps of citrus and white florals perfume the air. I rock harder against my palm, a crescendo carrying me to the edge as my toes curl, my body jerks and I cry out.
Instead, it landed me in the bed of Atticus Savage, my brother’s best friend.
And boy does he not seem happy about it.
Cast out of his world and into his icy gaze, I have to find a way to move on with my life without him in it. I try not to let it bother me, but Atticus played the leading role in all my girlhood fantasies.
Now, he’s my real life villain.
Atticus
Tessa Campbell will always be the one woman I can never have. The proverbial forbidden fruit. But that doesn’t stop me from wanting her, and when I find her sneaking around my penthouse, things get physical.
It felt too good to be a mistake, but when she dashes the next morning, I realize that my delight was her regret.
But when a strange twist of fate reunites us, hidden feelings are confessed. Tessa makes a bold proposition: become friends with benefits—but only for thirty days.
There’s no way I can say no, but as the clock ticks down, I quickly realize that a lifetime with Tessa would never be enough.
Now all I have to do that convince her that I’ll be her happily-ever-after.
Lark Anderson is a USA Today bestselling author and a self-proclaimed nit-picking nerd. She has over a dozen hilarious contemporary romance novels out and is excited to explore writing shifter romances.
In her free time, she enjoys hanging out with her family, playing Magic: The Gathering, reading, and binge-watching television.
