Dance is in Cami’s blood, but a bombshell diagnosis puts her on the sidelines. Now returning for her senior year of college, she’s determined to prove she is the dancer she once was. Each year, at the end of the semester, the campus hosts a dance festival. Cami knows this is her shot at redemption, but while at a party, things go horribly wrong and Cami suddenly has a new boyfriend: Marsh Lincoln.
Marsh Lincoln has two left feet…
He doesn’t dance. A nasty accident haunts Marsh and he’s just ready to graduate. Until he’s told he’s missing credits. The only class left to fill his missing credits? Ballroom dancing. To make matters worse, his girlfriend breaks-up with him in front of everyone at a party, leaving him with a new girlfriend he’s never met before…
It takes two to tango…
Acting like the perfect couple isn’t easy when you’ve just met. When the lines between what’s real and pretend blurs, they have to ask themselves: Can you catch feelings for something that’s all pretend?
Tinia (TUH-NIA) Montford is a Pisces who’s a sap for romance, especially when there’s (tons of) kissing. Loves eighties sitcoms and will consume anything with chocolate. She graduated from the University of San Francisco with a degree in English and Graphic Design.
She is a world traveler having climbed a volcano in Nicaragua, scaled Angkor Wat in the blistering sun, and roamed the Acropolis of Athens. Oh, she also dabbles in short stories occasionally.
If you can’t catch her writing, you can bet she’s overindulging on poke bowls, listening to the same four songs, or chilling with her adorbs doggie. She is currently pursuing her MFA in Fiction.
Title: Fauxmance Author: Cookie O’Gorman Genre: Young Adult Contemporary Romance
Fauxmance (fow-mans): Term for a romantic relationship that is fake. Real feelings, like love, are strictly prohibited. See also: Why would anyone enter a fake relationship?
Eighteen-year-old Magnolia believes in true love.
Or she did.
When her boyfriend dumps her the day before her sister’s wedding, Maggie is devastated—but her broken heart is only part of the problem. Maggie is the maid of honor, and her sister insists: Every member of the bridal party must have an escort. No exceptions.
Thank goodness for Hayden Davenport.
Sarcastic, cocky, a surprisingly good listener and self-professed player, when Maggie gets stuck in an elevator with the handsome stranger, she thinks she’s found the perfect wedding date. Unfortunately, Hayden hates weddings. Like really hates them.
But one soul-shattering kiss changes everything.
Maggie needs a fake boyfriend. Hayden wants to prove he’s changed his playboy ways. Faking it should be easy. The hard part?
Remembering it’s all pretend and not falling in love for real.
This book features two opposites with sizzling chemistry, a sweet, hopeless romantic and a cynical bad boy who’ll steal your heart. Elevators, fake romance, and weddings, oh my! Get ready to swoon, laugh, and say ‘I do’ to this heartfelt YA romance.
Cookie O’Gorman writes YA & NA romance to give readers a taste of happily-ever-after. Small towns, quirky characters, and the awkward yet beautiful moments in life make up her books. Cookie also has a soft spot for nerds and ninjas. Her novels ADORKABLE, NINJA GIRL, The Unbelievable, Inconceivable, Unforeseeable Truth About Ethan Wilder, The Good Girl’s Guide to Being Bad, The Kissing Challenge (YA novella), and WALLFLOWER are out now! She is also the author of NA sports romances The Best Mistake and The Perfect Play. Her newest release CUPCAKE came out on November 2, 2021!
I’m just a human, standing in front of the devil… …trying not to succumb to my darkest desires.
The truth is, all a girl really needs is chocolate and a lifetime supply of AA batteries.
Well, that and revenge on the ex that destroyed my career as an investigative journalist.
Which is why the devilishly handsome dark angel that saved my life is nothing more than a means to an end. Getting close to him will resurrect my career.
But when he looks at me like I’m his greatest desire, I can’t resist the temptation of knowing what forbidden fruit like him would taste like.
After all, I’ve learned my lesson. This time it’s just pleasure, no attachment.
Because men like him were made to break hearts, and mine can’t afford anymore cracks.
The way he looked at me, as if he were nervous but at the same time, wanted something from me. I knew his reputation, of course. And though I had zero desire to be one of hundreds, I had to admit that it felt good to think that a man who could have any woman here was choosing me.
Maybe Alexis is right. Maybe I need a one-night stand.
A glance at his lips had me wondering if he was as talented with that mouth as his reputation said he was. The thought flashed through my brain and straight to my clit so fast that I couldn’t breathe for a second.
And that’s why I should’ve gotten those batteries for my vibrator last week. I’m way too horny to think straight.
“Listen,” I said, shifting away from him with an iron will, “I have no judgment on what you do with the copious amounts of women you’ve pursued over the years.”
“Funny, it doesn’t sound that way,” the words were spoken more bite than before.
“I just don’t want to be one of them.”
“And who says you would be?”
I leveled a look that said I could see right through him and shook my head.
“You know,” he said, closing the distance I’d created a moment ago. “maybe you’re not my type.”
“Oh dear, I’ve wounded your fragile ego.”
He laughed.
“Hardly.”
Now it was my turn to lean in. I knew that, in this dress, such a move would show more cleavage. I was playing with fire. But for once, I wanted the upper hand when it came to a man, and I had a feeling showing Nathan what he couldn’t have was the way to do it.
“You’re not the kind of man that likes to lose, are you?”
“I don’t experience it very often, let’s put it like that.”
“Oh, so you’re saying this is new for you?”
“Having a woman play hard to get when what she really wants is to climb me like a tree?”
My lips parted with surprise, because while I was rehearsing why I should run away, I was indeed wanting that.
Now Nathan leaned in again, which brought him very close to my lips. He stared at them with a hungry glint in his eye that stole my breath. When was the last time a man had looked me like that?
He’ll use you and throw you out with the morning trash, don’t forget that.
I pressed my lips together and stood up a little straighter, barely getting an inch more space between us.
“It happens sometimes,” he continued.
“And let me guess,” I said, proud of the fact that my voice was still hard as granite, “they always give in?”
He grinned at me like I was the prey and he was going to savor every square inch of me. It sent heat pooling in my core, which I grit my teeth against.
“If you’re not going to tell me your name,” he said, “I’ll just call you Red.”
I frowned at the change in subject. What the hell was he talking about? Then I looked down at the dress and blushed.
“My name is Tessa.”
“Too late, Red suits you. And on the subject of women giving in. Yes, they do.”
I swallowed.
“Oh, really?”
“Yes, and do you want to know why?”
Before I could answer, Nathan continued. His voice took on the feel of molten chocolate on my skin, all sweet, dark seduction.
“Because they want to know what it’s like, just once, to be thoroughly explored like the delicious specimens of beauty they are.”
My lips parted and I took in a surprised breath.
Nathan’s eyes zeroed in on me, his body so close to mine that I could feel the heat radiating from him. His smile faded and he brought his lips to my ear. The feather touch of his breath on my cheek sent shivers down my spine. I was frozen in place, helpless against the power of the lust he’d stoked in me. “I bet no one’s ever taken the time to do it properly, have they?” he whispered.
Trish has been obsessed with stories about female heroes ever since she put on her first pair of Wonder Woman under-roos and spun around. After realizing that fear of failure had been holding her back, Trish became her very own hero and participated in National Novel Writing Month in 2015.
Since then, Trish has braved the constant attacks of her nemeses Inner Critic and No Time, in order to achieve the impossible: An artistic life with two kids!
Trish was one of the co-creators of the super hero comedy web series “The Collectibles”. She’s also one of the masterminds behind Superhero-Fiction.com, a one stop shop for superhero books, and one of the hosts of the Geekorama podcast.
Her first novel “Serpent’s Return” was re-released in 2019 and is the first book in an Urban Fantasy Superhero series, The Vigilantes: The Rise of Heroes. She writes Superhero Urban fantasy under T.L. Heinrich, and Superhero Romance under Trish Heinrich You can find her and her superhero series at www.trishheinrich.com
