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There are three things you need to know about Lady Cassandra Fields:
1. Despite being beloved, this diamond of the first water has yet to land a husband.
2. Her bold personality and giving heart help fuel her charitable endeavors.
3. She’s looking for adventure--something beyond ballgowns, drawing rooms, and her ladylike skill with needle and thread.
Thus far, Cassandra’s abysmal luck has kept her from reaching her goals. With no husband and no household, she’s beginning to wonder if she has a future at all. A surprising encounter with a cunning thief brings more to light than Cassandra is prepared to handle. But the lady has never backed down from a challenge, and it seems this mystery man might have finally met his match.
When circumstances, once again, threaten Lady Cassandra’s dreams, she must decide if she’s willing to risk her careful plans for the thief who has stolen her heart.
‘Love Matched’, a Penny Reid Universe Reimagining, is a full-length historical romance, can be read as a standalone, and is book #3 in the London Ladies Embroidery series, Smartypants Romance Out of this World, Penny Reid Book Universe.

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The fire was banked but my bedchamber was warm. I wandered in the relative darkness over to my dressing table and deposited my elaborate mask. Folding my shawl, I placed it on the cushioned seat before hearing a quiet tap on my balcony doors.
Something instinctual within told me who I would find. My heart accelerated with expectation rather than fear.
Moving cautiously, I went to the closed window overlooking the garden and down into the mews. I peered sidelong at the dark form standing just outside my exterior doors, on the second floor of my home.
Anticipation bloomed eager and hopeful, and I threw open the latch. Alexander stood sentry on the small balcony, his hair slightly tousled, expression guarded. His eyes dipped once again to my bodice, but returned admirably after just a moment.
“I was not ready to say good night,” he admitted, finally acknowledging his presence here in my home.
“Somehow I don’t imagine the lock would have posed a challenge for you.”
“I thought it better to ask permission rather than forgiveness.”
“That doesn’t sound like you at all,” I quipped.
He smiled, a weak and wounded thing. “Perhaps I am trying to be more respectable.”
I reached forward and tugged the lapels of his jacket. “I wish you wouldn’t.”
As we moved within, I felt him smile against my lips before he reached low around my thighs and hoisted me up. His boot lifted and he pushed the balcony door gently shut. Then we were shuffling, in the dark, toward my bed. Alexander didn’t bother turning down the coverlet. My back landed softly and he followed, lips still caressing mine.
His weight was a delicious press in the darkness. I felt both bound and safely ensconced. My legs were wide but the bunch of my skirts inhibited full contact between us. I felt his tongue ease forward and lick into my mouth, the heat and movements slow and seductive. One large hand still clutched my outer thigh while the other supported his upper body where he hovered above me.
I broke away from his mouth and squirmed in his arms, reaching for a candle and a match on my bedside table.
“Leave it,” he begged, voice rough and strained. “If I clearly see your face, your body, I’ll come to my senses and climb down your trellis, calling myself every kind of fool for forgetting my place.”
“Your place,” I said, “is right here. With me.”

Laney Hatcher is a firm believer that there is a spreadsheet for every occasion and pie is always the answer. She is an author of stories that have a past, in a language of love that’s universal. Often too practical for her own good, Laney enjoys her life in the southern United States with her husband, children, and incredibly entitled cat.

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Nikki has a lot going on at the moment.
She’s the best sound engineer and mixer at XY Records, she’s working on a super-secret project with a pop megastar, and holding the busier-than-usual studio together.
The last thing she wants or needs is her ex-fiancé to start working in the studio over the summer. She’s over it—him. Obviously. Being ghosted has that effect. But working near someone she used to love has made her life that much more complicated.
Andre has it all figured out. Two and half years ago he had no idea what he was doing when he walked away from the love of his life. But time has given him perspective, and he’s grown up. Which is why the paleontology professor is working part-time at his ex’s recording studio. Because he wants to make amends. And maybe win her back.
Will Nikki give him the chance he thinks he’s ready for? Or will it be her turn to walk away from him?
'All Mixed Up' is a full-length contemporary romance and can be read as a standalone. Book #8 in the Common Threads series, Seduction in the City World, Penny Reid Book Universe.

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He had a chance.
An opportunity.
Just a small one, but it was there, and he wasn’t going to run away from it.
Not this time.
Never again.
He turned the car into the parking lot, excitement buzzing in his veins.
Every decision in his life had brought him to this moment and he felt good about it.
He was finally ready to embrace life and stop being afraid to be happy.
It was going to be good from here on out—great even.
He hit the brakes as a flash of color and limbs hit his windshield with a loud thud. The car came to a hard stop and the colors rolled off the hood of the car and hit the ground.
“Oh God.” He slammed the car into park and undid his seat belt.
How had that happened?
“Please don’t be a person. Please don’t be a person.” His stomach turned and his hands shook as he shoved the door open.
The hot, sticky July heat engulfed him immediately as he ran around the front of his car.
It was a person.
He dropped to his knees, hands trembling.
He’d hit a person!
With his car!
“Are you okay?” he asked, not sure where to put his hands.
It was a woman in a bright dress. The fabric tangled around her legs, both of her shoes had come off, her arms were tucked under her body at an odd angle.
And the hair…her hair was blonde.
And she was utterly still.
He reached for her, knowing it was Nicole and still hoping it wasn’t.
Footsteps came racing toward him, but he didn’t glance up.
“Call an ambulance,” he said to whoever had joined them and he felt her neck for a pulse.
A flutter under his fingertips let him know she was alive.
Of course, she was alive. The car had barely been moving. It couldn’t possibly be that bad.
Please don’t be that bad.
He pressed his face to the ground to get level with hers and brushed her hair out of her eyes. She was unconscious. Or at least, she appeared to be unconscious. He didn’t want to move her, but he also wanted to be sure she could breathe.
He looked up to see that they were surrounded by some people he knew and some he didn’t.
A dark-haired man in a light blue Henley was on the phone with emergency services.
Sabine joined him on the ground.
Sabine?
He did a double take on his younger sister. Why was she there?
“What happened?” she asked.
“She got hit by a car.”
Sabine’s head jerked around as she looked from André to his car and back again.
Nicole made a noise and they both looked down to her before Sabine could state the obvious.
“Ow,” Nicole whimpered. She tried to move and cried out.
“Don’t move. Where does it hurt?” André placed a hand gently between her shoulder blades and lifted it again.
Nicole ignored his instruction to not move and rolled onto her back. She cradled her right elbow with her left hand, face contorted in pain. Water started leaking from her eyes.
“I’m okay,” she lied through her tears.
André skimmed his fingers along her hairline, brushing away flecks of dirt and gravel. He scanned the scrapes and marks on her face and arms and legs. His stomach twisted with guilt and fear.
“Please stop moving,” he whispered.
If he’d injured her to a point—
No.
He couldn’t go there. She was fine.
Her blue eyes flashed as they raked over his face. Like she was just now realizing who he was.
“What…?” she started to ask and struggled to sit up.
He sucked in a breath and held his hands out, palms facing her. “Stay there.”
She narrowed her eyes at him and all those fantasies that he’d had about seeing her again crumbled into dust like the guy from Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade who chose the grail that wasn’t so holy.
Sirens grew closer and relief began to prickle in the back of his mind. “It’s okay,” he said, trying to reassure her (and himself). “The paramedics are almost here.”
He couldn’t stop looking at her.
It had been years since he’d seen her, and somehow, she was even more beautiful than he remembered.

Heidi Hutchinson creates funny, clever, slow burn romance for readers looking for a guaranteed happily ever after.
She hopes the stories she writes inspire her readers to take their hearts on one more adventure.
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She is fueled by her unwavering and perfectly normal devotion to Dave Grohl and coffee.
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All Mixed Up by Heidi Hutchinson
Meet Your Matcha by Nanxi Wen
Love Matched by Laney Hatcher
Ewe Complete Me by Susannah Nix


Love defies logic when two polar opposites attract.
Chloe and Brandon have nothing in common. She’s a spontaneous, people-loving fiber artist; he’s an uptight, introverted law student. The only thing they agree on during their blind date is that they hope to never see each other again.
Except they do have something in common—Brandon’s mother Dawn, who happens to be Chloe’s boss and dear friend. Which is how they end up stuck with each other for a six-hour road trip to Dawn’s destination wedding.
But as they get to know each other better, their mutual irritation morphs into an inescapable connection. Maybe these two opposites aren't so mismatched after all. Could Brandon be the yin to Chloe’s yang? The peanut butter to her jelly? The rock to her roll?
Or will their differences tear them apart when they return to their normal lives at the end of the wedding weekend?
'Ewe Complete Me' is a full-length contemporary romance and can be read as a standalone. Book #6 in the Common Threads series, Seduction in the City World, Penny Reid Book Universe.

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I didn’t know why I kept bothering with online dating. I could be at home in my favorite sloth pajamas right now crocheting in front of the TV instead of sitting on this uncomfortable faux-industrial stool sipping a watered-down margarita.
Why did I keep setting myself up for disappointment? I’d even curled my hair and taken extra time with my makeup this morning. Not that you could tell after eight hours of hauling inventory around at work. I’d also worn my cutest bra today, which happened to be my least comfortable. The underwire had practically fused with my ribs. I’d probably need to have it surgically removed.
And for what? To be stood up by a stranger named Bran.
So much for my perfect match.
To be honest, I’d had my doubts about his perfection from the moment the notification from FindUrPartner hit my inbox. For starters, his name was Bran. Not only did it bring to mind high-fiber laxatives and regular bowel movements, it sounded like the kind of one-syllable name favored by too many of the douchebags I’d known in high school. What was it about guys with names like Brock and Bryce and Beck that they seemed to grow up into entitled jerks?
On top of that, Bran was a law student, and every law student I’d ever met was a competitive, self-absorbed overachiever. Which was the exact opposite of what I wanted in a boyfriend. Not to mention, my father was a lawyer, so…yeah. I had some not-good feelings about men who wanted to be lawyers.
I should have swiped left based on the law student thing alone, but I’d been lured in by Bran’s profile photo. He’d had a nice smile and kind-looking eyes, so I’d given him a shot. That would teach me to judge a book by its cover. Actual kind eyes never would have stood me up. That probably wasn’t even him in the picture. Those were likely some stock photo model’s kind eyes that I’d been suckered into meeting for a drink.
Deciding I’d waited long enough, I clambered off my stool and turned to make my escape…only to find myself face-to-face with the very pair of eyes I’d been ruminating over, along with the dark hair, chiseled cheekbones, and square chin I recognized from Bran’s profile photo.
Wowza. Definitely not a stock photo.

Susannah Nix is an award-winning author of contemporary romances featuring smart women and swoony men, including the Chemistry Lessons series of romcoms about women who work in STEM fields and the Starstruck series of movie star romances.
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Marly Rivers is not crazy. No matter what everyone says. They may think her dream is foolish, but she plans to prove them all wrong—one jar of moonshine at a time.
Single dad Wade Kelley is just fine. No matter what his best friend Jed says. He doesn’t need a woman in his life. But when his son Jake breaks a jar of moonshine, he sets something in motion that neither Wade nor Marly are prepared for.
A friendly favor turns into late nights, long dinners, and a romp in the woods. And in a deer stand too. By the time Wade realizes he’s fallen hard and deep for Mad Marly, it may be too late to tell her. When she falls into real and sudden danger with poachers, he may not even be able to save her.
‘Peaches and Dreams’ is a full-length contemporary romance and can be read as a standalone. Book #4 in the Green Valley Heroes series, Green Valley Chronicles, Penny Reid Book Universe.

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He cleared his throat and glanced back toward the door. “No. This is it. I’d better go. Jake’s in the truck.”
“Yeah. I was standing right here when you told him to go wait in it two minutes ago.”
He gave me that confused expression again, but I don’t know why. He was the one stating the obvious.
“Right.” He turned and marched for the door.
I followed him toward the exit. “Did you want to pay for that? Or were you planning on stealing it?”
“Huh?” he turned near the door.
I was used to flustering people, particularly men, so this didn’t surprise me.
“You already paid Kayla?” I pointed to the jar in his hand.
“Oh, hell.” He shook his head and met me at the register.
I glanced out the window to check on Jake. He was sitting in the passenger seat of a big Chevy next to my Ford-150. After ringing Wade up, I gave him his change then bagged his jar of moonshine.
“You sure you don’t want me to pay for that broken jar?” he asked. “I don’t know why, but I feel like you’re covering for Jake. Kids gotta learn to pay when they make mistakes.”
“I’m sure you’re absolutely correct and know much more about parenting than I do, seeing as I am not a parent. But don’t you worry your pretty little head about it. It’s all good.”
Again, he gave me that blank-faced, puzzled expression as I handed over his moonshine in a paper bag and beamed brightly up at him.
“You’re a funny kind of woman, Marly.”
“You better believe it. I put the fun in funny.” I winked.
He shook his head and took the bag, but I swear I saw him actually crack a smile before he ducked his chin and strolled out to his truck.
Kayla joined me behind the counter while we both watched him walk across the parking lot. Though I was not a fan of Wade Kelley—the grouchy man hated country music, for Pete’s sake—I had to admit he looked awfully good walking away.
“Why’d you make up a story for the kid?”
I shrugged. “Just wanted to. He’s a cute kid who looked like he was about to cry. I wanted him to smile.”
“His daddy is more than cute. Good gracious alive.”
I watched Wade slide into the driver’s seat and say something to his son. He didn’t seem angry as he started the truck, braced his arm across the backseat and looked back as he reversed.
“You think so?”
“Hell, girl. Are you kidding me? That man is a full-on smoke-show.”
“I don’t see it.” Not entirely.
As Wade’s truck reversed, I could make out that deep frown of his through the window. His dark eyes caught mine for a split second. Or two. Then he turned around and drove out of the parking lot.
“Fine by me,” added Kayla, heading toward the breakroom. “You let me tend to his every need next time he comes in.”
Frowning, I headed back to the boxes of Peppermint Patty and the display I needed to finish, wondering why Kayla was annoying me so much today

JULIETTE is a multi-published author of paranormal and fantasy romance & the co-host of the podcast, Smart Women Read Romance. As a native of Louisiana, she lives in the heart of Cajun land with her husband, four kids, her labs, Kona and Jeaux, and kitty, Betty. When she isn’t working on her next project, she enjoys binge-watching her favorite shows with her husband and a glass (or two) of red wine.

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