Your Romance Book Bargains for November 25, 2022

Whisterpoop – definition: (v) a small smack upside the head.

There’s big trouble in Little Ivory.

It’s 1999 and Karen Whittington has just turned fifty. Her plans to start life anew are thwarted by a series of ex-lovers who each appear to have a secret. Armed only with her cat and a collection of romance novels, Karen must discover what brought these men back to her quaint village of Little Ivory and answer the age-old question: can an aging librarian with a case of arthritis, a not-so-dead husband, and a talent for overlooking the obvious save the day?

Whisterpoop was named 2021 Runner-Up in Humor by Indies Today!

He put a spell on me…
Or at least he must have, because none of this makes any sense. None of this can be real. I’m not a mage with magical powers…I’m just me. Ellie Sutton. Your average, everyday seventeen-year-old high school human student. My biggest concerns are bullies, failed exams, and missing the express subway twice in one day.

Magic is something I read about in comic books, it’s not real. People don’t move things with their minds or summon lightning with their hands. I don’t care what Stellan Wentworth says. It doesn’t matter that he’s breathtakingly beautiful or that his eyes sparkled when I challenge him. He’s the kind of hero found in romance novels, not my real life. I’m dreaming, I have to be.

Because if I’m not, then what he’s telling me is true. This gorgeous, terrifying world is in turmoil…and if I don’t learn how to use my magic overnight…they’ll all die.

Category: Paranormal Romance

Building a fitness empire takes hard work. I can’t afford to be distracted by the curvy yoga instructor who gets my blood pumping to areas that aren’t work-appropriate. Then one whispered word crushes my resolve. She calls me Daddy. Now I’m tangled up in compromising positions with a virgin half my age, learning to play as hard as I work.

Category: Contemporary Romance

When aspiring artist Liza Brookes reluctantly takes a job as an executive assistant to support her sick aunt, she expects a boring, corporate life. What she didn’t expect was Alistair Sinclair.

A ruthless, headache-inducing taskmaster, her new boss seems to make it his job to drive her insane. But that’s not the only thing making her crazy – it just so happens that Alistair is the most attractive man Liza has ever laid eyes on.

While her fiendishly handsome boss wants nothing more than to rid himself of his new assistant, Liza stubbornly refuses to let him win. Soon, she’s diving headfirst into the dizzying rollercoaster of wealth, fame, and office politics, determined to stay one step ahead of Alistair and prove him wrong – one mocha at a time.

Liza keeps telling herself that her job is purely for the money, so why is it that all she can think about is Alistair Sinclair?

Category: Contemporary Romance

The wages of sin is death…love was never supposed to be part of that.

To the world, I am Maddox Masters, billionaire heir, golden-boy, and king of the spotlight. They don’t know the darkness inside.

I’m toxic. Dangerous in every sense of the word. My life is one horrifying event after another, and I am at the center of it all.

They tell me it’s not my fault. I smile and pretend for their sake, but I know different. Invite me into your life, and it’s guaranteed I’ll destroy it. I am Sin incarnate, and to atone, I carry everyone else’s as well as the weight of my own.

The world would be better off without me, and I’ve tried to speed up the process. But there’s always someone there to save me.

This time, it’s a whiskey-eyed angel with broken wings. I want to heal her, and she wants to save me. But staying close long enough to do so, I fear, will destroy her. Is she the cure to my poison, or am I the death to her life?

Shed My Skin is book five in the Sons of Sin series and book one of Maddox Master’s story, and does end on a cliffhanger. While the preceding books do not have to be read prior, it is recommended.

Category: Contemporary Romance

From the flames of sin I rose, by her virtue, I fell…

I found her in my eleventh hour. My whiskey-eyed canary. Quinn.

Call it Fate or destiny or whatever, but she is the melody to calm my madness. With her, the demons inside me quiet. She doesn’t have a hold on my heart, she owns it. She is my everything.

I’ve been given a second-chance and I’m not about to squander it. This time, I’m not fighting to let go. I’ll fight the past, my darkness, and my fear and hold on.

To her, only her, and to our future.