Title: Summer Fire
Authors: Gennita Low, Stacey Mosteller, R.J. Lewis, L. Wilder, Victoria Danann,
Kym Grosso, Teresa Gabelman, Clarissa Wild, Helen Scott Taylor,
Mona Risk, Lorhainne Eckhart, Victoria James, Linda Barlow, Patrice Wilton,
Joan Reeves, Danielle Jamie, Nicole Blanchard, Brandy L. Rivers, Cat Miller,
Terri Marie, and Mimi Barbour
Publisher: dba 7th House Publishing, Imprint of Andromeda LLC
Release Date: May 26, 2015
Genre: Contemporary, Romance
20 ALL NEW Contemporary Romance stories by New York Times, USA Today, and National Bestselling authors.
Love when it’s hot? So do romance writers. Especially when we’re writing about gritty alphas, angsty bad boys, sizzling attraction, and unrequited passion. So loosen your buttons, turn the fan to oscillate and join us for this steamy, groundbreaking bundle of summer tales that are hot hot hot.
Sizzle by Gennita Low - Spies, Lola and Jake, fall hard for each other. Is their love strong enough for one assignment that would risk everything?
Sinful by R.J. Lewis - Two different people from two different worlds find their lives colliding in the most sinful way.
Summer Storm by L. Wilder - VP Guardrail's life has always been his MC club. It's up to him to fix a wrong, but he wasn't expecting Allie to take him by storm.
A Season in Gemini by Victoria Danann - The first time sexy biker, Brant Fornight, saw Garland St. Germaine, he knew she was going to turn him inside out. And she did.
Solstice Burn by Kym Grosso - Love and temptation flare in a tropical paradise. When Chase rescues Penny, she learns to embrace her inner fantasies.
Sun Burntby Cat Miller - Kesslyn inherits a ranch, but the city girl is unsure she's up for the challenge. Can her sexy foreman rope her into staying forever?
Big Girls Don’t Cryby Mimi Barbour - He’s everything she’s ever wanted in a man. And she’s nothing like the girl she wants to be. Something’s gotta change…
Killer by Clarissa Wild - Secrets could kill you. He murdered her husband. She’s the prime suspect seeking justice. Only one of them can win.
Rodeo Romance by Teresa Gabelman - Jake McCabe had one rule. Never date a client. Trisha Summers had a new rule. Never date a man again. Rules were meant to be broken.
Irish Kisses by Helen Scott Taylor - Ten years ago he said he loved her, then he left and broke her heart. Now he's back, and he wants her again, but can she trust him?
Sweet Surrender by Victoria James - Cade showing up on her doorstep is not what Julia wants-but this bad-boy is back and ready to convince her that this time is forever…
Husband for a Week by Mona Risk - A Sicilian vendetta, a fake husband, and a matchmaking grandmother complicate Jonathan and Isabella’s lives. Can love conquer all?
A Man for Hire by Patrice Wilton - Jordon's ex-boyfriend is bringing home a bride. To save face she hires a hot guy for the weekend. Sparks fly--can this be love?
My Mile-High Mistake by Linda Barlow - Six years ago, she yearned for her sexy, forbidden high school teacher. Now she can't resist his temptation at 35,000 feet.
Heat Lightning by Joan Reeves - Her husband found her, claimed her, rescued her. His touch makes her throb. Her body knows him, but she remembers nothing about him.
Tan Lines and Salty Kisses by Danielle Jamie - Becca and Parker have a second chance at summer romance. The spark is hotter than a Georgia July. Can it withstand news of his secret?
Someone Exactly Like You by Terri Marie - Cameron Barron's plan was solid. A few lies, a disguise, and an apology to Chastity Newberry… What could possibly go wrong?
His Promise by Lorhainne Eckhart - A love they thought would last forever. A promise forgotten. Until one summer night.
Summer Rhythm by Brandy L. Rivers - Doug never could resist Chloe. She always runs. Will this time be different or is their summer rhythm destined to repeat.
Anchor by Nicole Blanchard - I thought it was a weekend from hell, until he showed me a little piece of heaven.
Excerpt from His Promise by Lorhainne Eckhart:
There wasn’t a day that Kim hadn’t loved Bruce. Never in a million years had she doubted that they would be together. At seventeen, they were inseparable. She couldn’t imagine, as she stared up at the thousands of stars in the dark Montana sky not kissing Bruce or feeling his touch on every other day like this one, when she would gaze up at the light of the moon or the bright blue sky.
But then, you never forget the taste of your first love. He touched her the way no other man could. It was imprinted on her soul—the way she molded against him, skin to skin, with each breath. Each moment with him, kissing, touching, or just talking, the sound of his voice melted her soul and had her yearning to see him again before he even left.
She didn’t believe her lips would ever forget the taste of his love. His touch, his smile, the light in his hazel eyes when he held her face in his hands the very first time he’d kissed her—it was all burned forever in her memory.
“Hey, baby.” He came up behind her, sliding his hand over the flat of her stomach. He lifted her hair and pressed a kiss to her cheek before sliding his lips down the soft skin on her neck. He was pulling her back with him into the shadows.
“Where are you taking me?” she asked, then giggled. She couldn’t help it, as he had his hand under her shirt. He’d pulled the long cotton fabric free from the waistband of her jeans and was running his hand over her skin. His belt buckle was pressing into her. She craved the feel of him all the time and mourned his touch when he was gone.
“Where your daddy can’t find us,” he said. He had his hand on the rail of the wooden ladder that led up to the loft. “Go on.”
She didn’t hesitate as she climbed the rail. She could hear the tractor purring in the field. The sound carried, so she knew as long as she could hear it in the distance, they had time alone. “You weren’t supposed to be here today,” she said. “You said you couldn’t come, that you had to pack.”
He pulled her to their space in the loft where the hay bales were stacked against the dark planks. She climbed over the two bales and into their hidden spot, a bed of hay with an old blanket thrown overtop. It was where they always met, where they hid out together. It was where they’d met last night, when she’d snuck out of the house after her parents were asleep. It was where they’d last been together—touching, tasting, exploring each other.
“I couldn’t leave without seeing you again.” He pulled her down with him so they were lying side by side. Her body had a mind of its own and responded to Bruce, moving closer to him, her legs tangled with his, her hands pulling at his shirt, kissing him as she threaded her fingers through his short brown hair. She loved his hair, how it too seemed to do whatever it wanted. The natural waves always had that messy bad-boy look, and every time he cut it, it made the smile that lit up his face and his eyes stand out on his cheeks. And his lips…full and so kissable. Oh, and could Bruce kiss. She loved his long, lean body, his legs, how much taller he was than her—how much stronger. She truly believed he was forever hers, and he wouldn’t let anything come between them.
But she was wrong. Oh so wrong.
“Just one more kiss,” he said as he leaned over her. “I need to know you’ll wait for me.”
“You know I will. I wish you didn’t have to go.” She wanted to cry. It would be ninety-three days of hell until she could feel his touch again, feel his lips on her again, feel his love again. Life was so unfair.
“Kim! Kim!” It was her mother calling out.
“I have to go, but I don’t want to,” she said, rolling onto her back, her hands above her head.
He kissed her one more time and pulled a strand of hay from her hair. “I’ll call you. I promise I will. Baby, remember I fall in love with you over and over every single day. Nothing will come between us. Remember this, feel this.” He took her hand and pressed it to his beating heart. “It’s for you, only for you, that my heart beats. This moment, the way you look now, the blueness in your eyes and how they smile only for me and beg me into your loving arms, the way your long hair teases me and has that curly, messy look even when you try to brush it straight…”
Not a day had gone by without her remembering those last moments together—almost twenty years ago, now. She’d promised to be his forever…that was, until she married someone else.