She was his best friend, his first love. And she broke his heart. Now she’s back. Will they find a second chance?

Dream an all-new emotional and romantic standalone from New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Carly Phillips is coming October 16th!

As a little girl, Andrea Harmon wanted to marry a prince, and Kyle Davenport hoped it would be him. But he never told her how he felt, and lost her as a result. Because sometimes the bad guy gets the girl. And Kyle left town to get over her.

Andi made the wrong choice years ago, choosing the bad boy over the best friend she trusted and she paid for it every day since.

Coming face to face with his former best friend was bound to happen once he moved back to Rosewood Bay, but for Kyle, becoming her son’s new teacher is a painful reminder of what they never had. But this time around, Kyle is determined to change their ending. Prince Charming is determined to break down her walls.

Except that no happily-ever-after is won without a fight—and her ex-husband doesn’t like to lose.

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Excerpt:

“I didn’t mean to drag you away from Kimberly. You two seemed to be hitting it off.”

He didn’t pull his hand away from her face, struck by the tinge of something in her voice. Jealousy? And if so, why did it please him that she cared?

“Kimberly was like a leech who wouldn’t let go. She even used her sick brother’s story to hang on to me. I wasn’t doing anything more than offering sympathy,” he said, opting for the truth.

Andi blinked, unmistakable relief in her pretty brown eyes. “Really?”

“Did it bother you when you thought I was into her?” he heard himself asking, knowing he hadn’t planned to go down this road, but the attraction between them was a real, tangible thing.

His fingers itched to run through her thick, wavy hair, and he couldn’t tear his gaze from her glossed lips as she ran her tongue nervously over them. Not to mention the energy it took not to look down at her full breasts beneath the jersey.

“Would it upset you if I said it did? That watching you with her stirred up feelings that took me by surprise?”

“I shouldn’t want you, Andi. You hurt me. Took a fucking knife to my heart. But that was in the past. And what’s going on now between us is the present.”

Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears, the past alive despite them both wanting to put it behind them. But everything inside him was pulled toward her now, drawn to her fragile strength and beauty.

He dipped his head and pressed his mouth to hers. Warm and giving, her soft lips moved beneath his. His hand slid around her jaw, tilting her head, giving him better access as his tongue delved into her mouth and tangled with hers. Finally, finally, finally, finally. His heart beat out the word in rapid rhythm, a long-held desire coming true as her kiss turned him inside out.

He explored the deep recesses of her mouth, tasting her essence, aware of his body’s reaction, the swell of his cock behind his jeans, the spike in adrenaline, the racing of his pulse.

Despite the pain, the anger, the hurt, this was the girl of his dreams and she was in his arms, eagerly accepting his kiss. He slid his hand into her hair, grasping the thick strands between his fingers and tugging as the kiss turned hotter and he backed her against the vanity, his waist flush against hers, his hard erection cradled between her thighs. His cock throbbed with unappeased need, desire flowing between them.

Until a hard knock sounded on the door, startling them into breaking apart. She looked at him, wide-eyed, the surprise etched in her face as strong as the shock rippling through him.

“Be right out,” he called to the person on the other side of the door.

He glanced at Andi, her face now flushed a bright red. “There’s no way to avoid walking out together, is there?” she asked.

“Whether you go first or last, whoever it is heard my voice.” Her blush deepened.

“Well, then here’s to giving them something more to talk about.”

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Carly Phillips is the N.Y. Times and USA Today Bestselling Author of over 50 sexy contemporary romance novels, including the Indie published, Dare to Love Series. She is happily married to her college sweetheart, the mother of two nearly adult daughters and three crazy dogs. Carly loves social media and is always around to interact with her readers.

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The Princess’s Duty, an all-new Paranormal Fae Romance by Sloane Murphy is releasing October 22nd!

 

 

Cover Design by Hart and Bailey

Synopsis:

Have you ever wanted to escape? To be the one thing that everyone told you could never be?

All my life I’ve wanted to escape this place.

The nature of the Seelie court is one I was meant to be born to, but its everything I’m not.

The darkness around me threatens to pull me under when I was so close to everything I ever wanted, and now I have to sacrifice everything. Marry the man I hate to save the one I love.

Being a Princess of the Seelie Court isn’t everything its cracked up to be. Especially when Cade Vasara is involved.

 

 

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Excerpt

 

There are so many people in here. Royals and social climbers of the Winter Court, I try to see into the

edge of the room, cast in shadows, but the light surrounding me blinds me from it. The applause

continues as I make my way onto the stage, in front of the table where the Vasara’s sit, with Cade to the

left of his father who is just an older, slightly greying version of Cade, and Rowan to the right by his

mother. I curtsy as tradition dictates and hold my submissive position until I am released by King Earon’s

words.

“Emilia Daarke. What a long time it has been! Maybe this time when you leave here, it will not be in

bloody circumstances,” his cruel smile takes up half of his face and I hear the laughter and spattering of

applause from his audience behind me. I look to Lanora, whose face is unreadable. Cade sits stoically as

if his father has said nothing, but I see Rowan wince slightly from the corner of my eye. I will not be

baited, because that it exactly what they want.

“King Earon, it has been a long time. I’m glad the years have been kinder to me than it seems they’ve

been to you,” I say sweetly, my insult obvious but I know these people, I grew up with them. Trading

insults is nothing more than a game to them. He pauses, and a hush descends across the room, before

his laughter belts out, the sound bouncing across the room and I breathe a little easier knowing I’ve

started well, and I’m not bleeding yet. Insulting the winter fae is dangerous game. Sometimes they

laugh, other times, they’ll kill you where you stand. Blood sport is nothing unusual to them.

Cade stands and circles me, blatantly taking in my form in the corseted dress, which hugs and

accentuates every curve I have, trying to demean me without words. I stand and take it, being treated

like a piece of meat, as is expected.

“You, Emilia, chose to return here, after your twin brother was slaughtered here at my own hand, and

yet, you still wish to marry me and become queen of this court. Is that right?” Cade faces the audience

rather than me, everything for their entertainment and to make me feel like less than nothing.

“That is right, but must you really treat me with such disrespect. Someone who could potentially be your

future wife, your future queen. Can you not even look at me when you address me?” I don’t see his

hand as it reaches out and strikes me across the face, lightning fast, the shock of it knocking me off

balance.

“Maybe you are the one who needs to learn some respect, to the future king of this court, and to the

man you are hoping to marry. Know your place.” He towers over me, and that’s when I work out his

game. He wants us to submit, to show that we are weak and unworthy of him. So I brace myself and

stand.

“My place, your highness,” I spit, “is not on my knees, or at your feet.” I stand tall and take him face on.

“No queen of your court or mine is a submissive coward. I was not raised to cower before you, but to be

the strength and power at your side.”

 

About Sloane Murphy

My name is Sloane, but people call me a variety of names, particularly after they read my books. If you’ve read them, I’m sure you can use your imagination to work them out. I was born in England and have lived in small towns and cities ever since.

My husband, Chris, is the most supportive person in my life. Without his love, help and patience I wouldn’t be where I am today. Living my dreams, with him by my side and our crazy fur baby creating chaos.

At school I drifted through, achieving average grades. I fell into administration and sales jobs, thinking that I couldn’t really do anything else, despite always wanting more.

I’d been writing poetry and song lyrics since the age of about 11, but my love of reading has always been strong. In 2012, I got my first kindle and discovered the works of Samantha Young, Addison Moore, Amanda Hocking, Tijan, A.E Murphy and many many more.

In 2015 I stumbled into the indie world by accident. I emailed a certain indie author after falling head over heels for her books, and she became one of the best friends I will ever have. She’s a gladiator! But she pulled me in, and took me to my first book signing. She encouraged me to start my blog. She encouraged me to put my art out into the world, first with teasers & covers.

Then when I finally told her about my stories, she encouraged me to put them out there. Between her and the one I love the most – thank you, Lauren Rowe – (my twinnie, and my best friend) I found the confidence to put myself out there, and the rest, as they say, is history.

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