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Harlequin DARE’s
February Launch Titles!
Title: Off Limits
Author: Clare Connelly
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release
Date: February
1, 2018
Publisher:
Harlequin
DARE
Digital
ISBN: 9781488082368
“I
want to taste you tonight.”
With
chemistry this hot, it’s worth getting burned…
Billionaire Jack Grant is totally off-limits
to Gemma Picton. He’s wild, deliciously dangerous…and her boss. When working
late turns X-rated, it’s better than her wildest imaginings—and Gemma’s
imagined a lot! But Jack has major emotional baggage, so when Gemma starts
wanting to heal his heart as well as enjoy his body, she knows she’s in big
trouble…!
Excerpt: Copyright © 2018 Off Limits by Clare Connelly
I am holding my breath again. Is
that how I’m going to get over this little hurdle? Suffocate myself? Is that
even possible? I’m pretty sure we have some breathing trigger in our brains,
but my brain is a bit pissy with me so maybe it would conveniently forget about
the button.
I push air out consciously,
quietly, and he takes his seat.
‘Anyway…’ I prompt impatiently.
His smile is a clicker. Is he laughing at me? Arrogant arsehole!
That’s be just like him. See? That’s the problem! I know him. I’m not one of his other women. I know that is he as
bastardy as he is sexy.
‘How did you sleep?’
I blink at him, my eyes wide.
‘You’ve already asked me that.’
‘You didn’t answer.’
I except a sign that speaks of
anger. ‘Like I always do. Seriously, Jack. My desk is covered in paper. I have
to get to work.’
‘I’m your work,’ he says with a shrug.
Insolent bastard.
He leans forward, and while his
face is casual there is an urgency in the flecks of gold that fill his eyes.
‘Did you see him last night?’
I want to remind him of the
salient fact I pointed out the night before. It’s not his damned business. But
I’m not sure I can say that with such conviction now that I’ve tasted his
mouth; now that I’ve been stunned by his desire.
Can I skirt around his question?
‘You’re my work? Okay, the thing is I have the New York guys waiting
on contracts, you have a meeting in a week that I have to prepare for and
Athens wants your input-which means my
input- on a lease agreement. And I need to – ‘
‘Quiet.’
God! Don’t hate me, but when he’s
bossy I love it. And he’s almost
always bossy.
I glare at him across his desk;
it’s best if he doesn’t know that this is just about my favourite version of
him.’
Title: Ruled
Author: Anne Marsh
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release
Date: February
1, 2018
Publisher:
Harlequin
DARE
Series: Hard Riders MC
Digital
ISBN: 9781488082382
The
Rebel vs. The Princess
Complete
opposites who share the same burning passion!
Jaxon Brady of the Hard Riders MC has sworn
to protect Evie Kent from a rival gang. His hard muscles and black leather
motorcycle boots are a sharp contrast to the girlie dresses Evie wears for her
successful party-planning business. Their instant attraction is magnetic, and
their lust keeps them glued to each other’s side…but is it a dangerous
distraction?
Excerpt: Copyright © 2018
Ruled by Anne Marsh
I have to be more cautious. From
the rising volume of the squeals emanating from the backyard, cake consumption
has concluded and the party will be wrapping up as the sugar highs hit, the
early departers fleeing past my RV parked out front. Spotting the princess in
an R-rated embrace with a biker would be bad for my business. You can’t be a
dirty girl and host children’s birthday parties for a living. The moms will
kill you. Fortunately, the moms aren’t mind readers. I’m only a party-perfect
princess on the outside. Riding anywhere with Rev would be career suicide.
My bad voice promptly weighs in.
But only if you get caught.
“I don’t do bikers.”
Something flashes across Rev’s
face. “You don’t get hurt on my watch. I promise.”
“You’re not an ax murderer?”
He reaches into his pocket and
pulls out the wallet attached to his belt by a silver chain. Silently, he flips
it open and holds it out so I can read his driver’s license. There’s a military
ID underneath it, too, the kind of card that gets you into Nellis Air Force
Base.
“Your name isn’t Rev.” According
to the State of Nevada’s laminated plastic, he’s one Jaxon Brady.
“Road name,” he says tersely.
I examine the license again. He’s
also turning thirty-three in four weeks. I bet he won’t be booking a celebratory
princess party.
“Wow.” I hand back his wallet.
“Former navy?”
He nods, as if it’s no big deal.
“SEAL. You’d be safe with me.”
He’s not big on talking. Or
negotiating, asking, or sweet-talking. I’ve always trusted my instincts,
though, and right now they’re on board with Rev Brady. Completely, totally, 100
percent in favor of getting on this man’s bike and riding off with him.
Somewhere. Wherever he wants to go. He’s big and strong and tempting. He’s
fought for our country and kept everyone safe.
How bad can he be?
The little voice in my head pipes
right up. How bad do you want him to be?
That voice needs a gag.
“Think about it,” he says and
then he turns and saunters toward his bike. I stand there, watching his ass the
whole way, and wondering why I don’t mind his attitude. He’s scary as shit.
He’s not Mr. White Picket Fence and he’s not promising happily ever after, but
the man has a fantastic butt and I’m lonely. That’s all it is. I need to get
out more, need to make a point of seeing someone.
Someone else.
Anyone else. There
are absolutely, positively no bikers anywhere in my future.
Title: A Week to Be Wild
Author: JC Harroway
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: February 1, 2018
Publisher: Harlequin DARE
Digital ISBN: 9781488082351
A daring game of temptation
She’ll play his game—but only by her rules!
Alex Lancaster is
an adrenaline junkie. He’s also a sexy British billionaire who should come with
his own warning signs. When Libby insists she’s done with men who live on the
edge, Alex coaxes her out of her comfort zone—professionally and very, very
personally. Libby’s taking a high-stakes gamble, but the payoff could win her everything…
Excerpt: Copyright © 2018 A Week to Be Wild by JC
Harroway
The man occupying her thoughts
swept up beside her on a cloud of freshly showered deliciousness, his hand
taking a proprietorial hold of the back of her barstool and his smoky,
heavy-lidded smile stripping her naked.
Alex.
‘Hi.’ Libby closed her
slack-jawed mouth and swivelled to face him, turning her back on the stranger,
never one to pass up a golden opportunity. She hated rudeness, but if Beer
Breath was too stubborn or thick-skulled to take the hint...
Alex kept his stare on her, his
smile genuine and warm enough to melt her underwear clean off, and then
signalled the waiter with a flick of his wrist.
Libby sensed the moment when Beer
Breath slinked away, and the hairs on the back of her neck settled—but only
temporarily, because Alex hadn’t taken his eyes off her. In fact, he was
looking at her as if he was seconds from devouring her whole.
She shivered, delicious tendrils
snaking to all her erogenous zones. ‘What are you doing here?’ Libby took a
slug of her previously untouched drink, the burn calming her enough to meet his
bold stare with one of her own.
‘I came to invite you out for a
late supper. I was on my way to Reception and then I spotted you here.’ His
hand slid from the back of her stool, and he settled into the one next to her,
passing his order to the waiter before returning his disconcerting focus to
her.
She stared back, lost for words
and missing the proximity of his hand on her chair. He was close enough that
his warmth traversed the space between them, but far enough away that she
battled her body’s urge to sway closer. And keep on swaying.
‘What?’ One corner of his mouth
kicked up. ‘What kind of host would I be if I left you to fend for yourself on
your first night in a strange city?’
She couldn’t help the snort that
left her. ‘The non-stalker kind...?’
He took the jibe with a cocksure
arch of one brow, sipping wine while his poised stare flicked over her face from
feature to feature.
Libby flushed hot all over. The
‘stalker’ comment had been beneath her. He hadn’t once touched her, hadn’t
bought her drink, hadn’t tried to grab her phone, hadn’t even chased away her
unwanted admirer—he had simply given her the out she’d wanted. The rest was all
her.
What was wrong with her? Rudeness
to a generous host and influential employer? All because he’d awoken needs
within her? Needs too long dormant. Needs she’d never had before. Needs
threatening to overwhelm her in their intensity.
Hardly his fault.
Title: Legal Seduction
Author: Lisa Childs
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: February 1, 2018
Publisher: Harlequin DARE
Series: Legal Lovers
Digital ISBN: 9781488082375
“You are mine for the next two weeks.”
Resigning might be the sexiest thing she’s ever
done…
Quitting her job puts
executive assistant Bette Monroe in a very compromising position. She has ten
days left, and powerhouse lawyer Simon Kramer is working her late into the
night…and seducing her into oblivion! While he’s convinced she’s selling
business secrets, the bombshell secret she’s keeping would shock him more. Does
she bare all…or keep him guessing?
Excerpt: Copyright © 2018 Legal Seduction by Lisa
Childs
“So then more money will get you
to stay,” he said dismissively, as if he’d closed a case. He tossed her
crumpled-up resignation letter into the brass trash can sitting beside his
desk.
Frustration—and not just with this
conversation—overwhelmed her, overcoming her natural inclination to avoid
confrontation, and she blurted out, “No!”
Working for him these past two
years had increased her frustration because of all those damn fantasies he’d
inspired.
“But you just said—”
“I took the job because I needed
money,” she said. “I needed money then.”
His eyes narrowed more as he
studied her face. “And you don’t need it now?”
“My reason for leaving has
nothing to do with money,” she said. Had she not found another source of
income, she would have been forced to stay, but he didn’t need to know that.
“So you do have a reason.”
He wasn’t the trial lawyer of
their partnership, but he could have been. She felt like she was being
cross-examined on the witness stand. And she didn’t enjoy it one bit. Quitting
was not a crime.
“I don’t have to give you a
reason.” At least she didn’t think she did.
Maybe she should have had a
lawyer look at that employment contract before she’d written her resignation
letter. But no matter how much she paid, no lawyer would be as good as Simon
Kramer. He was the best.
And, according to his ex-lovers,
not just at the law...
“Why don’t you want to tell me?”
he asked, and he stepped closer now, so close that she could feel the heat of
his body through his suit and her cardigan and skirt.
Heat flushed her body, making her
skin tingle. She tried to step back but the desk stopped her, the hard wood
pressing into the backs of her thighs as he nearly touched the front of her.
Her breasts pushed against the front of the gray cardigan as she struggled for
breath. She had never been this close to him before. It was more than
unsettling. Her knees trembled and her already tripping pulse quickened even
more.
“Because it’s personal,” she
murmured. And they had never been anything but businesslike with each other,
except in her dreams.
He leaned down, so close that his
warm breath whispered across her lips as he asked, “Are you in love with me?”
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