Author: Addison Moore
Series: 3:AM Kisses #17
Publisher: Hollis Thatcher Press Ltd
Release Date: August 23, 2018
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Romantic Comedy
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What does an obnoxious attorney, a coed gone wild, and a corpse have in common? Shep and Serena are about to find out the hard way.
Spending summer in Hollow Brook will be murder.
When Serena lets her roommate talk her into going to an exotic nightclub that promises to make all of her wildest dreams come true she’s mortified to find the man behind the mask has an all too familiar obnoxious face. But it turns out Serena and Shep share more than a penchant for soft restraints—they share a propensity for trouble. Finding a corpse places Serena and Shep right at the top of the suspect list and try as they might to unravel the mystery themselves they discover that time has already run out for the two of them. Or has it just begun?
Title: Hot Honey Kisses
Series: 3:AM Kisses #17
Genre: Contemporary Romantic Comedy
Author: Addison Moore
Release Date: August 23, 2018
Baya Brighton is looking forward to her first year at Whitney Briggs University, new friends, dorm life, and finally being close to her brother again. Love is the last thing on the list, but when Baya meets her brother’s roommate she begins to have thoughts and feelings that make even her blush.
Bryson Edwards has a secret he prefers buried in the past and long forgotten. He keeps himself busy with the important things, loose girls, fast cars, and long nights working at the string of bars his family owns. When his roommate’s sister shows up on the scene, she’s far too innocent and sweet for him but he can’t shake Baya out of his mind and worse, it looks like she’s seeping into his heart as well.
Baya seems determined to show her brother she’s not a little kid and equally determined to use Bryson’s body to prove her point. It’s been made pretty clear that Baya is off limits to Bryson but their undeniable sparks explode into a whole lot more than just a few 3:AM Kisses.
Ryder Capwell crushed her heart. When Laney is auctioned off as a prize at the drama department fundraiser the last person she expects to trade cold hard cash for her company is Ryder.
Laney Sawyer used to believe in love and all of the trappings that happily ever after could provide until Ryder Capwell is in love with Laney Sawyer. One year ago she walked out of his life and took the light of his world right along with her. Ryder would do anything to have another chance with Laney, including purchasing her for the evening courtesy of Whitney Briggs University, and he does just that.One thing leads to whiskey, which leads to a one-night stand. She thinks it’s revenge sex–he thinks its make-up sex. Things can only go wrong from here.
Roxy Capwell couldn’t be more miserable. She just had her heart stomped on by her cheating boyfriend, and the last thing she’s looking for is love. She hates men. Cole Brighton couldn’t be happier. He’s a player of the highest order, there’s not a girl at Whitney Briggs University that he can’t tag and bag. He loves the ladies.
Roxy’s dream is to own and operate her own bakery one day, but with no oven in her dorm, and a lucrative baking competition on the horizon, she agrees to move in with her best friend’s brother, the obnoxious, womanizing, Cole Brighton.
Between the heavenly scent of baked goods, and Roxy’s perfect body strutting around the apartment, Cole can’t think straight. So when Roxy’s ex starts sniffing around again, Cole volunteers to play the part of her new boy-toy and things get heated both in and out of the kitchen.
Roxy discovers she might not hate every man on the planet, and Cole discovers nothing tastes better than Roxy and her late night SUGAR KISSES.
Roxy is a ball of stress and anger.
Cole is all ego and sex.
Their attraction is unstoppable.
Izzy Sawyer has always been the it girl. She believes she’s the last person on earth who deserves a happily ever after. Holt Edwards has always been the player that women voluntarily fall to their knees for.
When it comes to love, Holt doesn’t believe in fairy-tale endings. Once Izzy dives back into the dating pool, Holt is right there, ready and willing to offer tips and tricks to get her through an entire army of blind dates–starting with a bone-melting demonstration on how to deliver mouthwatering kisses.
One thing leads to whiskey and Izzy is starting to think happily ever after doesn’t seem like such a bad idea. Holt is starting to rethink his stance on fairy-tale endings. But Izzy has a secret that has turned her world upside down. Holt has a secret of his own that cost him far more than he ever bargained for.
Sometimes life doesn’t give you the happily ever after. Sometimes it’s best to leave fairy-tale endings on the bookshelf where they belong. Izzy can’t stop thinking about Holt. Holt can’t seem to quit his favorite new addiction–Izzy.
The mercury is rising–secrets are percolating–and their lust for one another is just about to detonate.
Izzy needs just one more hit of Holt and his late night Whiskey kisses, but deep down she knows that will never be enough. She wants all of him–every bone-melting kiss he has to offer.
Izzy wants Holt.
Holt worships Izzy.
Summer in Hollow Brook just heated up.
Sparks are flying.
Together Izzy and Holt are unstoppably electric.
Annie Edwards was born deaf, but she’s never let that define her. She’s settling in as a freshman at Whitney Briggs University, loves her dorm, her roommate, her classes, but something feels as though it’s missing—enter Blake Daniels. He’s everything Annie is not—a rocker, a player, a college dropout.
Her friends want to sleep with him, her brothers want to kill him, and all Annie wants is a chance to see where her heart takes her. As the lead singer of 12 Deadly Sins, Blake has had his fair share of rock candy. But Annie has taken over his body, his mind, his heart—three things he’s never lost control of before.
Often first love and first heartbreak go hand in hand.
Sometimes the thrill of one is worth risking the other.
Marley Jackson has an axe to grind with the entire male population. After having her heart brutally broken, she’s out to prove to herself, and the world, that a woman only needs one thing from a man—and it isn’t love.
Wyatt James isn’t interested in anything that resembles a commitment. He’s self-made, secure, and happy to entertain a one-night stand any day of the week—enter Marley. Marley quickly dispels the idea that she’s anybody’s one-night stand. What Marley has in store for Wyatt is far more complex and requires a binding contract to back it. Marley and Wyatt aren’t in it for love.
Marley is looking to glean some expertise in the bedroom. Wyatt is looking to find some solace after a string of nameless faces that have rocked his bed. But when feelings change, and that four-letter word takes ahold of both their hearts, they’re left to face the fact they might be in deeper than either of them thought possible.
Marley and Wyatt smolder beneath the sheets. She’s eager to learn—yet, bossy as hell. He’s eager to lay down one hard lesson after the other, yet determined to save her from herself. Sometimes heartbreak is the greatest teacher. Sometimes it leads you into the arms of the one you belonged with right from the start.
Piper thinks Owen Vincent is a tool. Once they finish up with their internship, she never wants to see him again.
Piper James’ first year at Whitney Briggs is starting off great, new friends, a potential sorority, and plenty of guys to choose from. Once she secures a spot in Alpha Chi, she’ll have the greatest freshman year on record. But it just takes one look at the Alpha Chi “hit list” of things she needs to do to get in and she know there’s trouble—and trouble’s name is Owen Vincent.
Taming a player sounds impossible. Owen is the only player she knows and he certainly fits the bill, cocky, too many notches to count on his bedpost, and an aversion to relationships. Making Owen believe she wants him is pretty low, even if this entire fling is just a means to an end. But now she can’t stop thinking about him. Yeah, he thinks he’s God’s gift to women, but now a part of her is kind of starting to agree. Girls are still dripping all over him like honey. Piper thinks there’s no way he’d be interested in a commitment with her. Maybe Alpha Chi isn’t what she wants. Maybe it’s Owen?
It’s a brand new year at Whitney Briggs and things are about to get wild.
I fell hard for Cade the moment I met up with those bedroom eyes of his, but it’s not my heart I’m interested in gifting him.
Cade James is my best friend’s brother, well bred and well bed. To him I’m just another plaything, but I can’t blame him for that. I’m not much to look at, and there’s not a man on the planet that would be willing to make me his own.
But Cade is pulling me deeper, asking questions, wanting to know what makes me tick–wanting to know who gave me the scar that takes up the landscape over half my face.Cade wants far more than what I’m willing to give him.
If I let him in, let him into the most sacred chamber of my heart, I might end up with a wound far greater than the one that left that scar.
The wound Cade James has the power to inflict could never heal.
Rex Toberman is obnoxious and pretentious. So what if he’s the star quarterback? So what if my father is datin
g his mother? I can’t wait until he’s out of my life for good. The day our parents announce their impending wedding becomes the worst day of my existence. Not only has Rex cemented himself in my social circle, but he’s about to cement himself into my family.
I don’t trust his mother. And I don’t want anything to do with her egotistical, womanizing son, but deep down the only way to get rid of them both is to do something unimaginable with Rex himself. I’m playing with fire, dancing in the flames of his wicked grin, and soon enough I’m melting. The last thing I want is to become another victim of Rex Toberman’s egotistical, womanizing ways.
But there’s something about those bedroom eyes, that lewd smile, that body made of steel I cannot resist. Yes, getting rid of my soon-to-be stepbrother is tougher than I ever imagined—especially now that I never want him to leave.
Jet Madden is notoriously good in bed. It’s not a fact I can confirm through experience, but, according to the lust-driven grapevine at Whitney Briggs University, he’s a sexual force to be reckoned with—many, many times in a single savory night.
The day my world crashes around me, I’m shuttled off to live with the ratted, tatted, roided-up hulk. Regardless of the fact, I’ll do anything to keep my distance from that egotistical, giant ball of muscles. The last thing I want is to become another notch on that totem pole of seduction he keeps tucked in his pants. The very last thing I want is to befriend or, God forbid, fall for Hollow Brook’s resident wick dipper.
But that sheet rock chest, those steel cut abs—a girl can only hold up her resistance for so long before she slowly goes insane. I’m trying to resist him, really I am, but I have to see if those rumors are true.
Each night I dream of falling asleep in Jet Madden’s arms, and each day I pretend as if I loathe his existence. It’s all a lie. We’re a lie. Staying away from Jet Madden is proving impossible. My body demands to collide with his, even if all it will ever amount to is our dirty little secret.
He’s afraid to get too attached.
She’s afraid of losing control.
Tall, tatted, and drop dead gorgeous? Grant Jones is sex on a stick —which explains why every female at Whitney Briggs University gravitates in his direction. Every girl wants to bed him, and every guy wants to be him. Grant is the whole package, and I cannot wait to do a little unwrapping.
Ava is the most beautiful girl I have ever laid eyes on. But I’ve tried relationships, and they don’t work out for me. The truth is, I’ve never let the deep wound of losing my sister, Steph, heal properly. I’m taking a break from relationships to mend my heart the right way.
But Ava isn’t giving up. She’s sweet, and fun, and that soul melting smile of hers gets me every time. Maybe letting Ava in will be far more healing than trying to do this on my own. Stephanie would want me to be happy. I know she would.
And just as soon as a ray of happiness enters my world, I’m faced with the crushing truth about who Ava really is. Instead of healing, I’ve managed to split my heart wide open. The devastating truth is, Ava and I were never meant to be in the same room—let alone spend a lifetime together. Unless another twist of fate intervenes, our time together will never amount to more than a few Stolen Kisses.
Lawson Kent is a jackass of the highest order. Sure he’s got the face of a god and the body of a prisoner dedicated to pumping iron, but every time he’s in my way my blood boils.
His obnoxious mug seems impossible to escape. So when we’re paired together to work on the community interaction project we call a truce. In fact, the more I hang out with Lawson, the more it seems he really gets me. Not too many people do.
Lucky Madden is a mouthy piece of work. Yes, she’s gorgeous to a fault and that’s precisely why her overprotective, tatted up brother, Jet, pays me the big bucks to make sure none of the idiots at Whitney Briggs University land her horizontal. Only, too bad for me, Lucky Madden is the last person I want to hover over every free chance I get.
Then one night, she cuts the mouthy routine and does something far more productive with those lips, she kisses me. Now I can’t get Lucky Madden out of my mind. I’m addicted in every single way, and soon enough, the only person her brother will want to rip to pieces is me.
Nolan Knight is the personification of a hot billionaire stud. Broad shoulders, bedroom eyes, a mouth that knows how to navigate its way around the female anatomy—Nolan Knight has all of the sexual bases covered. But he broke my heart years ago, and now we’re both back in Evergreen Falls at the scene of the crime.
I’m not looking for anything from Nolan—with the exception of him staying out of my way. But that’s one thing he doesn’t seem capable of.
It just takes one look, one touch, and I know I’m in trouble. The only steadfast rule I have is—do not let Nolan Knight anywhere near my heart.
That should be easy enough.
The problem is, Nolan never left that sacred place.
Now if I could only figure out a way to evict him…
Nothing feels better than revenge.
When Knox and I catch our respective plus ones making out, all hell breaks loose. So we do the only thing we can—date one another to drive our exes to the brink. What better way to avoid a rebound than to take control and take each other for the summer?
No holds barred.
And at the end of the summer—everything comes to an explosive end. We move on. At least that’s what we planned.
But Knox is built for speed both on and off the field with a body sculpted of pure steel. Those eyes, that dirty kissable mouth of his have me on the edge of my quivering seat. So what if we let things go too far one night? So what if he’s actually managed to do things with my body that my ex would never have even conceived?
There isn’t anything real between us—this is nothing but a stunt. But things are getting messy, and another broken heart is the last thing I need. But my heart is certainly feeling something, and now I’m not even sure what the hell I signed up for anymore. It’s time to get out—even if it does feel a little too late.
One seasoned playboy who is determined to steer clear of relationships. One feisty freshman who is determined to steer clear of players. One red hit kiss that changes everything.
Stay away from Rushford Knight was the only rule my brothers gave me. But it’s my first year at Whitney Briggs University, my first year from out of the shadow of their wings, and I plan to discover who I really am. I’m pretty certain about one thing, I’m no longer interested in living under the dictatorship of the aforementioned brothers. Yes, Rush Knight is a player who’s only after one thing—but the last thing he’ll get from me is another notch in his belt.
I’ll teach both Rush and my brothers that sometimes life doesn’t play fair.
And neither do I.
One hot kiss plus one reckless night equals eating for two. Definitely not the equation Sunday Knight was looking for when she decided to let loose and trade her good girl persona for a night of primal fun. The worst part? She has no clue who the baby daddy might be. Her father is so proud.