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He needs her to save his racehorses. She needs him to never find out about their daughter. But some second chances come wrapped in cowboy boots and mistletoe. Hot. Relentless. Impossible to undo.
When a family emergency drags me away before sunrise, I do something I never do. I leave the gorgeous redhead a note on the back of a receipt. But when I return, she's gone.
No explanation. No phone number. No last name. No goodbye.
For eleven months, I search for her. Then, without realizing who she is, I hire her to save my family's racehorses.
Only Lainey's been hiding something far bigger than her phone number.
My daughter.
She thought disappearing was the only way to protect us both. Too bad the town gossip that sent her running was nothing but a lie.
Now I'll do whatever it takes to prove she belongs exactly where she always should have been.
With me.
On the Cartwright ranch.
Holiday Heir is a secret-baby, one-night-stand, small-town cowboy holiday romance. It's a slow-burn, steamy standalone featuring a playboy rancher and the spitfire horsewoman who never planned on loving him twice.
Maggie Cole is committed to bringing her readers alphalicious book boyfriends and fiercely strong heroines.
She’s been called the literary master of steamy romance. Her books are full of raw emotion, suspense, and will always keep you wanting more. She is a masterful storyteller of contemporary romance and loves writing about broken people who rise above the ashes. Her books can often be found hanging out in the top 100, even years after publication.
Maggie lives in Florida with her son. She loves tennis, yoga, paddleboarding, boating, other water activities, and everything naughty.
Her current series were written in the order below:
All In (Stand alones with entwined characters)
It's Complicated (Stand alones with entwined characters)
Brooks Family Saga (Read in order)
Behind Closed Doors (Read in order)
Mafia Wars (Stand alones with interconnecting plot and entwined characters)
Mafia Wars New York (Stand alones with interconnecting plot and entwined characters)
Tense/POV: First person/Alternating POV — Eli's chapters in past tense, Soren's in present tense.
Genres: Contemporary MM Sports Romance (competitive bodybuilding)
Tropes: Rivals to lovers, opposites attract, forced proximity, hurt/comfort, touch-starved, age-gap-adjacent (both men in their forties)
Themes: What a body is for; addiction and withdrawal; grief for an older brother; a father who only knows how to ask what his son weighs; asking for help
Heat Rating: 4 flames
Length: 78 000 words / approx. 300 pages
It is a standalone story with a hard-won HEA. It does not end on a cliffhanger.
In a sport that runs on the word more — more size, more chemistry, more — Eli has spent fifteen years on the opposite one: enough.
He competes natural, carving his body down to exactly what it should be and no further — a shape that has to win on proportion, because it gave up winning on size. He trains before dawn, alone — the hand at everyone else's back on the last brutal rep, and no one at his. He calls that strength. Knowing when to stop.
Then Soren walks into his gym. Open-division, sponsored, engineered past anything a natural body can do — and still convinced, in the place no trophy touches, that he isn't enough. He's everything Eli swore off. He's also the first man who's ever wanted to stand at his back.
A rivalry of opposites becomes something Eli has no careful word for, just as the chemistry in Soren's blood starts taking him apart.
A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR
A note from the author: I build these books and write them with an AI as mydrafting partner — the English prose is AI-drafted from my direction andworked over by me, line by line. My KDP listing declares it in full. Thecover is not AI.
CONTENT NOTES
Running through the book: anabolic steroid use, dependence and withdrawal — no substance is named and no injection appears on the page. Heart damage caused by it, diagnosed late and permanent. Extreme contest preparation, and a body watched in a mirror until the watching has stopped being a choice.
In particular: a man whose brother died of this sport at thirty-one, and a father who has only ever known how to ask his son what he weighs. One scene in which one of these men goes looking for the cruelest thing he can say, says it, and puts a hand on the other's chest and shoves. A video of the two of them, filmed without their knowledge, makes the rounds of the sport. Two explicit sex scenes. In a late chapter, a character describes how close he once came to going off a bridge and feels the pull of it return; he does not act on it, and he asks for help.
Not in this book: blood, beatings, sexual assault, cheating, homophobic abuse, or a coming-out story. Nobody is outed to their family. Nobody dies inside these pages.
Before five most mornings the gym is mine, which only means it’s a thing nobody else is awake to want. I’d come up off the bench an hour earlier out of the dream I always have — my brother on a stage, the lights, my own hand not finishing the reach — and done what I do after that dream, which is go to the rack in the dark and take the one or two reps I make every client of mine leave behind. I unrack the bar onto my back, step out, and go down with it, alone. There’s no one to catch it out of the hole. There never is. At the bottom — where the legs hand off to nothing, where a man wants the spot most — I drive it up myself, rack it, and the iron rings too loud in the empty room and sinks. That’s the morning. Every morning. I’d have told you I wanted nothing else from one.
By the time the gray started thinking about coming up I’d wiped down, pulled a shirt on, and gone up front to open — counted the float, keyed the register, reached to turn the sign on the door.
That’s when it went, and let a man in out of the dark. Cold air came crawling in low across the floor. I looked up, my hand still on the sign.
A man in the doorway, streetlight at his back, and for a second only a shape — and the shape was big. You read it before he’s all the way in: the spread of the shoulders, the column of the neck, the swell where the arms tie in. Enhanced, said the clerk in the back of my skull, before I’d asked it to. Natural doesn’t lay thickness on like that, and I’d know. I’m one of the ones it never came to.
But it wasn’t the size that stopped me.
He came off the door and the light let go of him, and in those few steps across my floor the ceiling went, all at once, low. Same rubber, same chalk, and still there stood some other height over his head the building hadn’t accounted for — a body that belonged on the far side of the wall of light, come down to this side of it by some clerical error. The illusion had me in under a second. Beyond the ceiling.
The body moved before I did. Something in my chest jumped without asking my leave, skipped the whole practiced read I do without thinking, and only wanted to look. To look longer. I caught up late to how rude the wanting was and pulled back exactly as far as I’d been drawn.
Then the glare came off his face. Not handsome — that wasn’t it, and it wasn’t trying to be. The eyes. Eyes used to being priced, and behind them something held hard and shut, that wasn’t going across any counter no matter who was paying.
And I’d looked up into those eyes before.
Never met him. Didn’t know the face, the name, would have sworn on anything I’d never stood in a room with him in my life. And still the dream came up whole behind my open eyes — my brother under the finals light, finding the back row without trying, his eyes coming down to land on a boy who couldn’t lift his hand to answer. I knew the exact distance of those eyes. I’d spent the whole night reaching for it and waking before I closed it. And here a man stood in my doorway at the wrong end of that same distance, and started across it, toward the counter, toward me.
“You’re not open,” he said. Not a question; he’d seen the sign.
“Few more minutes.”
He didn’t leave, and he didn’t come further in. He stood there and let his eyes go around the room instead — the rubber curling at the edges, the mirror on half the walls with the haze that won’t come off, the plates worn smooth past reading. Not pricing it. Making sure of it. A man checking whether a place was what he’d hoped, and the thing he seemed to be hoping was not that it’d be any good.
“I’m not a member,” he said. “What’s a day pass.”
I told him the visitor rate, which is low, the way everything here is low, and slid the waiver across the counter. “Sign at the bottom.”
CJ Ashworth writes MM romance set inside physique competition — the gyms at four in the morning, the food weighed to the gram, the years of it, and what men manage to do for each other in the middle of all that.
CJ started lifting at forty-five and first stood on a competition stage at fifty — then twice a year for the three years after that. The competing stopped; the training didn't. Fifty-five now, and still five or six mornings a week, ninety minutes at a time.
The gyms in these books aren't real gyms. The four a.m. is real, and so is the arithmetic.
The Shadowless R.J. Garcia (At the Corner of Eden and Darkness, #1) Publication date: November 26th 2025 Genres: Paranormal, Young Adult
Modern Faerie Tale Meets Murder
Mae Dawson returns to her family’s cabin in a mysterious forest to search for her missing sister. One night, she goes to sleep in her bed only to awaken in the depths of the woods surrounded by eerie and indiscernible voices that lead her to her sister’s grave.
A year has passed. Mae has pieced her life back together. She has a supportive boyfriend and is completing her first semester in college. However, everything begins to unravel when strange late-night calls come from the beyond, and a malevolent force begins to invade her friends.
Adding to her unease is the presence of a mysterious stranger, Brandon Sills, who seems to lurk in the shadows, watching her every move. Despite the warning bells ringing in her mind, Mae feels an inexplicable attraction to him.
As mortal and magical forces conspire against them, Mae must trust Brandon to uncover the secrets of the fae. Secrets that will change her life forever, if she even survives.
The Spellbound R.J. Garcia (At the Corner of Eden and Darkness, #2) Publication date: December 2nd 2026 Genres: Paranormal, Young Adult
Magic Meets Mayhem
Back in Willows End, Mae and Brandon find themselves in the thick of things after kidnapping her ex. As they attempt to banish a changeling, Mae begins to question her sanity, and the threat of a serial killer draws ever closer.
Even sleep offers no reprieve. Mae can no longer find Emmie in the Garden—her dreams of wonder have become nightmares. Before long, she discovers her sister is lost in Limbo.
One night, Mae is alone in the cabin when she hears someone breaking in. Her only hope is her possessed ex—chained in the spare room. Mae is forced to choose the lesser of two evils. Once Mae makes her choice, the changeling assumes human form, an ancient prophecy stirs, and nothing is as it seems.
Haunted by fear and doubt, Mae clings to her love for Brandon, the last sure thing in her life, and her greatest hope of saving her sister. But are things really as certain as they seem?
“I pulled myself out of a dream and glared with a pirate eye at my buzzing phone. Then I caught sight of Emmie’s name flashing on the screen. There would be nothing unusual about it except, of course, it’s the middle of the night and my sister’s dead.”
The Spellbound:
“It was more than the way his blue eyes twinkled, and how his mouth moved like honey. It was more than him being handsome, kind, and magical. It was the feeling I had, a connection I can’t quite explain.”
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R.J. Garcia is a wife, and proud mom of two smart kids. She earned her MSW and worked with foster children and as a school social worker. Writing has been her other great love. She has been writing short stories for as long as she can remember. To her amazement, those short stories became novels!
I have to cool off after that one. It was STEAMY! This book had a little of everything: sports, crooked politicians, scandals, smexy times, hate to love, and so much more. The characters start at one end of the spectrum and wind up at the opposite end. It is all weaved together perfectly. The push and pull is tangible, the emotions and everything the characters experience and feel jump out of the pages. You need this one. I absolutely loved it. 5 stars and have a fan ready. You are going to need it for this one.
Lucy Lennox is the USA Today bestselling author of over fifty gay romance titles including the GoodReads Hall of Fame winner Wilde Love. Born and raised in the southeast USA, she is finally putting good use to that English Lit degree she earned before the turn of the century. Lucy enjoys naps, pizza, and procrastinating. She stays up way too late each night reading romance because it’s simply the best.
This is not the honeymoon I saw myself having. But it is the one I should have expected.
All Blue Billings wants is a nice honeymoon with Levi.
They’re staying in a stunningly romantic cottage by the sea, with a four-poster bed they could get lost in, and two weeks to accomplish that fact. It’s therefore extremely vexing to find himself in the middle of a centuries-old murder mystery and helping the snarkiest ghost he’s ever encountered.
Now, he and Levi are tangling with dead smugglers, having terrifying encounters at midnight crossroads, and battling one of the darkest and deadliest entities that they’ve ever encountered—an entity that is now focused on Blue’s new husband.
From bestselling author Lily Morton comes the fourth book in the Black and Blue series. The books are intended to be read in order.
Please see the disclaimer at the beginning of the book for content some readers may find triggering.
Lily lives in sunny England with her husband and two children, all of whom claim that they haven’t had a proper conversation with her since she bought her first Kindle.
She loves chocolate and Baileys and the best of all creations – chocolate Baileys! Her lifetime’s ambition is to have a bath in peace without being shouted by one of her family.
The Forgotten Bruja Johanny Ortega Publication date: March 16 2027 Genres: Gothic, Horror
Freedom has always meant leaving.
For Isadora Espinal, escape was the only way to survive the life her mother tried to force upon her—a legacy built on silence, blind obedience, and a responsibility Isadora never agreed to carry. So she left Willowshade behind and built a future far beyond her mother’s reach.
Twelve years later, Altagracia Espinal is dead, and Isadora has been summoned home.
What awaits her is not an explanation but a trail of unfinished warnings, fractured family histories, and whispers that seem to seep from the walls themselves, blurring the line between guidance and manipulation. The deeper Isadora searches, the more she suspects her mother’s secrets were never meant to protect the family. They were meant to bind it.
Now the house remembers her. The land is watching her. And the inheritance Isadora once rejected may not allow her to leave a second time.
Set in late-1960s Ohio, The Forgotten Bruja is a slow-burn gothic horror novel steeped in Dominican folklore, Spanglish dread, and magical realism. It is a story of inherited obligation, buried history, queer love, and the devastating cost of deciding which parts of a legacy deserve to survive.
Johanny Ortega is a Dominican American author who writes across genres—blending psychological horror, literary fiction, magical realism, and thrillers that punch you right in the gut. Whether writing about haunted hills, generational trauma, or the quiet unraveling of everyday life, her stories center marginalized voices, morally complex women, and the messy truth about survival.
She is the founder of Have a Cup of Johanny, a creative platform where she blogs, podcasts, and advocates for inclusive storytelling. Her award-winning middle-grade and adult fiction has resonated with readers who crave depth, grit, and emotional honesty.
When she’s not writing, she’s raising kids in a blended military family, reading books that wreck her soul in the best way, and saying what others are afraid to.
A new, shockingly forbidden standalone from New York Times bestselling authors Penelope Ward and Vi Keeland…
Sometimes one floor is all that separates the life you planned from the life you never saw coming…
Moving to New York with my boyfriend, Calder, was supposed to be a fresh start.
A new city. A new job. A beautiful brownstone in Brooklyn we'd call home. The beginning of our forever.
There was just one catch: Calder’s best friend lived in the apartment downstairs.
Rafe—a gifted artist who smashed glass into masterpieces. With his unruly blond hair and piercing eyes that seemed to see right through me, he was impossible to ignore.
He was also completely off-limits.
Yet somehow, every walk past his apartment or trip to the basement laundry room turned into another deep conversation neither of us ever wanted to end.
At first, it was innocent. Then I found myself looking forward to running into him again. Before long, I was creating opportunities to be around him.
Somehow, Rafe and I made each other feel seen in ways neither of us expected.
I tried to ignore our connection, reminding myself that Calder’s best friend was the last man on Earth I could ever fall for.
But with every stolen moment, that lie became harder to believe.
Maybe some love stories aren't about finding the right person—but what happens when you find them too late.
Penelope Ward is a New York Times, USA Today and #1 Wall Street Journal bestselling author of contemporary romance.
She grew up in Boston with five older brothers and spent most of her twenties as a television news anchor. Penelope resides in Rhode Island with her husband, son, and beautiful daughter with autism.
With millions of books sold, she is a 21-time New York Times bestseller and the author of over thirty novels. Her books have been translated into over a dozen languages and can be found in bookstores around the world.
Vi Keeland is a #1 New York Times, #1 Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author. With millions of books sold, her titles are currently translated in twenty-seven languages and have appeared on bestseller lists in the US, Germany, Brazil, Bulgaria and Hungary. Three of her short stories have been turned into films, and two of her books are currently optioned for movies. She resides in New York with her husband and their three children where she is living out her own happily ever after with the boy she met at age six.
