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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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