Down and Dirty
Coming May
22!!
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Get in, get down…and get filthy with these sexy, hardworking,
blue-collar heroes who don’t mind when things get a little dirty at work or at
play.
This collection of 22 brand new stories from USA Today and International Best-Selling authors is full of scorching hot romance tales that will be sure to leave you breathless for more. These men work hard and play even harder.
From cops to mechanics, miners to brewmasters, they aren’t afraid to go all in. At the end of the day, when they find the woman who completes them, they learn love and life can be as messy as their day jobs…and they wouldn’t have it any other way.
Featuring stories from: Lori King, Maia Dylan, Sarah Marsh, Elena Kincaid, Cecile Tellier, London Saint James, Bella Settarra, Rose Nickol, RL Merrill, Ashley Malkin, Lucy Felthouse, Scarlett J Rose, Sydney Lea, CR Moss, Samantha A. Cole, Danielle James, Ava Campbell, Eva Moore, Kimberlie L. Faye, Sabrina Sol, Nikki Prince, and Mia Hopkins
This collection of 22 brand new stories from USA Today and International Best-Selling authors is full of scorching hot romance tales that will be sure to leave you breathless for more. These men work hard and play even harder.
From cops to mechanics, miners to brewmasters, they aren’t afraid to go all in. At the end of the day, when they find the woman who completes them, they learn love and life can be as messy as their day jobs…and they wouldn’t have it any other way.
Featuring stories from: Lori King, Maia Dylan, Sarah Marsh, Elena Kincaid, Cecile Tellier, London Saint James, Bella Settarra, Rose Nickol, RL Merrill, Ashley Malkin, Lucy Felthouse, Scarlett J Rose, Sydney Lea, CR Moss, Samantha A. Cole, Danielle James, Ava Campbell, Eva Moore, Kimberlie L. Faye, Sabrina Sol, Nikki Prince, and Mia Hopkins
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Connor
Callahan did his best work when it came to beer and babes. As long as live was
full of laughs, he was good. It wasn’t until some hot shot journalist started
asking questions that his past that he'd tried so hard to forget came back to
haunt him.
Allison Drake,
top notch reporter was bumped down to do a fun and leisure piece about a bar
and new up and coming brew master. She was going to do everything in her power
to hurry things along and go back to the big city where she belonged.
However, a car
accident, and a few beers later, things change between them. Things aren’t
always as black and white as they were before. Can the two of them face the
truth about themselves, and be open to the future, or will they both live life
with their beer goggles on?
EXCERPT:
Allison had
one job to do, and it seemed she had gotten everything she needed for the
story, and then some. Taking the drink
Conner gave her, she sipped it, enjoying the taste and the coolness calming her
throat after talking so long. It seemed
that he and the bar had a very large following.
It was an easy piece to write, in fact, she could have it done by
tonight and sent off. That was if she
wanted to leave right away. Something
called to her in this little town, far away from the hustle and bustle of the
city she had grown up in. Connor wasn’t
a bad way to spend the night either. It
had been a while since she had been with anyone, even though she was with Doyle
not that long ago. The sexual draw just
wasn’t there, but Connor, now she could almost see herself getting tangled up
in the sheets with him and not coming up for air for a long time. Too bad he was just a playboy type and not
one to stay long term. Maybe that was
just what she needed. Some way to let
off all the stress and drama that came with her job.
Her phone
buzzed indicating she had a text. Pulling it out, she felt her once happy mood
crumble as the message was from Doyle asking when she was coming back and to
have drinks when she returned, again.
Damn it, couldn’t she just get a break for at least a weekend?
“Boyfriend
bugging you about being away from home?”
He asked, bumping her shoulder playfully as he sat next to her on an
empty bar stool.
“No, I mean,
shit I don’t know. He’s not my boyfriend, well he was, I guess it’s complicated. Anyway, so yea.” She let her statement float
away while taking a large drink of her beer, begging the liquor to do its job
and dull her senses, even for a night.
“Well, if it
means anything, he’s an idiot. And you should totally send him a barfing
emoji.” Turning to look at him, she
laughed. What was he? She hadn’t used emojis in forever, not that
she really had anyone to send them to.”
He swiped her phone out of her hand, calling a number, his and then hung
up. Watching what he was doing, she
waited while he fiddled with his screen.
Her phone buzzed, and a silly face popped up next to a beer. Oh my god, that was too funny.
“See they can
be funny and totally fit the situation.
Now you send me one. I promise I
won’t judge.” Wanting to play his little
game, she hit the icon on her phone and scrolled looking at different ones
before finding two people high fiving each other. This went back and forth for a while until
something bothered her.
“Hey, why do
they have the eggplant? Who would send
that?”
“You’re so
cute and innocent. Normally it is about
someone’s cock.” She spat her beer and
totally understood it now. That was too funny.
“So, do we
start referring to someone’s junk as an eggplant. Is that what you call yours?” feeling braver as time went on, she felt more
comfortable with asking odd questions she normally wouldn’t.
“Nah. I call mine the truth.” His eyes twinkled as he smirked.
Huh, okay, she
would bite this time. “The truth?”
“Oh yeah,
because the truth hurts.” At that, she
busted up laughing. Holy shit this man
was funny. “Oh, come on, now you can’t
ever think of something with truth in it without thinking about my large
cock.” She was not going to
anymore. Yet he continued to go on with
various movie references and titles. “I
want the truth. You can’t handle the truth.”
“The truth shall set you free.”
Oh god. She was laughing so hard at this point, she had to pee. Excusing herself, she went to freshen
up. Quickly as she could, she went back
to the bar, only to see her seat was taken by a beautiful raven-haired woman,
with a perfect body and leaning on Connor.
He was smiling brightly at her, calling for a drink from Jett. She hadn’t been gone that long. Guess he was just like she thought, a
playboy. All about the beer and some
babes. Only she was a pawn floating
around trying to be something she wasn’t, writing a story about his place. Fine.
She didn’t need to stay where she wasn’t really wanted. Taking some money out of her wallet, she put
it on the end of the bar, away from Connor, nodding to Jett and walked out the
door, avoiding getting seen.
She was going
to finish the story, drive home, and go back to where things were normal. Where she was normal. Boring for sure, but normal, whatever that
meant anymore.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Ava Campbell is a writer, reader and romance lover.
For Ava, her men can be bikers, hitman, lawmen, or brewmasters...it
doesn't matter as long as he's a bad boy with a heart of gold. So join her as
she take you on the ride of your life where she proves a kiss is worth a
thousand words!
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