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Perfect by Fen Wilde
Title: Perfect
Author: Fen Wilde
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: August 31, 2018
Ada Cosgrove.
As uptight as she is alluring.
The editor of the sexiest magazine on the racks, she works hard, follows the rules, and wins at everything she turns her hand to.
Ben Farris.
As laid back as he is loyal.
Archrivals in the world of media scoops and scuffles, it’s a different story when they’re alone in Ada’s office—where opposites attract.
Their chemistry is off the charts—and always has been.
They’re perfect for each other.
But Ben is the one person Ada can’t afford to fall for.
He’s irreverent and magnetic and completely out-of-bounds. The type of out-of-bounds that would see her family disown her.
Then the one mistake in Ada’s perfect past catches up with her.
And she’s about to learn that there’s no such thing as perfect…
PERFECT is a dark and sizzling romance with twists and turns that will keep you guessing til the last page.
*Please note this novel deals with complex themes around family relationships, and includes mature step-sibling romance.
Fen Wilde writes gritty romantic suspense novels exploring the darker elements in our lives.
She is a qualified social worker and works part-time as a mental health clinician for young people, and also as a private clinical consultant.
She is particularly interested in the complex things that drive us toward or keep us out of connection with each other: how fragile, how beautiful, how flawed we all are.
Fen lives in Melbourne, Australia with her partner, two children, and Burmese cat. She is happiest with a project on her desk, some caramel slice in the fridge, and a great long list of things to do.
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Perfect by Fen Wilde
Title: Perfect
Author: Fen Wilde
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: August 31, 2018
Ada Cosgrove.
As uptight as she is alluring.
The editor of the sexiest magazine on the racks, she works hard, follows the rules, and wins at everything she turns her hand to.
Ben Farris.
As laid back as he is loyal.
Archrivals in the world of media scoops and scuffles, it’s a different story when they’re alone in Ada’s office—where opposites attract.
Their chemistry is off the charts—and always has been.
They’re perfect for each other.
But Ben is the one person Ada can’t afford to fall for.
He’s irreverent and magnetic and completely out-of-bounds. The type of out-of-bounds that would see her family disown her.
Then the one mistake in Ada’s perfect past catches up with her.
And she’s about to learn that there’s no such thing as perfect…
PERFECT is a dark and sizzling romance with twists and turns that will keep you guessing til the last page.
*Please note this novel deals with complex themes around family relationships, and includes mature step-sibling romance.
"Amazing romantic story with spice. Ada and Ben are rivals and good at their individual jobs. When they’re together, sparks fly. Superb." ★★★★★ Goodreads review
“Amazing romantic story with spice. Superb.” ★★★★★- Goodreads review
“Great story, complex characters…amazing, gritty and emotionally charged.” ★★★★ Book-Lover Book Blog
“This amazing book is so very well written. It is always surprising the things that a person can withstand and the heart can cope with.” ★★★★★- Goodreads review
“What an interesting read! Well presented storyline; characters that kept you guessing; some creepy twists and turns with lots of the unexpected…If you like books a bit off kilter...Perfect by Fen Wilde belongs on your TBR Lust.” ★★★★- Goodreads review
“So much more than a romance. There is family conflict, suspense, many kinds of emotions and lots of hot, explicit sex…” ★★★★- Goodreads review
Outside, the office has gone quiet, and I think about the hot mess we used to cause in this office. Back when we were younger. When I worried less. I can almost hear a collective sigh of relief from my staff as Ben and I talk in our normal voices—no shouting. No sounds of breakage. I blush slightly at the memory. What on earth were we thinking?
“What are you thinking about?” Ben asks softly, his face smoothing out, becoming less worried, more predatory. More intense.
“Nothing,” I mutter, dropping my eyes, my blush mounting.
He grins wickedly. “You’re thinking about how quiet everything went when I walked in.” He moves closer to me, placing a fingertip underneath my chin, forcing my eyes back up to his.
“And you’re remembering why.” His eyes don’t leave mine for a second, but I brush his hand away, flinching at the memory, ducking to escape those eyes.
“It’s in the past,” I say huskily, but he runs his fingers slowly along the edge of the desk. The edge I’ve clung to so many times, hopeless with desire, my legs buckling beneath me, his hands, his tongue…
“You’re thinking about it,” he whispers, moving behind me, his lips warm and soft against my neck, his hands reaching down and skimming across my hips, the warmth of his breath leaving my lips parted, my breathing shallow. His teeth find my earlobe and tug on it gently. A moan escapes my lips. Everything inside me wants to open my neck up to him, lean back into him, feel his hands wander leisurely across my body, my breasts. As though he has all the time in the world. As though I’m his.
But I pull away, trying to calm my breathing.
His arms fall to his side and I can feel him standing behind me. Sagging a little. No! I think immediately, my body desperate for his touch.
“I miss it, too,” he says, but he keeps his hands off me. Thank God is my next thought, my sensible brain kicking in. Because I don’t think I would have the resolve to move away twice.
Finally he moves to the chair opposite me, his eyes dark with lust, his jeans bulging appreciatively. I avert my eyes.
It’s only been a few weeks, but it might as well have been twenty years, I want him so badly.
“It’s probably going to come out, Ada. Judging by that last letter.” He watches me carefully. “Will it really be that bad?”
Fen Wilde writes gritty romantic suspense novels exploring the darker elements in our lives.
She is a qualified social worker and works part-time as a mental health clinician for young people, and also as a private clinical consultant.
She is particularly interested in the complex things that drive us toward or keep us out of connection with each other: how fragile, how beautiful, how flawed we all are.
Fen lives in Melbourne, Australia with her partner, two children, and Burmese cat. She is happiest with a project on her desk, some caramel slice in the fridge, and a great long list of things to do.
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Perfect Mistake by Sophia Karlson
Title: Perfect Mistake
Series: Perfect #1
Author: Sophia Karlson
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Suspense
Release Date: June 6, 2018
Simone Levin had a dream job as a safari pilot until an unexpected pregnancy clipped her wings. Tired of juggling motherhood with her demanding flight schedule, Simone applies for an office job, unaware that her new boss is Carlo Carlevaro, the man who’d ditched her before finding out he’d knocked her up. Carlo returns to East Africa only to kill another fire—Ivory trafficking from his lodges threatens to destroy his company. Finding Simone back on the payroll comes as a pleasant surprise. As his employee, Simone is off-limits, but she is the only one he trusts to help with his undercover investigation. With time running out, Simone and Carlo strive to expose the trafficking ring, but working together rekindles their mutual desire. When Simone is implicated as a trafficker, revealing her daughter’s existence to Carlo seems inevitable. Acting on her instincts might come too late as the syndicate retaliate and hone in their threat. Will they survive to give their love a chance?
Yet here he was. Carlo. The man who’d disappeared from her life four years ago.
Her gaze took in his face, comparing it to the memory that haunted her empty nights. He had a healthy tan, but wrinkles at the corners of his eyes spoke of more than days spent in the sun. Where four years ago the lines that cupped his mouth were often pulled into a laugh, they were now permanently set, like his frown, the lines burrowing deep. He was not to be messed with.
And those eyes, the color of a gray sea with a storm melting into it. Sarah’s eyes. She wanted to drop her gaze, scared of what he might read in her own eyes, but he stared at her blankly, as if he didn’t recognize her.
“Mr. Carlevaro,” Ross said. “This is Simone Levin, your pilot.”
Her tongue stuck to her palate in her suddenly parched mouth. Carlo hadn’t moved. His gaze still rested on her, taking all of her in, in a wordless greeting. A softness had settled around his mouth, but from his gaze…he was trying to conceal that he knew her. Had known her. Intimately.
She sensed he was doing her a favor by not acknowledging her in front of Ross and Michael. It had been the same four years ago…what they’d had, they’d kept to themselves. It had cost her dearly in the end.
Carlo pushed away from the doorframe, took a few steps toward them and stuck out his hand. A sharp pinch from Michael snapped her out of her flustered state, and she offered hers. Carlo’s hand was cool and dry, sending a tremor through her as he wrapped it around hers.
“Simone.”
“Mr…Carlevaro.” She cleared her throat as he let go. She couldn’t help but rub her sweaty palm against her jeans. Touching his cool skin had felt like a disgrace.
“I’m glad you’ve finally arrived.” Carlo’s gaze traveled over her face. It rested on her lips for a moment before it shot back to her eyes. “I want to take off in the next thirty minutes.”
Simone’s heart, which had, for those treacherous few seconds, stood still, started to pound.
“I just landed from a long-haul flight. I’d like to take a quick shower.”
Carlo raised an eyebrow. “A quick shower?” His gaze traveled over her body, mapping the route the water would take.
God, he remembered.
Heat rushed to her cheeks at the potent memories that flooded in her mind. Years ago, they had shared many showers that were everything but quick. She opened her mouth but no words came out.
“We’re waiting in the guest lounge.” With a nod to her companions he turned and strode out of the lounge.
Simone became aware of movement next to her.
“Yeah, he’s bloody intimidating,” said Michael in answer to something Ross had said.
“Snap out of it, Simone, you can’t let the CEO of Carlevaro International wait,” Ross said. “I bet he meets your exacting standards.”
“Go to hell, will you, Ross O’Connor.” Simone strode past him and grabbed her ironed uniform out of her locker with her work shoes. She resisted the temptation to slam the door when she entered the pilots’ restroom.
Sophia Karlson has lived in France, Germany, Tanzania, Madagascar (not the movie, the country!) and now finds herself back on home ground in South Africa. As a teenager, she devoured romances with far flung settings, loving to travel through books. After school her itchy feet took her around the world, but now she doesn’t get much further than the school run and the daily walk with her very demanding beagle, Phoebe. She writes contemporary and erotic romance, wanting to take readers on a journey of their own. She loves hearing from readers, follow her on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/sophia.karlson.5, Twitter: @SophiaKarlson, on the web at www.sophiakarlson.com.
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