November 13, 2024

Spotlight: One Big Little Secret by Nicole Snow

November 13, 2024/ Michelle Bowles

Publication date: November 9th 2024

Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

One wild night and a surprise reunion sends a moody billionaire spinning into fatherhood in this heartwarming and steamy romance by Wall Street Journal bestselling author Nicole Snow.

I guessed wrong.
A little reckless fun with a stranger never hurts.
A drunken one-night stand doesn’t leave you pregnant.
A savage twist of fate won’t make your baby daddy your new boss.
Bad luck can’t last forever—unless you’re me.

Should we count the ways I’m cooked with Patton Rory?
He rocks the grumpy gene, dialed up to eleven.
He’s so handsome the mirror winks back and his bank account has its own zip code.
He’s also totally oblivious—thank God.
I’m not sure what he’ll be if he figures out the little boy who trashed his fancy building and ruined his favorite tie is his son.

Maybe I’m becoming a human knot, but I won’t make the same mistake twice.
If he starts acting human and making my munchkin laugh, I’m not swooning.
If his forbidden kiss tastes like pure temptation, I’ll eat mud.
If he makes my heart sing, I’m still clinging to my big little secret.
Even if it’s growing so massive I can’t separate love from the lie.

This standalone romance read serves up a sweet and spicy secret baby entanglement with heart-rippy feels. Witness the last man who ever thought he’d be a father wake up and go all-in for the wife and son he needs more than his next breath.

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About the Author

Nicole Snow is a Wall Street Journal and USA Today bestselling author. She found her love of writing by hashing out love scenes on lunch breaks and plotting her great escape from boardrooms. Her work roared onto the indie romance scene in 2014 with her Grizzlies MC series.

Since then Snow aims for the very best in growly, heart-of-gold alpha heroes, unbelievable suspense, and swoon storms aplenty. With over a million books sold, she lives for the joy of making two people fight with every bit of their soul for a Happily Ever After.

Current fan favorites include her Enguard Protectors series, accidental love novels, plus long beloved MC romance thrillers like the Grizzlies and Deadly Pistols.

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http://nicolesnowbooks.com/
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https://www.facebook.com/nicolesnowbooks/
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July 28, 2024

Spotlight: The Darkest Chase by Nicole Snow

July 28, 2024/ Michelle Bowles

Publication date: July 20th 2024
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

Synopsis:

Two complete opposites fall into a heart-ripping fairy tale in this scorching hot small-town grumpy sunshine romance by Wall Street Journal bestselling author Nicole Snow.

Life is just full of crazy surprises with teeth.
One day you’re the forever single wallflower keeping up the boring family furniture shop.
The next, you’re getting mouth-to-mouth from a scary hot stranger who wants to make your life a thriller novel.
Yes, my disaster has a name.

Micah Ainsley.
Everything I’m not. Nothing remotely good for me.
He’s all wolf—moody, savage, and ferociously protective.
I’m a human puppy.
He thrives on secrets.
Everybody knows what I had for breakfast.
He’s experienced. So experienced.
I’ve never even been kissed.

But when he needs my help to take down a rich creep who just happens to be my new client, I’m game.
I’m ready to live a little.
I’m eager to prove I’m more than a hot mess with a cross-eyed crush on a coldhearted man who’s too old for me.

Then another surprise bites me in the face.
The night Micah claims me.
The moment our wrong becomes reality and there’s no going back.
The darkest chase is on and it only ends one way—sweet dreams or total devastation.

All the small-town sugar, spice, and angsty goodness in one epic slow-burn romance. Remember to breathe as you watch Redhaven’s coldest man thaw for the little spark he’ll fight like mad to keep.

Excerpt

“You saved me in your phone as Vampire Man?” I raise both brows.

“Um.” Talia freezes, looking at me sheepishly with her phone clutched in both hands. “…guilty,” she whispers with an embarrassed smile. “Sorry?”

“Uh-huh.” I lean back on my hands, just watching her. “Why did you do that?”

“I just… you know, the first time we met—”

“You mean when I gave you mouth-to-mouth in the middle of town? After your asthma attack,” I growl.

Her face flashes pink.

She swallows loudly, nodding.

“Yeah. That time. It sorta felt like waking up from a dream. This beautiful man with sharp teeth and a red mouth hovering over me… I used to be a huge Anne Rice nerd. And Grandpa had me watching old Dark Shadows reruns from the time I was five.”

“Uh-huh.” I never take my eyes off her. She’s squirming now, and there’s a predatory pulse in my heart that loves every bit of it. “Have you thought about my teeth, Talia? Do you want to be marked?”

“Marked? O-oh.” Breathy, soft, and she’s already saying yes without really saying a single word. She can’t look away as her eyes gleam. “Maybe. I mean, you bit me before... but you were being gentle.”

“That’s not a yes or a no,” I tease.

Leaning forward, I prowl toward her.

Every last little vulnerable thing about her jumps out at me.

One minute, she’s this innocent angel who warms me with a light I can’t describe, who makes me feel like if I wanted, I might learn how to have a life again.

The next minute, she’s prey, plain and simple.

Her nostrils flare.

Her breathing quickens.

When she trembles again, I’m gone.

Forever lost in this woman.

My inner beast inhales deeply, stuck on her scent.

Vanilla heaven. All mine for the taking.

Closer.

Closer, every slow movement makes her tremble more until I’m right there.

She whimpers as I stop, almost nose to nose with her, our eyes locked.

There’s more than rich vanilla rising off her now. This aromatic sweetness, heady and sharp.

“Yes or no, Talia,” I breathe. “Do you want me to mark you?”

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March 31, 2024

Spotlight: Two Truths and a Marriage by Nicole Snow

March 31, 2024/ Michelle Bowles

Publication date: March 29th 2024
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

Synopsis:

The grumpiest billionaire accidentally scores a sunshiny fake fiancee and pure chaos in this hilarious, sweet, and deliriously steamy romance by Wall Street Journal bestselling author Nicole Snow.

I can still pinpoint the exact second when my life became two truths and a lie.
You don’t forget delivering a mountain of fresh-baked sweets to a man like Dexter Rory.
I never wanted to see his scowling, bossy, brutally godlike face again, no matter how well he tipped.
If you told me I’d wind up wearing his ring, I would’ve died laughing.

But here I am, trying to cling to my sanity while I confront the undeniable.
Truth #1: I’m spiritually allergic to this man.
He’s as grumpy as a storm, twice as unpredictable, and he thinks my life’s work is the devil.
Truth #2: I need his money—it’s the only Hail Mary I have to keep my family bakery alive.

That’s why we’re living a ginormous lie that can’t last.
I mean, who would believe we’re engaged when we can barely share the same oxygen?
But Dexter can be wickedly convincing when he needs a win.
And the way he kisses me dizzy right in front of my adoring grandmother…
Hello, butterflies.

What happens when the truth matters less by the day?
What happens when you start falling in love with a lie?

This standalone read brings heat, heart, and mammoth feels all the way to the happily ever after. Witness two opposites attract, collide, and go down fighting the beautiful truth called love.

Excerpt

I’m instantly peppered with goosebumps at what he's proposing.

Another date.

Another important family member to impress.

Another lie.

More people we have to deceive to keep this big ball of fake engagement crazy going.

Even if we’re getting better at this, something’s got to give.

“There’s something else I had to bring in person,” he says slowly, watching me warily. “For your trouble.”

What’s he talking about?

His hand drifts out of his pocket, clasping a small grey box with gold lettering.

Oh no.

Oh no, no, no.

When he opens it, revealing what I’m dreading, I don’t remember how to breathe.

A freaking ring.

And not just any ring.

No, this is a ring from Dexter Rory, a man who never learned how to do anything without going all out.

Of course, it’s gorgeous enough to make me stupid.

All diamond-studded white gold with a sparkling blue stone in the middle. The whole vibe is both delicate and totally over the top.

I’m already in love with the wretched thing.

And I hate that I love it.

“There’s no sense in being subtle anymore. Counting my brothers, a ton of people know we’re engaged,” he explains. “No one will believe I’ve proposed without a ring on your finger.”

“Oh my God.” I’m hyperventilating. “You just… you went and… you bought me an engagement ring?” I say faintly, knowing full well there’s no doubt.

An engagement ring.

Those three little words feel completely alien.

His face blanks, but he’s smiling with his eyes, midnight-blue apologies sparkling like stars.

“I’m sorry if it’s not your style, Junie. There’s still time to swap it out.”

“Are you insane?”

I could have searched the world twice over and not found an engagement ring half this magnificent. This man, who doesn’t even know me, is some sort of personal jewelry genius.

“It’s really pretty,” I whisper.

“It’s yours to keep when this is over. Don’t even ask how much it costs,” he says. “Sell it, keep it, give it to your cat, whatever. I’m sure this isn’t the type of engagement you wanted—and technically, it’s not. I’m just grateful you’re willing to go along with it.”

Why does he sound like he’s trying to make himself believe it?

My brain sputters.

All I can see right now is that ring in its little grey box, the blue velvet inside cushioning the precious diamonds and stillborn promises.

I don’t doubt for a second they’re real, and they’re spectacular.

Oh, and its resale value will probably break my jaw when it hits the ground. He’s paying me a massive premium in jewelry on top of the six figures hitting my account.

The bigger the lie, the more I earn.

That should thrill me, coming into a small fortune I never imagined, but it doesn’t.

Not while I’m staring at something that shouldn’t exist.

A ring from a man who’s hilariously out of my league. The one thing I never thought I’d get with a monster catch.

A fake fiancé.

A man who doesn’t want to marry me.

Of course, he shouldn’t. He doesn’t even know me.

Still.

Still, I can’t help feeling it bone-deep, knowing that the only ring I’ll ever get is just a whacky business transaction.

Not because I’m lovable.

Not because it means anything.

Not because I’m someone he’d ever date, much less marry.

“Dex,” I start, but he presses a firm finger gently against my lips.

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December 21, 2023

Spotlight: The Sweetest Obsession by Nicole Snow

December 21, 2023/ Michelle Bowles

Publication date: December 19th 2023

Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

Synopsis:

Falling for the best thing that never happened brings sweet mayhem in this steamy, gripping, and heartfelt small-town grumpy-sunshine standalone romance by Wall Street Journal bestseller Nicole Snow.

My brother’s best friend owned my heart until the day he drenched it in kerosene and burned it down.

Grant flipping Faircross is so not the reason I’m coming home.

I don’t care if he’s gotten bigger, meaner, and grumpy enough to flash freeze the sun.

So what if he’s up in my business the second I arrive?

I’m smarter now.

I’m only back in Redhaven for my sick mother and to talk some sense into my sister before she marries a toad.

Grant ran me off once and I’m not running back.

I can handle the drama, the messy secrets, and an unexpected stalker just fine.

…or maybe not so fine.

When Prince Anti-Charming charges in to protect me, it’s kinda hard to say no.

When I find out he’s a single dad with a heart bigger than a prune, it gets harder.

And when his lips storm mine with a growl that says “stay,” oh God.

Are we really doing this again?

Especially when an old tragedy resurfaces with hard truths, stinging tears, and one brutal question.

Will our sweetest obsession finally deliver us or destroy us forever?

The perfect blend of small-town romance, furious spice, and jaw-dropping thrills that will keep you guessing. Batten down your heart as a stone-hearted giant wakes up and fights to keep the girl who got away—if she’ll ever admit she wants to be chased.

Excerpt

All of me freezes as I meet his eyes, stare at him, stare into Grant, into that quiet solemness and raging gruffness that hides a heart so true.

He never stopped.

He really never stopped looking for my brother all this time.

He still thinks there’s a chance he’s alive, even if deep down, that seems completely ludicrous. The hope was starved out of me without anyone finding a single clue.

“You... you asshole,” I strangle out. My mouth moves automatically. I don’t know what I’m saying, why I’m saying it, or why my eyes are welling up and I just can’t take anymore. “You overly loyal giant donkey. You... you...”

There’s a moment.

A crack in reality when those hard eyes soften.

All those years I spent when we were young, wishing he’d show some emotion.

Something plain and simple and honest.

Something easy, without having to turn myself into a human Grant decoder to understand his growls and loud silences.

Now, he finally gives me what I’m aching for with real concern flashing across his face, the way he leans into me, staring down like he’s afraid he’s broken me somehow.

“Ophelia, fuck,” he says softly. “I won’t see you hurt.”

No, but he will see me speechless tonight.

If I ever speak again, I’ll tell him how wonderfully dumb he’s being.

But right now, he’s just a giant blur past the tears.

Scalding, stupid, overwhelmed tears I don’t want to cry, but I just can’t take another bee sting to the heart.

I can’t take more confusion, more things to fear.

Holy hell, I don’t want to think about it anymore.

Because if I’m thinking, that means I won’t do what I’m doing right now.

I won’t be laying my fingers on Grant’s face, my fingers weaving through the thick, grey-shot bristle of his bearish brown beard.

Pulling him closer, even as his eyes widen.

I definitely won’t be kissing him.

Kissing. Him.

I don’t know what comes over me.

It’s too instant, too impulsive, too reckless.

Too impossible to be denied.

And now that I’ve started I can’t stop, and I can taste years of pent-up emotion in the salt between our lips as I crush my mouth to his and beg.

Don’t hurt me right now, Grant. I can’t stand another ounce of pain and disappointment.

Just give.

Give me the fire in that growl, the nip of your teeth, the sweet, sweet rush that makes me tingle.

I’m actually shaking for my longest obsession.

No surprise, the man is a human earthquake when his lips attack mine.

Or maybe it’s just the vibration, the shock and awe steaming out of him, tangled up in this sudden hunger I can feel.

Grant goes still for just a second.

The shock radiates through both of us in hot waves so intense they leave me dizzy.

I brace, wait for it, fully expecting the imminent stab of hurt where he sternly pushes me away and reminds me I’ll always be the kid sister.

Nothing but Butterfly.

Not anyone he could ever see as romantic or sexy or remotely desirable.

...only he doesn’t.

Instead, he wraps his huge arm tight around my waist, possessively jerking me forward, almost off the chair.

My stomach leaps and twists.

Instead of tearing his mouth off mine, he goes all in.

Grant Faircross ravages me with the sudden intensity of a kiss that crashes over me like lightning splitting the night.

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September 22, 2023

Spotlight: One Bossy Disaster by Nicole Snow

September 22, 2023/ Michelle Bowles

Publication date: September 20th 2023

Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

Synopsis:

A wild twist of fate throws together two total opposites in this steamy and hysterical grumpy sunshine romance from Wall Street Journal bestselling author Nicole Snow.

Trust me, I’m not falling for a human porcupine.

I don’t do older men with baggage a mile long.

Billionaires? Nope, I’m Miss Independence, thank you very much.

And when a man with the emotional intelligence of a cucumber decides to boss me around?

Hoo boy.

Shepherd Foster and I are utterly incompatible.

He still can’t get over the day we met when I questioned Mr. High and Mighty’s judgment.

He’s also holding the key—and the moolah—to my animal rescue dreams.

I’m only putting up with this torture for the cute otters, I swear.

And we’re only camping together so I can prove him deliciously wrong.

My ideas will outshine Seattle’s grumpiest egomaniac.

If only Shepherd’s scowls and barbed words weren’t attached to a body crafted for sin.

I still don’t know how it happened.

Don’t ask me why I let his cruel mouth kiss me into a smoldering wreck.

Don’t remind me that messy nights in Eden with my boss carry a brutal price.

I’m worried I’m feeling… things for a man I desperately need to keep hating.

Because there’s one way this ends if Shepherd damn Foster gets his hooks in my heart.

Disaster.

An enemies-to-lovers epic standalone! Huge heart, slow-burn steam, banter galore, plus a damaged grump who falls hilariously hard for the otter-loving brant who blows his life to kingdom come.

Excerpt

“Um, a little help? I can’t get out.” I make another half-hearted attempt to stand up in my kayak and fail comically.

Shepherd stares at me for a second before he laughs.

He laughs—a real belly laugh—and it’s a happy sound that vibrates through me.

Not cruel, either, but warm and understanding.

There goes my heart again as he strides over to where the waves meet the beach.

He grabs the front of my kayak effortlessly and hauls it out of the water.

No sweat.

No big deal.

No small favor with bigger muscle.

Damn, I’ll admit it.

Right now, I am thirsty as hell.

I’ve been ogling him all day and he still hasn’t stopped getting hotter.

“There,” he says when I’m safely on the sand. “Can you get out now?”

I try.

I really do.

But my body simply won’t cooperate.

I guess my legs forgot they’re supposed to be a flesh and bone team, and my arms feel totally disconnected from my shoulders.

“This is so embarrassing,” I say, but he just releases the end of the kayak and steps closer.

“Save it, Destiny. You worked your ass off today and there’s no point in feeling shamed. Even if I’m going to carry you.”

What?

He bends down, and before I can register what’s happening, he does it.

Picks. Me. Up.

As in, I am in his arms right now, damsel in distress style, legs hooked over one arm while his other arm lends back support.

The world spins as I weakly wrap my arms around his neck.

And oh.

Oh.

He’s almost superheated with exertion through his wet suit.

The shelter of his arms makes me aware just how massive he really is.

I’m so used to being the same height as most of the men around me—often taller—but this guy makes me feel small.

That’s a miracle in itself.

And he’s breathing harder now.

I’m pretty sure he wasn’t when he dragged my kayak up onto the shore. His arms tighten around me, drawing me closer.

I’m not sure I’m breathing.

Scratch that, definitely not.

There’s a wild look in his eyes.

My arms are locked around his neck and we’re so close, I can feel his heart beating so, so fast.

He isn’t alone. Mine strums like a guitar plucked by a rock star belting out a nasty breakup ballad.

What is even happening?

“It’s normal for first-timers,” he says softly, and I blink up at him in confusion.

Shepherd Foster is never soft.

...and first-timers?

How do I explain that although I’m way younger, I’m not inexperienced. I’ve had my fair share of male attention, though none of the boys I’ve dated have ever swept me up like a storm.

“Kayaking,” he clarifies, eyeing my blank face.

Oh, crap.

And I thought I was embarrassed before.

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October 05, 2022

Spotlight: The Perfect Wrong by Nicole Snow

October 05, 2022/ Michelle Bowles

Publication date: October 5th 2022
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

Wall Street Journal bestselling author Nicole Snow returns with a blazing forbidden romance where every wrong feels perfectly right for two star-crossed lovers…

Everything that could go wrong did.
The evil smile on my bestie’s face should’ve screamed bad idea. But I took her “easy” bet:
Find a man before summer ends. Renounce my V-card. Enjoy life.
I thought I was entitled to the same sweet ritual every girl deserves—until a force of nature blew in.

His name is Chris Triton.
Tattooed god. Moody ex SEAL. Zero filter. Born to drive me bonkers.
We barely spoke for ten minutes before he kissed my soul out.
Too fast. Too intense. Too flipping good.

Then I found out we’d be sharing the same roof the very next day.
Dad marrying his mom squashed our little chemistry experiment instantly.
You know, the normal reaction. But Chris doesn’t do normal.
Or predictable.
Or sane.

Still, I’m sure he’s playing some twisted game when he keeps teasing the unthinkable.
I think he won’t scorch my heart black until the Vegas trip—another hilariously bad idea.
It’s just us and a tension so thick you can chew it.
Just an unexpected hero charging to my rescue.
Just one freaking bed.
What the hell do you do when the perfect wrong feels undeniably right?

A full-length forbidden romance with sizzle, jaw-dropping sass, and all the heart-stompy butterflies impossible Happily Ever Afters are made of. Witness one growly protector battle the worst luck in the known universe to throw his princess over his shoulder and bring her home forever.

Excerpt

Delia, Chapter 1

I frown.

I’m not crazy overprotective of Dad’s property, but this guy shouldn’t be messing around out here, especially after sunset. He could easily get hurt.

Also, I’m guessing he missed the bright-red PRIVATE PROPERTY signs lining the cliffs every twenty or thirty feet at the edge of our property.

Finishing my drink with a huff, I set my glass down on a rock and start to approach him.

I still can’t make out much in the dull light. He’s too far from the party’s bright lights to be more than a massive shadow.

And his back is turned, his head bowed and focused on his diving gear like it’s the most important thing in the world. His mask and oxygen tank are off by the time I’m standing a few feet away, and he’s working on that wet suit.

He sheds it quickly like a second skin, revealing a statue cut from pure granite underneath.

Oh my hotness.

...is he completely naked under there?

I suck in a breath so sharply I’m surprised it doesn’t startle him.

I’m a little relieved when I see navy-blue trunks as he kicks off the rest of the suit—but only a little.

This man is a sea god heaved up by the deep.

His back alone looks powerful, refined, like a rock-hard swimmer who’s been mastering his craft for years.

Muscular creases collide with long, dark stripes inked on his flesh.

His tattoos are one with the night, a warning of sharp, vicious, dangerous things.

Oh, and he’s big—he must be pressing seven feet in all his giant glory—but he’s so smooth, so sculpted, so graceful.

His skin looks natural, healthy, and real in a way Marnie’s Tangerine Man never will be.

My breath catches.

I know, I know.

I’m living out every awkward smut heroine’s moment where she catches the hot guy half-naked and you can bet he’s about to spin around and chew her out in T-minus one second.

And I know it’s silly to prefer a body cased in ink rather than too much tanned leather, but I can’t help myself.

I cough, deciding we’d better speed this up.

When he starts turning, my eyes almost bug out.

His broad chest could slay a whole gaggle of underwear models—even if they laid their perfect bodies under the world’s best tattoo artists.

More dark stripes slither up his arms, pitch-black flames licking his biceps, and something dark and beastly and menacing covers his broad chest.

A dragon?

The monster sprawls across his skin, guarding what looks like a pitchfork. It kind of reminds me of my gramps’ old Navy patches that Dad keeps hanging in his office. He’s always been proud of them.

Oh, and he’s an older man, but not too old.

He’s mature.

Probably somewhere in his mid-twenties, fresh out of college with a dark glint in his eyes that only a heavy life can bring.

Our eyes lock.

His are bright green, set in his chiseled face like sinful emerald framed with just the right amount of cropped sandy dark hair and stubble that could scratch so sweetly on a woman’s skin.

His tight jaw holds the most capable mouth in the world, lips made for kissing and cursing and giving the whole world hell.

Maybe even one especially lucky lady.

“Didn’t know I had an audience. How long you been there gawking while I strip?” he growls, giving his rubber suit a swift kick behind him and marching toward me. “Where’d you come from, princess?”

Oh.

In my little stare down, I forgot I walked out here to remind him he’s trespassing.

Hilariously, the biting tone in his voice makes it sound like I’m the intruder.

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Since then Snow aims for the very best in growly, heart-of-gold alpha heroes, unbelievable suspense, and swoon storms aplenty. With over a million books sold, she lives for the joy of making two people fight with every bit of their soul for a Happily Ever After.

Current fan favorites include her Enguard Protectors series, accidental love novels, plus long beloved MC romance thrillers like the Grizzlies and Deadly Pistols.

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