The Kiss Me Series, an all-new
hilarious series of standalones from New
York Times bestselling author Emma Hart is coming August 27th and we have
the fresh and fun covers!
Kiss Me Not
Releasing August 27th
Let me make this clear right here,
right now: I, Halley Dawson, do not care that Preston Wright is kissing other
women.
Not a lick. Not at all.
Nuh-uh-freakin’-uh.
I do care that he’s doing it six feet
away from me behind a gaudy velvet curtain—making him my competition in this
year’s kissing contest.
Why do I care, you ask? Because I’ve
had an unfortunate crush on the insufferable idiot since I was sixteen years
old, but I also know it’s never going to happen.
He’s the Creek Falls bachelor to die
for, and I’m the Creek Falls racoon lady who puts peanut butter sandwiches out
for them every night.
I’m not going to let him break my
four-year-long reign—no matter how many times he breaks the rules and slides
the curtain across to do the one thing he’s not allowed to:
Kiss me.
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Kiss Me Tonight
Releasing September 24th
What do a wrong
number text, a burning building, and a quirky florist have in common?
A hunky
firefighter with an extra-large…hosepipe.
In hindsight, I never should have
opened that text message. The last thing I needed first thing on a Monday was a
picture of some stranger’s, um, eggplant,
in my inbox.
I also should have replaced the
batteries in my fire alarm, because my Friday night did not need to end with my
apartment building going up in flames.
But it’s fine. It’s fine. Everything
is fine.
I’m only lying in a hospital bed with
more split ends than I’ve ever had, almost all my Earthly possessions have
turned to ash, and apparently, they don’t serve wine to patients in this place.
But like I said, it’s fine.
Until he walks in.
The guy who saved my life. My hero.
Noah Jacobs.
And the universe is amusing itself at
my expense, because the dirty photo I woke up to on Monday?
It’s his.
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Kiss Me Again
Releasing October 22nd
WANTED:
ROOMMATE. Must be tidy, polite, and absolutely not my brother’s hot as sin best friend.
I have no idea why I said yes.
Maybe I’d had one too many wines.
Maybe I’d done it accidentally. Maybe I’d been sleep-texting.
One thing I know for sure is this: I
absolutely do not want Ethan Hawkins
in my apartment, up in my business, taking over my space.
Yet he’s here. Moving his stuff into
my spare bedroom. Sending a wave of panty-melting, musky man-scent my way every
time he walks past me.
Here’s the thing.
We don’t get along—at all. We never
have, and I don’t think we’re going to start now that we’re under one roof.
There’s also that little issue where I’m kinda, sorta,
totally in love with him…
Uh-oh.
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About Emma Hart
Emma Hart is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of over thirty novels and has been
translated into several different languages.
She is a mother, wife, lover of wine, Pink Goddess, and
valiant rescuer of wild baby hedgehogs.
Emma prides herself on her realistic, snarky smut, with
comebacks that would make a PMS-ing teenage girl proud.
Yes, really. She's that sarcastic.
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