New Releases by Lauren Blakely

#1 New York Times bestseller Lauren Blakely charms with a sexy, flirty sports romcom featuring a charming, pie-baking, single dad who''s never forgotten the red-hot kiss from years ago that he planted on the feisty, sassy blonde--now a jilted bride determined to move on from heartbreak.

"A Lauren Blakely book is a guarantee of a good time." —Meghan Quinn, New York Times bestselling author When the hot new quarterback desperately needs a fake girlfriend he turns to his best friend''s sister, only to find that she may turn out to be the woman of his dreams even though she''s been right there all along... When I enter the Most Valuable Playboy charity auction, my goal is simple—be the player who goes for the most dough. But when trouble shows up at the auction, I need a whole new play. Enter Violet—she''s my best friend''s sister and she''s my close friend too. With a smile as sweet as cherry pie and a mind that runs quicker than the 40-yard-dash, Violet saves the day with the highest bid. I don''t even give her a two-minute warning before I kiss her in front of the whole crowd and then announce that she''s my girlfriend. Which would be fine except my agent tells me we''ve got to keep up the act while he''s negotiating my contract. Violet takes one for the team and pretends to be mine, and soon our boyfriend-girlfriend scrimmage quickly turns into a full contact sport. But falling for her wasn''t in the playbook...

A sexy new friends-to-lovers standalone! Let me list the reasons why dating the sexy, charming pro hockey star is a bad idea: 1. He''s one of my closest friends 2. All our friends are friends 3. The wounds I''ve got from past relationships go deep. And so do his. We''re both devoutly single -- it''s just safer for the heart that way. But there''s no reason not to bid on the gorgeous, clever athlete at the charity auction this weekend. If I win, it''ll be a "friendsdate." And I do win. I win him big. And hard. And all night long. The trouble is . . . what happens in the morning?

I''m breaking up with set-ups. No more "can I introduce you to my son, nephew, grandson, the butcher, the guy down the street who mows my lawn." Machines know what''s best, and I''ll rely on the great dating algorithms of the web to find the ideal man, thank you very much. Soon enough, it looks like I''ve found him -- his nickname is Lucky Suit, and he''s hilarious, quick-witted and full of heart. But when I finally get together with him in person, I have the distinct feeling I''ve met him before. Turns out there''s more to our meeting than I had thought, and when we discover what truly brought us together, all bets are off.

The one unbreakable rule in the Man Code is this: no matter how beautiful, smart, and clever she is, do not fall in love with your best friend''s woman. Yeah, so I screwed up big time when I fell for her. I might have let my sin of unrequited love slide, given everything that went down in the last few years, but Lulu just walked back into my life as vibrant as ever. And the cards are stacked against me once again. We''re working together, and the last thing I want to do is mess up her life with a forbidden office romance now that she''s finally got the fresh start she deserves. Trouble is, she''s even more irresistible than ever, and this time around I''m not sure any code can hold me back. Even if I stand to lose everything...

A sexy, swoony falling-for-the-neighbor standalone romance from #1 New York Times bestselling author Lauren Blakely! Just my luck - my new next door neighbor is a unicorn. Yep, the British hottie is clearly a mythical man because - get this - he''s a sexy, witty, charming, big-hearted single dad. Who, wait for it, wants to find Mrs. Right and get hitched. Darn shame I''m not on the market. I''m a single parent like him, and raising my teenage daughter is my top priority. Plus, falling for a guy who shares your property line is a line you shouldn''t cross. Still, I''m an outgoing gal, so I do the neighborly thing and offer to be his dating insider. Surely, I can help this small town''s most eligible bachelor ever navigate his way through all the fantastic single ladies eager to make his acquaintance. What could possibly go wrong in helping the dream guy next door find his one true love? So I set him up on one date, two dates, three dates -- and I''m about to find out exactly how dangerous my offer is.

It should be an easy rule to follow - don''t bang your boss... But I didn''t know who he was when I met him. And the first time I saw him, our connection sounded like the stuff of romantic legends -- that whole "their eyes locked across a crowded room" moment that turned into more. I didn''t believe it. . . . until it happened to me. Fine, the charming, clever, sexy-as-sin guy in the tailored suit was only trying to buy the same Snoopy lunchbox (as a gift!), but still, our eyes totally locked, and my lady parts definitely tingled as we vied for the prize. Naturally, I did what any badass business woman would do. Negotiated for the lunchbox, then found my what-if guy online and made plans to see him the next night. One night only -- that was the deal we made. But one fantastic night had us both changing our minds in the morning. And making plans for another. Until I walked into the office to learn he just bought my company. And here''s the biggest rule of romantic legends -- no matter what, don''t bang your boss. Especially if you''re already falling for him.

A sexy office romance meets accidentally-married-in-Vegas story! I swear I''ve been a good boss. And a good boss resists his sexy, smart and thoroughly charming assistant. But then, Natalie and I travel to Vegas for a job. Yeah, you''ve heard this one before. Bad news on the business front, drowning our sorrows in a few too many Harvey Wallbangers, and then she''s telling me she''s been crushing on me for months. Bam. All my resistance crumbles, and we''re testing the strength of the Titanic slot machine at the Flamingo (don''t ask). Before I can make her say "Oh God right there YES!" one more time, we''re both saying the big yes at a roadside chapel in front of an Elvis impersonator. We''ll just untie the knot in the morning, right? Easier said than done. Thanks to a paperwork snafu, we fly back to New York as Mr. and Mrs. Off-Limits. The trouble is, I don''t know how to keep my hands off my wife. Or to stop romancing her. Learning what makes her tick. But the more we fall back into each other''s arms, the more I don''t want an ex-wife.

A friends-to-lovers, stuck-in-a-cabin sexy romantic comedy! I''ll be the first to admit I''ve got it bad for my good friend Mia. But I''ve never acted on this crush. She''s my best friend''s little sister and, oh, there''s that little problem of her living three thousand miles away. So I resist her every time I see her...until one night she''s in town and she confesses she''s been wanting me too. What''s a guy to do? I give in till she''s screaming out my name. But in the morning we swear we won''t let it ruin our friendship. Especially since she hires my adventure tour company for a week-long retreat for her new business. If there''s one thing I''m committed to, it''s running a squeaky clean business. Number one on my list of iron-clad rules? Don''t screw your customers. It''s hands off when we head into the woods. At least that was the plan until we wind up stuck in a tent, then a car, then a cabin... Find out what happens next in this he-falls-first sexy romance!

A sexy enemies-to-lovers romance! My former apprentice is the last person I want to work with. Ever. She still hates me since I fired her once upon a time. So when I''m forced to pair up with the wildly sexy brunette every day on the most important custom car build of my career, we spend our days firing snark and sarcasm at each other in the garage. Too bad watching her work automotive wonders with a wrench is doing something to me. Only I can''t quite figure out if she wants to kick me in the lug nuts or beg me to give her a good, hard fuel injection. Until one night that question is answered on the hood of a sports car as she calls out my name three times. And we can''t seem to put on the brakes. Soon, we''re doing more than working on a car. She''s enlisting me to take salsa dancing, bringing me monkey bread, and making me want more than hate bangs. If sleeping with the enemy is a bad idea, how much more dangerous would it be to fall in love with her?

The first rule of handling PR for a hockey team? Never hook up with a player. That shouldn''t be a problem since the last man on earth I want to give an image makeover to is our goalie. He''s infuriatingly hot, famously grumpy and lives to spar with me after every game. But shining up his rough edges is my path to landing the promotion I desperately need, so I grit my teeth and do my job. No matter how hard he makes it (especially with that sexy smirk and cool blue eyes.) As we travel from pose-with-a-pet photo opps to cuddle-a-kitten fundraisers, we bicker like it''s foreplay. Turns out it is. Because as I get to know the man behind the broody iceman exterior, it''s me that melts - right into his arms as he devastates me with a kiss that turns into the hottest, most forbidden night of my life. Only once turns into every night as Max shows me how much he wants to take care of me. His possessive touch makes me feel adored for the first time in my life. But the man is entirely off limits and I can''t risk my job for more of those soul-deep kisses. Because the only thing worse than hooking up with a player is falling head over heels for him.

A forbidden romance with my brother''s hockey-playing teammate wasn''t on my to-do list when I moved across the country... I uprooted my quiet life for a new job in the city, not to spend my first evening here with a sexy stranger who rescues me when I''m locked out of my friend''s apartment wearing nearly nothing. Then rescues me from an O drought. But the next morning, I learn the generous, filthy-mouthed man from last night is not only my brother''s new hockey teammate. He''s also - wait for it - my brand new roommate. The last thing I need is a complicated fling, and Wesley doesn''t want to rock the team boat, so we agree to a friends-only rule. It''s not easy though when the shameless flirt walks around the house shirtless. Or when he gives me heated looks that make my pulse pound. It''s harder still to stay friendly when he offers me rides to work, pitches in at my library''s fundraiser and takes care of me when I get hurt. He makes me feel seen in a way I''ve never experienced before. I don''t know how long I can stick to our rules, especially the night Wes comes to my door and tells me exactly how he''d like to break them. Every single one.

I''ve spent the better part of eight years resisting my best friend''s little sister. What''s one more week? The hardest week ever when it includes a proposition to be her dating coach. Eight years ago I fell into a secret summer fling with the bright, big-hearted Juliet before our lives went in different directions. Now, I''m the grumpy to her sunshine on a popular dating podcast we host, and when a wealthy fan gives us a charming coastal cottage as the biggest thank you ever, we head to the town where I grew up to give it a makeover. And find the house has only one bed. Located under a mirrored ceiling. To make matters even harder, the woman I''ve been pining for tells me she wants to try to find the one and would I please be her dating coach for the week? Like hell I''ll let her date other men. I''ll coach her on three dates with me. But the second I take her out, I don''t feel like her teacher. I feel like she''s mine, especially when the first night ends with us tangled up together in that bed. Each night we grow closer, but this dating experiment forces me to face my greatest fear - whether a man like me is worthy of her love. Even though I''m already head over heels for her.

One trip across Europe. Two arch enemies. And seven nights with only one bed in the room in a spicy new standalone romance from Lauren Blakely! The last person I want to be stuck with anywhere for one night, let alone seven, is the too-sexy-for-my-own-good Axel Huxley. I tried to work with the cocky grump once upon a time, but we''re like vodka and good decisions. We don''t play well together. Only now, our publishers are sending us on a joint book tour across Europe on an old-fashioned luxury train. And thanks to a booking snafu, I have to share a sleeper car with the man who''s made a sport of infuriating me. You guessed it--there''s only one bed. I''m not sure I can survive the next seven days and nights with my dangerously sexy enemy and all our fiery tension. Which explodes one night in a desperately needed hate bang. But the bigger plot twist is this - the more time we spend together, visiting the most romantic cities in Europe by day and discovering each other at night, the more I''m forced to face our past. To let go of the hurt. To see the man he''s become. And when I do, I wonder if it''s too late to write a new happy ending for us?

I swear I only asked one hot hockey-playing friend to give me romance lessons for the week, but three hockey stars volunteered... The post breakup plan was simple - escape from my toxic ex to a vacation rental and stay far away from men. But thanks to a booking snafu I''m accidentally sharing it with three hot hockey players. One''s flirty, one''s broody, one''s a cheeky Brit, and they''re all the most attentive men I''ve ever met. After a couple of glasses of champagne, I''m telling them about the contest my ex is running on his dating advice web site. The topic? What makes a great boyfriend, and I want to submit a column. All three offer to show me every single thing I''ve been missing in and out of bed. We make a deal for one week only. It''s only for revenge, of course. I work for the other hockey team in the city so it''d be a big mistake to truly get involved with a rival, let alone three. Even though I melt under their touch. They show me what it means to be adored, cherished and romanced. But as the week ticks on, what started as revenge fast turns into me giving my heart to three men I can''t have. Looks like I''m well and truly pucked.

The best way to save my little shop? Marry my fake fiancé for real... When a sexy single dad walks into my shop and buys every box of chocolate just to ask me out, I say yes. By the end of a smoldering night, I''m saying oh yes. And in the morning I''m saying yes, yes, yes to an idea that can save both our businesses so long as Gage and I pretend to be engaged and wildly in love. But since my messy life is riding on this new venture, we agree that our one night was our only night. Except, all our fake kisses quickly melt my resolve. Gage says he has no room in his life for romance, but he touches me like he can''t get enough. Tells me he can''t resist me. And gets down on one knee in the most romantic fake proposal ever. But when my vindictive corporate rival threatens to expose the lie of us, my protective fiancé steps up and declares I''m his wife. Looks like I just walked into a marriage of convenience. At the end of the year, I''ll walk out of it...as long as I don''t fall for my husband.

One trip across Europe. Two arch enemies. And seven nights with only one bed in the room in a spicy new standalone romance from Lauren Blakely! The last person I want to be stuck with anywhere for one night, let alone seven, is the too-sexy-for-my-own-good Axel Huxley. I tried to work with the cocky grump once upon a time, but we''re like vodka and good decisions. We don''t play well together. Only now, our publishers are sending us on a joint book tour across Europe on an old-fashioned luxury train. And thanks to a booking snafu, I have to share a sleeper car with the man who''s made a sport of infuriating me. You guessed it--there''s only one bed. I''m not sure I can survive the next seven days and nights with my dangerously sexy enemy and all our fiery tension. Which explodes one night in a desperately needed hate bang. But the bigger plot twist is this - the more time we spend together, visiting the most romantic cities in Europe by day and discovering each other at night, the more I''m forced to face our past. To let go of the hurt. To see the man he''s become. And when I do, I wonder if it''s too late to write a new happy ending for us?

Am I fake dating my best friend? Hear me out... So I''m throwing myself a breakup party, a glittery fete where I envision I''ll lift a glass and celebrate being free and single again. What I actually do: Drink too much champagne and blurt out to my best guy friend that I''d really like to get back on the horse. But what I truly don''t expect is Carter''s answer - he volunteers as tribute. With his sinful brown eyes and too-good-to-be-true body it''d be no hardship for me to say yes, though I certainly don''t want him to feel obligated to, um, service me, just because my failed, loveless marriage was a s-e-x desert. But since the charming and confident pro football star owes five public dates to his dating app sponsor, we make a deal to help each other out. Pretty soon, our public how to date lessons turn into, ahem, very private ones. And I''m a star student, graduating quickly from flirty banter and lingering looks to toe-curling, sheet-grabbing, mind-blowing hours of physical education. The problem? Turns out learning to date again feels a lot like the real thing. Can our friendship withstand all these late-night bedroom sessions? Especially since I''m suddenly longing for my best friend and there''s nothing fake about my feelings...

Two star hockey players and their best friend''s little sister in a runaway bride rom com! Picture this. I''m about to walk down the aisle when the groom decides to drop this news on me - he wants to dial it down to just f-buddies. That''s when my brother''s two pro-hockey playing buddies help me escape seconds before the wedding march begins. But what''s a runaway bride to do with a broken heart and a non-refundable honeymoon? Book an extra ticket and take two off-limits, totally charming, absolutely gorgeous star athletes who want to lift my spirits. When we arrive there''s only bed in the hotel room. And it happens to fit three. The goalie, the forward and me. Looks like I''m about to get thoroughly pucked on my double honeymoon. Talk about lifting my spirits... Thoroughly Pucked is a standalone hockey, brother''s best friends, runaway bride MFM romance with a guaranteed why-choose style HEA! No swords cross. This story is perfect for fans of spicy hockey romance!

Ever hear the story about the gal who got dumped with this parting shot? “And, maybe you need some lessons in the bedroom.” Sure, I wanted to shout at my ex: “You suck in bed too.” But I’m a lady. I didn’t say that. I do, however, share the whole sorry story over drinks to my best guy friend—the hockey star who’s been my bestie forever. And he’s suddenly intensely curious about these bedroom lessons. He’s so damn interested, he says, “I’d be willing to be your test subject.” If I say yes, it''ll change our lifelong friendship in the next twenty-four hours…

Bestselling authors Sarina Bowen and Lauren Blakely team up for the first time in an enemies-to-lovers, opposites-attract, irresistibly sexy standalone romance between the best man and the other best man! In my defense, I was left alone with a bottle of single-malt and a life-long penchant for protecting my baby sister. Still, that''s no excuse to send ten drunk-texts on why her hasty marriage would be a mistake. If only I had just texted my sister. But nope. I accidentally sent the message to her, her groom, and his super hot wingman. I also used the phrase "super hot wingman," so I''d like to die now. Instead, I have to plan a wedding with the aforementioned hottie and share a too-small guesthouse in steamy Miami. Three days in the sun with the cocky, charming former athlete who likes to push my buttons? Fine, two can play at that let''s-infuriate-each-other game. Until Asher ups the stakes with one wildly sexy suggestion. A no-strings fling, then I go back to my single dad life in New York, and he returns to his star-studded one. Sign me up. But the more nights I spend with the other best man, the more I want days too, and that just can''t happen. Especially when I find out the real reason why... Contents Include: First times, a secret to do list, champion-level flirting, fast cars, #eggplants, and two men who look good in tuxes.

Man skal aldrig gå tilbage til en fuser ... vel? LUCAS Lola er mere end bare min eks-flirt, hun er også min eks-ven. Det gik ikke stille for sig, dengang vi smækkede med dørene og sagde ord, vi ikke kunne tage tilbage. Der er heller ikke ligefrem udsigt til forsoning fra hverken hendes eller min side. Men nu har vores søskende brug for hjælp, så vi må sætte fjendskabet til side – sådan da – og gøre, hvad vi kan for at hjælpe. Måske er det også på tide at se fortiden i øjnene ... LOLA Lucas er den absolut sidste, jeg har lyst til at tilbringe et døgn – eller sådan set bare to minutter – sammen med. Fortiden er fortid af en årsag, og når det gælder min fortid med ham, så er der en million årsager. Selv ikke hans skarpe humor, latterligt gode udseende eller hans irriterende charmerende smil kan ændre på det. Og det sidste, jeg har brug for, er alenetid med ham og et gensyn med de fælles minder, som vi nu er tvunget til at konfrontere ... Flirt med fortiden er den tredje, selvstændige bog i den sexede og underholdende Boyfriend Material-serie af bestsellerforfatteren Lauren Blakely. ”Dynamisk og sprængfyldt med action og spænding. Flirt med fortiden er sjov, underholdende og munter læsning.” – YVETTE, NOSE STUCK IN A BOOK “Sarkastisk, intelligent, original og fuld af hjertevarme.” – ELIZABETH, CAROLINA CHIC’S READ “Da Lola og Lucas møder hinanden igen, slår det gnister, og på ingen tid er kemien mellem dem rødglødende. Medrivende, sjov og tempofyldt læsning.” – BIBLIOPHILE CHLOE “En bog af Lauren Blakely skuffer aldrig, og jeg elskede at læse om genopblomstringen af Lola og Lucas’ forhold i denne romantiske komedie om at give kærligheden en chance til!” – KAY DANIELS ROMANCE

Promises I make to myself… 1. I won''t stare at my sister''s fiance''s super hot best friend, even when he takes his shirt off at a dinner party. 2. I won''t look him up online and check out photos from his professional soccer career. 3. And I definitely won''t fantasize about him late at night. Oops. Broke all three. But in my defense, his abs and that arrogant smile are my catnip. Plus it''s been a while. But no matter how sexy Asher St James is, I will never let on that he''s at the top of a long list of things I want to do. And I keep that last promise. Well, mostly…

When TJ ends up in a fake dating scheme with his secret movie star ex in order to save his job, he reluctantly starts to fall in love once again.

How to survive a break up -- swear off men for a year. How to celebrate a successful year long man cleanse -- treat myself to a solo tropical vacation. It''s me time on my single-versary, so you''ll find me snorkeling, sight-seeing, and zip lining by the sea. No man companions needed, thank you very much. Until the hot, hunky and charming adventure tour guide shows up at surfboard yoga. And Caleb''s got me thinking about new uses for downward facing dog. But indulging in an island fling that''ll surely put me on the path to heartbreak again is definitely not on the my single-versary agenda. At least, it shouldn''t be on the agenda.

Two great friends. One road trip. And eight inches... ...of snow that night at the cabin. If I''ve said it once, I''ve said it a thousand times. Friends don''t bang friends. I want my friends to stay in my life, especially that flirty, clever, outgoing best friend of mine. It''s a damn good thing Owen and I made a pact in college to never ever sleep together, or else I''d be tempted. Trouble is, eight years later I''ve been wondering what his kisses taste like. And I''ve been curious if our chemistry would extend into the bedroom. If he might feel the same risky pull. But I don''t want to lose Owen, and history says there''s no way a tryst between friends can end well. So as long as I avoid the bedroom with him, I won''t break that hard-as-steel rule. Except the snow has other plans... The Bromance Zone is a deliciously flirty, red-hot sexy, friends-to-lovers MM romance about the charming guy next door who''s sworn to never date a friend, the flirty hot nerd who''s been secretly crushing on that friend forever, and one night snowed in in a cabin. This book comes fully equipped for your reading pleasure with sexy banter, a super awkward dinner party, and a scene in front of a fireplace that proves just how dangerous the friend zone is.