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Second Chance is LIVE

Title: Second Chance
Series: Chances #2 (interconnected standalone)
Author: BJ Harvey
Genre: Angsty Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 28, 2018


In this hot new angsty romance from USA Today bestselling author BJ Harvey, the once-burned-forever-commitment-shy best friend from One Shot faces her own moral dilemma of the heart

When life gives me lemons, I always make lemonade.

Living every day like it could be my last, I’m content with the choices I’ve made and do so unapologetically. With a relationship that makes me happy, and a job that I love, life is good.

But when the man I’ve just agreed to marry, has his estranged wife and five-year-old daughter turn up on his doorstep, I’m not the only one reevaluating things. 

He didn’t plan for that—and I didn’t plan for my childhood sweetheart to return, wanting me back. 

Sometimes lemons can be sour, sometimes they can be sweet, and sometimes, all it takes is a second chance to make things right again. 

You just need to get that second chance in the first place.


Prologue
Grabbing life by the short and curlies is usually my deal. It’s not the deal of the man kneeling at my feet, a black velvet box in his hand with the platinum ring inside almost as bright as the diamond it holds. He’s the cool, calm, and collected one. The ‘take it easy so Gaby doesn’t freak out’ one. He’s not a man I thought would ever do this.

“What are you doing?” I whisper.

He looks up from where he kneels, his sly grin making my heart stop. “Living in the moment, Gabs.”

Bruno is a one-of-a-kind guy, a once-in-a-lifetime chance any woman shouldn’t—and wouldn’t—give up. But I’m not any woman and in this one move he’s taking the poker hand that is me, disregarding the odds, doubling down, and going all in.

Three hours ago, I was comfortable. I had nothing to worry about beyond the orgasm I was chasing.

Looking into his gorgeous eyes, the ones that are normally both soft and intense, they’re now fierce, tinged with a sliver of uncertainty. His jaw is tense; his body is wired.

How did I get to this point, and how did I not see it coming? Things have been good—fucking brilliant, actually—but this development was never on the cards. Why did he have to go and ruin a good thing?

“Bruno…” I say, my voice a hushed whisper. I don’t want to do this here. In fact, I don’t want do this at all. I got close once and vowed never to again. Not just with Bruno, but with anyone.

“Gaby, this is me telling you I wanna be the last man you’ll ever want and need. This is me telling the world that I love you and want my ring on your finger and yours on mine.”

I look up, scanning the room for Kenzie who’s standing off to the side. Her eyes are glued on me, her hand covering her mouth. I silently plead with her, hoping she’ll save me from making this into a scene no one wants to see—one where I break a man’s heart and cut him off at the knees with a rejection we can never come back from.

She shakes her head ever so slightly. I read it straight away. My heart pounds, my lungs seize, and my throat tightens until it’s damn near shut. I can’t do this here. I can’t do this anywhere, but definitely not in front of all of my family and friends.

My entire body is shaking and to anyone else, I’m sure it looks like I’m simply overcome with emotion. I am, just not the right one for this moment.

Reaching out, Bruno takes my right hand and laces his fingers with mine, his pleading eyes boring into me.

It must seem inevitable.

Surprise party? Check.

Family, friends—everyone close to us? Check.

The man I’m living with? Check.

The man I love pledging his life to me? Apparently so.

But despite the deafening silence in the room, every cell in my body is screaming at me to run and hide.

Then, as if in a moment of clarity, I hatch an escape plan, a way to save face and shield Bruno from the humiliation of a no when the only answer he wants to hear is a yes.

I’ll explain later, when we’re at home and alone and I can make him understand that everything is fine between us without that.

With one last glance at Kenz, I look down at Bruno.

I swallow hard, suffocating on the word threatening to catch in my throat. I hope he forgives me for this. He has to.

“Yes.” My voice is a rough whisper. His expression morphs into one of pure, unadulterated joy.

Amongst a roar of cheers and applause, he launches to his feet. He wraps his arms around me and lifts me up, swinging my body from side to side before crashing his lips to mine and kissing the living shit out of me. I kiss him back, holding on tight and pouring everything I have into it. It’s all I can do in the moment—give him whatever I can so that when all is said and done, after I’ve ripped his heart out and stomped all over it, there’ll be a slim chance he’ll still believe me when I say I love him.

When I tell him I can’t possibly marry him, but still want to be with him.

Stranger things have happened, right?

He lowers me down to my feet, grabbing hold of my hand and sliding the diamond ring onto my finger. It’s stunning, and despite resenting the institution of marriage, there’s no way I can deny the beauty of his gift.

It’s just not for me.

My eyes burn with unshed tears as he puts his thumb under my chin and gently tilts my gaze to meet his. I register an unrecognizable female voice behind me. “I’m looking for Bruno Duncan.”

Bruno goes impossibly still, his attention locked over my shoulder.

I try to turn around to see what’s going on but his arms shoot out, his hands framing my shoulders. “Gaby, whatever’s about to happen, promise me you’ll let me explain,” he says roughly, his voice laced with a desperation I’ve never heard from him—or anyone—before.

“What’s going—”

“No! I’m not going until I speak to him,” the woman shouts.

I step out of Bruno’s reach and spin around just as the man himself moves past me and walks over to the front door and a stunning blonde woman. She’s not anyone I’ve seen before. She’s dressed nicely, her gold hair tied up in a high ponytail, her face perfectly made up. But she’s definitely not someone invited to the party. Not going by the way she’s dressed anyway. One hand is on her hip, and the other is gesticulating in the air to Millen, whose lips are moving but his words are not registering with me.

Bruno stops in front of them, his shoulders pulled back, and even from twenty feet away I can see he’s on alert. The blonde waves her arm toward me, and as much as I’d love to walk towards them, my lead feet would make that impossible right now.

Kenzie moves to my side and wraps an arm around my waist, having my back, side, and front, as always. “Who’s that?”

“You tell me and we’ll both know,” I mutter.

“You have to leave, Tate. This is a private event,” Bruno says, his voice of the ‘don’t fuck with me’ variety.

I still when I realize he called her by her name. He knows her.

“We need to talk, Bruno.”

“Not. Fucking. Here. And not tonight. Actually, not. fucking. ever, Tate.”

She looks over his shoulder to me, narrowing her eyes as they drop from my face to my ring finger. With a pale face she looks back at Bruno. The room goes deathly quiet, and I stand there, waiting with bated breath for whatever is about to happen next. “Well, isn’t that a nice way to speak to your wife and the mother of your child?”

And for the second time in my entire thirty-two years of life, my world stops spinning.

BJ Harvey is the USA Today Bestselling Author of the Bliss Series. She regards herself as a smut peddler, suspense conjurer, and a funny romance thinker upper. An avid music fan, you will always find her singing some hit song badly and loving every minute of it. She’s a wife, a mom to two beautiful girls, and hails from what she considers as the best country in the world—New Zealand—although she currently lives in Perth, Australia.

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Cover Reveal – One Shot (Chances #1) Releasing November 16th, 2017

Title: One Shot
Series: Chances #1
Author: BJ Harvey
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: November 16, 2017
Boy meets girl, boy wins girl, boy nails girl—boy’s gone by morning.

I think for sure it must’ve been a dream because there’s no way a guy could look like that, touch me like that and be so in tune with me on every known level, and disappear, leaving me with nothing but a good story to tell my friends.
When he walks into my bar three months later, everything I thought I knew and what we’d had disappears in the blink of an eye and the blinding light of the three-carat diamond on his fiancée’s hand.
It seems what I thought was a dream is now my most complicated reality, and I’ve got absolutely no idea how to fix it – or if I even want to.

I rush out from behind the bar and through the swinging door. I’m almost at the end of the corridor when the door opens behind me and I freeze. My chest tightens, because if it’s either of the two men I think it could be, there’s no way this will end well.
He comes closer, each step like an echo matching the impending doom I feel in my gut.
“I got your message.”
“Good,” I reply, fighting every urge I have to turn toward him.
“And you were right. You do deserve better.”
“I do.”
“I hate the thought of him touching you.”
I gasp, my mouth dropping open at his admission.
“I’ve known him for thirteen years. He’s supposed to be my best man. I love him like a brother but I hate him touching you.”
Oh no he didn’t. I spin around and come face to face with Millen, his face tight, his arms crossed over his chest. “What?” I spit out.
“It’s not right. I love him like a brother and I want him happy. Just not happy with you. Especially not happy touching you.”
“How dare you?” I grind out, my jaw so rigid my face hurts.
“I hate seeing you with anyone that’s not me.”
My eyes bug out, completely dumbfounded. He’s crazy if he thinks he has any say in who I see.
“You’re a joke,” I spit out, the blood simmering in my veins now boiling over. Lifting my hand up, I poke my finger hard into his chest. “You’re the one with the problem. It’s was you who came up to me. You that lied and said you were single.” My voice threatens to break but I power through it. “You made me become the one thing I never wanted to be—the other woman. And to her. You’re such a fucking ass—”
The rest of the word gets stuck in my throat when he wraps his hand around my neck and crashes his mouth into mine. His body crushes me into the wall as he kisses the shit out of me. And—dammit—it’s a good kiss—a scorching-hot, never-to-be-the-same-again kiss.
I tear my lips free and shove him back. I step forward, and my hand darts up. With a resounding crack, I slap him across the face. I try again but before I can make contact he catches me, swings my arm behind my back, pins me in place and kisses me again. I fight him off for a second before giving in. My anger melts away as he tastes me, his tongue plundering my mouth. I grip his hair with my free hand, pulling the strands tight, his guttural groan vibrating through me, setting my entire body on fire.
His hips grind against mine and all of the memories from three months ago come flooding back. The way he took control, the way he played my body as if he’d known me years not hours, and how I thought that night might have been the start of something different, something life-changing.
I match his kiss stroke for stroke, the air sparking with the sheer heat between us. I know in the back of my mind that this will be the last time I kiss him, and I want to take my fill.
A throat clearing breaks our lust-fueled haze, snapping us back into reality.
Millen steps back like a caught schoolboy, both of us turning to find Drew at the entry to the hall, his eyes blazing. We stand there in silence, our labored breathing audible over the quiet hum of the music in the bar.
“Drew,” I whisper.
He cuts his narrowed glare from his best friend to me. “Dinah asked me to come get you.” His voice cuts through me, his tone cold as ice.
“Drew, I—”
“A big group just came in and the girls are getting slammed,” he says, his jaw set tight.
I move toward him. “It’s not
He shakes his head, opening his mouth to say something, but he slices his gaze through Millen and stops on me. “I’m going, but you,” he says, pinning Millen with a cold stare, “you should get back to your fiancée. You know, the woman you should be kissing.” With that, he turns and slaps his palm against the door, swinging it open and stalking out without another word.
BJ Harvey is the USA Today Bestselling Author of the Bliss Series. She regards herself as a smut peddler, suspense conjurer, and a funny romance thinker upper. An avid music fan, you will always find her singing some hit song badly and loving every minute of it. She’s a wife, a mom to two beautiful girls, and hails from what she considers as the best country in the world—New Zealand.
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2018 Wild & Windy In The City Signing – Chicago, IL – Tickets On-Sale 2nd September 2017

WHAT: Wild and Windy in the City Event
WHEN: September 8th, 2018
WHERE: Westin O’Hare Rosemont

**EVENT IS 18+ NO EXCEPTIONS

TICKETS:
Tickets go on sale 09/02/17 at 7pm CST

TICKET LINK: http://bit.ly/2raMZcz

VIP (10-4): $30 Early Entry and Tote with Swag
(You can only buy 2 VIP tickets at a time)

GA (11-4): $20 Includes Tote

Friday Night: $10 Includes Q/A Panels-M&Gs-DJ-PhotoBooth-Cash Bar-Vendors (Schedule and Exact Times TBA)

EVENT PAGE: https://www.facebook.com/AuthorGroupies/

EVENT GROUP: https://www.facebook.com/groups/1575535185994370/

Warning VIP Tickets sold out in 10 minutes last year.
NOTE: Even if you arent sure you can attend we recommend grabbing tickets, as they may sell out quickly. You can always sell them if you no longer need then.

ROOM BLOCK:
Room Code will be available at a later date. Rooms are $129/night

EVENT SPONSORSHIP: http://bit.ly/2raMZcz
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Game Series News and What’s Coming Up From Me

You may not know that I had every intention of Game Ender being the last book in the series…. but then my head-which is a scary place at the best of times-came up with the story idea for Cameron and Sarah (their story The Loop: Game Breaker is in the Love in Transit anthology which you can purchase HERE. It’s also in KU.)

So Game Breaker (Cam’s story) is officially Game #5 so that should be enough right?……………..

I did say my head was a scary place right…………….

I gave in to demands and Natalie and Jason (Matt and Mia’s best friends from Game Player) are getting their story told. It’s going to be a little different in that we already know how they got together but we don’t know what happened in between times and most importantly, after. So Game Planner is Nat and Jase’s story and I’m aiming for a November release for that one (life, creativity and work load dependent as always).

See the Game Series on Goodreads

THEN 2018 is shaping up to be the year of the Cook… as in Abi’s brothers Jamie, Jaxon, Bryant and Cohen. Four single alphas let loose in Chicago. Can you imagine it? More info coming soon 😉

In between times, I’m currently writing a brand new book called One Shot which is set in a new city with new characters. There’s no connection whatsoever to Bliss, Game, Lost, Crave, or Touch (phew! that’s a mouthful) The story is also turning out to be a little most angsty than my norm but as always I’m always aiming for funny, sexy, cool… I’m just adding a bit of grrrrrrr in there this time. Look out for an August release 😉

One Shot Blurb
Boy meets girl, boy wins girl, boy nails girl — boy’s gone by morning.
I think for sure it must’ve been a dream because there’s no way a guy could look like that, sex like that, be so in tune with me, and then just disappear leaving me with nothing but a good story to tell my friends.
When he walks into my bar three months later, everything I thought I knew and what we’d had disappears in the blink of an eye and the blinding light of the three-carat diamond on his fiancée’s hand.
What’s worse, his fiancée is my high school nemesis, her father is my new boss, and his best friend now spends most nights in my bed.
It seems what I thought was a dream is now my most complicated reality, and I’ve got absolutely no idea how to fix it

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Comment below  with your Game series cover color ideas, I need all the help I can get because I’m running out of colors!!!

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Love in Transit Releases June 1st – One Blurb. Six Different Stories.

 

Love in Transit is a unique anthology releasing on June 1st featuring six bestselling authors writing their own story, all from the same blurb.
One blurb. Six Different Stories.

Pre-Order Here:
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The Concept:
What if you gave six authors the same blurb? Would the stories look anything the same? Or would they be as different as the authors writing them?

The Blurb:
You know those people that have a house full of motivational slogans? Embrace Every Moment, stamped on their coffee mugs. Always Kiss Me Goodnight painted above their perfectly made beds.
I’m not one of those people.
This morning I overslept, then slipped on a stray sock and banged my toe into the nightstand. The elevator in my building broke and I had to run down six flights of stairs. And then my local coffee shop was closed. For health code violations.
What’s that? Not the end of the world? You want me to suck it up?
Did I mention I’m wearing a wedding dress… on the subway?
It’s a Good Day for a Hot Mess. Someone embroider that on a pillow.

The Stories:
Times Square by Jana Aston
St. George Station by Ainsley Booth
The Hammersmith & City Line by Kitty French
The Loop by BJ Harvey
Capital South by Raine Miller
Wall Street Station by Liv Morris

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