An emotional and unforgettable new romance from New York Times bestselling author Kim Karr. The Thing About Love releases JANUARY 3rd!

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The whole stethoscope-and-white coat thing isn’t my cup of tea.

I prefer a man with an artistic vein in his body. 9 – 5 hours. And I can definitely do without the half-lidded, sleepy bedroom eyes. (Okay, so those are kind of sexy.)

Tall, dark, and handsome doesn’t change the fact that he’s arrogant, cocky, and rude.

Not that I care, but he’s made it clear he wants nothing to do with a quirky girl like me, which is why he said no.

Turns out no isn’t an option.

I have a quickie wedding to plan, and Dr. Jake Kissinger doesn’t have a choice. He looks at our situation like he’s stuck with me, but in reality I’m stuck with him. Stuck with his pouty mouth. His long, lean body. And stuck with those loose, low riding scrub pants. (Okay, so the doctor thing is growing on me.)

When spending time together turns into more than it should, I know I’m in trouble.

He isn’t supposed to make my heart pound.

I’m not supposed to make him look twice.

And we aren’t supposed to spend the night together. (Okay, so he has more than one artistic vein in his body, and other places.)

Falling for him is definitely a mistake.

Here’s the thing…

Jake is unavailable, and I know it.
Just not in the way you might think.

I guess you can’t have your cake and eat it too.


By Kim Karr
Copyright 2017

If a barn could be magical, this one was definitely enchanting.

I was in a daze as I looked around. The rafters. The tables. The river. They all seemed to sparkle with a light I wanted to capture.

“Isn’t that right, sweetie?” The voice was deep and husky, but I was in my own world imaging what I could do with a place like this and not paying any attention.

An elbow nudged me, and it wasn’t until then that I realized I was sweetie.


Seriously, the man with the DR before his name couldn’t find something a little sexier in his vocabulary to call me? Sugarcakes. Honeypie. Cookie, even.

“What’s that Chocolate Cake?” I smiled big and wide when I said it. Obviously, he was giving this little show all he had, so I figured I might as well, too.

Ignoring my taunt, Jake draped an arm around my chair just as Shania Twain’s “Any Man of Mine” came bellowing through the speakers.

When his fingertips brushed my shoulder, I wasn’t listening to the beat of the music though because butterflies took flight in my belly, and lower. I had to remind myself that this was part of the show, but still, I found myself having to squeeze my thighs together to sooth the ache his touch had ignited.

“I was just telling George how much you love to dance. Especially square dance,” he said.

I had been reaching for my water, and I practically spilled it when he said that. Was he out of his ever-loving mind? I didn’t know a thing about country dancing other than the fact that the word do-si-do had something to do with it.

I tucked a piece of hair behind my ear. “Yes, big boy, I do like to dance, but you know I prefer to watch you line dance because you’re so great at it. Besides, don’t forget, I did hurt my ankle not that long ago.”

His grin was beyond wicked. “You can be a klutz sometimes, but I seem to recall you assuring me your ankle was absolutely fine, and after I checked it out, I did concur with your self-diagnosis.”

Ethel tapped George on the shoulder, and when he looked at her, she whispered something in his ear.

“Did you say you wanted to dance, Jules?” George asked me over the music.

Before I could say no, George was on his feet and standing beside me with his hand extended. “Would you do me the honor of having this dance with me?”

Like I could say no now.

He really was so sweet. Dr. Kiss, on the other hand, well he was the devil reincarnated. “I’d be delighted,” I said and glared at Jake as I stood.

“Have fun, Sweetie,” Jake grinned.

I bent to whisper in his ear. “While I’m gone, do you think you could come up with something to call me that doesn’t make you sound like you might be George’s age.”

He narrowed that blue-eyed stare at me.

Satisfied with that, I pivoted around and didn’t look back.

The bridesmaids, in their short, peach dresses and cowboy boots, were having a blast stomping their feet and clapping their hands all while shaking their behinds and pressing their thumbs into their sides.

How on earth were George and I going to dance to this?

Thank God just when we reached the center of the dance floor, the music changed, and Tim McGraw’s voice came overhead. As Tim sang about how no one ever made him feel the way she did, George and I stepped into position.

He took my hands and started to move, ballroom style. This type of dancing I knew how to do. “So,” he said, “When are you and Jake planning on getting hitched?”

Up until now, I had been able to twist what I said so it didn’t sound like a blatant lie, but this question was pretty straightforward. “We haven’t decided yet.”

Which was true. In fact, we hadn’t decided a lot. Like as a starting point, if we were friends or enemies.

“I noticed you ain’t wearing a ring. He not gotten you one yet?”

“That’s complicated,” I answered.

And it was. He hadn’t gotten me one and he never would because he didn’t even like me, and after tonight, I was fairly certain he wouldn’t be able to stand me.

“Well, he’s a good man. Give him some time. He’ll come around.”

Yes, he’d come around all right. Come around to telling me I was fired, which reminded me of Finn.

Where had he gotten his information?

I leaned back. “Is Labor Day weekend available for a wedding?”

George started to laugh. “You’ll give the man a heart attack if you make him move that fast.”

“Oh, I know, but just in case, is it?”

“As a matter of fact, it might be. A lad called here today inquiring about it though, and I told him to come up and see the place before I reserved it for him. Since he ain’t shown, I reckon it could be yours.”

“Good to know.” I winked.

He raised a curious brow.

I shrugged. “Just in case.”

Yes, just in case I decided to come clean. And just in case I could figure out how this place was suitable for Rory. But even as I thought it, I knew it wasn’t.

I nearly missed a step when I caught a glimpse of Jake leaning against the wall, watching us.

He threw me off, and I had to order myself to tune back into George for the remainder of the dance. My lack of focus had to cease right now because the bottom line was that at the moment I couldn’t allow myself to be thrown off course.

When the music ended, I stepped back and curtsied.

“Thanks for indulging me.” George gave my hand a squeeze. “You and the Doc are really quite a couple.”

“Thank you,” I told him, but I knew I should have been correcting him instead. I hated the lie, but I couldn’t undo it now, nor could I stop what he was doing. George had signaled Jake over, and he had started to move.

All tall, dark, and handsome, he strutted my way with a cat that ate the canary grin on his face. I wanted to wipe it away—with my lips.

No, I didn’t mean that.

“It’s your turn,” George told him.

“Oh, but he only likes to line dance,” I said.

George laughed like it was a joke and strode toward his Ethel, who had started clearing the buffet table.

“May I?” Jake asked, all debonair-like.

“I don’t know, may you?”

He shook his head. “Just give me your hands, will you? I’d hate to ruin George and Ethel’s night by admitting this was all a ruse.”

“Grrr…You are so frustrating,” I said offering my hands.

He laced his fingers in mine and drew me close. “Did you just growl?”

With a frown, I placed my hands on his shoulders. “I did no such thing.”

His hands fit my waist like they were made for me. “Yes, you did. And smile, they’re looking at us.”

Forcing myself to keep the corners of my mouth tilted upwards was very difficult because I could barely breathe when he slid his thigh between mine.

The crowd surged around us, and just like that, I forgot this wasn’t real. We were aligned thigh-to-thigh, belly-to-belly. If I turned my head, our mouths would be close enough to kiss.

Silly thought.

We moved together, and when my hands slid from his shoulder to cup the back of his neck, the edges of his soft brown hair tickled my knuckles. The heat of his skin was almost too much, as was the feel of his body so close to mine.

When his fingers splayed against my back and lingered there, I could have sworn the music thumped in the pit of my stomach, my wrists, and especially between my thighs

“What are you doing?” I asked.

He moved closer to me. “I believe it’s called dancing.”

“Are you still acting? Because if you are, George and Ethel are no longer watching us.” I whispered this in his ear.

“Does it matter?” he answered back, and when he did his breath caressed my ear.

“Do you want it to?”

He pulled back to look into my eyes, his smile less bemused and his gaze bright. “Do you always answer a question with a question?”

“Only when…I’m talking to you.” My hesitation sounded coy, but I hadn’t meant it to. Scared of something, but no idea what of, I said, “This place isn’t that bad. It just needs some more sparkle.”


“Yes, like crystal chandeliers hanging from the beams.”

He chuckled. “I don’t think crystal chandeliers are George and Ethel’s style.”

“No,” I said. “We should probably go. You were right to begin with, this place isn’t appropriate for your sister’s wedding.”

All of a sudden, the music ended, and before I could say another word, I was being pushed into a very grabby crowd of women.

Oh, no! The bouquet toss.

I had to get out of here. I bent down and crawled around, through, and practically under, a number of jumping cowboy boots.




Rushing out of the side of the crowd, I stood up, and I could hardly believe it when the bouquet landed at my feet.

Without thinking, I picked it up to throw it back into the crowd, but it was too late.

“Oh Jules, you caught it.” It was Ethel, and she was escorting me to the front of the room. When I saw George leading Jake there as well, I wanted to end this charade.

It was too much to handle.

Having him so close was too much to handle.

He was too much to handle.

George and Ethel pushed us both together, and all of the girls started chanting, “Seal the deal. Seal the deal.”

“What are they talking about?” Jake muttered.

“Kiss her, Doc,” George clarified for me, and before either of us could step away from each other, George and Ethel were once again pushing us together.

I landed against Jake’s hard chest. My mouth flew open in surprise, and a small sigh escaped. My lips were so close to his. Tantalizingly close. I wanted to close the distance so very much.

He was breathing heavy, and I could see the muscle twitch at his temple, witness how tight his jaw was. Everything about him screamed he was holding himself back.

We were both losing that battle though.

Whether out of obligation, pressure, or need, his mouth came crashing down over mine, in the hardest, heated, and most demanding way.

Oh, God, I wanted this.

Wanted him.

Especially when his tongue pushed inward, hot and sensual. It glided over mine as he licked at the roof of my mouth and swirled around my tongue in the most erotic dance.

His lips were so soft.

His mouth so hot.

His possession unlike any I’d ever experienced.

I could hear the catcalls, but ignored them all because he wasn’t simply kissing me, he wasn’t just sealing the deal, he was devouring me.

In that moment, any other man I’d ever kissed faded away.

No one had ever kissed me this way.


Meet Kim:

Kim Karr is a New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal Bestselling author.

She grew up in Rochester, NY and now lives in Florida with her husband and four kids. She’s always had a love for reading books and writing. Being an English major in college, she wanted to teach at the college level but that was not to be. She went on to receive an MBA and became a project manager until quitting to raise her family. Kim currently works part-time with her husband and recently decided to embrace one of her biggest passions–writing.

Kim wears a lot of hats! Writer, book-lover, wife, soccer-mom, taxi driver, and the all around go-to person of her family. However, she always finds time to read. One of her favorite family outings was taking her kids when they were little to the bookstore or the library. Today, Kim’s oldest child is seventeen and no longer goes with her on these, now rare and infrequent, outings. She finds that she doesn’t need to go on them anymore because she has the greatest device ever invented–a Kindle.

Kim likes to believe in soul mates, kindred spirits, true friends, and Happily-Ever-Afters. She loves to drink champagne, listen to music, and hopes to always stay young at heart.

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Title: Spiral of Bliss

Series: The Complete Boxed Set

Author: Nina Lane

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: 26th December, 2017

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The professor and his beauty…

From an exhilarating crush to the intensities of marriage, Liv and Dean West embark on a passionate lifelong journey together. As the medieval history professor and his beloved wife face both personal challenges and painful battles, they never lose sight of the hope, humor, and devotion that belong only to them.

Liv and Dean’s everlasting romance will melt your heart, turn you on, and enchant you with the power of a love to end all loves.

This set includes all seven Spiral of Bliss books and a bonus short story:

ADVENT (short story)


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★ ★ ★ ★ ★

Reviewed by Sharon Thérèse

Having previously read most of the full-length novels in this series, I didn’t have to think twice about one-clicking the complete boxed set. And ooh boy, am I pleased I did! Nina Lane has developed two unforgettable characters whose passion for each other turned my world upside down and inside out. Their sensitivity and sensuality leaps off the pages, their highs and lows so realistic, knocked the socks off me.


I first read this book four years ago and I can’t tell you how impressed I was with the original storyline. This time around, it was like watching a movie for the second time. You know…all those little details you think you might have missed but come flowing back. Dean and Liv have been married for three years and are deliriously happy together; however, when a delicate subject is discussed, it puts their marital status quo in jeopardy. Also, Liv feels that Dean hasn’t been totally honest with her. I thought many of her doubts were because of her insecurities which I couldn’t possibly criticize considering what she’d been through. So whether Dean intentionally misled her or not is for your to discover; however, it was made clear to me that all he wants is to protect the woman he adores, the woman who’s his raison d’être. How they deal with this issue and more is exactly what Arouse is about.


I learnt a lot about this perfectly flawed couple in Arouse. Yet, having picked up on subtle hints in Arouse, I wasn’t in the least surprised when a problem of a different sort reared its ugly head, causing much unrest. Family conflicts are also the source of misunderstandings that need dealing with, but Dean’s wife is his beauty and although he’s still overly protective of her, Liv wants him to share his fears, bare his soul and trust her judgement. How could he not seeing as hers is a generous heart! I can’t say how much I loved their humour, their little-huge tokens of love and their reminiscences. The banter combined with backstory told from dual points of view is quite mind-blowing and I couldn’t wait for more!          

ADVENT: #2.5 (Bonus short story)

Goodness me, the title for this short but very titillating read couldn’t have been more apt! If I loved this couple in Arouse and Allure, their gorgeousness made me fall even harder for them whilst they shared their first Xmas together. Floved Liv’s pressie to her hubby, the professor, and wish I could say more but I’d spoil it for you.


Theirs isn’t just any kind relationship. They yearn for each other’s company, the chemistry between them is a palpable magnetism and written in such a way, it’s not only believable, but also highly emotional. Life’s learning curve makes them stronger and even more responsive if that were ever possible. That being said and I’m certainly not complaining, they do have a habit of solving their differences in the bedroom. Ooh my word, the scenes are nothing less than erotically explosive, breathtaking and beautifully narrated! The professor…Liv’s soulmate, her yin to his yang, has the challenge of a lifetime which of course, I can’t possibly mention. Despite his ‘beauty’ being there for him through thick and thin, she needs alone time to confront her past which showed me how self-assured she’d become. Dean is as always, chivalrous and learning to share his innermost feelings with her. Wow, wait for the ending folks. I sobbed my heart out!         


Arrive is a little gem of a novella, its seven chapters complimenting Awaken to a tee. If you like the element of surprise, I’d suggest not reading the blurb…mind you, the title and collage book cover does give it away a tad!  The author takes the reader on an emotionally touching journey that comes alive, that you’ll never forget. I’ve tried my hardest throughout this series’ review not to let on certain happenings since I really want you to enjoy it to the full. What I will say is Lane’s gone above and beyond in Arrive and left me in awe of her descriptive writing.    

BREAK THE SKY: #5 (Spinoff)

This was the first book I’d read by Lane and not only was it a joy rereading, but I’d also found out that Break the Sky was a continuation of the Spiral of Bliss series. I can assure you my reading enjoyment was hindered in the slightest. Manwhore extraordinaire, Archer West, steps into the scenario and tries to make amends with his estranged brother, Dean. We meet up with Kelsey once again who’s going to kick ass, hidden secrets are revealed and did she drive me round the bend or what! But I couldn’t help connecting to her. She’s irresistibly irritable, made me laugh out loud with her lightening-speed responses and I completely understood that past events which will haunt her right up until the present, would mould her character. 


I can’t reiterate how much I adore all the books in the Spiral of Bliss series. Dean is just as gorgeous and as always, puts his family before his career. But in Adore, Lane has changed the tone to fit this couple’s everyday trials and tribulations. New opportunities are on the horizon for Dean. Highly respected by colleagues in his field, it was a matter of time before he’d receive the recognition deserved. However, things aren’t how they used to be at home. It seemed to me Liv was having trouble achieving a work-life balance with other personal obligations, consequently putting stress on their married life. Observing how Dean and Liv look for solutions and find more time for each other was a joy in itself, but when my interest was aroused in the epilogue, I couldn’t help but dive straight into Always.


Now then, this book and the short story had escaped me and one of the reasons I one-clicked the whole series. I was convinced their journey had come to end, so you can imagine how gutted I felt when Dean whose lion-heart has never wavered, shatters into a million pieces. Faced with the biggest challenge of his life, I thanked all the deities he’d made peace with Archer who would play a crucial part in a story so heartbreaking, a man-sized hankie handy won’t be enough!  All I can say is there is light at the end of the tunnel for the professor and his beauty.

Lane is an exceptionally good writer. She gives you all the feels; makes her unique characters come vividly to life, gives you the rough with the smooth and constantly holds the reader’s attention by adding banter in just the right scenarios in a plot easy to relate to. I plot which I have said before, original. Despite the perfect timing, it is with a heavy heart I say goodbye to the professor, his beauty, Archer, Kelsey, family and friends. Bravo Ms Lane!


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Meet Nina 

AuthorPictureNew York Times & USA Today bestselling author Nina Lane writes hot, sexy romances and spicy erotica. Originally from California, she holds a PhD in Art History and an MA in Library and Information Studies, which means she loves both research and organization. She also enjoys traveling and thinks St. Petersburg, Russia is a city everyone should visit at least once. Although Nina would go back to college for another degree because she’s that much of a bookworm and a perpetual student, she now lives the happy life of a full-time writer.

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