Showing posts with label Sophia Karlson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sophia Karlson. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 5, 2020

The Shrink




Title: The Shrink
Series: Love Nests #2
Author: Sophia Karlson
Genre: Dark Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 30, 2020



Blurb

Apparently she’s a bit crazy.
Apparently he’s the shrink who will cure her.
Apparently they aren’t allowed to fall for each other at all…

Stacey Sinclair’s mother died in a gruesome car accident six years ago, and now everybody thinks she is finally losing it. Surely a few crazy actions on her part don’t justify her seeing a shrink for months on end?

For a psychologist, Dr Ivo Linder is too decent, too caring, and too handsome to get a glimpse of what really goes on in her head. Stacey’s unforeseen feelings towards him make her retaliate — she taunts him, never expecting to fall with him into forbidden lust.

As their attraction intensifies, the old adage stands: it doesn’t matter, as long as nobody finds out. But someone always finds out and when they do, will Stacey and Ivo risk everything to give their love a chance?

Author’s Note: This book contains graphic content and themes that might trigger some readers.







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Free in Kindle Unlimited





Excerpt

Once outside the bar, Ivo let go of her wrist. Stacey stepped away from him, eyes sparkling with wrath. She wrapped her arms around her body, closing up. The crowd on the inside had spilled out to the sidewalk, and if he didn't move quickly, she could disappear in the ill-lit surroundings. What a dump. The need to get her away from the seedy bar quadrupled.
He peeled his jacket off and held it out to her. “Come on, you're cold.” What the heck was she thinking, wearing a strapless top and a cock-tease mini-skirt in the heart of the Cape winter?
Stacey shrugged. “I'm good.”
In my opinion, you've never been worse. He stared at her, but she met his gaze head-on. “Where's your car?”
“Not here.” She looked as if she wouldn't answer him, but capitulated. “I took an Uber here.”
And was she going to take a taxi home? Or hitch a ride with her hook-up, spend the night with some dick, only to flounder home at some point tomorrow morning? Hung over, humped by some stranger, and then attempt her exam? No wonder she kept on flunking. He tried to keep a straight face, but in this environment, with her here, barely dressed, every control centre in his brain was having a breakdown. “I'll take you home.”
At this, she laughed. “Dr Linder, I don't think that's a good idea.”
“And why's that?”
She was spelling it out for him, all right. But he could be bloody stubborn and thick-headed too. “My type…you're so not ready for me.” She blinked at him, flirting with her eyelashes.
Every tendon in his body tightened, every muscle pulled towards his centre where his dick rose without invitation. Who mentioned ready?
He dropped his gaze, only to see chills sprouting on her arms and over her exposed chest; her fingers folded over her arms, turning white because of the cold.
He swallowed, unable to respond verbally without melting into her and holding her close, mouth against mouth, lips teasing. With one step, he closed the gap between them and dropped his jacket over her shoulders.
She shuddered at the gentle gesture. “I don't need you, Doctor. And you don't need me blazing your life into the ground.”
He was in her face now, their bodies sinfully close, his hands still on his jacket but resting on her shoulders. “I'm exactly what you need.”
She chuckled. “What about never having sex with me? Anywhere?”
“Stacey,” he sighed, resisting to urge to drop his forehead to hers. “I'm taking you home.”
“And then?”
His control slipped. The day was too long. The past three hours too intense. “Then, over the next few weeks, I'm going to take a bottle of paint stripper and brush you down. Layer by layer, until we find the real you and you stop pretending. So, cut it out.” The words came out in a way he should never talk to a patient. Being human sometimes interferes with the job.






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Author Bio


Sophia Karlson writes sensual, emotional, and evocative contemporary romance, often set in far-flung settings. She used to work in the travel industry before turning to full-time writing. Her first book, Perfect Mistake, was a finalist for the Daphne Award for Romantic Suspense and won the Kathryn Hayes award in 2019. All her novels can be read as standalone, although she tends to write about siblings because family dynamics are so intriguing. Taking readers on a journey of their own with her books is part of the plot. Bon voyage!


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Thursday, July 30, 2020

The Shrink




Title: The Shrink
Series: Love Nests #2
Author: Sophia Karlson
Genre: Dark Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 30, 2020



Blurb

Apparently she’s a bit crazy.
Apparently he’s the shrink who will cure her.
Apparently they aren’t allowed to fall for each other at all…

Stacey Sinclair’s mother died in a gruesome car accident six years ago, and now everybody thinks she is finally losing it. Surely a few crazy actions on her part don’t justify her seeing a shrink for months on end?

For a psychologist, Dr Ivo Linder is too decent, too caring, and too handsome to get a glimpse of what really goes on in her head. Stacey’s unforeseen feelings towards him make her retaliate — she taunts him, never expecting to fall with him into forbidden lust.

As their attraction intensifies, the old adage stands: it doesn’t matter, as long as nobody finds out. But someone always finds out and when they do, will Stacey and Ivo risk everything to give their love a chance?

Author’s Note: This book contains graphic content and themes that might trigger some readers.







Purchase Links

AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU

Free in Kindle Unlimited





Excerpt

Once outside the bar, Ivo let go of her wrist. Stacey stepped away from him, eyes sparkling with wrath. She wrapped her arms around her body, closing up. The crowd on the inside had spilled out to the sidewalk, and if he didn't move quickly, she could disappear in the ill-lit surroundings. What a dump. The need to get her away from the seedy bar quadrupled.
He peeled his jacket off and held it out to her. “Come on, you're cold.” What the heck was she thinking, wearing a strapless top and a cock-tease mini-skirt in the heart of the Cape winter?
Stacey shrugged. “I'm good.”
In my opinion, you've never been worse. He stared at her, but she met his gaze head-on. “Where's your car?”
“Not here.” She looked as if she wouldn't answer him, but capitulated. “I took an Uber here.”
And was she going to take a taxi home? Or hitch a ride with her hook-up, spend the night with some dick, only to flounder home at some point tomorrow morning? Hung over, humped by some stranger, and then attempt her exam? No wonder she kept on flunking. He tried to keep a straight face, but in this environment, with her here, barely dressed, every control centre in his brain was having a breakdown. “I'll take you home.”
At this, she laughed. “Dr Linder, I don't think that's a good idea.”
“And why's that?”
She was spelling it out for him, all right. But he could be bloody stubborn and thick-headed too. “My type…you're so not ready for me.” She blinked at him, flirting with her eyelashes.
Every tendon in his body tightened, every muscle pulled towards his centre where his dick rose without invitation. Who mentioned ready?
He dropped his gaze, only to see chills sprouting on her arms and over her exposed chest; her fingers folded over her arms, turning white because of the cold.
He swallowed, unable to respond verbally without melting into her and holding her close, mouth against mouth, lips teasing. With one step, he closed the gap between them and dropped his jacket over her shoulders.
She shuddered at the gentle gesture. “I don't need you, Doctor. And you don't need me blazing your life into the ground.”
He was in her face now, their bodies sinfully close, his hands still on his jacket but resting on her shoulders. “I'm exactly what you need.”
She chuckled. “What about never having sex with me? Anywhere?”
“Stacey,” he sighed, resisting to urge to drop his forehead to hers. “I'm taking you home.”
“And then?”
His control slipped. The day was too long. The past three hours too intense. “Then, over the next few weeks, I'm going to take a bottle of paint stripper and brush you down. Layer by layer, until we find the real you and you stop pretending. So, cut it out.” The words came out in a way he should never talk to a patient. Being human sometimes interferes with the job.






Also Available


AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU

Free in Kindle Unlimited






Author Bio


Sophia Karlson writes sensual, emotional, and evocative contemporary romance, often set in far-flung settings. She used to work in the travel industry before turning to full-time writing. Her first book, Perfect Mistake, was a finalist for the Daphne Award for Romantic Suspense and won the Kathryn Hayes award in 2019. All her novels can be read as standalone, although she tends to write about siblings because family dynamics are so intriguing. Taking readers on a journey of their own with her books is part of the plot. Bon voyage!


Author Links




Monday, July 6, 2020

The Shrink




Title: The Shrink
Series: Love Nests #2
Author: Sophia Karlson
Genre: Dark Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Najla Qamber Designs
Release Date: July 30, 2020



Blurb

Apparently she’s a bit crazy.
Apparently he’s the shrink who will cure her.
Apparently they aren’t allowed to fall for each other at all…

Stacey Sinclair’s mother died in a gruesome car accident six years ago, and now everybody thinks she is finally losing it. Surely a few crazy actions on her part don’t justify her seeing a shrink for months on end?

For a psychologist, Dr Ivo Linder is too decent, too caring, and too handsome to get a glimpse of what really goes on in her head. Stacey’s unforeseen feelings towards him make her retaliate — she taunts him, never expecting to fall with him into forbidden lust.

As their attraction intensifies, the old adage stands: it doesn’t matter, as long as nobody finds out. But someone always finds out and when they do, will Stacey and Ivo risk everything to give their love a chance?

Author’s Note: This book contains graphic content and themes that might trigger some readers.







Pre-order Links

AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU





Excerpt

“Thank you for Friday night. And for taking me away.” For a moment Stacey hovered, then she stepped up to him and pulled him close in a hug that shouted nothing but gratitude.
“You're welcome.” Ivo closed his arms around her, tightening her female frame to him, relishing the last moment of having her like this. She turned her face into his neck, her breathing softly caressing his skin, her nose leading a delicate trail on which a sigh followed. Right there where his pulse beat. Where her fingers had held him earlier. Held his heart.
The touch was so subtle, so gentle and pure, Ivo shut his eyes, feeling himself slip. His hands, which until that moment had rested on her back, inched lower, to the curve where back became butt. Stacey didn't stir but somehow came closer, her lips higher, her sweet scent more intense as he inhaled against her temple.
It only took a slight turn of his head, an easy slide down the most delicate of skin to capture her lips with his own. She didn't hesitate but kissed him back with equal unhurried intent, mooring against him, rising with slow breaths against his body in a mimic of water in a quiet harbour. He felt himself swell against her, his hands idling lower to where he could spread his fingers, kiss his palms over her softest curves and anchor her to him.
Her breathing hitched as her fingers wove into his hair, and he pressed her to him, knowing she'd feel him now, unable to stop himself. He should stop, but instead he kissed her deeper, with wonderment at how intimate the simple gesture seemed as she opened for him and their tongues slowly intertwined, raking together his deep sexual desire for her, making him moan into her mouth, which she echoed back.
Over the past few hours, their restraint had eroded bit by bit and made way for this moment of unavoidable collision. And he caved into it, into her warmth and heart. For deep down, he was starved.






Also Available


AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU

Free in Kindle Unlimited






Author Bio


Sophia Karlson writes sensual, emotional, and evocative contemporary romance, often set in far-flung settings. She used to work in the travel industry before turning to full-time writing. Her first book, Perfect Mistake, was a finalist for the Daphne Award for Romantic Suspense and won the Kathryn Hayes award in 2019. All her novels can be read as standalone, although she tends to write about siblings because family dynamics are so intriguing. Taking readers on a journey of their own with her books is part of the plot. Bon voyage!


Author Links

Sunday, December 15, 2019

Perfect Obsession

Title: Perfect Obsession
Author: Sophia Karlson
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Designer: Diana Carlile
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Editor: Ally Robertson
Publication Date: December 13th, 2019
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR
Blurb:
Chris Summers needs purpose to come to grips with his new disability and save his own sanity. A friend's offer to get involved in an architectural photobook as the professional photographer is the only solution. The project allows him to work with his friend's sister, Julia Carlevaro, a luxury hotel heiress, who has sworn off men, love, and some other things she prefers to keep to herself.
Once on location in East Africa, Chris and Julia work long hours together to meet their looming deadline. The attraction between them is palpable but Julia sticks to her no-men resolve and to her secrets.
After a shooting accident that leaves Chris unhinged, he is forced to reveal the true nature of the incident that led to his disability. His cards are on the table, and Julia will need to show hers, or let go of their one chance for love.
Sophia Karlson has lived in France, Germany, Tanzania, Madagascar (not the movie, the country) and now finds herself in Toronto, Canada. As a teenager, she devoured romances with far-flung settings, loving to travel through books. After school, her itchy feet took her around the world, but now she doesn't get much further than the school run and the daily walk with her two demanding beagles. She writes contemporary and erotic romance with the aim of taking readers on a journey of their own.
Author Links:
Perfect Mistake – https://books2read.com/u/bxvx7e

Wednesday, December 4, 2019

The Paris Apartment

Title: The Paris Apartment
Author: Sophia Karlson
Genre: Erotic Romance
Cover Designer: Regina Wamba
Editor: Leanne Rabesa, Isolde Dittrich
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR
Blurb:
James Sinclair, a successful trader, keeps his busy life uncomplicated. Work is about all he has time for. Imagine his surprise when he returns to his Paris apartment to find his little sister’s best friend, Mila Johnson, in his bed.
One night of fooling around opens a Pandora’s box which Mila just wants to pry open wider, whereas James just wants to keep the lid on tight. Mila is sweet and innocent and no way is he going to expose her to the real James Sinclair.
As his relationship status changes to complicated, James struggles to keep control over his past and his heart. Mila’s teenage fantasy is still larger than life, but James swings between hot and cold. Now that she has him between the sheets, Mila will do anything to keep him there.
Book Links:
Sophia Karlson has lived in France, Germany, Tanzania, Madagascar (not the movie, the country) and now finds herself in Toronto, Canada. As a teenager, she devoured romances with far-flung settings, loving to travel through books. After school, her itchy feet took her around the world, but now she doesn't get much further than the school run and the daily walk with her two demanding beagles. She writes contemporary and erotic romance with the aim of taking readers on a journey of their own.
 
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Unexpected roommate
James turned on the shower and paused. Little Mila Johnson. She was the last woman he’d expected to find in his bed.
She’d changed a lot. The last time he’d seen her she was a dangle of limbs, out of proportion with a body that had been so skinny nothing had predicted the curves she ruled now.
Now her firm breasts had jutted up to him, their rosy tips hardening with each second he’d stared at her. There was something irresistible in a rising blush on a woman’s cheeks when she was perused, openly and with sexual interest. It got him going every time.
And then there were those lips… he’d have to keep himself in check. That mouth was thoroughly fuckable. And thoroughly kissable.  
He pulled his shirt off and tossed it into the laundry basket, then tugged off his shoes and socks. His fingers quivered slightly as he reached for his belt, which he unbuckled slowly, drawing out the moment in which he could take himself in hand. His cock was straining against his jocks, harder than it had been in months.
That a pair of white cotton panties could pull him out of his slump was a wonder. Had he known he would have investigated the matter sooner… but surely it was more than that? Maybe it was the look in her eyes, the way she’d pulled her legs up when he’d scrutinized her, closing up, hugging her pillow so tightly, hiding her body from him. That was new. Women usually flaunted everything they had.
He didn’t know what it was.
His trousers and jocks dropped to the floor and he groaned in relief as he gathered his sack and stroked himself in long, languid pulls.
Fuck, she’d feel good right now. His fatigue from earlier was long gone. The notion of burrowing himself in Mila’s tight, moist velvet would be the perfect release of months of underlying tension, tension he’d consciously chosen to ignore.

Wednesday, November 27, 2019

Perfect Mistake

Title: Perfect Mistake
Author: Sophia Karlson
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Cover Designer: Debbie Taylor
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Editor: Ally Robertson
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR
Blurb:
Simone Levin had a dream job as a safari pilot until an unexpected pregnancy clipped her wings. Tired of juggling motherhood with her demanding flight schedule, Simone applies for an office job, unaware that her new boss is Carlo Carlevaro, the man who’d ditched her before finding out he’d knocked her up.
Carlo returns to East Africa only to kill another fire—Ivory trafficking from his lodges threatens to destroy his company. Finding Simone back on the payroll comes as a pleasant surprise. As his employee, Simone is off-limits, but she is the only one he trusts to help with his undercover investigation.
With time running out, Simone and Carlo strive to expose the trafficking ring, but working together rekindles their mutual desire. When Simone is implicated as a trafficker, revealing her daughter’s existence to Carlo seems inevitable. Acting on her instincts might come too late as the syndicate retaliate and hone in their threat. Will they survive to give their love a chance?
Book Links:
Perfect Mistake – https://books2read.com/u/bxvx7e
Perfect Obsession – https://books2read.com/u/bO6DMo
Sophia Karlson has lived in France, Germany, Tanzania, Madagascar (not the movie, the country) and now finds herself in Toronto, Canada. As a teenager, she devoured romances with far-flung settings, loving to travel through books. After school, her itchy feet took her around the world, but now she doesn't get much further than the school run and the daily walk with her two demanding beagles. She writes contemporary and erotic romance with the aim of taking readers on a journey of their own.
 
Author Links:
Book Links:
Perfect Mistake – https://books2read.com/u/bxvx7e
Perfect Obsession – https://books2read.com/u/bO6DMo
Meet Cute
Carlo pushed away from the doorframe, took a few steps toward them and stuck out his hand. A sharp pinch from Michael snapped her out of her flustered state, and she offered hers. Carlo’s hand was cool and dry, sending a tremor through her as he wrapped it around hers. “Simone.”
“Mr…Carlevaro.” She cleared her throat as he let go. She couldn’t help but rub her sweaty palm against her jeans. Touching his cool skin had felt like a disgrace.
“I’m glad you’ve finally arrived.” Carlo’s gaze traveled over her face. It rested on her lips for a moment before it shot back to her eyes. “I want to take off in the next thirty minutes.”
Simone’s heart, which had, for those treacherous few seconds, stood still, started to pound. “I just landed from a long-haul flight. I’d like to take a quick shower.”
Carlo raised an eyebrow. “A quick shower?” His gaze traveled over her body, mapping the route the water would take.
God, he remembered. Heat rushed to her cheeks at the potent memories that flooded in her mind. Years ago, they had shared many showers that were everything but quick.