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HUMBLED - Trophy Doms Social Club #1

COVER REVEAL

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By Kate Hawthorne

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I know my way around the bedroom and the playroom, so I should have known that flirting with my older--and dominant--boss was a recipe for disaster. But by the time I realize I'm in over my head with the disgustingly rich and perfectly commanding Robert McAvoy, it's too late to turn back. I want him and I crave the way he makes me feel, even if it's confusing and threatens everything about the life I've built for myself.

I'm not a submissive. I'm not meek and I'm not mild, but when Rob is around it's easy to see the appeal in all of those things.

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He's frustrating, but he's brilliant. He's defensive and dominant, but he's desperate to be taken care of. He's perfect for me, and it doesn't matter how long I have to wait for him to see it because he's worth all of my time and more. A back and forth game leads to something far more real than either of us bargained for, and before long Grayson is in my bed and my heart.

I want Grayson on his knees for me, and I'm willing to do whatever it takes to get him there, even if that means I have to humble myself before the man who’s too scared to trust me with his heart.

Whatever it takes.

is a spicy, age gap, boss/employee, millionaire romance between two dominant men. It promises spankings, shibari, and a very happy ending (or five).

Like Salacious Players Club, but gay af, is a brand new, interconnected series of five standalone books coming later this year that take place in Los Angeles and bring us back to the BDSM club that started it all, Rapture. will be out August 3.

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Surprise! The Motel Brothers are BACK!

Relentless - The Motel Brothers: Room for Love #6

Read now: http://mybook.to/rfl6 ---

Years into their relationship, there’s still no one Levi Kadish hates more than James Motel.

There’s also no one he loves more.

Stubborn as they’ve ever been, the tension that’s developed in their relationship is becoming a quiet threat to everything they know. Coupled with the pressure of living in a small town that’s dying a long and slow death, familial infighting because of Cameron’s lack of interest in ever being told no, and the struggles of working with five brothers who don’t always get along, things are careening toward the point of no return.

If all that isn’t enough to navigate, Levi’s keeping a secret from James that could change everything—for better or for worse.

Forced to decide what to put first, his own wants or the well-being of the town he calls home, Levi realizes time—and friendships—have changed him. He’s not the selfish and arrogant man he used to be. Once relentless with his confidence, his pride, his desire, now Levi must find out if he has the same kind of fight in him when it comes to his boyfriend, his family, and everything they’ve built in Cherry Creek.

Wesley is coming...Necessary Time is out now!

⭐⭐ SURPRISE-ish NEW RELEASE ⭐⭐

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by Kate Hawthorne

cover by Samantha Santana

BUY TODAY - http://mybook.to/aigttime

☀️ older brother's friend

☀️ one big sexual awakening

☀️ double the virgins, double the fun

☀️ so much verbal consent

☀️ secret relationship!

☀️ creative internet searches...

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After a night of drinking with my lifelong best friend ended with an unexpected kiss, my entire life flipped upside down. I ran away from home—and him—without so much as a goodbye. Moving to California was a rash decision, sure, but not even the palm trees and the ocean are enough to make the pain of losing my best friend manageable. It wasn’t his fault the kiss brought up all kinds of feelings I wasn’t ready for, just like it’s not my brother’s fault when he introduces me to his stupid hot co-worker, Colin. Bringing up more feelings…that I'm still not ready for.

It’s been eight years since I first kissed a man. Eight years and more that I’ve been living in the closet, too scared of coming out and dashing my mom’s hopes for a daughter-in-law and grandkids of her own. I know it’s dangerous to indulge, but Hendrix’s younger brother, Wesley, and the feelings he stirs up inside of me, remind me of my past. Worse than that, they promise me a future that’s always felt out of reach.

There’s too much at stake between us. Neither of us have really been with another man before, Hendrix would kill me if he discovered I was making out with his barely legal brother, and my parents would be crushed by the news. But if being with Wesley has taught me anything, it’s that all things will come together in good time.

NECESSARY SPACE - available now!

by Kate HawthorneBorrow or buy: https://amzn.to/3ScSkKs annoyances next door to lovers age gap coffee as a love language so much (sexy af) consent

Hendrix

What’s the only thing more annoying than my years-too-young neighbor?

The way I want him more than air.

There are plenty of things I don’t like about my new home in California, and my neighbor, Miles, is at the top of the list. He’s smug and arrogant, he speaks out of turn. And even though I should have learned my lesson about fast-talking, younger, dominant men when I broke up with my ex, I want him. For better or worse, Miles and I are on the same page and that’s why we decide there’s no harm in taking things between us someplace a little more private.

Good thing it’s only a physical connection between us because I could never be with a man like him for the long term…

Miles

Can I tease my well-dressed and thick-thighed older neighbor into bed?

I’m not sure, but there’s no harm in trying.

There’s never been a man who twists me up inside the way Hendrix does, and from the very first time he tells me yes, I know I’m going to demand a thousand more agreements out of his gorgeous mouth before I’m anywhere close to being done with him. He says he only wants me for my body, but it’s not long before things between us feel anything but casual. Hendrix thinks I can’t tell he’s being cautious with me, that I don’t know his worries about the past repeating itself are a constant threat in his head.

Joke’s on him, though. Hendrix makes me want to be a better man and I’m not going to stop until I prove that I’m worthy of a partner like him, even if I stumble more than once along the way.

What’s the only thing scarier than falling in love with the older man who’s determined not to trust me?

Giving him the space to discover he can.

Necessary Space - March 8

I cannot believe we're only a week away from getting the FIRST LOOK at the cover for my next release, . If you're looking for a book that promises:

* age gap* annoyances to lovers* older submissive x arrogant young dominant* coffee as a love language* and a really sexy scene in the kitchen with some wine

make sure you add to your TBR - https://geni.us/xRvc1Cn

HendrixWhat’s the only thing more annoying than my years-too-young neighbor?The way I want him more than air.

There are plenty of things I don’t like about my new home in California, and my neighbor, Miles, is at the top of the list. He’s smug and arrogant, he speaks out of turn. And even though I should have learned my lesson about fast-talking, younger, dominant men when I broke up with my ex, I want him. For better or worse, Miles and I are on the same page and that’s why we decide there’s no harm in taking things between us someplace a little more private.

Good thing it’s only a physical connection between us because I could never be with a man like him for the long term…

MilesCan I tease my well-dressed and thick-thighed older neighbor into bed?I’m not sure, but there’s no harm in trying.

There’s never been a man who twists me up inside the way Hendrix does, and from the very first time he tells me yes, I know I’m going to demand a thousand more agreements out of his gorgeous mouth before I’m anywhere close to being done with him. He says he only wants me for my body, but it’s not long before things between us feel anything but casual. Hendrix thinks I can’t tell he’s being cautious with me, that I don’t know his worries about the past repeating itself are a constant threat in his head.

Joke’s on him, though. Hendrix makes me want to be a better man and I’m not going to stop until I prove that I’m worthy of a partner like him, even if I stumble more than once along the way.

What’s the only thing scarier than falling in love with the older man who’s determined not to trust me? Giving him the space to discover he can.

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Necessary Space is a 76,000 word age gap romance where coffee is a love language, annoying neighbors become lovers, kneeling is so much more than an act of submission, and love can be found all in good time.

Going back to Dallas!

VERY excited to share that I'm going back to Dallas for Inkers Con this summer, and I'm thrilled to be presenting a panel with the one and only, Annabeth Albert! Inkers Con is top tier author education and if you're new or already halfway down the road of your career, we'd love to see you there.

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Pants Optional by Kate Hawthorne and Annabeth Albert

Are you a pantser or a plotter? It doesn’t matter - this class is built for both! From the basics of planning a publishing schedule to more in-depth topics like getting your story off the ground, developing meaningful character arcs, setting the pace, and facing the dreaded bleak moment, two career authors (one a pantser and the other a detailed plotter) will share tips and tricks from opposite ends of the craft that have worked for them.

One for the Road - chapter 1

Since One for the Road releases on THURSDAY, I thought today would be a good chance to share a sneak peek at chapter 1 with you. Meet Max.---St. Jack’s Bay was the last place Max wanted to be. In fact, when he left it behind ten years before, he’d sworn on every grave in town that he’d never be back. Unfortunately, life made a liar out of him and he hoped he wasn’t going to be cursed for the rest of his life as a result, even though being in St. Jack’s Bay again felt like curse enough.

He’d done his best to stay away. There were times he resorted to sleeping on couches when he was between apartments, once even sleeping in his car when a new landlord miscounted the numbers of days in a month and left him homeless for the entirety of May 31. Even when his mom got sick and his younger sister had begged him to come home, he’d remained steadfast in his resolution to never set foot again in the small coastal town that held nothing more for him than heartache and broken promises.

His sister told him he was being dramatic, that a high school heartbreak was no reason to pretend an entire region on the map didn’t exist. But Max saw no harm in trying and he’d done fine, until his sister had called him at 2:17 in the morning, five days earlier, to tell him that their mom had finally died. Not finally in like a breath of relief at the finality of it, but finally in the way it was something they’d been anticipating for the past handful of years, though her health hadn’t quite seemed that far gone yet.

He offered her condolences, and she told him to get fucked. Then she sent him a thousand dollars for a plane ticket, and he chose to not wonder where his sister got that kind of money. Instead, he begrudgingly packed a hiking backpack worth of clothes and caught the first flight home.

Lydia picked him up from the airport with tired eyes and a bottle of whiskey in the cup holder of her car.

“Have you been drinking and driving?” he asked, throwing his bag into the back seat and buckling himself in.

“What day is it?” she asked.

“Saturday.”

“Probably.” Lydia gave a quick glance down at the bottle, tipping it to the side and then scoffing. “Actually, no. This one is still sealed. It was a gift.”

“From who?”

“Don’t ask questions you don’t want the answers to, Maximillian,” she chided, heading onto the dark and bumpy road that led to the east side of town where their childhood home stood.

Lydia ignored him for the rest of the drive, pulling up in front of the white clapboard house and cutting the ignition. They sat in the car together, staring up at the two-story house that had definitely seen better days, but was still filled with memories. Some he treasured and some he would have paid his entire savings account—which wasn’t much—to forget.

“How did it happen?” he asked, the question he’d recited over and over in his head for the entire five-hour flight east.

“She was asleep,” Lydia said on a breath. “I…I think it was peaceful.”

“Was she alone?”

“I was at work.”

“What even do you do for work these days?” he asked, looking down at the liquor bottle and back up to her.

“I told you not to ask questions you don’t want the answers to.” Lydia shoved the door open and climbed out of the car, stalking on her own up the rickety and peeling stairs. The porch light blinked to life from her movement, casting a putrid glow across the porch while she fumbled with the lock and then pushed the door open. She didn’t bother to wait for him. She didn’t even look back.

Max closed his eyes, rubbing the bridge of his nose and gathering the courage to go inside. He’d done the hard part, right? He was back in town and that was the worst of it. So why couldn’t he get out of the car?

He must have taken too long because the screen door slammed open, the light blinked back to life, and his angry and tired sister yelled at him from the porch.

“Are you coming in or not?”

He opened the door and leaned out, body still in the seat. “I don’t know.”

“You’re a child.” She rolled her eyes. “Your room has clean sheets if you want a bed. If not, lock my car before you tuck in for the night so Mushy Jack doesn’t get you.”

He huffed out a laugh. “You don’t believe in him still, do you?”

Lydia gestured to the swampy marshland around the property, the pussywillows and the towering trees that had sprung up from the muck and the mud. “Of course I believe in him. I also believe that I’m tired, so…bye.”Reserve your copy to see what happens next...click here!

Authors in the Bluegrass!! - October 2024

I am so excited to announce that I am an attending author for Authors in the Bluegrass coming next October 2024. This event will take place in Lexington, KY at Kroger Field and the official date will be announced this fall. This event is hosted by Kiki Chatfield and her team at The Next Step PR.

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2 weeks to go!

"Stop saying my name like it means anything."

Please, Rome.

Thank you, Rome.

More, Rome.

His name meant everything. It always had.

Honestly, the torch Rome has been carrying for Max THEIR ENTIRE LIVES is utterly unmatched. Their second chance at love isn't without its struggles, but it's also full of steam and heart and even some spankings. I cannot wait for you to meet them both on the 19th!!!Pre-order ONE FOR THE ROAD here: https://amzn.to/3W1DQyo

One for the Road - COVER REVEAL

A steamy, small town, second chance, standalone from Kate Hawthorne

Release Date 01/19/23Pre-order https://amzn.to/3Ft0PLlCover Design Kellie Dennis at Book Cover By DesignThe only things left between them are wasted time and ten years of regret.

MaxI left St. Jack’s Bay ten years ago and haven’t looked back once. Unless you count all the times I close my eyes and think about Rome Anderson kissing me on the water tower or all of the firsts we shared in my cramped teenage bedroom. Being in love with Rome as a teenager was serious and scary, so I did the only thing I knew how to do—I ran.I should have known it would only be a matter of time before life called me back to the small town we grew up in, and also back to Rome who’s never left. I’m only home for a week and the two of us are fresh out of firsts, but neither of us seems to be against the idea of sharing some last times together instead.

RomeI’ve never stopped loving Max, but over the years, I’ve definitely started to hate him. At seventeen, I got left behind, but it worked out okay in the end. I own the only bar in town, I date when I want to, and Max’s twin sister Lydia is my best friend. Life isn’t what it was supposed to be, but it’s not horrible.Max is back now and taking him to bed was a terrible idea because it’s not long before I don’t hate him at all. I love Max and I want him to be mine, but we’ve both been here before. I know it’s only a matter of time before he breaks my heart and heads back on the road, leaving me—and our future—behind once again.