What is a little bit of hate s*x between enemies? Maya Hughes delicious new story is out now!

 

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Title: The Kiss List

Series: Fulton Rivals #2

Author: Maya Hughes

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Cover Design: Najla Qamber

Release Date: March 3, 2022

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ABOUT 

If I were on fire, she’d break out the marshmallows.

It’s not that we don’t like each other, more like hate with the fury of a thousand suns. But it wasn’t always that way.

I still remember how her lips tasted. How they felt pressed against mine. How I wanted more.

How I still crave her. Our disastrous night together ended with her storming out, me wondering if I’d ever be able to show my face on campus again and us as bitter enemies.

When a campus competition is announced to find the most in love couple, she’s the last person I thought I’d turn to for help. But the prize could change both our lives. An internship for her and a chance to finally connect with my father. It’s too hard to resist. Just like her heated glares and tempting curves.

To win, we’ve got to prove to everyone we’re a couple. Head over heels, can’t keep our hands off each other in love. Fake the hell out of it for our chance at glory.

Maybe we’re a little too good at selling it to the whole campus because the lines haven’t just been blurred, they've gone up in flames.

Can I convince her I want us to be together for real and keep the prize? Or will I lose them both?

Book 2 in the new Fulton Rivals series - St Francis University campus world!

 

EXCERPT

You can help me out with the zipper. I think it’s jammed.”

With deep breaths, I walked to her and tugged on the zipper, not wanting to yank the damn thing apart. “It’s stuck.” 

“Thanks for the update. Can you see what it’s stuck on?” She looked over her shoulder. 

“Let me get a closer look.” I knelt behind her and steadied myself with my hands on her hips. 

If I hadn’t already taken care of myself earlier this would be a big problem. Eye level with the jammed zipper, I picked at the fabric stuck between the teeth. “I’ll have to pull it down to fix it.” 

“Whatever it takes.” 

My throat was drought dry. I jerked the zipper down, pulling the fabric free, but the freed pull moved much easier and slid almost to the bottom of the zipper. The lace ruffle top of her underwear peeked out from the gaping fabric. Fuck, I was in trouble. 

Swallowing, I kept the lace free from the teeth, but the move shifted my hand, so it skimmed along her spine all the way up. My heart sprinted like I was headed for the end zone. 

Her body shuddered and her head snapped straight ahead. 

“Sorry. My hands are cold.” Dread at her wondering why my hands were this cold and slightly damp, sped me through the final zip. 

“Don’t worry about it.” Her voice was hoarse and stilted. 

Don’t make this weird, Cole. I did the eye hook at the top of the dress and ran my hands over her shoulders. The curve of her neck was inviting. I wanted to bury my nose in her skin and inhale the scent that had enveloped me from our first pictures snuggled up on the couch. 

Kennedy Finch was dangerous to my health. Bundled up in a neat, entirely too-tempting package, she was a walking wet dream and a captivating disaster.

She sat on the edge of her bed. The neckline of her dress showcased her breasts, which swelled from her position deepening the cleavage that my mouth wanted to dive face-first into. 

I cleared my throat and looked anywhere but at her.

 

 

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AUTHOR BIO

 

Maya Hughes, that's me!, can often be found sneaking in another chapter while hiding in the bathroom from her kids! :-) I'm a romance writer who loves taking inspiration from everyday life, namely my husband and biggest fan. Inspiration also strikes when I hear a song, meet someone new or daydream while at soccer practice.

 

I love writing stories that capture the possibilities of the paths less travelled and enjoy experiencing life through my characters’ eyes.

 

I'm the mom of three little ones, the wife to an amazing husband and also work full time. Some of my favorite things are cupcakes, cinnamon rolls, white wine, laughing until I can't breathe, traveling with my family and Jeff Goldblum. 

 

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Maya Hughes is creating Football magic again!

 

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Title: Kiss And Tell

Series: STFU #1

Author: Maya Hughes

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Cover Design: Najla Qamber

Release Date: January 6, 2022

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"Wouldn't most guys love a no strings attached hook up?"

"Maybe, but most guys don't deserve you. I want to be one who does. And I want to be all tangled up in your strings."

Newly arrived on campus, I knew two things. 1) No one could know my dad was the president of the university and 2) football players were bad news.

My run in, the literal kind with my neighbor cranked up the heat and sparks flew.

A new college campus. A secret bound to explode in my face. And a football player neighbor who is bad news in the best of ways.

Reid Riddick was hotness personified, so of course I literally ran into with him--well, more like he plowed into me.

I didn’t know he was a football player when I started falling and now I can’t stop. A stolen kiss later and my heart races whenever he looks at me from across the quad.

But my secret would spell disaster for him.

I’m the daughter of the college president. The college president who’s been feuding with his football coach for years. Their bitter campus war leaves us teetering on the edges of a divide we can’t see a way across.

Resisting him is more than I can handle. He’s risking it all for me. His team standing. His football season. His pro future.

Throw in a campus gossip site. My out of control new friends. His way too hot roommates. College traditions. A secret campus bar and the only guy who’s ever made me feel like he can’t live without me. And I have one last secret.

Our star-crossed love is my first and I want him to be mine.

Kiss and Tell is the first book in the new St Francis Universitysports romance series.

 

EXCERPT

I didn’t get a chance to congratulate you out on the field.” Ashley and Taylor jumped on him with hugs and congratulations, and it had felt like that would be a step too close for us. Like the moment we touched in public, everyone would know about our kiss and the night snuggled up together and the feelings I’d been trying to hide. 

His head swung toward me. “Coach definitely ruined the moment.”

Our eyes locked, and the closeness was a lot like when we were huddled up together in the garage. But nothing about our situation had changed. 

Swallowing, I blurted out the first thing that came to mind. “I can see even more now why you were on board with not seeing each other once you found out who I was. He’d probably make your life a living hell.” 

“Probably.” His jaw ticked. 

“If he found out I was in here with you, he’d be pissed.” 

“Probably.” His gaze blazed with an intensity that wasn’t just anger about his dickhead of a coach. 

“It’s probably why everyone thought it was best to have me down here with you.” 

“Probably.” The word seemed to have lost all meaning. 

“I don’t want to screw up all your hard work and sacrifices. It’s probably why it makes sense for us not to be seen around each other after this is over.” I choked on the words and forced them out past the lump lodged in my throat.

Instead of the probably I’d expected, he turned his whole body. 

“No one else is here right now. It’s just me and you.” 

A shuddering inhale, and our lips were on each other. I didn’t know who kissed who first, but the sensations that poured through our lips meeting made me want more. It made me want everything. The way his mouth moved over mine. His tongue brushed against my lips, demanding and needy at the same time, which sent the fluttering deep in my stomach and turned it into a hungry clench for more. 

Screams from above broke through our cocoon. 

“You’re veering! Turn left! What the hell! Pay attention.” 

Someone banged on the side of Smaug.

Reid course-corrected, and we were no longer headed straight for the living room transplanted to the side of the street. 

I still tasted him on my lips. Peppermint and heat.

 

 

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AUTHOR BIO

 

Maya Hughes, that's me!, can often be found sneaking in another chapter while hiding in the bathroom from her kids! :-) I'm a romance writer who loves taking inspiration from everyday life, namely my husband and biggest fan. Inspiration also strikes when I hear a song, meet someone new or daydream while at soccer practice.

 

I love writing stories that capture the possibilities of the paths less travelled and enjoy experiencing life through my characters’ eyes.

 

I'm the mom of three little ones, the wife to an amazing husband and also work full time. Some of my favorite things are cupcakes, cinnamon rolls, white wine, laughing until I can't breathe, traveling with my family and Jeff Goldblum. 

 

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Must Read Trilogy: The Amazing Falling Trilogy by Maya Hughes

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🎶 ABOUT 🎶

The Falling Trilogy is a Fulton U Universe sports romance spinoff.

I don’t deserve her forgiveness, but I can’t stop myself from fighting for it.

Bay Logan ran from me four years ago and I can’t blame her. I broke her heart and my own with one split second mistake.

If I were a better guy, I’d walk away and let her live her life, but maybe I haven’t learned my lesson yet because I can’t stop thinking about her. And I won’t stop until she knows how much I still love her.

WHAT READERS ARE SAYING!

“Maya outdid herself and wrote a messy but beautiful love story.” - Jess, Goodreads

“This trilogy is beyond amazing! I loved the heart break which made me cry with them and then the joy when Bay and Keyton finally got it right.” - Read.Review.Repeat

“The love between these two is undeniable. It’s a palpable connection that reaches through the pages and touches the reader’s heart.” - Royal Blue Romance

🏈 EXCERPT🏈

Kissing her was a mistake. It was supposed to be the period at the end of the sentence, closing the book on this attraction between us. I’d thought maybe she’d slap me or shove me away. 

Instead, she’d met my lips with her own uncontainable desire. I’d pressed my hand against the small of her back and held her face to mine. Staring into her eyes, I knew it wasn’t the end of anything. 

I’d dropped a lit match into a warehouse of fireworks, and all I had was a garden hose to fight this fire.

AUTHOR BIO

 

Maya Hughes, that's me!, can often be found sneaking in another chapter while hiding in the bathroom from her kids! :-) I'm a romance writer who loves taking inspiration from everyday life, namely my husband and biggest fan. Inspiration also strikes when I hear a song, meet someone new or daydream while at soccer practice.

 

I love writing stories that capture the possibilities of the paths less travelled and enjoy experiencing life through my characters’ eyes.

 

I'm the mom of three little ones, the wife to an amazing husband and also work full time. Some of my favorite things are cupcakes, cinnamon rolls, white wine, laughing until I can't breathe, traveling with my family and Jeff Goldblum. 

 

AUTHOR LINKS

 

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/mayahughes

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/mayahugheswrites

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Thank Goodness it's RELEASE DAY: THE SIN OF KISSING YOU

 

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Title: The Sin Of Kissing You

Series: Falling #2

Author: Maya Hughes

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Cover Design: Najla Qamber

Release Date: April 8, 2021

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ABOUT 

I don’t deserve her forgiveness, but I can’t stop myself from fighting for it.

Bay ran from me four years ago and I can’t blame her. I broke her heart and my own with one split second mistake.

If I were a better guy, I’d walk away and let her live her life, but maybe I haven’t learned my lesson yet because I can’t stop thinking about her. And I won’t stop until she knows how much I still love her.

The sins of my past are hard to run from, but I’ll battle every single one, if it means one more chance with her.

The Sin of Kissing You is the second book in the new Fulton U universe sports romance, Falling trilogy.

EXCERPT

“Bay.” It sounded like a croak, a rusty gate of a word I hadn’t let myself say out loud in over a year. Somehow it seemed to be one of the few words I could utter in her presence. 

“Let’s not.” Her words were sharp and final, but I couldn’t be this close to her and not talk to her. 

“We need to.” Training camp was a grueling non-stop thirty days I’d prepared myself for. But it also meant she could dodge me as much as she wanted. Knowing she was closer than she’d been in years and not getting to say what I needed to say to her—that would kill me. 

“We don’t need to do a thing. This story”—she gestured between the two of us—“ended back in Greenwood.” 

She tried to push past me, but I couldn’t let her walk away, not yet. I didn’t have a single thing I could say to get her to stay. Not in the way I wanted. Not in a way she deserved.  

Staring straight ahead, she pressed her shoulder against the metal doorframe. 

I needed to back off. I needed to get out of the way. But this might be the last chance I ever got to be near her. 

“I’m sorry.” 

Her head snapped to the side. Our bodies were so close. We were sharing the same air, passing it between us like all those nights I’d drawn her, or watched movies with her, or just felt like the luckiest guy in the world because she was beside me. 

“Too fucking bad. Take that apology and shove it so far up your ass you can taste the hair on your knuckles.” Her eyes blazed. Every muscle was tight, radiating the anger she’d let loose with every syllable. 

“Well that was graphic as hell.” The corners of my mouth twitched, nerves getting the better of me. She had a harder edge to her now. Or maybe it was what being around me did to her. 

“I wanted to paint the picture for you.” Her voice was low and biting.

I dropped my arm and stepped out of the doorway, still not giving her a clear path out. I was wrong on so many levels, but once again, I couldn’t stop myself. “Can we talk?” 

“What about how our interaction has gone so far has made you think I have a word to say to you?” 

“I-I thought you might want to talk.” My palms felt like I should have sweat droplets dripping from my fingertips. There were so many things I’d told myself I’d say the next time I saw her. I’d thought I’d have more time. A solid plan in place. Two brain cells to rub together. “Clear the air.” 

Her cheeks were flushed like they’d get when she’d catch me watching her in class, or after I tickled her and she gasped, panting, after finally telling me to stop. Or the way they’d gotten when we’d stood on the football field in our caps and gowns and she told me to walk away.

“About you humiliating me in front of the entire school? About sleeping with me and then breaking my heart?” Her throat worked up and down. “Or about breaking my dad’s guitar?” Her voice broke and I wanted to chop off my own hand for what I’d done. 

Her dad’s guitar. Standing in the sunny, summer afternoon, surrounded by our classmates, she’d told me what I’d done to something that had been such a precious memory of her father, and I’d known that was it. She’d never forgive me, but I needed to know she was okay. “Any of it. All of it.” 

“There’s nothing you can say to fix any of those things. Not a damn thing.”

“Bay.” It sounded like a croak, a rusty gate of a word I hadn’t let myself say out loud in over a year. Somehow it seemed to be one of the few words I could utter in her presence. 

“Let’s not.” Her words were sharp and final, but I couldn’t be this close to her and not talk to her. 

“We need to.” Training camp was a grueling non-stop thirty days I’d prepared myself for. But it also meant she could dodge me as much as she wanted. Knowing she was closer than she’d been in years and not getting to say what I needed to say to her—that would kill me. 

“We don’t need to do a thing. This story”—she gestured between the two of us—“ended back in Greenwood.” 

She tried to push past me, but I couldn’t let her walk away, not yet. I didn’t have a single thing I could say to get her to stay. Not in the way I wanted. Not in a way she deserved.  

Staring straight ahead, she pressed her shoulder against the metal doorframe. 

I needed to back off. I needed to get out of the way. But this might be the last chance I ever got to be near her. 

“I’m sorry.” 

Her head snapped to the side. Our bodies were so close. We were sharing the same air, passing it between us like all those nights I’d drawn her, or watched movies with her, or just felt like the luckiest guy in the world because she was beside me. 

“Too fucking bad. Take that apology and shove it so far up your ass you can taste the hair on your knuckles.” Her eyes blazed. Every muscle was tight, radiating the anger she’d let loose with every syllable. 

“Well that was graphic as hell.” The corners of my mouth twitched, nerves getting the better of me. She had a harder edge to her now. Or maybe it was what being around me did to her. 

“I wanted to paint the picture for you.” Her voice was low and biting.

I dropped my arm and stepped out of the doorway, still not giving her a clear path out. I was wrong on so many levels, but once again, I couldn’t stop myself. “Can we talk?” 

“What about how our interaction has gone so far has made you think I have a word to say to you?” 

“I-I thought you might want to talk.” My palms felt like I should have sweat droplets dripping from my fingertips. There were so many things I’d told myself I’d say the next time I saw her. I’d thought I’d have more time. A solid plan in place. Two brain cells to rub together. “Clear the air.” 

Her cheeks were flushed like they’d get when she’d catch me watching her in class, or after I tickled her and she gasped, panting, after finally telling me to stop. Or the way they’d gotten when we’d stood on the football field in our caps and gowns and she told me to walk away.

“About you humiliating me in front of the entire school? About sleeping with me and then breaking my heart?” Her throat worked up and down. “Or about breaking my dad’s guitar?” Her voice broke and I wanted to chop off my own hand for what I’d done. 

Her dad’s guitar. Standing in the sunny, summer afternoon, surrounded by our classmates, she’d told me what I’d done to something that had been such a precious memory of her father, and I’d known that was it. She’d never forgive me, but I needed to know she was okay. “Any of it. All of it.” 

“There’s nothing you can say to fix any of those things. Not a damn thing.”

 

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AUTHOR BIO

 

Maya Hughes, that's me!, can often be found sneaking in another chapter while hiding in the bathroom from her kids! :-) I'm a romance writer who loves taking inspiration from everyday life, namely my husband and biggest fan. Inspiration also strikes when I hear a song, meet someone new or daydream while at soccer practice.

 

I love writing stories that capture the possibilities of the paths less travelled and enjoy experiencing life through my characters’ eyes.

 

I'm the mom of three little ones, the wife to an amazing husband and also work full time. Some of my favorite things are cupcakes, cinnamon rolls, white wine, laughing until I can't breathe, traveling with my family and Jeff Goldblum. 

 

AUTHOR LINKS

 

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/mayahughes

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