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#WOTR21 #NewRelease – Healed, Sugar and Spice, Ink Book #3 by Evan Grace

Title: Healed
Series: Sugar and Spice, Ink
Author: Evan Grace
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 12, 2021
Cover Design: Ben Ellis @ Tall Story
I just don’t love you anymore, were the last words Colton Winters said to me before he walked away and stayed gone for five years. Imagine my surprise when I meet the Atlanta Fire’s new quarterback, and it’s the man who broke my heart.

Colton immediately starts his campaign to win me back, but I just don’t know if I can trust him not to run again, but the more time I spend with him—those feelings I’ve pushed aside return with a vengeance.

What’s a girl to do?

I knew I wanted Heidi Collins back the minute I was signed to play for the Fire, but the hurt she felt made me think I might never win her back. The only thing I can do is prove my love to her.

When it finally feels like we’re getting our happily ever after, our world implodes, and it throws our lives into complete chaos. Our relationship is put to the test. Are we strong enough to fight for our happy ending?

All I know is that we love each other more than anything and if we go down, It’ll be swinging.



I pin my hair up on top of my head and give it a quick spray. I pull the illuminating powder and contour brush out of my makeup bag. I add some to my forehead and above my cheekbones. I grab Greta’s setting spray and quickly use it on my face.

“You look hot, girl,” Greta says from behind me. She grabs my lipstick and quickly dabs it on my lips before stepping back. “There, perfection.”

Out of the Collins kids, I’m the baby in the family. Greta is a year and a half older than me, but she’s my best friend and roommate. I turn back toward the mirror. “Are you sure?”

“Yes, you know I wouldn’t tell you, you looked great unless I meant it. I went through your closet and found the perfect outfit.” My sister is a fashionista and has a good eye for style.

She disappears out of the bathroom, and I follow her into my bedroom. On my bed are my black low rider wide-leg tuxedo pants and a silver top that hugs my breasts, making them look bigger. Lord knows I could use all the help I can get.

Since I’m the youngest, the boobs were all taken up by the time I came along. I take off my robe and pull on some pink satin panties and a matching bra. I grab my perfume, spray some in front of me, and walk through it.

I get dressed and slip on a pair of black stiletto sling backs. Looking in the mirror, I feel confident and sexy. My plan is to pick up some hot football player and have some much-needed fun.

That’s what I need, to have fun. Over the past couple of years, I’ve spent most of my time building my clientele at the studio and proving to my sisters that I deserved my spot there. 

I head into the living room and find Greta standing in front of the mirror, fiddling with her hair. I love my sister, but I can totally admit that I’m jealous of her. She’s tall, lean, has gorgeous long, wavy brown hair, and is beautiful inside and out.

Her dress is a mixture of pinks, creams, and browns. It’s a long, flowy maxi dress with long sleeves and a slit in the front. She’s wearing brown thick-heeled sandals, which compliment her Boho chic style.

She smiles when she sees me. “Damn, I knew that outfit would look great. I ordered our Uber, so we should probably head downstairs.”

We grab our purses, lock up, and head downstairs. Tonight is a party for Nick’s arena football team. He invited us so we could hang with our sister, Sierra, I’m sure.

When we reach Blaze, a man in an all-black suit opens the door for us and holds out his hand, helping each of us out. We step inside and head up a beautiful staircase to the space where the party is at.

We grab some champagne before searching out our family.

“Look at all these hot men,” Greta leans down and whispers in my ear.

I cover my mouth as I giggle, but then I sober up. The one and only serious boyfriend I ever had was a football player, a quarterback, and that asshole broke my heart.

Greta moves to stand in front of me. “What’s that look for?” She tips her head to the side, looking closely at me.

I give her my best fake smile. “Nothing, just admiring the view.” Yes, these men are all hot, but I have no desire to hook up with a football player. “Let’s go find everyone.” I take a sip of my champagne and thread my arm through hers, and we walk through the crowd, looking for our family.

The party is in full swing, and I glance around the room. There truly are hot guys everywhere. The players we’ve met have been nice. Several of them have been vying for Greta’s attention, but of course they would because she’s a babe. I haven’t decided if there are any men that I want to speak to yet. Nick calls someone named Colton over, and my stomach pitches, which is stupid because there are a lot of guys out there named Colton.

I turn toward Nick, and that’s when my heart stops, and my stomach drops. Colton Winters is standing in front of me for the first time in five years. “Heidi.” Just hearing my name on his lips has me turning and running down the stairs.

Outside, I run down the street with Colton calling my name, but all I can hear are the words he spoke to me five years ago. “Heidi, I just don’t love you anymore. This is over.” I stop, panting for breath and holding my side due to a stitch.

Colton stops in front of me, but I don’t think—I just react, slapping him across the face. “Stay away from me,” I grit out. “I just don’t love you anymore.” I throw those words back at him and flag down a cab, climbing inside when it pulls up to the curb before he can follow me.

It’s not until I’m safely back in my apartment that I finally fall apart. I lock myself in my bedroom and grab a box from the back of my closet. Peeling the lid off, I feel the tears fill my eyes.

The first picture was from our eighth-grade graduation. Colton was behind me with his arms around me—both of us smiling widely at the camera. God, we were just babies, and I still had braces.

No one thought we’d last back then, but we proved them wrong, over and over, with each passing year. I wanted to marry him—I wanted to have his children, and I almost did until that slipped away as well.

In a matter of two months I lost him, and then I lost the baby I was carrying. I never told anyone about the second, and I never will. I honestly don’t know what it is about us Collins women, but three of us have found ourselves at one point knocked-up and single. Well, Sierra isn’t single; she may say she is, but Nick follows her around like a lovesick fool. I can’t wait to see it when she realizes she loves him too.

I focus on the pictures. Shit, I took so many. Our whole relationship is in this box in the form of pictures. My favorite is one that was taken right before Colton broke up with me—the night I’m sure our child was conceived.

“How many people are going with you?” Mom asks as I carry my sleeping bag and backpack downstairs.

I shrug. “I don’t know. Maybe three or four. Colton’s the one who set this up.” Ugh … I hate lying to my mom, but with graduation getting close, we’re going to be so busy. Colton and I just want one night alone.

We love camping, so we’re going, just the two of us, for a romantic getaway, sleeping under the stars.

Mom gets close, lowering her voice. “I know you’re having sex, but promise me you’re being careful.”

I roll my eyes. “I am. We are; I promise.”

My parents found out we were having sex when we were sixteen. One night when they were out, Colton was over, and things were getting very physical between us. Miles had come home to surprise us, and surprise us he did. Poor Colton got chased out of the house, naked, by my overprotective big brother.

He, of course, called our parents, who then came home and chewed us out before calling Colton’s mom and dad. There was a lot of yelling, some crying, and then talking.

Colton shows up as I reach the bottom of the stairs. He knocks and then comes right in. “Hey, babe.” He leans down to kiss me.

God, he is so hot, but he’s so much more than that too. He’s kind, loving, funny, and so freaking smart it’s scary.

Bam, bam, bam… “Heidi are you okay?” Greta asks from outside my door, pulling me from my trip down memory lane. “Honey, open the door.”

“G-go away, Greta. I’m fine. I just want to be left alone.” I sit quietly and pray that she goes away.

“Are you sure?” She’s quiet for a minute. “Was that the first time you’ve seen Colton since you broke up?”

Does she mean when he broke up with me, shattering my heart into unfixable pieces? I don’t answer her because I’m afraid of what might come out of my mouth.

I can hear her sigh from the other side of the door. “I’ll leave you alone for now, but I love you, and I’m here for you.”

I quickly grab my pillow from my bed, bury my face in it, and sob.

A Midwesterner and a readaholic most of her life until one day an idea came into Evan’s head and a writing career was born. She’s a sucker for happily ever afters and loves creating fictional worlds that others can get lost in. She loves putting her characters through the ringer, but loves when they get to that satisfying, swoony ending.

When the voices in her head give it a rest, which isn’t often, she can always be found with her e-reader in her hand. Some of her favorites include, Aurora Rose Reynolds, (the queen) Kristen Ashley, Kaylee Ryan, Natasha Madison, and Harper Sloan. Evan finds a lot of her inspiration in music, movies, TV shows and life.

She’s a wife to Jim and a mom to Ethan and (the real) Evan, a weightlifter, a home healthcare scheduler, and a full-time author. How does she do it? She’ll never tell.

#WOTR18 #Review – False Security by Evan Grace

FALSE SECURITY by Evan Grace is LIVE from Crave Publishing!
It was supposed to be a harmless blind date-but it ended in a one night stand when Shayla up and left in the middle of the night without a wink or a wave.
I didn’t think I’d see her again…until I walked into my office and met our new employee—none other than the curvy brunette who had rocked my world. 
The more she fights the attraction between us, the more determined I am to make her mine. Not even the ghosts from her past have the power to stop me from wanting her. 
There’s a threat hiding in the shadows, a danger whose only goal is to ruin Shayla. But I’ll go through hell and back to keep her safe from harm, to protect her. 
She’s mine…and not even the devil himself will take her from me. 

I received this book from the author for an honest review.

Shyla, Eric and Grant….This book was just what a girl needs when she is feeling not so great.

Eric is total player…like with a capital P and you might wanna even pop the P when you pronounce it.  Dog is another wording you might like to use for him…because friends he is.

Shyla is a single mom raising her son Grant.  She is divorced from her abusive ex and looking to start over.  Her world revolves around Grant and his revolves around his mom.  However, mommas got some itches that need to be scratched so when her friends hooks her up on a blind date, she totally hits it and leaves.  This totally floors Eric because he was actually interested in this woman who left.

Eric cannot stop thinking about this woman when he walks into work to see her sitting there as the new employee!!  Uhm yeah do ya see where this is going?  LOL  They are both freaked out over the connection they have but when something from the past comes into play, they have to make some decisions to do this together or be done!!

I loved the story and cant wait for more from this series.


Security Breach #1 
A Midwesterner and self-proclaimed nerd, Evan has been an avid reader most of her life, but five years ago got bit by the writing bug, and it quickly became her addiction, passion and therapy. When the voices in her head give it a rest, she can always be found with her e-reader in her hand. Some of her favorites include, Shayla Black, Jaci Burton, Madeline Sheehan and Jamie Mcguire. Evan finds a lot of her inspiration in music, so if you see her wearing her headphones you know she means business and is in the zone.
During the day Evan works for a large homecare agency and at night she’s superwoman. She’s a wife to Jim and a mom to Ethan and Evan, a cook, a tutor, a friend and a writer. How does she do it? She’ll never tell.

#WOTR18 #AttendingAuthor – Author Spotlight Evan Grace

Evan Grace

Tell us your name and then a bit about yourself.

Evan Grace, I’m a married 41 year old mom to two boys and one furbaby. When I’m not writing I work for a large home healthcare agency, and spend my weekends bossing nurses around :). I love to read when I have time, and worship Kristen Ashley, Aurora Rose Reynolds, Kaylee Ryan, and love CA Harms! I’m a suck for cheesy disaster flicks, and I’m a die hard Walking Dead fan. I’ve also watched The Office from beginning to end over ten times. I’m a weightlifter, it’s my stress releaser and only run if someone is chasing me. I love music and listen to anything but new country, it’s just not my jam. I do love 70’s, 80’s and 90’s music the best.

When and Why did you start to write?

8 1/2 years ago I worked in a labor and delivery unit, and had been a massive reader. like the librarians at my library new me by name. A thought came to me and I thought “hey that could be a book” A friend of mine said “lets write” so her and I both started our books. I finished mine and it was garbage, but I love it. Then I got the idea of Starting Over my first published book. It took three years and multiple rewrites before I finally got it published. I write because I love creating these stories that I hope speak to others, and I’ve got to do something with all of the voices in my head.

What authors do you always read or suggest to others?

I read Kristen Ashley, Aurora Rose Reynolds, CA Harms, Kaylee Ryan, Meghan Quinn, Suzanne Wright, Joanna Wylde, Shayla Black, Jewel E. Ann, HJ Bellus, Natasha Madison.

What is the most surprising thing you have found out with the writing process?

hmmmm….just how helpful other authors have been.

What are you working on now?

Book 1 in a new series, tentatively called Tales of a Tomboy.

When writing are you a pantser or plotter?

I plot a general idea, but I’m a pantser

What are your social links?

〰Newsletter Sign Up: http://bit.ly/2ncb8dv
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What are your buy links?

Starting Over Book 1-http://amzn.to/1KgFX4C
Second Chances Book 2- http://amzn.to/1CoMj3r
Begin Again Book 3- http://amzn.to/1miyGUW
One Day at a Time Book 4- http://amzn.to/1xZpwYn
Finding Hope http://amzn.to/2g6w3eS

Broken Love: http://amzn.to/2tovYtn
Secret Love: http://amzn.to/29EvLgb
Forbidden Love: http://amzn.to/2ilhPtR
Unexpected Love: http://amzn.to/2vFSArf

Gabe: http://amzn.to/1E2QJOP
Nico: http://amzn.to/1jlqdYh
Mila: http://amzn.to/1MBQrgU

Ripple Effect: http://amzn.to/2paT1bZ

Broken Souls: http://amzn.to/2xObage

Angie’s Review of Broken Love HERE

Angie’s Review of Nico HERE

#WOTR18 #NEWRELEASE – Security Breach by Evan Grace

The highly-anticipated 1st book in the Rogue Security and Investigation Series…

SECURITY BREACH by Evan Grace is available for purchase!

FREE on Kindle Unlimited

A Contemporary Romance



It was only one night. One night, and I was sure I’d never see her again.

Fast forward six months and I’m staring into those same eyes. Only this time Delilah is my boss’s daughter. But the real kicker…she’s very much pregnant.

Now my only goal is to stand by her, protect her, and make sure my new family is taken care of.

But there’s a certain danger lurking in the shadows, threatening everything I hold dear.

I won’t rest until my family is safe. I won’t stop until I’ve annihilated every threat.

Delilah is mine. The child she’s carrying is mine…and I’ll be damned if anyone takes them away from me.

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“It’s you.” I stand up from my chair and do a full perusal of Lilah’s body. My eyes dart down to her belly…her pregnant belly. I meet her eyes, expecting to see anger because of how I left her that night, but instead I see a flicker of something subtle before her face goes blank. “How are you?”

The muscle in her jaw ticks as she walks around me to the table and sets the folder down. “Mr. Meyers, I’m Delilah Mackenzie, the office manager. I need you to fill out these forms and then return them to the basket outside of my office. I’ll also need a copy of your insurance card, private investigator’s license, and driver’s license. Carrie can help you with that. Any questions?” She rests one hand on her belly and the other on her hip.

I don’t remember her being this sexy, but I can’t think of that now. “Is that…my baby?” Sweat dots my forehead and my pulse races. Throw me into a war zone and I’m cool, calm, and collected, but waiting to find out if I’m her baby’s father has me ready to freak out.

Lilah—no, Delilah—looks at me with fire in her eyes. “No, it’s my baby.” She’s out of the conference room, slamming the door behind her faster than I can say, “boo.”

I slowly lower myself into the chair and rest my head in my hands. It’s my baby, I know it is. The timing is just right for when we slept together.

That had been the most fun I’d had in a long time— the sex was phenomenal, and yeah, I knew she wasn’t that experienced, but I hadn’t had a clue how young she really was until I woke with her curled up against me. She just looked really young—too young for me once I came to my senses.