25 New Loves for Valentine’s Day? And all of them FREE!

The Boy in the Sixth Form pt. 1 (aka My First Valentine)


One Valentine’s Day stands out in my memory. I would have been fourteen, and had a HUGE crush on a boy at school. He was two years older than me, and at fourteen, that kinda age difference was crippling. He joined our math class each week, and when I learned his favourite candy was lemon bonbons (a chewy English candy, not unlike bonbonstoffee), I made sure I always took a bag to class with me. I joined the amateur dramatics group, because he was a budding thespian, despite never being interested before. I developed a brief fascination with football when I learned he played for a local team, and I also joined the tennis club. Guess who played tennis there?

After months of talking to him in the math class, spending half my pocket money on candy that I never ate, and watching a sport that I hated, it was finally Valentine’s Day, and I had an excuse to express my teenage devotion. I bought a card for him. I agonized over what to write. How to hint at my identity, without being obvious?

Happy Valentines Day, I wrote. That’s all. SO LAME! Where was the witty line, the inside joke, the freaking giant clue that I was madly in love with him? Where?

I walked past his house ridiculously early, and shoved it through the letter box before running away. Would he like it? Would he connect it with me?

The following day I was on tenterhooks. It was maths, currently my favourite subject. I bought bonbons.

He arrived, hand in hand with another girl from my class.




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P.S. Come back next week for The Boy in the Sixth Form part 2

Happy Valentine’s Day 🙂

Sofia x

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A_Handful_of_Wolf_Cover_for_KindleSasha’s not a looking-to-the-future kind of guy, but he’s made an exception with his plans to travel and meet lots of pretty girls. Too bad his Pack Alpha, fate, and reality have other ideas about his trip abroad. He’s pretty sure he didn’t sign on to be a diplomat for the Snowdonia Wolf Pack. Or to find a Mate. Especially not a human Mate.

Megan knows better than to let a sweet-talking charmer get under her skin, but Sasha’s sexy playfulness is making her forget all her rules. Except one: she’s not willing to risk her heart by falling in love. The gorgeous boy from Wales can only be a fling, especially since her over-protective brothers hate him on sight.

In the midst of a wolf uprising, a hesitant Mate, and Megan’s complicated family ties, Sasha learns that sometimes impulsiveness is dangerous and even lethal. Can he show Megan why they belong together before it all comes crashing down around him and he loses his Mate forever?

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Jessie has fallen in love with the perfect guy, Levi, but there’s one tiny problem. The blue-eyed hunk only exists in her dreams. That is, until he greets her in the local shopping mall. She’d swear they never met before, so how come he knows so much about her – and can tell her the naughty things they did in her dreams?

Warning: Contains a wolf shifter that won’t take no for an answer, and enough hot sex to drive any winter chills away.





I dreamed of home, and Christmas shopping. I sat on a wooden bench in my local shopping mall, the giant Trafford Centre, and gazed at the opulent decorations strung from the glass ceiling. Busy shoppers hurried past me—the usual crowds—but even though I’d shopped here a thousand times, it now felt alien.

I felt, rather than saw, someone take the space next to me. A glance to my side revealed a young man. He sprawled against the bench seat, one arm insolently thrown across the back, as though we were a couple.

I gave him a proper look. Messy, dark hair fell to his chin, and thick stubble raked his cheeks, as though he’d stumbled here straight from his bed. A black T-shirt hugged his chest, and worn, dark jeans clung to strong thighs. The denim looked soft and much-washed, and I dragged my gaze up from his crotch, to meet twinkling—startling—blue eyes. Where had I seen eyes like that before?

A lazy grin broke out on his face, and my cheeks heated. He couldn’t have missed the way I’d been staring at him. With his dark tan and perfect white teeth, he looked far too exotic to be sitting in a Manchester shopping mall.

“Hi, Jess.”

The rational part of me questioned how he knew my name. The rest of me wanted to swoon at his voice. Deep, and husky, it reminded me of salted caramel chocolate—velvety, but with a dangerous edge. It also had a lilting accent that was familiar. He was a Kiwi.

“I’m sorry, do I know you?” My polite English upbringing stepped forward, even though I’d never seen him before. I couldn’t forget someone so delicious.

His gaze dropped briefly, as though he considered how to reply. A smile tugged at his lips. “Not really. I’m Levi.”

It was on the tip of my tongue to say, I don’t think we’ve met, but something held the words back. He was familiar, oddly so. He continued to stare at me, amusement lighting his brilliant eyes, along with something else, an intensity that made my spine prickle.

“You’re from New Zealand?” I blurted. “Are you here on holiday?”

“Kind of.” He gestured to the shops around us. “I’ve never been here before.”

“To the Trafford Centre? Or to Manchester?”

“Either. Would you show me around?”

Show a hot guy around my favourite shops? Shame it was only a dream. I smiled at him, and wondered where to begin. Something niggled. “How did you know my name?”

Levi pushed away from the bench to stand before me, tall and imposing, but delicious. He shrugged and held out a hand. “We met briefly, but you were, uh, distracted.” Wiggling his fingers, he gave me an enticing smile. “Shall we?”

Still, I hesitated. I’d never conjured up such a gorgeous apparition in my dreams before, and I knew it was too good to be true. Would he morph into a psycho and toss me over the railings to the gallery below? “I don’t usually hold hands with a guy I just met.”

“I wouldn’t want you to make a habit of it,” he countered swiftly, “but it’s solely for my benefit. I might get lost otherwise.” His eyes widened with mischief. “Man, I could be stuck in here for weeks.”

How could I resist?