The Age Gap Bliss Bundle (PAPERBACK BUNDLE)
The Age Gap Bliss Bundle (PAPERBACK BUNDLE)
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Get 4 Age Gap Themed novels by Sapphic Romance Bestselling Author Harper Bliss in a special holiday bundle.
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Books included in the bundle
- If You Kiss Me Like That
- Seasons of Love
- At Your Most Beautiful
- Next in Line for Love
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Themes and tropes
Themes and tropes
- Age gap
- Ice queen
- Opposites attract
- Toaster oven
- Workplace romance
- Forced proximity
- Romance with friend's daughter
- Coming out later in life
- Forbidden romance
- Romance with your mother's friend
Full description
Full description
IF YOU KISS ME LIKE THAT
Sometimes love shows up where you least expect it.
Ashley ‘Ash’ Cooper is still reeling after her recent divorce, throwing all her energy into her job in The City. When she’s seated next to one of her mother’s friends at a family party, falling in love is the last thing on her mind.
After losing her husband many years ago, Gloria Young rebuilt herself as a single parent. Now that her daughters are both at university, she’s perfectly content with her quiet life in the village of Murraywood.
An unexpectedly enjoyable evening with a friend’s daughter pushes Gloria into exploring a new side of herself.
Will she overcome her fear of what people think and allow herself a new chance at happiness?
And can Ash let go of the past and open herself up to love again?
SEASONS OF LOVE
A successful solicitor, her business partner’s daughter, and their unexpected chance at love.
Alice McAllister is successful, quiet and disciplined. When her law partner Miranda forces her to take a vacation at her holiday home in Portugal, the unexpected presence of Miranda’s daughter Joy turns Alice’s world up-side down.
Despite their differences–the age gap between them only being one of many–Alice and Joy embark on a passionate holiday romance… until they have to return home.
Can their steamy summer fling turn into a love that lasts? Or will the real world impose too many obstacles to Alice and Joy’s young and fragile love?
AT YOUR MOST BEAUTIFUL
Some nights are unforgettable…
Ten years ago, Quinn Hathaway and Maya Mercer shared a night of forbidden passion they vowed to keep secret forever.
When Quinn and Maya meet again, old sparks fly, but none of the reasons to hide their passion have changed.
Quinn is still much younger and Maya has never told her son that she’s attracted to women.
Can Maya overcome her fear of what her family might think of her?
And how will Quinn’s parents, who used to be Maya’s next-door neighbors, react to their daughter’s unconventional love affair?
NEXT IN LINE FOR LOVE
Can the road to the top take you on a path to love?
After ten years abroad, Alexandra ‘Ali’ Lennox’s father asks her to move back to Los Angeles to head the family company, Lennox Breweries.
The company’s COO, Jill Gold, has dedicated twenty years of her life to Lennox Breweries and is not amused when she’s asked to mentor Ali, who she considers to be nothing more than a privileged trust-fund brat.
Even though they don’t see eye to eye, Ali and Jill will have to learn to trust each other for the sake of the company—and each other.
Can Jill change her mind about Ali’s smug entitlement? And will Ali be able to come to terms with the past hurt that drove her away from L.A. in the first place?
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Chapter 1
A drop of sweat slid down Maya’s neck. Then another. She pushed a strand of hair away from her face and expelled a deep sigh, but there was no one around to hear it. She could sigh as deeply and dramatically as she wanted, without Tommy responding with an exaggerated eye roll.
All was quiet in the garden. The surface of the pool was as unwrinkled as an untouched bed sheet. Only last weekend, Tommy and two of his friends had been splashing about loudly as eighteen-year-old boys do—bold and brash as though there’s no other way to be at that age.
Two days ago, Maya had driven her son to LaGuardia Airport, where he’d boarded a plane for Paris. He would spend two weeks in Provence with his father and Heidi, followed by five weeks of backpacking through Europe. Seven long weeks without seeing her son. And that was only the beginning of her time without him—her time of no longer being a full-time mother.
Maya had spent plenty of weekends on her own since the divorce, but time alone when Tommy was due to return three days later was very different from time alone when he had just embarked on a seven-week trip, before leaving home for good.
Was this what the infamous empty nest felt like? Had she gone from one cliché—divorcée—to another—empty nester—as seamlessly as the decades had passed by and left her alone in this too-big suburban house at the age of forty-five?
She could only reply with another deep sigh. Maybe it was time to add another cliché to all the others she seemed to have become without noticing. Maybe it was time to open that bottle of pinot gris. She squinted at the sun. It was still pretty high in the sky. Wine o’clock would have to wait until the sun had dipped a fraction lower. Maya had some standards left.
A rustle drew her attention back to the garden. She wasn’t expecting any company, so it probably came from next door. Maya’s neighbor, Brooke, would probably be up for sharing a glass of pinot later, when the time was more appropriate. The rustle sounded closer. Maya sat up and wiped the sweat from her brow.
“I hope you’re wearing sunscreen,” a female voice that was not Brooke Hathaway’s came from the garden next door.
Only then Maya remembered that the Hathaways had gone to their cabin in the Catskills for the weekend. She sat up straighter in order to see over the hedge that separated her property from the Hathaways’.
“Quinn?” Maya asked. Who else could it be but the Hathaways’ daughter?
“The one and only.” Quinn stepped into view. “Hi, Mrs. Mercer. Didn’t you get the memo? Sunbathing is so last century, it’s not even funny.”
The girl next door was still as forward as ever, then. “I truly appreciate your concern for my skin, but I don’t leave the house without a full coat of SPF 50.”
Quinn shot her a bright smile. As far as Maya could see, she wasn’t wearing much more than a pair of flip-flops and an oversized tank top.
“I haven’t seen you in such a long time.” Maya walked over to the hedge. “How have you been?”
“I’m in-between apartments, so I’m staying here for a few weeks while I get my bearings.” She pulled her top away from her skin. “The city’s too hot right now, anyway.” Had she just cast a longing gaze at Maya’s pool? “I hear Little Tommy has flown the nest.”
Tommy used to hate it when Quinn called him ‘Little’. Maya nodded. “He’s in Europe. Starting Stanford in the fall.”
“No surprise there. I always knew Tommy would go to one of the big schools.”
There are good schools on this coast as well, Maya thought. “What are you up to now?” Maya wanted to deflect the attention away from Tommy. He’d only been gone a few days. His bedroom looked as though he was still in high school and he’d be coming back any day. Although it had been a long time coming and Maya had had ample time to prepare emotionally for her son’s departure, it all felt surprisingly raw and unnatural.
“This and that,” Quinn said, just as her mother did whenever Maya inquired after Quinn’s job. “Mainly photography these days, but, um, yeah…” She ran a hand through her curly hair. “The temperature might be more bearable here than in the city, but it’s still damn hot.”
Maya was getting the message loud and clear. Years ago, when Quinn still lived at home, and another brutal summer day had descended on Milbury, she would stand exactly where she was standing now, and cast longing gazes at the pool. Usually, Tommy was quick to invite her over for a swim, but Tommy wasn’t here any longer.
“Come on.” Maya nodded in the direction of the pool. “I can’t bear to see you sweat like that any longer.”
“Thank you so much, Mrs. Mercer.”
“I think you’re a little too old to still be calling me that. It’s Maya.”
Quinn deftly wriggled her body through the bushes, which were much denser now than when Quinn had last made her way through.
“You have my infinite gratitude, Maya.” Quinn was already stripping off her tank top. Underneath, she wore the skimpiest bikini Maya had ever laid eyes on. “Seeing as my main career of late has been tending bar, I can make you a mean cocktail later to thank you.” Quinn tossed her tank top to the side of the pool and shook off her flip-flops. Before diving in, she looked back and treated Maya to a glittering, sun-drenched smile.
Maya went back to her chair and watched Quinn swim a few slow laps. The mere fact of having someone to share her pool with, even if it was only for a short time, offered a potent distraction from her loneliness. The promise of that ‘mean cocktail’ was helping as well.
Maya tried to remember the latest news Brooke had given her about Quinn. No Ivy League for the neighbors’ daughter, she knew that much. She’d also known Quinn was gay as she’d always been out. How old was Quinn now? Truth be told, Maya hadn’t given Quinn Hathaway much thought at all. The girl barely came home. Brooke complained about it often enough, while Bill said she was just finding her way because she was still so young and what were we like at that age?
Now Quinn was swimming in her pool. If Maya partly closed her eyes and squinted, she could pretend it was her son enjoying himself in the cool water.
“Aren’t you hot?” Quinn had swum to the side of the pool closest to Maya, and rested her elbows on the ledge. Drops of water pearled on the skin of her arms.
“I’m fine. I’ll go for a dip later.”
“How are you holding up now that Tommy’s gone?”
“Fine.” It was nice of her to ask.
“It must be hard, though.” Quinn tilted her head. “Tommy’s always been such a mommy’s boy.” She grinned broadly.
“I don’t think that’s correct.” If anything, Tommy was able to appreciate qualities in his father that Maya had never known the man possessed.
“That’s because you can’t see it. Because you’re his mom.” Still grinning, Quinn winked at Maya before her head disappeared under the water again.
Maya followed her with her gaze. She came up for air at the other side of the pool, where she leaned her head back and smoothed the water out of her hair with her hands. If Tommy was a mommy’s boy, Quinn Hathaway was definitely a daddy’s girl.
“Do you still have your dance school?” Quinn pushed herself out of the water effortlessly and sat on the edge, looking at Maya.
“I do.” Thank goodness for that, Maya thought.
“Pity you didn’t have it when I was younger. I regret not being able to dance properly.” Did she just give Maya a once-over with that piercing blue gaze of hers?
“It’s never too late to learn. I teach a seniors class, ages sixty-five and up.”
“It must work wonders for your figure. You look amazing for a woman your a—” Quinn paused, and briefly drew her lips into a half-smile. “You really look amazing, Mrs.—um, Maya.”
Heat rose to Maya’s cheeks, and she was pretty sure it wasn’t caused by the sun. “Thank you,” she mumbled. When was Quinn going to mix her that ‘mean cocktail’?
Quinn stood and walked to the sitting area, leaving a trail of water behind her.
“Here. Use this.” Maya tossed her the towel that was hanging off the chair next to her.
Quinn toweled off her hair, then wrapped the towel around her waist. For some reason, it drew Maya’s gaze to her chest—maybe by way of her naked belly. As soon as she realized what she was staring at, Maya averted her gaze.
“Are you sure I’m not interrupting anything?” Quinn sat next to Maya. “With Mom and Dad gone, I was getting bored at the house. It’s so quiet here. It’s uncanny.”
Maya didn’t think it was quiet at all. There were birds. There was the dog from two houses down that yapped at the smallest noise. There was the hum of cars in the distance. But she guessed that compared to New York City, Milbury was very quiet. “Truth be told, I’m happy with some company.”
Quinn nodded as though she fully understood what Maya was going through. She folded her hands behind her neck and let her head fall back, her chest jutting out so the sight of it captured Maya’s attention again. If Maya didn’t know any better, she’d think Quinn was doing it on purpose. On second thought, what did she know about Quinn? Not nearly enough to know if she was toying with her.
“When are you going back to the city?” Maya was suddenly very keen to know all about Quinn’s life.
“End of the month.” Quinn played with her wet hair. “I’m moving in with a friend.” She shook her head. “Rent in NYC is murder.”
“Where did you live before?”
Quinn expelled a deep breath of air. A shadow crossed her face. “With my girlfriend. Ex-girlfriend now. She kicked me out.” She paused to paint on a wry smile. “Thank goodness for hotel Hathaway in good old Milbury.”
“Sorry about that.”
“Well, it was her place, so…” She ruffled her hair and a few drops of water fell onto her shoulders.
“Were you and…” For the life of her, Maya couldn’t remember Brooke mentioning Quinn’s girlfriend’s name—or that they had recently split up. “Were you together a long time?”
“Coming up to a year.”
Quinn had been with her girlfriend for almost a year and Brooke had never even brought it up in conversation with Maya, even though they had shared plenty of bottles of wine in that time.
“Did you ever bring her home?”
With her bottom lip jutted out, Quinn shook her head slowly. “Mom, um, didn’t really approve of the relationship. Rach was older than me. She was my photography teacher. Too many red flags for Brooke to deal with.” She shrugged. “Anyway, it’s over now, so Mom doesn’t have to worry about inviting her over for Thanksgiving.”
“How much older?” It made sense now that Brooke hadn’t mentioned Quinn’s girlfriend.
“Rach is in her fifties. Big deal.” Quinn pulled her feet up onto the chair. “She’s also the fucking hottest woman I’ve ever met.”
Maya bit her tongue to avoid telling Quinn off for swearing, and frantically tried to remember how old Quinn was. When had she graduated high school? She couldn’t pinpoint the year, but surely Quinn was no older than twenty-five. Maya fully sympathized with Brooke on this, although this was not the time to let that be known.
“Did she break your heart?”
Quinn gave a one-shouldered shrug. “I don’t know. We spent the last two months in this draining cycle of endless fighting and make up sex. I’m honestly glad it’s over so I can focus my energy on something else.”
Maya didn’t know what to say to that. She was curious about this Rach, though. She was probably around the same age as Brooke, hence her disapproval of the relationship.
“It wasn’t the age difference that caused the break-up?” Maya was probably pushing it, but she was curious.
“When the woman you love is thirty years older than you, it’s going to have some consequences, I guess.”
Maya tried to imagine Tommy bringing home a woman thirty years older than him—a woman older than Maya. Purely on instinct, the thought was almost unbearable. She didn’t just understand Brooke’s reluctance to acknowledge Quinn’s former relationship; she fully agreed with it.
“Hey, it will only hurt for a while.” Above all else, Maya was a mother herself and soothing words came naturally to her. “It may not feel like that right now, but it’s reality.” Young people hardly ever took older and wiser people’s word for it. It was impossible. Some experiences had to be lived through before they could be accepted, let alone believed. “You’re still so young. How old are you now?”
“Twenty-four,” Quinn said. She dropped her legs, squared her shoulders, and took a deep breath. “My problem is that I just really, really, really like older women.” She looked straight into Maya’s eyes.
Again, Maya was at a loss for words. Not only because there simply was no quick response to this particular utterance from Quinn, but even more so because of the look Quinn was giving her.
Quinn chuckled. Maya wondered why she didn’t find her more obnoxious, but she didn’t. Even though Quinn made her feel a little uncomfortable, she didn’t mind. At least she was feeling something other than the self-pity she’d been about to drown in before Quinn had caught her attention.
“How about that cocktail I promised you?” Quinn jumped out of her chair. “May I invite you to the Hathaway house?” She pointed to the bush she’d earlier made her way through. “Unless you want it pool-side. Then I’ll just get the ingredients and I’ll be right back.”
“That would be nice.” Something held Maya back from following Quinn to her house. “I shall wait here with growing anticipation.”
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Read a sample of Seasons of Love
Chapter 1
I try to recline my seat, but as soon as I push the button and apply some pressure, I feel the knees of the passenger behind me resisting my attempt. Perhaps I should have listened to Miranda when she told me to book a business class ticket. “But this is not a business trip,” I’d said, to which she’d just responded with a sigh. Not that I would ever buy an overpriced ticket just to have some more room on any trip—or that I ever go on business trips.
“Some more wine, Ma’am?” a female member of the cabin crew asks.
“No, thank you.” I hand her my empty plastic cup. I’ve had two units already. Despite this being the start of a long overdue holiday, I won’t let go of my health principles so easily.
I close my eyes, the back of my seat straight again, and think about the two weeks of absolute nothingness stretching out in front of me.
“At the end of your life, you won’t wish you had worked more, Alice,” Miranda said a few months ago. “As your partner in this company, I demand you take three weeks off this summer.” She’d offered me her phone and had me flick through some pictures of blue skies and a stylish house a few minutes from the beach in Quinta do Lago. “Consider it booked. How does August 1st till August 21st sound?”
“Three weeks? Have you lost your mind?” I’d glared at her, but had difficulty keeping my gaze off her phone. The last picture she’d shown me was of the swimming pool, which was bathed in the most exquisite light, the water a reflection of all things summer. It didn’t help that she came to me with this on one of London’s more dreary days. “Fine, but it’ll have to be two weeks. Three is just ludicrous.”
Miranda had stretched out her hand and demanded we’d shake on the deal. Apart from a day here and there and a long weekend in Paris or down the coast in Cornwall, I’m not much of a holidaymaker. I’d rather work than spend too much time with my own thoughts, a work ethic that, in my humble opinion, has allowed Miranda to earn enough money to actually buy that house in the Algarve.
But Miranda got her wish and here I am. The plane is about to land at Faro airport.
After going through all airport shenanigans—another reason to only ever travel by car or train—I pick up my rental car and spread out the map over the steering wheel. The lady behind the counter said the car came with a sat nav, but I like to find my destination the old-fashioned way.
By the time I arrive at Miranda’s house, I’m more than ready for a dip in that pool. And I have to agree with her, because as I park my car in front of the house, a sense of summer, of intense leisure, comes over me. A sensation I’ve never experienced anywhere else. Not for a long while, anyway. I’m tired from the journey, but just arriving here engulfs me in an aura of relaxation.
The house looks every bit as stunning as in the pictures. It’s not overly big, but its white walls look picturesque against the blue of the sky, and the pool is surrounded by grass so green and lush, that someone must water it on a daily basis. I hope they won’t intrude on the complete privacy Miranda guaranteed me for the two weeks I’m taking up residence here.
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from 633 reviewsI'm not religious, but holy Jesus... this book was the first that I have read from this outstanding author and let me tell you, it is worth the read. The last time I woke up at 2am, unable to fall back asleep because I NEEDED to continue reading, I was a teen and the Harry Potter books were being released. I completed this book in 2 days and it concreted my opinion that I needed to buy more books from this author. I have taken advantage of all the free books she offers, but have also purchased more and so far they are all equally excellent. I am a book snob amd Harper Bliss has brought joy back to reading for me. The books are so good, I cannot put them down, and when I have to, they are all I think about. Absolutely phenomenal! This is the first author that I have ever thought "I need to meet this person!". At the same time, she has made me remember why I hate books.... they end. Books featuring lesbian characters are hard to come by ans I will be reading every single book this author has published. Outstanding.
I have read so many Harper Bliss books and have enjoyed every one. But, I LOVE this book. It's one of my all time favorites and is a frequently reread. My only regret is that I cannot read it again for the first time. I wish it were an audiobook so I could buy it again...
My first time reading Harper’s works and what a great sequence to go through. Love her style of writing and felt engaged in each book for its own uniqueness, yet the carry over of characters. I am now a HUGE fan! ❤️
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This is a superb bundle of books, great characters, great stories, covering many different tropes, I'm loving it, it was so easy as well to purchase, & straight to my library what more can you ask for, apart more of the same please Harper
I do love a good book that takes me to another place. This one from Harper is no exception.
Sun, sea and surfing mixed with a bit of drama.
What's not to like.
It's also good to have more than one story running at the same time.
Another great book from Harper
The Duet is a dazzling romance between two rock stars. Lana, the legendary rocker and Cleo, the up and coming rock star. They sizzle on stage singing a duet that not only rivets their audience but generates deep feelings between the two singers.
Harper Bli ss does not disappoint with the age-gap, steamy romance. This one kept me awake reading into the wee hours. Don’t miss this one!
Kevin and Kate have tried to have a baby for years with no success. Kevin’s way of coping is to completely renovate their already perfect house forcing Kate to have to move into her mother in law’s pool house. While Kev avoids Kate, Kate begins to spend time with his little sister Stella. Kate has always considered Stella to be a spoiled brat but quickly learns that Stella completely different than she’d always assumed. Stella and Kate begin to connect on a deeper level and a night of too much tequila sparks a passion neither was prepared for.
Kate and Stella are multidimensional characters who have been through a lot over the past few years. Kate’s journey to become a mother has been tortuous and her husband has cast her aside. She finds in Stella, not only a support system but a soulmate. Stella has been trying to get her big break in Hollywood, but it’s been a struggle. In Kate she, too, finds a support system and a soulmate.
Harper Bliss tells the story from both Stella and Kate’s first person points of view. This is an important aspect to the story because the reader is able to be a part of both characters’ feelings, emotions, and actions.
Falling in love with your brother’s wife is quite a taboo topic that most authors wouldn’t touch with a ten foot pole but Harper Bliss took on the challenge did a wonderful job. Through Stella and Kate she was able to show that sometimes the choices we make while socially unacceptable, are right for us. Sometimes we need to choose our own happiness even though we have to hurt the ones we love most.
This is a really well written book. I loved catching up with Faye and Ida, meeting Mary and Nathan, and being a part of Kate and Stella’s journey to happiness. While cheating is a major plot point in this book, our author has done an excellent job of showing the reality of the situation and handled it with care. Well done Harper Bliss! You’ve penned another winner!!
The two main protagonists met in college thirty years ago. They made plans for the future including marriage and children. They were happily in love for ten years…until one of them decided to cheat and fall in love with someone else. Twenty years later, they met at a mutual friend’s wedding. They were older, 50, but still possessed an underlying chemistry that was so much a part of their former lives. However, the betrayal and hurt was still something that could not be forgotten or forgiven.
As with many of this author’s works, her characters are interesting and deal with emotional issues. Throughout the story, one character’s emotional level was doing flip flops. She was struggling with her fiancée’s betrayal which occurred a few weeks before their wedding. Presently, she faced a dilemma: her heart was still struggling with that hurt and betrayal from that major event 20 years ago, her body was craving a former fiancée’s touch, and her brain was very indecisive about what she should do. This was an ongoing struggle for this character. While the indecisiveness was annoying at times, It was understandable how the character needed time to come to terms with her past hurt and trust issues in order to move forward.
The secondary characters were supportive and tried to intervene and get their friends back together again. But once again it was an ongoing emotional struggle throughout. However, this author knows how to resolve these emotional issues in a beautiful manner.
Overall, this was another entertaining and engaging book by Harbor Bliss.
Absolutely wonderful, another cracker by Harper Bliss! Just a lovely, romantic, glamorous love story that can give us all a little lift in these sober times. A must on your summer reading list.
I was given an advance review copy by the author in exchange for an honest review.
This is not your usual Hollywood romance and it’s very much a breadth of fresh air. Yes it is girl meets girl at a script read and there is an attraction but it’s far more complex than that. Nora is an introverted actress and Mimi an all out Mother with a bit of CEO on the side and a bit older too! They shouldn’t on paper work but, they can’t help but be drawn to each other. Drawing Nora out of her head and into the real world is the complex journey in this story but a family born of love for her, leads her on a new insight to life. Another brilliantly written piece of work from Harper Bliss. A very good read!