Dare to Kiss

The Maxwell Series, Book 1
by S.B. Alexander
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance

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His touch gave her hope.

Baseball phenom Lacey Robinson is stricken with nightmares and panic attacks after losing her mom and sister. A move across the country gives her renewed purpose and hope that she can again play her beloved sport. All she needs to do is try out for the boys’ baseball team. She’s focused and determined to accomplish her goal until she meets sexy Kade Maxwell. He’s a distraction she doesn’t need.

Kade Maxwell has worked tirelessly to keep his family together since the death of his baby sister. When he goes in search of his brother, he isn’t prepared to find a gun pointed at his head by one of the most beautiful girls he’s ever seen. Kade vows to win Lacey’s heart, but a violent rival from his past returns to town, putting his plans in jeopardy.

Lacey and Kade must dare to fight so they can forge a future together.

Intended for audiences 18+


I opened my glove compartment, grasped the handle of my nine-millimeter handgun, then slowly got out. The stranger seemed frozen. He stared at me as though he were contemplating his next move. I released a quiet breath, placing my free hand on the roof of my car and the other behind my back then met his gaze. All sense of where I was vanished in that moment. The copper eyes staring back at me made my whole body quiver and my brain seize.
Calm down. Calm down. Yeah, right. Between the sudden panic attacks that had become normal for me and trying hard to keep from blacking out, I was screwed.
Forget the tingles. My freaking belly had a thousand butterflies fluttering inside. I swallowed in order to get the saliva to coat my dry throat. Jeepers, I needed one of those five-gallon jugs of ice cold Gatorade that a team usually throws over the winning coach.
After a few more swallows, I decided to give my voice a shot. The last thing I wanted to do was show fear. Once I showed any sign of it, I was afraid he would grab me with those muscular arms and drag me screaming into the nearby woods, where he would kill me the way they killed my sister and mom.
“You…have a problem?” I asked. I didn’t think this guy was going to hurt me, but I couldn’t be sure. Regardless, I had the gun in my hand, and I was committed now.
“You need help?” the stranger asked as he stepped around the car toward me.
“I wouldn’t come any farther,” I warned. My fingers wound tightly around the handle of the gun. My muscles were tense enough to burst at any second.
When we moved to Massachusetts, I begged Dad to let me learn gun safety and how to shoot. Reluctantly, he’d only given in because I was going to be by myself on most nights, since he would be working at the club. So we joined the local gun club. No, I wasn’t supposed to be carrying a gun. I forgot to remove it from my car after practice this morning. If Dad found out, I’d be in a load of trouble.
“What are you doing out here all by yourself?” The guy stopped at the back edge of the car and turned his head left then right in quick succession.

Dare to Dream

The Maxwell Series, Book 2
by S.B. Alexander
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance

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The future is never carved in stone.

Bad boy Kade Maxwell knows the pain of loss. His sister’s death tore his family apart, and his life seemed destined to continue down a nightmarish path until he met Lacey Robinson. Her determination and dedication make him believe he can dream again.

Lacey longs for three things: a baseball scholarship with ASU, a future with Kade, and to find the person who killed her mom and sister. When a trip to California opens a door that could expose the killer, Kade’s and Lacey’s paths begin to diverge.

Kade will do anything to protect the woman he loves, even if it means trading his life for hers. Lacey vows to push through her demons and show Kade and her family that she has what it takes to rise above tragedy, even if she must run into the arms of a killer to save a loved one.

Highly recommended to read Dare to Kiss first.

Intended for audiences 18+



On a slow blink, my breath caught when I latched on to her sultry green eyes. Time stopped, and so did my heart. She held onto the moving stairs, her brown hair in a mass of waves spilling over her shoulders. Her skin had a sun-kissed glow, no doubt from the California sunshine. As I followed the length of her curves, my dick hardened. She wore those over-the-knee fuck-me boots I so loved. All I could picture was her on a bed with nothing on except those boots. I was so screwed. No way was I going to make it out of this airport.
Chill, man. Be a gentleman.
That was my problem. I didn’t want anything but rough. What with all the pent-up frustration over the last three days coupled with Pitt’s enlightening conversation and all the shit with Sullivan, I wanted to strip her naked and bury myself in her.
A middle-aged guy behind her was staring at Lacey like he wanted to attack her. Seriously? She was jail bait to him. Then my antenna went up, and Pitt’s words roared in my head. They’ll use Lacey as a pawn or worse. I straightened, ready to pounce and beat his face red to match his hair. Then he turned to the lady behind him and planted a chaste kiss on her lips. Relief washed through me as I switched my attention back to the most beautiful girl I’d ever seen.
She waved, and her tongue darted out before she touched her lips. I almost fell to the floor. Gone was the need to kill. In its place was a need that grew inside me like wildfire. I was going to explode if she didn’t get off that fucking escalator. A little old lady shuffled off first, taking her time. Damn, if she didn’t move, I was going to pick up the fragile woman and carry her off the thing.
Finally, the people in front of Lacey exited. As she drew closer, my heart fluttered, beat hard, stopped, beat again. I would’ve run to her like a love-struck dude, but my jeans were so fucking tight it hurt to move. She dropped her bag near my feet then jumped into my arms, wrapping those toned thighs around me.

Dare to Love

The Maxwell Series, Book 3
by S.B. Alexander
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance


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Risks are always worth taking.

Cocky Kelton Maxwell is an impossibly sexy and charming college playboy who’s set on attending Harvard Law. He has no interest in the trappings of romance. He only needs a prestigious internship at a highfalutin law firm to seal his application. But when a blast from his past shows up in Boston, his future is jeopardized. Kelton swore he would never put himself through heartache again. He would rather pledge his allegiance to the devil than drop to his knees to worship a woman, especially her.

Feisty Lizzie Reardon is on a mission to find the man who stole her inheritance. Her only lead sends her to an art class, where she finds the boy she left standing on the hot Texas pavement several years ago. She isn’t prepared to deal with Kelton, and she definitely isn’t ready to see him posing naked for a room full of students. Yet she can’t help but admire the boy who is now all man, hard, cut, and covered with colorful tattoos.

Kelton won’t dare to get close. Lizzie won’t dare to let him in. Can they both dare to love?

This book can be read as a stand alone. Intended for audiences 18+



I wasn’t about to tell Dillon that Kelton and I were childhood sweethearts. Or how I’d cried my eyes out, locked myself in my room, and didn’t eat for a week after we moved away. Or how I dreamed of him every night. No matter how scary a vibe Dillon gave me or what type of illegal business he was running, my business was my own. Sure, he could probably hurt me, even make me disappear, but I had to choose my battles at the moment, and sharing my childhood with him had no place in this conversation.
Dillon reached over the console and grabbed my arm. “Do you know him?” he asked, his tone dripping venom. “If it’s Kelton Maxwell, I’m not selling you shit. Rumor is he’s about to marry the daughter of the head of the Russian mob. I value my miserable life. If the mob gets wind my crew is selling guns under their noses, I’m dead. As well as my crew. Plus, if that isn’t enough, his older brother is mixed up with a gal who’s the granddaughter of some Italian mobster out of LA. You get me?”
My heartbeat dipped drastically at the thought of Kelton getting married. Actually, my stomach suddenly hurt as though I’d been sucker punched. I rolled my shoulders back. After I’d had a meltdown over moving away from Kelton, I’d put my life back together, sealing off a part of my heart that Kelton had stolen. I had to in order to help my sister, Gracie, overcome the tragic incident. Even more so when she committed suicide after two years of a life worse than hell. After her death, I focused on the positive things in life like she would’ve wanted me to.
“Chill, all right? I get you.” And you don’t want to get on my bad side either. I shrugged out of his hold.
I’d been on my own for two years. Protecting myself and handling thugs like him became second nature to me after I was attacked on the streets of Miami.
“You sure are confident and cocky for a chick. Maybe you should be working on my crew.” His features softened. “The guys wouldn’t know what hit them with someone like you.”
I laughed. “You want me to sell guns for you?”

Dare to Dance

The Maxwell Series, Book 4
by S.B. Alexander
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance


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Fighting is the only way to survive.

Single mom Ruby Lewis dreamed of becoming a ballerina. Instead of performing for the rich and famous, she’s swinging her fists at girls twice her size in filthy underground fights. Begging for her next meal, she often thinks of the only boy she ever cared about. But when he shows up at one of her fights, she’s not ready to run into his arms. Instead, she’s ready to go five rounds with him in the ring.

Hoping to sign with one of the biggest boxing promoters in the country, Kross Maxwell must maintain a near-perfect record. He can’t afford to lose any more bouts, but his head isn’t in the ring. To get back in the game, he goes in search of the girl he walked away from, the one who still owns his heart.

As Kross struggles for Ruby’s attention, and Ruby strives to get her daughter out of foster care, they both must let go of the past if they want any chance to build a family.

This book can be read as a stand alone. Intended for audiences 18+



“We have a looker,” I whispered.
“If you two are here to rob that house, it’s empty.” The teenage girl raised her voice as she tucked her shiny black hair behind her ears.
“Do we look like thieves?” Kody asked.
She sashayed her curvy hips through the weeds. “Kind of.” She giggled. “I’m Tasha.”
Okay, maybe we did. Kody and I were both dressed in jeans, boots, hooded sweatshirts, and knit caps. Normal attire for us.
“I’m Kross,” I said. “This is Kody. I’m looking for Ruby Lewis.”
She eyed Kody for a beat before settling her gaze on me. “I’m sorry I can’t help you. Shortly after the cops arrested her father four years ago, Ruby and her mom left.”
I wracked my brain, trying to remember what her father did for living, but I wasn’t sure Ruby had told me. I’d only met him once at one of her ballet recitals.
“Why did he go to jail?” Kody asked.
She lifted a shoulder. “Dealing drugs.”
Kody and I exchanged a what-the-fuck look.
Ruby’s messages toward the end had sounded desperate. “Kross, why won’t you call me back? I thought we were friends. I need you. I need to talk to you.”
“Any idea where Ruby might be?” I asked.
“Sorry, I don’t.” Her gaze lingered on Kody, who eyed me with a look that said he wanted to get out of there.
“Thanks for the info.” I started for my truck, feeling more like a dick. Ruby had wanted my help, and all I’d done was hit ignore on my phone.
Kody caught up to me. “Kross, did you know her old man dealt drugs?”
“No idea. Our family had our own problems back then. And Ruby didn’t talk too much about her parents. All I knew was her mom didn’t work.”
“Kross,” the girl called. “Are you Kross Maxwell?”
I pivoted on my heel in the middle of the street then angled my head.
She jogged across the lawn and stood on the curb. “Are you the father?”
My mouth fell open. “Come again?”
She looked back at Ruby’s house then at me. “Ruby was pregnant when they left.”
The neighborhood narrowed to nothing—no sound, no light, just a black hole. Kody dragged me out of the street as a car sped past. My heart was beating so fast, it was bruising my ribs.

About S.B. Alexander

S.B. Alexander is a bestselling romance author. Her books are filled with stories that tug at your heart, and are filled with romance, drama, action and suspense. As much as she loves to write, she also loves to read. Some of her favorite authors growing up were Stephen King and Edgar Allen Poe. She stills enjoy reading Stephen King. In fact, she loves most genres, although in the past three years she has gravitated toward the romance genre, which is when she started her journey to write her first book. Her motto: write what you love to read.

Aside from writing, she’s a huge sports fan, in particular, baseball. Since she hails from New England, she is a diehard Red Sox fan. She’s also a navy veteran and former math teacher, and for the last twenty years she’s spent her career in the corporate world, coaching, teaching, and selling.

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