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Hi my loves,

You know I’ve always had a soft spot for second-chance romance.

Forever Flames took me all the way back to that sweet, spark-filled beginning when everything felt possible and forever meant forever.

Before it all fell apart…Stevie and Padraig were in it.

Deep. Full of passion, mischief, and the kind of heady connection making you ache for your own first love.

I had so much fun writing this phase of their story. Late-night jam sessions, whispered dreams, and the type of coming-of-age love you think will last forever.

If you’ve ever been in love at the wrong time…

If you’ve ever known someone was yours before you could say it out loud…

Forever Flames is for you.

Here’s a little excerpt to entice you:

“Don’t be an ass.” Padraig laces up his boots. “Let’s go. You might actually enjoy yourself.”

“Doubt it,” Liam drones, sliding on a black beanie.

I take point, leading them down the narrow stairwell of the dorm. The party’s ten blocks off-campus, in a rickety rental. It probably used to be a frat house before it got excommunicated.

Padraig grips my hand as we approach the house. “Thanks for arranging this.”

“No worries. Rumor has it, the lead guitarist once opened for Modest Mouse,” I offer helpfully.

It’s enough to get Liam’s interest, even if he pretends otherwise.

The porch sags under the weight of us. Inside it’s like a dive bar—sticky floors, thrift-store couches shoved against the walls, strands of dying Christmas lights casting everything in a weirdly colorful haze. Bass pulses through the floorboards like a second heartbeat.

Padraig grins and slings his arm casually around my back. His fingers brush my waist. “You sure this isn’t a rave?”

“Wrong kind of bassline.” I lean up for a kiss.

He cups my face and plants one on me in the middle of a room full of strangers. I melt against his chest, content and happy.

Even in a new environment, I’m always comfortable when I’m with the two people I’m closest to in the world. Bailey once asked me how I ever chose Padraig over Liam. Which is funny to me. Obviously, I love them both deeply. Liam burns hot and fast. Even as a kid, he was sharp edges and swagger. Dangerous. Unpredictable.

Padraig, on the other hand, has always been mine. Quieter. Steadier. Persistent. Safe. Our friendship morphed slowly from childhood playmates to best friends.

“For someone who didn’t want to come, he’s diving right in.” Padraig gestures to Liam, who’s in front of the makeshift stage where a girl with ink-black hair is yowling into a mic.

Her voice is scratchy in a way people mistake for edgy. It works, though. The guitarist’s decent. Drummer’s loud and showy, all biceps. Padraig and I hover at the edge of the room. He analyzes the band with the same hyper-focused intensity he uses to ace his exams—or figure out song structures.

“They’re decent.” Padraig rubs his chin.

I nod. “They’ve got a look.”

“A lot of style over substance.” He scrunches up his nose. “I’m not a fan of the arrogance.”

“They’re tight. And confident enough to fill a room like this,” I counter.

“Okay, fair.” Padraig nods, soaking it in.

Liam looks like he wants to be on stage more than he wants to breathe. He takes it all in, scanning the room like it’s a battlefield. Sizing up the soundboard. Calculating what he’d do different.

He wants this. To have his own moment.

Padraig leans down, his breath warm against my ear. “I love to see him inspired. It makes me happy.”

He’d never say it, but I feel it. Something’s cracked open in him too. Pure enthusiasm. Radiating off him like static. He’s not watching, he’s wanting.

Maybe I was wrong earlier. This could be his calling.

God, I’m glad I dragged them here.

“Glad we came?”

He nods. “Yeah. Feels like the start.”

He’s right.

It is.

This is the beginning of everything.

❤️ Kaylene

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Hi beautiful readers,

If you’ve read Fearless, you already know Connor. If you’ve devoured the Charming Irish series, you’ve met the rest of the McGloughlin brothers, Cillian, Brennan and Seamus.

You’ve felt the chaos. The loyalty. The heartbreak.

But what about the twins?

Padraig and Liam have always been the mysterious ones. Musicians. Rockstars. Brothers with secrets that no one talks about. Not even at Sunday dinner.

Well, Forever Flames is where everything changes.

This is Padraig’s story. A second-chance, slow-burn, friends-to-lovers romance that stretches across twenty years. It’s messy. Beautiful. Raw. Full of grief, healing, and the kind of love that never dies.

Stevie was his first kiss. First time. First heartbreak. His forever flame.

This book means everything to me. I finally got to show you what shaped these men into who they are while planting the seeds for Hushed Harmony (Liam’s story, coming soon).

Balancing both books nearly broke me, but it also brought the entire McGloughlin family full circle.

Stevie and Padraig’s journey will hopefully punch you in the heart and leave you breathless. They’re soulmates, no question. The only thing in their way is everything.

Are you ready to dive in! For my newsletter readers, here is the first chapter of Forever Flames. It’s emotional, immersive, and sets the tone for the entire book.

Ready to burn?

Kaylene

Chapter 1 – Padraig
Fifteen years prior

Sunlight cuts across the scarred lockers in long strips, exposing scratches and old tape marks like battle wounds.

Down by the library, somebody blasts Lil’ Wayne from their phone. A pack of pimply freshmen argue over some bullshit at the stairwell. A couple of cheerleaders giggle conspiratorially when they emerge from the restroom.

Everything is familiar. It should feel like every other Friday. Except it isn’t and never will be again.

As I contemplate how the hell my life has been completely upended, I lean against Stevie Hayes’ locker with my arms crossed. I tap my toe to a rhythm I don’t recognize at first until I realize it’s one of our songs.

One Connor, Liam, and I wrote a few months ago before the accident.

My phone pings. Liam.

Dar, move your arse.

Fuck it. He can wait a goddamn minute.

Stevie’s late again. Always late. Probably rescuing a freshman who’s lost. Or charming the debate teacher into thinking it’s his idea to let her drop the class.

She’s the kind of girl people sense when she walks into a room. Striking without trying to be. Honey-blonde hair touches her shoulders in messy waves. Her expressive brown eyes always seem like they’re holding something back. Her beauty’s effortless, grounded in raw creativity and emotional depth.

Without her, I’d never have survived these past couple months. I’ll admit it, my longtime crush has turned into something…more.

My phone buzzes again. I don’t bother looking because the doors at the end of the hallway bang open and Stevie barrels toward me. A tiny tornado of torn jeans and stubborn light. Her t-shirt’s knotted at the waist. She sees me and smiles like I’m the only person in the hallway.

Something knocks sideways inside my chest.

She slips between the couples making out next to me and stops in front of her open locker, breathless and grinning. “Seriously, McGloughlin?”

I push off the metal. “Apparently, you need a lesson in security clearance.”

“Security clearance?” She jabs me in the ribs with her books. “You suddenly running some underground locker mafia?”

“Might be a good way to earn a few bucks.” I grab her stuff before she drops it, flipping open her notebook. Her notes are chaos but organized in some random highlighted way. “You crack me up with your color-coding.”

“Fuck you. It helps me think.” Stevie shrugs as she reaches around me to grab her jacket. “Don’t mock the process.”

I hand the notebook back together with my sketchbook she safeguards for me. Her fingers brush mine.

Static. Electricity. Something.

No. Everything.

She’s been my—our—best friend since we were all seven years old. I haven’t told her my feelings have changed but I’m pretty sure she feels the same way.

Liam knows, of course. I don’t need to say a word. We’re telepathic in a way.

I’m not sure he’s happy about this turn of events, though.

“Dar. Let’s fuckin’ go.” Liam’s hoodie is half-zipped. His backpack is slung over one shoulder. His hair’s a mess. Dark mood on full display.

People always say we look exactly alike. We’re twins, so it’s true, but also not so much.

Liam’s a storm. I’m the calm before.

“Nice of you to show up,” Liam mutters, kicking his heel off the bottom of her locker.

Stevie flashes him a too-bright smile. Swings the door shut with her hip like she owns the place. “Aww, you missed me grump-a-lumps.”

“We were supposed to peace out last period,” he directs his comment toward me.

I glance up at him. “I had chemistry.”

“You were going to ditch me?” Stevie rolls her eyes, reaches into her back pocket and pulls out a crinkled letter. “Oh, and by the way. I applied to Wazzu. You’re not getting rid of me yet, Liam.”

His face doesn’t change. Other than the tiniest twitch at the edge of his mouth. He’s not mad at her. He’s mad at the world and how fucked up everything is.

“Congrats,” he sneers.

Undaunted, she turns to me and tugs on my sleeve, eyes shining. “Well?”

“Fuck yeah.” Unlike Liam, my heart fills to the brim. Full of a thousand possibilities I can’t name. “Let’s keep the party going.”

“Can we get outta here?” Liam growls.

Stevie flips him off, loops her arm through mine and drags me toward the doors. He follows, slowly. A shadow trailing at the edge.

Outside, Da’s original McGloughlin Construction truck with the dented fender sits crooked across the white line. This morning, we were pathetically late so it was more of an abandonment than a parking job.

Stevie yanks open the passenger door and climbs in without hesitation. Middle seat. Liam slides into the driver’s seat, slamming the door hard enough to shake the frame. I take my place on the passenger side.

Stevie wiggles to get comfortable, settling back against the seat with my sketchbook jammed between her knees, causing her leg to press against mine. I don’t move. Don’t breathe. When we turn on to our street, she leans forward to adjust the vent. Her vanilla scent surrounds me.

“Mom made spaghetti.” Stevie glances between us. “And brownies. You should come over. Bring the boys.”

“Nah, I’ve got a thing,” Liam scoffs as the truck creaks to a stop in front of our house which is next door to Stevie’s. “Get the fuck out, kids. I’m taking the truck.”

He doesn’t wait for approval. The second our feet hit the ground, Liam peels out, gravel pinging the curb.

Stevie stands beside me, arms around my sketchbook like a shield. She’s not looking at her house. She’s looking at me.

“Dinner?” Her voice tilts. Hopes. “You can draw a bit in peace.”

I’m not letting an opportunity to hang out with her slip by. “Aye. First, I should eat with the lads. I’ll come over after they’re settled.”

“Makes sense.” Stevie abruptly turns toward the steps to her house.

Shit. Three steps and I’m beside her again. “Wait.”

She freezes. Doesn’t speak. Doesn’t run, either.

I catch her wrist. Light. Careful.

She turns halfway and her brown eyes peer up at me. Before I can stop myself, my lips graze hers. Not soft. Or gentle. Every ounce of pent-up sexual frustration I’ve kept at bay is unleashed.

Screw the friend-zone. I want Stevie in the fuck-zone.

My tongue twines with hers. My sketchbook hits the porch with a slap when she wraps her arms around my neck. My hands find her waist, then her back, then up into her hair. Every part of her burns into me.

After a moment, I pull away, barely enough to check in on her. “You good with this?”

“Wow. Padraig. Are you sure?” she pants, pink-cheeked, eyes wide.

“Fuck, yeah I’m sure, Stevie. I’ve been waiting to kiss you forever.” I press my forehead against hers. “Since the day you wore the American flag bikini at the Fourth of July barbecue.”

She laughs. “Four years ago? We were twelve.”

“Well, I’m a slow burner.” I kiss her again. Then I step back. “The faster I check on them, the faster I get back.”

“Okay.” I feel her watching me as I dash up the steps to my house.

Our kiss is buzzing on my lips when I push through the front door. The smell of Ma’s beef and barley stew wafts through the air. Shocking. It’s been weeks since she’s cooked. I didn’t expect her to be home. My stomach growls.

Connor’s on the couch with the remote, one ankle balanced on his knee, eyes flicking between the match on screen. My oldest brother nods when he sees me.

“You good here for a bit?” I keep my voice low. “I was thinking I’d head to Stevie’s. I’ll keep my phone on me. If you need—”

Connor shakes his head, quick. “Nah. Go ahead, take the night off. Ma wanted to cook for the wee ones. Da’s obviously at the hospital.”

“You sure? I’m happy to stay and help out.”

“Aye.” His tired eyes find mine. “Check in later.”

I nod, then head into the kitchen.

Ma’s stew is cooling on the stove, dark and rich. Not able to resist, I ladle out a full bowl, tear off a thick slice of soda bread and wolf it down standing by the sink. It’s perfect. Filling. Familiar.

I rinse the bowl, set it in the drying rack, and grab my hoodie from the back of the chair. When I pass through the living room again, Connor’s fast asleep so I slip out the door to my destination.

The Hayes’ porch light glows soft as a candle against the dark. Stevie opens the door before I can knock. Like she was waiting.

She’s changed into pajama shorts and an oversized navy sweatshirt I’m almost sure used to be mine. Her hair’s up in a messy floof of blonde. Bare feet. No makeup.

The most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.

“Hey.” She steps aside to let me in.

I walk through like I’ve done a hundred times, pretending my entire world didn’t tilt sideways the second I kissed her.

Her house smells like laundry and brownies and whatever candle her mom always lights after dinner. The TV is on in the living room. I recognize the voices from some British teen show she makes me and Liam watch with her.

We sit close on the couch. Stevie tucks her legs under her, arms looped around her knees. The hem of my sweatshirt falls low on her thighs. I shift beside her. Try not to stare.

Fail.

I know every inch of this room from the crooked family photos to the chipped corner of the coffee table. How her dad’s slippers always end up under the recliner. I know every inch of Stevie too. She bites the inside of her cheek when she’s nervous, like now. Always hums along with the credits, even when she doesn’t realize it.

What I don’t know is how to pretend tonight is the same as any other night.

How can I when the air crackles between us?

“The brothers good?” She leans against me.

“Aye.” My eyes are fixed on the screen. I have no idea what to do next. “Seamus was reading in his bed. Cillian and Brennan were fighting over the Xbox. Nothing new.”

Her hand finds mine. “They’re lucky. Having you.”

“Bollocks. They need my ma. I’m the stand-in until Da gets home from the hospital.” I squeeze her fingers.

“You’re more than that.” Her head tilts up to mine. “You take care of everyone.”

I shift to face her. “I haven’t stopped thinking about earlier.”

“Me either.” She leans forward as her fingers curl into the hem of my shirt.

It starts slow. A kiss meant to ease us into this new skin we’re trying on. Then her hands are in my hair, and my arms are around her waist, pulling her into my lap like she belongs there.

“You kiss like you drum.” She presses her cheek to mine. “Sexy. Fast, loud, a little chaotic.”

Jesus God. My dick fills to capacity.

“I can slow down.” I hover my lips against hers.

Her pussy presses against the hard line of my cock through my jeans, and I have to squeeze my eyes shut not to lose it. Her hands slide under my shirt, fingertips gliding up my ribs. My skin tightens, every nerve lit. “I don’t want you to. Joni’s in her room. Ziggy’s playing video games. My parents are already in bed. They won’t bother to check on us.”

Stevie yanks the sweatshirt over her head, tossing it to the floor without a second thought. Holy fucking shit. I can see the outline of her dusky nipples through her sheer bra.

Good God, man. Do. Not. Come. In. Your. Pants.

“Padraig.” She unhooks her bra behind her back, letting the straps fall from her shoulders. When it drops to the couch, I forget how to breathe.

Her tits are full and high and perfect with those pink buds puckered tightly into little bullets. Unable to stop myself, I cup her breast and drag my thumb across the peak, then duck my head and close my mouth around it. She gasps and grinds her hips against mine, fisting in my hair.

“I’ve wanted this forever,” she mewls. “Haven’t you?”

“Aye.” I crash my mouth to hers.

We’re a mess after that, fumbling with zippers and buttons. Quietly laughing through our clumsiness until things turn desperate again. She shoves her pajama bottoms down, catching her panties halfway around her thighs, then kicks them off completely.

“Holy fuck.” My eyes lock in on her glistening pussy covered by only a wisp of blonde hair.

With only porn to guide me, I kneel between Stevie’s legs and drag my tongue through her folds. She’s delicious. Sweet. Tangy. My tongue explores everywhere, slow and deep until I find her little clit. Experimenting, I suck on it then flick it with the tip of my tongue until she’s panting and shaking. Her thighs clamp around my ears and she moans into the cushion.

“Shhhh—” Her parents might be cool but I don’t want to risk them interrupting the single greatest night of my life.

I manage to shove my jeans and boxers down, grabbing the condom I’ve carried for years. My cock springs free, thick and already leaking. She watches as I tear the wrapper open with shaking fingers and roll it over my length.

Settling between her legs, I guide the tip of my cock to her entrance, pressing in slow and steady.

Her breath catches sharp and I freeze. ”Stevie, are you okay? We can stop…”

“No. Go slow. You know it’s my first time.” She grips my shoulders and urges me on.

“Shit. I’m sorry. It’s mine too.” I hesitate for a second before I push in again.

Gradually. Inch by inch. Her body takes me, tight and trembling. I have to grit my teeth against the need to rut into her. When I’m buried to the hilt, I cage her upper body with my forearms. “You feel…fuck. Stevie, you feel unbelievable.”

“I’m so full. Should you move?” Her nails rake down my back as she shifts her hips, testing the stretch.

Yes. Yes, I should. Careful at first until her quiet moans turn needy. Then faster as her legs hook around me. Her pussy grips my cock on every thrust, wet and hot and fucking perfect.

She comes first, mouth falling open, body arching hard. She says my name like it’s the only word that matters. I follow a second later, hips jerking, cock pulsing deep inside the condom.

We stay tangled together, skin slick, hearts thudding.

No fear.

No holding back anymore.

No pretending we were ever meant for anyone else.

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If you crave grumpy rock stars, fierce heroines who refuse to back down, and second chances burning hotter the second time around, then it’s time to dive into Connor’s story.

Fearless isn’t only a romance. It’s the spark lighting the fuse for everything to come.

When Connor collides with Ronni, passion and drama roar to life, creating the kind of ride-or-die love no one walks away from. While Connor steals your heart, you’ll also meet the McGloughlin brothers (the Charming Irish) in all their raw, unforgettable glory.

Don’t miss out on the origin story before Forever Flames hits at the end of the year!

From September 18 through September 22, Fearless is completely FREE in eBook form.

This is your backstage pass to the Less Than Zero world. Grab it now, binge it hard, and prepare for Padraig’s book, Forever Flames.

👉 Claim Fearless Free

VIOLET CROWN AUTHOR EVENT

If you’re near Austin this weekend, come see me at the Violet Crown Author Event. I’ll be signing, chatting, and celebrating romance with readers who love a story that makes your pulse race.

Rock on,

Kaylene

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It’s finally here!

Boarding Pass is out in the world and I couldn’t be more excited to share Miles and Sophie’s whirlwind romance with you.

You might remember Miles Stojanović, the brooding tech billionaire and fiercely loyal twin brother from The Flirt Alert. In Boarding Pass, he trades spreadsheets for soul-searching and a one-way ticket to Paris, where a spilled glass of wine and a beautiful stranger named Sophie Dumond change everything.

Sophie’s a celebrated photographer with a bruised heart, trying to find her spark again. Miles is a man who thought he had it all, until he meets her.

What starts as one night of laughter and connection becomes an unexpected journey… straight into forever.

I love this book so much because it’s about risk, joy, healing, and chemistry that can’t be denied.

It’s inspired by my own love of travel and my own “chance encounter” with my Irish soulmate. (Though it was spilled Guinness, not wine…)

Haven’t grabbed your copy yet? Now’s the perfect time!

Get Boarding Pass today

What’s Next?

I’ve got THREE new books coming out before the end of 2025 and one more just in time for Valentine’s Day 2026 (cue the swoons)! Keep an eye out for the conclusion of my Charming Irish series and other steamy surprises (including the announcement of a new series…)

You won’t want to miss a thing.

Gratitude and Heartfelt Thanks

Whether you’ve been here since Less Than Zero or are just meeting my characters for the first time, thank you. Your support, reviews, and messages mean the world to me.

Let’s raise a glass of Bordeaux to taking chances, falling in love, and always booking the trip.

With so much love,

Kaylene Winter

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It’s finally here!

Boarding Pass is out in the world and I couldn’t be more excited to share Miles and Sophie’s whirlwind romance with you.

You might remember Miles Stojanović, the brooding tech billionaire and fiercely loyal twin brother from The Flirt Alert. In Boarding Pass, he trades spreadsheets for soul-searching and a one-way ticket to Paris, where a spilled glass of wine and a beautiful stranger named Sophie Dumond change everything.

Sophie’s a celebrated photographer with a bruised heart, trying to find her spark again. Miles is a man who thought he had it all, until he meets her.

What starts as one night of laughter and connection becomes an unexpected journey… straight into forever.

I love this book so much because it’s about risk, joy, healing, and chemistry that can’t be denied.

It’s inspired by my own love of travel and my own “chance encounter” with my Irish soulmate. (Though it was spilled Guinness, not wine…)

Haven’t grabbed your copy yet? Now’s the perfect time!

Get Boarding Pass today

What’s Next?

I’ve got THREE new books coming out before the end of 2025 and one more just in time for Valentine’s Day 2026 (cue the swoons)! Keep an eye out for the conclusion of my Charming Irish series and other steamy surprises (including the announcement of a new series…)

You won’t want to miss a thing.

Gratitude and Heartfelt Thanks

Whether you’ve been here since Less Than Zero or are just meeting my characters for the first time, thank you. Your support, reviews, and messages mean the world to me.

Let’s raise a glass of Bordeaux to taking chances, falling in love, and always booking the trip.

With so much love,

Kaylene Winter

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You know the type. The tech genius. The emotionally unavailable loner. The one who builds a billion-dollar gaming empire and still feels like something’s missing.

That’s Miles Stojanović.

But beneath his designer hoodies and sharp mind is a man who aches for connection. When he sells his company and finds himself in Paris with nothing but a carry-on and an identity crisis, the last thing he expects is Sophie Dumond. She’s vibrant. Grounded. A complete surprise.

She turns his world inside out in the best possible way.

From Backup Brother to Book Boyfriend

If Miles sounds familiar, you may remember him from The Flirt Alert. He’s the guy who nearly blew a gasket when he walked in on his twin sister Shay kissing his best friend Austin.

Yep. Miles Stojanović. AKA: Mr. “Hands-Off-My-Sister,” king of the death glare, secret softie under all that ice.

Well guess what? Miles finally gets his own story in Boarding Pass. Full of sparks, swoon, and a spontaneous trip across Europe with a woman who challenges everything he thought he knew about love.

Turns out, it only takes one spilled glass of wine in Paris to send a man spiraling straight into his heart.

If you loved him as Shay’s fiercely protective twin, you’re going to fall for him as Sophie’s unexpected soulmate.

Haven’t met him yet? Catch his first explosive entrance in The Flirt Alert then grab Boarding Pass to watch him fall—hard.

👉 Grab your copy of Boarding Pass here!

With love,

Kaylene

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Readers, thought I’d send out a quick note today because I’m so excited to officially reveal the cover for my upcoming novella, Boarding Pass, the first in my brand-new Hearts Without Borders series—launching September 5!

This is not your average travel romance.

It’s steamy, swoony, emotionally charged, and packed with passport-stamped tension.

She’s in Paris to chase a dream and start over.

He’s in Paris to escape burnout and feel something real.

Neither of them expected each other.

Boarding Pass is a globetrotting escape with serendipitous spark, off-the-charts chemistry, and just the right amount of wild decisions. Think dirty talk in French bars, sunrise sex in five-star suites, and one kiss that rewrites everything.

If you’ve read The Flirt Alert, you already know Miles—the brilliant, broody twin who built a gaming empire and walked away from it all. This is his story. And it’s a trip you won’t want to miss.

Don’t you ADORE the cover? Shout out to Kate Farlow who designed all of the covers for this series! Pre-order it here!

Want to read my books before they release?

I’m inviting passionate romance readers to join my ARC Team, where you’ll get early access to my upcoming books in exchange for honest reviews and a little help spreading the word!

Whether you’ve been with me since Endless or you’re new to the wild world of my rockstars, rebels, and Irish charmers, this is your chance to get a front-row seat to every steamy twist and emotional turn.

Perks of joining:

Early access to new releasesSneak peeks and exclusive bonus scenesA front-line role in my book launch communityAll the bragging rights

If you love swoony heroes, fierce heroines, and stories that stay with you, I’d love to have you.

Apply now to join my ARC Team and be part of the behind-the-scenes magic.

Apply here: https://forms.gle/3FdDjkM9uh6Gypd59 

With love (and lots of Eiffel Tower kisses),

Kaylene

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Hello my fabulous readers!

What started as a fun, sexy little idea, a strangers-to-lovers story set on a whirlwind trip to Paris has become something so much more personal. This book is my love letter to Paris, and the first stop in a series I’ve dreamed of writing for years.

Hearts Without Borders is a collection of destination romance novellas featuring characters from my previous books who lose themselves, and find love, in some of the most magical places in the world.

For me, travel has always been about discovery. Getting on a plane, leaving behind the noise, and being open to something unexpected.

Paris is a place where everything sharpens and softens at the same time. The air is different. The vibe is romantic. A place where you start to believe in impossible things.

The first book in the series is called Boarding Pass, featuring Miles (from The Flirt Alert) and Sophie. It’s short, steamy, and full of Parisian pulse.

In  case you missed it in the last newsletter, here’s more about Boarding Pass:

Love wasn’t on the itinerary. He crashed the trip.

I’m in Paris with an offer for a career-making solo photography exhibit.

I should be floating on champagne and designer euphoria.

Instead, I’m single and alone at a Tom Selleck-themed wine bar, wondering if thirty-two is too young to start over.

Then he walks in.

Messy hair, leather jacket, and a smile I feel in places I haven’t for years.

One accidental wine spill and soul-shaking kiss later…

I’m about to make the most impulsive decision of my life.

I sold my company for freedom, not to get tied down.

Working like a fool is all I’ve ever known.

I need a hard reset. No expectations. No itinerary. Just a one-way ticket to Paris and a suitcase full of unresolved shit.

Then I see her.

A knockout with wine-stained lips and eyes that could undo a man.

Our connection is instant, magical, and impossible to ignore.

I didn’t come here to fall in love.

But I’m starting to think Paris had other plans.

Boarding Pass has some fun tropes you’ll love:

✔️ Meet Cute
✔️ Travel Romance
✔️ Opposites Attract
✔️ Love at First Sight

WANT TO READ IT FIRST – JOIN MY ARC TEAM

This is your final call to join the ARC team for Boarding Pass.

If you want to get your hands on Miles and Sophie’s story early and help launch the series—now’s your moment. Sign up here!

LET’S MEET SOMETIME!

I have two signings left this year!

Violet Crown Author Event – September 20 in Austin, TX
Love N Vegas – October 17–18 in Las Vegas, NV

Exclusive swag. Pictures with me (and Phalen and maybe some surprise guests!)

Preorder here!

Meet miles in The Flirt Alert here.

That’s all for today, I can’t wait for you to meet Miles and Sophie.

With love,

Kaylene

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Get ready for a bold new way to fall for the McGloughlins

If you know me, you know my personal aesthetic tends to run a little moodier. Black, bold, and beautiful has always been my go-to.

So it’s no surprise I’ve been dreaming up something extra special for my Charming Irish paperbacks.

Today, I’m finally revealing it.

Meet the Black Covers. Sleek, sophisticated alternatives to the original clean, white paperbacks. These discreet editions still hold all the steam, swoon, and family drama you love but are now wrapped in a darker, sexier vibe.

Starting with Tender Temptation, each book in the series will soon be available in either white or black. Collect one set or both!

They’ll be available very soon, so stay tuned.

With gratitude,

Kaylene

P.S. I’d love to invite you to join my personal ARC team, the Backstage Krew. If you’d like early access to my books, sneak peeks, and a behind-the-scenes experience, sign-ups are open now for a limited time. I’d be thrilled to have you join me. Sign up here!

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It’s hard to believe but it’s been five whole years since I hit publish on ENDLESS, the very first book in my Less Than Zero series. What started as a rockstar romance with a broken boy and a brave girl has grown into an entire world filled with love, longing, healing, and heat.

Back in 2020, in the midst of Covid, I had no idea where this journey would take me. I just knew I had to tell Ty and Zoey’s story. I never imagined how many readers would fall for them and for Jace, Connor, and Zane right along with them.

Your messages, your reviews, your support at signings, it’s been nothing short of magic.

In five years, we’ve:

Launched a bestselling seriesTraveled the world through these charactersExpanded into spinoff series (Hate to Love You, Charming Irish, and now Hearts without Borders!)Shared laughter, steam, and plenty of tearsBecome friends with authors who inspired me to begin in the first placeBuilt a community that truly feels like home

If you’ve been here since ENDLESS, thank you for taking a chance on me. If you’ve joined along the way, I’m so glad you’re part of this ride.

In celebration of my 5-year author anniversary, I’m giving you a gift…

ENDLESS, Ty and Zoey’s unforgettable love story is FREE from June 26–30 on Amazon!

If you’ve never started the Less Than Zero series, now’s the perfect time to dive in. And if you’ve already read it—maybe it’s time for a swoony reread!

Grab it here!
And don’t forget to tell a friend!

Here’s to five years of stories and to so many more to come.

With all my heart,

Kaylene

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