{English Translation New Release Blitz} Love at Last Series by A.S. Kelly

Last Call Series: Love at Last #1
on May 1st, 2020
Genres: Fiction, Adult, Romance, Contemporary
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Allow me to introduce myself.

My name is Niall Kerry. I’m almost forty years old, and I’m drowning in something that begins with ‘S’ – it doesn’t quite seem appropriate to write it down here.

After a lifetime out on a sports field, living as a champion – as someone who never had to ask for anything – I’ve suddenly found myself starting from scratch. I’m living in the middle of nowhere with my parents, I’m jobless, and I have a teenage daughter who hates me. Oh, and I have to try and regain the trust of everyone I know.

It’s not easy to convince people that, deep down, you’re not so bad; that you’re no longer that troublesome kid they once knew.
It’s not easy to work my way into the heart of my favourite headmistress, Jordan. It’s especially difficult when she wants nothing to do with me.

But you know what? I’m not the kind of guy who just sits back and accepts defeat, or who stops at the small print at the bottom of the page. I’m someone who plays right until the final whistle.

And when her heart is on the line, I’m ready to make my strict, sexy headmistress an offer she can’t refuse.

About Last Night by A.S. Kelly
Series: Love at Last #2
on October 20th, 2020
Genres: Fiction, Adult, Romance, Contemporary
Pages: 595
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Allow me to introduce myself.

My name is Tyler Hayes, and I’m a fireman.

Sorry to already disappoint you, but I’m not the person you think I am.

My charming uniform and seductive smile have caused nothing but trouble, and my not-so-honourable reputation, which I used to be so proud of, has kept me away from the one person I wanted to spend the rest of my life baking cookies for; my sweet, beautiful, slightly crazy Miss White.

I guess now I need to tell the whole story.

At forty years old, following years of self-sabotage, I’ve suddenly found myself admitting that I know absolutely nothing. Maybe my friend Niall was right when he told me to accept the process and just grow up. And now it's too late; I’ll never be able to keep her close to me. All that’s left to do is watch helplessly – but deservedly – as my world comes tumbling down around me.

One Last Kiss by A.S. Kelly
Series: Love at Last #3
on August 20th, 2021
Genres: Fiction, Adult, Romance, Contemporary
Pages: 500
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RIAN

Allow me to introduce myself.

My name is Rian Kerry, and I’m in huge trouble.

This is how it happened: I had a crush. You know those teenage crushes, which I’m sure you’ve all experienced, too. It was that kind of crush that makes your knees tremble, that makes you blush violently and stammer when you’re with that person. One of those crushes that you assume you’ll just grow out of, the way the seasons change.

The problem is that my crush didn’t go anywhere. Actually, it only got worse, transforming into something absurd and unbearable, which no one could seem to understand.

Especially not him.

Because he’s off-limits. He’s barricaded himself within his walls, from a sense of fear and guilt. He’s locked up his heart forever, and seems to have no intention of letting anyone in ever again.

My friends, Jordan, Anya, and Holly, say that he just needs a little push. They say that he needs to learn to believe again.

But I don’t think he’ll ever be ready, because he simply doesn’t want to be.

He doesn’t want to believe.

Not in something like us.

PARKER

Allow me to introduce myself.

My name is Parker Hayes, and I’m an idiot.

Yep, you heard me right. I’m a real idiot. And, I swear, that’s putting it lightly.

But I’m a lot of other things, too. I’m a fireman, and a single father to two cheeky, hyperactive six-year-old twins. I’m a brother to Tyler, another fireman – and another idiot – who always seems to stick his nose into my business. I’m a kind-of friend to Niall, yet another idiot with nothing to do but barge into my life, uninvited.

Let’s get back to the point, here: the reason I’m an idiot.

Well, it’s pretty simple. I’ve lost my mind. Literally. It happened again. I fell for it. With my head, with my body, and with the heart I was sure I’d never be able to piece back together after another inevitable disaster.

The problem is that she’s not like the others.

She bakes cakes with my daughters, laughs with them, and shows them her magic bag. They’re crazy about her.

And so am I.

And now she knows it, and I know it, and everyone around us knows it. But I can’t take that step. I can’t let everything go to start over.

I can’t live through this again – because this time, I won’t be left standing.

Not if she’s the one to break my heart.

The Last One by A.S. Kelly
Series: Love at Last #4
on July 25th, 2022
Pages: 482
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ANYA

Allow me to introduce myself.

My name is Anya O’Donnell, and I’d like to declare myself guilty beyond all reasonable doubt.

Guilty of what, you ask?

Well, for starters, I’m guilty of lying to everyone for years; of pretending when I should have been showing them all who I really was, what I really wanted. I’m guilty of pushing away the only person who wanted to stay, convinced that, one day, he’d have left, anyway.

I told him we were a mistake.

I told him I was better off without him.

I told him that I didn’t love him.

And now I miss him. I miss his cups of tea and his stupid cheese crackers. I miss his clothes, strewn about the house. I miss the way he would watch me sleep. I miss his arms, holding me tightly each night, making me feel at home.

But now we’re both alone. And I’m scared.

I’m scared that he believed everything I told him; that he has no intention of coming back.

OWEN

Allow me to introduce myself.

My name is Owen McKenna, and I’m furious.

Why, you ask?

Well, because I decided to follow my heart and not my head. Because I didn’t listen to my friends or to their far-fetched theories. Because I left anyway – even when everyone was telling me to stay.

And now she doesn’t want me back. But I want her, desperately.

She’s the woman I’ve been waiting for. She’s incredibly sexy, and can make you laugh, even when you least want to. She’s never let anyone in, apart from me; and when she crumbles into my arms, it makes me feel like the only guy in the world.

But I ruined everything.

I let the L-word slip, and she panicked.

She told me things she didn’t even think – I know that. I know her.

I know that she’s scared, that she doesn’t want to take this risk. But I do. I’m ready.

I’m her exception.

I just need to make her see that, too.

Made to Last by A.S. Kelly
Series: Love at Last #5
on December 4th, 2024
Genres: Fiction, Adult, Romance, Adventure
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Allow me to introduce myself.

My name is Tommy O’Doherty, and I’m madly in love.

Too blunt, you say? Seriously, why lie?

Everyone seems to know about it already. The gossip about my major crush on my best friend’s neighbour has spread like wildfire.

And I have to admit, I didn’t do anything to stop it.

Not everyone is as good at pretending to be a playboy—even if the most they can handle is a PlayStation—like my weird colleagues and messy friends. Not everyone can keep it together when they meet the sweetest, most sensitive, and most wonderful creature on Earth.

Too bad she doesn’t see herself that way. Too bad she doesn’t believe my words, my kisses, my caresses, or my romantic gestures. Too bad she’s not ready to believe that what we have is real and that I’m not just her backup boyfriend, but the man who truly wants to be with her.

Even though I keep telling her that we are made to last, I’m starting to think she will never believe me unless I am willing to show her in a dramatic and obviously questionable way that I’m serious and that there is no better man for her than me.

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Exclusive Excerpt  Last Call, Love At Last #1

“Please, Jordan. Tell me there won’t be any more contracts to sign.” 
I slowly open my eyes and turn my head a little.
“As long as you tell me there’ll be no need for them.”
“Do you really need me to say it?”
“I just want you to be honest.”
“About what?”
I gather my courage. “About us.”
His eyes widen, his hands moving onto my hips.
“Skylar is in the other room,” I remind him. “She might see us.”
“You’re lucky she’s here,” he teases, “or no one could save you from me.”
“I’m not scared of you.”
He grins smugly. “I like that you’re not scared of me. And I like that you used that word.”
“What word?”
“Us.”
“It’s actually more accurate to call it a personal pronoun.”
“Don’t make me close that mouth for you.”
My body shivers at the thought of his mouth on mine.
“Even though something tells me you’d like it.”
I part my lips instinctively, as he gazes at my mouth.
“I know you’d like it, Headmistress.”
“Oh, shut up,” I manage, miraculously.
“Or what?” he teases, pressing his chest against mine. “Will you put me in detention?”

Exclusive Excerpt About Last Night, Love At Last #2

When I open the door and see her standing in front of me, wearing a hoodie two sizes too big for her, her face flushed with embarrassment, her eyes wide and hopeful that she’s in the right place, all I want to do is forget about all my usual bullshit, wrap her up in my arms and kiss away all her insecurities. I want to show her that this isn’t just the right place for her; it’s the only place for her. For us both.
“C-cookies.” She shoves a tin under my nose. “They gave them to me at school.”
I smile at her nervousness.
“You’re really making an impression on those kids, Ms. White.”
She smiles.
“They told me to eat them with hot chocolate.”
“That’s good advice.”
“They’re for you. To say thank you.”
“Aside from the fact that you don’t need to thank me for anything, are you really trying to give me a recycled present?” 
She blushes violently
“No, I didn’t want to… I would’ve made you something, but I’m no good.”
I’m overwhelmed by such a sudden urge to kiss her – to make her forget about all these ridiculous thoughts – that it’s almost painful.
“You don’t have to do anything for me, Ms. White.”
She bites her lip nervously.
“But if you really insist on giving me these biscuits, then… I accept.”
She relaxes a little.
“On one condition.”
“What?”
“That you come inside and eat them with me.”
“Y-you want me to come in?”
I move away from the door and pull it fully open, inviting her in. She smiles at me, torn between feeling overwhelmingly shy and happy, before stepping inside. I close the door behind us.
Do you ever get that feeling where just one movement, one step, one word, or even a second of silence, could change the course of your life? It’s the way I feel right now, in the exact moment that Ms. White turns to me to show me the tin of biscuits.
I’ll eat those biscuits with you, Ms. White. As long as you promise not to let me meet the same fate one day.

Exclusive Excerpt One Last Kiss, Love At Last #3

I close the door behind me and drop my bag to the floor, before taking a few steps into the apartment, drawn in by the laughter and voices of my daughters, and the relaxing music wafting through the air. I stop in the kitchen doorway, where Eve and Zoe are intent on making something with Rian.
“Daddy!” Eve is the first to notice me. “We’re baking!”
“Baking…?” I ask, my eyes landing on her.
“Apple tart. My mum’s recipe.”
“It’s a secret!” Zoe says enthusiastically. “But we know it!”
“And you confided a family secret to my daughters?”
Rian smiles, flour on her nose and shirt. “I trust them.”
And I trust you.
I trust you, and the fact that you’re trying with all your strength not to hurt them – and not to hurt me.

Exclusive Excerpt The Last One, Love At Last #4

“Ms. O’Donnell.”
“What?”
“My surname. O’Donnell.”
“Mine is…”
“I didn’t ask. I’m telling you mine. You can call me Ms. O’Donnell.”
“Are you serious?”
“Good morning, Ms. O’Donnell. Or good evening, depending on the circumstance.”
“Can I wish you goodnight, too?”
“You’re not helping yourself.”
I laugh. I like winding her up – mainly because she doesn’t flinch.
“Are you telling me I can’t even say your name?”
“Only friends use my name.”
“And I’m not a friend?”
“No.”
“And I’ll never become a friend?”
“Absolutely not.”
“Why not?”
“Because you’ve seen me naked. And usually, friends don’t see each other naked.”
“Is that one of your rules?”
“It’s just become one.”
“A special rule for me?”
“Don’t flatter yourself. You’re not even my type.”
“What is your type?”
“That’s something I don’t share with strangers or acquaintances. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have work waiting for me.”
She slowly walks to the entrance, under my watchful gaze. I can’t help but fixate on the slinky, sensual movement of her hips.
“Ms. O’Donnell?” I call. She stops and looks around at me again.
“I hope you have a great day.”
“I thought it would be. Now I’m not so sure.”