Book: Beautiful Imperfection
Author: Hayley Oakes
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Failure wasn’t what Cassidy Sinclair expected when she got married … but that’s exactly what she got.
Instead of getting her happy ever after she is struggling to adjust to living back with her unconventional parents and the chatter of small town gossip.
Desi Cardwell was never known for his interpersonal skills and being back in small town Tolvey, sending the rumour mill into overdrive, was not what he wanted for himself.
Both forced home after a decade away, Cassidy and Desi begin an unlikely alliance when she agrees to train with him at his newly opened gym.
Desi is mysterious, guarded and borderline rude but what he lacks in charm he more than makes up for with his hard body and devilish good looks.
Desi does not need anything to keep him in Tolvey longer than necessary.
Cassidy needs something mind-numbing to help her forget her ex.
Both beautifully broken can they find in each other a light in the dark?
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Hayley Oakes again writes a beautiful story with characters that you'll find are easily loved even with all of their dark spots. I highly recommend this to everyone! ~ Amazon USA review
The twists and turns along the way made sure this wasn't your run of the mill romance novel. Highly recommended. ~ Amazon UK Review
You put these two together and they fit perfectly - they're two beautiful persons just a little broke. Add in an average new age family including a wacky sibling, some fun friends and your set for a great story and I have to say loved callain!
Beautiful writing and a story that will keep you turning pages ❤ ~ Goodreads Review
It tugged at my heartstrings, made me smile, made angry and made me cry. A enjoyable roller coaster read - just simply amazing! Highly recommended.~ Amazon UK Review
About The Author
Hayley Oakes is a wife to a Manchester United fan and a mother to a young daughter both require patience and a sense of humour. She enjoys reading angst ridden romance and writing stories that she would love to read. She loves post-apocalyptic movies, TV and anything 80’s.
Author; Jo Raven
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Raylin is on the run. Her father’s associates will stop at nothing to claim the money he owes them—including killing her. A last ditch ticket to Florida, a temporary house to hide in and no future to look forward to. That is, until she meets Storm, a tattooed bad boy who is housesitting down the beach and doing repairs for the summer.
A perfect place, a perfect pair of strong arms, a spot of calm in which to hide for a while—or is it? Drop-dead gorgeous, kind, and hot in bed, Storm may not be what he seems.
Who is the real Storm, and what is he hiding? Raylin had better find out before the bullets begin to fly.
Standalone novel. No cliffhanger.
*Warning: this book contains graphic language, sex, and violence. Mature readers only. Not intended for young readers.*
This is Book 1 of the Sex and Bullets series - a spin-off of the Inked Brotherhood series.
Next is: Hawk (Sex and Bullets, #2)
Jo Raven writes New Adult steamy contemporary romance. She loves sexy bad boys and strong-willed heroines, and divides her time between writing and reading. When not cooking up plots, she putters in her cluttered kitchen and dreams of traveling to India and Japan.
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Author: Kirby Elaine
Book title: “Pieces of Me”
Genre: Contemporary Interracial Romance
Release Date: March 2016 (tentative)
Model: James M. Ramsey
Photographer: Holly Seeber
Still battling the emotional and physical scars the war has left behind, Jason Bowman never expects to meet his match. Especially not in the upbeat, charming, girl forcing him to try her cronut in the coffee shop. But as fate has it, she’s destined to get in his way and force him out of his shell. She finds her comfort behind her piano singing classics while he finds comfort in knowing that she’ll take him at face value. But things aren’t always that simple. Kylie avoids telling him the one thing that could force them apart, if she doesn’t leave him first. “Pieces of Me” is a story of love, devotion, defying odds, and picking sides.
Born and raised in Baltimore, MD, Kirby Elaine makes a living as a educator for children with Autism. A mother of one daughter Kirby spends her spare time writing, reading, and publishing. She published her first series in 2013 and has since released 5 full length novels and several short fiction pieces. All of Kirby Elaine’s stories revolve around strong family dynamics and sexy leading men. To learn more about Kirby Elaine, visit KirbyElaine.com
Title: Hot as Hale
Series: Hale #3
Author: Marie James
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: September 7, 2015
Innocent Joselyne Bennett loves her quiet life. As an elementary teacher her days include teaching kids then going home to research fun science projects to add to her lesson plan. Her only excitement is living vicariously through her sister Lorali and friend Alexa Warner.
Incredibly gorgeous police detective Kaleb Perez was going through the motions of life. His position on the force as a narcotics detective forced him to cross paths with Josie after a shooting involving her friend.
On more than one occasion Kaleb discretely tried to catch Josie’s eye. On every occasion he was ignored but when her hand is forced after a break-in at her apartment Josie and Kaleb are on a collision course with each other. Formerly timid Josie is coaxed out of her shell by the sexy-as-sin Kaleb who nurtures her inner sex-kitten in the most seductive ways, and replaces her inexperience with passionate need.
The small group has overcome so much in such a short period of time and just when they think they can settle back into their lives they are forced back into the unknown. Can Kaleb protect Josie from further tragedy? Can she let him go once the threat of danger is gone?
This is a standalone contemporary novel. The next book in the Hale Series: To Hale and Back is the conclusion of the series and in the point of view of all six characters.
Recommended for readers 18 and up due to strong language and explicit sexual content.
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“How long do you think you can hold out, Mariposa?” I’m teasing her now, no way I’ll attempt to touch her again since she’s told me no.
She shrugs her shoulder and gives me a sly smile. “Can I hold you tonight?” I ask again, switching gears away from my desire to have her sit on my face.
“Please.” She answers.
I hold my hand out to her as I stand and grab her clothes off of the table. I tug her towards my bedroom, turning off lights as we go. I can hear Mia making her way behind us, knowing she will settle down again on her bed in the corner of my room for the night.
“I didn’t pack sleep clothes,” I inform Josie as we step into my room. “I guess you’ll just have to sleep naked.”
She steps away from me and just as I think she’s about to protest, she reaches behind her, lowers the zipper on her skirt, and lets it fall to the ground. She’s facing the bed and the sight of her beautiful back, narrow hips, and smooth legs make me groan.
When she bends over to pick her skirt up off the floor my cock jumps in my pants. Instinctively my hand reaches down and grips it. “That’s fine.” She replies as she walks her skirt to me and drops it on top of her other clothing in my hand.
I growl at her, drop her clothes on the dresser, and pull out a t-shirt. A very large t-shirt. One that ensures nothing will be peeking out once she has it on. “On second thought,” I say as I hand it over to her. She giggles and pulls it on over her head. It almost hits her at her knees. Much better.
She saunters back in front of me and reaches for the buttons on my shirt. “Josie.” I admonish mildly.
“Shhh, Kaleb. I heard what you said earlier.” She reaches up on her tip toes and kisses my chin. “You’re overdressed.”
I stand stock still and let her unbutton my shirt. She runs her tiny, warm hands up my stomach and over my pecs, causing my muscles to bunch. I’m thick and hard as steel in my pants, and there’s no sense in even trying to hide it. She knows I want her.
Marie James, full-time working mother of two boys and wife of 11 years. I've spent almost my entire lifetime living in central Texas, with only short stays in South Carolina, Alabama, and Florida. I've always wanted to write novels and just recently had the gumption to sit down and start one. My passions include reading everything under the sun and sewing. I even listen to audio books while sewing. Coming to Hale is my debut novel and book 1 in the 4 book Hale Series. I have several other story lines worked out for other books once this series is complete. Reading and writing is my happy place.
Mandy Miller is not your typical twenty-eight -year-old. She had a husband and two beautiful three-year-old twins, until one night her perfect world was taken from her by a drunk driver. A hit a run. Now, it’s been five years, and she is slowly trying to rebuild her life. She has a job at one of the best law firms in L.A and things are going great until her new assistant shows up and changes everything. Joshua Rodgers is your typical twenty-seven-year-old. Except, he has a dark secret that could ruin everything he has worked so hard to become. Will Mandy open up about her past to Joshua? What will Mandy think of him once she learns of his secret?
“I...I... Look Mandy I know this maybe too soon or may seem completely out of left field to you, but since the first day I laid eyes on you I haven’t stopped thinking about you. And believe me I have tried. And it’s not just because you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. It’s much more than that.” He pauses for a minute then continues, “ I...I what I’m trying to say is I think I’m falling for you, and before you say that’s not possible because we haven’t kissed or anything, I’m here to tell you that doesn’t matter. Every time I’m with you I’m happy and can’t stop smiling or laughing. I haven’t been happy in a long time. But somehow I am when I am with you.”
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Release Day Blitz for "Quiet Country" by Colbie Kay
By Colbie Kay
Release Date: 8.28.15
Cover Photo: Shutter Stock & Dollar Photo Club
Cover Design: Jersey Girl Graphics
Bear is the Enforcer for the Satan's Sinners. Coming from a
troubled past he lives his life day to day.
He loves his money, women,
and most of all the club. To him that was all that mattered,
until he met her. Bear always gets what he
wants now he's set out to get her.
Will he be able to break her walls and win her?
Jacey's a doctor with secrets. She has her whole
life planned out, but Bear goes against it all. She
had set out to find the truth about her past.
When her plan falls apart will she let
him pick up the pieces?
You met them in City Lights now find out
what happened in their story.
This book can be read as a standalone with an HEA.
Amazon: http://amzn.to/1MRHvXnEXCERPT #1 It felt so good, unbelievably good. I can still feel her wet cunt strangling my cock. Goddamn, she was so fucking tight, clenching and throbbing around me. Fuck, I can still taste her in my mouth, so sweet and salty. God. Outta all the women I've been with, it has never been like that. Her cunt, her smell, her taste, and her mouth, all of it bliss, total fucking perfection. I didn't lie when I said I'm not the good guy. It just goes to show, because I'd do it all over again without a second thought, just to feel her wrapped around me again. I overreacted, I know that, but it took me by surprise. Now I gotta figure out how to fix it, and I don't know what the hell I'm gonna do. She probably never wants to see me again, but I gotta talk to her about what happened. Once I fix it, I can get in that pussy again. I'll show her just what she’s been missing out on. EXCERPT # 2 She pulls away from me, hops off the tailgate, and starts walking off. "You don't mean that, and I don't. You’re wrong, you don't even know me!” she all but yells at me. About that time the rain really starts coming down. I run up to her and grab her arm, spinning her around, making her look at me. I've never seen Jacey look more beautiful -- her hair is lying flat to her head, soaking wet strands sticking to her face, and her makeup leaves black streaks down her cheeks. "Quit runnin' from me, goddammit! Fuck! All you gotta do is let me in, shit. Why can't you just admit that you have feelings for me? Why do you have to play all these fuckin' games? I don't know shit because you won't fuckin' tell me!” She screams back at me. "I can't Bear! I’ve told you that! I don't even know what to believe anymore. You make me think everything I know is wrong. This isn't the life I was supposed to have! I can't do this, we can't do this anymore. We were just supposed to be fucking!” "It’s passed the just fuckin' stage! That shit passed a long time ago Jacey, and you fuckin' know it." "No! Not for me, it didn’t. I wanna go home! Take me home now." “This is the last fuckin' time, you remember this. I bet you think about me just as much as I think about you. I bet when you try and move on from me, you can't do it because you’re gonna wish it was me. Just like I would with you, just like I try to do. I can tell you however many times I fuckin' want this will be the last time, but we both know I can't fuckin' leave you alone, no matter how hard I try." Gripping my hair in frustration I continue on. "Why do you have to do this to me, play these fuckin' games, and lie to me?" I point at her. "I bet when you go to let another man inside you, you’re gonna wish it was my cock, just like no matter what pussy I'm in, it’ll always be yours I'm thinkin' about." "How do you know I haven't already been with someone else?"
About the Author
Colbie Kay is from Kansas. She is married with 3 children. By day she works in a nursing facility and by night she writes. She has always been an avid reader who enjoyed a good story, but was too nervous to take the next step into the world of writing. With the support from family & friends Colbie decided to explore the world of writing.
With the courage from others and the excitement of her stories she hit publish on her debut book in March 2015.
Amazon Author Page:http://amzn.to/1FdOMKk
Series: The Unexpected Series #1
Author: Tracy Michelle
Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance
Release Date: August 28, 2015
Alex knew exactly who he was and what he wanted from life. He had an amazing family, the best friend he could ever wish for and a job he loved, the only thing missing was that one special person. He had spent the last three years aching for one man and no matter what he did to try to forget about him it never worked, ever. He was always there in his thoughts, dreams and desires. He was the perfect man, tall, dark and handsome and had the body of a god. If only Alex could get his hands on him and get another chance to show him how right they could be together.
Valentino had spent his life living it the way that was expected of him. He had the job, the money, the house, the cars and the most beautiful woman on his arm. But even with all that he was not complete, something was missing. Unfortunately the one person he fears will make him whole is someone he shouldn’t be craving. The problem is that if he follows his heart to what he thinks could be happiness his whole world would be turned upside down and he will hurt everyone close to him. Is he willing to risk the consequences to allow himself to be truly happy for the first time in his life?
Will Alex be able to hold himself back in order to stop scaring Valentino away or will Valentino give into what is between them and allow himself the life he so desperately wants?
Tracy Michelle is the pen name of two friends from southern England. They are both twenty something and live with their husbands and crazy pets. After life unexpectedly forced them to meet they bonded over their love of reading. This love soon developed in to a passion for writing and their first romance novel Fixed was born.
Fixed is the first book in The Unexpected Series.
Series: Wrong #2
Authors: LP Lovell & Stevie J. Cole
Release Date: August 25, 2015
Jude Pearson could just as well kill me as kiss me most days. He was my captor, my living hell, and yet, he became my saviour, my heart. Stupid. He’s heartless, conditioned to feel nothing, and so I ran... straight into the clutches of his enemy. Joe Campbell wants Jude to suffer, and I just became a pawn in a very dangerous game.
Joe has broken me in every way, everything that I once was stripped away, and in it’s place is festering hatred and a rage so cold I feel nothing else. I have one purpose. Revenge.
Love makes you weak, it makes you irrational. She was collateral, completely innocent when she was unwillingly dragged into my corrupt world. With the damage I’d already caused her, I couldn’t let her love me, so I let her go, and now...he has her.
No matter where she is, she will always be mine. This man has taken every-fucking-thing from me, and he has the last thing that matters to me. I will kill him. Slowly. Joe Campbell better run because the devil is fucking coming for him.
Sometimes two wrongs can make a right.
Our Wrath binds us, but it may also break us.
Lauren Lovell is an indie author from England. She suffers from a total lack of brain to mouth filter and is the friend you have to explain before you introduce her to anyone, and apologise for afterwards.
She's a self-confessed shameless pervert, who may be suffering from slight peen envy.
Stevie J. Cole
Stevie J. Cole is a secret rock star. Sex, drugs and, oh wait, no, just sex. She’s a whore for a British accent and has an unhealthy obsession with Russell Brand. She and LP plan to elope in Vegas and breed the world’s most epic child.
Series: Ashes & Embers #4
Author: Carian Cole
Cover Design: Kari Ayasha - Cover to Cover Designs
Release Date: October 30, 2015
DESCRIBE YOUR IDEAL PARTNER:
Caring. Hard-working. A devoted family man, loves kids.
Clean cut, funny, smart, quiet, but a good communicator.
~ Asia Jenson
DESCRIBE YOUR IDEAL PARTNER:
Independent. Tall, blonde, sexy. Outgoing. Intelligent,
neat. Unslutty. Confident. Loves to travel. Committed.
~ Talon Valentine
A SOCIAL EXPERIMENT.
The concept was scary but exciting...
Marry a total stranger.
Live together for six months.
Journal everything. (Feelings. Fights. All of it.)
After six months, we each get $50K in trade for our journals, whether we stay married or not. But the goal is to commit to the experience and see if the relationship experts could put together the perfect matches.
I have never been lucky in love. This was my chance to find my soulmate.
I couldn’t wait to meet the man the experts felt was perfect for me.
My hopes were immediately dashed when I saw him at the altar.
Shit. I married my worst nightmare.
I have a passion for the bad boys, those covered in tattoos, sexy smirks, ripped jeans, fast cars, motorcycles and of course, the sweet girls that try to tame them and win their hearts. My debut series, Ashes & Embers, follows the lives of rock band members as they find, and sometimes lose, the loves of their lives.
Born and raised a Jersey girl, I now reside in beautiful New Hampshire with my husband and our multitude of furry pets and spend most of my time writing, reading, and vacuuming.
Series: Running on Empty #2
Author: M.R. Field
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Hang Le
Release Date: September 28, 2015
I’ve spent my younger years acting, safe in a world of make-believe. I learnt to transform into roles to hold onto a sense of harmony in my life.
Years later, still in that moment, I am another face. Another mask. I am not me—the forgotten daughter, the quiet friend, the unrequited love.
Until the pretending becomes meaningless.
And my life hardens again.
I’m tired of acting for my friends when my parents ignore me. I’m tired of acting for myself when I want the world to stop being so hard. I’m tired of holding back from the only man I’ve ever loved.
Even though being drawn to him petrifies me above all else.
When I act to him, he sees right through me.
Each and every time.
She has haunted my dreams for years. The girl I teased to watch her blush. The girl I watched in quiet agony. The girl I had a chance with, one I ruined when I pushed her away.
Now, after all these years, she’s returning to work for me. A ruse to make her mine.
I will show her that she deserves to be cherished, and loved. I’ll bring back that goddess who took my breath away when I was twenty.
You only live once. Side by side, I only want this final lifetime spent with her.
Without turning, I know it’s Robbie standing there. I hear a muttered “fuck” as he clears his throat. That familiar wave that I’ve felt all this time returns. No matter where he is, I sense him. My body feels in tune with his, like a well-loved instrument. I want to be strummed, my pulse to rise while everything else fades away.
“It’s okay,” I assure him, my voice deep with desire, “you can come in.”
I don’t risk turning around just yet. I know those eyes will loosen the grip I have at my side, and the fingers will release my costume until it flutters to the ground.
“Ten minutes to show time, Hazel.” His voice breaks. A breath flutters out of my throat.
In the corner of my eye, I see him move closer until he is standing behind me. My grip tightens on the fabric as I feel his warm breath against my neck. Goosebumps tease along my skin and I can’t help it. I have to look at him. My eyes turn and stare into the molten depths of the eyes of the most beautiful man I have ever known. Without a word, his fingers reach out to my hips and begin to slowly zip up the corset. As the zip drags up my side, his warm fingers tease my skin until soft pants escape my lips. I swallow hard. I run the tip of my tongue along the inside of my lip, not caring that I’ve probably coated it in lipstick.
He finishes zipping me up and runs his fingertips along the feathered tulle that peaks out at the top from under the seam of the corset. He hisses as the heat from my body rushes to the surface, giving my skin a pink glow.
He gently turns me to face him and I watch nervously as his eyes trail up and down my body.
“You are magnificent.” He breathes, his voice only marginally returning.
“Th … thank you for the flowers,” I stammer, too turned on to function. A slow smile warms his face as he leans forward to leave a gentle kiss behind my left ear. “Anytime,” he whispers in my ear.
Title: The Decadence After Dark Series Box Set
Series: Decadence After Dark #1-3
Author: M. Never
Genre: Dark Erotic Romance
Release Date: August 27, 2015
Three dark erotic tales under one sinful cover...
Get Owned, Claimed, and Ruined with The Decadence After Dark Series.
One hundred and eighty thousand words of Pulse-Pounding heat, raw passion and insatiable love!
Owned (Book One in The Decadence After Dark Series)
"I like you collared, baby. I like you naked, I like you mine.”
Ellie Stevens has lusted over Kayne Roberts since he first walked into the import/export company she works for a little over a year ago. As Expo’s most important client, Ellie has always kept a safe distance from the man with the majestic blue eyes - until temptation finally gets the better of her. Impulsively, Ellie invites Kayne to one of Expo's infamous company parties her flamboyant boss is notorious for throwing. Unbeknownst to Ellie, the god in the Armani suit isn’t just the suave entrepreneur he portrays himself to be. Underneath the professional exterior is a man with a secret life, dark desires, and nefarious contacts.
In a hidden corner of a trendy New York City lounge, the spark kindling between the two of them ignites. Unable to resist the sinful attraction, Ellie agrees to leave with Kayne, believing she is finally bedding the man of her dreams. Little does she know when she walks out the door, she’s about to be Owned.
Claimed (Book Two in the Decadence After Dark Series)
With one look he consumed me.
With one touch he marked me.
With one kiss he owned me.
With one whisper he claimed me.
"No matter where you go or who you're with, you'll always be mine."
Ellie Stevens thought she had moved on from the domineering man who abducted her. Now living in Hawaii and following her dreams, no one is going to keep her down. But things aren't always as they seem.
Kayne Rivers reluctantly let Ellie go, but just because she's gone now, doesn't mean she'll be gone forever. She is his, and he won't stop until he's reclaimed her as his own.
Ruined (A Decadence After Dark Novella)
No matter his name, one fact remains the same. He's the man who enslaved me, ensnared me, claimed me and ruined me...For all other men that is.
All belong to him.
I belong to no one but him.
He owns me.
And I own him.
**Owned, Claimed, and Ruined are dark erotic romance. Please pay close attention to the use of the words dark, erotic, and romance. These books have intense sexual situations, a Master/slave relationship, mild abuse, and some violence. Reader discretion is advised**
M. Never resides in New York City. When she's not researching ways to tie up her characters in compromising positions, you can usually find her at the gym kicking the crap out of a punching bag, or eating at some new trendy restaurant
She has a dependence on sushi and a fetish for boots. Fall is her favorite season.
She is surrounded by family and friends she wouldn't trade for the world and is a little in love with her readers.
By: Shelby Reeves
Genre: YA romance/suspence
Cassie Matlock knows how it feels to have parents who don't care about their child. Her parents care more about drugs and running from the people they owe money to instead of her.
Because of their addictions, Cassie is uprooted from her home in Indianapolis. Moving from city to city is not what Cassie has in mind for her life, but she has no choice. Because she moves frequently, Cassie doesn't even bother with making friends or getting into a relationship. Or at least she didn't until J Michaels walks into her life.
Cassie tries to fight her attraction to J, but the chemistry between them is undeniable. Cassie knows she will be leaving soon, but she isn't ready to let J go.
Someone from the past is lurking in the shadows, waiting for their time to get revenge. When the life Cassie has been forced to hide comes to the surface, all hell breaks loose.
What happens when someone you used to know becomes a stranger? What happens when the people who once loved you still loved you after all this time and you never knew it?
Even with people trying to rip them apart at every turn, can J and Cassie fight to stay together?
Author BioShelby lives in Sweet Home Alabama with her amazing husband and their energetic son. When she is not plotting out stories, penning chapters, or working her part-time job, you can find Shelby spending time with her family and friends, reading, and watching reruns of One Tree Hill. Shelby is obsessed with Harry Potter and Alabama Football. Roll Tide.
Shelby writes Young Adult and New Adult romance. Her characters go through tough times, get in fights, and get their hearts broken, but in the end they will live happily ever after.
Title: Not Just Another Romance Novel
Author: Lisa Suzanne
Genre: New Adult/Romantic Comedy
Release Date: August 27, 2015
Is it really wrong to have more than one boyfriend?
I brought a new one into my bed almost every night.
From conference rooms to broom closets, I escaped reality with my leading men. Okay, so they were fictional book boyfriends.
In reality I should have been concentrating on classes while I looked for a living, breathing man to help me achieve my romantic fantasies. It was a friend who suggested combining my passions for romance novels and psychology to generate my Master's thesis research topic: Does the modern day romance novel leading man create unrealistic expectations for a prolonged adult relationship?
To find out, I’d run a social experiment. I’d be the constant. The variables would be my leading men. I’d date every stereotype in the books, from billionaires to bad boys, rock stars to bikers, dominants, athletes, and…my stepbrother?
If my research was successful, I'd end up with a degree and maybe even my very own happy ending.
“What’s that?” Austin asked, snatching my list out of Shannon’s hand.
“The list for my research project. Do you know any men who fit my criteria?” I asked.
He studied the list for a moment before handing it back to me. “I know a few.”
Six eyes turned to Austin. “Who?” I asked.
“I know a rock star. Well, kind of. He sings for a local band, but they’ve got a great following. I know several businessmen, but not any CEOs. I might be able to hook you up with one, though. And I know a few bars around here where your bad boys hang out.”
My jaw dropped. Everyone has that one friend who knows everybody. Austin had lived in San Diego his entire life, so he knew the lay of the land.
“Take me to your bars!” I practically yelled, garnering a glare from students studying nearby. “Sorry,” I whispered.
“Wait a minute,” Shannon said. “I thought of a few you’re missing from your list.”
A few I was missing? I thought I’d pretty much covered all the bases. “Who?”
“You need a Fabio.” She stated it like it was obvious.
“Like a cover model?” I asked.
She shrugged. “Sure. Or like a historical romance guy.”
I laughed. Shannon could be a bit of an airhead sometimes. “Where am I going to find a historical romance guy? We’re in the present tense, Shannon.”
“Duh. Renaissance Festival. And Austin, you seem to know everybody else. Do you know any vampires?”
Laughter bubbled up from my chest. I couldn’t help when it spilled out, and when I looked over at Austin and Scott, I found a similar reaction. Shannon stared at us blankly.
“What?” she asked.
“Vampires?” I asked through my giggles.
“They’re in all the books,” she clarified, only spurring on our laughter. Her brows came together in anger.
My giggles turned into those silent quaking convulsions that I couldn’t possibly control. Scott was holding up his hand as if to tell Shannon to stop while he laughed, and Austin clutched his stomach from the hilarity.
We’d stop for a minute only to glance at one or the other, and then we’d start back up again, garnering more glares from students near us.
Our laughing had to have gone on for at least a full five minutes before we were composed enough to talk about it.
“What?” Shannon finally asked in frustration.
Austin gave Shannon a very serious look while I stifled another wave of giggles. Scott had to excuse himself after a less than flattering snort.
“Vampires aren’t real,” Austin finally said.
“Well, you need a paranormal,” Shannon said, her voice both irritated and completely serious. “How about a werewolf?”
After that comment, it was my turn to excuse myself after a less than flattering snort.
Lisa Suzanne started handwriting her books on yellow legal pads after she took a creative writing class in high school. She still has those legal pads full of stories, but now one of them is published under the title How He Really Feels. She currently works as a full time high school English teacher, and her favorite part of the year is summer. She has been blessed with the world’s best dog, a supportive family, and a husband who encouraged her to publish after reading one of her novels. She likes the advice of Ernest Hemingway’s famous quote, “Write drunk. Edit sober.”
Title: Finding Gabriel
Author: Rachel L. Demeter
Publisher: Momentum (Pan Macmillan)
Genre: Historical Romance
Ebook Release Date: August 27, 2015
Paperback Release Date: September 24, 2015
Colonel Gabriel de Laurent departed for the war intending to die.
After a decade of bloodstained battlegrounds while fighting in Napoleon’s army, Gabriel returns to the streets of Paris a shattered and haunted soul. Plagued by inner demons, he swallows the barrel of his flintlock pistol and pulls the trigger.
But fate has a different plan.
Ariah Larochelle is a survivor. Orphaned at twelve and victim to a devastating crime, she has learned to keep her back to walls and to trust no one. But when she finds a gravely injured soldier washed up on the River Seine, she’s moved by compassion. In spite of her reservations, she rescues him from the icy water and brings him into her home.
Now scarred inside and out, Gabriel discovers a kindred spirit in Ariah—and feelings he imagined lost forever reawaken as he observes her strength in the face of adversity. But when Ariah’s own lethal secrets unfold, their new love is threatened by ancient ghosts. Can Gabriel and Ariah find hope in the wreckage of their pasts—or will the cycle of history repeat again?
Perfect for fans of Gaelen Foley’s Lord of Ice and Judith James’s Broken Wing, Finding Gabriel features all the dark romance, searing passion, and historical intrigue of The Phantom of the Opera and Les Misérables.
“Look at me. Look at what you have saved.”
Gabriel released Ariah’s chin and tore away the bandage in a harsh movement. As his eyes bore into her own, pale moonlight fell upon the deformity, illuminating the twisted flesh and grotesque welts. The sight reminded her of a beautiful chateau . . . a stunning fortress situated along the coastline . . . one that had fallen into ruin and neglect. The skin was concave, destroyed, cavernous – a remnant of former glory. And the surrounding features – his burning eyes, the right side of his face, his powerful body – dwarfed the disfigurement with a striking beauty.
“Look at the monster you have created. Look upon my face, Ariah.”
She shivered at the sound of her name; slightly muffled from the injury to his mouth, it slid from his tongue with equal parts venom and hunger.
“I was supposed to die that night . . .” The last of his words ended in a choked whisper. His face fell forward in despair until his forehead was pressed against her own. He was impossibly close. And he appeared every gram a flesh-and-blood warrior – coarse and ruthlessly untamed. Sweltering heat radiated from his body and engulfed all five of her senses. She was suffocating. Visions of that long-ago night echoed in her mind until she could perceive nothing else. Ariah gave a shallow cry as she struggled to free herself once more.
“Don’t. Don’t leave me. Please.”
Her movements ceased. The words struck a chord deep inside her chest. She connected her gaze with his and was rendered speechless by the naked anguish in his stare. Regret and desire were etched in every line of his face – but what stole her breath was something entirely different. For the second time, it was neither anger nor resentment that radiated from his eyes, but a longing so intense that it nearly overwhelmed her: hope
Also by Rachel L. Demeter
Rachel L. Demeter lives in the beautiful hills of Anaheim, California with Teddy, her goofy lowland sheepdog, and her high school sweetheart of eleven years. She enjoys writing dark, poignant romances that challenge the reader's emotions and explore the redeeming power of love.
Imagining dynamic worlds and characters has been Rachel's passion for longer than she can remember. Before learning how to read or write, she would dictate stories while her mother would record them for her. She holds a special affinity for the tortured hero and unconventional romances. Whether crafting the protagonist or antagonist, she ensures every character is given a soul.
Rachel endeavors to defy conventions by blending elements of romance, suspense, and horror. Some themes her stories never stray too far from: forbidden romance, soul mates, the power of love to redeem, mend all wounds, and triumph over darkness.
Her dream is to move readers and leave an emotional impact through her words.
On OCTOBER 20 Rachel Van Dyken brings you Rip a complete stand alone novel that fans of the Eagle Elite series will devour! With twists and turns you won't see coming, this dark romantic suspense will keep you on your toes and leave you screaming for more.
But I broke her, and now we both have to pay the price.
I'm her nightmare.
I'm her savior.
And now that I have her signature on an ironclad contract, I own her body and soul.
She doesn't remember me.
Because as much as I know I need to stay away, for fear of unlocking the memories I helped her father bury--I can't.
She was the apple in the Garden, dangled in front of me, her core so tempting and sweet. A voice whispered. Just. One. Bite.
Welcome to the world of the Russian mafia, where death, is your only future.
Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she's not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.
She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband, adorable son, and two snoring boxers! She loves to hear from readers!
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It's finally time to unwrap Finding Charity!
A Novella by Jody Pardo
Cover Photography and Design by Shelton Cole of SC Photo
Cover Models: Jami Watts aka Jurnee Lane and William Scott
Cover Reveal: August 27, 2015
Release Date: September 15, 2015
Mark Lyon was a beast in the boardroom. Building websites and branding corporations for success was his specialty, and he was good at it. Mark worked hard to earn his place at the top of his field. He let nothing stand in his way, not even Christmas.
Charity Clarke captured Mark's attention with her dirty mouth at first meeting, but her giving spirit stole his heart without notice. When she goes missing, will finding Charity be the gift with enough love and hope to save them both?
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Jody was born and raised in New York City and is an only child of an English professor. After 9/11/2001 and a line of duty injury, she left her role as an EMT with FDNY-EMS for a quieter life. She pursued Bachelor's degrees at Arizona State University in Molecular Biosciences and English. Her love of books and introduction to the Indie book world led to many wonderful friendships, and the drive to write and publish was ignited. Jody loves to travel and meet new people and has lived in four states and has visited 48 out of 50 US states.
Jody is a single mom to her daughter Ariel Elizabeth and her cat, Bullet.
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Welcome to my stop on the blog tour for Zed by Jason McIntyre!
It’s the waning dog days of August, 1975 and Tom Mason’s in Dovetail Cove for the last few weeks of his summer job at the group home. His boss and the home’s owner is Karen Banatyne, one of the wealthiest folks in town. It seems like she’s got it in for Tom; she's the only one standing in his way as he scrimps for a new camera.
But Karen has her own problems. A regulatory agency might cut off her funding, plus her hubby hasn’t been seen in a few weeks, and she’s not saying why. Most ominous of all, it seems as though something’s hiding in the hot spring north of the main beach and one of Karen’s ‘houseguests’ is about to come face to face with evil. Tom is too.
What has inspired you to become a writer?Inspiration to tell stories came early. I was the kid in the fourth and fifth grade sneakily reading Stephen King novels at 800 pages apiece behind my propped-up math text book. At eight, I was the editor of a short-lived school paper and we didn’t have enough content to fill the back page. I went home and hauled out my Mom’s old IBM typewriter to begin an epic serial about two young girls who are abducted by aliens in their backyard. I knew I had something when the other kids begged to know what would happen in part two. Alas, the teacher who managed the newspaper project got a transfer and part two of the saga never made it out. I guess, in a way, I’ve been writing towards the end of that tale ever since. How do you come up with your characters and how do you make them so interesting? I start in a very visual way. Without even closing my eyes, I can clearly see what’s happening and, as I noodle around on the ‘what’ of a story, I eventually start to form a visceral view of the ‘who’ in the tale. The people inside that vision have to become real to me, even before I start the first sentence. If they don’t then I don’t care about them. I have to care, or else I never haul them out of trouble. And, really, isn’t that what makes fiction great? Dumping someone you care about into a heap of worry and then methodically traipsing them out of said trouble in a believable and satisfying way. My biggest conundrum is when a dazzling or lovely person gets in a trap and they aren’t pulled out in time. It’s the biggest challenge for me — I can’t save everyone and, sometimes, a character I adore needs to die so that things keep chugging for the whole story. Forgive me, readers. I will kill again. What makes your stories and books different than other books you have read? Everyone has their own style, what is yours? I mix and match genres, influences and types of stories. One major thrust of my writing life is to never repeat the same kind of book twice. I want to push myself to unearth new and different pieces of myself as I tell stories. So while a book like ZED has companion books that have a flow between them, there are nearly a dozen different genres represented among them. One might be a coming-of-age paranormal while the next might be a murder mystery and then I may discover that the next works best as a straight-ahead horror. There’s noir and crime books and even a western. Now, do they all look exactly like their home genres suggest? Not at a glance. They use the tropes from each genre but usually in a new mix. They meld into something that, I guess, looks and reads like a Jason McIntyre novel. Hopefully, readers enjoy the journey through all the different places I like to play. Oh, and I hope they get scared and a little upset along the way. Do you plan on writing any other genres? Future genres include something that no one who’s read my work will believe. I want to write a romance novel and a deeply historical fiction that is true to an extremely ancient time period. As always, I want to have fun with what I write, and produce something unique that interests readers, but pushes me into new territory. Anything else you would like to discuss about you as a writer? ZED is part of a mosaic novel. The only other writer I know who’s written this kind of a work is George RR Martin. His mosaic comprised of books written by a dozen different writers all working within one world and telling stories about the same characters. DOVETAIL COVE works in a similar way. The characters flow in an out of the background of several books and the island setting is the same place, spanning a decade in the history of one place that has a succulent past and a lurid present. The difference between Martin’s mosaic and this one is that I’m writing all the pieces myself. Each DOVETAIL book stands on its own, with a distinct beginning, middle and end. But if you read more of them, the pieces of a much larger puzzle begin to fall into place. At present, ZED marks the fourth of ten books to be released. Others available now are BLED, SHED and DREAD. Look for new ones in 2015 and 2016. Getting to Know the Author as a Person What do you like to do when you are not writing? I travel as much as I can and spend time with my crazy kiddos. Readers and friends from social media will likely remember all the posts about the nutty things my kids say. I won’t even mention my wife here. She has her own cult following among my Facebook and Twitter feeds. I have built a lovely studio in my home and use it to write music, paint when I’m able and, yes, nap profusely when the spirit is not moving me otherwise. What relaxes you when you need to unwind? Creation of every sort is about the most relaxing thing I can imagine doing. I adore many forms of music and art and, when I’m in the middle of drafting a new book, it’s the greatest escape from life’s stresses. I peel back the page and transport to an entirely new place as I write. The process of uncovering a story is food for my soul. What are your favorite foods? I have always loved to travel and try new experiences and dishes wherever I go. Lately, I’ve been on a jag for Eggs Benedict and have been trying that in as many countries and cities as I can. Now, of course, lots of places don’t have that so I’ve broadened it to ordering eggs prepared in whatever style is most prevalent in the place I’m visiting. It’s really interesting to discover the different cooking methods — not to mention the different kinds of birds’ and lizards’ eggs that have been brought to my table! Have you ever had any paranormal experiences? I’ve had what I call ‘inconclusive’ paranormal experiences. Things have happened that, even after intense scrutiny, a rational person might not be able to form a judgment as to whether it was explicable by science or by para-science. Rest assured, all strangeness in my world (paranormal or just odd and intriguing) eventually finds its way into a story or two. Writing, I’ve discovered, has really become my own form of torture, er, I mean self-therapy. I write to understand the events of the world, of people and of my own life. Tell us anything you would like your readers to know about Jason McIntyre. I once shared a bottle of expensive red wine with a homeless man. The throat infection I developed the following week nearly put me in the hospital and my health insurance had lapsed so I couldn't get a scrip for antibiotics. I went through six tubes of topical Polysporin. Yep, I gargled the stuff five times a day until I could see straight again.
Record: 1974-03452 Subject: Zeke <Last Name Redacted> Date: August 31, 1974 Type: psychological assessment Method: audio cassette recording Interviewer’s notes: Zeke seems to be of below average intelligence. My understanding is that he’ll be given comprehensive intelligence and psychological tests upon admittance to a local group home care facility. - CFZeke, can you tell me how you feel about your family, now that you’re an adult? I got me no memory of my Mama. My Daddy, he and I didn’t get along so good. Now we have some good times. He lets me work with him. Least he used to. Now that Chief Birkhead come and get me and start doing his talks with me, I don’t know. I might never do the work with my Daddy again. That might be sad. What do you want from life? To keep my truck, wash it, and have it nice fer always. I only got a me few scratches and I buffed them out. I’d like to find a purty lady who maybe doesn’t care that my thinker bottle is cracked and don’t work so good no more. If you were granted three wishes, what would you ask for? Like a genie in a bottle? I saw that on a tv show once. I Dream a Genie. Let’s see. A shiny bufferin’ machine. For my truck you know. A new poker stick so’s I can reach way down deep into the sewers. For when I’m on duty and the trash pick up on Main street. And maybe, I dunno, maybe I’d like to take a train trip one day. I member going on the little loco-mota when I’s a boy. We got one on the island, you know. Lotsa people don’t know that but we do. It was fun. That big smoke stack going way up and making that big smoke in the air. It was fun and I’d like to get me on a train like that again. What three things would you take to a Desert Island? I dunno, I already live on an island. Dovetail Cove and a bit north of town is the only place I ever been. Hard question. Can I skip it? In your relationship with others, how are you different with family than you are with friends? Why? I ain’t never different with nobody. Same Zeke alla time. I hate when people give those fake smiles, you know? Or when they lie to you and you know they lyin but you can’t figure out what to say so that the lie is seen. Fakeness is hard. Same Zeke always. Scout’s honour. How do you fall in love? At first sight? Over a long period? <inaudible> <muffled response> Zeke, can you answer? How do you fall in love? Does it take a long time or happen all at once? I bin in love a couple times you know. I like it when purty girls laugh. They sound so nice and when I make em laugh, that’s the best, you know. My Dad says I’m not supposed to talk about bein in love. Guys like Zeke, he says, guys like us, we don’t get to do that. What parts of loving come easy for you? Hard? Hard? Like you mean when dem girls do their laughing and my private parts get— <inaudible> No. Kay. Nevermind. I like the talking parts but I’m not so good at them. Making purty girls feel safe – I can do that real good. Really, Mister, if you’re gonna keep asking about lovey-dovey stuff, you gots ta talk to my Dad. He says I’m not supposed to talk about this. I got in trouble a couple times now. Chief said. and when I make em laugh, that’s the best, you know. My Dad says I’m not supposed to talk about bein in love. Guys like Zeke, he says, guys like us, we don’t get to do that. What parts of loving come easy for you? Hard? Hard? Like you mean when dem girls do their laughing and my private parts get— <inaudible> No. Kay. Nevermind. I like the talking parts but I’m not so good at them. Making purty girls feel safe – I can do that real good. Really, Mister, if you’re gonna keep asking about lovey-dovey stuff, you gots ta talk to my Dad. He says I’m not supposed to talk about this. I got in trouble a couple times now. Chief said. How do you decide if you can trust someone? Experience with others? With this person? First impressions? Intuition? Do you test the person somehow? Or are you just generally disposed to trust or not to trust? Trust? I don’t know. What do you mean, trust? Oh, I don’t know Zeke, I guess I mean, how do you know someone isn’t lying to you? I never really think about it. Don’t all Mommies and Daddies teach their little ones to tell the truth? Mine did. I always do. Everyone should. When you walk into a room, what do you notice first? Second? I was real good at re-doin floors. All kinds of floors. Tile and wood, polish and rug. I like to see how good a floor is and then I think about how I could do it better. When you walk into a room, what do you expect people to notice about you? Nobody should look at Zeke. My Daddy told me I ain’t supposed to look at nobody so maybe they shouldna look at me. Describe yourself to me. Me? I’m strong for my size. I can lift two of me, and I’m real good at looking after Main Street. Did you turn out the way you expected? The way your parents predicted? When I was a kid I got hurt real bad. My thinker took to leaking and I don’t imagine anyone knew I was gonna be like I am. But I can still get by. I do okay. What really moves you, or touches you to the soul? Daddy says we ain’t got no souls. But if I had to say, I’d tell you. Purty girls. When they laugh. That’s what touches Zeke’s soul. What's the one thing you have always wanted to do but didn't/couldn't/wouldn't? What would happen if you did do it? My Dad says I’m not supposed to say. What do you consider are your strengths? My arms. My back is pretty strong too. What do you consider are your weaknesses? Can’t lift much with my pinky fingers. Or my baby toes. They’re the weakest, I bet. What is one physical attribute you are proud of? Physical what? I told you about my nice truck, right? What one physical attribute would you change? What do you consider are your weaknesses? Can’t lift much with my pinky fingers. Or my baby toes. They’re the weakest, I bet. What is one physical attribute you are proud of? Physical what? I told you about my nice truck, right? What one physical attribute would you change? I put two new tires on the back when I saved up enough. I’d change out the front ones if I could afford to. What do you consider your special talent? I always do what I say I’m gonna. No one has to guess. Zeke always comes through. What do you wish your special talent was? Maybe if I could patch up my thinker. I can see the words. I know what I’m supposed to do and say, but it pours out before the words come to my mouth. Maybe like sand. Or water. If I could patch up m’ thinker, tha’d be good. What are you most proud of about your life? You keep asking me that same questions! I told you about my truck, din’t I? Is there anything you've always wanted to do but haven't done? What would happen if you did it? This question again. Where’s my Dad? Did he make you ask this one? Trine ta trick me, maybe. What's the worst thing you've ever done? Why? I have to go now, okay? I should get back to my job with the town. Describe your ideal mate. Please Mister. Can’t we just let Zeke go back to work now…? maybe. What's the worst thing you've ever done? Why? I have to go now, okay? I should get back to my job with the town. Describe your ideal mate. Please Mister. Can’t we just let Zeke go back to work now…? What are you most afraid of? <inaudible> <muffled> Okay. I can’t talk to you anymore. Kay? Zeke, what's the most important thing in your life? What do you value most? <sobbing> Come on, Mister, please, you have to let me go back. I’m gonna get in trouble. I can’t do no more of your questions right now. How do you feel about your life right now? What, if anything, would you like to change? Pleeaaase! Let me go! <inaudible> *End of Recording
JASON MCINTYRE is the #1 Kindle Suspense author of THE NIGHT WALK MEN, bestsellers BLED and SHED, plus the multi-layered literary suspense, THALO BLUE. His first novel, ON THE GATHERING STORM, earned a spot in the Top 20 Debut Authors for the Goodreads Choice Awards.McIntyre's debut novel, ON THE GATHERING STORM was VOTED as one of the TOP 20 DEBUT AUTHORS — Goodreads Choice Awards
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Series: Savage Saints MC #1
Author: Carmen Jenner
Genre: Adult/Dark Romance
Release Date: January 26, 2015
Enter an unsettling world of volatile relationships, hot bikers, and even hotter sex that will have you on the edge of your seat and force you to keep a white-knuckled grip on your e-reader.
When I was ten, my father indoctrinated me into the family.
A brotherhood who would fight, protect, and give their lives for one another. A club whose ties ran thicker than blood, murkier than the dirt and grime that tainted my soul. Stronger than the bonds that connected me to my own family.
A band of brothers, where loyalty was kept and paid in a currency of blood.
When I was twenty-seven, I betrayed that brotherhood.
I’ve spent every day since running, avoiding paying back that debt.
My name is Daniel Johnson. I have betrayed everyone I ever loved.
And I’ll betray her too.
This is my story—if you’re screwed up enough to want to read it.
Warning: KICK contains graphic violence, profanity, drug use, and explicit sexual situations of a taboo nature. Intended for an 18+ audience only. Not intended for pussies.
I pick up a cup of cold, stale, black coffee and chug it down. It tastes like shit, so I screw the cap off of a bottle of Jack and chase the black filth with the burn of amber. I set it back on the table while the familiar click of my gun being cocked echoes through my small room. I laugh. Fucking ballsy bitches make me hot.
“Hands in the air, and turn around. Slowly,” the woman says through a scratchy throat. I do as she asks, mostly because I want to keep my spine intact, but also partly because bitches with guns are fucking hot, and I’m hard as a rock just thinking about the way she’s gonna look with a pistol trained on me.
She’s been busy while I was out, rummaging through my drawers and finding a pair of loose tracksuit pants. They’re rolled at the waist, so much that it makes her look pregnant. That, combined with her crazy fuckin’ cat lady hair and the filth covering her body, makes her look like a homeless person.
I smile and clasp my hands behind my head. Her eyes rove over me, taking in my size. She’s checking me for the arsenal I so obviously have stashed away in my fucking worn, faded jeans. She’s not checking me out and dreaming about me taking her rough and hard on my fucking scratched-up dining table, but I still get a fucking boner out of having her eyes roam all over me.
“Pick up the keys, and open the door,” she commands.
“If you run, they’ll shoot you.”
“Pick up the fucking keys.”
I snatch up the keys and lob them at her, hard enough that she has to twist out of the way. She cries out as she does, proving to me that her ribs are definitely injured, maybe even cracked. I lunge at her. Shoving her back against the bed, I land on top of her, warding off her blows with one hand and squeezing her wrist with the other until she drops the gun on the floor.
“Get off me!” she screams.
“You’re not leaving this clubhouse,” I whisper in her ear as she struggles beneath me. “The best you can hope for is to play nice and I might decide to keep you as a house mouse. But if you piss me off, and if you pull on me with my own gun again, your life will be so much worse. You thought the dentist was fucked up? Baby, you haven’t seen anything until you’ve lived inside my fantasies for a day. So if I were you, I’d be really fuckin’ careful about how you play your next move.”
Killer. Criminal. Sociopath.
All of these words have been used to describe me, and for the longest time I believed that that’s all I was.
I’m the man you call in to clean up your mess, assuming your mess is a guy who needs a bullet to the head. I’m the man the MC calls when they want their dirty work done.
I’m the man who doesn’t feel.
Now my mess is a woman who won’t save herself. I’ll fight like hell to save her, but at what price to the club? And at what cost to me?
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Title: Broken Promises
Series: The Broken Road #2
Author: Melissa Huie
Publisher: Booktrope Publishing
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: August 27, 2015
The Sequel to the sexy, suspenseful novel The Broken Road.
“Not a day had gone by that I didn’t dream about Shane, that one day he would come home to us. I imagined that our days would be filled with long talks and moments of reconnection, and our nights would be full of hot, sweaty sex. But things weren’t going the way I had imagined. Baby steps, Megan. He just needs to adjust. I couldn’t change the past and we would have to take things in stride. We couldn’t be the same couple we once were, not overnight.”
When Shane Turner shows up at Megan Connors’s carport one rainy night, Megan thinks she’s dreaming. The man who has held her heart since high school, and the father of her unborn child, is supposed to be dead, killed in an explosion at a safe house. But somehow Shane has survived, and Megan believes that with him home safely and their baby on the way, they will finally get their happy ending.
But it soon becomes apparent that all is not what it seems. Shane is home, but he’s brought some demons back with him, demons that Megan can’t fight alone. Shane is a haunted man, plagued by paranoia and distrust. He believes that danger threatens their lives at every turn, and it is tearing their life together apart.
In this compelling sequel to The Broken Road, Shane must deal with the present and the future, with the cartel—and himself. Megan must protect her family and, when the time comes, must make the ultimate decision.
“Good morning,” he said, his voice still thick with sleep. He wrapped his muscular arms around my belly from behind me, the evidence of his arousal pressed against the small of my back. My breath caught and my heart quickened as he nuzzled the sensitive spot under my ear. Just this one simple act had my core pulsing with liquid heat. His hands roamed north, barely grazing my belly, and tenderly kneaded my swollen breasts. Moaning, I tilted my head up toward his and caught his searing lips with mine.
Abandoning the pan in front of me, I turned and threw my arms around his neck. Passion fueled my body as our lips frantically mashed together. Our tongues clashed, dueling over the right to invade the other’s mouth. Shane’s hands cupped my behind, then gripped hard as he led me over to the table. He swept aside the napkins and papers that covered it and lifted me onto the smooth surface.
Red colored my vision as my primal need took over. Shane pulled off my bathrobe at the same moment I yanked down his sweatpants. My mouth watered at the size of his erection and I eagerly stroked his throbbing, rigid shaft. His head rolled back and he groaned at my touch. There was a time for cuddling and foreplay, but this wasn’t it. His hazel eyes smoldered, and he desperately ripped the thin material of my cotton underwear right out from under me. Craving his touch, his body, his heat against mine, I leaned back on my elbows and gave him the opening he wanted.
Melissa grew up in Maryland by the Chesapeake Bay, where her favorite memories took place near the water. Now she lives near Washington, D.C. with her family, dog, and a lot of fish. In between the chaos of laundry, chasing after her three children and trying not to burn dinner, Melissa continues to find her escape by feeding her addiction of reading and writing about love, suspense, and sarcasm.
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