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RELEASE BLITZ ~ Exploited by Lane Hart

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I’m going to hell, and my angel’s about to lose her wings.

For years I’ve left a path of death and destruction wherever I go. I promise myself that after one last job I’ll have the money I desperately need to quit taking lives. That’s how I find myself back in my hometown of Lexington.

So beautiful and innocent, I unknowingly end up saving the life of the one girl I was supposed to keep silent…the one girl I was supposed to end.

She’s my fallen angel sent from above.

I can’t resist staining her pure white wings with my darkness when I use her. Defile her. Deceive her.

The two of us were both ruined by our pasts when they intersected. Pasts that we’re still trying to escape with the hounds of hell on our heels.

Fate brought us together. Now, I’ll do anything to protect my angel from the demons that haunt her. I won’t stop until I slay the devil himself to keep her safe, the man who ruined both of our lives.

The only problem is, my silent angel is keeping secrets from me – the biggest of which is that I’m not the only one who wants to exploit her.


WARNING
: This book contains some dark, dirty and dangerous situations before ending in a jaw-dropping cliffhanger. The debauchery will continue in the second book in the series, Redeemed.


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EXCERPT

Blair

I casually walk around the cluttered racks and shelves of used junk, touching lamps and other random things occasionally, as if I’m just browsing and not intent on buying an illegal gun. I just keep wandering around until, what do you know, the shiny guns in the glass case just so happen to catch my eye. There are three choices, small, medium and large. I’m sure a gun enthusiast would know more about them like make or model, but to me, it’s just eeny, meeny, miny, moe.

Deciding on the large one so that I do this right the first time, I pull out the wad of cash I grabbed from my childhood piggy bank and start counting out the three hundred dollars required for my purchase based on the handwritten price tag. I lose count when the door buzzes, announcing another customer. Nosy, I glance over to see who it is.

My blood warms in my veins, sending a scalding blaze of heat from my scalp down to my toes at the mere sight of the tall man. Everything about him screams dangerous, from the thick chestnut-colored facial hair to his black leather jacket in summer and the cigarette billowing a cloud of smoke from between his two fingers. When he removes his dark sunglasses, it’s his lowered brow and deep set eyes that are the scariest. His cold gaze undresses me from my V-neck tee down to my open-toed platform sandals before he deems me lacking and quickly moves on to the used guitar display in the corner. But at least he actually saw me, if only for a few, brief seconds.

Brede

Lifting her off my bike, I stand her up next to it. Her legs are so wobbly she has to reach for the handlebar to hold herself upright. That’s fine, she won’t need to be standing for the next part.

“Get on your knees,” I order, and then I have to steel my features to hide my surprise when she obeys with no reluctance, kneeling right down on the uneven pavement. Her long, wavy butterscotch hair spills over her shoulders, throwing off streaks of gold in the sunlight, practically forming a halo.

My thrill-seeking angel is about to lose her wings.

Well, she may not lose her wings just yet, but those ivory feathers will definitely be stained. Darkened. And I wanna be the one who pluck every last one of them. Why is the idea of dirtying her up so f***ing hot?

 


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About the Author lane hart


New York Times
bestselling author Lane Hart was born and raised in North Carolina. She continues to live in the south with her husband, two daughters, and several pets named after Star Wars characters.

When Lane’s not writing or reading sexy novels, she can be found in the summer on the beaches of the east coast, and in the fall watching football, cheering on the Carolina Panthers.

 

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RELEASE BLITZ ~ The Devastation (Unexpected Circumstances) by Shay Savage

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UNEXPECTED CIRCUMSTANCES
Book 7 (Final book in the series): The Devastation
by Shay Savage

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Although Branford is broken and desperate, he finds himself with no choice: He must declare war against Hadebrand, or Edgar’s evil darkness will envelop the commonwealth. Silverhelm’s army is grossly outnumbered, but Branford underestimates the people’s love for their commoner queen. The people rise up in support of their beloved regent, and Branford sees a glimmer of hope for his wife. He becomes more determined than ever to make up for his previous failures and secure the future of his kingdom.
With their murderous intentions, the treacherous King Edgar and Princess Whitney must pay for what they have done. They must not be allowed to destroy everything the people hold dear.
With but faint hope in his heart, Branford gathers his people and marches toward the castle in Hadebrand, gathering allies along the way. With the support of other noble families, Branford will have to find the strength to fight for the very survival of his own family and the entire kingdom.
He sees only one path: the annihilation of his enemy.With their murderous intentions, the treacherous King Edgar and Princess Whitney must pay for what they have done. They must not be allowed to destroy everything the people hold dear.
With but faint hope in his heart, Branford gathers his people and marches toward the castle in Hadebrand, gathering allies along the way. With the support of other noble families, Branford will have to find the strength to fight for the very survival of his own.He sees only one path: the annihilation of his enemy.
 

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“Always so melodramatic!” Whitney sighed. I turned toward her and glared.

“If you know anything of this…” I let my voice trail off. There was something in her eyes I did not like—at all. It was…knowledge. “You know where she is.”

The princess merely shrugged.

“She knows nothing of the sort!” Margaret said, but the tone of her voice had changed. She, too, was looking at her daughter, and I could see the doubt in her eyes.

“You will die if you have touched her,” I said to Whitney. “Where is she?”

“What difference does it make?” Whitney asked. “You do not need her; you never have. I am here for you.”

I scoffed and shook my head, narrowing my eyes at her. Could she be serious? As many times as I had told her she would not be made my queen, could she still think there is a possibility of a union?

“Branford, be reasonable.” Whitney cooed at me. “We are meant to be, not you and some common trash—”

Whatever else she was going to say remained stuck in her throat as I backhanded her across the face. She squealed like an animal and fell to the side before Parnell could right her again.

“Get your hands off my daughter!” Margaret screeched from across the room.

“Where is my wife?” I snarled again at Whitney. I pulled back my hand to hit her a second time while her mother yelled at me.

“I said stay away from her! Do you hear me? She is my daughter and a princess! You will not treat her so!”

I turned and eyed Margaret standing in front of one of my soldiers with her arms pinned behind her back. I stalked slowly over to her and leaned down until my face was but inches from hers.

“Do you know where my wife is?” I asked her quietly.

“No, I do not,” she said in her haughty tone. “And if I did, I would not—”

Margaret’s sentence ended in a choking gasp as my blade slid easily into her. I placed my hand on her shoulder and pushed down at the same time I pulled up with my sword arm, impaling her further with a twist of the blade.

“Then I have no more use for you,” I told her lifeless eyes.


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About the Author

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Shay Savage lives in Cincinnati, Ohio with her family and a variety of household pets. She is an accomplished public speaker, and holds the rank of Distinguished Toastmaster from Toastmasters International.

When not writing, she enjoys science fiction movies, masquerading as a zombie, is a HUGE Star Wars fan, and member of the 501st Legion of Stormtroopers.
When the geek fun runs out, she also loves soccer in any and all forms – especially the Columbus Crew, Arsenal and Bayern Munich. Savage holds a degree in psychology, and she brings a lot of that knowledge into the characters within her stories.

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RELEASE BLITZ ~ Eternal Temptations by Janine Infante Bosco

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Eternal Temptations
Tempted #6
by Janine Infante Bosco

Publication Date: August 23, 2016
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Erotic, MC, Mafia, Romance

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Synopsis:

You’ve seen them through their most illicit temptations.

Guided them through their forbidden temptations.

Stuck with them through their uncontrollable temptations.

Owned their reckless temptations.

And survived their lethal temptations.

Five couples.

One threat.

Who will survive the eternal temptation?

Just when the men of the Pastore crime family and the brothers of the Satan’s Knights MC, think they can rest easy
– a danger no one saw coming threatens to destroy everyone’s perfect life.

The men of the mob are resurrected and the boys in leather are back.

It’s time for one final ride.

And for you to ask yourself one last time…

Are you tempted?

NOTE: This is the final book in the Tempted series.
Eternal Temptations can be read as a stand alone novel.

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EXCERPT: Grace & Victor

Grace’s POV

It was the early eighties, Maryann and I were barely legal but that didn’t stop us from painting the town red. I had a part-time job at Rosalie’s bakery, making just enough money to spend my paycheck—that’s a lie. I never received a paycheck, those days we were paid in cash, sixty dollars stuffed in a white envelope that Rosalie scribbled my name on. It was enough cash for me to buy a brand new outfit every Friday. I would take my envelope, cross three avenues and make my way to Something Else boutique on 86th Street.

I teased my hair six inches to the sky, applied enough blue eyeshadow to my eyelids, you had no choice but to notice my almond shaped eyes. Lastly, I ripped the tags and put on my silk turquoise jumpsuit. Maryann stole her father’s car out of the garage and picked me up at exactly ten o’clock. Studio 54 was packed, the line to get inside the club wrapped around the block but Maryann grabbed my hand and walked us straight to the front of the line.

“I’m a friend of Val’s,” she told the bouncer guarding the door.

At the time, I only knew Val as one of the neighborhood guys. He, like most of the guys our age living in Bensonhurst, hung around with the old-timers, the made-men, goodfellas—you know the type of men I’m talking about. Gangsters.

I didn’t know if Val was in fact a made man or part of a family, I just knew one day he would be and I understood why Maryann had taken a liking toward him. Who didn’t find that type of man sexy? There was nothing more attractive than the unattainable bad boy who exuded charisma.

The bouncer lifted the red velvet rope and escorted us into the pulsating night club. I remember the song playing as I stepped foot onto the colorful dance floor that lit up as the patrons danced the night away, ‘How Deep Is Your Love’ by the Bee Gees. It was one of my favorites and I wanted to dance so badly but Maryann had other plans, taking my hand as she dragged me across the dance floor to the bar where Val stood. He was surrounded by a bunch of guys, some I knew and others were a mystery. A delicious mystery.

“Order us a couple of Long Island Iced Teas and I’ll be right back,” she shouted over the music.

I sat down at the bar and ordered the drinks, glancing across the bar as she worked her way into the circle and straight to Val. The bartender placed the two drinks in front of me and I waited five minutes before I pulled the little paper umbrella from the glass and lifted the straw to my lips.

I averted my eyes back to the other end of the bar and noticed Maryann and Val had disappeared from the crowd.

“Those things are lethal,” a voice said from behind me, forcing me to spin around on the bar stool and stare at the most handsome man I ever laid eyes on.

The first thing I noticed was his clothes. He wasn’t dressed like the other men. His charcoal gray suit looked as if it was tailor made for him. He opted to wear a black turtleneck under the suit, no button down, collar popping shirt for the handsome stranger before me. He did however engage in the fad of gold chains. My eyes zeroed in on the crucifix dangling from the thick, gold rope chain hanging around his neck. I lifted my eyes to his face and was greeted by a smile I’d never forget.

His eyes drifted toward the two drinks that sat in front of me to the empty stool beside me.

“May I?”

“Sure,” I said, twirling back around to face the bar as he slipped onto the stool and signaled for the bartender.

He ordered a Martini, dry with extra olives as I toyed with the paper umbrella and brought my drink to my lips for another sip. The song changed, Tavares filtered the nightclub with their hit, ‘More Than a Woman’.

“What’s your name, beautiful?” He asked, casually draping an arm over the back of my stool.

“Grace,” I said, mesmerized by the way he stared so intently at me.

“Grace,” he repeated, testing the name on his tongue, grinning once he decided he liked the way it sounded.

“And who are you?” I stammered, taking another sip, hoping to calm my nerves. This man had the power to undo me with a simple glance.

“Me? I’m the man who’s going to marry you one day,” he said pointedly.

I nearly spat my drink out.

“That’s pretty presumptuous don’t you think?” Or cocky depending on who you ask, I added silently.

He grinned at me as he lifted his hand and ran his index finger down my cheek.

“Watch and see, Gracie,” he promised, dropping his hand but keeping his gaze locked on me. “The name is Victor, Victor Pastore.”

It is so easy to forget those first blissful moments when you meet the person you’re meant to spend the rest of your life with. Instead, we harbor the resentment life has brought upon us and lose touch of the magic that brought two unsuspecting strangers together.

Sitting across from the man I love for the final time I wonder how I ever let myself become so jaded by the trials and tribulations we stumbled upon in our years together. Why did I let the heartache trump the happiness? Why couldn’t I hang on to all the times he made me smile, all the times I looked into his eyes and knew I was his one and only. Why wasn’t the love we created enough to outweigh the torment of the mob?

 


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EXCERPT: Blackie & Lacey

Blackie POV

I don’t tell her I’ll be on the road for the next three days, instead I pretend like everything is fine and I’m not about to declare war on the Corrupt Bastards. Ignorance is bliss and for tonight all I want to be is blissfully buried inside Lacey, drowning in the sweetness she possesses.

Holding her hand as the needle pricked her skin and marked her flesh provided the perfect distraction for a while but now we’re home and the only thing I want distracting me is her body. I watch her unzip the hoodie she’s wearing, glancing over her shoulder as she lowers it down her shoulders and checks to see if the gauze is still taped to her back, covering her new tattoo.

She’s not trying to be seductive but every fucking move she makes has me hard and craving her. Poor girl, I will demolish her tonight so that when I’m on the road, the ache in between her thighs keeps her company, reminding her I’m never too far from her.

She turns around and peers at me from under her eyelashes, slowly reaching behind her to unclasp her bra as I lean against the wall and drink in the show she’s about to treat me to.

“Go on, girl,” I urge, crossing my arms against my chest as I bite the inside of my cheek and watch the straps slide down her arms and expose her to my hungry eyes.

Her thumbs slide into the waistband of her pants, dragging them down her legs before she steps out of them.

“No panties?”

“Not tonight,” she says, reaching behind her to pull her hair out of the clip. Her back arches and her perky tits salute me. “Give me your phone,” she says, shaking out her long hair so it falls down her back and over her shoulders.

Fucking gorgeous.

Curiously, I pull my phone out of the back pocket of my jeans and hand it to her, watching as she pushes her breasts together and snaps a photo of herself. Bending over, she angles her phone and snaps another photo of her heart-shaped ass.

“Damn, girl,” I groan.

She straightens up, eyes on me as she takes two steps closer and spreads her legs. Holding the phone with both hands she lowers it so the lens is level with her pussy and snaps another picture.

“Don’t say I never gave you anything,” she teases as she tosses the phone back, clarifying I’m not the only one leaving reminders behind.

I catch the phone, place it down on dresser before closing the distance between us. With one hand I reach behind me, my ribs are still bruised but I don’t react to the twinge pulling across my midsection as I pull my shirt over my head.

“You want something in return, girl?”

“Depends what you’re offering,” she says coyly, placing both hands on her bare hips as she winks at me.

I don’t offer anything instead I drop to my knees and take what I want and give her what I know she needs, placing my open mouth over the lips of her pussy and pushing my tongue between them. Her hands fall from her hips to my shoulders and her nails dig into my skin as my tongue lavishly strokes her.

Starving.

Insatiable.

I feed off her, lapping at her clit, sucking on it until her hands are in my hair, pulling it begging me to take her over the edge.

Not yet.

Girl needs to squirm a little. That’s right, grind on me girl.

“Blackie–,” she shrieks as I slip two fingers insider her.

“Give it to me, girl,” I grunt against her pussy, pumping my fingers to the same beat my tongue is playing.

Give me something to dream of when I’m off the grid.

Give me something to remember in case I break my promise to you and can’t come back.

I feel her tighten around my fingers, hear her cry out in ecstasy as I continue to selfishly take my memory from her, ingraining it to my mind, body and soul as she loses control over my mouth. Her body goes lax after the tremors subside and I slowly pull my mouth away from her. I lift my eyes to hers and lick my lips, savoring the taste to my palette.

“Fuck, Blackie,” she says breathless, dropping to her knees as she takes my face with her hands. Leaning forward, her tongue sneaks out tasting what’s left behind of her on my mouth.

“You like that don’t you? That’s all you, girl,” I speak against her mouth. Taking hold of her face I pull back and stare into her dark eyes only they’re not dark with demons but dark with lust.

On our knees, arms wrapped around one another, mouths fused together the both of us wish tomorrow never comes.

But it does.

And I kiss Lacey goodbye, promise to come back to her and pray that I do.

I love you, girl.


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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Janine Infante Bosco

Janine Infante Bosco lives in New York City, she has always loved reading and writing. When she was thirteen, she began to write her own stories and her passion for writing took off as the years went on. At eighteen, she even wrote a full screenplay with dreams of one day becoming a member of the Screen Actors Guild.

Janine writes emotionally charged novels with an emphasis on family bonds, strong willed female characters, and alpha male men who will do anything for the women they love. She loves to interact with fans and fellow avid romance readers like herself.

She is proud of her success as an author and the friendships she’s made in the book community but her greatest accomplishment to date would be her two sons Joseph and Paul.

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EXCERPT REVEAL ~ A Love So Dangerous by Lili Valente

 

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A Love So Dangerous

Author: Lili Valente

Release Date: August 29th 2016

Genre: Contemporary Romance

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Warning: This is one dark, dangerous, dirty-talking, adrenaline-fueled thrill ride. Are you ready?

 

I’ve got a big c*ck, a bigger bank account, and zero interest in Happily Ever After. I just want to feel alive, to look into a woman’s eyes and see something that’s going to keep my mind off all the shit I refuse to think about for an hour or two.

And then I meet her, a good girl with a body made for sin and ugly problems only a bad man can fix.

A bad man like me…

Gabe Alexander is the devil. Or an angel.

He’s a criminal hiding behind a millionaire dollar pedigree, but he also saved my life and my family. He’s the worst kind of bad news, but every time he touches me, and whispers filthy, beautiful things in my ear, all I want is more.

More of his kiss, his touch, and the dangerous, seductive things he makes me feel.

I don’t want to go bad, but the man makes it feel so damned good…

Warning Part the Second: A Love So Dangerous is the first in a three part series. It is a full-length novel that ends in a cliffhanger. It was formerly published as One Wild Night and This Wicked Rush by Jessie Evans.


Excerpt:

“What is tonight about?” I ask, a shockwave of desire rocketing through me at the thought of Gabe and I naked together, though I know I’m not ready, not really, no matter what the lustful voices in my head are trying to tell me.

“It’s about convincing you I’m the best way to spend your summer.” His palms mold to my ribs as he kisses down my neck to the hollow of my throat, soft, hot kisses that make me gasp for breath and my nipples pucker in the cool, conditioned air.

He keeps trailing kisses down the center of my chest while his hands come to cup my breasts, holding one gently in each hand, carefully avoiding the places where I’m dying for him to kiss me, touch me. He continues to kiss me everywhere but there, his soft lips feathering back and forth across my ribs until my nipples are pulled so tight the sensation is almost painful.

Only then—when I’m squirming and moaning and there can be no doubt in his mind how much I crave his attention—does he take me in his mouth.

I cry out, driving my fingers into his hair and fisting tight, urging him closer as he licks and sucks and bites. Bites.

But even the biting is perfect, a flash of pain that adds to my pleasure until my breath comes fast and the world goes soft and red at the edges and there is nothing but his mouth and his tongue and the way I ache for him, burn for him, need him to spread me wide and do whatever he wants to do to me as long as he takes the ache away.

“Please, Gabe,” I breathe, clawing at his shoulders. “Please.”

“Please what?” he says, flicking his tongue across my nipple, making me flinch and cry out again. “You know what I like, Caitlin. You know I like you to beg for it.”

“Please fuck me with your mouth,” I say, the words spilling out without hesitation or anger. I’m too far gone to care what he wants me to do, so long as he gives me what I need. “Please make me come, Gabe, please. Please!”

“Lift your hips,” he says, his voice tight as his fingers fist in the sides of my panties.

I obey and Gabe makes my underwear vanish and then he is between my legs, spreading my thighs with his warm hands, mumbling something I can’t make out, but that sounds pained and reverent and sweet all at the same time.

As sweet as the first kiss he places to the center of me, one sweet, warm, tender kiss that threatens to unravel me completely.

And then the kiss becomes a swirl of his tongue and sparks shoot from my core, sizzling across my skin, and my head feels like it’s going to float right off my body and there is no more “me” to unravel, only a quivering mass of heat and need that arches closer to Gabe’s mouth, shamelessly begging for what I crave.

I bite my lip and squeeze my eyes shut, not knowing what to do with all the things he’s making me feel, all the sensation and emotion and the fear that I’m spiraling so far out of control I may never be the same again.

 


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RELEASE BLAST ~ I’M YOURS, BABY by Fiona Davenport

I’m Yours, Baby
A Yeah, Baby Novel
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Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance

 

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Guy Rule: Don’t knock a girl up and disappear for a year.
 
Weston Davis was a jaded CIA operative who didn’t believe in love at first sight—until the moment he laid eyes on Aspen Kennedy and knew she was meant to be his. With an undercover operation only days away, the timing was horrible. But he didn’t let it get in the way of spending an explosive weekend with her before he has to leave.
 
Aspen believed Weston when he told her he’d be back. Twelve months, a positive pregnancy test, and countless emails later, she’s given up hope on ever hearing from him again. She’s left alone to raise their baby, a treasured gift from the man who’d stolen her heart and smashed it to pieces.
 
When Weston comes storming back into her life, he has a new mission: claim his family, find the person who’d almost caused him to lose them, and make them pay.

Warning: If you’re in the mood for a quick & dirty read with an alpha male who’s determined to make up for lost time, this novella is for you!





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I started towards her, backing her up until she was up against a wall and my body caged her in. “Is there someone back there, Aspen?” I asked with deadly calm.  “Did you offer up what’s mine to someone else?”
She sputtered indignantly, “What? Of course not—what do you mean yours? You gave up your claim on me, you jerk!”
I believed her, but she was dead fucking wrong if she thought I didn’t still own her. “I don’t’ know what the fuck happened after I left, Aspen, but I know what we had was real. I’m here for you and I’m not letting you get away.”
She peered up at me with confusion, then shook her head and fury returned to her expression.
“You can’t throw me away and then just show up expecting me to fall back into bed with you. I’m not a booty call, Weston, and my circumstances have changed drastically. Arbitrary weekends of fucking aren’t a luxury I can indulge in.”
Throw her away? What the fuck?
“That was a hell of a lot more than a weekend of casual fucking and you know it,” I growled, leaning in close and wrapping my hands around her hips. I opened my mouth to say more when the air was rent with the sound of a baby’s cry.
Aspen stiffened and shoved at me again, like last time, I was startled and teetered back a few inches. Enough for her to slip past me and hurry down the dark hallway. It couldn’t be . . . right? Curiosity had me following her into a bedroom painted in a soft blue, with white furniture, including a crib, with a mobile of circus animals. As if that weren’t alarming enough, she was standing next to it cuddling an infant to her chest.
I could tell right away it was her son, they had the same nose and mouth. She’d had a baby? She’d said she hadn’t been with anyone else. Had she lied and really moved on? In my desperate and devastated state, I almost missed the fact that the child had dark hair and was peering at me from her arms with striking green eyes. Eerily similar . . . holy fuck. This was my
kid.

“You had my baby?” I croaked. There were so many emotions weighing down on me, I felt almost dizzy. But at the forefront of my mind was wrath. “Were you ever going to tell me?”


 


 
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EXCERPT REVEAL ~ Salt Water Wounds by Jennifer Foor

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While I try to comprehend my indifferences, I hear the sound of the slider opening. Perry has changed into a pair of cotton shorts and a t-shirt, and since it’s chilly I can tell she’s not wearing a bra underneath. The slightest thought causes parts of me to awaken.

“The storm is keeping me awake,” she whispers while taking her first step onto the porch.

I stand to greet her, not knowing if it’s my body or mind making the decision to do so. “Me too.”

Her eyes are locked on mine, her hands grazing each of my arms as she inches even closer. I can feel her breath against my skin, her body pressing over the front of me. “Storms like this get me freaked out. I was hoping you’d be the distraction I need tonight, Buck. It’s just us right now. You and me. Just let it happen.” She brings one hand up and glides a few fingers over my lips. My eyelids shut as I take in the experience of feeling someone intimately touching me after a long bout of dormancy. It’s electrifying, much like the lightning illuminating the sky around us. She’s meticulous as she continues to trace them, parting them enough in order to lean in and coarse her puffy lips across. This precise moment sends my limbs into overdrive. My senses begin to awaken, and I’m forced to allow it to happen, because there’s no way I’m able to stop. Our first kiss is slow, mindful, but above all a hint of everything I’ve forgotten. She maps her way back down my arms, attaching her hold on either side of my waist. Her fingers tuck into the back of my belt, making sure I’m unable to easily pull away. Her mouth beckons me, the slip of her tongue teasing mine. My limp hands finally lift to come around her tiny midriff to rest right above her perfect ass. I tuck them down into the back pockets of her soft shorts and keep them there.

I move my head away for a breath, taking her in before crashing back into a more powerful kiss. My tongue finds hers, desperate and wanting. They mingle together, setting a dynamic pattern as they rub and play. With each stroke I’m withering away into a pool of desire; a place deep within that I thought would never see the light of day again. She’s breaking down my walls by the second, forcing me to be the man she needs, and the one I’ve refused to show anyone for years.

This is what I need. It’s what I want.

 

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After losing his wife to an untimely death, Buck Wallace has been raising his six children on his own for the last eight years. By day he runs the family business, while at night he’s still lost and alone. When a business opportunity arises, Buck insists on trying his hands at something new.

Alice Perry is desperate to sell her bar, but there’s always a catch to any good deal. She’s had her eye on Buck for a long time. When she learns he’s interested in buying her bar, she decides to provide him with an offer no man could ever refuse.

 


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Jennifer Foor is an award winning Contemporary Romance Author. She’s best known for the Mitchell Family Series, which includes ten books.

With over forty published titles, there is a story for every interest. Her books can be found on most platforms and in paperback.

She is married with two children and spends most of her time behind a keyboard, creating and writing stories straight from her heart.

 

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BLOG TOUR – Wrangler by Dani Wyatt

 

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After five lonely years out west, Chad Butler spots a curvy beauty in the crowd at his hometown honky-tonk and knows he has to have her. He’s going to lasso this little filly straight into his bed – and into his life.

Rachel Sweeting enjoys the peace she’s found in the middle of miles of cornfields with her Aunt Jessie. Her new life keeps her safely tucked away from the pain and embarrassment of her past. But, when her truck breaks down in the middle of the night and a hunky cowboy rides to the rescue, she’s knocked straight out of her boots.

Her romance books have told her love-at-first-sight is real and for the first time, Rachel is a believer. But when a dangerous past connection threatens their ride into the sunset, will Chad’s devotion to his woman be enough to save the day?


Author’s Note: This cowboy hasn’t touched a woman in years, and when he falls, it’s hard and fast, making for an instant love connection and obsessed alpha hotness. If you’re looking for love-at-first-sight, NO cheating and filthy sweetness, come sit a spell but bring a fan, it’s hot.



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“Lean back.  I just want to see something.  I won’t hurt you. You know that, don’t you?”

“I don’t know anything about you,” she stutters but she leans back, her hands moving to support her body as she settles against the cotton feed sack behind her.

“Yes you do.  You know a lot about me.”  I flip the final few inches of her skirt up to her waist, my eyes dropping from her parted, pink lips to see the matching hush of cotton panties covering what’s now mine.  “You watched me tonight as much as I watched you.  You can learn a lot about someone from watching.”

“I wasn’t watching you.”  She does her best to sound indignant and I stifle my chuckle.

“See, like right now.”  I drag my fingertips over the slip of fabric between her legs, feeling the warmth and the wetness that’s seeped through.  “You’re watching me.”  I give her a little grin. Even under my thick beard, I know she sees me.

Fuck, her panties are soaked through and I rasp my fingers over where her clit is hiding under there, listening to the way her breathing hitches and catches with each slight movement of my hand.

I keep my fingers moving, my eyes on hers as I groan the words that fill my throat.  “That feels good. So good.” Even my crazy ass knuckles are happy right now just because they get to touch her. That’s how good she feels.  My eyes move from her face to watch my hand and the sight makes another few drops of cum drip out of my dick.

“I shouldn’t do this.”  Her words don’t match the needy shiver in her voice.

“You’re not doing this, I’m doing this. You’re thanking me. And I told you what I want.”

“What?”  Her voice shakes as my fingers trace around the elastic between her pussy and the sensitive crease of her inner thigh making her twitch under my touch.

I push the offending fabric away, slipping the backs of my fingers inside.  When my touch meets the first soft brush of her hairless lips I think I might lose my shit right there.

“I said, I want to know how you taste.  And that, my sweet Dove, is going to require you spreading your legs and my tongue licking right here.”  I dip a fingertip into her folds. She’s hot and dripping as I caress just inside her juicy cunt.

“These have to go,” I mutter, my other hand pulling her panties down a bit more, then reaching into my pocket and flipping open my knife.  In one swift motion, before she even knows what’s happening, I slice the blade through the soft fabric and it falls free, still caught under her luscious ass but her slick bare pussy is on full display and I’m captivated.

I snap the blade closed and slip it back into my pocket as her wide eyes look down to see her naked flesh exposed to me.

She shudders, her head falling back and her hair cascades off her shoulders and down her back as she loses the last few inches of her upright position and melts against the feed sacks.

When I do put my cock inside her where it belongs, she will own my ass forever, but I’m pretty sure she already does.  “You’re going to cum on my fingers, Dove, so I can taste you on them for the rest of the night.  Then, it’s going to be my tongue.  You want that, don’t you?  You want my tongue inside this pretty cunt.”

I massage her hard little button and she collapses the rest of the way, boneless onto the sacks of feed. Her hands fly to her face, her palms pressing to cover her eyes as her mouth opens.  She likes my filthy talk, and that’s good, because I’m going to tell her exactly how much I want her and all the things I intend to do to her.  I may be a soft spoken country boy, but she’s released every filthy, depraved thought I’ve stored up and in my mind and it’s poetry.

I explore, shifting my thumb to rub in easy, smooth circles around her clit, reaching two long fingers low to scoop out the nectar that is already streaming from her.  “Jesus, you’re so wet.  It’s so fucking beautiful.”  A little more pressure from my calloused thumb and I slip a finger into her heat.  She’s tight as fuck, and my mind can’t stop playing over and over how she will feel the first time I sink my dick into her.

My hard-on is painful, but I know I would lose all control if I let him out, and my little dove isn’t going to have her first time with me in the back of a pickup truck on the side of the road.  No, she deserves so much more, and I’m the man who is going to give it to her, just not tonight.

She presses herself upward into my fingers and lets out a whimper, throwing her hands off her eyes and above her head.  Her body is tight, like a bow string ready to release.

“Spread your legs, Dove. Wider.”  I push my finger into her until she gasps.  “Let me see how pretty that pussy is in the moonlight.”  Her breath halts, then she does as I say and that bow string pulls back tighter and tighter. When she finally opens her legs to me, I give her what she needs.

 


 

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Dani Wyatt loves her alpha men; make them military, cowboys, MMA — any uber alpha with a wicked possessive streak and an insatiable libido. Receive a free exclusive unpublished title when you join Dani’s private readers group for updates, free chapters and discounts.

She’s a 40 something regular lady who just happens to love badass alpha males who pull your hair and love their women with a lethal passion.

When she’s not writing (which is not often) she is probably laughing about some irony (like A-1 Steak Sauce is vegan), riding her horse, wondering why The Walking Dead can’t have a new episode every night, or looking cross-eyed at some piece of technology sent to ruin her day.

 

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RELEASE BLITZ ~ I Like Big Dragons and I Cannot Lie by Lani Lynn Vale

 
 


Title: I Like Big Dragons and I Cannot Lie

Series: The Dragon Series #1

Author: Lani Lynn Vale

 

Genre: Paranormal Romance
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Keifer Vassago, The Prince of Dragons, has enough on his plate without adding a brunette with a bad attitude to the mix

Fate has a way of screwing all his plans, though, whether he wants them screwed or not. One second he’s fetching his brother from yet another situation that could possibly compromise the Vassago name, and the next that brunette is grabbing his assets.

Blythe isn’t after anyone’s assets, though. She’s a good girl. All she wants is to graduate from nursing school, get a job, and move out of her hell hole apartment. What she does not have time to deal with is a sexy bearded man that accuses her of grabbing his junk.

She tries to forget about the encounter, but fate’s a cruel bitch.

One second she’s a normal college student barely living paycheck to paycheck, and the next she’s setting her panties on fire with powers from an ancient immortal dragon.

To add insult to injury, she’s hearing voices, and none of them are figments of her imagination. Blythe’s life is turned upside down, and Keifer forces her to adapt even though she doesn’t want to. She likes her life just the way it is.

Not to mention she wants nothing to do with that arrogant asshole. She doesn’t care that he rides a dragon. She also could care less about his stupid beard, and his sexy eyes.

Yeah, who was she kidding? She wasn’t convincing anybody.



 

 

 

 


 

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I woke up to my lower half on fire.

At first, I thought it was just an aftereffect of my dreams, but when I finally peeled my eyes open, I could smell smoke.

When I opened my lids and looked down, it was to literally find my panties on fire.

I screamed and rolled; rolling so far in the bed that I hit the floor and kept going.

By the time the fire was finally out, my panties were burned to ash. However, my skin was perfectly fine. In fact, the hairs that I’d planned on having waxed later in the week were gone.

It’d given me a fire waxing…minus the wax.

“What the fuck?” I yelled, staring down at my now hair-free mound.

Blasphemy.

My eyes widened and I looked around. Was someone in the room with me?

I started reaching for the lamp but couldn’t find it. There was a pile of things beside the bed that I’d knocked over in my haste to get up. I could only assume that the lamp was one of those things.

“Light, light, light,” I chanted, shifting through the things on the floor.

My candles that I had interspersed around the room all lit at once, and I screamed.
“What the hell is going on?” I shrieked.

Macy started hammering on the wall, or her boyfriend. Whatever. Fuck her.

I narrowed my eyes at the wall.

That stupid heifer! I’m allowed to scream if I want to. She fucks day and night, and she’s going to bang on my wall to get me to quiet down?

Master Farrow has always had excellent stamina with the ladies.

I froze, turning around and scanning the room.

“Who’s there?” I asked nervously.

A deep, rumbly laugh filled my head and my eyes widened.

“Holy mother of God, get out of my head!” I yelled.

The voice in my head continued to chuckle. Oh, this is almost as good as when Prince Keifer came into his powers. He didn’t shriek like you do, though.
 

 


 

 

 

 


 


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Secrets protect…but they also destroy. 

Allie Swift has a secret—one that has kept her from finding a Dom willing to take her where she longs to go, far beyond the slap-and-tickle approach of BDSM-lite, into the deep reaches of true sadomasochism. 

When she meets Liam on a BDSM personals site, she senses he’s different from the Doms she has been with before. His darkly compelling nature speaks directly to her submissive heart.

Liam Byrne had it all—a great career, a hot body, and a submissive fiancée. That is, until a year ago when a head-on collision with a drunk driver shattered not only his leg, but also his life. Now Liam harbors an ominous secret, one that’s tearing him apart and causing him to hold the world, including Allie Swift, at arm’s length.

As the intensity of their D/s exploration increases, Liam and Allie must confront their fears. Together they must decide if the bond they share is strong enough to survive bringing their secrets to light.

 

Secrets is the first novel in Claire Thompson’s new edgy BDSM romance series: BDSM Connections. Prepare for a powerful, emotional experience.


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“You want to be fucked, don’t you?”

“Yes,” Allie breathed. “God, yes.”

“In my dungeon, you have to earn your pleasure.”

All at once, he gripped her throat, his forefinger and thumb digging into the soft flesh just below her jaw. His face was close, his brilliant green eyes locked on hers as he pressed hard, and harder still.

Allie was unable to draw a breath. Unable to move. Her heart thumped and squeezed in her chest, the blood roaring in her ears. Liam moved closer, their faces nearly touching. “I own you, sub Allie. Your very life is in my hands. You do understand that, don’t you?”

Allie was unable even to nod her head. The pressure was building behind her face, and she thought she might pass out. Her eyelids began to flutter shut.

“Open your eyes,” Sir Liam commanded, his voice hard. Allie forced her eyes to open. She saw the power and the lust in Sir Liam’s face. Fear shot through her blood like rocket fuel. She jerked hard in her bonds, trying desperately to pull away from his iron grip.

All at once, he let her go. Allie drew in a deep, ragged breath, and then another. “Oh my God,” she gasped when she could finally speak. “You nearly choked me to death!”

Sir Liam only smiled. “Nowhere near to death, sub Allie. You panicked because you don’t yet trust me. This is an exercise in trust. We will try it again.” Without giving her a chance to reply, once again he reached for her throat, pinning her in place with his strong hand. “Keep your eyes locked on mine.”

Allie struggled to do as he said, blinking rapidly to keep from closing her eyes. The vibrating plug and glass phallus inside her, along with the thrilling awareness that her life truly was in this man’s hands, had combined to create a fierce, persistent pulsing at her clit. Shit, was she going to come?

As if she’d spoken aloud, Liam, tightening his grip on her throat, growled, “Don’t even think about it.”

A wave of dizziness assailed her, and Allie’s head would have fallen back if Sir Liam’s strong grip hadn’t held her in place.

“Keep your eyes on me,” he reminded her. “I’m going to count to five. Then I will let you go.” He began to count.

Allie could barely hear him over the pounding of her heart. “Three, four, five.”

When he let her go, she hung limply in her cuffs, as if the bones had dissolved in her body. Sweat was drying on her skin, though at the same time she was shivery, not with cold, but with desire. She wasn’t crying, yet tears were streaming down her cheeks.

Liam brushed them away with his thumbs. “You’re doing really well, sub Allie. You’re almost there. You’ve got a lot of walls erected between you and the complete submission you crave. I am helping you break down those walls. I want to continue with this exercise.”

He stepped back, regarding her. “Your safeword is diamond. If you can’t speak at any point, you will hold up your index finger like this.” He demonstrated the gesture. “Unless you say that word or make that signal, we will continue.”

Allie lifted her head and met Sir Liam’s gaze. She was both afraid and exhilarated, as if she were perched on the edge of the cliff, spreading wings for the first time, ready to soar. “Yes,

Sir Liam. I understand,” she said, her voice hoarse.

“You please me.”

His words moved through her like warm, powerful liquor. She found the strength to stand upright, the bones of her skeleton reforming inside her, even as the resolve stiffened in her soul.

She drew in a deep breath, and then his hand was on her throat once more, immediately cutting off her ability to breathe.

“Keep your eyes on mine,” Sir Liam reminded her as he held her captive in his viselike grip. “This time, I will count to twenty. You will focus on surrender. You will not think about the fact that you cannot breathe. You will give yourself completely to me, not considering the consequences but focusing only on trust in your Master.”

Once again, he began to count. Allie tried to do as he said, but by the count of ten she could feel the panic rising in her gut, a spurt of adrenaline heating her blood.

“Focus,” Sir Liam interrupted himself to say. “Trust me. Trust yourself.”

A strange thought floated into Allie’s mind, barely perceived amidst the roil of panic. The thought was persistent enough that it did eventually penetrate her understanding.

You belong to Sir Liam. Sir Liam will take you where you need to go. Sir Liam will keep you safe.

He was still holding her just as tightly as before, his counting slow and steady. But something changed inside Allie. Her muscles, coiled and tensed a moment before, began to loosen. The panic that had balled into a fist in her stomach dissolved. She became aware, once more, of the intense, vibrating pleasure in her ass and sex, but her primary focus was on Sir Liam’s deep, emerald green eyes, which gripped her as surely as his hand.

“Twenty.”

Allie was vaguely aware he had reached the magic number, but he didn’t release his hold on her throat. Instead, he whispered, “Yes. Yes, that’s it. Surrender to me.” 


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Claire has been writing for nearly two decades, and has published over 70 novels. She writes BDSM romance and non-con abduction tales, spanning both m/f and m/m genres. She has received numerous awards for her bestselling work, including the 2010 NLA-Int’l Pauline Réage Award for best BDSM fiction.Her darker works press the envelope of what is erotic and what can be a sometimes dangerous slide into the world of sadomasochism. Ultimately herwork deals with the human condition, and our constant search for love and intensity of experience.

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“Your former life is over. Your apartment will be emptied, your car disposed of, your life erased. You are now the property of Pirate Island, to be used and enjoyed as we see fit. Your life is quite literally in our hands.”

 

Mara Stevens jumps at the chance for a job at a new premier resort on the North Carolina coast. All she has to do is fly out to the private island and get through one more interview. Unfortunately, what should be a shiny new career opportunity turns into a living nightmare. 

 

Upon landing, she learns the truth. She’s been taken to serve as a plaything to the owners and their chosen guests—high-powered, dangerous men who see her as nothing more than their sexual toy to use and abuse at their whim.

 

With no escape possible, Mara is forced to submit to the training and discipline of a sadistic taskmaster—or suffer the consequences. Good girls are rewarded; bad girls are punished—severely. Deep into her harrowing journey of forced sexual servitude and submission, Mara becomes prey for The Hunt. Naked and alone, Mara must summon all her courage and cunning, drawing on the indomitable spirit that still secretly burns inside her. 

 

 
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“My safeword,” she said hurriedly. “We forgot to discuss my safeword.”

“This isn’t some amateur scene at a BDSM club. There’s no negotiation. There is no safeword. You signed that away when you joined The Enclave.”

 

Jaime Shepard fantasizes about being bound in chains—her heart, body and soul the possession of a Master who won’t hesitate to take what he wants. Unfortunately, exploring dreams of sensual submission has taken a backseat to the daily grind of life, yet she never feels more alive, more vital, more herself than when engaging in a scene at one of the local BDSM clubs.

When the sexy, mysterious owner of Asheville’s premiere underground BDSM club makes Jaime the offer of a lifetime, she jumps at the chance to experience The Enclave, a secluded community dedicated to the passionate realization of a 24/7 BDSM lifestyle. Against the backdrop of a luxurious mountain resort, Jaime’s rigorous, full-immersion indoctrination begins. Erotic discipline and intensive slave training push Jaime to the very limits of her boundaries and force her to reach deep inside to discover the grace and inner strength necessary for true submission.

One thing she isn’t seeking is love—but it might find her just the same.



 

BLOG TOUR ~ More Thank Miles by Autumn Jones Lake

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Blake “Murphy” O’Callaghan, Road Captain of the Lost Kings MC, has the world by the balls. Everything he wants…except the one girl who’s off limits. The only girl he’s ever loved. His best friend’s little sister, Heidi.

Now that she’s eighteen, it’s time to claim her as his. Problem is, she’s in love with her high-school boyfriend, Axel, a prospect for the Lost Kings MC.

Can Murphy convince Heidi that all the hard roads they’ve traveled lead to their happy ending, or is he destined to ride the open road alone?



 

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For reasons I don’t want to think about, I’m anxious while I wait downstairs. Sparky’s hanging out in the living room, so I end up talking to him while I wait.

It’s my brother who finally comes downstairs. Not Blake.

Marcel ushers me out the door without speaking. Outside, in the parking lot, I shake out of his hold. “Wait a second. Where’s Blake?”

“Upstairs. He’s tired.”

“What?”

He pushes me into his truck and shuts the door.

Tired of being manhandled, I hop right back out. “What do you mean he’s tired? We were going to—”

“Get back in the truck.”

“No.”

“Heidi,” he warns. “Leave him alone and get in the truck.”

I don’t answer, but I hoist myself back inside his big, jacked-up ride.

“What are you compensating for with this monster truck?” I ask when he slams his door.

“Very funny.”

“You didn’t hit Blake, did you?”

“No. Should I have?”

“No! Why are you being such a—”

“Careful, little sister.”

I hate this. I hate when he pushes me into acting like a brat. I’ve been trying so hard lately, but sometimes he pushes all my bratty-little-sister buttons.

“He said you fell at the park. You okay?”

Unsure of just how much Blake told my brother, I say as little as possible. “I’m fine.”

“Why were you up in his room?”

“Jeez. I already told you. I helped him bandage up his arms.”

“Are you hurt?”

“No.”

My shoulder still burns from the Tiger Balm, and I replay the few brief seconds with my shirt off while Blake tended to me, our kiss, our second kiss after he tenderly wiped my face clean. I’m not sharing any of those moments with my brother, though.

“Heidi, you know you’re the most important person in the world to me, right? Everything I’ve done. Everything I do. It’s to make sure you end up okay. You know that, right?”

His words drive splinters of guilt through my chest. “Yes.”

He sighs and reaches over to squeeze my hand. “How much do you remember about living with mom?”

“I don’t know. Not much. I remember hanging out at the club with you guys more.”

“She left us alone a lot.”

“I know.” I’m tempted to tell him to get to the point, but I’m also curious about where he’s going with this.

“You remember any of the guys she used to bring home?”

If I think really hard, I do. Sort of. “I remember you sleeping in my room when she had guys over. You used to sleep in front of the door.”

I’m watching him closely, so I notice the way his mouth twists down right away. “Yeah.” His hands squeeze the steering wheel. “You were so little. And trusting. And sweet.”

“Are you trying to say I’m a big, suspicious, bitter teenager now?”

He huffs out a laugh and glances over at me. “And so fucking smart.”

“Smart ass you mean.”

“Sometimes.”

“Not that I don’t enjoy strolling down crappy childhood memory lane, but do you have a point?”

“What did we always say when we were younger? Whatever Mom did—”

“We’d do the opposite when we were adults.”

“You still happy with Axel?”

Confused and suspicious of the change in conversation, I take a second to answer. “Yes, why?” A shiver of excitement races over me. “Why? You think the club’s going to vote him in soon?”

“Heidi, you know I can’t talk to you about that stuff.”

“Yeah, yeah,” I grumble and cross my arms over my chest.

He chuckles then turns serious again. “If you’re with Axel, be with him. But stop messing with Blake.”

The familiar tingle of my blood boiling starts up. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Exactly what I said. He’s too old for you.”

“I’m not messing with him.” If anything, Blake keeps messing with my head. My heart. But I won’t rat him out to my brother and cause problems between them. I love both of them too much.

He’s silent for the next few miles and his words replay in my head. “Are you trying to say I’m like Mom?”

“No. Fuck no. You’re nothing like her. I just don’t want you making her mistakes.”

“What would those be?”

“Heidi—”

“Axel’s my only boyfriend.”

“Good. I know you and Blake are friends, too. Just, be careful.”

“Why? He wouldn’t hurt me.”

“You’re not a two-guy type of girl, Heidi.”

“How do you know?”

He takes his eyes off the road for a second to glare at me. “I know you.”

“You’re saying that because I’m your sister.”

“How would you feel if you knew Axel had girls on the side?”

An uneasy prickle slides through my stomach at the thought. Axel spends a lot of hours at the club. Marcel knows my boyfriend in a whole different way than I do. “You haven’t seen him. . .he doesn’t mess around with other girls, does he?”

He chuckles because I fell for the bait. “Have I ever kicked his ass?”

I snort and shake my head.

“I won’t tolerate anyone disrespecting my sister. Club or not.”

A tight smile forms at the corners of my mouth, but I don’t say anything right away.

“Marcel?”

“Yeah?”

“Have you ever considered those girls you mess with? Club girls. Maybe they’re someone’s little sister?”

“No.”

“Maybe they’ve got big brothers warning them away from guys like you?”

His jaw tightens. “You’re too smart for your own good.”

 


 

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Autumn prefers to write her romances on the classy side of dirty, and she’s a sucker for a filthy-talking, demanding alpha male hero. The bigger the better. She believes true love stories never end.

Some of Autumn’s favorite hobbies include reading, writing, acting, music and horror movies. When she’s home, her faithful Pug is always by her side. She’s an active member of her local chapter of Romance Writers of America.

Autumn was born and raised in upstate New York. She still enjoys all four seasons there with her very own alpha hero and their three rescue dogs.

You can find Autumn on Facebook and she always loves to hear from readers at:

AutumnJLake@gmail.com.

 

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