Rhyme Devereux- Naked Desire

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VIP- Where sexy alpha males hook up with single ladies …

VIP Companion: Cole Bradley.

✔Age: 28

✔Eyes: Green

✔Hair: Copper brown

✔Height: 6’0″

✔Weight: 225 lbs.

✔Physical activities: Anything stimulating

When we meet, Cole Bradley makes his intentions clear. I, Renee McKnight, belong to him.

I want Cole. I do. But our past wasn’t based on truth.

The way he gives me pleasure. And the promises he makes for our future, brings me closer to exposing my heart, along with my naked desires.

And just when you think you finally have it all… Secrets, lies, and deception follows you from the past and destroy everything.

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Rhyme Devereux is a pseudonym of an American writer of erotic and contemporary romance. Her stories are sexy, emotionally driven, and a whole lot of kink. Even though her passion for reading began in her tween years, and her favorite author at that time was Judy Blume, Rhyme never imagined herself writing as a career. But looking back, it makes sense. As an only child, she would spend some days entertaining herself with happily-ever-after stories.


For decades, Rhyme dabbled in writing one chapter story ideas before she got the courage to self-published her book, At Your Mercy, which was released in 2013. She started out writing short romance stories in hopes of getting the courage (and patience) of writing a full-length novel.

Rhyme lives in Pennsylvania with her husband, children (some are adults and they made me add this bit of info.), and two dogs. Rhyme is addicted to anything that tastes sweet, hair and makeup products, and naughty love stories. She is also an avid reader of all sub-genres of romance fiction.

Thanks for wanting to get to know Rhyme better. But by far, her books are much more exciting.

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Tess Oliver & Anna Hart- Stone Deep

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You’ve heard from Colt and Hunter Stone, and now it’s time for Slade’s story. You thought the other two were tough bad boys? Just wait.

Slade Stone needs to straighten out his life. It’s time, he decides, to get a real job, steer clear of trouble and think about a future. But his good intentions go completely awry when Britton Henley stumbles into his life and his heart. Now, like it or not, Slade is in deep.

Britton Henley is out for one thing– revenge. The last thing she expected on her path to avenge her twin sister’s death was to lose her heart to Slade Stone.

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Tess Oliver is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of Freefall.

She is a former teacher, who now dedicates her morning caffeine rush to writing romance instead of teaching math and reading. Tess lives in California, the land of perpetual sunshine and traffic, with her husband, kids and five dogs. She is a longtime romance junkie, who likes her hero to be an alpha with a twist of compassion and if he has long hair and rides a horse or a motorcycle all the better. She writes young adult, new adult and adult romance in both contemporary and historical settings. When she’s not reading or writing romance, she can be found hiking, vacuuming up dog hair or baking goodies for her family.

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Alexa Davis- Under His Direction

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Introducing Under His Dominance, book eight of the sexy new series from Alexa Davis that will test your boundaries…

Natalie Jacobs is a reporter trying to do a story on the panty dropping Dante Devereaux, a billionaire computer hacker who sells foreign government secrets to the CIA. This story could make her career and she’s willing to do anything to get it, even if it means sleeping with the enemy. The only problem is men aren’t ever into her so getting the story could be difficult.

Dante Devereaux is a cocky alpha male who isn’t scared of anything, even the FBI investigating him for selling the United States government’s secrets to foreign governments. He knows he can do whatever he wants since he has the power to hack anyone or anything and benefit from the information and that includes Natalie Jacobs who he will do everything possible to take control of…in and out of his bed.

Little do they know that they are both completely different people than they thought.

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Lacy Denvers has lost her job, and lost her way. All she wants to do now is get her career back on track and find some stability again, but first, she wants to mark something off her bucket list: She wants to learn to ride a horse. Her dream vacation to the Crawley Creek Cattle Ranch turns into a lesson in patience when the North Dakota winter proves unpredictable as ever. Wrapped in a cocoon of snow, Lacy finds the ranch to be a hidden treasure trove of cowboy eye candy, and her mouth is watering even as her brain is telling her to run.

After a devastating tragedy, a young Drannon Russo ended up fostering with the Crawley family, and found a home. He’s only moved away once and had to lean on family for support when his dreams were shattered. Being a cowboy on a ranch is a pretty lonely existence. When a beautiful redhead shows up looking for a fresh start he’s determined to give them both what they want.

Will this vacation into the heart of cattle country turn out to be a mistake, or will Lacy and Drannon find their future in each other?

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There was a couple of inches of snow drift across the front lawn, but when she turned the corner and faced west, brown grass poked through just a dusting of snow, and the wind stole her breath from her lungs. Grey clouds filled the sky and the scent of snow was on the air. Tipping her head down, she hurried across the yard to the massive barn doors, pausing only long enough to tug one open and squeeze through it.
Compared to the cold outside, the warmth of the barn was intoxicating. The smell of animals and hay filled her nose and she sneezed loudly.
“Bless you.”
The deep voice was followed by a masculine chuckle, and she jerked in surprise looking for its owner. When she didn’t immediately spot anyone she frowned.
“Thank you, um, whoever you are?”
A black cowboy hat appeared over the top of a stall next to a brown horses head. Under the hat was a strong face, with a sharp jaw and a meticulously trimmed goatee and mustache. His nose was a little large, and as she stepped closer she could see that it was also slightly crooked with a telling bump in the middle. The smile on his face was amused as he allowed her to look her fill. But his dark black eyebrow rose when she remained quietly standing several feet away from him.
Concern filled his brown eyes and he reached one long arm over the stall door opening the latch. Her vision suddenly filled with the huge sexy body of a real life cowboy and she felt her chest tighten. He was beautiful. Black curly hair peeked out from under the brim of his hat, barely curling over his ears and the collar of his heavy brown coat. His wide shoulders filled out every spare millimeter of the material, and a powerfully built chest drew her gaze further down until her eyes struck gold. Framed by perfectly cut chaps was a thick looking bulge of blue denim and zipper, and Lacy nearly groaned out loud at the many wicked images running through her brain.
“Are you all right?”
She jumped in surprise at his question and felt a hot blush creep up her cheeks. “Yes, I’m sorry. That was ridiculously rude, please excuse me.” She stepped forward with her hand out, “I’m Lacy Denvers.”
“Ah, Denvers, yes Marilyn said we were going to have a guest for a couple of weeks.” The hand that took hers was enormous, and it engulfed her grip until she could barely see her own skin. She could feel calluses on his palm and a shiver went up her spine at the touch. What would that feel like on other more sensitive parts of her body? “Pretty unusual for someone to book a vacation in North Dakota in the winter.”
She was taken aback by the comment, and frowned up at him. At five foot eight, Lacy wasn’t a short girl, but the cowboy was at least eight or nine inches taller than she was, so her head had to tip back to see his eyes. “I booked the trip last summer. I wanted to get away from the city and I wanted to learn how to ride. Is that a problem?”
“Want to learn how to ride, huh?” The teasing flirtation in his voice made her pussy clench and her breasts swell. This time it was his eyes that slowly wandered down her body taking in every bit of her before coming back up to meet her pointed gaze. “I have no doubt that you can learn how to ride like a pro here at Crawley Creek.”
She nodded sharply refusing to acknowledge the innuendo. His eyes had turned a darker color, and his pupils had grown along with the bulge behind his zipper. The attraction was clearly mutual. Her heart was racing in her chest, and she turned back to the horse he had been working with in order to give herself some breathing room.
“She’s pretty, does she have a name?”
The cowboy stepped closer to the stall. Suddenly her palms were sweating too, and she was glad she had on so many layers so that he wouldn’t be able to see the hard nubs of her nipples poking through her shirt.
“She is a he, and his name is Toto.”
Lacy snorted and then covered her mouth in embarrassment. “Sorry, you don’t mean, Toto like the dog in Oz do you?”
“Is there another Toto?”
A giggle slipped out, and then turned into a full on loud laugh. Toto snuffed in his stall and looked at her with large brown eyes. The cowboy seemed amused at her enjoyment. He stepped closer and reached his hand up to run it over Toto’s forehead. The horse nuzzled him, and bobbed its head asking for more affection.
“Here, reach up and touch him. He’s like any other male, if you stroke him right he’ll be yours.” His voice was low and deep, and his eyes were locked on Lacy while she reached up to run her hand over the soft white spot on Toto’s forehead. Toto truly did seem to appreciate the gesture, and he tipped his nose to sniff at her arm.
“He’s beautiful. This is the closest I’ve ever been to a real horse.”
“Toto is honored to be your first.”
Lacy’s eyes darted over to look at the cowboy. His flirtations weren’t subtle, and his eyes blatantly said that he would be up for a hot sweaty fling. She pondered for less than a breath before she turned to face him.
“Are all cowboys this forward?” She cocked her head to one side watching him. His eyes shuttered and the heat seemed to seep out of them instantly.
“I apologize. It’s not often a beautiful woman appears in the barn out of nowhere. I have some more work to do, but you’re welcome to look around, just make sure to stay out of the stalls without someone with you. All of the horses are gentle most of the time, but accidents happen. You’re such a wisp, one kick and you’d be done for.” While he spoke, he reached back over the wall of the stall and pulled up a bucket that must have been on a hook inside. There was a collection of unusual tools inside the bucket, but she didn’t have a chance to ask him what they were before he was headed down the walkway and out the doors.

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Cowboys don’t cry, but Roman “Romeo” Freemont certainly has enough tragic history to spend his days teary-eyed. Instead he’s turned to women and liquor in an effort to soothe his aches and pains, but when a petite brunette with a feisty temper comes crashing into his world, he realizes what he’s been missing.

Francesca “Franki” Scott has walked through fire herself. Nowadays she just isn’t a people person, and she’s definitely not interested in a wannabe playboy ranch owner either. She has a mission and it could mean life or death for someone close to her if she gets distracted.

Closing the gap between these two wounded souls could mean surviving yet another tragedy. Will their determination to hide their pain from themselves be their downfall, or will they come through this rough ride together?

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Roman was concerned for Franki’s well-being. Or at least that’s what he kept repeating in his head as he climbed the stairs and walked directly to the door marked Sunflower Room. She’d looked pale when she skipped out of dinner early, and he just wanted to check on her.
Rolling his eyes as he stared at the wooden door, he scoffed silently at his own thoughts. The truth was that he wanted to see her again, and perhaps question her about what’d happened between them earlier. It was clear there was attraction on both their parts, but she didn’t seem happy about it.
Lifting his hand, he knocked softly and held his breath until the door opened. The lamp was on behind her, and it gave her a soft glow as she frowned up at him. Her beautiful hair was down again, and it curly wildly around her face and shoulders. Bare shoulders. She wore some sort of stretchy material over her breasts that left her shoulders and soft belly bare down to her hips where a pair of low rise shorts clung to her curvy hips. Seeing all that bare skin made his knees weak, and he leaned heavily against the door jamb.
“Roman?” she crossed her arms over her bare midriff and took a step backwards. “I thought you were Marilyn, is everything okay?”
When he tried to speak his voice came out as croak and he had to clear his throat, and start again. “No. I mean, yes, I mean, everything is fine. I just wanted to check on you. You ran out of dinner so quickly, and you looked a little…I’m sorry. I didn’t meant to wake you again.”
He wanted to kick his own ass for his rambling. Never in his life had a woman made him this off balance. Charm was his game, and he played it well, so why was he suddenly unsure of himself?
“I’m okay, just really tired. The road trip version of jet lag I guess. Thank you, for checking on me.” She said, giving him a small smile. She reached for the door, but then hesitated and glanced over her shoulder at the interior of the bedroom as if unsure of her next move too. The light washed over her face and he noticed the tear tracks on her cheeks and a slight puffiness to her eyes. His stomach clenched and before he could stop himself, he tugged her into his arms, delighting in the softness of her curves against him.

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LoriKingAuthorLogoBest-selling author, Lori King, is also a full-time wife and mother of three boys. Although she rarely has time to just enjoy feminine pursuits; at heart she is a hopeless romantic. She spends her days dreaming up Alpha men, and her nights telling their stories. An admitted TV and book junkie, she can be found relaxing with a steamy story, or binging in an entire season of some show online. She gives her parents all the credit for her unique sense of humor and acceptance of all forms of love. There are no two loves alike, but you can love more than one with your whole heart.

With the motto: Live, Laugh, and Love like today is your only chance, she will continue to write as long as you continue to read. Thank you for taking the time to indulge in a good Happily Ever After with her.

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The zombie apocalypse was Alexis Winter’s first challenge. It won’t be her last.

Life on S-Island hasn’t been easy, but Alexis and her fellow survivors are making the best of their new lives in a post-Z world. Every day is a struggle, a struggle to find food, to keep the zombies from their door and to prepare for anything this new world might throw at them. There is no room for heartache, there is no room for mourning the lost, there is only one focus: the fight for survival. And there is definitely no room for love. At least that is what Alexis keeps telling herself.

The second installment in the NOLA Zombie series by Gillian Zane. Be warned, there will be monsters, living and dead, there will be very intense sexy-time and there will be a third book.

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Gillian Zane has been writing fiction stories since she was first able to put pen to paper. She has published a few non-fiction books in her field of study, which is Art, but finally, after all, these years her first fiction novella is being released. Gillian is obsessed with anything that gives her a thrill and feels adding romance to any storyline is a good thing. She was born and raised in New Orleans, Louisiana and couldn’t imagine living anywhere else. She lives with her husband, too many animals in a little house that has way too many books.

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K.A. Hunter- Relinquished

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Jules Donovan has been in and out of unsavory foster homes and repulsive motels her entire life. She’s known nothing but loss, abandonment, crime, and pain. Now that she’s aged out of the system, she can’t remember ever having dreams for her future because she’s constantly fighting for daily survival.

When she meets the Riley brothers, there’s something about them that draws her in. She’s never let her guard down, but Dante and Holden make her feel valuable, like she actually matters. And for the first time in her life, she senses something she’s never experienced before—protection.

But can these mysterious brothers keep her safe from the dark monsters that lie in wait, ready for their final revenge? And how in the hell does older brother Dante know so much about her anyway?

Unbeknownst to her, things have been set in motion ever since she was ripped from her mother’s womb and, as each jagged piece of her life unfolds, she will begin to wonder, who’s really in charge of her fate?

**TRIGGER WARNING…this novel contains non-explicit scenes of abuse. There is strong language throughout. Relinquished is intended for mature readers**

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Volunteering is extremely important to her, and she and her family work with several local non-profit organizations. A portion of her sales will always go to charity.

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M.S. Parker & Cassie Wild- Serving Him

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Growing up all she wanted to be was a dancer, actor or author. So far only the latter has come true but M. S. Parker hasn’t retired her dancing shoes just yet. She is still waiting for the call for her to appear on Dancing With The Stars.

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Cassie Wild loves romance. Ever since she was eight years old she’s been reading every romance novel she could get her hands on, always dreaming of writing her own romance novels.

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M.S. Parker & Cassie Wild- Pure Lust vol. 4

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It was almost here. My wedding day. The happiest day of my life. Or at least that’s what it should have been, but when Cody brought news that something bad had happened to Edward, I felt my world crashing down.

Twenty-two year-old Gabriella Baine is just about to get her happily ever after with her very own rich and handsome Prince Charming, Edward Bouvier, despite his mother’s attempts to tear them apart. Now, with the news that Edward’s life is in danger, Gabriella knows that she could lose everything.
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Kyann Waters, Natasha Blackthorne & Tarah Scott- Tempted to Misbehave

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THE HIGHLANDER’S IMPROPER WIFE by KyAnn Waters and Tarah Scott
A proper young lady should never attend a Masque…Aphrodite is no lady.

Betrothal to the callous Lord Blackhall painted a future devoid of love. Upon his death, Lady Caroline Wilmont is promised to the younger brother. Caroline refuses to allow her first taste of desire to be at the hands of a man who would rather have any woman but her. This, her last night of freedom, is to be a memory of lust that she can take with her throughout her loveless marriage. As Aphrodite, Caroline attends a masque determined to find a man to initiate her into the intimacies of erotic love.

Taran Robertson, Viscount of Blackhall, makes no secret that he despises his obligation to marry the Sassenach heiress chosen for him by his father. As a last foray before his wedding, he attends a masque. However, the spirited vixen he meets and seduces has secrets…secrets that just may reveal he’s to have an improper wife.

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He is her most dangerous temptation and now he is demanding her submission. Dare she take the risk?

Book one in the Regency Risks Series

Emotionally scarred in the horrific accident that took her husband’s life, Lady Cranfield is imprisoned by her lingering terror of horses and carriages. She longed to be closer to the fascinating Earl of Ruel. She sensed intuitively that he could teach her how to overcome the terrors that held her in bondage.

And now she’s willing to risk almost anything-her reputation, even her virtue-to find out. But what he proposes startles her.

When the shy, studious and socially awkward young widow approached him, Ruel instantly sensed she would be the sweetest, most submissive experience of a lifetime-if only he can gain her total and complete trust. He makes her a non-negotiable offer. His help in return for her submission and obedience.

But Lady Cranfield grew up neglected by her ducal parents, raised by servants and then later ignored by her handsome, charming husband. She’s learnt to protect her heart at all costs and she trusts no one but herself.

How can the jaded Earl of Ruel break through her self-protective defences and show her how to love when he has spent his lifetime avoiding that tender trap?

Erotica Romance ~ Light BDSM ~ Rubenesque / BBW ~ Regency Historical ~ Character Driven Story ~ Drama ~ Shy Heroine ~ Novel Length 86,000 Words

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It’s a Mississippi Deputy Sheriff’s duty to bring a serial killer to justice…even when he’s a three hundred year old Scottish lord. It’s an SAS agent’s duty to save her.

With each passing day, Lord Colin Morrison grows more furious…and more desperate. In three hundred years, not one of the women who shared his bed broke the spell that imprisoned him in Castle Morrison. Margot Saulnier is different. She can save him. All she has to do is give in to her desire for him. Then die.

Deputy Sheriff Margot Saulnier knows her best friend murdered her husband—Margot’s cousin—but she can’t prove it. Now, four years later, out of the blue, Cat calls Margot from Scotland and invites her to visit. Margot turns in her badge and leaves Mississippi. This time, she’ll do whatever it takes to prove Cat murdered Donny. Margot didn’t plan on falling in love with an SAS Agent—or a three-hundred-year-old Scottish lord. Now she must choose.

SAS Agent Charles McNeil is going to keep Margot Saulnier out of trouble—whether she likes it or not. He understands her need for justice, but with no proof and no authority, she’s headed for serious trouble. So is he. Charles didn’t plan on falling in love with Margot. Neither did he plan on saving her from a serial killer.

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Natasha Blackthorne

Natasha Blackthorne writes hot & sensual Erotic Historical Romance where deeply flawed characters find love & trust. Her stories are most frequently about the intimate journey of the characters as they learn to open their hearts to love.

Natasha’s heroines are not perfect ladies. They are wildflowers and wallflowers who flirt with the forbidden. Whether they are bold or shy, these heroines’ strong desires and deep emotions drive the plot and drive their heroes to the point of no return. Natasha’s heroes are strong and dominant and live their lives with strength and purpose. They support their women in everything.

Natasha holds a B.A. in History, loves reading, cats and music. Readers are welcomed to Friend her on Facebook where she is most socially active online.

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Award winning author Tarah Scott cut her teeth on authors such as Georgette Heyer, Zane Grey, and Amanda Quick. Her favorite book is a Tale of Two Cities, with Gone With the Wind as a close second. She writes modern classical romance, and paranormal and romantic suspense. Tarah grew up in Texas and currently resides in Westchester County, New York with her daughter.

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A.T. King- Highway 187

 

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Four friends embark on a road trip on their last weekend together before going to college. While heading out of town they decide to take a detour and visit the mysterious “Highway 187” which is said to be plagued with strange occurrences that no one can explain. The friends run into a little car trouble and decide to pass the time by sharing ghost stories. Little do they know that the most terrifying tale is the one they are about to take part in.

 

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It was a hot and muggy Sunday afternoon, just like every other day in Deep South Texas. I liketo think that when Stephen King wrote “ninety degrees in the shade, ninety six in the sun, hot

enough that the air shimmers above the pavement as if over an open incinerator” he was

thinking of this place we call home. That seems to be the case for us all year round, even during

the so-called winter months. It seems that here in South Texas we just have two seasons;

spring and summer.

We usually get five or six days of what could pass for cold and only nine orten days that are wet or bearable, if we are lucky. I had just gotten out of work and was about to

head for home when my phone rang. I checked the number but I didn’t recognize it. I thought

about ignoring the call, but something told me to answer it.

“Hello?” I answered, hoping it wasn’t a telemarketer of some sort. Those damn bastardshave gotten sneakier over the years. Nowadays they actually call your cell phone, and I just

wasn’t in the mood to deal with them at the moment.

“Yes, hello, am I speaking with Mr. Dutton?” asked the soft voice on the other side.
 “Yes, may I ask who is calling?”
 “Mr. Dutton, I am Dr. Keely calling from the Millen Medical Center. I was asked tocontact you by one of our patients, a Mr. Nicholas Christie.”

 “Nick? I haven’t heard from him in years. Is he ok?”
 “I really can’t go into details with you, except to say that he has asked for you to come;he says it is a matter of life and death.”

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A nightmare coming to an end…

Peyton Harrison came to Claywater to bring her kidnapped son home. The last thing she expects is to run into Gabe Harrison, the man who abandoned her before her son was born. Her body might want to take up where they left off, but her heart remembers Gabe’s betrayal all too well—and everything she’d risk for momentary pleasure.

A past catching up to them…

Gabe always knew he’d share the love of his life with his twin brother, Sam, except he’d found that love far too young. He did the honorable thing and walked away, but now an adult Peyton is in his hometown and keeping secrets behind her world-weary eyes.

Sam is knee-deep in a drug investigation threatening the town he loves. Peyton’s arrival is a distraction he doesn’t need; still, he can’t deny her pull. He and Gabe have always stood together, but now the one woman they both want may be the one thing that divides them.

A future threatened…

When violence shatters their world, the past and present intertwine in ways none of them expected. Anticipating their enemy’s next move is the only way to keep their son safe, but what about their hearts?

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Time to man up.
The creak of the stairs echoed his uneasiness as he climbed to the second floor. As open as the first, it would easily transform into a secondary dining room or banquet area. At the moment, however, it was serving as storage. He could hear Peyton rummaging through something around the corner from a huge cabinet that blocked his view. Stealing himself against the chaos racing through his brain, he stepped into the room.
And stood there, dumbfounded all over again, barely resisting the urge to glare down at his crotch with a what the fuck are you thinking? It seemed nothing had changed—if he was in Peyton’s presence, he was hard and hurting; that’s all there was to it.
“You look just the way I remember you,” he finally said.
Peyton muttered something that sounded like “At least you remember,” but he couldn’t be sure. When the silence threatened to crack his teeth, he was gritting them so hard, he tried again. “Looks like the place needs work. When you planning to open?”
Stiff spine, no more muttering, but the box she was kneeling beside was getting a cavity search like nobody’s business. Gabe switched to his don’t-fuck-with-me cop tone. “What are you doing here, Peyton?”
Peyton didn’t even flinch. This was definitely not the girl he’d known in Memphis. “That much should be obvious,” she said. Metal clinked a sharp accompaniment to her words.
“In Claywater?” He stepped forward carefully, fighting the instinct to pick her up and shake her. She always had ripped his control to tiny fucking shreds. “Why here? Why now? You’re a long way from Memphis, baby.”
Now that got a reaction. Peyton shot up and around, her expression and her tone both dripping venom. “Don’t you ever call me that again.” She sucked in a deep breath, and he could almost hear the rattle of emotion in her chest. What was it? Anger, certainly, but then what—pain, like him? Disgust? At him or herself? Because unless he missed his guess, there was hunger in the mix, a hunger that matched his own.
“I don’t have to explain anything to you, Gabe. You lost that right a long time ago, if you ever had it to begin with, so don’t bother questioning me. I have as much right to be here as anyone else.”
“Stalking me, baby?” This time he used the word deliberately. The need in his gut felt like a bomb just waiting for the fuse to burn down. He had to find out why she was here and then get out before it was too late.
The raspberry Peyton blew filled the air between them with her scorn. “Sure, I’m following you. Right. Like I knew where you lived after you walked out on me without so much as a good-bye note.” Her body tightened, her face going blank of all emotion, all reaction, and her control—such a sharp contrast to the way he felt right now—shook him to the core. She jerked her head in a terse negative. “No, Gabe. This is my place. It’s time for you to leave.” A tiny smile curled the corner of her mouth. “Again.”
Too late had been reached. His body responded to her challenge without thought, without restraint. He stalked her, silent and deadly, his muscles readying for battle—and looking forward to every minute of it, if his erection was any indication. Each step had Peyton backing away in equal measure, although she didn’t give him the satisfaction of fear. Or words. Only the movement of her body spoke.

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Writing has been my passion since childhood, but like many writers, life got in the way. After earning a BA in English Literature, I married and started a family. But the worlds and characters that swirled through my mind just wouldn’t go away, and at a particularly difficult time in my life, I picked up pen and paper (or laptop) and tried to release some of that difficulty onto the page. I’ve been writing ever since. Now I’m a member of Romance Writers of America, run an accountability blog to help writers reach their goals, and am pursuing publication with the same passion I feel for writing.

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A Woman In Danger
When Kelly finds herself kidnapped, she clings to the one thing that allows her to withstand the ordeal, a dream of a long forgotten memory—Noah.
A Hero with a Secret…
A highly decorated naval officer, Noah rushes to save Kelly, and then starts to help unlock the secret of their shared past.
A Love That Is More than a Dream…
Together they discover a love and passion surpassing all of their dreams, but before they can have a future together they have to solve the mystery of their past.
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“Oh God, Noah.” Kali pushed the half-eaten meal away. He pushed it back in front of her. “I can’t eat.”
“All of your clothes are falling off of you. You were kept for over six weeks. You need to eat.” He looked at her and saw her wince and kicked himself for bringing up her captivity. He suddenly felt echoes of her pain in her wrists, ankles and head, as she felt residual pain.
“Does it really matter to you? How I look, I mean?”
She was kidding right? He got up and walked around to her side of the booth, and wrapped an arm around her. She laid her head on his shoulder, it seemed his Kali liked sitting side by side.
“I’m sorry I brought up everything, now please, let’s finish our meal, this food is fabulous, just like you promised.”
“Really I can’t eat.”
Noah closed his eyes and as he concentrated his stomach tied up in knots. He had an idea because he was still pretty damn hungry.
“Kali, put your hand on my stomach.” She looked at him in confusion. He drew her hand to his stomach, and placed his over it. “Close your eyes, and feel what I’m feeling.” Taking a deep breath, he inhaled the aroma of the ginger, beef and noodles in front of him. Her eyes popped open.
“You’re hungry. Really hungry.”
“Yeah, but now how are you feeling? Is your tummy still tied up in knots?”
“No,” she looked at him in wonder, and he couldn’t help himself. He dipped in for a slow kiss. He wasn’t just hungry for food. He pulled away and she giggled.
“What?”
“You look cute wearing lipstick.” In for a penny, in for a pound, he leaned in again, his hand cupping the back of her neck, angling her head just so. He tasted the flavor of the food, but it was overpowered by the sweetness of Kali. He could die a happy man, immersed in the arms of this woman. Their stomachs growled in unison and they broke away laughing.
“I guess this empathic thing works both ways,” Kali said as she dabbed the lipstick off his lips.
“It does work both ways. Haven’t you noticed how in tune you are to my emotions?” She didn’t think she could feel him the way he felt her?
“Yeah, but it’s just your emotions, I didn’t think I could feel you physically, like you feel my headaches and things.”
“Beautiful, what about in bed? Haven’t you noticed how we have this feedback loop that spirals higher and higher?”
She bowed her head and mumbled. “I thought it was normal.”
“You mean that’s how it always is for you?” Noah’s voice rose and he couldn’t stop the feeling of indignation coloring his voice.
“Lower your voice. No. It’s never happened before. But I’ve never experienced, well you know. With a man. I mean, of course I’ve had. But never with a man. You mean that’s not how it always is?” She looked up at him in wonder. “Because every time we make love it’s better than the last time, and the first time was the most beautiful experience of my life. I was dying thinking you feel it every time you’re with another woman.”
“Oh Kali, it’s never happened for me either.” His fingers massaged her scalp, luxuriating in the warm feel of her satiny hair. “It’s you. It’s us.”
She dropped her head to his chest. “Oh.”
“Now we cleared that up, eat your food.” The rest of the meal was torture. Even though her lips were now devoid of paint, the slick pink color still had him thinking of her engulfing his cock. Thank God he was wearing jeans and not slacks. But maybe not, the zipper was biting so deeply into his engorged flesh he might end up with a permanent scar.

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When Seth’s agency sends him on one last mission, Seth never realized his short assignment would last so long. While working undercover, Seth dreams of a time when he can be reunited with the love of his life.
A Woman Who Will Risk Everything
When Annie realizes she finally has a chance to help the man she loves, she takes it. Experiencing the darkest underbelly of society, Annie risks her life to save innocents, and help Seth find a way home.
A Love That Nothing Can Tear Apart
When Seth finds out that Annie has been captured, he will do anything to save her, and nothing or no one is safe until she is back in his arms.
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“Stop.”
Thiago continued.
Seth grabbed Thiago’s forearm in a punishing grip, seconds away from breaking it.
“Let go,” Thiago said, through gritted teeth. “You forget yourself.”
“Until I say differently, she’s my property, or I leave now.” Seth was truly scared. Labado was a murdering sadist, and he might have pushed him too far, but he couldn’t ignore it for one more second. Labado stared at him and slowly let go of the whimpering girl. She dropped to the floor. Labado cradled his arm and toed her with his shoe.
“Is she the one?”
“How would I know, I haven’t seen the others,” Seth said in a calm voice.
“Anton, bring in the next sample,” he called out. Four more young women were brought in for Seth to view, all slightly older than the girl who remained silently crying on the floor at his feet.
After they all were standing in a row, Leslie turned to him. “Well?”
“And the one in the picture?”
“She’s not as docile, and she has bruising.”
Seth gave her a toothy smile. “So she has spirit and marks up well. Too bad you didn’t bring her.” He set down his drink and got up.
“She’s in the hall. Bring her in Anton.” He continued to stand. This was it, his palms were damp, and a bead of sweat trickled down his neck. The bastard was gripping Annie tightly by the scruff of her neck, forcing her into the room. Her face was mostly hidden by her hair. It was a trick he had seen her use many times to assess a situation without people being aware of what she was doing. Then like a laser, she saw the girl lying on the ground and she yanked out of the man’s hold and was on her knees in front of Labado, cradling the girl’s head in her lap.
“Oh, I like a woman who knows her place,” Labado crooned.
Why didn’t I break the fucker’s arm?
“What did you do to her?” Annie demanded, her head turning to Labado, as Leslie watched Seth. He looked at her, schooling his features, so he could survive the contempt he would see in his lover’s, his love’s face. But while her face was hard and cold her eyes held nothing but joy.
“She is not your business.”
“I’m making her my business.”
“You’re in no position to negotiate. You’re a captive. All but naked on the floor. Where is your leverage?”
“Apparently I’m a commodity of some value, or I wouldn’t be here.” She tossed her hair and looked at Labado. “I’m of value to him. I have leverage.” She helped the girl off the floor, murmuring softly to her. God, she was magnificent. He kept his face flat and raised an eyebrow at Labado.
“You seem taken.” Seth said stating the obvious.
“You don’t. I thought spirit and easily marked were two of your criteria.” Labado’s eyes followed Annie as she took the young girl to a sofa. Anton followed her with an amused expression on his face.
“I find myself drawn to both of them. They both have,” Seth paused, “certain qualities.”
“I am in complete agreement. I will take whichever one you pass up.”
“But you told me the other day your current mistress was to your liking.”
“A man can always make room for two women.” Labado licked his lips as he looked at the women/girls on the sofa. Seth looked at the four other women in the room. He wished a man could always make room for six. God, they had to stop this tonight, but it wasn’t going to happen. Could Kota and Nate somehow keep track of these four?
“I’m sorry. I really can’t decide. If you’re intent on taking one of these two, I’m going to have to go through with the divorce.” Labado pulled his gaze away from the sofa and stared incredulously at Seth.
“You are talking crazy. You have what you want. You just said so.”
“But you are intent on taking what I truly desire.” He watched as the sick bastard processed what he was saying. Leslie laughed.
“Well aren’t you just full of surprises. First you didn’t want any of the women I had to offer, and now you want two. But I thought you liked spirit, and one seems like a bit of a victim.”
“I like the dichotomy. But the point is moot.” He looked at the sofa and couldn’t see Annie’s face, her hair hid everything. He knew exactly what was going on in her mind, in her soul, because it mirrored his own heart. He had to pull this off.

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Years in corporate America honed her ability to manipulate words by day, and at night she read everything she could get her hands on, including many, romances!
Happily married to her long, tall Texan and living in Southern California, Caitlyn has finally found the time to write very steamy happily-every-afters for Siren/Bookstrand.
She has just started writing the Found series. It’s a bit Paranormal, a bit Sci-Fi and 100% Action/Adventure. The characters have special abilities, that make them targets.
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Jenna Fox- Sealed in Blood

**Contains a possessive alpha male, sexually graphic descriptions and is intended for readers aged 18 and up**

What Happens in Vegas Sometimes Follows You Home

Determined to forget her ex-fiancé and gather the remains of her betrayed heart, Charisma Claiborne scrapes together her hard earned pennies for a dream trip to Las Vegas.  On her first day in town, she has an accident with an eccentric casino owner.  Enthralled by his good looks, she falls into his bed for a steamy one night stand.

But Hunt Blackwater is more than a mysterious, gorgeous casino owner.  Rumors of a Native American curse and a string of inexplicable deaths follow in his wake – but the most terrifying is his ability to reach right into Charisma’s soul and make her want the things she’s convinced herself she can do without.

Unwilling to get in over her head, Charisma cuts her trip short and returns home, but trouble seems to follow her.  With remembered whispers of curses in her ears and the lingering smell of death in her nose, she wonders if she is his next victim.  Things go from puzzling to harrowing as Charisma comes face to face with the greatest betrayal she could ever imagine

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Charisma swallowed hard, standing in front of the door to Hunt’s suite. What lay behind it? It was like he was opening the lid to Pandora’s Box.
Hunt held her gaze, and took her purse when the door clicked open. “I like being in charge of things. You won’t have a problem with that.”
The carnal rumble in his voice rekindled a fire deep inside of her that Charisma had thought was long dead. She’d become so tired of the struggle to keep her life together; tired of trying to take care of herself and every situation in her single life. How liberating it would be to surrender control to this man.
“I don’t have a problem with it.”
Hunt held out his hand. “You mentioned a shower.”
He led her down a hallway to the bathroom. Charisma was so nervous she hardly noticed the large, jetted tub. Hunt took off his suit jacket and laid it on the vanity, opened the glass door to the shower and turned on the water. He leaned in, relaxing his posture as he maintained firm eye contact. “I think I’ll have you begin by undressing me.”
The shower seemed to get louder with each passing second. Charisma’s fingers shook as she struggled to undo each button on his shirt. What was she doing? She’d never been in a shower with a man before, nor had she undressed a man.
He pulled the shirt off, throwing it on the double vanity. Naked, he would be even more intimidating than, and as gorgeous, as a god. His tanned chest was sprinkled with dark hair atop rippling abs. Charisma’s pulse thudded inside her neck. I’m really going to do this.
“Now. Take off your clothes. All of them.” His voice was sharp.
Charisma couldn’t look him in the eye, as she reached around to unzip her skirt. She allowed it to fall to the floor, but hesitated to unbutton her blouse.
“The shirt comes off too.”
Her fingers finally completed the task. She stood, motionless, awaiting a look of disapproval on Hunt’s face as his eyes zeroed in on her curvaceous hips.
“I don’t think you’re finished. I still see panties and a bra.”
Charisma’s face was flaming. She reached around to unhook her bra, biting down on her bottom lip as her traitorous nipples told of her arousal.
Hunt’s lips parted, and he lowered his voice. “I can see your embarrassment. You’re beautiful.” She relaxed slightly as he ran his hand over her hip. “You’re not to be ashamed. Understood?”
Charisma nodded, looking at the floor.
“Miss Claiborne, look at me.”
His eyes glittered as they roamed over her. Her body responded in a warm flood, as he murmured his approval.
Charisma trembled with desire, keenly aware of her pulse, as Hunt unzipped his pants, freeing his erection. Her muscles clenched at his size.
“You’re still blushing. You see how hard I am for you, and you will not be ashamed.”
Steam escaped as he opened the shower door. She stepped into the hot stream, Hunt behind her.
“Turn and face me. On your knees.”

 

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Jenna Fox is a civilized hillbilly and best selling, multi published author of erotica residing in Eastern Tennessee. She enjoys reading and jotting down poetry in her spare time.  Besides juggling a busy family life, Fox reviews and critiques for other authors and crafts her own dark erotic tales. Stories always feature a mysterious alpha male with unexpected twists to shock the reader. She believes in HFN and HEA endings, although not always in a romantic or conventional way.

Her work is born from real life experiences, an overactive imagination and a consuming caffeine addiction.  Sometimes she finds herself writing sex scenes on fast food napkins and store receipts while waiting in traffic. Fox is a listener of hard rock music and a watcher of classic slasher films. In short, she’s a writer, a storyteller, able to make a boo-boo all better with just one kiss and a proud, world class expert at screwing up recipes and scaring away closet monsters.  She believes in ghosts and God and is absolutely convinced chocolate soothes the savage beast.

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What’s a Girl to Do?

What’s a Girl To Do?

Well, not much, if you were a woman in the late 19th century. Women didn’t have a whole lot of career prospects. The overwhelming majority were fairly dependent on men—their fathers, brothers and husbands.

There were a few who denied the status quo and became legendary figures. There’s always a rebel somewhere, right? Most of us have heard of Calamity Jane and Annie Oakley, or the outlaws Pearl Hart and Belle Star. But women that brassy, or as desperate for money as Pearl Hart, who turned to luring men to her room to knock them out and rob them, were few and far between.

That’s not to say the women of the 1800s didn’t have ‘grit.’ No, the 19th century was chock-full of intrepid women, adventurous, stubborn and determined. You needed those qualities to survive, especially out west, where there was little in the way of luxury and daily life was a struggle most of us in the modern era could never truly understand.

A pioneer woman was a homemaker in a time when just procuring clean water took a great deal of energy. They raised the children, cooked, cleaned and took care of their husbands. It was considered a pretty good deal, too, considering the lack of options for women in a society totally ruled by men.

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So what could a woman do?  Well, there’s always prostitution. The most common occupations were seamstresses and laundresses, teachers and boardinghouse matrons. Women could work in factories, they could sing or pick a male pen name and become writers, or they could be nurses. However, women who worked in the medical field were primarily pushed into obstetrics or home care, and with the expansion of medical schools and hospitals, they were overwhelmingly left out of even that profession.

And, of course, most of their career options were completely taken away after marriage.

Out west, a woman had a little more freedom—they even had the right to vote in the Rocky Mountain territories—but less to choose from. Most pretty much had two options, be a prostitute or be a wife.

In Outrageous Offer, Hyacinth Woodley traveled west as a mail-order bride, only to be rejected by her would-be groom. Like most women back then, she has a choice, but her options no longer include marriage. She can either work in a saloon or become Offer O’Neal’s unpaid mistress, in addition to taking over the ‘women’s work’ on his run-down ranch, the Double O.

Alone, desperate and in unfamiliar territory, what’s a girl to do?

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Offer stood up and held out his hand. A wicked gleam entered his eye. “Then I believe I deserve a reward for arranging things to everyone’s satisfaction.”

Hyacinth’s lower belly quivered in agreement. Warmth rushed through her from her head to her feet and prodded her into jumping up to take Offer’s hand. The more the man touched her—pleasured her—the more she needed. She couldn’t wait to retire every night, slipping into Offer’s bed with him and waiting for him to slip into her.

He led her the few steps to the bed and turned back the covers. Then he let go of her hand and whipped off his shirt. Hyacinth made an appreciative noise as she took in the sight of his hard chest, the strength that was so apparent in every ripple and flex of his muscles as he unbuttoned and shucked off his pants. When he straightened, his cock jutted out proudly, flushed with need and tempting her to reach for it.

Offer backed up. “Uh-uh, darlin’, not just yet.”

Hyacinth’s hand dropped to clutch her skirts as Offer climbed up onto his rickety bed and laid back, arms folded beneath his head. He did nothing more than watch her as she fidgeted, waiting for him to give her some clue as to what he wanted.

“Well?” His eyebrows lifted.

She cleared her throat and tried to still the excited tremor in her vocal cords. “Well, what?”

“Take your clothes off, Hyacinth. Real slow.”

Biting her lip, she did as she was told. Her lungs worked faster while her shaking fingers struggled to release the tiny row of buttons fastening her bodice. The thrill of Offer’s gaze upon her as she peeled the fabric down to her waist was something she still hadn’t gotten used to, though she enjoyed it, craved it, and wished he would do it more often. Most nights they were both too tired to draw out the kind of teasing that Hyacinth liked so much.

She shimmied her hips and pushed her skirts down farther. They fell to the floor with a quiet swoosh that still managed to echo loudly in the tension-filled room. Tingling awareness raced over her, pulling her nipples tight as she reached for the ties to her chemise.

“That’s right, darlin’, show me your pretty titties.” Offer levered his weight up onto one elbow and stared at her with eyes gone dark with hunger. “I love your tits. They fill my hands and my mouth, topped by those pale pink nipples I could suck for hours.”

With Offer’s words swirling around her, the slide of the fabric over her chest was excruciating. The material caught on Hyacinth’s peaked nipples for a brief moment before falling free, and she caught her breath at the sensation as she shrugged her chemise straps off her arms. Like her skirts, she pushed the thin fabric over her hips, then stepped out of the pile of material at her feet.

Offer lay back again. “I’m a tired man, been working hard all day. I just don’t think I have the energy to fuck you.”

Hyacinth went still. “Excuse me?”

Offer flashed a grin at the ceiling. “Guess that means you have to fuck me tonight. Come over here, Hyacinth.”

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Her prison became his hell.

The only thing standing between Beverly Price and a prison cell is her well connected attorney, Jackson McNabb.  Jackson pulls some legal strings, getting Beverly sent to his family’s plantation to work out her sentence at an isolated setting- the perfect place for sexual escapades. When Jack and Beverly act on the pent-up lust burning between them, their passion rouses an angry and restless spirit, setting off a series of frightening paranormal events and sending Beverly fleeing the arms of her lover, leaving Jack to fight for both of their lives.

Savannah Sins Teaser Are you Ready for me Beverly

He pinned her back up against the wall, anger blazing in his eyes. The corner of his lip curled and his forehead wrinkled. “The spoiled little rich girl wants attention by trashing her room.” He yanked down his zipper. “Well, now she’s got it.”
Jack was up in her face when Beverly’s hands slapped against the sheet rock, seeking purchase as he kneed open her legs. Her feet left the floor and she braced her legs around his waist when he forced his thighs underneath hers. He slammed his cock in her slit, the force making her pussy burn and spasm from the delectable shock.
The muscles in Jack’s arms corded as he reached around and spread her ass cheeks as wide as they would go. Beverly’s eyes nearly rolled to the back of her head with the chafing of his jeans against her, and his denim covered skin on hers fired new pleasure receptors to life. She never considered that area an erogenous zone.
Beverly had never considered a lot of things until Jack introduced them.
Her eyes jarred in their sockets and her spine jolted with the furious pounding of her body against his thighs. The dry friction rubbing against her clit and Jack’s heated breath was a cocktail strong enough to push her across the finish line. His sun browned skin was reddening, pulling taut over his cheekbones. Beverly wondered if she looked as crazy as he did. She laid her head against her shoulders and dug her fingernails into his shoulders, as he wrecked her in the way she always wanted.

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Jenna Fox is a civilized hillbilly and best selling, multi published author of erotica residing in Eastern Tennessee. She enjoys reading and jotting down poetry in her spare time.  Besides juggling a busy family life, Fox reviews and critiques for other authors and crafts her own dark erotic tales. Stories always feature a mysterious alpha male with unexpected twists to shock the reader. She believes in HFN and HEA endings, although not always in a romantic or conventional way.

Her work is born from real life experiences, an overactive imagination and a consuming caffeine addiction.  Sometimes she finds herself writing sex scenes on fast food napkins and store receipts while waiting in traffic. Fox is a listener of hard rock music and a watcher of classic slasher films. In short, she’s a writer, a storyteller, able to make a boo-boo all better with just one kiss and a proud, world class expert at screwing up recipes and scaring away closet monsters.  She believes in ghosts and God and is absolutely convinced chocolate soothes the savage beast.

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Suzy Ayers- Saving Lady J

Saving Lady J – The Butterfly Series

Suzy Ayers

Dark Hollows Press http://www.darkhollowspress.com/

 

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Jamie is a woman confused about who she is sexually. Her submissive side is constantly at war with her mouth.

She becomes involved with Julian, a man with secrets of his own, who becomes her slave.

When two dominant men enter Jamie and Julian’s life, Jamie’s world begins to unravel. As she attempts to help Julian fight his battles, she unwitting puts herself in harms way.

 

In the author’s own words:

Jamie’s had always thought she was a “freak” and hid away. She found herself sexually and unfortunately in the lifestyle there are abusive and frightening situations, as in any “vanilla” life.

I wanted to show growth within two of the main characters over this series. The book is intended to have a second one to explain Julian’s dark past and hopefully a bright future for Jamie.

A majority of this book is based on non-fiction, real characters and a heck of a lot of naughty dreams. Julian is a real person and even Raynth is a real person that I speak with and get advice from. All names are changed and I have never met these people, sadly.

This book is a dark erotic thriller. It is for readers 18+ and includes, but not limited to: force, mindfuckery, anal, spanking and spanking implements, non-con/dub-con, suspenseful elements, pegging, interracial sex, cuckold-themes, etc.

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Excerpt

“Julian, I will call you pet or slave or any other pet names I might come up with.”

He nodded and looked up at me.

“I will collar you with a house collar when I see fit. You are my submissive. I don’t want you to be confused about that. I want to find a collar that suits you. I don’t want you doing bad behavior on purpose. You are free to speak to me, but not tell me what to do. Do you understand?”

He nodded.

“Yes or no?”

“Yes.”

“Repeat after me: “Lady J owns my cock. I am not to touch it unless I need to for going pee. In fact from now on I will sit to pee, because I lost that privilege today”.”

He repeated me, while gritting his teeth.

“Lady J owns me. I am my own person who can take care of himself and will take care of her needs and her home,” I continued.

He repeated this as well.

“Anything you wish to add?”

“Please accept my apology for scaring you earlier. I run. It clears my head. I am not ready to tell you about last night. I’m sorry.” He looked remorsefully at me.

“I accept and it’s alright Julian. We have plenty of time to get to know each other. However, if the gun scares you or—”

His hand touched my thigh. “Please, don’t worry about me.”

I nodded. “Don’t interrupt.”

He smirked and looked down as if he was sorry.

“I am going to spank you now for your punishment. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” he whispered.

“Get on the bed.

I knelt beside him and watched his butt flex in anticipation. I remembered the first time I spanked Ken fondly and grinned. I started slowly and worked up a pace. His white cheeks were starting to look pink. Listening to his gasps and watching him clench the sheets and squeeze his cheeks together turned me on. Despite the stinging beginning in my hand I continued on. I didn’t want to rub it. This was punishment after all.

“Please!” he called out.

“You will be silent and you are done when I say you are,” I said sternly. I aimed for the tops of his thighs and now had him spread his legs. He began to pant, as  I came closer and closer to his balls. “I think that is good for now. Round two in a bit. Follow me to my room. I have work to do and you will stand where I can see you.”

“Yes, Lady J.” He groaned as he stood.

I watched him from the corner of my eye, as  he wobbled out of the room. I had him stand against a wall in my bedroom. I just wanted to torture him. He had a fine ass and I was horny. I sat in my seat and swiveled watching him impatiently stand there. He leaned on his forearms, pressing his head against them. I laughed internally. This was going to be fun.

 

Saving Lady J to be released July 14, 2015

The Strength of Female Characters

There have been a lot of internet posts on the strength of females. A surprising amount, actually. So I thought I’d weigh in—just ‘cause I can.

And because I write female characters and they’re all strong.

I don’t particularly care for weak female characters, but that’s my preference. I don’t mean Damsels in Distress, hell that’s usually the bulk of a story, right? But when that damsel can’t even contribute to her own ‘rescue’ I start losing interest.

But what is feminine strength?

There are a lot of female characters who are straight-up kick-ass. They can shoot and fight, solve crimes, arm wrestle werewolves, or whatever. I do love these stories, because reading is supposed to be fun, it’s supposed to be an activity to engage your imagination, and lots of readers love to put themselves in the shoes of that kick-ass heroine because it’s completely different from our reality.

I’ve got a few of these women roaming around the pages of my books. Nina in Ties of Family, Georgie in Magic Matched, Beryl in The Tithe Collector. These women are strong, tough and more than capable of handling themselves in physical confrontations. They’re brash, bold and intelligent.

But strength often comes in softer forms. The most important characteristic of strength is courage, right? Courage doesn’t necessarily mean swooping in to slay the dragon—it can also mean ducking the dragon’s fire while trying to point the villagers toward safety. It’s about standing your ground as the person you are, and meeting the obstacles you face with determination and hope.

For example, in spite of my personal preferences in regards to FSOG, I knew Ana’s character to be strong from the start. A quiet strength, and that’s part of the reason the trilogy is so wildly popular. This was a form of strength millions of women could relate to, the quiet aspect of daily life and pushing forward with hope.

Strength is the courage to keep going.

That’s it, right there in a nutshell. I have a lot of female characters that fit this description, too. Rebecca from Monster’s Chains, Ileana and Tulah from Magic Matched, and Hyacinth from Outrageous Offer. They are afraid or anxious over their situations, but they get themselves together and push forward, because there is little other option except completely giving up. (And my women rarely surrender!)

I’m going to add a third form of strength that doesn’t quite fit into either of my above categories. It’s not bold and it’s not quiet. Stubbornness, I might call it. The drive to change oneself, or something about oneself, for whatever reason. In real life, this is the hardest thing to do, for either men or women, because that involves facing the darkness within, a true battle with demons that have been hauled around for years.

For example, Meggie in Demon’s Bond has spent the majority of her life denying her psychic ability, but she has to face her fears when a demon attaches itself to her. She has to fight using the only weapon at her disposal, which, quite frankly, scares the hell out of her. Zahra, the djinn in The Tithe Collector, is an addict trying to reform her life. She’s got plenty of motivation—but, then, many addicts do—and she’s determined to succeed no matter the pain or loss. That takes a special kind of ‘guts.’

Strength isn’t just limited to female characters, of course, and for any aspiring writers reading this, give all your characters enough strengths and weaknesses to make them real, to make them 3-D, interesting and relatable. So what’s my point in specifically focusing on females? I write erotica, and all too often I see weak female characters…though I’ve also reads tons of stories following strong women. My genre has definitely drifted away from the helpless maiden who has been ravished by…wait, that’s actually a good story…

Seriously though, this is just me and my opinion of women in fiction. So if you’re looking for a definitive purpose in me writing this, there isn’t one.

Strength has no gender, but it does have form. It comes in boldness and physical combat skills, intelligence and innovation, determination, the ability to stand their ground, face their fears, and, most importantly, hope.

Because what good is strength if there is no hope in using it, whatever form it may take?