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New release, Throwback Thursday and Coming soon

Post author By Author Sam Crescent
Post date July 14, 2022
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Released Today Lost Cause (Killer of Kings 8)

Killer of Kings, 8

Priest doesn’t believe he deserves reward in this life or the next, and he’s fine with that—he lost his faith decades ago. After committing a bloodbath in the name of revenge, he has no regrets. He lives his life of solitude, working for Killer of Kings to keep the demons at bay. When an innocent woman gets in his way during a hit, his once dormant conscience comes back to haunt him.

Cleo Bennet didn’t realize her entire life was about to turn upside down after taking an extra shift at work. She witnesses a grizzly murder only to be kidnapped by the deadliest man alive. But her captor is anything but evil. He cares for her, puts up with her quirks, and she soon can’t imagine life without him. Her enemy becomes her lover, and he’s determined to keep her safe when she gets caught up in his world of life and death.

Can they find love and acceptance in each other or is Priest already a lost cause?

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Blurb

Love is not easy. It’s hard, painful, and this is how ours started, but it’s certainly not how it’s going to end.

For Preacher, taking care of his club is all he’s known. He fought for his position, and he’ll keep it at all costs. He may be a shit father to his son, Bishop, but he doesn’t need to be a father to run the club.

Robin is the daughter of the VP. She knows her place within the club is closely tied to Preacher’s son. They’ve been best friends forever, but she doesn’t want a future with Bishop. She doesn’t know what she does want, though.

When one of the club women is determined to ruin her life, Robin doesn’t see it coming. Now she’s pregnant, and the father—she doesn’t know how to tell him, because the truth could ruin the entire club.

When Preacher learns the truth of what happened, he has to handle it, even with a cop breathing down his neck, waiting for the perfect moment to take him out.

But nothing goes according to plan. Not with the pregnancy, not with Robin. He doesn’t believe in love, but Robin has awakened something within him, and he can’t stop it. He wants it, even if … love is never easy.

COMING TUESDAY 19TH JULY

Hate Mates (The Alpha Shifter Collection)

Blurb

Since birth, Landon and Alexa have been told they will be together as true mates. There is no fighting destiny in the pack.

But they hate each other. As kids, they couldn’t stand each other, but later, when the time comes for their mating, the pack wants them to finally come together. For three years, they ignore one another, never acting on nature’s gift. When one of Landon’s friends attacks Alexa, their alpha has no choice but to impose a punishment. They are to be bound together until they realize they are mates. Forced to live side by side, they are denied privacy from the other.

The only problem is that they don’t truly hate each other. Spending time as a couple isn’t a punishment. Constantly being together, they can’t fight their needs. They want to mate, to love. They want it all. But is it too late to finally take each other?

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Age Gap Mafia My Work New Release Standalone

The Butchers Wife

Blurb:

Giovanni Romano is a monster. After his family was killed when he was young, he spent his entire life becoming a killing machine. He swore his loyalty to Rossi, and what he wants more than anything is Valentina. He saved her, and now he’ll allow her the chance to live and thrive.

Valentina never expected to fall for her husband. He’s terrifying and dangerous, but the moment she’s close to him, he sets a fire inside her. When she’s with him, she feels complete and never wants to be without him.

Now it is up to Giovanni to protect his wife when it matters most, or will he be doomed to lose the only woman he has ever loved?

Excerpt:

Since he’d picked her, he’d not had the opportunity to be alone with her. Their traditions had to remain in place. As did her virginity—until tonight.

He wanted to fuck her. To fill her full of his cum and get her pregnant with his child.

When it came to Valentina, even before she was taken, he’d been enraptured by her. She was a beautiful woman. Curves in all the right places, especially on her thighs as well as her ass. She could take a nice, hard fuck. Her body had been designed for him, and he couldn’t wait to get his hands on her. To bring new memories to chase the darkness away.

“I saw you looking at Leonardo,” he said, hating the bastard’s name on his lips.

“I wasn’t,” she said.

“You don’t have to lie. In fact, that is what I would like in our marriage. Complete and total honesty.”

She tilted her head slightly to the side. “You do?”

“Yes.”

“That’s not … heard of.”

He chuckled. “I know, right? I am a glutton for punishment.” He leaned in close and pressed his nose against her hair, inhaling her sweet strawberry scent.

His mouth watered.

After rescuing her and taking a chance to visit her in the hospital, he’d leaned in close and promised he would protect her. It was why he stayed close to home, never going too far, handling business where he could be close to her.

Valentina had been taken because he’d taken his eye off the ball. He’d been in another country with Rossi, handling business. The moment they got the news, they had been on a plane back home, but the damage had already been done.

“So, tell me what you are thinking about right this moment,” he said.

“Are you sure you want to know the simple thoughts of your wife?” Valentina asked.

“You will soon come to see, my sweet, that I don’t ask for anything I don’t want.”

She licked her lips. He saw the tip of her tongue as it traced across her bottom lip, and he so wanted her mouth on his body, licking at him, sucking at him.

“Er, I … I’m not a very good dancer,” she said.

He chuckled. “Neither am I, but I did put in a few hours of practice so I didn’t stand on your toes.”

“You did?” she asked.

“Yes, does that surprise you?”

“A little bit. I had to practice as well. With my brother and my mom. My dad didn’t want me to make him look like a fool.”

“That would be impossible for you to do when your father looks like a fool with no help from anyone.”

This made her gasp and then laugh.

Good. He wanted her to be happy. Not afraid.

“I can’t believe you just said that.”

He leaned in close, pressing his lips against her ear. “Any man who is willing to allow his daughter to be overlooked and let go is a fool. Don’t even get me started on Leonardo. He doesn’t have the first fucking brain cell to even know who he gave up.”

Giovanni pulled back and smiled at her. Her lips were slightly parted, and he wanted to do nothing more than kiss them, but he held himself back. Now was not the time to kiss those luscious lips.

“He is happily married,” Valentina said.

He doubted it. The couple hated each other. Victoria and Leonardo Rossi were perfect for each other because of their complete hatred and cruelty.

He wasn’t going to allow Valentina to get close to either of them. The bastard hadn’t deserved her before, and the truth was, he’d been trying to find a reason for them not to marry. Valentina wasn’t like most women in their circle. She was sweet, kind, loyal, caring, everything their circle hated and saw as a weakness.

Leonardo would have broken her. He put on the façade for people, but Giovanni knew of the women he’d attacked and nearly killed in his vile rage.

Glancing over Valentina’s shoulder, he spotted Leonardo watching her. He had tried to convince his father not to allow this wedding to go through.

The moment Giovanni had been given the opportunity to have any woman he wanted, he’d picked Valentina without a second’s hesitation. Leonardo had said his selection was absurd. That no one should have Valentina. She was defective and to even attempt to have her was a mockery.

To get her, Giovanni had to question Rossi’s loyalty.

Of course, he didn’t hold the same opinion as his son. Even though the older man had terminated the contract between his son and Valentina, that didn’t mean he had turned his back on the woman.

He saw an opportunity, even if he didn’t completely understand Giovanni’s reasoning. It didn’t mean he was going to let her be out of favor any longer.

As Leonardo watched, Giovanni ran his hands down her back, the tips of his fingers teasing at the edge of her ass. The line of her panties ruffled the dress she wore, but he didn’t care.

Leonardo knew what he had lost.

As long as he was alive, he was going to make sure Valentina was alive, and as The Butcher, no one had ever succeeded in killing him.

No one had the stomach to face him.

Not even Leonardo Rossi.

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The Butcher’s Wife

Out July 5th

Blurb

Valentina has been picked to be The Butcher’s wife—the most deadly man within the Rossi mafia. He’s exactly what men fear, and now she is set to be his wife. He could have any woman, but instead, he picked her. Why? She was passed over by Thomas Rossi’s son because she was broken and damaged.

Giovanni Romano is a monster. After his family was killed when he was young, he spent his entire life becoming a killing machine. He swore his loyalty to Rossi, and what he wants more than anything is Valentina. He saved her, and now he’ll allow her the chance to live and thrive.

Valentina never expected to fall for her husband. He’s terrifying and dangerous, but the moment she’s close to him, he sets a fire inside her. When she’s with him, she feels complete and never wants to be without him.

Now it is up to Giovanni to protect his wife when it matters most, or will he be doomed to lose the only woman he has ever loved?

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Pre-Order: Taken By The Rebel

Post author By Author Sam Crescent
Post date June 12, 2022
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HI Everyone,

I just wanted to let you all know that my next book Taken By the Rebel is now Available for Pre-Order.

I only have a few links at the moment, if yours isn’t here keep checking back, cause as soon as they go live I will update this post and the coming soon Page

Blurb

The moment Fay sees her best friend’s brother, Blaze, at an illegal fight, she’s screwed. As soon as he spots her, she tries to escape, but he captures her. He’s so angry to find her there, and when the cops show up, he has no choice but to hide with her.

Blaze has wanted Fay for a long time, and he’s manipulated and worked to get her exactly where he wants her. Now that she realizes what he’s capable of, there is no holding back.

She’s had a silly school girl’s crush on him, but she could never act on it. He has other ideas, and he won’t take no for an answer when this fire smolders between them.

He keeps so many secrets, and neither knows what will happen when they tell her best friend.

What has he done to get her to this point where he can keep her?

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Age Gap Full Length Mafia My Work New Release Sam Crescent Standalone

Mistress to a Monster

Full Length Standalone

Blurb

For decades, war has raged between the Russo and De Luca families.

When Damon De Luca finally brings the head of Russos to his knees, he demands to have Milah Russo at his beck and call. Not as his wife, but as his mistress.

Milah will never go to Damon willingly. Caged up in his home, she fights him, but her days are numbered. She may be a Russo, but she belongs to him, and he will do whatever it takes to have and protect her.

Determined to survive, Milah refuses to die at the mercy of the De Lucas. When she uncovers her great-aunt’s journal, a story of a woman killed by De Luca’s grandfather, she cannot believe the revelations inside.

Damon breaks down her walls, making it impossible to continue hating him.

She doesn’t want to give in or fall for him. But what will happen when that monster is no more?

When Damon reveals what he feels for her, will Milah continue the Russo tradition of destruction and pain, or will she put an end to their feud once and for all?

Excerpt:

He’d started preparing this room three years ago. From the moment he met, his intention was to take her.

Damon was known for his patience. What he wanted, he always got. And when it came to Milah, he wanted her. Not for her wealth, but to tame that wildcat.

He despised the Russos and everything they stood for, but Milah was different. Damon had taken his time. Done his research and knew she was not like her father. She was unique, and that quality was to be rewarded.

It was why he’d attacked Russo. Why when his blade was to his throat, and he was more than happy to strike the killing blow, he’d waited to see what Russo would give up to save his own life.

He was shocked when Milah’s name came up.

Why would he be? The man was a coward, only interested in his own ends.

He despised that in men. Was sickened by it.

Russo would die soon enough, but first, Damon intended to take every single piece of Russo land and business. To kill all his men and make him drown in his own misery. He was going to break and destroy that man, piece by piece.

First, he was going to work on Milah.

She would belong to him.

The day would soon come when he would show her father what he’d done. How he’d gotten a Russo to fall in love with a De Luca. That would not be the only victory he anticipated. He would also knock her up, but he had no intention of marrying her.

There was no way a De Luca would ever marry a Russo. He would keep her as his mistress. Even when he found a wife worthy of the De Luca name, he would keep Milah in place, by his side, never allowing her to escape.

He waited for Milah to wrap a towel around her beautiful, curvy body before entering her room.

Damon closed the door and nodded at his guard to flick the lock into place. There was no escape.

Pocketing his cell phone, he moved toward the bed and waited for Milah to enter. The moment she did, wrapped in a towel, she froze, jerking to a stop.

He sat on the edge of the bed, staring at her.

She stood still, her hands gripping the edge of the towel as if that alone could protect her.

Every single part of this room was covered in cameras, so he would have the joy of watching her whenever he wanted. There was no weapon. Nothing to protect her. Even when he sent food in, he made sure there were no knives. Nothing to tempt her to act irrationally.

He smiled. “Hello, Milah.”

“What do you want?” she asked.

“Is that any way to greet your master?”

“You’re not my master. You will never be my master.”

He chuckled. There would come a day when she would crawl across broken glass for him, and when that day arrived, he would fucking relish it. He would break this woman. So much spirit. So much passion. He couldn’t wait to unleash it and to finally have a taste of what he’d been waiting for. His cock stiffened at the thought.

Damon got to his feet and took a step toward her. She stayed perfectly still, tilting her head back and glaring at him.

That’s right, little cat, fight me. Your submission will be so much sweeter.

“Your father gave you to me.”

“I’m a person. I’m not a thing to be passed around like an object.”

He cupped her cheek, and she shoved his arm away.

Smiling, he gripped the back of her neck and hauled her up against him. She did have some skills, but she was no match for him. There was nothing she could do to fight him off. He was the one with complete power, ultimate control.

“You are mine, Milah. Your father gave you to me because he is nothing but a coward. He would rather sell his own daughter than lose his life.”

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Age Gap Nanny New Release Sam Crescent The Nannies

Captured Nanny

The Nannies 9

(All Books In This Series Can Be Read As A Standalone)

Blurb

Wolf Jackson has never known of such a fuckup. His men round up women for sale, but Rain Thomas and her daughter, Evelyn, are accidentally thrown into the mix. He should have killed the mother. Instead, he takes her home and wants her all to himself.

Rain Thomas will do whatever it takes to get her daughter back, including being a nanny to her own child—and filling Wolf’s bed. She’ll compromise to survive, but falling in lust isn’t part of the plan.

Wolf knows he cannot compete with a dead man, but that doesn’t mean he can’t try. He wants to wipe the memory of Rain’s late husband from her mind, so the only person who exists is him.

It isn’t supposed to be love.

It isn’t supposed to be anything but sex.

However, neither can deny their feelings. When the reality of Rain’s world comes crashing all around them, will she stay with Wolf in the darkness, or leave for a life of loneliness?

Excerpt:

She folded her arms across her chest and glared at him. “What do you want?”

“Is that any way to treat your savior?”

“You didn’t save me.”

“You’re currently not put up for auction, so I’d say that is a huge win for you. Nor do I have you on your back servicing any male who will pay a price. You’ve already had a child, so your price wouldn’t exactly be high.”

“You’re a pig.”

“And I have killed people for less,” he said.

“Yet, I’m still alive.” She didn’t know if she had brains right now or was just plain stupid.

“You know, it’s refreshing to have someone speak their mind to me, without any fears.”

The truth was, she was shaking to her core, but she wouldn’t show it. There was way too much at stake. She wanted her child. “What do you want?” she asked.

“For you to sit.” He pointed at the chair.

She stared at it, a little … unnerved.

Take the damn chair. The sooner you comply, the sooner you can get Evelyn and get out.

Rain walked to the chair and slowly sat down, resting her hands on her knees and taking a deep breath to try to calm herself.

You can do this.

She truly didn’t think she could get through this.

“Evelyn told me your name, and I did tell you this during our last meeting.”

“You mean when you tried to kill me by cutting off my air?” She remembered his hand over her mouth, cutting off her ability to breathe.

“Trust me, if I wanted to kill you, Rain without an e, I would have done so. I didn’t want you dead, but I also didn’t want to mar that pretty face with a bruise by knocking you out. Trust me, you got the better end of the deal.”

She gritted her teeth. There was no way in hell she would consider anything this man had to offer a good thing. He made her sick.

He turned toward her, and she watched as he poured them both a coffee. His hand didn’t even shake under the weight of the coffee mug. He was in constant control.

Her mouth was so dry, and the scent of the coffee made her mouth water.

“Sugar?”

She shook her head.

“Cream?”

“No, thank you.” The manners her parents taught her came back full force.

“Milk?”

“Just a splash.”

She didn’t want to make this pleasant at all, but arguing over coffee was pointless.

He placed the coffee in front of her, and she lifted it to take a sip. She couldn’t help but close her eyes, enjoying the sudden hit of caffeine but also the exquisite taste. It was so good. She licked her lips, wanting more. She didn’t ask for anything else though.

Drinking her coffee, she was aware of him watching her. She wanted to growl at him but continued to drink.

“It is good. Thank you,” she said.

The silence was starting to unnerve her. After years of being surrounded by activity, the sterile sound of silence always made her nervous.

“Very good.”

“I would like to see my daughter,” she said.

“I have a business proposition for you.”

She tensed up.

“It would appear I have come into contact with a child, and I think it would be only fair that you work for me as my nanny.”

Rain put the mug on the table and glared at him. “Are you trying to offer me to be a nanny to my own child?” she asked.

He tilted his head to the side and looked at her. “It is one of the only ways you’re going to get to see your child.”

“And what is the other?” Rain knew the instant the words left her mouth that she shouldn’t have asked.

“To fuck me,” he said.

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Age Gap Crave and Claimed My Work New Release Sam Crescent Standalone

Claiming Macie

Crave and Claimed 2

Blurb

Wilson Fritz knows the cruelty of the world, and he doesn’t believe in love. Meeting Macie Green changes everything. One chance encounter, and he knows she’ll belong to him forever. He should just walk away, but every time he tries to leave, he goes back for more. Each day that passes, Wilson craves her a little more, and he won’t risk anyone else taking her.

Macie has never been in love, but she realizes Wilson is different. It doesn’t matter that he’s eighteen years older than her. Whenever he’s near, he makes her heart sing.

When an enemy from his past threatens his woman, he has no choice but to seek him out in order to protect Macie. He would do anything for her.

But when he finds out she’s pregnant, will he leave her to fend for herself, or is this the start of their own fairytale?

Be Warned: anal sex

Excerpt:

“Ask away.”

Did this man not know how mesmerizing he was? She could listen to him all day long.

He moved off his car and closed the distance between them. Macie didn’t know if it was possible, but she felt his heat surround her. Tilting her head back, she stared into his blue eyes. She felt safe and warm this close to him. Normally, there was a counter between them, but this felt good.

Macie had never felt this way with anyone before in her life. She’d never had sex with a man, or even wanted to.

As she licked her lips, her mouth felt dry, and heat flooded between her thighs.

Wilson cupped her cheek, his thumb running across her bottom lip. “Do you want me?” he asked.

Macie didn’t know what to do. “I don’t understand.”

“Yes, you do. You know I’ve been coming to the diner to see you, Macie. I don’t give a flying fuck about the food or anything about that place. The only person I want is you. Only you. Will you be mine?”

No one had ever approached her like this. Her heart raced.

Was this … a proposition?

“Yes, I will.” She didn’t know if she’d just made the biggest mistake of her life. Macie was many things, but she wasn’t a fool. After years of watching men come and go out of her mother’s life, she came to learn at an early age that they were good with words. Spewing whatever crap they could to get a woman into bed.

Before she worked at the diner, she did have a temp job at a bar, and she got to witness guys firsthand, and she didn’t like what she saw, which was why she never gave in.

There was something different about Wilson. She had no idea what it was.

He was still a guy. Rich as well. From the clothes he wore and the watch, all of it screamed money.

At first, he’d made her nervous because she knew he was capable of taking care of himself. A fighter. He could clearly hurt her, probably kill her and dispose of her body, but with the way he looked at her, it was like she was the only person in the world, and there was no denying how much she liked that.

“Good,” he said.

Macie gasped seconds before he slammed his lips down on hers. The kiss wasn’t gentle. It was hard, possessive, demanding, and she submitted to him, feeling her body blossom beneath him.

Arousal awakened within her, and she couldn’t resist wrapping her arms around his neck, holding him close, not wanting to let him go.

All too soon, the kiss was over, and Wilson had the car door open.

Macie didn’t hesitate climbing inside, loving the warmth that enveloped her. He climbed into the driver’s seat, and they were suddenly on the road, heading away. She didn’t know where, and she kept stealing glances at him.

He reached over and put his hand on her thigh. Her skin was so cold with the small skirt of her uniform, but she felt the warmth of his touch.

Teeth sinking into her lip, she tried to contain her moan, but it had already released.

Wilson chuckled. He was so much older than her. Macie had no doubt she was out of her depth, but that didn’t seem to stop her.

The snow fell thick and fast, the ground slowly disappearing. She started to feel a little afraid until he turned toward an underground parking facility. He pressed a button, and his window slowly came down. She watched him wave a keycard in front of a machine, the gates opened, and they were safely protected in the parking lot.

There was no escape, not that she wanted one.

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Age Gap Curvy Women Wanted My Work New Release Romance on the go Sam Crescent

Knock Her Up

Post author By Author Sam Crescent
Post date March 1, 2022

Blurb

Finding out that Noah wants her is a dream come true. At thirty years old, Sage is ready to take that next step.

Noah wants Sage, and he intends to have it all with her. The only way to get her is to knock her up. That’s his plan. Sage is fire and passion—everything Noah loves and craves in his woman. He wants to share the rest of his life with her, but when Sage tells him she loves him, he freezes. Even though Sage is the only woman he wants, he cannot bring himself to say the words.

When one of his old clients threatens to take Sage away from him forever, will he have the strength to finally tell Sage how he feels, or will his fear of losing everything hold him back?

Excerpt:

“Wow.”

“I have a thing about cheating assholes, sweetheart,” he said.

“And it surprises me you don’t have a wife of your own. Any woman would love to have you.”

“I guess I’m a picky guy.”

“You haven’t found the woman you want?” she asked.

“I’ve found her, but I need to make sure she feels the same way.”

“Do I know her?”

“Would you like some more wine?” he asked.

She covered her glass. “No, thank you.”

“What about you? Have you found a man you want?”

“I think I have.”

He paused in lifting his glass to his lips. “You have?”

“Yeah, I’m just waiting for him to make the right move.” She slowly teased her fingers over the rim of the glass, waiting, wondering. She didn’t know if she was doing the right or wrong thing.

Should she just tell him she’d seen his plans? Teasing and flirting, this wasn’t her. She didn’t want to be the woman who kept secrets. That wasn’t a way for any relationship to start.

“I can’t do this.” She took a deep breath. “I know about your plan.”

“You do?”

“I stumbled across your file, and I read it all.” She waited a second for him to digest her information. “I’m all in. You don’t need to get me drunk, or try to manipulate your way into my bed. My door is open to you, and to you alone.” She slid out of her chair. “I will leave that decision to you.”

She turned on her heel and left.

Her heart pounded.

Sage made her way out into the warm night air, feeling better for not keeping the truth to herself. She wasn’t a liar or a manipulator.

She believed in telling the truth, and that would never change.

The rest was on Noah. She wouldn’t hold his plans against him. Sometimes people got desperate.

She began to walk toward her apartment. With each step she took, she wondered if she’d gotten it all wrong until a car suddenly pulled up near the side of the road. She stopped, recognizing Noah’s car.

The window rolled down, and she bent forward to look at him.

“Get in the car,” he said.

She slid into the seat beside him, tugging down her skirt that had rolled up.

Noah put his hand on her knee, and that touch alone sent a shockwave of electricity through her body. His fingers were so soft, and not for the first time, she wondered what kind of pleasure his hands would create.

“Where are we going?” she asked.

“My place.” He spun the car around, and Sage leaned back into her seat. With each passing second, excitement built inside her.

“You have to know, Sage, there is no going back. Tell me if you can’t handle this. You’re mine. You know what I want.”

“I do, and I can handle it.”

“Good.”

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Age Gap Alpha Shifter Collecrtion My Work New Release Sam Crescent Standalone

Rejected By The alpha

Alpha Shifter Collection

Blurb

Three years ago, Decker rejected Misha because he didn’t believe she was ready to take on the pressures of being the alpha’s mate. His rejection didn’t force her away, and for all those years, she lived by his side, dealing with the pain of seeing him every day.

Abandoned at birth and left with the Masters pack, Misha tolerates her fate. But she cannot handle the risk of him taking someone else, and she plans to leave.

Decker doesn’t want her, but he won’t let her leave either.

She’ll show him.

Decker has only known Misha to be amenable, and now it’s time for him to see what happens without her help. With so many complaints and requests, running a pack is never easy.

Denying what he wants cannot last, and he feels the need to claim Misha for his own. When Decker decides to stop fighting, there’s no stopping him.

She is his mate, he’s never letting her go. He’ll do whatever it takes to protect her.

Excerpt:

Decker couldn’t take his eyes off her. She looked so … beautiful. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes sparkled.

One of the women she was with had wrapped her arms around Misha’s waist, and the two women were dancing.

“What is Andy doing with her?” he asked.

Andy was a single woman and was known for working her way through the pack. She had tried to mate with him and lure him into her bed, but he hadn’t been interested.

He hadn’t accepted Misha as his mate, but that hadn’t meant he didn’t want her.

Andy got distracted and left Misha on the dance floor to dance with one of the men.

No one went to Misha. His mate didn’t seem to mind.

She’s not our mate.

As he gritted his teeth, his hands clenched into fists and he waited.

Misha opened her eyes and looked directly at him. He loved her brown eyes as they seemed to sparkle with life. Even when she was pissed at him, they were filled with life.

She turned her back on him, allowing other men to see her body. When she swayed her hips from side to side, he knew he should leave. He shouldn’t have come to see her.

Ignoring the call of her was impossible.

“Go to her,” Blueberry said. “She’s hurting, Decker.”

He couldn’t take his eyes away from her.

The pack was in residence. They would see him fall.

Misha’s call was too strong. He got to his feet and even as he tried to fight it, he couldn’t.

People moved out of the way, giving him a direct path to her. With her back still to him, he got to admire the curves of her ass, and she looked so fucking sexy.

He wanted her so badly. His cock wouldn’t get the message to soften.

Taking care of his needs with his imagination and his hand wasn’t going to cut it for much longer. The moment he closed the distance, he couldn’t resist touching her. For three years, he’d denied himself the simple pleasures in life that included just holding her.

Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her back against him and pressed his lips against her neck. “What are you doing?” he asked. He didn’t allow her to feel the hardness of his cock.

She leaned back so she rested against his chest. “I’m dancing. What are you doing?” she asked.

“People are watching you,” he said.

“Let them watch. I’m just dancing and having some fun. You’re the one who’s being a spoilsport. You don’t want me, Decker. You won’t let me leave. You don’t think I’ve noticed men look but don’t touch?” She spun around in his arms, and as he stared into her eyes, the fight was even harder.

“What did you do?”

“None of your business.”

“My happiness and my future are my business. You shouldn’t be meddling in my life. You refused that right when you denied me. Stop invading my world.” She pushed against his chest and left the dance floor. For a few seconds, he simply watched the sway and curve of her ass.

She was temptation.

Go after her.

This was a big mistake.

Misha left the bar, and it didn’t take long for him to close the distance.

He should leave her alone. Ignore her. Go back inside and talk to his father, stepmother, and Blueberry, or anyone from the pack.

Instead, he grabbed Misha’s hand and spun her around, and she collided with his body.

“What?” She snapped out the word, and he just couldn’t resist another moment.

Sinking his fingers into her hair, he pulled her in close and took possession of her lips. They tasted just as good as he imagined they would.

So soft and plump, designed for him.

It was cruelty of the fates that this woman was perfect for him. Her body. Her mind. Her spirit. It all called to him.

Misha moaned as he slid his tongue across her lips, and she gasped. Her hands went to his chest, and slowly, she worked them up until she held on to him. He didn’t want to let her go, not for a single second.

With one hand in her hair, the other, he slid down, gripping the fullness of her ass.

Temptation.

His mate.

His woman.

His everything.

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The Fake Engagement

Blurb

Coming from a town run by his family, Preston Boone has wanted to prove everything isn’t handed to him. He’s achieved all his goals, showing them he can make it on his own. But now, with his parents celebrating a big wedding anniversary, he knows they’re going to parade all the eligible women in front of him. A little white lie of an engagement couldn’t hurt, could it?

Eliza Drake hates her good-looking, workaholic boss. After one night of tequila, she’s fake engaged to her boss. For one month, she has to play the role of a happy fiancée, and in return, she’ll never worry about her job ever again. One month of sharing a bed, of accepting Preston’s kisses, and the feel of his arms … nothing could go wrong, right?

Sometimes love is in the most obvious of places, but will these two crazy lovebirds figure it out?

Excerpt

Preston went over to his father. “You need any help?”

“Never come between a man and his grill, son. You know the drill.”

He laughed. “Yeah, I remember. Even when we were kids you were pretty protective of this grill.”

“There is nothing wrong with wanting to protect. That’s all I’m saying.” His dad held his hands out.

It was a large grill. There were three separate iron grills, and the coals underneath were spread from extreme, to mild heat.

“The art in grilling is knowing when everything is cooked. You know the story of how I poisoned your mother the first time I got this grill.”

Preston laughed. “Yeah, I remember. She told me she wouldn’t eat a thing from you until you took a food safety course.”

“The woman was right. I was cooking my chicken all wrong. Now, I know the sweet spot.” He kissed the tips of his fingers and raised them in the air. “Your mother loves my grilled food.”

Preston folded his arms. “You haven’t said anything about Eliza.”

“What do you want me to say?” Greg asked. “I haven’t gotten the chance to talk to her. From what I see, she’s a nice girl, but I can’t go giving you an opinion based on looks alone. She seems nice. That’s all I can say.”

“Dad, come on. I know you adored Lydia, Grace, and Scarlett the first time you met them.”

Greg sighed. “No, Preston, I didn’t love them the first time I met them. All you heard was the boys’ interpretation. I reserve all of my judgments until I get to know them better. You, of all people, should know that.”

“And why the hell should I know that?”

“You’re a businessman, Preston. You know that you’ve got to keep your feelings pretty close to your chest. You can’t let the world be able to read you. But I do have a question for you, son. Have you stopped being able to read yourself?”

There were moments, like now, that he hated his father. Greg Boone was a good man, but he was also the kind of man who saw everything.

Pretending with Eliza was a long shot.

His dad wasn’t convinced, which was why he wasn’t going to call her out.

Crap.

He should have seen this coming. Even if he’d done nothing wrong but was thinking about doing something, his father always caught him prior to the act. His dad was a goddamn machine when it came to reading them.

He had to do something with Eliza. To make them believe.

“You’re firing up the grill?” Marsha asked. “I just knew you would.”

His mother appeared out of thin air.

A chorus of mommies filled the air. The kids moving out of the pool, running to their mothers.

Preston watched, feeling a little empty inside. One day, he wanted kids. A whole fleet of them. Kids hadn’t been in his future, not while he had a career to build up. A name to make for himself.

Eliza came through the door, carrying two giant grocery bags.

Roger took one, as did Kian, leaving her free and clear.

He walked toward her. Those lips called to him, and he didn’t care if this broke their kissing rule, or if it pissed her off.

Sinking his fingers into her hair, he pulled her in close against him. Not caring there were children present, he finally kissed Eliza like he’d been dreaming of since that damn elevator.

He stole the kiss he’d wanted to take all of those months ago.

Her lips were soft like he imagined.

At first, Eliza was tense in his arms, her body too stiff to enjoy. One taste wasn’t enough. He traced his tongue across her bottom lip and heard her gasp, opening her mouth, and he took full advantage, plunging his tongue inside.

Eliza gripped his shirt. She didn’t push him away, and he felt that was an achievement all on its own. Deepening the kiss, he heard her gasp, her moan.

Someone cleared their throat.

Coming back to the present, he kissed her on the lips one more time. “I missed you,” he said.

“I noticed.” Her lips were swollen.

He wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her against his side. “She hasn’t been away from me in nearly three years.”

Preston was also terrified of what his parents would say to her.