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Breeding Season 10

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Rose Henshaw was content working as a basement level accountant. It didn’t matter if she wanted more out of life because the cards had been stacked against her since she was born. So she resolved to survive week to week, existing with the small hope of climbing the ladder at work. When she’s unexpectedly offered the sought-after position as the CEO’s personal assistant, she’s as much thrilled as suspicious of the promotion. Besides, how can she get any work done when her boss is absolutely drool-worthy and constantly pushing her buttons? 

Darius Blackwood is ready to trade his bachelor status after just one look at Rose. She’s excellent with children and makes him think about crazy things like building a family of his own, complete with heirs to take over his empire. But he’s just hired her as his PA and isn’t sure he should cross that taboo boundary of indulging in an office romance. How long can he work with Rose underfoot while keeping his desires locked away? Can these two broken souls find love and security with each other or is a relationship destined for failure?

Excerpt:

She wasn’t saying a thing. Had he acted inappropriately? He was her boss, after all. At the moment, he swore they were on the same page, an undeniable attraction growing between them. Had he been wrong all along? Did she see him as an old, inappropriate bastard?

“Say something,” he finally said.

“You made a mistake. I understand.”

“It wasn’t a mistake.”

She looked up and made eye contact.

“If you tell me you hated that, I swear it will never happen again. I’ll be professional to a fault.” He took a breath. “Otherwise, I really need to know how you feel.”

“I’m not sure what I should be feeling.”

He spun away, running a hand through his hair. “I’m so sorry, Rose. I should never have put you in this position. I’m not the kind of man who hits on his subordinates. Never have.”

“I’m not upset, just surprised,” she said.

Darius returned his attention to her. The whole world had gone away, his entire focus on her.

“The next move is yours,” he said.

“That was my first kiss.”

His cock instantly firmed up. She was so damn adorable and innocent while being sexier than she could possibly know. “Are you mad at me? Tell me what to do, and I’ll do it.”

“It’s just hard to believe you’re sincere.”

“About you? Are you kidding me? Call it whatever you want, love at first sight or fate, but I knew I had to have you from the first day I met you.”

“I’m not that kind of girl,” she said. “I can’t be bought. And I won’t sell my body for any price.”

He smiled, he couldn’t help himself. “Baby, I’m forty-six. I’m looking for something real, something lasting. I’m hoping that woman could be you, but I also don’t want to force a gorgeous young woman to settle for something she doesn’t want.”

“I do want you,” she blurted.

He raised a brow. “I see.” Honestly, he wasn’t expecting that. He thought he’d royally fucked everything up. Not to mention he’d been convinced she wasn’t interested. “That changes things.”

“What happens now?”

“Well, I’d like to start by taking you on a real date. How about dessert?”

“Excuse me?” she asked.

“Dessert. There are quite a few nice places in walking distance.”

“Oh. Right. Yes, I’d love that.”

He reached out his hand, and she took it. Damn, since when did handholding feel this intimate?

They went the other way up the hall to escape to the street. It was bustling at this time of evening, a line growing outside the restaurant as well. He felt a huge weight off his shoulders. Rose was by his side, and he couldn’t be prouder as numerous sets of eyes turned in their direction. They may be opposites in most ways, but didn’t opposites attract?

He gave her hand a little squeeze. “You’re sure you’re not just trying to appease an old man?” Darius was only half teasing.

“You don’t look old to me.”

“There’s quite an age difference between us.” He didn’t want any issues to come back and bite him in the ass.

“Does it bother you?” she asked.

“Not one bit. You’re the one getting the short end of the stick in this relationship.”

“I don’t think so.” Rose’s arm brushed his as they walked. “You’re wise and mature. What do I need with boys?”

“I like that answer.” He lifted their joined hands and kissed the back of hers.

He couldn’t believe this angel was giving him a chance. Darius already had her first kiss and he had plenty more firsts in store for her. But he had to take his time, show her he wasn’t looking for only one thing.

They walked near an ice cream booth, and he caught her looking. He stopped and nodded toward it. “What do you think?”

She bit her lower lip. “Aren’t we overdressed?”

“There aren’t any rules. If we want ice cream, we get ice cream. Formal wear or not.”

“Okay, then. My favorite is chocolate.”

“Mine too.”

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Happy New Year

Hi Everyone,

What a year it has been! I cannot believe I’m writing this, but we’re now in a brand new year, and first, I want to wish you all an amazing 2022.

2021 has been one wild ride. A lot has happened throughout the world, but I want to focus on the positive. I want to say a massive thank you to all of my amazing readers. You guys have made 2021 incredible. I absolutely loved hearing from you all, and it has been a real pleasure to know that my books have helped you during these dark times. I find it an absolute pleasure to write the stories I do, and I’m so grateful to be able to do this on a daily basis. Thank you all so much. During this past year, I feel I have grown as an author. I finally delved into stories that really speak to me, and I’ve been wanting to write for a long time. These books are part of me, and to release them out into the world, it was a hard decision to do, but one I’m pleased I did.

Down below you will find a short video of the books that were released in 2021. Which one was your favorite?

I have so many plans for 2022, and I hope my muse doesn’t throw a few spanners in the works. I’m excited about the coming year. There are so many stories I want to write. First up, we have The Fake Engagement (which is available for pre-order, more details down below), and then we’ve got a brand new full length MC series, Chaos and Carnage! Trust me, there will be a lot more books to come. Which ones are you wanting to read from me this coming year?

I can’t wait to share more with you all, but for now, I will leave you, wishing you all the best New Year.

Take care,

Sam






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Claimed By her Cowboys

Co-Written Stacey Espino

Blurb

They’d given up on women … until they met her.

Gabe isn’t ready to trust anyone, certainly not a live-in housekeeper with a questionable past. His best friends, Vinny and Archie, insist the curvy redhead is the answer to all their problems. They fall too hard and too fast, and the last thing he wants is for Annalise to break their hearts.

Annalise is hiding from her dark past, trying her best to make her own way in life. Being a live-in housekeeper and cook for three single cowboys should have made her leery, but everything about her new job feels like fate. Her employers are perfect gentlemen—until they aren’t. She can’t refuse their attention, but her mind and heart are in disagreement. How can a menage a quatre ever work long term? And why would three of the hardest, sexiest cowboys settle for only one woman? 

It doesn’t take long for hearts and tempers to burn hot on the ranch. Once they give into their passion, their foursome becomes an addiction. But can three dominant cowboys share the woman they love? Or will Annalise tear their friendship apart?

Excerpt:

“Sneak up behind them and grab them around the middle. They’re squirmy little things, so make sure you don’t let go once you get a grip,” he said.

Annalise liked pulling her weight around the ranch. They paid her well and gave her room and board, so she liked to do more than just cooking and cleaning when she could. How hard could it be to transfer a few cute, little piglets? And they were cute. In fact, all the animals at this end of the ranch were adorable.

She took measured steps, the muck suctioning around her boots, making it difficult to walk. Annalise wanted to appear capable and not a damsel in distress, but as soon as she lunged forward, her boots stayed rooted and she fell face-first into the mud.

Did Archie just laugh? She swore she heard it for a second.

She struggled to her knees and tried to push the muck off her arms, but she only made it worse.

“Need some help?” he asked.

Annalise answered through clenched teeth. “I’m fine.” She managed to get up with unexpected difficulty, then lifted her boot before going after the next piglet. She was already a mess, so what did it matter now?

Worse than the thick mud was the smell.

When she snagged the rear leg of a piglet, it began to squeal and struggle. She brought it close to her chest as not to drop it and calm it down. Even in her predicament, when she looked down at its little face, she couldn’t help but smile. It was so small and cute.

She hadn’t realized she’d zoned out while bonding with the little pig. Annalise turned in Archie’s direction. “I did it.”

“You certainly did.” He had one booted foot on the fence rail. No man should look that sexy in a pair of blue jeans and t-shirt. She knew for a fact all those muscles were hard-earned and not from a gym. “How about the rest?”

“I think you’ll be much faster than me. One is enough for today.” She was already in desperate need of a shower, and it was a long walk back to the house. Wrangling pigs was not her forte.

She passed the squirming piglet to Archie, and he placed it in a large crate in the back of the trailer. He vaulted over the top rail of the fence into the pen with ease and began snatching up piglets like it was his full-time job—she supposed it was. Archie was a seasoned cowboy, and she watched in awe as he finished up the job with barely any muck on his boots.

Once loaded in the crate, he brushed off his hands and turned to her.

“What just happened?” she asked.

He laughed. She noticed a cute dimple on his right cheek when he smiled, a mix of boyish charm and rugged masculinity. Was Gabe telling the truth, even a little bit, about the three of them being crazy about her? A flicker of hope burned inside of her.

“I have a few talents.”

She had no response because her mind was in the gutter. Annalise just stood there like a clueless, filthy beast.

“The other animals are much easier to handle, but you can’t be comfortable the way you are. Once that mud dries, you won’t even be able to crack a smile.”

She could only imagine what she looked like. “I guess I should head back and clean up.”

He frowned. “No need.” Archie beckoned her to follow him to the barn. He ducked into a stall and came out with a green hose. “We should get the worst of it off here.”

“Okay.” It sounded more like a question because she wasn’t crazy about the idea of being hosed off with cold water.

“Close your eyes. You’ve got a second skin.”

She did as told, using her hands to cup over her eyes. The first blast of cold water made her gasp, but it wasn’t as bad as she expected as the heat outside was brutal. It was almost refreshing and very nice to feel the gross mud wash off.

Archie was thorough, moving around her, soaking her clothes right through. She began to feel self-conscious, realizing her clothes would be clinging to her explosive curves. Would he be able to see clear through her blouse?

When the water stopped, she opened her eyes, running her hands through her wet hair to get it off her face. “This wasn’t how I planned my morning when I came out here with your lunch bag.”

“That’s what makes life fun, isn’t it? The unexpected. The crazy memories.” He was standing close to her, within an arm’s length.

“I’ll definitely remember today for the rest of my life.”

He closed the short distance between them, reaching out to adjust the collar of her shirt. When she glanced down, her blouse was completely transparent and practically glued to her body. Even her satin bra was soaked, showing her dark areolas and hard nipples.

Her face heated with embarrassment. Her cheeks were likely redder than her hair.

When he didn’t move his hand, his fingers caressing her neck, she looked up to make eye contact with him. There was no more humor in his eyes, only need, desire. Her pussy instantly clenched, moisture flooding her already wet panties.

She was thirty years old, but this was the first time she’d been in this position. The range of emotions coming alive inside her confused her, but she undoubtedly wanted Archie. Should she resist? She didn’t want to refuse him anything right now.

“You’re stunning,” he whispered.

Annalise had never been called stunning. His compliments made her entire body tingle. She was soaked and covered in slop only minutes earlier, but his words still sounded sincere.

She swallowed hard, leaning into his touch. His hand was warm and strong.

“You’re all I think about, Annalise.”

“Archie…”

“Every word’s the truth. I should have said something earlier, but I didn’t want to scare you off. We’ve been trying to behave ourselves, to give you space.”

“I don’t want space.”

He supported the back of her head and leaned down to her level, kissing her hard on the mouth. She saw it coming, but it still shocked her. Archie kissed her like it was his last kiss. It felt like love even though that was impossible.

Passion.

Desperation.

Need.

Her knees became weak. The entire world went away, and all she could do was feel, all her senses magnified. He moved his hands down the length of her body. His touch was possessive, not delicate.

“We should get these wet things off you,” he said. The words were whispered close to her ear, then his tongue traced the shell of her ear, making her shiver.

She didn’t protest, allowing him to slip off her blouse. He immediately unfastened her bra, her big tits dropping heavily without the support. Archie growled as he used both hands to cup her breasts. When he bent over to suckle her pebbled nipple, she cried out, sinking her fingers into his dark hair. He took what he wanted, and she was ready to give him everything.



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Christmas with the Billionaire

Blurb:

It’s the most wonderful time of the year … or is it? 

Alora Harris is working her way up at Nelson Industries. Everything is going her way—her client list is growing and Christmas is just around the corner. Her best-laid plans end at the holiday office party. Too much alcohol mixed with a lot of pent up attraction leads to a night she’ll live to regret. 

Adam Nelson doesn’t do relationships. Family is a word that makes him cringe. But he’s had his eye on Alora for some time. After one night of lust, he wants more. He wants to claim the curvy blonde for himself, but can he be everything she deserves?

With Christmas just around the corner, Alora and Adam will have to decide what’s most important. Will they take a chance on love or spend the holidays alone again?

Excerpt:

The Christmas music piped into the sound system of the entire building no longer soothed her. Those happy, festive tunes seemed to mock her, reminding her what a little slut she’d been last week. It was hard to concentrate on work. Hard to make eye contact with her coworkers. And next to impossible to avoid Adam.

Every time she spotted him, she escaped to the bathroom or another floor for supplies. She couldn’t deal with her mistake or face her boss. Maybe she’d be able to avoid him forever. She sighed as she leafed through her sample book, unable to focus or get into the creative zone.

Damn it, Christmas was always her favorite time of year. It made her happy, which wasn’t always an easy task. Now, even the holidays soured her mood.

Someone came up behind her, and she let out a little squeal. She’d been so lost in thought that she hadn’t even heard him. “Registered letter. Please sign here.”

Alora spun around in the chair and signed the clipboard before taking the letter. She turned to face her desk and opened the letter. It was from … Adam Nelson? Really?

He was holding her to her verbal contract to make a painting for his condo. She growled and crumpled the letter in her fist. Alora stood up, feeling emboldened. He wasn’t going to get away with this. She rushed to the elevators and hit the penthouse suite. It seemed Adam had to have the best at work and at home.

Once she was on the top floor, she marched right over to the reception desk. Even his secretary was a freaking model. “I’d like to see Mr. Nelson, please.”

“Can I ask your name?”

“Just tell him it’s Alora.”

Only seconds later, she was being escorted to his office. The secretary opened the door and closed it immediately behind her.

The back of his chair was to her as he faced the stunning view of the city and water. His office was massive. “You’re a hard woman to get a hold of, Miss Harris.”

“Yes, I’ve been busy.”

He swiveled around to face her. Damn, he looked gorgeous in his starched white suit shirt, the top buttons undone. She noted his tie on the desk.

“Or you’ve been avoiding me.”

“Look, why did you send that letter? You can’t actually expect me to follow through on the painting after … you know.”

“A deal’s a deal. We had a verbal agreement. In fact, you were the one to offer, if I remember correctly.”

She sighed. Yes, she’d been lost in the moment, feeling a soul-deep connection because of their shared backgrounds. Now she regretted those words.

“You’re being an asshole about this.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Am I?”

Adam got up from his chair and walked around the desk toward her. He was so much taller than her, and it didn’t help she knew exactly what he looked like under those clothes. The man was an Adonis, hard and ripped.

As he approached her, she took a step back.

“Do you know what I think, Alora? I think you’re so fixated on your fantasy of Christmas, your imaginary ideal of family, that you’re afraid to really live.”

She froze. Feeling exposed and vulnerable.

Then huffed.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“If anyone knows, it’s me. You’re so scared of being disappointed that you avoid real relationships.”

“How can you judge me when you’re no different?”

He reached out and grabbed the lapel of her jacket, tugging her closer. “Because that road leads nowhere. I didn’t give a shit until I met you. Now I want it all,” he said. “Shouldn’t we be allowed to have happiness? Haven’t we already suffered enough?”

“Adam…”

He ran the backs of his fingers along her cheek. The way he looked at her, with such adoration in his eyes, warmed her from the inside out. He made her feel wanted, and he was right, it terrified her. Because she didn’t want to lose it.

“Take a chance.”

She shook her head, her heart and head racing. “You’re my boss.”

He frowned. “Another excuse. You’ll always have an excuse, won’t you?”

Adam pulled away, and she regretted her words. It was an excuse. They were attracted to each other, had a lot in common, and he wanted to make it work. What more did she want? Was she going to sabotage every relationship for the rest of her life?

“You’re a billionaire. You could have any woman you want. Why settle for me? Do you have a self-esteem issue?”

He scoffed. “I know exactly what I bring to the table, Alora. I have nothing to be insecure about. You, on the other hand, need to stop trash talking yourself. I’m not sure what you see when you look in the mirror, but I see the sexiest fucking woman I’ve ever met. For God’s sake, you’re a blonde bombshell with curves that make my cock hard in two seconds. You’re the whole package—beauty and brains. Why can’t you see that?”

“Maybe I just need a little reassurance,” she whispered. “I keep expecting the worst to happen, so I like to calm down all my doubts before I commit.”

“You need to trust a little. Trust me.”

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Wolf in Heat

Mated for life 2

What male would be interested in a vegan werewolf?

Heather resigned herself to life without a mate. She’s always been a freak, unable to fit into either the human or shifter world. When her broken family joins a new pack, she’s suspicious and reluctant to accept her new fate. When David starts showing interest in her, it’s hard for her to believe his feelings are genuine. She tries to give him the cold shoulder … until she goes into heat.

David strikes out time and time again with Heather. The new female in their pack refuses to acknowledge they are meant to be together. He’s not one to give up hope, determined to win over the curvy vegan wolf at any cost. When the mating heat takes hold of Heather, he’s the only one who can satisfy her. He’s ready to give her exactly what she craves, but he wants more than just her body.

When Heather runs into danger, will she accept David’s help or sacrifice her own life?

Be Warned: anal sex

Excerpt:

“David’s hurt.”

That captured her full attention. As her sister neared, she grabbed her by both shoulders. “What are you talking about?”

“In town. He got hurt bad. He asked for you.”

“What happened?” Even as she spoke, she was already running, heading right back toward the house where they had numerous vehicles. “Answer me, Mika!”

Her sister was in the driver’s seat of one without being asked, doors slamming shut, steering them toward town. Her heart raced.

“I don’t know all the details. I just know there was another fight.”

“Another? And he got hurt?” David wasn’t a small wolf by any means. The man was huge and hard with muscle. She knew that firsthand. They’d kept their distance for weeks. It was just too awkward to deal with their issues right now.

“Well, there was a bear involved.”

The edge of the little town came into view and she saw Reese standing at the perimeter of the forest, flagging them down. Mika brought the truck to an abrupt stop, and Heather jumped out the moment it came to a standstill.

“David!”

She dropped down to her knees beside her mate, briefly skidding in the dirt. And that was exactly what he was, even if they hadn’t completed their mating bond. He was leaning against an old oak, his hand at his side, blood soaking through his shirt like it had been dipped in crimson paint.

“You came,” he whispered.

“Of course, I came, David.” She tore open his shirt with ease and immediately opened the satchel she always wore around her body. Heather’s grandmother had taught her the art of natural medicine. It was one of her passions. The forest was a treasure trove if only you knew where to look. “What happened? I heard you’ve been fighting?” It wasn’t like him at all. He’d always been a patient man of reason.

“Bear attack.”

The slashes looked deep. His wolf would heal, but not as easily from a bear shifter. “A shifter, right?”

He nodded.

She began to mix two herbs into a paste, then patted it onto the wounds. He hissed as she tended to him, but she kept at her task, her heart still racing. Knowing he needed her helped her to focus, to align all her energy into one purpose. It felt good to be needed, wanted. If anything, just being close to him put her wolf at ease.

Once the blood had stopped, she sat back and exhaled. “Are you going to tell me what’s going on?”

Mika spoke up before David could answer. “He has a death wish, that’s what. He’s been picking fights all week.”

Heather narrowed her eyes. “Is that true?”

“Doesn’t matter,” he said. Why wouldn’t he look her in the eyes?

“I need to be alone with him. Can you head back home with Reese? We’ll be okay,” Heather said.

Mika looked like she wanted to protest, but kept her mouth shut and boarded the truck with Reese. Soon they were completely alone in the privacy of the forest. Only the wind through the leafy canopy could be heard.

“My wolf, he’s been … agitated,” David said.

“Does that have anything to do with us?”

He didn’t answer her.

“What happened to dating, to getting to know each other?” she asked. “You’ve decided to pick fights and throw caution to the wind instead?”

“You’ve managed to keep your distance, no different than before. I’m only human, Heather.”

“But you’re not, are you?”

He looked different than she remembered—jaded, harder.

“No, I’m not, and it’s not so easy keeping my wolf at bay,” he said.

She stood up and paced back and forth in front of him. This was all her doing. She was going against how many centuries of tradition? The mating call was no joke, even she felt it with every beat of her heart. Now she was destroying a perfectly good male because she was messed up in the head.

“Then maybe you should let your wolf guide the way.”

He rose to his feet, towering over her. She glanced at his wound, already stitching itself together with the help of her herbs but mostly from his wolven DNA. Why did his torn open shirt make him look so damn sexy? Her attraction to this shifter was going to be her undoing.

“I didn’t think you liked my wolf,” he said.

“Then you’re wrong.”

She backed away, knowing their wolves were in sync, knowing he’d chase. He matched her step for step until she was pinned deeper in the forest against a massive oak.

“You’re destroying me, Heather. What game are you playing?” He slammed a palm against the tree near her head. She felt his strength reverberate through the tree.

“I’m not. I was waiting for you to take the next step.”

“So you’re ready for me to claim you?” He narrowed his eyes. She noted the sarcasm in his tone, and it felt like he’d given up on them. A new fear began to grow inside her. She didn’t want to push him away to the point she’d lose him forever.

She swallowed, feeling his proximity, wanting him, but so used to fighting her desires. “I’m not trying to be difficult, David. This isn’t easy for me.”

He growled, and the sound traveled all the way down to her pussy. She liked this side of him … or maybe her wolf did. He leaned down, breathing in deeply at her neckline. “I can smell your need.”

“It’s the mating heat.”

David shook his head. “You can’t use that excuse anymore. The mating heat ended weeks ago.” He ran his tongue along the shell of her ear, making her quiver. “Run. I’ll give you a two-minute head start.”

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July Catch up

Hi Everyone,

Can you believe we’re once again ending a month, and starting a new one! This year is going by so fast and what a year it has been so far. I’m completely blown away by the feedback, love, and support, I’ve been getting for Smokey. When I was writing his book, I was a wreck. I’ve been wanting to write a grovel book for so long, and I just knew, Smokey was going to be that guy. I never anticipated this kind of response and it really moves me to know you guys have loved his story, and felt every single emotion as you’ve read him. I’ve been asked quite a bit if I will be doing more books to this world, and the answer is yes. I can’t wait to delve in to see what else I can create. I will warn you, Smokey is not the only book I’ve wrote this year that completely wrecked me during the writing process, I’ve got a couple more to come. 🙂

I hope you’ve all had a wonderful July, and have an even better August. This coming month we’ve got the next book in The Hard Boys series and after that, we’re delving into Crude Hill High again. So much to look forward to. I wanted to let you know Evernight Publishing said yes on a brand new Dirty Fuckers MC book, so that will be coming soon as well. If you’re fans of my The Alpha Shifter Collection, I’ve had another story accepted in that series. 🙂 For more details, please check my coming soon page.

Thank you all so much.

Take care. Stay safe.

Sam

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What’s Your price

Blurb

Gabe Moore gets everything he wants, and right now, he’s got his sights on Laura Smith. Unlike any other woman, she’s not intimidated by his power. His wealth doesn’t delight her. Only when he fires her does he get her attention.

The harshness of life has taught Laura she can only rely on herself. This crime lord monster won’t make her beg. If he wants her, he can have her, but she’ll never fall in love with him.

For the first time in his life, he’s the one doing the chasing. Laura won’t let him into her heart, only allowing sex. He’ll possess her body, but what he really wants is to own her heart, where he sees the pain she tries to hide.

He’s fifteen years her senior, but she’s the woman he’s been waiting for, and there’s no way he can let her go—even if it means putting her life in danger to be with him.

Smokey

Blurb

Just out of a bad marriage, Ava isn’t looking for love. She’s ready to live her own life in a new town, opening a bakery. She never expected to cross paths with Smokey, the dangerous president of the Hell’s Bastards MC.

Smokey wants the curvy blonde sitting alone at the bar, and he always gets what he wants. From the start, he explains it’s just sex, nothing else. Ava doesn’t expect more and promises herself she won’t fall in love with the bad biker, but Smokey gets under her skin. He can’t let her go, and now he thinks she works for his enemy. The pain of his punishment will stay with her forever.

When the truth comes out, Smokey knows he’s hurt the only woman he’s ever cared about. After he loses her, he has no choice but to win her back. Ava won’t give in, though. He hurt her, shattered her trust, and destroyed her heart.

How can he win what he broke?

Bred by her Alien abductor

Blurb

Ella spends her days studying rocks. It’s not glamorous work, and her funding is next to nothing, but she hopes to prove life exists beyond Earth. What she doesn’t count on is being used as a breeding vessel to save an alien race. She’s kidnapped and taken far from Earth for only one purpose. She tries to revolt but it’s hard when her captor does such wicked things to her body. 

Dhiro travels to Earth to find a fertile mate. The future of his planet is at stake, so failing is not an option. He’s never met a human in the flesh, but his studies conclude they’re a primitive and violent race.  He’s pleasantly surprised when he finds a female soon after landing. She’s lush, in touch with her emotions, and will make the perfect mate for him. 

There are others on Dhiro’s plant with fertility issues. Can he keep Ella safe when they try to take her for themselves? And will their union even save his world at all?

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Bred By Her Alien Abductor

Blurb

Ella spends her days studying rocks. It’s not glamorous work, and her funding is next to nothing, but she hopes to prove life exists beyond Earth. What she doesn’t count on is being used as a breeding vessel to save an alien race. She’s kidnapped and taken far from Earth for only one purpose. She tries to revolt but it’s hard when her captor does such wicked things to her body. 

Dhiro travels to Earth to find a fertile mate. The future of his planet is at stake, so failing is not an option. He’s never met a human in the flesh, but his studies conclude they’re a primitive and violent race.  He’s pleasantly surprised when he finds a female soon after landing. She’s lush, in touch with her emotions, and will make the perfect mate for him. 

There are others on Dhiro’s plant with fertility issues. Can he keep Ella safe when they try to take her for themselves? And will their union even save his world at all?

Excerpt:

He’d made it.

The blue planet filled Dhiro’s viewscreen as he prepared his ship to enter the atmosphere. He’d been dealing with numerous technical problems the past few hours, so it was a relief to finally reach his destination. It had been an excruciatingly long, mind-numbing trip through space. But it would all be worth it once he found a breeding vessel to carry on his lineage. An heir was all that mattered.

His two brothers said he’d never make it—it was too far, too dangerous, and the Earthlings may not even be compatible with their DNA. But Dhiro had done his research, and the Earth females were the perfect match. Although primitive in comparison, they were physically compatible, and he should be able to walk among them without detection.

With the repairs he had to complete on his ship before returning home to Trenu Zel, he hoped finding a suitable female would be quick and painless.

As he navigated the rough entry, his mother appeared on his monitor. She always chose the worst moments to make her appearance. “Yes, Mother?”

“Have you arrived safely?”

“Ask me again in five minutes. I’m attempting to land right now.”

“Please be careful,” she said. “I want you to return home safely, with or without a mate.”

He held his breath for a moment, then responded, “I’ll check in with updates. Take care of my brothers.” Dhiro turned off the monitor.

He’d come to Earth out of duty, a responsibility to keep their lineage alive. In all his planning, he’d failed to think of his Earthling conquest as a future mate, but he supposed that was exactly what she would be. He’d never allowed his mind to wander into territories of love and bonding. If she were a Trenuian female, their match would be blessed by their people. Dhiro was entering uncharted territory and would be the first to claim an Earthling. Some of the males on his taskforce laughed at the thought of him mating with a primitive species. He’d been the butt of jokes for months.

However, they wouldn’t mock him once he returned with the only fertile female on his planet. At least that was his plan.

Within seconds, the ship made contact with the ground, skidding and jumping as it created a great plume of dust. His body jostled in his seat, and anything not bolted down was tossed around the ship’s interior. When he finally came to a complete stop, he didn’t dare move. As the minutes passed, he finally took a breath and unfastened his protective belts.

He turned on the viewscreen. His ship had indeed landed on the Earth’s surface, but it was barren, no sign of humans or their civilizations. Just dirt, dirt the color of rust for miles.

No matter. He’d come here for a purpose and had no plans in calling it quits.

Dhiro tested the outside air before opening the outer hatch. He stood on the top step, taking a cautious first breath of Earth’s air. It wasn’t as fragrant as the air back home, but it was breathable.

The temperature was much warmer here, the intensity of the sun something he wasn’t accustomed to. His steps echoed on the metal stairs as he descended. There was nothing here, and since his ship would be out of commission until he dealt with repairs, moving to a more populated area wasn’t an option.

He put his hand over his eyes to scan the distant mountains. The sky was a unique shade of blue. The planet had its charm, but he was still glad this voyage was temporary.

Dhiro unfastened one of the outside panels to begin working on the ship’s exterior circuits. He’d start his search for a mate tomorrow after he rested for the night. One by one, he tested for faults in the equipment. It was a mindless task, the hours slipping by without notice. The sky began to darken as he completed his first of many tasks.

A distant scream immediately captured his full attention. He set down his tools and took several steps into the open to get a better view of the land.

There was nothing to see. Nothingness in every direction.

Again, the scream echoed along the mountains ridge and valleys. He decided to investigate. After strapping on his weaponry and protective vest, he began his trek along the vast, red land. The sun had slipped below the horizon, but his vision was equally effective in the darkness.

He’d traveled far, and the lingering heat was becoming an increasing annoyance. The cries grew louder as he walked, so he had to be very close. Animals growled nearby, and he wasn’t sure what creatures he may find in this region. From his research, nothing on Earth could be a threat to him, so he plodded onward.

As he turned the corner of a low mountain, there was a small chasm with scant greenery. Plumes of smoke from a recently doused fire drifted up into the sky. And five feral beasts were closing in on a lone human. A female.

He watched. Stunned to see one in the flesh.

Then he snapped out of his trance and moved to act. The moment she noticed him, she called out.

“Help me. Please help!”

The need in her voice drove his protective instincts into overdrive. He wasn’t sure if it was due to his three decades on the taskforce or a primal connection to this human.

As he approached, the animals turned their attention to him, creating a circle of attack, one he knew well, but from much more threatening beasts on Trenu Zel.

The first one lunged, but he caught it by the throat in midair. He examined the beast as it struggled and yelped. He’d never seen one of these creatures, and his curiosity for the new world piqued. When the female whimpered, he snapped the animal’s neck and waited for the next to attack.

One by one, he killed the hairy beasts with his bare hands. They weren’t worth the effort of unsheathing one of his weapons. He dusted off his hands as he neared the female crouching low behind her smoldering fire pit. She still carried a large stick in her hands. Trembling hands.

“I won’t harm you,” he said.

She nodded repeatedly, looking at her own hands as she dropped the makeshift weapon. “T-Thank you. I thought I was a goner.”

He reached out a hand to her, and after a pause, she took it. Dhiro pulled her up to her feet but was surprised she barely reached his chest in height. Women on his planet were comparable to males in height, but he found her tiny size endearing.

“What were those beasts?”

“Beasts? You mean the wolves?”

“Yes, the wolves.”

She ran a hand through her blonde hair. It flowed down her back even though disheveled. He’d never seen the color before. Everything about her appealed to him.

“I’ve come out here so many times, and I’ve never had a problem with them before. If I’d known a wolf attack was a possibility, I never would have ventured this far alone. Well, not this late.”

“You’re afraid of the wolves?”

“Of course, wouldn’t anyone be? Well, not you, I guess. How did you do that, anyway? You didn’t even use a gun. I’ve never seen anything like it.”

“I’m a superior adversary,” he said matter-of-factly. “They’re not smart hunters. The others would have been wise to escape after I killed the first one.”

She stared at him. “When I was ten, I was attacked by one of them.” She pulled up the edge of her shirt, showing him a deep scar on her side. “I’ve been terrified ever since.”

Dhiro didn’t like that she’d been marked by one of those filthy beasts. If she’d been on Trenu Zel, their technology would have ensured she had no lasting scars. But she’d been born on a primitive planet at no fault of her own.

“I can protect you from the wolves,” he said.

“Yes, I know you can. What’s your name, anyway?”

“Dhiro.”

“Dhiro, that’s different. My name’s Ella. Ella Sinclaire, aspiring noteworthy geologist.” Then she held out her hand. He wasn’t versed in Earth customs and wasn’t sure how to respond. The first thing that came to mind was to hold out his hand in the same manner.

She laughed, a sweet, musical sound. “Okay then.” Ella grabbed his hand in hers, yanking it up and down. “Nice to meet you, Dhiro.”

She’d completely slaughtered the pronunciation of his given name. But all he could focus on was the intimate contact she’d forced on him. The feel of her skin against his.

He expected this mission to be easy, like choosing a pet. No emotion. No attraction. Ella was human, after all, an inferior species. This entire trip was a necessity, not a pleasure.

In the matter of minutes, everything changed.

Dhiro had found his mate.

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Co-written with Stacey Espino New Release Straight to Hell MC

The Biker’s Dirty Little Secret

How can something so wrong feel so good?

Callie tries to look at the positive side of life—despite her dire circumstances. She’s the underdog, stepped on by her boss, her landlord, and her own family. When a new customer shows interest in her at work, it’s impossible to resist his charm. Their budding romance becomes her only joy in life, but when she finds out he’s keeping dark secrets, Callie wonders if she really knows him at all.

Brick knows he screwed up by hiding the truth from Callie. It just felt so damn good to be looked at with affection rather than fear, and he soon became addicted to the rush. Once he starts falling hard for her, he can’t bring himself to tell her he’s the VP of the Straight to Hell MC. Brick can’t risk losing her. But how long can he go on living a lie?

With a rival club rebuilding and a rat in their midst, Brick wonders if it’s even safe bringing Callie into his world at all.

Excerpt:

They’d been in church for the past hour, and Brick was itching to call Callie. Every night, they’d talk for hours, sometimes about nothing at all. She soothed him, made him feel alive for the first time in forever.

“We burned their club to the ground,” Lord said. “They’re persistent fuckers.”

“They have no senior members left,” said Brick. “We took them all out. Who the fuck do they think they are?”

“Boss, they’re a joke. Nothing to worry about,” said Reaper.

“I’m not worried, but I also don’t plan to sit back pretending they can’t become a real pain in the ass at some point.” Lord scrubbed a hand down his face. “Keep eyes and ears open. I want to know when they wipe their fucking asses. Understand?”

Everyone agreed before they started to head out. He checked his watch as he stood up.

“Brick, stay behind,” Lord said.

Fuck.

He had a feeling Lord was on to him. His intuition was legendary. Callie was Brick’s dirty little secret, a separate life away from the club. He didn’t want to tarnish her innocence with the truth of what he really was. It was safer that way, too.

“You find out anything about our rat?” asked Lord. He stayed seated, but there was something in his eyes.

Brick paced, not wanting to share his secret but also not wanting his prez to think he was betraying the club. The brothers strayed all the time, fucking anything that walked in and out of the club. There weren’t any rules that said he could only enjoy club pussy, so why was he so damn nervous?

“Still working on it,” he said.

Lord was silent. Brick wanted him to say something, accuse him, anything.

“And the Skull Nation, they’re a bunch of pussies. Say the word, and we can finish them off together, like the good old days.”

His prez only nodded. Slowly. “Keep an eye out for the rat.”

Once Brick was out of the room, he closed his eyes and took a breath. He felt like a traitor and didn’t want Lord thinking he was. Brick was one hundred percent loyal to the Straight to Hell MC and always would be. The club was his life.

Anything Lord ordered, he made it happen. He was loyal to a fault, and it helped that Brick was a brutal motherfucker with a complete lack of empathy when it came to rivals.

Once in his room, he crashed on his bed, staring at the ceiling. Was he blind? Pussy whipped? He’d berated so many brothers when it came to women, even judging Lord when he took Ally as his old lady. Women were a weakness, and Brick had always been against the whole idea of love and family.

It was time to take a step back. He rolled to his side and grabbed his cell phone. Callie Johnson had a history, and he’d be a fool to rush in blindly without knowing everything about her. The safety of the club had to come first.

He did some research on his own, then texted Copper to dig up more dirt on the down low. Copper was their in-house hacker, even known for putting the local police department in the dark for forty-eight hours a couple of years back. Within the hour, the techno whizz sent him an email with all the dirt.

Brick was scared to open it, not wanting any of this to end. He actually looked forward to waking up in the morning. Before this affair, there’d been some days he considered putting a bullet in his head.

He scrolled through the email.

Callie wasn’t so simple after all. She had a dark past and fucked-up family. The things she had talked about were all the truth—her grandmother’s death, her job, the place she lived. He couldn’t blame her for leaving out all the messy details.

If she was anything like her family, she sure hid it well. From what he’d come to know of her, she was the exact opposite, and it only made him want to shelter her even more.

He’d keep the information to himself for now. Brick knew some of the characters she was involved with and most were bad news. Sean Rigby, for one, was a notorious loan shark. Why would Callie get hooked up with that piece of shit? She needed Brick in her life to protect her. It would be so easy for a sweet girl like Callie to get soiled by the wrong people—people like him.

The next day, he rode out to the building center. They had lunch together several days a week. He was itching to get more serious with her but kept holding back. Some days he questioned everything about their unorthodox relationship.

He walked over to the picnic bench where Callie sat. Her big smile lit him up from head to toe.

“Hey, stranger.” Brick straddled the bench seat next to her.

“You didn’t call yesterday.”

He shrugged. “Had a busy night.”

She fiddled with her lunch bag, looking over her shoulder on occasion. He didn’t like the vibe he was getting from her.

“You okay?” he asked.

“It’s nothing. Just some difficult customers. My boss doesn’t like me to get involved, but at least I’ll get a longer lunch out of it.”

Difficult customers? His hackles immediately went up and visions of him gutting the pricks who took out their frustrations on his woman filled his head. He took a cleansing breath.

“You know you don’t have to take shit from customers, don’t you? It’s a job. That doesn’t give anyone the right to treat you like garbage.”

“I know it’s just a job, but it’s a job I really need. It’s okay, though. They only come around a couple of times a week.”

He gritted his teeth to keep from saying anything further.

Brick refocused, tucking some hair behind Callie’s ear. The sun picked up the color of her eyes. She was a beauty. When she leaned into his touch, his entire body reacted. He was doing exactly what he claimed he’d never do—falling for a woman. And he hadn’t even fucked her yet. He was completely out of character.

“Yo! We’re waiting to cash out.” Two men walked toward the picnic table. Callie immediately tensed up.

“Is Jeff not in the office?”

“No, nobody’s in the fucking office. Are you going to sit out here on your fat ass or do your damn job?”

Brick stood up, but Callie wrapped a hand around his wrist in an attempt to pull him back down.

“And what the fuck do you want, big boy?” asked one of the men.

Before he could speak, Callie spoke up. “Please, he’s just a chicken farmer. We don’t want any trouble.”



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Alpha Shifter Collecrtion Co-written with Stacey Espino Monthly roundup New Release Standalone

May Catch up

Hi Everyone,

How are you all doing?

We’re now into June and I’ve got a huge milestone occurring this month. On June 20th it will be my official 10 year published author anniversary. I’m so excited. After all the rejections and setbacks, I remember getting my very first acceptance and it has just been an amazing journey. If you follow me on Facebook I will be doing something to celebrate, and maybe a little something here, so please be sure to check the giveaways page that I’ve got on my blog, check the link below. Let me know if you’d like me to do anything here?

So May has been an awesome month. I’ve been back online a full year, which is really exciting. 🙂 There have been three releases this month, did you have a favourite? All of the links are down below. I’ve got lots planned for next month, more details still to come. Please be sure to check my Coming Soon page for more information and what I’ve got planned.

I hope you all had a wonderful May, and are looking forward to June. I hate to say it but we’re closer to Christmas. I feel some of you will be cursing me right now. 🙂

Love Sam

Release in May 2021

Alpha Shifter Collection: Alpha Beast

The eldest son of a warring mafia pack, Liam Wolf must secure peace by marrying the enemy’s only daughter, Jenny Luca. With long white hair and gray eyes, she cannot turn into a wolf. She talks to herself, and strange things happen around her. To many, she is a source of ridicule, but after one look, one scent, Liam is hooked.
Jenny has always known she was different. Like her mother and grandmother, she inherited the ability to see the dead. They come to her or just wander around. Many fear her gift, so she tries to hide it. Liam is not afraid, but enchanted. Their packs have judged her harshly, and nothing will stop him from claiming her as his wife.
When one of his warehouses is burned down, it’s up to Liam to find out what went wrong, especially when Jenny discovers the spirits—and a monster who intends harm. Can Liam save her in time, or will she fall prey to the curse in her family?

Be Warned: anal sex


When a lockdown is declared, Daphne is forced to close her successful bed-and-breakfast for the foreseeable future, which she expects to spend alone. However, three men from her past didn’t leave with all the others. After twelve years, her high school bullies are back. She doesn’t know what game they’re playing, but she won’t be part of it.

Eric, Micah, and Dean intend to win her heart. What started as a challenge soon turns into more as the three friends band together to claim the woman of their dreams. There was only supposed to be one victor, but now they will all win.

Daphne doesn’t plan to fall for them, but when an opportunity opens up, they’re just too damn hot to turn down.

It’s a lockdown full of promise. Three guys, one girl, and many possibilities. Why not enjoy the moment, even if she doesn’t intend for it to last forever. Or will it?

Be Warned: menage sex (MFMM), anal sex


Mira Davencourt sells her body to the devil…

When her only brother’s gambling debts get out of control, he turns to Drake Eastwood to bail him out. He’s the bully from her past, the one she’s tried to forget over the years. The ruthless businessman pays off Nigel’s debts, but he wants something in return—Mira. He demands her life, her body, and apparently her womb, but he’ll never have her heart. She reluctantly signs the contract to save her brother.

Drake wants to prove to Mira that he’s a different person from the bully he was in high school. He’s worked his way up the ladder of success with no help from anyone, only he didn’t realize how lonely it would be at the top. Now that Mira’s signed his contract, there’s no way he’ll let her go. She’ll breed his children and become his wife. In return, he’ll wipe out her brother’s debts and make all her dreams come true. It sounds perfect on paper, but life rarely goes according to plan.

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Breeding Season Co-written with Stacey Espino Sam Crescent

Bred By The Bully

Breeding Season 8

Mira Davencourt sells her body to the devil…

When her only brother’s gambling debts get out of control, he turns to Drake Eastwood to bail him out. He’s the bully from her past, the one she’s tried to forget over the years. The ruthless businessman pays off Nigel’s debts, but he wants something in return—Mira. He demands her life, her body, and apparently her womb, but he’ll never have her heart. She reluctantly signs the contract to save her brother.

Drake wants to prove to Mira that he’s a different person from the bully he was in high school. He’s worked his way up the ladder of success with no help from anyone, only he didn’t realize how lonely it would be at the top. Now that Mira’s signed his contract, there’s no way he’ll let her go. She’ll breed his children and become his wife. In return, he’ll wipe out her brother’s debts and make all her dreams come true. It sounds perfect on paper, but life rarely goes according to plan.

Excerpt:

“You’re crazy,” she said, getting to her feet.

“Am I?”

The moment Nigel had walked into his office asking for money, he’d seen an opportunity he couldn’t turn down. The money was no doubt a bad investment, but it wasn’t enough to make him lose sleep over, especially as it had achieved what he wanted. Mira in his office.

“You want me to have your children?” she asked.

“Yes.” He opened up his jacket and rounded the desk so he stood closer to her. Mira may hate him, and that was fine with him, but her gaze kept on straying. She was attracted to him, and as far as he was concerned, he was more than happy with that. He wanted to fuck her, and this was years in the planning. He would have her.

She pushed her hair out of the way. The long locks could never be tamed, and he loved that she’d never gotten it cut. He couldn’t wait to run his fingers through the length or have it spread out across a pillow, or better yet, wrapped around his fist as he pounded inside her.

Fucking her was going to be a pleasure. He looked forward to having his name spill from her lips.

“This is crazy.”

“Or it’s a lifeline. You and I both know that pawnshop isn’t going to make it. Nigel went to other people for money. Only my name and my connections are keeping him alive.”

“You ordered to have his legs broken.”

“I still have a reputation to protect.” He winked.

She grabbed her head on both sides. “Oh, God, this isn’t happening.”

He watched her. The pencil skirt molded to her shapely hips and ass. He’d been with slender and curvy women. None of them even compared to Mira. He couldn’t wait to see what kind of treasures she held beneath.

“You said you were willing to do anything to save him.”

“Not have your children. I hate you.”

He smiled and closed the distance between them. She stepped back and he followed. There was no getting away from him.

When her back hit the wall, he slammed his palms at either side of her head. “You can fight me all you want, but you and I both know you’re turned on by me.”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

His office was a nice warm temperature and yet her nipples poked against the front of her shirt. The jacket she wore gaped open, and he knew she wanted him.

He put his fingers on her knee and slowly began to slide his hand up. She didn’t stop him, and he moved until he cupped her pussy.

Her panties were soaking wet. “Do I need to go any further to prove to you just how wet you are?”

“Drake?”

“I don’t believe in lying, Mira.” He slid her panties aside and found her wet slit. “Look at that. Soaked.”

She put her hands to his chest, but he stroked over her clit. Using his fingers, he moved up and down, preparing her, not penetrating, but getting her used to the feel. Her head fell back against the wall.

“I know what I want, Mira. I want kids, and I want you naked in my bed. Give me what I want, and your brother will be free. You’ll be the one responsible for his happiness.” He pressed his nose against her neck as he plundered her cunt with two fingers. She was incredibly tight.

She moaned, and the sound echoed around the room.

“I hate you.”

“Do you think I care if you hate me or not? I want what I want, and I’m going to get it by any means I have to.” He bit down on her neck, relishing her cries.

She started to thrust against his hand, and he groaned. He couldn’t wait to replace his fingers with his cock, but for now, he just needed to give her a hint of what it could be like.

Kissing down her neck, he didn’t care that clothes were in his way. He sucked on her beaded nipple, biting down.

When he thought he had her close to the edge, he stepped back, pulling his fingers from her pussy and his mouth from her tit.

He wanted to do more. To bend her over the desk and take her hard and fast. That would come soon.

Once she agreed to belong to him, her life as she knew it would cease. There would be no room for her to be anywhere else but at his side.

He had an insatiable appetite, and he’d been anticipating claiming Mira for some time.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

He lifted his fingers to his mouth, licking them clean, tasting her. Stepping back, he kept his gaze on her.

His cock pressed against the front of his pants, and it fucking hurt. He wasn’t a small man, but years of restraint and control made him sit down. “I proved a point. You want me, and I’m saying you can have me, but it comes with a price. Everything in life has a price.”

“My freedom for my brother’s?”

“And he’s getting a lot more than others would give him, believe me. I’m being more than generous.”

“You’re asking me to bind myself to you for life. There’s no way in hell I’d give you a child and leave it.”

“Do you think I expect only one child from you?” he asked. “I want four at least.” He intended to bind Mira to him in every single way.

The girl he remembered at school was just as passionate now. He had to wait, to bide his time, but he could have her. He was the one with all the power. She would have no choice but to bend to his will, and fuck if that didn’t turn him on even more.

He wanted her more than anything else in the world. Being close to her only served to remind him of all that he wanted.

Clasping his fingers together, he waited as she struggled to compose herself.

She tried to close her jacket, but the wet stain he’d left from his mouth was still visible on her shirt.

“When?” she asked.

“Excuse me?”

“When do you want me to start?”

“Immediately.”

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