the Kings Trophy is a standalone story that is now available to Pre-order
Available wide May 23rd 2023
Blurb
Mason Campbell is bored with life. He has everything he’s ever wanted—money, power, and any woman at the snap of his fingers. After working his way out of the gutter, he is now king. People fear him. And he’s bored. Until he looks across the dance floor at one of his nightclubs to see a stunning woman dressed in red. He has to have her.
Holly Allan is finally free from a loveless marriage to a cheating jerk. Nine years she devoted her life to a man who didn’t know how to be faithful. When Mason enters her life, she’s not looking for anything long term. She’s not ready to trust men. Mason is not taking no for an answer.
He sees the passion in her eyes, the yearning. Her husband didn’t know the treasure he had, but Mason does. One taste was never going to be enough and he’s not letting Holly get away. He’s going to keep her. He knows what it’s like to go without, to beg, to crave. What he cannot do is allow his life to touch Holly’s. He’s a bad man, a monster, and he has made a lot of enemies. But what will he do when her ex-husband is determined to tell her the truth about who Mason really is?
Rosalie knew her father was part of an MC club, a vile disgusting group of men. To protect her mother, she has no choice but to marry a man her father has chosen.
Colt doesn’t want to create peace. Satan’s Death Riders MC doesn’t settle, they do not bow down, but for now, his father has told him to marry the daughter of his enemy. He personally vows to make her life miserable. This will be a great way for him to pass the time before he gets the chance to kill her father. They claim she’s a virgin, but they’re liars. No slut of the Evil Fuckers MC is pure.
But Rosalie is nothing like her father. She’s just a pawn. Someone he can use. What will happen when she becomes more than just a pawn, more than someone he can use?
She wants her father dead as much as Colt does. Maybe they can work together. All she wants is for her mother to be free, for them to no longer live in fear. It’s an easy deal to make, but even Colt didn’t see what was coming.
Excerpt:
“Daemon is way too strong and powerful. There is no out for me. I know that. Only when he’s done with me will I find peace.” Gabrielle smiled. “But I see a brighter future for my daughter. If you give her a chance, I think you could make her a very happy woman.”
Petal hit the window. “What’s keeping you guys?”
Gabrielle chuckled. “You’re not a patient person, are you, Petal?”
“My Sunday plans have been changed so I’m feeling a little … tender.”
Colt climbed out of his car as his mother opened the door. Gabrielle walked over to Kim, and he watched the two embrace.
Petal had her arms folded and glared at him.
“I want to talk to Rosalie,” Colt said.
“And you think I’m going to allow that?” Petal asked.
“It’s fine,” Rosalie said. “I’ll be fine.”
Petal shook her head. “Yeah, maybe when you look in the mirror, you’ll see how fine you look.”
Rosalie chuckled but Petal left them alone.
He stared at Rosalie who once again had her hands thrust into the pockets of her jeans.
“What do you want?” she asked.
“To talk to you.”
“This is not part of our arrangement. Friday nights is what we agreed.”
He held his hands up in surrender. “Is it wrong for me to want to talk to my wife?”
“Colt, you and I don’t have that kind of relationship, so I’m going to say yes.” She pulled her hands out of her jeans. “What is all this?”
“An olive branch.”
Rosalie laughed. “So I tell you truth about who my father is, and all of a sudden you want to be friends?”
“I want us to be allies, Rosalie. Is that so hard to believe?”
“Coming from you, yes.”
“Look, I don’t know what your father is up to, and I can only imagine it’s not very good.” He looked toward the house and then stepped in front of her. “I’m aware of the deal you made him.”
She tilted her head to the side. “I doubt that.”
“You’ll get pregnant and he’ll leave your mother alone. It doesn’t take a genius to work out that you’ll do anything for your mother. Marry a guy you don’t know, and fuck him every Friday in the hope of getting pregnant.”
“So, now that your genius brain has figured that out, what are you hoping to do? Make a deal with me? What?”
Colt took a deep breath. This woman was infuriating. He didn’t quite believe her mother that she was a kind and gentle person. So far, she had made him do nothing but work at every single task when it came to her.
“Your father is up to something,” Colt said. “And I know you care about your mother, so I’m proposing that you trust us.”
“No. I don’t trust any of you. You agreed to this marriage, this treaty pact, or whatever it is.”
“We can protect your mother from him. The whole club. You’re trusting Daemon’s word, and you can’t always be with your mother. The club has a lot of men, Rosalie. We can protect her from him.”
Rosalie stared at him and slowly folded her arms across her chest. “And what do you want in return?”
Colt looked at her. “You’ve got to come and live with me, spend time at the Satan’s Death Riders MC, make this marriage work.”
She shook her head. “Fuck, no. Don’t you see, that is exactly what he wants. He will want me to try and get information out of you and I’m not doing that. I’m not getting between the two clubs.”
“I’ll protect you.”
“No, you won’t.” Rosalie shook her head.
“He killed my sister,” Colt said.
Rosalie stopped and turned toward him. She had been about to enter the house but he had to stop her.
“I want to see him six feet under. I want him to suffer and pay for what he’s done. He didn’t pull the fucking trigger, but he ordered the killing.”
He was right in front of her now and looked her in the eyes. Rosalie had no choice but to tilt her head back to look at him.
“He’d been trying to take me out … but I had to hold her in my arms as she died, Rosalie.”
“I’m so sorry,” Rosalie said.
“And I want to make him pay. I’ve been treating you like shit and I know I shouldn’t have. You had nothing to do with this, and for that I’m sorry. You shouldn’t have to pay for his sins.”
“And just like that, you expect me to believe this?” Rosalie asked.
“I want you to think about it. I’m offering you protection. The club, all of it. For you and your mother and for Petal.”
Rosalie looked at him and then bowed her head.
“He wants me to get pregnant. It’s been three months and he keeps telling me that if I fail, he will hurt my mother.”
He went to take her hand but Rosalie pulled away.
“Trust me.”
“How?” Rosalie asked. “How can I trust you when I don’t even know you?”
Pre-order is now available for my next release Toxic Satan’s Death Riders M.C
Blurb
Rosalie knew her father was part of an MC club, a vile disgusting group of men. To protect her mother, she has no choice but to marry a man her father has chosen.
Colt doesn’t want to create peace. Satan’s Death Riders MC doesn’t settle, they do not bow down, but for now, his father has told him to marry the daughter of his enemy. He personally vows to make her life miserable. This will be a great way for him to pass the time before he gets the chance to kill her father. They claim she’s a virgin, but they’re liars. No slut of the Evil Fuckers MC is pure.
But Rosalie is nothing like her father. She’s just a pawn. Someone he can use. What will happen when she becomes more than just a pawn, more than someone he can use?
She wants her father dead as much as Colt does. Maybe they can work together. All she wants is for her mother to be free, for them to no longer live in fear. It’s an easy deal to make, but even Colt didn’t see what was coming.
The next instalment for the Crave and Claimed series is now live and available wide
Blurb:
Carson always gets what he wants. His days of living on the streets, begging for food and money, are over. He rose up to become … the Boss. The king. This city is his and no one takes anything from him.
The moment he meets sweet Willow Kaye, Carson knows he has to have her. He wants to possess her and will do everything in his power to do exactly that. There is only one problem, her grandmother. She knows who he is and what he is capable of.
When Lauren comes to him and asks for him to take care of her granddaughter, he knows something isn’t right. Lauren is dying and she wants someone to be there for Willow.
Willow knows exactly who Carson is. She sees the fear in people’s eyes, and the way they all move to avoid him. After losing her grandmother, she is not ready for him.
Carson gave her time, now she belongs to him, and he’s going to do everything he can to claim her. He wants her by his side, as his wife, and the mother of his children. Lauren asked him to do one thing, to make Willow have experiences and that is what he’s going to do. He’ll give Willow a good life, one she deserves. All she has to do is love him.
But will he be able to protect her from his world? He has a reputation people love to bring down, so can he survive long enough to have it all?
Excerpt:
Carson put his food down and walked around the counter. Within seconds, she was in his arms, and in a strange way she had a feeling it would all be okay. She didn’t know why she thought that way, only that she did.
“I’ve got you,” he said. “It’s going to be okay. I’ve got you.” He kept repeating those words.
Willow closed her eyes and breathed him in. Wrapping her arms around his waist, she gave into him, holding him, not wanting to let go.
He stroked her hair. “I bet your grandmother is happy knowing you’ve got this place.”
“Didn’t you want to buy it from her?” Willow asked.
“Yes, I did, but not anymore.” Not from the moment he saw Willow so fucking happy here.
Willow sighed. She pulled away from him and then wiped at her face. “I’m okay. I’m fine.”
He watched her for several seconds to make sure. He didn’t leave her side, and reached for his pot of noodles.
“Sometimes I have no idea what to talk to you about,” Willow said, picking up her own pot.
“You can talk to me about anything.”
“Why me?” she asked.
This made him pause as he looked toward her. “What?”
“You heard me. There’s nothing special about me, Carson. I’m not an idiot. I know who you are. I’ve heard the whispers that follow your name.”
“And that doesn’t scare you?”
She shrugged. “Sometimes, but then I’ve also seen some of the shop owners down this street say your name, and they look relieved. How can I be upset by that?” she asked.
He smiled.
“You could have anyone in the world. You’re a good-looking guy.” He was pure sex, that was the truth. “Why me?”
She was just an ordinary girl. Men and women never stopped in the street to admire her beauty. She wasn’t special. She had no powers. She was just a woman trying to get by in the world, who’d experienced a lot of pain and loss. So why did he want her?
Carson put his food back down and cupped her face. She looked into his eyes. They were a shocking blue, unlike her brown ones. She felt like she was falling into him. His eyes reminded her of the ocean, the calm before the storm. She couldn’t look away, even if she wanted to. She was held still by his gaze.
“It was your smile,” Carson said.
“My smile?” She frowned.
“Yes. The way you stared at me, you made me stop and I just couldn’t look away. I didn’t want to. Walking away from you that first day without taking you with me was one of the hardest decisions I’d ever made.”
“I find that hard to believe.”
“I thought about you. For the next week. I couldn’t get you out of my head and part of me had to wonder if I made it up. I thought there was no way I could be so drawn to a woman. I never had been in my life. But, after a week, I came back to see you. I wasn’t wrong. You were amazing. Beautiful. You became a reason for me to get up in the morning.”
Tears filled her eyes. It was so beautiful, the way he looked at her.
She didn’t know what to do, so she put her hands on his chest and slowly began to slide them up, wrapping them around his neck. Going onto her tiptoes, she pressed her lips to his and kissed him. There was nothing else she wanted to do at that moment.
Carson slid one of his hands to the back of her neck, and the other moved down toward her ass.
A gasp left her lips, and she tightened her hold on him. His tongue traced across her lips and when she opened her mouth, he plundered inside, deepening the kiss. She wanted to go on and on kissing him, but the sound of the doorbell stopped her.
Willow had no choice but to stop the kiss, even though she had no desire to do so.
Ruin needs to kill a woman. A beautiful woman with blue eyes and raven hair. And he has no idea why.
He is the one they call when they need to clean up a mess. He’s the bogeyman. But Callie Lawson is one target he doesn’t think he can handle. Why would a mafia capo want her dead? She’s a woman who has nothing and no one—a mundane existence that involves knitting. That’s all. He has to find everything out about her. He can’t get Callie out of his mind. And he can’t kill her.
Before losing her parents years ago, Callie promised her mother she would try to live her life. For the longest time she avoided it all, but not anymore. When a mysterious man sits with her and asks for her help knitting, Callie is struck by the handsome stranger.
Callie has never fallen in love but when it comes to Ruin, he makes her feel everything. He makes her want to live. What will happen when the truth comes out? Will Ruin be able to save Callie from the monsters, or will he end up being the one to kill her?
Excerpt:
It didn’t take Ruin long to get the bolts installed. He’d put the screwdrivers in his car and all the equipment he’d needed to get her apartment safe, not that a few bolts would truly protect her, but it was a start. Once he finished, he checked to make sure they all worked, and was happy with it. He stood up, picked up the empty bags, and turned toward her. She had gone and made him a second cup of coffee and she held it for him.
“You didn’t need to do that.”
Ruin took the coffee from her and placed the empty bags in her hands. She left and he followed her to the kitchen. She tossed the bags into a trash bin. He also spotted she had a recycle bin as well.
“You couldn’t install them, and what kind of a gentleman would I be if I left you here at risk?”
She frowned. “I’ve been living here for years and I’ve been fine.”
“Luck runs out, Callie.”
Her lips opened and closed. He wanted them around his cock, sucking him in deep.
“Oh, er, how much do I owe you for the tools?”
He put the coffee on the counter and stepped toward her. She moved back and he got in close so that he stood right in front of her. “How about a kiss?”
“A kiss? You had to kiss for the tools?”
He chuckled. “No, I paid money for the tools, but trust me, I’d be getting a better deal.”
“You would?”
“Yes.”
“How?” she asked.
He reached out and stroked some of the hair behind her ear. “Because I know how good those lips taste and I want another one, Callie.” Ruin cupped her cheek and ran his thumb across her lips. “They are so tempting. They’re designed to be kissed.” He released a little groan. “Didn’t you like our kiss last night?”
He had a feeling she did, judging by how red her cheeks were.
“Yes. I did.”
“So what is wrong with me kissing you?”
“Nothing, but I don’t want you to be out of pocket for the tools.”
“I won’t be. All I want is a kiss.” He leaned in close, giving her a chance to tell him no. He wouldn’t force her. He would never take what she wasn’t willing to give.
Callie’s gaze was on him and he could feel her breath. Sinking his fingers into her hair, he pulled her in close and slammed his lips down on hers. Her lips were like heaven.
Her hands went to his shoulders, gripping him tightly.
With his other hand, he grabbed her ass, pulling her against him, not wanting to let her go. Loving the feel of her next to his body. Why did she have to change out of the negligee? It would have been so easy to strip her naked, to fuck her, to take what he wanted. He couldn’t wait to see her tits, to spread her thighs open, taste her cunt, lick every single inch of her. Ruin wanted to hear her scream his name, beg him not to stop. He wanted so fucking much from her.
Breaking the kiss, he stared into her eyes. They were closed to start with, but she opened them. “Is that so wrong?” he asked. “To have a kiss?”
She shook her head.
“Callie?”
“Yes.”
“I want to touch you.”
“Oh.”
He took hold of her wrist and slid it from his shoulder moving down his chest, and even further still. He paused when her palm was at the top of his jeans.
“And I want you to touch me as well.”
Her teeth sank into her lip, and he saw the nerves playing out across her face. Callie was so open, so expressive. Her cheeks were a deep shade of red. She was a little panicked but he saw the flash of excitement in her eyes.
She wanted this.
He wanted this.
Moving her hand down, he placed her palm flat on his rock-hard cock. She gasped and he cupped her tit in his palm. Her eyes went wide as he stroked his thumb back and forth across her hard nipple. She wasn’t wearing a padded bra. He imagined something lacy, something sexy.
“Do you like that?”
She jerked her head in a yes.
“Good.” Her palm remained still against his cock. “You can move your hand. You can touch me.”
“I don’t know what I’m doing.”
Her virginity turned him on again.
“Then do whatever you like. I’m a big boy, I can handle it.”
This past year has flown by so fast, but I’m not going to dwell on what I didn’t get to write last year, and instead, focus on the books I plan to write this coming year. There will be a lot of MC ( at least my muse is feeling MC right now, but that could change), Mafia, including series like Chaos and Carnage, Hell’s Bastards MC, The Skulls: Next Generation, The Denton Family Legacy, and so …. so …. so many more. 🙂 I’m currently working on Grant’s story from Chaos and Carnage.
What books would you like to see on my coming soon page?
I want to say a big thank you to everyone for this past year. You have all been incredible and it has been so amazing to hear from you all. It means a lot to me that you have enjoyed my books and they have helped you in some way. I absolutely love writing and creating stories and characters that stick with you. It really is a dream come true.
In the next couple of days, you might get a few emails from me, but please know I don’t intend to bombard your inbox. I’ve got a release coming up, as well as my birthday, which I want to say to please keep a look out early January (as this is my birthday), and I will be running a giveaway here as well as in my Facebook group.
Thank you all so much for stopping by, reading my books, these posts, and just being amazing.
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?
It’s that time again. Can you believe a month has gone already? I know I can’t. I want to say a big thank you to all of you for your amazing feedback on The Fake Engagement and Size Matters. I loved writing both of these books, and they are both oh so different. I’ve been asked if Juliet and Mackenzie will get a story from The Fake Engagement, and the answer is yes. Also, will I be doing more books in the Chaos and Carnage MC world, and I can say yes to that as well. I’m not sure when, but I am hoping soon.
If you follow me on Facebook you would have seen that my muse is ready to delve back into my Bratva world, and that is what I’m going to be spending February doing. Anyone wanting the next Bratva book?
I know I’ve got lots more planned in terms of books. So I’m curious, please let me know what book you’d like to see me writing this year.
Thank you all so much for taking the time to stop by and read my books. It means a lot to me.
Take care, and I can’t wait to see what I’ll be sharing with you soon.
Sam X
January releases
Previous winners for website giveaways
Birthday – Mystery box – Sarit Shinder
The 10 years celebration winners – Anne H and Molly Kinney
August giveaway winner Liese Haley
Congratulations To everyone who has won.
You all should have had email from Em.warren@outlook.com with instructions on how to claim.
February’s Giveaway – Open internationally.
Giveaway is now closed
Winner is CJ Reads
Always check the giveaway page on the blog/website for information
Release Date: February 1st 2022
Blurb
Max and Dylan know nothing about kids. Now that Max is the full legal guardian of his niece, they need a nanny.
After a breakup, Raine is ready to settle down in a new city, in a new job as a nanny. Working for two strong, amazing men is no hardship. While one of them seems robotic, the other is playful, constantly crossing the lines of what’s appropriate.
She wants to remain professional with Max and Dylan as her bosses, but they’re determined to break down barriers. They had an agreement—to share one woman, and that woman is Raine.
Raine wants to succumb to their seduction, but Max’s cold aloofness stands in the way. Will they be able to mend her heart, or will their chance at happiness be ruined forever?
We’re into October, which means I’m super excited because I just love Halloween. This always makes me laugh as I actually can’t stand horror movies. 🙂 Strange, huh? 😉
September has been a super quick month. I want to say a big thank you to everyone who has reached out to me, and for all of your wonderful support through the release of Second Best. This book broke me and to know you guys went through the same emotions, it means the world to me, as a job well done.
I’ve asked this in my Facebook group, but are you loving the more emotional, longer stories? At the moment that is the direction my muse is going. However, I can confirm that Evernight Publishing has accepted a brand new full length book from me that was a lot more light hearted, and possible romcom, but I’m not exactly sure which genre it would fall. I know I had a lot of enjoyment writing it, and look out for The Fake Engagement for more information on the coming soon page.
We’re nearing the end of 2021 and I have to wonder, what books would you like to read from me? Has there been a trope I’ve not tried? Please, let me know. 🙂
Thank you all so much for your lovely emails, comments, and messages, they mean a lot to me.
Until next time, take care,
Sam
Please check the giveaway page for last months Winner, please check you spam/junk file for an email from one of the team members.
I have a giveaway for this month, and remember I am UK author so my giveaways are open internationally
Winner will be selected on October 11th.
Winner has been picked Emma Toole Please check you emails and spam for an email from a member of the team.
Books Released in September
A rose to keep is now available for Pre-order,
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