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New Release: Savage Ends

Chaos and carnage 3

Chaos and Carnage MC are back!!!

Savage Ends is NOW LIVE!!!

BE WARNED … you might need a couple of tissues.

Blurb

Pat struggled to sleep, so he stepped into a late-night coffee shop. That’s where he first met her—Ava Beckett.

Ava knows she shouldn’t keep looking for Pat. He’s a member of the Chaos and Carnage MC, and they are nothing but trouble. But, she likes him. He makes her smile. Even though she knows she should stay away from him, Ava is drawn to him.

He’s older than her. She deserves someone her own age, but he still can’t let her go. What starts as a small romance, soon blooms into something much more. Ava was a virgin, and Pat won’t let anyone else have her.

However, danger within Carnage is heating up. It started with an attack on his bike. Then someone shoots out the mechanic shop, injuring one of their men. It has to be the Cartel, and now it is time to take the fight to them.

Only, it’s not that simple. The Cartel never stays in the same place. And they use people. When their own start turning up injured or dead, they are running out of time. When Ava is targeted, Pat will stop at nothing to protect his family.

But will he be able to figure out the truth in time to save her? Sometimes, the enemy is a lot closer than you think.

Excerpt:

“Okay, now you know you’re going to have to spill the details of what just happened,” Lidia said.

He had almost forgotten he had company.

“Nothing.”

“Oh, please, I feel like I need to mop up that little bit of drool you’ve got going on,” Lidia said.

He swatted at her hand as if she was about to clean away his chin.

She threw back her head and laughed. “You’re so funny.”

“Ava’s … a waitress I know.”

“I know who Ava is. I know her sister Violet as well.” Lidia nudged his arm. “You know, I haven’t known you long, but from what I have seen and do know, you’re never interested in a woman.”

“Stop,” Pat said.

“Okay, you literally perked right up when you saw her. You spun around looking all bored and morose, and then the moment you saw her, it was like bam, you came to life. Now that means something.”

“It doesn’t mean anything.”

“Damn it, Pat. There is nothing wrong with you being interested in a woman. You know, you can have some fun and enjoy yourself, and it would not be a bad thing.”

He turned to look at her and she threw her hands up in the air.

“Fine. Fine. You know best, but you know what, we can just sit here and guess which of these guys are going to get her to dance.” Lidia looked across from him, and he was trying not to look. “There is a guy approaching their table, and … don’t worry. False alarm. He has taken Violet to go and dance. Hold on, it’s coming. There is another guy approaching the table.”

Pat didn’t get to hear her running commentary as he made his way toward the table, stopping anyone from getting to Ava.

“Do you want to dance?” he asked.

Ava’s eyes went wide.

She held a drink in each hand. One of them was clearly her sister’s beer, and the other an orange juice.

“Yes, I’d love to.” She looked at the drinks.

“Leave them. I’ll buy you two fresh drinks.”

And with that, he held his hand out. He didn’t know why, but he expected her to ignore his hand, but she didn’t. She put her hand in his, and that was it. It felt right.

There was a current circulating between them, and he led her onto the dance floor. Pat didn’t dance. He hadn’t taken a woman onto the dance floor in a long time. Yet, pulling Ava into his arms, he ignored the upbeat rhythm that filled the air. None of that mattered. All he cared about was the woman in his arms.

For several seconds neither of them spoke.

“You know, I didn’t think you were going to ask me to dance,” Ava said.

“I wasn’t.”

“Oh.” Her lips formed the perfect little O, and he saw that he’d upset her.

“But, I couldn’t stand the thought of another man asking you to dance.”

“You couldn’t?”

“No, there are a lot of assholes here, Ava. You deserve someone better.”

“So, you’re not dancing with me because you want to, but because you think there is no one here worthy of dancing with me?”

Pat frowned. “I’m not good at this,” he said.

“I don’t know, if you want to give the girl a message that you are not seeing her in any way other than a friend, the message is received.”

He had no idea what was happening here.

“I don’t consider you a friend,” he said.

“Thanks?” Ava asked.

“I think you’re beautiful, Ava. I look at you, and…” He stopped. Should he tell her? Would he scare her away? Would it be good to say this?

He stared into her eyes, and he didn’t know what it was about her, but he just went with it. Pat leaned in close. Two things could happen. One, she’d slap him, and that would be the end of that. Or, she’d be interested. He would never be rude to a woman.

“And I think about taking you home, stripping you naked, and showing you every little thing I could do to you.”

She let out a gasp.

“To put it short, Ava, I want to fuck you. That is why I keep coming to the coffee shop.”

She didn’t pull away. There was no slap. She didn’t scream at him, and when he pulled away, she didn’t look offended at what he had said to her. She looked … happy.

There was so much more he wanted to say, but then he heard the scream, the sound of gunfire, and the ground shook as an explosion filled the air.

He grabbed Ava, pulling her behind him. “Stay here,” he said.

Without another word, he rushed outside and saw what happened. His bike was pulled away from all the other vehicles, had been shot at, and when a bullet hit the gas tank his bike exploded. In the distance, he saw the red lights.

His cell phone was already lighting up, and when he put the phone to his ear, he heard that the clubhouse parking lot had also been targeted.

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Tags BBW, Chaos and Carnage MC, Evernight Publishing, m/f, MC romance, new release, New releases, Older hero, outnow, Sam Crescent

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New Release: A Wife’s Duty

She has a choice to make, but will she make the right one?

This is a completely standalone story.

Blurb

Lucia Valdez knew she was hated by her family, which is why she was given away as a peace offering. Boone Grinder was not a nice man, and he had been making waves for the Bonaldi mafia for quite some time.

No one knew who this man was, what he did, or why he did it. All they knew, was he was responsible for making the streets run red.

Boone Grinder wasn’t your ordinary villain. He didn’t deal in illegal business, and the truth was, he wanted to be left alone. Only, they wouldn’t leave him alone. He saw the injustice that was happening to small businesses at the hands of the Bonaldi mafia, and he couldn’t stand by and allow it to continue.

Taking Lucia as his wife was the first step in their downfall. They believed they had insulted him. In fact, they had given him the woman he wanted. Before things get too far, he gives her a choice—him or her father.

It’s a wife’s duty to stay by her husband’s side. Boone has done nothing but show Lucia kindness, and given her a life she never thought possible. She will always pick him, and as for her family … it was their choice to let her go.

Excerpt:

And then, when it came time to hand out their punishment, he had told them. “I usually give people a choice. One is the right choice, the other is the wrong choice.” He’d looked at the two of them. “But you have both told me you knew who I was, what those people meant to me, and you still did what you did. You attacked a woman who was defenseless, so you made your choice.”

They could have gone to him. He would have listened and dealt with Valdez effectively.

The men had screamed for their lives. To make it fair, he’d not slowly killed one, then worked on the other. They both got to watch as pieces of their body were removed, and currently on the way to Valdez, as well as Bonaldi, as he was now in the shower with Lucia.

They thought they knew who they were dealing with. They were very much mistaken. He was a good man, a kind man, a fair man—to the people that deserved it. To those that didn’t, he was the man monsters feared. There was no remorse.

Seeing Nancy bruised, battered, and broken in that hospital bed was all he needed. Killing those men meant nothing to him. However, he already had wheels in motion for Leandro, as the youngest son had been given instructions to find the means of ending Boone’s life.

The one good thing about going to Valdez’s home was he’d been able to install a few listening devices.

Leandro was going to one of his older apartments, with the intention of setting a bomb. The young man didn’t realize that Boone had already got him beat, and the moment he stepped inside his home, there was a trap ready to lock him in place. All he had to do was wait.

Pulling out of his thoughts, he focused on his wife, her naked body in his arms, and playing with her swollen clit. She shook within his arms, and he continued to tease her clit, knowing she was a virgin and there was no holding back. He felt the change within her, and the moment she came, he listened to the soft gasp that escaped her, and he held her in his arms, refusing to let go. Kissing her neck, then her shoulder, she let out a little moan.

He reached for the soap. His hands were already free of the blood. He wouldn’t have touched Lucia with blood-coated hands. Lathering up the soap, he didn’t bother to reach for the sponge, and instead got to soaping his wife. Touching every inch of her body, running the soap intently across her skin. She didn’t have any ink on her. He noticed there were a few scars.

“Did your father do these?” he asked.

She jerked within his hold, but he refused to let her go. “Yes.”

He’d pay for that as well. Enzo Valdez Senior had already written his death certificate. It was just up to Boone to execute it. As well as Bonaldi. That man was also going to die. The wheels were in motion.

After soaping Lucia’s body, he reached for the shampoo, but Lucia surprised him by taking the soap from him.

“My turn.”

He was not going to argue with her. She lathered the soap up in her hands, much like he had. He watched and waited, knowing that imagining her touch was going to be far different from actually touching him. She looked nervous.

He reached for her hand, then placed it on his chest. “To clean me, you have to touch me.”

She rolled her eyes, and it was so freaking cute, he couldn’t resist stealing a kiss. She let out a gasp.

Wrapping his fingers around her wrists, he didn’t squeeze or hold her too tightly. He got her to run her hands all over his body, getting him soaped up. He noticed she kept biting her lip, and it was so sexy the way she did it. It was like he was a piece of her puzzle she was trying to figure out. When she got to his cock, she hesitated, her hand going stiff within his grip.

Taking hold of her hand, he wrapped her fingers around his length, and he was already starting to get aroused at the sight of her.

“You won’t hurt me.”

“But…”

“Touch me, Lucia.”

He watched her take a deep breath, and then she touched him. her fingers tightening around his length just a little, then squeezing. He gritted his teeth, trying to stay focused. It was next to impossible, although he was not some randy boy. He fucking felt like it with Lucia’s touch. If he came now, it was going to embarrass them both.

“That feels so good,” he said.

Lucia looked up at him. “I’m doing this right?”

“I’d tell you if you were doing it wrong.” He wouldn’t hold back in guiding her to do exactly what he wanted.

She continued to play with his cock, only now she certainly wasn’t cleaning him. It was time to move this to the bedroom.

Turning off the shower, all the blood had been removed from his body, and he picked Lucia up in his arms, not caring that they were still wet. She let out a gasp, and he carried her through to their bedroom, where he placed her on the bed.

“Tell me now you don’t want this,” Boone said.

“I want you.”

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ISBN: 9780369512123

ASIN: ‎ B0FDH3M2S3

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Tags BBW, Evernight Publishing, m/f, may-December, new release, OTT, Rubenesque, Sam Crescent

Bad Boy Full Length M.C My Work New Adult New Release The Skulls

New Release: Always Mine

🔥 Anthony and Daisy’s Story🔥

🔥NEW RELEASE ALERT 🔥

It’s time …

Always Mine (The Skulls: Next Generation) is NOW LIVE!!!

Are you ready for Anthony and Daisy’s story?

Blurb

Daisy:
It wasn’t supposed to be like this. It all went wrong the day one of our enemies violated one of our own. Since then, it has been a waiting game. There is nothing we can do, our hands are tied until Anthony can no longer take it. He wants revenge. We all want it—the next generation, the ones forced to go to school with our enemy.

We were going to kill them all and make them pay for what they did. None of us expected the price we’d have to pay.

Anthony:
I was doing what was right. But I failed. Now, I must wait, and hope, knowing I could lose her.

From the moment I first saw her, this dirty, unkept, unloved girl, I had loved her. I still love her. I would die for her. I would kill for her.

I thought my father was weak. I had no idea what was set in motion. There was always a reason for The Skulls to do what they did, and now, it is a race to save them.

It’s time to right the wrong of the past. It is time for the truth to come out. But, will I be able to save her? A life without Daisy, is no life at all. She keeps me in check, but when Daisy’s life hangs in the balance, it’s time to let the beast out. Daisy has always been mine, just as I am hers.

Excerpt:

It wasn’t going to end now. Daisy wasn’t going to die. She couldn’t die. He wouldn’t let her die.

The doors opened and Anthony watched as his father, mother, along with most of the Skulls’ parents stepped through the doors. Tiny and Eva were close on Lash’s heels. Nash and Sophia, Murphy and Tate, Killer and Kelsey were there also. He knew there would be more to come.

Anthony knew he didn’t have to wait long before he felt his father’s wrath. He was grabbed and suddenly thrust up against the wall. There was no way he was going to fight his father.

“You little fucking shit. What did you do?” Lash asked.

He had seen his father angry many times in his lifetime, more than any kid should. He was aware he was not the first true child of his parents. He was their firstborn son, but their first child was killed in the womb after his mother was shot, which they never talked about. Not that his parents ever made him feel less. Knowing he was the second didn’t bother him.

Back home there were also Chloe and Conner, but neither of them had anything to do with this plan.

“What the fuck did you do?” Lash asked.

“Lash, come on, this is not the time—”

Anthony loved his mother, but he also knew it was not her place to stop this. This was the consequence for his actions, and part of him wanted to feel the sting of his father’s knuckles. Not that Lash had ever hit him, not truly. Sure, he’d spanked his bottom from time to time, but nothing he didn’t deserve. Lash was a good father and an amazing leader.

“I did what you couldn’t,” Anthony said.

The anger in Lash’s face was acute. He had never seen him act like this, never seen this amount of rage.

“Oh, is that right, is it?” Lash asked. “You did what you thought I couldn’t.”

“They raped Tabitha, and it took her driving all the way over here to put them in their place. You and I both know the Monster Dogs wouldn’t stop. They needed to be taken out. They needed to be fucking annihil—”

“And you thought you were the kids to do it? You’re not long out of your diapers, and you think you could take on a whole club by yourself?”

Anthony stared at his father. The lapel of his leather cut was firmly gripped in his hands, along with his shirt. A shirt covered in Daisy’s blood.

Taking down the first wave of Monster Dogs MC outside of the compound, partying, had been easy. Like taking down a couple of beer cans. Easy targets. The true danger happened when they got inside, and that was when things went to shit. They’d been waiting and had been prepared.

That was when it had gone wrong. Anthony hadn’t stopped, but he’d known Daisy had followed him. The club members had become animals, taking them down, one by one, until Daniella.

Daniella was one of the girls who had hurt Tabitha in high school. She’d rounded up her posse of girls and attacked Tabitha when she was alone. Ryan had been there as well, when they all ganged up on Tabitha to beat the crap out of her and put her in the hospital.

Daisy had broken her vow to never fight in the quad after that. Anthony had known his woman kept herself on a tight leash. The moment she started, it was impossible for her to stop. That night, Daisy had broken Daniella’s face, and from what he heard, even plastic surgery hadn’t been able to fix the damage.

Tonight, he watched, for the first time in his life, feeling helpless, as Daniella not only shot Daisy in the fucking back, but while he was pinned down by one of the enemies, he watched that blade slide into Daisy’s stomach three times and then plunge in her chest.

Luke, their enemy, had killed Daniella. Accepting Luke’s deal had been a mistake.

Fuck.

In the back of his mind, he saw Daisy being struck with that knife, sliding into her body, and it was like it was striking himself.

As long as Anthony could remember, he had never cried, even when being attacked and holding Tabitha after she was raped. Not even when he discovered the truth about fairy tales and Santa Claus. Not once did he cry, feel sad, or feel anything.

Staring at his dad, he suddenly couldn’t handle it.

Daisy had been struck. Luke had been the one to save her, and in that moment Anthony was finally able to break free from the choke hold. He’d slammed his blade into the enemy’s neck and went straight to Daisy.

“She’s hurt,” Anthony said.

He was not playing his dad. This was real emotion, real pain. It was raw, and it fucking hurt. Everyone looked to him as the weird one, the one who didn’t fucking talk.

He didn’t care. He didn’t see the point in wasting his time with stupid words when people didn’t listen. He had come to realize that no one listened, they all assumed, and they didn’t care. Everyone was interested in their own lives, and everyone else didn’t matter. This was why he didn’t talk.

Then there was the darkness. For the longest time, he had accepted the darkness that surrounded him. Watching people laugh was foreign to him, until Daisy. Seeing her laugh filled him with a light he didn’t know could be possible.

Daisy was everything to him. The love of his life. The light of his whole freaking world.

“I told you … there would be consequences…” Those were the words Daisy had said to him as she pressed her hand against her stomach and started the fight to survive.

Daisy couldn’t die. He wouldn’t allow it.

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ISBN: 9780369511904

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Tags Anthony and Daisy, Evernight Publishing, m/f, MC romance, new release, Rubenesque, Sam Crescent, The Skulls, The Skulls Next Generation

Coming soon Cover Art M.C My Work The Skulls

SURPRISE COVER REVEAL + PRE-ORDER!!!

Post author By Author Sam Crescent
Post date May 14, 2025
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Always Mine

You asked for Anthony and Daisy’s story and I can now confirm that it is coming …. May 20th.

Pre-Orders have started to go live. I just couldn’t wait any longer to show off this cover. <3

Pre-order links:
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Blurb

Daisy:
It wasn’t supposed to be like this. It all went wrong the day one of our enemies violated one of our own. Since then, it has been a waiting game. There is nothing we can do, our hands are tied until Anthony can no longer take it. He wants revenge. We all want it—the next generation, the ones forced to go to school with our enemy.

We were going to kill them all and make them pay for what they did. None of us expected the price we’d have to pay.

Anthony:
I was doing what was right. But I failed. Now, I must wait, and hope, knowing I could lose her.

From the moment I first saw her, this dirty, unkept, unloved girl, I had loved her. I still love her. I would die for her. I would kill for her.

I thought my father was weak. I had no idea what was set in motion. There was always a reason for The Skulls to do what they did, and now, it is a race to save them.

It’s time to right the wrong of the past. It is time for the truth to come out. But, will I be able to save her? A life without Daisy, is no life at all. She keeps me in check, but when Daisy’s life hangs in the balance, it’s time to let the beast out. Daisy has always been mine, just as I am hers.

Tags Anthony and Daisy, erotic romance, Evernight Publishing, m/f, MC romance, pre-order, Sam Crescent, The Skulls Next Generation

Age Gap Cover Art M.C My Work New Release Standalone

New Release: Hawks Woman

Now available in Paperback, and Audio

Will he be able to earn her forgiveness?

This is a completely full-length standalone story, and is not connected to any of my other MC Romances. <3

Blurb

Nikki didn’t want to be at the stupid Devil’s Beasts MC clubhouse. Growing up with a mother who had a revolving door of men or clients, she wasn’t into the party mood. However, she was not going to let her best friend down. She was there in case her friend needed a ride. That was the day she met him.

Hawk loved women. He enjoyed many a variety and was not the settling down type. When a young brunette walked into his domain, he knew he should have steered clear. He couldn’t get her out of his head. She was not like any other woman.

Nikki didn’t try to flirt with him, or gain his attention. She treated him like a man, or at times, like a pain in the ass. It was refreshing. An odd kind of friendship was born.

Hawk wanted to be there for her. He wanted to turn her bad luck around.

For Nikki, she was falling for him, although she had promised to never fall for any man. One kiss led into another, and one moment she was a virgin, the next, she wasn’t. A secret affair began. There were rules. She was not allowed to go near the club. No one was to know they were together. It was their little secret.

But then the letters started. Someone was out to hurt Nikki. Was it a joke? Was it serious? Was it a mistake?

Then the truth comes out. She didn’t earn her place, Hawk manipulated everything. He was embarrassed by her. Will Hawk be able to figure out who is threatening his woman before it’s too late? Will he be able to earn back her forgiveness?

Be Warned: anal sex

Excerpt:

“How are you?” she asked.

Hawk stepped closer. “I’m fine. Talk to me about your day.”

He hadn’t sat down. He was close. Closer than she was used to him being. She had no choice but to tilt her head back to look at him. His heavy masculine scent was so intoxicating, and she felt a wash of arousal sweep over her, which took her completely by surprise.

“I feel like I’ve been talking about my day for a long time.”

He smiled. “The good news is, I like to hear it.”

“Why?” she asked, tilting her head to the side.

“What?”

“Why do you like hearing about my day? I’m always a little surprised to see you, waiting for me, helping me.”

“Can’t a friend help you out?” he asked.

Had he gotten closer? It felt like he had, and they were sharing the same air. What was happening to her? She kept dropping her gaze to his lips. They were mesmerizing.

“Is that what you are?” she asked. “A friend?”

For a long time, she didn’t care about putting a label on it. There was no point. She had no idea what he was doing, but figured he would grow bored and move on. She didn’t want to think of him moving on without her.

This was stupid.

He reached up and placed his hand on the wall above her head. “Tell me if there is anything else I can be?” he asked.

His other hand went to her waist and at his touch, she took a deep breath and felt that edge of panic. This was … different. This was not two friends getting along. This was something more, something uniquely dangerous.

Did she want to change what they had?

The friendship?

Did she want more?

He came in close, and she panicked.

“I’ve never kissed anyone,” she said. Those words just blurted right out of her mouth, and she knew they must have made her sound like an absolute fool.

Hawk didn’t pull back.

“You’ve never been kissed?”

She shook her head. Words were failing her.

“At all?”

“No.” At least that was a word.

He frowned.

“I’ve never had sex.” And there went another little admission she had hoped to keep to herself.

His gaze seemed to darken. She couldn’t figure out what he was thinking. Hawk was a hard man to read, not that it had been easier to read him before this moment. If she could read him, she’d know exactly what was going on in his mind, but she didn’t have a clue.

“Never?”

“No.”

“No man has touched this body? Seen you naked? Fucked you?”

“No,” she said, and she couldn’t help but laugh. She wasn’t even entertained, and now she was a little embarrassed. More than a little embarrassed. She didn’t want to talk about this anymore. She wasn’t quite sure where she got the strength to push him out of her way, but she did so and then spun toward him, feeling a little victorious. She wanted to fist pump the air, but instead she reeled it in. “No, I’ve never had sex with anyone. I get it, my mom is a whore, how can it be possible for me to not have fucked someone? Trust me, there were men that wanted to and didn’t care that I was underage, but hell, no. The guys at school were cruel, and there was no way I was dating. Hell, no.”

She was on a roll and was not going to be steered from her rant. Only, one moment she was standing in her sitting area of the trailer, and Hawk was in the kitchen, a few feet away from her. In the next second, he was right there, his hands cupping her face.

“Shut the fuck up,” he said.

And she didn’t even get to question him, or say, “how dare you.” There was no time for anything.

He cupped her face, tilted her head back, and then his lips were on hers, and she couldn’t think. Hawk was kissing her. His lips were hard, firm, but there was a slight softness to them.

Nikki didn’t have a clue what she was doing, and was pretty much making it up as she went along. The kiss seemed to awaken a part of her.

Hawk sunk one of his hands into her hair, and the other he stroked down toward her hip, cupping her tightly. She couldn’t help but let out a whimper. The pleasure of his touch alone was so intense.

She felt the tip of his tongue as it traced across her lip, and she couldn’t help but gasp. This seemed to be what he wanted, as he plundered her mouth. Another moan escaped her, but the sound was drowned out, completely taken over as he kissed her harder.

All too soon, his cell phone went off, and the kiss came to an end.

Buy links Below:
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ASIN: B0F1HD25RL
ISBN: 9780369511485

Now available in paperback

Audio Book

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Age Gap Coming soon Cover Art Full Length M.C My Work Pre-order Romance Sam Crescent Standalone

SURPRISE COVER REVEAL + PRE-ORDER!!!

Post author By Author Sam Crescent
Post date March 17, 2025
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I’ve got a brand new full length book coming your way, and it is releasing very soon.

Coming March 25th … Hawk’s Woman!

Will he be able to earn back her forgiveness?

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ISBN: 9780369511485

Blurb
Nikki didn’t want to be at the stupid Devil’s Beasts MC clubhouse. Growing up with a mother who had a revolving door of men or clients, she wasn’t into the party mood. However, she was not going to let her best friend down. She was there in case her friend needed a ride. That was the day she met him.

Nikki didn’t try to flirt with him, or gain his attention. She treated him like a man, or at times, like a pain in the ass. It was refreshing. An odd kind of friendship was born.

Hawk wanted to be there for her. He wanted to turn her bad luck around.

But then the letters started. Someone was out to hurt Nikki. Was it a joke? Was it serious? Was it a mistake?

#comingsoon #coverreveal #mcromance #preorder #bbw #grovel #ebook #romance #evernightpublishing #samcrescent

Tags BBW, ebook, erotic romance, Evernight Publishing, grovel, MC romance, Rubenesque, Sam Crescent

Age Gap Bad Boy Crime My Work New Release Standalone

New Release: Kidnapped Wife

Post author By Author Sam Crescent
Post date February 4, 2025
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Elsie Santorini is on the run. She has no choice but to get away from her husband. He’s part of the mafia, considered one of the most dangerous capos, and he should have married someone the mafia accepted. She has heard the whispers. They believe her to be a gold-digging whore. An outcast. An outsider.

One woman in particular has told her it was only a matter of time before Massimo woke up.

Massimo knows his wife is in danger. By being his wife, it instantly puts a target on her head. He hated that she ran, but he has no problem kidnapping her, and taking her to his reclusive cabin where she would have no means of escape.

He will not let her go. The moment he met Elsie, she got under his skin, and there is no one else he wants more than her. She is the love of his life, and he will not give her up without a fight.

But what will they do when another woman is determined to tear them apart? Massimo will do whatever it takes, even if that means going to war to keep Elsie alive.

Excerpt:

Elsie Santorini didn’t know how her husband had been able to find her so fast. She was used to sneaking off without anyone being aware that she’d been gone. Years of growing up in the foster care system, bouncing from place to place, she learned how to run and hide.

She thought as an adult her days of running away were over, but it would seem not. Rushing into the apartment she had started to rent just this week, she scrambled toward the closet, grabbing her bag. She hadn’t unpacked. Again, another rule she had learned while being on the run from foster homes. Not all homes were bad, but most of them only had people who were interested in cashing in a paycheck. They had no care for the children they were supposed to protect. Most of the time, they didn’t care. The few that did tended to keep to the younger kids.

Elsie learned not to trust any of them.

The biggest mistake she ever made was getting comfortable, and the same problem happened with her husband. She got too comfortable.

Her hands shook as she quickly checked to make sure everything was packed. She had her passport, some cash, and she moved as fast as she could, heading toward the door only to come to a stop as it slammed open. Her heart started to race as she looked at him, the panic so close to the surface. She stared at the man she once thought of as her hero. He was not her hero.

They were a couple that should never have been. Most of the men and women within his circle didn’t like her. She was the outcast. She hadn’t known, when she’d fallen in love with Massimo, that he was one of the notorious members of the local mafia. He ran the whole freaking city and had businessmen, politicians, and so many more eating out of his pocket.

All she had been to him was a nice waitress. He came for coffee at the café where she worked. She didn’t know her boss was a rare friend to Massimo. It was the only reason he went to the damn café. She had thought it was because he loved her, but in recent weeks that had proven to be wrong.

His betrayal cut deeper than she ever thought possible, and she was used to being betrayed.

Nibbling her bottom lip, she stared at him, at the deep blue eyes she thought stared at her so longingly when he’d taken her virginity. They hadn’t been married when they had sex, but within forty-eight hours, he organized everything so they became husband and wife.

Elsie hadn’t been interested in his wealth or title. She had loved him, the man, the person who made her laugh, who took her on long walks through the park. The man who gave her his jacket because she felt cold. That was the man she fell in love with.

He hadn’t hidden his true self from her. On the evening of their wedding, he had told her exactly who he was and what he did. She knew he murdered people. Part of her knew she should care, but she also knew there were people in the world who didn’t deserve to live.

She had no doubt he probably killed innocent people, but she loved him more than anyone or anything in the world. She didn’t want to be without him. So, she ignored the warnings. Even when his people looked at her with disdain, he was there, always by her side. On her side. They called her many names—a whore, a gold-digger—but she didn’t care. Massimo loved her and she loved him.

“How did you find me?” she asked. She’d been careful in hiding her tracks. She was no amateur.

“I don’t know what made you leave,” he said. “Running around the streets without any protection is stupid.”

She shook her head. “I want a divorce!”

Even as she said those words, she felt like she was plunging a knife into her own chest. Tears sprang to her eyes.

“No,” Massimo said.

“You can’t do this. Just because you don’t want something, doesn’t mean I have to follow along with whatever you say. We’re not compatible, Massimo!”

“You’re wrong, or should I remind you of how good I make you scream?”

Tags Crime, Evernight Publishing, May/ December, Other woman Drama, Sam Crescent

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Cover Reveal & Pre-Order Storm’s Mistake

Post author By Author Sam Crescent
Post date December 27, 2024
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SURPRISE COVER REVEAL + PRE-ORDER

My first story of 2025 is coming January 2nd 2025!!!

No Wolves Road is back!

Pre-Order Links have started to go live, and I will post as soon as I see the rest. <3

Blurb
Lisa was never going to forgive him. After falling in love with an Alpha, giving herself to him, and seeing a future with him, Lisa had her heart crushed. He was only using her. She was not a wolf, so she wasn’t good enough to be his mate. Breaking up with him, was the only thing to do.

Shadow wasn’t ready to end things with her. From the moment he first saw the human, he knew he wanted her. What he didn’t expect was to fall hard and fast. But she’s no wolf. She can never be his mate. Then why can’t be bear the thought of losing her?

His mate was supposed to be another wolf. But Lisa did something to him, and now he cannot stop thinking about her. He has to do something to win her back, to gain back her trust. When he finds out she is pregnant with his child, he knows this is the only chance he is going to get to make things right.

Lisa never intends to forgive Shadow. Being around him, day after day, it gets harder to keep him at arm’s length. And the truth is, does she really want to? What harm is there in forgiving?

ASIN: B0DRF76Q26
ISBN: 9780369511027

New Release: Beast’s Wife

Post author By Author Sam Crescent
Post date December 17, 2024
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Morgan has been given to a Beast.

She doesn’t remember the wedding. In fact, she doesn’t remember much besides the fact her family tried to get rid of her when she was sick. Now that she has recovered, she’s come to learn two things: all of her family is dead, and she was is married to one of the most feared men in the world.

Carver Turner relished his reputation for being The Beast. He doesn’t care about the fear he instilled into others. He kills without mercy. It’s what he’s been trained to do, and nothing could sway him from doing his job.

Until his wife comes into his life. She’s different. Morgan is sweet, pure, kind, and she doesn’t look away from him in disgust.

Morgan doesn’t know much about her husband, but she has come to see that while he is a beast to everyone else, to her, he is an angel. The sweetest husband a woman could ask for. And then, the danger comes…

Carver challenged the boss when he killed Morgan’s family. He did it for her, because of what they’d done to her. Now, he has to make a choice, either give up his life, or finally kill his longtime enemy. He has never run away from a fight, and he’s not going to start now.

Excerpt:

“I’ve never drank before,” she said. “I don’t think I will like it.”

“Why? Because your family said you wouldn’t?” he asked.

“I don’t know.”

He held out his glass. “It’s whiskey, and I will warn you, that sucker is strong, with a capital S.”

She stepped toward him and reached for the glass. Morgan wore a very cute pair of pajama shorts along with a matching top, with flowers on it.

She took a sip and swallowed, and he watched as her eyes watered seconds before the cough erupted. He was sure to take the glass from her hand, as he didn’t want any of his good whiskey going to waste.

“Oh, wow,” she said.

“I might like to add that whiskey is not for everyone,” he said.

“No kidding, wow, that is like fire. How can you enjoy it?”

He shrugged, took a long sip, and then breathed a sigh of contentment. “You’ve got to know when to enjoy it.”

“Where’s my wedding ring?” she asked.

Now, this surprised him.

“I mean, we are married, right? I am your wife?”

“Yes.”

“But I don’t have a ring, and I didn’t know if there was a reason for that.”

He pulled at the chain around his neck and slid it off. Releasing the clasp, he pulled off the engagement ring, as well as the wedding band.

“Give me your hand,” he said.

She held out her left hand and he slid the engagement ring on, followed by the wedding band.

“I decided against using the one your parents wanted me to use.” He had his own rings he’d wanted to give her.

“They’re beautiful,” Morgan said.

The engagement band was rose gold with small diamonds around the ring. The main wedding ring is a single, large diamond with a slender band. It fit well on her finger, exactly how he knew it would.

“There. All you had to do was ask for them back,” he said. “You did wear them on that night, but I removed them when you passed out. Also, I had a feeling your parents were going to try to steal them from you, and I wasn’t going to have that.”

She rolled her eyes. “That is all they ever try to do.”

“Tried,” he said. “Past tense.”

“Oh, right.”

She dropped her hand down and looked at him. There went her lips, pressed together, and he watched her. Her long, blonde hair was tucked behind her ear, and she looked so beautiful. So pure. She was still a virgin.

“Can I kiss you?” she asked.

Now this did surprise him. “You want to kiss me?”

“You’re my husband, right? I don’t remember if we kissed at our wedding,” she said. “Everything is kind of hazy.”

He waited.

“But, I’d really like to kiss my husband, if you would like it?”

He smiled, put his glass down on the desk, and stood.

She took a step toward him, then another, until she was in touching distance. In fact, she was so close, he could smell the vanilla scent of her body wash.

He already had the next package to give her, wrapped and ready to place at the foot of the bed. Carver also liked to watch her sleep. He never lingered too long, just enough to watch her for a second after he placed the gift on the bed.

“I don’t know what to do,” Morgan said.

He reached out, putting his hands on her shoulders. She didn’t flinch as he slowly traced the tips of his fingers down her shoulders, going toward her hands. He picked them up within his grasp and then placed both on his chest. She didn’t pull away, even as he moved them up from his chest, around to circle his neck.

Morgan locked her fingers together, so that she was holding herself as well as him. With her hands around his neck, it drew her body closer to him, and he couldn’t help but hold onto her waist.

For several seconds, he held her like this. There was still a little distance between their bodies, but then he changed that by sliding his hands down toward her ass and then pulled her close. Body to body. He heard her gasp. Carver was hard.

Being close to Morgan, wanting her, not touching, not tasting, not stripping her naked and fucking her, was a challenge. Instead, he held her, had a hard cock, and was so desperate to feel those lips on his. But, he waited. This was about her, not him.

“Now, when you’re ready, you put those lips of yours onto mine, and that is a kiss.”

“Carver?”

“But, you’re going to kiss me.”

“Why?”

“Because this is what you want.”

“Do you want me to kiss you?” she asked.

“Yes, I do.”

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Devil’s Den

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Beth Hunter isn’t happy. To save her brother from getting killed, she has no choice but to spend a month with Rome Hayes. Sounds easy enough, only this man is one of the most dangerous men in all of the city. He pushed out the Bratva, the MCs, the mafia, and every single up and coming crime lord, to get to where he is right now.

From the moment he saw Beth, Rome had to have her. There’s more to her than he thought possible. She’s a virgin, so very real, and she’s not afraid of him. She was only supposed to be a plaything. Which is why he never expected to fall in love.

His only problem is her brother. He’s selfish, self-centered, and is determined to do as little as possible to get the most reward. While Beth tries to save her brother’s ass, he seems determined to get her killed.

There is only so much Rome can do, and when her brother intends to kill him, and to put another group in power, it is up to Rome to take the next step. Will Beth forgive him for letting her brother pay the price? Or has Beth come to realize that her brother used her, and now it is time for her to be happy?

Excerpt:

She was a model citizen. Her parents were not. They were drunks, drug addicts with an addiction to not working for what they got. They wanted the easy life. It appeared that away from his parents, Ben was the same. He wondered if Beth even knew the reason he had his shit together back home for them, was the fact he worked for one of the biggest crooks in town.
Ben failed to make his life work here, with his sister. He’d never been a nine-to-five kind of guy. He worked harder than his parents, but he also wanted bigger payoffs for less demanding jobs.
Pushing those thoughts to the back of his mind, he reached out for Beth’s bag. She gave it to him, but he saw how nervous she was. Her hands shook as she handed him the bag. He rested it on his shoulder and took the stairs, knowing she would follow him.
Her feet clicked on the hard wood of the stairs, as she followed him up. He’d gotten one of his staff to make up a spare bedroom for Beth to stay in. He had every intention of keeping this strictly about fucking; however, now that she was here, he didn’t want to keep her at arm’s length.
Going to his bedroom, he opened the door and stepped inside.
Tossing her bag into the closet, he spun around toward her. “You can put your shit up later.” He moved toward the bed. “Now, I want to see what I paid for.”
“Paid for?” she asked.
“Strip.”
Beth’s eyes went wide.
He wasn’t a patient man, and seeing as he’d spent most of the day with a raging arousal, he was going to see what now belonged to him.
Women were forever at his disposal. All he ever needed to do was click his fingers and one would be there, on her knees, ready to suck his cock. Beth was different. She looked so nervous, and he couldn’t deny it, that nervousness was super cute.
He wanted to take her right then and there. To bend her over something and fuck her raw. In that moment, he wondered how many men had gotten the pleasure of fucking her sweet cunt. There was no information about her love life; the cop had said there was nothing available. No ex-boyfriends or ex-fiancés lurking. He found that very hard to believe.
Beth was a beauty, with long blonde hair that clearly held a natural curl, and it wasn’t fake either. Full, lush tits she tried to hide in clothes that were too large for her. A small waist, but full hips and thighs. She was all woman.
Some men might consider her on the large side, but to him she was perfect. She was all curves and softness, and he couldn’t wait to get his hands on her. His cock was rock-hard.
“Ugh, do you want me to clean anything?” she asked.
“Take your clothes off, and I don’t like giving an instruction twice, Beth,” he said.
She took a deep breath, and he watched as she fidgeted with her shirt. Again, it was two sizes larger than what she needed.
He waited, anticipating, and then she lifted the shirt right over her head and showed off the fact her large tits were confined in a bra that was at least one size too small, which he didn’t like. She needed those beauties to flourish.
The jeans were next, and as he watched her start to wriggle out of them, he realized her clothes didn’t fit her. He had a feeling she’d shopped for the nearest size she could find in secondhand stores. The jeans joined the shirt, and then she stood in a set of lingerie that should have seen the trash rather than her beautiful body.
Beth stood, one leg seeming to curl over the other as if she was attempting to hide her pussy.
“All of it,” he said.
Her face was bright red. It was like she hadn’t been naked in front of a guy before.
Watching her, Rome couldn’t help but feel aroused. There was something quite sexy about her movements, as she worked her bra off, followed by her panties.
She also attempted to hide her beautiful body, but Rome wasn’t having any of that. Getting to his feet, he walked around her and then moved her toward one of the many mirrors he had in his bedroom. Beth’s gaze was averted, and he placed a hand beneath her chin and forced her to look at her reflection.
“Look how beautiful you are,” he said.