OMG!!! We’re in OCTOBER!!! How fast is this year going. I love October. I always find this hilarious as I hate horror movies lol. I love all things kiddy and whimsy around this time of year. Thank you all for your amazing feedback with regards to the newsletters and how we send them. You will find in this newsletter some questions for feedback to help us make this an awesome newsletter you want to open. 🙂
So, for October …. We have a brand-new MC series, Poison Wolves MC. The pre-order for Hard for You is already live and will be releasing October 11th. Also, good news, Matthew and Luna’s story is coming very soon. Will have dates out soon.
I’m planning a couple of Christmas MC themed books that I’m hoping to share with you all soon.
Is there any of my books that you are looking forward to me writing? Please let me know.
Tank’s bigger and badder than most of the bikers at the Straight to Hell MC. He’s used to being feared by everyone—then there’s Bell. The curvy blonde waitress doesn’t move out of his way. For some reason, she sees the best in him, never judging him for his past or present. Her sweet love and innocence becomes addicting. It’s nice not being the monster for once. But she has a tangled past that his prez doesn’t like. Tank’s faced with an impossible choice—love or his club.
Bell doesn’t want to end up with a loser like her deadbeat mother. She wants to make something out of her life, even though it’s easier said than done. Tank’s a big teddy bear and doesn’t even realize it. He’s caring and protective and even though she shouldn’t fall for a bad boy, it’s impossible to keep away from him. The only problem is her boyfriend is keeping her a secret, and secrets are never a good thing. Will he decide to put her first or will their love stay a forbidden affair?
Blurb: No one will ever face the Poison Wolves MC and live…
Amelia isn’t liked by her pack. As a vegan, animal lover, and completely against violence, she doesn’t fit in with her fellow wolves. They’ve been trying to get her removed from the pack, but the Poison Wolves MC won’t allow it. Wolfe has wanted Amelia for some time. There’s just something about the sexy, curvy wolf that he can’t get out of his head. When hunters come close, it’s their job to protect. And after Amelia finds someone lurking near her home, the MC puts a protection detail on her.
It’s Wolfe’s opportunity to finally have her to himself. But she’s a virgin. He’s never been with a virgin, and now, he considers it his job to make it right, to show her every carnal desire.
As the days go by without sightings, Wolfe has to wonder if she lied about seeing something in the woods. Is her life in danger? Or did she just want the attention?
Amelia has never sought out the pack’s attention, and she didn’t lie about the threat. Danger awaits, but will it be too late for Wolfe to save her?
Every year, Bad leaves the club for a few short hours to take care of … something. Ten years ago, his best friend died in a driveby shooting, leaving Charity alone. Bad was told to stay away from her. She was his best friend’s little sister, and so, he did. He continued the path of joining the Nomad Chapter of the Satan’s Beasts MC, and lived his life on the road. Seeing Charity once a year.
Wanderlust. She was born with it. For ten years, she lived the dream her brother had for her, but now it’s over. She doesn’t want to be trapped in a dream that was never her own. Selling all her furniture, and finishing up the lease on her apartment, she hits the open road. Her dream was finally going to come alive.
Ten years of keeping his needs under wraps comes to a head as he takes that first kiss. They have one night. One night to get their fill of each other, and then, they’ll part ways. Only, one night isn’t enough.
It will never be enough.
Will Bad allow Charity to live her life without him? Or will they finally give each other a chance and realize they were destined to be together?
Be Warned: anal sex
Excerpt:
With a towel in hand, she stepped out of her room but came flush against Bad’s body. He’d moved so close, and she hadn’t even heard him.
“Oh,” she said. “Er, here’s a towel.” She shoved it against his chest, trying not to think about how hard and firm it was.
She inhaled, only to detect the leathery scent as well as his masculine one combined with it.
Charity had always had a crush on him. Even after all of this time, it hadn’t changed. Bad never looked at her as anything other than his best friend’s little sister. It was embarrassing. There was a time she thought he might have felt something, but … nothing ever happened.
Tilting her head back, she tried to imagine him not kissing her. She didn’t want his kisses. She didn’t want anything from him. Not a damn thing.
Keep lying to yourself.
Bad took the towel and stepped past her, entering the bathroom.
Get a grip on yourself.
It was impossible.
She moved toward the kitchen. There were only two mugs on the counter, one kettle. Everything else was sold. She would be leaving everything else in the apartment.
Spooning out the coffee into the mugs, she didn’t bother with cream or sugar. Neither of them liked to water down their coffee intake. She also liked strong, dark coffee.
Yum.
With the heavy scent of bitter coffee in the air, she turned to find Bad had wrapped a towel around his waist, but all of him was on display. She hadn’t seen him like this in over ten years.
Don’t stare.
It was impossible not to. He was so close, the apartment seeming to shrink with each second he was inside.
“I made you, a, er, I made coffee.” She picked up the coffee and stepped toward him, trying to keep her gaze away from his large, muscular, and heavily inked chest. A skull decorated his chest right over his heart. There were also some gravestones, as well as a hand coming out of the dirt.
Nibbling on her lip, she tried to not be distracted by him.
Bad took the coffee from her, but he didn’t move.
Why was he so close?
“Are you going to argue with me some more?” she asked.
“No.”
“You’re not?”
He chuckled. “It’s not my place to keep you where you don’t want to be.”
Charity blew across the surface of her coffee before taking a sip.
She had just finished sipping her drink when Bad took the cup away from her lips.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
He didn’t answer. His hand cupped her cheek, and he tilted her head back. She looked up at him, a little surprised, and then, he slammed his lips down on hers, and all thought left her.
