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New Release: The Hunt

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The Hunt is now LIVE!!!

This is a completely standalone story.

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This couldn’t be happening. Calliope Masters knew she and Jaxson Crease didn’t have the best start to their mating. At the age of eighteen when the pack declared they were mates, they rejected one another. She was a human, he was a wolf. He made it abundantly clear that he didn’t want her.

They were now trapped within The Hunt. A mystery realm that forced mates to confront their need for one another head on. Jaxson didn’t go to the Elder. He knew Calliope was his mate, and the truth was, he wanted her. When they were kids, they were inseparable. His own fear was what pushed them apart. He didn’t care that she was human. He had loved Calliope all of his life.

Now, within the rules of The Hunt, they had to fight to survive. They were about to face obstacles and challenges neither of them ever anticipated. Pushed to the breaking point.

Only there is something interesting about The Hunt. It is not the same for all couples. It changes as if it has a life of its own. And there is something so very similar about this one. But what could it be?

Will Jaxson and Calliope find one another and come to terms with their mated connection? Or, will they give up, and never see their pack or life again? The only way to get out of The Hunt is to be mated.

Excerpt:

“Hey, hey, it’s fine,” he said, reaching for her. Jaxson tried to steady her on her feet.

“It’s fine,” she said, looking far from fine.

And then, he cupped her face, staring into her eyes. They were slightly glazed. Her forehead was covered in perspiration. They were not ready for this, but he also couldn’t handle her being passed out from heat exhaustion, not that he would have a problem carrying her.

This could either go really well, or really bad, and without question, he closed the distance between them and kissed her. At first, it was just the meeting of their lips, joined together, and then that changed. The kiss deepened.

His hands were at her shoulders, hoping to steady her, and then, as if by their own accord, he sunk one into her hair, holding the back of her head. The other went down toward her hip, and he pulled her in closer. He heard her soft, subtle moan, and he swallowed it down, not wanting to stop. Calliope didn’t push him away, but the more he kissed her, the more he felt the temperature inside the place start to cool off.

Time passed and he didn’t want to pull away, but he had a feeling he needed to. Kissing her one final time, he looked into her face and stopped the kiss. He didn’t stop holding her. He needed to have his hands on her body.

Slowly, she opened her eyes.

“Thank you,” Calliope said.

“If it gets hotter, I’ll keep kissing you.”

She laughed. “Do you think that is why they made it so hot?”

“I don’t know. How are you feeling?”

“Sticky. Like I need a bath.”

And then, as if by magic, they heard it. Calliope frowned, Jaxson took hold of her hand, and they moved around the corner. There was a waterfall, but from where they stood, it did not look too deep.

“You’ve got to be kidding.”

“I guess they work hard to make it as romantic as can be,” he said.

“It looks so good,” Calliope said. “Do you think we should take advantage?”

“Yeah, I do.” He let go of her hand and pushed his jeans right off his body. He kept his boxer briefs on and started to make his way toward the edge of the water.

Before he went any further, he looked back to find Calliope removing her jeans and vest top. The last time they had been this naked, they had been kids. That seemed like a lifetime ago, and maybe part of an alternate universe. It didn’t seem like it was them.

He watched her, unable to look away. Not wanting to look anywhere else but at her. She wore a padded bra and panties.

“You look nice,” he said. The words just kind of blurted out of his mouth. She looked up and then smiled.

“You don’t have to just say it.”

“I’m not just saying it, I mean it.” Now he felt embarrassed. “Uh, so, yeah, that’s what I was thinking.” And then, with her getting closer to him, he stepped beneath the spray of the waterfall. It didn’t take her long to join him.

She was so close and he could smell her. Calliope always smelled like vanilla to him, which was one of his favorite scents. He loved vanilla—vanilla cupcakes, vanilla frosting, vanilla ice cream. If it had vanilla, he was sold.

He couldn’t help but be drawn to her. She looked so beautiful.

Jaxson watched as she tilted her head back and enjoyed the spray of the water. She let out a moan, and this was different from the one he heard a few short moments ago.

Her lips had been perfect. Kissing her was better than he ever imagined it would be. Every single part of her was perfection.

She opened her eyes, looked over at him, and smiled. “You’re watching me.”

“I can’t look away.”

This made her chuckle. She stepped toward him. “And why not?”

“I have no idea.” He took a step toward her, and Calliope tilted her head back. “But I want to kiss you again.”

He watched as she licked her lips, and it wasn’t fair to keep teasing him.

“Then kiss me,” she said.

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NEW RELEASE: His Virgin Wife

This is a complete standalone story, and it should come with a warning as this is one of my spiciest books. 🔥


Blurb


A lame doormat.

That’s how Emily Craven sees herself. Three months ago, she was kidnapped by her father’s enemy. She spends most of her days serving her captor, waiting for when he will finally kill her. She has no idea why she is still alive. Much to her shame, she is attracted to the man who took her.

Dom Wylde is a cruel man. There is one person he cannot stand, and it’s Emily’s father. He will do whatever it takes to kill him. However, what Emily doesn’t know is he owed her mother a debt.

Emily’s father intended to sell her virginity to the highest bidder, and now it is up to him to keep her safe. At first, Emily is willing to do whatever it takes for her freedom. Dom wants her body, and she would gladly give it to him. What surprises Dom, is Emily is not all that she seems.

What starts as a game, soon changes as he … demands marriage. He will bring all of her forbidden desires to life, in return, she must be his wife. There is no alternative. Emily belongs to him.

But, there is still the threat of her father. Will he be able to keep her safe?

Be Warned: anal sex, bondage, sex toys


Excerpt:

He owned multiple businesses, some legal, most not. He made a lot of money and was good at what he did. Men feared him because he wasn’t afraid to do what was necessary to get what he wanted.

There were rules he followed. He had his own code of ethics. Kids were off the table. Stolen women were not his business either. The only woman he had kidnapped in his forty years was right next to him, her blonde hair falling around her in a beautiful cascade. Golden hair and wide blue eyes.

She didn’t know how to answer his question. If he let her go, Nigel would do exactly what he wanted with her. It was not his business. He knew there were cops and people who were on the hunt for Nigel. It was their job to catch him.

There was something about Emily that made it impossible for him to let her go. She was not his problem. Yet, he couldn’t do that.

The men Nigel dealt with didn’t have any problem raping a woman to get what they wanted. Nigel wouldn’t care about what happened to his daughter, so long as they paid for the privilege to do it.

Staring at Emily, he knew she didn’t deserve that life. He knew all about Emily and her mother, Nora. Nora had contacted him. It must have taken a lot for her to do that. She was worried about her daughter and the way Nigel was acting. He’d never been attentive to his little girl, and now that she was turning into a beautiful woman, he was showing an interest.

Dom had taken Emily. Now, as he looked at her, he knew her life would be forever in danger with Nigel out there. The man was pissed that someone had stolen his daughter. He had come to him, demanding her release. Dom played his cards right and told him he didn’t know what the fuck he was talking about. He lied easily to his enemy’s face, and for good reason. Emily deserved a chance at life.

The only reason he hadn’t killed Nigel was because the law was following him around. Dom wasn’t stupid, and there was no way he was going to risk his own life to kill his enemy. There would be no prison cell for him.

Nora also played the stupid card to her ex, but instead turned the tables on Nigel. He didn’t know why Nigel hadn’t just killed Nora, but he figured there was something Nora had or knew Nigel didn’t want discovering. Either way, they were both protecting this woman.

Now, he said he would keep her safe, but he didn’t promise Nora he would keep his hands to himself. For the past three months, he’d played the good little host. Keeping her here, allowing her to wait on him. He didn’t need a waitress or staff. He liked watching Emily walk away from him. The jeans he chose for her molded to that curvy ass with utter perfection.

The tops she wore showcased her curvy body, just the way he liked. She had nice, full tits and a small waist that bloomed into full, rounded hips. He loved her shapely ass and those thick thighs. He loved watching her in either a dress or a skirt, or jeans. It didn’t matter, they all showed off her body to visual heaven.

Dom didn’t give a shit that she was a virgin. He’d never been with a virgin himself, and knowing no other man had touched her was a temptation.

She would have made Nigel a lot of money. Not anymore.

He watched as she licked her lips. There was no sensual act, she simply moistened her lips and glanced away. He watched her take a deep breath, which pushed her chest out, squeezing those tits together.

“What would you like me to do? Be your servant? Wait on you?” She pushed some of her hair past her shoulder.

Dom couldn’t help but smile. He continued to stare at her. Emily was one of a kind, that was for sure. She glanced away and then looked up.

There was two ways he could handle this. One was taking his sweet time, torturing her a little, milking this for everything it was worth. The second was just being blunt.

“I want to fuck you, Emily,” he said.

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New Release: Hawks Woman

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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.

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NEW RELEASE: Fool Me Once

RELEASE DAY ALERT!!!!

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Fool Me Once is now LIVE!!!

He has to make a choice …

Blurb


Leah Masters knew she probably should be dead. When she put Cain Knox’s son in the hospital, her days were numbered. Instead, Cain gave her a choice, she either dies or comes to work for him. There was a catch though, he gets to control every aspect of her life. She’d rather live than die, so she reluctantly agreed.

Cain had no intention of killing the fiery blonde that put his son in his place. His kid had been giving him a headache for some time, as the boy didn’t like the word no. He tried to attack Leah and suffered the consequences.

She tried to ignore the older man. Cain was a force to be reckoned with. He didn’t take any crap from anyone, and she respected him for it. Soon business turns into pleasure. Leah never expected him to freak out when discovering she was a virgin, but Cain told her he was certainly going to be her last.

But things are complicated because Cain still had a son, and that son hated her for what she had done. He is going to have to make a choice—the love of his life, or his only son. Who will he choose?

Excerpt:

Cain offered a smile. So far, he hadn’t made any such donation, as he knew the foster homes rarely got it. There was always some form of red tape that kept a small fortune held back.
“Lovely event,” Cain said.
“And the dancing is exquisite. Please share a dance with me.” She held out her hand, and he turned toward Leah, who simply took his glass from him.
“Who I am to come between a dancing couple?” Leah said.
“Two minutes,” he said.
At first, she raised her brows as if she didn’t have a clue what he was talking about, but then she gave him that eye wink which told him she did know what he wanted. One day, he was going to put her over his knee and spank that ass. She was due one with her sassy tone.
He took Constance’s hand and led her onto the dance floor. He made sure to turn her so that he saw Leah. His own date had already put down their champagne glasses on a passing waiter’s tray.
She stood, arms at her sides, watching him. Cain noticed a few men had already seen she was alone. He waited to see if anyone would dare move in.
There was a single man, who also happened to be part of old money as well. Only, Drake Sherwood knew what he was doing with his inheritance and had learned to invest it. There were rumors circulating about some of his business allies. Rumors of being close to the Italian mafia, but again, there was no evidence to back any of it up. Just rumors.
Leah turned toward Drake, and he saw her stay tense. She nodded, offered that fake smile he knew she was capable of. There was even a chuckle, but he saw it didn’t reach her stomach. Everything was fake. She played her part to perfection.
Drake offered her a chance to dance. She declined and came toward him. She was perfect with her timing as Constance had started to talk about them spending more time together.
“I think I would like to cut in,” Leah said, coming in close. She put a hand on Constance’s shoulder. “I think it is only fair that I get a chance to dance with my date.”
Cain nodded at Constance.
“Date?”
“Ah, yes, Constance, this is Leah Masters, my date. She was rather interested in this charity event as I’m not sure you’re aware. Leah, herself, is a foster child.”
“It’s always nice to know there are people willing to give to those, but it is so strange, as all my years in the system, we never heard of a charitable donation.”
Constance turned pale but then chuckled and waved in a direction. “Please forgive me. I’d love to stay and chat, but I must go and speak with someone.”
Leah turned into his arms. “Are you done now?”
“I’m curious what Drake wanted,” he said.
She rolled her eyes. “He wanted to know what a beautiful woman was doing alone at such a drab party. He also offered to take me for a dance. Do these pickup lines work?”
“You were not impressed?”
“What was there to be impressed about?” She wrinkled her nose. “I don’t know why you come to these things. I’m pretty sure everyone is stabbing each other in the back and it sounds like it is a huge competition to find the biggest dick.”
Cain smiled and then leaned in close. “I’ll give you a hint, it’s mine.”
He felt her body shudder and now he really did have a reason to smile. He had gotten the sense over the past few weeks that she did like him. Where his hard cock couldn’t hide his attraction to her. Only men who knew the female body would be able to detect her feelings for him. The flush to the chest. The way her cheeks went a pretty shade of pink. There were also times she nibbled at her bottom lip. All indications of what she felt for him. The hardness of her nipples, certainly when they were in a heated room.
Staring into her green eyes, he ran a hand up her back and then took a leap. He knew she was young enough to be his daughter but he didn’t give a shit. Leah was nothing like any of the other women he’d come to know. The women in his circle were all vipers. They were intent on hunting, on manipulating. Leah was none of those things.She was a woman who could fight for herself. Strong and independent. Other than this Ben, who was a fighter, she had no one. He’d done some research on Ben. The man had been a good guy, a true fighter, but he refused to kill. He’d beat his enemies to within an inch of their lives, but he wouldn’t make the final strike. What had killed him had simply been being in the wrong place at the wrong time. That was all.
Taking possession of her lips, he kissed her, soft at first. That initial touch set his blood aflame, and he felt a hunger for her. His cock hardened.
Leah ran her hands up his chest, wrapping them around his neck. At first, she didn’t respond, only to then give back more than he could have hoped for.
Breaking from the kiss, he looked into her eyes for several seconds and waited.
“Do you need to stay?” Leah asked.
“No, I’m quite ready to go home.”
“Me too.”

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Our Chance

Curvy Women Wanted 33

All books can be read as standalones and do not need to be read in any order.

Blurb

Maverick Lavin and Freya Parker have been in love with each other for a long time.

The only problem is he used to date her sister.

When Freya is out one night celebrating her sister’s divorce, Maverick is there, and when the drinks flow, so too does all self-control. Freya ends up in bed with Maverick, and there is also the pesky little detail of giving him her virginity. Freya doesn’t want to cause trouble with her sister, so for now, they will have a secret relationship.

He knew he should back off, but one taste of her is not going to be enough. Maverick wants forever. He just doesn’t know how to get forever—but he does have a plan. If he gets her pregnant, then he can keep her all to himself.

Can they have a happily ever after, or will they fall at the first hurdle?

Excerpt:

“What are you doing here?”

That voice. The depth of it made her ache for him.

She picked up her beer and tilted it against her lips, taking a long swallow, before she glanced toward him.

Maverick Lavin.

At one time, he’d been the town’s “bad boy.” The ultimate rebel. She was pretty sure people had been afraid of him, but then, about three years ago, it all changed. After his father died of a heart attack, Maverick had come home, and he’d been running the Lavin Mechanic shop ever since. He was the best damn car mechanic in the state, and she knew he was kept busy by people driving all the way to their small town for him to look at their car.

Also, a tiny little problem.

At one time, Maverick had been her sister’s boyfriend. This was before Hank, when she’d been going through her rebellious phase. Their parents had been out of their mind when Maverick came to pick up Adele.

Freya had been jealous. Yep, not an emotion she was used to because when it came to her sister, she was rarely jealous of anything. This time, she was. Maverick had been her secret crush for so long. When she was eighteen, Maverick and her sister were twenty-five years old.

She knew he wouldn’t even look at her then. She’d been too young. Now that she was twenty-five, and Maverick was thirty-two, that had all changed, especially three nights ago.

Celebrating with her sister, she’d not gloated, and while Adele got drunk, she and Maverick had hit it off. Freya hadn’t wanted the night to end, so when he suggested they take it to his place, she’d not argued. In fact, she’d been thrilled. Of course, she’d changed it so that they could go to her place. Maverick didn’t argue.

Actually, she’d enjoyed the whole night, apart from when he’d nearly lost it for taking her virginity.

She’d had the biggest crush on Maverick for so long that no one had been able to compare, and she could not just go ahead and sleep with random guys. She had been waiting for the right guy. He’d never come along.

Then there was Maverick, and she just couldn’t say no, and the truth was, she didn’t want to.

Looking back now, she probably should have warned him she was a virgin. Those words hadn’t been easy for her to say, so she’d kept them to herself. It had nearly ended in disaster, because when he finally entered her, he’d not been gentle about it, and yeah, that had hurt. She’d screamed, and it kind of freaked Maverick out. He hadn’t been happy. Also, she had a feeling he wasn’t happy that she’d been a virgin.

There was no point in avoiding him.

Putting the bottle back onto the counter, she turned toward him. “I’m enjoying a drink, do you have a problem with that?”

Damn, he still looked good. Her memory wasn’t playing tricks on her. Maverick was a good-looking guy, even when he had this pissed-off expression on his face.

She tilted her head to the side and watched him. “Care to join me?”

“You shouldn’t be at the bar.”

She sighed. “Why not?”

“Because, you should be home … resting.” He leaned in and whispered that last part.

Freya rolled her eyes. What more could she do? After the sex, Maverick had been so sweet. He’d insisted on her soaking in a bath with salts, and playing the part of the perfect boyfriend and gentleman, but come morning, when she woke up, he was gone. It was like it hadn’t happened.

“We had sex,” she said, not even attempting to lower her voice.

“Yeah, but you were a virgin, Freya. You should be resting.”

She glared at him. “I’m pretty sure husbands of the past were quite happy to keep it in their pants, and, you know, to allow their newly wedded wives to rest. Please, we had sex and I am fine.” She’d been sore the day after, but it had faded as the day wore on, and now she was more than fine.

If anything, she was a little pissed that he’d not called. He’d not even checked up on her, which is why she was back at the bar, having a drink. Attempting to gain his attention back.

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A Monster is Coming

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All I wanted was to be free, to not be scared anymore. Was that too much to ask?

I was the unwanted bastard daughter of Finn Byrne. Many feared him and women loved him. My mother didn’t want me, but my birth kept Finn coming around.

After being used as a punching bag for most of my life, I decided to run. The first mistake I made was staying in a small town. The second mistake was falling in love with a guy I barely knew.

Peter lied to me. He manipulated me. Ivan Volkov gave him a job to do, and that was to make me fall in love with him, and get me pregnant. Well, he did all of those things, and I hate him for it, and I love him for it.

I also discovered I’m a wealthy woman. It would seem my grandmother didn’t like her son, nor any of his offspring, but she did like me. I’m the one who has control over the Byrne empire.

And I have a choice to make.

When the time comes, I can choose to leave the Volkov Bratva forever and have my freedom, or I can remain Peter’s wife. I love him, but he doesn’t know how to love me.

What choice do I have?

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“You know, a lot of people are going to hate you,” she said, smiling. “So, if you don’t get hungover, do you forget things?”

“I remember I kissed you last night.”

She stopped pouring cereal out and glanced over at me. I stared right at her, and I watched her cheeks go flush.

“Oh,” she said.

“Do you want to talk to me about that?”

“It’s fine. It was a mistake and you were drunk and it is never going to happen again. We don’t have to talk about it.”

She was cute when she rambled.

“It wasn’t a mistake.”

She jerked the cereal up, and several pieces spilled out of the top, landing on the table, and a few ended up on the floor. I made her nervous.

“I, uh, I don’t think we should talk about this.”

“Talk about what? The fact that since I first saw you at the diner, I’ve been thinking about kissing you?” I asked.

“You shouldn’t say those things.”

“Don’t you like the truth?”

She pushed her chair back and took a step away. I got to my feet, and it didn’t take me long to close the distance she was trying to create. Nor was it hard to manipulate her movements and have her pressed up against the door of the fridge, with no way to escape.

If, for even a second, I thought she was afraid, I’d back away. I’m not here to scare her. I’m here to … well, arouse her. To get this party started.

I couldn’t waste more time with bounty hunters on the loose, potentially tracking her down. Putting both of my hands on either side of her head, I stared into her eyes.

“Peter?”

“What’s the matter? Are you afraid of me?”

“I … no, I’ m not afraid of you.”

“Then what is wrong?”

“There are other women who want you, and they will do anything you want.”

I close the distance between us, so that she could feel the hard ridge of my cock pressing against her stomach. “No other woman makes me feel like that.” I had to stop playing the long game, and instead play the short game.

Ivan, for whatever reason, needed this woman pregnant. It was my job to get her pregnant, and training her, touching her, wasn’t doing the trick. I could no longer attempt to flirt or take my time. I needed to get into her pants, fast.

“Peter?” she asked.

“Is there another guy?” I asked. “Is that why you don’t want me? There is someone else you want.”

“I don’t know what to do with this. I’ve never been put in this position. I … I…”

She was struggling and that was when I realized something. Niamh didn’t have a clue what was happening right now. Even though her father was Finn Byrne, and I had been under the assumption she knew exactly what was going on—sex, fucking, making love, whatever word people wanted to call it—Niamh didn’t have a clue. I was attempting to seduce a woman who’d never experienced it. Did Ivan even know this?

I didn’t know the extent of the abuse she’d suffered at the hands of her father. All I could do was make assumptions.

Sinking my fingers into her hair, I decided to just go for it, and I took possession of her lips, kissing her hard. She gasped, and I used that to my advantage, plunging my tongue into her mouth, and hearing her moan. She tasted like mint toothpaste. She’d not even gotten to sip her coffee, and her cereal wasn’t eaten.

Niamh smelled good, and she tasted good. I ran my other hand down her body, and knew she felt good as well.

My arousal wasn’t forced. I wanted to be inside her. This was not going to be a hard task.

All too soon, Niamh pulled away and nibbled the corner of her lip. “I don’t know what to do,” she said.

I think it could be the most honest she had ever been with me.

“Normally, you kiss me back.”

“I, uh, Peter, I … Pickle Quest is not my home. I don’t intend to stay here too long.”

“You’re moving on?”

“Yes.”

“When?”

“I don’t know.” She frowned. “I don’t know, when it’s the right time. I’m traveling, you know. Making enough to be able to move on.”

Now that was a lie, but I wasn’t going to call her out on it. Niamh wasn’t leaving Pickle Quest alone.

“Then how about you and I have some fun while we’re at it?” I asked.

She shook her head. “I can’t have fun.”

I wasn’t going to be swayed. Winking at her, I pulled her in and kissed her again.

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You’re Mine

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As a favor to a friend, George Butterworth has agreed to allow Anna-Beth Knight to work for him as his housekeeper. Anna-Beth has annoyed her family, and for now, they just want her out of the way, not causing trouble. He doesn’t mind.

The only problem is, the Knight girl is no longer ten years old, but a thirty year old woman. And George cannot stop thinking about her.

For twenty years, Anna-Beth has been in love with her brother’s best friend. She knows she has irritated her family, but she refuses to be like them—mean, cruel, cutthroat. In the world of business and sustaining empires, her family expects her to play by their rules. They don’t know anything about her.

George has taken Anna-Beth’s virginity. He knows her family is looking for a husband for her, but he doesn’t want to let her go. He cannot get her out of his thoughts, nor does he want to. Every second spent with her, she gets under his skin.

Will George stick around when he knows that she is in love with him as well?

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All too soon, the time had slipped away, and she had no choice but to make her way back to the kitchen. Before she did, she couldn’t help but glance over to where George’s office was, and with the angle of the sun, she couldn’t see if he was there watching her.

Spinning on her heel, she made her way back into the kitchen and got to work making him dinner. This time, it was chicken parmesan, which was one of her favorite ways to eat chicken. She left the music playing and lost herself in making the food. Anna-Beth didn’t make much, as she didn’t like bombarding her fridge with too many leftovers.

With dinner nearly cooked, she made her way toward George’s office, only to find him no longer there. She stepped out and called out his name. There was no response.

Anna-Beth frowned and made her way toward the gym. She hadn’t seen him work out before, but she didn’t think he’d go upstairs to his room.

The only other place he could be was in his pool, but she hadn’t caught him swimming in a few weeks.

George had a constant routine, and yet it was different at the same time. The one constant was the time he woke up, got to his office, had lunch, and then dinner. The changes occurred in between those constants.

Arriving at his gym, Anna-Beth had every intention of making him aware of her arrival, but one look at him working the weights and she found herself tongue-tied. He’d stripped out of the suit, and yes, she’d seen men partially naked before. She’d also seen some movies that showed men’s genitals.

Not that George was completely naked. He wore a pair of sweatpants, no shirt. But the suit was gone.

She also spotted several tattoos she hadn’t known he had. One was on his back, near his right shoulder. It was a symbol of a bird of some kind. There were also a few tattoos curving around his arms, going down but ending at the elbow. She had never known this about him. Her mouth had gone dry.

She felt an answering hum between her thighs. Pressing her thighs together, she watched him as he lifted the weights, looking completely in control.

He switched hands, lifting them up, and she saw his biceps, and all those other muscles seeming to contract.

Anna-Beth intended to step back, but instead she must have made a sound because George turned toward her.

“H-hey,” she said, her voice sounding way off even to her own ears.

“Hey,” he said.

“Uh, good moves,” she said.

“Yeah, I got into it years ago. It helps me blow off some steam.”

“Bad day at work?” Anna-Beth’s brain was not functioning. She was doing her best to pretend it was, but it was far from perfect.

“Nah, just … long.”

He put the weight down and grabbed a towel, wiping the perspiration off his face.

I would gladly lick you.

Anna-Beth pressed her lips together and forced a smile to her mouth. “Uh, dinner is ready.”

“What’s the matter?” George asked.

She didn’t know how he managed to close the distance between them, but he did so quickly. One moment, he was near his weights, and within a blink of an eye, he was right in front of her face. So close.

And he smelled amazing.

Even after working out.

Why did this have to be so hard?

“Uh, dinner is ready.”

“What’s the matter, Anna-Beth?” he asked.

Why did her name sound so good coming from his lips? She wanted to drown herself in the sound.

What?

None of this made any sense to her.

She took a step back and then another, all the while aware of the pleasure between her thighs, and the fact her nipples were hard as rock. Her needs were growing.

It was getting even more impossible to deny herself what she wanted, and she had to.

George was her boss.

This was a job.

She had to remember that.

Even though she was completely in love with him, and if she was honest, she wanted to be with him in every way.

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A Reapers Secret

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In a small tourist town, there is a secret. After years of being used and tormented, a small group rose up to take back their town, and to make sure no one took control from them again.

They’re known as … The Reapers. No one knows who they are, just that they are locals, and their identities will never be revealed.

For years, Daniel Long and Amy Flynn have been dancing around each other. Neither of them crossing that line of friendship into more. When a tourist refuses to take no for an answer, Daniel intervenes.

Amy has always had feelings for Daniel, but she refuses to jump into bed with any kind of random guy. She has seen the fallout from her best friend. She will not follow the same path.

However, she cannot hide nor deny the attraction she has for Daniel. The moment he kisses her, all bets are off. Amy is not going to pretend they are friends anymore.

Daniel has a secret. He doesn’t know if Amy will be able to handle it. No one messes with his town. No one hurts his woman. He is not afraid to do what is necessary. For he is a Reaper.

Excerpt:

Daniel glanced around the streets as they walked up to Amy’s home, which he knew was her parents’ previous house. He knew she had rented her grandparents’ place, as she’d been too attached to sell it. He understood that. They were part of her family, and she wanted to hold onto them as long as possible.

They walked down the small driveway, which didn’t have a car. Amy was often found walking everywhere, and only ever drove the café’s van when she needed to. Most of her produce was sent to her.

He watched as she slid her key into the lock, and she stepped across the threshold. “You’re not a vampire, are you?” she asked.

Daniel laughed and leaned against the doorframe. “I guess the real question is, do you want me to be?”

She burst out laughing as he stepped over the threshold. “I’m sorry, that was so funny.”

He loved her laugh. It wasn’t fake nor did she hold back. It was a full stomach laugh. “I don’t even know why I find that so funny.”

“Was it because I dressed up as a vampire for Halloween last year?”

Amy stopped laughing and then sighed. “I had completely forgotten about that.”

“Martha told me I was too tan to be a vampire, not that she was complaining.”

“I bet. When the sun is out, and the beach is clear, that’s where you will find Martha. You might have a secret admirer.” She raised her brows a little higher as he took a step toward her.

She licked her lips and he couldn’t help but wonder if they were dry. Her mouth was tempting.

He closed the door, and now they were finally alone together. Daniel had never crossed this boundary, and he knew Amy didn’t get close to anyone.

“Dinner,” she said, but made no move to leave.

He stared at her, then he reached up and cupped her cheek, tilting her head back.

“Daniel?”

“I want to kiss you,” he said.

She didn’t say anything, but he knew Amy. He knew there was a chance of rejection here, but he couldn’t resist, so he moved in slowly, waiting for her to put a brake on it. Amy didn’t move. She didn’t make a sound.

And then, she ran her hands up his body, touching his chest, and circling his neck. That was a sign for him to go, and he slammed his lips down on hers, kissing her hard. Amy moaned, melting against him, and he ran his hands down her ass, gripping the fullness as he pulled her in close. He didn’t want to let her go, and at the first touch of those lips, he knew he was addicted and didn’t want to stop kissing her.

Sliding his tongue across her lips, he heard her sudden intake of breath, and then he plundered into her mouth, deepening the kiss.

Daniel hadn’t come to her home in the hope of having sex. He’d actually intended to eat dinner. Being in her home, with the scent of her surrounding him, he just couldn’t resist, and one kiss was not enough. It would never be enough for him. He had to have more.

More kisses.

More everything.

They started out slow, and that suddenly changed and he spun her around, pressing her up against the wall.

Amy let go of his neck, and at first he thought she was pushing him away, but then she gripped his shirt and began to tug it open. All too soon, she had his shirt off. Not that Daniel put up much of a fight.

Daniel grabbed her shirt and began to tug it up and over her head, tossing it to the side. Then he ran his hands down her waist, going straight toward her jeans.

“Wait, hold on,” Amy said, and she nibbled her lip as she stared at him.

Daniel waited, looking into her eyes.

She gazed back at him, and he expected her to put the brakes on, but then she took his hand, and much to his surprise, she led him upstairs to her bedroom.

The curtains were open, and she let him go to move toward the window and close them.

Then, she spun around to face him, lips pressed together, and she tilted her head to the side just slightly, looking at him.

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HIS WILLING WIFE

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Luca Winters has worked hard to be the self-made billionaire that he is today. Left in the foster system as a child, he knows there is no one out there that will ever want him. He doesn’t care. Life has made him hard, tough, resilient. When Tillie Goodwin walks into his office, pleading with him not to tear apart her family’s company, he knows there is only one thing he wants from the brown-eyed temptress, and that is for her to be his wife.

Everyone has a price, and he didn’t expect Tillie to give up her freedom to help others—but she does.

He never expected her to be a virgin.

Tillie is curious about her new husband. Yes, he appears cruel, cold, and calculating, but little by little, she sees someone who needs to be loved. Their marriage hasn’t exactly gotten off to a great start, but that doesn’t mean they can’t have a great one they both try.

Could she have it all with her grumpy billionaire, or will someone with a grudge against Luca take it all away from her?

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“I’m going to take a shower.”

“Okay. I have moved all my clothes into your wardrobe. Which side of the bed do you sleep on?”

“I don’t care,” he said, and then he moved past her, not quite touching her.

She got the hint of his masculine cologne, and for a second she couldn’t move. All she could do was stand and wait. He smelled so good. She had thought the same on their wedding day.

Tillie was tempted to slap her face, but she wasn’t interested in the pain, so she moved toward the bed. There was no obvious indentation where his head had been.

She opted for the right side, and she slid beneath the covers. His sheets were as soft as silk, and she rested her head against the pillow, which again felt so light. She closed her eyes and tried to relax.

I’m in my husband’s bed.

It is going to be fine.

She couldn’t hear the shower as the door was closed, but she knew he was naked and getting wet, and her imagination was starting to go wild.

Focus, Tillie, focus.

Go to sleep.

That would be easy.

Just go to sleep.

Sleep was not coming, and it certainly wasn’t anywhere closer as the door to the en suite opened, and Luca stepped into the bedroom, complete with a towel around his middle.

Most of his chest was bare apart from a single tattoo near his heart, and it looked like writing more than an image. Tillie wasn’t close enough to make out what it was.

He was currently drying his head with another towel, and as he did so, it seemed to flex and tighten all his muscles. Once he’d done his hair, she stayed perfectly still on the bed and listened to him move around.

Seconds passed, maybe even minutes, as he then padded back to the bathroom, only to return seconds later with nothing on.

He didn’t hide his body, but Tillie looked away.

She didn’t hear any other sign of him changing or pulling on a pair of pants before the light went out, and then he climbed into bed.

“Why are you tense?” he asked.

“Tense? I’m not tense.”

She nearly freaked out as his fingers touched her shoulder.

“I’m not going to hurt you.”

Tillie rolled over and came face to face with her husband. Even though the room was dark, she could still make him out.

“I know that,” she said.

Now all thought had left her. It had been a long time since they were this close. He was within touching distance. And kissing distance. And naked.

She couldn’t forget the naked part.

“Why are you tense?” he asked again.

Tillie opened her mouth, closed it, and then she had to try and think. Why wasn’t she naked? What was it about Luca Winters that took all her thoughts away and turned her into a bumbling idiot?

Ah, right, she remembered.

“You’re naked.”

She was pretty sure she saw the smirk on his lips, even though it was dark.

“Yes.”

“And you don’t own any pants?”

“You know I own pants, but none I wear to bed.”

“What about a pair of sweatpants?”

“No.”

She frowned. “Everyone owns a pair of sweatpants.”

“Not me.”

She glared at him. “You’re just trying to be difficult.”

“Actually, I’m not.” He leaned in a little closer and she felt his breath against her face.

He smelled minty and the temptation to kiss those sensual lips was so strong. She had no choice but to fight it.

Tillie didn’t have a clue what she was doing. She could cook and bake, even clean, and hold a conversation, but sex … all she knew was what she had read.

“I don’t sleep in clothes, and I’m not about to start.”

He further surprised her by the feel of his fingers sliding across her stomach.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“Simple, I’m going to hold my wife as I sleep. Do you have a problem with that?”

“No.” Her answer didn’t quite sound right, so she cleared her throat and then responded, “No, I don’t.”

“Good.”

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