Playing House Release


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Playing House
by J. Haney
New Adult Polyamorous Romance

 

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I was born and raised in Kentucky. I reside in Greenup County, Kentucky with my family. My debut novel, An Unexpected Love, released August 2015. I’m a single momma to my nine-year-old daughter, Jessalyn Kristine. I also take care and homeschool my autistic cousin, Aiden Sean, he’s ten years old. I love photography and seeing what I can capture through the lens! I’ve been plus size modeling for over a year and have been on multiple pattern covers now. Both kids model as well, I suppose you can call us “One Big Modeling Family”. I’m probably the biggest book whore, I know. I love books of all genres and get excited when I’m introduced to a new author. I’m often told I act like a kid in the candy shop, which I could totally see!


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Hey you, remember me? Yea, I’m that girl from the wrong side of the tracks. Yes, that one with two lovers. Sheesh is that all I’ll ever be known as now? Last you heard from me I was moving in with one of my lovers. Remember how I said my life wasn’t like an 80’s movie? I was kind of wrong, because I did find my knight only mine came in two.

My life now is not all pizza and beers for our little triad. As per usual my jacked-up past has come calling back at me. Yeah, you know the one I’m talking about or should I say hate talking about.

Suppose you should come on and find out what I’m going on about.

 

*Trigger Warning
**Sexual Abuse
***Polyamory
****Erotic Themes incl: M/M M/F/M
*****Drug Use

 

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Copyright © 2017 J. Haney Playing House (A Heart Strings Love Affair, Book 2)
Between dealing with my father’s house and the guys breathing down my neck, I need a break. I run upstairs for my shoes, then wait for them to settle in. Clayton takes off and Vic’s messing around in the kitchen when I barrel out the door.
I head for the one place I know I can get rid of this stress. I see Clayton, so I push down a little harder on the gas, drop the gearshift, and fly past him. I just need space every now and then. Since I moved in with Clayton, I don’t get a lot of me time. I’m always split between Vic and Clayton, except when Wayde and Adam are joining us.
I pull up to a place out by the warehouses where we like to drag race. It’s a bit of old road that comes to a dead end that no one uses anymore. Hungry Like the Wolf by Duran, Duran is playing on the radio when I roll down the window to let Mike know that I want in on the action tonight. I hand him two hundred to place my bet, then head for the line, no clue who I’m facing off against. That is till I pull up to the line and I’ll be damned if Harmand isn’t sitting in the car beside me. Fucker must have got a new car because I haven’t seen this one before. It’s a silver Mustang, brand new, and I’m sure it’s got all the bells and whistles under the hood. Too bad, though, it ain’t got shit on my Hemi.
Harmand motions for me to roll down my window, so I do. “You ready to lose, Princess?” he shouts, revving his engine.
“I ain’t losing shit. You need to go back and tell them you need to change spots because the chick that whipped your ass is about to do it again.”
“Come on now, Princess, don’t you want to play a little? I know you used to love playing with me.”
“Pig. Can’t you find someone else to pester?”
“Not tonight. Oh, I meant to tell you, I can’t wait for next weekend. It’s that time again.”
I roll up my window, I don’t want to listen to it anymore. I know what he’s talking about, but I don’t live there anymore, so he’s going to be shit out of luck.
Mike taps the hoods and we roll down the windows as he goes over the rules. “To the dividers and back, first one over the line wins!” he shouts over the crowd of kids. Cars are lined up on both sides of the drag, all up and down the line, their headlights beaming, showing the trail. I nod, gripping the steering wheel.
“Ready to eat my dust, Princess?” Harmand shouts.
“Suck my cock!” I yell back as Giselle steps out in front of us to set us up. I’m half tempted to aim for her. She puts her arms up and with a twist of her hips, drops the flags and we go.
I drop into second fast, turning it up as Harmand gains on me at the midpoint, we are neck and neck as we approach the divider. I hit third and slam past him, my tires squealing as I pop up on two wheels, making the sharp turn. I floor it as I see him gaining on me again. Just when I think I’ve got him beat, he grabs my drift and is right alongside me. I glance at him and I can see it in his eyes, he’s gonna slam me. He cocks the wheel and I have to turn to avoid getting hit. I feel the front-end slip. Fuck, I’ve hit a patch of ice! BAM! I’m in the ravine and smoke and metal are twisting up around me. My chest hits the steering column, but the seatbelt keeps me in place.
Fuck, that hurt. Kids are running up to me as I unbuckle and Mike pulls me out of the car. “My baby,” I say, kicking out as Mike grabs hold of me, pulling me back as the fire starts. He drags me up the ravine as kids look on and to my horror, the car goes up in flames. I can hear the doors all around me slamming shut, tires squealing as they all hightail it out of there, all the while somebody is screaming. Turns out that somebody is me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Black Mountain Pack Series Blast


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Black Mountain Pack Series
By Miranda Lynn
Paranormal Romance
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Time Travel and Paranormal Romance author. Her Destiny series takes you on a roller coaster ride through time with sexy Highlanders and sassy female heroines. If shifters are your kryptonite then check out her Black Mountain Pack series which throws a twist on the traditional shifter lore.

Miranda is a mother to two teenage boys who are sure they know it all, a 75lb lapdog, a 15lb foot warmer, and a cat that most days plans her demise. She is thankful her husband  doesn’t mind the extra voices in her head. Miranda is an only child who grew up on a dairy farm in Illinois which left her plenty of time to make up stories in her head for entertainment. She currently resides in Tennessee where she wonder if Mother Nature will ever stop with the hormonal mood swings. She fuels herself with coffee, chocolate, and wine.
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Casey grew up in the foster care system and it wasn’t easy. A whirlwind of events after she ages out shows her why. Her repressed shifter side emerges with the help of her soon to be mate and his pack. She does her best to learn who and what she as while under the pressure of being hunted by her biological father and his pack.

Mack has been searching for his adopted sister for years after her kidnapping and thinks he has finally found her. His shifter side on the other hand thinks they have found their mate. Fate throws them together in the midst of an oncoming battle and Mack lets instinct take over and follows his heart.

When the truth comes out the mating instinct takes over and together Mack and Casey change the rules of shifter laws once again.
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Rook is headed to Paratay unaware of the horrors that await him.

Reuniting with old friend and old secrets in the dark hear of Brazil he finds a world of lies designed to keep him from his true mate Jasmine.

Hidden behind the Alpha’s doors, Jasmine waits for her chance for freedom. Finding her mate in the process is an unexpected surprise.

It’s a dangerous world, but Rook will risk it all to purge the pride of evil, bond with Jasmine, and help the new Alpha, Casey, take her place as their first female leader.

Follow Rook to the edge of adventure- and beyond.
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Unscripted Blast


Unscripted
by Samantha Long
Contemporary Romance
 

 My name is Isla Chase. I’m finally living my dream
of working in Seattle as an assistant editor under one of the top names in the
business. Finally out from the watchful eyes of those waiting for me to end up
like my parents in the hick town where I grew up, I’m beyond ready to spread my
wings.

On my first major job, I meet Decker Stevens, who’s reality-show royalty. And for some reason, he’s set his sights on me. Considering his reputation, getting involved with Decker would only be setting myself up for heartbreak and the failure everyone’s expected of me all my life.
But I find my emotions growing stronger for Decker as I learn the real reasons that he’s moved himself out of the spotlight. No man should be as hot and as sinfully sweet as this one is.
Just as I’m close to giving in and opening myself up in a relationship with Decker, an unspeakable betrayal occurs, rocking both our worlds. Can we hold onto each other through the madness that follows or will it destroy us?
I hesitated a second, then placed my hand in Decker’s. His palm was warm and
large, and his fingers curled around mine. A frisson of awareness shot through
me. As he pulled me toward the private staircase, I could feel a number of
gazes on our backs. Everyone at the table had to wonder why he’d asked to show
me something. Hell, I wondered.
He proceeded to guide me down the stairs. I took the time to stare at the cut of
his suit and broad shoulders as a whiff of his cologne hit me. There was
something about that scent. He hadn’t let go of my hand, but I wasn’t sure if
it was because he was making sure I didn’t tumble down the stairs or if it was
because he wanted to hold it. Either way, we were supposed to be friends. This
muddied the water a bit.
Before we entered the kitchen, Decker took a right. I tried to stop, but he glanced
over his shoulder, face impatient, and I allowed him to drag me to a different
area. He opened a door, pulled me in, and shut it behind us.
We stood in his office. I could tell by the picture of his mom and sister on the
desk, by the scent of his cologne in the air, by the plaques on the wall
bearing his name. I was confused as to why he would bring me in here.
He finally let go of my hand, and I felt a little lost as I stood near the door.
He ran a hand through his hair, mussing up his slick look. “Are you and
Adam dating?”
I blinked, surprise rippling through me. “No, and even if we were, what
would it matter? You and I are just friends.”
Decker’s lips twisted and his hands fell to his sides. “Are we? You’ve been stiff
around me this evening.”
“I haven’t. There’s just been a lot going on.”
He stepped closer. My pulse picked up. “The entire time I greeted people, all
I could think about was you. That you were up on the balcony, next to some guy,
and he was getting to talk to you. I wanted to be up there.”
My mouth opened to say something, but nothing came out.
When he stepped closer again, I moved toward the door. My back hit it, the cold
seeping through my dress.
“I’m not normally a jealous person. I don’t usually care if a girl is talking to
some guy. But I care when you do and I don’t understand it.” His tortured
gaze held mine.
“I don’t know what to tell you.”
“Are you planning on dating him?”
“Maybe.”
I placed my palms against the door, bracing for something but I wasn’t sure
what.
“No.”
“No?”
My brows rose. “I can date anyone I want to—”
His lips claimed mine, effectively silencing me.
Somehow I’d been waiting on this without knowing it.
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A multitasking mom of four
from Alabama, Samantha Long has been writing since the first grade. Samantha’s
first story consisted of a one-paged fantasy biopic entitled, “If I Was An
Indian”. Samantha’s racy writing tastes were evident at a young age, with
the plot consisting of a warrior husband, elite living quarters, and an affair
with the Chief. When she’s not writing, doing laundry, or changing diapers, you
can find Samantha in front of her DVR catching up on episodes of Supernatural and
Castle or enjoying sweet tea with a movie or good book. Samantha’s writings are
inspired by the works of Nora Roberts, Lauren Kate, Kresley Cole, and Gena
Showalter, to name a few.
 

 

Crown of Lies by Pepper Winters


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“I met the boy I wanted. But then he vanished and a new man claimed me instead. My father approved, my colleagues congratulated, and behind closed doors, I was bedded by a stranger.”


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“I met the boy I wanted. But then he vanished and a new man claimed me instead. My father approved, my colleagues congratulated, and behind closed doors, I was bedded by a stranger.”


Noelle Charlston lived a fairy-tale life: a doting father, a powerful job, and a future blessed with financial security.


However, two meetings with two men changed her happy existence forever. First, she met the boy who made her heart sing. Second, she met the man who made her blood quiver.


Noelle’s freedom was no longer hers. It belonged to the man her father believed was the perfect match. The man who pulled his lies over everyone he touched.
Including her.


Seduced and manipulated, Noelle lives two lives. The one everyone sees on the outside and the one no one sees on the inside. The lies he spins, the truth he hides, the mystery he webs—it’s all enough to slowly erode the woman she’d been and turn her into something else.


Until her past collides with her present.
And it’s her turn to lie.
To everyone…including herself.


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Pepper Winters wears many roles. Some of them include writer, reader, sometimes wife. She loves dark, taboo stories that twist with your head. The more tortured the hero, the better, and she constantly thinks up ways to break and fix her characters. Oh, and sex… her books have sex.
She loves to travel and has an amazing, fabulous hubby who puts up with her love affair with her book boyfriends.


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SECRET SINS by Kathy Kulig


SECRET SINS

Sins of Odyssey, book 3
by Kathy Kulig


Genre: Erotic Contemporary Romance

Scorching. Raw. Forbidden. Every submissive craves Master Adrian Cayne’s commands and relentless determination to bring them to the point of exquisite pain and pleasure. Because of the intensity of his sessions, he’ll only take experienced subs until Emma arrives at Dark Odyssey. He’s impressed and attracted to her beauty and enthusiasm. But before he’ll take her on, she must pass a series of seductive tests of increasing intensity to see if she’s receptive to his unique and dark skills.

Emma Fallon is known to thoroughly research her articles for the tabloid magazine Scandal. With her job and career on the line, she must go undercover to write a lurid and gossipy story about Dark Odyssey, a hedonistic club. While the assignment is her chance to indulge in her taboo desires for the sex she craves as a submissive, her heart isn’t in it because she’s falling for Adrian.

Raw, hot passion draws them past guarded limits, but when secrets are revealed and trust is broken, can true love save their torn hearts?

The dress was way too short and the heels meant for fucking not walking, but she wouldn’t back out now. Parked across from the entrance of the exclusive sex club Dark Odyssey, Emma Fallon watched another car pull up and the driver hand the invitation to the guard. The wrought-iron gate slowly swung to the side and the car sped up the drive.

She pulled the invitation out of her tiny purse. It had taken her weeks to get it. If she chickened out now, she might never get another chance. Not to mention her boss would be pissed if she missed her deadline for Scandal magazine.

Emma believed thorough research created the best articles. When given an assignment to write about the hazards of bungee jumping, she leapt off the Royal Gorge Suspension Bridge in Colorado. Another job sent her investigating the recent cavern scuba diving deaths and initiated her scuba certification in the watery depths of Devil’s Eye in central Florida. Rock climbing, boat racing, running with the bulls, she preferred hands-on research, thrived on it.

That’s what gave her stories the edge and juice her readers and boss craved. Those details would get her the hell up and out of the tabloid rag and eventually into a dream job like USA Today, New York Times or Sports Illustrated if she was lucky.

She’d made some good contacts along the way. Now all she needed was a good recommendation from her boss. This particular story left a churning in her stomach. There was something beyond unethical about digging into people’s sex lives, especially ones with a kinky side. Her articles at Scandal had to have scandalous twists to them. Her boss clearly demanded a detailed exposé uncovering several high-profile celebrities who regularly visited the club and exposing their kinky preferences.

When she’d told her boss, Vivian Pearlman, to find another reporter, Vivian reminded Emma of the contacts she had at the various prestigious papers. Career blackmail.

As Emma stared at the entrance of the exclusive club, she clutched the invitation in her hands. What would Jake think of her if he knew she visited a BDSM club? Jake had been gone for over a year. It didn’t matter what he would think. She squeezed her eyes shut as the heaviness in her heart returned. The image of twisted metal after his motorcycle crash flashed across her mind. She may never look at another motorcycle the same way again. But it was time to let him go, and shove the pain aside so she could date again. For this assignment, she doubted she would have to have sex with anyone. Could she convince those in the BDSM lifestyle she was a newbie and curious, instead of a reporter?

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UNBOUND. PASSION. EXPOSED. A billionaire makes a naughty offer she can’t refuse. But can two lovers survive the consequences?

On the verge of financial disaster, Destiny Noir accepts a daring offer at Dark Odyssey that could solve all her troubles. Dark Odyssey, a hedonistic club in a mansion along the South Florida coast, caters to the rich and powerful, providing discreet and sexy entertainment to satisfy their clients’ sinful requests. The money and scorching sex is too good to refuse, and she’s buried under college loans and about to lose her home. Should be fun and sexy, right? But there are always risks, especially when this exciting, well-paying side job spins out of control.

Destiny and her lover Darius Logan are drawn into a rich and power-hungry world where sex is a game of entertainment, power struggles and manipulation. When their clients begin demanding special favors–slave services on a billionaire’s yacht, then a public ménage at a CEO’s cocktail party. Destiny realizes their arrangement might be too good to be true. Soon passion becomes an obsession. And a billionaire’s demands expose dangerous truths and threaten to destroy her–and their love–forever.

One naughty woman with kinky desires. Two bad boys thrilled to indulge her wicked fantasy for one night only. But what happens when love gets in the way?

Mariko Maguire refuses to let another man break her heart. So why not indulge in a sexual fantasy? If she’s daring enough, she’ll abandon prior commitments, shed inhibitions for one wickedly lustful evening in the exclusive adult club, Dark Odyssey.

Justin is a college professor who must confront secrets and regrets from his past. He’s thrilled to awaken the potent heat of desire within the beautiful Mariko. He wants her, he’s obsessed with her, but is she ready for what he has in mind? Carter, a commercial pilot, is always looking for a new sexual adventure and more than willing to be Mariko’s escort. A hot ménage could be in their kinky future, but what happens when love gets tossed into the middle?

As one passionate night takes an unexpected turn, whose heart will break and who will walk away from a night at Dark Odyssey they’ll never forget?

Kathy is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling novelist of erotic contemporary and paranormal romance. She’s a science geek by day and escapes into her writer’s world at night. Known for writing dark and edgy stories, Kathy’s books are passionate, emotionally-charged and always have a happy ending. She began her writing career in journalism, publishing articles in magazines and newspapers. Now she lives in a fantasy world making up sexy stories to entice her readers.

When she’s not writing, she loves to work out, travel, read stacks of books, watch movies and have dinners out with her darling husband. She lives in Pennsylvania in a 100 year-old Victorian house with a garage built out of reject tombstones.

BODY OF THE CRIME by R. Scarlett


Title: Body Of The Crime (Blackest Gold, #2)

Author: R. Scarlett

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Release Date: January 30 , 2017

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Synopsis

Never trust a demon.Never trust your heart.And never trust the woman who holds it.In Body of the Crime, a beast craved a beauty and oh, how she ravaged him.  

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Excerpt

Tensley’s dark eyes turned to her. Eyes a dark, vivid night and he marched towards her, grasping her face into his large, powerful hands. “Are you hurt?” Tensley asked when they were by themselves, his thumb skimming along her jaw down to her neckline. “I’m fine, Tensley,” she whispered, squinting in the muted light. She caught his wrist and stroked it while he held her face still. She watched his vivid eyes, terrified, but fascinated by their darkness. “Are you okay? Your eyes are pitch-black. What’s wrong?” she asked, anxious. He caught her eyes, that lethal stare making her stomach flip. “When we feel threatened, angry or…aroused…our eyes tend to turn black. Her cheeks grew hot and she knew he could feel the warmth on his palms. Those dark, vivid eyes continued to watch her closely. “All I can smell is my scent on you, and seeing how he just had his hands on you, how you weren’t protected—” Tensley hissed, a snarl escaping him. “I want you so bad I can’t think straight. I want to bite your ivory neck—deep, deep enough to mark. Deep enough to protect you and make you unconditionally mine. Do you want me to do that, Molly?” he asked, his voice breathless with need. His eyes turned feral, he was a predator. A beast. And he could no longer resist his prey. “Would you bare my mark, Molly? Are you ready to be mine?” he finished, his voice low and raw. “Yes,” she answered, her breathing uneven. She was ready for the beast. She was ready for it all. His mouth found hers and it was vicious, impatient. Molly dug her fingers into his shoulder blades, before sliding them up to tug on his thick mane of hair. That only stirred the beast within him, and he grasped her hips, pulling her flush against his muscular, powerful frame. His hands palmed her rear and with a sudden growl, he lifted her up. She gasped, breathless in his strong hold, but he caught her mouth again and swallowed her breaths, leading them to a desk. He paused, his chest warring against hers and she stared down at him, stroking his heated cheeks, those demon eyes penetrating hers. “Not here, not like this,” he breathed out. “We’re leaving.” He placed her down, her legs heavy and weak, and he grasped her hand, taking them out of the room. Molly stayed close, feeling the heat roll off Tensley’s skin from the beast inside him. When she kissed his forearm before they left the empty hallway, he threw her a lethal, dangerous look, one that warmed her belly with desire and the knowledge of what was about to happen. He’s going to mark me. Tensley weaved through the crowd, shouldering some to make sure Molly moved through untouched. One man looked at her and Tensley snarled at him; his beast had taken over, the demon side controlling him to defend her, to warn others off. As they approached the front doors, Molly’s heart raced. So close to freedom, to being outside of his culture and being ininto his arms. “Tensley,” a voice called when they were nearly out. Tensley stalled, and Molly followed his gaze to see his father approaching. Mr. Knight turned his focus on Molly and raised his chin, sniffing once. He followed that with a curt nod of approval, and Tensley kept his route out of the party, rushing them down the front steps. His arm snaked around Molly’s waist as he waved down a car. “You want the beast?” he whispered into her ear. “Yes.” “Good. Because he needs you.”

About The Author

R. Scarlett

R. Scarlett lives in a small quaint town in Southern Ontario, Canada and has an unhealthy obsession with mythology and romance.
From studying English literature and minoring in History, she loves losing herself in a good book and snuggling up to her Brittany Spaniel. When she’s not writing or plotting a delicious novel, she can be found hanging out with friends and family, going on long car rides, exploring small towns, or watching reruns of Sex and the City.

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Hot and Cold by Amy Briggs & Mikey Lee


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He’s unable to resist her. He refuses to give up on her.

“This is Definitely a five-star read, first time for these authors writing together and they did a fantastic job.” ~ Bridget Hickey – Goodreads review

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Dani Moore has been burned. Still recovering emotionally from a recent assault, Dani spends her days blogging and riding around with her brother, a homicide detective. She’s going through the motions with no real hope of ever getting back to “normal life.” But when she meets Scott Walker, the city’s new arson investigator, the heat between them is undeniable. Scott’s the nicest guy she’s ever met. And it doesn’t hurt that he’s so attractive she can barely breathe. Finally out of school and working his first big arson and murder investigation, Scott hasn’t had time to get involved with anyone. But when he meets Dani he’s convinced that the gorgeous girl who lights a fire in his heart will be his. He’s unable to resist her, even though she runs hot and cold. He refuses to give up on her, even though his new partner is Dani’s brother. Dani may be able to put the past behind her and allow Scott to teach her how to trust again, but will the case go cold while their love ignites? Hot and cold is an all new CONTEMPORARY ROMANTIC stand-alone collaboration between Mikey Lee and Amy Briggs now live. Features cops, firefighters, crime and sex, need we say more. hot-cold-teaser-new-0-1

About the authors:

Mikey Lee: Mikey Lee is a veteran of the United States Marine Corps and is a strong supporter of the military. He has a degree in Criminal Justice and he started writing as a way to express his creative side. Mikey and his wife live happily in West Virginia, where he tries to make his wife fall in love with him every day. He also talks in his sleep. He has been so humbled by the support of readers, bloggers, and other authors. Amy Briggs: Amy Briggs is an Orlando-based writer, consultant, and entrepreneur. Leaving the corporate life behind, Amy now runs several small businesses from the comfort of her home while spinning realistic, thrilling and romantic stories. Formerly a firefighter and EMT in New Jersey living next to a military base, Amy was drawn to creating stories around emergency services and the military and draws on her experiences to show the depth and emotional side of the lifestyle. Red and blue smoke

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CROSSING HEARTS by Kimberly Kincaid


CROSSING HEARTS

Cross Creek series, book 1
by Kimberly Kincaid


Genre: Contemporary Romance

Hunter Cross has no regrets. Having left his football prospects behind the day he graduated high school, he’s happy to carry out his legacy on his family’s farm in the foothills of the Shenandoah. But when a shoulder injury puts him face-to-face with the high school sweetheart who abandoned town—and him—twelve years ago, Hunter’s simple life gets a lot more complicated.

Emerson Montgomery has secrets. Refusing to divulge why she left her job as a hotshot physical therapist for a pro football team, she struggles to readjust to life in the hometown she left behind. The more time she spends with Hunter, the more Emerson finds herself wanting to trust him with the diagnosis of MS that has turned her world upside down.

But revealing secrets comes with a price. Can Hunter and Emerson rekindle their past love? Or will the realities of the present—and the trust that goes with them—burn that bridge for good?

(The setup is that heroine Emerson has just come back to her hometown of Millhaven after twelve years and is working as a physical therapist)

“I’ve got a patient for you, so I thought I’d pop over to see if you have an opening today,” Doc Sanders said.

Emerson thought of her schedule, complete with the tumbleweeds blowing through its wide- open spaces, and bit back the urge to laugh with both excitement and irony. “I’m sure I can fit someone in. What’s the injury?”

“Rotator cuff. X-rays and MRI are complete, and Dr. Norris, the orthopedist in Camden Valley, ordered PT. But the patient is local, so I figured if you could take him, it’d be a win-win.”

“Of course.” An odd sensation plucked up Emerson’s spine at the long-buried memory of a blue-eyed high school boy with his arm in a sling and a smile that could melt her like butter in a cast-iron skillet. “Um, my schedule is pretty flexible. What time did he want to come in?”

“Actually, he’s a little anxious to get started, so he came directly here from the ortho’s office . . .”

Doc Sanders turned toward the hallway leading to her waiting room, where a figure had appeared in the doorframe. Emerson blinked, trying to get her brain to reconcile the free-flowing confusion between the boy in her memory and the man standing in front of her. The gray-blue eyes were the same, although a tiny bit more weathered around the edges, and weirdly, the sling was also a match. But the person staring back at her was a man, with rough edges and sex appeal for days, full of hard angles and harder muscles under his jeans and T-shirt . . .

Hunter Cross.

Emerson stood with her feet anchored to the linoleum, unable to move or speak or even breathe. For the smallest scrap of a second, she tumbled back in time, her heart pounding so hard beneath her crisp white button-down that surely the traitorous thing would jump right out of her chest.

A blanket of stars littering the August sky . . . the warm weight of Hunter’s varsity jacket wrapped around her shoulders . . . the warmer fit of his mouth on hers as the breeze carried his whispers, full of hope . . . “Don’t go to New York. Stay with me, Em. Marry me and stay here in Millhaven where we’ll always have this, just you and me . . .”

“Emerson? What . . . what the hell are you doing here?”

The deeper, definitely more rugged-around-the-edges version of his voice tipped the scales of her realization all the way into the present. She needed to say something, she knew, she knew, but her mouth had gone so dry that she’d have better luck rocketing to the moon in a paper airplane right now.

“I work here,” Emerson finally managed, the truth of the words—of what they meant—delivering her back to reality with a hard snap. She hadn’t returned to Millhaven for a jaunt down memory lane. Hell, she’d only come back when her process of elimination had dead-ended in total despair. She was here for one thing, and one thing only. To bury herself in as much work as her body would allow.

Even if her first client probably hated her guts.

Kimberly Kincaid writes contemporary romance that splits the difference between sexy and sweet. When she’s not sitting cross-legged in an ancient desk chair known as “The Pleather Bomber”, she can be found practicing obscene amounts of yoga, whipping up anything from enchiladas to éclairs in her kitchen, or curled up with her nose in a book. Kimberly is a USA Today best-selling author and 2016 and 2015 RWA RITA finalist who lives (and writes!) by the mantra that food is love. She resides in Virginia with her wildly patient husband and their three daughters.

Acer by Lilly Atlas


Title: Acer
Series: No Prisoners MC Romance
Author: Lilly Atlas
Genre:  MC Romance
Release Date: January 31, 2017
After one unforgettable night with a dangerous outlaw, Fia knows she must limit contact with the kind of man who could never fit in her wealthy circle. Unfortunately, she can’t keep their brief but passionate encounter far from her thoughts. When she seeks him out for reasons unrelated to their chemistry, the worst happens, and Fia is attacked by a madman. With her life turned upside down, she seeks help from the one person she can’t get out of her mind.
Betrayed by someone he should have been able to trust above all, Acer spends the next two decades of his life avoiding entanglements that have any chance of ending with a knife in his back. The MC life provides a safe way to have personal connections and loyalty due to its simple rule: betray the club and punishment will be severe. Still, he keeps a large part of himself locked away inside, hidden even from his MC brothers. When the woman who’s been messing with his head for months reappears in his life needing sanctuary, Acer jumps to her aid. He’s committed to help her reclaim her life, but determined to keep her at arms-length in the process. 
As Acer and Fia fight their growing feelings, his club is in danger from a new and different kind of enemy. Will his refusal to put his full trust in anyone, including the woman he’s falling for, end up destroying more than betrayal ever could?

“This book is everything and more then what I expected. Lilly Atlas is such an amazingly talented author. She brings you into this world making you feel as if you are right there in the midst of the No Prisoners.” ~Sister Spot Book Blog

Chapter 1

Fia stepped into the ballroom and smoothed an unsteady palm down the front of her deep purple dress. She pasted what was probably an overly syrupy smile on her face and nodded at the pompous son of a California State Senator who raised a hand in greeting as she approached. It wouldn’t serve her well to wear her anger on the outside, so she put years of practice and grooming to good use and played the rich, friendly, tolerant-of-jerks socialite.
The senator’s son abandoned his conversation with a politician whose name she couldn’t recall and strode toward her, a smug, women-love-me-for-my-money-and-looks smile on his face. Fia resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Gordon had been pursuing her for a while now, and she had less than zero interest in the man who thought he was God’s special gift to females everywhere.
He gripped her hand in a limp hold and drew it to his lips, kissing her knuckles in an old-world gesture. “Good evening, Serafina. I must say, you look lovely tonight.”
She winced. Strike one. She hated her full name. It was too pretentious, too formal, too…celestial. “Hello, Gordon. You’re looking very handsome yourself, and please, I much prefer to be called Fia.”
He wrinkled his perfect nose. “I don’t know why you insist on people calling you by that foolish nickname. Serafina is a lovely name, and you should be proud to have it.” Still holding her hand, he drew her out on the dance floor.
It took every ounce of restraint she possessed to avoid ripping her hand from his feeble hold. Arrogant jerk didn’t even have the decency to ask if she’d like to dance with him. No, he just assumed any woman would be honored to have the privilege of being lead around the floor by his greatness.
Sure, his five-hundred-dollar haircut had each platinum strand coiffed in a perfect arrangement, and his manicured nails were impeccable, but the soft hands they adorned did nothing for her as a woman. A man needed a few calluses. Nothing felt better against her skin than the subtle scrape of a man’s rough hands. Gordon’s metaphorically turned up nose and literal lack of work ethic didn’t exactly get her motor revving either. Some things a thousand-watt smile and striking deep green eyes just couldn’t overcome.
She hated these events. If rich people actually donated as much money to the charities as they spent on the balls and banquets, the unfortunate would be much more fortunate. But, tonight’s charade was for a cause she supported whole-heartedly, so she was here. And with no desire to embarrass herself or her family, she’d behave. Even if that meant enduring a dance with a man who viewed himself as an angel sent to earth for the sake of the fairer sex. Fia preferred her angels with a bit of a crooked halo. Her own was just a bit off kilter.
Today had been a long day full of frustrations and failures. What she really wanted was peace, quiet, and a warm bath overflowing with bubbles. Oh, and wine, lots of wine. But she wanted to show her support for the cause, so her wishes would all have to wait a few more hours.
Once a year, at a different one of his prestigious hotels, Reginald Wellington held a large gala to raise money for state penitentiaries in whichever state the event was held. Money raised was used to provide counseling services to inmates in that state’s prison system.
When Fia was in college, she had friend who ran into some trouble with the law and spent a year in jail. After her release, she remained on a straight path and was now a successful defense attorney, but her time in prison had taken a large psychological toll, and Fia had watched her friend struggle with a consuming depression for years.
This event meant something to her, and with her own career in jeopardy, it gave her something to focus on besides her drama. She had some significant life-decisions to make, and no clue which direction she should take.
With a sigh, she left her head and allowed Gordon to draw her into his embrace if only to avoid an uncomfortable scene. Conscious of keeping a bit of distance between their bodies, she swayed with him to the music.
Too bad he couldn’t take a hint.
He leaned down and brushed his nose along the curve of her neck. “You smell lovely, Serafina.”
She recoiled from his unwanted touch. Did the man know any complimentary words besides lovely? “Fia,” she ground out between clenched teeth.
As though she were a child who said something cute, he chuckled against her ear, and she pulled her head farther back, narrowing her eyes at him. He really was handsome, in a straight-off-of-a-magazine-cologne-advertisement way. He was tall and wore a designer suit well. Unfortunately, she’d seen him at the country club, and what lie under the suit could only be described as soft. He was a man who spent his time indoors, behind a desk.
Not her type.
“Okay, fine, Fia.”
“Thank you.”
While they danced a familiar waltz all society girls learned by age ten, Gordon rambled on about his ambitions to assume his father’s seat in the senate, and she tuned him out, instead letting her gaze drift around the room. After scanning past several acquaintances, her focus landed on a man, standing in the corner with a scowl on his face as he listened to an older gentleman speak.
She couldn’t quite put her finger on what it was about the man that captured her attention. At first glance, he looked similar to many of the other males in the room, expensive tuxedo, expertly styled dark blonde hair, flawless facial features. Then he shifted his gaze and his eyes locked with hers. The energy flowing form him was almost palpable, like that of a caged tiger seconds away from attempting escape. She shivered. If all that power was unleashed, the effects could be devastating.
Gordon twirled them and Fia lost sight of the intriguing eye candy.
As they turned, Gordon let out a surprising and unrefined curse. “Shit, there he is.” He shook his head. “And I wagered this would be the year he finally quit turning up here and upsetting his family.”
Fia drew back and looked up at him. “Who are you talking about?”
He spun her a second time so they both faced the very man she’d been studying, only he wasn’t in the same spot he’d been in seconds before. The back of his head drew farther away as he trailed after the man he’d been speaking with.
“See the blonde guy, the one walking out of the room?”
“Yes, I see him, who is he?”
“That’s Adam Wellington.”
Her jaw dropped and Gordon chuckled. She knew the name well, at least the rumors surrounding it. Her father and Adam’s had been friends for the past ten years. Reginald Wellington owned this and many luxury hotels around the world.
Adam was a bit of an urban society legend. She never laid eyes on the man, but she’d always been curious as to whether the tales were accurate. Story was, he’d dropped out of society to join a gang after a friend of his went to prison for assault.
While it was enthralling, Fia wasn’t stupid enough to believe the story was that simple. It took guts to leave the fold. The idea of throwing all this aside, all these fluffy parties and endless senseless conversations for a life without rules was appealing. Not that she’d ever be daring enough to achieve such a thing herself, but her curiosity about the man who did was definitely piqued.
“He comes to this one charity event every year. No one knows why.” Gordon went on, his tone almost mocking. “Some say he’s planning something. Biding his time until he can get back at everyone he blames for his low status in life now.”
Fia rolled her eyes. “That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.”
The man in question turned, meeting her gaze as though he heard her from fifty feet away. Like a deer caught in blinding headlights, she froze under his attention. Why was it this particular event he attended each year? What was his connection to this charity? Had he been in prison? His eyes smoldered with a mixture of anger, frustration and…could that be desire?
As though his attention had been physical instead of visual, her nipples tightened in the confines of her bra. Damn, he gave off some powerful sexual energy.
A ripple of nervous energy ran its way up her spine and her stomach fluttered. She tore her gaze away and stepped back from Gordon as the song ended. “Thank you for the dance, Gordon. Please excuse me, I’m going to get some air.”
“Would you like me to join you, Serafina?” His tone suggested she’d be getting more than air if he escorted her.
Strike three, you’re out Gordy. She tried not to show her revulsion.
Much as he’d done moments ago, she hovered close to his ear. “No, Gordon, I’d like a moment alone. And if I have to tell you to call me Fia again, I’ll be doing so while you’re doubled over with my knee against your balls,” she whispered.
She turned and walked away from a slack-jawed Gordon, heading in the opposite direction of the mysterious Adam Wellington.
Whoops. So much for acting like a lady.
 

Lilly Atlas is a contemporary romance author, proud Navy wife, and mother of two spunky girls. By day she works as a physical therapist for a hospital in Virginia. Lilly is an avid romance reader, and expects her Kindle to beg for mercy every time she downloads a new eBook. Thankfully, it hasn’t happened yet, and she can often be found absorbed in a good book.

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A Touch of Lust by Michelle Horst


Title: A Touch of Lust
Author: Michelle Horst
Genre: Adult Romance
Release Date: February 2, 2017 

MILA

The way of the commune is the only way I know. Born into sin, I have to repent daily. 
If we follow the laws of the Brothers, our sins will be forgiven, and they will take us with them to The Promised Land. All I have been taught is that I’m bad, shameful and a whore. 
But, in the deepest part of my heart I can’t help but wonder about life. Is the way of The Order really the only way? 
I listen to the teachings. I watch my sisters as they dutifully do what they’re told.
With every passing day I can feel my faith slipping away. How can I believe in something that feels so wrong? I feel like an outsider. 
I feel like I don’t belong anywhere until I meet Liam. The first man to show me what love is turns out to be just like the rest of them. 
I’m done putting my faith in men. I’ll save myself.
LIAM
Cults – I have this intense hunger for revenge against them. 
Because of them, my sister took her own life. 
Instead of getting my revenge, I get Mila. She changes things. But when I begin to unravel the secrets of her past that revenge comes back. I can’t forgive her for belonging to a cult. I blame her.
There’s only one problem, somehow that love I felt for her is coming back and my hate is turning to lust. 
In the end I’m the one who needs saving.

“Can I just go into hiding and read the rest of this authors books? I really haven’t read enough and reading this book just confirms that.” – Philomena 5 Star Review

“A TOUCH OF LUST: kicks starts us off in ‘Prologue’ and sets us up for a nail biting sit on the edge of your seat kind of read…..” – Kitty Kats Crazy About Books 5 Star Review

“Had the pleasure of beta-reading this wild baby. Highly recommended.” – Author L.J. Shen 5 Star Review

International bestselling author of Predator, The Monster Series and many others. She loves writing anything from Young Adult to Suspense Romance.

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