Lynn Burke's Blog, page 6

#NewRelease #FRIYAY! GOLDEN: THE PRIDE OF PANTHERS 1 by Allyson Young #PNR #Shifters

Golden: The Pride of Panthers 1

Trace da Costa is determined to unite the nomadic and unsocial panther shifters of the Americas in order to add their voice—as a pride—to that of the rest of the world’s shifters. Humans are aware shifters exist which has led to innumerable problems, especially threatening the survival of the solitary big cats. His followers have already embraced the idea of mating and staying together to raise their cubs and when he finds his mate he must convince her of the rationale behind the change in tradition.Aura Maas has no interest in males, aside from the occasional one night stand and even if Trace da Costa is her mate she isn’t willing to give up her lonely lifestyle, having become inured to it at an early age. She is well aware of the risks with no one to have her back and resistant to the idea of being responsible for another—especially a cub or two.But she’s impossibly drawn to Trace and when danger strikes they make a formidable team. Not to mention how great the sex is. She agrees to commit for a month, against her better judgment because her cat has already accepted him and her human side is fighting a losing battle.But there are other forces at work, from traditionalists to hunters and it’s only when she flees on instinct and Trace follows her that she accepts her fate. She is claimed by him—and him by her.
Buy Links: https://www.amazon.com//dp/B07K8QMMTP
Excerpt:
“Where is she?” The tension in his voice betrayed his need.Rock Gideon spoke from the side of his mouth. “Secured in the back room.”His gut clenched as his entire body went on alert. “What do you mean, secured?”“Tied, wrapped, and gagged. Secured. She should be waking up from the injection right about now.”“You drugged and secured my mate.” A stupid man might have missed the dire warning in Trace’s tone. Rock was anything but. Easing up on his elbows, the big male shook his hair from his eyes. Trace held his stare, their beasts close to the surface. The wolf broke first and dropped his gaze for an instant. “It took five of my pack to subdue her. Shade and Blaze are still recovering—in wolf form! It was a fucking bloodbath. Without the injection, you’d still be looking for her, and how I managed to administer that is a mystery.”Despite the damage to Rock’s people, Trace couldn’t help but feel a frisson of arrogance and satisfaction. Aura Maas was worthy of him and his pride. Not that his loosely knit group of panthers were actually a pride, but they were still connected. And he required a mate to help bind them together before their kind faded into the mist. It was his lifelong ambition and one within his grasp.He’d outlived his parents, and his sister… Well, he hadn’t given up hope for Ariana, not yet, but most everyone else had, and it was as if he was the last of his line. And so he was determined to build a larger family, both for safety and longevity of their species.“I apologize for your trouble and offer my regards to your pack. I’ll also increase the prize money.”With a huff, Rock turned back to his beer. His tone was admiring, if grudging. “Whoever tames that cat will have a lifetime of—”Whatever the wolf thought Trace would have with Aura was clearly beyond his ability to describe. Trace hid a smug smile and said, “I’ll see her now.”“Help yourself. Just keep between her and the fucking door once you cut her free.” Rock fished a key out of his shirt pocket. “New deadbolt. And the window is barred. We’ve kept … guests before.”The information gave him pause but for a moment. Whomever Rock kept prisoner or in a way station wasn’t his business. The alpha wolf had a reputation of being on the up and up. Regardless, he didn’t have time to ponder. His mate awaited him.


About the Author:
Allyson Young aka Peri Elizabeth Scott lives in cottage country, Manitoba, Canada where she and her husband pretend to work well together in their seasonal business. She has always enjoyed the written word, and after reading an erotic romance, quite by mistake, decided to try her hand at writing one. That effort was followed by a mix of spicy (Ally) and (sweet) Peribeth romances in various genres as well as a post apocalyptic adventure without a lick of romance by Peribeth. A best selling Amazon author, a hybrid and a co-author, as of October 2018 she has published seven series and several standalones-all available on Amazon-with others in the works.https://www.facebook.com/sweetnspicyauthor/http://allysonyoung.com/

WITHOUT CONDITION IS LIVE! #RomanticSuspense #Erotic #SandyRidgeSeries #HEA #MayDecember

Without ConditionSandy Ridge 3By Lynn BurkeHeat Level: 4Release Date: November 14, 2018


*Be warned: Anal sex, spanking
Nothing but Kayla’s fingers and not-so-trusty vibrator have given her an orgasm in almost a year, and the one man she’s hell-bent on breaking her losing streak hides behind his badge. Detective “Hottie Pants” Ford thwarts her every attempt at seduction, and even though vandalisms, a trashed apartment, and physical assault keeps throwing them together, he refuses to attempt a relationship ever again.She sees past his façade into the man hiding his pain behind unbreakable rules and inflexible conditions, but even after the fiery chemistry between them ignites, she struggles to prove to him she is nothing like the woman who jaded him for life.Heartbroken, Kayla decides on a vacation to help her peace of mind—and ends up at Sandy Ridge. With danger hot on her heels, can the man she turns to first recognize Kayla for who she is? Will he give her the chance she needs to let him know she wants him without condition, before it’s too late?

​PURCHASE LINKS:
Books2Read: https://www.books2read.com/b/bxZXkD
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07K2GCRL4Amazon UK:  https://www.amazon.co.uk/Without-Condition-Sandy-Ridge-Book-ebook/dp/B07K2GCRL4B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/without-condition-lynn-burke/1129805158Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/without-conditioniTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/without-condition/id1440823694Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/904254

ADULT EXCERPT:

Detective Ford’s gaze dropped to her mouth. “I can’t do this again.”“Do what?” Kayla whispered even though he spoke as though to himself.A muscle in his clenched jaw ticked, and it took him a few seconds to answer.“Get involved.”I’m not her, she thought to argue, but what did he know beyond the truth of her life? A rich young woman over ten years his junior whose daddy spoiled her rotten… Thinking he might turn on his heel and walk out without her even getting a chance to taste his lips twisted Kayla’s stomach.“I don’t want a house and the picket fence, Detective.” The words spilled from her.“Jacob,” he murmured, his gaze still on her lips.“I don’t dream about rainbows and unicorns, Jacob,” Kayla whispered, her mind set on having him, giving her more boldness than usual. “I dream about your skin pressed against mine. Your mouth on my body, giving me what I want.”He blinked, his gaze jerking up to her eyes, and he lifted his chin just enough, it felt as though he peered down at her. “Tell me what you want, Kayla.”Alpha and commanding… yes, please. Emboldened, Kayla looked up at him through her lashes.“I want you to fuck me.”Jacob worked his jaw and thank fuck, lust rose to shimmer in his eyes.“I’m not a gentle man.”“I don’t want gentle.”“I don’t do the cuddle and pillow talk bullshit after fucking a woman.”All in, Kayla wasn’t about to hold back.“Can’t cuddle and pillow talk if you bend me over the table in the back room.”The man didn’t even flinch. “Conflict of interest, then.”Kayla huffed a snort and dropped her arms, determined to win her way into the damn man’s slacks. She approached on trembling legs, her heartbeat pounding in her chest. His gray striped tie beckoned to her, and she slid the material between two fingers, trailing downward until she reached the end. Her fingertips rested on his belt buckle, and she lifted her gaze.“Bullshit excuses,” she whispered.His breath left in a rush, fanning her face with the scent of wintergreen.“Kayla…”“Jacob.” She quirked the corner of her lip.War raged in his eyes, tensing his body looming over hers. That jaded, he probably hadn’t been intimate with too many women since his ex.“Can I touch you?” she asked, breathless as hell and soaked through the bit of satin covering her throbbing pussy. Kayla slowly slid her hand downward, and when Jacob didn’t stop her, she found his cock, hard and heavy along his left thigh.“You want me.”His lips pursed, and Kayla squeezed his impressive girth, drawing a groan from his chest deep enough his mouth parted.“Yes.” The whispered confession left his lips, and he grabbed her, yanking her full against his body. He crushed his mouth to hers before her held breath escaped, his soft yet demanding lips spinning her head. One hand fisted in her hair, Jacob tilted her head, thrusting his tongue between her lips.Kayla moaned and sagged against him as his tongue swept along hers, tasting and devouring exactly as she’d hoped. © Lynn Burke 2018
OTHER TITLES IN THIS SERIES:

Without Reservation #1
Without Hesitation #2
 ABOUT LYNN BURKE:

Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.Website: https://www.authorlynnburke.com/Blog: http://authorlynnburke.blogspot.com/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Author-Lynn-Burke-555282497937461/Twitter: https://twitter.com/AuthorLynnBurkeInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/authorlynnburke/Tumblr: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/authorlynnburkeBookBub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/lynn-burke

Casey Come Home by Samantha Winston is now available!

 
Casey Come Home by Samantha WinstonCasey goes to Italy to escape her grief, but she meets soccer star Alessandro...Casey goes to Italy to try to forget her husband's tragic death. She doesn't mean to fall in love, but then she meets Alessandro, a fabulously wealthy and charming Italian soccer sensation, and sparks fly. However, Alessandro's fans are against her, and life with a celebrity suddenly turns into a nightmare. Worse still, photographers stalk them during even their most intimate moments. Alessandro is vibrant, intellectual, and desperately sexy. When they’re together, everything is perfect, but Casey wants a quiet life. Alessandro is a star and his fans are many...and vocal. Will these two different people be able to save a romance that they both need but never thought they would find?What can I saw about this book? That it's one of my all time favorite romances - one of the first books I poured my heart into. I love this story on so many levels - it is tender, yet passionate. It brings two very different people together - they have nothing in common, and that is a recurring theme in my stories. In "A Polo Passion", the difference is less marked - both protagonists are young, inexperienced in love, and although from different backgrounds, Juan and Rennie are basically the same - and they find each other like magnets. With "Casey Come Home",  Casey and Alessandro come from worlds apart. They are older, have had more experience (and heartbreak) in love, and the people around them conspire to keep them apart. They find out who their real friends are, and where their real lives should be. They are not "fortune's fools", as Shakespeare would have it - no, these characters fall in love, but keep their heads and their hearts. Only when it's clear they they cannot possibly live without each other, do they find a way to be together. Alessandro is one of the most endearing hero I ever created - read this story, and let me know what you think!Excerpt:“I’m not letting you go,” said Alessandro leaning forward. “I won’t.”Casey looked at him. Her heart seemed to be thumping so hard her chest shook with each beat. “I don’t want you to,” she said. A prickle ran up and down her arms. A breeze could pick her up and carry her away. For the first time since David had died, there was a spark of warmth in her heart. She wanted to laugh aloud, or weep. She wasn’t sure which, but it was a feeling of being alive and she reveled in it.“Your cheeks are glowing,” he told her.“It’s because of you,” she said. “I think…” She blushed even harder.“Yes?” His grin was infectious and Casey found herself grinning too.“I think I like you, Alessandro Sottini, and I’m glad you decided to give me a second chance for the interview.”“Oh.” His face fell. “The interview. I forgot all about that.” He looked at her, but his eyes no longer held their spark of fun. “Is that the only reason you came to dinner tonight?”“I have to admit, it was,” said Casey. She sighed and tilted her head. “I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings. The only reason I came to dinner was to interview you. But I’m finding more reasons to stay,” she told him.He gave her a brilliant smile. “Really?”“Do you need to ask?” Casey peered at him. “No, don’t answer that question. I’m sorry. It’s just that you put me off balance. I didn’t expect you to be…well, as you are,” she finished with a shrug.Alessandro stared at her with his uncanny, amber eyes. His lashes made spiky shadows on his high cheekbones. He didn’t smile. Instead he reached across the table again and took her hand. “When I touch you, I feel something I’ve never felt before,” he said almost to himself. “When I saw you, my heart nearly stopped beating. I’ve never had to beg a woman to go out with me—usually they are throwing themselves at my feet. But I was ready to beg for you.”
 
To buy link: https://www.totallybound.com/book/cas... of my sports based books at Totally Bound: https://www.totallybound.com/index.ph... Line (car racing)Ranger's Woman (sailing)A Polo Passion (polo)Caset Come Home (soccer)

Misadventures with a Professor from Sierra Simone is now available!! #Contemporary #Romance

Book: Misadventures with a ProfessorAuthor: Sierra SimonePart of the Misadventures Series by Waterhouse PressGenre: Contemporary Romance ***MISADVENTURES ARE STANDALONE ROMANCES THAT CAN BE READ IN ANY ORDER*** Add to your TBR - GoodreadsSynopsisZandy Lynch never planned on going to grad school a virgin. So when her professor father finds her a job abroad as a research assistant the summer before she starts her master’s program, she sees her chance. She’s got one night in London to lose her V-card to a Mr. Darcy lookalike before she has to join some ancient professor in the country...****Misadventures is a romantic series of spicy standalone novels, each written or co-written by some of the best names in romance. The stories are scandalous, refreshing, and, of course, incredibly sexy. They’re the perfect bedside read, a ‘quick blush’ for the reader who loves a page-turning romance.Buy the Book Kindle                            Print Nook iBooks                         Google Play Kobo Meet the AuthorSierra is a voracious reader of all things including the smuttiest smut, young adult, piles of non-fiction for research, and everything Bill Bryson (especially on audio).She loves writing the dirtiest things that she can think of, King Arthur, sparkling water, Tarot, coffee, leggings, and learning new words daily. Her previous jobs have included firing ceramics, teaching living history lessons in one-room school house in full, 1908-approved school marm attire, and working as a librarian for several years—not in that order She lives in the Kansas City area with her hot cop husband, two children, and two giant dogs. (And two cats, but they're so naughty we don't talk about them.) The social media she cares about the most are Spotify and (her very very NSFW) Tumblr. Following her in those places is a true love language, indeed.

The Beast in a Suit by Elena Kincaid is now available!

The Beast In A Suit (A Contemporary Tale)By: Elena Kincaid

BLURB:
She’s no damsel. He’s no prince. Can their love still be strength enough to save them both?
Twenty years later, and the hole inside Emeline’s soul only got bigger, mourning the loss of her mother and brother and what could have been. A stranger comes along with changes to a career she loves, but will it be for the better and will he end up changing her, too?
Adam has been closed off to the world for nearly two decades, existing but not living. He doesn’t even realize the shell of a man he’s become until a woman he’s slowly falling for makes him examine his own reflection.
A modern twist on a classic tale filled with desire, passion, and one dangerous obsession. 



BUY LINKS:
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07K39R16REvernight: https://www.evernightpublishing.com/the-beast-in-a-suit-by-elena-kincaid/Bookstrand: https://www.bookstrand.com/the-beast-in-a-suit-mfBarnes & Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-beast-in-a-suit-elena-kincaid/1129808223



 EXCERPT:
“You’re firing me?”“Of course not,” he replied adamantly, finally turning to face her. “I meant what I said before. You’re very valuable to this company and you’ve more than proven it. I also meant it when I told you that you would do great on your own. I don’t want you to leave.” He took her hand in his. “I want nothing more than for you stay, but I don’t want to hold you hostage. That was unfair of me. Please, forgive me.”The truth was, she had forgotten about his threat. With the way he turned the company around along with giving her his friendship, not to mention the fact that she was in love with him, she was happy there again. She hadn’t thought about quitting or about going out on her own. The fact that he remembered and was apologizing for it and even willing to let her go without any repercussions stunned her. She had already forgiven him a while ago.She watched a sly smile form on his lips, a devilish gleam in his eye. “No one should have to work for an asshole.”“Good thing I no longer think of you as an asshole.” She glanced down at their joined hands. “I would like to stay.”“You would?” He sounded surprised, hopeful even, and the look on his face confirmed it when she raised her head.“And what about you, Adam?” she asked. “Do you intend to stay?” She knew it was a premature question, given the fact that it would be some time before he could present a tempting sale, but she felt like she needed to know if he even considered the possibility of actually keeping the company and running it himself.He reached out and toyed with a strand of her hair. “I’d gotten so used to working with soulless corporations, people who wouldn’t hesitate to stab each other in the back. I guess you can say I’m pleasantly surprised. Publishing Enchanted is more than a company. It’s a family.”“You’re part of it now.”“And I don’t think I want to give that up.” He let go of her hair and brushed his knuckles down her cheek. “I have too many reasons to stay.”They were so close now, their faces mere inches apart. Emeline couldn’t even remember how they had gotten there, but now she only wanted to be closer. “Adam,” she whispered, right before he closed the final distance between them and kissed her.His kiss was soft, tentative at first, as if gauging her reaction, but when she wrapped her arms around him, he deepened it, moaning into her mouth as their tongues finally met and entwined. Finally, she got her wish and fisted her hand in his thick locks. His hair was soft, just as she’d imagined. Even his beard was soft against her skin. And God, he was such a great kisser, exploring her mouth thoroughly, lips and tongues feverishly connecting.It was her turn to moan when he pulled her onto his lap and his hands began to roam down her back, her arms, and skimming down the sides of her breasts. He stopped kissing her lips long enough to move down to her jaw, her neck, and then all the way down to that deep V in the center of her cleavage, eliciting another, much louder, moan from her. She was so lost in him, she hadn’t even realized at first that they were no longer moving, had no idea when they had stopped. Adam took notice of it, too, and paused his attentions to her. They were both panting as they stared at one another, and this time it was Emeline who leaned in and kissed him. She whispered, “Stay,” against his lips, the ache inside her for him too great to be able to part with him.He practically growled in response and the two of them poured months of longing into their next kiss. “I’m going to devour every single inch of you,” he said.Yes, please! 



BIO:
Elena Kincaid is an award-winning and Amazon best-selling author. She writes Paranormal and Contemporary Romances with alpha males who stop at nothing to protect their women, heroines who are anything but damsels in distress, and stories where the only love worth fighting for is the forever kind of love. She was born in Ukraine and raised in New York, where she currently lives with her daughter. Her desk is constantly cluttered with journals, sticky notes, and torn-out pieces of paper full of ideas. When not working, Elena loves to spend time with her family, travel the globe, curl up with a good book, and catch up on her shows.
STALK HER IN ALL THE RIGHT PLACES:
Blog: http://elenakincaid.blogspot.com/Website: http://www.elenakincaid.com/Twitter: https://twitter.com/elenakincaid1FB Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/elenakincaidthreeAmazon: http://www.amazon.com/Elena-Kincaid/e/B011IOY3KEGoodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7060236.Elena_KincaidStreet Team: https://www.facebook.com/groups/SMEstreetteam/Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/elenakincaid/Newsletter: http://eepurl.com/dlrLFzYoutube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCIxZQdZPqoNPTPMi03LrbKQ

#NewRelease #FriYAY! CHANTS TO PERSEPHOE by Jennifer Maccaire #Fantasy

   Chants to Persephoneby Jennifer Macaire

In the fifth book in the Time For Alexander series, the Thief of Souls has stolen Alexander's soul, and the druids have foretold the end of their world and have raised an army to kidnap Paul. They mean to stop Rome from invading Gaul and thus change the course of time. Meanwhile, an oracle tells Alexander and Ashley they must go to the Land of the Eaters of the Dead. Paul has stowed away on their ship, and Nearchus has decided that now is the time to profess his love to Alexander. To further complicate things, Charidmus, an old foe of Alexander's, recognizes him and realizes he hasn't died. Ashley knows she must stop the druids, find the Thief of Souls, keep Charidemus quiet, somehow get Nearchus out of their bed, and time back on track - or the Time Senders are going to have a fit. There's also a small matter of a human sacrifice with Alexander as the chosen victim. What's a time traveller to do?



 ‘Who is Voltarrix, and what is a thief of souls?’ I asked Yovanix, the Gallic slave who had joined us on our voyage.

‘In Celtic myth, it’s a druid who can steal souls.’ He made a face. ‘I’m not explaining this very well. I’m not Celt you see. But if Anoramix was afraid of him, I would be frightened too. Anoramix was never afraid of anything, not even death. There’s one last thing I should tell you.’ He licked his lips nervously. ‘Selena told me never to trust you. She said you were really Persephone, the Queen of Ice and Darkness, and that your heart was like a stone.’

‘She was still upset about Anoramix,’ I said uncertainly.

‘She blamed you for his death and wanted revenge. She forbade me to tell you that Voltarrix is still seeking Paul. She said that Paul would never be safe, and that no one could protect him.’

‘What does he want with Paul?’

Yovanix spoke as if weighing his words. ‘If it’s true Iskander lost his soul, I think I know why. If Voltarrix captured Paul and put Iskander’s soul in his body, can you imagine what would happen? Paul can no longer call the moon, but he can grow up to lead an army. The Druids are starting to feel the end of their world approaching. They speak of only one thing now; stopping the Romans before it’s too late. Some think it’s already too late. Voltarrix is one of the old ones who believe that time can be twisted.’

‘Twisted?’ I echoed. My voice sounded odd.

‘The druids believe that time can be changed, like a river’s course. They can change it, slow it, or speed it up. With enough work, they can even make it flow backward. Time is the foundation of the druid’s religion’

It was starting to make sense. Time. The Aztecs had foreseen the date their empire would topple, and they had tried to turn back time with their ceremonies. Nothing had worked for them. Nothing would work for the druids. The Romans would take over and usher in the modern world. Unless a boy, who never should have been born, somehow changed time.

It was conceivable – there were still two hundred years. After that, nothing would halt the inexorable march of the Roman Empire and the event that changed the world; the birth of Christ.

But suppose the druids somehow managed to unite the Norsemen, Celts, and Gauls against the Romans? What if Paul were somehow the catalyst? Paul – with Iskander’s soul.

I took a deep breath. I would have to think about this. There were three people in the world who should never have been born: Paul, Chiron, and Cleopatra – and I was not supposed to be in this time or place. Anyone of us could, conceivably, change the world. A butterfly’s wings indeed.

 Jennifer Macaire is an American living in Paris. She likes to read, eat chocolate, and plays a mean game of golf. She grew up in upstate New York, Samoa, and the Virgin Islands. She graduated from St Peter and Paul High School in St Thomas and moved to NYC where she modelled for five years for Elite. She went to France and met her husband at the polo club. All that is true. But she mostly likes to make up stories..





Links to buy:   getbook.at/Persephone

New Release! SCRATCH, Devil's Boneyard #MCRomance #NA #SilverFox

He just wanted to give the struggling single mom a hand up. He never thought he’d fall for her.

Publisher: Changeling Press Cover Artist: Bryan Keller Genres/Themes: Contemporary, New Adult, Silver Fox (older hero), MC Romance
Clarity – I’ve been on my own since I was sixteen, and I’ve fought tooth and nail to make a life for myself and the son I never planned to have. Caleb is my entire world, despite the circumstances of his birth. Being homeless a second time certainly hadn’t been in my life plans, so when a gruff yet sexy biker offers a bit of help, how can I possibly say no? Doesn’t hurt that the older man is easy on the eyes, and he’s so good with Caleb. I’d thought I wasn’t able to trust anyone ever again, but looking into his eyes, I know deep down he’d never hurt us. It just never occurred to me that I’d fall completely in love with him.
Scratch – The young woman and kid I find sleeping outside of my club’s chop shop make me feel things I shouldn’t. Hell, she’s younger than my damn daughter, but it’s obvious she’s been to hell and back, and she’s still fighting. There’s fire in her soul, but the gentle way she treats her son leaves me wanting things I shouldn’t. Like a new chance at a family. What the hell would she want with a man thirty years older than her? When I took her home with me, I never counted on wanting to keep her. I’ll slay her demons, bury the monsters from her past, and then I’ll do the one thing I thought I’d never do… claim an old lady, then make her my wife.
WARNING: Contains anal sex, bad language, and scorching hot scenes between an older man and much younger woman. There are abuse themes that may make some people uncomfortable.
Coming November 2018 from Changeling Press
Pre-Order for November 9th at:  Amazon  /  B&N  /  iTunes  /  Kobo



All rights reserved. 
Copyright ©2018 Harley Wylde


An auto repair shop was just a few more steps away, with a large enough doorway that Caleb and I could hide in the shadows and get some sleep. I checked the hours on the window and saw it wouldn’t be open for at least five more hours, which meant I could rest a little. I’d learned to sleep lightly, so that I’d wake up at the first sign of trouble, or whenever Caleb stirred. I was always scared I’d sleep so hard that he’d wander off and I’d never see him again. Hunkering down into the corner of the doorway, I settled Caleb on my lap and used my backpack as a pillow. My son snuggled against me and closed his eyes.
I didn’t think I’d been asleep for more than an hour when I heard a loud rumble. My eyes opened as a single headlight focused on us, making it hard for me to see. I held a hand up to my face, and shielded Caleb with the other. The light stayed on, but I could barely make out a shadowy figure dismounting from what I’d figured out was a motorcycle. The man approached and loomed over us.
“This is private property,” he said, his voice deep and raspy.
“I’m sorry. We’ll go,” I said, struggling to stand.
I could feel his gaze raking over me. I managed to get to my feet without stumbling, got my backpack straps over my shoulders, then hefted Caleb into my arms.
“Where are you going to go?” he asked.
“Doesn’t matter. I’m sorry we trespassed,” I said. I hitched my backpack a little higher over my shoulder and clutched Caleb to me. I tried to step around the large man, but he reached out and placed a hand on my shoulder.
I froze under that touch, tensing and waiting to see what would happen. Is this where he offered me a place to sleep in exchange for the use of my body? Wouldn’t be the first time I’d had that offer made to me, and I doubted it would be the last. I would do anything for my baby to have a place to rest and food to eat, or nearly anything. We’d struggled and things were bad, but I didn’t think I could handle having strange men touch me. Not after Caleb’s dad, or more like sperm donor. I didn’t think he would come after Caleb, even if he knew my baby existed, but I’d decided not to take any chances. Thankfully, I hadn’t seen him since we’d left. For all I knew, he wasn’t even in town anymore.
“Christ, you don’t even look old enough to have a kid,” he muttered.
My chin raised a notch. “I’m nineteen. Well, almost nineteen. Not that it’s any business of yours.”
I saw a flash of white teeth as he smiled in the darkness. “All grown up then, aren’t you? Eighteen, nearly nineteen, and think you know everything I bet. Why are you sleeping in the doorway of my business?”
I glanced behind me before facing him again. “I told you we didn’t mean to trespass.”
“That doesn’t answer my question.”
“We didn’t have anywhere else to go,” I admitted softly, my arms tightening around my son.
“There’s a lot of expensive equipment in there. Going to steal anything?” he asked.
I felt fire ignite inside me and I clenched my teeth a moment. I might be broke, but I wasn’t a thief!
“No!”
“Come on.” He walked up to the doorway I’d just vacated, then he unlocked the front door and pushed it open.
I hesitated. I didn’t know if I could trust him, and figured my chances were better out here in the open than inside, but what if he was going to offer food for Caleb? Or maybe there was a couch in the waiting room and he’d let my baby rest there for an hour or two. It was an opportunity I couldn’t pass up, but at the first sign he was going to be a perv, I was out of there.
I stepped inside as he flipped on the lights, and I blinked at how bright they were. There was a beat-up leather couch with duct tape holding it together, and a scarred table with a few magazines on top. But the man didn’t stop in the front room. He kept going, so I followed at a slight distance. If I needed to run, I wanted a head start.
He entered a small, cluttered office and turned on a lamp. It glowed softly, the light dim, but there was a huge couch on one wall that looked a little too inviting with its overstuffed arms. It was leather, but unlike the one out front, it didn’t have so much as a scratch on it that I could see. The man pulled a blanket off the back and motioned toward the couch.
“You can rest here a while. I can either lock you in and reset the alarm, or I can stay until you’ve had a chance to rest. I’ll leave it up to you. But know that if you steal so much as one thing, I will track you down,” the man said.



   
About Harley Wylde:Harley’s other half would probably say those words describe her, but they also describe her books. When Harley is writing, her motto is the hotter the better. Off the charts sex, commanding men, and the women who can’t deny them. If you want men who talk dirty, are sexy as hell, and take what they want, then you’ve come to the right place.
You can follow Harley on her website, Amazon, Twitter, or Facebook. Get New Release notifications (for US readers) by following Harley on BookBub! Want to talk more about the Dixie Reapers or other Harley books? Join the Wyldlings on Facebook!
Harley’s Books at iTunesHarley’s Books at Barnes & NobleHarley’s Books at KoboHarley’s Books at Amazon Harley at Changeling Press

#NewRelease #FriYAY! SHERIFF'S WANTON VIRGIN by Paige Warren!

Now available in audiobook! Sheriff’s Wanton VirginAuthor: Paige WarrenNarrator: Miranda MendiusNew Adult, Contemporary, May/December Romance2 hours listening timeAbout the book:Jilly

He’s everything I’ve ever wanted, and he’s completely forbidden. I’ve been in love with my dad’s best friend since I turned five; he gave me a tiara and called me his little princess. Except, I don’t want to be his princess anymore. I want to be his queen.
I’ve taken a job at the sheriff’s department, just to be under his nose. I’ll wear my shortest skirts and my tightest shirts, and I will do whatever it damn well takes to get the sexy sheriff to notice me. Interoffice romance is frowned upon, but some rules are made to be broken.
Joshua

When I walked into my office and saw the most luscious ass I’ve ever laid eyes on, the first thing I wanted to do was get under that skirt and inside her as fast as I could. And that’s precisely what I did.Then her dad showed up and greeted his precious baby girl.
I’m well and truly fucked now. Not only did I claim the virginity of my best friend’s daughter, but I plan to take her again…and again…and again. She may be twenty years younger than me, but damn if I don’t feel eighteen again when Jilly is around.
No cliffhanger, no cheating, dual POV, HEA   


Audio Sample: https://soundcloud.com/miranda-mendius/a-taste-sheriffs-wanton-virgin  
Purchase on Audible in: United States / United Kingdom / France / GermanyAlso available at Amazon and iTunes



About Author Paige Warren:

Award-winning author Paige Warren spends her days weaving tales about alpha males and the women who love them. There’s nothing hotter than a man in tight Wranglers, dog tags (especially if he’s ONLY wearing dog tags!), or bad boys covered in ink. When Paige isn’t creating romantic tales, she enjoys reading and watching movies – romances, of course. If you see her out in the wild, you’ll most likely find her at Starbucks, sipping a white mocha with a distant look in her eyes as she figures out the right wording for the next scene in her latest book.
Find Paige on:  Facebook / Twitter / Instagram / Amazon / BookBub

About Narrator Miranda Mendius:
Miranda Mendius is a voice actress/narrator specializing in romance and erotica.  When she’s not falling in love with yet another leading man in her latest read, she can often be found browsing naughty posts on Twitter, scouting the gym for the hottest ass,  practicing yoga or upgrading her 3D printer.

WITHOUT HESITATION, Sandy Ridge 2, is now available! #Contemporary #Romance

Without HesitationSandy Ridge 2By Lynn BurkeHeat Level: 3Release Date: October 24, 2018ASIN: B07J5QBK4Z
Keywords: Contemporary, Romance, Series, HEA, Novella

Dumped like a bag of misshapen clay four months before her wedding, grade-school art teacher Mindy Hughson has no intention of opening her heart to anyone ever again. Hookups and one-night-stands fill the ache of abandonment—but still leave her wanting.​Attempting to find peace from the shattered pieces of her past, Mindy returns to Sandy Ridge where she's drawn to the cabin’s owner, Gage Hart. A carefree fling with a ripped hunk of fuck-a-licious beefsteak is just what she needs to fill the emptiness she feels inside. But Gage's sexy smirk, lone dimple, and deep stare demand more than just the press of her body against his. He wants her love. With his mere presence threatening her resolve to keep things simple, will the pain of her past force her to flee? Or will Mindy dare to open her heart to Gage without hesitation?

​PURCHASE LINKS:
Books2Read: https://books2read.com/u/m2vy87
Amazon: amzn.to/2OSR7K7​Amazon UK: amzn.to/2A37PhASmashwords: bit.ly/2QCOaumBarnes & Noble: bit.ly/2ycJapqKobo: https://bit.ly/2Ca7QSuiTunes: https://apple.co/2NAhvnp
ADULT EXCERPT: Mindy lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist, uncaring of the fact her dress rode up, and they stood in a public parking lot. Enough shadow hid her from view, she expected, and if not, she hoped whoever glanced at them enjoyed the show.The hard ridge of Gage’s cock pressed against her, and the slow gyrating of his hips and thrusting tongue brought a gasp to her lips.“Keep that hip action up,” she said as he kissed along her jaw, “and I’m going to come.”“Hot and bothered, huh?” he whispered in her ear, his hot breath sending tingles along her spine.“I want you.”“I can’t keep my mind off of you, Mindy. Goddamnit.” Gage returned his lips to hers and slid a hand between them. He groaned as his fingertips rubbed along the wet silk separating their skin. “You’re fucking soaked.”She wiggled against his hand with a moan. “I’m soaked because of you. I’ve never wanted a man like this before.”“You’re like a drug…”“This craving is driving me insane…”He stared down into her eyes as his finger toyed with the edge of her panties against the inside of her thigh“Touch me, Gage.”He shut his eyes. Swallowed. With a groan, he slid his fingers beneath the edge of her panties and stroked up through her wetness. “I want you to come on my hand,” he whispered and leaned down, brushing his lips over hers. “I want your cum dripping off my fingers.”She moaned and tipped her head back against the window as he slid his finger deep inside of her throbbing pussy. His thumb brushed over her clit, and she gasped, her body bucking against him.Gage pressed in with a second finger and rubbed across her hard nub. “Come for me, baby.” He captured her lips, and Mindy’s climax ripped through her, his mouth muting her cries.Her pussy clamped down on this thrusting fingers, trying to pull him deeper.Not enough…She whimpered while thrusting to meet him. “Need you,” she gasped, pulling her mouth away from him.“Fuck.” Gage growled and bit her collarbone while flicking over her clit again.“Oh, God!” A second climax rippled over Mindy, and she sucked in her lower lip to keep her groans contained.Gage lifted his hand and licked his fingers clean as she panted for breath, her legs still wrapped tight around him. “You’re the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted.”Another rush of arousal swept over Mindy. “I want your cock inside of me, Gage.”“Goddamn, the way you talk.”They peered at each other in the darkness, and an ache Mindy recognized clenched her chest. Fucking only, she reminded herself, pushing the feeling away and lowering her wobbly legs.“Let’s get back to the cabin before I beg to ride you right here in this truck.”Gage groaned again and stepped back, adjusting himself through his jeans. “Don’t know if I can wait that long.”“Get in the truck.”A smirk brought out his dimple, and he pulled open her door, grabbed her purse, and ushered her up into the cab. He slammed the door and rounded the truck, and the second he climbed in, Mindy got onto her knees and reached over the console, her fingers fumbling with his jeans.Gage slid the driver seat back all the way and took over, his steady hands making short work of unbuttoning his jeans and jerking them down off his hips. He slid his hand down his length, and Mindy bit down on her lip while grabbing a condom from her purse.She climbed over the console, settling her knees on either side of his hips, and he reached for the condom. “Let me,” she whispered, wiping her thumb over the bead of pre-cum at his tip.Gage tipped his head back against the headrest, grasping his base and holding his cock out toward her.She stuck her thumb in her mouth, sucking the salty taste off with a small moan. “If there was more room in this truck…”“Fuck,” he groaned in response, another bead rising to replace the one she’d tasted. “Hurry up before I blow my fucking load all over this pretty dress of yours.”With a small laugh, Mindy rolled the condom down over his length and shifted closer.“You still have your damn panties on,” he said with a growl while grasping her hips.Mindy reached between them and slid them to the side to rub her wet folds along his straining cock. “Nothing better than a panties-to-the-side quickie in the front seat of a truck,” she said and lifted her hips up.
© Lynn Burke 2018

Other Books in this series:
Without Reservation, Sandy Ridge 1
​PURCHASE LINKS:
Amazon: www.amazon.com/dp/B07H1G28PX 
Amazon UK: www.amazon.co.uk/Without-Reservation-Sandy-Ridge-Book-ebook/dp/B07H1G28PX
B&N: www.barnesandnoble.com/w/without-reservation-lynn-burke/1129453503
Kobo: www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/without-reservation 
Smashwords: www.smashwords.com/books/view/892828  ABOUT LYNN BURKE:
Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.Website: https://www.authorlynnburke.com/Blog: http://authorlynnburke.blogspot.com/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Author-Lynn-Burke-555282497937461/Twitter: https://twitter.com/AuthorLynnBurkeInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/authorlynnburke/Tumblr: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/authorlynnburkeBookBub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/lynn-burke

Sneak Peek Sunday: HIGH-RISK FEVER a #Menage #Erotica by Lea Bronsen #Excerpt

 
  Two young and indecently handsome bicyclists visit a village in the French Alps during the summer holidays. Forced by a raging storm to spend the night at the local bed & breakfast, they invade the quiet lives of hostess Anne and her husband, Brian. A power outage plunges the foursome into darkness, encouraging new liaisons to form, life-long secrets to be unveiled, and steamy lessons to be learned. But once the storm moves on, can the four find a balance and resume their normal lives?

    **Note: This is the Second Edition of the book previously published in 2014, with a new cover and an additional hot and super emotional chapter**  
Available fromBooks2Read / Amazon.com / Amazon.uk / Barnes & Noble / Kobo / Apple iTunes / Smashwords
Get the print edition on AmazonAdd the book to your shelf on GoodreadsSee photos that inspired me to write the book on Pinterest 
Excerpt Confident she was invisible in her dark corner of the living room, Anne silently descended the stairs one after the other with steps as soft as cat paws. At the bottom, she bent her head to see the scene unfolding at the other side.Atop the coffee table, a white candle burned next to a bottle and a glass, creating a romantic atmosphere. Behind the swirling flame, the two young bicyclists sat close together on the bordeaux couch, dressed in pullovers and sweatpants, entangled. Gentle candlelight caressed their smiling faces as they stared into each other’s eyes, murmuring words Anne couldn’t hear, and…uh…kissing.The truth hit her like a slap in the face. So that explained Todd’s hostile behavior in the kitchen, when she was talking to his lover, apparently. He thought Micaela was hitting on her!Well, he had been.An array of contradictory feelings assaulted her. She closed her eyes and sat on the stair. This was voyeurism, secretly witnessing two people’s intimacy. Jealousy and deceit, too, as a little earlier, she was the one Micaela attempted to seduce. That, and shock, because she had never before seen two men—Low moans made her open her eyes again.The guys were sharing wet, open-mouthed kisses, and fondling each other’s chests and stomachs beneath the pullovers.Whispering something into Micaela’s ear, Todd snuck a hand down to his own pants, leaned back, and pulled out his fully erect cock.Oh, God.Anne stared in disbelief. This was getting seriously pornographic!Smiling, Micaela moved a hand to Todd’s huge erection, grabbed it at the base, and leaned forward until close enough to touch its head with his half-open lips. His long, black locks slid down his shoulders, glowing in the soft light.With a guttural sound of excitement, Todd closed his eyes, moved his hand to the other man’s shoulder, and stroked him.Micaela opened his mouth and licked the tip of the thick shaft, letting his tongue glide around in playful circles before taking the length deep into his throat.In response, Todd threw his blond head back against the couch, arched eager hips to meet Micaela’s sucking, and groaned. “Oh fuck, man.” He laughed.Paralyzed, Anne blinked before shaking from her daze. She couldn’t watch this strictly private moment between two other people. Besides, at any moment, Todd could open his eyes and notice her sitting on the stairs. Then, what?Encouraging his lover with his hand, Todd laughed again, and gasped.All right, let’s get out of here.Careful not to make any abrupt movements, she stood and retreated up the wooden steps, holding her breath—but the next stair gave a small, treacherous creak under her weight.Oh, no.The sound sent icy fear through her from top to toe, and the hair on her neck stood. She imagined the clank echoing between walls in the darkened living room. Frozen, she held her breath and tried to detect any sound above the heavy rain hitting the asphalt outside. A voice, a gasp of shock, something.But, no, complete silence lingered behind her.Maybe they hadn’t heard the noise, and she could walk up the stairs pretending nothing had happened. Or….Curiosity gnawed at her. She needed to look, wanted to know for sure.Inch by inch, she turned, careful not to make the step squeak again. She bent her knees to see underneath the ceiling and gazed at the guys on the couch.Behind the dancing candlelight, Todd’s emerald eyes were wide and set on her.Her heart jumped.Fuck, fuck, fuck.She loathed it, loathed herself.Meanwhile, Micaela’s head kept bobbing up and down in his lover’s lap, oblivious to her gaze.Nausea tightened her stomach as she stared, holding Todd’s look. Sweat formed under her armpits, and cold droplets glided down her torso, meeting the waistband of her pants.She couldn’t define what his steady, intelligent eyes were stating. In the dark, the flickering candle flame reflected his pupils, but he didn’t blink once. Maybe he just didn’t mind her seeing him getting sucked by another man.She needed to leave.The same moment she made up her mind to turn around, he threw his head against the back of the couch and closed his eyes. A long groan of pleasure escaped his parted lips. Arching his whole body, he grabbed a fistful of Micaela’s long, black hair and yanked backward.The Italian gave a throaty chuckle, but didn’t stop. As if encouraged, he moved his hand from the base of Todd’s erection to beneath the waistband and inside his pants. Though she couldn’t see him, she knew he was cupping Todd’s balls and fondling them, all the while expertly working his lips and mouth on the hard cock.Pulling harder at Micaela’s hair, Todd grimaced and began to groan in rhythm.His imminent release transfixed her. Heat filled her lower stomach. Jesus. She swayed on the stairs and leaned against the wall to steady herself.Micaela brought his other hand to Todd’s engorged cock. With a playful grin, he withdrew his mouth and kept it open above the tip while giving it short, vigorous strokes.A few more seconds of pumping, and then came his reward. Todd pressed his hips upward with a growl, and long rushes of thick white liquid ejaculated from his cock into Micaela’s open mouth. As he swallowed, more semen ran down alongside the cock’s head and over his fingers, glistening in the candlelight.Growling a last time, Todd let go of his lover’s hair and covered his grimacing face with trembling hands. "Oh, my fucking God.” He breathed hard.Indeed.
Copyright @ 2018 Lea BronsenAbout the author
 


Lea Bronsen likes her reads hot, fast, and edgy, and strives to give her own stories the same intensity. After venturing into dirty inner-city crime drama with her debut novel Wild Hearted, she divides her writing time between psychological thriller, romantic suspense, and dark erotic romance.  


Meet Lea Bronsen onWebsite / Blog / Facebook / Twitter / Instagram / Goodreads / Amazon / Pinterest