K.L. Donn's Blog, page 6

Author Interview

I am so thrilled to bring something new to you guys! Author interviews have always been fun for me so naturally I'm giving it to YOU!At the beginning of each month, I'll interview a new author for you to get to know and love!For February we have the lovely AJ Alexander and she is bringing the hotness with her brand new series releasing later this month!Welcome AJ, I'm so excited to have you with us! Are you ready to give an in depth look at your writing?Tell us a bit about you! AJ Alexander is a wannabe psychologist, writer, and author of the recently completed, Odd Jobs Series. AJ’s passion is writing angst-filled, happily ever afters that have to be earned by her characters. Women with no backbone need not apply. AJ uses sarcasm and an unlimited supply of song lyrics to bring her romance novels to life. AJ lives in the angst capital of the world, Seattle Washington with her own personal knight in shining armor and her two beautiful girls.Who or what inspired you to write? Dylan Allen and Kennedy Ryan. These two ladies are who I want to be. The type of woman I teach my daughter's to strive to become.If you could have dinner with any 3 authors (dead or alive) who would you choose and what would you like to talk to them about? Jane Austen, Edgar Allen Poe and Kennedy Ryan. How it is to be a minority writer (genee, gender, and race) as well as how do you maintain your individuality when everyone is demanding you confirm.If you could recommend one book of yours to a new reader, which would you choose? Why? Save Me. Honestly because it was the hardest for me to write while also the one I keep closest to my heart.Which of your characters do you relate to most? Or which is most similar to your personality? Avery from the SEAL'ed series, minus the same sex relationship part. Mainly because I based her off of me lol. She is loud, acts on impulse, is fiercely loyal to a fault, and doesn't take shit from anyone.What’s your favourite book you’ve written to date? Trade In. Liam and Rachael's story is probably my favorite story to have written. It just flew into the pages with such ease.Do you talk certain scenes out with anyone to be sure they’re accurate or can be done? I talk EVERYTHING out with my husband. I usually need to bounce things off someone or even need to talk a scene out in order to make sure it flows properly.What do you do to celebrate writing the end on a book? Lol nothing. I guess start the next one. Im a very schedule oriented person so I have all my writing planned out for the year.What are your publishing goals for the next 6 months? Honestly, to be able to keep publishing. It hasn't been easy for me. This business is hard, I love writing but not everyone can make a living from something they love. I want to be able to be lucky enough to do so.Can readers find you at any events in the future? Sure can! I'll be at Bella Nola at the end of February. Reader and Writers with you in July. Sassy in Seattle in September and finishing the year off at Shameless in Nov. Not sure what 2021 holds yet but we shall see.If you weren’t an author, what would you be? A psychologist. It is what I went to college and graduate school for after all lol.Do you have a favourite book? Yes. Pride and prejudice by Jane AustenWhat are you working on now? My Scandalous Daddies Club with Rebecca Gallo. An upcoming series I plan to start releasing in 2021 called Dixie point and a secret project I can't share yet!If you had one piece of advice for a new author, what would you tell them? Don't compare yourself! Your journey is not like anyone elses. Trust in your words.Do you have an excerpt from your current WIP you’d like to share? Yes, from Academic Integrity, coming Feb 6th.My watch beeps, signaling it’s time for my lecture to begin. “It’s now or never,” I grumble into the empty lecture hall. As if on cue, students file into the space. One by one they take their seats, eagerly waiting for their college experience to begin.“Everyone take a seat quickly. We have a lot to cover today.” “Wait, you’re actually teaching today?” one of the students asks. “Your name?” “Tyler.” I push my horn-rimmed glasses further up on my nose and level him with a practiced look. “Tyler, today is your first day of college. Yes, I plan on lecturing. You are here to learn, are you not?” Crossing my arms over my chest, I wait for a response. Instead, Tyler mumbles under his breath as he takes a seat. As the trickle of students slows, I lean back against the podium and begin my introduction.“My name is Julian. You can call me by my name; I’m not one for titles. This is Introduction to Shakespeare.” I turn toward the white board and write my contact information. “I will not have a teaching assistant for this class, so if you need help, contact me directly and I will try my best to assist you.” I look over my shoulder as I continue writing. “If everyone would please examine their syllabus, we will go over it before we begin the lecture.”Papers and bags rustle as someone comes barging into the lecture hall. “It is in your best interest to be on time for my class. In the future, the door will be locked once the lecture begins.” I do not bother to address the latecomer. Tardiness is a pet peeve and I won’t indulge whomever is interrupting my attention. “But I’m your new TA.” Two things make me turn at once. The familiar feminine voice, and that my intruder claims to be my teaching assistant. Anger boils in my veins. I’m astonished at the blatant disrespect for my wishes and the terms set forth in my contract by Stephanie and Danville University.I spin on my heel and come face-to-face with the woman who has starred in my fantasies every night since she left my bed. “Meghan?”Thank you so much for joining us AJ! Don't forget to pre-order her delicious Scandalous Daddies Club coming February 6th to KU!!Synopsis: She was only supposed to be a summer fling, so why is the woman I thought I’d never see again barging into my classroom?She wants a second chance but Meghan's been telling lies.I’ll give it to her but first she needs to learn a lesson. One I’m more than happy to teach her.So what if I’m risking my academic integrity.She’s worth it. Especially when she’s on her knees calling me daddy.Dear Reader: Class is in session! Julian is a sexy-as-sin professor ready to teach you a lesson. Make sure you’re on time because he doesn’t like tardiness. And you better take notes because there definitely will be a quiz. Love, AJ + RebeccaGoodreads|AmazonFollow AJ here:Amazon |Bookbub |Facebook |Reader Group |Goodreads |Instagram |Newsletter |Website

Explosive Encounter Chapter Reveal

Coming October 15th, 2019(Unedited/subject to change)CHAPTER ONEEverettPuerto Vallarta, Mexico – 3 months ago Life is funny. It has a way of lifting you up or dragging you down. A girl can do the right things, make the perfect choices, and be following her dreams when all of a sudden there’s a brick wall in her path and nowhere to go. That happened to me three months ago. I graduated top of my class from the University of Phoenix with an Accounting degree, had several prospective job offers even. Until it happened. I found a birth certificate that showed my father isn’t… my father. Which is why my whole life makes so much more sense, incredibly sad. Van Gaines has never really been around. In the last ten years I can count on one hand how many times I’ve seen him, and I have to wonder if he knows and that’s why he’s so distant from me. Instead of confronting my parents about it though, I got the keys to Van’s Mexican villa and decided to go on vacation before I make a decision about my future and where I’m going to accept a job offer from. Or if, I’m even going to. Maybe this isn’t what I want with my life anymore. Maybe I’m meant to be doing something else. I’ve always been the good girl; this could be the time I branch my wings and go a little wild. Laying on the private beach, I know the house staff has gone home for the evening and I’m left to ponder my situation alone as the sun sets. The warm sand is soft between my toes as I bury my feet in the tiny grains. The sound of the water lapping at the shore is soothing while I try to clear my head. I want to spend the next three weeks doing nothing but relaxing. I don’t want to think about what happens when I get home or where I’ll go and do. I want to just enjoy this one moment of absolute freedom. Knowing how dangerous Mexico can be for a woman alone, I know I have to head back inside. I’m reluctant to leave the calming waves though so I take my time wiping my butt and thighs off as I stand. With a soft sigh, I head back up to the house. I should have taken more time coming back to the house. As soon as I enter the yard, I can see lights on that I know I left off. I hear voices that are too close to be neighbors. A loud crash startles me into freezing where I stand in the spotlight of the porch light as I see multiple men tossing the furniture around the living room. “Oh God.” I don’t need to be in the underworld to know these men don’t mean anything good. The villa has been breached and everything I would need to call for help is inside and if I keep standing here, I’ll be a sitting duck. Ducking behind a large grouping of palm trees, I close my eyes and try to listen to what they’re saying. My Spanish is rusty and I’m not sure, but I don’t think it’s a native dialect. They sound southern, but I haven’t a clue from where. “Think, Evie, think.” My heart is pounding out of my chest as I listen but can’t discern what they’re saying. It’s not until I hear Van Gaines, that I know I’m in more trouble than I realized. I have to get out of here. I have to run for help. Looking around me, my options are limited. The beach leaves me exposed, but it’s quicker to the neighbors, the road would surely allow them to see me and I wouldn’t be able to hide because of the brick walls all along the stretch of road. After a quick look back at the house, I make a run for it. They must see me though because I can hear them outside and soon, I can feel hot breath on my neck. Not chancing a look behind me, I push myself faster, harder. Wishing I hadn’t dropped track and field in order to study more. “No, no, no!” I scream when I feel his hand brush through my long blond hair as it flies behind me. “Gotcha!” His heavy accent follows me into the sand as I’m tackled from behind. His weight so heavy the breath is knocked from me and I struggle to fight. Kicking and punching anywhere I can reach as I’m rolled over. The baseball sized fist is unexpected as it lands a blow to my temple and my body goes limp from shock. Mom warned me not to come. She said it was dangerous, that there were bad men here. I insisted I would be fine. How wrong I was.*Somewhere in the Colima Jungle – 3 days later I fight. With every breath, every ounce of strength. I fight with everything I am because if they think they’re going to get something from me with ease, they’re mistaken. My father might not have been around much, but he taught me self defense, he instilled in me that should I ever be taken I have to fight until I’m rescued or dead. At this point it looks more and more like dead is my only option. I don’t know how long it’s been or where I am, if helps on the way or if I’m on my own. I do know that I can’t take another beating, another… violation. I can’t. My body is weak, my mind is tired. My will has lost its drive. I always thought of myself as strong, but now? Now I’m at my lowest and death is a welcome entity. I can only pray my mother knows that I love her, that my father has a moment of regret for what our relationship could have been. Most of all I hope my mother never has to see my dead body. BOOM! I shake at the extreme vibration. An explosion…Could that mean? No. It’s best not to get my hopes up as I shiver in the nude on the dirt floor of this shack. They stripped me moments before tossing me in here and I’ve been in a shivering state ever since. A subtle noise outside alerts me to visitors and I try to make myself as small as possible in the corner as the door flies open quietly and two shadows stand in the moonlight. They close the door silently as one comes closer to me. “Fuck.” He hisses when he sees my battered body. “Times ticking.” The other body says. “This isn’t pretty, man.” The first man says. “Please don’t hurt me again.” I whimper, shrinking away from his reach. With a soft hand, he brushes the hair away from my face before he cups my cheek. “I’ll try not to darlin.” His voice is soft, calm, steady. It gives me something to hold onto because I want to believe they’re here to rescue me. A few moments later I’m strapped to his back and he tells the other man we’re ready just as another explosion lights the night sky. Everything that happens next is so fast I hardly get a full breath in. One minute we’re running, climbing over a wall and then running again, and the next my saviors are on their knees, hands in the air and I’m going back to hell. If I’d known we were going to spend the next few days beaten, questioned, and beaten again, I would have given our captors what they wanted. I still don’t know their names, but I’d give anything to be certain the men who tried to save me were never hurt because they tried to rescue me. I’m not worth the trouble.*Phoenix, Arizona – Present Day Everything makes me jumpy these days. I barely sleep, I leave the house only to go to the mailbox and back. I haven’t seen anyone but my mom since the day I was rescued. I’ve refused to. I’m not the Everett Gaines I was six months ago. I’m the shell of Everett and she’s nothing but a chicken shit. I spent almost six weeks in a hospital here in Phoenix after I was rescued because I was so psychologically tortured I could barely speak without screaming. On the bad days, I wish I’d been left for dead. On the good days, I wish I remembered his name. The voice of the man who held me through some of the worst moments of my life. I wish I could thank him. I don’t remember a lot from my time in Mexico, but the fear is so very real. The pain I still experience lives inside of me like a ticking time bomb. The doctors keep telling me that the memories will come back in small bursts and it’s best I try to just move on. Move on… That’s laughable. I was held and tortured for five days. Three of those days by myself. Two I spent watching the bravest men I’ve ever known take the violence and laugh in their faces. I still don’t know why I was taken. What it could have possibly been for. Until I remember they knew Van. They spoke of him more than once. I don’t know what my father does exactly. I know he works for the government but not in what capacity. As I stare up at the ceiling of my room, listening to the rain pound on the roof, I realize maybe it’s time I learn exactly who Van Gaines is. I never confronted him or my mother about what I discovered that sent me on that fated trip to Mexico but I know if I want to move forward with my life, I have to find out why I was taken and how Van was involved. Slipping from bed, I look online for the soonest flights to Washington D.C. and see one in less than two hours. After booking it, I call a cab, pack a small bag and leave a note on the counter for mom so she doesn’t worry, and I leave to find out the truth.PRE-ORDER NOW!APPLE | AMAZON | KOBO | NOOK | GOOGLE | EDENADD TO GOODREADS

Missing in Action Chapter Reveal

Chapter OneCodieThree years later You can do this. One more step. Keep going. My body sways forward as my feet stop dead in their tracks. My life wasn’t supposed to be like this. I was supposed to be happy, healthy. The world was going to be my oyster! Until it wasn’t. Now, I’m this little nobody girl that can barely function. I have no friends. No family. Nothing but the UPS man that delivers my packages and the girl that delivers my groceries each week. I’m nobody. I’m nothing. I’m the freak the entire block talks about. The stupid girl that can’t leave her house. The girl with no courage. The day I lost Lucas my entire life spiraled out of control. I couldn’t focus long enough to put one foot in front of the other. When I lost my baby, I thought, for a fleeting moment, that my family would accept me again. I thought they would help me heal. I was wrong. I’m always wrong. Everyone in my life I should have ever been able to count on has let me down. And so, I’ve moved half way across the country from Rapid City, South Dakota to a busy, unexplored city. In fact, since arriving in Charleston, West Virginia I haven’t done anything outside of my home. The shrink I speak to on the phone once a week says I’m borderline agoraphobic, and I need to try and push myself to step outside. Open the windows. Feel the sun on my skin. She cautions that the moment I step outside, I’ll be so overcome by such deep and intense emotion that I’ll have a panic attack, and that it’s okay. That I should embrace it until I can’t anymore. She asked me to open the door today, take three steps back, and count to thirty before giving in to my need to lock myself inside once again. I’m standing within reach of the door handle, just one step closer and I could open it. One step. Only one. Except… I can’t. I’m paralyzed by fear that when I open that door, that when I feel the breeze and the sun, I’ll feel Lucas. His loss. His tiny body in my arms. I’m terrified I won’t be able to climb back out of the depression I get swamped in. “You can do this, Codie Ray. You have to do this.” Solidified by hearing those words spoken out loud, I take that final step to the door. Unlocking the three deadbolts and the chain, I take a deep breath, close my eyes, turn the handle and pull. One, two, three…*Ryder Heal. Recover. Trauma. Three fucking words I’m so sick of that if I hear them said one more time I am going to go just as postal as my team thinks I’m headed. I’m just fucking fine. What I need is to get back in the field. To have a purpose. I’m fucking sick to death of sitting on my ass and doing jack shit but workouts. It’s been nearly three years since my capture and subsequent torture, and two years since I was rescued by my team. I’d been left for dead in a cave deep in the desert. If not for some local tribe leader and his son coming upon my body and making a call to the United States government, I’d be dead for sure. Just like my captors wanted. The whole ordeal is nothing but pain and torment. I barely remember where we were, how often we moved, or what they wanted. While the Syrians that took me knew how to put a man through his paces, they hadn’t broken me. That much I do know. It’s why my back, chest, and arms are covered in scars. They put China’s torture of a thousand cuts to shame. I suffered a year in hell before my team found me then spent another year in rehab and psychiatric hell before I was released into the real world again. It took six months more before I was finally able to find my family in Loveland, Colorado. Hayes, my sister, found herself a good man, a fighter with a mean upper cut. Levi takes care of her, and that’s all I gave a shit about. On my return home, she was pissed at me, though. Pissed that I left and led her to believe I was dead. That wasn’t quite my fault, however. But I get her anger. The night my parents were notified of my disappearance, my baby sister lost everything, too. Nearly, her life. Her Olympic dreams were crushed in a second. She’ll never find out I paid those punk ass shits a visit, or that Foster had some fun explaining all the ways he could thread an explosive through their dicks. After spending a few months at home with my family, I packed up to join my team in West Virginia. While we live a high-action career, we all like the sedate town of Charleston. It isn’t overly small, but it isn’t bustling like a major city either. We’re able to relax and unwind after a long mission. Which brings me to today. I run…every day. Same time, same pace, same route. Being in my line of work, you’d think I wouldn’t, but the routine helps me shake off the demons chasing me. Lately, the past week or so, the girl next door—the one who never goes outside, whose windows are always closed, and I don’t think I’ve seen a visitor outside of delivery vehicles—has been sitting in her doorway. She watches me. Even when she tries not to, I catch her. Her gaze follows me with an emotion I can’t quite identify. She always appears sad when I pass her house. I’m not even sure she knows that I’m her neighbor and not just some random guy from the block. Feeling her gaze on me again has me wondering who she is. So, after a quick shower I run a search through the city’s housing database and find out her name is Codie Ray. She’s the only person listed on the mortgage. For twenty years old, I’m impressed. She owns her own home. Not many people her age can afford that. Curiosity highly piqued, I do a few more searches on her. She pays for nearly everything to be delivered; lots of online shopping. No car listed with the DMV. Nothing obvious to show if she has a significant other or not, but from what I can tell, she doesn’t leave her home. Even her job, a merchant dealer online, she can do from home. “I wonder what her damage is.” There has to be something wrong with Codie. No twenty-year-old girl stays home as much as she does without reason. I’m tempted to hack into her medical files but figure that’s a hit on her privacy even I can’t take. When I joined Task Force 779, I knew I was going to be violating a lot of laws, people’s privacy, and countless other scenarios. I knew there would be nothing left untouched when it came to our missions. It was my job to know everything, to make sure my team didn’t go in blind. Not researching everything there is to know about my mysterious neighbor is a punch to the gut. She’s been here longer than I have from what I can tell, but until a week ago, I don’t ever remember seeing her. I’ve never paid this much attention before, either. But now that I know she’s here, I can’t stop thinking about her.★ P R E - O R D E R ★Apple | Kobo | Nook | Google | Amazon

☆ ★ ☆ COVER REVEAL! ☆ ★ ☆

It's finally here!!! I am so excited to FINALLY show off the cover for Unraveling Love!!! I've been holding onto this beauty since the summer!!!Release date: January 8, 2019 Series: Damaged Love: Book One Featured in: Susan Stoker's Special Forces: Operation Alpha World Pre-Order: Coming late December GOODREADS: http://bit.ly/2yLODnA SIGNUP: http://bit.ly/2ztkxEUUnraveling Love is a full length stand alone novel in a series. My favourite character, John "Tex" Keegan, of Susan's will be featured in this novel in short cameo's. (All relevant links are below)Other books coming in the Damaged Love SeriesBroken Love - https://goo.gl/ct4Gmf Fracture Love - http://bit.ly/2ToV1Ki Tarnished Love - http://bit.ly/2OQiG2R☆ ★ ☆ BLURB ☆ ★ ☆ un·rav·el·ing verb to free from complication or difficulty She had it all figured out.Burned by love, Arden Graham thought she knew where her life was going. As an event planner at Rocky Shores Retirement home in Queens, she enjoyed her life. Bringing smiles to the faces of the elderly brought her joy. Giving them something to look forward to, gave her a sense of purpose. Being stalked was never in the game plan. Neither was having two bodyguards who liked to boss her around. With Arden in and out of the tabloids because of her charity work for her twin brother’s company, Boston and Dare think they have her figured out. Falling in love wasn’t the plan.Boston Falco and Dare Waters have been best friends for more than half their lives. The decision to share one woman came as easily as when they joined the SEALs. Receiving a call from two men on their former SEAL team to protect their little sister, came as a shock. The woman herself was the biggest contradiction they’d ever encountered. With the help of their former technical analyst, John ‘Tex’ Keegan, the hunt for Arden’s stalker is on. The clock is ticking, twists keep coming, and soon or later something’s gotta give. With no idea who’s on the other end of the revealing pictures and veiled threats, the only question left is; will they be able to unravel Arden’s heart and open her up to love again once all is said and done?Unraveling Love is the first book in International Bestselling Author KL Donn’s new ménage series, Damaged Love. Publishing in Susan Stoker’s Special Forces: Operation Alpha World.Susan Stoker: https://amzn.to/2RUyd3q Operation Alpha Books: https://amzn.to/2RUucw0 SEALs of Protection Series: https://amzn.to/2RXe2BX Protecting Melody: https://amzn.to/2QJFAKJ Special Forces Reader Group: http://bit.ly/2Q2HYz2

Book news, updates & more!

Happy Taco Tuesday everyone! I hope your week is treating you well! Can you believe how close we are to 2019 already? Where did this year go?!As you likely know, I don't do blog posts often, I usually just post all updates on FB and call it done! Today is the exception to the rule for a couple of reasons:First: This is gonna be a long post #SorryNotSorrySecond: You'll be able to save the link to this post and come back for all the things I'm gonna share!Third: I have lots of links for you, from goodreads, to signups, & more!Let's start off easy shall we?Did you see Obsessive Addiction is LIVE!! Gosh, you guys! I'm so blown away by all the love Crux and Farren have been getting! I won't lie, quite a few reviews have had me in tears many times!Buy now: Amazon USAmazon UKKoboiBooksOnto my next release! Lucky Christmas is coming on Dec 4th and I'm so excited! The cover reveal is on Nov 7th (My birthday) and you can signup for the reveal and release HERE! If you didn't know, Lucky Christmas features the brother of the heroine, Pepper, from Lost & Found. James was always a special character to me, and I'm thrilled to give him a short story!Add to your TBRI know many of you found me through your love of menage books and I'm thrilled to announce I've got a brand new menage series coming soon! So soon, in fact, Unraveling Love, is the first book in the Damaged Love series and will be releasing on January 8th! Nov 22nd will be the cover reveal of what I have to say is one of my favorite covers of all time! This is a MFM menage featured in Susan Stoker's Special Forces: Operational Alpha world. I'm so excited to be able to feature one of my favorite characters from her (Tex from Protecting Melody) in my very own book!Add to your TBRSusan StokerProtecting MelodyOperation AlphaThe super exciting news I know so many of you have been waiting for!Missing in Action is coming!As soon as I've finished writing Unraveling Love, I'll be taking a bit of a writing break. I want to give myself some time to not only decompress from what a huge year this has been, but also Christmas will be here and I'd like to give my kids, my husband, and our animals, the most attention I can. Something I've learned this past year is that I work myself to the bone. Now this isn't a bad thing, it just leaves me exhausted.That said! I have exciting news about Task Force 779! Missing in Action is coming sooner than I had anticipated. I'm looking at a May release instead of June, but I'm secretly hoping to give it to you in April! I don't have a solid date nailed down yet, and I won't until probably March, but you'll of course be the first ones to know!Add to you TBRAs many of you know, Aurora Rose Reynolds and her husband have begun the process on creating Boom Factory Publishing and will be hosting another Happily Ever Alpha World in April of 2019! I had wanted to publish in that launch with my title Until Hale, unfortunately I won't be able to make the deadlines for that one. HOWEVER, I am publishing Until Hale in the October 2019 launch!Until Hale will be about a country music star with some trouble on her hands. Jax Mayson will be featured character from ARR's Until Series world.I'm taking on a huge task for this book and I couldn't be more excited!Add to your TBRAurora Rose ReynoldsUntil JaxBoom Factory PublishingI hope this has helped you figure out a bit of my schedule for 2019. There is a couple of more books I'd like to add to the schedule, but as I showed in 2018, they may not happen. I write where my muse takes me and sometimes I can finish a series before starting another, but often times I get distracted with a new idea and have to roll with it.Here's a list of other books I'm working on, on the side and hope to add to my publications. Just click on the titles and it'll lead you over to goodreads.Broken Love | Rough Hands | With Kol | Dear SteeleYou can also stay up to date or get releasing announcments by following me on these links:Facebook | KL's Fighters | Bookbub | Subscribe | Masterlist

Safe, In His Arms excerpt!

“Grace?” I ask as she places bruschetta down on the sideboard beside the table. “Yes.” Her cheeks are flushed. Holding out a hand, I wait for her to come to me. She places her palm in my own as softly as a butterfly’s wings, and I turn in my chair. Lifting her legs to drape on either side of me, I cradle her hips in my hands, marveling at how well she fits against me. “Onyx.” She breaths softly, looking up through her lashes shyly. “What are you doing?” I don’t say anything, not right away. I admire her. Her innocence, her strength, her desire to trust me. “I wanted to go slow, Gracie.” She licks her lips. “I wanted to give you time to be sure of how you feel.” Her sapphire gaze sparkles with what she’s likely too nervous to voice. “I want you to be mine.” Cupping the back of her head, I don’t give her time to respond to my demand as I close the distance between us and capture her soft lips with mine. I kiss her slowly at first, giving her just enough time to pull away before I slide her hips closer to my rigid length. When her breath catches at the contact, I deepen the kiss. Her little mewls and sighs prompt me to go deeper, explore more. Grace’s arms wrap around my neck, and she arches her back so her perky tits brush my chest. Her hard nipples can be felt through the fabric of our clothes, and I can’t wait to get a taste. Sliding my hands around her back, I find the tab for the zipper and gingerly slip it down, exposing the soft flesh of her back as I go. My knuckles caress her skin and goosebumps breakout as she shivers in my lap. Pulling back from her eager kisses, I admire her desirable form draped on me, anxiously waiting for more. Hooking the straps of her dress in my fingers, I guide them down her arms, unveiling her succulent frame, discovering that her flush of desire starts in her chest and rises to her cheeks. “Gorgeous, Gracie.” I praise her quietly and am pleased to see her blossom from rosy to crimson. Her dress pools at her waist, leaving nothing but her pussy to my imagination. “Thank you,” she whispers softly, hiding behind her hair now. “No need to be shy, princess.” I don’t like her hiding from me, but it’s also arousing for me to have to chase her. “No one’s ever seen me before…” She tails off, turning her head to the side and leaning forward, resting her head on my shoulder. Rubbing my face into her neck, I lay a gentle kiss on the back. “I’m honored, Gracie.” My hands roam across her back and thighs as she grows comfortable in my lap with her nudity. An idea forms as I hold her, and I pull my phone from my pocket. I hit a music app and open a random playlist. Light music comes on about dancing, and I encourage her to stand. “Dance with me, Gracie,” I request as her dress falls to the ground, leaving her in nothing but light purple cotton panties. My mind blanks, and I have to fight my way back to rational thought. “Fuck, you’re a gorgeous creature,” I mutter, leaning forward to kiss just above her navel. “Onyx, please.” Grace sounds like she’s trying to dissuade my notion and beg me for more all at once. Kissing my way up her stomach to her breasts, I hold her hips in place, so she can’t backstep from me. I rub my scruff against one nipple, chaffing her skin, before sucking the hard peak into my mouth. The taste of cherries explodes on my tongue, and I can’t hold onto my groan of pure delight for this woman. Letting her go, I give the same attention to the other mound, and her hands grip my hair tightly, pulling the strands as I work her into a frenzy. “Oh my,” she whispers into the room. Standing tall, I pull my shirt over my head, needing to feel her bare against me. With one hand on her hip and the other holding her hand, I guide her into a slow rhythm to a country song I don’t recall. In my arms is where Grace belongs, and I’m going to show her just how right this is.Don't forget to enter the ARC giveaway on my Facebook page here: KL Donn Author

New release! Signups! Freebies!

Trust me, you want IN on this blog post!First and foremost, happy almost Spring! I refuse to believe it's not coming. We're almost at the end of February and I swear I can feel it in the air! (If only the snow would just MELT)Next we have a FREE book!! YES FREE!!! Keeley's Fight is officially free on all platforms!!!Grab that HERE!Are you ready for this one? I think you are!!I have a seriously sweet and sexy cowboy romance going into edits next week called, Brantley's Way! I don't know when it's releasing but it is and I'm in love!You can add it to your TBR HERE!Coming April 3rd to a kindle world near you is Until Arsen! Featured in Aurora Rose Reynolds Kindle World, I'm beyond excited to give you this sexy little novella. I'm absolutely in love with Arsen Daniels and Marina Parks.You can add them to your TBR and signup for the release blitz w/reviewoption!FINALLY we have the Hogan Brother's Boxset! If you haven't read these lovable brother's now's the time to grab all three books for the price of one!!BUY NOW!That's all for now! Keep your eyes on the lookout for more release info on my Facebook page!! xoxoKL Donn

Happy New Year!!

I hope you all had an amazing 2017, and I hope 2018 is twice as nice! This is going to be a long one, so pull up a chair, grab some popcorn and prepare to be wowed! (Or semi-wowed)I mentioned a while ago I had some amazing things to share with you all in the New Year, both personally and professionally. And well it's time!First and foremost...New year, new look, new me!What does that mean? It means I'm taking a step out of my current comfort zone and into a dark romance revolution. I love dark romance, I love the grit and the graphic content of a rough love. Not physical rough, but the consuming emotion that leaves you feeling desolate and incomplete until you have that one connecting soul to bring you back to life.And so I introduce the new me... Dark & Devious to Sinfully Sweet...That's the Adair Empire. It's everything those dark, jaded men are and so much more. Their women are broken, fierce, absolute in their love for these man. I've waited more than a year to bring this series to you because each one ends in a villain cliffhanger. Each book is a new couple with their own HFN (Happily for now) and the villain remains the same throughout the series in one unique twist after another. By the end of the series everyone has their HEA, like we all love!You can find all information for the Adair Empire HERE with Goodreads links and all.Task Force 779OMG you guys I've been working tirelessly on this series since before I released the first book in the Hogan Brother's series. Ryder Morrison has been a character riding me hard from the start. His story is one of struggles and pain. His woman is no different. Codie is a girl I know, a girl I love like a long lost sister. My admiration for her goes so deep I don't think I know where it ends. Her optimism and faith in the world is mind boggling. If I can create MY Codie half as well as the real woman, I'll be satisfied. Before I begin releasing TF779 the Adair Empire will need to be released completely so I can give my complete attention to the men of this series. Right now September 2018 is the goal for book one, Missing in Action, to be released, and right now, I'm still on track.You can stay up to date on all things Task Force 779 HERE.What else? Well we all know I'm a bit of a squirrel and have my hands dipped in about a gazillion things at a time! First we have...Brantley's WayA sweet cowboy romance about first loves, hard times, and finding forgiveness in those around us. I'm so loving writing this book, and while I don't know when it will be released yet, I hope before the end of the year. Stay up to date with Brantley and other stand alone titles HERE.Next is...Love LettersI think we've beat this one with a dead horse quite often by now. Because of my crazy release schedule for 2018 I'm not completely certain when the next one will be out. I am aiming to release a boxset with the first 3 short stories in it PLUS a bonus story for Lena (Maverick's cousin) that will be exclusive to it. We'll have more on that later in the year though.Daniels FamilyAs I mentioned last week, Until Arsen will be released in Aurora Rose Reynolds Happily Ever Alpha Kindle world on April 3rd! I am so excited because I think this is one of my personal favs. ( I know, I say that a lot lol) Arsen & Marina are so special though and I can't wait for ya'll to meet them!You can find more info about this series HERE.What this all boils down to is I'm excited to give you guys as many books as I can without compromising the quality!Did I leave anything out? Do you have questions? You know I'll answer anything you want, just shoot me an email or a PM!

HUGE announcement!

You guys! I've got some great news! So most of you know I'm participating in another kindle world novella release for Aurora Rose Reynolds. (I embarrassed myself when she asked, not even gonna lie) And I'm absolutely thrilled with the progress of this story!I give you Until Arsen: Book 1 in the Daniels Family series.There will be a nice big ol cover and blurb reveal happening very soon!Bet you're wondering why I'm telling you this now if I'm not sharing huh?WELL!As you know, right now, kindle world books are only available in the Amazon US store. They can't be released on other platforms as well. SOOOOOO here's what I'm doing!With Kol: Book 2 in the Daniels FamilyANDBefore Noah: Book 3 in the Daniels FamilyWill both be released as novellas into KINDLE UNLIMITED!I'm working very hard at releasing them all close together so you don't have to wait long!Hope this is worth the information!

One Call excerpt

I asked my reader group – KL's Fighters – what book they'd like an excerpt from! One Call was the majority vote! So here you go!Don't forget to add it to your TBR list on goodreads: http://tinyurl.com/ybonyf6fIt really helps us authors out!Chapter FiveJust because my path is different, doesn’t mean I’m lost. Lochlan left and Sage was terrified of so many new things surrounding her. The machine’s she was connected to, the sounds, new people. She felt timid and afraid. But she’d known that pretending to be fine until the morning, so Lochlan wouldn’t get in more trouble than they were already giving him, was the right thing to do. Sleep was impossible because of all the sounds, the voices through the speakers at odd hours was the worst. At one point, she’d heard rushing and cursing followed by a loud banging and that had nearly sent Sage into a panic. When she managed to fall asleep, it wasn’t long after that her parents came barging into her room. Accusations flying, and insults being hurled had her in tears. “I’m sorry.” She whispered for what felt like the hundredth time and likely was. “How could you bring that heathen to our home Sage?” The censure in her mother’s voice had her cowering back into the bed. “I didn’t know he was coming. It’s not as if I had access to a telephone being locked away in my room for days.” Her resolve to be stronger, to fight back, was rearing its head. “Don’t you dare talk back.” Her father warned. “We’ll discuss your disobedience and punishment once we’re home.” Pure terror froze her body. She couldn’t go back. Morgan would likely beat her to within an inch of her life. She didn’t want that. Clearing her throat, she tried to speak, “I won’t go back.” Her words were so low, she didn’t think anyone had heard her. “You’ll do as I say.” Before Sage could respond, a nurse came through the door. “Sorry for the interruption, it’s time for Sage’s medication and vital check.” The woman was oblivious to the tension in the room or she was good at ignoring it. “Where’s the doctor, I’d like to get her signed out of here, quickly as possible.” Watching her father stand superior to the nurse, who brushed him off, had her inching back again. “I’m sorry, that’s not possible.” She didn’t even turn to look at him. “Sage has a very bad infection, her heart rate is still low, and her wounds need to heal in a sterile environment.” Relief relaxed her tense muscles. “You misunderstand. Sage is coming home today.” Gideon’s voice was strong, frightening to Sage. The nurse turned to look at him, “I understand your worry,” Sage couldn’t stop the cough lodged in her throat at the absurdity of that, “however, Sage still needs medical care. She will remain her for at least another week.” “No.” He refused to listen. “If she leaves, she could very well die.” The nurse was shocked by her parents. It wasn’t the first time in recent weeks Sage had seen that reaction to them. “Then so be it. If she is to die, it will be God’s will. No medicine will halt what he wants.” Disbelief rattled Sage. He spoke of her dying like it was no big deal. “Being that Sage is under eighteen, I can and will get a court order mandating she stays until she’s healed or eighteen, whichever happens first.” Her father was turning red in the face, and his eyes got that cold look in them before he did something truly disheartening. “I’ll charge you personally with forcible confinement and kidnapping.” He snapped. “And the state will charge you with child endangerment and medical neglect.” She shot back. Sage didn’t know whether to laugh at the shock on her father’s face, or cry from relief because someone was fighting for her. She’d never had anyone stick up for her before. As much as she didn’t want to go home, her fear of conflict forced her to say, “I’ll go. It’ll be fine.” It took everything she had to push those words past her lips.And because I'm an over sharer here's a pretty teaser!