J.C. Jaye's Blog, page 5
April 27, 2021
GRAVEDIGGER IS LIVE!
Yassss!
So grateful for all the support, shares, and reposts in the weeks leading up to Gravedigger’s release, especially the overwhelming response my gorgeous cover has received. Thank you, mighty romancestagrammers! Now, it’s time for y’all to meet my dirty alpha boy up close and personal.
Are you ready to meet big, bad Clint MacGregor?
This filthy-talking boy doesn't like to be kept waiting...
🔥Available now on Amazon KU!
https://amazon.com/dp/B091V2JT5N
April 20, 2021
Releasing in ONE WEEK!
🔥Level-11 steam, combined with two emotional 💕journeys, and tension-relieving humor.
👇 PREORDER available now👇
http://mybook.to/GravediggerBuy
April 9, 2021
Gravedigger COVER REVEAL
Dirty Boys Do It Better... 🔥
Woo hoo, talkin’ stoked… Gravedigger, the first sizzler in my new hot-as-hellfire Dirty Boys Do It Better Trilogy releases at the end of the month. Feast your eyes on the stunning cover, created by CT Cover Creations. Does it not freaking ROCK?
If you’re into a strong, silent alpha with a dirty job, a dirtier mouth, and a swoony soft center, you seriously need to make Clint “Digger” MacGregor’s acquaintance.
Here’s a sneak peek at my latest hunky hero, straight outta Chapter One…
I squinted at Sunshine’s profile—the lines pure and angelic, her lips full and pink and luscious, even from this distance. Damn, I could only imagine what those beauties would look like up close.
Lord, I’d fucking kill to have them wrapped around my big, stiff…
Wait. Wait, what the living hell—?
My filthy fantasy was interrupted by the appearance down below of a scrawny figure sidling along the path, appearing out of nowhere from behind a clump of trees and making straight for Sunshine. The guy was swathed in a dark hoodie and black jeans, his face hidden by the cowl. One helluva suspect wardrobe choice for an eighty-three-degree day in July, that was for sure.
Ah, fuck!
Instantly, years of expertly honed army training kicked in hard—my body tautening, my vision focusing.
‘DANGER’ flashing its urgent message in blazing neon caps.
I was already grabbing for the door handle when the deviant snuck up behind my kneeling angel, lunging forward to grab her around the waist. Swearing, I slammed out of the truck like a ballistic missile and grabbed a shovel, my six-four frame barreling down the hill at Mach speed as he yanked Sunshine to her feet. Through the blood pounding in my ears, a sharp, startled cry pierced the silence.
“O- Oh!”
I saw red, running faster.
“LET HER GO, FUCKHEAD!”
Release date April 27! Mark your calendars!
Amazon preorder is LIVE! 👉 https://amzn.to/3t4DTLd
March 23, 2021
Gravedigger: Release Date
Book One of my 'Dirty Boys Do It Better' trilogy releases APRIL 27, and it's insanely 🔥🔥🔥
Into big, bad alphas, snarky humor, mega heat, and an ultra-swoony loves story?
Join the tours!👇
https://bit.ly/GravediggerTOURS
November 25, 2020
Sinful Santa is here!
Hey, Ladies…
JC Jaye’s latest romcom is out, and it’s a cornucopia of delicious holiday hotness!
A trio of naughty-but-nice tales in one steamy collection, wrapped up in a big, shiny, alpha-hunky bow that’s itchin’ to be untied.
Direct from the back cover:
Three sassy besties, each snared by their own sexy Santa…
Ginny Duncan’s put up with her cheating, boozehound of a husband for long enough. Time to lose the jerk and the rest of his snobby family, stat. Until dangerously tough brother-in-law Van returns stateside from his stint in the army. One incendiary intro, and this frustrated artist realizes she picked the wrong brother. Oh, could she whisper a lengthy wish list into this smokin’ hot major’s ear…
Visions of sugar plums dancing in their heads…
Rosie Watkins spends her nights slinging trays in a stuffy country club, saving up tips to start her own bakery and lusting over temporary chef Blade Fitch. This surly burner of filets is behind the stove under duress, and it shows. Yeah, so do those blazing looks of his, scorching holes in her skimpy uniform. Is it her imagination, or do she and this tatted baddie want the same thing for Christmas, served on a bedside platter?
Things are about to get naughty, because they’ve been very good girls…
Bolinda Baptiste has made her mark around town as the best dang dog walker to pick up the leashes. The canine entrepreneur gets her flirt on with swoonworthy vet Matt Stevens in a crowded blues bar, and Christmas comes early. Mercy, are the holiday gods smiling… This hunky doggy doc ticks all her boxes and then some. Dare she hope the man with the uber-talented hands feels the same? Can’t hurt to ask, under that big sprig of mistletoe…
Make haste, and grab your copy today. A great gift for your romance-loving buds, too. Available on Amazon in gorgeous paperback, digital version, and through KU. You seriously need to meet these swoonworthy Santas!
Click here.
And don’t forget to post those reviews on Amazon and Goodreads, my friends!
XXOO,
JC
October 16, 2020
JC Jaye’s “What Say?”
Hey, Jaye Hawks…
Ready for some exciting news?
Check it out:
NEED IT, WORSE THAN BAD, the final installment in JC’s romcom Breakaleg Trilogy makes its hot and steamy debut, introducing broody billionaire contractor Axel Jameson and his sassy lady love Iris Donovan, the forbidden baby sister of his best bud and business partner.
Just like its recently-released predecessors NEED IT, BAD and NEED IT, WORSE, this standalone smoker is chockful of super-sexy scenes, dirty dialogue, and raunchy humor. We’re talking some serious five-alarm hotness, ladies!
If you’re into wicked deliciousness, you won’t want to miss this fast-paced romance, featuring self-proclaimed “alphahole” Ax and klutzy virgin Iris, the petite beauty who slays the mighty beast.
(Caveat: F-bombs abound. If filthy language offends, steer clear!)
To pique your interest and give you a little taste of signature “JC Style,” here’s the back of the book blurb:
He’s so far out of her league, it’s ridiculous…
New to the Big Apple, gifted photographer Iris Donovan finds herself crushing on her big brother’s biz partner like a schoolgirl. What a joke—as if Mr. Superhot Billionaire would even glance twice! That’s not to say Ms. Dirty Mind can’t indulge in wicked fantasies about the man, alone in her cramped walk-up. Incredibly, fantasy becomes passionate fact, and Axel makes her his. Until it all goes wrong, in the most wicked of ways.
He can’t keep his hands off her. But he’s damaged goods…
Ax Jameson is a hard man. Cold and focused, he’s shoved his painful past in a big black trunk and deep-sixed the key. Damned straight—his far-flung empire is all that matters. Sex? Yeah, sure… Women are just a means to an end. Until sweetly seductive Iris hits town. He’s got to claim this beauty, even if it means betraying his best bud’s trust. It’s worth every delicious liaison, until fate decides this love-sick fool doesn’t deserve a happy ending.
The Virgin and The Iceman. Is it too late for a second chance?
MATURE AUDIENCE
And here's a sassy teaser:
Oh, Jesus, it was Iris. Dead straight-ahead, in the phenomenal flesh. Sitting right there in front of me. I blinked, licking dry lips.
Right. Fuckin’. There. In. Front. Of. Me.
All right… Yet another sign The Man Upstairs had me on his shit list. Hell, the prick wasn’t even giving me twelve hours to recover from the last sighting! Thanks a lot, God.
Working on keeping my tongue in my mouth and off the carpet, I stumbled on my crutches, staring like a dope.
She was decked out in another sexy mini dress, bright orange this time. Her curvy, sun-kissed legs were crossed and showcased to perfection, hands holding a newspaper. PJ was already on site, yammering away at volume eleven. Slamming on the brakes, I stiffened (everywhere), blood pounding in my overheated veins.
Goddamn…
Right off the bat, I couldn’t decide which looked better—that golden scrap Iris had rocked last night with its jaggedy hem practically kissing her pussy, or the tissue-thin number she had on now. Okay, the gold. But it was close, damned close. Swallowing, I gobbled up those silky legs, her exposed collarbone.
Her spectacular, tight little tits.
Other men in the lobby were looking at Iris, too. Lots of other men. Assholes strolling past real slow, pausing as they pretended to check their phones or watches. Worst actors in the freaking universe, the lot of ʼem. My fists clenched around their little wooden handles as a black haze descended.
Christ, how fucking obvious could you get?
Instantly, I wanted to pluck a dozen pervy eyeballs out of half a dozen heads with flaming hot pincers. Choke the life out of those slow-moving fuckers with my bare hands. Kind of impossible with the crutches, I know. Okay, how about using the things as a pair of bludgeons instead?
That would work.
This alien possessiveness left me baffled and edgy. What the fuck? Jealousy? I reckoned it must be, stifling a bitter laugh as I dazedly acknowledged the fact.
Hell, what a hoot. Me, jealous. A guy who’d never felt that emotion toward a woman a day in his life. Not an hour, not a minute. I rubbed a hand over my chest. It felt weird and tight, sharp pains jabbing it like I was about to have the big one. Homicidal as I was, at the same time, a strange sympathy toward my fellow man flooded me.
Jesus. No wonder dudes go off the deep end with this evil green monster shit.
Crap fucking sucks
As I loomed there plotting other men’s deaths, Iris’s honey-colored orbs flicked up and met mine. Silently, we stared at each other, eight feet and change separating us. If her blabbermouth brother was still in the picture, fuck if I knew.
I only had eyes for her.
Intrigued? Wait until you find out what happens next!(Hint: A private elevator. A slew of blazing kisses. And a pair of badly ripped panties)
All three books are now available on Amazon and KU!
NEED IT, BAD (Tommy + Bebe) Link: amzn.to/3iG3VOH
NEED IT, WORSE (Gash+ Tansy) Link: https://amzn.to/3dxoqMI
NEED IT, WORSE THAN BAD (Axel + Iris) LInk: amzn.to/3nalF8A
Here's a link to read BUSTED HEARTS for free on BookFunnel! (A testosterone-heavy novella featuring the three Breakaleg hunks and their adventures in the Big Apple, taking place between books 2 and 3. A great way to meet “the guys” in all their whiskey-soaked, heartbroken glory before they get their women back.) Link: BookHip.com/JSWTVP
Next up? A naughty 3-story Christmas , sizzler, introducing a whole new cast of characters you gotta read to believe. As always, we’re talking level 11 hotness.
November release!
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