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Hostile Takeover 2 – A Stepbrother Billionaire Romance

For fans of Stepbrother Dearest and Stepbrother Billionaire

I despise him and yet I want him.

Mom and I have just moved into his house. Correction, I’ve moved into his mansion. Mom is living with his dad in the carriage house behind the main house. My new stepbrother is gorgeous and rich and built like a god. But he torments me, calling me “little sister”. He tries to control me. He drives me crazy. And yet the sexual tension burns my body whenever he comes near.

I know nothing can ever happen between us. He’s made that perfectly clear. And so I try to convince myself that I hate him, that he’s totally wrong for me, that I don’t care if he’s kissing another woman in his kitchen…

And yet why do I want him to be my first?

And if he is? What then?

This is the second installment of a THREE PART SERIAL. If you hate serials, you may want to wait until all three parts are available before buying.

Stepbrother Romance 1- Obsessed – A New Adult Alpha Billionaire Romance

For fans of Stepbrother Dearest and Stepbrother Billionaire

I hate him and yet I want him. Desperately.

I am so effing dead.

Mom just got married, and now I have to live with my new billionaire stepbrother, Kent Payne. I should be happy, right? We aren’t surviving on noodles and rice anymore. And at first I am. But things change. Quickly. It’s him. Kent Payne. He is exactly what his name implies–a pain in the ass. Sure, he’s gorgeous, and rich, and built like a god. But he’s also a controlling, irritating, womanizing pain in the butt.

Now, thanks to our parents, we’re members of one big, happy family. Whoo-to-the-fu**ing-hoo. He’s a jerk. And nothing can happen between us anyway.

So I shouldn’t care about who he’s kissing in the kitchen…

And I definitely shouldn’t be fantasizing about him being my first…

 

Please note: Stepbrother Romance is a THREE PART SERIAL. If you hate serials, you may want to wait until all three parts are available before buying.

 

SAMPLE

Our gazes tangled.

The air squeezed out of my lungs. I couldn’t inhale.

His gaze flicked to my mouth, and my heart did a somersault in my chest.

Was he going to kiss me?

He couldn’t!

He Shouldn’t!

Oh God.

A breeze carried the smell of flowers and man to my nose. A lock of hair fluttered across my face. I reached up to capture it but he lifted a hand and smoothed it back, behind my ear. “You look like your mother,” he said, his voice very low.

Was that meant to be a compliment?

“You look like your father,” I told him with my heart in my throat. He was still staring at my mouth, this beautiful, mysterious man. It was wrong, so so wrong, but I wanted him to kiss me. I wanted to find out what it would be like to be kissed by a man who knew how to kiss. I wanted to be touched by a man who knew how to touch a woman.

He didn’t move, just remained fixed in place as if he was trying to decide whether he would kiss me or not.

And so I leaned in and pressed my mouth to his.

His lips were firm at first, unwelcoming. But I knew he wanted me. I didn’t back off. I arched my back so my breasts barely brushed against his chest and moved my mouth slowly, softly over his.

The smoldering kiss continued for a million racing heartbeats, maybe more. I completely lost track of time, of space, of everything. Until there was a deep rumble, like thunder.

And then lightning struck. Somewhere out there. In the distance.

And also between Kent and me.

Kent grabbed my shoulders, pulled until my torso was flush with his. His mouth claimed mine. It was the kiss I’d been waiting for my entire life. It was soft and rough, thrilling and scary. It was a question and an answer.

It was a conquering.

And I surrendered.

I was his. His to claim. His to touch. His to take.

My body molded to his. My mouth opened. His tongue swept inside, and I savored his intoxicating, sweet flavor.

Heavy need pounded between my legs. I writhed. I whimpered. I welcomed his invasion.

I felt him shifting beside me and then he was above me, and I was angling back, my shoulders supported by a strong, thick arm. My head rested on the seat and he climbed over me, breaking the kiss.

I pulled in a gasp. My head was spinning. All I saw was Kent, his face…and the desire burning in his eyes.

“I shouldn’t be doing this,” he whispered as he kissed me again. His kiss was tender. It was thorough. It was oh, so, good and yet not enough. The burning between my legs was becoming unbearable.

“Please,” I begged, arching my back so my breasts brushed against his chest. I knew what we were doing was wrong, but I didn’t care. All that mattered was the delicious pleasure pulsing through me. He couldn’t stop now.

“Shayne,” he murmured, cupping my cheek. His thumb traced my lower lip and I quivered from head to toe. Did he know what his touches did to me? What his kisses did? I was so hot I felt like I would combust. And the burning was the worst down there, between my legs. I wanted it to stop…and I didn’t.

My hips rocked back and forth, back and forth. The friction against my center felt so good but even that wasn’t enough. I wanted to tear my clothes away, to feel his skin gliding over mine. To feel his wet, warm mouth on my nipple.

“Your mother is trusting me to protect you,” he said, voice husky. Even as he said those words, his hand slid down, fingertip tracing a line along the pounding pulse in my throat. The gentle touch made me whimper.

More, I needed more.

As if he could read my thoughts, his fingertip ventured lower, along my collarbone, lower, angling toward my ample cleavage.

Yes, oh yes. Keep going. He had to keep going.

“But you’re so fucking beautiful. I can’t stop staring at you, wanting you.”

My Alpha Billionaire Stepbrother – A New Adult Romance

For fans of Stepbrother Dearest and Stepbrother Billionaire

I hate him and yet I want him. Desperately.

I am so effing dead.

Mom just got married, and now I have to live with my new billionaire stepbrother, Kent Payne. I should be happy, right? We aren’t surviving on noodles and rice anymore. And at first I am. But things change. Quickly. It’s him. Kent Payne. He is exactly what his name implies–a pain in the ass. Sure, he’s gorgeous, and rich, and built like a god. But he’s also a controlling, irritating, womanizing pain in the butt.

Now, thanks to our parents, we’re members of one big, happy family. Whoo-to-the-fu**ing-hoo. He’s a jerk. And nothing can happen between us anyway.

So I shouldn’t care about who he’s kissing in the kitchen…

And I definitely shouldn’t be fantasizing about him being my first…

 

Please note: My Alpha Billionaire Stepbrother is a THREE PART SERIAL. If you hate serials, you may want to wait until all three parts are available before buying.

 

SAMPLE

Our gazes tangled.

The air squeezed out of my lungs. I couldn’t inhale.

His gaze flicked to my mouth, and my heart did a somersault in my chest.

Was he going to kiss me?

He couldn’t!

He Shouldn’t!

Oh God.

A breeze carried the smell of flowers and man to my nose. A lock of hair fluttered across my face. I reached up to capture it but he lifted a hand and smoothed it back, behind my ear. “You look like your mother,” he said, his voice very low.

Was that meant to be a compliment?

“You look like your father,” I told him with my heart in my throat. He was still staring at my mouth, this beautiful, mysterious man. It was wrong, so so wrong, but I wanted him to kiss me. I wanted to find out what it would be like to be kissed by a man who knew how to kiss. I wanted to be touched by a man who knew how to touch a woman.

He didn’t move, just remained fixed in place as if he was trying to decide whether he would kiss me or not.

And so I leaned in and pressed my mouth to his.

His lips were firm at first, unwelcoming. But I knew he wanted me. I didn’t back off. I arched my back so my breasts barely brushed against his chest and moved my mouth slowly, softly over his.

The smoldering kiss continued for a million racing heartbeats, maybe more. I completely lost track of time, of space, of everything. Until there was a deep rumble, like thunder.

And then lightning struck. Somewhere out there. In the distance.

And also between Kent and me.

Kent grabbed my shoulders, pulled until my torso was flush with his. His mouth claimed mine. It was the kiss I’d been waiting for my entire life. It was soft and rough, thrilling and scary. It was a question and an answer.

It was a conquering.

And I surrendered.

I was his. His to claim. His to touch. His to take.

My body molded to his. My mouth opened. His tongue swept inside, and I savored his intoxicating, sweet flavor.

Heavy need pounded between my legs. I writhed. I whimpered. I welcomed his invasion.

I felt him shifting beside me and then he was above me, and I was angling back, my shoulders supported by a strong, thick arm. My head rested on the seat and he climbed over me, breaking the kiss.

I pulled in a gasp. My head was spinning. All I saw was Kent, his face…and the desire burning in his eyes.

“I shouldn’t be doing this,” he whispered as he kissed me again. His kiss was tender. It was thorough. It was oh, so, good and yet not enough. The burning between my legs was becoming unbearable.

“Please,” I begged, arching my back so my breasts brushed against his chest. I knew what we were doing was wrong, but I didn’t care. All that mattered was the delicious pleasure pulsing through me. He couldn’t stop now.

“Shayne,” he murmured, cupping my cheek. His thumb traced my lower lip and I quivered from head to toe. Did he know what his touches did to me? What his kisses did? I was so hot I felt like I would combust. And the burning was the worst down there, between my legs. I wanted it to stop…and I didn’t.

My hips rocked back and forth, back and forth. The friction against my center felt so good but even that wasn’t enough. I wanted to tear my clothes away, to feel his skin gliding over mine. To feel his wet, warm mouth on my nipple.

“Your mother is trusting me to protect you,” he said, voice husky. Even as he said those words, his hand slid down, fingertip tracing a line along the pounding pulse in my throat. The gentle touch made me whimper.

More, I needed more.

As if he could read my thoughts, his fingertip ventured lower, along my collarbone, lower, angling toward my ample cleavage.

Yes, oh yes. Keep going. He had to keep going.

“But you’re so fucking beautiful. I can’t stop staring at you, wanting you.”

Hostile Takeover 1 – Obsessed – A Stepbrother Billionaire Romance

For fans of Stepbrother Dearest and Stepbrother Billionaire

I despise him and yet I want him.

Mom and I have just moved into his house. Correction, I’ve moved into his mansion. Mom is living with his dad in the carriage house behind the main house. My new stepbrother is gorgeous and rich and built like a god. But he torments me, calling me “little sister”. He tries to control me. He drives me crazy. And yet the sexual tension burns my body whenever he comes near.

I know nothing can ever happen between us. He’s made that perfectly clear. And so I try to convince myself that I hate him, that he’s totally wrong for me, that I don’t care if he’s kissing another woman in his kitchen…

And yet why do I want him to be my first?

And if he is? What then?

Hostile Takeover is a THREE PART SERIAL. If you hate serials, you may want to wait until all three parts are available before buying.

Hostile Takeover 1 – Obsessed with Him – A Stepbrother Billionaire Romance

For fans of Stepbrother Dearest and Stepbrother Billionaire

I despise him and yet I want him.

Mom and I have just moved into his house. Correction, I’ve moved into his mansion. Mom is living with his dad in the carriage house behind the main house. My new stepbrother is gorgeous and rich and built like a god. But he torments me, calling me “little sister”. He tries to control me. He drives me crazy. And yet the sexual tension burns my body whenever he comes near.

I know nothing can ever happen between us. He’s made that perfectly clear. And so I try to convince myself that I hate him, that he’s totally wrong for me, that I don’t care if he’s kissing another woman in his kitchen…

And yet why do I want him to be my first?

And if he is? What then?

Hostile Takeover is a THREE PART SERIAL. If you hate serials, you may want to wait until all three parts are available before buying.

Hostile Takeover 1 – A Stepbrother Billionaire Romance

For fans of Stepbrother Dearest and Stepbrother Billionaire

I despise him and yet I want him.

Mom and I have just moved into his house. Correction, I’ve moved into his mansion. Mom is living with his dad in the carriage house behind the main house. My new stepbrother is gorgeous and rich and built like a god. But he torments me, calling me “little sister”. He tries to control me. He drives me crazy. And yet the sexual tension burns my body whenever he comes near.

I know nothing can ever happen between us. He’s made that perfectly clear. And so I try to convince myself that I hate him, that he’s totally wrong for me, that I don’t care if he’s kissing another woman in his kitchen…

And yet why do I want him to be my first?

And if he is? What then?

Hostile Takeover is a THREE PART SERIAL. If you hate serials, you may want to wait until all three parts are available before buying.

My Bad Boys, My Stepbrothers – A New Adult Romance

For fans of Stepbrother Dearest and Stepbrother Billionaire, New York Times bestselling author Tawny Taylor brings, My Bad Boys, My Billionaires a steamy New Adult romance.

Candice Cooper, aka Candi, has loved the Dean brothers for years, since they were all gangly teenagers, tripping down the winding path to adulthood. When her father died, she said goodbye to her father’s farm and the Dean brothers and left. But even though she’d driven her rusty Oldsmobile out of town on that sad day so long ago, she’d left her heart behind. For years her memories and fantasies about Justin and Cody have haunted her. Every relationship she’s tried has failed. Now four years later, Candi returns to the home she once shared with her father and the two men who she can’t stop thinking about. She needs to either surrender to the desire burning in her soul or put them both out of her life and her heart forever.

But the brothers have other ideas.

Although their souls have withered since the day Candi left town, now that she’s back, they’re both fighting to overcome a fierce, desperate need for her. Fighting, and losing. They both love her. They both need her. And, if they can finally defeat the demons from their past, they’ll have her, and this time, they won’t let her go. Available exclusively on Amazon Kindle Books.

Cover Reveal! Malevolent, a young adult dystopian novel

I may have been a little quiet lately, but rest assured, I have been hard at work, crafting a story that is close to  my heart. Malevolent, a young adult dystopian novel has a little romance and a whole lot of adventure. If you’ve read Hunger Games or Divergent, it’s along those lines. I’m hoping my Tamryn fans will love reading it as much as I have writing it. And I am so proud to reveal this glorious cover. It’s absolutely perfect.

Now, to get the rest of the book as perfect as this cover…

Malevolent (A Young Adult Dystopian Novel)

DARKEST ECSTASY featured on the RT Book Reviews blog!

From the RT Book Reviews Blog:

It’s Hump Dayyyy! It’s a 4 Ys kind of day, folks. Today we’ve got a fun excerpt from Darkest Ecstasy by Tawny Taylor set in an ultra fancy BDSM club. And who better to play with at a BDSM club than a supernatural billionaire Dom who’s destined to save the world? Talen “Tage” Garner is just that, and in this scene he proves he can get whatever he wants when he locks eyes on a long-legged beauty. Enjoy!(Click the cover to buy)

Click here to read the Hump Day Excerpt.