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NEW! Blissful Volume 1
Yes, that's right, Blissful Volume 1 is available for download! This sweet romance is sure to set your heart on fire :)
What others have to say:
"Loved Maddy she was such a cutie ... can't wait to see how this story develops." ~ Maria T. - Goodreads
Blurb:
Unlucky is my middle name. My life as a singer-songwriter in a band I started with my best friend isn’t getting anywhere. I’m curvy and being thin is apparently important for a musical career. When my high school sweetheart and I get married, I find him kissing my best friend. Of course I didn’t put up with it.
Broken and depressed, I run away from everything I know, but even my car breaks down. Like I said … luck is not on my side.
Until I meet Jack …
Maintaining a ranch isn’t easy. I’ve got more work than time. Spare time is a luxury I can’t afford and won’t give into. When I spend one moment alone with my thoughts, I’m done for. Alcohol becomes my friend, because I can’t bear to feel the misery inside my heart.
I hate who I’ve become. Sorrow eats me up, but I won’t let anyone see. I need to keep on living, keep on fighting, and do everything on my own. For her, my little angel. She’s all I have left.
Until I meet Amy …
Lost in misery, love is our salvation
Excerpt (Jack's POV):
Her phone buzzes, and she stops working to check it. She’s leaning against the open door of the stables, probably reading a text message. Her gloomy face worries me.
She sniffs, and her body starts shaking. Oh shit. This doesn’t look good. She squints, her lips quivering and moving down. Oh, please, no. Don’t start crying, please, don’t cry.
Her eyes are getting watery, and before I know it she runs out the stable.
“Amy!” I holler, but she doesn’t stop.
I go after her. I need to know what’s bothering her so much that she’s crying all the time. I can’t let someone around me be so sad. It hurts me, too.
She’s clenching a fence somewhere up ahead, her blonde hair whisking in the wind. She looks stunning. The breeze makes her whimpers almost inaudible. Almost. My heart aches just from hearing it. I don’t want to see her sad.
I walk toward her, but find her cell phone a few feet away from her. I pick it up and hesitate, but I can’t stop myself from glancing shortly.
‘I’m sorry, Amy. I shouldn’t have kissed her. Please, tell me this isn’t the end. XOXO, Ronnie.’
So she has a boyfriend. Or had? I don’t know. Shit. I shouldn’t have looked at this. Fuck, what am I doing? Amy’s crying, and now I know why. I should get over there and comfort her.
I don’t wait another second and walk up to her. She’s clenching the fence tight, as if it’s the last thing she has to hold on to. I can her hear snivel, trying to hold back the tears. Oh, Amy …
I stand next to her and gaze at the field. It’s quiet for some time. I don’t know what to do. I’m not good with this. If I were, I’d know how to comfort myself, but I don’t.
“Want to talk about it?” I say after a while.
She shakes her head, but then another whimpering session begins. I rub over her shoulder and try to soothe her as much as I can.
“My ex. He kissed her. My best friend,” she suddenly says.
Okay, so she shakes her head, yet still talks? I swear I don’t get girls at all.
“On my wedding day!” she yells.
Oh. That’s fucking bad. Like hellish. “Shit …” is all I say. What else am I supposed to say? She’s bawling her eyes out, and it’s all because of that fucking jerk. All I can think of is wanting to crack him open and spit him out, spew shit about him, and swear as if there’s no tomorrow, but I can’t do that. It’s her ex. She’s crying over him, so that means she still cares about him. If I’d call him all sorts of things I’m sure she’ll be angry with me instead of him.
“Yes, he’s a fucking bastard!” she yells. “You cheating asshole!” she screams, leaning over the fence as if she’s hoping the words will cross the land and find their way to his ears.
Then she turns around and buries her head in my chest.
My body freezes. I gasp, pondering what to do. She’s crying against me, making my shirt wet, and I all I can think of is wanting her closer. Damn, Jack, when did you turn into such a sissy?
She wraps her arms around my neck, howling swear words while sobbing. Oh, I give up. I put my arms around her and pull her closer. She needs this. She needs me. I’m not sure what I want or need, but I have to be here for her. She can use me to cry onto. She can shout at me, beat me up, and crash into me. If it stops her from feeling sad, I’ll do anything. I can’t bear to hear her cry. Not another soul.
My hand brushes back and forth over her back. I try to calm her down by shushing and rocking sideways. She’s still crying, but it’s slowly lessening.
Suddenly I feel something clench my leg and squeeze in between us.
Amy lets go of me and peers down between our legs. Madeline pushed her way through and is now hugging Amy’s leg.
“Don’t cry, Amy,” she says.
Amy wipes the tears from her cheeks and pats Madeline on the head. We look at each other, momentarily. She doesn’t need to say anything to let me know she’s thankful that I was here when she needed someone.
Madeline quickly runs off, cramming herself through the fence, and into the field. We watch her dart around, picking flowers as she goes. She comes back and holds them up to Amy.
“For you.”
A smile slowly creeps onto Amy’s face. She gets on her knees, ignoring the fact that her jeans get dirty, and takes the flowers from Madeline. “Aw. They’re lovely.” She leans closer and beckons Madeline to lean closer too. “Thank you very much, Madeline.”
“You’re welcome!” Maddy giggles and runs off to chase the birds that are eating the leftover grain.
Amy watches Madeline before standing up again. Her eyes are still red and swollen, but her depressed face is gone. I can see she’s already falling in love with my sweet Maddy, just like everyone else who meets her. I chuckle. Of course she is.
“What?” she says.
“Oh, nothing.”
She gives me a quick jab against the shoulder, and makes me step back. This girl’s got some punch in her. Didn’t expect that. I didn’t expect her to get over her sadness so quickly, either. It’s admirable. I guess in that way she’s stronger than me.
She looks at me, stares at me even, and I feel embarrassed. Her perpetual gaze is petrifying me. I know she can see it. See underneath all of the layers, all of the jokes that I hide behind. It’s as if she’s peering into my soul, gazing at all the destruction I’ve done. Gazing at the ruin that is my life.
A chill crawls under my skin. I don’t want her to look at me like that, as if they can see all the hurt. As if they think they can do something about it. I don’t want anyone delving up my screwed up history. There’s no reason and no way in hell I’m going to let that happen. Unveiling what I’ve tried to bury for so long will kill me.
I clear my throat. “Let’s get back to work, if you’re ready.”
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What others have to say:
"Loved Maddy she was such a cutie ... can't wait to see how this story develops." ~ Maria T. - Goodreads
Blurb:
Unlucky is my middle name. My life as a singer-songwriter in a band I started with my best friend isn’t getting anywhere. I’m curvy and being thin is apparently important for a musical career. When my high school sweetheart and I get married, I find him kissing my best friend. Of course I didn’t put up with it.
Broken and depressed, I run away from everything I know, but even my car breaks down. Like I said … luck is not on my side.
Until I meet Jack …
Maintaining a ranch isn’t easy. I’ve got more work than time. Spare time is a luxury I can’t afford and won’t give into. When I spend one moment alone with my thoughts, I’m done for. Alcohol becomes my friend, because I can’t bear to feel the misery inside my heart.
I hate who I’ve become. Sorrow eats me up, but I won’t let anyone see. I need to keep on living, keep on fighting, and do everything on my own. For her, my little angel. She’s all I have left.
Until I meet Amy …
Lost in misery, love is our salvation
Excerpt (Jack's POV):
Her phone buzzes, and she stops working to check it. She’s leaning against the open door of the stables, probably reading a text message. Her gloomy face worries me.
She sniffs, and her body starts shaking. Oh shit. This doesn’t look good. She squints, her lips quivering and moving down. Oh, please, no. Don’t start crying, please, don’t cry.
Her eyes are getting watery, and before I know it she runs out the stable.
“Amy!” I holler, but she doesn’t stop.
I go after her. I need to know what’s bothering her so much that she’s crying all the time. I can’t let someone around me be so sad. It hurts me, too.
She’s clenching a fence somewhere up ahead, her blonde hair whisking in the wind. She looks stunning. The breeze makes her whimpers almost inaudible. Almost. My heart aches just from hearing it. I don’t want to see her sad.
I walk toward her, but find her cell phone a few feet away from her. I pick it up and hesitate, but I can’t stop myself from glancing shortly.
‘I’m sorry, Amy. I shouldn’t have kissed her. Please, tell me this isn’t the end. XOXO, Ronnie.’
So she has a boyfriend. Or had? I don’t know. Shit. I shouldn’t have looked at this. Fuck, what am I doing? Amy’s crying, and now I know why. I should get over there and comfort her.
I don’t wait another second and walk up to her. She’s clenching the fence tight, as if it’s the last thing she has to hold on to. I can her hear snivel, trying to hold back the tears. Oh, Amy …
I stand next to her and gaze at the field. It’s quiet for some time. I don’t know what to do. I’m not good with this. If I were, I’d know how to comfort myself, but I don’t.
“Want to talk about it?” I say after a while.
She shakes her head, but then another whimpering session begins. I rub over her shoulder and try to soothe her as much as I can.
“My ex. He kissed her. My best friend,” she suddenly says.
Okay, so she shakes her head, yet still talks? I swear I don’t get girls at all.
“On my wedding day!” she yells.
Oh. That’s fucking bad. Like hellish. “Shit …” is all I say. What else am I supposed to say? She’s bawling her eyes out, and it’s all because of that fucking jerk. All I can think of is wanting to crack him open and spit him out, spew shit about him, and swear as if there’s no tomorrow, but I can’t do that. It’s her ex. She’s crying over him, so that means she still cares about him. If I’d call him all sorts of things I’m sure she’ll be angry with me instead of him.
“Yes, he’s a fucking bastard!” she yells. “You cheating asshole!” she screams, leaning over the fence as if she’s hoping the words will cross the land and find their way to his ears.
Then she turns around and buries her head in my chest.
My body freezes. I gasp, pondering what to do. She’s crying against me, making my shirt wet, and I all I can think of is wanting her closer. Damn, Jack, when did you turn into such a sissy?
She wraps her arms around my neck, howling swear words while sobbing. Oh, I give up. I put my arms around her and pull her closer. She needs this. She needs me. I’m not sure what I want or need, but I have to be here for her. She can use me to cry onto. She can shout at me, beat me up, and crash into me. If it stops her from feeling sad, I’ll do anything. I can’t bear to hear her cry. Not another soul.
My hand brushes back and forth over her back. I try to calm her down by shushing and rocking sideways. She’s still crying, but it’s slowly lessening.
Suddenly I feel something clench my leg and squeeze in between us.
Amy lets go of me and peers down between our legs. Madeline pushed her way through and is now hugging Amy’s leg.
“Don’t cry, Amy,” she says.
Amy wipes the tears from her cheeks and pats Madeline on the head. We look at each other, momentarily. She doesn’t need to say anything to let me know she’s thankful that I was here when she needed someone.
Madeline quickly runs off, cramming herself through the fence, and into the field. We watch her dart around, picking flowers as she goes. She comes back and holds them up to Amy.
“For you.”
A smile slowly creeps onto Amy’s face. She gets on her knees, ignoring the fact that her jeans get dirty, and takes the flowers from Madeline. “Aw. They’re lovely.” She leans closer and beckons Madeline to lean closer too. “Thank you very much, Madeline.”
“You’re welcome!” Maddy giggles and runs off to chase the birds that are eating the leftover grain.
Amy watches Madeline before standing up again. Her eyes are still red and swollen, but her depressed face is gone. I can see she’s already falling in love with my sweet Maddy, just like everyone else who meets her. I chuckle. Of course she is.
“What?” she says.
“Oh, nothing.”
She gives me a quick jab against the shoulder, and makes me step back. This girl’s got some punch in her. Didn’t expect that. I didn’t expect her to get over her sadness so quickly, either. It’s admirable. I guess in that way she’s stronger than me.
She looks at me, stares at me even, and I feel embarrassed. Her perpetual gaze is petrifying me. I know she can see it. See underneath all of the layers, all of the jokes that I hide behind. It’s as if she’s peering into my soul, gazing at all the destruction I’ve done. Gazing at the ruin that is my life.
A chill crawls under my skin. I don’t want her to look at me like that, as if they can see all the hurt. As if they think they can do something about it. I don’t want anyone delving up my screwed up history. There’s no reason and no way in hell I’m going to let that happen. Unveiling what I’ve tried to bury for so long will kill me.
I clear my throat. “Let’s get back to work, if you’re ready.”
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Blissful Vol. 2 - out now!
Blissful Volume 2 is in the stores right now!
This sweet New Adult Romance will continue with at least 2 more books, so I hope you enjoy this one ;) There's a lot more to come.
Blurb:
Mending our hearts isn't as easy as it seems
Meeting Jack has been an eye opener for a curvy girl like me. Only now do I realize that there are good men in the world who deserve more love. He's a sexy hardworking man, and his ranch and daughter are all he has left. Passion is missing in his life.
I want to give him what he needs, but he won't let me. Then again, I'm not sure what I want either. My career as a singer songwriter has been on hold ever since I met him, and now I miss it more than anything. I know I'll have to make a choice someday.
However, I also know that Jack's hiding his past from me, and the truth will come out sooner or later...
When I met Amy I never imagined wanting her as much as I do now. I'm starting to fall for her, and I don't know if I can hold back any longer. I'm afraid, though. What if her loving brings back those painful memories from the past? I've been drowning the sorrow in alcohol for as long as I can remember. If the wounds in my heart tear open again, I'm not sure I can resist the urge to stop living.
Only Amy can rescue me now, and I hope it's not too late ... for the both of us.
Check out this very hot excerpt below:
His hands are cupped around my face, and he inches closer. For a moment I hold my breath and close my eyes. His breathing tingles against my lips. When they press against mine it feels as though I’m on cloud nine again. He’s soft and delicate, moving slow and passionate. I want to embrace him and hold him against me, encapsulating him in my warmth.
But he backs away again. Opening my eyes, I can see tears welling up in his.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he whispers.
“You aren’t.”
He looks down at the sheets, the only space between us. “I’m afraid … so afraid that all I want is a woman. That it’s just lust. I don’t want to do that to you.”
I place my hand on his arm. “I know it isn’t. I’ve seen you, Jack. The way you look at me. The way you treat me. You care about me. You can tell me all you want, but I’m not falling for it. I know what’s inside there.” I press my finger against his taut chest. “Just like you knew with me.”
He grasps my finger and pulls it up to his lips, moving it around as if he’s caressing himself with my fingers. I can feel his yearning, how much he wants to be loved, but the angst is holding him back.
No more.
Leaning closer to him, I grab his free hand and press it against my chest, close to my heart. “We both need love. I don’t care if you’re a rebound.”
He lets go off my hand and looks at me. He scans my face, checks out my breasts at exactly the place his hand is resting, and looks farther down. He looks at my leg, the spot which isn’t covered by the blanket. I took off my pants long ago, and when he sees the bare skin his hand slips under the blanket.
I hold my breath as I feel his rough hands gently slide up my leg, moving to a painful bruise on my knee. He caresses it softly, easing the pain. Then his fingers slowly urge upward to my thigh. I hiss and shudder as he reaches my inner thigh and squeezes it. I can feel the heat pooling my belly and the moist building up between my thighs. I don’t want him to stop, but it’s scary having another man touch me there.
He leans in and presses his lips onto mine. It’s breathtaking. The way he shivers as he touches me, the way his lips are both curious and anxious at the same time. I want it. I want all of it. I want him, every part of him, no matter how bad.
We both need someone to love us.
When he stops, a tear trickles down his cheek. He lets his head fall down onto my breasts, burying it into my chest, and he sniffs. “I want to have you so badly. Please, let me have you,” he whispers. “If only just for the night. Make me forget.”
His fingers dig into my skin, and his breathing is ragged. I can hear he’s holding himself back. He wants me terribly, but we both aren’t sure if this is for real. If it’s love or lust. If it’s just a relief from the pain.
But we’re both the same. We both need the consolation. The sweetness of love to mend our wounded hearts. I won’t hold him down. I need this as much as he does. However damaged we are.
“You can have me,” I say.
“But I’m a broken man. I can’t offer you anything in return.”
“You don’t need to. We both have to ease the pain, and we can do that with love.”
He lifts his head and starts kissing me again. It’s soft and subtle, but he’s still whimpering. The saltiness of his tears makes me want to smother him. I don’t want to let him go. I want to give him what he needs. What I need. More. We will heal each other, if only for the night.
He stops for a moment and looks me in the eye. “Are you sure?”
I nod.
“I don’t want to do anything you don’t like.”
“Shut up and kiss me,” I say, muffling a laugh, and I press my lips firmly against his.
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Blurb:
Mending our hearts isn't as easy as it seems
Meeting Jack has been an eye opener for a curvy girl like me. Only now do I realize that there are good men in the world who deserve more love. He's a sexy hardworking man, and his ranch and daughter are all he has left. Passion is missing in his life.
I want to give him what he needs, but he won't let me. Then again, I'm not sure what I want either. My career as a singer songwriter has been on hold ever since I met him, and now I miss it more than anything. I know I'll have to make a choice someday.
However, I also know that Jack's hiding his past from me, and the truth will come out sooner or later...
When I met Amy I never imagined wanting her as much as I do now. I'm starting to fall for her, and I don't know if I can hold back any longer. I'm afraid, though. What if her loving brings back those painful memories from the past? I've been drowning the sorrow in alcohol for as long as I can remember. If the wounds in my heart tear open again, I'm not sure I can resist the urge to stop living.
Only Amy can rescue me now, and I hope it's not too late ... for the both of us.
Check out this very hot excerpt below:
His hands are cupped around my face, and he inches closer. For a moment I hold my breath and close my eyes. His breathing tingles against my lips. When they press against mine it feels as though I’m on cloud nine again. He’s soft and delicate, moving slow and passionate. I want to embrace him and hold him against me, encapsulating him in my warmth.
But he backs away again. Opening my eyes, I can see tears welling up in his.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he whispers.
“You aren’t.”
He looks down at the sheets, the only space between us. “I’m afraid … so afraid that all I want is a woman. That it’s just lust. I don’t want to do that to you.”
I place my hand on his arm. “I know it isn’t. I’ve seen you, Jack. The way you look at me. The way you treat me. You care about me. You can tell me all you want, but I’m not falling for it. I know what’s inside there.” I press my finger against his taut chest. “Just like you knew with me.”
He grasps my finger and pulls it up to his lips, moving it around as if he’s caressing himself with my fingers. I can feel his yearning, how much he wants to be loved, but the angst is holding him back.
No more.
Leaning closer to him, I grab his free hand and press it against my chest, close to my heart. “We both need love. I don’t care if you’re a rebound.”
He lets go off my hand and looks at me. He scans my face, checks out my breasts at exactly the place his hand is resting, and looks farther down. He looks at my leg, the spot which isn’t covered by the blanket. I took off my pants long ago, and when he sees the bare skin his hand slips under the blanket.
I hold my breath as I feel his rough hands gently slide up my leg, moving to a painful bruise on my knee. He caresses it softly, easing the pain. Then his fingers slowly urge upward to my thigh. I hiss and shudder as he reaches my inner thigh and squeezes it. I can feel the heat pooling my belly and the moist building up between my thighs. I don’t want him to stop, but it’s scary having another man touch me there.
He leans in and presses his lips onto mine. It’s breathtaking. The way he shivers as he touches me, the way his lips are both curious and anxious at the same time. I want it. I want all of it. I want him, every part of him, no matter how bad.
We both need someone to love us.
When he stops, a tear trickles down his cheek. He lets his head fall down onto my breasts, burying it into my chest, and he sniffs. “I want to have you so badly. Please, let me have you,” he whispers. “If only just for the night. Make me forget.”
His fingers dig into my skin, and his breathing is ragged. I can hear he’s holding himself back. He wants me terribly, but we both aren’t sure if this is for real. If it’s love or lust. If it’s just a relief from the pain.
But we’re both the same. We both need the consolation. The sweetness of love to mend our wounded hearts. I won’t hold him down. I need this as much as he does. However damaged we are.
“You can have me,” I say.
“But I’m a broken man. I can’t offer you anything in return.”
“You don’t need to. We both have to ease the pain, and we can do that with love.”
He lifts his head and starts kissing me again. It’s soft and subtle, but he’s still whimpering. The saltiness of his tears makes me want to smother him. I don’t want to let him go. I want to give him what he needs. What I need. More. We will heal each other, if only for the night.
He stops for a moment and looks me in the eye. “Are you sure?”
I nod.
“I don’t want to do anything you don’t like.”
“Shut up and kiss me,” I say, muffling a laugh, and I press my lips firmly against his.
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Release Day Blitz FIERCE + Giveaway!!
FIERCE is finally released!! :D
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Thanks to all my fans it's already sitting at 494 in the amazon store!!!
With a rating of 4.5 it's proven to be loved by many :D
And the best thing of all: it's only 0.99 cents!!! This deal lasts only 1 week!!
What are you waiting for? Grab your copy now!!
Links:
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FURY is released!
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SYNOPSIS
Would you risk everything for love?
Life has held nothing but hardships for Hunter Bane. Growing up with a learning disability wasn’t easy, especially when you’re poor. With only his brother to support him, Hunter clings to the short moments of happiness in life. Like when he meets Autumn Blakewood.
Autumn Blakewood is a geek at heart. Reading is her passion, and she can’t spend one day without her books. She’s always locked up in her room studying, trying to avoid trouble. Until Hunter comes into her life.
Hunter can’t resist the temptation to get closer to Autumn. She is his complete opposite, and yet he’s drawn to her in ways he can’t explain. But when his brother is caught dealing drugs and sent to prison, Hunter’s world shatters.
To save his brother, Hunter has to join the gang he’s feared his entire life. Now he’s forced to choose between his family and the one girl he loves. Fighting for both, his fury is all he needs…
EXCERPT
My forehead leans against hers as I gaze into her deep blue eyes that are full of longing. I want her to believe me, to trust in me, to feel that I need her. I didn’t want her to get hurt because of me, but I can’t stay away any longer. I need her more than anything. She is my drug and I’m giving in to my addiction.
I lick and bite my lip in anticipation, waiting for her to let me in. I can’t stop wanting her, but if she really doesn’t want me the same way I do then I’ll have no choice but to stop. “Tell me what you want. What you really need. Do you want me to let you go? Do you want me to stop hunting for you?” I whisper.
I’m pleading in my head for her to say ‘no.’ I look her in the eye, telling her without words that this is what I desire the most. She takes in a deep breath and opens her mouth.
When she says, “Kiss me. I want you to kiss me,” I’m done for.
I press my lips on top of hers like before, taking it slow and easy this time. It felt like I was dying of thirst, but now, after knowing she’s okay with it, I’m much calmer. I take her lips in slow, lavish licks, kissing her with every ounce of my love.
She shivers in my arms as I hold onto her tight, pulling her closer to me. She kisses me back tenderly, her lips as caring and soft as she is. Her hot mouth is driving me insane. She’s the only one who can do this to me.
She’s turning to mush in my arms, and I love how it feels, so powerful, so intense. My instincts take over as I grab her hands and pin them above her head. I alternate my kisses with nibbles, arousing her so much she moans out loud. My cock responds with enthusiasm, poking against the fabric of my pants, eager to take her.
Before I know it, my hands are slipping down her body, along her waist, and to her thighs, my fingers desperate to squeeze that tight ass of hers. Her arms find their way to my chest, and I love how she feels me up, desperate to get a hold of me. She twines her arms around my neck, giving me full access to her skin. I kiss my way to her neck, finally able to press my lips on that one spot I know winds girls up. She starts panting, and then I know I’ve hit the sweet spot.
I’ve waited so long for this that it takes every fiber of my being not to pick her up and bang her against the car right now. She’s a virgin, and I don’t want to make her do things she’s not ready for. She’s never been fucked, and that’s all I ever do. I don’t make love. I bang girls, take them in whatever position I like. I’m not so sure she’s even been kissed like this before.
But shit, this is fucking hot.
I pull back for a second, breathing out my horniness. “God, that dress,” I groan. “Why’d you have to put that on?”
“Couldn’t come to the party in a pair of sweatpants,” she mutters.
She giggles when I leave little pecks on her collarbone, peeking down into her dress. I can already see the swell of her tits, primed and ready for me to cup and lick the crown. “Hmmm …” I rest my head on her shoulder, nibbling on her earlobe. “You look so damn hot… You don’t wanna know what goes on in my mind when you’re all dressed up like this. It’s too dirty to handle,” I whisper.
I can feel the goose bumps forming on her body as my hands slide down her arm. “Although I wouldn’t mind the sweatpants either. Easier to take off.”
Although nothing beats her sex appeal in this black dress. Damn.
I suckle on her earlobe and move back to her lips again, leaving hickeys all over her neck. My hand shifts to her ass and I squeeze tight, feeling her perky flesh in my fingers. She gasps. Hot fucking Jesus. Now I really want to come inside her.
Our lips are locked, our eyes closed, and my mind is whirring with thoughts about stripping her bare. When she grasps my hair and tugs me closer my cock thumps in my pants. My fingers slide down her leg and move up her dress, slowly getting closer to her most sensitive spot. God, I wonder if she’s ever been touched there. I’d like to be the first.
I’m fucking her with my mouth, my tongue going crazy as I press my cock against her thigh. Sweet Jesus. We’re not even naked yet and I already feel like I want to make her scream my name.
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When trust is challenged and desire takes control, is love enough to conquer fear?
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After he was abandoned by his family, Hunter Bane struggles to cope with daily life. Having a learning disability turns every task into a challenge. With his brother now free, Hunter feels the pressure to succeed and take care of the people he loves, forcing him to choose between college and a job. Hunter’s devotion to Autumn keeps him on the right path. His infatuation with her turns lust into passion, drawing out his alpha tendencies. But with affection comes admission, putting a strain on their relationship as secrets are exposed and unforeseen circumstances spiral out of control.
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I can’t take my lips off her. I need her so much right now. I’m starving for her lips. I can’t catch my breath, but I can’t stop either. I need her to feel how much I love her, need her to know how much I need her and that everything I said was a fucking lie. It was all the fear of not being able to live up to her expectations, the horror of disappointing her. I pushed her away instead of talking to her. If only I’d told her before why I was doing this, to help her mom out, then maybe this would’ve never happened.
But fuck, I am happy she’s here and that she’s all right. She’s here in my arms and I’m not letting her go. Never again.
I’m such a fucking mess, and still she loves me. I have no fucking clue why, but that’s why I love her. She loves me completely, unconditionally, so much that she can’t stand the thought of me even having the slightest scratch on me. I know I’m a bastard for earning money with fighting, but it’s the only thing I can do, and I’ll make sure I’ll be damn good at it. If she can’t see me get hurt, then I won’t let myself get hurt. I’ll make sure it never happens. I’ll train and fight until I can knockout everyone in my path with her watching me, smiling, proud.
I want to be her winner.
Smelling her, I take in her scent in with eagerness, wanting her so close, holding her isn’t even enough anymore. My fingers slide down her neck to her spine and down to her waist as I turn her around, still kissing her. I’m slowly taking her back to the car, not taking my lips off her. Entangling her fingers through my hair, she lets me push her backward until we reach the hood of the car. I’ve not been the best at finding directions when I have my fucking eyes closed. Kissing her is more important than seeing where I’m going.
She bumps against the hood, and I put my arms around her, making sure she can’t slip away. I’m not letting her out of my sight. Not anymore. Her plump, pink lips are so luscious … so soothing … so volatile for me. They turn me into something I shouldn’t be right now, but I can’t help myself.
Planting my hands on the hood, I trap her inside my arms and ravish her mouth. I can’t get enough of her, can’t get enough of her sweetness, her passion, her spark, her flame. I need her love right now.
“God … I want you so much right now, I can’t stop,” I murmur against her mouth, nipping at her lips, catching them with my teeth.
“I want you too. Don’t stop,” she whispers, and then she drags me closer by my shirt.
“Hmm …” I moan into her mouth, but then take my lips off her again. If I don’t stop now, I’ll turn into that beast again. I know, because I’ve been there before. She does that to me. Especially now, because I haven’t seen her for a while, and now that I’ve finally got my hands on her I’m not sure I can hold back. I don’t even want to, but I’m forcing myself to stop. It’s not right to take it further now. Not after what we just went through.
“We’re soaked,” I say.
“Yeah …” The way she says it sends shivers down my spine. It’s like she’s saying she’s ‘wet’ in a whole different way. Exhilarating.
“No, I mean, we should get back to the car.”
She shakes her head, pulling me in for another kiss, but I barely escape.
“I can’t control myself,” I say.
“You don’t need to.” She leans forward and pulls down my shirt, exposing my collarbone. When she starts pecking my skin, I’m done for.
Groaning, I say, “You don’t know what you’re in for.”
“Yes, I do. We’ve had sex before.”
“Not on a fucking car, on a road, in the rain.”
“I don’t care,” she whispers, wrapping her arms around my waist and pulling me closer. My cock springs alive from her tug. She’s never been this needy. This willing. It’s like she wants me to fuck her.
“I need to feel your lips on me. I need you. I need you everywhere. Inside me,” she whispers close to my ear. Fuck. She’s undoing me with her words. Now I’m hard as fuck.
It feels so fucking wrong after a fight, but so very tempting at the same time. My desire to take her has been multiplied by ten since we argued, as if my inner caveman knows that in order to fix love you need to fill each other up with love. Or in other words, fill her up to the brim.
My cock is throbbing in my pants at the thought of having her right now. I can’t think of anything else; it’s like my mind is only focused on one thing now, which is claiming her.
Ah, screw my conscious. “Fuck it …” I murmur, and then I dive into the little nook between her neck and shoulder and kiss her until my lips are raw and swollen.
I push her up against the car, and the lift her up, setting her down on the car. Parting her legs, I step closer and suck the beads of water off her skin. With my tongue I slip down her neck, licking up all the raindrops until I reach her tits. Her hands drop back onto the hood when I grasp both her perky tits in my hands and kiss the swell, going from one to the other.
“God, you’ve never tasted this good before.”
She giggles, which only gives me more incentive to seize her body and make it mine.
My fingers travel down her stomach while I keep my lips on her collarbone, teasing her as I slide lower and lower, avoiding her pleasure spot. I know she wants it, but I want her to savor that feeling for a while. I want her to realize what she’d be missing if I wasn’t there to please her anymore. And I want to enjoy myself while doing it.
I curl my fingers around her shirt and rip it over her head, surprising her. “You scared someone’s gonna find us here?” I tease, throwing the shirt on the hood of the car.
She squints, a smirk appearing on her face. “No.”
I purse my lips and raise an eyebrow. “Not even a little bit?”
Little moans escape her mouth as I massage her tits. She can’t speak, but shakes her head instead.
Hmm … I wonder how far she’ll go. I want to know if I can push her boundaries. It’s too exciting not to try. So I slide my fingers down her shoulder, pushing her bra down, and then in one surprise move I flip her tits out of her holsters.
She gasps as I immediately lock my mouth over her rosy nipples.
“Oh, Hunter …” she moans as I flick my tongue over her hardened peaks.
“What? You backing down yet?” I tease.
“No. Definitely not. Oh my god …” she murmurs.
“Hmm… I like that.” I grin against her skin as I lick her tits until they are nice and perky. My hand drifts down to her pussy and I splay my fingers, grasping her possessively. “Mine.”
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When trust is challenged and desire takes control, is love enough to conquer fear?
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After he was abandoned by his family, Hunter Bane struggles to cope with daily life. Having a learning disability turns every task into a challenge. With his brother now free, Hunter feels the pressure to succeed and take care of the people he loves, forcing him to choose between college and a job. Hunter’s devotion to Autumn keeps him on the right path. His infatuation with her turns lust into passion, drawing out his alpha tendencies. But with affection comes admission, putting a strain on their relationship as secrets are exposed and unforeseen circumstances spiral out of control.
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I can’t take my lips off her. I need her so much right now. I’m starving for her lips. I can’t catch my breath, but I can’t stop either. I need her to feel how much I love her, need her to know how much I need her and that everything I said was a fucking lie. It was all the fear of not being able to live up to her expectations, the horror of disappointing her. I pushed her away instead of talking to her. If only I’d told her before why I was doing this, to help her mom out, then maybe this would’ve never happened.
But fuck, I am happy she’s here and that she’s all right. She’s here in my arms and I’m not letting her go. Never again.
I’m such a fucking mess, and still she loves me. I have no fucking clue why, but that’s why I love her. She loves me completely, unconditionally, so much that she can’t stand the thought of me even having the slightest scratch on me. I know I’m a bastard for earning money with fighting, but it’s the only thing I can do, and I’ll make sure I’ll be damn good at it. If she can’t see me get hurt, then I won’t let myself get hurt. I’ll make sure it never happens. I’ll train and fight until I can knockout everyone in my path with her watching me, smiling, proud.
I want to be her winner.
Smelling her, I take in her scent in with eagerness, wanting her so close, holding her isn’t even enough anymore. My fingers slide down her neck to her spine and down to her waist as I turn her around, still kissing her. I’m slowly taking her back to the car, not taking my lips off her. Entangling her fingers through my hair, she lets me push her backward until we reach the hood of the car. I’ve not been the best at finding directions when I have my fucking eyes closed. Kissing her is more important than seeing where I’m going.
She bumps against the hood, and I put my arms around her, making sure she can’t slip away. I’m not letting her out of my sight. Not anymore. Her plump, pink lips are so luscious … so soothing … so volatile for me. They turn me into something I shouldn’t be right now, but I can’t help myself.
Planting my hands on the hood, I trap her inside my arms and ravish her mouth. I can’t get enough of her, can’t get enough of her sweetness, her passion, her spark, her flame. I need her love right now.
“God … I want you so much right now, I can’t stop,” I murmur against her mouth, nipping at her lips, catching them with my teeth.
“I want you too. Don’t stop,” she whispers, and then she drags me closer by my shirt.
“Hmm …” I moan into her mouth, but then take my lips off her again. If I don’t stop now, I’ll turn into that beast again. I know, because I’ve been there before. She does that to me. Especially now, because I haven’t seen her for a while, and now that I’ve finally got my hands on her I’m not sure I can hold back. I don’t even want to, but I’m forcing myself to stop. It’s not right to take it further now. Not after what we just went through.
“We’re soaked,” I say.
“Yeah …” The way she says it sends shivers down my spine. It’s like she’s saying she’s ‘wet’ in a whole different way. Exhilarating.
“No, I mean, we should get back to the car.”
She shakes her head, pulling me in for another kiss, but I barely escape.
“I can’t control myself,” I say.
“You don’t need to.” She leans forward and pulls down my shirt, exposing my collarbone. When she starts pecking my skin, I’m done for.
Groaning, I say, “You don’t know what you’re in for.”
“Yes, I do. We’ve had sex before.”
“Not on a fucking car, on a road, in the rain.”
“I don’t care,” she whispers, wrapping her arms around my waist and pulling me closer. My cock springs alive from her tug. She’s never been this needy. This willing. It’s like she wants me to fuck her.
“I need to feel your lips on me. I need you. I need you everywhere. Inside me,” she whispers close to my ear. Fuck. She’s undoing me with her words. Now I’m hard as fuck.
It feels so fucking wrong after a fight, but so very tempting at the same time. My desire to take her has been multiplied by ten since we argued, as if my inner caveman knows that in order to fix love you need to fill each other up with love. Or in other words, fill her up to the brim.
My cock is throbbing in my pants at the thought of having her right now. I can’t think of anything else; it’s like my mind is only focused on one thing now, which is claiming her.
Ah, screw my conscious. “Fuck it …” I murmur, and then I dive into the little nook between her neck and shoulder and kiss her until my lips are raw and swollen.
I push her up against the car, and the lift her up, setting her down on the car. Parting her legs, I step closer and suck the beads of water off her skin. With my tongue I slip down her neck, licking up all the raindrops until I reach her tits. Her hands drop back onto the hood when I grasp both her perky tits in my hands and kiss the swell, going from one to the other.
“God, you’ve never tasted this good before.”
She giggles, which only gives me more incentive to seize her body and make it mine.
My fingers travel down her stomach while I keep my lips on her collarbone, teasing her as I slide lower and lower, avoiding her pleasure spot. I know she wants it, but I want her to savor that feeling for a while. I want her to realize what she’d be missing if I wasn’t there to please her anymore. And I want to enjoy myself while doing it.
I curl my fingers around her shirt and rip it over her head, surprising her. “You scared someone’s gonna find us here?” I tease, throwing the shirt on the hood of the car.
She squints, a smirk appearing on her face. “No.”
I purse my lips and raise an eyebrow. “Not even a little bit?”
Little moans escape her mouth as I massage her tits. She can’t speak, but shakes her head instead.
Hmm … I wonder how far she’ll go. I want to know if I can push her boundaries. It’s too exciting not to try. So I slide my fingers down her shoulder, pushing her bra down, and then in one surprise move I flip her tits out of her holsters.
She gasps as I immediately lock my mouth over her rosy nipples.
“Oh, Hunter …” she moans as I flick my tongue over her hardened peaks.
“What? You backing down yet?” I tease.
“No. Definitely not. Oh my god …” she murmurs.
“Hmm… I like that.” I grin against her skin as I lick her tits until they are nice and perky. My hand drifts down to her pussy and I splay my fingers, grasping her possessively. “Mine.”
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He’s come to kill me.
I’m a user and abuser of my own body. In the darkest hour I sold my soul to the devil and now I must pay the price. With his gun to my head I have no choice but to listen and obey, but I refuse to go down easily. Nothing is stronger than the will to survive. My instincts kicked into full gear the second he stepped into my motel room.
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“Are you comfortable, little bird?” I ask, walking to the other side of the bed.
“Fuck you.”
“Now, now, I thought I had already established that is not the purpose of this intrusion.”
“Well then what the fuck do you want from me? Are you here to watch me do myself? Are you here to kill me? Are you going to sit there and wait until I confess my darkest secrets to you? Or do you want me to do a little dance for you, huh?” she muses. “Because I sure as hell have no clue why the fuck you are in my room, trying to fucking blow my brains out!”
I laugh and shake my head at her outburst. Grabbing her other hand, I secure it to the bedpost and tie up her last remaining free limb. Strapping it up nicely until she hisses from the pain, I say, “None of that.” I wink. “Or maybe all of them.”
“Oh, screw you! I don’t deserve any of this. What have I ever done to you?”
I frown, gazing down upon her. Her eyes speak the truth. “You don’t remember, do you?”
Her eyes widen and her lips part. It takes her a few seconds to answer. “Remember what?”
“Everything.”
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Wealth. Love. A family. Education. None of it is real. Jaret's life is broken. Fucking makes him forget.
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Lies turn into shame. Shame becomes pride. And when Jaret's proud of something, he won't let go without a fight.
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From USA TODAY Bestselling Author Clarissa Wild comes a dirty New Adult story of shamelessness, hot-blooded pride, and sexy second chances.
Take what you want. Claim it. Own it. Never let go.
Playboy Jaret Paxon has no pride. He's filthy as fuck, and he doesn't care. He's got it all... Expensive cars, a luxurious home, and a killer smile. Flirting with girls at local clubs, his money gets him whatever he desires. Tight pussy around hungry cock. Night after night. Life is good.
Except it's all a lie.
Wealth. Love. A family. Education. None of it is real. Jaret's life is broken. Fucking makes him forget.
Until Lin, the only girl who understood him, stumbles back into his life. One kiss rekindles the sparks from long ago. Jaret wants her back, but he's not the only one who screwed up. Dating the wrong guy got Lin into trouble. Now that Jaret's in the middle, someone's out for blood.
Lies turn into shame. Shame becomes pride. And when Jaret's proud of something, he won't let go without a fight.
Filthy is a novella in the Fierce series, featuring Jaret's story. Can be read as a Stand Alone. No Cliffhanger. Complete at 16500 Words. A New Adult Contemporary Romance with a Happy Ever After (HEA)
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* Author's note: This story will unfold over the span of multiple Volumes. Not all secrets will be spilled yet in this prequel. Don't let this stop you from reading, though, because this series will be one heck of a ride. So open your mind and let me take you on a journey of delirious passion, unbendable trust, frightening illusions, dangerous secrets, shocking revelations, and disturbingly dark mind games. *
When illusions come to life, how do you tell what’s real?
My life ended when I came back from vacation. Death was at my doorstep. Everything ceased to exist. To protect myself, I pushed the memories away.
All I remember is him: Sebastian Brand, my savior.
I trust only him.
I am obsessed with him.
But all I know about him is his name.
Stuck in this mental institution, I try not to think about the terrible memories that lurk deep inside me. Sebastian is the only one who can help me forget. I don’t care that they say he doesn't exist, I need Sebastian and I will find him, no matter the cost.
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SNARE (Delirious, #1)
Release Date: November 25, 2015
Blurb
His secrets will destroy her.
Taken.
Humiliated.
Used.
With his smart mouth, dirty talking and possessive behavior, Sebastian Brand has me hooked in the most shameless way. I’m obsessed with him. However, now that I’ve escaped the mental hospital, he seeks to control my every move.
The overwhelming aloofness in his attitude and darkness in his mind tells me there is more to this man than sheer dominance. Depravity is his playground and pain is a necessary evil.
Keeping me away was his first instinct.
Capturing me was his second.
Claimed by a man with the exterior of an angel and the mind of a brute, I will do anything to unveil his secrets and face my own demons.
A body in exchange for freedom. A heart in exchange for truth.
Life is never a given. Only a certain death.
This is Volume 1 in the Delirious Series, which contains 3 volumes and a prequel. These books should be read in order. THESE ARE FULL LENGTH NOVELS.
WARNING: This book contains very disturbing situations, strong language, drugs and alcohol, dubious consent, and graphic violence. Contains a cliffhanger that will make your eyes pop.
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Blurb
His secrets will destroy her.
Taken.
Humiliated.
Used.
With his smart mouth, dirty talking and possessive behavior, Sebastian Brand has me hooked in the most shameless way. I’m obsessed with him. However, now that I’ve escaped the mental hospital, he seeks to control my every move.
The overwhelming aloofness in his attitude and darkness in his mind tells me there is more to this man than sheer dominance. Depravity is his playground and pain is a necessary evil.
Keeping me away was his first instinct.
Capturing me was his second.
Claimed by a man with the exterior of an angel and the mind of a brute, I will do anything to unveil his secrets and face my own demons.
A body in exchange for freedom. A heart in exchange for truth.
Life is never a given. Only a certain death.
This is Volume 1 in the Delirious Series, which contains 3 volumes and a prequel. These books should be read in order. THESE ARE FULL LENGTH NOVELS.
WARNING: This book contains very disturbing situations, strong language, drugs and alcohol, dubious consent, and graphic violence. Contains a cliffhanger that will make your eyes pop.
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