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December 15, 2016
Review Call…F*ck Club: Riley
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The first rule of F*ck Club…we don’t talk about it. We just do the job and get paid.
And Riley Steele did his job very well.
He’ll be the first to admit that his current life isn’t the one he’d foreseen.
It’s not even one he wants, but after his parents died and he was left to care for two siblings and a mountain of debt, he was willing to do almost anything.
Now, after almost ten years of being paid to pleasure, he’s almost numb to it…and to women.
That all changes with one phone call.
Brianna Sharpe, the girl he’d loved as a boy, is leaving an abusive lover and
needs someplace to hide.
Opening his home to Bree is easy. Protecting his heart is a different story.
She’d completely shattered it once already.
But Bree has changed and Riley wants to think there might be a chance.
Only…what will she do when she discovers his secrets?
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Riley went to her. “Just promise you won’t go back to him. He’s hurt you before and you went back. If you do it this time…”
He stopped in front of her and she tilted her head back, meeting his eyes.
He was too close.
He knew it.
But he didn’t back away.
He needed her to understand.
Reaching up, he cupped her chin. “Don’t go back to him. The next time he hurts you, I’m going to kill him, Bree.”
Her breath caught. “Don’t…don’t say that, Ry.”
“I’m going to. So save us all the trouble and just don’t go back to him.”
She blinked, then, nervously, she nodded.
Her tongue slid out, wetting her lips.
Don ’t do that…
“I won’t.”
Her breath was a soft, shaky sigh and she reached up, closing her hand around his wrist.
Back away, Ry. Do it now.
Her gaze flicked to his mouth.
A groan rumbled out of him and he thought he might explode if he didn’t touch her, kiss her…something.
“I need to…ah…” Do something. He couldn’t even think of a stupid lie, much less a convincing one.
Bree looked up at him. “I miss you.”
Fuck.
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November 14, 2016
F*CK CLUB: RILEY
F*ck Club: Riley
Release Date: January 27th 2017
The first rule of F*ck Club…we don’t talk about
it. We just do the job and get paid.
And Riley Steele did his job very well.
He’ll be the first to admit that his current life isn’t the one he’d foreseen.
It’s not even one he wants, but after his parents died and he was left to care
for two siblings and a mountain of debt, he was willing to do almost anything.
Now, after almost ten years of being paid to pleasure, he’s almost numb to
it…and to women.
That all changes with one phone call.
Brianna Sharpe, the girl he’d loved as a boy, is leaving an abusive lover and
needs someplace to hide.
Opening his home to Bree is easy. Protecting his heart is a different story.
She’d completely shattered it once already.
But Bree has changed and Riley wants to think there might be a chance.
Only…what will she do when she discovers his secrets?
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Excerpt
“Speaking of your cast, how is your arm?” he asked easily. “You doing okay, champ?”
“It hurts.” Toby stated it matter-of-factly then shrugged. “Dad pushed me and I fell of the porch.”
The words were delivered with the honesty of a child not yet broken.
Bree went still.
Connor froze. But the most dangerous reaction came from the man still sitting at the bar.
Glass shattered.
Bree jumped at the noise and Con flinched.
From the corner of his eye, Riley saw Shame slip off the stool. “Dude,” the other man said, sighing heavily. “I’m sorry. I’m just a klutz.”
Shame didn’t wait for a response. He was already walking across the floor and nobody spoke as he disappeared down one hallway and returned a moment later with a broom and dustpan in hand.
“What happened?” Toby asked, leaning in to whisper, the words overloud and easily carrying across the room.
“Hey, you heard him.” Riley tried to shrug it off. “Shame can be kind of clumsy. He dropped the glass.”
“That’s it, kid,” Shame said, voice calm and measured as he cleaned up the mess. “I’ve just got butterfingers.”
Toby didn’t think to ask about why the glass lay broken in a glittering mess of shards ten feet from where Shame had been sitting. But kids could be like that, so open, so easy and trusting.
To Riley, it was amazing that this could trust, considering the life he’d had.
Shifting the boy onto his hip, he looked over at Bree.
She was staring at the wall, still frozen.
“Bree.”
She jumped at the sound of her name and he wanted to go to her, kiss her, touch, hug her, hold her…something, just to let her know she was going to be okay.
He needed it.
But she was trembling and nervous, her eyes skittering around the room like she was preparing for an attack.
Riley didn’t know how to handle this.
He offered a smile and she gave him one in return, but it was weak and wobbling and all that did was make him more furious and it made the helplessness inside him grow until he thought it might explode out of control.
Silence grew heavy and weighted between them, broken only by the faint noises coming from behind them as Shame finished cleaning up his mess.
He disappeared again down the hall. Riley could see the other man from the corner of his eye and he half-expected Shame to just disappear. That was what the man did when things got emotionally complicated. Riley understood it. Shame’s life had sucked so bad for so long and Riley couldn’t even say that Shame was getting a grip on any of it, that he’d even learned how to cope.
What Shame did was exist.
But Shame didn’t disappear.
He came back into the main room of the club and approached Bree, stopping a few feet away.
“Sorry. You didn’t need that.”
She looked away, uneasy.
“Did you get that looked at?”
“I…yes. It looks worse than it is.” She met his eyes now and Riley could see the spread of blood creeping up her neck and into her cheeks.
She was embarrassed, ashamed.
But she met Shame’s eyes when she wouldn’t even look at Riley. It made sense, in a way. If anybody would understand, it was Shame Schaffer, the son of the biggest piece scum to ever come out of Turner Grove.
His father, Samuel Schaffer, was serving a life sentence a federal penitentiary, but not for the crimes he’d committed against Shame. Just about everybody in the whole damn town had turned a blind eye to what had been done to him as a boy. His father was the richest man in town—who was going to cross him?
Sadly, nobody had realized just what would happen when that man’s children grew up and had children of their own—like his daughter. She’d ignored the cries and screams…until it was her own son.
Shame had sat through the entire trial.
Riley had been there with him, as had his brother and sister.
Never once had they discussed it.
But they all knew.
“Don’t go back,” Shame said softly.
“I’m not.” She nodded slowly, the movement awkward like she’d forgotten how to control her own body.
A moment later, Shame turned around and headed for the door. He paused long enough to say, “I’ll see what I can do about that…staffing problem that developed last night, Ry. Back in later today.”
“I…uh…yeah. I need to go eat.” Con gave Bree a quick hug, light and easy, and then he paused by Toby and hugged him. “You be good, tough guy.”
Toby laughed. “Bye, Con.”
Once the three of them were alone, Bree busied herself looking at everything but Riley.
Riley busied himself with eating in the sight of her as fast as he could.
The only times he ever saw her were on the random trips to the grocery store—he knew her schedule like the back of his hand and did his best to time all of his shopping so that he’d be there when she worked.
But those few minutes each week weren’t enough.
Not for him and not for her, either.
She still cared about him. He could see it.
Her eyes would light up and she’d get that blush of nervous excitement she’d had on her cheeks the first time he’d asked her out, the first time he’d kissed her…the first time he’d stripped her naked and made love to her in the back of his old pick-up truck.
Now, as if she sensed his thoughts, she glanced over at him and that blush made an appearance, started low on her neck, tinging her dusky skin with a soft pink and spreading upward. He wanted to bite her, wanted to lick her and kiss her and a thousand other things.
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October 26, 2016
said he, said she…unless you’re ee cummings…
So I finally joined a book club here in my neck of the woods. Nobody knows I’m an author. It’s one of the reasons I like my anonynmity and my pictures with books over my face and my pen name…I decide who gets to know, etc. Okay, there’s one person who might know–if she remembers. But I dunno.
But that’s not the point of this discussion.
The book…and the DIALOGUE TAGS…man.
We’re going to pretend we’re talking aloud for this point of today’s blog post. Read along *out loud* with me. You’ll get the point.
This is especially helpful if you’re a writer…newbies, beware! We probably all do this starting out. 
October 25, 2016
Grimm and Shameless
I like making the headings short and to the point.
In a week, CANDY HOUSES will be back in ebook…the first in the Grimm’s Circle series. If you like a sexy Grimm fairy tale with a lot of twists…maybe check these out.
October 17, 2016
Ever Been Hunted…Hunters: Belonging
This book has been previously published…from the publisher that shall be named…and I’m reissuing it today at a price that people can…gasp…actually afford!
FYI, no new material has been added, but there are TWO bonus stories….BACK FROM HELL and NEBULOUS.
A Hunters World Novella
Being a vampire can suck. Corinne Lewis will be the first to testify to that. She went through the “change” but it certainly didn’t change her all that much.
Still shy, quiet and a wallflower, she doesn’t fit in with the rest of the vampires or other paranormal creatures at Excelsior, the school that trains the elite Hunters. She lives there now, working for the people who took her in after the vampire attack that changed her and left her too afraid to cope with undead life—and everything else.
Of course…there are some changes, and they are awkward. She was never really liked sex, always thought she might be frigid, but now she needs it. A lot. One night, unable to go to the men at Excelsior, she goes in search of a one-night stand and finds herself facing a blast from the past.
But once he discovers who she is, can he forgive her?
And can she let him go?
Excerpt
“Do you remember that last Christmas? Before you broke things off with Owen.”
Was it just him or did she suddenly look a little paler? A little more nervous? Slowly, she nodded. “You were wearing this gold dress and kept toying with your necklace. And you had the saddest look on your face.”
She wasn’t looking at him now. She was staring at the floor again, concentrating on it, just so she wouldn’t have to look at him.
Fine by him. Levi really didn’t need to see her face as he humiliated himself. “I didn’t like seeing you look that miserable. All I wanted to do was make you smile a little. Maybe make you laugh. You always laughed when I teased you, even while you blushed and tried to hide it. That was the only thing I wanted to do. But then I kissed you, and you moved…everything changed for me that day. Everything. But it didn’t change for anybody else. Just me. You were still Owen’s lady, and you never really talked to me unless I started a conversation. You never looked at me unless you had to. I was nonexistent. The day you broke things off with Owen, I felt like a fucking asshole because all I could think about was the fact that since you didn’t belong to Owen anymore, I might have a chance. Then that night…”
He paused and took a deep breath. She still wasn’t looking at him. His heart clenched painfully and he turned away. “That night, I didn’t want to let you leave. I wanted you. But it didn’t feel right. I spent the past four years of my life hating myself over that. If I’d done what I wanted, maybe none of this would have happened.”
“Levi…”
He shook his head. “I didn’t recognize you either, at least not all the way. But something inside me knew. You were the first person, in four damn years, to make me feel much of anything besides grief and guilt.” He snorted. “But all you needed was a dick. Hope it helped, Cori.”
He reached for the doorknob.
But before he could open it, Cori was just there. So fast—almost like magic. Poof. She had her back pressed to the door and when he tried to tug it open, she leaned back harder. Levi narrowed his eyes. “I’m done here, Cori.”
“I’m not.” She gazed at him, something he couldn’t quite define shining in her eyes. She caught her lower lip between her teeth, a familiar nervous gesture, one he’d seen a hundred times before. “Do you remember that day at the river, when you asked, why then? Why was it I suddenly knew I had to call things off with Owen?”
Instead of answering, he crossed his arms over his chest. It kept him from doing something stupid, something that would humiliate him. Like grabbing her. Or going down on his knees and begging…for what? He didn’t even know.
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October 12, 2016
#SBC16… it’s almost here!!
Are you in or near Orlando? Come hang out at #SBC16. I’m going to be there next week! After I’m done getting my pants scared off at Universal Halloween Horror Nights, then after me and the kids are done playing at Hogwarts, I’ll be spending Saturday with readers at Shameless Book Con.
Tickets are still on sale… check it out here!
Reminder… I’ve got some books stuffs going on this month.
Belonging will be reissued at a new, lower (and I mean much lower) price this coming Monday.
A Hunters World Novella
Being a vampire can suck. Corinne Lewis will be the first to testify to that. She went through the “change” but it certainly didn’t change her all that much.
Still shy, quiet and a wallflower, she doesn’t fit in with the rest of the vampires or other paranormal creatures at Excelsior, the school that trains the elite Hunters. She lives there now, working for the people who took her in after the vampire attack that changed her and left her too afraid to cope with undead life—and everything else.
Of course…there are some changes, and they are awkward. She was never really liked sex, always thought she might be frigid, but now she needs it. A lot. One night, unable to go to the men at Excelsior, she goes in search of a one-night stand and finds herself facing a blast from the past.
But once he discovers who she is, can he forgive her?
And can she let him go?
includes two bonus stories… Back From Hell and Nebulous.
And also.
These. I want these.
Aren’t they fabulous?
These are the Raven gloves. I want them the most but I like almost all of them. Go look. Pick your favorites.
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October 8, 2016
Looking for more reviewers for my street team…
Are you interested in reviewing things early?
I need some more people on my street team.
Now I’m lazy and the big thing you get out of this…well, it’s books. I try to remember to drop in and hang out but between writing and trying to get my backlist stuff out…well, um…again.
I suck at it.
But I still need people who might be interested in helping get reviews of my books out the week of, before or after release.
Are you interested?
In order to join, you have to have an active goodreads account or blog. Sorry…this isn’t for people looking to get into reviewing and if you request to review and don’t actually post them, you might well be cut.
But if you’re interested, email me at shilohwalker2011@gmail.com and let me know where you’ve reviewed and what books of mine you’ve read in the past.
I’ll hook you up after that.
Thanks!
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October 7, 2016
Candy Houses… Reissue…
So… the rights on Candy Houses reverted back to me. I’m reissuing them, as they revert back, at lower prices, with new covers…and under the J.C. Daniels name…mainly because they are very much an urban fantasy sort of story. No new material is being added, but some might include bonus stories, etc.
Like this one.
So you think you know fairy tales? Guess again.
Candy Houses
Grimm’s Circle, Book 1
It’s been hundreds of years since Greta’s so-called story came to an end and it didn’t end with a happily ever after then. Why should she expect it to be any different now?
She’s a Grimm—a special kind of guardian angel and official ass-kicker in the paranormal world. Between trying to stay alive, training new Grimm and dealing with demons, romance is hard to come by. Then there’s the fact that there’s only been one man ever who really made her heart race.
And he’s been out of her life for a long, long time…
But now he’s back and just in time.
Greta needs Rip’s help.
There’s an unexpected threat to their world, a betrayal none of them saw coming.
Working together is the last thing they want, but it just might be their only chance.
A fairy tale best suited for grown-ups…don’t say you weren’t warned.
Excerpt
Rip was standing in the doorway with one shoulder propped against the door jam. He had a look in his eyes that sent my skin to tingling all over. I mean all over—I felt it in my lips, my toes and every square inch in between.
“Hey,” I said. My voice cracked.
He continued to stare at me.
It was very, very unnerving the way he watched me.
“Ahh…is everything okay?”
Currently an iBooks exclusive preorder… includes a bonus story!
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October 5, 2016
So the sun sets on EC…
Some people are gloating.
I’m not. It’s sad, really.
For those who haven’t heard, news is going around on twitter and facebook and blogs that Ellora’s Cave will shut down effective…well, pretty damn quick.
EC gave me my start. For quite a while, I was very happy there. I got paid on time, I was able to tell whatever stories I wanted and I had no complaints.
That changed, yes.
But I got my start at EC, as did a number of authors I know.
EBOOKS, in general, got a huge boost from EC. I think Kindle, as we know it, exists because of Jeff Bezos saw what a powerhouse books like EC could become and he took action to monetize that. Erotic romance and the boom of the indie market, I believe, can be traced back to that huge surge that EC brought to the market in 2004-2006.
EC, I believe, helped change the market. But they didn’t change with the market. They didn’t adapt. They couldn’t keep up and that sucks (IMO). They didn’t treat their authors well (IMO, allegedly and all that jazz).
And now they are going to be just another bygone epublisher that didn’t change and keep up with the times.
Yeah…that’s sad.
The people in charge could have done a lot of things differently and that’s on them. I have little pity in me but I do remember what it is was like when I had all of those books and we were all hanging out on the yahoo groups and things were…so shiny and new.
For it to go from that to this in the span of a decade?
It sucks. I wish all the luck in the world to the editors, to the cover artists, Raelene, etc.
And authors…get your fricking rights back.
**FYI… just a reminder… I’m a snot about my blog. Comments are open, but if you can’t be courteous and respectful…don’t comment here. It will just get deleted. I don’t care if you agree with my opinion or anybody else’s, but do so with courtesy.
Otherwise, I will delete. With pleasure. Happiness. Even some giddiness, depending on my mood. Or it might get edited to reflect whatever in the mood I feel like making it say.
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