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July 9, 2017
COVER REVEAL: Tying the Knot (Thalia Book 4)
‘Tying the Knot’ (Thalia Book 4) will be live SOON! I know many of you have been waiting for the conclusion of James and Thalia’s story and I can only hope I did it justice. 
Can’t wait to hear what you think, lovelies! It will only be $2.99 for the first week!
BLURB:
What does happily ever after look like after so much darkness?
Over two years after the trauma of her kidnapping, and the auction that brought them together, Thalia and James are finally getting their happily ever after! Celebrating their love is a piece of wedding cake, but with the help of their wild and crazy friends from Purgatory, it’s destined to be a wedding day no one will forget.
A thrilling mix of kinky fun, laughter, surprises, and the same sexy heat you’ve come to expect from James and Thalia — Tying the Knot is the perfect conclusion to this series that has brought readers to the darkest of lows, and the highest of highs.
Now, it’s time for the light. It’s time to celebrate. It’s time to get married!
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July 7, 2017
I am a mess.
I thought about posting straight to Facebook on this one, but it’s going to be long and rambly and very blog-like and so I thought it would be best to put it on the “blog”. Smart, right?
Sure.
So, if you’re reading this you probably already know that we didn’t hit the USA Today bestseller list with the boxset ‘Hero Undercover’. I found out Wednesday afternoon after spending most of the day refreshing the site, and then the URL format changed and I was able to view the results for week 27 and I looked for us. I probably went through each page of the list ten times before it finally sank in that we’d missed it. We may have missed it by a tiny bit, hitting #151 instead of #150, or we may have missed it by a mile. The issue is that when it comes to lists like this there are only two outcomes, black and white, completely binary – you are either on the list, or you are not.
We were not.
Just kidding, we all know I’m not fine.
It’s not that I hadn’t thought about the possibility of us missing the list. Going into the “live” sales week our numbers weren’t where they needed to be, and we knew that. We were so far behind in fact that it felt impossible, and I got discouraged, but I talked with people far wiser and more experienced than me and worked out a plan of attack for release week.
If we went down, we were going to go down fighting.
And that was where I made my mistake.
People close to me in my life constantly talk about my Type-A personality. My tendency to work myself to death, to always have more on my plate than can actually fit, my obsessiveness with over-achieving and succeeding and doing the things that seem impossible. I admit, it is a huge point of pride in my life. I thrive in this exhausted, stressed-out, mildly insane space. I am successful in this space, and it makes me feel good about myself. It’s how I define myself… by this ability to do everything even when that is a ridiculous expectation.
My brain is as binary as success and failure, there are no gray areas.
And when I’m successful, when things are going well, when I’m checking things off the list and nailing it and getting shit done. I feel great. I love myself, I’m proud of myself, I celebrate internally.
The problem with defining myself by my success is that when I fail, I can’t just shrug it off, and I know this about myself too.
Before we even went into the live sales week I could feel the internal struggle to throw myself into the boxset with the excessive fervor I do other things in my life, and I tried to tell myself not to. Mostly, because I knew how risky it was for us to even hit the USA Today list, and I knew exactly what would happen if we didn’t make it. I could see it yawning in front of me like the huge black pit it is. There was a thin, golden bridge over that pit that 100% relied on us making the list. Everything else was a black, yawning hole filled with all my demons – and it’s been a few months since I was down there with them and so they were waiting. They’ve missed me. They told me to try, to throw everything into making the list.
They whispered in my ear that I could do it.
So, I did. I spent time, money, and effort doing everything I could think of to make it happen. And many, many other people did too. Other authors in the set, readers, friends, our publisher – but when we missed it the only thing that mattered in my brain was that I didn’t make it. I had failed. Missed the goal. Slipped off the golden bridge, and fell into the pit.
I wasn’t surprised. In the odd out-of-body type of way I watched myself lose it, and knew it was going to get worse before it got better. I went home after the day job and poured a large glass of wine and shared my discovery with a few people in the boxset, and some close friends. The Dom and I were supposed to go see a play that night, and I told him what happened, and he felt the risk in the same way I did. Knew exactly where I was headed, but neither of us could stop it. He asked me not to hurt myself, and I told him I wouldn’t.
“I won’t hurt myself. That’s your job, right?” I asked, holding the phone and standing in my dark kitchen drinking wine like it was water in the desert.
He laughed, because our humor is always relatively fucked up, and confirmed. “That’s right, it’s my job. I’m on my way.”
When he got there I was already losing it, in that high-pitched anxiety ridden freak out mode where all I want to do is scream and rage about how fucking useless I am. The demons had opened their arms and caught me, and I was completely theirs.
Worthless. Failure. Useless. Stupid.
Why did I ever think I could make the list? Do I really think I’m special and unique?
It was pathetic how hard I’d tried for something I never deserved in the first place.
As if the world was trying to cinematically support my breakdown, a thunderstorm of Texas proportions kicked up and canceled our attempt to go see the outdoor play we’d originally planned. All for the best, really, since I was already pretty off the deep end into hating every aspect of myself. We tried to drive down to the play, gave up when the lightning was constant and the rain was hard enough that even with the wipers on full blast we were having to drive 40mph on the highway.
To be honest, the storm made me feel a little better.
But as soon as we got back to my apartment it all hit me again. I grabbed for the wine like a lifeline, and the Dom stood there in silence for a minute as I finished one glass and clumsily poured another with shaking hands. So close to a full-on anxiety attack that I could feel my ribs aching as I tried to contain it. He had bought us dinner, and wine, because we were supposed to be having a celebratory picnic while watching Merry Wives of Windsor on the lawn of a Dallas park, but this was not a celebration any longer. He said I had to eat. I said no. He reminded me that ‘no‘ was not an option when he gave me an order. I promised to throw up on him, he said he’d take the risk, and that I had to eat half the sandwich he’d brought if I was going to drink. When I stood there, borderline hyperventilating as the world crashed in on me, screaming failure failure failure, he sighed and asked me what I needed in the same way that you’d talk to a feral animal you’re trapped in a room with.
I told him I wanted him to use the belt until I couldn’t feel this way anymore.
So, we made a deal. I had to eat half a sandwich, I could drink wine, we would do cigar service on my patio and watch the lightning, and then he would belt me, fuck me, and put me to bed. All on his terms, and I didn’t get to ask for more of the belt than he wanted to give me.
And we did all that. I’ve got bite marks and bruises and welts, and they help. I like to lean against them, dig my thumbs into the ones on my thighs to feel that spike of pain, internal punishment for being such a fucking failure.
I was late to work Thursday morning, and the Dom tried to get me out of bed, but I was deep in the pit and there was no more anger, just emptiness. The void. I wasn’t worth being angry at anymore, wasn’t worth hating. I was just worthless.
And worthless people don’t get out of bed.
Eventually, he convinced me to go. I shouldn’t have, it was stupid. I spent hours at work on a project, and then the program messed up, and I lost all of the work. It was mid-afternoon, and I stared at my computer screen trying to believe that I hadn’t just lost ALL of the work I had done.
But I had.
At least by that point I was already empty, no more anger to happen, so I just got up and left work. I think I’ve walked out of work without telling anyone a handful of times in my life, and yesterday was one of them. I took xanax when I got home, grabbed a pillow, went into my closet and slept.
I slept a lot yesterday, and last night. I talked to a few people (including the Dom) who tried to pull me out of this in their own way, but the problem isn’t reality. Logic isn’t the issue. It’s me. I’m a mess.
I hide it really fucking well, because (remember what I said at the beginning?) when I’m doing well, I’m feeling great. I feel invincible. I feel fantastic. I look like I have everything together, mostly because at that time I do.
And I’m getting better today. I was able to get up with my alarm, and shower, and come to work. I still haven’t eaten yet today, but I’ll feel hunger at some point. The Dom will harass me until I eat anyway, and the bottle of wine he dropped off outside of my apartment is contingent upon me eating food, with protein. I know in the out-of-body way that there is nothing more I could have done to hit the list. I did everything I could, spent an irresponsible amount of money on promotion and giveaways, dedicated a ton of time to it.
I know this.
The problem is my brain doesn’t care. My brain is black and white, pass or fail – and I failed. This is the downside to being the type of person I am. This is one of the reasons I’m such a twisted masochist. I like being hurt, it makes me feel better. I have another session with the Dom on Saturday to try and fix this.
I want to pull out of the pit. I don’t want to listen to the demons. I don’t want to hate myself as much as I do right now. I know it’s ridiculous. I know that it’s hard for people to understand. I know that for others it’s as easy as shrugging, acknowledging that they did their best, and then moving on. It’s not even that I have a very good chance of hitting the list in August (with another boxset).
None of that matters to my brain.
Normally I’d just stay silent about this fucked up side of my personality. I’d keep quiet about all the not-fun-darkness that seeps in at the edges of my life, always waiting for me to slip up, make a mistake, fail in some way so it can swallow me whole.
But I’m lucky enough to have a lot of people who care, a lot of people who are worried about me, and a lot of people who don’t understand why I collapsed in on myself this week. Why I have all the feelings.
So, if you wanted to know, now you do. I’m working on digging myself out. I’m a real mess upstairs, but I appreciate all of you more than I can say.
And until I feel better, I have xanax, and wine, and I won’t hurt myself because that’s my Dom’s job.
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July 3, 2017
Music Monday – Muddy Waters
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Today’s #MusicMonday is rich and beautiful, ‘Muddy Waters’ by LP caught me from the first base tones of the back-up singers. It reminds me of old school southern hymns mixed with this heartbreakingly wonderful female voice (and her voice is all her, no studio, check out the live link at the bottom if you doubt it, SO GOOD). It’s a clash of the old and the new, and I love it. I just can’t help it, and I find myself swaying when I listen to it, and I hope you do too. As usual, the lyrics are just as powerful as the music itself, so scroll down and hit play, and then read along lovelies. ^_^
Lyrics
We are kneeling at the river’s edge and tempting,
all the steps to follow closer right behind.
Is it only when you feel a part is empty
that it’s gnawing at the corners of your mind?
Oh, I will ask you for mercy,
I will come to you blind,
what you’ll see is the worst me,
not the last of my kind.
Oh, oh, oh, in the muddy water we’re falling…
Oh, oh, oh, in the muddy water we’re crawling…
Holds me down.
Hold me now.
Sold me out.
In the muddy waters we’re falling.
It is not clear why we choose the fire pathway.
Where we end is not the way that we had planned.
All the spirits gather ’round like it’s our last day.
To get across you know we’ll have to raise the sand.
Oh, I will ask you for mercy,
I will come to you blind,
what you’ll see is the worst me,
not the last of my kind.
Oh, oh, oh, in the muddy water we’re falling…
Oh, oh, oh, in the muddy water we’re crawling…
Holds me down.
Hold me now.
Sold me out.
In the muddy waters we’re falling.
Oh, oh, oh, don’t fail me now,
put your arms around me and pull me out.
Oh, oh, oh, I know I’m found,
with your arms around me, oh save me now.
Oh, oh, oh, in the muddy water we’re falling…
Oh, oh, oh, in the muddy water we’re crawling…
Holds me down.
Hold me now.
Sold me out.
In the muddy waters we’re falling.
‘Muddy Waters’ by LP (or listen to the Live acoustic version here, her voice is breathtaking and pure talent https://youtu.be/o6SprGmHTy4)
June 29, 2017
Thankful Thursday
It’s #ThankfulThursday, lovelies, and the day job has been insane this week with three days of all day meetings, one of them in Pittsburgh (
Amazon: http://amzn.to/2sBmo6d
B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1126520993
iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/hero-undercover/id1245305480?mt=11
Enjoy, lovelies!
June 27, 2017
Teaser Tuesday! ‘The Russian’ by Renee Rose from ‘Hero Undercover’!
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Before I get to this panty-melting story from Renee Rose, I just have to say… OMFG ITS FINALLY RELEASE DAY AND I CANT STAND IT BECAUSE I’M SO EXCITED! Remember, this incredible boxset will only be 99¢ through July 3rd! This is your last week to get your hands on Andre from Monster, aaaand Yuri from The Russian before it’s $6.99. And I promise as soon as you read this snippet, you’ll be proclaiming #ineedaRussian from the mountain tops. I sure as hell was!
Amazon: http://amzn.to/2sBmo6d
B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1126520993
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‘The Russian’ by Renee Rose (from the Hero Undercover boxset)
I can’t stay away from her.
I don’t care if I get whacked by the mob. Or fired from the FBI.
She’s my sunshine.
Her brother’s a scumbag. He owes the don money.
The don sends me to collect my pound of flesh, but I want more than a pound.
I want Her.
And there’s no way I’m letting her get hurt.
Hell, if any of them touch her, I’ll blow my cover in a second.
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CAN YOU HANDLE 25 SMOKIN’ HOT, TAKE-CHARGE, BAD BOYS?
Don’t miss this sizzling compilation of panty-melting military masters, determined detectives, and rope twirling cowboys. Your knees will grow weak with each take-charge encounter leaving you breathless for more. Sink into the novellas and submit to these sinfully strict salacious alpha males.
Penned by 25 New York Times, USA Today, and award-winning, best-selling romance authors.
Annabel Joseph, Addison Cain, Renee Rose, Maggie Ryan, Maddie Taylor, Emily Tilton, Trent Evans, Jennifer Bene, Jane Henry, Sophie Kisker, Megan Michaels, Katherine Deane, Maggie Carpenter, Maisy Archer, Alyssa Bailey, Claire Conrad, Stevie MacFarlane, Piper Stone, Anya Summers, Lucy Wild, BJ Wane, A.C. Rose, April Hill, Amelia Smarts, Meredith O’Reilly
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Teaser
“Not a fucking word. Not a fucking sound, you hear me? Or I blow your head off. Someone else gets on this elevator, you keep your fucking mouth shut. Got it?” Tommy instructed her.
She didn’t answer.
He jabbed her ribs with the muzzle of the gun through his jacket pocket. “I said, got it?”
“Got it, yeah,” she huffed, but the quaver in her voice gave away her fear.
Hang in there, baby.
When they got into the suite, Tommy duct taped her to a chair, taping her wrists together, then winding a length around her torso to attach to the chair.
“You know, you’re just going to have to take that off the first time she has to go to the bathroom, don’t you?” he asked, trying to sound casual.
Her eyes followed him, and he saw her mind working, trying to figure out her way out of her dilemma.
He willed her to let it go, to trust him to handle things. Any trouble she gave them could get her hurt, and that was the last thing he wanted. But she lurched against the bonds, tipping the chair forward. When Tommy shoved it back down, tears popped into eyes, though her face appeared mutinous.
Just the sight of those tears made his blood pressure spike. “Don’t. Cry,” he spat.
“Fuck you,” she repeated.
Tommy slapped her with an open hand before he even had a chance to move.
“Don’t,” he snapped, too loud. Get a grip, Yuri. His breath came too fast, fingers tightened into fists at his sides.
“Why not?” Tommy asked.
“Because, she has pretty face.” It was hard to make his lips open enough to speak, his mouth was so fucking tight. “I want to keep looking at it. You put bruises on her, I have to look at ugly face.” He adopted what he hoped was a casual stroll over to her and stroked away the red spot on her cheek with his thumb.
Looking into the depths of her furious brown eyes nearly killed him.
Tommy snorted, but seemed to accept that. He’d played the part of the crazy Russian for so long that they accepted all kinds of quirks from him, mostly because they respected the level of violence he could bring.
“So where do you want me to hit her?”
He had to force himself to remove his hand from her and turn away, to speak casually. “I don’t care. Not the face.”
Freddo cocked his head, peering at Lucy. “Yeah, I guess I see what you mean. I wouldn’t have called her pretty, but it’s there.”
Jesus, fuck these guys were such idiots. Did they only think a girl with long hair and a skirt fit the definition of pretty?
“So that’s your type, huh?” Freddo asked. “You like the piercings and pigtails?”
Do not engage with the idiots.
“Yeah.” He returned to Lucy. “You want something to eat, baby?”
She glared at him and shook her head, which made Tommy laugh some more. “I don’t think she wants to be your baby, Russian.”
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Unf. I cannot begin to tell you how incredibly delicious Yuri is. Renee absolutely nailed this character, and he does quite a bit of nailing in the book if-you-know-what-i-mean. I had the great fortune of getting to beta read this one and I was so deliriously happy when I finished that I sent Renee a rambling FB message at like 2am. It was ridiculous, but she’s still speaking to me so I know I didn’t scare her off. The good news is you can get Yuri and Andre and Stephen in the same boxset. I know, prepare thyselves for late nights and cranking up the A/C!
Amazon: http://amzn.to/2sBmo6d
B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1126520993
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Want more of Renee Rose?
USA Today Bestselling Author Renee Rose is a naughty wordsmith who writes kinky BDSM and spanking romance novels. Named Eroticon USA’s Next Top Erotic Author in 2013, she has also won The Romance Reviews Best Historical, Sci-Fi and BDSM awards, Spanking Romance Reviews‘ Best Historical, Erotic, Ageplay and favorite author, and was a finalist for The BDSM Writer’s Con Golden Flogger award. She’s hit #1 on Amazon in multiple categories in the U.S. and U.K., is often found on the list of Amazon’s Top 100 Erotic Authors and has been a regular columnist for Write Sex Right. She also pens BDSM stories under the name Darling Adams. To receive four free books from Renee, sign up for her mailing list here.
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June 26, 2017
Music Monday – Surrender
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Today’s song is ‘Surrender’ by Varick, and from the first time I heard it was I thrown by the sweetness of his voice and the alternating music from hard and edgy to almost… dreamlike, and then back again. It’s so good, and with a title like ‘Surrender’ how can you not enjoy it? As far as me on this #MusicMonday, I had an *amazing* weekend, lovelies. The new Thalia book is DONE! And that’s right, I said book. I couldn’t stop writing and it went from a novella to a book, and I am so freaking excited to share it with you all! But before that happens my boxset Hero Undercover comes out TOMORROW! That means you get to read allll about sexy, dirty Andre in ‘Monster’ in just one more day! Make sure you’ve pre-ordered while it’s still just 99¢ so you can read it ASAP.
Now, back to the song! He doesn’t have a video on YouTube, but I was able to find it on Soundcloud!
Lyrics
I will find you all the way from grace
You will find me under steel and the pavement
Just say it…
Just say it…
The light it hits through
It’s tearing me apart
The light it hits through
It’s tearing me apart
Some day you will fall to your knees
Surrender…
Surrender…
Surrender…
Some day you will fall from your dreams
Surrender…
Surrender…
Surrender…
The light it hits through
It’s tearing me apart
The light it hits through
It’s tearing me apart
Yeah, the light it hits through
It’s tearing me apart
Surrender…
Surrender…
‘Surrender’ by Varick
June 22, 2017
Thankful Thursday
It’s #ThankfulThursday once more, lovelies, and I am so happy this work week is almost over – but I have even more reasons to celebrate! I wrote the last words on the upcoming Thalia novella that will be coming out soon, and although I still need to read through it and get it in the hands of beta readers / editor, it is coming soooooonn!! On top of that our pre-sales for ‘Hero Undercover’ are doing well, we’re having tons of fun in those parties, and I started my own reader group after some wonderful people prodded me and suggested it! So, join the Dark Haven if you haven’t yet! I’m hoping we all have nice, productive, fun weekends, because (at least for me) next week is insanity! Thank you lovelies for always being here for me, and I hope these weekly hotties perk up your days as much as they do mine!
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June 20, 2017
Teaser Tuesday! ‘A Night by My Fire’ by Addison Cain (from Hero Undercover boxset)!
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Oh, lovelies, for this week I’m featuring another story from our ‘Hero Undercover’ boxset and this one I got to read before it was even submitted and it is deliciously twisted and fun – but what else would we expect from the incredible Addison Cain? I think what I love the most about ‘A Night by My Fire’ is that the female character is such a badass. A survivalist, independent and strong, and she takes no shit from our male protagonist. He has a secret I wouldn’t dare ruin for you, but I love the mix of ultra-dangerous killer and confused innocent to the ways of the real world and the power of nature. Just SO MUCH STUFF packing into a short story, and I know you’ll love it.
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‘A Night by my Fire’ by Addison Cain (featured in the ‘Hero Undercover boxset)
The risk River had taken saving a stranger bigger than a linebacker and as grateful as a psychopath put her in a bad position. Someone had left him to die… and good men didn’t get dumped in the cold.
Boxset Blurb
CAN YOU HANDLE 25 SMOKIN’ HOT, TAKE-CHARGE, BAD BOYS?[image error]
Don’t miss this sizzling compilation of panty-melting military masters, determined detectives, and rope twirling cowboys. Your knees will grow weak with each take-charge encounter leaving you breathless for more. Sink into the novellas and submit to these sinfully strict salacious alpha males.
Penned by 25 New York Times, USA Today, and award-winning, best-selling romance authors.
Annabel Joseph, Addison Cain, Renee Rose, Maggie Ryan, Maddie Taylor, Emily Tilton, Trent Evans, Jennifer Bene, Jane Henry, Sophie Kisker, Megan Michaels, Katherine Deane, Maggie Carpenter, Maisy Archer, Alyssa Bailey, Claire Conrad, Stevie MacFarlane, Piper Stone, Anya Summers, Lucy Wild, BJ Wane, A.C. Rose, April Hill, Amelia Smarts, Meredith O’Reilly
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Teaser
When she returned, having used up all the short daylight gathering more rabbits than one woman could eat, she was hardly through the door before Stephen was on her. The rifle was ripped away, slid out of reach, her snow laden jacket pulled off flailing limbs so quick she hardly knew what hit her. Hand to her throat, he pressed her back against the shutting door, his arm long enough River could do little more than hiss and thrash, unable to reach the man with clawing fingers.
He growled, “Do you understand now?” He wasn’t hurting her, not really, but there was no way she could move from his control. He seemed so level, so unaffected by the fact he had her life in his hands. “Men are dangerous. Do not pull them from lakes.”
Swallowing under the constriction, River tried not to let her eyes water. “I get it. You wanted to die. Because you’re terrified, and you’re in pain.”
His voice almost broke. Not in tears, or in pain, but in utter puzzlement. “Why do you refuse to learn?”
River countered, “Why are you still here? You think I don’t know that you’ve studied the trail guides, my maps? I spent hours in a bathroom colder than a witch’s tit so you could find your way. LEAVE!”
Stephen dragged her to the fire, ignoring the dead rabbits she dropped, ignoring that she was practically chewing on his wrist. Atop the rug, he forced her down, pinning her hips and watching until she grasped what was coming.
Patting his chest, trying to signal he was too close, River stammered, “Just cook the rabbit.”
Stephen shifted his knee to settle it between the woman’s legs, so he might continue to look down at her. She seemed uncomfortable. Her positioning was fixed with one sharp yank on her thigh, a tug that brought her prostrated fully underneath his crouch.
In the last days, the man had hardly touched her, had always kept an almost laughable distance, and now he was hauling her around. River was not happy about it. “You’re making me very nervous…”
He’d read the entirety of the terrible romance while she’d slept. He’d studied. “Why? Is this not the way the woman was handled in that book?”
Oh dear god, he was actually teasing her… “It’s just a book.”
The man smirked. “You claimed that was the desire of lonely women.”
Her brows drew down, offense obvious in her voice. “I said no such thing, and I am not a lonely woman!”
Agitated, Stephen growled, “If the book was incorrect, then tell me the custom for initiating.”
“Initiating?” River repeated the word slowly, seeing the man was staring at her mouth again. “You’re holding me down.”
Blue eyes snapped up, met hers, and were far too intimidating. “I would not force you.”
Then why had he dragged her to the fire? “You forced me here.”
Not knowing the proper words when propositioning a female, he said, “I see no more point in playing games when you know I want to touch you and you want to be touched.”
He was so blunt, even River was not sure what to say.
“And I want to see your body,” Stephen added, carefully noting the minutia of her reactions so he might continue in the correct direction. “I want to feel your mouth again. When you are naked, and I am hard, I want to fuck you.”
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*faints* Unf, I just love the hotness in this book, and their dialogue is absolutely perfect. Witty and brash and overly blunt in a way that makes you stare at the screen open-mouthed. You are going to *LOVE* it, and the good news is you can still pick up the boxset to get Addison’s story, mine, and so many other amazing books for just 99c! But that’s going to end July 1st, so make sure you snag it while it’s on pre-order. Hero Undercover goes live on June 27th!
Amazon: Pre-order now!
B&N: Pre-order now!
iBooks: Pre-order now!
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Want more of Addison Cain?
Addison L. Cain was born in sunny California, but found herself drawn to dwell in older, history-rich places. Japan, Ireland, Qatar, and now Washington DC,Addison is always on the move, always eager to immerse herself in new cultures and people. Her stories reflect the antiquities she loves: deep and sometimes very dark. Driven to push her characters beyond the pale, Addison’s books are not for the faint of heart.
An alumni of California State University Fullerton, she earned a degree in Japanese and spent years in Asia studying indigenous Japanese religion. Primeval forests and worn pathways have led to her obsession with gardening. Her Great Dane approves, loping around the yard and getting into mischief. Unfortunately the cat has to watch from a window, and because Addison is a total sucker for his sad golden eyes, he gets hours of belly rubs and too many treats.
Website – http://addisonlcain.com
Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/AddisonlCain/
Goodreads – https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/15164484.Addison_Cain
BookBub – https://www.bookbub.com/authors/addison-cain
June 19, 2017
Music Monday – Control
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I’m so glad that Halsey’s ‘Control’ came up on my Music Monday list for this week, because her album has been on constant repeat while I’ve been writing my super secret surprise that should be out soooooon! I can’t wait to reveal it to you guys. This song (and her entire album) is amazing and I just love it SO HARD because while all the lyrics in this song are amazing, these are the absolute best: I’m well acquainted with villains that live in my head / They beg me to write them so they’ll never die when I’m dead / And I’ve grown familiar with villains that live in my head / They beg me to write them so I’ll never die when I’m dead. I wonder why I connect so strongly to those lines?? HA!
OH! The pre-orders for Hero Undercover are going well, it’s still available for 99¢ until July 1st, so you’ll want to grab a copy before it goes up to $6.99!
Now that I’ve told you that little tidbit, I’m going to give you FULL lyrics on this song because I love it so hard. ENJOY!
Lyrics
They send me away to find them a fortune,
a chest filled with diamonds and gold.
The house was awake, the shadows and monsters,
the hallways, they echoed and groaned.
I sat alone, in bed till the morning,
I’m crying, “They’re coming for me”.
And I tried to hold these secrets inside me,
my mind’s like a deadly disease.
I’m bigger than my body.
I’m colder than this home.
I’m meaner than my demons.
I’m bigger than these bones.
And all the kids cried out, “Please stop, you’re scaring me!”
I can’t help this awful energy.
God damn right, you should be scared of me!
Who is in control?
I paced around for hours on empty,
I jumped at the slightest of sounds.
And I couldn’t stand the person inside me,
I turned all the mirrors around.
I’m bigger than my body.
I’m colder than this home.
I’m meaner than my demons.
I’m bigger than these bones.
And all the kids cried out, “Please stop, you’re scaring me!”
I can’t help this awful energy.
God damn right, you should be scared of me!
Who is in control?
I’m well acquainted with villains that live in my head.
They beg me to write them so they’ll never die when I’m dead.
And I’ve grown familiar with villains that live in my head,
they beg me to write them so I’ll never die when I’m dead
I’m bigger than my body.
I’m colder than this home.
I’m meaner than my demons.
I’m bigger than these bones.
And all the kids cried out, “Please stop, you’re scaring me!”
I can’t help this awful energy.
God damn right, you should be scared of me!
Who is in control?
And all the kids cried out, “Please stop, you’re scaring me!”
I can’t help this awful energy.
God damn right, you should be scared of me!
Who is in control?
‘Control’ by Halsey
June 15, 2017
Thankful Thursday
It’s #ThankfulThursday and I swear this week has flown by, and I am not prepared for it to be the weekend yet because I have things to do this weekend too! The good news is that the ‘Hero Undercover’ pre-order launch is completely underway and we are celebrating with tons of takeovers (check us out in Wicked Hearts Lounge tonight!) as we work to kick ass for our go-live date of June 27th! If you haven’t had the chance to read some of the sexy sneak peeks of my story ‘Monster’ you’ll want to catch up… trust me! But, honestly, that’s been my life all week + day job + other responsibilities, and so I haven’t been able to wrap up my super secret surprise novella like I had hoped to! Fingers crossed that I get some time to do that ASAP… especially since I’d originally wanted to release it in April. #solate #nobigdeal #omfgIsuck BUT! As always, we have a hottie to comfort us no matter what we’re in the middle of, and all I can say is that I’ve been waiting to use this one for a while. Tattoos, abs, yummy! Check him out!
