Post by Marteeka Karland.
Sunday, February 9, 2014
Thursday, January 23, 2014
Cowgirl Up
Julie Ann is trying to make the best of a bad situation. Her brother mortgaged their ranch to the hilt and dipped into her part of the trust fund their father set up before his death. She's facing certain foreclosure if she doesn't do something. But Julie Ann is nothing if not determined. It's time to cowgirl up and do something about it instead of wallowing in self pity.
Wyatt knows the trouble Julie Ann faces and he's determined to help any way he can. Especially when he realizes the incredible woman he's found with Julie Ann. Knowing Julie Ann would never accept his assistance normally, Wyatt takes matters into his own hands. He'll have Julie Ann and help her keep the ranch, no matter what it takes. All he has to do is prove to her he wants her forever.
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“Miss Julie Ann?”
She jumped and swung around. Christ! “I’m so sorry, Wyatt,” she stammered, “I was off in a dream world. You startled me.”
The brawny cowboy grinned briefly, the small smile lighting up his weathered but handsome face that was partially concealed by the Stetson. Funny how the same style hat looked so goofy on James, yet only added to the rugged good looks of this man. “Not a problem. We were getting ready to head home for the evening and wanted to see if you needed us to pick up anything in town for you before we came out tomorrow.”
Julie Ann couldn’t help the smile. Wyatt was thoughtful like that. Once a week, he would offer, usually on Thursday so she’d have supplies for the weekend. Why couldn’t she find a man like Wyatt for herself?
“Thanks,” she said, meaning it. “I’m ashamed to admit I made a list for you. I really didn’t want to go back into the Springs before Saturday, and I do need a few small items that won’t be able to wait.”
Wyatt nodded in the general direction of James’s departing truck. “He giving you trouble?” It was said innocently enough, almost like small talk, but something in Wyatt’s eyes told her differently.
“No. He’s just reminding me I have business with him Saturday.” She tried to sound as nonchalant as he had, but she wasn’t sure she pulled it off.
“The loan your brother took out on the place.” It didn’t really surprise Julie Ann that he knew. It wasn’t a secret, after all. But it still irked her that the hired help knew her personal business.
Wyatt put his hands up in a defensive gesture. Her expression must have been more transparent than she’d thought. “I’ve not been nosing around in your business, I swear. James has been bragging to his inner circle how he is finally getting this place. He seems to think he’s getting you too, though I had my doubts about that from the moment I met you. You’re too classy a lady for the likes of him.”
Julie Ann started to reply, but his words wrapped themselves around her heart and squeezed. All her life, she’d been called “tomboy, she-male, frigid, even bitch, or domme.” Never “classy.” Until that moment, Julie Ann had never realized how much those names had hurt.
“I appreciate you saying that,” she managed. Julie Ann wasn’t the emotional type. She took what life dealt without fussing about it and played her hand as best she could. Julie Anndidn’t expect gratitude or sympathy, and never had.
“I don’t say things I don’t mean.” His piercing blue eyes met hers and seemed to bore straight through her soul. In that moment, she felt more vulnerable than she ever had in her entire life.
With slow, deliberate movements, Wyatt climbed the steps to the porch to stand in front of her. He had several inches in height on her and she had to tilt her head to meet his gaze. For the first time, she was struck at how really large the man was. Broad shoulders blocked out the setting sun and seemed to strain the mud-streaked tee he wore. Faded jeans hugged his lean hips and muscled thighs like a jealous lover, accenting his masculine beauty. She didn’t dare linger on those jeans for fear of embarrassing herself. He had a body honed in hard labor, not the gym. A man’s body. It had been a while she’d had the attentions of a man. Letting Wyatt know that would be as bad as letting James know it. Worse, she had the feeling Wyatt would act on that knowledge where James would be afraid she’d do something really nasty to his privates. Which she would.
She jumped and swung around. Christ! “I’m so sorry, Wyatt,” she stammered, “I was off in a dream world. You startled me.”
The brawny cowboy grinned briefly, the small smile lighting up his weathered but handsome face that was partially concealed by the Stetson. Funny how the same style hat looked so goofy on James, yet only added to the rugged good looks of this man. “Not a problem. We were getting ready to head home for the evening and wanted to see if you needed us to pick up anything in town for you before we came out tomorrow.”
Julie Ann couldn’t help the smile. Wyatt was thoughtful like that. Once a week, he would offer, usually on Thursday so she’d have supplies for the weekend. Why couldn’t she find a man like Wyatt for herself?
“Thanks,” she said, meaning it. “I’m ashamed to admit I made a list for you. I really didn’t want to go back into the Springs before Saturday, and I do need a few small items that won’t be able to wait.”
Wyatt nodded in the general direction of James’s departing truck. “He giving you trouble?” It was said innocently enough, almost like small talk, but something in Wyatt’s eyes told her differently.
“No. He’s just reminding me I have business with him Saturday.” She tried to sound as nonchalant as he had, but she wasn’t sure she pulled it off.
“The loan your brother took out on the place.” It didn’t really surprise Julie Ann that he knew. It wasn’t a secret, after all. But it still irked her that the hired help knew her personal business.
Wyatt put his hands up in a defensive gesture. Her expression must have been more transparent than she’d thought. “I’ve not been nosing around in your business, I swear. James has been bragging to his inner circle how he is finally getting this place. He seems to think he’s getting you too, though I had my doubts about that from the moment I met you. You’re too classy a lady for the likes of him.”
Julie Ann started to reply, but his words wrapped themselves around her heart and squeezed. All her life, she’d been called “tomboy, she-male, frigid, even bitch, or domme.” Never “classy.” Until that moment, Julie Ann had never realized how much those names had hurt.
“I appreciate you saying that,” she managed. Julie Ann wasn’t the emotional type. She took what life dealt without fussing about it and played her hand as best she could. Julie Anndidn’t expect gratitude or sympathy, and never had.
“I don’t say things I don’t mean.” His piercing blue eyes met hers and seemed to bore straight through her soul. In that moment, she felt more vulnerable than she ever had in her entire life.
With slow, deliberate movements, Wyatt climbed the steps to the porch to stand in front of her. He had several inches in height on her and she had to tilt her head to meet his gaze. For the first time, she was struck at how really large the man was. Broad shoulders blocked out the setting sun and seemed to strain the mud-streaked tee he wore. Faded jeans hugged his lean hips and muscled thighs like a jealous lover, accenting his masculine beauty. She didn’t dare linger on those jeans for fear of embarrassing herself. He had a body honed in hard labor, not the gym. A man’s body. It had been a while she’d had the attentions of a man. Letting Wyatt know that would be as bad as letting James know it. Worse, she had the feeling Wyatt would act on that knowledge where James would be afraid she’d do something really nasty to his privates. Which she would.
Tuesday, January 7, 2014
New from Marteeka!!
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A Cowboy's Home
A Cowboy's Home
by Marteeka Karland
Wild Creek, Texas is home to one Abigail Dupree. This feisty librarian can take on anyone, anywhere, anytime, but Jayce has her completely tied in knots. He always has. Fortunately for Abigail, she's got him just as bumfuzzled.The one woman Jayce could never get out of his head has always seemed unattainable. Not because he couldn't get her, but because he was seriously afraid her mother would take his manhood if he tried.
What happens when Jayce gets the blessing of Mama Dupree—and the perfect setting to act out his desires?
EXCERPT!
The drive into the wild Texas landscape intrigued
Jayce. Oh, he’d been on road trips plenty of times since moving back to Laurea
four years earlier, but this was the first time he’d been with a woman like
Abigail. She intrigued him on a level he couldn’t explain, always had. She was
totally off limits, being his best friend’s sister, but she was easily the most
unconsciously sexy woman he’d ever met. Hell, there was no other woman like Abigail. Not for him. There never had been.
She liked to hide behind her severe bun and
glasses, but he was grateful to whoever in the world invented blue jeans.
Abigail filled hers out finer than any woman had a right to. That luscious ass
flared dramatically from a tiny waist, and those jeans hugged her thighs and
that magnificent ass lovingly. The seat belt nestled snugly between full
breasts and across lush hips. For the first time since his move back from
Maine, he was thankful for the late autumn heat. Abigail’s shirt was sleeveless
and low cut, and she had the sexiest arms he’d ever seen on a woman. They
weren’t slender, but they were shapely and just well formed overall. He had the
sudden urge to find out what they would feel like wrapped around his body,
holding him to her. And he refused to think about those lush breasts. They were
definitely more than a handful, and he was a tit man. And an ass man. Hell, he
was about anything attached to Abigail. She was perfect. Absolutely perfect.
He bit back a groan and shifted in his seat
uncomfortably.
“Everything all right?” Her voice was quiet and
soothing. He could listen to her speak all day. What would that voice sound
like crying out in passion? What would it sound like calling his name as he
thrust into that lush, curvy body until they were both sated and sleepy?
Oh God.
“Perfectly. How much farther?” He had to clear his
throat to keep from squeaking his response.
“Not far. Maybe another half hour.” She adjusted
her grip on the steering wheel and drove on in silence. Jayce didn’t know if it
was better for her to ignore him, like she’d been doing, or try to carry on a
conversation with him. When she did nothing, he was left with his wayward
thoughts. When she spoke, those same thoughts were worse.
Damn, he hoped they reached their destination
soon. The sooner she got them there, the sooner he would have the protection of
his best friend. Okay, so protection wasn’t the right word. More like he’d have
the sobering thought that the little minx he was lusting over was the little
sister of the man standing next to him. That would serve as a reminder of just
how deadly Martin was. The man could kill with little effort and, this deep in
the wilderness of the untamed part of Texas, his body might never be found.
Nope. Thinking about that wasn’t working either.
Jayce had the feeling that a night of passion with little Abigail would be
worth any amount of torture, mutilation, and certain death her brothers could
dish out.
By the time they drove up the winding gravel
driveway, Jayce knew there was no way he could walk straight without adjusting
himself. Even then, it was going to be hard.
No pun intended.
AMAZON
Monday, December 30, 2013
TWO new releases for the New Year!
Yeah, I've been neglecting my blog this month. As a result, I missed posting my newest releases. :)
Enjoy!!
SHIFTER ALPHAS
The men of the wolf shifters are all strong, but only a few are Alpha. Wade, Simon, and Julian are such men, shifters of power as well as dominance. In this world of magic and mythical beings, they must protect their women as well as their pack.
Unfortunately for them, their women are just as powerful as well as determined to keep their men safe. With a rogue Dark Witch on the loose the Alphas must figure out a way to safeguard the pack and destroy the evil bent on the destruction of one shifter clan and taking control of the other.
These are the Alphas. And they inspire fear in all who know them.
Amazon
Tawni only wanted to prove herself. As sniper to her SWAT team, she was finally on the path she’d always needed to find. Until a raid gone wrong ends her in the hospital.
Nicholas, Grayson, Wyatt and Sebastian make up the rest of her team. What she doesn’t know, what they have no idea how to tell her, is that they have every intention of proving to her why she belongs with them. Not only as a member of their team, but in their lives.
Unfortunately, Tawni has a tendency to gravitate to the wrong kind of men, dominant men who would rather hurt her than seduce her. Until she can put that part of her past aside, she can’t give herself fully to them.
But Tawni has never faced a man so intent on what he wants as these four men. Soon, she’ll come to realize she longs to take everything her four hard SWATs have to offer.
Nicholas, Grayson, Wyatt and Sebastian make up the rest of her team. What she doesn’t know, what they have no idea how to tell her, is that they have every intention of proving to her why she belongs with them. Not only as a member of their team, but in their lives.
Unfortunately, Tawni has a tendency to gravitate to the wrong kind of men, dominant men who would rather hurt her than seduce her. Until she can put that part of her past aside, she can’t give herself fully to them.
But Tawni has never faced a man so intent on what he wants as these four men. Soon, she’ll come to realize she longs to take everything her four hard SWATs have to offer.
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