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Saturday, June 19, 2021
Books, Garden Goodness, Books, More Books, and a Give Away. :)
Monday, June 14, 2021
Are you ready for Black Reign MC?
Introducing RYCKS. If you're a reader of the Bones MC universe, then you know Rycks. This first book in Black Reign MC will keep you on the edge of your seat. But don't take my word for it. See what ARC readers are saying!
--Rycks is an absolute must read! Their journey together is just loaded with surprises and chaos... --Gpowe BookBub
--I couldn't put it down until I finished. --Dee Ann BookBub
--A non-stop intense, suspenseful and thrilling roller coaster ride. --Drea Fernandez BookBub
--Rycks is the embodiment of an Alpha man and it makes the story so much better.--Tasha S BookBub
--I'm excited to see where the Black Reign series takes us. --omgkandykane BookBub
EXCERPT!
“Look. I can’t stay here past tonight. But if I
go back with something that looks important, you could control the information
I’m giving them.” Was it my imagination or did he look disappointed?
“I don’t like it. I’d have to discuss it with Thorn,
and he’d have to decide what you tell them, but it’s not something I want to
risk.”
“It’s the only option I have.”
“Why?”
“I’m sorry?”
“Why do you have to go back, Lyric. You’re here
with me now. You’re safe.”
“All you need to know is that I have to go back.
I want to go back.” If the look on his face was any indication, I’d just
thoroughly pissed Rycks off.
“You’re staying. End of discussion. You want to
go back, you tell me why.”
“It’s personal. That’s all I’m saying so don’t
ask again.”
Rycks sighed and reached for me to pull me onto
his lap, straddling his hips. He stood up and turned to sit in the same chair
he’d plucked me out of. Those strong hands held me still. Like I’d dare move.
“Are you telling me you want to go back to that
lot? They’ll use you until there’s nothing left. I’m surprised they haven’t
already. You’ll die in that place if you go back. You have to know that.”
“No. I don’t know that. Dangling information from
someone high in rank at Black Reign would keep them off of me. Plus, they need
me working at my job in the city. It’s the only way they’re able to get their
information.”
I tried to ignore how good it felt to be in his
arms again. Rycks was my first lover. He’d made me feel special despite his
refusal to keep me. Even that had been because he’d thought any danger I faced
wasn’t anything like what I’d face with him. I had no idea if he’d been right,
but I knew where I was now was as deadly dangerous.
“You’re a damned fool,” he snapped. Then he did
something unexpected. He slid his hand into the hair at the back of my head and
pulled me to him. “Girl, I’m surprised they let you leave at all. Surprised
they haven’t already made you a whore in the most violent way possible. It
would be Rat Man who’d start with you. You know that, right?”
I shivered. Rat Man. Even saying his name gave me
the creeps. The man knew no depravity he didn’t indulge in. If there was a
repugnant sex act out there, chances are he’d done it.
“Yes. I can see you do know. I can also see you’re
afraid.” He sighed, loosening his grip on my hair, but not letting me pull away
from him. “I suppose that’s something.” With a sigh, he pulled me to him until
my head rested on his shoulder. “You’re going to be a problem, I can see. Not
sure the word brat even covers you.”
“Why would you call me a brat?” Maybe I was, but
it was only because, for some reason, I felt safe to let that side of myself
out when I was with him. Sure, he tried to come across gruff and dangerous - -and
I was sure he was under the right circumstances -- but I knew in my heart he
wasn’t like anyone at Kiss of Death. He was a protector first. A killer only
when someone he was responsible for was threatened.
“Because you’re testing me when you should be
following orders.”
“Never been much good at following orders.”
“I can see that. Also,” he said, taking a deep
breath, “you’ve got to tell me why your family went missing from Ismay. And why
you’re the only one of them ever to turn back up.”
Friday, May 14, 2021
Justice: Salvation's Bane MC 8
Justice (Salvation’s Bane) by Marteeka Karland
Published by Changeling Press
#mcromance #newadult #romanticsuspense
“I’m surprised your lawyer isn’t present for this.”
“Far as I know, I don’t have one.”
“Well, someone took up the cause. Must have a good mind,
too, to get that conviction overturned so quickly”
“Quick? If you call eight years quick, you’re older than you
look.”
Surprisingly, that got a sharp bark of laughter from the
judge. “Considering the family involved and the fact that Florida doesn’t like
looking bad in legal matters, yeah. I’d call it quick. Are you telling me
you’ve never met the lawyer who filed this on your behalf?”
“I’m sayin’ I didn’t know anything was being done on my
behalf in the first Goddamned place.” Justice glanced at the bailiff. Sure
enough, the man winced at his language. There was no way to stop the smirk
Justice threw the other man’s way. He loved goading easy marks.
The judge had opened his mouth to say something when there
was a commotion outside the chamber doors just before they burst open. A short,
busty woman in four-inch heels stumbled through the door. She carried a
briefcase with several pieces of paper sticking out, and her hair, which
probably was supposed to be in a tight bun, was sticking out in several
directions in jet-black, kinky curls. No. Curls wasn’t exactly right. They
wanted to be curls, but they were mostly a frizzy mess. The glasses she wore
were too big for her elfin face, her eyes the color of perfect sapphires. She
wore a white blouse tucked into a black skirt. The blouse hung from her arms
but stretched tightly across her breasts, and her skirt gapped at the waist,
but looked like she was barely able to squeeze that generous ass into it. She
carried a suit jacket draped over one arm as she caught the door with the other
hand to keep from falling. All in all, she was a hot mess.
“Judge Harlan!” She stumbled once more, then righted herself
and hurried to the front of the courtroom… to stand beside Justice? What the
fuck?
Judge Harlan gave a long-suffering but amused sigh. “Mae
Stephens. I should have known you were behind this.”
The girl, Mae, hesitated, putting her stuff on the desk in
front of her. “Behind what? Did I do something wrong?”
The bailiff snorted. Which kind of pissed Justice off. This
Mae couldn’t have been much into her twenties and looked as innocent as they
came. Right now, she looked confused and unsure of herself.
“No, my dear,” Judge Harlan replied immediately. It was the
only thing that saved the man from a tongue lashing. Making this girl feel bad
had seriously jeopardized his position in Justice’s list of favorite people.
Short list that it was. “Nothing wrong. It’s just that you always seem to show
up in the middle of unusual cases. Always the one working to free someone from
prison.”
“Well, innocent people shouldn’t be locked up. And Mr. Creed
was innocent.”
“Not sure about that, Miss Stephens. But you did uncover
some pretty massive problems within the DA’s office. A word of advice, though,
and I mean this in the most sincere way possible. You’re a good girl. I don’t
want to see you hurt.” He glanced at Justice, and Justice got the impression he
wanted him to pay attention to what he had to say as much as he wanted Mae to.
“You’ve made some powerful people look bad. Cost one of them his livelihood and
another one his freedom. Lay low for a while. Don’t work on any more Innocence
Projects for a while, or whatever it is you do. This one could very well cost
you more than you’re willing to pay.”
Yeah. Justice got the message loud and clear.
“If that’s true,” Mae said, regaining her confidence, “it’s
no more than they deserve. They broke the law just as much as they said Mr.
Creed did. And by giving him a life sentence, they took his life away just as
much as they said he took the life of someone else. At least he allegedly did
it for the right reasons. Vigilantism isn’t a good thing, but sometimes it’s
all the little people have.”
Judge Harlan sighed. “You’re too much of an idealist for
your own good, Mae. Just… be careful. I like you very much and don’t want to
have to preside over someone accused of hurting you.”
Mae shook her head. “You won’t, sir. You’re too good a judge
not to recuse yourself if it comes to that.”
“Are you for fuckin’ real?” Justice couldn’t hold back any longer.
Sunday, February 28, 2021
Friday, October 16, 2020
Titan -- Xpresso Book Blitz
Titan
by Harley Wylde
(Hades Abyss MC, #5)
Published by: Changeling Press
Publication date: October 16th 2020
Genres: Adult, Contemporary,
(Hades Abyss MC, #5)
Published by: Changeling Press
Publication date: October 16th 2020
Genres: Adult, Contemporary,
Synopsis:
Delilah — I love my family. I really do. But having three older brothers and an overprotective father doesn’t make it easy to have a life. They’ve run off every guy I’ve ever tried to date. It’s time I made a life of my own, even if that means I have to leave home to do it. I never thought I’d end up in yet another town with a motorcycle club, or that I’d be working out of their clubhouse as a webcam girl. I enjoy the freedom, and the money. No one would ever believe I’m technically a virgin. I haven’t even been really, truly kissed much less done anything else with a guy before. When the club President, Titan, kissed me, then issued a challenge, how could I possibly refuse?
Titan — I no longer looked at the girls frequenting the clubhouse the same way I had before. Being a dad changed my perspective, especially since I had a daughter. I still had fun, but it had lost its appeal. Then she walked in. Too young. Too innocent. Until she asked to join the webcam girls. The thought of strange men watching her made my hands clench. It was safer if only I had access to the feed, or so I told myself. Really, I’m just being a possessive bastard. Delilah will be mine, whether she realizes it or not. One kiss is all it takes for me to know she belongs to me. When she’s taken, I know I’ll do whatever it takes to get her back, and I’ll bury anyone who’s hurt her. Delilah is mine, and I will kill to protect her.
WARNING: This book contains strong language, graphic sex and violence, and spanking. There are scenes some may find difficult to read. It also has a dog who’s too smart for his own good, a sweet yet sassy heroine, and a hero who knows there’s nothing more valuable than love and family.
Amazon: https://amzn.to/
AUTHOR BIO:
Harley is the international bestselling author of the Dixie Reapers and Devil's Boneyard series.
When Harley is writing, her motto is the hotter the better. Off the charts sex, commanding men, and the women who can't deny them. If you want men who talk dirty, are sexy as hell, and take what they want, then you've come to the right place.
Harley Wylde is the "wilder" side of award-winning science fiction/paranormal romance author Jessica Coulter Smith. For fans of Gay Erotic Fantasy Romance, Harley/Jessica also writes as Dulce Dennison.
Check out Harley's other books, and read some random facts about the author, at harleywylde.com.
Follow Harley on Amazon to be notified of new releases, or sign up for her newsletter.
When Harley is writing, her motto is the hotter the better. Off the charts sex, commanding men, and the women who can't deny them. If you want men who talk dirty, are sexy as hell, and take what they want, then you've come to the right place.
Harley Wylde is the "wilder" side of award-winning science fiction/paranormal romance author Jessica Coulter Smith. For fans of Gay Erotic Fantasy Romance, Harley/Jessica also writes as Dulce Dennison.
Check out Harley's other books, and read some random facts about the author, at harleywylde.com.
Follow Harley on Amazon to be notified of new releases, or sign up for her newsletter.
Author links:
https://jessicacoultersmith.
ADULT
EXCERPT
© 2020, Harley Wylde
I quickly cleaned myself up and shut down my computer before
exiting my office. The rooms where the girls held their shows had a small
bathroom where they could shower and change after. I didn’t lurk in the hall
like a creeper, but I did stick to the end of the bar nearest the rooms while I
nursed a beer. When Delilah came out, her cheeks rosy and a smile on her lips,
I wanted to wrap her in my arms and kiss the hell out of her.
“Have a good show?” I asked with a wink.
Her smile broadened. “Always. I wasn’t too loud, was I?”
“If you get a salute from every guy in here, then it just
means you’re doing your job right. We don’t have to watch. Just listening to
you is enough to make men want to fuck you.”
Her cheeks went crimson and she ducked her head, but not before
I saw a pleased little grin on her lips. She was a contradiction. Bold and
sassy enough to do a live webcam show of her getting herself off for money, but
in person she seemed almost shy at times. It was cute as fuck, just like her. I
reached out and ran my fingers through her hair, unable to help myself.
“I like it,” I said. When she’d first arrived, her hair had
been a medium brown, not too far off from the color of my hair. Since I’d last
seen her, she’d dyed it black with purple streaks. It made her look as pale as
Snow White, and her vivid blue eyes stood out even more.
She came a little closer, her fingers tightening on the
strap of her bag giving an indication she might be nervous. “Thank you. Not
just for the compliment, but for giving us a safe place to work. I know the
club takes a cut, but it’s better than trying to do this at the apartment. I’d
be scared someone would find me.”
“Not going to let anything hurt you, angel.” I stroked my
finger down her nose, then leaned back a little so I wouldn’t be tempted to do
far more. Shit. She had to be half my age. The fact she never tried to get a
drink, other than asking for a bottle of water or a soda, made me wonder if she
was even twenty-one. I knew she was legal or she wouldn’t be able to do the webcam
show at all.
Missy had come to us with the idea a year ago and she’d
hashed out the details with the club officers. We got twenty percent from each
girl to not only offer protection, but Missy also paid Wizard to set up the
site and the programming required for it to work. The woman had started her own
company and she’d been smart about it. For a fee, Wizard tracked all the people
using the site and made sure it remained operational. How she handled payment
to the girls working for her was her business and hers alone.
I always felt bad taking any money from Delilah. Hell, I was
the only one paying her. When she paid her twenty percent each week, it was
like she’d paid me to watch her get off. Shit. And now I was getting
hard again.
“I also wanted to thank you for not… not making me feel
like…” She bit her lip and looked away.
“Like a whore?” I asked.
She gave a jerky nod and glanced at me. “I know what I’m
doing isn’t exactly conventional. Some guys might consider it prostitution and
think they had a right to take what they wanted. I feel safe here. No one ever
says anything bad to me. The few who do make remarks are always teasing.”
“You know Missy comes here even when she’s not doing her
show, right?” I asked. I wasn’t so sure my brothers were only teasing. Delilah
was hot as hell and I knew every damn one of the men in my club would gladly
have her on her back, bent over a table, or on her knees. Then I’d have to bust
their damn heads. I’d already started to think of her as mine, even though we
seldom interacted with one another. They knew how I felt about her, but it
didn’t mean they didn’t want her just the same.
“Yeah, she said she likes to party with the club. She’s
tried to get me to come with her.”
I straightened, towering over her. “Don’t come to the
parties at the clubhouse. You hear me, Delilah?”
Her eyes went wide, and she paled a little before anger
tightened her features. “I’m not a child, Titan. If I want to attend a party, I
will. It’s why I left home, so I could have a life. I didn’t trade one dad for
another.”
Ouch. “Dad? You think I’m your second daddy?”
She visibly swallowed and tried to take a step back, but I
reached out and grabbed hold of her arm, yanking her toward me. I leaned down,
and my gaze locked with hers.
“Then maybe I ought to turn you over my knee and spank you.”
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