She’s barely legal. He’s more than twice her age.
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She’s barely legal. He’s more than twice her age. None of it matters. He’s about to show her why he’s nicknamed SHAFT. Bree Until Jax, I’ve never even had an interest in boys. That’s just the thing though. Jax isn’t a boy. He’s all man. First, I gave him my innocence. Second, I gave him my heart. But when my family finds out about us… I just hope I don’t get him killed. Jax She’s the granddaughter of a rival club’s President. She’s barely legal and way too innocent for me. I’m too old. Too hardened by life, but one taste of her and it’s too late. I’ve claimed her as my own. And I’ll die before I let anyone take her away from me. Unfortunately, it might just come to that. Bree says we’re soul mates. Fated for each other. When I’m staring down the barrel of a gun about to lose everything. It seems like life fate might have given me the shaft.
Chapter One
Shaft “Fuck man,” I groan, all but falling down in the chair. “Rough day old man?” Briar asks, and I flip him off. Bastard has a right to laugh. He and his old lady, Stephanie conveniently picked today to spend at Cumberland Falls. Conveniently, because today is the day the rest of the brothers and myself worked like fucking dogs, fixing up the outside of the club for BB and Diego’s birthdays. BB is a nickname for Torch and Katie’s little boy, and Diego is the president, Skull and his old lady Beth’s son. The two women are sisters and somehow managed to have kids on the exact same day just minutes apart. The Pres is going all out to make sure there’s a huge celebration for the boys’ second birthday. It sure as hell don’t feel like they should be two already. Time flies fast, and damn if my body ain’t living proof of that today. I feel old all the way down to my bones. I’ve been a sworn in member of the Devil’s Blaze for the last two years, getting the nod from the other members during all that shit with Beth, Katie and the fucking Donahues. It’s what I wanted, what I worked for, not even minding that I was serving as a pledge with men ten or more years younger than me. Now at forty, I’m probably one of the oldest members. It didn’t used to bother me, but lately I’m feeling like I missed out on something. Especially when men my age, or close to it have all settled down with old ladies, and here I am alone. It’s not like I haven’t had relationships, I have. It’s just none of them are even slightly memorable. More often than not, I wish to hell I could forget them. I look through the room and it’s mostly quiet. The new prospects are partying with a few of the club girls. Even that—easy pussy, doesn’t interest me tonight and that is just fucking depressing. The club needs new women or something. Hell, maybe I need to get off my ass and get out and find a woman, a woman of my own. That just seems like too much fucking effort right now. Especially when I’ve been breaking up cement and shit all day to make way for the new patio that’s being poured tomorrow. My back hurts like a motherfucker. “I think I’m crashing for the night brother,” I tell Briar, taking the last swig of my beer. “Damn, you are getting old,” he says with a chuckle as he shakes his head. “Nothing here seems to be holding my interest tonight. Club needs some new talent.” “You need to settle down brother. Find you a good woman like my Steph,” he boasts. “I think all the good ones are probably gone.” “Nah, they’re still out there. Just hard to find,” Briar says. I look around the room one last time. Just as I’m about to write the night off as a loss, she walks in. “Who’s that?” He looks around the room. “Who?” “The chick that just walked through the door,” I tell him without taking my eyes off her. She’s fucking beautiful, and I don’t mean that in a normal way. Hell no, this chick could have just walked off the pages of a magazine. She’s got hair that you can’t really call blonde. It’s like multiple colors, blonde on top then slowly shifting to darker locks on the bottom, and every now and then there’s a strand of almost white. It’s cut so it curves toward a perfect face reaching below her shoulders. She’s got red lips that could make any man beg—including me. She’s wearing a black jacket, not leather, it’s more polished, expensive, though the look is similar. Under that she has a white shirt that clings to tight, perky breasts that are easily a ‘C’ cup. Perfect size to fill my large hands. Tight blue jean shorts that cling to her curvy ass and show off long fucking legs, that’d I’d give my eye teeth to feel wrapped around me. She’s wearing flip flops and fuck, even her toes are sexy, painted clear with bright white tips. There’s a silver ring around one of her toes and even that looks sexy. She looks around like she’s searching for someone. Me baby. You’re definitely searching for me. Almost as if she can hear me, she looks at me. Those sweet red lips give into a smile, and I need her closer, so I can tell exactly what color those eyes are. I can feel my dick hardening. I reach down under the table to adjust him. I’ll be letting him play tonight, that’s for damn sure. I stare straight at the woman of my dreams. Is it coincidence that her tongue comes out to brush against her top lip, or is she trying to drive me in- fucking –sane? “Down boy.” Briar puts his hand on my chest as if to hold me back. “That’s not for you.” “Why the fuck not?” I shove his hand away. “She been claimed by one of the other brothers?” Please say no. Briar laughs, and as much as I hate it, I pull my eyes away from my dream woman and look at him. “What the fuck do you find so funny?” “The fact that you’re setting yourself up for a whole hell of a lot of trouble.” “Quit talking in circles, Briar. I got more important shit to do.” Like her. “Not with her you don’t.” “You’re starting to piss me off man.” “That girl is off limits.” His tone is hard and matter of fact. “Says who?” His eyes harden. “Her family.” “Give me a break. Do I look like I give a fuck?” What the fuck has he been moking? “You might on this one.” “I doubt it.” “It’s your funeral.” Standing up, I ignore the son of a bitch. My dick is so hard I could lay fucking bricks. I’ve got a much softer place in mind for him though. “Something else might talk you out of it though.” “I doubt it,” I repeat, walking toward my future. “She’s jailbait,” he calls out after me. Motherfucker. I stop mid-step, and I swear my dick would cry if he could. 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Grab this dark mafia romance collection NOW! "Dominic crackles with delicious darkness and badass beauty. I loved every brilliant, twisted second of it!" ~NYT Bestselling author Annika Martin BUY NOW: Amazon: http://amzn.to/2jv3EDm Kobo: http://bit.ly/2j4H4hP iBooks: coming soon! Nook: coming soon! Blurbs: Salvatore: a Dark Mafia Romance Lucia It all started with a contract signed by him, then by me, while our families watched. While my father sat silent, a man defeated, giving his daughter to the Benedetti monsters. I obeyed. I played my part. I signed my name and gave away my life. I became their living, breathing trophy, a constant symbol of their power over us. That was five years ago. Then came the time for him to claim me. For Salvatore Benedetti to own me. I had vowed vengeance. I had learned hate. And yet, nothing could have prepared me for the man who now ruled my life. I expected a monster, one I would destroy. But nothing is ever black or white. No one is either good or evil. For all his darkness, I saw his light. For all his evil, I saw his good. As much as he made me hate him, a passion hotter than the fires of hell burned inside me. I was his, and he was mine. My very own monster. Salvatore I owned the DeMarco Mafia Princess. She belonged to me now. We had won, and they had lost. And what better way to teach a lesson than to take from them that which is most precious? Most beloved? I was the boy who would be king. Next in line to rule the Benedetti Family. Lucia DeMarco was the spoils of war. Mine to do with as I pleased. It was my duty to break her. To make her life a living hell. My soul was dark, I was hell bound. And there was no way out, not for either of us. Because the Benedetti family never lost, and in our wake, we left destruction. It’s how it had always been. How I believed it would always be. Until Lucia. Dominic: a Dark Mafia Romance Dominic I was the boy who would never be king. The monster who could never be loved. Gia was just a job. Just another girl caught in a world of monsters. It didn’t matter that I liked the look of her. I didn’t care that she cringed when she saw my soul. I liked it. I liked her fear. And I wanted her. Monsters didn’t get to live happily ever after, though. I knew one day I’d have to go back. Because time neither forgave nor forgot. And neither did I. Old debts needed to be settled. Enemies punished. It was past time I returned to the family business. I’d been gone far too long. Gia All my life, I believed in fairy tales. Not the Disney kind. Never those. I always knew life was darker than that. I was the daughter of a foot soldier. The sister of a snitch. A nobody. Monsters had been part of my life for as long as I could remember, but none as dark as Dominic Benedetti. None as cruel. None as broken. I had no illusions about what he was. I had no desire to save his soul. And I couldn’t care about his bleeding heart. But love isn’t always beautiful. It could be a twisted, ugly bitch. I’d always known this was the kind I’d find. The only kind that could touch me. Because some of us, we belonged in the dark. And Dominic and I belonged in the dark. Author’s Note: This duet contains both Salvatore and Dominic's stories. These are steamy, dark mafia romances where the happily-ever-afters are heard earned. Intended for mature readers. NO Cheating.About the Author: USA Today Bestselling author Natasha Knight writes dark romance as well as spanking romance in a variety of genres including contemporary, paranormal, post-apocalyptic, science-fiction and fantasy. She is a #1 Amazon Bestseller in multiple categories forever searching in every story for that single most important element of love. All of her stories contain at least one kinky Alpha male, lots of dirty talk and a well deserved happily ever after.Connect with Natasha: Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Natasha-Knight-Author-Page-386742471394951/?ref=hl Newsletter: http://eepurl.com/YDOMf Website: http://www.natasha-knight.com/ Amazon: http://amzn.to/28Y6Ka0 Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6478732.Natasha_Knight
Cautionary tales don’t usually have happy endings… Raised in foster care. The sister of a whore. The fool who fell for the wrong guy. Paisley James is all too aware that sometimes fairy tales just don’t exist. There is no telling where hearts belong or loyalties lie when deceit is in bloom. Author Note: Deceit in Bloom is book one of a series and ends in a BIG, dramatic cliffhanger (No joke). The story continues in book two, Vengeance in Bloom
As a child, Jennifer Michael dreamed of being an author. Life and adulting eventually pushed that dream down to a mere fantasy, which was where it stayed for years. Then, through a stroke of luck and a Kindle, she found the indie romance world, and the dream that was long ago deemed unattainable became a reality. Writing fulfills pieces of her she lost long ago. Jennifer writes stories that range from sweet and sultry to dark and daring. Behind her computer, she’s constantly dreaming up where she’ll go, what new characters she’ll meet along the way, and what genre she will concur next. From her house in southwest Florida, she spends far too much time wishing she were at the beach with a good book. She’s an avid reader of fiction, but is a huge fan of gritty stories with deep emotion or dark twisty plot twists. She’s also known to indulge in guilty pleasure television shows. She gets sucked into the world of characters from all mediums. She loves to hear from her readers so make sure to check her out on social media.
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Title: Razing Grace: Part 2
Author: Amo Jones
Genre: Romance
Release Date: January 17, 2017
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Can something that burns so rapidly calm the whispering chaos of your cries? Or is this all just an illusion. The perfect hypnosis. Like the humming of a sweet melody to your frantic brain.
Drip.
Blood trickled over the curve of Millie’s collarbone.
Drip.
Slithering over her shoulder.
Drip.
Sliding off and into the mass puddle of death surrounding her.
The last petal has fallen, a queen is born, and the disarray of her world is about to shatter under her very throne.
Raze
“She knows too much…”
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Amo's debut series was the Sinful Souls MC series, and if you asked her which of her books you should start with, she would say The Devil's Own Series (even though you can read any of her books as standalone's). She's a full-time writer from New Zealand who loves long romantic walks to the wine cellar. When she's not creating magic, you can usually find her relaxing in front of the television watching the latest episode of Supernatural or Vikings. (This will be updated as she finds new television shows with hot actors.) She's the proud mother of four little critters who are the reason she breathes, but also the reason she drinks. She loves to write like how she lives, hanging on the edge of insanity with a wine glass in one hand and her morals-or lack thereof- in the other. Those are not my monkeys, I swear.... Oh those hellhounds? Yeah, those are mine.
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My rating: 5 of 5 stars I'm speechless. Yes it doesn't happen often but with Razing Grace it definitely happened. This book gave me so many feels, one minute I'm dying to see what its going to happen then I'm like noooo!!! Did that just happen? So many surprises that kept me on my toes and kept me so engrossed in the story that I lost myself in it. These characters gut me. Millie, Raze and oh yes Miles made this duet on my favorite series ever. Everyone needs to read this. If you like dark, gritty and totally screwed up characters this is for you. You will love it, love the characters and fall in love with the authors writing. Nothing I can say will do this justice.... just read it! You won't be disappointed. View all my reviews
ATONEMENT, The Protectors Book #6
by Sloane Kennedy
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“Once a fuck up, always a fuck up.”
Words twenty-six-year-old Dante Thorne has had to live with for more years than he can count and a title he finally earned at the tender age of sixteen when one careless decision led to tragedy. And since he can’t deny the truth of the words, why not live by them instead? Fucking up, fucking, it doesn’t matter; as long as it feels good and makes him forget the day he failed the one person he’d always sworn to protect. A good philosophy to live by until Dante meets the one man who might actually having him wishing he was something more…
At forty-one and with a distinguished career as a Texas Ranger under his belt, Magnus DuCane should have been in the prime of his life. Instead, he’s mourning the loss of the daughter he couldn’t save and contemplating a future that looks nothing like the one he had planned. The only bright spot in his life is the young grandson whose suddenly been returned to him after going missing two years earlier and the new family of men that he’s been welcomed in to with open arms. But with his iron will, unfailing self-control and unflappable discipline, Magnus knows he can start a new chapter and get his life back on track…if he can just get past the disturbing, unexpected feelings one young man stirs in him.
Because everything about Dante Thorne is wrong for Magnus. His arrogance, his cocky attitude, every single unfiltered word that falls unchecked out of his mouth and, of course, the fact that he’s a man.
But when his well-meaning friends send Dante with him as a bodyguard when he returns to Texas to testify in a high-profile case, Magnus begins to see beyond the brash words and endless sexual innuendo. And when he starts to discover that what he sees isn’t all that bad, suddenly the fact that that Dante is a man instead of a woman no longer seems like such a big sticking point… LinksTeasers
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Dante
The guy wasn’t bad at giving head. And what he lacked in finesse, he more than made up for in eagerness. But the fact that I had to remind myself to start fucking his mouth was evidence enough that my head wasn’t in the game. I’d like to say that was because of the slight buzz I had going from the two glasses of champagne I’d downed in record time after the first one that I’d slowly sipped during the handful of toasts that had been given to the grooms, but lying to myself was just a waste of time.
No, there was only one reason I was so fucking distracted that even a halfway decent blowjob was doing nothing for me.
And that reason was wrapped up in a gorgeous 6’2 package of hard muscle, a lazy, killer smile and the most intense blue eyes I’d ever seen.
That reason also hated my fucking guts and had no problem reminding me of that every time he flashed those icy blues my way.
Did he have a reason to?
Okay, so maybe I’d enjoyed needling him just a little too much about how uptight he was, his advanced age - though at forty something, he wasn’t at all advanced – and the fact that he was a grandfather. Hell, the man didn’t look anything like any grandfather I’d ever seen.
I’d wanted him from the very first time I’d met him and since I was the kind of guy who was used to getting what he wanted, I hadn’t hesitated in letting him know that five minutes with me would change his entire outlook on life.
A little conceited? Yeah, I suppose. My mother had always told me I needed to think more before I spoke, but I found that most of the men and women I wanted found it more of a turn on when I told them what they wanted. And I never failed to follow through on the promise of pleasure. Whether it was a man or a woman or hell, more than one of either or both, I made sure all my partners got off and then some.
Leave them wanting more.
It was a good rule of thumb because it meant I never had to chase someone. They came to me and then they kept coming back until I decided I was done, which was nearly always the case after the first time.
Like the pretty little number voraciously sucking my dick.
I’d honed in on him from the moment I’d spied him working with the rest of the wait staff to get the hors d'oeuvres set up. He’d tried to ignore my not so subtle glances, but when he’d upended a tray of some strange-looking shrimp dish after I’d discreetly adjusted myself so that only he would see, I’d known it wouldn’t take much. After that, I’d just had to tease him mercilessly with hungry glances and the occasional playful touch as he’d repeatedly approached me with trays of appetizers I’d had no interest in eating. When I’d finally stroked my hand over his groin after he’d appeared at my side with a tray full of champagne flutes, he’d barely managed to hang on to it. All I’d had to do was tell him, “Upstairs bathroom” and he’d nodded so excitedly that he’d looked like a man who’d just won the fucking lottery.
So, the blowjob really should have been better. Or I should have at least been able to look down at the head of brown hair and not see dark hair heavily threaded with silver. I shouldn’t have been hoping I’d see gorgeous blue eyes looking up at me as my cock was being sucked to the back of a corded throat.
Fucking Magnus DuCane.
I’d met the man the day I’d been assigned to stand guard outside his grandson’s hospital room. Little Matty Travers had been undergoing chemotherapy treatment at the children’s hospital in Seattle and I’d been charged with protecting him after his father, Tate and my former colleague, Hawke, had run afoul of some drug dealers. Fortunately, there’d been no threat to the boy and while I would miss interacting with the kid, I was glad he was out of the hospital for good.
What I wouldn’t miss were the looks of disdain Magnus would shoot me every time he saw me. How the fuck was I supposed to know the man wasn’t gay or even bi?
Okay, so maybe I should have gotten the hint early on when I’d sent him a few flirtatious looks and he’d responded with obvious discomfort, but I’d sworn I’d seen something else in those stunning eyes of his, too. And since I’d been more than willing to let the guy use me to test what it would be like to fly his rainbow flag, I’d made sure to let him know that with the occasional touch or suggestion when he’d been leaving his grandson’s room. His response?
Nothing.
Not one goddamn word.
He hadn’t ever told me to fuck off. Hadn’t ever told me he wasn’t interested. No, he’d just stared at me with that look.
That you’re a waste of skin look that my stepfather never failed to lay on me every time he saw me – that he’d cast on me from the moment he’d married my mother nearly twenty years earlier.
In truth, that was the reason I’d kept trying to get his attention. Not just because I’d been eager to find out what it would feel like to bury my cock into what I suspected was his very tight, very virgin ass. No, I’d been desperate to show him I didn’t give a shit what he thought of me.
I was so lost in thought that I didn’t register that me and my sloppy-mouthed new friend weren’t alone anymore. It wasn’t until I glanced up in the bathroom mirror that I saw him watching us.
Fuck, I couldn’t seem to escape the man. Or that fucking look which even now bloomed to life in his gaze as his eyes went from me down to the man on his knees in front of me.
I would have expected Magnus to send me the standard ‘You’re worthless’ look and remove himself from the bathroom, but he just stood there, his eyes on…fuck, where the hell were his eyes?
Not on my face and definitely not on the oblivious man who was still going to town on my cock…no, his eyes were on my bare ass which Caterer Guy was hanging onto as he sucked me down to the root.
No fucking way. It couldn’t be.
Caterer Guy finally seemed to sense we weren’t alone anymore because he popped off my dick and let out a gasp. Before he could scramble to his feet, I grabbed him by the shoulder and held him in place as I turned my head so I could watch Magnus. His eyes finally lifted to mine and then I saw the frown spread across his pretty mouth.
“Did you forget to lock the door, my sweet?” I asked the man at my feet, though I kept my eyes on Magnus. The fact that he still hadn’t fled had my senses going into overdrive and I couldn’t resist the urge to play with him a bit, especially since I’d managed to catch that brief look of something besides derision in his gaze.
“We’ll be done in a bit,” I said to Magnus as I shifted enough so he could see my very thick, very ready cock as it bobbed in front of Caterer Guy’s face. I snagged my fingers in the guy’s hair and forced his attention to me. I looked at him long enough to say, “Finish me off. Our friend here was just leaving.” I shifted my eyes back to Magnus and said, “Unless he wants to join us.”
I expected the suggestion would be enough to send the man scurrying, but to my surprise, he slammed the door behind him and then strode towards us, his jaw so hard that it looked like he’d break his own teeth. I lost interest in Caterer Guy and didn’t care that he hadn’t taken my dick back into his mouth. When Magnus reached us, he kept moving until he had me crowded back against the counter, forcing me to release my hold on the man at my feet.
“Out,” Magnus snarled at Caterer Guy and I felt a shiver of excitement run down my spine and straight to my balls at the harsh order. I wasn’t surprised when the man let out a little gasp and then stumbled to his feet. He’d been too busy sucking my cock to undress himself in any way so he was out the door like a shot, slamming it closed behind him.
Magnus didn’t touch me as he got into my space, though I was definitely wishing he would. My cock actually brushed his trousers when I forced myself not to retreat any farther.
“You want to play your little fucking games, you do it somewhere else because I will not have my grandson walking in on this shit,” Magnus said coldly, his words like little shards of ice. I knew he was right and it was my fault for not making sure the door had been locked, but of course, I didn’t say that. I never said shit like that because I didn’t apologize to guys like Magnus who looked down on me like I was nothing more than garbage.
“Fuck you,” I said, letting my mouth curve into a smile I wasn’t feeling as I added, “Or you too afraid to find out you might actually like it?”
Magnus shook his head at me as if he wasn’t surprised by my response. Like he’d expected it. “Grow up, Dante. Just grow the fuck up.”
And with that, he turned away from me and I was disappointed when he didn’t look back.
Other Books In The SeriesAbsolution (The Protectors #1)Salvation (The Protectors #2)Retribution (The Protectors #3)Forsaken (The Protectors #4)Vengeance (The Protectors #5)
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Although Sloane Kennedy always dreamed of being a writer as a teenager, she didn't take the plunge until March of 2015 when she released her first novel as an independent author. Since then, she has released more than a dozen books including the Amazon best-selling "Barretti Security" series, "Finding" series and "Protectors" series. While she initially began writing M/F romance, she found her true passion writing gay romance and all four of her most recent releases reached the #1 spot on Amazon's Gay Romance bestseller list and Freeing Zane, her final book in the Barretti Security series, made it to Amazon's overall bestseller list. Sloane was born in Germany and grew up in Virginia and Wisconsin. Although she currently lives in Wisconsin, the place where she has always felt most at home is Seattle and many of her books take place in the Emerald city. Although she is unmarried, a menagerie of 2 dogs and 3 cats keeps her busy enough and 3 young nieces take care of the rest of her free time. Sloane loves being able to share her passion for romance with readers and she is truly humbled by all the support she's received from fans and fellow authors alike.
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Title: White Knuckles
Series: Lost Kings MC #7
Author: Autumn Jones Lake
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: January 17, 2017
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TWO TATTERED SOULS
After countless detours, Wrath and Trinity’s wedding is only ten days away. Together they’ve battled their demons and are ready to declare their commitment to each other in front of their entire Lost Kings MC family.
ONE BITTER ENEMY
No one is prepared for the threat that crawls out of the shadows and issues an evil ultimatum. One that places Trinity’s future in danger and jeopardizes the entire club. Trinity’s more than ready to put her life on the line to save the club. For her it’s not a question.
AN IMPOSSIBLE CHOICE
Wrath’s role as protector of the club forces him to choose between the safety of his angel or the future of the Lost Kings MC and all they’ve built together. But Trinity won’t relent. A queen always fights for her king. She’ll risk everything to hold on to the love she shares with Wrath.
FAITH IS STRONGER THAN FEAR
When evil takes her for a ride, will Trinity’s faith in Wrath and her faith in the Lost Kings MC be stronger than her fear?
White Knuckles is the seventh full-length novel in the popular Lost Kings MC series. It is suggested readers have at least read books four through six in the series before reading White Knuckles.
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“I love being with you,” Wyatt says as if he’d read my thoughts. I squeeze his hand. “I love being with you, too. We have fun together, right?” “Always, Trinity.” He stops and glances down at me with a serious expression. “Not just the sex—although, that’s fucking awesome.” “Fuck yeah, it is,” I tease, jabbing my finger in his gut. That was stupid. His stomach’s like a brick wall. “Ow. I think I broke a nail.” “Nutty girl.” He tugs me along a faint path through the woods. The trail follows a small stream, and I keep stopping to see if there are any fish. “We don’t have any poles,” Wyatt says, stopping to check the water with me. “What, you can’t play Tarzan and catch one with your bare hands for me?” He busts up laughing. “I can, if that’s what you want.” He stops and pulls me close. “What do you think about owning a cabin up here? Like this one?” “We just built a house. You want to move here?” Is he suggesting leaving the club? I can’t imagine Wyatt wanting to do that. “No. A vacation place. To get away from everything when we need to.” “Oh. Sure,” I say off the cuff, certain he’s not serious, but his next words knock me sideways. “It would make a nice wedding present for my girl.” “What? Did you…is it ours?” “Not yet. I wanted to see if we liked it first. The owner’s had it on the market for a while, so I think we can get it for a good price.” The way he keeps saying we, even though I haven’t really done anything to contribute to our finances, I don’t know, it does something to me. It’s a silly thing to fixate on at the moment, but I can’t help it. “I love it here. But I love wherever we go as long as we’re together.” He gives me a soft smile and kisses my forehead. “Really, Wyatt. Whatever you want is fine by me.” “I’ve seen the pictures of your dream house on the beach,” he teases. “Mmm…a hut in Belize where you can run around in a loin cloth all day would be perfection,” I joke back. His mouth lifts into a sexy smirk. “That might be a little out of our price range right now.” “Cabin in the woods works for me, too. I’ll follow you anywhere.” He takes my hand again. We traipse through the woods together, enjoying the quiet. My stomach growls and I’m about to tell Wyatt I want to head back, when he suddenly stops. “What?” I giggle and he shushes me. All the fun is sucked right out of our morning.
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Autumn prefers to write her romances on the classy side of dirty, and she's a sucker for a filthy-talking, demanding alpha male hero. The bigger the better. She believes true love stories never end.
Her past lives include baking cookies, slinging shoes, and practicing law. She's an active member of her local chapter of Romance Writers of America. Autumn was born and raised in upstate New York. She still enjoys all four seasons there with her very own alpha hero and their dogs. You can easily find Autumn on Facebook, but she also always loves to hear from readers.
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My rating: 5 of 5 stars Absolutely Wonderful! Not only was this exciting, hot, yes hot, but it was extremely sweet. I love Wrath, always have but with this book I am even more in love with him. He is so sweet and loving, he loves Trinity with everything he has and he isn't afraid to show it. Trinity is tough and faithful to not only Wrath but the whole club. When needed, she stepped up and did what needed to be done to help the club. Her and Wrath are a wonderful couple who truly belong together. We got some closure with this book and was able to fall more in love with the men and woman of LOKI. This is definitely one of the best MC series out there and you won't be disappointed with where the author takes you. Her writing is phenomenal and knows how to keep you coming back for more.
Title: Southern Desire
Series: Southern Heart #2
Author: Kaylee Ryan
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: January 17, 2017
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After experiencing heartache and loss, Whitney decides it's time to move on and leave the past behind, while keeping the pain with her. Finding her way to Kentucky to be with family, she's finally settling and feeling some happiness. She meets Aaron and he's slowly showing her how to live again. But, what Aaron doesn't know, is the deep secret she's keeping from him. Aaron doesn't believe in spending time with women he doesn't see a future with. Love, to him was black and white, until found her way into his life. She's his one and he's her strength. The overshadowing secret plaguing Whitney's mind drivers her away, leaving Aaron and everyone she met behind. Will Aaron find his way to Whitney again? Or was their love something that most people desired and never found?
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Kaylee Ryan has had a passion for reading since she was a little girl. That passion has slowly led to spinning romantic tales, and a one-click addiction. When she doesn’t have her nose stuck in her kindle or fingers glued to the keyboard, you can find Kaylee hanging out with friends and family. She loves all genres of music, and enjoys scrapbooking. She lives in Ohio with her husband (her real life happily ever after) and their rambunctious little boy.
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My rating: 4 of 5 stars Total tear jerker! I pretty much cried most of the way through this book. Whitney lost her Mom after a long fight of cancer. Trying to start over from that she decides to move to Kentucky to be with her only living family. That's where she meets Aaron. Aaron has never settled down. Believing that the "one" is out there and he hasn't found her yet. Becoming fast friends and slowly turning into something more these two are a wonderful couple. Aaron helps Whitney fight her demons of losing her Mother and helps her put her life together again. This is really a great read. I loved the story, it is written beautifully and the characters are wonderful. It's a definite must read. View all my reviews RELEASE DATE: January 16, 2017 UNSPOKEN PROMISES (Book 2, The Unspoken Love Series) SYNOPSIS: Unspoken Promises are worse than lies. Morgan Kennedy and Lincoln Gates have been in love since high school. Their friends have envied their devotion to not only each other, but also the life they’ve made together. From the outside looking in, their relationship is perfect. One mirrored of fairytales. But behind the door, Morgan isn’t feeling as fulfilled as she once did. She wants more. She wants the glass slipper and the happily ever after. What Lincoln and Morgan don’t anticipate is that a horrific event is about to make them second-guess their wants. *' ̈) ̧.•' ̧.•*' ̈) ̧.•* ̈) ( ̧.•' ( ̧.•` JOIN IN THE FUN and JOIN THE PARTY to CELEBRATE the RELEASE of UNSPOKEN PROMISES on January 16th https://www.facebook.com/events/867808820021670/ EXCERPT: “What happened to us, Lincoln? Where did things go wrong?” she mutters uneasily. Tears slowly find their way down her cheeks. “I wish I had the answer, but I don’t.” My voice wavers. “I don’t know how much longer I can keep doing this. I’m losing myself. I hate who I’ve become,” she shakes her head regretfully. “I hate that I’m hurting you.” I get up and sit next to her. I place my hand under her chin, lifting her face so I can see her. “I love you. You know that, don’t you?” “I know you love me. That’s never been the problem.” Her faint smile holds a touch of sadness. How do two people that love each other repair what has been broken? Can we? Seeing her sad is breaking me. I’m such a dumbass for not realizing how much she's hurting watching her best friend get something she wants so bad. Something that I’m not willing to give her. The ride home takes about an hour with the city traffic this time of night. With Morgan’s hand clasped with mine we enter my apartment. The sound of the door shutting echoes in the living room. I turn the lock and toss my keys on the table next to the door. I follow Morgan in to the bedroom. I lean down and place a gentle kiss against her lips. The touch of her lips is a delicious sensation. I raise my mouth from hers and gaze into her eyes. Christian was right. They are sad. How haven’t I noticed how much this is affecting her? She pushes up against me to meet my lips again. Morgan showers kisses around my lips and along my jaw. Her breath smells sweet, like the fruity cocktail she was drinking at the wedding reception. The kisses are slow and sensual that drive me wild. My mouth swoops down to capture hers. She parts her lips granting me access to her tongue. Her tongue tastes sugary. My lips recapture hers, more demanding this time. I pull away from her and gaze into her dark brown eyes. My hands make their way to her face, cupping her cheeks. “I love you, Morgan,” I say against her hips. She bites her lip, and a groan passes through my lips. My chest heaves uncontrollably. It’s been a few weeks since we’ve been intimate. Slowly my fingertips pull the zipper of her dress. Once it reaches the bottom, her strapless dress falls to the floor. Her flawless body stands before be in a lacey black strapless bra and matching thong. I gently outline her nipples, causing her to suck in a quick breath. Her nipples harden immediately from being teased. I gradually work my way to the clasp at the back undoing it. Her bra falls to the floor and I can’t help but lean down and take her nipple into my mouth. Her hands pull on my hair. I press kisses, feathery and light, followed by little love bites as I make my way down her body. Morgan shivers and arches against me. I guide her toward the bed until the back of her thighs hit the mattress. “Lie down.” Morgan complies and I take her breast into my mouth and suck hard. She moans, when I bite her nipple. When I look up, I see a mark on her breast. I sucked a little too hard. I should feel bad, but I don’t. Instead, I feel proud. Possessive. I love leaving my mark on Morgan. I rip her panties off and throw them to the side. Morgan gasps and looks down at me. “They were brand new,” she says angrily. “They were in the way… I’ll buy you new ones.” I continue to torture her with kisses along her stomach, her hip, then her thighs. My hands stroke the inside of her thigh. I explore the sexy curves that lead to her tight little ass. “Stop teasing me,” she pleads. When I find her clit, I suck on her sensitive bud. She cries out and grips my hair and grinds against my face. I lick her, kiss her, torture her with my mouth until she is chanting my name. “Lincoln, oh, God.” I smile as I bite her clit, then suck on it. “Don’t stop. Just like that.” Her orgasm hits her hard. She pulls my face against her and grinds against my face. Her other hand grips the sheet as she cries out. Her back arches off the bed and her body trembles. I don’t give her time to recover as I make my way up her body, trailing kisses along the way. “Who do you belong to, Morgan? Tell me.” My voice low and demanding. “You,” she moans “Always, you.” Her voice unsteady. She closes her eyes. “Look at me, don’t close your eyes. I need to see your eyes. You need to know who is doing this to you.” She blinks, then her eyes blaze up at me. “I’ll fight for you. Don’t give up on us.” I kiss the tip of her nose and climb off the bed to quickly undress. * ́ ̈) ̧.• ́ ̧.•* ́ ̈) ̧.•* ̈ ( ̧.• ́ ( ̧.•`UNSPOKEN WORDS $.99 CENT SALE AND FREE ON KU UNSPOKEN WORDS (Book 1, Unspoken Love Series) SYNOPSIS: Two lives...as close to perfect as they can be. Camryn Townsend has everything she’s always dreamed of...an amazing family, supportive friends, and the perfect job. Everything a girl could want. Or is it? A trip back to her childhood home threatens to unravel her web of perfection. Her problem...she’s in love with her best friend and she’s too scared to sacrifice their friendship for a love she’s always wanted. Jamie Banks’ life is the epitome of perfection. His company is thriving, his band is on the cusp of stardom, and the girl he loves is returning home. His problem...the girl he loves has been his best friend for as long as he can remember and he’s not sure he’s ready to sacrifice his best friend for a lover. Pursuing a relationship with the possibility of losing her has him second-guessing everything he knows. Unspoken words are the only thing standing in their way. AMAZON ==> http://amzn.to/1XXr9jt AUTHOR BIO:
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