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Rock Redemption by Nalini Singh…. Blog Tour & Review

ROCK REDEPTION IT'S LIVE

Kit and Noah’s rock star romance is finally here in the newest addition to Nalini Singh’s Rock Kiss Series!!

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Kit Devigny could have loved rock guitarist Noah St. John. Their friendship burned with the promise of intense passion and searing tenderness…until the night Noah deliberately shattered her heart.

Noah knows he destroyed something precious the night he chose to betray Kit, but he’d rather she hate him than learn his darkest secret. All he has left is his music. It’s his saving grace, but it doesn’t silence the voices that keep him up at night. Chasing oblivion through endless one-night-stands, he earns a few hours’ sleep and his bad boy reputation.

When a media error sees Noah and Kit dubbed the new “it” couple, Kit discovers her chance at the role of a lifetime hinges on riding the media wave. Wanting—needing—to give Kit this, even if he can’t give her everything, Noah agrees to play the adoring boyfriend. Only the illusion is suddenly too real, too painful, too beautiful…and it may be too late for the redemption of Noah St. John.

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Kit groaned at the sound of her phone. Reaching out blindly toward the nightstand, she hurled mental curses upon herself for forgetting to turn it off so she could catch some uninterrupted sleep before her four-a.m. makeup call.

It’d be fun and great for her career, her agent had said when recommending Kit take the superhero flick. Coming off two serious and emotionally wrenching projects, Kit had taken Harper’s advice and jumped on board the high-budget, high-octane venture. Unfortunately, Harper had forgotten to mention the four hours it would take to put her into the head-to-toe makeup required for the role. Daily.

“What?” she snarled into the phone without checking to see who it was.

“Hey, Katie.”

Every cell in her body snapped wide awake. Lifting her eyelids, she just stared at the ceiling through gritty eyes. Her heart thumped, her throat moving convulsively as she swallowed. She hated that he could still do this to her, hated it, but her visceral response to Noah wasn’t something she could stop. She knew because she’d tried for the past two years and three months.

“Noah,” she said flatly. “Do you know what time it is?”

“Two fifteen,” he answered.

Kit should’ve hung up. God, he’d hurt her. So much. But there was something in his voice that had her sitting up. “Are you drunk?” One thing she knew about Noah: no matter his bad-boy rep, he was never wasted. He might give a good indication of it, but look closely and those dark gray eyes were always sober.

“Probably.” A silence, followed by, “I just wanted to hear your voice. Sorry for waking you.”

“Wait,” she said when he would’ve hung up. “Where are you?”

“Some dive.” He took a deep breath, released it in a harsh exhale. “I’m sorry for being an asshole. I wanted to tell you that. I don’t want to go without saying that.”

“Noah,” she said, a horrible feeling in her stomach. “Where exactly are you?”

“The Blue Flamingo Inn off Hollywood Boulevard. Far, far, far off.” He laughed, and it held no humor. “It has a neon sign of a blue—surprise!—flamingo that’s flashing right through my window. Looks like someone stole the curtains.”

Having already grabbed her laptop, which she’d left beside the bed after answering some e-mails before sleep claimed her, she found the Blue Flamingo Inn. But Noah was already gone, having said, “I love your voice, Kit,” in an oddly raw tone before hanging up.

He didn’t pick up when she called back.

“Damn it! Damn it!” She shoved aside the blanket under which she’d been buried, having turned the AC to ice-cold as she usually did at night. Shivering, she tugged on a pair of jeans and an old sweatshirt over the panties and tank top in which she’d gone to sleep.

Pulling her black hair into a rough ponytail to keep it out of her eyes, she ran through the house, phone in one pocket, credit card and driver’s license in the other. In the kitchen, she grabbed her keys off the counter and shoved her feet into the tennis shoes by the door that led to the garage.

She was in her car and on the way to the motel three minutes after Noah had hung up, mouth dry and an ugliness in her gut. “Please be okay, please be okay, please be okay,” she kept saying, the mantra doing nothing to calm her down, but at least it kept her mind focused.

She wanted to call Molly and Fox, or the others in the band, but no one was currently in the city. Schoolboy Choir had completed the final show in the band’s hugely successful tour just over two weeks earlier. Day after that, they’d all gone their separate ways to recharge and regroup.

“Much as I love these guys,” David had said with a grin that reached the dark gold of his eyes, “I’ve been looking at their ugly mugs daily for months. We need to go blow off some steam separately before we start snarling at each other.”

At the time, Kit had nodded in understanding, having had that same experience while working on location for long periods. Tonight, however, she wished the others were all here, not scattered across the country, because something was very wrong with Noah.

 “Noah doesn’t do drugs,” she told herself as she drove as fast as she dared, not wanting to risk getting pulled over and further delayed. “He isn’t the kind to—” She couldn’t say it, couldn’t even think of Noah ending his life. “No,” she said firmly, her hands white-knuckled on the steering wheel. “Noah isn’t like that.”

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REVIEW

 

Rock Redemption is the perfect name for this book.

Noah is the elite asshole of all assholes.  I will be honest, I am still not a fan of Noah’s.  Once an asshole, always an asshole.  But in Kit’s eyes he redeemed himself.

I won’t tell you what happens before, after or during because I don’t feel you will get the true point of this book and that is to feel everything this author has written.  I will tell you that I felt a lot of emotions throughout this book.  Nalini wrote a tough plot but wrote it amazingly well.

Noah has secrets – demons he is fighting.  Kit is friends with everyone in the band so not being around Noah isn’t an option to her.  This book is a very slow moving romance.  It revolves around these two building their friendship and learning about Noah and his secrets.

I really enjoyed this read even though I am not a huge fan of Noah.  But I have said it other reviews, regardless if I hate or love a character, if an author is able to pull strong emotions from me, that author has done a great job with her writing.

Many will have issues with Noah, but again, if an author is able to piss you off that much about a character – that right there tells you the book is really good. 

I am looking forward to reading more from Nalini and her beautiful mind!

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If you’d like to read the rest of this chapter, as well as the next, click this link: http://nalinisingh.com/books/rock-kiss-series/rock-redemption/

The Rock Kiss Reading Order

Rock Addiction (Book One) Rock Kiss Series

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Rock Courtship (Book 1.5) A Rock Kiss Novel:

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Nook: http://bit.ly/1KEyBIx

Kobo: http://bit.ly/1APyqnU

  • Rock Redemption (Book Three) Rock Kiss Series

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Author Information

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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Psy-Changeling, Guild Hunter, and Rock Kiss series Nalini Singh usually writes about hot shapeshifters and dangerous angels. This time around, she decided to write about a beautiful, charismatic guitarist with a dark past. If you’re seeing a theme here, you’re not wrong.

Nalini lives and works in beautiful New Zealand, and is passionate about writing. If you’d like to explore her other books, you can find lots of excerpts on her website. Slave to Sensation is the first book in the Psy-Changeling series, while Angels’ Blood is the first book in the Guild Hunter series. Also, don’t forget to swing by the site to check out the special behind-the-scenes page for the Rock Kiss series, complete with photos of many of the locations used in the books.

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Trigger by Kirsty-Anne Still….Blog Tour & Review

Title: Trigger (Pericolo)
Author: Kirsty-Anne Still
Release Date: Sept 18, 2015
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I used to watch her through the lights. I watched as her body turned and twisted as she morphed into my siren.
I wanted her—I craved every ounce of Ryleigh Turner. But I knew once I had her, all I would do was corrupt every inch of her pretty little soul.
Valentinos aren’t made for tales of love. We star in the horror stories you fear.
We’re the monsters that make you scared to ever hope again.
It’s time that she realises that.
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He’s watched me for months, given me every reason to allow my curiosity to start killing me slowly.
He makes the world melt away; he makes me want to throw all my inhibitions away and greet him personally. But every time the music ends and the lights lift, he vanishes, crushing my hopes.
Until one day, a moment of chance happens.
How does a man like Dante Valentino cope with a woman as messed up as me?
Easy.
I let him have every inch of my tainted soul.
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Not all love stories have a beautiful start.
Some just need a perfect trigger.
**This is a dark romance with intense scenes of murder and sex. There is coarse language used throughout. Not for the faint hearted.

REVIEW

Kirsty, you have definitely redeemed yourself with this book!!  I read this first book in this series and wasn’t really thrilled with it.  I almost didn’t want to read this book because of the first book but felt that everyone always deserves a second chance.  And I am sooooo glad that I did.

Trigger starts off with some jaw-dropping action and doesn’t let up from that.  It just gets better and better and even more suspenseful as the book goes on.

“Never forget the devil was once an angel.”

Dante is a lethal man – in many different ways.  He doesn’t apologize for who he is or what he does.  And he doesn’t expect anyone to just walk away from his life and not be scarred by it.

Ryleigh lost her parents at a young age but doesn’t remember much about them.  Now as an adult, she has made her mission to find out what happened to her family and give her self peace finally.

I love how Ryleigh challenges Dante.  She gives him a run for his money.  She may look like a mouse – but remember all mice have seen the worst of things and they know how to defend themselves.

This story is full of suspense, action, romance and some pretty hot sex scenes.  I love how it’s told from both Dante and Ryleigh’s POV’s too.  We see how each of them are going through things.  We understand what they are feeling and gives us a better insight to their actions.

“Destiny is a dance with fate.”

Kirsty does a great job of keeping the book flowing at a the right pace.  You are never once confused as to what is going on.  However, I will say that because the author is from the UK, some will words and phrases are a tad different and may come across differently (hopefully editing may fix this).  And that’s my only quirk with this book and the writing – seeing as how the characters are supposedly from America, writing as though they speak and think has to stay American – otherwise it was sort of takes away from the character’s persona.

Again, I will say that this book truly surprised me and I really enjoyed it.  I personally feel that the author grew with this book.  It feels way more constructed and the delivery was much better.  I am really glad I chose to read another book by her.

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As I pull her against my body, swaying to the music, I gaze down at her, and now my breathing shallows. The voice that whispers to me is unknown, dipped in disguise, and doused in addictive tones. It whispers the seed of madness that consumes me – fall in love.
But as always, I decide to stop the thought from burrowing any fucking deeper.
“This is lust, not love, cara. It’s what has you so confused. Lust mimics love to trick a naïve heart.” I keep the conviction strong in my voice, forcing her to understand what it is I want. We may have had this conversation before, but it didn’t do much to heed her rapid emotions. “I’ve never felt lust like this, and I know I never will again, which is why I brought you here. I want tonight to end with you screaming my name. I want to claim you as mine and make you realize I don’t do love.”
“I know you don’t,” she replies, bitterness edges her words. “You don’t need to worry, Dante. I know why you want me here. I got the message loud and clear, but if you think you’re getting into my panties quite so soon, you can think again. My motives here aren’t sexual. That’s just an added bonus.” She narrows her gaze on me, the pupils shrinking as she calmly responds to me. “I think the other evening proved a lot to us. I allowed you to have my entire body, and while I loved the way you commanded me, I won’t give it to you so easily. You’ve had a taste of it, Dante. You can work for another round.”
“I don’t have to do anything,” I respond dryly, ire heating me. “I could have any girl I wanted. I don’t have to wait for you to put out.”
She takes a step back, breaking our connection.
“Go on then,” she tells me, her voice strong. “Go and have any girl willing to give it up to you as easy as I did.” She doesn’t come back to me. “I’m going to the bar, so you go and find a girl as willing as I am to adhere to your sadistic requests.”
I used to be just another Fanfiction writer! That was until one person showed real interest in my work. And then another, and then another, until I had this whole group of people reviewing like crazy and wanting original work from me. I’d spent years writing for free online, I didn’t believe I had it in me to publish something!
But I’m glad I did!! I never imagined pushing my work and striving to reach my ultimate. I never imagined I’d be the girl who started The Viper Rooms! But who am I to deny the inspiration when it hits?
I love writing, it’s a lifeline. I love creating a world that others fall into. I love having the control to make a whole new world. It’s like a dependency, an addictive one. It’s one of the things I’m extremely proud of.
As much as I complain, I love the mini dialogues that go on in my head, the plotlines that attack me when I least expect them to. The ones that jump to life at the most inappropriate times and drive me totally crazy!!
For now I split my life between writing, dreaming, working, and volunteering with children.

 

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Wicked For You by Shayla Black…Blog Tour Stop

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Ever since he rescued her from a dangerous kidnapper, Mystery Mullins has wanted Axel Dillon. When he returned her to her Hollywood father and tabloid life, she was grateful…and a little in love. Mystery wasn’t ready to let Axel go, even after the soldier gently turned her away because, at nineteen, she was too young.

Now, six years later, Mystery is grown, with a flourishing career and a full life—but she’s still stuck on Axel. Disguised, she propositions him in a bar, and the night they spend together is beyond her wildest dreams. Mystery steels herself to walk away—except the sheets are barely cold when her past comes back to haunt her.

Once he realizes Mystery isn’t the stranger he thought, Axel is incensed and intrigued. But when it’s clear she’s in danger, he doesn’t hesitate to become her protector—and her lover—again. And as the two uncover a secret someone is willing to kill for, Axel is determined to claim Mystery’s heart before a murderer silences her for good.

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ShaylaBlack high resShayla Black is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of more than forty novels. For over fifteen years, she’s written contemporary, erotic, paranormal, and historical romances via traditional, independent, foreign, and audio publishers. Her books have sold well over a million copies and been published in a dozen languages.

Raised an only child, Shayla occupied herself with lots of daydreaming, much to the chagrin of her teachers. In college, she found her love for reading and realized that she could have a career publishing the stories spinning in her imagination. Though she graduated with a degree in Marketing/Advertising and embarked on a stint in corporate America to pay the bills, her heart has always been with her characters. She’s thrilled that she’s been living her dream as a full-time author for the past seven years.

Shayla currently lives in North Texas with her wonderfully supportive husband, her teenage daughter, and a very spoiled cat. In her “free” time, she enjoys reality TV, reading, and listening to an eclectic blend of music.

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Playing With Fire by Kate Meader…Blog Tour Stop, Review & Giveaway

Welcome to the blog tour for Playing with Fire by Kate Meader!

We are excited to do a Fire Giveaway today for Kate Meader’sPLAYING WITH FIRE blog tour. The Fire Giveaway will include Flirting with Fire and Baby, It’s Cold Outside (which includes Kate Meader’sRekindle the Flame, the prequel Hot in Chicago e-novella which will publish 11/30/15 for $1.99!)

You can visit all sites on the blog tour to enter the Fire Giveaways – but keep in mind you can only win once! U.S. only.

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PLAYING WITH FIRE
A HOT IN CHICAGO NOVEL
KATE MEADER
Pocket Books
September 29, 2015
ISBN 9781476785929
$7.99

Synopsis:

The scorching-hot Dempsey siblings continue to fight fire with fire…

Her heart’s in his line of fire…
Heating up reading lists and leisure time long after the summer heat has cooled will be Kate Meader’sPLAYING WITH FIRE, which tells the story of rookie firefighter Alex Dempsey. She may be the only woman in Engine Company 6—and may have burned through thirty-four dates in the last ten months—but she’s got everything under control. At least until she rescues Eli Cooper, Chicago’s devastatingly handsome mayor, from a hotel blaze. These two have clashed before—Eli’s a brilliant politician, used to the spotlight, and Alex has no use for a man who can smooth-talk anyone into anything, including his bed. But after their headline-grabbing encounter, Alex is the one starting to sizzle…

…but first she’ll set his world aflame…
Eli Cooper has one goal: winning the next election, and Alex, his sassy savior, may be the spark he needs to light up his sputtering mayoral campaign. “Dating” the female firefighter who saved his life is political gold, but her total lack of filter makes Eli incensed—and more than a little hot and bothered. For the sake of ratings, their bickering will have to wait until they get some privacy…

And once these two are alone together, there’ll be no way to extinguish the flames in Kate Meader’s second sizzling installment in the Hot in Chicago series,PLAYING WITH FIRE!

My Review:

Playing With Fire is the second book in author Kate Meader’s Hot in Chicago Series. I adore this series and this book was such an amazing addition. Packed with heat, tension, and emotion I loved everything about Alex and Eli’s story.

Alex and Eli have had quite a volatile relationship but it was always with an underlying sexy push and pull vibe. Never wanting to admit they were attracted to one another, the banter that went on between them was delicious and prickly at the same time. Now they were faced with a situation that put them in extremely close quarters and would test just how far their attraction went. Would it turn into a relationship that would burn hotter than and fire Alex had ever fought or would it sizzle and burn out like a flame getting drenched with cold Chicago snow?

Oh man, Alex and Eli. I’m just going to sit here for a minute and sigh dreamily. These two were off the charts hot and the sexual tension between them was like nothing I’ve ever read. But beyond that, the emotional connection Eli and Alex build is so beautiful and meaningful. They both have tragic pasts and it truly brought them together in a most special and deep way. Their story isn’t a walk in the park and their happy ever after certainly doesn’t come easy but it was so worth it for both of them. Their personalities were so different and their upbringings equally diverse but they completed one another so perfectly and the balance they bring into the relationship is simply spectacular. I also have to mention that Ms. Meader wrote one of the HOTTEST scenes ever….good lord the mirror scene had me fanning myself. It was scorching!

Ms. Meader brings so much into her stories. She is a writer who gives so much depth and dimension to her characters that I can’t help but feel as thought they are real people we could go and have dinner with. They have quirks and wonderfully individual character traits. I love that about her writing. She also gives so many facets to the story, which makes for interesting moments, sprinkles of drama, and never a lull. I truly appreciate her writing and will always look forward to reading her work!

Oh!  And shout out to Alex being a regular sized woman, not model thin, and Eli for loving that about her!

Thank you, Ms. Meader, for once again knocking my socks off and giving us a book that I couldn’t get enough of!

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“Meader packs the flawless second Hot in Chicago romance with superb relationship development…and note-perfect dialogue…The secondary characters play their parts beautifully, and Eli and Alexandra are a captivating couple…”
—Publishers Weekly starred review

“Thank you, Kate Meader, for creating a heroine who does not fit the status quo! The idea of a plus-size female firefighter being described as sexy and irresistible makes this book stand out. Meader also provides readers with steamy sex scenes, colorful characters and riveting dialogue. The themes of staying true to yourself and the impact of family legacies make for an interesting storyline. This tale is a real page-turner.”
—RT Book Reviews four and a half star “scorcher” TOP PICK GOLD review

About the Author:

Kate Meader was raised on romance. An Irish girl, she started with Catherine Cookson and Jilly Coooper novels, and spiced it up with some Mills & Boon. Now based in Chicago, she writes romances of her own, where sexy contemporary alpha heroes and strong heroines match each other quip for quip. When not immersed in tales of brooding mill owners, oversexed equestrians, and men who can rock an apron or a fire hose, Kate lives on the web atkatemeader.com, Twitter, Facebook, Goodreads and Pinterest.

Please note that each participating blog will do a Fire Giveaway: one copy each ofFlirting with Fire and Baby, It’s Cold Outside (which includes Rekindle the Flame,the prequel e-novella which will publish 11/30/15 for $1.99!) You can visit all sites on the blog tour to enter the Fire Giveaways – but keep in mind you can only win once! U.S. only.

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9/28: Night Owl Reviews, Author Chat

Week 1, three Fire Giveaways per day 
9/29: A Book Whore’s Obsession
Abigail Books Addiction
Night Owl Reviews
9/30: The Literary Gossip Book Blog
Mrs Leif’s Two Fangs About It Book Blog
In Between the Pages
10/1: Talk Supe
The Romance Dish
Four Chicks Flipping Pages
10/2: Harlequin Junkie
Bea’s Book Nook
Collector of Book Boyfriends

Week 2, two Fire Giveaways per day 
10/5: Read Your Writes Book Reviews
Fire and Ice Book Reviews
10/6: Cocktails & Books
Read-Love-Blog
10/7: Bookish Temptations
Art Books Coffee
10/8: Ramblings From a Chaotic Mind
WTF Are You Reading?
10/9: Romance Obsessed Book Blog
Fiction Fangirls
Red Cheeks Reads

Week 3, one Fire Giveaway per day 
10/12: The Lovely Books Blog
10/13: Margie’s Must Reads
10/14: The Book Enthusiast
10/15: Short and Sassy Book Blurbs
10/16: About That Story

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8 Second Decision by H.J. Bellus….Blog Tour Stop & Excerpt

 

 

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Merek Slatter is the wild card on the Silver Star Ranch in Texas and always has been. He’s blessed with his granddaddy’s love of the ranch yet haunted with chasing that gold buckle eight seconds at a time.

Tensions are high on the ranch when circumstances threaten to take it under. His dad and brothers pressure him to stay home and become an active cowboy on the ranch. However, Merek is addicted to the road and rodeo. He’s home anytime he can be and provides plenty of money to keep the family ranch afloat, but sometimes it takes more than what’s in the bank to protect tradition.

Now home on a three-month break, Merek finds himself all tied up with the new girl in town. She’s quiet and reserved but there’s something about Challis’ green eyes and feisty attitude that makes her irresistible. When he runs into her at a rodeo and catches a glimpse of her on horseback all hopes of leaving her alone flies out the window.

There are several rumors floating around town about her, however that doesn’t stop Merek from going after what he wants. He knows she’s off limits and only full of trouble, but Merek thrives on trouble and adrenaline.

Then the road calls again and it’s time to leave.
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It’s nearly dusk as the light clouds whirl around in the sky. My head begins to spin even faster and I feel my back sink down the side of the trailer. I slip off the ledge I was halfway sitting on and take a chug from the bottle. My ass hits the ground with a thud and I laugh out loud. Fuck, even my laugh sounds slurred.

“You okay?”

I look up into the most beautiful face I’ve ever seen. Unfortunately, it’s attached to Merek’s body.

“I’s fineeee.” I draw out the word fine to cover up why my speech is so slurred. I stiffen into an upright position trying to act as sober as possible.

Merek kneels down in front of me.

“Wants a drink?” I hold out the bottle to him noticing there’s only about a swallow or two left.

“Challis, did you drink all of this?”

I just shrug my shoulders.

“You’re going to be one hurting cowgirl in the morning.”

I watch as he sets it down at his feet.

“Drink,” I yell. His eyes flash between me and down to the bottle.

“What?” I try to stand on my feet. “Am I not good enough for you?”

“Challis.” His hands grip my shoulders as I tumble forward.

“I just set a fucking record in that arena. Beat all the hometown girls with their daddy’s money behind them and you won’t drink my wisskey?”

Merek has me wrapped up in one arm while he chuckles at me, which only pisses me off even further.

“Don’t.” I pound into his chest.

“Okay, sorry. Sorry.” He bends down, snagging the bottle from the ground. “Is this what you want, Challis?” He dangles the bottle in front of my face.

“I want you to have a drink with me.” I clutch the bottom of the bottle and help guide it to his lips.

“Okay, okay, calm down.” He parts his lips just enough for the opening of the bottle to rest on his bottom lip, and I pour all the liquid into his mouth.

I feel him backing us up until my back smashes into the side of the trailer, and it’s not until this moment that I realize I have one hand wrapped around his neck and the rest of my body pressed up against his.

“Happy now?” He crooks an eyebrow at me.

I let out a giggle.

“What’s so funny, Challis?”

“You’re cute, Merek Slatter.”

“You’re fucking wasted, Challis Jones.”

I shrug my shoulders. “This is my first rodeo since my daddy died.”

Tears fall down both cheeks this time as I hold nothing back nor have the willpower to hide the pain anymore.

“Come here.” Merek guides my head down on his shoulder and my tears flow down the crook of his neck. I feel his hand rubbing circles on my back in a soothing motion and I don’t fight any of it.

A long time passes before either of us move or even talk to each other. I allow my body to melt into his and let him hold me as I try to calm the wild stream of tears.

“Merek.” We both look up to see the blonde once again and it’s as if all my senses snap right back into place.

“Go. I’m sorry.” I push back on his chest. “I’m fine.”

Merek takes a step back from me and I feel my body sway. My feet try to find steady ground, but none ever comes and then my body is free falling to the ground. I feel Merek’s hands on me again and pulling me right back into his chest.

“Fine, uh?” He brushes a stray hair from my cheek. “I’m going to introduce you to Madison.”

“No.” But before I can put up more of a fight, the nosy bitch is standing feet away.

“Challis, this is Madison, and Madison, Challis. Madison and I were best friends growing up.”

I listen to the bullshit flying from his mouth but don’t react.

“Nice to meet you, Challis.” She runs her hands down the front of her short shorts, then turns to Merek. “I’m leaving, just wanted to tell you nice ride tonight.”

She steps up and places a peck on his cheek with me cuddled in his arms. I wipe at my eyes, making sure I just witnessed the scene that went down.

“You have a ride home? I know you’ve been drinking.”

She turns and points to a tall and lean cowboy talking to Merek’s brother.

“Fuck, you picked a roper out of all the cowboys around to take you home.”

“Yep, see ya, Merek.” She slaps him on the ass and bounces off.

Merek turns back to me and must see the obvious stunned look on my face.

“I thought…I thought…I mean, isn’t she your girlfriend?”

“No, longtime best bud and fuck buddy.”

I throw my spinning head back while I let Merek still hold me up. “Good lord, I need another drink.”

“You got it, cowgirl, but no more whiskey. Let’s just keep this drunken state up.”

“Thanks, Champ.”

“I hate it when you fucking call me that.”

“Good, I’ll keep calling you it.” I tilt my head back down and tap him on his nose.

My lips lightly brush his and he doesn’t pull back. The sweet and masculine taste lingering on them intrigues me and makes me want more. This time my lips linger on his, nuzzling from side to side, then my tongue darts out absorbing his delicious taste into my mouth.

“Kiss me, Merek.”

He doesn’t back away and talks on my lips. “Sober Challis wouldn’t like this at all.”

“Sober Challis worries too much. Please kiss me, Merek.”

Reservation fills his eyes, but then he clenches them shut and attacks my lips. My back is pressed up to the trailer again. Both of his large hands grab the sides of my face as he kisses me hard. I wiggle my way up to him and throw all of my body into him. After several seconds of his lips attacking mine, I play back and begin kissing him, not missing the moans of pleasure he releases in my mouth.

His taste is nothing I’ve experienced before and damn near addicting. My tongue laps up every ounce of it. A few hoots and hollers fill the air and I know they’re directed right at us. I remove Merek’s hat and cover our two faces with it, blocking out our little make-out session.

“I see you’ve kissed a cowboy a time or two,” he mumbles into my mouth.

“Maybe.” I shrug. “Or just watch a lot of western movies.”

“Which is it, Challis?”

“Shut up and kiss me, Champ.”

His lips are back on mine, kissing me even harder if that’s possible, as my one free hand tugs and pulls the man closer into me. Once sealed together, I trail it down the front of his shirt and search for the top of his jeans, and once I find his buckle, I flip it undone with ease.

Merek begins shaking his head side to side. “Nope, not tonight.”

“C’mon.” I nod toward the front of my trailer.

He grips both sides of my face and forces me to look up at him. “Challis, you’re going to hate me in the morning for just kissing you.”

I drop my head and mumble. “Yeah, go for the skanks anyway. I ain’t no buckle bunny.”

Merek doesn’t respond. Instead, he hoists me up and over his shoulder, slaps my ass, and begins limping. I can tell he’s in pain from the way my body sways side to side, and I feel as if I’m going to slide right off his shoulder.

“Merek, put me down now.”

He doesn’t listen to me, and when I look up I see the back of his pickup and feel him stop and slide me down his chest. He settles in on the tailgate of his truck and leaves me staring dumbfounded at him. He holds out a hand to me, but I don’t grab it and soon feel his grip on my forearm as he tugs me into his lap, twirling me around first. I settle nicely between his legs and look around to all the staring people.

I struggle a bit to get free, or at least turn and face Merek, but he keeps my hips firmly planted.

“Here, Sis. This will help.” His brother hands me a drink. “Maverik, by the way.”

“Yeah, thanks. I’ve waited on you in the bar.” I grab the drink and pound it, welcoming the burning whiskey. “Another.”

He chuckles and walks away. Looking back at Merek, I’m relieved he’s deep in conversation as my drunken state has begun to wear off a bit. Maverik hands me another solo cup and I slam it and then nurse the beer he handed me.

Merek’s telling tales of traveling up and down the road and the different buckers he’s been on. I sit and listen to him and almost feel like I’m back home with my rodeo crowd just bullshitting after a rodeo. I relax back on Merek’s solid chest, laying my head on his shoulder, gazing up at the star lit night sky.

“Too much whiskey?” he whispers in my ear.

“Yeah, I’m fucked up.” I reach up and lightly pet the scruff on his jawline. And even in my drunken state I know this has gone way too far already.

I remember his iced leg from earlier. “Hey, are you okay? What did you hurt?”

“I just tore some…”

My eyelids become heavy as his words slur together in my head, swirling around until my eyes finally shut and a welcoming darkness takes over.

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Last Hope by Jessica Clare & Jen Frederick….Blog Tour & Review

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Meet Mendoza & Ava in the explosive new Hitman novel from the bestselling authors of Last Kiss and Last Hit a jungle mercenary

and a female target find love on the run…

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Mendoza: I grew up in the slums and lost everything I loved to poverty, illness, and death. I had only one skill to leverage myself out of my circumstances—violence. Being hired out as a mercenary hitman brought me money and built an empire. But all that I’ve fought for is in jeopardy. My next job: Steal secret information that could bring down world governments. Find my target. Destroy it. But then, I meet her.

Ava: Karma hates me. When my best friend Rose is kidnapped, I have no choice but to take a job as a mule for a pair of criminals intent on selling top-secret information to the highest bidder. I should have known that bad luck tends to cling, because the plane I’m on goes down. That I survived a crash-landing was a miracle. And so was being rescued by Rafe Mendoza—hot, sexy, dangerous. The thing is, he wants the information that I need to free Rose. I can’t let him have it, but I need his help. And I need to fight this crazy attraction for this mercenary with hungry eyes. Rose is depending on me, and I won’t let her down, no matter how appealing Rafe is.

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REVIEW

This is probably the most difficult review that I have to write. Not because I can’t find the words or I am still reeling from the book. But because I absolutely love Jen Frederick and any books she writes but also this series has been a favorite of mine. Til this book. UGH

I really loved the plot. The beginning and ending of this book was so great. It was the middle part and Ava that just didn’t do it for me.

Ava seemed so strong and determined at the very beginning to rescue her friend. She had her wits about her and understood what truly the possible outcome was – she wasn’t being naïve about anything. And she held her own throughout the book. But when it came to Rafe and her, I just couldn’t connect there.

Rafe and his men had been watching her for some time and she stirred something in Rafe that was foreign to him. But he knew what there mission was and couldn’t get distracted. He’s a mercenary – hired for a job and kill whomever necessary to complete the task.

I totally understand Rafe’s reaction to Ava – he’s been watching her for a bit of time and his feelings have been there for quite some time. Ava only just met him and her feelings are exactly the same for him?? HUH?? No – just no. I can’t fathom that, I honestly and truly can’t, even for a book. I get that some things will be slightly unreal bit a few days, sorry I can’t see it. And then she’s more worried about other “issues” than saving her friend, completely contradicts who she was in the beginning of the book. Yes, Ava has inner dialogue with herself about Stockholm syndrome, etc but that still doesn’t make it any better (for me).

The last 30-33% was really good and kept me intrigued to see what would happen and where things would end up. Rafe acted the way I expected him to. It was real and honest – he’s a mercenary. I really enjoyed the action an suspense in this book. That’s what kept me glued to it.

Overall – the plot and suspense was really good. The sex scenes were good and in-tune with these characters (read the book and you’ll understand what I mean). However the whole romance part just seemed to rush and too unrealistic for me. Those parts deflated the book and caused it get a lower rating from me.

Jen and Jessica are phenomenal authors. Outside of the romance issue for me, everything flowed well.

But I am looking forward to reading more from them both.

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LAST HOPE EXCERPT

The ricochet of the bullet has swollen my eye shut. I might be slightly concussed from the free fall from six thousand feet into the jungle. I’ve no clue where we are and we have no supplies, but I’ve never been happier than when Ava stuck her tits into my face. Those babies felt like the softest pillows ever created and I would’ve been happy to suffocate in damp valley of cleavage. Maybe I’d even get the chance to lick her sweat away.

I might have groaned and pretended my injury was worse to lengthen the moment. Her delicate hands smoothed over my forehead and, it may have been my imagination, but it seemed liked she might’ve lingered over my hair. Dig in, I want to grunt.

“What the heck is that sound?” Ava clutches me to her.

If I don’t answer, does that mean I can stay in this position forever? Because I want to. Actually, no, I’d like to move over and suck one fat tit into my mouth until it’s hard as a diamond. Then I’d like to slide down until my mouth is level with her pussy and see how salty sweet she tastes between her legs. The beast between my legs roars to life and it’s a good thing that the monkeys above us scream again, causing her to jump and strike my good eye with her elbow. The pain serves as a reminder of where we are, who I am, and what the fuck I should be paying attention to.

“It’s the howler monkey. They sound like humans screaming or sometimes like the jaguar. They’re kind of dumb and if we found Afonso’s gun, we’d be able to kill one and have meat every night for a week.”

She shudders. “I don’t want to eat monkey.”

The jungle is hot and wet during the day and cold at night. If the mosquitos don’t eat you alive, the jaguars and anacondas might. Not very many people can crash-land into the middle of the Amazon and make it out alive, but I’m upping our odds from around 20 percent to 50 percent based on Ava’s positive attitude. Unless my eye heals up, I’m not giving us more than that. If we could find the Boy Scout bag, though, we could bring our odds up significantly.

“There’s plenty of food in the Amazon from plantains to fish, so if you don’t like monkey, we won’t eat it.”

She shudders again. “Thank you.”

“You a vegetarian?”

No, that couldn’t be right. Didn’t she eat some prosciutto at the café? But I want to hear it from her. I want to know everything about her.

“No, but for some reason eating something that screams like a human freaks me out.”

“Monkey is off the menu,” I say, making no attempt to move away from her rack. “I have a knife in my belt.”

“Do you have anything else besides the knife?” she asks. Her tone is accusatory like I’m holding out on her.

“No,” I say slowly. “Just the knife.”

She narrows her eyes and then reaches out with her good hand and pokes my waistline. “What about that?”

“My pants? I don’t think that they’d fit you or they’d be a good weapon. Besides, I’d rather my legs didn’t get eaten by mosquitos.”

“Look, if you just plan on leaving me behind, then do it now. Don’t string me along.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Just my luck to perv on a crazy woman.

“That!” she spits out, and this time her finger jabs lower, right into the meat of my dick. I flinch back. “I can tell you’re packing something. What’s that thing in your pocket?”

“None of your fucking business,” I growl out, my happy feeling sucked away. I can feel the heat rising in my face that has nothing to do with the humidity. I will my erection to subside but as she stares at it, it does nothing but grow.

“Oh my god. Is that a . . . that’s not a gun, is it?” Her lips part in shock.

“No.” The erection isn’t going to go down anytime soon. Not with her eyes wide with wonder. She raises her gaze to me and then drops back down again, and hell if she doesn’t lick her fucking lips. I turn away, unzip, and then pull the shaft straight up behind the waistband of my cargo pants. I fasten the zipper, carefully, and then pull my T-shirt down over the top. It hides most of the problem. “Let’s go.”

“I’m sorry,” she mumbles.

I surge to my feet, catching her off guard. She stumbles back and thankfully stops staring at my junk. “Enough,” I growl more roughly than I intend. “We have important things to concentrate on, like where are we going to sleep for the night.”

She looks stricken and nods in agreement. “Sorry, I just was taken by surprise. You don’t have to tell me what’s in your pocket if you don’t want to. But I need to remind you that we’re in this together.”

I feel like an ass. I don’t know whether to laugh or cry that she thinks my dick is fake. That’s a new one.

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Meet Jen & Jessica

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Jen Frederick lives with her husband, child, and one rambunctious dog. She’s been reading stories all her life but never imagined writing one of her own. Jen loves to hear from readers so drop her a line at jensfrederick@gmail.com.

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Author Jessica Clare

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This is a pen name for Jill Myles.

Jill Myles has been an incurable romantic since childhood. She reads all the ‘naughty parts’ of books first, looks for a dirty joke in just about everything, and thinks to this day that the Little House on the Prairie books should have been steamier.

After devouring hundreds of paperback romances, mythology books, and archaeological tomes, she decided to write a few books of her own – stories with a wild adventure, sharp banter, and lots of super-sexy situations. She prefers her heroes alpha and half-dressed, her heroines witty, and she loves nothing more than watching them overcome adversity to fall into bed together.

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The Earl’s New Bride by Frances Fowlkes….Book Tour Spotlight

 

 

 

Title: The Earl’s New Bride
Author: Frances Fowlkes
Publisher: Entangled Scandalous
Genre: Historical Romance
Format: Kindle
England, 1819
 
The Earl of Amhurst has returned to his estate in search of a wife and, more importantly, an heir. Simon Devere isn’t interested in some comely, simpering creature. A beautiful woman only brings heartbreak and ruin, and Simon’s disfigured visage is proof enough of that. No, he wants a wife who is unattractive and undesirable—and the homelier, the better.
But nothing about Lady Henrietta Beauchamp is homely. She is lovely and sweet…and struggles to mix with polite society when she would so much rather have plants for company. And yet Simon is her only hope for keeping Plumburn Castle in her family’s possession. Even if it means marrying a man she doesn’t love.
It’s an impossible and unlikely match…unless this awkward beauty can bring hope back into a solitary beast’s life.

 

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After viewing her all-time favorite love story, “Anne of Green Gables”, at the impressionable age of ten, Frances Fowlkes has been obsessed with affable boy-next door heroes, red-heads, and romance stories with lots of “highfaluting mumbo jumbo” written within their pages. It only seems natural then that she married the boy who used to pull on her curls in her high school English class, had not one, but THREE red-headed boys, and penned multiple love stories with bits of flowery prose.

When not writing, Frances loves spending time with her family, fangirling, and planning her next vacation.

Frances Fowlkes, originally a northern mid-westerner, now lives in the southeast with her ardent hero of a husband, three playful and rambunctious boys, and one spoiled standard poodle.

A self-professed Anglophile and summa cum laude graduate of LeTourneau University, Frances Fowlkes combines her passion for happily-ever-afters with her interests in both American and English histories.

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The Affiliate by K.A. Linde….Blog Tour & Review

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The Affiliate Synopsis:

On the day of her Presenting, in front of the entire Byern Court, seventeen-year-old Cyrene Strohm’s lifelong plans come to fruition when she’s chosen as an Affiliate to the Queen.

Or so she thinks. When Cyrene receives a mysterious letter and an unreadable book, she finds nothing is as it seems. Thrust into a world of dangerous political intrigue and deadly magic, Cyrene’s position only grows more treacherous when she finds herself drawn to the one man she can never have…

King Edric himself.

Cyrene must decide if love is truly worth the price of freedom. Find out in this first book in USA Today bestselling author K.A. Linde’s new Ascension series.

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K.A. Linde Bio:

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USA Today bestselling author K.A. Linde is the author of The Affiliate, the first book in the Ascension Series.  As a military brat, she traveled the world with her family, imaginary friends, and ever-increasing supply of books.  She has spent much of her life dreaming up new worlds and characters and forcing them into uncomfortable, usually life-threatening scenarios.  After graduating from the University of Georgia with a masters degree in political science, she began spending every waking hour putting those characters onto paper.

When not writing, she spends her time dancing, collecting paperbacks in the hopes of filling a Beauty and the Beast style library one day, traveling to visit her friends who live all over the country, and still reading anything she can get her hands on.  She currently resides in North Carolina with her husband and two puppies, Lucy and Riker, where she is hard at work on her next novel.

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Bereft by Jennifer Foor….Blog Tour & Review

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Bereft

Release Day: SEPTEMBER 21

Synopsis

We’d been married seven years, and for the most part, I thought we were happy. Little did I know my other half wasn’t. He’d been screwing around on me for the past six months. Now, on the verge of divorce, I’ve found myself in a conundrum.

He’s half my age, with a body that won’t quit. I keep telling myself it’s payback, but who am I kidding? Instead of getting even, I’ve now made things irreparable. I have a choice to make, and it’s going to be a lot harder than I imagined.

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REVIEW

Jennifer Foor, you are simply amazing!!!  However, this book had me seeing red I was pissed off!!   And I mean that in the nicest way possible.  LOL

Let’s just I really hate Grayson.  He’s an asshole in my book.  Jennifer wrote a character that I absolutely can’t stand – I have nothing but sheer anger towards.

Rachel – I am 50/50 on her.  I get how she feels. She goes back and forth on things.  But she goes and does the same thing as her husband.  So is she just as shitty as he is.

Ok – now that I got my bitchfest over about those two – let me tell you that I absolutely love that Jennifer holds nothing back in this story.  It’s true to life, it’s raw and real.  There isn’t any sugar coating.  This story will have you pissed off and mad; yet you will find yourself warring over who you to be together.  What outcome you really want.

I know I may not care for the characters.  Wait – let me rephrase that.  I don’t care for the decisions they made but my reaction to them is a good thing.  Jennifer was able to make me feel something that fierce with her writing.  Jennifer wrote an honest and true story.

I didn’t get to read the first book in this series, but I am definitely going to fix that.

I really enjoyed this book and I’m looking forward to more.

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My wife didn’t want to see me, and who could blame her? I’d fucked up. I’d let a little ass ruin my marriage, and that’s exactly what it was coming to. Rachel was a strong-willed woman. She was set in her ways and liked being in control of the situation. I admired her strength, and the way she was able to manage multiple problems at once. This though, this broke her. I saw it in her desperate eyes. She was broken – lost – destroyed, all because I couldn’t keep my dick in my pants. I saw an opportunity to feel young again and I dove right in, knowing the consequences would bite me in the ass at some point. I made the decision out of greed. I wanted to feel empowered; like I was able to get someone young and attractive. For a little while I felt like the king of the world. I thought I’d get away with it. The more it happened, the harder it was to imagine getting caught.

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Jennifer Foor is an award winning Contemporary Romance Author.

She is married with She’s best known for the Mitchell Family Series, which includes ten books.two children and spends most of her time behind a keyboard, writing stories that come from her heart.

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Blow by Kim Karr….Blog & Review

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An Undeniable Love

A Tainted Attraction

An Unforgettable Story

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Blurb

2 fatal sides.

1 epic love.

7 days to survive.

They met in the face of danger. They weren’t looking for love. They both knew better. But they couldn’t stay away, and they fell hard.

He is heart-stopping handsome, fearless—and haunted by deadly ties.

She is breathtakingly beautiful, determined—and in harm’s way.

They should have parted. They didn’t. They never should have fucked. They did. And now time is running out. One hundred sixty eight hours. That’s all that remains. While Logan McPherson fights to save them, Elle Sterling is forced to make a choice that could change everything.

When torn between right and wrong, tainted love doesn’t have a chance…or does it? ‪#‎taintedlove ‪#‎weshouldhaveknownbetter

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REVIEW

I am still reeling from the ending, so please bare with me as I try to get my act together here.

Blow – first off, I love this title!  Perfect title for this book.  And trust me, if you have not read the book, it’s not what you think.  Read this book and you will be surprised.

Blow took me by surprise.  I knew there was going to be some suspense in it.  What I didn’t expect was the amount of layers in this clever plot.  Kim wove an intricate puzzle and just kept giving us more pieces to make us on our toes.

The instant attraction and chemistry between Elle and Logan is very obvious from the get-go, but they keep their distance.  And that just added to the whole suspense in this book.  They didn’t fight it where they were oblivious to what was happening; they fought it to protect themselves and their loved ones and in a not surprising way, each other.

The whole book made me feel like an adrenaline junkie on a huge high!   I won’t give away any of the plot or how all these characters intertwine because everything ties together.  And it’s put together so beautifully.  I want to read it again – and I will because I was left needing more!

Yes, we were left dangling off a huge cliff……however, the drop isn’t too far down.  We get our next rush in Crush that releases in Nov.

And since I now get the meaning of this title, I am a little paranoid as to what Crush possibly means.  See Kim – you still have my mind reeling trying to figure this all out!!

Go buy this book people – YOU HAVE TO!!!

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EXCERPT

Prologue

Four Months Before

Logan

Mile after mile, I ran. Faster, feet pounding against the broken asphalt, breath crystalizing in the air. I’d been fleeing along the edge of the road for what seemed like eternity. Trucks zoomed past me, taillights fading in the distance, and still there were no sirens.

The moon slipped behind a cloud and left me moving blindly. Finally, a whistle filled the darkness. It was what I’d been waiting for.

Let’s see how bad they want this.

I spun in the opposite direction and spotted the familiar red and blue lights. With a quick jump, I vaulted over the damaged guardrail and found myself tumbling down a steep ravine.

Landing on my stomach, blood dripped from my nose, and the taste of rust flooded my mouth. I didn’t take the time to wipe it away. I had to keep moving. I’d started this game and I was going to finish it.

Quickly, I leapt to my feet and began to run again. When a sharp burning and throbbing pulsated in my right ankle, I knew my speed would be impaired. I must have twisted it in the fall. With everything I had, I tried to ignore the pain.

Adrenaline pumped through my bloodstream, making my heart race and giving me the strength I needed. I was no longer on the pavement and my terrain was harder to navigate. Trees, broken branches, and the sickening smell of the stagnant river surrounded me. I pushed onward.

It could have been worse—at least there wasn’t any ice.

Still, it was fucking freezing out here. Snow fell around me. Chilled to the bone, I tugged my hat farther down over my ears.

I didn’t stop, though—I had to keep going.

When my eyes were streaming from the cold and my leg muscles began to seize up, I knew my body needed a break. I’d find cover and play the wait-and-see game.

The dilapidated abandoned warehouse a few yards away seemed like my best choice. The hinges were rusted and appeared broken, but when I yanked on the door, it wouldn’t open.

With a sigh, I stomped my salt-stained shoes in the slush I was standing in and looked around.

No sign of them, yet.

They’d be here soon enough.

My lungs burned as I bent over with my hands on my thighs in an attempt to catch my breath.

Poised to move in any direction, I thought about my decision to bait them.

Smart?

Stupid?

I couldn’t believe the game of cat and mouse I had entered into—with the Boston Police Department nonetheless.

But I’d had enough. They’d been following me around for almost a week. Their more-than-obvious tail was bordering on harassment. Pushed to the limit, today I’d decided it was time to find out what it was all about. I was going to force their move. I left my vehicle and took off. They were tracking me, but what they were waiting for to approach me, I had no idea. At this point I had two choices—approach them or keep going. Since I didn’t want to make it easy, I kept running.

Time seemed to be at a standstill as I looked around again. I knew they were close. Yet, as I searched my surroundings, there were no signs of life; everything around me was dark except for the golden glow from the cables of the Zakim Bridge.

The bridge.

I couldn’t believe I’d ended up on the West End. That was more than a slight hike from the tip of the South End, where I’d started all this.

What time was it anyway?

Before I could look at my watch—the one my grandfather had given me, the one worth more than most of the houses in the surrounding area, the pretentious Patek Philippe with an authentic enamel dial and custom-made rubber watchband, the one almost a match for his own—a yellow beam of light shined down on me.

I guess the BPD finally decided to make their move.

A heavily Boston-accented voice carried through the wind. “Put your hands in the air where we can see them.”

“Fuck me. Really? You’re going to arrest me? For what?” My gaze scoured the area until they came into sight.

There were three of them and one of me. I didn’t plan to keep running. I didn’t need to, but even if I wanted to, there was nowhere to go. The riverbank was on one side and they were on the other. The trio moved closer and drew their weapons. I responded with equanimity and raised my palms. Still, not a single one of them lowered a gun. Step by step, they moved toward me. When they were about five feet away, I decided to help them out and face them, but before I could, the tallest figure lunged for me.

He pinned me to the wall. “I just wanted to talk. I wasn’t going to arrest you until you assaulted me. But thanks for giving me a reason.”

“I was putting my hands behind my back, asshole,” I grunted.

“Right,” he snickered.

Nostrils flaring, the fatter one grabbed me by my collar and yanked me to him. “Stop resisting.”

What the fuck?

A quick punch to the gut and a kick to my leg had me belly down in a matter of seconds.

Most men would have been scared shitless, but not me. I grew up living in two very different worlds, the only similarity being power and greed. To look at me, you wouldn’t believe I was capable of doing the things I had done. Born with a silver spoon in my mouth, I was the grandson of one of the wealthiest men in New York City.

It wasn’t my trust fund background that anyone had to worry about, though. I was also the grandson of the former head of Boston’s Blue Hill Gang—a piece of me I had tried to renounce. That I wanted to escape. But my family ties kept me bound. The Irish Mob might have changed since my father’s father ran things, but there were some things that never changed.

I’d been raised in both worlds and these cops knew it. They were counting on the Blue Hill Gang part of me to greet them.

Well fuck them very much—but that’s not what they were going to get.

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Meet Kim Karr

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I live in Florida with my husband and four kids. I’ve always had a love for reading books and writing. Being an English major in college, I wanted to teach at the college level but that was not to be. I went on to receive an MBA and became a project manager until quitting to raise my family. I currently work part-time with my husband and full-time embracing one of my biggest passions—writing.

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If I Can Dream by Sable Hunter….Blog Tour & Excerpt

If I Can Dream

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If I Can Dream (Hell Yeah! Series) by Sable Hunter

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SYNOPSIS

The moment Tennessee McCoy lays eyes on Molly Reyes sitting astride a horse in the desert sun, love hits him like a bolt of lightning from out of the blue. She is his soulmate, his other half. They speak the same language, they want the same things. Their attraction is complete, the passion they share nearly consumes them. Knowing she is meant to be his, Ten can’t wait to make her his bride. The future seems bright until happiness slips through their fingers like grains of sand.
When all seems hopeless, sometimes all we have left is our dreams. Ten can only believe what his eyes can see, what his ears can hear. Molly can’t seem to find the words to make him understand that she would rather lose her soul than betray him. Now both Tennessee and Molly must learn to place their faith in one another, to hold fast to love and trust their hearts.
Their journey back to love will be one you’ll never forget.

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EXCERPT

“Good. Are you hungry?” he asked as he made a U-turn to head back to the hotel.
“Not for food,” she said mildly, deciding she was going to enjoy their time together. No one was guaranteed tomorrow. She had no idea what their future held, but a man like Tennessee didn’t come along every day.
“Fuck, baby, you’re gonna make me wreck.” Tennessee murmured as he tried to focus on getting them to the hotel in one piece.
Watching the lights go by, Molly admitted to herself she was nervous. Needing to tell him what was on her heart, she blurted it all out. “You don’t have to worry. I’m on birth control. I’m not a virgin, but I haven’t been with anyone in a long time and my experiences can be counted on one hand. So, I hope you’re not expecting too much.”
Tennessee took her hand in his. “This is our first time, that’s all that matters. The only thing I’m expecting is to lose myself in you. You have no idea how much I want you. Just you.”
Molly’s heart thudded in her chest. “I can’t wait,” she whispered.
Pulling into his parking spot, he was out and around to her side before she could gather her backpack off the floorboard. “You don’t have to wait. Let me carry that for you.”
She handed her bag to him and he shouldered it, using his other hand to pull her close. Making their way through an arched gate, he chuckled. “I’m so damn hard I can barely walk.”
“We’ll see what we can do about that.”
Her natural teasing personality enchanted him. Life with Molly would never be boring. There were people sitting on the long terra-cotta paved verandah, listening to the sound of the water from the central fountain. Tennessee nodded at them politely as he pulled out his key and opened the intricately carved antique doors that led into his room. Stepping back to allow her to enter first, Molly’s eyes went automatically to the huge king-size bed that dominated the room.
“This is nice.” She noted the dark furniture, the silver sconces on the wall and the pair of cowboy chaps that hung predominately over the bed as decoration. “Definitely cowboy themed.”
“I don’t see anything but you.” He whispered as he laid down his hat next to her bag on the bench at the end of the bed.
Molly fingered the hem of her top. She had on the same clothes she’d worn earlier, there’d been no chance to change. “I don’t have anything with me to sleep in, sexy or otherwise.”
Ten came to her, sliding his hand beneath her hair, cradling the side of her neck. “You won’t need anything, pretty girl. I plan on wrapping myself around you all night long.”
“God, I want you.” She shook, a little from nerves and a lot from arousal. Grasping the collar of his white cowboy shirt, she tugged, the snaps popping opening quickly one by one.
Savage satisfaction filled him as he felt her soft fingers move down his chest. “I have never wanted another woman the way I want you.” He feathered kisses across her face. “I’m shaking with it.” Running his hands underneath the bottom of her shirt, he caressed the warm smooth skin. “I need to see you.” Slowly with great care, he lifted the leather vest over her head, capturing her lips as soon as the material cleared her face.
Molly had worn no bra and as she pressed up to him, her nipples were abraded by the hair on his chest and frissons of excitement bloomed on her body.
“You’re exquisite. I love your tits.” As he deepened the kiss, his hands came up to tease her nipples.
When she moaned, he cupped both breasts, his moan of desire making her knees weak. “Can I?” she tugged at his belt buckle.
“Hell, allow me.” With two or three efficient moves, he’d undone his belt, slid down the zipper and shucked his boots, socks, jeans and briefs. “I bet this is a record.”
“It might be.” She wasn’t talking about the amount of time it had taken him to undress. Her eyes were glued to his cock. She placed the heel of her hand at the head and the tip of her fingers didn’t reach the root. “You’re beautiful,” she breathed, winking at him, “a perfect Ten.”
“In more ways than one,” he teased back. “I won’t hurt you,” he promised. “By the time I get through kissing you, you’ll be begging me to slip inside.”
“Show me,” she offered as his hands went to her own jeans and he helped her pull them down and off.
Once he had her undressed, Ten took her by the hand and held her at arm’s length. “Good golly, Miss Molly,” he whispered and whistled. “You are exquisite.” He couldn’t take his eyes off of her. “So beautiful.” Her body was perfectly formed, an elegant hour glass with generous breasts, a narrow waist and flared sensual hips. The smooth mound of her pussy made him lick his lips with longing. “I am going to have such a good time with you.”
Joining their lips, he walked her back toward the bed. She could feel his big erection rubbing against her middle. “The first time I saw you, I thought you were too handsome for your own good.”
Ten chuckled. “I’ll take that as a compliment.” Following her down on the bed, he couldn’t keep his eyes or hands off her supple breasts. “I can’t wait another moment.” Lowering his mouth, he swirled his tongue around one turgid nipple. Molly gasped and arched her back, pushing her tits up toward him. He welcomed them, taking as much of her breast into his mouth as he could. When he began sucking hard at one breast while massaging the nipple of the other between his fingers, she bucked so hard beneath him that he had to hold her down.
Ten didn’t let up. She loved to have her breasts sucked, he could tell by how she was writhing and moaning. Her hands were moving over his shoulders and arms, using some of those same rubbing and kneading techniques she’d teased him with on the massage table. Ten couldn’t get enough, he pushed her tits together and gorged himself, sliding his lips from one pink peak to the other. They were melt in his mouth sweet and he suckled at them until her fingers were digging almost painfully into his flesh. The pleasure he was finding in her was almost incomprehensible.
“Ten-a-see!” she cried, wrapping her legs around his, needing to be as close as she could get.
He craved her, his cock ached with unadulterated desperation. She’d confessed how little experience she had and how long it had been, so he had to make damn sure she was ready for him.
Plus he wanted it to last, Ten wanted to savor this moment and this woman for as long as he could.
His mouth blazed a trail from her chest to her neck, placing open-mouth sucking kiss on each inch of succulent flesh. She was amazing. For the first time he was as attracted to a woman’s personality and character as he was her body. And what a body! Spread out before him was every man’s dream, an erotic playground of silky flesh and sweet curves. He wanted to kiss and touch every inch of her.
Ten’s breath was coming hard and fast, he needed her as frantic for him as he was for her. With hands, lips and tongue he fed the heat that was blazing between them, worshiping every inch of her. When he had performed his own version of the head to toe attention she’d given him, he spread her legs and applied himself to a task he’d been dreaming of since the moment he’d seen her astride that horse. He’d been jealous, wanting to be the one between her legs. Kissing his way up the inside of her thigh, he nipped the tender flesh and smiled when she grasped him by the hair, clutching the long strands between her fingers.
“You’re completely bare,” he whispered, mesmerized by the soft smooth mound and glistening pink folds.
“I work in a spa, there are some perks,” she said, her voice hitching in her throat.
With care, he opened the satiny lips of her sex, revealing a delicate opening and a swollen bud he knew pulsed with every beat of her heart. Valuing each keen of pleasure like gold, he used his tongue to rub and twirl around her clit.
Molly was beyond thinking, she opened herself as wide as she could, inviting him to feast to his heart’s desire. The feel of his mouth on her pussy was almost more pleasure than she could stand. And when he nuzzled her sex, taking her clit between his lips to suck, she couldn’t haven’t kept her hips still for anything. She pushed upward, demanding more. “God, Ten, yes!”
Tennessee was trembling – fuckin’ trembling – with a need so powerful, he was afraid he’d just explode on the sheets. As he licked and laved her clit, he pushed one finger up into her sheath and the soft hot walls hugged him tight, beckoning him to push further. Ten was dying to do just that, he groaned at the thought of his hungry cock being squeezed in such lushness.
Molly’s world wound tighter and tighter. Tennessee was making her burn. She raised her head and met his eyes and the intensity and desire she saw there caused her to shatter into a billion pinpoints of pure euphoria. Screaming his name, she gave herself to him body and soul. He might not understand the implications, but it made the surrender no less true.
Unable to wait another moment, Ten rose up and eased down between her thighs, spread wide like the wings of a butterfly. She was so beautiful, there was nothing on God’s green earth he wanted more than her. Holding the gaze of those deep blue eyes, he held himself up and placed the head right at the mouth of the tender well, pushing forward until just the tip of his cock was enveloped in the embrace of her velvet walls. Ten threw back his head and bellowed, being inside of Molly was the closest thing to heaven he’d ever known.
Molly clung to his shoulders, holding on as tightly as she could. “Oh, Ten, that feels so good,” she gasped. Raising her hips, she urged him to go deeper.
Watching her closely, he pushed in slowly, giving her time to get used to him. Ten felt like he was being burned alive. She was the hottest thing he’d ever held against him and he was sure he’d be completely consumed. “Nothing has ever felt like this,” he murmured.
“Love me, Tennessee, love me,” she keened as she locked her legs around his hips.
Her sweet acquiescence freed him. With a low moan, he covered her lips with his and thrust to the hilt, burying himself completely within her. They were one. Over and over he plunged into her tight pussy as tongues tangled and her body arched up to cling to him, absorbing and meeting every pump of his hips. “Ten, oh Ten, it’s happening again!” she moaned, her fingernails marking his back, her little teeth scraping the skin of his neck.
Hearing her bliss, feeling the rhythmic clamp of her pussy around his cock – that was all the incentive he needed. With a harsh cry he abandoned his restraint, hammering into her again and again – harder, faster, deeper. Burying his face in her neck, he erupted, glorying in the spasms of her pussy as she came again, tightening around him, milking his cock until he almost passed out from the pleasure.
Molly cradled him close, stunned by what she’d just experienced. When he went limp in her arms, she kissed his sweat dampened brow.
“Molly, Molly, I don’t know…I’ve never…”
“I know,” she stroked his back. “Me either.”
“I need to move, I’m too heavy,” he whispered.
“No.” She tightened her arms around him. “You feel good on top of me. Stay.”
They were still connected, he was still cradled in the sanctuary of her femininity. “There’s nowhere I’d rather be.” He held himself up on his forearms so he could look in her face.
She moved a strand of his hair from his forehead. “I have to go back to the trailer. Work comes early in the morning.”
“I need to hold you tonight.” Memories of the evening and the O’Neil’s were threatening to haunt his dreams. Placing his lips to her forehead, he rubbed them back and forth. “If you’ll sleep with me, I’ll set the alarm and get you home in time enough to change clothes, then bring you back.”
Molly looked at his handsome face, trying to read his thoughts. “Don’t you have to go home tomorrow?”
Ten took his time answering. “I think I can stay a bit longer.” He smiled against her skin. “I have a little family business to attend to nearby.”
His answer should have pleased Molly. Instead she felt a pang of disappointment that he didn’t feel as if she were reason enough to stay. Fighting back such a selfish thought, she gave him a smile. “Can we get a wake-up call?”
“Would five-thirty be about right?” He picked up the phone.
“Yea, I think so.”
She wiggled beneath him, causing his dick to spring to life. Hitting the button for the hotel operator, he gave them the information. “Now, where were?” He hung up the phone, refocusing all of his attention on her.
“Right about here.” She tightened around him, loving the way his still large cock filled her. Molly hadn’t realized how empty she’d been, her life as well as her body.
“Oh!” He grinned at her. “Now, I remember.” Taking each of her hands in his, he held them above her head and began to move.
Molly undulated under him, closing her eyes, luxuriating in the feel of his big body moving on top of her. “You’re very well equipped for this job.”
Tennessee smiled, then chuckled. “I’m glad I please you.”
She tugged her hands free and put them to use, running her fingers over his chest as it moved above her, reaching down to feel the intriguing place there were joined. “Just fits. When I first saw you, I was worried. You’re hung.” Ten leaned down to kiss her, stealing her thoughts. All she could process was how good it felt. “I love the way you’re touching me all over.”
“Good.” He peppered kisses all along her cheek and the swell of her breasts, feeling triumphant when chill bumps broke out beneath his lips. “I bet I can make you feel better.” He moved up a bit in the bed, causing his cock to go deeper at a little different angle, his pelvis riding high against her sex. When he began rocking against her, his every grinding stroke hit her just right. Her pussy swelled and creamed. Molly reveled in the friction.
So tight. So wet. So hot. Being inside of her was so damn good. Slamming against her, he pumped his hips, ramming back in. Over and over, faster and faster until there was no thought in his head that wasn’t her.
Cum was boiling up from his balls, his cock swelled even more tightening at the base. He groaned as he jetted hotly into her. His climax seemed to trigger hers. Tennessee felt a powerful contraction milk his cock. Molly pushed her head back into the pillow and he couldn’t resist that creamy expanse of her throat. He touched his lips to her neck, took a bit of sweet flesh between his lips and sucked – marking her.
She kept moving her hips, wanting the feeling to last and last. “You told me I could sleep with you wrapped around me. Did you mean it?”
“I sure did. Hold on, I’ll be right back.” He rose and went to the restroom. She heard the toilet flush, then the water run. In a few seconds, he returned with a warm cloth. “You’ll sleep better if you’re not sticky.”
The small gesture warmed her heart, so she spread her legs wide and then became thoroughly enchanted as he gently cleaned her up. Once he was finished, he wiped her dry with a towel, then joined her on the bed.
As promised, he wrapped himself around her, tucking her head against his chest so that she was nestled against him from head to toe. Pulling the cover up, he kissed her on the lips. “Sleep well, Miss Molly.”
“Dream about me.” She made the same request he’d made the day before.
He whispered in her ear. “Since I met you, I’ve been dreaming of nothing else.”

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Sable Hunter is a New York Times, USA Today bestselling author of nearly 50 books in 7 series. She writes sexy contemporary stories full of emotion and suspense. Her focus is mainly cowboy and novels set in Louisiana with a hint of the supernatural. Sable writes what she likes to read and enjoys putting her fantasies on paper. Her books are emotional tales where the heroine is faced with challenges. Her aim is to write a story that will make you laugh, cry and swoon. If she can wring those emotions from a reader, she has done her job. Sable resides in Austin, Texas with her two dogs. Passionate about all animals, she has been known to charm creatures from a one ton bull to a family of raccoons. For fun, Sable haunts cemeteries and battlefields armed with night-vision cameras and digital recorders hunting proof that love survives beyond the grave. Welcome to her world of magic, alpha heroes, sexy cowboys and hot, steamy to-die-for sex. Step into the shoes of her heroines and escape to places where right prevails, love conquers all and holding out for a hero is not an impossible dream.

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Hill Country Heart Series

Unchained Melody (Hill Country Heart Book 1)

myBook.to/UnchainedMelody

Scarlet Fever (Hill Country Heart Book 2)

myBook.to/scarletfever

Bobby Does Dallas (Hill Country Heart 3)

http://amzn.to/1IJfzig

Dixie Dreaming

Come With Me (Dixie Dreaming Book 1)

myBook.to/ComeWithMe

Pretty Face: A Red Hot Cajun Nights Story

myBook.to/PrettyFace

Texas Heat Series

T-R-O-U-B-L-E (Texas Heat Book 1)

myBook.to/T-R-O-U-B-L-E

My Aliyah (Texas Heat Book 2)

myBook.to/MyAliyah

El Camino Real Series

A Breath of Heaven (El Camino Real Book1)

myBook.to/ABreathofHeaven

Loving Justice (El Camino Real Book 2)

myBook.to/LovingJustice

Texas Heroes Series

Texas Wildfire (Texas Heroes Book 1)

myBook.to/TexasWildfire

Other Titles from Sable Hunter:

For A Hero

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Green With Envy (It’s Just Sex Book 1)

myBook.to/GreenWithEnvy

Hell Yeah! Box Set With Bonus Cookbook

myBook.to/HellYeahSet

Love’s Magic Spell: A Red Hot Treats Story

myBook.to/LovesMagicSpell

Wolf Call

myBook.to/WolfCall

Cowboy 12 Pack: Twelve-Novel Boxed Set

myBook.to/Cowboy12Pack

Rogue ( The Sons of Dusty Walker)

myBook.to/Rogue

Be My Love Song

myBook.to/BeMyLoveSong

Audio

Cowboy Heat – Sweeter Version: Hell Yeah! Sweeter Version

myBook.to/CowboyHeatSweetAudio

Hot on Her Trail – Sweeter Version: Hell Yeah! Sweeter Version, Book 2

myBook.to/HOHTSweetAudio

Spanish Edition

Vaquero Ardiente (Cowboy Heat)

Amazon US http://amzn.to/1qHMi2G

Su Rastro Caliente (Hot On Her Trail)

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