Misadventures of the First Daughter – NEW from Meredith Wild & Mia Michelle!

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MISADVENTURES OF THE FIRST DAUGHTER

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Mia Michelle & Meredith Wild

Release Date: 30th October

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SYNOPSIS

Charlotte Daley is the daughter of the newly elected POTUS. An only child, she’s both spoiled rotten and entirely neglected by her powerful family. She’s been forced to eat with the right forks, smile at all the right times, and be the picture of perfection for months. Now that her father is in office and too busy to know she exists, she’s determined to exercise her new freedom before she heads back to college in New York.

Ex-SEAL Zane Parker has one job to protect the President’s daughter, all day, every day. But she’s been on a partying spree since the inauguration, heading down a dangerous path that threatens to ruin her reputation and cause a major scandal for her father. Zane will lose his job if he can’t get her under control. Except he wants to sleep with her as badly as he wants to set her straight. She needs discipline. And he might be just the one to give it to her.

When unexpected circumstances tie Charlotte to D.C. for the foreseeable future, Zane makes her an offer that’s anything but honorable. He’ll give the first daughter all the thrills she’s seeking in exchange for one thing… Her obedience. Fascinated by Zane’s dark promises, Charlotte agrees. Submission has never felt so good. But as Zane brings her deeper into his forbidden desires, enemies surface and danger lurks.

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Meredith Wild is a #1 New York Times, USA Today, and international bestselling author of romance. Living on Florida’s Gulf Coast with her husband and three children, she refers to herself as a techie, whiskey-appreciator, and hopeless romantic. She has been featured on CBS This Morning, The Today Show, the New York TimesThe Hollywood ReporterPublishers Weekly, and The Examiner. When she isn’t living in the fantasy world of her characters, she can usually be found here:

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Mia Michelle fell in love with the world of books the very first time she stepped inside of her small hometown library. Growing up, she loved to spend time losing herself in the world of make believe by creating her own imaginative stories. The gift of a leather journal for her eighth birthday inspired her dream of one day becoming a writer. Though she kept most of her writing private over the years, a childhood best friend read the first draft of Rose of Thorne and encouraged her to take the leap of faith to bring her dream to life.

Mia fully admits to having a hopeless infatuation with her Kindle, and suffers from a one-click book addiction. (No intervention required). When she isn’t shuttling her two kids between cheerleading and football practice, or folding a massive pile of laundry, she can be found curled up in her favorite cozy chair with a pen in one hand and an adult beverage in the other.

Mia currently resides in a quaint little southern town in Tennessee with her husband, two children, and a fur baby.

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His Family of Convenience, by Amy Ayers: Blog Tour, Guest Post & Giveaway!

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His Family of Convenience

Meet Amy Ayers:

Amy Ayers remembers writing her first fiction as an introspective tween in rainy Portland, Oregon. She took a break from writing to move with her family to the desert of Phoenix, Arizona. She graduated from the University of Arizona with a degree in Journalism and a minor in Women’s Studies which lends itself to writing strong, opinionated heroines. She has worked as an Editor, a Job-Skills Trainer, and as an Executive Assistant. She even spent a college semester writing articles for the Tombstone Epitaph in the town ‘too tough to die’. She currently divides her time between her writing, her family (including one husband, four boys and two dogs), and her daily commute to work. A life-long lover of literature, she began writing her own contemporary romance in earnest in 2014 and is thrilled to be published with Entangled. She hopes to win the lottery someday so that she can devote all of her time to writing; until then, she writes when she can.

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About His Family of Convenience:

 

Senna Callas’s one-night stand with her alpha asshole boss, Marco Medina, was supposed to mark the end of her internship and their ridiculous attraction. After being unreachable and ignoring Senna for a year, Marco sweeps back into the country and summons her to his office, revealing he knows her secret…the secret created during their explosive night together.

Marco is determined to be there for the son he’s just discovered he has, but when it comes to being with Senna, his choices aren’t his own. His meddling family expects him, the firstborn son, to follow through with the arranged marriage set up when he was a child. And Senna has no plans on being his mistress and still resents how her attempts to contact Marco were ignored. The only thing going right between them is the attraction that burns no matter the complicated situation they’re in.

Marco would do anything to protect his family, anything except decide between the legacy he was born into and the young family he’s just found…

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I asked Amy to tell readers about what inspires her to write, and how she was inspired to write His Family of Convenience.

I’ve always loved writing.  My college degree is in journalism and I have lots of experience with technical writing or really any fact based writing and that process is fairly smooth.  But fiction writing is another beast entirely. Part of this adventure of trying to switch from technical writing to fiction writing has been about finding a process that works, and that was much harder than I thought it would be (in fact, I’m still working on it!)

I’m a very visual person.  If I can see it, touch it, imagine it, I can usually write about it – factually at least.  The ball is heavy.  The product costs $10. Turn the wrench clockwise to tighten the screw.  Those are all facts and can be expressed with little or any embellishment.

But fiction writing is all about the embellishment.  It’s about placing your reader vicariously into the story so they get lost in the sights, sounds, smells and become emotionally involved in the hero’s journey.  That’s why we read fiction, to be transported. We pay our money and ride the ride and if we’re not lost in the writer’s words we feel gypped.

My fiction writing typically starts with images, something striking that I can’t forget.  For this story it started when I wrote the opening scene as a writing exercise with a group of romance authors. One person set the rules: the scene couldn’t be longer than 1000 words and had to include the words tango, flame and spice.  Flame and spice are still in there, by the way, but I lost tango in the edits.

Those words began to roll around in my mind and images of a college-type dive bar began to form.  Not just any bar, but a tequila bar with sombreros on the walls and tiki torches scattered around for light. Dark, sticky floors.  Beachside but not a particularly safe beach.  Then it became, “OK, why would my heroine be working here?  How would she know my hero? Would she be happy to see him if he wandered in?”  Why is probably the most helpful word in my author toolbox because the more you ask it, the better you get to know your characters.  And once you know them, you know why they can’t be together.  And that is what makes a great romance.  Two characters that absolutely can’t be together, but they find a way.

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EXCERPT:

“He’s not just your son, or even our son. He’s part of a lineage, a birthright that demands certain behavior. Any Medina heir should be raised knowing our place in the world and the responsibility we have to the men, women, and children of Barcelona and Girona.”

Senna watched as Max tried valiantly to detach the probably solid gold links from the cuffs of what was certainly a custom shirt.

“That’s an incredible amount of pressure to put on yourself…and on a baby.”

His voice hardened again. “Max is a Medina. He’s the firstborn of a firstborn. He will fulfill his duties. That’s the way it’s been done for centuries.”

“It sounds like a prison sentence. What if he wants to be a doctor or a rock star or something?”

Marco’s laugh was harsh. “Firstborn sons don’t get to have dreams, princesa.”

She glanced at Max playing happily in his father’s lap, his big, expressive brown eyes taking in all the shiny newness that was Marco. So precious and innocent. Then the doubt hit her like a vicious punch. What have I sentenced him to?

“It’s not all bad, Senna. I love what I do, and I think I’m pretty good at it.”

“Yes, but if you had a choice, would this have been it?”

“I don’t know. Probably. I mean, I think every little boy has dreams of growing up and fighting fires or flying fighter jets.” His smile was thin.

She sighed. “I wanted to train dolphins at SeaWorld. So I get it. Plans change. Life happens.”

“For a Medina the plan is set. And it’s an honor and a privilege. Max will grow to see that one day.”

“Just like you have?”\

“Yes.” His answer was firm, resolute.

He finally stood up to face her, but he didn’t relinquish the baby. His features were fixed and stony. His eyes flashed with fire, his words tumbled out low and foreboding.

“Senna, I want Max to meet his family in Girona.”

“Okay. I’m sure we can arrange something.”

“I want to take him to Spain with me. Today.”

She stood to face him, panic consuming her.

“You can’t just take him, Marco. We can work out some sort of agreement, but he doesn’t go anywhere without me.”

“Fine, Senna. In that case, let me tell you what is going to happen.”

This should be good.

Study Me, by Logan Chance: A Sweet and Oh-So-Sexy NEW Forbidden Romance

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by Logan Chance

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About Study Me…

Work, Study, eat, and repeat. For the life of a pre-med student Marley has
her work cut out for her.

To make matters worse, her professor Houston Dale is one of the hardest
teachers around. His sole purpose is to make each student suffer.

When Marley is asked to be his assistant for the semester forbidden sparks
will fly between them.

Houston Dale hates teaching Anatomy. With a secret past he won’t let anyone
get too close.

But, when his assistant lives across an alleyway and he can see all the
naughty things she does in her bedroom at night, Houston can’t contain
himself.

Forced to choose between his past and present, will Houston be able to be
strong enough to withstand the temptation of his student?

This is a forbidden Professor/Student affair. Get ready as Houston and
Marley heat up the pages and your hearts.

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EXCERPT

“Are you saying it was my fault?” This corner was a bad idea, because now
he’s pressed against me, his tall body encompassing the small space.

His dark eyes bore into mine. “Yes,” he says, matter of factly.

He’s refusing to whisper. What part of library does he not understand?

“Shhh.” I peek around him and the aisle is still clear.

His arms cage me in, and he eliminates every inch of space between us. “Do
not shush me again, Miss Murphy,” he dips his face down, close to mine,
“unless you want a repeat of earlier.”

Well, I do want a repeat, but it’s probably a very bad idea.

He leans close to my ear, brushing the hair away with his nose. “You want
me to whisper, Miss Murphy? How’s this?”

Goosebumps break out along my skin from the sensuous feel of his lips
against the shell of my ear. This is so bad. So bad. Anyone could come
around this corner and find us. And how did we get to this point? My
fingers grip the edge of his pockets when he whispers again, “Do it once
more and you’ll feel the sting of my hand on your ass, again.”

A soft “shhh” escapes me before I can stop it.

His teeth clamp down on my earlobe. “Fuck,” he whispers in my ear. “You
probably shouldn’t have done that.”

Book Review

Study MeStudy Me by Logan Chance
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Simply put, I loved everything about this story. It was a quick read, but it packed a serious punch, surpassing everything else Logan Chance has published to date – and that’s saying a lot because he has already demonstrated tremendous storytelling talent.

Houston Dale is one of the strongest, most compelling characters I’ve read so far this year, and he meets his match in Marley, his student (and also his teaching assistant). His heart is closed; hers is wide open. He uses sex as an outlet for frustration, anger, and pain; she uses it to peel back the layers of grief and guilt holding him hostage. Houston doesn’t know when or how to let go and move on; Marley knows when to hold on and when to let go, even when it’s the last thing she wants. It’s a perfect pairing in more ways than one.

Their bittersweet story is a potent mixture of forbidden attraction, off-the-charts sexual chemistry, hot alpha attitude, sassy dialogue, painful secrets and tragic loss. It engages your senses from page one and explodes into a wild, sensual ride that keeps you hoping for a happy ever after even when it seems out of reach. It gives nothing away until you’re so deep in the story you can’t put it down, and it delivers an emotional punch that will stay with you long after the story is over.

If you love a quick read that delivers an unforgettable story, pick this one up today.

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About Logan Chance

Logan Chance enjoys the simple things in life. Star Wars, music, and pretty
girls. Always in trouble at school, he was made to copy the dictionary
while the others played. This began his word fascination.

With a love of words he then realized he loved stringing those same words
together to create stories to inspire all.

From Boston, and relocated to Florida, he lives out his days writing,
reading, and avoiding the beach.

Not afraid to tell it how it is, Logan is definitely a man of his own.

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SILHOUETTE

(The Hunter Series #1)

by S.E. Cooper

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ABOUT SILHOUETTE…

“Daddy, what is a white lie?”

My father put down his spoon and looked at me thoughtfully.

“Why’d you ask, Princess?”

“I heard you talking yesterday and you said ‘one more white lie isn’t going
to make a difference.’ I just want to know what you meant.”

“You heard that, huh?” My father tilted his head to study me. “It’s just a
small lie you tell when you don’t want to hurt someone’s feelings. It’s
nothing for you to worry about.”

My eyes grew wide. “Like when you told Aunt Rena that her pie was good even
though it tasted icky?”

“Exactly.” He smiled.

“Or when you told the man last week that you hadn’t seen Uncle Bruno and
you had?”

The Smile fell from his face and he straightened in his chair. “No,
Princess, that was a different kind of lie.”

Scrunching up my nose, I asked, “What kind of lie was that?”

My father swallowed hard before replying. “That’s the kind of lie where you
have to have a real good memory.”

As an inquisitive child, the woman known as Clarissa Solano, could never
have imagined how significant those words would become. That she would
spend years twisting the truth: hoping and praying that she would not
contradict herself and expose the secrets she keeps locked inside. Most of
the people in her life don’t really know her at all. She forces them to
swallow her lies, but she is the one who feels the bitter aftertaste of
deception. When Lane Hunter sweeps into her life, she finds herself opening
up in ways she never thought possible. He sees beyond the façade to the
woman beneath and knows instantly that he wants her. However, all is not as
it seems and when secrets and lies are exposed, it threatens to destroy
them all.

This is the first book in a series of standalone HEAs

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EXCERPT

Kerr gave me an inquisitive look. “What’s this girl mean to you, Lay?”

“She’s just a case.” I confirmed as casually as I could.

“I call bullshit, Brother. If we are going to continue working on this, I
need to know what she means to you. Really, means to you,” he pushed.

What does she mean to me?

It was a valid question; one I wished I knew how to answer. I had only
known her a short time, but she had come to mean a fuck of a lot to me. The
thought of anything happening to her made me want to rip my heart out of my
chest. Knowing now that she was living a life that was not her own, made me
want to claim her in a way that she would never be lost again. I decided to
choose my words carefully. The last thing I needed was shit from my brother
and another lecture from my dad.

“Remember when I was in my freshman year, and I was going out with Molly
Anderson? You offered to drive her home for me and you…”

“Okay, Lay. I know where this is going,” Kerr groaned and rolled his eyes.

“Well, you know how I didn’t speak to you for over a month? ”

Kerr cringed a little and began to sway back and forth on his heels,
looking just as fucking guilty as he did back then.

“Yeah, of course I remember, how the fuck could I ever forget?”

“Well, if you so much as lay a finger on her, you are dead to me.”

Kerr sucked air between his teeth. “You mean like dead, dead?”

“Dead. Dead.” I reiterated, grinding my own teeth just in case he was
somehow missing the point.

“Fan-fuckin-tastic,” Dad groaned. “I’ve been waiting nearly three years for
you to get your head out of your ass and start living your life again, and
the one fuckin’ girl you shouldn’t be anywhere near is the one you want.”

The room went silent as all the air was sucked clean out of it. I closed my
eyes and fought the burn. I could not believe my father would choose to go
there. Kerr cleared the emotion from his throat and placed his hand on my
shoulder.

“Well, it looks like we’ve got a job to do,” he told me with a soft smile.

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S E Cooper lives in Scotland with her husband, their two boys, a crazy cat
and a bonkers bunny. She has always loved to read and write stories but it
wasn’t until she discovered the wonderful world of self-publishing and
became inspired by some of her favorite Indie Authors that she decided to
take the plunge herself. Her hobbies include photography, spending time
with her family and daydreaming.

Coming Soon: TEMPT, a new Erotic Romance by Remy Blake – Cover Reveal

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Tempt

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Remy Blake

Release Date:  January 26th

Genre:  Erotic Romance

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About TEMPT…

They say age is nothing but a number.

Lucas Rockwell isn’t just ten years younger than me, he’s my dead husband’s son.

Tainted by secrets, everything about us is wrong and forbidden.

Like fire and gasoline, we’re an explosion waiting to happen.

We’re tempting fate with every touch.

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About Remy Blake:

Remy Blake is a male and female author duo, who paired up to have some fun writing taboo romance. You can expect twice the debauchery in every novel they
write.

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The Roman: A Powerful Conclusion to the Epic Florentine Series by Sylvain Reynard

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The Roman, by Sylvain Reynard

Synopsis

Book Cover, The Roman by Sylvain ReynardRaven and her sister, Cara, are at the mercy of a small detachment of Florentine vampyres, who are delivering them as a peace offering to the feared Curia in Rome.

Though she’s unsure William survived the coup that toppled his principality, Raven is determined to protect her sister at all costs, even if it means challenging Borek, the commander of the detachment.

In an effort to keep Raven from falling into the hands of his enemies, William puts himself at the mercy of the Roman, the dangerous and mysterious vampyre king of Italy. But the Roman is not what he expects …

Alliances and enmities will shift and merge as William struggles to save the woman he loves and his principality, without plunging the vampyre population into a world war.

This stunning conclusion to the Florentine series will take readers across Italy and beyond as the lovers fight to remain together. Forever.

Praise for The Raven

“A fabulous gothic treat of a book filled with ancient vampires, dark vendettas, and star-crossed love.” —Deborah Harkness, #1 New York Times bestselling author

“An addicting mix of mystery, romance, and fantasy.” —Christina Lauren, New York Times bestselling author

“Reynard never disappoints, especially when it comes to creating well-developed characters and granting readers an invitation to use their imaginations. This dark, sexy tale is nestled in the mysterious city of Florence and will amaze and enchant readers throughout. The author tries the paranormal genre on for size and, not surprisingly, it’s a perfect fit.” —RT Book Reviews

My Review

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My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Words are inadequate to describe the power and beauty of the Florentine Series by Sylvain Reynard, especially its stunning conclusion, The Roman. It’s EPIC. It’s film-worthy as a major motion picture. It’s unique within the PNR genre, flawlessly conceived and seamlessly written, evoking every emotion in the reader from beginning to end. The beloved characters from Reynard’s Gabriel series appear in the compelling subplot – a mysterious art theft from the Uffizi Gallery – but the major characters in The Price, The Raven, The Shadow, and now The Roman are of a depth and complexity unlike anything this author has written before.

The entire series is a contemporary romance steeped in history, art, religion, mystery, suspense, and the beauty of all things Italian — but it’s so much more. Sylvain Reynard has created a labyrinthine underworld of vampyre royalty and hierarchy, ferals, hunters, and complicit humans that defies description. Even if you’re not usually a fan of paranormal romance, this series is so much beyond what you’ve come to expect that it transcends the genre. If you love unforgettable, larger-than-life characters; passionate romance; suspense that will keep you riveted to the pages from beginning to end; twists and turns that will shake you to your core — all woven majestically with themes of good and evil, hope and redemption, darkness and light — you should not miss this masterful work of fiction.

The Roman is a stunning conclusion to this epic series – which must be read in order. William and Raven have reached the point of no return, struggling to hold on to their love at any cost as emboldened enemies gather strength, and conspirators plot to tear their world apart at the seams. The story is deeply emotional and intelligent. It makes you think — to question assumptions, to challenge the concepts of good and evil. It fearlessly exposes the dark side of human existence – rigid belief systems that are based on tradition, myth, and “black and white” thinking; the quest for power at any cost. It will make you question your own limits — how far would you go to save the love of your life? Your kingdom? Your soul?

William York is a dark hero, complex and powerful, yet tender and compassionate with Raven, the woman who’s captured and freed his heart. Raven is courageous, resilient, determined, resourceful, and devoted; her predicament is perilous at every turn, but her love for William is absolute. The chemistry between them explodes off the page. Their commitment, the risks they are willing to take, and the suffering they are willing to endure for each other is so powerful you will never forget it.

The build-up to the ending — and the ending itself — will blow you away. I had no idea what to expect, but I knew what I hoped for. The Roman delivered more…more of everything.

I didn’t want The Florentine to end; I procrastinated up to the last minute because I didn’t want to say goodbye to these two amazing characters. I feared for them; I longed for them; I hoped with them. And I will do so again, because it’s never enough to read Sylvain Reynard once. This series has set a new standard for contemporary paranormal romance-suspense, and has reaffirmed by devotion to Sylvain as an author worth reading again and again and again.

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OWN: The Conclusion of the NEED Series, by N. Isabelle Blanco & K. I. Lynn

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Kira’s finally mine.

Mine.

And nobody and nothing is going to take her from me. I’ll fight for her, to the death. Do anything for her.

There’s no more living without her. No more holding back my feelings.

If only it was enough.

We’re surrounded every day.

Watched.

Stalked.

Judged.

Everyone knows us. Now, they suspect. The odds are stacked against us more than before.

We live in the shadows, hiding our love from the entire world.

But not for long.

I refuse to live like this anymore.

I’ll do whatever it takes to own her. I’m waging a dark war against those that stand against us.

And I will win.

That girl is going to be mine forever, and there’s nothing anyone can do about it.

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An Excerpt from OWN

Why the fuck is Kira at this party?

Stupid question.

I have no right to begrudge her this. She should be here, having fun, experiencing college to the fullest.

It just burns that she came here without telling me. That she didn’t even think of inviting me.

That she’s pushing me away while making time to sit on the grass with Austin.

If Dana hadn’t told Ryan to call me, I wouldn’t have known Kira was here.

This party is taking place in one of the student’s homes—a mansion so fucking big, it’s bordering on ridiculous.

I’m never going to find Kira here, and according to what Dana told Ryan, Kira’s shitfaced. Drunk out of her mind.

And Dana lost her.

Growling under my breath, I push past the crowd, ignoring every drunk girl who tries to grope me.

Sometimes I wonder how I ever got high off this kind of attention. How my ego fed on it. It’s annoying as fuck.

I’ve already checked the large ass kitchen. Two of the sitting rooms. The foyer. The pool room. And almost every room upstairs.

I get a text from Dana. Marilyn just spotted her going into the movie theater on the first floor. OMW there now.

Of course this place has a movie theater, too.

Fucking ridiculous, as I said.

I about-face and practically fly down the stairs. I have no idea where the hell the movie theater is, so I grab a few people as I walk and ask them.

All of them are as clueless as I am.

They look at me as if I’m crazy.

To them, I probably look like I am.

Finally, I find one person who knows. Don’t know who he is, don’t care. He points me in the right direction, and I rush away without even thanking him.

The theater is all the way in the back of the house, in an area that’s actually empty. I get there in time to see Dana opening the door and rushing in.

Man, she’s an awesome girl. I could never thank her enough for caring for Kira the way she obviously does.

I go inside and find the small theater empty, except for Dana, Marilyn . . .

And Kira.

My breath whooshes out of me at the sight of her. I’m instantly hard, aching, furious, and possessive.

We haven’t fucked in days and I’d be lying if I said my balls aren’t full to bursting. I need sex right now like I need air and she’s the only person to give it to me.

But she came here, in that tiny, dark purple dress.

I have no right to tell her how to dress–but what the fuck is she doing coming to a party dressed like that without me?

Kira’s leaning against one of the chairs all the way at the front of the theater, refusing to move despite Marilyn urging her.

It’s obvious she really is drunk as a motherfucker.

“I just want to be alone, guys,” she says, almost whining.

I refuse to be amused. Now’s not the time. I’m too pissed at her.

But, fuck me. She’s sexy, adorable, and those lips are begging for my cock.

“I know, sweetie. But it’s not good for you to be alone right now.”

Kira swats Marilyn away. “Stop your shit, woman. You’re not my mother.”

Even Dana laughs at that one.

“She’s not. But I’m your man. And I say you’re not going to be alone.”

They all turn to stare at me as I walk down the short steps toward them.

Kira’s eyes flare with resentment.

With lust.

She rakes me with a cold stare that still manages to burn my entire body with how hungry it is.

Damn. If any of these girls just happen to look down a bit, they’re going to get an eyeful of how hard my dick is.

“I don’t want you here, either.” She swats me away like an imperious little queen.

“Girls. Leave us.”

Marilyn and Dana hesitate at my tone.

I don’t have time for this shit. “Now.”

Dana snaps to action first and leads Marilyn up the stairs and out of the theater.

Kira’s still looking at me with that rebellious hunger, a lust-filled sneer on her face.

I have no qualms about reaching down and palming my dick in front of her.

Her eyes flare hungrily.

“We’re leaving, Kitty. Now.” I can’t fuck her until she sobers up considering how angry at me she is, but I’m getting her home.

Kira steps toward me and stumbles at bit.

I rush forward and catch her, pulling her up against me.

Contact. Seering, torturous contact. I have my arms wrapped around her, my hands on her ass, before I realize what I’m doing. As always, it’s an instant reaction. Absolutely zero control over my own body.

Kira pushes at my chest and that sexy small growl she gives me turns me on so much. “Don’t touch me.”

My barely leashed temper snaps free. “Like hell. You’re mine.”

She struggles against me, her body sliding along mine. “Excuse me if I don’t want to go back to fucking the dick I’ve seen inside Jennifer two too many times.”

She’s hurting. I get it. Shit, I’d be even more feral in her shoes.

But I’ll be damned if I let her pretend she doesn’t want me anymore.

Fisting her hair, I slide my other hand under her dress and roughly shove her panties to side.

Kira lets out a broken gasp at the feel of my fingers slipping inside her.

I move them around on purpose so she can hear how wet she is. “Lie to me again. Tell me you don’t want me,” I growl in her face.

Her arms wind around my neck and she slams her lips against mine. Growling at me like she  hates me and wants to eat me at the same time, she kisses me with everything she has.

Owning me.

Trying to control me.

I want nothing more than to show her who’s fucking in charge here, but she’s licking my tongue like it’s the tip of my dick, and her hips are thrusting up and down, fucking my fingers.

Using me for her pleasure.

Her body locks up, her plump pussy swelling around my fingers. A throb, a rush of liquid, and she’s squirting into my hand, her sexy moans echoing between our lips.

God damn.

I manhandle her, my mind cracking under the pressure of so much need. Spinning, I fall to my knees on the short steps and place her beneath me.

The steps are short but they’re huge. Enough to accommodate her lower body on one.

Kira leans back with her elbows on the step above her. Head thrown back, gorgeous throat exposed, she struggles to pull in air.

I lean back on my haunches and yank my belt open.

The sound makes her raise her head. By the time her eyes are on my crotch, I already have my glistening cock out in my hand.

She whispers my name like a prayer.

Finally.

This is what I need. No more distance. No more pain. Just her and her nearly demonic need to have me.

And I need this even more.

I grab her thighs and tug her toward me. Kira says my name again. Her hands land on my shoulders, fisting my shirt.

I spread her legs wide, wider than I probably should, and slide that juicy cunt right onto my dick.

Her body arches off the stairs like she’s being possessed.

She is.

If I haven’t left enough of me inside her for her to understand—for her to acceptthat I own her and always will . . .

I’m going to remedy that.

And there’s nothing she can do about it.

I pull my hips back, slow, hissing at the slick feel of her pussy walls tightening. Trying to keep me in.

Kira whimpers, clenching me even harder.

Wanting to let me go and powerless to do anything but keep me.

Using all my strength, I slam back into her.

One hard, vicious thrust.

She cries out and comes all over me.

Again.

Just like that.

I crack my neck, a growl purring through my chest, and lay into her. No mercy. No thought.

I’m close. Just a few more pumps into that slick cunt.

Kira fists my hair, her moans bouncing off the walls around us. I lower myself down and brace my elbows on either side of her head.

She tries to tug me down and kiss me.

I slide one hand beneath her head, fisting that beautiful hair, and drag her up to me. “Who told you that you could come here dressed like that?”

She bites my lip hard enough to make my vision snap white. I think I taste blood. “Fuck you. You don’t own m—” She chokes on her words with my next thrust.

I can’t stop groaning, yet somehow I’m laughing in her face at the ridiculousness of her statement. “You want to keep fucking lying to yourself, Kitty?”

She hisses like the wild cat she is and leans up to lick across my bottom lip. When she pulls back, I see it.

Her lips are stained with the blood she drew from me.

I press my lips to her, our tongues dueling. We’re nothing but a mindless mass of sex, and I can feel the come rising up my shaft.

In the back of my head, it registers that I hear people speaking.

Drawing closer.

On the other side of the door.

“That bitch ruined my life!”

“First off, don’t ever call her a bitch in front of me. Got it? Secondly, you have no proof it was her that sent your parents that video. Third, back the fuck off, or I’m going to forget we were ever—”

The door opens.

I raise my head enough to look up. For a split second, the fact that we’ve been caught freezes me.

Then I see two pairs of familiar blue eyes locked on us.

Jennifer.

Austin.

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Meet K.I. Lynn

ki-lynnK.I. Lynn is the USA Today Bestselling Author from The Bend Anthology and the Amazon Bestselling Series, Breach. She spent her life in the arts, everything from music to painting and ceramics, then to writing. Characters have always run around in her head, acting out their stories, but it wasn’t until later in life she would put them to pen. It would turn out to be the one thing she was really passionate about.

Since she began posting stories online, she’s garnered acclaim for her diverse stories and hard hitting writing style. Two stories and characters are never the same, her brain moving through different ideas faster than she can write them down as it also plots its quest for world domination…or cheese. Whichever is easier to obtain… Usually it’s cheese. 

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Meet N. Isabelle Blanco

n-isabelle-blancoIsabelle Blanco was born in Queens, NY (USA). At the age of three, due to an odd fascination with studying her mother’s handwriting, she began to read and write. By the time she’d reached kindergarten, she had an extensive vocabulary and her obsession with words began to bleed into every aspect of her life.

Isabelle spends her days working as an author, web programmer, marketer, and graphic designer. That is when she isn’t handling her “spawn”, as she calls her son, and brainstorming with him about his future career as a comic book illustrator.

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