At least that’s what Tatum had hoped. New school year, great boyfriend…and things with her and Zach were supposed to be wonderful. Fairy tale wonderful.
Zach’s overbearing family controls his every move—and worse, they want to control Tatum.
Now Zach is pressuring her to ‘speak for him’, which means she’ll not only be committed to him but also his mob family. Where’s the guy she fell in love with? To make matters worse, her friends introduce her to Nigel, the new guy who is more tempting than Tatum wishes.
So which will Tatum give in to…coercion or temptation?
5 stars from this girl! What is a girl to do when she has an overbearing jock ex (absolute horrible person), an Italian mobster boyfriend, and a hot Brit that all want you, one way or another? Tatum is living every girls nightmare of a dream. In this installment we continue Tate’s crazy life. She is being pressured to “speak for” Zach from his family. All Tate wants is to be with Zach but she feels like she will belong to the mob if she does “speak for” Zach. When push comes to shove they are torn apart by unfortunate circumstances. Tate meets Nigel. Oh Nigel *sigh* the hot Brit that gives Tatum a crazy case of the butterflies. She decides to move on and give things a try with Nigel but things continue to get crazy. Kyle is back and is as crazy as ever. Zach is in Italy and desperately trying to get back to Tatum. And Tatum, she is falling for Nigel. Secrets continue to surface and Tate is right back in the middle of trying to figure out what is right for her. Tate can be rather naive but what girl isn’t somewhat naive in high school? You have to fight for what you love and want but Tatum is playing with fire. The author leaves you with a huge cliffhanger so be ready because I finished this and immediately started the next. Oh yeah….I am hooked!
Suzie T. Roos is from, and has settled in, St. Louis with her husband, two children and a number of foster pets at any given time.
She and her husband have lived everywhere from Philadelphia, PA to out West in Santa Monica, Ca. They’re thankful they could expose their children to different American lifestyles and cultures.
Besides writing, Suzie’s hobbies include movies, traveling, and especially concert going with her husband and friends.
She’s always been an animal lover and animal rights advocate. She is certified by FEMA in IS-00011.a Animal in Disasters: Community Planning. She’s also an active volunteer at the Humane Society of Missouri.
They call me Rage.
My real name is like a shadow, always close behind, but never quite able to catch up.
I fly under the radar because no one ever suspects I’m capable of the kind of brutal violence I commit each and every day.
You see, I’m a girl. I’m nineteen.
And I’m a killer.
This life is all I know. It’s all I want to know. It keeps the s**t buried that I need kept buried. It allows me to live without thinking too much.
Without dwelling on the past.
It all changes when an ordinary boy becomes my next target.
And my first love.
I have to choose.
The only life I’ve ever known has to die, or he does.
Either way, I’ll be the one pulling the trigger…
It’s a comical story really. It’s a comical, emotional, sexual, and sadistic story. Imagine that! These two characters don’t seem like they’d fit together AT ALL! I’m still not sure they do, but I’m gonna run with it!
Rage, Ragina, or even Hope… whatever you wanna call this crazy bitch is all right with me. She’s definitely got a screw lose and I think I kinda like it! She’s void of emotion, or should I say, she’s void of all emotion, but anger. She leaves home at an early age and never looks back. She sets out to pursue her love of violence, death, and fury. Who knew she’d become a professional at a mad lifestyle?
Nolan is down on his luck. An accident has landed him temporarily in a wheelchair and he’s not happy with his current situation. On the surface Nolan seems to be the “good ‘ol boy gone bad,” but don’t trust first impressions. He’s much more than just a pretty face, and body, and mouth, and… you get it! His attachments and associations go way deeper than he’s will to let on.
The supporting character cast is not very big. Cody is Hope’s BFF when they’re growing up and he tries with everything he has to help her fit into a world she knows she’ll never conform to. Smoke is a MC dude who supplies Rage with many ways to relinquish her anger and fury. I like this guy, alot! *wink (I think he needs a book). A few others but none I care to mention!
So, this is a pretty fast paced book with tons of grit and angst. The characters are pretty cool and the storyline fairly dark. It was effortless to read and the tension leading up to the climax good. I can’t wait to see what comes next out of the evil ginger TM.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
T.M. Frazier resides in sunny Southwest Florida with her husband and baby girl.
In the third grade she wrote her very first story about a lost hamster. It earned rave reviews from both her teacher and her parents although her spelling could have (and could still) use some help.
It only took her twenty years to start the next book.
Q437B was ready to die for the Second Revolution. Then she entered the Muertre…
Q and B expected death when the Elders ordered their execution. What they discover instead changes everything they thought they knew about their world. Saved by the mercy of the Elders, they awaken in the Vrai Domicile, a mysterious place hidden below the Sixth Domicile housing hundreds of former rebels.
Except these rebels have been brainwashed, conditioned to be blind followers.
Q quickly learns of the Elders’ new plan for her – she is to become their warrior, to reunite the Vrai and Sixth Domiciles with purity, love, and unwavering faith. But to Q, she’ll be undoing everything she and the rebels fought for.
Now Q and B must fight to survive once more, forced to forge new alliances with strangers who promise nothing is as it seems. But surviving comes with a choice – follow the Elders and quash the Revolution, or defy them and free the people, putting B’s and Grandmother’s lives at risk.
In a place where the fire of rebellion is extinguished at every turn, can Q continue to be the spark that fuels the Revolution?
Book 2 in The Sixth Domicile Series by Courtney Ruggles, a 5 star Readers Favorite!
I received a copy for a honest review
This book picks up right where the first left off.
Q wakes up and she is no longer in the Sixth Domicile but under it in the Vrai Domicile and she is not dead.
The Elders now have Q right where they want her, and will use any means necessary to bend her to their will.
Q doesn’t know who to trust, but she knows she has to do what is ask of her so that her loved ones can live.
You can really feel how torn she is, she doesn’t want to do what they want to teach her, but by learning these things she can bring a end to them.
When she finally realizes that things are not what they seem in the Vrai Domicile it makes her want to end the Elders that much more.
You can see how much Q and B love each other and no matter what anyone says it won’t be stopped.
Omg, the big reveal in this book floored me!! It was so outta left field and way unexpected, but such a good twist.
The ending was heartbreaking and I hope that the next book picks directly up where we left off.
All I can say is Ruggles has left me wanting more!!
Courtney’s love for writing dates back to short stories on a word processor (What?? Word processor with floppy disks?). Oh yes, she literally had a card filing case full of floppy disks. Now she continues her writing (she upgraded to a laptop) while living in Southern Ohio with her husband and son.
Although Courtney has always lived in Ohio, sometimes closer to the Ohio River and sometimes further away, she dreams of the mountain ranges out west and the sandy Florida beaches. She married the man of her dreams and had a beautiful blond haired blue eyed boy. Before she sought publication for her first book The Sixth Domicile: Book One of the Domicile Series, Courtney worked as a social worker in a mental health agency where she counseled and provided therapy. After she left full time work, she taught social sciences at a local university and began a photography business. The “extra” time gave her the ability to focus on writing again.
Courtney’s background in social work fuels the grit in her stories. When Courtney isn’t writing her next book, you can find her doing homework (drag) and sipping flavored coffee, reading young adult and new adult books (because social work text books are only so interesting), or daydreaming about all the future beach houses she intends to buy.
DECEPTION, book THREE of FIVE in Aleatha Romig’s INFIDELITY series.
“Infidelity – it isn’t what you think”
It all began in Del Mar, a chance meeting with a single rule–one week only.
Or did it?
Lennox ‘Nox’ Demetri and Alexandria ‘Charli’ Collins had every intention of following it but rules are made to be broken. In CUNNING they are reunited with Nox setting down new rules for the game and Charli having no choice but to follow them.
Now, once again, the game has changed. Nox and Charli’s hot sensual encounter has grown into something more but it is threatened with secrets and regrets. Is it their love and intense sexual chemistry that’s pushing them together or something darker, a puppetmaster behind the scenes pulling the strings on their love affair?
Shadowy villains lurk around each corner and everyone is suspect as Nox’s and Charli’s pasts collide with the present and threaten to compel them back to their predestined fates.
Can deals brokered in the past be negated by something as pure as love and as steamy as the attraction shared by Nox and Charli? Or was it all a deception—starting with that very first meeting?
From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Aleatha Romig comes a sexy, new dominant hero who knows what he wants and a strong-willed heroine who has plans of her own. With classic Aleatha Romig twists and turns, the depth of this epic romantic suspense continues to reach new levels as past and present intertwine. The Infidelity series will have readers swooning one minute and screaming the next.
Have you been Aleatha’d?
DECEPTION is a full-length novel, over 300 pages, and the third of five books in the INFIDELITY series – It isn’t what you think!
(This series is not about nor does it advocate or condone cheating)
Deception by Aleatha Romig
More Nox, Charli, Adelaide, and the rest of the evil bunch BREATHE IN BREATHE OUT
Jeeze Aleatha… you really know how to write suspense. This book has me looking over my shoulder and second guessing everyone and everything in it. The only one I trust at this point is Charli (Alex). This web of lies and deceit are driving me mad. WTF is going on? I can’t wait to read the next installment in Entrapment.
Charli is still the same. Maybe a little wiser, but she still love Nox, she still hates Alton, and she’s still trying to make her own way in this wild story. New things are revealed, past and present. New alliances are formed. And more reason to not trust ANYONE has been produced. Honestly I don’t know why Charli doesn’t just pull her Momma and Jane outta that house immediately is beyond me. Pffft.
Nox is opening up more in this installment, but I feel he’s only scratching the surface. His Father also. These two Demetri men are enough to make ME reach for the Montague Private Label. At least a bottle or two! What I want to know is why isn’t Nox or Oren going after Alton? Why is this fucker still breathing and above ground? Sorry, I lost my head there for a moment! lol!
The supporting character cast is still the same… Alton (Dick), Adelaide, Bryce, Suzy, Chelsea, Oren, and the rest. They all play an integral part in bring this story full circle. I know that hasn’t happened yet, but I’m rubbing my hands together anticipating the next two installments. Eeek!
So, this along with the first two parts of this tale are still as amazing as ever. I find that Aleatha can definitely write her way into a passionate suspenseful story with ease, but can she write her way out of it? My money’s on yes! I love Deception! I love this serial! I wait on pins and needles for more of it! Excellent job Mrs. Jeff!
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Aleatha Romig is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who lives in Indiana. She grew up in Mishawaka, graduated from Indiana University, and is currently living south of Indianapolis. Aleatha has raised three children with her high school sweetheart and husband of nearly thirty years. Before she became a full-time author, she worked days as a dental hygienist and spent her nights writing. Now, when she’s not imagining mind-blowing twists and turns, she likes to spend her time a with her family and friends. Her other pastimes include reading and creating heroes/anti-heroes who haunt your dreams!
Aleatha released her first novel, CONSEQUENCES, in August of 2011. CONSEQUENCES became a bestselling series with five novels and two companions released from 2011 through 2015. The compelling and epic story of Anthony and Claire Rawlings has graced more than half a million e-readers. Aleatha released the first of her series TALES FROM THE DARK SIDE, INSIDIOUS, in the fall of 2014. These stand alone thrillers continue Aleatha’s twisted style with an increase in heat.
In the fall of 2015, Aleatha moved head first into the world of dark romance with the release of BETRAYAL, the first of her five novel INFIDELITY series. She also began her traditional publishing career with Thomas and Mercer. Her books INTO THE LIGHT and AWAY FROM THE DARK will be published through this mystery/thriller publisher in 2016.
Aleatha is a “Published Author’s Network” member of the Romance Writers of America and represented by Danielle Egan-Miller of Browne & Miller Literary Associates.
Katie Ashley, the New York Times bestselling author ofRedemption Road and Vicious Cycle, returns to the dangerous and seductive world of the Hells Raiders motorcycle club…
After her father was murdered in the line of duty, ATF agent Samantha Vargas is determined to take down the scumbags of the drug trade. When her partner takes on a case to infiltrate the Hells Raiders MC, Samantha agrees to go undercover as his old lady but is surprised to find herself drawn to the very man she is investigating.
Benjamin “Bishop” Malloy has worked hard to carve a place for himself both in and out of the MC world. Working days as a mechanic, he spends his nights rebuilding motorcycles with the hope of one day owning his own shop. After taking one of the club’s new hang-arounds under his wing, Bishop is conflicted over his growing attraction for the man’s girlfriend.
Even though she’s determined to bring down the Raiders, Samantha discovers their world isn’t as black-and-white as she thought. And as the stakes grow higher, she’s in danger of losing more than her heart.
So, I think this is the last book in the Vicious Cycle Series, but I could be wrong. We shall see! It’s not as dark as it’s predecessors, but it does pack a punch. I’ll admit, I really wasn’t sure about it at first, but it ended up being a pretty good tale.
Bishop wasn’t my fave from the beginning of the series, but he did grow on me throughout this story. He actually kinda swooned me a few times. The whole “manwhore” persona he tried to carry out really didn’t hit home with me, maybe because it wasn’t talked about too much, but none-the-less, I did end up liking him a whole bunch!
Samantha was my favorite character by far (if you don’t count Willow, lol). She went through hell and back as a kid and set out to change the world as an adult. And change it, she did! I felt so much sadness for everything she had lost throughout this story including the climax. Sam is one tough ATF agent, but will she get the perp and the man? Time will tell!
The supporting character cast is pretty huge! All the brothers, Rev, Deacon, Boone, etc. are back. Mama Beth is still hospitable and the club is on it’s way to legitimacy. I even have praise for the villain in the story. Come on you know there’s a villain!
So, this is a MC Romantic Suspense kinda story. It has thrills and chills and ton of hot, crazy sex. The storyline is pretty good and the pacing ok. The writing style is always superb, love Katie Ashley! There was some tension leading up to the climax, but I kind of would have liked just a little bit more!
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Katie Ashley is a New York Times, USA Today, and Amazon Best-Selling author. She lives outside of Atlanta, Georgia with her daughter, Olivia, and her two very spoiled dogs. She has a slight obsession with Pinterest, The Golden Girls, Harry Potter, Shakespeare, Supernatural, Designing Women, and Scooby-Doo.
With a BA in English, a BS in Secondary English Education, and a Masters in Adolescent English Education, she spent 11 1/2 years educating the Youth of America aka teaching MS and HS English until she left to write full time in December 2012.
So, of course this one is just as good as the last one… if not better! I’m seriously thinking about changing my favorite to Crave Me from Undo Me… Nah… can’t do it… Dylan and Aubrey were my fave and always will be, but Austin and Briggs are an extremely close second! This one will go down in the books as angsty, gritty, and unforgettable.
Briggs is one tough cookie. She’s been through so much shit starting at the age of 6 for cripesake. Poor kid.. but in this case, that which does not kill you (literally) will make you stronger. Briggs is one of the strongest females I’ve read in a while. Her only flaw was her willpower where Austin was concerned. Every time she caved I wanted to throat punch her and yell “wake the fuck up!” And that relationship with her Uncle, don’t even get me started! Wow!
Austin is an ass! That’s the only way I can sum him up. He had the world the palm of his hands so many fucking times and he let it all slip right through his fingers. How many chances does this doofis get for fucksake? Yeah, yeah, yeah, he’s a hot alpha male with “fuck me” eye, tats up the waazoo, and muscles that go on forever, but it was his actions that killed me! He took advantage of Briggs more times than I care to remember, but know this… his day will come!
The supporting character cast is vast. All the “Good Ol’ Boys and their gal pals are back, but it’s that cold hearted Uncle of Brigg’s that I can’t get off my mind. Alejandro Martinez is in need of a rude awaking if you ask me. I heard through the grapevine that he may be getting his own book… Eeeep, I can’t wait!!
So, all in all this was amazballs! It was persuasive and powerful. The dialogue flowed easily and felt natural. The storyline is dark and sinister and full of grit and anguish. Ms. Robinson does a bang up job of filling this tale with more than enough tension to make the climax that much more unique. Great job!
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
USA TODAY Bestselling author of The
VIP Trilogy, Tempting Bad, Two Sides Gianna, and The Good Ol’ Boys series. M. Robinson loves to read. She favors anything that has angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of course sex! She has been reading since the Babysitters Club and R.L. Stein. She was born in New Jersey but was raised in Tampa Fl. She is married to an amazing man who she loves to pieces. They have two German Shepherd mixes and a Tabby cat.
Godsend is the first novel in the Hell Yeah! Heritage series. If you ever wondered where those
McCoy men came from…these historical novels will take you to their beginnings. Deeply sensual stories of romance and adventure, they will capture your imagination and your heart.
History is definitely worth repeating.
Thrust from his home, Austin McCoy travels west to build a new life for himself in the wilds of Texas. Civilization has not yet arrived to the wilderness where he settles and his nearest neighbor is more than two days’ journey through Indian territory alive with bear, cougar and wolves. While difficult, carving out an existence amidst these dangers is not what weighs heavily on his heart. With nothing and no one to share his days, Austin is lost. The answer to his prayers comes from a very unexpected source…
Jolie Dumas has also been torn from the only home she has ever known. The beloved daughter of a plantation owner and his quadroon mistress, she is horrified to be sold into slavery after the death of her parents. Bought and paid for, she is chained and walked from New Orleans to Texas. Before she can be delivered to her master, the slave trader is killed and Jolie escapes. Alone and vulnerable, she seeks a safe place to hide, not knowing the sanctuary she finds may end up being the one place she truly belongs.
When Austin opens his heart and home to the beautiful woman, he has no idea the future she faces. Knowing what awaits her if anyone finds out the truth, Jolie hides her identity from him. Having been betrayed before by those she trusted, she has no idea that in Austin’s eyes she could not be more perfect.
She is his Godsend.
“Come on, Sandy. Time to lock the door and call it a night.” Austin McCoy urged his dog to join him inside. “We’ve had a hard day. Time to rest.”
The big hound stepped over the threshold, making for the hearth and flopping down in his usual spot.
“We made good headway today. I think we’ve cleared another acre, soon we’ll have enough room for a few more cows.”
Sandy’s only response was to roll over.
“Are you hungry? I’ll hang this pot of stew over the fire to warm it. Tomorrow, I think maybe we’ll put some corn in the coals to roast.”
Austin’s voice rang in the empty space. Taking off his hat, he chunked it on the table. Yes, he was going crazy. The only live creature he had to talk to was his dog and Sandy was a poor conversationalist. He sank down in a ladder back chair with a cowhide bottom and let his gaze rove around the small log cabin he’d built with his own two hands. “Home, sweet home.” The simple dogtrot structure was made from pine logs he’d cut and stripped of their bark. After he’d peeled them smooth, he’d notched the logs on the corners, then set them together, filling the cracks with a mixture of red clay and pine straw. This humble abode was nowhere near as fancy as the home he’d left in Tennessee, but Austin was no longer welcome in his family home. After his mother died, his father had remarried. When his young wife’s wandering eye had fallen on Austin, his father quickly decided it was time for his only son to venture west and make his own fortune. Stephen McCoy had given Austin his inheritance early, wishing him well and sending him on his way.
The lure of adventure was strong and the prospect of his own land in the rich territory of Texas had been some consolation for walking off and leaving everything he’d ever known and held familiar. Now, six months since he’d broken ground six miles south of the spot the Indians called Red Mound, he was fast beginning to regret the decision. Hard work and the dangers he encountered daily were not the cause of Austin’s deep depression. No, it was the isolation. The loneliness. The complete and utter void that seemed to surround him, made Austin want to throw his fists in the air and rail at the heavens. What he wouldn’t give for someone to talk to, someone to hold at night–someone to love.
Austin longed for a wife.
How many nights had he lain alone in his bed and ached for release? He’d not been with many women, but since becoming a man he’d not gone so long without feeling the sweet relief that only a woman could give. And what scared him more than anything, was that there was no end in sight to this exile. Months and years of loneliness stretched before him. How would he endure it? Where would he find a wife in this wilderness? He’d made the long journey to Nacogdoches, only to find women as scarce a commodity as silk. And if there was one, he was no prize. His mind returned to his home in Tennessee, the women he’d courted, the plans he’d made. All of that was gone. What did he have to offer a lady?
Only love, only to be cherished.
Running a frustrated hand through his long hair, he stood up in disgust. “No use wishing for something I can’t have, is there boy?”
Feeling rested enough to feed his hunger pains, Austin hung the cast-iron pot on the hook over the flames. While he was there, he stoked the fire and added another log. Sandy raised up and cocked his ear. “Did you hear something outside?” Austin grew still to listen also. He heard howling in the distance, but nothing out of the ordinary. “Just that big old timber wolf and his pack, nothing unusual.” Sandy lifted his nose to take a whiff, giving Austin a long look from his limpid brown eyes.
“You want to check it out?”
Just voicing the question gave them both a jolt of energy. The dog and man both rose to head for the door. Austin picked up his rifle, just to be on the safe side. “Let’s go see what we can find.”
…In the small lean-to, full of tools, Jolie nestled down in the straw. She was scared and hungry, but at least she had shelter of a sort, enough to give her a chance at a few hours of sleep. The scratches on her body made her feel raw and achy. As she closed her eyes, the sorrow in her heart knew no bounds. With no food, no money, and nowhere to go, Jolie didn’t think she would make it. She’d tried to find some berries to eat, to no avail. The only sustenance to be found was the raw turnip she held in her hands, which she would attempt to eat as soon as she rested enough to have the energy. As she laid her head against the rough wood, Jolie tried to reason with herself about all that happened. What had she done to deserve this? Was she less than her Aunt Lisette or Grandmother Dora? Was she not a human being like they were?
Jolie hugged herself and tried to reason the mystery of slavery. All that her Grandmere and mother had told her, the whispers that she’d heard from Eula and her papa, all the things that she’d seen while at Oak Hill came back to her. The tiny cabins the workers had lived in, how they lined up for water and food to be doled out to them, the men who guarded them on horseback with dogs at their sides–all of the things that she’d chosen to ignore and not see. If she didn’t acknowledge the injustice, it wasn’t real. Closing her weary eyes, she knew there would be no more avoiding the travesty. The nightmare had become her reality.
…Sandy took off ahead, his nose to the ground. Austin followed closely, his rifle loaded and ready. Not too many days ago, he’d seen a panther. He had no wish to kill the big black cat, but it could take down one of his oxen, not to mention a full grown man. Austin cocked his ear toward the area where the three head of cattle were penned. There was no unrest, so he didn’t think there was a predator about. When they came even with the shed, Sandy veered over to nose around. The closer he came, the faster he walked, tail in the air. “What is it, boy?” Austin asked. “Something there?” He figured it was an armadillo or a possum, hopefully not a skunk. The last run-in the mutt had with a skunk, Austin had dipped him in the creek four times, scrubbing him with lye soap until they both could tolerate the stench.
With only the light of the moon to guide him, Austin drew closer to the shed where Sandy was now nosing his way past the door that had somehow been left ajar. Hearing the dog’s whimper, his curiosity rose to a high level. His animal wasn’t reacting the way he would expect if there was prey or some type of threat. No, Austin was confused to see Sandy’s tail begin to wag. “What have you found?”
Coming close, he pulled the door open a bit wider so the moon’s rays could filter into the near darkness. “What?” he whispered. At first he thought the intruder was a man. The hat pulled down over the face and the jacket obscured his view, but the long hair and bare legs sticking out from what appeared to be a dress of some kind convinced him otherwise. He blinked once or twice. Were his eyes deceiving him? Perhaps this was some kind of cruel joke that his mind was playing on him. This was a woman. Going to his knees, he knelt by the small trespasser. “Ma’am? Are you all right?” He shook her shoulder gently.
The touch jerked Jolie awake. All she could think was that Coffi or the bear had her. A scream erupted from her lips before her eyes focused on the face in front of her.
The sudden noise caused Sandy to bark. Austin sat back on his hills, giving the girl a little space. “It’s okay, I’m not going to hurt you.”
Before, Jolie would never have thought to fight for herself, but after what she’d been through, having been sold into slavery, defending herself had become second nature. But without a weapon or light enough to see her surroundings, all she could think about was running. Jumping to her feet, she tried to figure out a way to get past the big man who blocked her way. “Please, just let me go. I’ll leave. I promise.”
Leave? He took in her tattered clothing and bare feet. She was so small. “You don’t have to leave. Come into the cabin where it’s safe. Aren’t you hungry?”
The turnip she’d taken from his garden still lay at her feet. “Yes.” Could she risk it? There was the possibility this man could hurt her, but what choice did she have? “If you’ll let me rest for a little while, I’ll be on my way soon.”
Austin didn’t know what to think. “Are you alone? Where did you come from? Those questions and more were racing through his mind. He rose and offered her his hand. “The ground’s rough. Do you want me to carry you?”
Jolie would’ve laughed if she’d felt more confident. “No. I’ll be fine. I’ve walked a long way already.”
He couldn’t fathom what she was saying. Knowing what lay beyond his small clearing, Austin was flabbergasted to find this tiny female seeming to be at the mercy of the world. “Please, come in and let me check your feet and get you something to eat. Sandy and I were just about to have supper. Somehow, he knew you were out here.”
“He did?” Jolie laid her hand on the big dog’s head. “He’s soft.” The memory of the vicious dogs used on the plantation to keep the slaves in line caused her to jerk her hand back. “He won’t bite me?”
“No, he won’t bite.” Austin was anxious to get his guest inside. “We’re glad to have some company, aren’t we, Sandy?”
His dog answered with a bark, which made Jolie smile. “Okay, for a little while.”
As Austin led his guest back to the cabin, he tried to make her feel more comfortable. “My name is Austin McCoy. What’s yours?”
“Jolie.” She answered automatically, then immediately regretted it. Would her buyer look for her? Did he know her name? She really had no way of knowing one way or the other.
“Jolie.” Austin said it, savoring the way her name sounded on his lips. “That’s a beautiful name. Where are your folks? Were you attacked by Indians?” The thought of her just barely escaping with her life made his blood run cold.
“We were attacked. My parents are dead.” Both of those things were true, albeit unrelated.
“I’m so sorry.”
When he opened the door to the cabin, the smell of food caused her to sway. She hadn’t realized how weak she’d become.
Austin shot out a hand to stabilize her. “How long since you’ve eaten.”
“A couple of days.” She tried to remember. Coffi hadn’t really cared whether the women had eaten or not.
As soon as he got Jolie inside, Austin began to do everything he could do to make her welcome. “Here, sit here.” He gave her the more comfortable chair, a rocker that sat next to the fireplace. “And water, let me get you some water.” Moving to the bucket of well-water he kept on the small cabinet in what passed for his kitchen, Austin ladled a cup full and carried it to her.
Taking the water, she gratefully took a drink. “Thank you.” It tasted so good, she greedily drank it all.
“I’ll get you more.” He hastily refilled the cup, then found a bowl to dip up some of the stew. “This is rabbit, but I’ve added some potatoes and onions I raised in the garden. I think it’s edible.”
“You’re very kind.” Jolie sat the cup on the floor and raised her hands to grasp the clay dish with the tin spoon.
“My pleasure,” Austin said and he meant it. Even by the light of the kerosene lamp, he couldn’t make out her features. The hat cast a shadow over her face, but from what he could see of her neck and arms they were covered with mud and numerous scratches. “I think I’ve got an herb salve that might make those sore places on your face and arms feel better.”
Jolie heard him, she just couldn’t stop eating long enough to answer.
Raised a lady, she managed not to shovel the food between her lips–just barely.
It did Austin’s heart good to watch her eat, but he couldn’t stop worrying about what would happen to her if she left again. “Where will you go? Do you have relatives?”
Swallowing the last delicious bite, she licked her lips, then hung her head. “I’m not sure what I’m going to do.” Just the thought of trying to find a place to live, some way of making a living, was more than she could comprehend.
Austin wanted to offer help. He wanted to do something. Noticing again her tattered clothing, he spoke quickly. “Do you have any other clothes?” He hadn’t seen any type of satchel, but she might have left it at the lean-to.
Jolie glanced down at the rag she wore. “No, I must look a mess.” What could she say? “I ran to get away.”
He nodded. “I’m sure you were terrified. Would you like to wash up and change? I could pour up some water for you.”
Cleaning herself sounded like heaven. “Please, yes. But I have nothing else to wear.”
“I’m sure I can find something.” He rose to find her anything of his that would come close to fitting. “A shirt, I’ll find a shirt for you. As small as you are, the length will be almost like a gown.”
As Jolie sat there by the fire, her belly full, with a dog at her feet, she was transfixed by the big man with the long honey blond hair moving around the room, doing his best to make her comfortable. As she waited, she trembled. Residual shock from all she’d endured still echoed throughout her body.
“Jolie, you can come and clean up.” He snapped his finger. “Sandy, get up. We shall wait outside. When you finish, we’ll return.”
He gave her a kind smile, then left her alone. As soon as he was gone, she glanced around. After Oak Hill and even the bungalow, his home was simple and barren. But for the first time in weeks, she felt safe. Taking the rag he’d given her to use, she dipped it in the lukewarm water and began to clean the mud and blood from her body.
Outside, Austin leaned against the side of his cabin, flummoxed by all that had happened. How different this evening had turned out to be than the one he’d envisioned. For a little while, he was no longer alone. When a smile played upon his lips, his selfish feelings shamed Austin. How could he take pleasure when this woman had suffered so much loss?
Standing in the darkness, he kept an eye on Sandy who explored a few feet away. “Don’t go far, boy.” Austin was aware of the dangers that lurked in the darkness. The knowledge that Jolie had been exposed to those same dangers and soon would be again caused a shudder to rip through him. How could he let her return to the wilderness? The very idea was intolerable. He’d have to accompany her to a settlement, see that she was safely delivered to…his mind clamored for answer. Perhaps the Spanish mission in Nacogdoches could offer her sanctuary until she could find someone or…
“Mr. McCoy, Austin? You can come back in now.”
Her soft voice broke into his thoughts. “Very well.”
“Sandy.” He called his companion and they reentered the cabin. Aware she had changed into his clothing, he cautiously let his gaze move up her body, starting at her small feet, which were now clean from the mud that had been caked on them. By the time his eyes climbed to her face, Austin was speechless. He’d never seen a more beautiful woman. Her skin was the color of gardenias, and her eyes were a purplish blue that reminded him of a delphinium flower that had grown in his mother’s garden. The hat was gone and now he could see she had dark hair which fell to the middle of her back in long, loose curls…and her lips, her lips were the color of a pomegranate. Her beauty almost brought him to his knees.
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
I had everything I ever wanted—a wife, a kid, with two more on the way. I was living the American dream.After the babies were born, we hit a rough patch. I did everything to prove my love, to show Suzy that nothing was more important than her. After some work and a lot of time, we found our groove again.Just when life had evened out, a familiar enemy came back to haunt us. It wasn’t my past that followed us, but my brother’s.When the danger gets too close, I’ll do anything to defend my family. There’s nothing more important than the people I love, and I’ll protect what’s mine—even if it costs me my life.
Well, Chelle did it again! She pulled on my heartstrings, she kicked me in the gut, and she made me laugh my ass off. I already loved Joe Gallo with everything I had, I didn’t know I could love him anymore than I already did… WRONG… his love for Suzie is immense and that in itself makes me fall in love with him all over again.
Joe is the best hubs evah. The best daddio too! His girls come first and that’s all there is to it. Suzie goes through some seriously depression and instead of letting her push him away, Joe does the only thing he can, he gets her help when he can’t do it. Nothing is sexier than an alpha hunk admitting he needs help! Joe does just that!
The supporting character cast is vast and you’re typical Gallo hotties and their crazy women.. Oh, and let’s not forget the wild Izzy. Those chicks crack me the fuck up! All that talk about toys, sex, and submission was making me laugh my ass off.
So.. this book is full of excitement, emotion, unconditional love, tension, angst, and tons of hilarity. The characters are like family and the story is like coming home. The dialogue flows with efficiency and sounds and feel natural. Chelle created just the right amount of anxiety leading up to a spectacular climax. I fell in love once again and I’m not ashamed to admit it!
About the Author
Chelle Bliss, USA Today Bestselling author, currently lives in a small town near the Gulf of Mexico. She’s a full-time writer, time-waster extraordinaire, social media addict, and coffee fiend. Currently she’s written a dozen books in three different series. She loves spending her free time with her boyfriend, 2 cats, and hamster.
Before becoming a writer, Chelle taught high school history for over ten years. She holds a master’s degree in Instructional Technology and a bachelor’s in history. Although history is her first love, writing has become her dream job and she can’t imagine doing anything else.
Picking up where Book 1, Rapture at Midnight, left off – Book 2 in “The Cynn Cruor Bloodline Series”
When Roarke catches a glimpse of Deanna in Dac Valerian’s club, he searches for her in the streets of Manchester just to prove that he hasn’t lost his mind. He is unable to believe Deanna is alive when he’d buried her himself nearly five hundred years before. But when Deanna turns up on the street facing the Cynn Cruor’s headquarters, Roarke needs to know why she’s hid herself from him all these years.
Knowing her secret can only destroy whatever feelings Roarke has left for her, Deanna remains silent until circumstances force her to reveal everything.
Hearts are broken on both sides, but Roarke and Deanna have to work together if they are to find a way of ending Dac and the Scatha Cruor’s power once and for all.
Desire rises and passions are rekindled.
Will their pursuit of Dac lead to another chance at happiness?
Or will it forever tear them apart?
*Warning: Contains explicit content and graphic details. 18+ Audience
Love Deanna’s and Roarke’s story! Get your tissues and prepare for the emotional rollercoaster ride. The history between these two is jaw dropping. Deanna and Roarke have mated, they belong to each other, forever and ever. But, is forever a myth? Roarke lost Deanna when the Scatha destroyed his fastean. She died. He buried her. She was lost forever. He was to live his immortal life alone. He sees her one night and thinks his mind is playing tricks on him. But little did he know that she is alive and has been looking for him. They are once again in each other’s life and sparks fly! And these scenes are hot, Hot, HOT! But the past and the future threaten to keep them apart. Dac Valerian is still at it as evil as ever trafficking women and children. Deanna has seen this first hand and she along with the Cynn Cruor go after him to stop him. This is a beautiful story of incredible heartbreak but also amazing love.
He once thought he would remain adrift forever, but she was his anchor, his safe haven. She was his strength and the love his eternal soul had searched for.
You can’t help but to feel the love and despair within this story. Roarke’s fastean brothers come together but then split again. There are so many other stories that are about to come to light. I’m loving the Cynn Cruor series!
Isobelle Cate is a woman who wears different masks. Mother-writer, wife-professional, scholar-novelist. Currently living in Manchester, she has been drawn to the little known, the secret stories, about the people and the nations: the English, the Irish, the Scots, the Welsh, and those who are now part of these nations whatever their origins. Her vision and passion are fuelled by her interest and background in history and paradoxically, shaped by growing up in a clan steeped in lore, loyalty, and legend.
Isobelle is intrigued by forces that simmer beneath the surface of these cultures, the hidden passions, unsaid desires, and yearnings unfulfilled.
One illicit lap dance becomes a flight for their lives.
A stripper with dreams of being a princess.
An intergalactic thief with a freighter of stolen cargo.
At the outskirts of space and away from the rigid control of Central Command, Granger entices Kaedi to break her strict no-lap dace polity. The repercussions force her to pack up and hitch a ride off-world in the same freighter he has hired. They discover a passion hotter than a super nova, but their plans are shattered by the untimely death of the ship’s captain and the duplicity of the co-pilot.
The two lovers crash headlong into the clutches of Granger’s best-friend-turned-torture-happy-enemy. When Granger’s heritage is revealed, Kaedi relinquishes the pleasure she finds in his arms, believing herself unworthy. Granger chases after her, determined to convince her she is more precious to him than stolen cargo.
Oh my stars and planets! A stripper and an intergalactic thief! What more could you ask for?! This book was exciting from beginning to end. It grabs your attention and holds you right to the very end and leaves you wanting….no, needing more. Right from jump the author puts you in a seedy type of strip club with all types of characters. Granger is the intergalactic thief and he has hired Dex, a shady pilot, to get him off of the rock they are on. He runs into Kaedi, our dominant exotic dancer, and he cannot get her out of his mind. Kaedi decides at the last minute she is going to hitch a ride with the guys but they run into all sorts of trouble with Central Command. They lose their pilot and lots of cargo. Only to have to deal with ships tailing them and some not so savory back stabbers. Kaedi and Granger grow instantly close. They cannot keep to themselves and it’s not about number one anymore….its about them together. Absolutely action packed with crazy ship chases, crashes, and very hot scenes between these two! Just wow! This is my first book by Ava Cuvay and will absolutely not be the last. This is one of my new favorites!!!
Ava Cuvay writes out of this world romance featuring sassy heroines, often-alien-but-always-sexy heroes, and an alcoholic beverage or two… Set in a galaxy far, far away. Think “Star Wars” meets “Firefly”, without Jar-Jar Binks, and with a lot more heat.
She resides in central Indiana with a hubby who makes her laugh and kiddos who are growing up way too quickly. She enjoys the world of wine and spirits, amusement park thrill rides, and laughing at her own foibles (yeah, she laughs a lot).
She believes life is too short to surround yourself with negative people, and Han Solo shot first. When not writing, Ava is thinking about writing. Or wine. And she’s always thinking about bacon.
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