ROOKIE MOVES by Shelly Alexander

Cover Reveal & Pre Order, Rookie Moves by Author Shelly Alexander

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ROOKIE MOVES BOOK 2 in the CHECKMATE, INC. series

By Shelly Alexander

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“‘Rookie? She’ll be an expert when I’m done teaching her.” –Dex Moore

Smart guys make the best lovers. We’re curious and want to learn as much as possible, especially when it comes to women. Women are the most fascinating and complicated species on the planet, right? So when we meet a lady who piques our interest, it drives our curiosity to soaring heights. We want to study her. Figure her out.

Lucky SOB that I am, I’ve built a career on this very thing. As a founding partner of Checkmate Inc., a company that’s grown into a multimillion-dollar business, I’m a quasi-celebrity. It’s a role I never expected, and out of all three Checkmate partners I’ve somehow been labeled the jet-setting playboy.

I don’t mind the smokescreen. I can’t commit to a serious relationship while I trot around the globe to oversee our expansion, a venture that could bankrupt Checkmate if I don’t keep my eye on the prize. Besides, the only woman I’d like to study, figure out, and unlock her ear-splitting cry of ecstasy is the one woman I can’t have. And since she’s one of my closest friends and my business partner’s sister, a jet-setting playboy image is the perfect facade to hide my true feelings.

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ABOUT SHELLY

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A 2014 Golden Heart® finalist, Shelly Alexander grew up traveling the world, earned a bachelor’s degree in marketing, and worked in the business world for twenty-five years. With four older brothers, she watched every Star Trek episode ever made, joined the softball team instead of ballet class, and played with G.I. Joes while the Barbie Corvette stayed tucked in the closet. When she had three sons of her own, she decided to escape her male-dominated world by reading romance novels and has been hooked ever since. Now, she spends her days writing steamy contemporary romances while tending to a miniature schnauzer named Omer, a tiny toy poodle named Mozart, and a pet boa named Zeus.

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Duet Cover Reveal for CRASHING SERIES by Kristen Hope Mazzola

Kristen Hope Mazzola has recovered her military romance duet and it is HOT!
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Mags McManus has just become a war widow in her mid-twenties. Her late husband, Randy, left for the Army right after their wedding. Instead of celebrating his homecoming and living in marital bliss with her soulmate, Mags finds herself living in constant agony. Dealing with the guilt of still living without Randy, are Randy’s best friends and parents.

Rising from the ashes of this tragedy, Mags starts to learn how to love and trust again, finally being able to find happiness. But sometimes things really are too good to be true and again Mags learns how cruel the world can be as she crashes back down.

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“I don’t know if it’s fate, coincidence, or my curse, but I’m still breathing, and my breaths are for you.”

Mags McManus is far from a normal woman in her mid twenties. Being a war widow, a business professional, and a brokenhearted train wreck only skims the surface of the layers of who Margret McManus truly is. Waking up in a hospital bed, alone and confused, Mags once again has to pick up the pieces of her shattered heart. With her best friends by her side, Mags slowly starts to learn the answers she so desperately longs for. But is everything going to continue to spiral out of control? Or is there a light at the end of this dark, twisting tunnel where all the broken pieces can finally fall back together?

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STUD FARM by Joanna Blake

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Title: Stud Farm: The Delancey Brothers

Author: Joanna Blake

Photog: Rob Kristian Photography

Cover Model: Craig Gierish

Cover Designer: Mayhem Cover Creations

Release Date: December 11, 2016

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There’s a feisty little filly that needs taming. And I’m just the man for the job.

My name’s Clint McRae. I took this job without realizing how hard it would be. Hard to train a know-it-all trick rider like Pheonyx Delancey, Hard to get her all the way to the National Championships.

Hard to keep my hands off her.

She’s got talent coming out her ears but she’s reckless and wild in the saddle. I can’t tell if I want to kiss her or spank her. By the time the season is over, I’m sure I’ll be doing a fair bit of both.

I’m older and more experienced so I should know better. But she’s the one who’s got me hogtied.

Meet the newest Delancey! Stud Farm includes the ALL NEW novella Pheonyx Rising, Ride With Me, Bound To Me and the rewritten Branded as well as an ALL NEW Very Delancey Chrismas!

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I splashed water on my face, then looked up at myself, leaning against the sink. I had to get out of here. I was way too riled up. I was no good around horses right now.

Never mind it being good around Pheonyx.

I didn’t trust myself not to toss her over my shoulder and carry her off with me. I wanted to do things to her. Not gentle, sweet things like a beautiful, young girl deserved.

Rough and filthy things.

I splashed more water on my face. Then I tugged my jeans out and splashed water on my stomach and cock. I flinched at the cold but it didn’t do a damn thing to make it lie down.

“Bad dog.” I muttered, shaking my head. There was no use for it. I had a twenty four hour seven a day a week kind of boner. I had to git, while the gittin’ was good.

I left the bathroom, sneaking around the back way towards my car. I left my favorite lawn chair where it was. I figured it would be here tomorrow. I couldn’t take one more second of almost-naked Pheonyx, covered in slippery suds.

I cursed as my hard on got even harder.

I cursed again as a sexy redhead in next to nothing caught up to me. I didn’t slow down. I kept right on walking. That didn’t stop her. Those impossibly long legs of hers kept up with me just fine.

I tried not to notice that her barely covered chest was bouncing with each step. I wanted to grab her, kiss her hard and bury my face in between those luscious tits of hers. I would wrap her long, silky legs around me and-

“Where are you going?”

“PJ’s. I need a drink.”

I’d spoken without thinking. PJ’s was in town and not more than a couple miles from my house. I could leave my car there and stumble home after a few drinks.

More than a few drinks.

I knew I was gonna have to tie one on to clear my head. A big, Pheunyx Delancey sized bottle for starters. It was a time honored way to avoid thinking about a woman.

“Great, I need one too. I’ll follow you.”

I stopped in my tracks.

“Do. Not. Follow. Me.”

She smiled at me.

“Are you okay?”

I grunted and practically ran for my car. She was still standing there when I peeled off. Her pretty head was tilted to one side, as if she was hatching something.

I shuddered to think what that might be.

I was still hot and bothered, sitting at the bar an hour later when Pheonyx walked in. She’d put on some clothes thank the good lord. Too bad those clothes were a skin tight pair of jeans and a hot pink camisole that didn’t cover much more than the bikini.

She’d done something to her face too. I exhaled sharply when I realized she was wearing makeup. Just a little around the eyes and something pink and shiny on her lips. She’d curled her hair too.

I knew it was for me. She was sending me a signal. An impossible to resist one.

God help me, but I lit up at the sight of her. I’d thought she was pretty before. But right now, she shined.

The air in the room changed as she strode across the bar. Every man in the place sat up straight. I stared straight ahead, refusing to pant after her like the rest of the dogs.

Goddammit.

She’d followed me.

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Joanna Blake loves good old fashioned romance, men who open doors and work with their hands. Hot Blooded Heroes is a series of sizzling stories about True Blue American men and the women who love them. She’s thrilled to be collaborating with Pincushion Press on her new series! Come along for the ride!

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SHADED WITH LOVE: A Coloring Book For A Cause

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The Twelve Cock-tales of Christmas by Charlene M. Martin

Celebrate
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***This is book 4 in the whiskey collection, it can be read as
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The
Twelve Cock-tales of

Christmas

 

 

Christmas. That special time of
year when we celebrate each other and the gift of life.

Alec and Angel have a
very different idea of how to celebrate Christmas. They were invited to an
elite sex club for its annual Christmas party, and the theme is the twelve
cock-tales of Christmas — a sultry mix of alcohol and everything sensual that
just might land you on Santa’s naughty list, if not his lap.

 But like every good
story, as it unfolds, will Alec and Angel withstand the curve balls life throws
in their path? Love isn’t always so cut and dried, the weather outside is
frightful, and lives may be lost in this erotic Christmas tale.

       Editorial Review: “Deliciously dirty right from the start.”
                                                                                        ~ Samantha Talarico.

 

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    Editorial Review: “If you want a short erotic story for Christmas this is your book.
Charlene M. Martin has a way with erotic books. She always has you begging for
more and leaving you very sexually frustrated.”                     
~ Tammie Lee @ For the love of books blog.

 



I lean down and
tenderly kiss the top of her head then slowly slip the blindfold over her eyes
before pulling each one of her wrists up and clasping them in the cuffs. Once
secured loosely – I never truly want to hurt her – I raise them over her head.
“Keep these up here.”

She nods in agreement,
and I unclasp the top of her outfit, exposing her bare breasts. “Stay still,” I
instruct as I walk back to the bar to grab my desired items. I set the tray of
cookies down on the table, adjacent to the chair. By straddling her hips,
though my weight isn’t on her, I position my cock over her center and gently
cover her nipples in raspberry filling with the spoon from the jar-full on the
tray. She wiggles a little in response. I can almost taste her raspberry. My mouth waters, but I continue down and place a
little filling in her belly button.

Reaching for a
gingerbread cookie, I place it over her pussy. I glide my body up hers to place
another cookie in my mouth. I rub it against her lips, and she opens them, taking
a bite. “Mmm.”

The remainder of the
cookie I skim down her chin, neck, chest, and into the red raspberry filling
coating a nipple. I bring it once more to her parted lips, and she takes
another bite. “Oh God, that’s good.”

I pull the cookie from
between my teeth, and ask, “You like that, do you?”

“Oh god, yes.”

I dip a cookie into the
filling and take a bite. It’s one of the most unique flavors I’ve ever had.
Gingerbread and raspberry — who would’ve thought that would be a good
combination?

Crunching the remainder
of the cookie, I swallow and bring my mouth to her erect nipples. I deliver a long
lick, swirling my tongue roughly against them. She arches her back in response.
As I run my tongue down her torso to her belly button, I create a sticky trail.
I lap a taste of her raspberry-filled navel, then slide my mouth lower, between
her legs, taking a bite out of the cookie there. Crunch. Her body shivers in response, and I moan, meeting her
excitement. Reaching down, I grab the spoon and pour a big dollop between her
parted thighs. Raspberry-covered pussy. .
. YUM.

  

 
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JADED HEARTS by Harper Sloan

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jadedhearts_frontcover_loresSigning with Brighthouse Records was supposed to be everything we ever wanted—our better life. Our chance at everything we never had but always wanted. All our dreams would finally come true and we were on top of the world. It was our chance at the happiness we never had in life.

Our every desire was at our fingertips and the power of that feeling was all consuming. But then it took every dream we thought would come true and it slapped us in the face with the cold hard reality.

Dreams were just that…something that floated on the cusp of untouchable, taunting you with every graze of your fingertips before slipping even further away.

Happiness…that feeling is a joke.

In the end it became painfully obvious that each of us would always have each other, but we would forever be alone.

 

 

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Goddamn, that smile is dangerous.

Who am I kidding?  He is dangerous.

I do my best to ignore him, but it’s impossible.  The steady brush of his arm against where mine is resting on our shared armrest constantly reminds me how much my body wants his touch.  The scent of his delicious cologne hits my senses, making me want to climb in his lap and rub my face over his chest to get a potent lungful of it.

I can’t even remember the last time I was this horny, which is pathetically sad, since it was probably around the same time I actually got laid.  Years.  I think.  Close to three.  Maybe that’s why I’m a hot mess lately.   I turn my head to study the side of his face and wonder if I can use this situation to my advantage.  I mean, after all, we are in a ‘relationship’ now.

He turns and gives me a questioning arch of his dark brows, but I brush it off in favor of playing Disney Emoji Blitz on my phone.

By the time we had hit cruising altitude, I could hear the other men around me snoring away but not Chance.  He’s fiddling with his phone, completely ignorant of the fact I’m about to start humping his leg.

“Excuse me,” I breathily say, unbuckling my belt and standing to move around him.  I stand there, my head bent slightly because of the overhead, and wait.  He doesn’t move, though.  Instead, he drops his phone to his lap and gives me his complete attention; his eyes even dance a little like he’s finding this whole damn thing funny.  “Excuse me,” I repeat, no longer breathy, and seconds away from coming.

No, that’s a lie.  I’m still breathy and very much seconds away from soaking my panties even more than they already are.

His large hands grab my hips, and he guides me down on his lap with no resistance from my treacherous body.

“Not what I meant,” I say through clenched teeth, trying to sound harsh and offended, but I just sound dazed and turned on.  I wiggle in his hold, trying to get free, but he’s too strong for me.

He leans up in his seat, his chest hitting my back and buries his face in my neck.  I’m sure anyone who saw us would see a loving couple who just can’t keep their hands to themselves.  He’s playing a dangerous game, though, because the second the solid, hard length of him presses against my backside, I forget this is supposed to be a game and squirm a little more.  His teeth nip at my shoulder at the same time his groan hits my ears.

“Stop moving, Wren,” he demands, tightening his fingers on my hips.

“You’re the one who put me on your lap.”  I curl my fingers over the empty seat in front of me and squeeze my eyes shut when I feel him growing harder under me.

“Yeah, because the flight attendant who just walked by had her phone out and pointed right at us.  She’s doing a shit job of making it look like she’s doing something with her paperwork.”  His hand comes off my hip, and he cups my jaw, turning my head to the side just when I was about to look up at where I last saw the attendant, forcing me to shift until all it would take is me throwing one leg over his body to be face-to-face.  “Do not look at her,” he stresses; the sudden movement of twisting my body makes me bounce slightly in his lap, rubbing my legging-clad ass against his erection.  His eyes drop to my mouth where I pull my bottom lip between my teeth and groan.

“Give me a reason not to look,” I dare him.

“You don’t want to go down that road, Wren.  I’ll protect you from the world, but you need to protect yourself from me.”

“No one is asking you to.”

Not even knowing if we’re still being watched, I twist my torso the rest of the way, pulling my legs up until they’re bent at his stomach between us.  Now that I’m facing him completely, I bring my hands up to curl them both around his shoulders before dragging them up to wrap around the corded muscles at the sides of his neck.  His nostrils flare, but he doesn’t stop me.  I give him the chance, but it never comes.  Dropping my head, I press my lips to his.  I explore his lips with small pecks and little licks of my tongue, learning his mouth before pressing more firmly.  He sucks in a breath when I open my mouth and slowly drag the tip of my tongue over his bottom lip.

And then his control snaps.

His hands—still at my hips—lift me effortlessly until my legs are no longer folded between us, but now digging into the hard armrests with my knees pushing into his thighs, my back hitting the seat in front of me.  His mouth opens, and his tongue meets mine, no hesitation whatsoever, as he deepens the kiss.

Our breathing echoes around us, making it sound like everyone on this plane could hear us, but I know it’s just because our faces are so close.  I let out a moan, one that he swallows, that turns into a whine when he pulls back.

“That can’t happen again,” he softly scolds, just as breathless as I am.

What the hell?  I might not have been into this whole fake-boyfriend-slash-bodyguard thing before, but I’ll be damned if I’m not going to take advantage of the situation.  Especially now that I know how alive he makes me feel.  Three years since I had pleasure from anything other than my own hand, and if that kiss is anything to go by, what Chance could make me feel is ten times more powerful than anything I’ve ever felt in my whole life.

I’m not passing that up.

Nope.

No fucking way.

“We’ll see about that.”

 

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MY REVIEW

Harper Sloan did it again, and I’m not surprised. I loved the introduction of Chance in Unexpected Fate and I’m beyond thrilled Chance now has his story told. The chemistry between Chance and Wrenlee is explosive to say the least. Wrenlee is such a powerful character in this book, slightly flawed, but wonderfully strong all the same. Jaded Hearts is the perfect title for their story. Both Wrenlee and Chance have pasts that have hurt them and left them unsure whether to trust again. The path these two find themselves on is unconventional, but so entertaining. I am so looking forward the next book of the Loaded Relay series!

 

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A HOT BOX OF FIREFIGHTERS by Cooper McKenzie

A Hot Box of Firefighters

A Contemporary Erotic Box Set

by International Bestselling Author Cooper McKenzie

Six blazing hot stories of firefighters and the women who start, and put out, sexual blazes with them.

Lace on Clay: When Lace and Clay connect, their creative imaginations spark an intensely passionate blaze.

Burn for Me: They turn up the heat and experiment to find the answer to which sense is most closely linked with desire.

Wildfire: The morning firefighter Marco Jacobs, comes in for breakfast, their growing attraction becomes a wildfire.

Light My Fire: Cleo Jones always had a thing for next door neighbor, firefighter Gunner Nielsen. When he rescues her in the middle of a downpour, the flames of attraction begin to burn.

Silken Bonds: When firefighter Sam suggests taking their loving to a new level, Devi learns that a handful of scarves can start a bonfire.

Sam’s Turn: It’s Devi’s turn to set Sam’s world ablaze (a continuation of Silken Bonds from Sam’s perspective).

 

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Cooper McKenzie always thought she had been born a hundred years too late, though she appreciates air conditioning, computers, and other conveniences of modern-day life. She recently moved to central Texas with her mixed breed companion, Honey, the Princess Fuzzybutt.

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THE TRAINING HOUSE BOX SET by Eden Bradley

The Training House

A BDSM Box Set

by NY Times & USA Today Bestselling Author Eden Bradley

 

Eden Bradley’s iconic kink stories GIRL, BOY and MASTER in The Training House Series are available now in print as a Box Set!

Pleasure in pain…pain in love…

They come to the Training House to become immersed in the most powerful and extreme form of submission: absolute slavehood. It is only in this formal environment, and under the strict rules of their slave contracts, that their immense yearnings can be satisfied. Or can they?

Aimée arrives with a pure slave’s heart, never expecting to find more than the fulfillment of a frightening and necessary sexual journey. Christopher has returned, as he always does. The baddest of bad slaves, he never truly expects to find anything beyond a temporary release. And then there’s the Master… Master Damon owns the Training House. His is a life of carefully followed rules, the extremes of deviant and sensual creativity, and the heavy weight of responsibility. The Training House is a dreamworld where needs are denied and met at a Master’s whims. But what happens when these rigid roles become fluid, and love is suddenly part of the game? Anyone could win—or everyone could lose it all.

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THE TRAINING HOUSE Series is Eden’s hardest-core BDSM yet! More ‘erotica’ than ‘erotic romance’, there will nevertheless be a love story woven throughout these very kinky pages.

 

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As someone who has been involved in BDSM practice for much of her adult life, she relates in particular to her BDSM and kink stories, infusing them with her own truth about kink practice from her life experiences.

Eden has appeared regularly on Playboy Radio’s ‘Night Calls’ and the Hollywood In the Flesh readings. She loves art, shoes, tattoos, her Boston Terrier puppy, reading smutty books, chocolate and sex, of course, not necessarily in that order.

 

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THE COMPLEX by Rachel M Raithby

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Book Title: Death’s Echo (The Complex)
Author: Rachel M. Raithby
Genre: Sci-Fi Romance
Release Date: December 9, 2016
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After a brutal war between Humans and Metas, an uneasy truce is declared in the Seldova solar system. After the treaty signing, the Complex is created on the lone planet, Lorn—a blended community of Humans and Metas, all sent to test the waters of a more peaceful existence between the two races. Living in a domed society can only mean one thing for the Humans and Metas. Chaos.

Reviled banshee Aqulla Dayshon sees death, feels the last moments of a victim’s life and senses the echoes they leave behind. They call for vengeance, and she is helpless to deny their cries, to deny her very nature.

Intra Jaylon Rowe is the law within the Complex. When a series of murders hit the community, he enlists Aqulla’s help. But solving the murders won’t be easy.

Boundaries will be pushed, and rules broken. And as lines are crossed and passion ignites, a banshee’s call will scream.

Death is here, and it wants them all.

January 1st, 6 AS (Ama Seldova) Arrival Day

Jumping down from the jetter, dust flying up around her, Aqulla sucked humid air into her lungs and walked a short distance from the group she’d arrived with. The space ride to Lorn hadn’t been enjoyable. It was just her luck she’d been seated next to a woman who’d killed her husband in a rage when she’d found him cheating. Part of Aqulla appreciated what the woman had done. Put in the same situation, she was certain she’d do the same, but that didn’t apply to the Banshee within—the hungry, bloodthirsty side of her that called for death. Denying that part of herself wasn’t easy. It was a battle she’d contended with most of her life.

“Hey! Don’t wander off. Get in line.”

Turning, Aqulla narrowed her eyes at the Intra solider, then looked in the direction he was indicating for her to go. Breath rushing out between clenched teeth, Aqulla almost turned around and climbed back aboard the jetter; maybe fifteen years in prison would actually be a better deal than the Complex.

“Move along!”

“All right, all right, jeez,” she hissed back, baring teeth.

The Complex stood tall and proud in the distance, its silver walls like glittering gems. The harsh sun reflected off the many domes, making it almost unbearable to look at. The center dome was by far the widest. Its sides sloped off behind two pointed domes at either side. At its base was a low rectangular shape that ran the length of the Complex. Aqulla gazed up, shielding her eyes but couldn’t make out the top; it soared into the sky, disappearing behind low hazy clouds. It was a massive, intimidating structure, a stark reminder that the Ama Seldova—the governing body and leaders of the new “peaceful” regime—were watching. Its gleaming walls might be a far cry from the dank cell she’d left, but The Complex was still a cell. A gilded cage she’d have to survive for the next two and a half years.

Walking forward, Aqulla was herded toward the many lines of people waiting to enter the community. She breathed a sigh of relief when the husband killer was shown to a different line, but it was short lived. It seemed the Complex was full of killers. Death’s echo lingered everywhere. But the lines weren’t only made up of criminals. Gazing across the rows, Aqulla could make out the lines of “nice” clientele. Even from this distance she could feel their disapproving stares, make out their rich-man clothes.

They’ll last five minutes with these lot. She smiled to herself, kicking the ground. Though I wonder what secrets they hide. If it had taken monetary bribes to get convicts, some on life sentences, to join the experiment, then what had it taken to get volunteers who already had money and “privileged” lives?

Taking another step, Aqulla ground her teeth together in an effort to keep from shifting. The Meta in front of her reeked of death; he’d killed so many. Aqulla couldn’t make out the individual echoes. He was a mass of swirling darkness threatening to pull her under. But she couldn’t give in to her natural instincts, no matter how much she wanted too. The Complex was her ticket to freedom, her only way to wipe out the past and maybe make amends with her family. Then hopefully, her grandmother wouldn’t see her as a stain on the family’s reputation. She’d be allowed back into the banshee coven, and they’d see she that she could live with the power of her gifts.

The line moved one more excruciating step further. Aqulla released a deep breath and slid her eyes shut. The line was impossibly long. Too long. Her mind wandered, picturing blood splattering the floor, the gargled breath of a man taking his last breath.

“What’s the matter, princess?”

Aqulla’s eyes shot opened as the Meta in front turned and fixed her in his sights. A slow, cruel smile spread on his face. Aqulla struggled to hold onto her vision. The screams of the people he’d murdered wrapped around her, calling for vengeance. The line moved along, but the Meta moved closer to her.

Claws sliding out, Aqulla fisted her hands. The sharp points of her claws dug into her palms drawing blood. The pain grounded her, brought her back from the very fine edge she was skating.

It didn’t stop the Meta, though. He was huge, towering a good few feet above her. His eyes were dark and full of sadistic delight as he sized her up.

“What have we here then?”

“I might look as weak as the many women you’ve tortured and murdered, but I assure you, Meta, one step closer and it will be your last.”

His head cocked to the side as he chuckled softly. “And how would you know who I’ve killed?”

Aqulla considered keeping her identity secret, but it might be the only thing that would save her. She was too close to snapping, too close to slicing her claws across his throat as she screamed her death cry.

“You’re dripping with death. I hear every scream, every whimper. They call for your blood. They want your death to be as slow and cruel as theirs. Tell me, Meta, will you run when you hear my scream?”

His face hardened. “All right, banshee, I get the picture,” he snarled, stepping away and moving to join the end of the line.

Aqulla relaxed her hands, letting out a breath of relief when a hand slid down her back and squeezed her ass. Blood rushed through her veins as her head filled with the urge to kill. Spinning, her knee slammed into his groin. As he collapsed, her claws found his throat. Blood dripped down his neck as she gazed into his eyes. This Meta had killed too, but in self-defense, not that it mattered much to Aqulla. Her scream was on the tip of her tongue. She’d begun to step over the line.

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Rachel M. Raithby started her writing career in 2013 and hasn’t looked back. She draws her inspiration from the many places she has lived and traveled, as well as from her love of the paranormal and thriller movies. She can often be found hiding out with a good book or writing more fast-paced and thrilling stories where love always conquers all. She now lives in rural England with her young family.

Her books include, the adult Paranormal Romance novels ‘The Deadwood Hunter Series’ and the Young Adult series The New Dawn Novels, including the YA Best seller ‘Winter Wolf.’

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ONLY FOR YOU by Naima Simone

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Book Title: Only For You (The Lick Series Book 3)
Author: Naima Simone
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: December 12, 2016
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It’s been five years since I’ve seen her.

Five years since Gabriella James damn near destroyed me with her betrayal, sending me to hell in a cage.

I’ve crawled free, escaped the mob, opened a night club, and continue to battle my demons through underground fighting and sex. But now Gabriella’s back, begging for absolution, wanting my forgiveness. All I want is what she’s denied me for all these years — her body.

Sex. That’s all we’ll ever have.

Because Gabriella is still keeping secrets. I see it in her eyes.

I don’t trust her, and I’ll never forgive her betrayal.

But that won’t stop me from taking her.

Over…and over…and over…

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“Leave the clothes,” he reiterated.

She shook her head, her grasp on her jeans tightening. “Humiliation wasn’t part of this bargain. I’m not walking out of here without any pants on.” A shadow crossed his face even as his lips firmed into a straight line.

“Humiliate you? You think I want to give every motherfucker out there material to go home and fuck their fist to? Let them look at those thighs and imagine them wrapped around their waist? Their head? No, Gabriella, my intention isn’t to humiliate you,” he murmured, the silken tone all the more dangerous.

“My sole focus is hustling your pretty little ass next door and upstairs as fast as possible. Whatever you think about me, I’d never place you in harm’s way, and that includes exposing you. Now,” he lowered his face until she could easily detect the green flecks in his golden eyes. Something flickered in those eyes. The same thing that, for just a moment, softened his mouth so he appeared almost…vulnerable. Hungry. No, no. Need. Like he needed her to walk out of this room with him. But in the next instant, the emotion disappeared behind a shuttered mask.

“Are you in…or out?”

She didn’t answer. Instead, she dropped the clothes and walked to the door, that brief flash of…whatever accomplishing what the pretty little ass and the possessive tone he’d uttered it in couldn’t.

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Naima Simone’s love of romance was first stirred by Johanna Lindsey, Sandra Brown and Linda Howard many years ago. Well not that many. She is only eighteen…ish. Though her first attempt at a romance novel starring Ralph Tresvant from New Edition never saw the light of day, her love of romance, reading and writing has endured. Published since 2009, she spends her days—and nights— creating stories of unique men and women who experience the first bites of desire, the dizzying heights of passion, and the tender, healing heat of love.

She is wife to Superman, or his non-Kryptonian, less bullet proof equivalent, and mother to the most awesome kids ever. They all live in perfect, sometimes domestically-challenged bliss in the southern United States.

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