Friday 18 December 2015

BLOG TOUR - Saved By Him by Michelle Horst

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SAVED BY HIM, A Monster Novel by Michelle Horst
Released December 7th, 2015
Genre: Dark Romance
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Sophia I'm only good for sex. That’s what I've been trained for my whole life. I'm a puppet. I only know how to be your perfect fantasy. It’s the only life I’ve ever known. …until him.
Adam
I protect. That’s all I know. I’m the best at my job. Life is fucked up, that's my reality. …until her.
Authors Note and WARNING: Monster is a work of fiction intended for adult readers above 18. It contains dark and sensitive subject matter that may make readers uncomfortable.
Contains explicit language and descriptions of sexual situations.
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Thursday 17 December 2015

RELEASE TOUR - Decieve by Michelle Irwin



Deceive (Book Two in the Declan Reede: The Untold Story Series)
Author: Michelle Irwin
Genre: NA Contemporary Romance
Published: Dec 17th, 2015



Straighten up, pull it around, and get back on the track. 

Declan Reede's life is in a tailspin. Although he knows what he wants, he can't see the road that will take him there. Wherever he turns, new secrets, lies, and half-truths threaten to send him crashing off-course. To deserve his family, he must fight his past mistakes and prove himself worthy. 

But can someone out to deceive cost him the life he now craves? 

**Due to strong language and sexual content not intended for anyone under age of 18**





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Michelle Irwin has been many things: a hobbit taking a precious item to a fiery mountain; a young child stepping through the back of a wardrobe into another land; the last human stranded not-quite-alone in space three million years in the future; and a time-travelling madman in a box. All of these feats and many more were achieved through her voracious reading. Eventually, the cast inside her mind took over and spilled onto the page.

Michelle lives in sunny Queensland in the land down under. A lover of love and overcoming the odds, she primarily writes paranormal and fantasy romance.


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Deceive (Book Two in the Declan Reede: The Untold Story Series)
Author: Michelle Irwin
Genre: NA Contemporary Romance
Published: Dec 17th, 2015



Straighten up, pull it around, and get back on the track. 

Declan Reede's life is in a tailspin. Although he knows what he wants, he can't see the road that will take him there. Wherever he turns, new secrets, lies, and half-truths threaten to send him crashing off-course. To deserve his family, he must fight his past mistakes and prove himself worthy. 

But can someone out to deceive cost him the life he now craves? 

**Due to strong language and sexual content not intended for anyone under age of 18**





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Michelle Irwin has been many things: a hobbit taking a precious item to a fiery mountain; a young child stepping through the back of a wardrobe into another land; the last human stranded not-quite-alone in space three million years in the future; and a time-travelling madman in a box. All of these feats and many more were achieved through her voracious reading. Eventually, the cast inside her mind took over and spilled onto the page.

Michelle lives in sunny Queensland in the land down under. A lover of love and overcoming the odds, she primarily writes paranormal and fantasy romance.


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Wednesday 16 December 2015

BLOG TOUR - Jeff's Wild Wolf by Elle Boon

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Jet's Wild Wolf:  Mystic Wolves Book Three
A WILD WOLF, A SEXY AS SIN SHIFTER, AND A BOND THEY COULDN’T DENY. Will Jett and Taryn be able to get their happily ever after, or will it be destroyed by their enemy?
A WILD WOLF…Taryn yearned for the freedom to find a place where she belonged. A place where she was loved and could love without fear. The first time she saw Jett, her heart and mind knew he was the one for her.
A SEXY AS SIN SHIFTER…Jett nearly lost his place in the Mystic Wolves because of one wild wolf. Now, she’s saved his life, and his wolf wants her for their own. Can he trust her not to betray them all? A BOND THEY COULDN’T DENY…Taryn and Jett fight the attraction they’ve felt simmering between them, until danger almost takes what is most precious away… an unyielding love they’d never thought they deserved to have. Links to Buy: Amazon: http://amzn.to/1HZ3Jan  Young handsome macho man with open jacket revealing muscular chest and abs with copy space
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There was a brief pause in his breathing, and she could see he meant it. His dick twitched against her, still trapped within the confines of his clothes. If he’d been one of the wolves of her pack, she knew he’d already have fucked her six ways to Sunday, and not given two shits if he’d hurt her, or if she was willing. The fact he was willing to stop after she’d teased to the point she had, showed what kind of man he was. “I want you almost as much as I want to drive your Road Runner.” She smiled when his eyes glinted with that hint of humor she loved seeing. He dropped back down, keeping most of his weight on his elbows. “You got a thing for my car?” His tongue came out, the piercing making her think of naughty things he could do with it. She nodded. “Oh, yeah, buddy. I definitely think your car is sexy.” His right brow raised. “I think there’s a country song about that.” She was having a hard time listening to his words while his mouth began tracing a path along her collarbone. “I think that’s about a tractor.” Her back bowed off the bed just as his lips latched onto her right breast, sucking the tip into his mouth. Good, goddess, she swore her nerve endings wouldn’t survive the tongue lashing. He placed kisses on her stomach, going lower until he reached her belly button. Jett’s hands gripped her knees, drawing them apart and laying between them, a wicked smile played on his lips. “Watch me, Taryn.” He used the fingers of one hand, holding her pussy open while he made one long swipe with his tongue. Her eyes widened, utterly transfixed by the sight. That first touch nearly had her coming undone. The bar bell hit her clit, the tiny touch from his piece of jewelry jolted through her system. She closed her eyes, gripping the sheet below her. Taryn couldn’t keep her eyes open as he began nuzzling her flesh. His talented, yet diabolical tongue, was driving her insane as he lifted her legs over his shoulders, tilting her hips at a better angle, and his tongue slid inside her. She screamed his name at the feel of him stroking her inner walls with his piercing. Jett’s big hands held her tighter, his arms wrapped around her thighs, lifting her closer, circling her clit until the bud became hard. He moved one hand down, stroking through her cream, humming. “You taste fucking amazing. I knew you would, too.” He licked his fingers, making a smacking noise, and then tongued her core as he wiggled his tongue against her clit. Taryn came as he found just the right pressure, her body bucking against his face while he held her to him, licking and fucking her with his fingers and mouth. He didn’t let her go until he’d finished, his growls adding another layer of ecstasy to her pleasure. She’d never come so hard in her life. “Jett,” she murmured, twisting her hands in his hair. Her legs shook, her heels dug into his back, and he still pressed kisses along her inner thigh, licking her, gentling his attention on her clit. The man knew just how, when and where to touch a woman. She didn’t want to think of the countless, faceless women he’d done exactly the same thing to. He eased her legs off his shoulders, massaging them before climbing up her body, his breathing labored as he lay over her. He worked his boxers off, letting them fall off the side of the bed. The ease which he slid into the cradle of her hips, and the smile that lit his gorgeous face made her heart stop for a second. She could so easily love this man. His cock bumped against her pussy. “You ready for me?” She wrapped her legs around his waist, gripping his shoulders for something to hold on to. “Absolutely. Do you need me to show you what to do, or…” He stopped her words with one long thrust, filling her full to bursting. Her wolf wanted to sink her teeth into his shoulder, but she pushed her back. She couldn’t keep her nails from digging into his back as he pushed a little further into her pussy, the tight fit almost too painful, but she relaxed her muscles, allowing him to sink a little more inside. He pulled back, slipping one hand between them, the other he wrapped under her shoulder. As he used his thumb to play with her clit, she felt him slide all the way inside. She exhaled. “You okay?” he asked, pausing to look down at her. She licked her lips, and released her fingers from the death grip they had on him, hoping she hadn’t hurt him, but he didn’t seem to mind. “Yes. I’m fine. You can move.” Jett’s head bent, and pressed his lips to hers, he kissed her mouth, and she tasted herself on his lips. She sucked his tongue into her mouth as his hips pushed forward. The feel of the piercing was both foreign and erotic as hell. He pulled his hips back, almost pulling all the way out until only the tip of his cock was inside her. She squeezed her thighs around his hips, not wanting to lose him, making him chuckle. “Believe me, nothing could make me stop fucking you right now.” He powered back inside. His words sent a shard of hurt through her. Why she should care he would use such crude words she didn’t know. She assumed the slight bond she’d had to form when saving him was the reason, but she pushed it aside. The feel of him filling her became her sole focus. With each thrust he slid in more easily, her body accepting him as more cream flowed from her while he brought her closer toward the edge again. Changing the angle, he tilted her hips, pulling a pillow over and placing it under her, he pushed into her faster, rotating his hips on each downward thrust, the swiveling motion hitting her clit each time. Taryn cried out as he hit the right spot, arching into his strokes again and again. “Open your eyes. Look at me. Know who is making you come,” he demanded. Her eyes jerked open. “Jett,” she screamed, her head thrown back, the pleasure so intense it took all her willpower to do as he’d commanded. Their bodies slammed together, his groan was accompanied by a loud growl. He let go of her shoulder and gripped the headboard, she was sure she heard the wood splinter as his thrusts increased. She didn’t think she could come again, but then he pulled out, flipping her to her stomach, raising her onto her knees, and drove into her from behind. “One more time. I want to feel you milking my cock.” Her gasp of pleasure was her only answer. Kneeling behind her, Jett’s strokes came faster, his hands on her hips held her steady for his thrusts. Taryn’s pussy clenched around him. The rhythm he set up was fast and furious, and one she had no hope of denying, not that she wanted to. He pressed his fingers against her clit, circling it, then rubbed side-to-side. “Yes, oh god, yes.” She balanced with her knees farther apart, and then her climax hit, throwing her headlong into a vortex of pleasure. Her fangs elongated, wanting to sink into his flesh and mark him. Instead, she bit into the pillow. Jett followed her, his orgasm making a mini spasm go off in her. If they’d been mates he’d have been knotted inside her. A pang of loss hit her. He draped over her back, their sweat cooling as they caught their breaths. “Did I hurt you, sweets?” She tried for nonchalance, but with him still inside and over her she wasn’t sure if she could pull it off. “No, but you’re kinda heavy.” She wiggled for effect. He chuckled softly. “You keep moving that fine ass, and you’ll get fucked again.” “Hmm, I don’t think I’m up for that just yet,” she said then yawned for affect. Jett kissed the side of her throat. “Stay still. I’ll be right back,” he said as he slid out of her. Amazon: http://amzn.to/1HZ3Jan  Elle Boon Author Bio I’m a wife and mother who is a retired stay at home mom of 2. I say retired because my youngest is 14 and my oldest is 20. When my baby went to school, reading saved my sanity, and then the same year he started school, I was diagnosed with Cancer, again reading saved my sanity. When I recovered and realized how quickly life could change, I made a bucket list. The number one thing was to live. Check. On top of that list was to become a published author. Check. Eight years later I have accomplished that goal and several others. I live in the Midwest, but I”m a southern girl with only a slight twang who says y’all quite frequently, and am known to say “Bless Your Heart” A LOT. If you know what that means, you do not want to be the one I say that to, lol. I cuss worse than if a trucker and a sailor were put together, but I do it with class *WEG*. I write what I love to read, erotic romance. My books are definitely full of lots of story, but I leave nothing to the imagination in or out of the bedroom. My hope is that after readers have read one of my stories, they fall in love with the characters as much as I have. The best part of my new journey is that I get to create new worlds, and have all kinds of stories in my head just waiting to be written. I truly love to hear from readers. You can find me on Twitter, Facebook or my website, but I’m on Facebook ALL the time, so find me. I’d love to hear from you J www.elleboon.com https://www.facebook.com/elle.boon https://www.facebook.com/pages/Elle-Boon-Author/1429718517289545 https://twitter.com/ElleBoon1 http://www.amazon.com/Elle-Boon/e/B00K03HY42/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1415849092&sr=1-2-ent
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BLOG TOUR - Her Loyal Seal by Caitlyn O'Leary

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Her Loyal Seal: Midnight Delta Book 2
Kidnapped and Nearly Broken Lydia Hidalgo is still defiant as she and her family are sentenced to death at the hands of the Mexican drug cartel.  Not knowing if she will survive, her one request is that her sister will be cared for. A Daring Rescue Clint Archer and his team mates will stop at nothing to rescue Lydia and her family from their captors.  Having to carry this brave woman for five days through the jungle creates a bond that he cannot resist. Clinging To Life The closer they get to civilization, the slimmer Lydia’s chance of survival becomes.  The Midnight Delta SEAL team work desperately to get her the help she needs, while Clint finds himself losing his heart more each day. Links to Buy: AMAZON: http://tinyurl.com/hkwccy7 AMAZON UK: http://tinyurl.com/hml6dj3 ALL ROMANCE E-BOOKS: http://tinyurl.com/jtob6mm Loyal Seal Teaser 2 SEXerpt..opps I mean Excerpt: After the conversation with Drake, it all made sense.  Clint was holding on by a thread.  He had the exact same instincts as Drake, he wanted to hide her away someplace safe.  He just hid his caveman side better than Drake did.  Last night had probably terrified him. She tried to lift her arms to offer him solace, but once again realized that she was trapped by the straps of her bra. “Please let me take this off.” “On one condition,” Clint said.  She had never heard his voice so deep before.  It was as if it was coming from a place deep in his core. “What?” “You do whatever I say tonight.  I almost lost you and it’s eating me alive.  Will you do this?”  Damn, she could see that he was unsure, and it about killed her. “Clint, we’re still new to one another.  But know this.  Whenever it is within my power to give to you, I will always provide you what you need.”  He framed her face, his eyes assessing, finally he nodded.  Peeling of her bra, he took her hands so that they touched the suede headboard. “Keep your hands there, okay baby?”  Lydia swallowed and nodded. Clint got off the bed and stripped, and then slid her panties down and off her legs.  He stood beside the bed and looked down at her for long, long moments. Lydia’s nipples tightened and her mouth had watered as Clint’s erect flesh came into view.  She was pretty sure that tonight wasn’t just about making love for Clint, it was about him needing to claim her.  For her, it was an affirmation of life. She had never seen men battle before.  Hearing the gunshots, seeing that dead body in their bedroom, and then having Clint go outside had frightened her to death.  Intellectually she had known he was a capable soldier, a SEAL, but she had been scared out of her mind that he was going to die.  This was their first time to really be close again, and she needed everything he could give her. “Lydia, will you keep your hands where I told you?” “Yes,” she breathed out softly. He sat down beside her and splayed his hand out on her stomach.  She looked down and loved seeing how they looked together.  Masculine to feminine.  His hand made her feel so safe, but then he stroked through her curls, and parted her intimate flesh, his fingers met with a warm wet welcome. “Baby, you couldn’t be any more perfect.”  He delved further, and sank inside her.  “Spread your legs for me.” Lydia shuddered at the carnal request.  She wanted to do what he asked.  She wanted to give him exactly what seemed to so desperately need, but years of conditioning made it so difficult. “Lydia, I love your body, and the idea of you showing it to me, pleases me.” As if he had uttered a magic phrase, Lydia parted her legs.  Dots hovered around the edges of her vision as she forgot to breathe. “You mean everything to me.  Pleasuring you…loving you…keeping you safe…will be my life’s work.” Clint loved her gently at first, his hand, fingers and tongue a symphony on her flesh guiding her ever upwards.  As she soared, he demanded more from her, his strokes turning even more powerful, her body’s responses were not her own.  She didn’t even know that pleasure could be so brutal or that she could embrace such need, such a frenzy of passion. “Again,” he demanded. “I can’t,” she said as her hands finally moved to touch his head. His green eyes glittered upwards.  “Do you want me to stop?  Really?” “No!  I need you inside me.  Please, I need us together this time.”  Then she saw the real Clint.  Ah God, he was feeling guilty.  Just for an instant, she saw the emotion flash across his face.  That was why he was denying himself.  Not on her watch! “Please, you promised to give me what I needed.  You promised Clint.”  He hesitated. “Lydia, I-” “We love each other.  The only way this will ever work is if we are both here for each other.  Please love, please, I’m begging you.  Let me be here for you too.”  She watched as he struggled.  He bent his head to her tummy. “I can’t lose you Lydia.” “You denying us, will tear us apart.”  She ran her fingers through his hair, and then tugged so that he was forced to look at her.  “You know this.  You know you saved me. I know that I’m always going to be able to depend on you.” “But it was so close.”  His breathing was ragged. She pulled out the big guns. “Not only do I trust you with my life, I trust you with our children’s lives.  We are all going to be safe with you watching over us Clint Anthony Archer.” He went wild.   He pulled her hands away from his head and pressed them back against the headboard. “Now keep them there.” His lips bit kisses all over her body.  She writhed against him, she couldn’t get close enough.  Vaguely she noted him finally putting on protection, happy that they were finally going to make love, but sad that there needed to be a barrier between them.  Still the man hesitated. “Clint, don’t make me beg.” “Never.”  He slid against her entrance and she jerked upwards.  He held her down.  “We agreed my way tonight.”  He waited for her nod. Lydia reveled in his gentle advancements, she had no recourse but to try to tempt him with her body, and hold him tight so he would stay. “You’re killing me.”  Clint’s expression was grim, as he tried to continue to go slow, but Lydia was as determined that he go fast.  She was desperate for the feel of her man.  She closed her eyes, concentrating on their joined bodies, and moisture pulsed in welcome. “Fuck!” Clint lunged and Lydia cried with rapture.  But even then Clint gave her a quick look of concern, and flipped them over so that she was on top.  Soon they were twisting and twining their bodies merged, both trying to please the other.  Finally thought was no longer possible, only feeling was left, and they skyrocketed to another dimension, safe in one another’s arms. Vigilant Seal 4Her Vigilant Seal:  Midnight Delta Book 1 A Heart of Gold Sophia Anderson takes care of everyone but herself. She will stop at nothing to keep her family safe. When she goes searching for her runaway little brother in a bad part of town, she becomes the one in need of rescue. A White Knight Navy SEAL, Mason Gault, faced many dangers while in the line of duty. No matter how bad a mission has gone, he finds solace in three things: His family, friends and the waves of the Pacific. When he hears a woman’s screams for help, he charges in to save her without a second thought. A Dangerous Love Sophia is burdened with scars from her past. Mason understands that empowering her spirit is just as important as protecting her well-being. As their love and passion soars, so do threats against her. Can Mason continue to be the compassionate white knight that she needs, while ensuring her safety? Links to Buy: AMAZON US: http://tinyurl.com/nu5wum3 AMAZON UK: http://tinyurl.com/oxwwrxu KOBO: http://tinyurl.com/nowmlnw ALL ROMANCE: http://tinyurl.com/nbkub6c seal teaser 3-jpeg  
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Caitlyn O'Leary was raised in a small town in the Pacific Northwest. She has been an avid reader. Her earliest creative writing endeavors consisted of "ghost writing" exercises in which she pretended to be her younger brothers and sisters when she did their homework assignments before they turned them in as their own. Years in corporate America honed her ability to manipulate words by day, and at night she read everything she could get her hands on, including many, romances! Happily married to her long, tall Texan and living in Southern California, Caitlyn has finally found the time to write very steamy happily-every-afters for Siren/Bookstrand. She has just started writing the Found series. It's a bit Paranormal, a bit Sci-Fi and 100% Action/Adventure. The characters have special abilities, that make them targets. She loves to hear from her readers. caitlyn@caitlynoleary.com Keep Up With Caitlyn O’Leary Facebook:  http://tinyurl.com/nuhvey2 Twitter:  https://twitter.com/CaitlynOLearyNA Pinterest:  http://tinyurl.com/q36uohc Goodreads:  http://tinyurl.com/nqy66h7 Website:  www.caitlynoleary.com Email:  Caitlyn@caitlynoleary.com
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COVER REVEAL - Sweet On You by Marianne Rice from Limitless Publishing


Today we are revealing the cover of Marianne Rice's Contemporary Romance, Sweet on You! This first installment in the Wilde Sisters Series is set to release on January 26th from Limitless Publishing!


Sweet on You by Marianne Rice
Series: The Wilde Sisters #1
Release Date: January 26, 2016
Publisher: Limitless Publishing
Cover Designer: TOJ Publishing Services
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An extravagant cake design brings small town baker Trent Kipson to fame…

After gaining social media exposure of his culinary art, Trent’s cake design goes viral. Soon he’s contacted by the Cooking Network to host a new show in California. It’s the opportunity of a lifetime for the owner of a modest shop in Portland, Maine, and the financial freedom the network offers could be the answer to all of his monetary problems.

Fitness instructor Rayne Wilde wants the life every small-town girl dreams of…

Rayne wishes for a future full of romance and the pitter-patter of little feet. She wants it all, including a white picket fence and a dog named Spot—which is exactly why she refuses to sleep with Trent, the sexy man who attends her Zumba classes. After a series of dead-end relationships, this time she really is in love. Trent is special, and the fear of letting him slip through her fingers keeps her advances at bay.

Life is waiting—all it takes is a leap of faith...

As their friendship grows and skeletons creep out of their closets, their relationship is put to the test. Stakes get higher, and the spark between them burns hotter than ever before.

Can they handle the heat when life-changing secrets are exposed, or will the fear of being burned send them on two different paths?


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Marianne Rice writes contemporary romances set in small New England towns. Her heroes are big and strong, yet value family and humor, while her heroines are smart, sexy, sometimes a little bit sassy, and are often battling a strong internal conflict. Together, they deal with real life issues and always, always, find everlasting love. When she’s not writing, Marianne spends her time buying shoes, eating chocolate, chauffeuring her herd of children to their varying sporting events, and when there’s time, cuddling with her husband, a drink in one hand, a romance book in the other.

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COVER REVEAL - The Vampires Daughter

Front EBOOK Web Size - Vampire's Daughter The Vampire’s Daughter by Leigh Anderson

Cover by Cherith Vaughn Publisher: Rogue Phoenix Press Genre: Gothic Paranormal Historical Romance Publication Date: March 22, 2016
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When Ethan discovers that the love of his life, Victoria, is actually the child of a monstrous beast and must marry another man to save her family, he retreats to a monastery to live out the rest of his days alone. But the Church has other ideas. Ethan’s mentor asks him to lead famous vampire hunter Dom Calmet back to his home village to rid the town of the vampires that plague it. Ethan must then take a journey, emotionally and literally, back to the town of his youth and choose between love and faith when he once again meets The Vampire’s Daughter. Containing many tropes of a classic Gothic novel combined with the sensuality of a passionate romance, The Vampire’s Daughter will leave you gasping for more.

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EXCERPT Victoria rode her horse Gregory toward the village at a steady pace. She was looking forward to seeing Ethan, and Gregory was glad to be out of the barn. As she got close to the village, she could sense something was wrong. She could hear the faint sound of a woman crying. Sorrow seemed to hang on the air. As she got closer, she could see a few people moving about quickly and quietly. Some were boarding up their windows; others were reinforcing their animal enclosures. Riding through the town, the usually cold people looked at her with disgust. In one house, she saw a little child pointing at her until the mother came up to close the drapes. A group of older women gathering firewood stopped and mumbled as she got closer. She dismounted at the blacksmith’s and greeted the man with a smile, but he did not repay her in kind. “Thank you for watching Gregory for me for a few hours, sir,” she said as she tied him in his usual stall. “No need to thank me,” he replied as he untied the horse and gave her back the reigns. “Why?” she prodded, confused. “You should not be here,” was all he said as he headed inside. She led her horse back out into the street and looked around. There was hardly anyone about. A few prying eyes watched her from the houses. “I have just as much right to be here as any of you,” she thought to herself as she held her head up high. She felt herself getting mad, but she wasn’t sure why. Why were the people staring and pointing at her? Why would the blacksmith say she didn’t belong there? What had she done to any of them? She decided to go to her future home and see if Ethan was there. She tied her horse to the hitching post at the end of the walk. She approached the house and ran her fingers through what looked like claw marks on the oak front door. She did not remember seeing them there before. “Hello?” she called inside as she opened the door. A small fire was going in the fireplace, telling her Ethan had been there and most likely would return. She felt herself calm down and her anger at the people melt away. The room was warm and safe. She closed the door and looked around the cottage. It already looked so homey, fully furnished with curtains on the windows and rugs on the floors. She ascended the wooden steps to the second floor and opened the first door to a room on the left. It was small with equally small furniture - most likely a child’s room. She imagined that one day, her and Ethan’s children would be playing on that floor looking up at her with wide-eyed wonderment. Then their eyes reflected fear, and she thought of how the townspeople reacted to her today and how, even now, she was an outcast. She sighed, frowned, and shut the door on the frightened children she imagined were there. She opened a door on her right and found the master bedroom. She entered the room, took off her cape, and hung it on a hook by the door. She walked over and placed her small hand on the large pine spindles of the bed. She walked to the far side of the bed, running her fingers over the covers. A multi-colored crotched blanket overlaid a beautiful pink and ecru quilt. She folded the blanket back so it only covered the foot of the bed and the quilt could be more fully seen. The quilt was so soft to the touch. She bent down and put her cheek to the fabric. She sighed in delight. She looked at the door and listened to see if anyone was there. When she only heard silence, she took off her shoes, climbed up onto the bed and laid long ways across it. It was a large bed. She stretched her hands way above her head and still could barely touch the other end. She laughed at herself and how she found such delight in such a simple thing. “What are you doing?” a voice asked. “Ahh!” she screamed and sat up straight and turned toward the voice. “Ethan! You startled me!” “I startled you?” he asked. “What are you doing in my house?” “Your house?” she asked. “I thought this was our house.” Ethan began to laugh as he put the wooden club he was carrying by the door. “You should see yourself,” he said. “Why were you so afraid? I did not mean to scare you.” “Oh, I do not know,” she replied, settling herself down. “Everyone was just acting so strange when I got here. I guess I am just on edge...” she trailed off, noticing the club. “What is that for?” “Oh, well, do not worry about that,” he said, taking off his coat and sitting on the other side of the bed. “Everyone is a little nervous. Some wolves came into town on Sunday night and killed a man.” “Oh, my goodness,” Victoria said, putting her hand to her mouth. “That is awful. Who was it?” “Mr. Stanek,” he said. “We just had the funeral this morning,” “I am sorry I missed it,” she lamented. “It’s all right; you had no way of knowing about it.” “Still, I feel awful.” She laid back and placed her head on one of the pillows. Ethan looked at the sorrow on her face. He knew Father James was wrong about her. She cared and felt deeply for every person. “Wait!” she said, sitting straight up again. “You said ‘wolves’ as in many of them? Is that what clawed the front door?” she asked. “Yes,” he said. “There were five by my count, but some people saw more.” “A whole pack attacked the town?” she asked. “That is like something out of an old legend, back when werewolves ruled the woods at night.” “I know,” Ethan said. “The whole town is worried about the next full moon. Everyone is boarding up their windows and reinforcing their doors. I’m sure they are overreacting, though. Werewolves. How silly. They were just normal wolves. This cold weather probably has them desperate for food.” “You actually saw them?” she asked. “My God, are you all right? You were not injured, were you?” She crawled over to him and put her hand on his face. “No, no, I’m fine,” he said, chuckling over the fuss she was making. He liked how much she cared for him. “I’m fine,” he whispered, looking at her beautiful face. His face turned stone serious and he exhaled slowly. She could tell by the way he was looking at her he wanted something. He turned his body to face her, reached up and pulled her toward him. She closed her eyes and let him kiss her. He stood up to kick off his shoes. She lay on the bed with her head on a pillow. He crawled up next to her and just looked at her for a moment. She pulled her feet up under her gown in a fetal position and put her hands under her cheek on the pillow. Ethan reached over and took the pins out of her hair, letting it frame her face. She looked so innocent, so pure. Her white skin was flawless and her dark eyes were glossy. She was not evil. If anything she was godly, angelic. He leaned over to kiss her, but she pulled back. “Ethan,” she said. “Do you…would you mind if…maybe we…” She didn’t want to hurt his feelings, but she needed to ask him something. “What?” he asked. He reached a reassuring hand to her and rubbed her shoulder. “What is it?” “It’s …maybe we could not do that today. I still have not confessed from last time, and it has been a bad couple of days. Things have not gone well at home. I don’t need any more sin on my conscience right now.” “Oh, sweetie. That’s all right,” he said. “Don’t worry about it. I don’t want to do anything you’re not comfortable with.” “Have you talked to Father James yet? I really need to see him.” “Oh, yes. I did speak to him…” He didn’t want to tell her what Father James had said, but he did not want to lie to her, either. “He was not happy, as expected,” he said. “He still wants me to go to Rome, of course.” “Of course he would,” she agreed. “He is still upset; I doubt he would absolve you of anything right now. Or me for that matter. I actually never confessed after last time either. Don’t worry, though, I am sure that in a few days, he will calm down and see that we are doing the right thing.” “I hope so,” she said. “Did you tell your father?” he asked. “No, I have not been feeling well; I have not even seen him since Sunday. I think my nerves are making me tense. It has only been a couple of days; there is still plenty of time.” “We have all the time in the world,” he said and smiled. His tone and happy demeanor calmed her so much she almost forgot about the wolves, and the priest, and the way the people in town were acting, and the women back home. All she wanted was to be with him forever. She leaned over and gave him an enticing kiss. “I thought you were feeling guilty!” he said, pushing her gently away. “If I die without confessing my already many and egregious sins, I suppose it makes no difference if I have one more added to the list, does it?” “No, I suppose it doesn’t!” he said, climbing onto her, wrapping his arms all the way around her, holding her just as close and tight as he could. He rolled over and let her lay on his chest as they kissed. She straddled him to keep from falling over. She ran her tongue down his neck and kissed his chest. He reached down, pulled up her dress and caressed both of her legs. He ran his hands up to the top of her thigh-high stockings and touched her soft skin. She put the full weight of her body on top of him and he kissed her forehead. He slowly removed one of her stockings, feeling her bare, exposed skin from her thigh to her toes. He then removed the other stocking, a little more quickly this time. Victoria breathed heavily; the room was hot. Ethan was burning for her. Ethan’s hot breath on her skin was almost more than she could handle. She reached a hand under his shirt and touched the skin of his rigid stomach. The sensation of her cold touch on his skin made Ethan gasp, but he took it as a sign that the shirt needed to be removed. He sat up and removed it while she still straddled his lap. He suckled and bit her neck and chest and caressed her thighs while she ran her fingers through his hair. The way his muscles had a slightly moist sheen in the subdued light filtering in from the window dressings excited her. She reached around her back to try to find the many buttons that ran from her neckline to her waist. Ethan’s hands followed hers and realized what she was trying to do. He laughed a little, out of surprise and joy. He had an easier time removing the buttons from their loops than she did. He only got about halfway down when he thought the dress would be loose enough to take off. They both got up on their knees and he helped pull the heavy gown over her head. His face sank for a moment when he saw the full-length shift she was wearing underneath a fully laced corset. She laughed when she saw his expression. “You did not think it was going to be that easy, did you?” she asked. “Sorry if I seem a bit eager,” he said. She felt relieved; she could breathe better and she felt lighter with the gown off. Ethan kissed her while she ran her fingers down his naked back. He reached around her and began pulling at the laces on her corset. She did not protest. She did not care if Helena noticed the lacings or not. She did not care if her father found out. What could he do about it after it was already done? If she gave herself to Ethan, let him have her most prized possession, it was hers to give. Ethan removed the corset and laid himself fully on top of her. She undid the top button on his pants. She moved her fingers deeper inside his pants to undo the next one and he groaned in anticipation. “Victoria,” he said, propping himself up and looking at her. “Victoria. I love you so much.” He reached up and brushed some stray hairs away from her face. “Are you sure this is what you want?” “I want you, Ethan,” she said, running her hands up his back. “I love you.” He leaned back down and sucked on her neck. She held him tightly to her. He moved both of his hands to her legs and pulled her chemise up almost to her waist. He kissed her so strongly and his tongue prodded her mouth so deeply he almost gagged her, but she did not dare protest for fear he would stop. Her breath quickened. He did not want to go too quickly. This was the first time for both of them. He wanted to make sure it was perfect. She was about to tell him to take her when a terrible feeling flooded over her. It was as if someone inside her head told her to run. She froze, trying to listen to the voice. Ethan felt her tense up. He stopped because he was afraid he had hurt her or that she had changed her mind. “Victoria?” he began. “Shhhhh!” she said, holding up a hand to silence him. Her harsh tone shocked him. She did not mean to sound cruel, but something was certainly wrong. He saw a disturbed look on her face. All of her senses seemed to come alive - she could see and hear everything around her. Hushed tones, the light clang of weapons, the smell of the cold air wafting in through an open door. “Ethan!” she said, letting go of him and sitting straight up. “Someone is in the house!” She had a feeling it was more than someone simply looking for them – they were in danger. “What?” he asked as he got up, closed his pants, and moved toward the door. She stood on the far side of the bed, pulled down her undergarment, and looked around for something she might be able to use to defend herself, but there was no time. As Ethan reached for the door, an unimaginable sense of danger overwhelmed her. “No!” she screamed. He stopped, but it was too late. Someone kicked in the door, and several of the village men entered the room followed by Father James.    

 

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Leigh Anderson

Leigh Anderson is an American author and editor living and traveling in Asia. She has a master’s degree in English and her thesis was on Gothic imagery in vampire literature. You can learn more about her at her website LeighAndersonRomance.com.
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Monday 14 December 2015

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He kills; She heals. How do you choose- heart or head?
From the outside, it appears that Juliette Patrice has the perfect life. Her career is her number one priority, matched only by her desire to fulfill her parent’s enormous expectations.
Lucas 'Timber' Blake is the Sergeant-At-Arms of the Black Shamrocks MC. A violent man who cares only for his Club and his family, he's wrong for Juliette in every logical way.
Still dealing with the fallout from the explosive events earlier in the year, Lucas is tested further when Juliette is dragged into the middle of the war between rival Clubs. A war that's already had fatal consequences.
Common sense tells her to run. Her emotions compel her to stay. The time has arrived for Juliette to begin MAKING CHOICES.Making Choices - BUY LINKS

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Kylie Hillman is an Australian author.
Wife to a Harley-riding, boating and fishing, four-wheel driving quintessential Aussie bloke. Mum to two crazy, adorable, and original kids. Crohn's Disease sufferer and awareness campaigner. She’s also an avid tea drinker, a connoisseur of 80s/90s rock music, and is known for lacing everything she says with sarcasm and inappropriate innuendo.
Formerly working in finance, she was forced to reevaluate her plans for her life when severe Crohn's Disease brought her corporate career to a screeching halt. Restarting her childhood hobbies of writing and reading to alleviate the monotony of being sick and housebound, she found her calling and is enjoying life to the max. A typical day is spent in the "real" world where she hangs out with her awesome family and "book" world where she gets to chill with her fictional characters.
Kylie writes the books she wants to read. A lover of strong men who aren't perfect and aren't afraid to admit it, straight talking women who embrace their vulnerabilities, and real life gritty stories, she hopes these themes shine through her writing. An avid reader of all genres, Kylie hopes to release books that keep the reader on the edge of their seat- be it with suspense, romance, or laughter.
Her debut, Seizing Control, is book one in the Black Shamrocks MC series. It is a dark, gritty, and sexy story following the Club and the O'Brien family. Making Choices, book two in the series will be available in December 2015. It is anticipated that the series will contain five full length novels.

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