Revenge by Lexi Blake

 

 

Passion and danger collide in the latest contemporary romance featuring the Lawless siblings—from New York Times bestselling author Lexi Blake.

When Drew Lawless discovers a fatal flaw in his plan to avenge his parents’ deaths, he turns to the one woman he promised he wouldn’t touch. He offers her a deal, one that will bring her into his investigation, his life, and his bed.

Investigative reporter Shelby Gates never dreamed how twisted the case would become—or how fascinated she would be with Drew. Every day they spend together binds them. And every night brings her closer to realizing he might be the man for her.

As Drew’s feelings for Shelby grow, so does the danger. From the streets of Dallas to Austin’s high-tech business world, Drew and Shelby play a game begun twenty years before—a game they will win, or die trying.

 

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This is the third book in the Lawless series by Lexi Blake and it’s about the most difficult of the Lawless boys and that’s Drew. The ongoing storyline of who killed the Lawless kids parents comes to a conclusion, and it’s quite a whopper of an ending. No big surprise though, Lexi is fantastic at coming up with some mega-amazing plot bunnies. And no, I’m not going to disclose any here.

 

Drew has been dealing with pesky reporter Shelby Gates who has been trying to look into his parents deaths, but he’s been throwing road blocks at her, including lawyers. Now, he plans to use Shelby to solve the case once and for all, especially since he knows who the fourth culprit is and he plans on using Shelby to draw them out. He has her sign a contract, promising her the rights to the information so she can publish, but he has no intention on letting her keep that material. He also has her pretend to be his girlfriend. This would never backfire on him, would it?

 

As always, I just loved this book, though there were so many times in this book I wanted to drop kick Drew for his behavior and how he planned on treating Shelby. But, a happy ending was had by all. And just maybe we’ll get another book out of this series with Noah? Unless he crosses over into Ian’s world.

 

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Shelby brushed her lips against his, her whole body seeming to come to life. His lips were soft, his hands tight. He was enveloping her and she was completely defenseless against him.

She wrapped her arms around him as the kiss deepened, and suddenly she didn’t want to play it safe anymore. She’d been in her shell for so long and she wanted to come out of it, wanted to feel again. She dragged her tongue over his lower lip, and it seemed to awaken the beast in Drew.

He took over, the kiss going from sweet to carnal in an instant. His mouth opened, tongue sliding over hers and dominating with strength and a sensuality she’d never come across before. He kissed her long and hard, his hands molding to the curves of her body. Over and over again his tongue danced with hers. Never before had a kiss seemed so effortless. It was like they’d been kissing forever.

For a man who claimed he was socially awkward, he sure could kiss like a god.

It was getting out of hand, but she didn’t care. Nothing mattered except getting more of him. She could feel his cock under her, hardening, lengthening, getting ready for what it was meant to do. He could ease her back against the table, pull off her jeans and panties. It would be incendiary, like a rocket going off, an explosion she couldn’t contain. She could feel herself getting soft and wet and ready for him, as though her body had recognized its natural mate and wasn’t taking no for an answer.

“See, I told you we have chemistry.” His words rumbled along her lips.

She couldn’t argue with him. The world around them seemed hazy and unreal. There was nothing except his touch and scent and the sight of his eyes looking at her like he could eat her up. She knew she should stop him, knew it was getting out of control, but she couldn’t find the will. It had been so damn long since she wanted something she could actually have.

She wanted him.

Shelby let her fingers sink into his hair, drawing him back down. Breakfast could wait. She needed more of him.

 

 

 

NY Times and USA Today bestselling author Lexi Blake lives in North Texas with her husband, three kids, and the laziest rescue dog int eh world. She began writing at a young age, concentrating on plays and journalism. It wasn’t until she started writing romance and urban fantasy that she found the stories of her heart. She likes to find humor in the strangest places and believes in happy endings no matter how odd the couple, threesome, or foursome may seem.

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The Darkest Corner (Gravediggers Book 1) by Liliana Hart

The Darkest Corner (Gravediggers Book 1) by Liliana Hart

Date of Publication: May 23, 2017

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New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author Liliana Hart’s first book in her suspenseful Gravediggers series, featuring an elite group of mysterious men who might be dead to the world, but are also tasked with saving it—and no one can ever know.

The Gravediggers aren’t exactly what they seem. They’re the most elite of the world’s fighting forces—and all they have in common is that they’ve been betrayed by the countries they’ve died for. Because they are dead. To their country, their military, and their families.

Sometimes the dead do rise…

Deacon Tucker is a dead man walking. A former black ops agent, he was disavowed and stripped of all honor before being recruited as a Gravedigger. But his honor and good name no longer matter, because no one knows he’s alive, and he’ll never get the recognition he deserves. His mission is simple: save the world or die trying. And for God’s sake, don’t ever fall in love. That’s a rule punishable by death. The kind of death a man can’t be brought back from.

Tess Sherman is the only mortician in Last Stop, Texas. She has no idea how Deacon Tucker ended up in her funeral home, but she’ll eat her hat if he’s only a funeral home assistant. Deacon is dangerous, deadly, and gorgeous. And she knows her attraction to him can only end in heartache.

Deacon is on a mission to stop the most fatal terror attack the world has ever known—what’s known as The Day of Destiny—a terrorist’s dream. But when he discovers Tess has skills he can use to stop them, he has to decide if he can trust her with secrets worth dying for. And, most important, he has to decide if he can trust her with his heart.

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She was making him crazy.

He’d spent the better part of his afternoon observing Levi while he went through each stage of the psych evaluations. It wasn’t pleasant. He’d strapped him into the chair and attached the virtual reality goggles to his head. And then he’d punch play on the program that had been designed specifically for Gravediggers, and hope like hell Levi was strong enough to withstand it. Each phase of the testing got more difficult. It wasn’t easy for someone with the most rested mind and body. He couldn’t imagine what it was like after just having woken up from a death induced by medication that caused hallucinations, when it was a struggle to keep the contents of your stomach down and the headaches were debilitating. It was normally a five-day minimum before psych evals could be administered.

Tess had never left his mind. And that was dangerous. Distractions in his line of work could be catastrophic. After watching Levi tortured for two hours, recalling Eve’s words about using Tess however he could, and thinking of kissing Tess again, he was in a damned foul mood by the time he unhooked Levi and all but carried his sweat-soaked body back to the bed.

What he needed was physical labor, which immediately made him think about laying Tess out on the first available surface and doing wicked things to her. Since that wasn’t the best idea, considering all the cameras, he figured hammering something might be the next best option. And Tess’s pipes were at the top of the list.

He’d caught sight of her on the cameras, and he could tell she was agitated about something because her hair had grown a couple of sizes by the time she finally told Dante and Axel to hit the road. He waited until they were out of the picture to tell her about her noisy pipes, and then it didn’t take much poking and prodding to get her all riled up.

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Liliana Hart is a New York Times, USA Today, and Publisher’s Weekly Bestselling Author of more than 40 titles. After starting her first novel her freshman year of college, she immediately became addicted to writing and knew she’d found what she was meant to do with her life. She has no idea why she majored in music.

Since self-publishing in June of 2011, Liliana has sold more than 3 million ebooks and been translated into eight languages. She’s appeared at #1 on lists all over the world and all three of her series have appeared on the New York Times list. Liliana is a sought after speaker and she’s given keynote speeches and self-publishing workshops to standing-room-only crowds from California to New York to London.

Liliana can almost always be found at her computer writing or on the road giving workshops for SilverHart International, a company she founded with her partner, Scott Silverii, where they provide law enforcement, military, and fire resources for writers so they can write it right. Liliana is a recent transplant to Southern Louisiana, where she’s getting used to the humidity and hurricane season, and plotting murders (for her books, of course).

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Under Her Wings by Anne Marie Citro

Have you ever wondered why you’re so lucky?
Then you wake up and it’s all gone.
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UNDER HER WINGS
Anne Marie Citro
Series: Sistas Book 1
Genre: Contemporary Romance, New Adult
Publication Date: August 1, 2016
Wishing for death while living through hell, Gabriella is rescued off the rocks of a Scottish loch at the lowest moment of her life by the hot, humorous Edward and the sexy, staid Liam. The two men nurse the despondent woman back to health while teaching her how to pick up the pieces of her life. Both are captivated by her and vie for her attention.
Friendships are formed and secrets revealed. One man will become her lover, while the other becomes her best friend. Together, they have a past they cannot change, a present they must live through, and a future yet to be discovered. However, every time things appear to settle down for the trio, fate deals another blow, testing their trust and faith in each other and the love they have created.
Gabriella discovers the beauty of Scotland and life anew as she learns that trust is a two-way street that can either strengthen bonds or destroy relationships. Will she accept all that she learns or continue to believe she is betraying the memories she ran from?

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Gillian hung up the phone with a heart-wrenching sob. That phone call had been the hardest one she had ever had to make. She curled into a ball on her bed and wept for hours. Her phone rang repeatedly, but she chose to ignore it.

How did you recover when your soul knew that its mate was with someone else? If she died tomorrow, she would at least go with a clear conscience. She had tried to protect the person she loved most in the world.

Scattered all over the bed were the pictures the press had taken of Gabriella and Edward. She had also acquired pictures of Edward shielding Gabriella from the press at pubs and pictures of Gabriella wrapped in Edward’s arms in the back of an SUV with Liam driving. She didn’t have to look at them anymore; she knew every detail of every picture. They were seared into her brain. She was one of few people who knew that look of love and protection in Edward’s eyes.

It was final now. Edward had moved on. But how did she? Did she want to move on? Nope. She needed to let her heart bleed. Why stop now?

For the past year, she had been punishing herself for a crime she hadn’t committed. She knew why Edward believed it was her who had made the sex tape. One wrong joke had sealed her fate. It had left a tickle in the back of Edward’s mind, and because of it, she had been crucified. Damn! Why had she joked around so much back then?

As a typical Hollywood brat, everyone in the world expected her to fall into the same pattern as her mother. She had been blessed with the fairy tale childhood then had it all snatched away in her young adult life, leaving her with nothing and no one.

Stephanie Wainwright had been the gossip rags’ number one headliner. After she had successfully pushed Gillian’s father away, after years of accusing him of affairs then the death of their son, she had turned to the bottle, and she continued to make a spectacle of the family every chance she got.

Her dad was still Hollywood’s most sought-after actor who had just recently married a girl three years younger than Gillian. Her father wanted another son, and it looked like now he was going to get it—the second coming would arrive in two short months.

Damn, she had run out of vodka. She was going to have to walk to the liquor store and stock up. It was going to take more than one forty-pounder to make the pain of Edward and Gabriella go away. Karma was a bitch.

She had sat down to check her wallet for cash when the photo booth shots of her and Edward fell to the floor. As she bent down to pick them up, she leaned too far forwards and fell onto her hands and knees. She tried desperately to pick them up, but her hand-eye coordination was off.

She leaned her forehead down to the ground, while she screamed and cried.

God, she was totally pathetic. No wonder Edward didn’t want anything to do with her. He was much better off with Gabriella.

Thankfully, she passed out on the floor and was able to sleep it off, waking up the next morning with the worst hangover of her life. That was saying a lot since she had turned to the bottle for a while after Edward had broken up with her.

While lying on the floor, staring up at the ceiling, she remembered the day she had looked in the mirror and seen a younger version of her mother. She had quickly dumped all of the booze out and decided to become a woman Edward would have been proud of. After months of trying to find a way to get to Edward, she had finally given up and turned to charity work as an escape.

Getting up off the floor, she tried to push her hair off her face, but it was stuck there.

She stumbled into the bathroom and looked into the mirror. There, once again, was Mommy dearest staring back at her.

“Okay, regroup, girlfriend,” she said to the frightful mess of a woman staring back at her. “This is the first day of the rest of your life.” How many first days had she given herself in the last year? “It doesn’t matter. As long as I keep doing it, that’s the important thing, right?”

Still talking to the mirror, she continued, “You survived the conversation with Edward’s new girlfriend. You did what was right. Now you have to pull yourself together and become a woman Edward would be proud of. No, you need to become a woman you can be proud of.”

She brushed her teeth then jumped into the shower. Yup, today was the first day of the rest of her life, so she had better get to it and purchase a dress for the charity function she had later this week. Then she was off to Nepal for two months, building homes with Habitat for Humanity.

If she couldn’t save herself, maybe she could save someone else.

Fantastic read!! Loved it from start to finish. … The book was romantic, sad and funny. It made me laugh and cry. The story kept me intrigued and I just wanted to keep on reading as there was never a dull moment. I highly recommend reading this book.
– Liz Douglas, Amazon Reviewer

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This book is for the hopeless romantic, who believes everyone should get their happy ending. Even when happiness seems unattainable.
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LYRICS HEART & SOUL
Series: Sistas Book 2
Can the misfits of society considered substandard and their child/ youth worker teach a broken man that has no heart how to love? Can love and trust be taught? Ryder has what every person strives for yet it isn’t worth having if you have no one to share it with.
“Beautiful Story…A 2017 Summer Beach Read Not To Be Missed! I flew through each chapter and wished it would never end.”
– Annette Cosentino, Amazon reviewer
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THICKER THAN BLOOD
Series: Sistas Book 3
Can Caden put aside all of the hurt he suffered because of Dakota while trying to save her life? Dakota could die but she needs answers before she goes. Can she trust the man she thought would always be hers? Fate has a way of making you see the truth.
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Anne Marie Citro grew born and raised in the greater Toronto area of Ontario, Canada. She grew up in a large, loving family. Anne Marie is married to a very patient man. He is the love of her life. They have four very cool sons, and the girls they brought into their family that have become daughters of her heart. She has been blessed enough to finally have a beautiful granddaughter after four sons. She has her own personal gaggle of girlfriends, who enrich her life on a daily basis and make her laugh. Caesar Friday is her favorite day of the week. Caesars with the girls and date night with her hubby. She works with special-needs teenagers, that have taught her how to appreciate life and see it through gentler eyes.
Anne Marie was encouraged by her husband to follow her lifelong dream to write. She loves the characters that take over imagination and haunts her dreams. She loves the arts and she has tried her hand at painting, wood sculpting, chainsaw carving, wood burning, metal and wire sculptures. Yes, her husband is a very patient man! Anne Marie is an avid reader and enjoys about three books per week. But nothing makes her happier then riding on the back of her husband’s Harley and throwing her arms out and feeling the wind race by. Anne Marie and her husband take a few weeks every year to travel to spectacular destination around the world. Anne Marie is excited and can’t wait to see what the next chapter holds for her life.
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Anchor Me by J Kenner (Stark Trilogy #4)

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julie_anchorme300dpi625x1000FROM NEW YORK TIMES AND #1 INTERNATIONAL BESTSELLING AUTHOR J. KENNER comes the highly anticipated fourth novel in the fast-paced series including Release Me, Claim Me, and Complete Me. This sexy, emotionally charged romance continues the story of Damien Stark, the powerful multimillionaire who’s never had to take “no” for an answer, and his beloved wife Nikki Fairchild Stark, the Southern belle who only says “yes” on her own terms.

 

It’s a new chapter in the life of Nikki and Damien Stark …

 

Though shadows still haunt us, and ghosts from our past continue to threaten our happiness, my life with Damien is nothing short of perfection. He is my heart and my soul. My past and my future. He is the man who holds me together, and his love fuels my days and enchants my nights.

 

But when tragedy and challenge from both inside and outside the sanctity of our marriage begin to chip away at our happiness, I am forced to realize that even a perfect life can begin to crack. And if Damien and I are going to win this new battle, it will take all of our strength and love …

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If there is one name in book boyfriend land that sets my heart racing, it’s Damien Stark. That dominant, sexy, but oh-so supportive billionaire who puts Christian Grey to shame. Anchor Me is a full size novel in the series and my was it full of ups and downs, very much like a roller coaster.

We find Nikki and Damien in Dallas back in Nikki’s old neighborhood and she’s full of nerves about it. Then there’s her pitch to a company that could be a huge boost for her app company. It’s no wonder she ends up getting ill.

She also ends up with mommie dearest to contend with, on top of a text stalker, and an old nemesis. Through it all, Damien stands, sits ands definitely loves by her side. But he also keeps information from her, and that just might cause a problem or two.

There are some fairly emotional moments in this book, so you might want to keep the tissues handy, but I have to say, after just watching an internet show adaptation of a popular romance book, I’m sitting here dreaming up my fantasy cast for the Stark and Beyond series. It would most definitely have to be on late night cable, because…hello, we can’t cut out the kink. Just imagine. Who would YOUR dream cast be. *sighs happily*

5 Stark Approved Stars

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I stand there for a moment, enjoy the view and letting my imagination fill in the blanks. But I want more than imagination, and so I peel off the nightgown and let it drop onto the floor. I don’t usually sleep in one unless there are guests in the house, but I’d been wearing it on the couch last night, and Damien hadn’t undressed me when he put me to bed.

Now, I stand naked and watch the shape of him move in the steam. I’d been aroused even before I entered this room, simply from the thought of him. But now, seeing him in this wet heat, my body is on overdrive. My nipples are hard, my sex clenching with need. I want his touch—and I damn well intend to have it.

His back is to me when I open the door, his face in the pounding water. I’ve let a wash of cool air in, though, and he turns to face me. As he does, I see the heat flare in his eyes. More interesting, though, is the way his cock hardens, the immediacy of his reaction making absolutely clear that Damien has no objections to my joining him here this morning.

He opens his mouth to say something, but I press a finger over his lips, then step closer. He’s almost finished his shower, so his body is no longer slick with soap. I consider that a good thing, because as I kiss his chest, he tastes fresh and clean.

I move slowly down, licking his skin, teasing the light smattering of hair on his chest. I flick my tongue over his nipple and am rewarded by the way he grabs my hair, his body stiffening beneath my hands that are sliding down his body, too, keeping time with the progress of my kisses.

I go lower, dropping to my knees as I reach his navel. His abs are rock hard and the muscles quiver under my lips. I can tell I’m driving him crazy, and he tightens his grip on my hair even as his other hand reaches for the side of the stall to steady himself.

Lower and lower, my lips teasing his skin, tracing that magical line of hair that leads from just below his navel all the way down to his cock. And when I reach it, thick and wet, I draw my tongue along the velvet steel as Damien moans under my ministrations.

With purposeful slowness, I lick around the head, then flick the end of my tongue over the tip, tasting the pre-come. Then I draw him in, and as I do, the hand that Damien has twined in my hair shifts to the back of my head. At first he just holds me steady, but as I suck in long, deep strokes, he groans with satisfaction and longing, and tightens his grip.

Right now, I’m the one in control, but I can feel that control slipping from me. No, not slipping. Damien is grabbing it by grabbing me—by holding tight to my hair and keeping me in place as he fucks my mouth, totally turning the tables on me.

But I don’t care. I’m too turned on to care, and as his cock fills my mouth and water pounds down over us, I slip my hand between my legs and touch myself, then whimper softly. I’m slick and swollen and so turned on it’s painful, and as I suck my husband’s cock, I tease myself, seeking release.

I’m close, too, so close I can feel electricity filling my body like an approaching thunderstorm. I can feel the tension building in Damien, too, and I know the explosion is coming.

Doesn’t matter. He pulls back, leaving my mouth open in surprise. Then he pulls me to my feet and turns me around, his hands gliding over my wet skin as he spins me. “Hands on the wall,” he demands, and I comply eagerly as his fingers slide over my ass to find my core. And then his cock is there, and he’s pounding inside of me, his hands tight on my breasts as he orders me to “finish what you started, baby. Touch yourself. I want to feel you come with me.”

I don’t hesitate, and as Damien’s wet body slaps against mine—as he thrusts deeper and deeper inside me—I tease my clit, feeling the shockwaves gather inside me, readying for an explosion.

And when Damien’s body goes rigid—when he thrusts hard that one final time—when he releases completely inside me, that’s when I finally go over, my deep cry of satisfaction ringing out in harmony with his as our bodies shake and quiver together from the force of our simultaneous release.

When the shockwaves have faded, he turns me gently in his arms, then rinses me off before shutting off the stream of warm water. He opens the door, and steam curls into the rest of the bathroom.

He leads me out onto the fluffy bathmat, then uses a thick, cotton towel to dry me off.

Only then do I lean my head back, smile, and speak to him for the first time. “Good morning, Mr. Stark.”

“Yes,” he says, matching my grin. “It is.”

 

 

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Julie - J Kenner Author PhotoJ.Kenner (aka Julie Kenner) is the New York Times, USA Today, Publishers Weekly, Wall Street Journal and #1 International bestselling author of over seventy novels, novellas and short stories in a variety of genres.

Though known primarily for her award-winning and international bestselling erotic romances (including the Stark and Most Wanted series) that have reached as high as #2 on the New York Times bestseller list, JK has been writing full time for over a decade in a variety of genres including paranormal and contemporary romance, “chicklit” suspense, urban fantasy, and paranormal mommy lit.

JK has been praised by Publishers Weekly as an author with a “flair for dialogue and eccentric characterizations” and by RT Bookclub for having “cornered the market on sinfully attractive, dominant antiheroes and the women who swoon for them.” A five time finalist for Romance Writers of America’s prestigious RITA award, JK took home the first RITA trophy awarded in the category of erotic romance in 2014 for her novel, Claim Me (book 2 of her Stark Trilogy). Her Demon Hunting Soccer Mom series (as Julie Kenner) is currently in development with AwesomenessTV/Awestruck.

Her books have sold over three million copies and are published in over twenty languages.

In her previous career as an attorney, JK worked as a clerk on the Fifth Circuit Court of Appeals, and practiced primarily civil, entertainment and First Amendment litigation in Los Angeles and Irvine, California, as well as in Austin, Texas. She currently lives in Central Texas, with her husband, two daughters, and two rather spastic cats.

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A Fare To Remember by Opal Carew

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A Fare to Remember

A FARE TO REMEMBER by Opal Carew

Published by St. Martin’s Griffin

Publication Date: April 4, 2017

ISBNs: 9781250116680, 9781250116697

Price: Paperback $15.99, EBook $9.99

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A chance encounter leads to a passion they can’t forget in Opal Carew’s newest erotic romance!

Stevie has given up on love and just wants a simple life driving her taxi. But her plans are turned upside down when gorgeous billionaire Reid Jacobs steps into the back of her cab. Commanding and mysterious, he’s a temptation she can’t resist—and soon their torrid one night stand leads to an intoxicating affair. 

In Reid’s strong arms, Stevie finds herself falling harder than she ever imagined. But is she ready to trust again? And when his business partner falls for Stevie, will it change everything? One thing is clear: she’s about to take the ride of her life…. 

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A Fare To Remember is a standalone erotic romance by Opal Carew. It’s about a cab driver named Stevie. She’s perfectly happy to be driving her cab and then one night she picks up a rich business man. Reid. After coffee with him, things get intimate in a hurry. But Stevie doesn’t do relationships, nor does she do rich guys

She also is attracted to Dylan, his bad boy looking business partner so the three of them have a great time together, but then she decides she needs space. When a terrible accident happens, it tests everything, making their relationship precarious at best.

As always, I think Opal did an incredible job. I actually felt bad for Reid because a good part of the problem was Stevie’s attitude a lot of the time. I did find her to be selfish quite a bit, otherwise, a great story.

4 Subbie Stars

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Excerpt: A Fare to Remember by Opal Carew

“Have you ever thought of doing something else? My company—”

“Stop right there,” she said, leaning forward, her eyes intense. “I like driving a cab. It’s what I want to do. So don’t judge me or try to help me out of my sad, impoverished life. I’m doing what I love. That’s probably more than you can say.”

He laughed. “Touché. As it turns out, though, I do love what I do. It has become a bit lackluster recently though. I could use something new to liven things up.”

“Is that what this is all about?” she asked, her gaze cautious. “Asking me in for coffee? Talking to me like I’m a date? You want to screw the lady cabbie to add a little excitement to your life?”

“If I was pursuing you, it wouldn’t be so I could screw you.” He leaned in closer. “I would slowly and purposefully seduce you, then take you to heights of ecstasy far surpassing anything you have ever experienced before.”

Rather than looking shocked, her eyebrow quirked up. “That would be more difficult than you think. Hank might have been a jerk, but he was the best lay I’ve ever had.”

He grinned. “I’m sure I could meet the challenge.”

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Stevie couldn’t believe her own words. What the hell was she doing? But this guy, he was so … so … damn, he was so gut-wrenchingly sexy her hormones were boiling over in a wild fit of primal desire.

She reached for her coffee, purposefully brushing her hand against his. Electrifying desire sparked between them. She picked up her cup, making a decision she knew she would probably regret later, but right now, she didn’t care.

“All right.” Then she stood up and turned toward the door.

He followed her to the cab and got in, then she pulled away from the curb in silence.

She passed his hotel and drove another couple of blocks, then pulled down a side street. It was a quiet, out-of-the-way place she would sometimes use to grab a nap if needed during a long shift. She had friends in the neighborhood that looked out for her. She opened the door and got out of the cab. Her handsome passenger followed.

“Aren’t you going to come up to my hotel room?” he asked.

She walked toward him and rested her hand on his warm chest. A surge of adrenaline rushed through her.

“I think here will do fine.”

“You don’t like a comfortable bed?”

She smiled, loving the fact that she was keeping a man off balance for a change. She stroked up his chest, then along his jaw, the light dusting of whiskers sending tingles through her.

“I don’t need a bed.”

Then she cupped his cheeks and kissed him, feeling every bit in control.

Until his arms came around her and she felt herself crushed against his chest. He pulled off her hat and tossed it onto the roof of the cab. Her long blonde hair fell around her shoulders in waves. He drew back and smiled, running his fingers through the soft strands.

“That’s much better.”

Then she felt herself backed against the wall. He leaned against her, his cobalt-blue gaze locked on hers.

“If this is what you want, then that’s fine with me,” he murmured.

His hands glided up and down her body, sending tingles through her. He hadn’t touched any intimate place on her body yet, other than their joining of lips, but she felt he’d taken ownership of her whole being.

Then his hand glided over her chest and he cupped her breast. The feel of his warm hand surrounding her, even through the layers of clothing, started a blaze within her. She could feel her nipples harden with need.

He kneaded her soft mound while his mouth took ownership of hers again. His tongue pushed between her lips and drove inside.

Oh, God, she was feeling out of her depth. She didn’t know what she’d expected, but him being so comfortable and in control in this dark alley wasn’t it.

His hand found its way under her jacket, then inside her shirt. He cupped her breast, just the lace of her bra a barrier between them now.

“You feel good,” he murmured against her ear. Then he rocked his hips forward and she felt a thick bulge against her stomach.

A shock of awareness rippled through her. It hadn’t really hit home what she was about to do until she felt his erection pushing against her. She was about to have sex—in a dark alleyway—with a total stranger.

She felt his fingers unfastening the button of her jeans. She sucked in a breath and grabbed his hands, then pushed them away.

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OPAL CAREW is the author of more than twenty erotic romances for St. Martin’s Press including My Best Friend’s Stepfather and Nailed. She lives in Canada and makes regular trips to the U.S. to speak at conferences and industry events.

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His Killing Princess by April Zyon

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Antonio Bruno always knew that secrets and death were a part of the life he chose, so he never intended to fall in love with Emily Reynolds, a woman who embodies innocence. He attempts to shield her from his life as second in command of the Italian Mob, but sometimes the best-laid plans can come apart at the seams. 

Emily is no stranger to secrets herself.  One thing she’s always been truthful about is how much she loves Tony. When a home invasion steals her from his life, one twisted lie turns into another, pitting these two lovers against one another. 

Despite the odds, there’s a chance Tony and Emily can fight to save their relationship. That’s if they aren’t killed in the process of finding the traitor in the midst of the Italian Mafia. Can these star-crossed lovers weed through all of the deception? And how far are they willing to go to be together?

Be Warned: BDSM, anal sex, spanking

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This is the second book in the Family First series by April Zyon, a favorite of mine. This one is a little bit of a darker read, but it’s still a great book and full of page turning satisfaction that we’ve all come to know and love from Ms Zyon.

Emily has a great many talents and killing is one of them. She’s with an organization that takes out the bad guys. The rapists, the child molestors, the killers. She’s alson in love with Tony. But Tony has no idea who she is.

Tony is a killer too, and one day, someone decides to take Emily away from him. Will he get her back? Will her 5 hulking ‘brothers’ let him? You’ll have to grab yourself a copy to find out!

This book was so, so, good! Emily was a tough, sassy girl who could stand on her own, but she reveled under the love of a good man. And Tony? Tony is a wonderful dichotomy who loves hard and fights just as hard. April knocks this one right out of the park!

5 Killer Kinkalicious Stars!

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Emily and Antonio met by pure chance. She had been thinking of their meeting just as much as she had been thinking of their past, mostly because she was thinking of a future with him. She was thinking of a future with him because of another huge secret she was holding from him.

She sighed and closed her eyes. God, she had so much to tell him. She just prayed the man would understand. Then again, he was a killer as well, with a code as strong as her own. She lay in their bed and waited for him. As soon as he entered the room, all thoughts of telling him anything flew out the door and instead she knew he needed to simply forget. They had been together for five months, in that time they hadn’t used protection from the first moment they got together which brought her to the thoughts she was having about their futures now.

That was the thing about them sharing professions. She could read his body language better than he likely knew she could. Emily rose to her feet and walked to Tony. As she moved toward him, she stripped out of her negligée and stood before him in all her naked glory. She knew what he saw. Emily wasn’t shy about her body any longer. She now embraced her womanly attributes, and that was all thanks to Antonio.

She had scars, ones that couldn’t be hidden but had been explained away easily enough with the smallest of lies, ones she had hated to tell him and couldn’t wait to tell him the truth on. As he had told her before, her breasts were the size of ripe grapefruits, her skin a pale milk color, and her hair as red as fire. Or so he liked to tell her.

She moved to Tony silently and began to strip him of his clothes, loving the way her pale skin looked against his very dark skin. Sliding Tony’s shirt from his body, she scraped her nails over his beautifully toned six pack abs and looked up into his troubled eyes. “Hard day?” she asked while working on his pants.

She felt emboldened by this man. It was hard to imagine that before him she had been a virgin. She had killed a hundred horrible men but never had taken a lover. Tony had been intense, wonderful, and she had known from the moment she met him that he was the one for her.

“You have no idea, sweetheart.” Tony took her hand in his and shook his head. “You know that is not how I play.” He growled lightly at her and then leaned down, taking one of her nipples into his mouth and suckling hard. “I do love being greeted at the door by you naked, however. From here out I think you should greet me like this when I come home, but only when I text you and tell you I’m coming home alone. I would hate to kill a friend who saw my woman naked.”

She shivered. Had any other man demanded anything of her like that she would kill them and leave their bodies for the cops to find. Period. She wasn’t one to be commanded, but with Tony, it turned her on. She seemed to need it. “Yes, Sir.” She bowed her head in supplication. She knew she would do anything he asked her to do. She would because she knew he would always ensure she had pleasure, no matter what. Tony would do anything for Emily just as she would for him.

“Are you hungry?”

“Only for you, Emmy girl, only for you,” Tony said only a second before he picked her up and carried her to their bedroom.

Emily held back her laughter when he tossed her on the bed, because she saw the look of sheer bleak need on his face. She reached back, grabbed the headboard, and watched him strip. He all but radiated the need to control, the need to dominate in a way that eclipsed anything they had ever shared before, and it almost scared her, almost.

Happy Spank Patrick’s Day by Tymber Dalton

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Cali, Max, and Sean are hosting a kinky St. Patrick’s Day party for the Suncoast Society. From unicorn shibari photo shoots to crazy party games, it’s bound to be a wild night—even if Cali’s bondage-loving cat, Baxter, has been confined to a back room for the duration of the festivities.

Yet it’s not all fun and games. Before the party even happens, tragedy overshadows the evening, driving home the point that life is short and uncertain, friends are everything, and each moment should be fully appreciated. It also brings a lingering, unsettled question back to the forefront for the triad.

For tonight, they’ve been asked to carry on, and that’s what they’ll do. But as the party plays out around them, will their future path finally solidify in their minds, or will it leave them with more doubts and questions than answers?

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Happy Spank Patrick’s Day is one of the Suncoast holiday party get=together books. Our party hosts this time around are Max, Cali, and Sean. (I have noticed btw, Cali is getting very switchy, Sean much more subby. Where have all the female subs gone?) Anywho’s the book starts with our invite from Tony. (I soooo love that man *sighing happily*) I enjoy that invite, it makes me feel like part of the in-crowd.

Baxter is up to his shenanigans again, and of course, Sean is all tied up in it. (I won’t ruin the surprise, but rainbows are involved.) The party is looking like it will be huge, then tragedy strikes the Suncoast family. All I’ll say is have a hanky, a box of kleenex, or a Sir (or Ma’am) with a tear-proof t-shirt handy. There are most definitely boo-hoo moments. But the party goes on.

Tymber did an incredible job with this, as she does with every subject she brings up in her books. It’s real life, and real life is full of all kinds of stuff. There’s ups and downs, but here, The Suncoast family shows that family isn’t always about blood, but about the people who you choose and choose you. It doesn’t matter if you are gay, straight, Bi, transgender, kinky, vanilla, or any other combo, just accept people for who they are. That’s always what comes across.

Happy Spank Patrick’s Day gets 5 Spankalicious Stars

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“Wow. So far, it looks like we’ll have at least forty for the party Saturday night.” Cali looked up from her phone, from the e-mail with the latest list Tony had sent her. “And he said there are fifteen more maybes from the pool of people he allows to give maybes, or who had valid reasons for being a maybe.”

It was Thursday afternoon, and the final plans were underway.

Cali’s best friend, Essie, nodded. “That’s a good-sized party. This whole street will be packed. My guys are going to leave their vehicles at work tomorrow evening and carpool back here together in my car so people can use our driveway and yard to park in, too.”

They were sitting on Essie’s lanai. Essie’s baby boy, Eddie, lay soundly sleeping in his play crib next to her.

“I bet your mom’s looking forward to babysitting tomorrow.”

“She can’t wait.” Essie’s smile faded. “I can’t believe everything that’s happened. It feels like it was yesterday that I was flying back here from Spokane after getting that call.”

“How’s she doing?”

“The house is gorgeous. She’s finally finished everything major she wanted to do, including painting. And she baby-proofed. Eddie’s got his own room there now. It was my room. The backyard is a kid’s paradise. She looks twenty years younger, no kidding.”

Cali tipped her head as she studied her friend. “How are you doing?”

The heavy sigh hovered over the table for a long moment before disappearing. “I’m still angry” she quietly said. “More than I thought I should be. Ted finally called me out on it and I’m going to start seeing Doyle. Professionally,” she added, even though she didn’t need to. “Now that he’s back in town, he can take me on as a side client. When he’s out of town, we can have phone sessions.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Nothing for you to apologize for. You didn’t do anything wrong. Mom keeps apologizing, too, and I’m not even angry at her, if that sounds weird. I’m mad at my father for being a hoarder. I know that’s as irrational as hoarding is, but it’s how I feel. I see how happy Mom is now, and it sucks that she couldn’t find that happiness with the man she chose to stand beside all those years. Why he had to push us away with a mountain of garbage.”

She took a long, deep, shuddering breath. “But that’s in the past. And I need to learn to get past it. Becoming a mom sort of drove it all home for me a lot harder. Which is what Doyle’s going to try to help me with.” Essie forced a smile. “So when are we throwing Mal a baby shower? I thought we’d hear something from Chelbie by now.”

Cali thought about that. “You know, I haven’t seen either one of them online the past couple of days. I wonder if we’re holding a surprise shower or letting Mal in on it?”

“Chelbie had mentioned maybe a surprise party. But we talked before the Valentine’s Day party. I’ll need to ask her. She’s the one planning it.”

“True,” Cali said. “Chelbie’s her bestie.”

“Make sure someone talks to Tilly,” Essie said. “Find out her schedule. You know she’ll want to be there.”

“I’ll e-mail her once we talk to Chelbie,” Cali volunteered. “I know Tilly’s out of town right now. They’re not coming tomorrow night.”

“Aw.”

“Loren and Ross will be there.”

“Ooh. That’ll be fun.”

“Loren’s added Christmas trees to her hard limits.”

Essie laughed. “I bet that’s a first.”

“With this group? I wouldn’t be too sure.”

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He kissed the top of her head. “We love you, babe. You brought something into our lives we didn’t even know was missing.”

Before he knew it, she’d lowered the waistband of his shorts and had sucked his cock between her lips.

Like hell he’d fight her. He threaded his fingers through her hair and held on, slowly rocking his hips in time with her deliciously hot mouth.

“Oh, fuck, baby. Yeah.”

She slid her hands around to his ass, digging her fingers in, holding on tightly as she blew him, adding delicious, sweet pain to the pleasure she was giving him.

“Good grief,” Max said from behind him. “You talked her into it, huh?”

“No,” Sean gasped. “She did this all on her own.”

Cali let go with one hand and gave Max a thumbs-up before grabbing Sean’s ass again.

He wanted to hold on, but it felt too good. She was too good, knowing exactly how and where to lick and suck his cock, flicking her tongue along the slit, stroking the glans. It didn’t take him long before his balls drew up tight and he was shooting his load down her throat.

As he recovered, he stood there, holding her, her face pressed against his skin, stroking her hair.

Then he stared down at her, grinned, and dropped to his knees. She let out a squeak of protest as he grabbed her panties and yanked them down her legs. Then he shoved her thighs apart, pulled her forward in her seat, and started reciprocating.

Glad this is a leather chair.

He let out a startled yelp when he felt something touch his balls, and started to look back when Max grabbed him by the hair and shoved his face into her pussy again.

“Oh, no, you don’t. You keep doing what you’re doing. Don’t mind me.”

Now satisfied it wasn’t Baxter trying to take a swipe at his family jewels, Sean went back to work. With his legs hooked around Cali’s thighs and her hands buried in his hair, he flicked at her clit, laving his tongue up and town her labia, loving every moan she made and how she wiggled, tipping her hips to give him better access. Even slinging her legs over his shoulders.

Max worked Sean’s shorts lower and then Sean felt cool lube and a finger probing his ass, making him moan.

That made Cali moan in return.

It didn’t take Max long to start working his condom-clad cock into Sean’s ass, reviving interest in Sean’s cock.

“Yeah,” Cali gasped. “That’s so hot, watching you two.”

Sean closed his eyes and ate her out with gusto. No similes needed, because he set every ounce of energy he had toward making her feel good. Showing her how he felt about her.

Loving her.

He let out another groan as Max bottomed out inside his ass before he slapped Sean’s ass. “Yeah, buddy. You get to be the middle this morning.” Max’s fingers grabbed hold of Sean’s hips. “Enjoy, buddy. Make her come before I do, and maybe I’ll get you off a second time. Otherwise, you’re wearing a vibrating butt plug all day and you’ll be in fucking misery.”

Well, if that is how he wants to play it.

He circled her clit with his tongue before wrapping his lips around it and sucking hard. She squealed, which immediately turned into a long, low moan as she tipped over the edge.

“Aw, you fucker,” Max said. He buried his cock deep in Sean’s ass and reached around to start stroking Sean’s cock. “Guess it’s your lucky day.”

Now Sean was fucking himself back and forth between Max’s hand and cock, all while seeing if he could coax another one out of Cali. Sometimes, in the morning, they could get several out of her if they tried really hard, even though all of them were usually more of evening sex people than morning ones.

Meanwhile, Cali had a good handful of his hair, a tight grip on it that felt good in that hot sex sort of way he loved.

He loved this, them.

Everything about it.

Yes, there’d been some mornings they’d been late to work because they’d ended up having sex, the three of them.

Or one or both of them had taken her as soon as they’d walked in the door in the afternoon.

Why would he ever want to give this up? Any of it?

I don’t.

And that basically was the final nail in that argument.

“Come on,” Max coaxed. “Use that mouth on her. You know I love hearing you make her come for us.”

Another thing. Even though it was one or the other of them—usually, sometimes both at the same time—it was always still them.

She was theirs, just like they were hers.

Cali tipped over the edge again, and Max’s grip tightened on Sean’s cock. “Okay. Squeeze my cock with that ass of yours, buddy.” He started jacking Sean faster, harder, and Sean held onto Cali as he started fucking back against Max’s cock with gusto.

“Yeah, there’s my guy.” Sean felt the release building, a little slower this time because he wasn’t exactly a teenager anymore, but it didn’t hurt that Max’s cock, at that angle, was pressing against his prostate.

Who didn’t love a good cock in their ass?

He sure as hell did.

Cali leaned forward, stroking his hair now. “Come for us, baby,” she urged. “Give it to him.”

That did it. She always had that effect on him, whether it was the two of them tag-teaming him, or she and him ganging up on Max. Orgasm number two blasted out of him, coating Max’s hand with cum.

“There you go,” he grunted as he started moving again. He didn’t even bother wiping his hand off, grabbing Sean’s hip and fucking him hard and fast, grinding against his ass and working up to his own orgasm a few strokes later.

As they collapsed onto the office floor, Cali slid out of the chair to join them there on the carpet.

“Dude, you spooged me,” Sean mumbled.

“Technically you spooged yourself,” Max said, wiping his hand all over Sean’s back and making Cali laugh.

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Anson by Alta Hensley and Maggie Ryan

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USA Today Bestselling Authors Maggie Ryan and Alta Hensley join forces again to bring you the third novel in this action-packed, romantic suspense trilogy full of bad boys and the women who love them.
Sinister…passion…freedom.

Anson Steele, along with his two brothers and father, lives by one code: Help all in need. Even if it means saving those who walk among the most sinister criminals in the world. Known as The Black Stallions, their mission is simple – provide rescue and safety to the innocents drawn into the evil depths of the underground.
Natalia Alvarez has been sold to the leader of one of Argentinian’s largest drug cartels at an underground human auction. Being sold to the highest bidder, she is now nothing more than a possession of Juan Montez and hidden away deep within the walls of his South American compound.

Anson Steele has been on the hunt for Natalia since the day he first saw her at the auction and helplessly had to watch her while not being able to do a thing about it. But he has made it is life’s mission to find this woman and pull her out of the depths of hell at whatever cost. She will be his save one way or another.
With the backdrop of the mission being the unforgiving jungles and the dangerous streets of Argentina, and escaping a foreign country near impossible, is Natalia doomed to be locked away forever?

While fighting against a powerful drug cartel and their ruthless leader, will Anson Steele be able to rescue Natalia before it is too late? Will they both be able to find refuse in The Black Stallion Ranch and put this awful nightmare behind them?
Publisher’s Note: This book contains graphic sex and BDSM elements.

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Anson is the third and final book in the Black Stallion Trilogy, which is a shame, because it’s been a pleasurable series to read.

This time, Anson finally gets to rescue the girl, a latina girl named Natalia that he wanted to save in the auction that he and his brother Stryder saved Zoya. Anson takes himself to Argentina to save Natalia, but finds that she’s not overly thrilled at the outcome. But the rescue doesn’t go as planned, and Anson and Natalia are stuck in Argentina with a price on their heads and no way out!

Like I said, it’s sad to see this series end. It would have been nice to have more books with other employees, ect. rescuing other women. (Maybe some local ones?) Though I’m still not sure about Jennie, sometimes I just want to throttle her. Being a person who suffers in tremendous pain everyday, I can tell you her herbal stuff doesn’t work. I’ll stick to my white man’s way thank you. (Maybe it’s because she’s high all the time?) I will say, she threw me for a loop with the barbecue. Sometimes, you gotta love that crazy gal.

Anson gets 4.5 Sexy, Sassy Stars!

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Fuck, he might have been shot but he wasn’t dead. That became evident when her hand slid down his leg to slip beneath the outer covering that served as chaps for the gaucho pants he’d purchased to wear to the fair. His cock stirred as her fingers dipped into the deep pocket in the loose white pants. Anson grimaced, silently berating himself as he remembered exactly where she’d been for the past six months. Eyes the color of emeralds lifted to his and he also remembered how she’d slugged Montez.

“Bossy and might I say, you’ve got one heck of a right cross, Ms. Alvarez.”

She seemed surprised, a quick grin appearing before she said, “And don’t you forget it.”

“I’m not likely to forget anything about you,” he said, meaning every word.

Natalia rolled her eyes, pulling her hand free with the key in her grip. “You’re already becoming delirious. Let’s get you inside.”

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Alta Hensley: Alta Hensley is a USA TODAY bestselling erotic romance author who has had #1 top-selling books in dark, contemporary, BDSM, erotic science fiction, humor, suspense and historical. She writes the hot, dark, and dirty romance.

Being a multi-published author in the romance genre, Alta is known for her dark, gritty alpha heroes, sometimes sweet love stories, hot eroticism, and engaging tales of the constant struggle between dominance and submission.

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Maggie Ryan: USA Today and #1 International Best Selling Author in Victorian, Historical, Contemporary and Western Romance.

Fantasy is a world that offers endless possibilities. Whether you travel back in time to take a journey to the cobblestone streets of London, enjoy the modernity of our contemporary age, or step through a portal to some future yet to be discovered, every letter of every word offers infinite possibilities. I love to write stories that take a reader on a journey, one they can disappear into, to experience what might have been or what is to come!

My hope is that you settle back in your favorite chair and allow my books to entertain you as you escape into another world. Whichever you choose, I wish you Happy Reading!

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Hard Justice (Body Armor #2) by Lori Foster

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NEW YORK TIMES bestselling author Lori Foster returns with the second installment in her explosive new series featuring sexy bodyguards who’ll do anything to protect the ones they love.

 

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Playing it safe has never felt so dangerous…

Justice Wallington knows how to harness his strength and intimidating size—skills he put to good use first in the MMA cage, and now as a bodyguard at the Body Armor agency. But no opponent has ever left him feeling as off balance as his new client, heiress Fallon Wade. Far from a spoiled princess, she’s sweet and intriguingly innocent. It’s a risk-free assignment, until he’s required to fake a relationship with her in order to blend in.

Sheltered from the world after a family tragedy, Fallon longs to experience life—going to bars, dancing, talking to strangers. Not easy with a huge, lethal-looking bodyguard shadowing her every move. Justice seems like her polar opposite, but pretending to be a couple stirs undeniable heat. And when danger strikes again, it’s not just her safety in jeopardy, but a passion that’s real, raw and absolutely against the rules…

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Hard Justice is the second book in Lori Foster’s Body Armor series and as usual, I’ve jumped in after a series has started, but after reading Hard Justice, you can bet I’ll be going back and getting my knotty little paws on book one, Under Pressure, to read all about Justice’s friend.

That being said, Justice Wallington is a huge, 6’5 muscle-bound ex-MMA fighter who is now a bodyguard for Fallon Wade, a overprotected, over-sheltered 24-year-old whose parents want her protected. Her mother also wants her to spread her wings and find happiness. Their first night ends in a disaster, but Fallon puts her foot down and Justice remains on the job. But Fallon’s ex doesn’t know how to take no for an answer and keeps showing up.

When things heat up, Justice knows his feelings for Fallon are more than professional,  and he’ll do anything to keep her out of harms way.

This was a total page-turner. Loved it from the beginning all the way through the very end! This is an exciting series and I can’t wait to read more of it. Justice is a hot, sexy, protective alpha that has book boyfriend written all over him. Fallon is a funny, naive but so, so smart woman who just knocks Justice off his feet. A totally wonderful read!

Hard Justice gets 5 Sexy, Hot and Hard Stars!

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Excerpt From Hard Justice:

When she reached the landing at the top of the curving staircase, she saw that he stood there at the bottom.

Waiting.

Again his gaze trapped her. He had a way of staring that consumed a person. Beside him her father looked small, even though Clayton Wade stood nearly six feet tall and looked very distinguished with his silver-tipped hair and impeccable manner.

Holding the handrail and attempting a smile, Fallon started down.

“You will remember your place,” her father said to the man.

Oh, dear God. Mortified, Fallon wailed, “Dad.”

“My place?” the man asked.

“As an avuncular escort who will, at all costs, ensure her safety.”

Fallon wanted to disappear. Did her father honestly think that massive hunk of macho man would be attracted to her?

He looked merely confused, not insulted, so she rushed to move beyond her father’s awkward reprimand.

“You’re my protection detail?”

“Afraid so.”

What did that mean? Did he regret the assignment already—or was he expecting her to regret him? She waited, but he said nothing else, just tracked her every step as she descended.

Her father broke the silence. “Justice Wallington, meet my daughter, Fallon Wade. Fallon, Mr. Wallington is the security I’ve hired from the very respected Body Armor Agency.”

As she got closer, she said, “Mr. Wallington,” in formal acknowledgment.

“Justice will do, Ms. Wade.” His gaze skipped quickly down her body, then forcefully back to her face. He looked to be concentrating.

Did he just check me out? Fallon wasn’t at all sure, but it felt like it and her voice went squeaky again. “All right. Then you must call me Fallon.”


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LORI FOSTER is a New York Times, USA TODAY and Publishers Weekly bestselling author of more than 55 titles, beloved for her contemporary romance novels revolving around alpha males and the women they fall for. Lori has been a recipient of the prestigious RT Book Reviews Career Achievement Award for Series Romantic Fantasy, and for Contemporary Romance. For more about Lori, visit her website at LoriFoster.com, or check out these online locations where she interacts with readers: Facebook.com/LoriFoster, Twitter.com/LoriLFoster, Goodreads and Pinterest.com/lorilfoster.

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Coming Soon! ReViewed (Doms of the FBI Book 6) by Michele Zurlo

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As a writer for The Eclectic Traveler, adventuresome daredevil Tru Martin indulges her penchant for travel and thrills of all sorts. After her discovery of a murder victim brings two sexy FBI agents into her life, Tru suggests combining their efforts instead of letting their interest in her divide them.

With a murderer on the loose and a crime ring known as The Eye to bring down, Jed Kinsley and Liam Adair are game to give it a try. Though Liam is new to the lifestyle, Jed is an experienced Dom, and the trio goes undercover to a private, fetish-friendly inn and there assume the roles of a submissive and her two Doms. As the investigation heats up, so does their chemistry. Jed and Liam soon discover they want more from this uniquely sensual woman, and they’ll do whatever it takes to make her fall in love with them.

Warnings: Menage, D/s, anal sex, double penetration, base jumping, and an unpredictable sixth sense

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Word Count: 104,544
Page Count: 421

ISBN: 978-1-942414-23-0
Print ISBN: 978-1-942414-24-7

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Excerpt PG/Tru
A low chuckle vibrated from his chest, and he resumed his quest for a kiss. His lips had barely grazed hers when they were interrupted.
“Seriously? This is how you keep an eye on her?”
Tru looked over to see Liam standing two feet away, hands on hips, and waves of anger emanating from his tight expression. She hadn’t expected to see him ever again. Her jaw dropped, and she jerked away from Jed’s kiss. “Liam?”
“I see you do remember me.” He came closer and directed the entirety of his ire at Jed. Rage simmered below the surface, giving her a first glimpse at just how powerful he could be. She’d known he was strong, and she’d suspected he was dominant, but she hadn’t realized that he had a dangerous edge. “I asked you to watch her, to be there for her, not to make a move on her.” His fists clenched and flexed, thick tendons clamoring to make contact with Jed’s face.
Though it looked like they were evenly matched, Jed didn’t appear concerned about the physical threat Liam posed. He released one of her hands in order to face Liam, but he kept hold of her other one. “You left. You didn’t bother to tell her you were going, and the two times you’ve called, you haven’t asked about her. We both assumed you’d moved on.”
“Well, I didn’t.”
Shocked that Liam thought he had a claim, Tru didn’t know what to make of his jealousy. She’d liked him, but he’d left, exiting her life without saying goodbye. Whatever the issue and her role in it, she didn’t want to see them come to blows. “Liam, it was one kiss, not a promise or commitment. I mean, you said you’d see me for breakfast, and when I stopped by your room, I found out that you’d gone.”
“And that’s when Jed moved in. He sensed a weakness, and he took advantage of it.” His blue eyes flashed like a storm in the night.
“Hold up.” Jed put up a cautioning hand. “That’s not how it happened. I told her that you were gone, and later we went kayaking together. We hit it off, and the rest is history. You know the saying—once you have black, you never go back.”
Liam’s lips became a slash, the lightning of his internal storm. “You’re half Asian, asshole, a quarter white, and only a quarter black. That saying is stupid for a lot of reasons, and not just because it’s on the list of crap you say.”
Tru had wondered about the ingredients of Jed’s multiracial makeup, but she hadn’t asked because she felt it wasn’t her business unless he wanted to tell her. Right now she had other concerns. Jed dropped her hand and took a step toward Liam. Sliding between them, she parked one hand on Liam’s chest and the other on Jed’s. “Gentlemen, let’s not hurl insults. Really, there’s nothing to get upset about.”
“He moved in on my territory.” Liam’s lip curled, a sexy growl that made her want to rub her body against his. Damn, but these were two very attractive men—and dominant to boot. She imagined what it would be like to be sandwiched between their naked bodies, and a tingling began at the apex of her thighs. Alex, her former Master, had often indulged her love for ménage sex.
Shaking the thought away, Tru forced herself to focus on the real problem. She narrowed her eyes in Liam’s direction. “I’m not your territory.”
“Yeah, she’s mine.” Jed’s chest puffed out, pushing against her palm.
Tru hated to burst his bubble, but it had to be done. “I’m not yours either.”
He tore his glare from Liam and turned it on her. “What?”
It took a supreme act of will not to step back or lower her gaze. “Tonight is my last night here, and then I’m moving on to my next job. You’re almost finished here as well, and who knows where your investigation will take you next? It’s a fling, Jed. Neither of you has a claim to me.”
That seemed to take the wind out of both their sails, and though each man relaxed, neither backed off. They studied one another, and Tru had no idea what either of them was thinking.
“You’re friends, right?”
Silence greeted her question. After a time, Liam managed a curt nod, though his steady gaze remained glued to Jed.
“And you work together? You’re a team?”
This time she didn’t have to wait as long for a reply. Without seeming to move, Jed answered. “Yes.”
“Then maybe you should look at this as an opportunity to work together in a different way.” The need to keep them apart had passed. She slid her palms down each man’s chest as she let her hands drop away. “I’m game if you are.”

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R Excerpt/Liam:
Her lacy top was the last to go. Crossing her arms over her chest, she held it up for the space of two heartbeats, and then she let it drop. Once it was gone, she stopped performing and stood before them in a classic submissive stance.
Two steps away, she waited. Liam rose, and her breath hitched. He closed the distance, and though she didn’t move, the tension in the air thickened. Wordlessly he threaded his fingers through her hair at her nape and pulled lightly. She exhaled, the slightest hint of a moan hiding behind the sound, and followed his unspoken order to tilt her head back. Her gaze lifted as well, and it fastened on his lips. Too greedy to make her wait, he feasted on her lips, massaging his against hers until he couldn’t deny his need for more. Then he plunged his tongue into her mouth. She melted against him, and he felt the tentative weight of her hands traveling up his chest to rest on his shoulders. With every inch, she asked permission and begged for the right. Power suffused his limbs. He tightened his grip on her hair and bit her lip.
She mewed, a sound halfway between pleasure and pain, and he broke away. Jed took his place, and he showered her face with kisses. Liam stood back and concentrated on breathing. If he lost control and let the power go to his head, then he would no longer be thinking of her, and it was his responsibility to make sure she enjoyed the experience.
Jed’s kisses ventured lower, concentrating on her neck and shoulders. He nipped the tender flesh there, leaving behind a string of tiny pink marks. Tru opened her eyes and looked over Jed to Liam. She gazed at him, passion lightening her eyes to golden brown and inviting him closer.
He moved to stand behind her, and he peppered her exposed shoulder with tender kisses. She leaned against his chest, and Jed trailed lower, sucking kisses across her abdomen and hips. Liam could guess Jed’s intention, so he wrapped an arm around her waist and angled her head back to kiss him again. He’d keep himself under control this time. As he kissed her, he cupped one breast and teased the nipple to a stiff point.

 

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