Rossalyn Channing is tough, but the odds are stacked against her. Faced with the reality of starting a new life with her teenage son, after her heroic husband is killed in the line of duty, she knows that she has to do whatever it takes to survive.
Irresistibly drawn to a mysterious little building in a small town, the determined single mom uses every dime she’s got to buy it, with plans to turn it into a diner that her late husband would have loved. When Rossalyn finds herself caught up in the middle of a murder investigation, however, she begins to wonder if the challenges she faces will defeat her.
A body is found on her property, the sheriff in town suspects Rossie of the murder, and it looks like her world is falling apart. It’s up to this determined mom to prove her innocence and save her small family. Can she do it?
Hawg Heaven Cozy Culinary Mysteries Series
BBQ, Bikers, and Murder (#1)
Baby Back Murder (#2)
Nacho Usual Murder (#3)
Hawgs, Dogs, and Murder (#4)
Killer Barbeque (#5)
Home Grown Murder (#6)
Bittersweet Murder (#7)
About the Author
Summer Prescott is a Wall Street Journal and USA Today Best Selling Author, who has penned nearly one hundred Cozy Mysteries, and a successful Thriller, The Quiet Type. She makes her home in the Midwest with her Standard Poodle, Elvis, at her side.
Date of Publication: Feb 8 (currently available for preorder)
A Collection of Bad Boy, Biker and Alpha Romance Stories
Featuring New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Authors. 12 top selling authors bring you 12 never-before-published Hot and Steamy Romance stories
Christine Bell – SWITCHBLADE
Michael Blade has always thought of Kaitlin Pepper as the irritatingly prissy girl next door, but when she mistakes him for his twin and shows up at his house wearing only a trench coat and a shaky smile, he starts to reconsider…
Bella Wild – BAD BOY BIKER
Jessie used to think being a parolee psychologist was her way of helping ex-cons get a second chance as they integrated back into society–until she met Jace. He’s the angry, inked, biker ex-con who refuses rehabilitation and insists on getting under her skin.
Sierra Rose – FORBIDDEN
This is the fu—- up version of Romeo and Juliet MC Club style…imagine Juliet a pistol, and Romeo a sexy, bad ass with wicked tats….oh, did I mention there’s lots of cursing, leather-clad bikers, motorcycles, and sex?
Lexy Timms – BILLIONAIRE BIKER
Katie’s not your usual rich girl, and Morgan’s not your typical biker. Falling for each other is inevitable, but what will happen when their worlds collide?
Dale Mayer – SALVATION
Beaten. Broken. Finished.
An abused wife meets the most unlikeliest of angels – a man who looks like the very devil himself. He won’t let her give up. Nor will he let her go. Will he be yet another captor or will he become her salvation?
Lisa Ladew – THE BIKER’S SECRET TORMENT
He’d loved her for as long as he could remember, but he would never pursue her, because he alone knew he was responsible for the one thing she would never forgive anyone for. When she starts to pursue him though, he doesn’t think he can keep his distance.
Cassie Alexandra – TAMING THE BIKER
After a short fling with hell-raising womanizer, Taylor (Tail) Adams, Lauren Macey discovers that she’s pregnant with the biker’s child. Knowing that the MC lifestyle isn’t what she wants for their baby, and that Tail isn’t exactly ‘father’ material, Lauren decides not to tell him. This proves challenging, especially when she realizes that he isn’t ready to end their affair…
Tasha Lyons – BIKER BLUES BABY
Morgan and Jazz have dealt with most of the horrific problems that plagued their fledging relationship, at least they hope so. But just as one horrific set of troubles falls away, another interesting one comes into play. Will they survive this one too?
C.J. Pinard – ANTIHERO
Can a street punk on the wrong path be transformed into a military killing machine? Once he’s been”rehabilitated”, Ellis Anderson is determined to show the woman he loves that he’s nothing like both the lives he’s left behind. But actions speak louder than words – and he has a lot of work ahead of him.
C.C. Cartwright – JUST LOVE ME
Justin can’t get Sloane out of his head. He pushes her away for being his little sister’s best friend, but now that she’s filled out in all the right places, will he be able to resist the innocent, yet enticing woman she has become?
Bella Love-Wins – DOG
Kane is now top dog in the Rugged Angels MC, and has slept with half the eligible biker chicks in Tucson. He meets his match when Kim, daughter of his club’s former president, just won’t give in to his usual tricks.
Kylie Walker – INDECENT DESIRES
District Attorney Eric Steel is used to getting his way, and when he meets the new intern hired for his team, he wants her: preferably stripped down and bound to his bed. From the moment Crystal Reid first obediently whispers “Yes, Mr. Steel,” he knows she’s perfect for him. He has less than 1 week to convince her…and he doesn’t plan on taking no for an answer.
Kendra Wild – BADASS
The company recruited Nick Taylor from the US Army Special Forces and turned him into a mean machine. His first undercover assignment – to pursue and protect Nicole Hunt, a crucial federal witness with dark secrets
ANTIHERO by C.J. Pinard ~Excerpt~
I answered the door to see Talia standing there in a white flowy-looking sundress and those damn cowboy boots that drove me crazy. Her hair was down, the wild curls falling around her face. As usual, she didn’t have on much makeup, but her pretty pink lips were all shiny. I felt myself stiffen in my pants.
She walked in and put her arms around me and smiled. “I’ve missed you.”
I chuckled, kissing the top of her head. “You just saw me this morning.”
“I know,” she laughed. “Are you ready?”
I nodded, patting myself down to make sure I had my keys, phone, and wallet. Check, check, check.
We walked out into the parking area, and when I saw her car parked next to mine, I said, “Your car is locked, right?”
She rolled her eyes and smiled. “Yes, dad.”
I grabbed her hand and kissed it. “Don’t sass me, or I’ll have to spank you.”
“Promise?” she asked, a mischievous glint in her pretty eyes.
We walked to the restaurant we’d agreed on earlier. It was only a few blocks from my house, and it was a nice night. She planned on staying over, so her coming to meet me here just made sense.
I held her hand as we walked, the warm night not too hot and not cold, just perfect. She told me some more about her mom and a younger brother who had received a college scholarship and was living somewhere out west to get his degree. I talked to her about my mom and stepdad and told her I wanted her to meet them one day. That made her smile. I finally opened up about my visit with Harper Mathis and the job prospects she’d given me. She looked so happy, I tried to memorize her face.
We turned around slowly when a male voice said my name with an authority I recognized. Two Tampa P.D. officers were standing there, looking stern.
The larger of the two walked over and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. “Sorry, son, but you’re under arrest for the assault and battery of Justin Silver.”
“Fuck,” I muttered. I didn’t even need to ask. That pussy bitch had pressed charges.
“Oh, my God! No, please don’t,” Talia cried, seeming to know why I was being put in cuffs. “That thug attacked us first!”
The shorter of the two officers paused for a minute, but only said, “Ma’am, please step away, we have to take him in.”
Talia was crying now, dammit. The officer took mercy on her and handed her a card. “He’s being taken here. He can probably make bail, but call that number and they will let you know.”
She took the card but kept looking at me as the cops walked me to their waiting car, putting me into the backseat. I gave no resistance, as I knew they were just doing their job. I could only hope to claim self-defense. There go my chances with that job.
Fuck my life…
I turned around to see Talia standing in the street with the glare from the streetlamps illuminating the tears streaming down her cheeks. I swallowed the lump in my throat and shook my head. If that shitbag is out and I’m going to jail, I’m gonna find his ass when I make bail and he’s gonna face the wrath of LT.
The Biker’s Secret Torment by Lisa Ladew
I stalked down the darkening campus sidewalk, my thoughts on overdrive. Why was it, that spending years away from him had done nothing to lessen the impact those dark eyes and that brooding smirk had on me?
I’d turned in my Human Physiology final, then nearly swallowed my tongue when I walked out of the exam room into the lobby of the building and saw him on the tiny TV in the corner. They’d only showed him from a distance, but I knew it was him. Only one member of my dad’s MC wore a beanie pulled low, swaggered like that, and filled out a Mad Marauders MC cut like that. My heartbeat had tripled as I rushed to the TV and turned the sound up, my eyes plastered on the fiery Viking helmet and sword in the center patch. I clenched my teeth as I listened to the reporter’s human interest bullshit. Before he disappeared into the clubhouse, I realized he wasn’t limping. What in the hell did that mean?
The piece had only lasted another few seconds, but after I saw it I had run out onto campus, shaking with anger for him. They didn’t use his name, but some smartass reporter had dug up his past and was now trying to use it to further her career. I wondered if she had contacted him yet. Asked him for an interview. If she had, I wondered how that fuck you had tasted to her.
I took a left between two buildings in the fading evening light, practically running towards my dorm. But when I got there, I couldn’t go inside. What if Sloane was in there? I couldn’t fucking deal with her right now. Her special bitch senses would start tingling the second I walked in the door and she would pounce on me, knowing I was upset. No way. I had one more final tomorrow, and then I was done with school for almost a month. When I came back I would have a new roommate. If I never talked to Sloane again, that would be fine with me, and I really couldn’t deal with her now.
DOG – By Bella Love-Wins
What had happened couldn’t be changed. Mom was dead, and I was there, in a random safe house that no one really lived in, with five bikers.
One of whom was irresistibly hot.
Once I’d gotten dressed in the only pair of pajamas I’d brought, I settled onto the bed and looked around the room while I dried my hair. The bedside clock said that it was nearly one in the morning. I didn’t feel tired at all, my limbs instead full of a sensation that couldn’t be pinpointed. Nervousness? Fear?
A soft knock on the door made me self-conscious.
“Yes?” I asked as I pulled a knitted blanket over my legs. I was wearing short shorts I’d had since freshman year in high school, and they didn’t exactly cover up much anymore.
I swallowed hard. “Come in.”
He opened the door hesitantly, hanging back with his hand on the knob.
“You can come in,” I repeated. It was odd to see him waiting for my approval to do something. I’d pegged him as the kind of guy who was always working hard to show his status. Or maybe that was just the way he was in front of the other members of the club.
“I’m sorry about all of this,” he said, walking over to the bed and sitting just a foot away.
“It’s not your fault.” I glanced at him and then looked away quickly. That softness in his eyes was something new. It was way too much to handle. God, he was so hot. Any time he was close to me my entire body would practically be humming. It was as though his presence alone made me come alive in a way I never had before.
What would he do if I made a move? Kane was anything but my usual type. And yet that heat couldn’t be denied.
Suppose I was to have sex with him. It would only be one time. Hell, maybe it would even be good for me. It would get my mind off of the horrible circumstances of my life. Not only that, it would show Kane that I was just as capable of calling the shots as he was.
The temptation to reach over and grab his face or his crotch were still building up when he turned to me.
“Your dad just wants to protect you.”
I sighed. This was so not the conversation I’d been looking for. “He’s done a shitty job of it so far. Just ask my mother.”
Surprisingly, Kane pursed his lips and nodded. “That’s a legit way to feel.”
I crossed my arms, suddenly no longer in the mood to make a move on him. “What’s going to happen next?”
“We’ll keep moving you around. Make sure we don’t stay in one place for too long.”
“Until this thing with the Arroyos Bandidos is settled.”
“I have school,” I spat.
“Doesn’t your survival come first? You can’t go to school if you’re dead.”
I bit my lip. Damn him. Damn him and those smoking eyes. Damn him and that rough stubble, that square jaw, those hard biceps popping out from underneath the hems of his shirt.
Before I knew it my hand was on his shoulder. He didn’t move, just looked at me, his gaze boring a hole into my face. Eager to act before I chickened out, I leaned forward and brushed my lips softly against his. He opened his mouth in a welcome as I kissed harder, tasting the salt and reveling in the softness of his tongue when it slipped out between his lips.
I shifted my weight, letting the blanket drop to the floor. Finally having decided to just go for it, I raised up onto my knees. He responded by grasping my waist and swinging me around to straddle his lap, never breaking the contact of our lips for an instant.
His hands trailed up to the back of my head, winding their way through my damp hair. When I turned my face to the side to get at a better angle for kissing I pushed my weight forward, pressing my crotch against his. A deep growl that seemed to come up from the very earth traveled through Kane’s body and escaped his mouth only to make my own lips hum with the reverberations.
I broke off the kiss with a heavy gasp, keeping my face still close to his.
“This is just sex,” I whispered.
Taming The Biker by Cassie Alexandra.
It was the sound of my cell phone buzzing that woke me from a dead sleep. Groaning from the sharp pain in my temples, I opened one eye and reached clumsily for the phone. As I did, an arm encircled my waist and pulled me backwards into warm, solid maleness.
Shocked, I stiffened up. Who in the hell is that?!
“Relax,” murmured a gravelly voice against my neck. His mouth moved up and he nipped my earlobe with his teeth, making me shiver. “Whoever it is can wait, but as you can probably tell… I can’t.”
My eyes wide open now, they darted around the darkness. I was definitely in my hotel room, which brought me no relief. I couldn’t just slip away.
He pressed his hips against my bottom and there was no mistaking the raging hard-on rubbing against my cheeks. “I need to be inside you, babe. You feel me?”
“Yeah,” I squeaked. I definitely felt him.
Rough fingers reached up and grabbed my breast. He tugged on my nipple. “God, you’re sexy,” he murmured.
I can’t do this, I thought, my cheeks burning in shame. I didn’t do one-night stands. Not ever. But, last night had been my sister’s wedding and obviously, I’d had far too much to drink.
Taking a deep breath, I pried the man’s fingers from my breast, and scooted out of his reach, pulling one of the blankets with me.
“Hey, where you going?” he asked, trying to reach for me again.
Covering myself, I quickly stood up and turned on the lamp. When I finally got a good look at the muscular, tattooed man lounging in my bed, I groaned at my own stupidity. In the back of my mind, I knew it was him. I just didn’t want to believe it.
I sighed. “Taylor.”
He rubbed the side of his cheek. “You look surprised.”
“Do I?” I mumbled, frustrated. I wasn’t sure which made me angrier – the fact that I’d had sex with him, or the fact that I couldn’t remember any of it.
Taylor patted the bed. “Why don’t you get back into bed?”
He tilted his head to the side. “Why not?”
“I just… can’t.”
With a hard, feral grin, he shoved the blanket away from his hips, exposing his impressive hard-on. “You sure you don’t want to try?”
Seeing such a masculine, ripped body naked and fully cocked, my womanhood spasmed with desire. “You’re… not making this easy,” I admitted.
Taylor rolled over onto his back. “Good. Now, get on, Lauren. You know you want to. I see it in your eyes,” he said huskily.
At a loss for words, I was unable to look away from his perfectly, chiseled body. He was certainly a beautiful specimen and any fantasy that I might have ever had about Taylor Adams couldn’t possibly measure up to the real deal.
He reached over and grabbed a condom that was sitting on the nightstand. “If you want, we can use one of these, this time.”
Shocked, I pried my eyes away from his hips. “We didn’t use a condom?”
His eyes narrowed. “You said you were on the pill.”
About the Authors
Featuring New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Authors. 12 top selling authors bring you 12 never-before-published Hot and Steamy Romance stories