Cassie Bowmont had what it took to succeed, at least that’s what she told herself. Hoping a change of pace and new scenery would get her creative juices flowing, she rented a beach cottage in the small town of Avenel where she could dip her pen into the steamy depths of adult romance. She didn’t need or want any distractions to thwart her progress, but she hadn’t counted on Chris Walker. After deciding that he would be a great muse for the hero in her book, she realized that a summer fling with him was just what the Book Gods ordered.
When Chris Walker spotted the small car on the shoulder of the road, his hero complex kicked in. Unable to ignore a damsel in distress, he pulled over to be a knight in a Ford F-150. He stomped through the flooded road and convinced Cassie to follow him to safety. After a goodbye wave in the parking lot of a Piggly Wiggly, he figured he’d never see her again, but Fate had other plans. When their paths crossed once more, he paused long enough to notice the delight in her eyes, the playful smirk on her glossy lips, and the determination of her spirit. His heart stuttered. His brain flooded with need, and a crack penetrated the wall around his heart.
They knew the summer was all they’d have but falling for each other was inevitable. The pleasure of lust somehow transformed into the contentment of love. When a jilted lover returns and sabotages their relationship, they must decide if they will be prisoners to the past or sail into their future.
“Are you published?” Chris asked.
“Yes.” She nodded and added, “Self-published.”
Pink heated her cheeks. She wasn’t about to tell him that she wrote romance and was considering erotica. She hadn’t decided yet. She read both, but she wasn’t sure she wanted to be an erotica writer. She wasn’t sure she had enough sexual experience or creativity to write a book that needed eight to ten sex scenes. She thought she could handle two or three at the most per book, which was what most of the romances she’d read had.
“I’m debating between writing contemporary romance or romantic suspense. You know, chick lit.” She did her best to make that sound boring and uninteresting.
“Chick lit,” he repeated. The corners of his mouth turned up. Was that code for mommy porn? His cock perked up at the news. What kind of naughty thoughts went through her mind? Damn, she was already hot, but that information made her down right volcanic. He’d have to get his hands on one of her books to check it out.
“You know, books you read at the beach, while waiting in line at the grocery store. Something with a Happily Ever After. Feel good books,” she added with a casual shrug. Then she cursed adding that last part.
His green eyes darkened with lust. Feel good books. He knew what that meant. Women all over America read books at night to ‘feel good’. Was she into that? Damn, his pants were getting tight in the crotch just thinking about the ways she could make him feel good.
She wanted to roll her eyes. Men were so predictable. They couldn’t help but think with their cocks. She should have known the man sitting across from her would be no different. He’d been a gentleman last night and had been polite so far, but the heat in his gaze betrayed the truth that his cock had taken over his brain once the conversation shifted to something that hinted at the notion of sexuality.
When would her bacon and eggs get here? She needed to finish this impromptu breakfast. She leaned closer to him and shook her head. “I don’t write about sex,” she stated matter-of-factly and a little annoyed.
It didn’t matter that she was going to write about sex. He didn’t need to know that was what she was considering. The way he looked at her suddenly made her feel dirty. Like she was some porn queen who’d fucked an entire town or a sports team. She wasn’t into group sex or even banging strangers. She liked to be wined and dined. She had high standards for men she’d be with romantically. But if the look he was giving her was typical for how men would approach her once they knew that she wrote romance, she’d have to come up with a pen name. It was becoming clear that keeping her writing persona separate from her true identity would be the best plan.
Chris leaned back in the booth and waved his hand as if wiping away dirty thoughts. “Of course not. I didn’t think you did.”
She raised an eyebrow.
“Look, you don’t owe me an explanation. I love books. The only bad book is an unread book, right?” Hopefully that appeased her.
Thankfully the waitress set their plates on the table in front of them at that moment. Clearing his throat, he thanked the waitress and grabbed a piece of bacon and shoved it into his mouth before he said something stupid.
Cassie picked up her fork and jabbed the liquid center of her egg. The yolk spilled out and flowed over the egg white. Would everyone look at her like she was a weirdo if they knew what she wrote? Could she live with that?
About the Author
Karen Tjebben lives in central North Carolina with her wonderful husband, twin daughters, and two hamsters. When her girls left for kindergarten, Karen discovered that she needed to fill her days with something, and that was the beginning of her writing career. She loves to create worlds filled with unique characters that she hopes will delight and raise goose bumps on her readers. In her free time, she enjoys traveling with her husband and seeing the world through her daughters’ eyes.
Aspen, if you continue to fight me on everything you’re going to use up a lot your energy. Energy that could be redirected to other paths.
“Aspen, if you continue to fight me on everything you’re going to use up a lot your energy. Energy that could be redirected to other paths.”
More silence. He smiled. He could just see the wheels turning in her head.
“Most of my energy is used taking care of two little boys.”
Ah, yes, remind him of her responsibilities. A good rebuttal. Especially for a bachelor with little experience with children and no desire for them. He wasn’t a family man.
“Well, now you’re going to have help with that, aren’t you?” More help than that useless mother of hers had provided.
He couldn’t really blame her for the incredulous note in her voice.
“Careful, sprite. I could take offense at your lack of belief in me.”
“I think you’ll survive,” she said dryly.
“You can pack up your things,” he told her. “But do not move any of those boxes.”
She sighed. “Fine. Um, Saxon?”
“Yes.” He was intrigued by the hesitation in her voice.
“Thank you. I’m not sure I’ve actually said it yet. But thanks for helping me.”
“Well, you might want to hold off on your thanks until you’ve worked for a day with Renard, then you might be cursing me.”
She laughed, which is exactly what he’d been hoping for. As he ended the call, he took a deep breath, trying to calm the desire raging through him. When had a woman’s laugh ever had the power to flood him with arousal?
Not true. It was just hidden beneath a layer of protection so deep no one would ever penetrate it. Until her. Aspen. Sweet. Innocent. Beautiful. And not the woman for him. Despite his reputation, Joel Saxon wasn’t in the habit of corrupting innocents. Especially when she had no clue about the dark desires he possessed. Of how much control he would want over her life. Of what he would demand, possess, claim… If she was his. Aspen had been kicked down so many times, she wondered how she found the energy to get back up. The only light in her life were her little boys. They kept her going. They were all she had time for. All she needed or wanted … So then why couldn’t she get the enigmatic, sexy, dominant Saxon out of her mind? Why did she wake in the middle of the night with dreams of him touching her, taking her… Loving her. Impossible.
Laylah Roberts grew up in rural New Zealand. She worked her way through several libraries, devouring romance books. She finally worked up the courage to write her own story and she’s never looked back. She loves dominant, Alpha men who meet their match in her strong heroines. When she’s not writing, she’s busy running after her young daughter and trying to tame her never-ending pile of laundry.
Series: Unhallowed Love Book 2 Genre: Paranormal, Erotic Romance, Contemporary Romance Publisher: Melange Books Publication Date: February 19, 2019
Will a demon-hunting priest and a wizard bent on world dominion end Shaker’s happiness with his human Mistress Debbie?
CEO Debbie and demon Shaker’s first year of partnership was a smashing success for both Pandora Productions and their own new intimate relationship, ending with the announcement of their engagement last New Year’s Eve. Shaker now inhabits a human host, Pandora’s rising action star Jett Black, putting the possibility of a family within Debbie’s tentative grasp as the couple pledges their love at the altar. But as before, one crisis after another ensues, beginning with Titan’s push to assimilate Pandora and the death of Debbie’s father, bringing her back together with her estranged family, and into the sights of a demon-hunting priest, Father Matthew, who will stop at nothing to not only send Shaker back to the Hell he came from, but also ensure Debbie is free of sin…permanently. When Shaker is sent back to Hell, Debbie is left bereft, her team of allies decimated, her best friend in a coma, she must decide if she will succumb…or rise from the ashes and fight ruthlessly for everything she loves, no matter the cost.
“I’m hoping to build a family, one of my own,” Debbie said without thinking, then flushed, knowing Shaker had heard her. “This has all been a lot to deal with. I’m not planning on making any big decisions about my life this year, other than to get married. And I do have my own company to run, that I’ve put my heart and soul into.” The latter literally.
The buzzing feeling suddenly increased. Debbie struggled to her feet.
“What’s the matter?” Father John said, his brows knitting.
“I tell you, there’s something here!” came an insistent voice. “I can feel it.” Another young pastor came into view, agitated.
A large man was following him. This tall man stopped still, then swiveled his head to stare right at Debbie. “I feel it too.”
He knows. Somehow, he knows. Shaker!
There was no response.
“Go in the back, I’ll check the front.”
The young pastor hurried back in the direction he’d come. The tall man headed right for Debbie.
Shaker! Debbie headed for the door, making excuses to Father John of forgetting the plane was leaving early, anything to get to the door. But the tall man was faster and blocked her path.
Father John nodded. “I’ll hope to see you soon, Debbie, but not too soon. You take care of yourself, and please let me know if you change your mind. Bless you.” He turned and headed away. Debbie thought to call him back, but she knew it wouldn’t be any use. He might care about me, but he’s not going to save me from a demon hunter.
“Hello,” the tall man said. “Your name is Debbie?”
“You already know that,” Debbie said defensively. “Did you send those priests away?”
“Pastors,” the man corrected. “And yes. One is a kindly old man who just wants to help people. The other can feel the demon bound to you and would kill you where you stand, if I hadn’t shielded you.”
“Why would you do that? Who are you?”
“I’m an angel, of course.”
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About Tara Fox Hall
Tara Fox Hall’s writing credits include nonfiction, erotica, horror, suspense, action-adventure, children’s stories, and contemporary and historical paranormal romance. She is the author of the paranormal fantasy Lash series, the paranormal romantic suspense Unhallowed Love series and the paranormal romantic drama Promise Me series. Tara divides her free time unequally between writing novels and short stories, chainsawing firewood, caring for stray animals, sewing cat and dog beds for donation to animal shelters, and target practice. All of her published children’s stories to date are free reads on www.childrens-stories.net.
Ava’s rebellious nature reared its ugly head. “You’re not in charge of me, Declan. I decide what I do regardless of how foolish you might deem it to be.”
Declan chuckled. “There’s the naughty girl I knew was over my knee.”
He began to spank her again, even harder if that was possible. She began to yowl, which became tears as he began to incorporate her sit spots and the backs of her thighs as part of the punishment.
Ava was furious. She did not seem to be able to break free. And all the while she tried, Declan’s cock underneath her became even harder and throbbed with increased intensity. The worst part was that she could feel herself getting wetter the longer he held her firm and spanked her. She tried to rub her sensitive clit along his thigh to give herself some relief.
“Naughty, Lizzy,” he said as he swatted between her parted thighs and connected with her wet pussy.”
She vowed she would never be mated. He claimed her anyway.
Ava Rhys has always chafed at submitting to the authority of her pack’s alpha, but when he tries to sell her body in return for money and influence, she decides she would be better off on her own. Ava’s plans to live as a lone wolf in the backwoods of Maine are thrown into turmoil, however, when the local game warden makes it his business to take her in hand, and the battle-hardened former Army Ranger soon proves to be just as fiercely dominant as any alpha shifter.
Declan Collins knows a woman in need of a man’s firm hand when he sees one, and it isn’t long before Ava is kneeling naked at his feet with her well-spanked bare bottom on display. Once he has taught her a better use for her sassy mouth, she quickly finds herself screaming her helpless, shameful submission into the bedsheets as he claims her so roughly and so thoroughly that she is left in no doubt that she belongs to him and there is nothing whatsoever she can do about it.
With each passing day he masters her body ever more completely, never hesitating to punish any hint of defiance before using and enjoying her in ways more humiliating than she could have ever imagined. But when instinct causes her to bite him in the throes of yet another intense, desperate climax, will she lose him forever or will she end up mated to an alpha shifter after all?
Sinfully sultry romance – that’s the world that International and US best selling author Delta James inhabits and shares with her readers. A world where alpha heroes find true love with feisty heroines. Delta’s stories are filled with erotic encounters of romance and discipline. One fan suggested it was best to have a “fan and a glass of water” when reading Delta’s stories.
Delta has been a highly successful competitor both in horse shows (Arabians, Appaloosas and Paints) and in the AKC and International Kennel Club with her beloved basset hounds.
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“For a Song” is set on the southern tip of the California coastline, on the island of Coronado. Here, on the wide, golden beach fronting the historic Hotel Del Coronado, watching the fishermen at sea, you can see the purple hue of the mountains of Mexico on the horizon. Assumptions plague our characters in this book.
Our hero, Trip Vincent is on trial for killing his business partner—the lead singer in their band. Of course, he is found not guilty since he wasn’t even driving the car. However, in this digital age of social justice warriors rampant on the internet, he’s been found guilty by the public at large and his fan base. The shame and remorse of not doing more to save his best friend, lead Trip down the same path his grandfather, Reginald once took—the bottle. Trip seems likes he on the road to ruin until he meets Aya, a mysterious, pixie-like woman who happens to “appear” in his life when he needs her the most.
But Aya didn’t just happen to appear. She’s a drifter who’s been trying to shake the bonds of her weed-like roots for years. From the moment the band purchased one of Aya’s song and sang it to gold on the charts, she has been closely monitoring Trip’s career. What started fascination over his family’s musical roots and their tie to the Island of Coronado turned in beguilement of the man himself as he stoically persevered during his trial. Throughout his court case, Aya knew there was more to the story and made it her business to uncover the truth and see it was placed in the right hands, so he could get back to the business of music.
When he doesn’t get back to singing, her need to meet him in person steps over the line. Her line. His line.
Now Aya must ask herself is she a stalker who fell in love because Aya isn’t who she appears. Evasively eluding government officials has been a number one priority for years. As the grand-daughter of the most notorious presidential assassin, she and her family have always been presumed “guilty” by mere association. Of course, it doesn’t help that both her grandmother and mother profited from this association focusing more on their bank accounts and then the destruction of the act.
How could she possibly make Trip understand and try to build a life with him. Just when he makes her believe her “happily ever after” could happen, she must leave.
“For a Song” is set in modern America, where misinformation and disinformation has become the status quo. But does it have to be? Can these characters look beyond hype and see the truth of their relationship and the potential for more?
Like the other books in this series, “For a Song” is fraught with the high drama of social and family expectation, as well as assumptions and miscommunications. For each of our lead characters, our hero and heroine must learn their lessons and decide how to move forward—alone or together. And, as always, this is a romantic novel first and there is the “happy ever after”.
“For a Song” is a fast-paced story that offers both adventure and humour, while never forgetting about the passion and attraction. The immediate sexual tension compels to climax. These characters thrive on gratification. The reader won’t be disappointed.
Other Books in The Gentle Surf Series
The Gentle Surf Series, Book 1
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press,
Published: March 2017
Brought up under the strict regime of business first and personal relationships a waste of time and effort, Reginald followed in his father’s footsteps—until now. Like a bee to honey, he is drawn to a mysterious lounge singer. Her poise and elegance lift her above the crowd. Despite his looming engagement to further the family empire, he can’t stay away.
After the death of her mother and falling out with her father, Elleah flees to escape the shackles of matrimony as a business deal. In 1950 post-war America, she will not settle. She can’t deny the attraction to Reginald, but he is everything she has sworn off—a drinker, hardcore businessman—the embodiment of New York society, never mind being as close to engage as a person can be without the ring.
Only with each other do their masks come down. Can Reginald step out from the shadow of his family and become the man he was meant to be? Will Elleah see through her misconceptions to give him a chance?
Toby MacPherson is guilty…and innocent, and Wendee Miller is on the run.
Both streetwise and life-weary, neither are looking for any complications. Yet, life does seem to happen when you least expect it and when these two meet the attraction is palpable. Both employed by the Hotel Del Coronado, their meeting time and again seems unavoidable. Where Toby is drawn to her vivacious personality, Wendee can’t help but be intrigued by the shy giant.
But what will happen when each discovers the other’s secret? Will their newfound love be enough to bridge the shock and many hurdles to come? Or will they learn there is strength in trusting another?
Let’s face it…Lori likes tea. Most often found in the kitchen sharing stories, or a coffee shop, mug in hand, she can visit for hours.
That’s inspiration: people, places, adventure. Every day is made up of the moments to create the tapestry of life.
Without sharing; how would you ever know that Gord from a small farming community in Northern Alberta found himself in Australia on a tour and passed his childhood friend Joe hitch-hiking. They pulled over, unbelieving that this could really be Joe and sure enough; Joe on the side of the road, on the other side of the world, decades after they had last met. Great stories!
To be able to put thoughts on paper and have other people appreciate the stories; laugh, cry, feel the passion, is a dream come true for Lori Power.
Lori’s body of work is as varied as the adventures of daily life and includes children’s stories, a Gluten-Free cookbook, romance, suspense, and thrillers and soon to be Young Adult fiction..
Her first ”official’ novel, “Storms of Passion” published by Wild Rose Press under their Champagne line, was released n 2014.
Book One in the “Under Suspicion” series, beginning with “Hit ‘n Run”, followed by “The Tables Have Turned” is available now, from Limitless Publishing. Book Three “Secrets Revealed” is presently in process and will be concluded with Book Four “Finding Home”..
“The Gentle Surf” series is available from Wild Ross Press. This includes “Sea Breeze” inspired by the Hotel Del Coronado on the Southern tip of the California coast. and “From the Front Desk”, The third installment in this series, “For a Song” is in process of being released.
Collaboration is important to improving one’s craft and as such, Lori is an active member of the TransCanada Romance Writers, Romance Writers of America, The Calgary chapter of the Romance Writers, The Alberta Romance Writers Association and belongs to both a Critiquing group and a Beta Reading weekly group.
In all things, remember…life is a journey, thanks for being part of the adventure!