As I said a few weeks ago, Seduction by Blood was pulled from Kindle Unlimited. Continue reading
Another little tidbit from A Little Harmless Rumor…
A few months back, I did an experiment with some of my books. I put them into Kindle Unlimited. While it was good for awhile, it is not enough now for me to leave them there. If you want to borrow them from Amazon, you have a few days left to do it! So, coming back to distribution on or around the following dates:
Hey ho! Amazon is having a great sale on some books and three of my books are included. Get them now for only .99!
DESIRE BY BLOOD
A man with a secret.
Nicodemus Blackburn has seen the best and worst of mankind. Five hundred years of dealing with them teaches the vampire to be very wary of the creatures. Unfortunately, alarming events leave him no choice but to enter the world of the ton to hunt a rogue vampire—one who is making his own army of blood thirsty vampires. Searching for the villain is not the worst of his troubles. That can be laid at the feet of bluestocking Lady Cordelia Collingsworth.
A woman on a mission.
Cordelia has always been an outcast, even in her own family. She has forged her way in the world with her ability to write, and Nico Blackburn is the focus of her next article. Before she can obtain any information about the mysterious man, she is pulled headlong into a scandal that leaves her with no choice but to marry Nico—a man with dangerous secrets.
A passion that consumes them both.
Thrust into a world she knows nothing of, Cordelia finds herself falling in love with a man who claims to be a vampire. As their passion grows, so does the danger around them and Nico will have to call on all of his powers to protect the one thing he has realized he cannot live without: his opinionated, infuriating, and thoroughly delectable wife.
Stranded in a Dallas hotel room with nothing but a red spandex dress, stiletto heels and thigh highs, with directions on where to meet a gigolo, was not howMarlow Smith planned on spending her thirtieth birthday. But when her best friend leaves her knowing Marlow is so anal she’ll dress up and go fire the man, she does exactly that. Except the firing. She finds him sitting at the end of the bar and somehow ends up back in her hotel room with him. After a night filled with the best sex of her life, she leaves, thinking never to see the man again, and returns to her boring, stable life.
Business consultant, Liam Campbell, can’t believe that little Jane Smith actually thinks he’s a gigolo. She’s curvy and cute, and he can’t resist talking her into bed. And once he gets her there, and on the couch, and in the shower, he doesn’t want to leave. The only problem is he never quite gets around to telling her the truth. He wakes up the next morning with a hundred dollar tip and no way of finding his “client”.
Three months later, Liam shows up at her family business as their hired business consultant. Marlow hopes that he doesn’t remember her and when he does, she wants to pretend that nothing happened. But little does she know the moment he sees her again, Liam has plans for not only her body but also her heart.
From the time of Arthur and Camelot, she has traveled the world, dispensing her magical sweets. Her spells allow anyone who eats the confections to fulfill their hidden fantasies with the one they love. But if the recipient doesn’t believe their love is returned, then they are condemned to a life of knowing their lack of faith caused them to lose the one person they were destined to love.
Prudence Merriweather is a woman who knows what she wants. The only problem is that what she wants is Jonas Smith and he is totally out of her league. The curvy accountant thinks a man like him could never be interested in her.
Jonas has had a crush on Pru since he first met her. When he spots her eyeing chocolate covered cherries at The Sweet Shoppe he can’t resist buying them for her…then feeding them by hand to her later that evening.
The passion they share is more than either of them expected, but will they take a chance on love or lose it all?
This short story is a reissue and has been edited for content. It is part of the Sweet Shoppe series, but can be read alone.
Hey, there! Two historicals are back in distribution.
Sean isn’t having that good of a day. Check out a short unedited excerpt after the jump.
BRANDO IS HERE!
The newest Santini is ready for his time in the spotlight! Follow me after the jump for the all important links and a never before seen excerpt!
Oh, Hai! I have been busy writing and planning new books for the year and for Valentine’s day I put A Santini in Love on sale! Check out A Santini in Love along with a ton of other books on sale from some of today’s best-selling romance authors! Just a note, that my sale goes on through the 14th!
I am so excited to introduce this book. It is such a cool idea, intertwining the stories much like we did when Operation Love was when it first released! Get your copy today for only .99!
Elite Metal arrives February 10th—a novel
approach to collections, where all the stories intertwine! Our heroes are
ex-military secretive operatives, who all belong to a kickass motorcycle club.
Sound yummy? I know!
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Elite Metal – Book One in the Elite Warriors Series
For decades the US Marines funded a top-secret unit known as
Elite Recon. A deadly group of men and women sent to infiltrate dozens of
countries completely undetected. Mission objectives so extreme casualties were
not only probable, but expected.
The current batch of operatives had returned from hundreds
of assignments unscathed…until one mission went horribly wrong. Several men
lost their lives and the group disbanded. The remaining leathernecks were scattered
in the wind with new identities. They were told to blend in. Be normal. Or face
being forever silenced just like their fallen brothers.
Now, two years later, each living member of the group is kidnapped
and given a chance to make things right. But this time they’re no longer under
the thumb of Uncle Sam. A mysterious private backer who knows about their past
has brought them back together. No longer are they forced to turn a blind eye
to the lost and forsaken.
A new life. A new future…Elite Metal.
Scorching romance from Anna Alexander and Jennifer Kacey, Heather Long, Sabrina
York Rebecca Royce, Saranna DeWylde and Roxie Rivera.
By Heather Long
Former Marine special forces, Sachi “Copper” James is a
chameleon. She thrives on being someone else. Her mission? Identify the rat who
sold her team bad intel.
Gabriel Danvers, ex-CIA analyst, is a master of
disseminating the details. He wants to enjoy a normal life, retired from the
game. His mission? Teach classes.
When Gabriel becomes the target of Copper’s investigation,
he re-enters a world of danger and deception–all to claim the passion of the
one woman who’s haunted him for years.
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With eighty students piled into their seats, it would be
hard for most professors to keep track of who was who. The sign in sheet always
began a rotation in a different part of the hall. Everyone signed in and if
their name wasn’t on the sheet—depending on when he passed it around—they
didn’t get credit for attending International Relations in Business.
Unfortunately for his students, Gabriel Danvers never forgot
a face. He knew which students had their friends sit in or when one of the guys
switched his jacket and move surreptitiously to the other side of the room to
sign in for a missing classmate and he damn well knew when a woman entered the
class who didn’t belong.
Sitting three rows back from the front, her feet propped on
the back of another chair, hair in a ponytail and looking about twenty with her
cosmetic free face, his lecture hall had an invader. She had her phone in her
hand and typed swiftly with her thumbs while he lectured on the pros and cons
of the environmental restrictions on European Union business contracts,
prosperity and how those factors influenced American businesses in the region.
Though he let his gaze wander over the class making eye
contact with the students as he paced back and forth, his awareness of her never diminished. Keeping track of
her from the corner of his eye whenever he glanced away told him three things.
She wasn’t one of his usual students or shills—she never
bothered to sign the sheet.
She took copious notes, but she was also snapping pictures.
She wanted something from him.
Call it instinct or a sixth sense, but he’d always had a way
of looking at scattered facts and identifying a pattern. Her attention was on
him, not the material, and her focus belied her casual attitude. She watched
without looking, and the weight of her attention proved a provocative allure to
Whatever she wanted, he looked forward to discovering. His
body stirred and he ignored the bolt of lust. No idea who she is, and fucking students is not on the syllabus. The
thought came out of nowhere and he coughed once to clear his throat. The corner
of her pale pink decorated mouth curved upward. Amusement gleamed in her pale,
pale green eyes.
The little vixen knew exactly what she was doing to him.
Pausing at the desk, he leaned against it and stretched his legs. Two could
play that game, he kept the lecture going as he braced his legs. The urge to
ease his stiffening cock to one side grew more profound, but he focused on her.
Memorizing her face.
He was damn good with faces.
The deep tan of her skin reminded him of a dark coffee with
a sweet cream. Enticing image aside, she had a perfectly balanced and
asymmetrical face, but he couldn’t place her origins. Not easily. A faint tilt
to her eyes, high cheek bones and a deliciously sensuous mouth…
“So here’s your assignment,” he said, finishing his lecture
and dragging his attention away from the siren summoning him in the third row. Ignoring
the groans, he used his thumb to point at the board behind him. “Six companies
are listed there—three are European Union based and three are U.S. based. Using
the lecture and your materials, not only do you need to identify which is
which—I want you to identify who is in violation of those restrictions and what
are the ramifications for the upcoming Conference on International Commerce.”
The groans increased in volume, and he smiled. They really
should learn he didn’t mention items, places or events if they weren’t
“Any questions?” Oddly, no hands went up. His gaze collided
with the goddess in the third row and she made no attempt to disguise her
continued amusement. Another minute dragged on and the class didn’t ask any
questions so he clapped his hands together and said, “I’ll see you next week.
Don’t forget my office hours if you have questions.”
Would she stay? Or would she go?
Swinging around the desk, he gathered his notes and the
papers the class handed in at the beginning. He annoyed them by requiring print
copies rather than digital submissions. The horror of figuring out how to use
control-P on their computers must have been a challenge.
Warm vanilla sugar teased his nose. She stayed. Glancing from the papers, he found her standing just three
feet away, directly across the desk. How sturdy was the construction of the
desk? It wouldn’t take him anytime at all to clear it.
Student. Red. Fucking.
Light. Intellect versus instinct. She looked young, with an almost fresh
scrubbed innocence about her—but those eyes weren’t innocent and harbored far
too much hidden emotion as though she’d seen hell and back.
Locking gazes, he
considered all the things he wanted to say.
Then reconsidered and kept it professional, “Auditing?”
Laughter, low and throaty, and a lot like warm bourbon on an
icy cold evening rolled from her. “No, I just wanted to check out the hot
teacher.” She winked, then pivoted and strolled out of his wet dreams…
More like sauntered. Checking his libido, he locked his gaze
on the way her hips swayed in those skin tight denim jeans. He knew that walk.
Had been hunting for it for two years…
“Hey,” he called, shoving the papers into his backpack and zipping
it closed. He crossed the room in four strides to catch her. She didn’t slow
down, but having her in his sights for the first time since Nigeria, no way in
hell was he letting her walk away.
What the hell was she doing in his classroom?
“Hey,” he said again, catching her elbow and turning her
into another empty lecture hall and closing the door to block the noise from
the hall. “Where are you running off to?”
Lips pursed, she gave the closed door a glance. “I wasn’t
running anywhere.” If her looks hadn’t already captivated him, the hot,
buttered rum quality of her voice would have taken him hostage. His libido went
into revolt and his cock stiffened to full attention.
His body didn’t give one good damn whether she was a student
Definitely not a
student. She didn’t hold herself in any manner as a subordinate or as a
student would seeking approval. He’d had a few come on to them, their sloppy,
over the top attempts were porn movie quality and he didn’t screw kids. Miss Walking
Sex on a Stick was definitely a woman. “Good,” he said, remembering he actually
needed to talk. “How do you feel about coffee?”
“Well I never kick it out of bed.” She folded her arms and
the placement tightened her sweater over her breasts. A handful each, but he
didn’t miss the tension in her shoulders or the way she braced her feet.
She’s ready for a
fight if she has to. Probably didn’t help that he was looming over her. Taking
a step back, he leaned against the door. No, he wasn’t demanding but he didn’t
want her running away again either.
Curiosity flared in her eyes. Oh, had he intrigued her?
“Good to know,” he needed to jumpstart the blood flow back
to his brain. “I know a great place on the other side of campus. It’s quiet.
Let me buy you a cup?”
Surprise rippled across the surface of her eyes. “Do you
often ask students out for coffee?” Was that a note of disappointment creeping
into her voice?
“Not at all. But then you’re not a student.”
“You sound certain.” Her chin lifted, and if he were a
betting man, he’d peg her for another move to distract him. The action revealed
the slender column of her throat and added to the air of vulnerability around
Keeping his gaze on her eyes, he trusted his instincts.
Nothing about her was as it appeared—except she was fucking gorgeous and
intrigued him on every level.
“You wanted to check out the hot teacher. How
about a closer look?” He dropped the backpack and took a step toward her.
Eyebrows raised, she met him step for step until they were
breast to chest and he kept his hands to himself though they itched follow the
shape of those lovely hips. Maintaining a fist hold grip on his restraint, he
took a deep breath of her heady vanilla scent. He’d never been a fan of sweets.
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Bound By Steele
Anna Alexander and Jennifer Kacey
To save his Marine brothers and sister he must accept the
past isn’t dead and buried.
Reuniting survivors means he is forced to first forgive…the enemy.
A former leader of Elite Recon, reduced to nothing more than
an apathetic existence.
Until his girl’s life hangs in the balance…now nothing will stand in the way of
him coming back to life.
Adamantium left Beth to what he thought was a better life,
only to find she had been living in hell. Now he’ll do anything, break any vow,
to claim her as his for all time.
Copper will do whatever it takes to get the job done, even
if it means seducing and betraying the one man who really sees her.
When a snoopy reporter threatens the Elite Metal, Sterling
will do whatever it takes to kill her story about the team. Even if it means he
has to tie her to his bed.
Platinum left the life he had with Rose in New York to
rejoin his team and silence the nightmares from Operation Phoenix.
But when Rose is forced to go on the run with Platinum’s hidden son, he will
have no choice but to return to his old life and reclaim what he has ached for
every day since. Red Wolf’s sniper wants to nudge Plat’s underbelly and they’re
going to find out quickly how deadly he can be.
A scarred, mad genius more monster than man must protect the
beauty he’s become obsessed with from a beast more terrible than himself.
Forged in Silver
Rebel. Nomad. Troublemaker. After surviving the double-cross during Operation Phoenix,
Former Elite Recon Marine Silver embraces the underworld and builds a new life
as one of the world’s most renowned thieves. Jewels, paintings, corporate
espionage–there’s no job he won’t take for the right price.
For those of you new to the blog, WIP Wednesdays is just a little peek at upcoming books. Soon, as I am working to get ahead, you will start seeing books a few months out.
He washed off his face. He knew that no matter how clean he got it, nothing would wash the stain from his soul.