Tag: contemporary romance

Down & Dirty in the kitchen with Sarah Marsh #DownandDirty #D&D @romancerebels69

.Reading time 7 minutes.

Hi there everyone! My newest anthology project is the Down & Dirty collection, which features 22 original stories all about blue collar heroes and the ladies who appreciate a man who isn’t afraid to get his hands dirty. 😉

My story, Sweet Addiction is about a pastry chef who wins over sexy rancher. I have more than a couple scenes that revolve around the delicious creations she makes, so I thought it would be a fun way to promote this set by having some of my fellow Down & Dirty authors share their favorite recipes with you!

 

Sasha has what Declan needs to take care of his sweet tooth, and any other hungers …if she can only find the courage to show it.

Sweet Addictions Blurb:

The opportunity to build her own future and start over is exactly what Sasha needs. Moving to the small town of Digby to open up a pastry shop is more than enough to make her happy, or so she thought. What she wasn’t counting on was the sexy rancher that seems to have quite an interest in her, for far more than her baking skills.

Sasha has exactly what Declan needs to take care of his sweet tooth, and any other hungers that may arise…if she has the courage to show it. He’s figured out that Sasha is gun shy when it comes to men, but with some patience, he hopes to sneak past her walls and show her that he’s in it for more than just dessert. When his past comes calling, will Sasha open up and trust him, or will she shut her heart down for good?

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Recipe Intro:

I actually used to be a pastry chef and one of my most favorite things to make because its so incredibly versatile is choux paste. For those of who are wondering what the heck choux paste is… this is the dough that cream puffs and eclairs are made of. You can also use it to make so many other things, from desserts to appetisers, it really is one of the building blocks to French pastries. 

 

Recipe:

Choux Paste (Pate a choux)

Yield: 3 cups of raw dough

 

2 cups fresh eggs (approx 9 large eggs, lightly mixed with a fork)

1 cup water

1 cup milk

1.5 tsp salt

2 tsp sugar (or more if you like)

½ lb butter

2 cups flour

 

Bring water, milk, butter, sugar and salt to a boil, reduce heat to low. Stir in flour with a wooden spoon until dough starts to come away from the sides of the pot. Transfer dough to a mixer.

Mix dough on med speed until it cools a bit, then slow it down and begin to add the eggs. You want to add the eggs until the dough is smooth, but still firm enough to pipe. If you take off the mixer paddle and flip it over, the dough should hold its peak, but the tip still soft enough to bend back to the paddle. It will usually take almost all the eggs, depending on the humidity and the heat it was cooked at.

Put your dough in a piping bag; if there is still choux left in the bowl be sure to cover it with a wet rag so it does not dry out. Then pipe the required shapes onto parchment for profiterole, éclair, St. Honore, etc. Brush with egg wash before baking and bake at 375 degrees F for the first 10 minutes.

DO NOT OPEN THE OVEN DOOR DURING THE FIRST 10 MINTUES OF BAKING!!

After the first 10 minutes, turn the oven down to 350 degrees F and bake until golden brown and fully cooked.

Remove from oven and cool.

You can then store in a container, freeze or fill  right away.

Filling options:

The sky’s the limit for filling these little bites of paradise, classic things like pastry cream, whipped cream are always delicious. Myself I really love using chocolate mousse, ice cream and even giving them a savory twist for an appetiser by using a ham or chicken mousse as well.

 

Author Bio:

Sarah Marsh was born in British Columbia, she’s only recently began her writing career finding it the perfect outlet for taking the edge off a nine to five job. She’s a science fiction and romance junkie and when her imagination started to take the characters she’d read about even further in their adventures she decided to try writing something of her own.

Her biggest weaknesses are animals of any kind…she even loves the ones that wake you up at four in the morning because they can almost see the bottom of their food dish. When it comes to life in general she’s a big believer that laughter is the best medicine and that there’s no such thing as too much love, which is why she’s such a sucker for a happy ending.

 

 

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DIVULGING SECRETS by Lynn Burke @evernightpub @AuthorLynnBurke

.Reading time 9 minutes.

Divulging Secrets

by Lynn Burke

Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Art Work: Jay Aheer, Simply Defined Art

Blurb:

Candace Lake’s testimony against her father landed her in the Witness Protection program. With a new identity comes a new beginning, one based on lies and loneliness. How can she find someone to share her future with when a relationship without trust at its foundation won’t stand the storms of life? 

Tom Berkley didn’t expect his new tenant to make him question his solitary lifestyle in the backwoods of Maine. He also didn’t expect to be caught up in the secrets of her past that bring his own tragic ones to the forefront of his mind.

The sizzling chemistry between them can’t be ignored, but when the threats from Candace’s turbulent past catch up with her, can she trust Tom enough to protect her from the price on her head?

 

 

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PG-rated EXCERPT:

I followed the two marshals carrying the four suitcases I’d been allowed to pack. Nothing personal, no documents. No electronics. I had been forced to leave behind Butter, my old tabby that I had gotten for my tenth birthday. The locket my late mother had inscribed with my name and gifted to me on my sweet sixteenth birthday still lay inside its velvet box, left with one final longing, loving gaze, same as I’d done with her in a satin-lined coffin five years earlier.

Boston’s spring air chilled me through as we stepped outside, and I gladly climbed into the dark-windowed sedan, wrapped my sweater tight around me, and allowed myself one last look at the condo Papa had bought for me.

Papa.

My throat thickened, and welling tears blurred my vision. I had unknowingly helped him smuggle millions of dollars’ worth of stolen gems and jewelry to and from overseas.

I had knowingly helped put him behind bars in return for leniency in my own sentencing. But freedom had cost me my life.

Everyone and everything I had known for twenty-five years lay in my past, and a new beginning loomed before me. Where, I had no clue—and I couldn’t bring myself to care. My luxurious condo … gone. My group of friends … gone. The gym I’d been going to for yoga classes since moving to Boston for college … gone. The diploma I had received from Harvard Law School with Lila Scorzoni written on it would never hang on my wall.

I followed the marshals aboard a small, private jet inside a hangar at Boston’s Logan. Settling onto one of the seats, I tipped my head back and shut my eyes.

The knot in my stomach had twisted months earlier when my lawyer suggested testifying against Papa to save my own ass. The nauseating twist had yet to relent, but at least I’d lost those damn freshman twenty I’d picked up over the years spent in college.

The only good thing to come from the fucked-up situation that was my life.

I heaved a sigh and turned my head, opening my eyes as the plane sped down the runway. We lifted into the air, leaving my home behind. Forever.

Drawing easy breaths had proven difficult since finding out Papa wasn’t the successful business man—honest one—I’d always thought. His communications business at the office building downtown worked as a front for his shady dealings. The board of six who had helped to oversee said company, nothing more than a band of thieves.

Witness protection.

My mind chewed on the two words, but I wondered how protected I would be. Four of Papa’s associates were in the slammer, thanks to me, and two who had last been seen overseas—one in Rome, the other in Paris—still wandered free. Two men with the connections and motive to do away with me. Money at their disposal and without doubt, thugs or hitmen on their payroll.

Where could the WITSEC plant me that would be safe from such men?

Nowhere, I feared.

 

R-rated EXCERPT:

She set her wine down on the chair beside mine, and I didn’t breathe as she moved through the water, settling herself on my lap, her pussy mere inches from my throbbing cock. Mind blank, my hands moved on their own beneath the water, settling on her tiny waist and pulling her close. Our mouths collided.

So much for restraint.

She ground herself against my cock and tangled her fingers in my hair, moaning. “I want you so bad it hurts, Tom.” Breasts pressed against my chest, she attacked my lips again.

I couldn’t form the words to tell her I felt the same, my mind was so damn focused on the feel of her curves against me. The taste of her mouth. My hands slid down her ass, squeezing and holding her still as my hips moved, thrusting my cock against her softness.

Candace reached between us and grasped me through my swim trunks. I grunted as she squeezed. “I want you inside of me,” she murmured against my lips and slid her hand beneath my waist band.

“Fuck.” My head fell back as her hand closed around me, skin on skin. Talk about seeing fucking stars. I thrust into her grasp, gone.

She wiggled and tugged, yanking my shorts down enough to free my hard length.

“I-I can’t do this,” I heard myself whisper.

“Yes, you can,” she whispered against my ear, moving her hips forward. She’d untied her fucking bathing suit bottoms.

I groaned a few curses as she rubbed her bare pussy against me, her blue eyes overcome by the black of her pupils.

She lifted and lined up my cock, sinking down an inch before I could breathe.

 

 

ABOUT LYNN BURKE:

Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.

 

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THE PROMISE by Allyson Young

.Reading time 1 minute.

Does a week of sexual adventure include a future with two men?

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About the Author:

Allyson Young lives in cottage country, Manitoba, Canada with her husband and numerous pets. She has always enjoyed the written word, and after reading an erotic romance, quite by mistake, decided to try her hand at penning one.
A best selling Amazon author, a hybrid author, as of December 2017 along with her alter ego and three coauthors, she has published four series and several standalones in contemporary, sci-fi, fantasy, historical and suspense genres–50 books in total.
Allyson will write until whatever is inside is satisfied, until the heroes man up and the heroines get what they deserve. Love isn’t always sweet and Allyson favours the darker side of romance. 
 
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IN FAIR BRIGHTON by Elena Kincaid @evernightpub @elenakincaid1

.Reading time 10 minutes.

Thank you so much for hosting IN FAIR BRIGHTON (Star-Crossed Mafia #1). I’m so excited for your readers to meet Sasha and Rome, my Romeo and Juliet-esque couple from two rival mob families.

 
 
 
BLURB:
Sasha Palmer, a travel writer, never stays in one
place long enough to find even the possibility of love. The baggage of her
family keeps her closed off from everyone, but one day, love finds her in the
form of strong arms, wrapping around her, and pulling her to safety from
oncoming traffic. One look at Rome, and she’s a goner.
Roman “Rome” Valentin is a killer … and a good one at
that. He leads a life he detests, full of self-loathing until the day he meets
Sasha. She barrels into his life and steals the heart he didn’t know he still
had … and then she vanishes.
Their two families have been at war for decades. Will
a chance meeting and a passionate growing love end the bitter feud or spark a
battle that may destroy them all?
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Excerpt:
Sasha found herself pressed against the façade of a bright yellow apartment building. The
street they had been walking down was nearly deserted, when the two of them
suddenly exchanged heated glances. He pushed her up against the building and
kissed her fiercely, one of his hands cradling the back of her head, while the
other was right below her ass as she hitched her leg around him. She threaded
her hand into his hair and fisted the front of his shirt again with her other
hand, moaning into his mouth as the kiss consumed them both, letting out two
days’ worth of fire and heat. She felt his hard length pressing into her,
wanting to take him inside her body and lose herself in him.
He slowed their kiss down. “Do you want me to take you back to your hotel now?” he whispered
against her lips.
“No,” she whispered back. She nipped his bottom lip, driving him to kiss her fervently
again.
He pulled back to look at her, his face riddled with desire. “I ache so badly for you, Sasha.”
“Then have me,” she said. “I want you, too, Rome.”
His hotel was closer to their location, only two blocks away. They walked briskly without a
word until they were inside his room.
“God, what you do to me,” he said, his voice gravelly, right before he cupped her face and
delivered another impassioned kiss.
He removed his hands from her face, and lowered them to cup her ass, pulling her closer to
him. Sasha moaned into his mouth as he hoisted her up to straddle his waist. He
then carried her to the side of the bed in the center of the room and laid her
down on her back so that her bottom was at the edge and her legs dangled off
the side.
He gave her a hungry look, pushed her legs up closer to her before spreading them wide.
“Leave them like that,” he ordered.
She made a low “uh” sound in response, never having been so turned on in her entire life. He
pushed her sundress up to the middle of her stomach and licked his lips as he
stared at her panty-clad swollen flesh. She let out a moan in response.
Using only one finger, he slowly traced the center of her cleft. His breathing was harsh. “I
can feel how wet you are for me even through here.” And just as achingly slow,
he hooked a finger on each side of her underwear by her hip and pulled them off
her, and then spread her legs back open to their previous position.
She felt so vulnerable, yet so turned on with the way he was hungrily staring at her most
intimate part. He dipped his head, and immediately followed the path his finger
had done, only this time with his tongue. Sasha moaned loudly at the contact.
“Even your pussy tastes sweet,” he said against her flesh.
Rome tortured her at first, licking all around her outer and inner lips, avoiding that tight little
bundle of nerves she wanted to beg him to taste until finally, she did beg.
“Please, Rome, please.”
His soft chuckle against her only made her feel needier until he took pity on her and gave her
what she wanted. He sucked her clit into his mouth, making her whimper, and
then he ate her as if she were his most delicious dessert, lips, tongue, teeth,
driving her to the edge quickly.
She screamed, her orgasm hitting her so fiercely, it blurred her vision for a moment. His mouth
did not release her until her body calmed.
“You’re so beautiful when you come,” he said, his voice gravelly.
She gave him a lazy smile when he stood up to remove his shirt. She sat up then, to undo the
button on his jeans while he watched her with his eyes hooded. She bit her bottom
lip as she lowered his zipper, returning the favor by tormenting him with her
slowness. Then, instead of touching him where he wanted, she traced the hard
lines of his six-pack abs, up to his muscular chest, and then she brought them
lower again all the way down to his perfect V. Rome’s body was a work of art.
Michelangelo’s David came to mind.
Deciding she couldn’t wait any longer to taste him,
she freed his hard cock, thick, long, and cut. He was beautiful. He shucked his
pants all the way down, and as soon as he stepped out of them and came closer
to her, she sucked him into her mouth, taking him as far as she could go.
His moans of enjoyment only urged her on, knowing she was driving him as crazy as he had
her. She licked up and down his shaft a few times before popping him back in,
and concentrating on the head.
“Enough,” he said gruffly, popping himself out of her mouth. “I want to come inside you.”
About Elena Kincaid
 
Elena Kincaid is an award-winning and Amazon best-selling
author. She writes Paranormal and Contemporary Romances. She developed a
passion for reading and writing at an early age, and loves to write what she
loves to read, usually romance with a paranormal twist. Her desk is constantly
cluttered with journals, sticky notes, and torn-out pieces of paper full of
ideas.
She was born in Ukraine and raised in New York, where she currently lives with
her daughter. She graduated college with a BFA in creative writing, and in
addition to writing, she also started a graphic design business a few years
after graduating. When not working, Elena loves to spend time with her family,
travel the globe, curl up with a good book, and catch up on her soaps.
 
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AUCTIONED TO THE BAD BOY CEO by Doris O’Connor @evernightpub @mamaD8

.Reading time 11 minutes.

Thanks so much for having me on your blog today with my new release Auctioned to the Bad

Boy CEO. Hannah and Logan are right up there in the top five favorite couples I’ve

written to date, and I can only hope that the readers will love them as much as I do.

One early reviewer said, “They’re perfect for each other.”

I have to agree, but then I would, right. LOL

Check them out!

 

Blurb:

Hannah Watson has little time for romantic entanglements. After all, she hasn’t met a man yet who can beat her little battery-operated friend.

Until the new CEO arrives. Known for his ruthlessness in business, he’s also every woman’s wet dream—hers included. His temper alone should be a turn off, but her libido is not listening to reason.

Logan Bryce doesn’t tangle with his employees—ever—until curvy little Hannah makes all of him sit up and take notice. Who knew the starchy, always respectably dressed Ms. Watson had such a naughty side? Her proposal to auction off willing celebrities and suitable staff for a ‘date’ has appeal, especially with Hannah, herself, on the auction block.

The terms of the auction are clear—a twenty-four hour commitment—plenty of time to get her out of his system.

What can possibly go wrong?

 

Be Warned: mild BDSM, sex toys, spanking

 

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Excerpt:

“Because you were too busy playing slap the donkey with your schlong.”

“Schlong?” Logan didn’t know whether to be amused or offended at having his cock referred to thus.

“Yes, what would you call that?”

She glanced down at said appendage and attempted to cross her arms. No doubt to hide her body’s far too obvious reaction to him. It made him even harder, eager to lose himself in her soft body and to finish with her what he’d started on his own in the shower. She accidentally grazed his cock with her arm in her attempt to hide her hard nipples from him. Like “come suck me” beacons they pushed against the satin of her gown, and made Logan’s mouth water with the need to taste them. How responsive would those little nubs be as he rolled them between his fingers, sucked them in his mouth, and bit down? Would she like that nip of pain, find it as much as a turn-on as he did, or would that be one step too far for sensible little Hannah? Not that she looked very sensible now with her dilated pupils, and the fine sheen of arousal coating her skin. Her heart beat an uneven staccato at the base of her throat, and a groan escaped her full lips when he ran his nose along that sensitive area and inhaled. Her sweet scent, made more potent by her arousal, called him to bite down, to mark her in the most primitive of ways, but he couldn’t and wouldn’t do that without her consent.  To give into his darker desires was a two-edged sword, one he couldn’t allow himself to unleash, not now, perhaps not ever again. Certainly not with someone who worked for him, and with the hearing hanging over his head, he wouldn’t do anything to jeopardize his success there. He owed Claudia that much.

Logan pushed those thoughts down with the same ruthlessness that had made him so successful in the corporate world. They had no business here, not with sweet little Hannah his for the taking and his being so revved up that innocent skin on skin graze of her arm on his cock was almost painful. Predictably that part of his anatomy jerked. Giving into the demands of his body, he pulled back slightly, took her hand, and wrapped her slender fingers around his shaft.

Another one of those cock-hardening moans came from the woman he was holding a not so reluctant prisoner against his bathroom wall, and he tipped her chin up with his other hand to read her expression.

“I would call that my cock, and unless you really do want me to spank that delicious, round bottom of yours, I suggest you do something to help him out.”

Her digits tightened around his shaft, and Logan swallowed his grunt of pleasure.

“Like this, Sir?”

Her whispered question and the snarky intonation she put on that title made his dominant side roar. She couldn’t know what that did to him, and soon he was past the ability to think, because the feel of her little fist sliding up and down his hard dick, the little mewls she made as though this was a huge turn-on for her, too … fuck it, he was in real danger of shooting his load right there and then, and that just wouldn’t do. He wanted to come inside her tight little pussy the first time around, before he claimed every one of her other willing holes.

Logan fisted his hand in her hair and pulling her head back growled his instructions.

“Enough.”

He pulled Hannah’s hand off his dick and slanted his lips over hers. Her tiny yelp in response to his rough handling granted him access, and he pushed his tongue inside her mouth, while he angled her head just so. When her hands slid up his shoulders and she pushed herself against him, he lost what little restraint he had and kissed her in earnest. He tongue-fucked her, in a very good imitation of what he was aching to do with his cock, while he ground his hips into her soft belly, and, grasping a generous handful of her luscious ass, pulled her tighter into him.

Hannah did not disappoint in her response. She kissed him back with the same feverish desire that coursed through his veins. The need to fill his lungs with oxygen forced him to break the kiss, and, panting, he rested his forehead on hers.

“Let’s take this to the bedroom. I need to be in you, woman. Tell me you want that, too.”

He pulled away just enough to read her expression, and the sight of her kiss-swollen lips, her pale skin already marked by his emerging stubble was the hugest fucking turn-on so far. Still, he had to be sure she was on board with this, so he forced himself to wait for her response. When none was forthcoming, other than the sounds of her rapid breathing, he tugged her hair again, a little harder this time. Tears sprang into her azure eyes, but she also clung tighter and bit her lip.

“Don’t do that. It makes me want to bite you all over, right after I turned your backside raw for not answering me straightaway.”

If that was possible her eyes grew even wider. She whispered something that he couldn’t quite catch over the roaring of his own heartbeat in his ears.

“What was that? Speak up, little dove, or I shall take your silence as consent. After all, you did come and see me, and I warned you what would happen if you did.”

He pulled her plump bottom lip between his teeth and bit down. Hannah gasped and jerked, and he pulled back and licked that tiny drop of blood away. Her life’s essence exploded on his taste buds, made him hungry for more.

“Tell me you’re mine for tonight.”

 

About Doris

Doris is a writer of sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get.  From contemporary to paranormal, Sci-fi, BDSM, M/M, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.

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Down and Dirty Anthology Takeover Party! #DownandDirty #bluecollar

.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Come and have some fun at the Down and Dirty Anthology Takeover party this weekend!

~Feb 23rd -Feb 24th~

Come and chat with your favorite authors, have some fun, enter some contests! Get sneak peeks into the fantastic stories in this incredible collection of contemporary romance!

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And don’t forget to enter the pre-party giveaway to win a Coach bag here!

 

ONE LAST HIT by Maia Dylan @evernightpub @Maiadylanauthor

.Reading time 10 minutes.

One Last Hit

By Maia Dylan

Publisher: Evernight Publishing

Cover Artist: Jay Aheer

 

 

Book Blurb:

Aaron George thought he’d lost the love of his life seven years ago. Right up until he pulled back the curtain of a hospital examination room and found Marshall Armstrong tending to a bullet wound on the other side. Then the night got really strange. They found themselves getting shot at and running for their lives.

Marshall Armstrong had finally come for Aaron. He’d been working toward it from the moment he’d had to fake his own death. Now, just when he had enough money and resources to take Aaron back, Aaron’s father, Franklin George knew his son was alive and that Marshall had a few secrets of his own.

Can Marshall and Aaron get back together as they work to make this one last hit before they disappear forever, or will their shot go wide and leave them with nothing?

 

**MM

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STORY EXCERPT:

Aaron growled. “Maybe I’ve gotten better at lying now. I’m way more secretive than I was when you knew me. Everyone thought I was dead. I left the day of the explosion with nothing but our emergency pack. No one knew I was here living my life until recently.”

“I’ve always known where you were,” Marshall answered honestly. “You took the identity I’d had created for you, so I knew where to find you from the moment you left.”

“Then why the hell didn’t you come to me sooner?” Aaron asked in a small voice.

Marshall reached out, wanting to touch him, to ease his pain, but stopped short when Aaron flinched away from him. Not that he could blame him for the reaction at all.

“Franklin is powerful and determined to make the damn Senate. If he had known you were alive earlier, he would have killed you just to tidy up that loose end. He couldn’t have his own son coming out and telling the world what an asshole he is. Aaron, even when I knew I shouldn’t, I kept up with what you were doing. I’ve fucking stalked you from afar for years. What existed between us was real.”

Aaron’s gaze swung to him. “Really? Because I loved you with everything I had and losing you destroyed who I was. Flames were lifting into the air, and gas bottles were exploding and all I could think about was walking straight into that burning building so that I could go with you.”

Marshall’s heart broke at that. “Baby. I am so sorry I had to put you through that. But I had to get you away from Franklin and I knew you wouldn’t go without me. Franklin wasn’t going to let me go, Aaron. I was an asset he had no desire to lose. If we had run together, he would have come after us with everything he had. I knew that the only reason you would go by yourself is if you thought I was dead.”

Aaron frowned. “Why couldn’t we have just left together? If he was convinced that I died in that fire, why wouldn’t he accept it was both of us? Damn it, Marshall I managed to leave that day and no one came looking for me for seven years! I started a new life and fought for a chance to live it. Why couldn’t we have done that together?”

Marshall took a deep breath. He’d known this conversation had to happen, but he hadn’t expected it to be so soon. “He was going to take you away that night, Marshall. He was going to take you from me and use you to control me. Every option I looked at to save you resulted in you being hurt or killed. I was too young, I had very little experience with everything, and I panicked. Making it look like the explosion killed you was the only option I came up with that got you away from him.”

“Why the hell did you stay?” He could hear anger in Aaron’s voice. “You could have gotten away from him at any time.”

Self-loathing threatened to drown him. “I had to make sure you remained safe. And without you, I just stopped caring about anything else. Your father claimed your life insurance, had a funeral, and publically mourned your death. And I did it all with a happy heart because I knew that you were alive and that you were free.”

“But what about you, Marshall,” Aaron asked quietly, “weren’t you worth saving, too?”

Marshall turned to look out at the road ahead. “I may have been then, but everything I have done since, what your father has turned me into, all of it makes me beyond salvation now.

Aaron made a dismissive sound. “That’s bullshit. No one is so far gone that they can’t be saved, either from my father or themselves. You’ve already said that a lot of what you have had to do over the years was at the bequest of Franklin George. It sounds to me that the fault lies with him, not you.”

“But it was me pulling the trigger all those years, Aaron, and not always at Franklin’s request,” Marshall answered, turning to give him a sad look. “It’s me that took money from your father and others to kill the people they most needed eliminated from their lives. And it’s me who has to somehow reconcile everything that I have done since I left you seven years ago so that I can sleep at night,” Marshall took a moment trying to find the words that would explain it. “You could say this is about vengeance with a strong dose of penance for me and that would be a lot closer to the truth, but it would certainly not grant me absolution.”

© MAIA DYLAN, EVERNIGHT PUBLISHING, 2018

 

ALL ABOUT MAIA DYLAN

Mother, wife, author, and all around crazy…

I write the kind of books that I love to read. Love stories between strong men and their independent soulmates. Usually, their path to Happily Ever After is a bumpy one, but there is always a Happy Ever After. 

In the world’s I create there is someone (or two, or three) for everyone!  Love comes in many forms and I believe it is all beautiful and should be celebrated!

I live, love and write in New Zealand, married to my husband of eleven years with two beautiful children who I truly believe were sent as a blessing, but sometimes to try my patience, and I wouldn’t have it any other way!

 

 

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BEST FOOT FORWARD by Bea Stevens

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Best Foot Forward

The Liberty Laurence Series, Book One

by Bea Stevens

 

Blurb:

Liberty ‘Libby’ Lawrence adores designer labels – even though she can’t afford many. And she especially loves shoes. Her favourites are Christian Louboutins – though not those fake ones Bianca Morrison-Wright gets from the market (the red paint rubs off the soles and everything!)

She’s working as a manager (albeit junior manager) at a London hotel, when the boss announces that there has been a theft from his office. Libby couldn’t help noticing some strange marks on his carpet when she was called in for a reprimand recently (not that it was her fault, or anything) which lead her to surmise who the thief is.

Detective Sergeant James Harper, the hunky policemen who is assigned the case, seems interested in her theory – until she names her number one suspect. Libby is devastated, not only because he doesn’t believe her but – more importantly – that this guy knows NOTHING about shoes!

As Libby struggles to convince the sergeant that her hunch is right, her boss that she’s ready for promotion and herself that she’s not really falling for the gorgeous copper, she realises that maybe she’s wrong about the theft, she’s not suited to the hotel industry and that the handsome hunk is married!

Purchase link:

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Best-Foot-Forward-Liberty-Lawrence-ebook/dp/B07913RZBX

 

Excerpt:

I’m busy watching a yummy copper-haired guy who’s just walked through from the bar and is looking around. It’s him. It’s Mr Handsome Hunk himself.
Oh my God.
My heart pounds like a bass drum.
Cassie’s nearest and goes up to him, seating him on table twelve, just next to the deuce by the window. That’s a table of two, by the way, not just a tennis term.
I quickly pick up a menu and head over, trying not to catch the attention of the two reporters on the next table. Cassie’s eyes flash at me as our paths cross, and I suspect she’s thinking the same as me – what a stud!
‘Good afternoon, sir.’ I smile as I hand him the menu. ‘The soup today is potato and leek, and I’m afraid we’ve run out of lamb.’
He doesn’t even smile as he takes the menu from me. There’s a thud in my stomach.
‘Pity, I quite fancy lamb today.’
I daren’t tell him what – or rather who – I fancy.
‘Sorry, sir.’
He frowns; I hope it’s not because of the lamb.
‘Just be careful of the vegetables,’ Ben calls over from the next table.
‘You’re okay if you just want a pea, though,’ Rob chimes in with a chuckle.
Very funny. I shoot them a dirty look, stick my nose in the air and walk away. Or at least, I would have walked away if my heel hadn’t got caught in the tablecloth as I spun around. I yelp as my ankle twists and there’s a clatter of silverware as the contents of table twelve hurtle through the air, firing all around me like bullets as I fall with a hefty slam, ending up sprawled across the floor in between the two tables.
‘Libby, are you okay?’ Cassie’s there in an instant. I peer up gingerly, having covered my head with my arms in case the wineglasses came crashing over me.
‘I think so,’ I say, sitting up carefully.
The reporters on table fourteen are laughing hysterically, while the man on twelve is shaking his head and holding two glasses in his hands.
‘I’m really sorry.’ I slowly stand while Cassie gathers the cutlery.
‘I saved these.’ The man hands me the two wineglasses. ‘Perhaps I could sit at table thirteen instead?’
‘I’m afraid we don’t have one,’ I murmur. ‘It’s considered, um…unlucky.’

About the Author: Bea Stevens

Bea lives in the beautiful countryside of Shropshire, England, but is never averse to taking a trip to the local (and not-so-local) towns to check out the big stores for new shoes and bags (all in the name of research, of course J).

She has worked mainly in catering and admin, but had to give up her job when her fight against breast cancer took another downward turn. An eternal optimist, she took the opportunity to write – something she has always loved. Every cloud… and all that!

She hopes very much that you share her sense of humour and that you enjoy her first Chick Lit novel, Best Foot Forward.

 

Please feel free to contact her at https://www.facebook.com/AuthorBeaStevens/

 

 

SIN AND SEDUCTION Anthology, various authors

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Sin & Seduction

Meet your next book boyfriend in this sexy box set!

Sin & Seduction: A Limited Edition Spicy Paranormal & Contemporary Romance Collection

Amazon Smart URL: http://hyperurl.co/SinZ

Goodreads: http://bit.ly/2yHxc9S

Featuring New York Times, USA Today, and International bestselling authors, Sin & Seduction is a spicy, diverse collection of paranormal & contemporary, hetero & same sex romance reads designed to ignite fires of passion, love, and romance.

Bursting with sexy-as-sin heroes & devilish heroines, our titillating & romantic tales will seduce you and leave you craving more. Get ready for a passionate and exhilarating ride!

Warning: The Sin & Seduction authors suggest all readers ensure snacks and cool drinks are obtained before starting this collection. Once you start, you won’t want to stop until the last page. Please read responsibly.

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TORMENT by Erzabet Bishop

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Torment

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New from USA Today bestselling author Erzabet Bishop!

Love mafia style dark romance? Check this one out today!

 #mafiaromance #darkromance #organizedcrime #romance #contemporary #trade #contemporary

#eroticromance #badboy #dangerous #alphamale #pre-order

 

Blurb:

Olivia

Wanting him had to be a sin…

He saved me from the darkness, but by then I could never go back to the light. His eyes haunted me. When I’m given the choice to offer up my body for one month in exchange for my brother’s life, I don’t even hesitate. It’s dangerous, this dance we’re in, and I can’t look away. But will it be enough?

Dane

Olivia was mine.

She stood there trembling in the dark, wounded, and that’s when I knew I had to have her. I would protect her, from our families and even from myself. But when fate handed her back to me on a silver platter, I couldn’t let her go. Her place was in my bed. All I had to do was survive long enough to keep her.

Purchase links:

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