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Welcome Lyn Croft/ Blood & Kindred

09 Friday May 2014

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Blood and Kindred

Blurb

Continuing the Bloodlines Series with Book 2
Cara expected a relaxing spring break, free from studying, free from exams. Instead, her reality has been crushed as she is thrown into a world of the supernatural and finds out that the very battle between Heaven and Hell centers around her.
Halflings, Vampyres, and Werewolves are now part of her reality as she struggles to survive. Her best friend is now a vampyre and Zillah, the ancient vampyre queen is still hot on her trail. New enemies emerge as lost loved ones resurface.
In this exciting sequel to BLOOD and LILLIES, the Halflings fight to protect the key while everywhere they turn; they face betrayal and new enemies. Will Eamon lose Cara forever when she finds out the secrets behind the Halfling’s heritage and learns what she truly is? Or will Zillah finally win in her quest and open the portal between all realms, destroying our mortal reality and the key along with it?

Excerpt

Thunder tore through the cabin as the walls trembled against the quaking foundation. Damon grabbed a vampyre by the neck and tossed him through the drywall. His deadly sword quickly followed, piercing directly into the heart of the monster. The blood sucker cried out in pain as it clawed desperately at his attacker. The blade exited. Before the vampyre’s feet could hit the floor, edged steel smoothly creased against his throat, flawlessly severing head from body.
Damon moved quickly through the horde, his weapon swift and true, eliminating numbers of the enemy’s army. One after another, they poured from all crevices of the house, their numbers many, each falling at his feet as they advanced towards him. Decapitated heads rolled at his feet, mouths gaping open, eyes wide with shock. Damon looked around as the whispering movements of the Halflings pressed on. He searched for his wife, hoping for a glimpse of watching her in action. Her movement was intoxicating, and he loved watching her graceful executions.
The sea of heads swarming in the room made it difficult to pick Shannon out. Damon focused, honing his senses as the chaos stilled before him. Using his mind, he slowed the clatter of bodies before him, giving him only a few moments to examine the occupants in the room.
She was nowhere to be found.
His heart contracted, as if an invisible fist had jammed itself inside his rib cage, crushing his beating organ right where he stood. Something wasn’t right and he could feel it. Panic hit as he released the trance on his mind as the battle before him came rushing back to full speed.
“Eamon!” he called out to his twin across the room. “I can’t find Shannon!”
Eamon spun around with his sword, taking out a half circle of vamps out as he did. He pushed through the bodies, scanning and assessing the people around him. Other Halflings made their way through the horde of vamps, each graceful and deadly in their movements, but none being the one he searched for. He could hear Seamus still outside with other warriors, as well as the hellhounds, battling the flocks of minions the queen had stashed about the grounds. He knew she wasn’t out there though. Shannon had come inside with them. He was sure of it. Immediately, his eyes hit the stairs. Muttering under his breath about their plan to “stick together”, he forced his way to the stairway, only to be blocked by another fury of vamps.
Damon’s eyes followed his brother’s. Seeing the opportunity the blockade had given him, he charged without another second to spare. Leaping over enemies, he struck in mid air, taking out foes with the brunt force of his blade. His foot reached the top of the stairs, as he heard the gargled chokes of one desperate for breath. Damon’s heart sank as he came to the entrance of the room, only to see his worst nightmare playing out before his eyes.
Soiled boots struggled and kicked above the ground, as a shattered blade lay in scattered pieces across the wooden floor. The girl’s body shook and quivered in midair as frantic hand store at the vice around her throat. Shannon thrashed against the blackness consuming her as Zillah continued squeezing her like a python constricting its prey.
“Put her down!” Damon ordered as he charged forward.
The Queen’s face peeked around the Shannon’s limp body. Obsidian spheres glared at him, filled with warning. The edges of her lips curled up into a sinister grin, pleased and eager for another visitor.
“Step any closer and I will snap her neck.” Zillah ordered, as he held Shannon to the side. She raised the girl’s body higher and squeezed harder wanting to make sure her point was made.
The sound of fragile bones splintering under the pressure echoed in Damon’s ears. He cringed against the sound of twigs snapping as throttled breath begged for him to stop. His movement ceased as fear washed over, locking his feet to the ground in terror.
“Please!” he begged, surrendering his sword down to the ground. He knew he was going against everything he stood for, everything they had fought for so long, but the thought of losing her…
“Please, let her go. You can have me. Please!” Blood burned under his skin, pulsing violently as it raced with need. The fear of his wife being killed threatened his sanity, as well as his humanity. The demon bitch had found his only weakness. To save her, he would sacrifice his life.
Damon threw his hands up in surrender, his eyes begging in silence for the monster to release his wife. He couldn’t hear the thunderous quaking from downstairs, anymore. The only sound filling his head was that of the labored and shaky breathing of pressing death surrounding him. The seconds ticked by slowly, as an eternity seemed to pass as Damon waited for Zillah to release her clutch.
Shannon’s body fell with a thick thud, lying motionless between them. Weighted misery flooded him, robbing him of his air, and stilling his heart. Dropping to his knees, Damon stared hopelessly at to her unconscious body. Her heartbeat fluttered, barely registering, as her life had already begun slipping away.
Vengeance took hold as rage coursed through him, erupting with murderous intent. The Halfling unsheathed a jagged stake from his ankle as the voltage in his eyes ignited. A feral growl rippled from his chest as Damon leapt at the vampyre queen.

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Lyn Croft
BIOLyn Croft is a sci-fi fantasy writer born and raised in sunny Southern California. There, she raises her daughter, works full time, writes novels, and plays video games in her spare time.
Her new book, “Blood & Lilies ~ Bloodlines” is her debut novel, and the first in a series of epic tales for the battle between good and evil.


Welcome Becky McGraw/ Texas Trouble Series

07 Wednesday May 2014

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The Texas Trouble Series by Becky McGraw

Contemporary western romance with hot cowboys, a dash of suspense, and a lot of southern humor. The perfect recipe for Trouble. Available on Amazon.com

Watch a video trailer for the Texas Trouble Series by Becky McGraw

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My Kind of Trouble (#1, Texas Trouble)

SYNOPSIS:


Cassie Bellamy swore she’d never go back to her hometown when she left Bowie, Texas ten years prior.  In that time she’d all but forgotten about the man who sent her running to Phoenix in the first place, bad boy Luke Matthews.  She had built a new life in Arizona, which included a successful real estate business, and a new fiancé.  The last thing she needed was to dredge up old memories by seeing him again.  But her daddy was hurt and needed her help at the ranch.  Her plan was to get her daddy on his feet as quickly as possible, and avoid Luke Matthews like the plague.


That plan went to hell fast when, on a nostalgic whim, she decided to drive her old pickup back to Bowie, instead of her BMW.  Bessie gave up the ghost five miles outside of Bowie, and the one person she wanted to avoid became her knight in brown khaki.  Cassie knew right then she was in big trouble.  The reformed bad boy was the Sheriff of Bowie now, and not only was he still hotter than the Texas sun, his anger toward her was too.

Luke Matthews had worked damned hard to change the way people of Bowie thought of him. He was no longer known as the bad boy son of the town’s drunk, they called him Sheriff now. For ten years, Luke had been living on the right side of the law.  Although he was discreet about it, he also played hard to forget about the woman who’d given him the determination to better himself by leaving him ten years prior without a word.  


His strategy had worked perfectly, until he came across a beat up pickup on the side of the road and decided to play good Samaritan.  That charitable act led him to the uncharitable owner of the illegally long legs sticking out from under the hood.  Cassie Bellamy was back in town and the beautiful blonde was just as sassy and stubborn as she always had been.


At first he’s pissed, but then realizes he’s just been presented with the prime opportunity to finally settle his mind and move on.  Luke is determined before he sees her beautiful backside on the way out of town, he will have his answers, even if it takes hog-tying her to get them.


EXCERPT:


“Crotchety old filly is like a drill sergeant.  Bosses me around something terrible,” he grumbled and forked a piece of scrambled egg into his mouth.  “Kinda like those sponge baths though,” he said around the egg and chuckled.


He would, she thought, and chuckled herself.  “She sounds like just what you need, old man.  Otherwise, you’d be running all over her.”


“You’re one to talk little girl.  That wimpy ex-fiancé of yours still in jail?”


“As far as I know.  Between your trespassing charge and mine for stalking, James will either have to drop the charges against Luke, or spend more time than him in jail.  I’m going to get a restraining order against him, once I get back to Phoen–” she realized what she had been about to say and stopped. 


Her daddy’s eyes narrowed.  There was dead silence between them for a minute or two, then he asked in a low even voice, “So you’re going back?”


Cassie looked down at her hands.  “Yeah, for now.  I’ve got a lot of loose ends to tie up with the business, and I need to really think about where I want to live and what I want to do.  I made a snap decision to stay in Bowie because I was excited about the horse breeding thing…”


“You can still do that.  I have plenty of money, Cassie Bee, more than I could ever spend before I kick the bucket.”


Cassie looked back at him, and emotion clogged her throat.  She cleared it then said, “I know Daddy, but if I do it, I want to do it on my own.  It will mean more that way.  But I’m not sure yet if that’s what I want or not.”  Carl’s eyes misted, and Cassie reassured him, even though she knew it wasn’t going to happen, “I still might do it Daddy, there’s just a lot I need to deal with before I can make a decision.  A lot I need to work out.”


“You tell Luke?”


“No, I didn’t…and I’m not.  He wouldn’t let me go.  The time I’ve spent with him these past few weeks has been great.  I realize I love him, haven’t ever stopped.  But I don’t see things working out between us.  We don’t make each other stronger.”


Carl threw his fork down on the tray and spat, “That’s horseshit, girl. You two were made for each other, and it’s a crying ass shame you can’t see it.  That boy loves you, and he’ll take care of you.  You could do a helluva lot worse than him, that’s for sure.”


“See that’s the thing Daddy—I don’t want him to take care of me. I’ve been taking care of myself for ten years.  And if I stay he’ll try to do that.  All that’s done so far is get him into trouble.  His life was solid until I came back.  Even Cole said so.  I think the best thing I can do for both of us is go back to Phoenix.  For now, anyway.”


“You’ve got some strange notions about love, honey.”  Carl shook his head and picked up his fork again.  Staring down at his plate, he continued, “Your mama was the love of my life, and we argued every day.  It didn’t mean we didn’t love each other.  Love’s hard work…not for the faint of heart.”


Cassie just listened, even though she wanted to argue that she knew it was hard work, and she didn’t mind working hard, as long as she knew the end result would be worth it.  In their case, she and Luke would just wind up hurting each other again.


He stuck his fork into a piece of cantaloupe and waved it at her.  “You’re one of the strongest women I know, Cassie Bee…and you could work it out with Luke, if you’d just stick around and try.”  His eyes pleaded with her to change her mind.


Not happening.  “Since I’ve been back in Bowie, I’ve gotten thrown from a horse, almost raped, broken my ankle and cracked my skull.  My crazy ex stalked me.  And Luke, bless his heart, has tried to save me from it all.  For his trouble, he’s been antagonized by me, risked everything he has to buy a herd of cattle he has no use for, and he’s had to beat the shit out of the cowhand for trying to rape me.  He has been thrown in jail once, almost twice.  Now, he’s arguing with his best friend over me.  I’m just no good for him, and Bowie isn’t good for me.”


That got a chuckle out of her dad, but he sobered quickly.  “None of that has anything to do with the price of tea in China—or love, girl.  If Luke was there for you through all that, and you were there for him, that’s what love is.  Life ain’t easy, you have to take the fleas with the dog.”


“Well, I’m taking my flea circus and heading back to Phoenix for a while, daddy.”

He looked up at her and asked quietly, “Why did you run away after graduation, Cassie Bee?”


Cassie looked down at her hands again.  It was time to finally give her daddy the truth. “Because of Luke,” she said and cleared her throat.  “It know now it was a misunderstanding, but Luke was supposed to meet me at the lake that night.  When he didn’t show up, I went looking for him and found him tangled up with Becca Harvey, and thought he was cheating on me.”


“Did you talk to him before you left?  Ask him about it?”


“No…I was too hurt.”


“So you just got your ass over the dashboard and left him dangling on the limb to head toPhoenix.”


Cassie looked up at him and swallowed hard.  “Yeah, I guess I did.  But he didn’t come after me either.”


“You’re wrong there.  He came over here right after you left that night, looking like he could chew nails.  He grabbed me by the collar and yelled at me trying to get me to tell him where you were. I thought he was gonna cry when I told him you left, but I didn’t know where you were heading.”


Her daddy had never mentioned that to her before, and a wave a guilt surged up to strangle her.  “I didn’t know.”


“So now you’re doing it again.  Leaving him dangling without talking to him and heading off to Phoenix to run away and hide, because you decided that was best.”


Was she doing that?  Repeating history by being a coward and running away instead of confronting Luke?  Her conscience whispered, hell yes you are. “Okay, Daddy you’ve made a point.  I’ll call Luke and talk to him.”

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The Trouble With Love (#2, Texas Trouble)

Widowed Phoenix Detective, Sabrina Roberts, is burned out.  She hopes the chance to stand in a friend’s wedding in a small Texas town will give her the break she so desperately needs.  Once there she finds that and a lot more when she meets sexy, but chauvanistic, Sheriff Cole Jackson.

Full Synopsis, Sample and Amazon Buy Links:

US – http://tinyurl.com/ofn9dmo

UK – http://tinyurl.com/p22auwt

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Double The Trouble (#3, Texas Trouble)

Identical Twin, Professional Rodeo Roper Karlie Upton is on the run from an abusive ex.  She runs to a friends ranch in a small Texas town and the first person she meets is the tall, dark and disgrunted Chief Deputy in the town, Gabe Kelley.

Full Synopsis, Sample and Amazon Buy Links:

US – http://tinyurl.com/kuk5glz

UK – http://tinyurl.com/kknf5js

Looking For Trouble (#4, Texas Trouble)

Aspiring Country Singer, Jess Sparks, hits the lottery from a one-night stand.  Her prize is her daughter Angel.  A gig in a small town brings her face to face with the man who fathered Angel.  If she can get past the fear of losing her precious Angel, can she find love and a father for her with sexy bull rider Wade Roberts?

Full Synopsis, Sample and Amazon Buy Links:

US – http://tinyurl.com/o9jbsy6

UK – http://tinyurl.com/k86eadr

Trouble In Dixie (#5, Texas Trouble)

Left high and dry by her roping partner and twin sister, cowgirl Katie Upton hires on at the Rockin’ R horse ranch as a cutting horse trainer.  Her new boss, sexy single-father, Tommy Tucker both tempts and frustrates her.  His daughter Dixie is a little hellion, who needs supervision that he’s not giving her, and is always in trouble. Like someone else she knew.  Her wild ass twin sister.

Full Synopsis, Sample and Amazon Buy Links:

US – http://tinyurl.com/o4adyew

UK – http://tinyurl.com/muq77t9

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Asking For Trouble (#6, Texas Trouble)

Country Fiddler Jazzie Ramos’ life is in upheaval. Her best friend has just gotten married, and her younger brother is in a heap of trouble. She is determined to save him, and finds help from handsome Texas Ranger Beau Bowman.  Beau is determined to help keep her safe, but he’s more determined to stay single.

Full Synopsis, Sample and Amazon Buy Links:

US – http://tinyurl.com/nc2uq6v

UK – http://tinyurl.com/ox4xlpo

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Chasing Trouble (#7, Texas Trouble)

Texas Wildcatter Oilman Chase Rhodes never gets the girl.  He is tired of women either wanting friendship or sex from him, but nothing more.  He’s looking for a woman who thinks he’s a keeper, and after meeting her thinks that woman just might be ER Doc Jenny Anderson, and makes her an offer she can’t refuse.

Full Synopsis, Sample and Amazon Buy Links:

US – http://tinyurl.com/pvcfcs7

UK – http://tinyurl.com/q4tamkj

Here Comes Trouble (#8, Texas Trouble)

After his divorce, attorney Joel Rhodes is into sampling flavors not relationships.  And he’s finished with the law.  He buys a dude ranch and hires flavor number one, nurse Terri Cassidy, to be his medic for the ranch.  It doesn’t take long for him to realize he’s bitten off more than he bargained for by hiring the petite brunette.

Full Synopsis, Sample and Amazon Buy Links:

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UK – http://tinyurl.com/kjof9cv

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Worth The Trouble (#9, Texas Trouble)

Injured firefighter and spec ops paramedic Ethan Cassidy thinks his life is over when he goes to his sister’s ranch to recouperate from an accident on the job.  He meets country beautiful female ranch hand Roxanne Baker, who insists on helping him recuperate from his injuries, and suddenly he seems to think life might be worth living after all.

Full Synopsis, Sample and Amazon Buy Links:

US – http://tinyurl.com/noztww4

UK – http://tinyurl.com/mctvwgk

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Royal Trouble (#10, Texas Trouble)

Former Miss Texas, beauty queen Leigh Ann Baker knows she has more value than marrying some rich old man.  She leaves her ovrebearing mother to go to her sister Roxanne for help, and meets sexy vet Wes Jepson.  Single father, veterinarian Wes Jepson needs an assistant, but his friend’s sister, prissy Leigh Ann Baker, is a far cry from what he needs.  Not only is she incompetent, she stirs up a hornet’s nest a local ranch known for underhanded dealings.

Full Synopsis, Sample and Amazon Buy Links:

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UK – http://tinyurl.com/mmcdr3v

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Trouble With The Law (#11, Texas Trouble)

Former detective Trace Rooks knows his father was behind sending him to prison.  When he gets out early by making a deal with the feds, Trace is determined to take Senator Rooks down.  After he deals with his father, he plans to take down the other person responsible.  Veronica Winters, the beautiful, but treacherous attorney who represented him during his trial. His plans are delayed though, when he gets thrown in jail again for trying to help a scatter-brained beauty queen before she gets killed in the operation at the ranch.  When Ronnie Winters shows up at the jail offering her help, he wants none of it.  But he can’t resist getting his pound of flesh from her just a little earlier than he anticipated.

Excerpt

You

want answers, Veronica?” Trace ground out, his eyes hard and dark.  His

arm shot across the table, and she flinched.  He laughed and grabbed

her pen then leaned back and dropped it under the table.  Lowering his

voice, he leaned forward again to growl, “Let me tell you what I want, then you decide if you still want those answers.” He drummed his fingers on the table.

Tingles

of alarm coursed through Veronica traveling with the excitement already

buzzing along her nerve endings.  Something wasn’t right here.  Trace

Rooks wasn’t right.  Three years in prison had warped him, changed him

into a man she didn’t know.  One who scared her a little.  And that was

saying a lot.  Because men didn’t scare her—ever.  She was the one who

scared them. 

Veronica

stiffened her shoulders, and her spine to sit up straighter in her

chair.  She was The Shark Lady, the best damned criminal lawyer in

Amarillo, and he better damn well remember who he was talking to.

Trace

shoved his chair up under the table, and the sound grated through

her.  He slouched in the chair, and drummed his fingers on the table

again.  “What I want, Red, is for you to get under that table,

and pick up that pen,” he drawled, his eyes glittering with purpose. The

scar on his cheek deepened when his mouth twisted into a travesty of a

smile.  “While you’re under there, I want you to unzip my pants and suck

my dick.  If you do a good enough job of it, I’ll give you your

answers.”

Ronnie snorted, and leaned back in her chair crossing her arms over her chest.  “Dream on, big boy.”

He

was out of his mind if he thought she was going to do that.  Her eyes

involuntarily traveled to the camera mounted in the corner.  Not that

the camera mattered, there was no way she was going to do what he wanted

even if there wasn’t a camera.  But the thought of it made her

wet.  The possibility of getting caught, the probability of getting away

with something so daring.

“I’m

not dreaming,” he said smoothly.  “You’re the one who came here to get

answers from me.  That’s the only way you’re going to get them,

Veronica.  I haven’t had sex in three years because of you.  You owe it

to me.  Bet mine doesn’t taste any different than Leland’s did.”

Three years?

Trace Rooks had only served two years, and had been out of prison for

six months.  Before he went to prison, Trace Rooks didn’t have trouble

finding a willing woman.  She couldn’t believe getting laid wasn’t near

the top of his priority list when he got out of prison.  While she

worked on his case, Veronica knew of at least two women he was with when

he was out of jail pending court hearings.  One of them had even been

in the courtroom, bawling hysterically when he was sentenced.

Either one of those women would probably do just what he asked.  Veronica wasn’t those women.  And she absolutely was not getting under that table to suck Trace Rooks off.

His

eyes narrowed and a smug smile kicked up the corner of his firm

mouth.  “You asked me back then why Leland wanted me in jail.  What if I

told you?” he asked with a lifted brow.  “Would you suck my dick for

that information? How far would you go, Veronica? Would you swallow when

I come in your mouth too?” Trace sucked a breath in through his teeth

and moved one of his hands under the table.  “God, I’m hard just

thinking about it.”

Her

eyes focused on his mouth.  Firm, full lips that spewed his venom,

issued his dirty challenges.  “Stop being vulgar, Trace.  You’re just

trying to shock me.  Just talk to me.  I’m trying to help you here.”

“Help me, help you.  Isn’t that what you told me when you said I should accept that bogus plea deal, Red?”

“I was trying

to help.  Taking that deal was in your best interest,” she said leaning

back in her chair again.  She glanced under the table and the pen

taunted her.

Trace

laughed harshly.  “You helped me right into three years in prison.  Now

I’m going to help you get your answers, right after you give me a blow

job.”

She snorted, and lifted a brow.  “Keep screwing with me and I’ll get under that table and bite your dick off,” she threatened.

He

leaned forward on his elbows, and met her eyes directly.  “You bite me

and when I get out, I’ll tie you up and spank your ass until you beg me

to fuck you.” Trace wasn’t kidding. His dark eyes were focused on her,

and he didn’t blink, not once.  A dull throb started at the apex of her

thighs, and she uncrossed her legs to press her knees together. 

This

was ridiculous.  Ronnie didn’t like kinky sex, had never had a partner

who was into it either.  Why was she getting so turned on then by his

naughty suggestions?

She

shook her head to clear it.  This wasn’t getting her anywhere.  She

also realized she wasn’t getting anywhere with Trace Rooks, and

considering his mood, she wasn’t going to.  Veronica scraped her chair

back, then reached down for her briefcase. 

The

black pen near his foot taunted her again.  He used the toe of his boot

to slowly shove it to one side, then the other, and she felt his gaze

hot on the side of her face.  Back and forth, he moved it, teasing

her.  But he said nothing. 

There

was no way she could leave that pen there.  It was a very expensive

Mont Blanc.  A pen she had been given by her attorney father when she

graduated from law school.  A memoir of the only time in her life he’d

ever told her he was proud of her.  So what if he’d only said it on the

card that came with the pen, and he was a thousand miles away in

Northern California handling a big case at the time.  He had finally

said it.

“Do

it, Red,” Trace urged in a low growl, as he edged the pen with his toe

again.  She dropped to her knees beside her briefcase and crawled under

the table.  She saw Trace’s hand resting on his crotch.  He stroked

himself, and she saw the hard ridge of his large penis outlined under

his jeans.  Her mouth watered, as she contemplated doing what he asked. 

She

had always been curious what the big draw was with him.  Why women were

always after him.  Policewomen and attorneys alike, even the female

criminals fell prey to his charms.  Hell, she’d even heard he’d done a

judge and a female senator, while he was a detective.  He must be one

hell of a lover is all she could come up with.  Curiosity about him is

what had her so hot and bothered when she was representing him.

Trace

unzipped his jeans, and she saw his thick erection straining at the top

of his tight white underwear.  She bit back a groan, as her hand closed

around the ink pen.  His foot landed on top of her hand to trap it. 

“You

know you want to do it, Veronica.  You’ve wanted to do it for

years.  Since you first met me,” he suggested softly.  “Now’s your

chance, Red.  To get your answers and satisfy your curiosity.” His sexy,

tempting voice sent a chill down her spine.

Full Synopsis, Sample and Amazon Buy Links:

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Borrowing Trouble (#12, Texas Trouble) **NEW RELEASE ON 5/26/14**

Carrie Collins has been trying to hold it together for three years, since her husband Sean was killed in the line of duty during an undercover drug operation gone bad. If that and the mountain of bills she was left with weren’t bad enough, her son becomes mixed up with the wrong crowd at school. Carrie feels like a failure as a mother, and does the only thing she can think of to fix things, she goes back to her parent’s ranch.

Her dead husband’s best friend, the man accused, but later exonerated of, Sean’s murder shows up at the ranch with his new wife and offers her a break from the kids and the craziness of her life. Carrie is reluctant to accept, but he won’t take no for an answer. She goes to the R & R Ranch, but doesn’t find relaxation there. What she finds is a tall, charismatic ex-rodeo cowboy who not only ties her emotions in more knots than his lasso, he wakes up her dormant libido.

Carrie fights the attraction, because the last thing she needs is a man like Dylan Thomas in her life, a tumbleweed kind of guy who tells her in no uncertain terms he isn’t looking for a relationship. She knows her kids deserve better and so does she. Her kids aren’t there though, and the temporary fantasy he represents becomes too much to resist.

Dylan Thomas wants nothing more than to return to competitive bull riding after an almost career-ending injury landed him at the R & R Ranch teaching rich greenhorns to ride bulls. A year and a half of catering to those wealthy snobs has him bored and restless, until a curvy brunette convinces him it might not be so bad to hang around for a little while longer.

Carrie Collins takes hard to get to an olympic-class level though, and it takes everything in Dylan’s bag of tricks to get close to her. When things finally heat up between them, he finds out there are a couple of things she hasn’t told him about. Like the two kids she has who show up at the ranch, and the job she has accepted there.

His temporary fling with the cute ranch guest suddenly gets a lot more complicated and permanent. Especially when former associates of her son turn up at the ranch demanding money she doesn’t have. Dylan knows then he’s borrowed a helluva lot of trouble he didn’t need in his life by getting involved with her, but when the opportunity to leave presents itself, how can he leave her in danger?

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Penalty Kill

Penalty Kill by Alicia Sparks

 Book 1 in the Memphis Mayhem Series

Blurb
Becca Bramlett finished her Ph.D. and flew to Vegas to celebrate with a friend. She had no idea the Stanley Cup Championship was being played in Sin City or that the hotel where she’d be staying would be swamped with loud, obnoxious hockey players. One in particular caught her eye and irritated her beyond belief when he and his buddies decided to party in the hallway at 3 am. As soon as she confronted him, jabbing her finger into his sexy chest, she knew one touch would never be enough. And God, could the man touch! Nothing had prepared Becca for Axl or the hot weekend they’d spent together. What they did together in bed would be burned in her mind forever. But, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas – or so she thought….
Ten years later – Nick Hartijay’s team, the Memphis Mayhem, is poised to become media darlings, a success story of an underdog NHL team who makes it to the Cup. The only problem is – Nick’s temper is getting the better of him. With heavy fines and suspensions, it’s difficult to focus on his game. The team’s owner has a solution to the problem – bring in a fresh face, someone new to the hockey world that can help the team with their media image. Becca is that person.
As soon as Becca sets eyes on Nick, she realizes he’s THE ONE from so long ago, the guy who set her on fire and left her wanting more – Axl. Why does he pretend he doesn’t know her? Or was the weekend not as memorable for him as it was for her? Confused by her feelings, the new job, and the sexual longings running through her body, Becca knows the only way to keep her sanity is to stay away from the handsome blue-eyed coach. The only problem is – the harder she tries to stay away, the more she wants to end up in the penalty box with him!

*Content Warning: May content adult scenes and graphic content. Intended for 18+ Audience.

Excerpt

“You should choose a safe word,” Axl had said, his voice gravelly and very dangerous. It was their second night together, and she’d shared with him the night before how much she wanted to just hand over control of her life to someone else. That can be arranged, he’d smiled.
As he tied her hands and ankles to the bedposts, she wasn’t sure what she was getting herself into. “What’s a safe word” I’m going to push you to your limits. Part of the fun is that you will say no and stop. I want to know when you really want me to stop and when you really mean no as opposed to when you are just in the moment. Does that make sense?” His face rested just above hers and she could tell he was serious.
She licked her lips. “What kind of word?” She’d never heard of anything like this before. Then again, she had never been tied to a bed before either.
“Something you wouldn’t ordinarily say during sex. Not Oh, God or That’s too big or anything like that.” She had giggled because both of those phrases were appropriate. “I won’t start until you think of something.”
She racked her brain and for the life of her couldn’t come up with anything that didn’t sound dirty. “Like any word?”
“Yes. Something you will remember and know to use when you’ve had enough.”
“And what happens when I say it?” She didn’t want the fun to stop just because she had second thoughts.
“I will give you a few minutes to be sure you really meant it. I will stop doing whatever I’m doing and let you think. If you want to keep going, you let me know. If not, then we try something else. It’s perfectly safe.” “What if I’m on the verge of a climax and I say it?”
He kissed the tip of her nose. “Try not to say it if you’re that close.” He ran a finger down between her breasts then flattened his palm just below her ribcage. “Have you thought of anything?”
“Parlay?”
“Par-what?” He wrinkled his forehead.
“Parlay. It’s part of the Pirate’s Code. It means you have to give me temporary protection. You can’t abuse me on your ship.”
He laughed. “Pirate’s Code. Is every woman obsessed with pirates?”
She smiled. “As long as they are the right kind of pirates, then yes, we are. So, parlay.”

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Alicia Sparks
Bio

Alicia Sparks is a Southern girl with a flair for all things a little naughty. From writing about sensual ice cream to sexy tigers, her stories all contain a high level of heat, which she blames on her Southern surroundings and her smoking hot husband.

She has been writing for ten years and shows no signs of stopping any time soon!

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