Cole by Tijan

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COLE_LIVEHe was the leader of the mafia. I was about to fall in love with him, and his name…Cole Mauricio.

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I shouldn’t have remembered him.

He was just a guy who walked through a restaurant. I didn’t know his name. We never made eye contact. There was no connection between us at all.

But I could feel him.

The tingle down my spine. The command in his presence. The snap of tension in the air around him. That was the first time I saw him, and I was captivated.

The second time was different.

He was in the mysterious back elevator of my apartment building. Our eyes met for a fleeting second before the doors closed, and I was staggered. My breath was robbed. My senses on high alert. My body hummed.

That was just the beginning.

He was the leader of the mafia. I was about to fall in love with him, and his name…

Cole Mauricio

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First, let me say I really wish I’d read the first two Carter books. I’m kicking myself in the fanny for not doing so, especially since a third is coming out. Time to save up my money so I can get a Carter fix because Cole was completely incredible!

Addison is still trying to get over the loss of her husband Liam when her friend Sia recommends she move into an exclusive apartment building closer to her work. After putting it off, she finally does it after having awful nightmares. Her new building comes with a friendly doorman, hot neighbors, and a building manager able to do just about anything.

Then enter mystery man. Addy meets Cole, a man she’d seen with a group of other men at her favorite restaurant, when she starts getting to know him, he tells her that he can’t tell her much of anything about himself. His last name, his job, his life. But Addy goes along with it. Secrets have a way of coming out, and both of them have some pretty big ones that could destroy them both.

There were some big twists and turns in this book, and as I said, had I read Carter, I might have been better prepared for a few. But Cole and Addy are one hot couple and I just couldn’t put this book down. I sincerely hope there are more because Tijan rocked this big time! Just incredible!

5 Super Mucho Mafioso Stars

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Excerpt

 

Once inside the elevator, I stood to one side, watching him. He returned my gaze.

We still did not touch.

My chest tightened, hoping no one would call the elevator at that moment. We sailed past the lobby, the second floor, and stopped at mine. I put in the code, and the doors opened to my home.

I drew in a breath, filling my lungs again. God, it was time.

Stepping out with shaky knees, I bypassed the light switch. The full moon lit up my entire floor. I went to the kitchen and paused at the island. “Did you want something to drink?” I caught sight of the tequila and wine on the counter. There was more than enough.

Cole stepped up behind me and followed my gaze. “Were you going to have a party?” he asked, his breath coating the back of my neck.

I shivered, closing my eyes for one delicious moment. “I stocked up. I thought a friend was coming over tonight.”

His hand rested on my back, nudging my sweater aside to touch my skin. “He?”

“She. Sia.” I looked over my shoulder. He was so close. “She stood me up for a date.”

A faint smile showed. “I need to send her a thank-you card.”

“Please don’t sign it.”

“Why not?”

I turned around, easing my back against the island. Cole placed his hands on either side of me, trapping me in place.

“Because she’s slightly obsessed with you, though she’s in love with someone else now. She could circle back,” I joked.

“Me?”

“We saw you one night.”

“When?” He leaned away, but his hands remained on the counter. It was like he was giving me breathing space on purpose.

“At Gianni’s. We went there the night I moved in.”

He didn’t move, but I could feel him pulling away. A protest started in my head, but I bit back the words. He didn’t reply. He was waiting for me instead.

I continued, “You came in with a bunch of men and went upstairs. That was it.”

His eyes narrowed. “Did you talk to anyone?”

“What do you mean?”

“The staff?”

“About you?”

“About anything.”

My forehead wrinkled. “Sia networked with the hostess. They exchanged cards. Sia said the girl was a model. She recognized her from the Gala. That was it. Oh, well, another server sat with us for a drink later on. But they mostly talked with Sia about the Gala and about photographers—stuff like that.”

He relaxed, his hands loosening their hold on the counter. I was scared to ask what he was so worried they’d told us.

“I don’t know who you are.” I lifted a hand, placing it on his chest. His heart was racing, just like mine. My mouth parted in surprise. “If that’s what you’re worried about.”

He glanced down at my hand and held still. He was thinking something over. I held my tongue, worried it was me, that he was second-guessing this night for us. I wanted to tell him there was nothing to worry about, but it sounded ridiculous. I really had no idea. So I waited it out, my heart pressing against my rib cage.

When he looked back up, the hunger was in his eyes again—dark, primal, and more evident than ever. He took my hand and leaned in, closing the distance between us. With his other hand, he cupped the side of my face. “I wasn’t second-guessing this. I want you to know that.” His touch was tender.

“What were you thinking about?”

“Something else, but it wasn’t you.”

“This is one of those moments where you wish you could tell me, but you can’t? Not yet?”

The corner of his mouth lifted. His eyes moved from mine to my lips. “Something like that, yes.”

“Mmmm-hmmm,” I started to tease, but then his head dipped down, and his lips were on mine.

I gasped. The pleasure was immediate. His mouth was gentle, but as he felt my body’s reaction, he applied pressure. His touch grew more demanding, then I was kissing him back. I wanted more. Someone groaned. That was me.

His hand slid around to the back of my neck. He held me in his grip as his mouth explored mine, opening over me and slipping inside. My hands grasped his shoulders, just holding on. All I could focus on was his tongue. I met his with mine and reveled in the sensation. But it wasn’t enough. Need shot through my whole body.

My hands slid under his shirt and moved over his back and shoulders. His body was just as powerful as his presence. I felt the shift of his muscles. They trembled under my hands. The feeling was intoxicating. I had power over him, and I wanted more. I wanted to see how much power I actually had.

Pulling back, I studied him.

He was panting lightly. So was I.

I could see him wondering what I was going to do, so I reached back to the counter and started to lift myself. His hands caught the backs of my thighs, and he lifted me the rest of the way. Now sitting on the edge of the island, my legs parted, and he was back between them. His mouth went right to mine.

I couldn’t get over what I was doing. I didn’t care.

I didn’t think I would care the next day, the day after, or however long this lasted. I had no clue. I only knew I had one night. One long night.
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Author Information

I didn’t begin writing until after undergraduate college. There’d been storylines and characters in my head all my life, but it came to a boiling point one day and I HAD to get them out of me. So the computer was booted up and I FINALLY felt it click. Writing is what I needed to do. After that, I had to teach myself how to write. I can’t blame my teachers for not teaching me all those years in school. It was my fault. I was one of the students that was wishing I was anywhere but at school! So after that day, it took me lots of work until I was able to put together something that resembled a novel. I’m hoping I got it right since someone must be reading this profile! And I hope you keep enjoying my future stories.

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For His Eyes Only by Lexi Blake

 

 

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forhiseyesonly_highresA night he can’t forget

Five years ago, Nick Markovic found himself consumed by his quest for vengeance. The one time he managed to find peace was in the arms of Hayley Dalton. Being with her was like bathing in sunlight, and he ached to feel that again, but he couldn’t. He gave his oath to Hayley’s cousin Desiree, his partner at McKay-Taggart and Knight, that he’d never let his darkness infect Hayley’s innocent world.

A spark she can’t put out

It was years before that Hayley offered everything she had to Nick. After that one amazing night, all she wanted was to be his forever. Unfortunately, Nick’s reaction was to walk away from her and never look back. The warm and caring man she’d discovered was gone, and after Des’s death, he’d only grown colder. But when Hayley finds herself in mortal danger, she’s forced to seek protection from the man who broke her heart.

A flame that threatens to consume them both

Haunted by the women he failed, Nick can’t allow himself to grow close to Hayley again. Running to stay ahead of the powerful forces that endanger their lives, they travel from the lush Garden in London to the glittering lights of Rio. As the threat against her becomes clearer, he realizes that to keep her safe he must confront the demons from his past, even if it costs him a future with the woman he loves.

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For His Eyes Only is lucky number 13 in the incredible Masters and Mercenaries series by the incomparable Lexi Blake. If you are really keeping count though, this is the 24th tome containing the crew from the newly renamed McKay-Taggart-Knight Security Services. (I so want a job.) I’ll even be a nice knotty girl and give you a list at the end of my review of all of the novels, novellas, and even a cookbook! (Thank-You Sean! ♥ ) Honestly, this is one of my absolute favorite series, and I’ve been reading it since Sean seduced Grace in The Dom Who Loved Me. (My heart STILL belongs to Liam O’Donnell, I just love that sexy Irishman. *A Dom Is Forever*)

As I was saying, we are now at book 13, and this time it’s dark, sexy and broody Russian Nick Markovic. For those of you who need a quick reminder, Nick was one of the operatives along on the mission to rescue Ten. His partner, and lover Des is killed during that op. We now move across the pond to London to the Knight part of the operation, Nick stays mostly to his rooms and drinks far too much vodka. Not only is he thinking of Des and what she was mixed-up in, but he’s also thinking of her cousin Hayley. He had one amazing night with Hayley five years earlier, and almost had a shot at a different life. But, not wanting to subject Hayley to dangers from his past and a chance at vengeance, he walked away.

Now, Hayley finds herself in a whole lot of trouble. She has no home, no job, and is on the run from people who want her dead and she isn’t quite sure why. She only knows that there is one person who can protect her, so she shows up at Nick’s doorstep asking for help. The question is, can he keep her safe from himself?

As usual, this was a completely engrossing, entertaining page-turner that I couldn’t put down. Lexi writes the most amazing characters full of sex appeal, wit, and full of life. They are alpha males who are dominant, yet tender, brilliant at their jobs, yet have demons just like the rest of us that show their vulnerable side. The women are strong yet submissive, have backbones of steel, yet are warm, loving and accepting. And oh so smart. And don’t get me started on Ian Taggart. He just brings the whole motley crew together like a dominant, wise (as*), man you never want to cross, best friend you could ever have, father. One of the best books this year, I hope the series never ends.

This book gets 5 Super, Sexy, Spy Stars

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MASTERS AND MERCENARIES

1 – The Dom Who Loved Me (features Sean Taggart and Grace Hawthorne)

2 – The Men with the Golden Cuffs (features Jacob Dean, Adam Miles, and Serena Brooks)

3 – A Dom is Forever (features Liam O’Donnell and Avery Charles

4 – On Her Master’s Secret Service (features Alex McKay and Eve St. James)

4.5 – Sanctum (features Ryan Church and Jill Paxon)

5 – Love and Let Die (features Ian Taggart and Charlotte Dennis)

5.5 – Unconditional (features Keith Langston and Ashley Paxon)

6 – Dungeon Royale (features Damon Knight and Penelope Cash)

6.5 – Dungeon Games (features Derek Brighton and Karina Mills)

7 – A View to a Thrill (features Simon Weston and Chelsea Dennis)

7.5 – Cherished (features Will Daley and Bridget Slaten)

8 – You Only Love Twice (features Jesse Murdoch and Phoebe Grant)

8.1 – Sweet Child o’ Mine (features Ian and Charlotte Taggart)

8.2 – Luscious (features Macon Miles and Allison Jones)

8.5 – Adored (features Mitch Bradford and Laurel Daley)

9 – Master No (features Tennessee Smith and Faith McDonald)

9.5 – Just One Taste (features Eric Vail and Deena Holmes)

10 – From Sanctum with Love (features Kai Ferguson and Kori Williamson)

10.5 – Devoted (features Flynn Adler and Amy Slaten)

11 – Dominance Never Dies (features Case Taggart and Mia Danvers)

12 – Submission is Not Enough (features Theo Taggart and Erin Argent

12.1 – Master Bits & Mercenary Bites (a catch-up book featuring the original McKay-Taggart crew)

12.5 – Perfectly Paired (features Sebastian Lowe and Tiffany Hayes)

13 – For His Eyes Only (features Nick Markovic and Hayley Dalton),

13.5 – Arranged (features Kash Kamdar and Dayita Samar), Coming April 25, 2017

 

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Nick went back to staring at the report. “Hayley’s not mine. She was Desiree’s cousin. Now she’s my client.”

Who had been tired the night before and that was why she’d said the things she’d said. This morning she’d seemed much more sensible. After she’d had some sleep and a shower and had straightened herself up, she’d been quiet and seemingly reflective. She was very likely embarrassed by what had been said the night before.

I would get safety from murderers and I would get orgasms. I’m sorry, Nicky, you’re going to tell me how that’s a bad deal for me.

He was going to make sure she understood that his protection wasn’t based on whether or not she slept with him.

Because he wasn’t sleeping with her. He couldn’t hurt her that way again.

“So she was your old lover’s cousin,” Owen mused. “The lover you weren’t exclusive with and who wouldn’t marry you. The pretty girl who looks at you like you’re the sun in the sky is her cousin.”

“She looks at me like she would look at man who can save her.”

“I can save her.” Owen’s eyes lit up, his brows waggling. “Maybe she’ll look at me like that.”

Anger flared through his system. “Don’t you dare. I told you I would take care of her.”

His arms crossed over his big chest and Nick knew he’d been had. “Well, that answers the question with more honesty. You can pretend, but you like the girl. And if you honestly don’t then you need to know that the boys got a good look at her last night. If she’s going to be hanging about, she should be ready for some serious male attention.”

“What are you talking about?”

“The lads talked it over last night and decided there’s no dibs on this one. They all saw her at pretty much the same time. They looked over that dead body and saw her walking in the hall and that was when the fighting started. We all sat down and decided no dibs on her. She’ll get to pick. You should know that Sasha and Jax have decided if she picks either of them, they’re willing to share. I don’t play that way. That’s something I do know about meself. No need for you to be telling me that tale. If there’s going to be some sharing in the bedroom, it’s going to be the traditional kind between a man and a woman and her stacked best friend. That’s what I say.”

“You tell those boys to stay away from her or they will be dealing with me. They will not like to be dealing with me. I will put up with many things from them. They can poke all the corpses they like. They can punch each other. I do not care. They touch Hayley and I will be caring.”

“Wow, now you do sound Russian. A scary Russian. Still, I think if you don’t want the girl, shouldn’t she be allowed to choose? Think about it. It could be fun.”

“Are we talking about the lost boys and their battle for the new chick?” Kayla strode in, her hair in a high ponytail. It bounced as she walked, a testament to her seemingly ever-sunny personality. “I had babysitting duty last night and they kept talking about her even after lights out. Bad boys. I had a plan though. I think we make them compete in a beauty pageant. Hayley gets to judge.”

“I’m judging a beauty pageant?” Hayley followed behind Kay, and both women were followed by Charlotte Taggart and Penelope Knight. It looked like Hayley was rapidly being accepted by the women on his team.

That was not necessarily a good thing. The women on his team could create chaos like no others.

“That sounds like fun,” Charlotte said with a smile. “I think we should require Speedos for the bathing suit competition. No boring board shorts. If Hayley’s picking a lover, she needs to see some booty.”

Hayley stopped, her cheeks going the sweetest color of pink. “Wait. What?”

Penelope put a hand on her arm. “They’re teasing you, dear. Don’t worry about it. The lads will be very polite. Though you should expect some suitors while you’re here. Especially if you come down to the dungeon.”

Now he was the one flushing. “Excuse me?”

Hayley shook her head as she joined him at the table. “It’s nothing. I was just talking to the girls. Did you get the report? Penny said the Dallas office had found something.”

He was all too aware that they weren’t alone. Damon and Ian walked in with Brody Carter and Walter Bennett. The four men settled into chairs as the women joined them. Nick held out a chair for Hayley. He would have to remember that he couldn’t leave her alone for a minute or someone would be whispering in her ear, giving her ideas she shouldn’t have.

Like visiting The Garden on a play night.

It wasn’t happening.

 

 

 

NY Times and USA Today bestselling author Lexi Blake lives in North Texas with her husband, three kids, and the laziest rescue dog int eh world. She began writing at a young age, concentrating on plays and journalism. It wasn’t until she started writing romance and urban fantasy that she found the stories of her heart. She likes to find humor in the strangest places and believes in happy endings no matter how odd the couple, threesome, or foursome may seem.

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The Dark Protector by Celia Aaron

 

 

 

Title: Dark Protector
Author: Celia Aaron
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: February 27, 2017
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You know how hot it is when you have a man so in love with you that he professes that he’d even die for you? (Which, if you love him back, you’d pretty much feel the same, and you both go back and forth with that one…but I digress.) Well, how about one who would kill for you? Conrad “Con” Mercer is a hitman for the Philadelphia mob scene and an expert one at that. His one obsession is with a florist named Charlie.
He thought he’d been discreet in watching her, that no one noticed, but when Charlie is used as an unwitting pawn to bring him out of hiding, he knows he has to do everything to protect her. Charlie knows that she’s had someone watching her, but has never felt threatened by it. Now, the two of them have a target on their backs, and while trying to stay alive, they also deal with the sizzling chemistry between them.
Celia Aaron has outdone herself with Dark Protector. I was hooked from the very first page all the way through to the end. This is a darker read, but full of action, suspense, very hot sex, and yes…romance. Secondary character Dean is also a scene-stealer and very well could be great in a book of his own.
Dark Protector Gets 5 Stars for Super Suspense and Hyped up Hotness!
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Blurb

From the moment I saw her through the window of her flower shop, something other than darkness took root inside me. Charlie shone like a beacon in a world that had long since lost any light. But she was never meant for me, a man that killed without remorse and collected bounties drenched in blood.I thought staying away would keep her safe, would shield her from me. I was wrong. Danger followed in my wake like death at a slaughter house. I protected her from the threats that circled like black buzzards, kept her safe with kill after kill.

But everything comes with a price, especially second chances for a man like me.

Killing for her was easy. It was living for her that turned out to be the hard part.

Author’s Note: This is a full-length romance novel. Explicit violence and hot sex included. HEA, no cheating.

 

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Celia Aaron is a recovering attorney who loves romance and erotic fiction. Dark to light, angsty to funny, real to fantasy—if it’s hot and strikes her fancy, she writes it. Thanks for reading.

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Trigger by LP Dover

 

 

Title: Trigger
Series: Circle of Justice
Author: L.P. Dover
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: February 6, 2017

 

Blurb

A killer . . . that’s what I am.

It’s what I do.
It’s what I live for.
I’m no longer the Preston Hale everyone knew. I left that life and the people in it a long time ago the second I made my first kill. I wasn’t going to give in, but when I heard the screams there was no going back.
It triggered the pain, the need.
I knew what I had to do, and I did it well. But I never expected for Emma Turner – the only link to my past – to come back into my life.
She triggers a different emotion inside me, something I hadn’t ever felt.
It’s not a want to kill . . . but a need to CLAIM.

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Trigger is the first book in a new series by LP Dover about a group of assassins called the Circle of Justice. Preston Hale is the first of the group, and he’s close to going over the edge. His boss will do anything to keep him from going over it.

That’s where Emma comes in. Emma is Preston’s old college girlfriend, but he left her without even a good-bye. Now she may be the key to his salvation, if he even admits knowing her. The suspense in the book is almost as finger twisting as good as waiting for when these two will get their act together.

With a killer on the loose, Trigger has to keep Emma safe. But is it from just the killer, or also himself.

This is definitely a 5 star story!

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When I got downstairs to the dining room, Glenn and Wade were already there, speaking to each other in hushed tones by the large window. There were shiny plates on the table, with all sorts of silverware around them. Start from the outside and work your way in, was what I was told when it came to using the various forks and spoons. Give me just one of each and I’d be happy.

It wasn’t long before Glenn noticed me at the door and the conversation ceased. “Emma, you look lovely tonight,” he announced.

I smiled. “Thank you.”

He beckoned me over to the table and Wade held out a seat for me. I sat down and he took the one on the right, while Glenn sat on my left at the head of the table. There was only one other place setting and it was across from me.

“Wine?” Glenn asked, holding up the bottle.

I nodded. “Sure.”

He poured me a glass and I took a sip. It tasted like heaven, all fruity and crisp. It was so good I had to take another sip, and another, while we waited on the special guest. Not even a minute later, the dining room door opened and a man walked in. Only, he wasn’t just anyone.

It’d been eight years and he’d surely changed, but there was no mistaking those gray eyes. His hair was the same light brown, and mussed up like all the guys did their hair these days. However, his body looked totally different. His cream colored, long-sleeve sweater hugged a set of muscular arms, and his face was more rugged, covered in a five o’clock shadow.

I almost choked on my wine. “Oh my God.” Is it really him?

“Emma, are you okay?” Wade asked, his voice low.

“Yeah,” I whispered. “I’m fine.”

I waited for Preston to look at the table, and when his gaze finally caught mine, he paused for a slight second. In his face, I could see the friend I lost so long ago, but it vanished quickly.

Glenn and Wade both stood when Preston approached, and I shot up out of my seat, bumping the table with my jerky movements. Glenn grinned at me and then at Preston. “Preston Hale, I’d like you to meet Emma Turner. She’s my assistant. Emma, this is Preston Hale, a close family friend. His father is one of my dearest friends.”

Preston held out his hand and looked at me as if he’d never laid eyes on me before. “It’s nice to meet you.”

Was he being serious? I shook his hand and made sure to put a little extra squeeze in there for good measure. “Meet me? Surely, you remember who I am.”

Glenn’s eyes went wide. “Wait. You two already know each other?”

I nodded. “From college.” I was about to add before he up and left without a trace, but thought better of it.

Glenn chuckled and smacked a hand on Preston’s shoulder. “Well, isn’t this a small world? You’ll have to tell me some stories on this one.” He nodded my way.

Preston’s jaw clenched. “Can’t. Don’t remember her.”

My mouth dropped open; it was like being punched in the gut and slapped in the face, all at the same time. No words would come out, so I sat there with a lump in my throat. In college, he’d been a close friend. I sang with him in his band, Silent Break. We connected on stage in a way I’d never felt with anyone. I cared about him, and had even been ready to take the next step in our relationship right before he up and disappeared. I never got to tell him how I felt. Now he looked at me as if I was a stranger.

The room fell silent. I wanted to say something, but I bit my tongue. It was going to be the longest dinner of my life.

 

 

 

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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author L. P. Dover is a southern belle living in North Carolina with her husband and two beautiful girls. Before she began her literary journey she worked in periodontics, enjoying the wonderment of dental surgeries.

She loves to write, but she also loves to play tennis, go on mountain hikes and white water rafting, and has a passion for singing. Her two youngest fans expect a concert each and every night before bedtime, usually Christmas carols.

Dover has written countless novels, including her Forever Fae series, the Second Chances series, the Gloves Off series, the Armed & Dangerous series, the Royal Shifters series, and her standalone novel Love, Lies, and Deception. Her favorite genre to read and write is romantic suspense, but if she got to choose a setting in which to live, it would be with her faeries in the Land of the Fae.

L.P. Dover is represented by Marisa Corvisiero of Corvisiero Literary Agency and Italia Gandolfo of Gandolfo Helin & Fountain Literary Management for dramatic rights. 

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Killer At Christmas by Kera Faire (With Bonus Interview at an Undisclosed Location.)

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A killer and a hooker? An unlikely mix, especially at Christmas.

Rio Buchanan, a government operative, and member of the Dispatchers specializes in seduction. He just never thought his target would be his ex-wife. Andie might be a hooker now, but there’s no way she’s a traitor. There’s only one way to get to the truth—kidnap her to keep her safe.

Andie doesn’t know what to think when Rio disrupts her life again, let alone when she wakes up in a prison cell shackled to him, and not in a fun, kinky way. The secrets of his job already ended their marriage. Will they now end her life too?

Imprisoned on the Death Isle, they have to work together to catch a traitor, and discover if they can forge a new life together.

Be Warned: BDSM, spanking

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We travel once again to the Dark Isle. Kera Faire’s series about the government sanctioned dispatchers continues, and this time it’s with Rio. Short for Lothario, a.k.a Don Juan, and a few other aliases. Have you guessed what one of Rio’s methods of information extraction is? Other than poisons and strangulation that is.

He gets an assignment he’s not to thrilled about. His next target is his ex-wife Andie, who he has to drug and ‘seduce’ information out of. He’s also told that she’s a ‘hooker’ and that she’s also teaching classes. Rio finds this impossible to believe, so he goes and fetches her.

Andie left Rio because of all of the secrets. Now, she’s caught right back up in them when she finds herself shackled to Rio. The sparks fly , and misunderstandings make for some pretty amusing moments.

This was a short, holiday Dark Isle by Kera that was totally enjoyable. Of course, being in Scotland, there is Scottish slang in the book, but it only adds to the experience and makes it all the more authentic.

This book gets 5 Happy Hooker Orgasms

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The Interview:

I’m sitting in a bar somewhere in Scotland. I don’t know exactly where, because I was picked up in London, blindfolded, and put on a private plane. After the plane ride and a car ride, I was brought into the bar, where I was placed into the seat and the blindfold removed. I was told to have a drink and someone would be with me shortly.

The bartender gives me the ginger-ale I asked for, and underneath, a note.

“Be outside the back door in 5 minutes”

So, I drink half my soda, nip to the restroom—somewhat weirdly marked Lasses—and by the time I make it to the car, my legs are wobbling. Me thinks there was more than Ginger in my ginger-ale. The last thing I remember is a hood going over my head as I’m placed in the back of a limo.

When I wake up, my hands are tied behind me, my ankles tied together. Well, this could get interesting. I’m in what looks like a sitting room. Then, a tall, well built man walks in the room with black, braided hair.

 

“Rio I presume. I certainly hope the rest of the Dispatchers look like you. (and as kinky, I mumble) So, just how did you come about that name?

 

And…while I’m at it, whatever made you decide to get into your…ahem..specialty?”

 

Rio glares. “Godalmighty not another arsy woman, why oh why do we always get those? Read the book and figure it out.”

 

Someone I hadn’t noticed steps up in front of him… and ohh my flicks my chin with his finger.

 

“Hey Ri, come one, you know why. Kera won’t dare give us pussy-wusses. This one is mine you have Andie.” He turns slightly, and smiles.

 

Oh god, drool and damp panties alert.

 

“Sweet cheeks who are you and why are you here?”

 

Sweet cheeks? Oh lord I’m a gonner.

 

Looking at the newcomer in the room almost has me totally forgetting why I am here. He’s a tall, built, mocha, and hotter than hades MacHottie.  The accent alone has me melting into a puddle of goo. However…Arsy? What in the Hell does he mean by that!

I’ve got the man I’m here to see glaring at me like I was their national insect…that midge I’ve heard about. And then, I’ve got tall, dark, and dare I say Dominant, taking ownership of me like …like…well, a Dom. I was tired, cranky, thirsty, and I had no idea why I was being treated like I was in a bad re-enactment of good cop-bad cop. So I struggled to sit up and glared right back.

 

“Listen, McGarrett and Dano, I was invited here. Got a nice, shiny, invite. Someone sent a pretty plane, then blindfolded me, drugged me, and now here my ass sits. I’m cold, tired, thirsty from what I believe was a double hit of knock-out juice, and If I didn’t know any better, some seasickness. “

 

My little outburst got me a raised eyebrow from Rio, and this odd look from the sexy guy. I’d swear he wanted to spank me or something. Or, It could be I read too many books by Kera, Raven, and that bratty Doris chick. I figure, in for a penny right?

“So…yeah, interview questions. I write a book blog, and when I can, I try to help out. Which makes me the not-arsy, definitely not a pussy-wuss, run of the mill, blogger. That’s all.”

 

Can anyone say Foot-in mouth? Both men just stared. Then the new guy chuckled.

“Oh this one is mine. Definitely mine.”

 

I put on my best shocked face as I looked back and forth between the two of them. I was trying as hard as I could to get the rope off my wrists, but I dare say I was just doing damage.

 

“Yours? What do you mean, yours? And what about my interview.?” I asked MacYummy.

 

He looked at me, considering. It was such a deep look, if you get my meaning, that I squirmed. Then he grinned. Now I know where the expression wicked evil grin came from.

 

“Sweet cheeks, sassing a Dom is not a good way to start. But I’ll cut you some slack as you’re unknown to me and I to you. What do you want to know?”

 

“I um thought I was going to talk to Rio about his and Andie’s story, Killer at Christmas.”

 

 

 

He winked and tugged me closer. “I’m his stand in. He had to see his lady about a small matter of some kitchen utensils and their improper use. So it’s just you and me. Ask away.”

 

I was going to kill Kera for this. Yup, that wine I bought her was going to have a re-enactment of the Boston Tea Party. The fishies would be getting drunk.

 

I was getting a bit woozy with MacHottie being so close. He was hot, Dominant, and that accent. Being tied up wasn’t helping me one bit.

 

“First, how about taking the restraints off? Then, maybe something to drink? As far as the book goes, my first question would be, if Rio’s job is to seduce information out of a target, how does that bode for a marriage? “

 

The look he gave me would fell a bigger person than me at twenty paces.

“Who says it is?”

Oh hell, hardly started and put his back up. That flustered me.

“Well in the book…” I stopped suddenly.

He narrowed his eyes. “Ah yes in the book. Well, sweet cheeks you need to read on. All I will say we do what we have to do. Our ladies accept this or go. There is no middle ground. A Dispatcher is what we are. Not necessarily what our ladies want but if they love us, as we do them, they understand why we do what we do.” he paused and his eyes went dark. A sad sort of dark that I wished I knew how to banish. “And when.” He visibly shook himself. “Ah well, ce la vie. Next question. Then I ask you one.”

 

Obviously, I’d hit upon a nerve, that I’m guessing , involved a woman. One he probably wasn’t over. But I wasn’t going there, I wasn’t TMZ. I scooted myself up and back as much as being tied up allowed.

 

“You know, this was supposed to be with Rio, I understand you all have healthy libidos, but seriously. And speaking of libidinous pursuits, are all of you Dominant here? Is it a hiring qualification by Crabtree?”

 

It was getting awfully warm in here, and it seemed no matter how far I moved away, it wasn’t far enough. What did I agree to?

 

“Water…please?”

 

He put a sports bottle to my lips. “Sip it, no choking.” He waited until I nodded I’d had enough and then stared at me intently. “You my love, agree to whatever I decided unless you cry red. That means it’s over. All of it. You wave bye-bye and disappear off into the sunset.”

“Just like that?”

I swayed and he chuckled. I was beginning to distrust that darned laugh.

“That sweet cheeks is question number three. Which one do you want me to answer?”

Damn him.

 

“Are you all Doms.” I mumbled, sweating from excitement and arousal.

“Are we what?” That one question made me go hot, cold and hot again. How could I forget?

“Are you all Doms, Sir?”

Well now let me see.” He prowled around me like a panther ready to strike. “I can’t answer for everyone, but probably. I am at any rate.” He hunkered down and took my chin between his thumb and forefinger. “My turn now. Does the fact I am dominant make you wet?”

How to answer that without incriminating myself. And did it really matter?

 

Damn it! Heads were rolling when…if I got out of this kerfluffle. ‘It’s just a simple interview’ she said. ‘Think of it as a vacation.’ She said. ‘Nothing will happen you don’t agree..’ ohhh, I’m gonna have some words.

 

He was right in my face, and I tried to look away, but he had me gripped too firmly. Was that a whiny little moan that just came out of my mouth? “Answer me Sweet Cheeks, last warning”

 

“If I say yes, does that get me three more questions…Sir?

“No it gets you a striped ass, if you’re not careful. I think we need to terminate this here and now. When we discover who and what we might be, say in a month or three, we could reconvene for more. “Meanwhile,” he winked. “Rio and Andie are happy,Dark Isle is safe and us? Well we have some exploring to do.”

To Be Continued……

isle

 

Contract Signed by Marie Harte

Contract Signed (Triggerman, Inc. Book 1) by Marie Harte

Date of Publication: January 17, 2017

Blurb

Three assassins and a… baby?
How many assassins does it take to change a diaper?
Three assassins have met their match…and it wears diapers.

Triggerman, Inc., Book 1

Noel “Ice” Cavanaugh’s method is foolproof. Get in, do the job, get out, melt away without a trace. Chill out until his next mark is assigned. Neat. Tidy. No mistakes.

This time, though, something isn’t right. Two somethings. First a random attack that feels not-so-random. Then he discovers someone’s left a baby on his doorstep with a note claiming it’s his. And the sexy neighbor who found the boy first has too many questions in her eyes to ignore.

When her handsome, mysterious neighbor suddenly asks her out on a date, Adeline Rose has suspicions he’s fishing for “help” with his bundle of…joy? By date’s end, she’s convinced NOel’s just as distant as he seems—until a scorching goodnight kiss ends with sex against the nearest wall, the heat between them burning away all thoughts of careful.

Now Noel has more than one problem on his hands. Splitting baby duty between three badass assassins, figuring out how to fit more time with Addy into his no-room-for-error schedule…and keeping both of them safe from the danger he’s increasingly sure has followed him home.

Warning: Beware a killer with a heart of gold, a baby who needs constant changing, and unrequited love that’s actually quite…requited.

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About Marie Harte

Award-winning author Marie Harte has been writing professionally since 2005. She’s both a NY Times and USA Today bestselling author and has written over 100 books and counting. Marie writes books with heat, humor, and character.

She writes independently and for several publishers, to include Sourcebooks and Samhain. Though currently writing contemporary romance, she also writes paranormal and romantic suspense.

Before turning to writing full-time, she earned a B.A. in English from Pennsylvania State University and spent several years in the United States Marine Corps as a communications officer.

Marie currently lives in Central Oregon with her family. There’s nothing she likes more than finding a good book to read and a great cup of coffee to drink.

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