New Release ~ Easy Melody ~ Kristen Proby

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EASY MELODY is a Contemporary Erotic Romance novel and is the 3rd book in The Boudreaux Series. It is due to be released on November 10, 2015! Grab your copy of the latest installment of this sexy series today!

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ABOUT EASY MELODY:

Callie Mills never intended to return to New Orleans and the life she left behind more than a decade ago. There was no need to open old wounds when she had the life she’d worked hard for in Denver. But when she’s fired from her awesome job in Colorado and her father dies, she has no choice but to return home to run the derelict bar left to her in the heart of the French Quarter. Callie must not only face bad memories but turn The Odyssey into something she can be proud of.

And who better to help bring in crowds of people than Declan Boudreaux?

Declan is a sought-after musician who knows he’s good at what he does and loves doing it. Known to pack the house, he also loves women and doesn’t expect to be knocked back a step by the beautiful new owner of The Odyssey. Callie is sharp, gorgeous and funny, and makes him yearn for something he never has before… Commitment.

But when Callie’s able to turn the business around with renovations, making it one of the hottest bars in the Quarter, will she sell out and leave her past behind once and for all, or will Declan be able to convince her that’s she’s where she needed to be all along…in his arms.

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New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Kristen Proby is the author of the popular With Me in Seattle series. She has a passion for a good love story and strong characters who love humor and have a strong sense of loyalty and family. Her men are the alpha type—fiercely protective and a bit bossy—and her ladies are fun, strong, and not afraid to stand up for themselves. Kristen spends her days with her muse in the Pacific Northwest. She enjoys coffee, chocolate, and sunshine. And naps. Visit her at KristenProby.com.

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Excerpt 

Here goes nothing.

It’s still early in the evening, but it’s not a typical busy night, and I’m hoping I’ll be able to get Callie alone, even if it’s just for a few moments so I can talk to her. I don’t want to wait until later tonight to walk her to her car.

I walk in and sigh in relief. It’s slow in The Odyssey, with just a few tables occupied, and a couple of guys at the bar. The roof is closed, which tells me it’s been mellow all day.

Perfect.

As I walk toward the bar, I see Callie at the far end talking to a tall suit-type who’s handing her flowers.

“Oh, Pete, you didn’t have to do that.” She’s smiling as she buries her nose in the blooms.

“Well, dinner out just hasn’t worked out, so I decided to come to you.”

Who the fuck is this?

“We’ve both been busy,” Callie says as she shifts her gaze and finds me standing not far behind Flower Boy. Her eyes widen and her cheeks pinken. I stand firm, cross my arms over my chest, and watch unapologetically.

Mine.

“I know things ended between us a long time ago,” the dude continues, “but I’ve never forgotten you, Cal. Let me take you out, like old times.”

Fuck that.

“Callie,” I say, my voice calm but firm. “Can I talk to you for a minute?”

“Adam can get you a drink. We’re having a conversation,” Pete says, obviously pissed at being interrupted.

I bet he’s been practicing his speech for a week.

“Now,” I say simply.

“I’ll be back,” she says to Pete, then walks around the bar and motions for me to follow her. As soon as we’re in her office, I close the door and move her against it, caging her in.

“Is he who you want, Callie?” I’m panting, adrenaline taking over. Callie’s blue eyes are wide and pinned to mine. She’s gripped on to my shirt over my ribs, holding on tightly. “Say he is, and I’ll leave right now.”

She blinks once, then again.

“That’s what I thought,” I plunge one hand into her soft hair, fist my hand in it and tilt her head back, and kiss her. Hard. She moans, long and deep, pulling me to her with those hands, and I’m lost in her. Our tongues explore each other, and then I nibble the corner of her mouth and kiss her softly. “I’m tired of trying to keep my hands off of you,” I murmur, my lips still against hers.

Andie. M. Long ~ Secret Santa ~ The Alphabet Game

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Want to play the Alphabet Game? Now you can with Andie M Longs Secret Santa Special!

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‘What’s the Alphabet Game, Gabe?’
‘It’s a little something I thought up once I’d seen how damn smoking hot you are. It’s simple. We take it in turns to name a word following through the letters of the alphabet, but it has to relate to sex in some way.’

In April 2014 I released my first self-published novel, The Alphabet Game. The book is an erotic romance/suspense, with two storylines running through; the cat and mouse game against their mutual enemies and the playing of the sexual alphabet.

I had messages from readers who enjoyed the series and a few said they were going to play it now they’d read it. This got me thinking. What about if I actually put together a companion guide, a bedside table book that you can play?

So here it is. At the back of the book you’ll find a chart to mark off as you go along and a certificate for when you’ve completed all the letters.

Enjoy!
Andie xxx

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Andie M. Long is the author of The Alphabet Game, Underneath, Quickies and The Calendar Game. When not writing she can usually be found time wasting on social media. If you ever see her doing housework, step away. It means she’s stressed! Andie has a regular blog for Word Bohemia, The Emergence of the Invisible Writer.

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New Release ~ Tainted Love ~ Amo Jones

Book: Tainted Love
Series: Sinful Souls MC #3
Author: Amo Jones
Genre: MC Romance

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*You do not need to read the other books in this series before reading this one, recommended though*

Kalie-Rose is that girl.
She’s that girl who calmed the storm within Ade Nixon.
She attained the unattainable.
She silenced his demons with her innocence.

Ade Nixon is the Vice President of Sinful Souls MC. His Hulk-sized body covered in tattoos and piercings – along with his don’t give a fuck attitude – screams, “I’ll suffocate you in your sleep”. And he would.

Kalie-Rose is a popular dancer living in Hollywood Hills, she dances for some of Hollywood’s elite. After giving Ade her viginty on a silver platter two years ago, a wedding brings them back together. Even if only for a short amount of time.

*This book contains upsetting content, which may set of triggers.

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I attempt to open my eyes, but they refuse to open. All I feel is the pounding in my head.
Boom, boom. Where is that sound coming from? Where am I?
I try to open my eyes again, this time succeeding. Everything is black.
“What the fuck,” I mumble.
I think over my jumbled thoughts, trying to think of the last thing I remember.
“Vicky’s wedding,” I whisper.
“Kal? Kal, is that you?”
“Alaina?” I gasp in shock.
“It’s me, babe,” she quietly replies, her voice hoarse and dry.
I attempt to move off the bed, but I feel like an anchor is weighing me down. Using all my strength, I push myself up and stand off the bed, only to fall to the ground when my legs give way.
“Fuck!” I scream out in frustration.
“Shhh Kal, if they hear you they’ll come back.”
I begin crawling across the cold hard concrete floor.
“Alaina? How long have we been here?”
“I don’t know. You’ve been out for a few days. I lost count. I’d say a week, maybe more.”
I pause my shuffling. “How have I been asleep for a week?”
“They’ve been drugging us with something. More you than I. They found me fascinating, being Zane’s old lady.”
Continuing my shuffling, I keep my hands feeling around in front of me. Feeling cold chains, I follow them up until they lead me to one of Alaina’s hands. They are cold and stiff, she feels like death. I keep feeling around her until she winces.
“What did they do to you, Lain? Who are they?”
She pulls her arm out of my grasp. “It’s going to be okay, we just have to be strong until the boys arrive.”
The metal door swings open and a dark shadow looms. I swallow down and look at Alaina. Now there’s light shining through the doorway, I can see her.
I wish I didn’t.
I wish I never looked her way.
My stomach coils over, as little more than bile spews out of my mouth.

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A little bit about me: I ‘m the mama bear to four little kiddos, two girls and two boys. I’m also a wife-to-be to my partner of ten years (We were high school sweethearts, without the high school). My little (Big) family are my rock, and I am so lucky to have them with me through it all. I am from New Zealand! Born and raised in a small town called Rotorua. It’s a beautiful city, just smells a little. I’m currently living in Australia on the Whitsunday Coast (Great barrier reef) where we hope to settle down for a long time. I love the beach, and margarita’s and wine. Don’t forget the wine. Chinese food is the best food. And one day I hope to travel the world, preferably the US, because I’m obsessed with it. I would travel now, but my bank account is like… “Dude, no.” So I’ve put that in the goal bucket.
I also like to think of my self as a professional Cinderella. The type who wears Nike’s, reads erotic novels, and writes about total bad ass men covered in tattoos.
I love all my beautiful readers, you have kept me going. You are my inspiration to keep writing, with all your kind words and reviews. You are all amazing, and I write for you.
That’s enough Yap’n from me. See you all in Wonderland x

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New Release ~ Playing Games ~ Donna Alam

Book: Playing Games
Author: Donna Alam
Genre: Suspense/Erotic Romance
Cover Designer: Monica Holloway
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Everyone has secrets. What would it take to make you whisper yours?

Louise had no interest in relationships until one night turned her whole world around.

Hold me down. Kiss me hard. Fuck me harder.

A stranger in a strange city, she wasn’t looking to lose control. Until she did.

Intensely. Irrevocably. Dangerously.

She handed herself over to him.

One night. His rules. No names.

But he had other plans.

She’s an enigma. Unfinished business. Potential. She’s what he wants. Again and again.

And though the last thing he wanted to do was hurt her, it was on his agenda somewhere. Because relationships are messy and painful.

It’s not all about Playing Games.

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“The point of no return.” In contrast to the discomfort of the door handle digging into her back, he smiled sweetly. All Louise could think was she wanted to run her fingers against his mouth. Slide her tongue between his lips. Then he gestured behind to the cab. ‘Before he leaves, you need to decide. I want to fuck you until you can’t stand, but I’m very particular. You need to be okay with giving me what I want.’

‘Are you going to hurt me?’ Her question sounded like an encouragement, but she didn’t consider the implications before his lips slid against hers. Lips against lips, tongue against tongue. Hot, wet, heavy, and promising things to come.

Groaning, he pulled away, signalling silently for the cab to leave.

‘My way,’ he rasped, fingers tight against her chin. ‘Means you wait for an invitation.’

He kissed her hard then, one hand held in his. Sliding the key into the lock, he led her inside, mouth tingling, back aching, meekly dishevelled, but so fucking aroused.

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Donna Alam writes about exotic locations and the men you aren’t married to, but wish you were. Escapism reads with heart and humour and, of course, plenty of steam.

Hailing from the North of England, she’s a nomad at heart moving houses and continents more times than she cares to recall. She once worked at a school like the one described in her Pretty Trilogy. Alas, there were no handsome male protagonists hanging around there.

Eclectic reader and part-time perv, she’s a huge fan of smart men, as well as protagonists with a fair measure of inappropriateness.

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Excerpt ~ Dear Professor ~ Blaire Drake

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Dear Professor,
Does it bother you that you’re ten years older than me?

Have you ever thought it’s wrong that you watched me fuck

another guy on camera for months?

What do you want from me, really? All I wanted was my letter

of recommendation, but now I’m stuck, aren’t I? Stuck under your thumb… And

your body.

From cam girl to personal whore, and all by the age of

twenty-one. You’ve got me good, haven’t you?

But guess what? I can play too. Grab the polish, because

I’ve found your skeleton, and it’s time to dust.

I’ll see you in class.
Oh and, Sir? I’m not wearing any panties.
Love, Darcy
P.s. you’re an asshole.

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His electric blue eyes focused on me, and in the bright hue of his gaze, the rest of his office seemed to melt away. I had no idea how he kept doing that to me—it was almost as if he were casting a spell over me, hypnotizing me with nothing more than a glance.

My heart thumped loudly in my chest at the lust I saw burning back at me. That hard-edged, animalistic lust that secretly drove me wild. I’d never tell him that. I was certain of it. I’d never give him that much power over me.

He already had enough.

“What’s wrong, sir?” I asked as I coyly twirled a piece of my hair around my finger.

“You’re starting to piss me off, Darcy,” he shot at me. The rough edge to his voice rumbled through the air between us until it hit me full-force. His words crawled over my skin, and each one carried the whispered promise. Or maybe it was a threat; I couldn’t tell.

“How can I piss you off? I haven’t done anything.” It was a petulant response, I knew that, but I didn’t care.

He pushed up out of his chair and stalked around his desk. I inhaled sharply, but he swept right past me and toward his door. Just when I thought he might pull it open and send me on my way, he turned the lock.

The click echoed through the air, and it did nothing for the butterflies that were rapidly fluttering in my stomach.

I hated him. It was getting clearer and clearer to me every day. I despised Professor Jordan Keaton, but I also craved him as badly as I needed my next breath.

He didn’t look at me as he shrugged off his jacket and hung it up on the hook on the door. He still didn’t look at me as he unbuttoned the sleeves of his crisp, white shirt and rolled them up to above his elbows. His upper arms seemed to strain against the fabric, his toned biceps becoming delightfully visible.

“Now, let’s try this again,” he said, his voice deathly low. It scared me and thrilled me all at the same time. “Have a little think, Darcy. Imagine why I might possibly be pissed off with you.”

I dropped the lock of hair I was twirling and looked at his pants. The bulge gave his attraction to me away. “I’m standing in front of you as opposed to being on my knees with your cock in my mouth?”

He jerked his head around, piercing me with those eyes. “Keep running your mouth, sweet thing. I dare you.”

“Or what? Really, what are you going to do to me in your office, Professor? Give me lines? Make me write an essay on why young ladies should be seen and not heard?”

His jaw ticked, his lips tightening, and he moved toward me so quickly I took a step backward. It was useless, though, like I knew it would be. The grip he had on my wrist was so certain, the tug toward him so strong, that I couldn’t fight him.

My body slammed into his, and no sooner had the air rushed from my body than he pulled the skirt of my dress up. Cold air flitted across my bare backside, but it was replaced almost instantly with one sharp smack.

My pussy clenched, and I bit the inside of my cheek to stop myself whimpering. In pain or pleasure—I had no clue.

“That,” he growled into my ear. “That is what I’ll do if you keep sassing me, Miss Hamilton.

I wondered if he knew how strongly I was considering continuing to sass him just for that purpose. I would do that later—I needed to know what had got him so riled. “Understood,” I said in a softer tone. “What did I do?”

He let go of my dress and slid his hand up my back. His breath was hot against my skin as he sunk his fingers into my hair and turned me around so my back was to him. “Last night,” he replied, his lips close to my ear. “Your little show.”

“That’s my job.”

He tugged on my hair. “Did you ask me?”

“You’re not my boss, Jordan. Neither are you my fucking keeper.”

His grip grew tighter, so much so that my head tilted back. “Darcy. Did. You. Fucking. Ask. Me?”

“No,” I ground out, my jaw clamped tightly.

“Did you think I wouldn’t find out? Did you really fucking think I wouldn’t know that you were spending your night in front of your camera, with your finger rubbing that little clit of yours?” Roughly, he pushed his hand beneath my dress and teased his fingertips along the line of my panties. “Did you think you’d be able to walk into my classroom today and I wouldn’t know that at least one or two of those students hadn’t watched you as you fucked your own fingers?”

“No,” I breathed out, my lips parting as his hand dipped beneath my panties. The tip of one of his fingers ghosted across my clit, and it sent a bolt of pleasure through me.

“I didn’t hear you,” he rasped in my ear, flicking his finger across my clit.

“No,” I repeat, this time more forcefully. “I knew you would. And I didn’t give a shit.” I gasped as he pushed down hard on the sensitive spot.

“We made a deal,” he reminded me, his tone tight with anger… And thick with desire.

“And you won’t let me forget it.”

“Damn straight I won’t.” He pulled his hand from between my legs but kept me in place with his grip on my hair. “Now are you going to renege on it again or are you going to behave yourself?”

“From the man who just had his fingers on a student’s clit?”

“You’re pushing me, Darcy.”

I reached behind me, between us, and cupped his long, hard cock with my hand. The zipper of his pants pushed into my palm, and I traced my thumb down the side of his erection. “I’m not the only thing pushing, am I?”

“Fuck.” He hissed the word out, and the next thing I knew, my dress was being lifted up, and he let go of my hair.

My hands slammed against his desk as he bent me forward and moved my panties to the side. He’d barely touched me, but I could feel my pussy throbbing in anticipation of what was to come.

I knew this would be a cold, hard fuck, designed to remind me who I belonged to. Who, for all intents and purposes, owned my body.

It would be a reminder and a punishment, all because I dared to take control of myself for one night and defy him.

Jordan’s movements were as smooth as always, and he spread one of my ass cheeks with a strong hand. His fingertips dug in almost painfully, but I didn’t care, because I sighed in relief as he pushed his hard, thick cock inside me.

“Now, this is how this is gonna work,” he rasped into my ear as he grasped my hair and tugged. “Since you’ve forgotten, Darcy, you need a reminder, don’t you?”

I didn’t dare answer. The question was rhetorical. Besides, I was already practically panting from his swift invasion of my body.

“Now, I’m gonna fuck you.”

I swallowed and glanced at the shadows of people walking past his office door, a tiny lock and frosted glass providing us limited privacy. I’d known it was coming, sure, but now we were here, silent, and I could hear the people outside…

I couldn’t deny the excitement that swept through my body at the thought we could be interrupted any second. That someone could walk right up to this door and probably see the vague silhouette of him fucking me from behind.

I felt dirty, but I liked it.

“And you got it, Darcy.” He pulled out and slammed right back into me, making me bite down on my lower lip. “I’m gonna fuck you, and you’re not gonna make a sound. Understand?”

I didn’t answer for fear that I’d whimper instead of respond yes. I just nodded and sucked my lower lip into my mouth.

“Good girl.” The words were but a whisper, but they were two I was becoming rapidly acquainted with.

And worse? I liked it when he said it.

He was reminding me of more than he knew… Like what it meant to fuck because lust was just too strong.

He pulled out of me slowly. With the head of his cock resting at the opening to my pussy, he gripped my ass tightly. “Who do you belong to, Darcy?”

I didn’t answer.

The sting didn’t surprise me when it came.

“Answer the question.”

“You,” I whispered.

He gently caressed the spot he just slapped. “And who owns your body, Darcy?” I arched my back as his cock entered me fully. “Who does this tight, wet pussy belong to? Who decides who and what gets to be inside it?”

It… Like it’s a tool… Just a toy for his amusement. Just like I am.

“You.” There was no other option.

“That’s right. You and your wet pussy are mine. I own you, sweet thing. Every single fucking inch of your gorgeous body is mine.”

His words… The possessiveness sent thrills through me as he moved inside me. I couldn’t deny it. I couldn’t deny how fucking turned on they made me, and I hated myself for it. I hated how he commanded my body, and I hated that I let him.

“Now.” He stilled, his hand still resting on my ass, and slowly let go of my hair. The raven curls tumbled over my shoulder and onto the desk, and I felt the loss of him before it happened.

He eased out of me, and ever the gentleman, slipped my panties back over me. Great. Now I’d be walking around all day wanting to screw anyone reasonably good looking.

I pushed myself to standing as soon as I heard him take a step to the side. I looked at him just in time to see him zipping his pants back up and tucking his shirt in. His tie hung a little lopsided, and I raised my eyes from his neck.

Our gazes collided with heart-thumping ferocity. The slow, sexy curve of his lips to one side did nothing to calm the quick two-step beat my heart had just taken up, but I didn’t dare to look away. Even if I did, I don’t think I could have. His eyes were the net, and I was nothing but a tiny fish, tangled up in him.

“Seven o’clock tonight. I’ll be waiting.”

“What for?” I questioned as he walked toward the door without moving his eyes from mine.

He unlocked the door, and the smirk he shot me was dirty. I sighed and grabbed my purse from the chair, then walked toward him. I reached for the handle at the same time he grabbed my chin.

His mouth touched mine, searing onto my lips with its fierceness.

Another reminder.

He pulled away as briskly as he kissed me, but that still didn’t stop me from touching my thumb to my lower lip.

“Remember,” he murmured, opening the door. “Seven. Don’t be late.”

About Blaire Drake

Blaire Drake is a pseudonym for a New York Times bestselling

author who wanted to let her kinky side out after dark.

Her debut novel, DEAR PROFESSOR, is releasing this December,

and promises to be fabulously fun and filthy.

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New Release ~ Love Renewed ~ Maria Macdonald

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Book: Love Renewed
Series: Entwined Hearts #3
Author: Maria Macdonald
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Dane has only ever loved one woman in his whole life. Nova. When he lost her everything went dark, his mind, his soul, and his life. She was his light, his heart. A decade later fate plays a cruel joke bringing them back together, only to tear them apart again, when he realises she has no idea who he is. Now he has to battle, wage war, and bring grown men to their knees to get her back. The biggest fight he faces is turning away from the darkness and letting the light in.

All Libby Burchall remembers is a mediocre life, she’s just existed for over a decade. Scared of her history and confused about who she is, the safe path is the only one she’s travelled. When a face that she can’t remember breezes in from the past, calling her Nova and looking at her like she’s a ghost, it sets off a chain reaction of emotions that she can’t ever remember feeling before. Now she can’t stop seeing his eyes, hearing his voice, and being consumed by the dark, intense and insanely beautiful man that made her feel alive.

Two shattered halves of one soul. He wants her light to illuminate the never-ending darkness. She wants to run, but something keeps dragging her back.

Can they survive each other?

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Love Renewed by Maria Macdonald was a beautiful end to this series of books. ~ Book Boyfriend Heaven

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This read I have to say is by far the best from Maria.
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Holy deep, dark and dangerous read! Love Renewed will break your heart, crush your soul, and obliterate your mind! This is book 3 in the series and is the best one by far! ~ Bookalicious Babes Blog

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“Oh God, yes!”
I look down at the woman between my thighs and grimace. I just wanted a fuck. A release. Not her voice splitting my skull. She thinks it’s sexy. It’s not. While I bang into her over and over again I should be building up to the few seconds of pure bliss I need right now. Not thinking about how I should have gagged her.
Leaning forward over her, I slip my hand around her throat, watching as her slender neck disappears under my palm, positioning my thumb and forefinger on each side of her jaw, holding her in place. She automatically tilts her head back slightly and opens her mouth, but this time without sound. This is turning her on, which works for me because I wasn’t about to stop. I can feel her pulse through my hand and so squeeze my fingers, tightening on each thrust in. Her eyes widen and flick to the corner of my mouth then back to my eyes. I know what she sees. It’s what they all see…the only thing I allow.
Emptiness, darkness and cruelty.
They need to know. It’s who I am.
It’s who I’ll always be.
I finish up. Pulling myself out of her and out of the bed, her eyes snap open and she stares at me.
“What are you doing?” she whines.
I look over at her while pulling my jeans on. “Going home.”
“Well, you could stay?” she asks, with a smile. “We could do that again.” Her smile turns into a smirk
“No thanks,” I reply. Mentally going over the list of things I had on me and making sure I’ve got them all before leaving.
You never come back.
Never.
Rule One—If you leave your phone, wallet, house keys, etcetera, you get new ones. New phone, new wallet—Fuck! You get a new house if you have to. But you never come back. Period.
She frowns at me, I can see her brain working. “Okay, do you want to meet up later this week?” She’s grasping at straws and is sounding desperate.
“Not gonna happen. This was tonight. Just tonight. I told you when we were at the bar. This was a one-time deal. I fuck you. I leave.” My mouth twitches. “I’ve fucked you. Now I’m leaving.”
She scowls as my eyes land on my jacket.
“You complete wanker!” she shouts.
“Not sure what you expected?” I reply grabbing my jacket and heading to the bedroom door.
“Well thanks for fucking me!” she clips angrily as I walk away.
I salute her. “Pleasure babe.” Then walk out of her bedroom and her life, and I go back to feeling the cold. In more ways than one.

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Maria is a full time working Mum, she has two beautiful daughters, both of whom love books as much as she.

She has loved to write since she was a little girl.

Maria, her husband and children now reside in Wiltshire, England.

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Other Books In the Series

Love Reflection
Entwined Hearts #1

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Love Resisted
Entwined Hearts #2

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Cover Reveal ~ Fallen Angel Part 4 ~ Tracie Podger

Cover Reveal

Date: 4th November 2015

Title: Fallen Angel, Part 4 – A Mafia Romance

Author: Tracie Podger

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Blurb:

It was in a small room in a hotel in Washington, DC, that Brooke Stone’s life changed forever—again.

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Life had been peaceful, as peaceful as being a member of one of the most powerful crime families in America could be.

But life has a habit of throwing a curve ball, a curve ball so fast and so wide it knocks everyone from their feet.

From the streets of DC to the hills of Tuscany. From death to the utmost joy.

Join Brooke for the final chapter in the Fallen Angel series and witness the birth of a new crime dynasty.

This is a story of discovery, of finding a past, of heartache, and the greatest of love.

‘I’ve seen death and I’ve faced my worst fears – I survived.’

 

A Mafia Romance

Contemporary romance for readers over the age of 18 years.

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