New Releases & Sneak Peaks

Well, my latest release is now live on Amazon and also available in KU. This is Club Risqué Book 5 - Trinity's story.

Friends with Benefits

When she was young and naïve and had foolishly believed that wishing on stars would be enough to grant her deepest desires, Trinity had spent years in a 'non' relationship as a 'friend with benefits,' believing that Christian would one day be ready to make things official. But reality reared its ugly head and instead, he broke her heart when he told her he wanted to move on with someone else.

With both his business and personal life out of control and disintegrating around him, Christian had been completely up front and honest about the fact he didn't have the time or the resources to dedicate to a relationship, and Trinity had insisted she understood and accepted the situation – only to be blindsided when he revealed that he'd fallen in love with someone else.

Years later and eons wiser, they find each other again, but can things be any different the second time around?

Publisher's Note: This steamy, contemporary second chance romance contains themes of power exchange.

Get it here with this universal link! 

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Here's a little excerpt to whet the appetite 😉

The kiss turned passionate and incendiary. Christian tightened his hand in her hair and kept her head immobilized while he devoured her mouth, his tongue plundering and demanding. Conquering. He bit at her lips and then soothed with his tongue, he nipped at her jaw and again behind her ear before finding his way back to her mouth and continuing his passionate onslaught. He ground his pelvis into her softness and Taryn whimpered, seeking to rub at the ache of her own desire in an effort to ease the aching need she felt. 

She was ready to climb up and clamber all over him when he finally broke the kiss. “Goddamn it, this isn’t right Tara, he groaned, his voice catching. “I want you. And God knows, I really needsomebody right now, but I don’t have anything to offer in the way of a relationship, because the truth is that I’m so wrung out from Dad’s death that there’s nothing left to give.” 

He heaved a tortured sigh and started to disentangle himself from her. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be taking advantage of you like this. I just want to feel close to someone physically, I need to remember that I’m still alive, but that’s no excuse for mauling you like I’ve turned into some kind of rabid animal.”

He sucked in a shuddering breath. “Forgive me, Tara, I shouldn’t have done this to you,” he whispered. “I’ll let myself out and go and find someone who knows the score. I hope I haven’t ruined your birthday for you,” he finished soberly, his forehead pressed against her own and his eyes squeezed tightly shut.

Taryn wasn’t sure which emotion hit her the hardest. The fact that he had come so close to making all her lustful fantasies come true, the fact that he wanted no strings sex without any kind of relationship, or the fact that he was about to go out and find someone else to sate those heartfelt needs. She even overlooked the fact that he continued to call her Tara.

Ultimately, it was the thought of Christian with another woman that spurned her into making a choice that would end up having repercussions on her life for many years to come. The idea of him loosing himself in another woman’s body, even if it was just a temporary interlude of meaningless sex, had the green-eyed monster inside of her rearing its ugly head and messing with her brain so much that she just couldn’t see past it.

“The only thing that will ruin this birthday is if you walk out of that door after twisting me up like that, only to leave me hanging,” she panted. He looked like he might argue, but Taryn ploughed on. “I know what’s going on in your life better than anybody else on this earth. I know exactly what you’re having to deal with both on a business and on a personal level. I understand all of the restrictions on your time and all of the constraints on your allegiances and I have first-hand knowledge of the entire depth of your commitments. I already live with them, Christian. I’ve lived with them for almost the past two years and I’ve been your escort for the past nine months because I understand all of those reasons. You’re my closest friend Christian, and anything which is within my power to grant, I will do for you and if that includes being a warm body in your bed so that you can lose yourself for a little while, then I’ll do that too.”

Christian was quiet for the longest time and the silence was becoming so drawn out it was getting awkward. 

Finally, Taryn took a step away from him and tried to surreptitiously blink away the tears that were starting to prickle behind her eyes. 

“I guess it’s my turn to apologize now,” she said stiffly, turning toward the front door to open it for him. “I didn’t mean to overstep the mark.” The words faltered, and she cleared her throat when they came out as more of a croak. “I hope this won’t affect our friendship.”

But it would, wouldn’t it. How could it not?

Taryn had just reached out to turn the door handle when there was a flurry of movement behind her and, in the next second, she was whirled around so fast that her head spun and Christian had her pinned against the smooth wood of the door, his hard body pressing into hers and his breath hot in her ear.

“You need to be sure about that, Taryn. Because if we do this, then there’s no turning back and I’m just selfish and desperate enough, right now, to take that gift and keep it and use it over and over again. Not just tonight, but tomorrow night, and next week, and next month. This won’t just be a one-night thing sweetheart.”

Taryn’s heart almost beat out of her chest as he offered as close to what she wanted as she was ever going to get…for now at least. The fact that he wanted more than a one-night stand had her heart and her hopes soaring. It was a start. Maybe not ideal, but enough for now. His pain would heal in time and his mother would become less clingy and dependent. The company business would be less demanding once everything settled down again and Christian would gradually get his life back. She could be patient and she was already prepared to wait. She’d been waiting all this time, after all, with much less to show for it than a physical relationship. 

She was a virgin and she wanted her first time to be with someone she loved. She didn’t think she would ever love anyone except Christian. 

And he had remembered to call her Taryn. Of all the cautions and concerns he had warned her of, that was what she took away with her. That was what stuck in her mind because it must surely be a sign.

“I’ve never been more certain of anything in my life,” she whispered against his lips.

Also, this weekend I'm featuring Christina Mandara's new release. Get ready for

Flames

by

CP Mandara

Blurb

I’ve been left in the hands of a monster. He’s beaten me up, torn my flesh to ribbons, and tried to steal my soul – but even though I crave death, my body refuses to die. 

Just when I begin to think that there is no God, an angel arrives to save me. Now it’s James Leveritt against Alain Dumortier with my life riding in the balance. I’m in love with both of them, but I’ll need to kill one if I want to survive.

The stakes have never been higher.

Buy it here! 

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Fancy a little sneak peek? Your wish is my command! Enjoy ☺️

Gliding forwards, silent and deadly as a panther, I continued on my path until I was standing right before them. Clearing my throat loudly, I waited for the happy couple to acknowledge my arrival.

   Lois was the first to do so. “Fuck,” she spat. Springing away from Adie, she brought her hand up to her mouth as if to wipe away all evidence of their kiss. That immediately drew my gaze up to her face, where I focused on her beautifully swollen, red lips. Slowly, very, very slowly, my eyes reached hers. 

   "Hello, darling," I purred. 

   “You’re supposed to be in Paris,” she whispered shakily, his fingers twisting nervously around her throat. 

   "My board meeting for tomorrow was cancelled, so I got to come home a day early. Lucky me," I drawled. My eyes switched to Adie, who was now backing away from me in order to make his escape. I curled my finger forward, beckoning him towards me, to let him know that wouldn't be an option. 

   “Have you met my wife, Lois?” I asked the question pleasantly enough, but for those that cared to listen, there was an undercurrent of menace in my tone.

   “I didn’t know she was married,” barked a now very uncomfortable Adie.

   All eyes in the room now circled us like greedy vultures, watching and waiting for the first casualty. People were so predictable.

   “That is generally what a wedding band is for, isn’t it?” I asked, holding Lois’s hand aloft in the air, to demonstrate that she was indeed wearing my ring.

   Adie swallowed tightly. His eyes nervously fluttered upon the glinting gold on Lois’s finger. 

   “I didn’t look,” he stammered. 

   “I can see that. Perhaps next time you’re in the same position, you’ll make a point of doing so,” I suggested, to which he nodded heavily. Of course, he wasn’t going to get off that easily.

   “Meanwhile, I need to figure out what to do with you and my wife. Clearly, you both need to be taught a lesson.”

   “What’s your excuse by the way?” I said, turning towards the beautiful temptress that was now looking a little green around the gills. “Did you forget that you were married? Is this a temporary spell of amnesia that I should be worried about?”

   She began backing away from me, too. “I think we should go home,” she said eventually, inching closer towards the door. 

   “Do you think you’ll be able to explain it better there?” I said it quietly, but by this time there wasn’t a sound to be heard in the room bar our little disaster unfolding.

Hope you enjoyed this weekend's offerings. I'll be bringing some Viking tales next week, all things being well, since I'm going to be at Great Ormond Street Children's hospital with my 12 year old son, Logan, who is going in for surgery on 19th July and has to stay in for 2-4 weeks afterwards. Rest assured I'll have plenty of reading material with me to keep me occupied! 

Then, when I get back in August, I have my next new release scheduled, so watch this space for Micah's story, Slave to Love ❤️