Take what you want. Claim it. Own it. Never let go.
Playboy Jaret Paxon has no pride. He’s filthy as fuck, and he doesn’t care. He’s got it all… Expensive cars, a luxurious home, and a killer smile. Flirting with girls at local clubs, his money gets him whatever he desires. Tight pussy around hungry cock. Night after night. Life is good.
Except it’s all a lie.
Wealth. Love. A family. Education. None of it is real. Jaret’s life is broken. Fucking makes him forget.
Until Lin, the only girl who understood him, stumbles back into his life. One kiss rekindles the sparks from long ago. Jaret wants her back, but he’s not the only one who screwed up. Dating the wrong guy got Lin into trouble. Now that Jaret’s in the middle, someone’s out for blood.
Lies turn into shame. Shame becomes pride. And when Jaret’s proud of something, he won’t let go without a fight.
Filthy is a novella in the Fierce series, featuring Jaret's story. Stand Alone. No Cliffhanger. Complete at 16500 Words.
From an early age, shy nerd girl Autumn Blakewood didn't know how to fend for herself. Teased and bullied her whole life, she's withdrawing more and more. Not even her broken family can help her get through high school.
Her only friends, Brody and Evie, are both social recluses too, and they seek comfort in each other's support. However, Autumn's friends can't always protect her from her malicious classmates who seem set on destroying what's left of her heart.
When Autumn thinks her life can't get any worse, devastating news rips her family apart. It's up to her to pick up the pieces of her life and find a way to fix everything. Will she find the courage to fight?
Fight is a short story prelude to the Fierce series and contains about 8500 words
Fight for your dreams. Fight for your life. Fight for love.
Nerdy girl Autumn Blakewood is the prime example of a goody two-shoes. She studies every night, is never late for class, and always follows the rules. She has never felt the need to step out of her comfort zone. That is, until she meets Hunter.
Hunter Bane is a cocky, confident bad-boy, who's nothing but trouble. He’s a dangerous distraction to everyone around him. Sexy and strong, Hunter enjoys the swooning effect he has on women. Especially those who aren't used to attention, like Autumn.
Autumn finds it hard not to give into Hunter’s advances, even though it all seems like a game to him. Trying to understand him is impossible, because he shrouds himself in mystery.
What she doesn't know is that Hunter has more baggage than anyone should have to carry. When she discovers he's in an illegal frat club to save the one person that matters to him, Autumn realizes this could mean the end of her undeniable connection to him. Even their lives are at risk.
Life has held nothing but hardships for Hunter Bane. Growing up with a learning disability wasn’t easy, especially when you’re poor. With only his brother to support him, Hunter clings to the short moments of happiness in life. Like when he meets Autumn Blakewood.
Autumn Blakewood is a geek at heart. Reading is her passion, and she can’t spend one day without her books. She’s always locked up in her room studying, trying to avoid trouble. Until Hunter comes into her life.
Hunter can’t resist the temptation to get closer to Autumn. She is his complete opposite, and yet he’s drawn to her in ways he can’t explain. But when his brother is caught dealing drugs and sent to prison, Hunter’s world shatters.
To save his brother, Hunter has to join the gang he’s feared his entire life. Now he’s forced to choose between his family and the one girl he loves. Fighting for both, his fury is all he needs…
When trust is challenged and desire takes control, is love enough to conquer fear?
When geeky book nerd Autumn Blakewood falls for the cocky, confident fighter Hunter Bane she knows she’s in for life. Their undeniable connection, fueled by the desire to protect, grows stronger every passing second. However, the need to feel cherished threatens her college graduation, family bonds, and future, tearing her apart, but she won’t give up on Hunter so easily …
After he was abandoned by his family, Hunter Bane struggles to cope with daily life. Having a learning disability turns every task into a challenge. With his brother now free, Hunter feels the pressure to succeed and take care of the people he loves, forcing him to choose between college and a job. Hunter’s devotion to Autumn keeps him on the right path. His infatuation with her turns lust into passion, drawing out his alpha tendencies. But with affection comes admission, putting a strain on their relationship as secrets are exposed and unforeseen circumstances spiral out of control.
Being complete opposites, their love is flaming hot, but it burns away all inhibitions, unveiling the fears that were locked deep inside. As past and present collide, difficult choices must be made. Can Autumn and Hunter’s love survive this ultimate test?
Clarissa Wild is the USA Today Bestselling author of FIERCE, a college romance series. She is also a writer of erotic romance such as the Blissful Series, The Billionaire's Bet series, the Doing It Series and the Enflamed Series. She is an avid reader and writer of sexy stories about hot men and feisty women. Her other loves include her furry cat friend and learning about different cultures. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, reading tons of books and cooking her favorite meals.
We are gearing up for the release of FLY by T.A. Foster. If you enjoy a hot romance, which just might feature a Fighter Pilot with United States Marine Corps, this is the book for you!
Today we are highlighting the characters from the book -- Ben “Bolt” Hardcastle and Skye Stephens.
Meet Ben “Bolt” Hardcastle
Relationship Status: Single
Occupation: Fighter Pilot United States Marine Corps
Residence: San Diego, CA
Home Town: Greene, TN
Hobbies: Working Out, Baseball, Women
Favorite Movie: Top Gun
Most Romantic Date: No time for romance
“I’m not the boyfriend type and definitely not the marrying type.”
“It’s a good day to fly, man.”
“Because if I can do this now, imagine what we’ll feel like together.”
“Baby, I would walk through fire for a night like that with you.”
Meet Skye Stephens
Relationship Status: Single
Occupation: Campaign Executive with Regency Advertising
Residence: San Diego, CA
Home Town: Sullen’s Grove, NC
Hobbies: Work, Sketching, San Diego Zoo
Favorite Movie: The Devil Wears Prada
Most Romantic Date: Two years ago, dinner and a movie
“One drink. But I’m warning you. I’m not going to be any fun, no matter how awesome the bar is.”
“I just wanted to let go for once. I don’t usually pick guys up in bars. I take that back. I never pick guys up in bars.”
“Do not pretend with me that you don’t get a lot of numbers. I know your type.”
“I’m playing with fire, and we both know it. I just can’t stop.”
BOOK SUMMARY:Not everyone’s good at one-night stands.
Skye Stephens has the worst day of her professional career, and all she wants to do is shed her power suit and get lost in the sheets with the hot guy she met at the bar. The problem is, this uptight ad exec doesn’t know how to do one-night stands. She has strict rules about dating and when to let a man in her bedroom.
Fighter pilot Ben “Bolt” Hardcastle is used to lovin’ and leavin’. But, after he meets Skye, one night doesn’t seem to be enough.
When these two crash-land into each other, a connection strong enough to make the loner pilot and the sexy businesswoman shed their rules about love and relationships begins to burn deeper than either of them ever expected.
T.A. Foster met, fell in love with, and married her own Marine fighter pilot. Through deployments, trainings, and sometimes living oceans apart, their own love story continues every day.
She grew up catching rays and waves along the North Carolina Outer Banks and now resides in the state with her husband, two children, and two canine kiddos.
T.A. has an undergraduate degree in Journalism and Mass Communication from the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill and a graduate degree in Educational Psychology from Texas A&M University. When she’s not chasing her two-legged and four-legged children or trying to escape for date night, you can find her reading, writing, or planning her next beach trip.
Author Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7164289.T_A_Foster
Lillian Jacobson was a very happy four year old. She had two loving parents and an older brother who put all other brothers to shame.
Everything changed one horrible night when her entire world was savagely torn apart. Her parents were brutally murdered in front of her eyes and she was left with a bullet wound in her shoulder as a constant reminder of the tragedy. Now she and her brother are living their lives in constant fear; every day a fight for survival.
After years of relative safety under witness protection, their situation turns from bad to worse. Betrayed by a man who swore to protect them, her brother is taken by the same people who ended her parents lives years before. She is moved to a secure location under the protection of two agents, but a complication arises that she never saw coming. She begins to fall for both men, who are also falling for her. When a letter arrives bearing the ultimatum, “Surrender yourself or your brother dies,” she must find a way to suppress her desires or she may never see her brother alive again.
was given an ARC of Who I was by Author Kasidy Blake.
and Parker witnessed their parents beginning killed and have been under witness
protection ever since, regularly moving and changing names. It is decided that
in order to protect Lillian and Parker it’s decided that Lillian and Parker would
be better off separated but before this can happen Parker is kidnapped and
Lillian is forced to flee. Lillian is placed under protection with Braxton and
Cannon aka Wesson. Lillian finds herself attracted to both Braxton and Cannon
and she has lots choices to make about to trust.
really enjoyed this story, there were lots of twists and turns. It took me a
while to warm up to Lillian because I didn’t sometimes agree with her choices
but I did in the end. The story is told from multiple POV which I thought
really added to the story to get different perspectives. It did take me while
to get in to the story but I loved the last 50%, lots of drama to keep you
there is a bit of cliff-hanger ending and I can’t wait for the next book, I
can’t believe the author left it like that. I hope we don’t have to wait for
the next book.
a great book with romance, drama, suspense and mystery.
Kasidy is a pen name, however her identity isn’t that much of a secret. She has been married for 10 years this year to her high school sweetheart. They have two wonderful children. Kasidy currently works full and part time but she loves it all. When she isn’t doing any of those things she is either reading or writing! Her friends and family are super supportive and she knows she would be nothing without them. Who I was is her Debut Novel. With Who I Became following shortly behind!
this electrifying novel from Cassie Mae, two close friends surprise themselves
by shifting from platonic love to sexual attraction.
Matua has one friend—his best friend and childhood sweetheart, who needs a
place to stay for the summer. Mia Johnson has thousands of friends—who live in
her computer. Along with her email chats and Facebook notifications, Mia also
devours romance novels, spending countless hours with fictional characters,
dreaming of her own Romeo to sweep her off her feet. When she starts receiving
supersweet messages from a stranger who thinks she’s someone else, Mia begins
to believe that real love is possible outside her virtual world.
the two friends become roommates, Mia finds herself falling harder than she
ever thought she could. But Eric keeps his desires locked away, unsure of
himself and his ability to give his best friend what she deserves in a
boyfriend. As her advances are continually spurned, Mia splits her time between
Eric and her computer. But she soon realizes she’s about to lose the only real
thing she’s ever had.
is the story of Mia and Eric. Mia loves to read romance stories and spend a lot
of time on facebook, twitter etc. Eric has been best friends with Mia for
years. Mia goes to stay with Eric during the summer, they haven’t seen each
other for a while and Eric has lost weight and changed she Mia last seen him.
However Eric is still insecure. Mia has always had feelings for Eric but never
acted on them. However with them spending the Summer together can they really
find the ‘real thing’ or will Mia obsession with social networking and Eric
insecurities stop them.
This was a great sweet friends to lovers romance
story. I must admit that I felt Eric really tolerated Mia’s use of her phone,
laptop more than I would. I wanted Mia to pay attention to Eric so much more
throughout the story. Over all an enjoyable read and I would recommend this as
About Cassie Mae
Mae is a
full-time writer and mother from Utah. She loves being glued to the computer,
thinking up new stories, and writing the day away while the kids run wild at
her feet. When she finished her first novel, she started a blog that now gets
more than five thousand hits a month. Her group blog is also dedicated to
reaching out to aspiring authors by providing critiques and other marketing
tools to help them succeed in the industry. When she’s not writing, she’s
spending time with the youth in her community as a volleyball and basketball
coach, or searching the house desperately for chocolate.
At first, Rick Delaney watched Vee Wyland with the hungry eyes of a fox as if she were a rabbit … his rabbit. But one day, he slunk away without notice.Months away from graduating high school, Vee’s life is on the verge of crumbling. At home, dire finances and long hours test her family. Her boyfriend hardly pays attention to her. And she can’t shake her feelings for his older brother, Rick. Then, all in one night, tragedy tears her teetering life into shreds. When Rick and Vee reunite, the sparks fly. However, she unwittingly signs away a future for both of them. In his world, a place called The Rental, she becomes Victoria and Rick becomes Rhett. One part of her watches with fascination, while the other unfurls and embraces her sexual awakening. It began as a game, but the consequences are real.Following their heart’s desire is forbidden, but walking away could strip their hope for a future.The Rental is an erotic romance that explores how sex isn’t purely physical; sometimes, it’s a gateway to your soul.
Rick Delaney was parked outside my house with my boyfriend. He stepped out of his car and lifted two fingers, saluting me at the front door. He shouldn’t have been.How could he return to Melbourne after a whole year when I resigned to a life without him—a life, specifically, with the brother he’d arrived? Bottled-up feelings pounded in my chest so hard I was glad no one was home to witness it.And my boyfriend? He tripped getting out of the passenger seat. That’s what can happen when you looked at your mobile phone instead of your girlfriend’s smiling face. My expression soured as he passed me, not even a peck on the cheek.“What’s with the ride?” I called.Their mum, Mrs Delaney, should’ve been dropping Justin off like usual. But he ignored me and trudged farther into my house.Rick noticed my expression and jogged up the stairs. Elder by three years, he stood tall with the composure of a man compared to his teenage brother. Strong shoulders filled out his dark T-shirt. He was bigger in not only his upper body but everywhere—thick arms and thighs and a solid build. Add that to a smile and he melted the hearts of women everywhere—seventeen-year-old girls included.“Mum and Dad are in Europe,” Rick said. “They call it a long-awaited honeymoon. Justin and I call it a mid-life crisis.”My jaw hung open. How could Justin not tell me? I thought this type of thing excited a boyfriend. Weeks of no parental supervision at home—it’d excite me if not for the sudden pit of worry in my belly. “They’re away? They’re not here?”“That’s what a holiday is.” Rick deadpanned.“It’s just that Justin never told me anything.”“It was only a few days ago.”As if that made it okay. If Justin didn’t spend so much time with his phone in his face, he might have remembered to tell me. I didn’t know why, but it cut me that I didn’t know an important change in his life. I told him every time my dad left to truck interstate for work and that was every few weeks. He was gone more than he was here, and Mum worked odd hours. It was lonely and hard to stay away from the temptations Justin and my best friend, Cara offered me at parties or when we hung out.“Hey, bro,” Justin called behind us. He came up and slammed his hand on the side of the front door. “Come fix the washing machine.”“Washing machine?” I asked. Why are you acting like you live here? I was close to adding.“Yeah,” he held out the front of his top, “got a Coke from your fridge and it squirted everywhere.”“We don’t have any Coke left in the fridge.”“You do in the spare one.”I bit my lip and flexed my fingers by my side. Facing him, I cracked a thin smile. Most of the time, Justin wasn’t like this. Correction, before recently, my boyfriend wasn’t like this. He kissed me like no one else, and made me laugh, but damn it, he either had the memory of a goldfish or was too ignorant to care.“That was for tomorrow night!” I stared into his eyes with hope of making him feel guilty, but he was clueless. “Dad’s back from Sydney tomorrow, and Mum’s got a dinner for us three. You know he loves Coke. You know he’s been away for weeks. You know Mum’s too busy working to buy more groceries before then.”Justin shook his head. “So uptight.” He squeezed my ass, smiling as he planted his lips fully to mine. “I love that about you, but seriously, I forgot. And, your mum works at a supermarket, for fuck’s sake.”True, but Justin drank Coke, and ate all the ice cream, and ate all the chips, and I got sick of explaining to Mum why I was so selfish as to keep putting her out when she only requested little favours like these on special occasions. Such as tomorrow.“I’m not uptight.” I paused. “It’s fine about the top—I’ll hand wash and Rick—”But as I turned to tell him not to worry about fixing the washing machine, my hands met a rock solid chest. I froze. My palms lingered on the contours of his defined pecs with my fingertips at his collarbone. Not able to look at his eyes, I dropped my hands, as if that would undo our moment.It didn’t.I’d spend sleepless nights dreaming about his body, as I did when he was far away and stopped talking to me. Pictures and memories of him were all I had.Justin was hot with his dark eyes and brown hair, but compared to Rick, he was scrawny. Mostly bones everywhere, and when we made out, his hips rubbed into mine. I’d forgotten his shortfalls when it was just him and me. I liked him plenty and that grew to love. But now my past was back, and I had no idea what to feel when seconds ago my hands were on his brother.That brother with a firm build, one that wouldn’t rub against me if we were to … I shut down that thought pattern. I shouldn’t imagine Rick on top of me. We were three years apart, and at my age, sex with him was illegal.I pulled my thoughts in and mumbled, “Oh, um,” then took a breath and tried again. “Dad’s back tomorrow, so don’t worry about it. He’ll fix it then. I feel terrible putting you out.”“It’s fine, Vee, really. Kill some time.”“Thanks, fag,” Justin said, pulling at my arm to drag me away.“God, Justin, you’re such an ass sometimes.” I shook out of his grip. He looked offended, so I added, “Gotta go clean up the Coke, remember?”“Seriously,” Rick said, “you two just chill. I’ll let myself through. This way?” He pointed down the hall.I nodded. “I’ll come with you.”“Fine.” Justin walked the other way. “You two have fun. I’m hanging in Vee’s bed.”“Such a tool,” Rick said, walking to the washing machine.“I know,” I mumbled.I took out the mop and bucket, and then went to the cupboard to grab the concentrate liquid.“I was born with a link to him, but indulge me,” Rick crouched by the washing machine on his haunches, legs spread and hands dangling between, “why is someone as smart and gorgeous as you with him?”“I ask myself why—”I stopped.He said I was smart and gorgeous.“Oh,” I managed between strangled breaths, “thanks.”He half-smiled then got to work. His T-shirt rode up on one side as he leant over. Just above his pant line, the angular ‘V’ at his lower back peeked out. Hard as I tried notto gawk, it was impossible when I was alone with him in this small space.“The um,” I started and almost forgot what I was going to say. Luckily, I recovered. “The machine won’t start. Not sure what it is. Mum and I have been hand washing for now.”Rick turned, focusing his attention on the washer. I wiped the laundry bench and cupboard and mopped the floor, trying to concentrate on the mop end and not Rick’s ass or his body bent over the machine.After I was done, I went to my room to hang with Justin, but he wasn’t there. I did a lap of the house, called his name, and checked the other rooms too, but he had literally disappeared. I paused a moment in the kitchen, steadying myself on the corner of the bench while I let the realisation absorb. He left without a goodbye, without much of a hello for that matter.“Rick!” I called.He emerged wiping his top down his face. I looked away as fast as I could, but the image of his lean eight-pack projected in my imagination anyway.Justin might’ve been outside or somewhere I hadn’t checked. He had to be. I pushed aside the topic. It would be stupid to suggest he left.“Thank you so much,” I said, meeting Rick’s eyes, “for in there.” I pointed behind him.“But you don’t know if I fixed it.”“You tried.”He smiled with his lip jutted out and nodded, as if I impressed him. “Well,” he said, “you can be a woman of modern technology from now on. All fixed. It was a loose belt. Slipped off.”“Oh, lucky me.”The silence became louder, and judging by the tightness between Rick’s eyebrows, he had just noticed Justin’s absence.“Justin?” I queried, and he nodded cautiously. “Yeah, I looked everywhere for him. This might sound stupid, but I think he left. I couldn’t find him. He’s just not here.”Rick tensed his jaw, scoping the open living area. “Bull,” he said, but by the dismissive tone, he sounded like he was saying it to himself or about something else.He stalked off toward my backyard without another word, so I scampered after him, my little legs no match for his long strides. I flipped the light on outside and Rick walked down the steps, following the shallow lighting spilling over the clumpy, yellowed grass and shrubs lining the property fence.“Unbelievable,” Rick muttered, I thought, but I couldn’t be sure with his back facing me or by the growl to his tone.He eased me back with a polite hand and walked around to my front door and beyond. He surveyed the porch and front yard in the same swift and efficient manner as the back, and then turned to me. We were facing each other separated by my whole house. The front light slammed behind him and it made him glow. I supposed I looked the same, and wondered if I seemed as mysterious and alluring as he did. Not possible.We shut the doors and walked towards each other, meeting near my kitchen bench.“Did he tell you he was leaving?”“Not at all,” I said, scratching my head. “I just came from the laundry and he was gone. Maybe …” but I trailed off, feeling stupid for thinking it.“What?” Rick said, eyes narrowed.“Maybe he texted me letting me know why.”Rick shrugged. “You could check.”I did, returning with my mobile phone. I had one new message.Justin: Had to go. Sorry, babe xoxo“Unbelievable,” I muttered, embodying the same rage as Rick.“What? He didn’t—” Rick looked at my mobile which I handed over, and he cut himself off to read. “He did. Where did he even go? What a bastard.”Rick’s cheeks were inflamed now, and a telltale vein popped from his forehead. He scrubbed his temples with the heels of his hands.I remained there not doing a thing. I hadn’t seen Rick for so long. I hadn’t a clue how to calm him down or what would be appropriate.“It’s not a big deal,” I said. “He’s my boyfriend, not yours.”“He’s my brother. I’m here to look out for him and the kid slips from my fingers.”“Look out?” I asked.Rick’s face blanched. He stood there with these big helpless arms dangling on either side of his body. He coughed and said, “Parents are away. Someone’s gotta keep him out of trouble.”“Oh.” I sighed. “It’s nice of you to come back to keep an eye on him. I’m sure he doesn’t think so. Now he can’t run amuck with freedom.” I had so many questions to ask Rick, like whether London was an extended holiday or was he there for work or did he miss me? I couldn’t ask any of them though when we had more important things on our minds.“I don’t think so either,” Rick said in a solemn tone. The severity of it hit me square in the chest like a physical force, and my body stood immobile while I adjusted to the weirdness of everything. Justin leaving, but also the aloof Rick Delaney that had changed since I last knew him.“I better go search.” He patted his pockets, looked over the bench, and then ducked into the laundry room. When he emerged, he walked to the front door.I followed, and we both turned to each other at the same time, emitting a startled chuckle from me. I placed my hand over my chest. “Thanks for everything. It’s good to see you back, Rick.” I leaned up to kiss him, and he stooped to my cheek, pecking it so lightly, only the bristle of his stubble grazed my skin.He jogged down the front steps, unlocked his car, and was about to jump into it when he looked up at me, this big, lost expression on his handsome face. “See ya,” he called. And then he hopped in and drove.At least he said goodbye, but the whole night had left me shaken.• • •
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Rebecca Berto writes stories about love and relationships. She gets a thrill when her readers are emotional reading her books, and gets even more of a kick when they tell her so. She's strangely imaginative, spends too much time on her computer, and is certifiably crazy when she works on her fiction. Rebecca Berto lives in Melbourne, Australia with her boyfriend and their pets.