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Release Boost: Title: Maria (Made Men Series) by Sarah Brianne is Available Now!

Title: Maria
Series: Made Men Series
Author: Sarah Brianne
Genre: New Adult Romance
Release Date: November 29, 2019




Maria is the mafia princess of Kansas City, destined to be the prize to the most loyal Caruso soldier.
Her killer looks hide the fact that she’s as ruthless as any male in the family.
But this princess is no trophy wife.
Fuck destiny.
Two men face death without fear, wanting to achieve the unattainable.
Kayne Evans, the man who carries a secret that makes him more than just an English teacher.
And Dominic Luciano, the rival mob boss who carries a Glock and a grudge.
As the sun rises, one victor will remain standing while the other will see his last dawn.
Who will live and who … will … die?



Hey! My name is Sarah Brianne and after living for twenty-two years the characters in my head told me enough was enough and I have finally put pen to paper (or is it finger to keyboard?) to tell their stories. Since I was a little girl I have watched every chick flick I could get my hands on, then when I became older I discovered a whole new world of romance novels. To me there is nothing better then a tale of true love and those are the stories that have inspired me to write. Like everything else in my life 
I have put my own spin on two lovers destined to be together. 
Sarah Brianne




Cover Reveal: Wannabe More (Love in Seven Mile Forge #1) by Billie Dale, #NewAdultRomance is ReleasingDecember 27, 2019

Title: Wannabe More
Series: Love in Seven Mile Forge #1
Author: Billie Dale
Genre: New Adult Romance
Release Date: December 27, 2019


From Author Billie Dale comes a story of friendship spanning two decades. A life of loyalty, family and love tested by decisions made with the best intentions. With Dale’s signature wit and a cast of characters you can’t help but adore. Wannabe More, book one in Love In Seven Mile Forge, will prove second chances do exist.
After years of friendship, that summer he was mine.
With our futures waiting to take us down separate paths after graduation, we made a pact.
To explore being more than friends.
To indulge in all we’d been holding back.
We couldn’t have possibly known it would change everything.
One unexpected night in the barn, seeking refuge from the rain, altered our destiny but I refuse to let our actions undo all his hard work.
I’ll sacrifice everything for him to live out his dream in the NBA. But when he finds out the truth, will he hate me for it?



Billie Dale lives in no-where middle earth. Lost in a small village in the Midwest with four kids, three animals and an amazing, word inspiring book boyfriend worthy husband. 
A blogger by nature and a writer because she got tired of arguing with the voices in her head. She loves and lives the words on the page, whether writing them or reading them her life is consumed by the worlds her head creates. 
Her greatest wish is that readers will fall in love with her words as much as she loves writing them and as much as she loves reading others. She loves to create new worlds to explore and loves to write words that will take root in you soul. 
Paranormal, New Adult, Romantic Comedy, Contemporary — there is not one box she fits in. She’s a rebel in the author world who writes what her head tells her even it jumps from genre to genre.


Release Blitz: NO SAINT by Jo Raven, #DarkNewAdultRomance is Available Now!


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Why are bad boys so good?

Meet the infamous Ross, black sheep of the family and bully extraordinaire.

I drink too much, smoke too much, screw around. I’ve hurt people, been in
and out of prison. I’m a bastard, a beast.

I’m a goddamn bundle of joy.

I mean, my own dad tried to kill me, what does that tell you?

Then again, my dad did kill my mom, so maybe it isn’t just me. Who the hell

The world sucks and I’m giving it the finger in every damn way, except…

Except there’s a girl. Pretty. Hot. Clever. She didn’t get the memo – that
she should hate me, shun me, kick me when I’m down. That the world screwed
us all over. She believes in the future – and sometimes she seems to even
believe in me.

Big mistake. I’m bad news. I made her suffer in the past, and nothing has
changed. I’m not an angel, not a saint. No good.

But for some reason I don’t get, I can’t let her go down with me. I find
myself trying to be better for her, pretending to be someone I’m not.

And if that doesn’t ring some damn big alarm bells regarding my sanity,
well… then I’m done already.

* This is the story of Ross, half-brother to Octavia, Gigi and Merc, set in
the Wild Men series *

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Real life outside school is different. It has to be. I have to believe it.
Luna the frightened unpopular girl is gone, too. Now I am the new Luna, and
like the new moon I am in darkness until I reveal myself, reborn.

Hey, it sounds good in theory, all right? It gives me a plan, a purpose. I
can do this. Be the new me who isn’t so shy and insecure, who doesn’t go
red when someone laughs or points at her. I am good enough. I need
to believe it.

Who cares if I’m not all that pretty? I’ve brains, and smarts, and I will
make something of my life.

Once I get through this Summer, that is. And save some money. And decide
what I do next.

My cousin says I should get a degree, maybe in web design and graphics.
Move to a city, get a good job in a company. That I can do it.

My thoughts return to Ross and what my dad and Josh said about him.

That he’s still here. Hanging around. That his dad attacked him.

That’s so screwed up.

Worse still, why can’t I get him out of my mind? It’s hard to stop thinking
about him. Not only because he taunted me and tormented me—but also because
he was the sexiest, hottest guy in school.

And the world, probably.

What a pity he’s such an asshole.

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bleed into the present, loyalty and raw emotion. Add to that breathtaking
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RELEASE BLITZ: Wordless by Sabrina Stark, Genre: NA Romance is Available Now!



Title: Wordless
Author: Sabrina Stark
Genre: NA Romance

 Release Date: November 23, 2019



Sparks fly between a
plucky intern and her billionaire boss in this new standalone from a USA TODAY

For someone so famous, he sure has a lot of secrets. He’s Jack Ward, my
billionaire boss, at least for the summer while I support his national book
tour. But the funny thing is, the tour doesn’t make much sense. The odd cities,
the late-night excursions, the secrets simmering between us – they’re all
making me a little crazy, especially when he gives me one of those looks. You
know the kind.

He’s up to
something. I just know it. And I’d love to find out what. There’s just one tiny
problem. With his movie star looks and devious mind, he’s distracting me to no
end. And just maybe, I’m distracting him, too.
But the worst thing?
I’m pretty sure I like it.
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For someone
I’d known less than four hours, he sure was bossy.
your stuff,” he said. “We’re leaving.”
I stared up
at him. “We?”
His hair
was thick and blond, and his eyes were so blue, they made the ocean look dingy
in comparison. “Well you’re not going alone,” he said.
I struggled
for a reply and came up empty. Honestly, what was I supposed to say? The
guy in front of me wasn’t just a new acquaintance. He was also Jack Ward
– my favorite author, a total hottie, and a billionaire several times over.
he was also just a little bit scary. Ask my roommate. He’ll tell you –
well, unless he’s already escaped through his bedroom window, that is.
I glanced
around the condo where I’d been living for the past two weeks. To say the
arrangement had gone to crap would be giving crap a bad name.
Turns out,
my roommate was a druggie and a dude. On top of that, he wasn’t
terrific at keeping his horse in the barn, if you know what I mean.
Until just
five days ago, I’d never even met the guy, much less realized that
“Nicky” wasn’t short for Nicole, but rather Nicholas. But in my own
defense, the gal who’d rented me the place had neglected to mention this little
detail, along with a whole bunch of other stuff – on purpose, no doubt.
And me?
Like a total sucker, I’d actually trusted her.
Now I
didn’t know who to trust. I bit my lip. If only my sister were here.
voice interrupted my thoughts. “If you need boxes, let me know. I’ll have
some delivered.”
I blinked.
It was nearly ten o’clock on a Sunday night. This was a small town. Nothing was
open. I shook my head. And was box delivery seriously a thing?
Not in
my world, it wasn’t.

Then again, I wasn’t a billionaire. In fact, my bank balance was
dangerously close to zero.
I just had
to ask, “Who’d do that?”
what?” Jack said.
boxes. I mean, nothing’s open.”
He gave me
a look. “Do you need them or not?”
I admitted.
he said. “Then get packing.”
I didn’t
appreciate his tone. “Don’t you think that’s kind of bossy? I mean, I
never said for sure that I’m moving.”
His jaw
tightened. “Well you’re not staying here. I can tell you that.”
Yup, he
was definitely bossy.

I wanted to argue. But I couldn’t. And why?
It was
because he was right.
I couldn’t
stay. Not anymore. But I’d known that already.
for time, I glanced around the condo. The place was surprisingly nice. It had
come pre-furnished, too, which meant that nearly nothing was mine.
Sure, I had
some clothes in the bedroom along with my notebook computer and a few
essentials. But the sad truth was, I could probably cram everything I owned
into my cheap compact car.
No boxes
Still, I shoved
a hand through my hair and tried to think. Leaving sounded easy enough, but
where would I go?
A hotel?
As if I had
the money.
sister’s place?
That would’ve
been the plan, if only she were in town.
I was still
running through my options when Jack said, “Becka.”
I jumped at
the sound of my name. “What?”
not packing.”
know, because I’m thinking.”
“So do
both,” he said.
I sighed.
On this, he was right, too. After all, it would take me at least a half-hour to
gather up my stuff. Surely by then, I’d know where I was going.
But for
now, I was simply going crazy.
Some of
this was Jack’s fault. Not only had he just assaulted my scuzz-bucket of a
roommate, he was distracting the heck out of me.
Some people
go for movie stars. Or rock stars. Or hell, even reality TV stars. But me? I’d
had my nose crammed in one book or another for as long as I could recall. Some
of those books were better than others.
But seven
years ago at the ripe old age of seventeen, I’d fallen head-over-heels in love
– with his books, sprawling medieval tales that were beyond brutal, and
yet sometimes so beautiful they almost made me cry.
It was
totally insane. Jack was only a few years older than I was. In fact, he’d just
turned thirty-one last month. And how did I know this?
I’d read it
on the internet, of course.
Now, he was
glowering down at me like I was a bratty kid refusing to clean my room.
I wasn’t
bratty. I was just confused.
Hell, I’d
been confused ever since showing up on my sister’s doorstep four hours ago,
only to encounter someone who definitely didn’t belong.
And that
was putting it mildly.
Author Bio
USA TODAY Bestselling Author Sabrina Stark writes fun
contemporary romances featuring plucky girls and the bad boys who capture their
hearts. She’s worked as a fortune-teller, barista, science writer and alas,
jobs that required a hairnet. She has a journalism degree from Central Michigan
University and is married with one son and a bunch of very spoiled kittens. She
currently makes her home in Northern Alabama.


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NEW RELEASE: Thorn (Rosewood High #1) by Tracy Lorraine, Genre: YA/NA High School Bully Romance is Available Now!


Title: Thorn
Series: Rosewood High #1
Author: Tracy Lorraine
Genre: YA/NA High School Bully Romance
Release Date: November 22, 2019




She’s an English Rose and I’m about to be a thorn in her
She doesn’t belong here. From the moment she steps foot in
Rosewood High— it’s clear she must go.
And I’ll use my power to get rid of her. The betrayal I’m
reminded of each time our eyes lock must end.
She’s a lost rich girl, trying to recover from the death of her
parents. But none of that is my concern.
This is my life. My rules. My senior year. What I say goes.
And I say she’s done.
Until she proves me wrong…



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Tracy Lorraine is a M/F and M/M contemporary romance author.
Tracy recently-ish turned thirty and lives in a cute Cotswold village in
England with her husband, daughter and lovable but slightly crazy dog. Having
always been a bookaholic with her head stuck in her Kindle Tracy decided to try
her hand at a story idea she dreamt up and hasn’t looked back since.
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📝Review📝: NO SAINT by Jo Raven, #DarkYA/NARomance, Release Date: November 26th 2019 ~ Pre-Order limited time; price will increase on release day!



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Genres:  #DarkRomance #Romance #Bullying #YARomance *This book may have some triggers if you are sensitive to Child abuse (Talked about in past)

My Rating:  4 to 4.5

Cover:  5  *This cover is a very good depiction of Ross.

Publication:  November 26th 2019

Read:  November 17th 2019  *Review copy provided by author

POV:  First-person dual perspectives

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Meet the infamous Ross, black sheep of the family and bully extraordinaire.
I drink too much, smoke too much, screw around. I’ve hurt people, been in and out of prison. I’m a bastard, a beast.
I’m a goddamn bundle of joy.
I mean, my own dad tried to kill me, what does that tell you?
Then again, my dad did kill my mom, so maybe it isn’t just me. Who the hell knows.
The world sucks and I’m giving it the finger in every damn way, except…
Except there’s a girl. Pretty. Hot. Clever. She didn’t get the memo – that she should hate me, shun me, kick me when I’m down. That the world screwed us all over. She believes in the future – and sometimes she seems to even believe in me.
Big mistake. I’m bad news. I made her suffer in the past, and nothing has changed. I’m not an angel, not a saint. No good.
But for some reason I don’t get, I can’t let her go down with me. I find myself trying to be better for her, pretending to be someone I’m not.
And if that doesn’t ring some damn big alarm bells regarding my sanity, well… then I’m done already.

* This is the story of Ross, half-brother to Octavia, Gigi and Merc, set in the Wild Men series *



📝My Review📝:

No SaintNo Saint by Jo Raven

Between 4 & 4.5 Stars.
I have been a huge fan of this author for a very long time. It needs to be said because I might be a little biased. She hasn’t written a book that I didn’t love. Her heroes are so damaged and broken. Their pasts are some of the most horrific I’ve ever read. Jo Raven is not afraid to cross boundaries. Her books are not for you if you’re looking for a sugary read. I guarantee your heart will break and you will be so angry. So, so angry for what her heroes have suffered. And in No Saint, that applies in excess. You have to wonder how these young men survive the lot life has dealt them. They survive because they are strong heroes with strong heroines who will support and love them unconditionally.

In No Saint,Ross Jones is just surviving his days and nights. This isn’t easy to do when he is constantly tormented. The bully is being bullied. We met Ross early on in the Wild Men series when we were first introduced to Octavia. This book can be read as a standalone, however, I highly recommend you read the previous books. Ross has been an important and complex part of each and knowing about who he was will help you understand him. Maybe forgive him too.

Without giving you details, I found a few circumstances in this book to be unrealistic which is why I’m between 4 & 4.5 stars. But this is just my opinion so please take this lightly and decide for yourself. In addition, I wanted to see the antagonists in this book get what they deserved on the pages and not just an afterthought at the end.

Can bullies be forgiven? Can I forgive Ross for all the suffering he has caused? I wasn’t sure that I could. Fortunately, the author painted the pictures of Ross’s past which put me front and center at his own suffering. God, I wanted to hold him and hug him to me tightly. Fortunately, Ross had Luna and after she dealt with her own anger in regards to Ross’s bullying, she helped him to heal. She became his support. Support which he desperately needed. One of the aspects I appreciated was how the author grew and developed Ross and Luna’s characters. There was a lot of pain, a lot of history between them. It took a while before Luna could forgive Ross but not before she understood him.

This book is dark and intense. Very passionate, very sad and sometimes violent. But I promise, you will sigh with great relief and happiness in the end.

This is my honest and unbiased review. Thank you for taking the time to read it. 🙂


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New Release: Undone by Mia Kayla, Contemporary/New Adult Romance is Available Now!

Title: Undone
Author: Mia Kayla
Genre: Contemporary/New Adult Romance
Release Date: November 10, 2019


✔️A-list Hollywood Hottie
✔️Sweet, Savvy, Sarcastic heroine
✔️Love after Heartbreak
✔️Billionaire Brothers
✔️All the feels in one book
If you want a book to make you feel it all – Undone is your book.
✔️Uncontrollable Laughter ✔️Gut Wrenching Feels ✔️Swoony Happily Ever After
“The way my body reacted to him was undeniable, but the way my heart reacted was unprecedented.”
Calculated, clear, and concise.
That is how I like my life.
As head of Armstrong Realty, I acquire, conquer, and secure deals in the boardroom—and bedroom.
No strings attached is how I like my relationships.
But then Jordan—Mr. Hollywood A-list actor—shows up.
He has more strings than the 1000 thread count sheets I sleep on.
We both have reasons we’re unwilling to open up again.
And I can’t live through another heartbreak.
So I make a decision—a one-and-done to get Jordan out of my system.
Casual. Hot. Naked. Simple.
But when the clothes come off, beds get broken.
And everything changes.
Because underneath that California tan and perfect six pack is a heart of gold, a heart I want, a heart I’m falling for…deep, fast, and completely.
And suddenly, all my rules become UNDONE

Goodreads Review- “I absolutely loved this story. It had me laughing out loud from the very beginning and it was such a sweet and funny, actor romance read with just the right touch of drama, surprises and twists. There was never a dull moment in this story and I devoured it within a day.”

A Book Lover’s Emporium Book Blog – “Well, that was unexpected. I really enjoyed this actor romance. The anxiety was through the roof at times, it had me in tears a couple of times but I really loved the plot, the writing style and I couldn’t put it down.”

Everything Marie Book Blog – “Ohhhhh what a book! What a great emotional story. Five Angsty stars from me. This book has some deep emotions to it. Once you start this book you won’t stop until the very end.”


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Mia Kayla is a New Adult/Contemporary Romance writer who lives in Illinois. She is the wife to the husband of the year and mommy to three unbelievable cute little girls who have multiplied her grey hairs. 


In her free time she loves reading romance novels, jamming to boy bands, catching up on celebrity gossip and designing flowers for weddings.



Most of the time, she can be caught on the train with her nose in a book sporting a cheeky grin because the main characters finally get their happily-ever-after at the end. 



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New Release: Rules ( Greyford High #3) by Anna B. Doe, Mature YA/NA Sports Romance is Available Now!

Title: Rules
Series: Greyford High #3
Author: Anna B. Doe
Genre: Mature YA/NA Sports Romance
Release Date: November 8, 2019

Senior year.
Three girls. Three guys.
Truth and consequence. 
Broken trust and shattered hearts.
Lost innocence and new experiences. 
One more year before running away.
One more year to save her. 
The countdown begins.
When Maximillian Sanders moved to Greyford, he had three goals: mend the broken relationship with his sister, keep her safe, and get into a division one college, playing hockey. There he meets the girl who breaks his heart and turns his world upside down, and it’s her best friend who helps pick up the pieces.
Brook Taylor learned the hard way that in order to survive this ugly world, she needed to live by her own rules. Then she meets Max and for the first time, she’s tempted to break them. He’s off limits, and she has a plan that doesn’t include a hot hockey player. 
He says he wants her, but she can see the truth in his eyes. She should have just followed her rules and guarded her heart. 
Those three little rules were supposed to save her, until she broke them all.


★★★★★ “I don’t have the words to say how great this story is! It’s raw, it’s heartbreaking and it’s so beautiful! It’s not a light read by any means but that’s how Max and Brooks’s story was supposed to be.” – SCBookAddict
★★★★★ “This book will break you, heal you, make you fall in love with characters, and their story. You will cry with them, and for them. You will love with them, and cheer for their happy ending. I won’t spoiler the story, I will just say you HAVE TO, no, YOU NEED TO read this book.” – @tinatejt
★★★★★ “Wonderful book and addictive series.” – A Naughty Book Fling



Anna B. Doe is a young adult and new adult contemporary romance author. She writes real-life romance that is equal parts sweet and sexy. She’s a coffee and chocolate addict. Like her characters, she loves those two things dark, sweet and with little extra spice.
When she’s not working for a living or writing her newest book you can find her reading books or binge-watching TV shows. Originally from Croatia, she is always planning her next trip because wanderlust is in her blood. 
She is currently working on various projects. Some more secret than others.
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Blog Tour: Tell Me Tru: The Averdeen Duet Book 1 by J. Haney & S.I. Hayes is Available Now!


Tell Me Tru
The Averdeen Duet Book 1
by J. Haney & S.I. Hayes
Contemporary New Adult Romance


Tru Averdeen had everything a person could want. Money, fame, the power to influence others. Her way was paved on her fortune and her face. With porcelain skin, a head of fiery curls, all framing a pair of pastel blue eyes and lips like pink roses she has been a Media Spectacle since she was born. Then she met Holly…

Holly Turner came up rough. Emotionally damaged all she wanted was a life worth living. Then she sees a face on TV crying over some lost rich daddy. Her wheels turn and soon she is face to face with Tru and the truth…

It’s been four years since that night. They don’t speak of it, not anymore. Tru has fallen away from the limelight, letting Holly take on her name, her face, friends. All Tru wants is a quiet happy existence away, and all Holly wants is what’s owed to her. It’s worked for four years…


Chapter 1 Rion

“That’ll be fifty-seven, fifty-three, eighty.” The young man whose name is- Shane, says from behind the counter of Harol’s Gardens. An independent company that deals in bulk landscaping needs. I’m working on a community garden out in Beverly Hills of all places, but I live in West LA, just a hop, skip and a jump from the Art District. It’s a great neighborhood, now. When my Gran bought the joint back in 1960, it was nice, but over the years, it had fallen on downtimes. Now it’s moving back up, and houses like it are going for damn near, if not over a million. She and Granpa got a mortgage at seventy-five, back in sixty. I shop here at Harol’s because he’s local, and local means community and communities take care of each other. 
That’s what my Gran and Granpa used to say, and I believe it’s true. They’re both gone now, so it’s just me and Crenshaw, my German Shepard, Beagle mix. I got him when I was on my own back in twenty- twelve, and was going through a phase, not to mention it was about the only thing good about the neighborhood I got him from. We work, we play, and we hang out like a couple of bros on my porch at night. It’s a good life.
“Here’s my I.D., just drop it on the Averdeen account.”
The kid’s eyes go wide; it’s a large account. Well over thirty-thousand since I started in March. August is now over, and much of the garden is up and functioning. Now she wants a privacy wall and security lights. Guess some local hoods trashed a few plots, and now she is in panic mode.
“Y-Yes, Mister Bedver.”
“Hell, I ain’t nobody’s Mister.” I smile, putting out my hand. “Rion’s the name. Put it there, Shane.”
The kid smiles and shakes my hand. “Nice to meet ya.”
“You must be new; I know all Harol’s kids.”
“Cousin, from New Mexico. I just came out for college. Got into Berkley.”
“Well, good for you. I’m sure if you work hard, you’ll do great.”
“Thanks!” He gets quiet as he’s punching in codes again.
“Um, Mis- I mean Rion, it says that a payment was due two days ago but wasn’t received.”
“Uggh, yeah, I bet. Give me a printout, and I’ll be sure you get a check by weeks end.”
“O-okay. Thank you.”
I nod, taking the printout and head out. It’s just like her to forget to make a payment. I swear she likes to push the line, especially with me. The woman makes me crazy. Crenshaw is waiting in the back of my twenty-fifteen Silverado 250o, which is in serious need of a bath. I can hardly see the white pearl paint for all the mud. I took it up the Lake Roesiger trail in Washington over the weekend and had a blast.
Takes about forty minutes before I’m driving up to Tru-Grow Gardens, the community garden set up by Miss Tru Averdeen, you may have heard of her, then maybe not, I mean she’s one of those money babies, that came up celebrity for all the bling, and crazy their parents got up to. I mean she’s got a YouTube channel or whatever, but really, she’s kind of a vapid slut. Dresses like the rest of the posh ponies and prefers her men on tap.
Not that I’m complaining. Yeah, I’ve tapped it a couple of times, she likes me dirty and us outside. Speaking of her…
I roll my eyes as Crenshaw barks. There Tru is with her bodyguard Lee, she’s holding some little puppy, and he’s got three more on leashes.
“Quiet.” I order, and Crenshaw just whimpers. “Just take it easy.” I hop out of the truck, and she comes scampering over, holding out this little dog.
“Say hi to Athos.” She smiles, pushing the pup on to me. As it’s kissing my face and biting my chin hairs, I see it’s a red and rust Miniature Pinscher. The other three are also Min Pins, one Black and Tan, one Blue and silver and the last; what she says they call Merle, I think it’s a Harlequin. “They are each named for a Musketeer, and D’artagan, of course, is the odd man there.” She points to the Harlequin.
“Ah.” I nod as she takes little Athos from me. I wonder if she’s ever read a book for enjoyment and not just because a teacher said so. She hands the pup to Lee and rolls her body back toward me.
“So, how is it all coming?” She grabs my arm; I already know where this is going. The only time she touches me is when she’s looking for a ride on my swizzle stick.
“If you come back here, I can show you the stone I picked up, or would you rather see what’s already been lain?”
“Hmm, show me the wall.”
I look over my shoulder and watch as Lee takes the puppies back to her, Gold Suburban, with an eye roll. As soon as Tru and I are behind the overgrowth, she pushes me into the wall, kissing me. Always sloppy and wet, always in a hurry. It’s hot, but it’s getting old. She sees the low end of the wall, which is just high enough that she can drop her hands on it and seems to have that very idea. She hikes up her red leather pencil skirt and shimmies out of a matching red thong as her heels slip in the dirt. Kicking them off, she bends down.
“C’mon, stud, stuff me with that fat cock.” She tears open a condom and hands it to me. I’m just hard but watching her start to rub her own pussy has me readier than a stallion on steroids. I get behind her, and she grabs me, cramming me with force and a good amount of pain into her.
“Ah, easy girl. I’ll fuck you good and proper, now calm down, or I ain’t gonna fuck ya at all.”
“Ugh, you just don’t understand, it was such an infuriating day. I need to be slammed, slapped around a bit, and just shown who’s got the control. It’s not the fucking media.” She won’t shut up, just keeps going, panting. I’ve heard enough of her whining. I pull out, grab her, turning her to me, and pound her up and down on my shaft. Now she’s seeing stars, only grunts and yelps come from her lips as her tits which I never seem to get access to bounce. I tear down her top and find pierced nipples. I bite down and suck, and she grabs my head coming so hard I feel it against my nuts. I lift her and hit my knees in the dirt, making her ride me till I come. She falls down on to me, her breathing all over the place.
“I hate to bring it up, but you missed dropping the check at Harol’s.” I say as she plays with my chest hair a bit.
“I’m busy and going nowhere near that part of LA at all.”
“Well, I do have some papers for you to sign.” I say as she gets up and gets her shoes on.
“Umm… I don’t have to remind you this didn’t happen?” I finish with her.
“No, but about the check and the papers.” I say, following her. That woman can move in stilettos.
She stops. I see silver fly from Lee to her, then she turns. “Catch.”
I catch the keys as they jingle down into my hand. I look at her curiously.
“The flat one gets you through the gate and shuts off the alarm for the dogs. The gold is the bolt, and the other is the front doorknob. I’ll leave a check, and you can leave your papers.” She blows me a kiss and is in with Lee in seconds.


With a huff, I start back for my truck, realizing I don’t have my wallet. “Damnit.” I retrace to the wall, and there right in the dirt is my wallet, and next to it is a bright red cotton thong.





Chapter 2 Tru

What is this? I wake with my hair a matted mess on my head and a note taped to my face. Upon reading the said note, I am told to have fun by Holly. Whatever the hell that is supposed to mean? After telling Alexa to find Tru’s playlist and play in the bathroom, I strip my clothes and step into my hot as sin shower. I let the water pelt and beat down against my skin. The heat letting me stretch, pop, and crack my bones in just the right way.
After my shower, I throw on my matching silk lace bra and panties before adding my black skull mini shorts. I like these because it looks like a skeleton is grabbing my ass. It comes with an unassuming black and white tank. I slip on my big bear foot slippers, telling Alexa to play music in the kitchen. That way,  by the time I make it there, the music is already going full tilt. 
I bang my head to the music blaring through the room. I love Avenged Sevenfold, and what better song to be playing then Hail to the King? Best fucking song there is by A7F! 
First things first, I need coffee via IV. If only that were possible. I dance my way to the coffee pot slipping a pod into my Keurig. Once it’s finished, I inhale my coffee, before taking a drink. Mmm, nice. Steamy goodness. After finishing my first cup, I start looking for food. Cam, my bodyguard, is usually up making breakfast, but I suppose he wasn’t in the mood today. 
It isn’t till I’m frying bacon that all the dogs in the house go crazy. Holly left her mini pins here. So, on top of her four, I have seven. Queenie is a Red/Queensland Heeler, Shadow is a Catahoula Leopard and Pit mix, Chusky is just what his name says a Chow and Husky. Shepsky is my German Shepherd and Husky; Blue Bell is a Lab and Husky, Pom-Pom, who is by far my smallest is an Australian Shepherd and Pomeranian, making her a mini. Last and most certainly not least is my newest addition and the only pure breed, Monk, and he’s a Golden Retriever.
With the bacon almost done, eggs mixed, and veggies cut up, I’m ready to start my omelet. Closer by Nine Inch Nails is blasting through the speakers as I give my eggs one more whip. I turn around, and down the bowl goes breaking on the floor. 
“Alexa, stop!” I meet Rion’s eyes. “Lay down.” I shout above the dog’s barks. All of mine hit the ground, but Holly’s are still bouncing and piddling everywhere! This, of course, includes D’artagan, which Rion is holding. 
I walk over to the back door, shouting, “Out!” All the dogs are out the door, and I come back to where I was standing. I look over at Rion once more, and he’s inspecting his shirt. The dog pissed on him. 
A blush creeps over my cheeks. “I’m sorry. Let me go find you a shirt. What size do you wear?” 
“Nothing you got, Hon. I’ve got something in the truck. Ugh.” He says, disappearing. 
I run a hand over my face before grabbing the paper towels, squatting to clean the mess up at my feet. Of course, this is also when I notice I’m going to have to wash my slippers. Where the hell is Cameron when I need him? Thinking about that- how in the hell did Rion get keys to my house? What the hell is he doing here? I’ve only had a crush on this man for like four years, and of course, he’d see me as me when I’m a mess and naked as far as hair products and makeup.
I don’t even know Rion’s back till he’s bent over and picking glass up. “Careful, you’ll cut yourself. Let me do this.” 
“No, I’ve got i-Ouch, shit, fuck.” I say, cutting my finger, and Rion picks me up, setting me on the counter. He turns the sink on and puts my hand under the cold water. “Ow, that stings.” 
“Oh, shush.” He pulls my hand from the water and blows on my clipped fingers, all while grabbing paper towels. “Have you got a first aid kit, band-aids, what have you?” 
“Uh, uh, um…” 
Rion looks at me. “Are you alright?” He crunches the paper towels around my fingers and steps back. It’s then I get a good look at his shirt. It says I love it when she bends over and screams with a fishing pole. This has me thinking about a different kind of pole. 
Oh, my God! I can feel my wetness pooling in my panties.
“Uhh, Uh-huh.” Of course, while I’m looking at him, the smoke detector picks this moment to go nuts. 
“What the-” Rion cuts himself off, taking care of the mess I have going on.
I shake my head and try to clear it. “Um, uh, R-Rion, what are you doing here?”
He looks at me funny and picks up some papers off the counter. “I need you to sign these, and you were supposed to leave a check for Harol’s?” 
Harol’s?” I question for a moment. “Oh, right, Harol’s, how much and what papers do I need to sign?” 
“Ten should cover it for now, and this is the new contract for the wall and the rest of the security features you asked for.” 
“Ten, ten, ten hundred, give me just a second, and I’ll grab my checkbook.” I climb off the counter and grab my checkbook from a drawer. 
“No disrespect, but have you been drinking?” Rion asks. 
“No, I need more coffee, well an IV is more like it.” I say in a big rush. I walk back over to him. “How much did you say again?” 
“Well, based on the near six I spent yesterday, ten thousand should be enough to cool Harol’s jets.” 
“Do you have more you need to get?” 
“This is just towards your tab. Are you sure you’re alright and haven’t hit your head?”
“Sugar, haven’t eaten yet. I’ll be fine. How about I’ll make it for thirty, and that too should keep you good for a bit more?” 
“If you want to give Harol a heart attack, sure- why not?” 
“I-I was just thinking extra is better.” 
“Ten is fine, thirty is fine, anything you plan on giving me is just fine.” 
“Oh, geez, Did I forget to pay you too? I’m so sorry.” I say, making out the check for Harol.
Rion reaches over and stays my hand. “We’re good for now.” He slips the check for Harol away. “You look over those contracts, and I’ll be back to get them after the weekend. Here are your keys. I’ll let myself out.” He takes a few steps away from me. “Oh, one more thing I forgot. I believe these are yours.” He throws a red ball at me. 


With that, Rion is gone, and I lose it. “What the fuck was Rion doing in my house? Why the fuck did nobody tell me? Oh, I’m going to kill her!”

Chapter 3 Holly

“Mmm, yeah. Oh, fuck. You really know- Ohh.” I squeeze my thighs to the sides of Lee’s head. He’d been begging to go down on me for more than a year, and I just wasn’t feeling it. But this afternoon, seeing him shirtless, the Pacific sun beating down on him, as he devoured a peach, I decided it was time. I lured him into the lower regions of the hundred and twenty-foot Yacht that some Barron of some landlocked country was partying on. He saw my friends and me last night partying it up in Frieze, a fancy strip joint and invited us out for Labor Day Weekend. Who were we to refuse? I mean a Barron, that’s like royalty or some shit.
I, of course, have been avoiding him the whole time, he wants me to ride his pole. Or at least smoke it, and I’m not into it. 
“Take off your pants; I wanna get that hotrod of yours in my mouth.” I purr. He doesn’t hesitate, and soon, I’m between his legs about to play with a fine specimen of man meat.
I pop my lips off him, making him groan as I answer my phone.
“Hey, yeah? Kinda sucking a cock right now.” I say, getting up.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” Lee’s head drops on the bed.
“Sorry.” I whisper, hearing Tru blathering on. “What now? Did you like your present?” I smirk.
“You cock sucking bitch! I can’t fucking believe you! No, no, I did not like my God damned present! I’ve cut my fucking fingers, broke my favorite bowl, and forgot how to fucking speak! Let’s not forget you’re fucking the guy I’ve been crushing on for four years. Thanks for that!”
Chuckling, I pull on my panties and motion for Lee to pull it together. “I’ve been paving the way for you. You could be riding that stallion down to pound town, but no, you’re on the phone with me, crying about not getting what I hand-delivered to you.”
“No, Holly, that’s just fucking wrong. I’m sure he thinks I’ve lost my mind now considering everything. Speaking of everything, why didn’t you tell me you needed to pay a bill? You can’t skip shit like that. My name here.”
“I’ve been writing the checks; I forgot that one on purpose. Like I said, hand-delivered. Anyway, I got a party to get back to. Do us both a favor, toss on the wig, and go get some dick.” I hang up and turn, seeing the Baron. “Hey, honey, nice party.” I try to get past his greasy, hairiness without having to touch him. When a man has more hair on his back than his head, I have to say, Hell no.
“You are a pretty little thing.” He says in broken English, lifting one of my locks of red hair. “Red the color of passion. Let’s you and I burn up this place.”
“Um- yeah, let’s not, but say we did.”
He looks at me, confused; then I feel his hand clench my hair. “You come into my place, bring your rowdy friends. Eat my food, drink my booze, and expect not to pay?” His mouth covers mine, and the taste of cheap cigars wriggles its way past my lips on his tongue.
“Mm, no. Get off me!” I smack him, but he just laughs. Then I see him stiffen up.
“You want I should cut off his balls?” Lee asks, and I look down to see he’s got a knife right against the Baron’s sac.
“Maybe you should have rethought the speedo.” My lip curls as Lee pulls me to him.
“My hero.” I kiss his cheek, walking past. “Let’s go to shore; this party is wretched.”



J. Haney was born and raised in Kentucky, currently residing in Greenup County, Kentucky with her family, where she is the proud momma to Jessalyn Kristine and co-owner of Proud Momma Designs, which she runs with her amazing Momma. J. Haney’s work tends to lean toward sweet and sexy, with suspenseful undertones, giving her readers something to hold onto.
S.I. Hayes was born and bred in New England and is currently living in Ohio. Running around Connecticut, she used all of her family and friends as inspiration for her many novels. When not writing Paranormal Drama or Erotic Romance, she can be found drawing one of many fabulous book covers or teasers. To see them, check out her website.
The pair met while working for a former publisher and became fast friends. Their split dynamics and views on life, family, and love in general, led to the idea of Stolen Moments: A County Fair Romance their foray into the Rocker Genre with A Sex, Drugs, and Rock Romance and their newest Working-Class Beauties. They do hope to bring you more in the months to come, so keep your eyes open and a fresh pair of panties close by. You know, just in case.

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