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Guest Post: Jennifer Ryan shares her Favorite Scene to write in True to You


What was your favorite scene to write? Why?


I love the scenes where I can show a real connection between the hero and heroine. It’s not always easy to create those intimate moments and make them feel real and have genuine heart. More than that, I love it when I get a chance to show that my tough guys have a huge heart when it comes to the woman they love. They’d do anything, even bare their souls. Even if all seems lost, they keep trying, because it’s worth the fight for a chance at real love and happiness.


In True to You Dawson King has been working to take down a major player in the Guzman drug cartel. In order to get the job done, he goes undercover to get close to Iceman’s daughter Cara. He hates lying to her and knows a relationship is a bad idea that will only end in disaster. When all is said and done and it seems that everyone Cara loves has lied and betrayed her, she leaves town, lost in grief and anger.


But Dawson isn’t about to let her get away. He calls her every morning, though Cara is stubborn and it’s a one-sided conversation.


I love this scene because it shows both their perspectives, but also how well Dawson knows Cara – so much so that he carries on a conversation with her all on his own. And because he knows her so well, Cara can’t ignore or dismiss him or how much he cares about her.


Excerpt: True to You


Her cell phone rang on the bedside table behind her. She rolled over, picked it up, and checked the caller ID. Her heart fluttered with anticipation. She accepted the call, but like every other time these last two weeks, she didn’t say a word, because she didn’t know what to say or how she felt besides hollow.


“Morning sweetheart.” His deep voice sent a ripple of longing through her. “I’m up early for work.”


Yeah. Kentucky’s two hours ahead of Montana. Light barely seeped through the slit in the motel room curtains.


“I wish I knew where you are. I wish you were here. You feel like you’re a million miles away.”


He paused. She didn’t say anything. “Still not talking to me, huh. That’s okay. Did you sleep well?”




“I didn’t think so,” he answered his question like she’d spoken her thought. He’d become adept at carrying on whole conversations without her saying a word. Because he knew her well enough to guess her part. Which made her think even more about him, what they shared, what she’d lost. What she’d left behind.


Which was exactly his intention. And wasn’t that just a lovely thought even if she didn’t fit into his world. She didn’t feel like she fit anywhere anymore.


“If you miss me one tenth of how much I miss you, you’re probably as lonely as I am without you.”


I am.


“I woke up this morning thinking about the way you smell. Coffee and cinnamon sugar donuts and spring.”


You smell like the forest after it rains.


“I can’t go into a coffee shop without a thousand memories flooding my mind. I miss the hours we worked together side by side in the kitchen. I missed you so much yesterday, I made a bunch of cherry tarts.”


Your specialty.


“I liked making those the most. Maybe I’ll take some into work for Trigger and the guys.”


Your first day back now that they cleared you for the shooting. Does it weigh on you? Does it wake you in the night in a cold sweat? I can’t stop thinking about it. I can’t stop thinking about how close we both came to dying. The thought of losing you…Well, I did lose you. Didn’t I? Do we still have a chance?


“I’m not sure I’m ready to go back. It still feels unfinished.”


Like things ended wrong.


“With things the way they are between us…I have so much more to do to make things right.”


Nothing feels right without you. A hard admission to make because her head reminded her that he’d lied, but her heart warmed with the love he showed her then and still showed her today.


“When you’re ready, I’ll prove to you that all I want to do is make you happy. I will never lie to you again. I say that all the time, but it’s the truth, sweetheart.”


I know. She couldn’t deny the earnestness in his voice or that all the time they’d been together he’d gone out of his way to always tell her the truth even while he lied about being DEA. She understood that he’d had to keep that secret and why. She even believed if he’d had a choice, he’d have confided in her. But he couldn’t risk his life to do it.


You didn’t trust me.


“I had an obligation to the job, even if it went against what I believed wholeheartedly: you’d never do anything to hurt me or put me in jeopardy. Because you’re a good person, Cara. Better than all of us. And you love me. At least I hope you do, because I love you more than I ever thought possible.”


Loving the people in my life nearly destroyed me.


“I know you don’t want to hurt anymore, Cara. It hurts so damn bad missing you, not having you here with me, not hearing your voice, or feeling you next to me. You’ve lost everyone, but you still have me. You will always have me. I will wait as long as it takes, but please, Cara, have mercy, come home.”


He ended every call with those same two words. And she spent the next five minutes staring at the water spots on the ceiling with tears sliding down her cheeks and her heart aching to go to him. 




True to You
(Montana Heat #2)
by Jennifer Ryan
Expected publication: February 27th 2018 by Avon


A Montana Man risks everything for the woman he loves . . .


Undercover DEA Special Agent Dawson King spent five months in a Montana prison establishing a fake identity to take down a ruthless drug dealer and put him behind bars. Except there’s a wild card . . . the killer’s beloved daughter. Cara Potter may appear to be on the right side of the law, but King has learned the hard way to trust no one—even someone as tantalizing as the coffee shop owner. She’s irresistible . . . but is she also dangerous?


From the moment he enters her life, King makes Cara . . . nervous. The handsome drifter says he wants to get his life together . . . but there is something about him that doesn’t quite ring true. Cara wants to believe in him, yet she holds back despite the way he awakens dormant dreams and leaves her breathless with his sexy smile, steamy kisses, his every touch.


When the explosive truth comes out and she’s betrayed by the ones she loves, Cara must decide—can she trust her heart, or should she listen to her head?






Jennifer Ryan, New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of The Hunted and McBrides Series, writes romantic suspense and contemporary small-town romances.


Jennifer lives in the San Francisco Bay Area with her husband and three children. When she isn’t writing a book, she’s reading one. Her obsession with both is often revealed in the state of her home, and how late dinner is to the table. When she finally leaves those fictional worlds, you’ll find her in the garden, playing in the dirt and daydreaming about people who live only in her head, until she puts them on paper.


Please visit her website at www.jennifer-ryan.com for information about upcoming releases. 



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Interview: Lana Pecherczyk (Soul Thing) ~ Giveaway/Excerpt


Hello and Welcome All!

Today I’m very lucky to be interviewing Lana Pecherczyk author of Soul Thing.


Hi Lana, thank you for agreeing to this interview. For those readers not familiar with you, would you please tell us a bit about yourself?


Thanks for having me here, Angela.  I’m a mother, artist and writer from sunny Perth, Western Australia. I’m a fan of ‘pro-caffeinating’ and write in the Urban Fantasy, Paranormal Romance and always add a dash of humor in the darkness. Basically if it’s got sexy heroes, thrilling action, and kick-ass heroines, you know I’ll write it because I love reading it. 


What do you do when you are not writing?


I love to draw and read. I’ve recently discovered the Procreate app on my Ipad and create character pictures from my books. You can find these popping up on my instagram feed from time to time. (@lansi)


How did you choose the genre you write in?


The genre chose me! I’ve been reading in the Paranormal genres since forever. I loved to escape from the trials and tribulations of my teenage years with Anne Rice and then when I picked up my first Kate Daniels book a few years ago, I was forever in love with Urban Fantasy.


Tell us about your favorite writing environment. Indoors, outdoors, a special room, etc.? 


I write in two places. A cafe with a group of other writers, or from my home office so I can get as many words down while the kids are at school. But my little art reference figurines often distract me from actually doing any work! 


What have you written?


I’m fairly new to the writing game. I’ve written the first in this series, and the next three books which are being edited. I’ve also written a Robin Hood modern day, gender bending retelling. (Robin is a girl and an ex street urchin). I’ve also randomly put out a coloring book. 


What types of scenes are your most favorite to write?


Action scenes are what I love. You never know what’s going to happen, who’s going to win the fight, or what the character’s hyped up emotions are going to cause. I’m a bit of a wimp in real life so get my adrenaline kick from my stories.


What are some books you have enjoyed recently?


I’m currently picking up where I left off on all my favorite Urban Fantasy series. So that includes the new Charley Davidson, the new Mercy Thompson, and the new Nalini Singh Archangel books. Of course, I might start at the beginning of these series so I can catch up and double my UF experience. I’m giving away some of these first in the series books in my giveaway at http://lanapecherczyk.com/giveaways/soulthing/


What is your favorite quote?


Life is 90% what happens, and 10% attitude. I can’t remember who said that, but it’s stuck in my head my whole life. Bad stuff happens, but you have the power to dwell on it, or move on with your life. 


Give us insight into your main character. What does he/she do that is so special?


Roo is a girl who’s got the powers of the dreaded enemy (witches). She has to keep these powers secret because she might get burned at the stake. She’s not sure where her own abilities come from, but when a devilishly handsome hunter comes to town with disaster in his wake, Roo learns there are darker things that go bump in the night, and she might be one of them. Roo would rather run from her responsibilities and live a normal life. She’s a little quirky, facetious and has trouble making her own decisions, but when her loved ones are at risk, she’ll do anything to protect them


How did you come up with the title?


Soul Thing is actually something Roo says towards the end of the book. She’s been struggling with her identity the entire novel, and finally when she realizes she’s good at something… she says ‘It’s a soul thing … and that’s my thing.”


What is the most important thing you want readers to take away from the book?


I hope they are entertained for starters! That’s all I really want to do is to whisk the reader away from whatever is going on in their life and to give them a few hours of immersive reading. Plus, if they get the feeling that no matter what the world thinks of them, they’ve got something to offer. Maybe fall in love a little with my characters, too. 


Last, what is next for you?


Next I’ve got the rest of the Game of Gods series coming out by May this year. That’s the follow on short novel The Devil Inside (side book told from the POV of the two main heroes in Soul Thing), Playing God, and Game Over. After that, I’ll be releasing a paranormal romance based around a disgraced vigilante family who each have the power to sense deadly levels of sin before a crime is about to be committed. This series is titled The Deadly Seven, and book one will be Envy.


Thank you very much for taking the time out of your busy schedule to take part in this interview.


Thanks for having me! I love meeting readers and bloggers as interested in the Urban Fantasy and Paranormal genre as I am.


All the best,


Lana Pecherczyk.



Soul Thing


The Game of Gods 
Book One
Lana Pecherczyk
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Publisher: Prism Press
Date of Publication: 20th February 2018
Number of pages: 379
Word Count: 101,989
Cover Artist: Lana Pecherczyk


Tagline: Evolution is the Game, Witches are the Glitch


Book Description:


After a decade long war, witches have been obliterated, or so the world thinks. A precarious peace settles and, for the small town of Margaret River, life returns to normal, but for Roo, the hard work is just beginning.


Roo works at the local bar, is a little facetious and can’t wait to high-tail it out of there to keep her powers secret. She’s not certain where they came from but the last thing she wants is to be burned at the stake. Hiding in plain sight seems to work until Cash, a darkly handsome hunter, arrives with disaster in his wake. Witches aren’t defeated, only hidden, and there’s one gunning for Roo and her family. The recent war only touched the surface of the preternatural world and with Cash’s help, Roo learns there are worse things that go bump in the night… and she might be one of them.


Soon she must make a choice—risk exposure to save her loved ones, or remain hidden and safe. But sometimes safe isn’t an option. Sometimes safe is a never-ending game.







I surveyed the bar to see if I had time to get away and speak to my friend. The customers were happy, the kitchen crew had either gone home or were enjoying themselves on the dance floor, and Alvin swept up a broken bottle under a restaurant table. The back room would be empty. I pushed past the swinging doors to join Kitty, but almost smacked into her. Her full ice bucket connected with my shin. Ouch!

I opened my mouth to curse, but stopped when I noticed her face. She stared at something past my shoulder and momentarily lost her careful composure and seductress persona. “Hubba hubba. I think I need to go to confession,” she said.

“Why?” I tried to turn around, but she held me back.

“Don’t look,” she squeaked, then coughed delicately and lowered her voice to a raspy husk. “Because I’m having sinful thoughts about melting this ice over that devilishly hot body. He’s certainly not from around here.” She shoved the bucket into my hands and pushed me backwards so she had room to stumble past. Recovering with a sashay and a saunter, she made her way to the counter where a tall, tanned man stood.

I wouldn’t exactly call him devilish. He was blonde—are devils blonde? His short hair was impeccably groomed and styled at the top, the kind of way that took hours to make it look like it took minutes. His stubble was perfectly trimmed—a designer five o’clock shadow. The only devilish thing about him was the full arm tattoo peeking out from under his crisp, white shirt sleeve on one side. It also showed slightly higher up over his collared neck. Everything about him screamed money, control and influence. Except the ink. That screamed something else.

His lips twitched at the corner, and I narrowed my eyes. What was he smiling at? Had he heard Kitty’s words through the haze of sound?

“Oh, give me a break,” I mumbled and went cross-eyed. Kitty had found another conquest, and that left me lugging the heavy load. She was a predator, that woman, I swear. I stumbled over to the ice trough, dropped half the ice on the floor and almost slipped to land on my butt. “Seriously?” I hissed to the ice.

I glanced over my shoulder and spotted Kitty heading back in my direction. Her face was contorted into an expression I could only describe as horrified or mortified, or maybe constipated. I smirked, then caught myself, breathed in deeply and tried again. I gave her my best sincere smile.

“He called me Ma’am,” she said, and took the empty bucket from my hands. “How dare he? I am not a Ma’am. I’m a sexy, young, successful, independent woman who—” She stopped mid-sentence and looked at me, green eyes blazing. “Well, he asked for you, didn’t he?”

“What? I don’t know him.” I snatched the bucket back.

“He asked for you by name. Don’t be shy, your rudeness is keeping the customer waiting.” She pushed me in the direction of the blue-eyed stranger, making an embarrassing show of my reluctance. “I have to perform soon anyway,” she said as if she had better things to do. “Just keep an eye on the bar while I put my game face on.”

She gave me one last shove and sauntered out back.

Her push sent me flying, and I tripped over my feet to land in front of the stranger with a humph. To make matters worse, the music paused between songs and I yelled, “Can I help you?”

Heat rose to my cheeks in the silence and I imagined my whole face painted red. The music started, and I looked down at my feet, took a deep breath and started again. When I caught his eyes, words fled. They were different—one as clear as the deep blue ocean, the other also blue, but spliced with muddy clouds in the turbulent water. It was as though each eye belonged to a different person. I almost sighed like a school girl. They were amazing. Simply amazing and his dark lashes were full and framed the masterpiece within perfectly. Hang on. I squinted, they looked vaguely familiar.

“La Roux?” He pronounced my name correctly. Maybe he was French, like my name.

I cleared my throat. “Yes, do I know you?”

“No, but you know my brother, Tommy. He told me to look you up when I arrived.” His voice was smooth and hypnotic—a dangerous combination with those eyes.

Wowsers, this was Cash? His neat and trim exterior wasn’t at all what I expected for a beach bum, although his well-toned physique was. I stared like a loser for a minute. Something didn’t add up, and it wasn’t the fact he wore fancy leather loafers in country Western Australia. No, it was because he used my full name. Nobody did that. I’d worked hard for people to forget who I’d been in the city—the girl feared and hated for almost being a witch. My hand fluttered to my collar in a nervous reaction and his gaze flicked down too.

“How did you know my full name?” I asked. The mild panic must have crept into my eyes because he took a step backwards. “Everyone here calls me Roo.”

He scrubbed the back of his neck and then scanned the room like he had somewhere welled to be. “Tommy told me. Look, can I get a drink? Whisky, if it’s not too much to ask?”

Jeez, I was just asking, no need to get grumpy. I glared at him while I pulled a glass from the drying rack and placed it on the counter. He was full of inconsistencies—his accent, for one. It was almost non-existent and, apart from saying my name like he was French, his language was without a pattern or distinguishing lilt that pointed to his origin. He could’ve hailed from anywhere.


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Lana Pecherczyk is a freckle-faced writer from Perth, Western Australia. She’s a fan of ‘pro-caffeinating’ and writes in Urban Fantasy and Paranormal Romance. Basically if it’s got sexy heroes, thrilling action and a kick-ass heroine, you know she’ll write it because she loves reading it.


When she’s not writing the next great novel, or wrangling the rug rats, or rescuing GI Joe from the jaws of her Kelpie, she fights evil by moonlight, wins love by daylight and never runs from a real fight.


You can find her books on Amazon and other good online retailers.





Fall in Love with Urban Fantasy Print Book Giveaway



To celebrate the relaunch of Soul Thing, the first book in the Game of Gods series, I’m hosting a giveaway!


I want you to fall in love with Urban Fantasy as much as I have, so I’m giving away the first in a series from my favorite UF authors – in old school print!


One lucky person will win:


• A total of 11 real (touch them and faun over them on insta) books in total. The joy of starting a new amazing series is priceless!


• A signed copy of Soul Thing by Lana Pecherczyk (me!).


• Ten of my favorite Urban Fantasy first in a series, print books all with a mythological, gods, or evil spirits theme. These ten books are: Unholy Ghosts by Stacia Kane, First Grave on the Right by Darynda Jones, Gameboard of the Gods by Richelle Mead, Witches of the East by Melissa de la Cruz, MoonCalled by Patricia Briggs, Magic Bites by Ilona Andrews, Dead Witch Walking by Kim Harrison, Grave Witch by Kalayna Price, Angel’s Blood by Nalini Singh, and Touch the Dark by Karen Chance.


Choose all the bonus options to gain yourself extra entries! Good luck.






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It’s Release Day! Gaslight (Crossbreed #4) by Dannika Dark



By Dannika Dark

February 20, 2018

Audiobook Release: Mar 20, 2018




Vampire trafficking is a sinister business, and nobody knows that better than Keystone. After Raven discovers hidden clues in a cold case, they set a trap in hopes of catching an elusive criminal. But when their plan backfires, Raven’s world is thrown into chaos, and Christian’s loyalty is put to the ultimate test.


Buried secrets come to light, and the only thing keeping Raven grounded is her insatiable thirst for vengeance. The stakes are high as they travel to a place where the landscapes are as treacherous as the immortals that live there. This time, there’s no room for mistakes.


Will Raven have the courage to tame the violence in her heart before it swallows her whole?




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Series Information



Book 1 Links:

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Audio Book Links:
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Book 2 Links:

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Book 3 Links:

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Audiobook Links:
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Dannika Dark is the USA Today Bestselling Author of Urban Fantasy Romance and Paranormal Romance. Her books have sold more than 1 million copies worldwide, and she is a 2016 Audie Awards finalist.


Dannika was born on a military base in the U.S. and spent her youth traveling abroad. She developed an interest writing poetry and song lyrics early on, eventually gravitating toward a job that involved writing procedural training documentation. In her spare time, she wrote novels before she decided to pursue a career in publishing.


In addition to writing about supernatural worlds, Dannika is passionate about graphic design and creates all her own covers and series art. When not writing, she enjoys indie music, movies, reading, Tex-Mex, strawberry daiquiris, heaps of chocolate, and unleashing her dark side.


All of her published books to date are written in the same universe and contain material suitable for adults only.


“For me, writing is all about blending genres to break out of the confines of predictability, but it’s what I love to do.” ~ Danni



Website/Blog – Twitter – FB Author Page – Goodreads – Newsletter 






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It’s Release Day! The Unlikeable Demon Hunter: Crave by Deborah Wilde ~ Giveaway/Excerpt




by Deborah Wilde




GENRE: Urban Fantasy




What doesn’t kill you…


seriously messes with your love life.


Nava is happily settling into her new relationship and life is all giddy joy and stolen kisses.

Except when it’s assassins. Talk about a mood killer.


She and Rohan are tracking the unlikely partnership between the Brotherhood and a witch who can bind demons, but every new piece of the puzzle is leaving them with more questions than answers.


And someone doesn’t appreciate them getting close to the truth.


Go figure.


On top of that, a demon known only as Candyman has unleashed a drug that’s harming users in extremely disturbing ways.


After a friend of Nava’s is hurt, she vows to take this demon down. But will life as she knows it survive this mission, or will this be the one time she should have looked before she leapt?


Happily-ever-after: barring death, she’s got a real shot at it.



Amazon US – Amazon UK


NOTE: This title is discounted for up to 60% until midnight February 26 and the entire series is on sale until then as well.




“I love home delivery.” Malik lounged in his doorway, eyeing me the way the wolf must have with the three little pigs. His British accent was pure sin.

“I love your arrogance that you didn’t bother moving after I almost killed you.”

He laughed, flashing straight white teeth against his bronze skin. He was still the only being I’d ever met who could pull off a Caesar cut, and was still the stuff of billionaire romance cover fantasies in his soft gray trousers that were artfully tailored to the hard lines of his body and navy shirt, carelessly folded back at the cuffs. “Oh, petal. I’d say I missed you, but I didn’t. Now, unless you brought the more interesting twin?” He peered into the hallway. “No?”

He shut the door, but I stuffed my foot in to block it. Not like he politely stopped trying to close it. “Ow.” I pushed my shoulder into the door to keep my poor bones from breaking. “If you weren’t wondering why I was here, you wouldn’t have let security buzz me up or let my toes cross the wards I’m sure you’ve got strung across this door.”

“Ten seconds.”

“That’s not–”

“Five, four…”

“Demons are being bound.” I rushed my words as he made a buzzing noise.

Malik yanked me inside by my collar and slammed the door.

I wrenched free.

His penthouse apartment hadn’t changed. Still to-die-for sweeping views of the city, a massive glass wine storage unit in the open concept space, and a loft bedroom. He pointed at one of the leather sofas, custom made to hug the curved walls. “Sit and talk.” 





A global wanderer, hopeless romantic, and total cynic with a broken edit button, Deborah writes urban fantasy to satisfy her love of smexy romances and tales of chicks who kick ass. This award-winning author is all about the happily-ever-after, with a huge dose of hilarity along the way. “It takes a bad girl to fight evil. Go Wilde.”


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$10 Amazon/BN GC





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It’s Release Day! Nobody Does It Better by Lexi Blake ~ Excerpt


Nobody Does It Better


Masters and Mercenaries, Book 15

By Lexi Blake

Coming February 20, 2018


A spy who specializes in seduction


Kayla Summers was an elite CIA double agent, working inside China’s deadly MSS. Now, she works for McKay-Taggart London, but the Agency isn’t quite done with her. Spy master Ezra Fain needs her help on a mission that would send her into Hollywood’s glamorous and dangerous party scene. Intrigued by the mission and the movie star hunk she will be shadowing, she eagerly agrees. When she finds herself in his bed, she realizes she’s not only risking her life, but her heart.


A leading man who doesn’t do romance


Joshua Hunt is a legend of the silver screen. As Hollywood’s highest paid actor, he’s the man everyone wants to be, or be with, but something is missing. After being betrayed more than once, the only romance Josh believes in anymore is on the pages of his scripts. He keeps his relationships transactional, and that’s how he likes it, until he meets his new bodyguard. She was supposed to keep him safe, and satisfied when necessary, but now he’s realizing he may never be able to get enough of her.


An ending neither could have expected


Protecting Joshua started off as a mission, until it suddenly felt like her calling. When the true reason the CIA wanted her for this assignment is revealed, Kayla will have to choose between serving her country or saving the love of her life.



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Her eyes came up, a flash of recognition there. “Yes?”

“Are you going to sign the contract or do you have more questions?”

She picked up the pen sitting on top of the contracts that would bind the two of them together for the next six months. They would reevaluate the relationship at that point in time, but for the next six months, she was his. His bodyguard. His submissive.

Bought and properly paid for. He would take care of her and she would give him what he needed.

She signed with a flourish and sat back, a gleam of curiosity in her eyes.

He was curious, too, and there was zero reason to not satisfy their curiosity. Hard and soft limits had been gone over. They would find their communication style as they went along. But first she should understand that he was in control.

“Come sit on my lap.”

She didn’t hesitate. She stood and turned, shifting so she could maneuver her way onto his lap.

Her weight came down on him and he wrapped an arm around her waist. Damn but she made him feel big. He’d seen her take out a man twice her size, but sitting here in his lap she felt small and vulnerable, and fuck him but that did it for him.

He slid a hand along her knee, letting himself indulge in the silky smooth feel of her skin against his palm. “Did you do as I asked?”

He was well aware his voice had gone husky, deeper than normal.

“Yes, Joshua.” She squirmed the tiniest bit, as though trying to find a comfortable position. It might be difficult for her because she was sitting right on his cock, and it was harder and thicker than he could ever remember it being.

“How can I trust you?” This was all part of the game he loved so much. Here he could let go and play out the darker of his impulses—to control, to take, to possess. See. Want. Have.

“You’ll have to check,” she replied. “Though shouldn’t we go inside?”

He reached out and picked up his cell with his free hand, pushing one number and connecting to the security room. He put them on speaker. She needed to understand what she was up against in order for the game to be fair. “Landon?”

“This is Burke,” the deep voice replied. “Shane’s on patrol. What can I do for you?”

“Burke, I would like to fuck my submissive on the third-floor balcony. Is anyone watching us? Can you see any cameras pointed our way?”

A low, masculine chuckle came across the line. “No, Mr. Hunt. And given the angle relative to the beach, you should enjoy your evening without worry. The only peepers I would worry about would be your next door neighbor, and Jared is out for the night.”

“I wouldn’t care if he wasn’t. Keep up the good work.” He hung up and his hand tightened. “I would prefer when we’re playing that you don’t question me like that. I know where I want to fuck you. I know when I want to fuck you, and I’m in charge. If I want you in the middle of a crowded freeway, your only response is a yes or a no. Not to question me.”

She seemed to relax back against him, as though she was giving up the struggle and choosing to submit. “Yes, Joshua. Yes, I understand, and yes to the sex. Please.”

He liked the breathy little please and loved how she squirmed. Still, he wasn’t absolutely sure she’d obeyed him, and he was a man who required proof. He slid his hand up her thigh. “Spread your legs for me.” 








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





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