Special Delivery

Posted on Feb 6, 2020 | 0 comments

Special Delivery

Lacey is a federal prosecutor in the middle of a high profile drug trafficking case. She's tough, smart and in control, but it's an emotionally charged trial and there's nothing like a sexy man to relieve some stress. The Internet dating site profile was simple and direct - "Special Delivery. If you're a woman looking for good, safe, clean, no-strings sex, contact me. " Rick is willing and ready for a no questions and no strings attached relief session. When Lacey's life is exposed, Rick proves he is strong enough to let her be who and what she is, but she's an ideal target for retaliation, especially for the head of a drug cartel who may never again see the light of day if she lives...

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Lacey realized she was just putting off the inevitable. Her one guilty pleasure...her secret addiction.
If she couldn't have a man in her life, she could dream--or at least daydream.
This was her personal laptop. This one was as private as she could make it. In no way did her real name or ownership of it appear anywhere on it or on any of the software, save for the credit card bill when she had purchased it.
She didn't, couldn't, cruise the bars. That was far too dangerous for someone in her position, so she cruised the dating websites instead, to look at the eligible men who were some years younger than she, but who was to know? Most of them were average, more than a few were nice or very nice to look at, and one or two were absolutely drop-dead gorgeous.
More than one or two. She stopped at a particular picture.
God, the man was beautiful.

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He had the face of a fallen angel, with piercing eyes so dark brown they looked black, chiseled cheekbones in a lean, handsome face with strong, defined features and a square jaw. His firm mouth was made for kissing, the lower lip a little fuller than the top. His dark hair was cropped close to his head, his beard neatly trimmed to frame that firm mouth, to trace that jaw.
His eyes couldn't possibly be that piercing in real life. He had a dash of daring, of mischief, and promise in those twinkling eyes, while a sexy come-hither grin played around his lips.
It was too easy to dream of sucking on that mouth, nibbling on that lush lower lip.
At the corner of it was the hint of a dimple.
He was a fire sign, as was she, promising passion, energy. Both of which she needed. While she wasn't sure how much she believed in any of that, she was as superstitious as any of her colleagues. Even the ones who swore they weren't superstitious.
And then there was his body.
In the picture he stood with his shirt open to reveal an impressive set of pecs and a lean, ridged six-pack that made her brain just seize up and freeze. She thought she caught just the hint of a tattoo on a muscled arm, the edges barely hidden beneath a short sleeve. What would it be like to touch that sculpted body, to run her fingers over those solid muscles, to have those long legs in those tight jeans wrap around her?
Damn, just the thought of touching him made her hot and wet.
"Special Delivery" was the name he'd given his dating page.

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Lucky Charm

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Lucky Charm

When private investigator Matt Morrison’s best friend is murdered, all evidence seems to point at his company, but Matt’s every attempt at entry is thwarted. Violently. When pretty Ariel O’Donnell comes unexpectedly to his rescue, he resolves to keep her out of what is clearly a dangerous situation. Unfortunately, it seems Ariel is already involved and the forces set in motion by Bill’s death are closing around her.

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PNG Divider Lines Transparent Divider Lines.PNG Images. | PlusPNGThe longer she walked down the hallway, though, the more it seemed wrong. The walls were unpainted. Plastic draped unframed doorways. Construction or remodeling. She would have remembered that as a landmark. She didn't. Her heart sank.
Think. Work it out logically, she told herself.
She couldn't. She couldn't remember the way out of the damn building.
Then something caught her attention.
A sound. Or rather, sounds.
Was that a voice?
Voices, definitely. A low rumble, a man's voice, but it was people talking. They didn't sound happy. At this hour, she didn't blame them. A second shift working late maybe?

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People meant directions, though. Or so she hoped.
Relieved, she followed the sound of the voices to a doorway, parted the plastic flaps that covered it...and froze in shock and horror.
Four men. Two held a third and not gently...
They hadn't seen or heard her, they were too intent on what they were doing.
Ariel looked at the third man.
He didn't look good, blood stained his mouth, his expression was slack, there was an abrasion on one cheek and he sagged in the arms of the other two as the third man bunched his fist to hit him again.
With obvious effort, the battered man braced himself defiantly. He lifted his head and for the briefest of moments their eyes met.
Shock shot through her.
He had the most amazing eyes. Sea-ice eyes. Eyes of a green so intense it was like the sun shining through an iceberg, as clear as glass, as bottomless as the ocean. Bottle-green eyes. Piercing, intense.
He was handsome, his features strong and even, his face a little long, with a high forehead. Thick wavy dark blond hair spilled over it. His mouth was firm, with a split in it where they had hit him. His shoulders were broad, strong.
For a moment, he stared at her, dazed, and then those startling eyes registered her presence. They widened in alarm.
The other man hit him again.
If they kept it up, if they kept hitting him, they were going to kill him.

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Picture Perfect

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Picture Perfect

Anne Sheridan's seaside property is both her home and the inspiration for her painting. To some, though, it's also the perfect location for an exclusive resort. Now she finds herself in the middle of a dangerous high-stakes game of real-life Monopoly. CEO Michael Kelley hadn't intended that when he made the offer. With so much money involved, now he has to keep her safe while she decides whether to take it or not.
A steamy, sultry thriller, Picture Perfect will set your pulse racing...

(Previously published as Lucky Charm)
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Demon’s Kiss

Posted on Feb 5, 2020 | 0 comments

Demon’s Kiss

Book 1 of the Book of Demons

Kidnapped, FBI Agent Angel Nicholas awakens to find herself in a vast underground chamber. Spotlighted in the center of that room is the most magnificent specimen of masculine beauty she's ever seen. Everything she's been taught tells her he can't be what he seems to be. To her astonishment, Angel finds herself drawn to him. Perhaps it's his pride, or his courage in the face of his captivity - because he's just as much a prisoner as she is...

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Director’s Cut

Posted on Feb 4, 2020 | 0 comments

Director’s Cut

Once the golden boy in Hollywood, Jack Tyler's life and career are on the skids. Struggling to find some direction, a visit to an old friend brings him to Millersburg and the community theater group there. He's fighting his demons hoping to rediscover his roots, his love of theater, through them.
He also discovers schoolteacher Molly Brighton.
Molly, though, wants no part of the sexy new director. He's too handsome, too charming, too dangerous to her heart.
The attraction is difficult to ignore, especially when aided by Jack's old friend, an unrepentant matchmaker with his own reasons for bringing them together.

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