New Release: Whizz (The Skulls)

Whizz (The Skulls)

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The Skulls, 9

Gonzalez is gone, but the damage has already been done. 

Whizz has been to hell and back, and he doesn’t live life anymore. The demons of the past are never too far behind—until she enters his life. Lacey makes him feel again. She makes him want to live, to breathe, to be part of life. But she’s the enemy, and he’s just helped to wipe out the whole of her club. Still, no matter what happens, he can’t let her go. 

Lacey knows what it’s like to be broken. She recognizes the pain inside Whizz, and she hates to see him like this. There’s no way she should love the man who helped to take away her club family, but she does. He makes her want things she can never have. 

Can Lacey get over her hatred of The Skulls to finally accept her love for Whizz? What will happen when Whizz’s nightmares almost bring him to kill Lacey? Will the club stand behind his decision to love a woman who almost got them all killed? 

Be Warned: anal sex

 

Excerpt:

“I’m going to claim this pussy and this ass, Lacey. I’m going to possess you all.” She didn’t argue or fight with him. He pushed her back on the bed to make her comfortable. Tonight he’d be tasting her pussy and feeling her wrapped around his cock. Without tearing his gaze away, he circled her clit before sliding down to slide into her tight cunt. His finger disappeared within her tightness.

Lacey groaned, thrusting her hips up against his finger. He added a second finger watching her fuck up to him. Sawing his fingers inside her, he spread the digits open in the hope of opening her up a little. She was so tight. He couldn’t wait to get inside her.

Removing his fingers, he brought them to his lips to suck the cream off each one. “You’re so fucking tasty.” He groaned, pushing his fingers back inside her, needing her to take more of him. “I’m going to lick this sweet pussy now, baby. I don’t want you to move.”

“Please, Whizz, I can’t take much more.”

“It’s okay, baby. I’ll take care of that need.” He sucked more cream off his fingers before taking her clit into his mouth. Scoring the hard bud between his teeth, he groaned at the same time she screamed. He pressed his hands on the inside her of thighs, keeping her in the same place as he attacked her clit. Licking, sucking, and biting the hard bud, he worked between sliding his tongue within her cunt to attacking her clit. He wanted her shaking with pleasure, mindless with need. Whizz wanted her to be a slut to her own desire. When it came to Lacey, he wanted to give her everything she’d missed out on. In his arms she’d embrace every passion she’d denied herself.

The life she led hadn’t been one filled with sunshine and roses, but with pain and secrecy. He intended to change all of that, give her what no other man could give her. In that moment, Whizz knew he was going to claim her. Lacey woke a part of him that he believed had died long ago. He wasn’t dead inside when he was with Lacey. The nightmares could come and go as long as he had his woman by his side. She made him a better person just by being in her company.

He pressed two fingers within her at the same time as licking her clit.

“Please, Whizz, fuck me, I can’t take much more.”

Whizz shook his head. “No, you’re going to come. I’m going to swallow down every drop.”

She cried out, whimpering. “No, I can’t do it. Please.”

He wouldn’t stop. Flicking her clit, he started to pump his fingers inside her like he was going to with his cock within a matter of moments.

Her pussy tightened around his fingers.

“Come for me, Lacey. Give it to me.” Sucking the bud into his mouth, he added a third finger into her cunt.

She split apart, screaming his name. Her cum coated his fingers, and he used the extra lubrication to get as deep inside her as she could. Whizz didn’t stop. He didn’t want to stop until she was shaking.

“Stop,” she said, screaming the words. 

Buy Links: Evernight Publishing / Amazon (US) / Amazon (UK) / Amazon (AU) / Amazon (CA) / All Romance E-Books / Bookstrand

Please Vote

Hi all,

A couple of weeks ago I begged for nominations, and now, I’m begging for votes. I’ve been nominated in a few categories and I would love for you (if you loved the books) to vote for them.

Here is the link: https://www.surveymonkey.com/s/ZHLHBHQ 

I’m up for:

 Evernight Book of the Year: Revenge (The Skulls)

 Favorite Evernight author

 Best Evernight series: The Skulls

Favorite Hero: Devil from Devil’s Charm (Chaos Bleeds)

 Best in Category: May/December: Revenge (The Skulls)

Thank you all so much for your nominations. :-)

Best in Category: Rubenesque : Blind Devotion (Chaos Bleeds)

Whizz Available For Pre-Order

That’s right, Whizz (The Skulls 9) is now available for Pre-Order.

whizz2Pre-Order Links: Amazon (US) / Amazon (UK) / Amazon (AU) / Amazon (CA)

Gonzalez is gone, but the damage has already been done.

Whizz has been to hell and back, and he doesn’t live life anymore. The demons of the past are never too far behind—until she enters his life. Lacey makes him feel again. She makes him want to live, to breathe, to be part of life. But she’s the enemy, and he’s just helped to wipe out the whole of her club. Still, no matter what happens, he can’t let her go.

Lacey knows what it’s like to be broken. She recognizes the pain inside Whizz, and she hates to see him like this. There’s no way she should love the man who helped to take away her club family, but she does. He makes her want things she can never have.

Can Lacey get over her hatred of The Skulls to finally accept her love for Whizz? What will happen when Whizz’s nightmares almost bring him to kill Lacey? Will the club stand behind his decision to love a woman who almost got them all killed?

Welcome, Allyson Young!

I’m so pleased and excited to showcase Allyson Young’s new book, Fated.

Fated (Marking Time Book 2)

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Reece Murdoch is back in Barrister, Wyoming after his military tour. Ostensibly returning to take the position of Sheriff, he plans to confront the woman of his dreams. After what they’d shared, he’d foolishly believed Candace Grant would wait, but all his heartfelt letters were met with silence. And now she is avoiding him and freezing him out.

Candy Grant is never going to allow Sheriff Murdoch a civil conversation, let alone a discussion. Oh, he’s interested—probably thinking he can waltz right back into her life. Except he’d gutted her, leaving six years earlier without warning and only eight scribbled words. She’s since lived a fast, shallow existence she’s determined to continue, and never get hurt again.

Reece needs a plan, one to address Candy’s propensity to speed while asserting his lawful authority—with handcuffs and a night of house arrest. Will the truth set them free?

Buy Links: Evernight Publishing / Amazon (US) / Amazon (UK)

Excerpt

Reese Murdoch slouched comfortably against the broken-in seat of the county’s second best cruiser, gripping the wheel with one big hand.

He found himself sighing. Barrister wasn’t a bad place. Born and raised there, he knew pretty much all the inhabitants. Being elected as Sheriff had been a no brainer, being a military man home from Iraq and all, presumably well versed in weapons and leadership. Both true, except he was hampered by a paltry budget, and the people he’d sworn to serve and protect were scattered over a huge part of the state. Good thing the work wasn’t onerous.

No doubt that would change over time, people being what they were, but he was bored for the most part. The one thing—person—who could easily obliterate that boredom didn’t deign to recognize either his existence or his authority, and he hadn’t decided which plan to pursue in that regard. It’d been months, but if he’d learned anything in the military, it was that an offensive had a better chance of succeeding if one gathered solid intelligence and formulated a careful plan of attack. He wryly admitted he’d come home because of Candace Grant, if only to determine why she’d ignored all of his efforts to get in touch with her over the years. Some might call it closure. He just plain wanted her, and knew enough about women to know that while her demeanor said one thing, something else was operating behind that icy exterior.

In the meantime, there was the odd drunk and disorderly to deal with, complaints about cattle rustling to investigate, a few domestics—and didn’t he hate those—and some traffic violations.

The road dipped to accommodate an arroyo, and he rose up out of it to crest the slight hill. And speaking of traffic violations, the unmistakable silver Bimmer hammering in his direction, trailing a dusty rooster trail, caused him to grind his teeth and war with his responding arousal. Damn her. She was going to kill herself one day in that stupid car, maybe before he put the final touches on his plan. Flipping on his lights, he considered his strategy, noting the way the smaller vehicle’s hood dipped in response to the application of brakes. She’d been flying along.

She pulled the Bimmer over, and he drifted on by to pull a three point turn and come up behind her. Candace hadn’t made eye contact at all, staring straight ahead through the windshield, and he figured she had to know it was him. She didn’t cut his deputies dead. He took his time, watching Candace’s profile in the side mirror, willing his professionalism to the fore when all he really wanted to do was drag her back to the cruiser, handcuffed, and take her home. Someplace safe—and easily accessible for both their pleasure. The plan suddenly came together.

Approaching the open window, he spoke in a matter-of-fact tone. “You were hitting seventy, Candace. We’ve had this discussion before.”

She didn’t reply, instead thrusting her paperwork toward him. Her picture on the license didn’t fit with the stony visage looking dead ahead. Despite the customary, don’t smile, hair tucked behind your ears, dictates of the DMV, Candace’s full mouth, with its eminently bitable bottom lip somehow quirked up at the corners, and there was no mistaking the sparkle in those baby blues. Just as he remembered her—full of life and joy, bubbly, vivacious, and all those adjectives people applied to her. But then, he’d admit he’d hardly given her anything to smile about, primarily because she wouldn’t give him the time of day. That was gonna change.

Tugging the license and registration from her stiff fingers, he decided to play her game. “Step out of the vehicle, Miss Grant.”

That garnered him a wary look, a quick glance that she instantly modified into boredom. He didn’t miss the way she flickered her eyes to her watch. Was she meeting someone? On her way to a hot date? Sheridan lay in that direction, and whatever Candace got up to, she didn’t do it in Barrister. The rumors he’d overheard flourished. Reece had access to a different form of contacts and knew the truth of some of those rumors. He wasn’t surprised about Candace’s interests, merely disappointed he hadn’t been able to guide her and take the journey with her. But he’d done what he had to back then. That she hadn’t accepted his explanation and apology, wouldn’t even give him the opportunity to discuss it further, grated him raw.

He opened her door and stood back, breaking procedure, instantly grateful for the way the door frame concealed his sudden erection, his cock saluting the vision emerging from the Bimmer without any regard for his bigger brain. The top she wore hardly covered her attributes, cried out for him to touch the silky fabric and tug on those discreetly concealed laces. The length of shapely leg revealed by the short skirt flirting around her thighs forced his hands to grip the metal until he thought it might groan beneath his grasp.

Once again his woman was on the prowl, and he was damned if he’d let her take what she was offering up to Sheridan or any other place loaded with men who couldn’t possibly appreciate her the way he planned. Disappointment again soured him, and he impatiently shoved it aside. He’d waited long enough.

“What?” A hint of nervousness whispered through the aloof question.

“This is the third time, Miss Grant. I assume you recall the consequences are for persistent speeding.”

Narrowing, blue eyes locked with his, then a flush of pink colored her décolletage and rose up the long, lovely column of her throat to paint her cheeks. She spoke between set lips, criminally thinning that lush bounty, another crime she’d pay for in the end.

“Give me the ticket, Sheriff. I’ll pay it like I did the others. Help out with your salary.”

“Step out and assume the position.”

 

http://www.evernightpublishing.com/fated-by-allyson-young/

 

New Release: Very Bad Things (with Jenika Snow)

Very Bad Things

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Product Description

Bad men do bad things… 

Ryker Black accepts who and what he is. Working as a hired hit man, he kills for a price without remorse. When he’s called to do a job, a young woman becomes a witness to the killing. He should have taken her out, too, but he can’t. He wants her…so he keeps her. 

Fiona Sterling has lived a sad life since her entire family died in a plane crash. The one person that she considered a friend is now dead. Everything changes when she’s taken away by a man that makes no mystery to the fact he wants her. 

With death and danger following them, Fiona and Ryker find solace and pleasure in each other’s arms. But can two damaged people become whole again? 

Be Warned: anal sex, spanking, violence

 

Excerpt:

Ryker stared at her sweet, wet pussy, and although sliding his dick into her should have been the last thing on his mind, he couldn’t deny that her presence made him feel these fucked up emotions. He didn’t want women the way he wanted Fiona, never had, and he didn’t like that fact. She had run from him, had not listened to him, and now she was going to see the consequences for her actions.

“Back up.” He wanted her closer, so much closer that if he wanted to he could lick her soaked cunt, eat her out until she was crying and moaning, begging him to stop and pleading with him to continue. She wanted to hate him, to leave, but the truth was there was a sick part of her as well, a part that was just as dark and twisted as he was. She had no one in this world, just like him, and maybe this was some screwed up way for fate to bring them together?

Shit, listen to him acting like some pussy-whipped asshole. No, she was going to experience the pain that he could deliver, and although he wanted her coming for him, releasing what little strength she thought she had, he was also not going to be gentle with her.

He brought his hand down on her ass, stroked her soft flesh, loved that she was curvy and big, and that he could grip onto the huge mounds of her bottom and still have extra. He let go of her, reared his hand back, and brought it down on her right ass cheek. She cried out, and he grew harder from the sound. He was a sick bastard, wanted her crying as he spanked her, hurt her and brought her pleasure all at the same time.

Ryker did this over and over again, growing more aroused and angrier with every cry she let out. Her ass shook, turned red, and he knew that he’d come in his jeans before the night was over with. He wouldn’t rape her, because although he was a killer, raping women was not what he did. He also didn’t willingly beat them. This was different though. This was something that would let her know he wouldn’t be tested. He might be spanking her, causing her that kind of pain, but she was wet, and he had seen how engorged her little clit had been. She was definitely afraid of him, had every right to be scared of this situation, but she was soaked and liked what he was doing to her.

“I meant it when I said there are worse men out there than me, Fiona.” He spanked her ass again, but this time moved lower, so the tips of his fingers landed right on her pussy lips. She screamed out especially loud that time, but she grew even more soaked. 

Buy Links: Evernight Publishing / Amazon (US) / Amazon (UK) / Amazon (AU) / Amazon (CA) / Bookstrand / All Romance E-Books

Whizz Cover Reveal

Hi all,

The Skulls is back after Revenge and we’re back with Whizz.

I’ve been asked so much about Whizz and I can now say that his story will be with us on November 28th and he should be available for pre-order in the next week or so. I wanted to let you know that I’m currently working on a new MC series that is far dirtier than anything I’ve ever wrote. The hero is real alpha, demanding, and will do whatever it takes to claim his woman. I will let you know more but I’m so excited about this book.

The next Skulls and Chaos Bleeds books will be Snake (Chaos Bleeds), and Alex (The Skulls).

As you can see a very quick update.

I’m about to share with you the cover for Whizz. I adore this cover so much. What do you think?

whizz2Gonzalez is gone but the damage has already been done.

Whizz has been to hell and back. He doesn’t live life anymore. The demons of the past are never too far behind until she enters his life. Lacey makes him feel again. She makes him want to live, to breathe, to be part of life. But, she’s the enemy and he’s just helped to wipe out the whole of the club she was part of. No matter what happens, he can’t let her go.

Lacey knows what it’s like to be broken. She sees the pain inside Whizz, and she hates to see him like this. There’s no way she could love the man who helped to take away her family but she does. He makes her want things she could never have.

Can Lacey get over her hatred of The Skulls to finally accept her love for Whizz? What will happen when Whizz’s nightmares almost bring him to kill Lacey? Will the club stand behind his decision to love a woman who almost got them all killed?

Nothing is ever simple within The Skulls.

Now Available For Pre-Order

Hi all,

I’m deep into edits for Whizz, and should be done with them tomorrow. I’ve also got Blaine: Christmas at The Skulls contracted with Evernight Publishing, which is scheduled for a December release. I’m hard at work on a new MC series. I’ll let you know a lot more when I know. It’s really hard to say anything when I’m in the early stages of a book, but be warned, it’s going to be a hell of a lot hotter than The Skulls and Chaos Bleeds, very hot.

Now, before I have to go and get stuck back into Whizz, I’ve got another book up for pre-order. This story was co-wrote with the amazing, Jenika Snow. I love her work, and it’s such a thrill to be working with her. Very Bad Things has an anti-hero and quite a bit of violence.

verybadthings1lPre-Order Links: Amazon (US) / Amazon (UK) / Amazon (AU) / Amazon (CA)

Bad men do bad things…

Ryker Black accepts who and what he is. Working as a hired hit man, he kills for a price without remorse. When he’s called to do a job, a young woman becomes a witness to the killing. He should have taken her out, too, but he can’t. He wants her…so he keeps her.

Fiona Sterling has lived a sad life since her entire family died in a plane crash. The one person that she considered a friend is now dead. Everything changes when she’s taken away by a man that makes no mystery to the fact he wants her.

With death and danger following them, Fiona and Ryker find solace and pleasure in each other’s arms. But can two damaged people become whole again?

Begging For Nominations

Hi all,

Evernight choice awards 2

It’s that time again at Evernight Publishing where readers get the chance to nominate all of their favourite authors and books. I’m here as I’m one of their authors and I’m begging for nominations or at least, I’m begging on behalf of my books :-). If you feel I deserve a nomination, please could you stop by and vote for your favourite book, author, category, hero, etc.

Here is the link: https://www.surveymonkey.com/s/P6LHFMQ

Thank you so much. All nominations are much appreciated.

Sam

New Release: The Scarred One (Deadly Duet 2)

The Scarred One (Deadly Duet 2)

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Deadly Duet, 2

Henry is the scarred one of the deadly duet. Everyone fears him, avoids him, and he takes his pleasures out on the whores he controls. He does whatever it takes to get the job done, even kill a woman’s boyfriend in front of her. 

Lydia knows there is more to Henry than meets the eye but she will not be the one to find out the truth. She wants nothing to do with him or the world he’s involved in. When they are kidnapped, she has to put her faith in him to get them out. 

Witnessing the damage done to Lydia, Henry promises to kill everyone responsible. With no other choice, Lydia sees the real man within him. She can no longer walk away as she has fallen in love with the scarred one. What will she do when his need for vengeance puts her at risk once again?

 

Excerpt:

He tilted her head back, stroking his thumb across the fading lines of her bruise. The pain in his eyes was so clear to see that he took her breath away. “Every time I look at you and I see these I’m reminded that those bastards are still out there.”

Lydia gripped his hand. “Don’t do that, Henry. You’ll get them when it’s time. You don’t need to rush to find them for me.”

“I promised you I’d kill them.”

She’d been surprised when she hadn’t developed nightmares the first night she was here. Any time she got scared she would wake and think about Henry and all of her problems would fade away.

“I believe you.”

“You’re not afraid?”

“Of you? No, I’m not afraid.” She licked her lips then glanced down to stare at his lips. What would it feel like for him to kiss her?

“You’ve changed since last time?”

“A lot more is going on now. I wasn’t afraid of you last time. I didn’t know you. I don’t know you now, but what I do know is you won’t hurt me.” She reached out to touch his scarred cheek. He didn’t pull away from her, and she traced the outline of the mark on his skin. “This tells me a story. It’s not a nice story or an easy one, but there’s more to you than meets the eye, Henry.”

“What are you doing to me?” he asked.

She released his cheek and covered his hand that held her face. “The exact same thing you’re doing to me.” Lydia dropped his hand down to her breast. Her heart was racing, and she couldn’t stop what she wanted. She wanted to have his hands all over her body, to feel what he was doing to her. He cupped her breast, and she released a breath. “This is what you do to me every time we’re together. I can’t stop thinking about you.” This was the first time she’d ever put herself out there with a man. She never allowed herself to get too close. Most of the men she’d been with had used her for sex and money. Darren had only used her because she’d been convenient as she had a place to stay. God, when was she going to stop falling for losers who only wanted her for what she could give them?

Stepping back, she shook her head. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”

With her humiliation complete she wanted to do nothing more than go and hide underneath a rock.

“No.” He caught her hand and eased her back against him. She stared up into his eyes.

“What are you doing?”

“What I’ve been imagining for so damn long. I can’t go another second until I know exactly how you taste.” He dropped his head toward hers, and before she could stop him, his lips were on hers. 

Buy Links: Evernight Publishing / Amazon.com / Amazon.co.uk / Amazon.ca / Amazon.com.au / All Romance E-Books / Bookstrand

The Scarred One Now Available For Pre-Order

Hi All,

This is just a quick one to let you know that, The Scarred One (Henry from Fear the Boss) is now at Amazon for pre-order. This will be released November 3rd.

thescarredonePre order links: Amazon (com) / Amazon (co.uk) / Amazon (com.au) / Amazon (ca)

Henry is the scarred one of the deadly duet. Everyone fears him, avoids him, and he takes his pleasures out on the whores he controls. He does whatever it takes to get the job done, even kill a woman’s boyfriend in front of her.

Lydia knows there is more to Henry than meets the eye but she will not be the one to find out the truth. She wants nothing to do with him or the world he’s involved in. When they are kidnapped, she has to put her faith in him to get them out.

Witnessing the damage done to Lydia, Henry promises to kill everyone responsible. With no other choice, Lydia sees the real man within him. She can no longer walk away as she has fallen in love with the scarred one. What will she do when his need for vengeance puts her at risk once again?

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