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As a boy, he was like an older brother to her.
As a teenager, he became her secret crush.
As a man, he’s her target and she’s determined to get him out of her system once and for all.
Jake Wilde doesn’t live a tame existence. He never has. He never will.
His career as a smokejumper in Alaska? Dangerous.
His female conquests? Copious.
His stance on commitment? Never happening.
But when the girl from his past shows up at his door as a woman, Jake Wilde is about to learn a valuable lesson. Never, ever play with fire . . . unless you’re looking to get burned.
“How many guys am I meeting?” I asked after he parked the Jeep outside of the smokejumper base. There were a handful of other trucks and Jeeps staggered around, but it was hard to tell just how many people were inside.
“You’re not meeting any guys.” He threw open his door and crawled out.
“Um, I’m an investigative reporter. My job is to investigate.” I closed the door behind me and came around the front of the Jeep where he was waiting. He was so tall. I didn’t remember him being this massive.
That could have been because the context in which I considered his size was different now. The little girl had seen a big brother who could stand up to a bully. The woman saw a man who could hold her in his arms while he screwed her.
“You can ask me all of the questions you need to. I’ll give you the tour and everything later on. When they’re all gone or asleep.” He leaned into his Jeep and crossed his arms.
“A good reporter has multiple sources.”
“No. All you need is one good source.”
I sighed and clamped my teeth down on my pen again. His forehead creased again, like before. Was he worried about my pen? The integrity of my teeth?
“No, I’d need a really, really great source, so until that happens, I’ll keep to the multiple source way of doing things.”
His smile crept into place. “You have no clue how really, really great my source is.”
Was he making a lewd joke? An innuendo? With me? God knew I’d heard him and Matt go back and forth like a couple of one-track-minded cavemen, but he’d never been so forward with me.
I liked it. I really liked it.
Two could play at this game though.
“Just how great is your source?” I lifted an eyebrow, my gaze dipping to his belt region.
He shoved off of his Jeep and moved closer. “Astoundingly great.”
I chewed the inside of my cheek to keep from smiling. “Does your ‘source’ get the job done?”
He smiled down at the ground and kept moving closer. I hoped he wouldn’t stop until he crashed into me and pinned me up against the wall behind me. “I’ve never heard any complaints.”


Kat Austen is the secret pen name of a New York Times and USATODAY bestselling author. Kat writes short and steamy reads that leave hearts (and other parts) satisfied.


Blog Tour ~ 5th -12th May


Like any dutiful Scottish daughter, Libby Stewart puts her
family first. She’s spent months helping her brother, a single father, care for
his new daughter. The strain of her family commitments led to the painful
demise of a two-year relationship. As Libby nurses her broken heart and
relishes time with her niece, her father offers her a job managing his hotel.
She’s ready to focus on her career and get her life back on track.


Book – Spying Eyes
Author – L.Ann Marie
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Have you ever loved so hard your world changes? Your heart feels
like it’s been consumed by another? Life and living take on new meanings and
now you know the difference?
It happened to Ann three times in her life, well really twice, but the third
was close. Three strikes and you’re out right? Ann is an indie writer. She
never dreamed people would actually read her books and want more. Two series
in, she’s lost her belief that she is worth anything to anyone but her family.
Harsh words from a man she loved reinforces that belief. Who would want a woman
destined for a wheelchair?
Nick and Memo lost the closest family they had within a year of each other.
They grew into their manhood disconnected and never knew unconditional until
they meet Ann who only does ‘all in.’ Watching her exes stroll through her
life, at the worst possible moments, trying for a second chance, isn’t easy.
Can they prove their love for her is the unconditional she craves and not lines
from one of her books?
Can they do this while protecting her and her family from the stalker that will
do anything to own his very own Ann?

L. Ann started with the Baxters and is working on her third series, The Princes
of Prophecy MC. While her books feature ex-SEALs and Badass Bikers, L. Ann is
writing about the strong women that these men need in their life to help right
the worlds wrongs and help keep their small part of the world safe. The women
are extraordinary, strong and determined to make a difference.
The men fight for right in every book. Yes they kill people. Yes they shoot at
the bad guys feet to cause them pain. Yes they throw tampons at each other
regularly.
That being said, they do these things while stopping human trafficking,
bringing their Club into legitimate businesses, fight gangs to keep drugs away
from their town and kids, keep women sheltered safely while trying to stop
domestic abuse. These are men that don’t leave a Brother behind. They don’t
treat women as possessions and they don’t cheat. Respect takes on an honorable
meaning. Women and kids are cherished. Everyone is looked out for.
L. Ann has made the perfect Club, tackled the taboo subjects and made it easy
to imagine living in a world where your protection comes from the SEALS and
Bikers.
With readers writing about rereading the series over and over, she feels like
she’s told her characters stories in a way that would make them proud.
Every book will make you laugh, every book will make you angry for the wrong
that happens in the world. Every book will make you cry for the pain that a
character feels.
Don’t take my word for it. Pick one up and try it out. The Baxters book 1 is
FREE. MC Book 1 is .99. Give them a shot and Happy Reading!
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Sin City SEALs ~ Book 3
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U.S. Navy SEAL Dante Raske is all about guarding his heart and serving his country, but now that he’s busted his knee on a mission, he needs something to keep his mind busy. Playing bodyguard for a sexy little country starlet until he’s cleared for duty? Just what the doctor ordered.
Chrissie Tate refuses to be a one-hit wonder. If she’s going to take care of her family, she can’t let herself get distracted—especially not by the hot as hell Navy SEAL hired to be her bodyguard. But when a crazed fan attacks, she changes her tune. She’ll keep Dante around…if he agrees to teach her self-defense.
Except their close-contact lessons quickly become steamy bedroom sessions. And it’s up to this Navy SEAL to save Chrissie’s career—and his heart—before their explosive passion consumes them both…
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Excerpt:
She turned her attention to the man who’d rushed in to save the day. Oh, he had muscles all right. But she suspected he didn’t spend all of his time in the gym.
“Stay down,” Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome growled. Jared whimpered and looked as if he might cry. The man who’d rushed in and rescued her turned to her.
His expression softened as his deep brown eyes scanned her from head to toe. A lock of his wavy, dark hair fell over his forehead.
Her hero looked as if he’d stolen Patrick Dempsey’s hair and Channing Tatum’s muscles. And to her impromptu rescue she was wearing a witch’s wig that had been on clearance at the Halloween store.
But without the ugly wig, someone might recognize her, and she’d be stuck signing autographs instead of rehearsing.
“Are you all right, ma’am?” he asked.
“Fine,” she gasped, still fighting to regain her equilibrium. His brow furrowed as he reached into one of the many pockets lining his shorts. He withdrew a cell phone. “Would you like me to call the police?”
“No,” she said quickly. “Really, I’m fine.”
His concern deepened as if the word “fine” meant something altogether different to him.
She offered him her best smile, the one that won over audiences night after night.
“I saw what happened,” he said. “I can give a statement. It won’t be your boyfriend’s word against yours.”
“Chris—” Jared started.
“He’s not my boyfriend,” Chrissie said, cutting Jared off before he could reveal her identity to the stranger. “We’re backup singers. Both of us. We’re shooting a music video out here later today. And we wanted to get in some practice.” She forced a fake laugh. “Clearly, we need it.”
The man with the movie star muscles took a step back. “Music video?”
“Uh-huh. The song is about lust, love, and well…” She bit her lower lip and glanced at her feet. “Sex. It’s a country song.”
He crossed his arms in front of his chest, drawing attention to his biceps.
One touch. Just one.
But she fought the temptation. She needed the handsome stranger to continue with his hike through the canyons before he recognized her.
Or decided to call the cops despite her protests.
Author Bio:

After several years on the other side of the publishing industry, Sara Jane Stone bid goodbye to her sales career to pursue her dream – writing romance novels. Armed with a firm belief that dreams do come true, Sara Jane sat down at her keyboard to write fun, sexy stories like the ones she loved to read.
Sara Jane currently resides in Brooklyn, New York with her very supportive real-life hero, two lively young children, and a lazy Burmese cat.
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Most girls deal with a bad break-up with a pamper session and a shopping trip. Not nineteen-year old Taylor Devlin. With her confidence at an all time low, she immerses herself in music. It isn’t just something she’s good at, it’s in her blood.
So when her best friend convinces her to audition for an up and coming band, Rebellious Youth, she figures she has nothing left to lose. Only she didn’t plan on catching the eye of sexy-as-sin lead guitarist Cal Jensen. Taylor knows all about bad boy rockers and has absolutely no intention of going there, again. Even if Cal Does make her feel alive, in the same way getting lost in a riff does. But it’s hard to move past her own insecurities, and Taylor isn’t sure if she’s ready to let Cal prove that not all rockers are heartbreakers.
She knows music can heal her heart, but what if only Cal can make her whole?

and I struggle out of it. I shiver, not from the cold but from his fingers running down my arm and his lips kissing up to my jaw line.
“Taylor.” His husky voice forces me to turn to him. His eyes glint in the streetlight as his hands gently cup my face, holding me there, eyes searching mine. Is he waiting for me to tell him to stop? But I don’t want him to stop, so I lean forward, my hands rest on his thighs and press my lips to his. I don’t know who is more surprised at my boldness, especially when my tongue slips past his lips and into his mouth. Cal’s hand cups the back of my head, tilting it so his tongue can explore mine.
Our heavy breathing is amplified as our kiss deepens and Cal’s free hand slides down my body, over the curve of my breast and disappears under my tank top. My breath hitches as his fingers brush against my skin before he cups my breast in his hand. Then he pauses, as if checking that I’m okay with this. And I am. My god I am. No flinching or feelings of revulsion, if anything I want more. My hands move up his muscular thighs and because I am only able to focus on what his thumb is doing to my nipple they keep moving until I brush against the erection filling his jeans. Cal groans, his tongue and thumb falters in their rhythm.
The material of my bra is pulled away and his hands push my tank top up my body. Cal dips his head and his hot mouth closes round my puckered nipple, his tongue teasing me with long flicks. The pulse between my legs pounds furiously and the ache becomes so intense it’s uncomfortable. Biting on my lip I try to stifle the moan that is building inside me but I fail miserably.
Cal pulls back and rests his forehead against mine. My lips tingle from our kisses and I press them together.
“I should be apologizing but I won’t. I have wanted



The Acquisition has ruled my life, ruled my every waking moment since Sinclair Vinemont first showed up at my house offering an infernal bargain to save my father’s life. Now I know the stakes. The charade is at an end, and Sinclair has far more to lose than I ever did. But this knowledge hasn’t strengthened me. Instead, each revelation breaks me down until nothing is left but my fight and my rage. As I struggle to survive, only one question remains. How far will I go to save those I love and burn the Acquisition to the ground?

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When I relaxed back onto the bed, he crawled on top of me and ran his fingers around my lips. I sucked them, licking myself off him before he kissed me and shared the taste. He rested his weight on his elbows, careful not to crush me. I didn’t want careful or tentative. I wanted Sin.
“Fuck me.” I yanked on his hair for good measure as he kissed to my neck.
“Stella, I’m warning you.”
I pulled harder until he met my eyes. “Don’t warn me. Fuck me.”
He tangled a hand in my hair and pulled until I had to arch my back. “Is this what you want?”
“Yes.”
He ran his lips down my throat and bit. “This?”
“Yes.”
He thrust his hips against me. “This?”
“Yes, please.”
He stood and removed his belt, tossing it on the bed next to me. Then he freed his cock and crawled back on top of me. When his tip hit my clit, I moaned and tried to kiss him. He pulled away and grabbed his belt.
“Hands together, over your head.”
I arched an eyebrow. “No.”
“Stella.” His voice was gravel as he rested his weight on me and wrenched my hands above my head. He looped the belt around my wrist and pulled tight, then kept the slack in his hand. He kissed me hard, the way I remembered—the way I wanted.
I spread my legs as wide as possible, and he slid his tip down to my entrance.
He blinked and hesitated. “Am I hurting you?”
“Not enough,” I breathed.
“Fuck, you were made for me.”



Celia Aaron is the self-publishing pseudonym of a published romance and erotica author. She loves to write stories with hot heroes and heroines that are twisty and often dark. Thanks for reading.
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Since being drafted by the NHL to play for his home team at age nineteen, Derek Backhard has had everything he’s ever dreamed of – unrivaled MVP mentions, countless goals and assists, even being compared to the great one. Holding the power to control his future in the palm of his hands, nothing stood in his way.
Until the unthinkable happened, and everything about his life shifted. Past priorities fell away the moment he held baby Ryder in his arms mere moments after losing his close friend, and Ryder’s father, Brad.
After weeks of watching Liz fall apart over the loss of her husband as she struggled to adjust to life as a single parent, Derek vows to give her and Ryder everything they deserve, creating a life he never knew he always wanted.
Rocked to her core by her changing feelings for him, Liz doesn’t know what to do with Derek or his offer. Uncertainty swirls within her as she leans on her lifelong friend during the hard times, but how much of his attention is real, and how much is pity?
Is she strong enough to let him in and let him take care of her, or will she force him away and back into the life she thinks he really wants?

Can you tell us a little about Playing the Game?PTG wasn’t supposed to happen at first. *spoiler* I had no plan to write a series until Brad died in book one and as I grieved him, yes I grieved him too as it was also a shock to me that he died. Brad kept talking and talking that he wanted his scene to be written, he wanted his own book but I had to figure out a way to make that happen. Yes the book is about Derek but that is why Brad shadows the book so much.
Absolutely you need to read book one. You need to get to know each character first and why they say and do the stuff that they do. Yes in book two they’ve grown, but I still feel it’s very important that you understand the development and bond they all have together.
The Game was written all in fun. Kirsten is my other half really, I’m very straight-shooting and I don’t give anything away when I make a business deal. I am often told I am a very hard person to read which sometimes comes off that I am a b*tch, just like Kirsten. If I changed professions and went into business, Kirsten is exactly how I want to be. I also have a strong bond with my high school friend twenty years later so it was important to me that Kirsten had that too.
Easy, I wrote a book about my ultra-ego. LOL
I’m not sure what draws me to hockey, besides that I’m Canadian and it’s a passion we share. When I watch the games at home, I’m loud. I talked to the players, give the coach my coaching opinions and I yell when stupid moves are made. Yet, when I go to a live game I sit and front of my seat never taking my eyes off the ice and I’m as quiet as a mouse. I really am the most boring person to take to a game. As for the NFL, I don’t watch and when I do, I’m lost because it different rules then the CFL.
My favorite team is the Oilers, there are my home team (you don’t cheer for another team other than your home team, that is just wrong) and don’t make fun of my team either because what you are going to poke fun at me with, I make the same statements. LOL! I don’t have a favorite player because it’s a team effort, not one play is better than another.
I write an outline plot for every book and character, however when I start writing and developing each character they start to take over. I have yet to actually write a book that looks anything like my plot and outline. My books always turn out different when what’s in my head when I start to write.
Yes, the characters have a lot of control over my work, apparently. I find they all become bossy. Definitely curve balls are thrown in, such as Brad- he was not to die and Derek was to finish out his playing career due to an injury, not by choice.
Dominate, Fierce, Loving, Caretaker and HOT
Soft, Outgoing, Quiet, Nurturing and Passionate
I think tons of emotions were running through his head at one time. It’s hard to pin point which one to really focus on, a lot was happening at his point in time of the book.
Chapter twelve is one of my favorites because it’s real life. My favorite line is “Press Cougar Claudia.” LOL it still makes me laugh.
I have Kirsten work ethic but I also am entune to Liz’s nurturing.
Adam and Caroline’s story is next followed by Logan and Steve’s. So far I have no plan to write another hockey book but if I was, I think Jonesy would get a book.
No, I’m an erratic writer. With so much going on, on the farm at different times of the year it’s hard to sit and write some days. One day I will write eight pages, the next three days nothing then fifteen pages. My goal is to get two books out a year… maybe three.
I didn’t know I wanted to become an author, it wasn’t my intent at all. I have my schooling to teach special needs children and when I stopped teaching to have my family, writing found me when my youngest started kindergarten full time.
Currently I have six books published with hopefully two more on the way this year and two more covers complete after that… with another one being developed in August.
Reading, traveling, farming, 4H and of course chilling with my family and friends.
When I come back from A Weekend With The Authors, in Nashville in May I am going to be starting an MC (motorcycle series) Waking Up In Leather. It’s not going to be your traditional MC book, it will focus more on romance but of course there will be crude things involved.
The most challenging for me is to stick to deadlines, I absolutely SUCK at them. The other is reaching out to my readers, I wish there was additional ways to meet more of them, find out their story. I love book signings for this reason I don’t necessarily sell myself, I’d much rather meet the readers.
Write for you and no one else! You will not please everyone and nor should you. Write because it’s a passion for you, not for another way to make an income- because it’s that’s the case you will be eating mac and cheese forever.
Candy, I eat so much candy it’s sickening really and when I edit I binge eat everything.
No one influences my writing because I write for me and what I want to read. But I will say this journey all started when I was thirty and I read my first ever book beginning to cover, then the entire series in three days. Thanks to Twilight.
I truly can’t thank my readers and bloggers enough. This past year was a nightmare and each and every reader and blogger stuck by me till the bitter end and for that they will always have my gratitude.
With Love
The Game
Playing The Game
Falling For Bentley
Catching Haley
Haley & Bentley
All my books are available where most e-books are sold
Waking Up In Leather (MC Series) 2016
He’s My Home (spin off to Falling For Bentley Series) Travis & Whitney 2016
Strings (YA) 2017
Fear (MMA) 2017
Breakaway (YA) 2018
Fighting The Game (??) Adam & Caroline
Negotiating The Game (??) Steve & Logan

“I have been anticipating this book forever and I can happily say I was not disappointed.” Sweet Love
“I loved the part with Press Cougar Claudia.” Rebecca A
“Pages were so well written and you feel the emotion of the characters point of view.” CeeJays Reading Review
“Such a refreshing story.” T. Cantu
“The perfect sequel to The Game. Just like in all of Shawnte’s books, Playing The Game gives the reader exactly what they are looking and hoping for.” Ariel
“5 hockey puck stars!!!” Melissa M
“If you enjoy funny banter, crazy best friends, and sweet and supportive friends then this is a series for you.” Keri Q
“WOW!! Awesome book!! I thought I loved Derek from The Game until I read this book! My love & admiration for this character is 100 times more!!” Jenny S
“This book tugged at everything in my heart, oh man, all the feels. Shawnte wrote the hell out of this book.” Silvia S
“Story worth reading, it tender, it grabs you by your heart and you shed tears and then laugh.” Jara B

Shawnte is an international bestselling romance author with her Falling for Bentley series. She hales from central Alberta, Canada. Where she is a mother of two and co-owns a cow/calf operation with her husband of twelve years. As much as she fusses about farming, she enjoys the rural living lifestyle it offers.
When Shawnté is not sitting at her kitchen table hammering away on her laptop while watching the moose chase her cows across the yard, yes this really happens. Then she is busy attend school activities, community events and chauffeuring children here and there. She is big on playing softball and watching hockey.
When the time comes to relax, you will find her snuggled underneath her down comforter reading on her Ipad. Wait…who are we kidding, if the dishes, vacuuming, laundry or the bathrooms needs a hose down, you’ll always hear her say, “Just after this chapter.” She doesn’t have a favorite author or best story because everyday she falls in love with someone new.
You will find Shawnte on Facebook, Twitter and TSU. Please go like her page and leave a review/star rating on the books she’s wrote that you fell in love with.

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