Tuesday, January 23, 2018

Redeeming Gavin... Chapter One

He can give her anything her heart desires except the truth...

Available 2/6/18

We're two weeks away from the release of Redeeming Gavin. I thought I'd give you a sneak peek into chapter one.


Gavin Callahan stared out of the large window of his corner office on a Thursday evening. It was good to be back in New York. It was even better to finally be a full partner at Callahan Industries. It was his birthright. Something his father had promised him before he died several years ago. Gavin had been too young and immature to help his half-brother Brody run the family business back then. Their father left the company to Brody with the expectation that he would eventually make Gavin his partner. Gavin had been bitter and mad that he wasn’t given half the company upon his father’s death but his dad had been right. He wasn’t ready then.
Brody gave him several opportunities to prove himself but he was too busy partying and being irresponsible to focus. That all changed two years ago. He realized it was time to grow up. He moved to Boston and helped run a satellite office, proving to his brother that this time he was serious. He was ready to be a Callahan in every sense of the word.
“Hey.” Brody tapped on the door. “Can you look these over?” He tossed two files on Gavin’s desk. “I want to submit them in the morning.”
“Sure.” Gavin loosened his tie. “I’m here for the long haul tonight.”
“You don’t have to work so hard.” Brody took a seat on the chair across from Gavin’s desk. “You’re doing a great job.”
“Thanks.” He stretched out his back, a sense of accomplish coming over him. “There’s just so much to do. How did you do it alone for so long?”
“I don’t know.” Brody laughed. “Autopilot, I guess.”
“I’m sure Claudia is happy you’re able to get home before seven a few nights a week.” He didn’t speak of his brother’s wife often because it didn’t feel right considering their past. They were cordial to one another. She was an architect at the company but they both did their best to stay out of one another’s way. It was easier to pretend that none of what happened between them had occurred at all.
“She’s happy to have a second set of hands when it comes to Jason.” Brody smiled. “He’s hitting those terrible twos.”
 If Gavin didn’t speak of Claudia often, he really didn’t bring up Jason much. Part of the reason Gavin had stayed in Boston for as long has he had was so he could give Brody and Claudia time to bond as a family. The awkwardness of the three of them in the same room with the baby was too much, and Gavin decided it was better if he put some distance between them. Their situation was unique to say the least.
Gavin had a brief affair with Claudia before she was with Brody and she became pregnant. Gavin denied the child was his because he thought she was scamming him. He also had a girlfriend when Claudia turned up pregnant. Brody and Claudia ended up together and Gavin decided Jason would be better off with his brother raising him. But that was a story for another time. One that he tried to leave in the past.
When the company grew over the past year, Brody had no choice but to make his brother a full partner and they all knew that meant Gavin would have to return to New York. It had been a few months, but things seemed to be going smoothly. 
“I can’t believe he’ll be two.” Jason was always on Gavin’s mind but he made the right decision. Brody was the boy’s father in every sense of the word. He stood by Claudia when Gavin rejected her. Gavin owed his brother more than he could ever repay.
“We’re celebrating his birthday in a couple weeks. Claudia and I were hoping you’d join us.”
“Oh, right.”
“You missed his first birthday.”
“I was in Boston.”
“You’re home now.” Brody was seven years older than Gavin and often tried to replace their father when it came to Gavin. “I don’t want to pressure you but Jason likes when you’re around. I know it’s awkward but we don’t want to cut you out of his life.”
“You know I love the kid but it’s just odd, especially when my mother’s there.”
“Ah, yes, Angela. She has a way of making most situations odd.” 
Brody and Gavin were half-brothers. They shared the same father. When Jason Callahan died, he left Brody in charge of the company, the estate, and all the money. Angela didn’t let Brody forget her displeasure over her late husband’s wishes. Brody did his best to keep the peace.
“I won’t force you to come to the party. I wanted you to know you’re welcome and we’d like to have you there but only if you’re okay with being there.”
“I’ll think about it.”
“That’s all I’m asking,” Brody said. “I’m glad you’re back.”
“Me too.” After his breakup with Mona, the woman he was with when he got Claudia pregnant, he threw himself into the company. He did his best to prove to Brody he was worthy of being an equal partner. “I’m glad I went to Boston. I learned a lot about the business there but it never really felt like home.”
“You did an excellent job out there. That office is thriving and they were sorry to see you go but I needed you here.”
“Have you heard from Mona since moving back?”
“No, but I didn’t really expect to.” He and Mona had made a go of things once he told her the truth about Claudia and Jason. Gavin thought she was the one. When he came clean about Jason’s paternity she tried to forgive him but couldn’t. He didn’t blame her. How could she trust him after he cheated on her?
“I’m sorry,” Brody said. “I know she meant a lot to you.”
“I just realized it too late.” 


Justine Carlucci walked out of the apartment building dejected and alone. The misty rain sprayed her face as she put up her hood and headed to the grocery store. She tried not to think about the conversation she’d just had, but the check she’d shoved into her pocket would be a constant reminder of the mess she was in.
The news of an unplanned pregnancy was not the way she imagined spending her twenty-fifth birthday. A few days before Thanksgiving her doctor confirmed the news. She never thought the father of her unexpected baby telling her he wasn’t ready to be a dad and then offering her five thousand dollars to leave him off the birth certificate. Carson hadn’t been the most attentive boyfriend. That was part of the reason they had broken up two months ago. But she thought he’d do right by his baby. That was a huge miscalculation.
His classless ultimatum was all she could think about. If she cashed the check, he’d be out of their lives forever. What would she tell her child one day? She took a payout?  She quickly wiped away the tears that formed in her eyes as she approached the store. She wasn’t sad for herself. Things had ended between the two of them a long time ago. When they finally broke up, it was for the best. She never expected that she was pregnant. She was heartbroken for her baby. 
As she mindlessly wandered the aisles of the store, she tried not to think about her dilemma. She had a job, even though it didn’t pay that much it was still a job with health insurance. A roof over her head and a large Italian family consisting of caring aunts, uncles, and cousins. That was more than most people had. She lived with her dad who had some issues of his own but he was still there for her in his own way.
She only needed a few items, so she didn’t take that long. Milk, bread, and orange juice. She’d tossed in a few snacks too. As the cashier scanned the items, she rummaged through her bag looking for her wallet. Unzipping each compartment, she panicked when she realized her money wasn’t there. 
“That will be $27.38,” the cashier informed her. 
“Okay.” She tried to find her wallet but it was missing. It was probably on her bed. 
She heard the buzzing from the people in line behind her. She had about three bucks and some change in the bottom of her bag. Could she at least get the milk? The rain was coming down harder. Once she was home she wanted to take a relaxing shower and cuddle under the covers with a good book. 
“Miss?” the cashier said. “Cash or credit?”
“I’m sorry.” She continued to look inside her purse. “I forgot my wallet.”
“Come on,” someone mumbled from the back of the line. 
“What would you like to do?” the cashier asked.
“I guess...” Justine kept rifling through her bag like the cash would magically appear but she was tired and upset, and she’d had enough of this crappy day. “I’m going to have to put that stuff back.”
“That won’t be necessary,” a deep voice said from behind her. “Just swipe my card when you ring my things up.”
“No.” She looked up to find a familiar face staring at her as he handed his credit card to the cashier. Gavin Callahan. The owner of the company she worked for. She’d seen him walk into the building several times for the past month in his designer suits and shiny shoes but she’d never realized how green his eyes were. “You can’t do that.”
“I already did.” He nodded to the woman behind the register who couldn’t stop ogling him. He was something to look at. “It’s a nasty night. Do you really want to come back?”
“Mr. Callahan.” She hadn’t dealt with him since getting the job at Callahan Industries. She’d met his older brother Brody, but mainly dealt with her supervisor. Gavin passed her in the lobby occasionally but most days he was already in the building before she arrived and left after she did. Running a company probably kept him busy. “I can’t let you pay for my groceries.”
“They were twenty-seven dollars but I’m more interested in how you know me.” He stared at her with those intense green eyes as the clerk bagged her items. “Have we met?”
“Not really.” She slung her bag over her shoulder. “I work at the security desk in the lobby of your building.”
“Oh.” He placed his fancy bottle of sparkling water and what appeared to be a wrapped sandwich on the belt to be rung up. “You do look familiar.”
“I’m Justine Carlucci.” Not that he’d ever looked in her direction before.
“Nice to meet you, Justine.” He picked up his items, smiling when the older woman behind the register winked at him. His jaw was strong, chiseled, and he had a subtle dimple in the middle of his chin. She’d never noticed that before. “I’m on my way back to the office. Can I drop you somewhere?”
“It’s after seven.” She took her two bags off the counter, wondering how she managed to spend almost thirty bucks on nothing. 
“I’ve been meeting with clients all afternoon and now I have to catch up on paperwork.” He held the door open for her. “I’d be happy to have my driver take you home.”
“You’ve done enough.” She fumbled with the bags as she tried to pull up the hood of her jacket. “I’ll pay you back tomorrow.”
“Don’t worry about it.”
“But I owe you money.”
“You can pay me back by letting Dominick take you home.” He nodded toward a tall man getting out of the shiny SUV. 
“Mr. Callahan.” Dominick stopped in front of them with a large umbrella. “Are you ready?”
“I have another stop to make.” Gavin pointed across the busy Manhattan street. “Can you take Ms. Carlucci home and then just meet me back at the office later?”
“Of course.” Dominick took the bags from Justine. “I’ll put these in the trunk.”
“Oh.” Justine looked at Gavin and then to Dominick. This whole exchange was happening way too fast. “Thank you.” As the driver put her groceries in the vehicle, she said, “I guess I’m going with him.”
“You’ll be fine.” Gavin pushed his damp blond hair from his forehead. “He may be a big guy but he’s a gentle giant.”
“Thanks for bailing me out in there.” She pointed toward the store, still embarrassed that she didn’t have her wallet. “It’s been one of those days. I must have left my money at home.”
“Tell me about it,” he mumbled. “Maybe I’ll see you in the lobby.”
“I’m there all week.”
“I’ll keep that in mind. I’m not having the most ideal day either.” He grinned as Dominick opened the car door for her. “Have a good night.”
“It’s much better now.”


Sunday, January 14, 2018

Guest Excerpt: Emily Murdoch’s Lost with a Lord

Want to explore sizzling encounters in Regency England? Romance author Emily Murdoch has just launched her campaign for new series Ravishing Regencies, and this exclusive excerpt from the first book in the series, Lost with a Lord, is for this blog’s eyes only. Enjoy!

After accidentally meeting as they wander into a riot on the dockyards of London, Lord George Northmere and Miss Florence Capria take refuge in an abandoned room – and try to ignore the growing passion rising between them . . .

“You saved me,” George said, his voice unsteady. “When I was lost, you found me.”
Florence whetted her lips as she stared up at him, warmth flowing through her body like a sun and parts of her pulsing like the last time they had made love. “I thought I was the one who was lost.”
In a swift movement, he was above her, but not overwhelming or heavy. Resting on his arms, he caressed her hair, tangling his fingers in it – and then loosening them so they can dance closer, and closer to her collarbone, and then lower, until she was closing her eyes and arching her back once more in the hope he would eventually reach his goal.
When he grazed past her nipple through her gown, she could not help but cry out quietly. 
“We were both lost then,” came his husky voice, and he lowered himself gently so she could feel the strength of him, the hardness of his body as it longed for her just as she longed for him. “But neither of us are lost anymore.”
“I never want to be again,” Florence gasped, her eyelashes fluttering as that same hand moved down her body, and flickered up her skirt to move beneath. “I never want to be without you again.”
His crushing kiss stopped her mouth, and she responded eagerly, her hands clutching at him, drawing him closer, bringing him down to her. It was impossible not to moan as his hand reached her hips, lifting her, grasping her, and then caressing her once more, the medley of brusque and soft building in a rhythm that made her legs curl around him, keeping him close.
Florence had no idea how he managed it, but in a swift motion her gown was untied, and he wrenched it from her body like a man possessed.
“I have to have you,” he moaned in her ear as his fingers stroked past her breast. 
She quivered at his touch and tried to reply, but she had no words, there were no words for this sort of pleasure. Frantic fingers moved to his shirt, but instead of trying each button she wrenched it off, sighing with unadulterated pleasure at the sight of him, at the feel of him as he kissed her once more.
Wave upon wave of sensuality was washing over her now, and Florence could not keep track, his hands and fingers moved so rapidly and so gently and then so strong on her body she thought she could not bear any more – and of course, she must.
She was naked, and so was he, and they were entangled in the bedding and she barely knew where she ended and Lord George Northmere began, and what did it matter because they were of one soul anyway.
“I love you,” she gasped, “please – please, George, this pressure, I cannot stand it – ”
George shuddered as he dropped his mouth to her breast and she cried out, and she did not care who heard her because this was torture, sweet torture, and it had to end and it could never end – 

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Author Bio:
Emily Murdoch is a historian and writer. Throughout her career so far she has examined a codex and transcribed medieval sermons at the Bodleian Library in Oxford, designed part of an exhibition for the Yorkshire Museum, worked as a researcher for a BBC documentary presented by Ian Hislop, and worked at Polesden Lacey with the National Trust. She has a degree in History and English, and a Masters in Medieval Studies, both from the University of York. Emily has a medieval series, a Regency novella series, and an 1840s Western series published, and is currently working on several new projects.

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Tuesday, January 9, 2018

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Nightclub owner Avery Giles just signed his ticket to freedom... divorce papers. Successfully ending a tumultuous three year marriage, he can move forward with his life. Swearing off women for a while sounds like a good idea until a beauty from his past walks through his club doors and changes everything.
Faith Mitchell is determined to celebrate her recent college graduation with a night in the city. Club hopping, drinking and looking for excitement are on the agenda. She’s spent the last four years studying, working, and focusing on the future but never doing anything adventurous, daring or memorable.
When Faith reconnects with Avery, she realizes she’s still attracted to her teenage crush. Will tonight be the night she finally lowers her inhibitions? Is Faith the distraction Avery needs?

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Monday, January 8, 2018

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A few months ago my vampire novella, True Companions, was part of a Halloween Anthology. If you didn't get a chance to read it back then it will be available on it's own on February 12, 2018. A steamy, sexy, vamp tale with double the vampires. Cassie is a lucky woman.

Can two destined souls open their hearts and their bed to a third?

Vampires Maxim Avery and Grant Bellow have been lovers for a century. Companions in the truest sense. While attending an auction where a human woman offers herself to the highest vampire bidder, Grant inadvertently connects with her from across the room. Their interaction so powerful that Maxim has no choice but to secure the human for his soulmate. He’d do anything for him, but at what cost?

Cassie Kelly survived years of being a product of foster care never fitting in anywhere. After aging out of the system, she falls on hard times. At twenty-three, she finds herself broke, uneducated and homeless. The auction house was supposed to be her saving grace, and things were looking up when not one, but two sexy, charismatic vampires take her home. She quickly realizes her new arrangement may not be what she expected. She’s more of an intrusion or so it would seem. 

Cassie wonders if this situation will be like all the other homes she tried when she was a kid. Another place where she doesn’t belong. Grant falls hard for her, realizing she is his human. But how will that work when he’s already found his mate in Maxim? 


As October came to a close the nights grew colder in Savannah. The shelters were filling faster. Not that Cassie Kelly wanted to spend the night in any of them. What choice did she have? With no money or family her options were limited. She was used to getting by on her own, but lately she’d been dealt a harder hand than usual. Losing her job and the room she’d been renting in a matter of weeks were taking a toll on her. She was hungry. But not as hungry as them...

She pulled her hoodie up and shoved her hands in her pockets. The dark, wooded area known as Dead Way, just beneath the dimly lit bridge frightened her, but those who spent their time under the old bridge scared her more. Creatures of the night, immortals, bloodsuckers or just plain old vampires. Society had become used to them. Most vamps kept to themselves. Most humans chose to believe that such types were myths, urban legends, but others embraced their presence. Cassie had always been indifferent to them. She’d never seen one before. Growing up in the foster system, she heard stories of vampires taking kids in. Getting them off the streets and providing them an alternative to the dead end lives most of them faced. She’d never been fortunate enough to have been adopted by either a human or a vampire, so she never cared one way or the other if they had existed. She aged out of the system five years before and hit the streets, surviving, scraping to get by and hoping things would get better. They hadn’t.

As she slowly made her way down the dirt covered path, muffled voices spoke beyond the mist. One time, she told herself. She would try this one time. Vampires needed humans to survive and her blood was just as good as the next. Why shouldn’t she sell it? A chill prickled down her spine when two shadowy figures appeared in the distance.

Just this one time...

Saturday, January 6, 2018

Redeeming Gavin available for PREORDER!!! #secrets #redemption

He can give her anything her heart desires except the TRUTH...

Redeeming Gavin 

Can it be a chance at redemption when history repeats itself in a way he never expected? 

Reformed bad boy Gavin Callahan has finally gotten his life together. He’s recently returned from Boston to help his brother Brody run the family business. In the last two years he’s matured and given up his player ways. What choice did he have after what he’d done to the last woman he was involved with? Not to mention almost losing his family. That was all behind him now. 

Justine Carlucci finds herself in a mess. Not only is she single and pregnant, but she’s caring for her alcoholic father. Her ex doesn’t want her or their unborn child. He even offers her a small sum of money to walk away and forget he exists. Nothing seems to be going her way until she accepts help from a familiar stranger. Gavin owns the company she works for. He doesn’t know she exists until an unforeseen meeting puts her directly in his path.

Gavin can’t get Justine out of his head. He becomes more intrigued with her when he learns about her unfortunate circumstances. He’s not the man for her but he can’t seem to walk away. She doesn’t expect anything from him but she’s drawn to his charm and caring nature. Gavin has a secret that goes beyond just him. He’s made promises to his family that he can’t break, but his feelings for Justine grow stronger everyday. Can she still accept him once she learns the truth?

Featuring Brody and Claudia from Something More.


If you'd like to see why Gavin needs redeeming check out Something More...

This brings a secret baby romance to a whole new level. He may be fine with the pregnancy but what happens when he learns exactly who the father is...
A shocking secret threatens to tear apart a rich and powerful family. 

Claudia Samson, housekeeper to the privileged Callahan family, finds herself alone and pregnant after a brief fling with Gavin, the youngest Callahan son. When she informed him of the pregnancy he accused her of running a scam and made it clear that she was on her own.
Brody Callahan, Gavin's older half-brother, has devoted his entire life to running the family business. He doesn't realize what he's been missing by throwing himself into his work until he finds Claudia asleep in the family guest bedroom. He has discovered his very own Sleeping Beauty. Intrigued by the young woman, he vows to get to know her better.
Although Claudia is instantly attracted to the charismatic businessman, she knows her secret will destroy any chance they have for a future together, but Brody's hard to resist.
Meanwhile, as Gavin watches Brody and Claudia's relationship develop, he begins to devise a plan to use the secret to his advantage. He wants full partnership in the business--something he was denied by both his brother and their deceased father--and maybe now he can finally obtain it.
Can Brody and Claudia survive the storm, or will the secrets and blackmail destroy both them and their love?

Content Warning: graphic sex and some explicit language

Friday, December 15, 2017


 Relentless Pursuit  is on SALE for $0.99!

My readers have called this my HOTTEST book to date. Will you agree?


Desire unlocks the door to a new world, but she never expected to find him on the other side. 

Julian Anders has a way of making women drop to their knees. He's fierce, domineering, and knows what he wants in the bedroom. He craves total submission. His busy life doesn't allow him the luxury of traditional dating. He doesn't want it and doesn't need it. He makes no apologies until Kayla Quinn, his best friend's younger sister, shows up at the exclusive club where he finds his companions. 

Kayla has been unsuccessful in love and is tired of waiting for the one. When a friend introduces her to an upscale club that caters in matchmaking without the commitment, she decides to try it. She requests a mature, dominant man, but she never bargained for what happens next. 

Julian is enraged to find Kayla interested in men like him. Men who have no desire to commit. She's not the club's typical client. He's known her for years but stayed away despite his strong attraction to her. He decides the only way to save her from a potential disaster is to pursue her himself. Can she handle his darker side? The one she never knew existed? Perhaps he's finally met his match…both in and out of the bedroom. 

Content Warning: contains explicit sex, adult content, and BDSM themes 


“It’s not your apology I’m seeking right now.” Julian held out his hand and motioned toward the floor. “It’s your submission I want.”

She tucked her hair behind her ear. Another nervous tic.

“Give me a color,” he stated, knowing she could say red and end this right now. “Green.” She got on her knees. “Green.”

He reached down and tilted her chin, his eyes locked with hers. “Punishing you isn’t

something I wanted to do this soon.” “Punishing me?”

“What do you think we’re doing in here?”

“I thought you were going to let me go.”

“What? Why would you...” He hadn’t done a very good job of explaining the rules. “No, that’s the last thing I want to do.”

“Oh.” Her shoulders relaxed. “Okay.”

Wait? She’s relieved I’m punishing her?

“You made a mistake, and it’s my responsibility to make sure you don’t do it again.” He

ran his fingers through her hair, getting swept up in the way she responded to him. She sank into his touch, trusted his words.

“I deserve it.”

“You have the power to stop this. I can’t have your submission if you don’t give it to me.”

“It’s yours.”

How did I get to be such a lucky bastard?

“I haven’t given you many rules to follow, but I was very specific with one.” He tangled her hair in his hand, keeping her face steady. “You chose to break that rule.”

“I’m sorry.”

“That may be so, but I need to make sure you understand who’s in charge.” He tightened his hold on her hair. “When I deliver a punishment, it’s swift. I won’t do it out of anger, and I will never give you more than you can handle. Can you trust me to do that?”

She nodded.

“I’m going to take you across my knee.”

“Spank me?”

“Yes,” he confirmed. “Spanking can be highly erotic for both the giver and the receiver. I

have ways to make a good spanking very sensual for you. Tonight won’t be one of those times. When I’m done spanking you, I’m going to fuck you.” Her breathing became more erratic with each word he spoke. “Hard.”

She squirmed under his hold.

“It will be about my pleasure tonight. I’ll take you fast, with no regard for your release. Do you understand?”

“Yes.” Her lips trembled, and disappointment filled her eyes. He wondered if she was disappointed that she had let him down or that she wouldn’t be climaxing.

“Come to me.” He extended his hand. “Across my lap.” He tugged her up and tossed her over his knees. “I’m going to strike you five times. You will not vocalize. There’s no need to alert anyone on the other side of the door as to what we’re doing in here.”

He continued to watch her, setting his palm on her back to gauge her breathing and make sure she was okay with what they were doing. She didn’t appear rattled. She was still and quiet.

“Give me a color.” Part of him wanted her to say red. He’d skip the spanking and move right to the fucking. That would probably be enough punishment for one night.

“Green,” she said. “I’m still at green.”

Brave girl.

“Very well.” He yanked her dress over her hips, exposing her black thong. “Coming into my club, when you know you shouldn’t, wearing a thong? Did you honestly think that was a good idea?” He lifted his hand and smacked it across her creamy, white cheeks. His cock hardened when his hand connected with her flesh.

“Oh!” she squealed.

“You’re not vocalizing, remember?” He brought his hand across her ass again, the sting on his palm more prominent than the first time.

“Sorry,” she whispered.

“Did you think I wouldn’t find out you were here?” Another swift slap. “It may have been a coincidence that I bumped into you getting off that elevator, but this is my territory. I would have found out.” He struck her a fourth time, not as harsh, smoothing his hand over her reddening cheeks. “Can you handle one more?”

“Yes,” she moaned. “Please...”

Striking her one last time, he rested his hand on her backside. “Stand up and face the windows. We’re going to make use of that view you find so irresistible.”

She moved off his lap and scrambled to get to the windows.

“Now you’re learning to obey me.” He stood behind her, much like the last time they were in this room, but this time she was his, and he planned to show her what that meant.

“Leave your hands here.” He took her wrists and pressed her palms to the cool glass. “Don’t move.” Lifting up her dress, he rested the skirt on her hips. “We’re too high up for anyone to see what we’re doing. The windows are tinted, so the building across from us can’t see in either.”

He hooked his thumbs in her thong and tugged it down her legs, leaving it wrapped around her ankles. Taking a step back, he took in her stance. Beautiful. When he inched closer, she inhaled a sharp breath. Unbuckling his belt, he dropped his pants and boxers to his feet.
As he gripped her waist in his hands, he lowered his lips to her ear. “This is going to be quick.”

“Okay,” she whispered.

“This is part of your punishment.” He took his cock in his hand and positioned it at her slick entrance. “The spanking was a warm-up.” He thrust inside her, pressing her into the window. “You’re here for my pleasure, and mine only.” 


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Thursday, December 14, 2017

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Innkeepers Logan and Elyse Cole have been making people’s fantasies a reality for the past six months at their popular bed and breakfast. While running Pleasure Inn has been a rewarding experience for the happy couple, it also requires long hours and busy weekends. Catering to their guests’ whims and fantasies doesn’t leave much free time for the Coles. They need a few days to reconnect and indulge in their own fantasies.

Logan makes that happen with a surprise gift to his wife. He reserves the inn for just the two of them several days before Christmas. Two nights of uninterrupted romance is exactly what this couple needs. Logan reminds Elyse what drew her to him in the first place. He vows to make good on his promise to always make all of her fantasies a reality.

She wants nothing more than for the Master of the Inn to make an appearance this holiday season.

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All books in this series can stand alone and/or can be read in any order. 
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Content Warning – Graphic sex and explicit language

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Executive chef Elyse Clapton has had it with city life. She’s spent the last few years building her cheating boyfriend’s trendy New York City restaurant into a success. When their relationship ends, so does her desire to be in his kitchen. She flees to a quaint inn she remembers visiting as a child. She gets more than she bargains for when she meets the sexy, reclusive inn keeper.

Handyman Logan Cole inherited Pleasure Inn against his wishes. Ever since he got caught up in a scandal involving another man’s wife, he keeps to himself – finding solace in a bottle. He didn’t realize how lonely he’d become until Elyse shows up on his porch. He’s instantly drawn to her and convinces her to stay at the Bed and Breakfast.

Elyse comes to town looking for a getaway. She never expects to fall for Logan. It doesn’t take her long to believe the inn’s motto. Logan’s dominance in the bedroom makes all of her fantasies a reality.

Book One in the Pleasure Inn Series

This book contains mature and graphic sexual content. This is a 25,000 word novella.