Monday, August 29, 2016

Release Blast: Watch Me by Ada Frost

Watch Me
Ada Frost
August 29, 2016
Self-Published


This is my world, my kingdom. I sit on the throne and control the empire I created.

My skill? Providing illicit pleasure to thousands. If there is a fantasy to fulfil, my company will provide it.

I am the Porn Prince.

The cold hearted producer at Stone Industries who creates the hottest porn in the business.
But every ruler has an Achilles heel, and mine is chaos.

Abigail Warner is chaos.

From the moment she entered my office my world was turned upside down. She is my passion, my fantasy and everything I never wanted in life. The chaotic infuriating mess of a woman is everything I hate and avoid.

So why can’t I stop watching her.

Why do I crave her?

One taste and I know she will destroy me.





So a little bit about myself. I love to read, and create stories for others to enjoy. I've always been told I have a vivid imagination, I just lacked the confidence to pursue putting it onto the written page. But finally I embarked on making a single dream come true.
I love to read, and write. I only read romance, any in that genre really. But it has to have a beautiful happy ending, I know reality isn't like that, but I read to excape real life not re-live it. Reality is too broken and jaded without having to live through the trauma and angst in a book for it to end unhappily.
I live in Yorkshire, England with my family, and many pets. When I'm not writing I am a very busy mummy and wife. My family is my world, my purpose and I am proud to be a part of their lives.


Sunday, August 28, 2016

Review: Run to You (Risking It All #1) by Rachel Lacey

"That's why I was so adamant about not making this real. I needed to do things on my own and on my own terms. But you make me feel sexy and...and bold in a way I never have before. You've shown me what a happy, healthy relationship should be like." - Gabby Winters

Run to You
Series: Risking It All #1
Author: Rachel Lacey
Publisher: Forever
Release Date: August 30, 2016
Source: Publisher for Review

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ONE LITTLE LIE. A WHOLE LOTTA TROUBLE.

Moments after meeting the most gorgeous guy ever, Gabby Winters promptly gets stung by a zillion yellowjackets and falls-not gracefully-into a stream. Yup, Ethan Hunter is trouble with a capital "hot," and Gabby definitely needs to keep her distance. Except in the small town of Haven, there's nowhere to hide from Ethan's sexy, infectious grin . . . and all the residents are conspiring against her.

At the center of the town's matchmaking is Ethan's grandmother, who's convinced their relationship is a done deal. Rather than break her heart, Gabby and Ethan find themselves cornered into pretending to be falling in love. The problem: there's serious sizzling attraction between them. And if this charade continues, they won't fool just the entire town - they might fool themselves too . . .


After falling in love with Rachel Lacey's Love to the Rescue series, she's become one of my favorite contemporary romance authors because she reminds me of what initially drew me to the genre. Her characters are always lovable with something about them that makes me wish I knew them in real life. Gabby and Ethan's story broke me. Needing a fresh start after a recent break up, Gabby headed to the small town of Haven. Keeping to herself, she didn't know just how lonely she her life had become until she stumbled across Ethan. Dealing with his grandmother's illness, Ethan is a bit lost. Together, Ethan and Gabby learn to heal and find out that, through sadness and heartache, love prevails and it is out there for everyone.

Once I started Run to You I knew it would take great willpower for me to not read it in one sitting. That's how much Rachel's writing and characters suck me in. I can't close her books until I know that everyone is going to be okay. As much as I loved Ethan and Gabby, it was Gram that stole the show. I adored her and her friends. I could picture them all spending game night with Gabby playing various video games and other lively activities. I was actually reading parts of this book during the Olympics so picturing Ethan in a Team USA swimsuit put a big grin on my face. Run to You was so much fun to read. Now the long wait begins for Ryan and Emma's book...


Rachel Lacey is a contemporary romance author and semi-reformed travel junkie. She's been climbed by a monkey on a mountain in Japan, gone scuba diving on the Great Barrier Reef, and camped out overnight in New York City for a chance to be an extra in a movie. These days, the majority of her adventures take place on the pages of the books she writes. She lives in warm and sunny North Carolina with her husband, son, and a variety of rescue pets.


Friday, August 26, 2016

Review Updated: Blind Spot by Kait Gamble

"I'm the guy who's going to blow your mind."  - Maisie's Secret Admirer

Blind Spot
Author: Kait Gamble
Publisher: Totally Bound
Release Date: August 9, 2016
Source: Publisher for Review

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Can Maisie find what she’s always been looking for from behind a blindfold?

Maisie is in a rut. With piles of coursework, a demanding job and a tiny apartment, she never has time or money to enjoy herself. Life just isn’t giving her any breaks. The only good thing about it is her roommate, Kian.

Then a note arrives from an anonymous friend of Kian’s asking her to meet up with the mysterious admirer. It’s wild and romantic and just what she needs. The caveat? She has to wear a blindfold. The meetings start to become the one thing Maisie looks forward to after long, dreary days. But her affections for her mystery man are complicated by the long-stifled feelings she has for Kian.

Does she choose a man who is perfect for her, but out of reach, or one who’s mysterious and pushes all the right buttons?

Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of anal play.


Update: I was contacted by Totally Bound yesterday and was informed that the review copies of Blind Spot had a technical issue. They were missing the final chapter and since I commented on the abrupt ending, I said I would re-read the short story. With the addition of the final chapter, there is no abrupt ending. Yay! I loved the real ending and it left me much more satisfied. No spoilers! :) Below is my original review.

Kait Gamble has definitely become one of my favorite erotic romance authors. Seriously, if I'm ever in the mood for a super sexy story with fabulous writing, I know that I can rely on Kait to heat things up. I love Kait's short stories, but I always wish they were longer because I'm enjoying it that much. When I first saw Blind Spot, it was love at first sight. Ironic, I know. Secret admirers... Blindfolds... Yes, please! I will say this, though. Prepare for a rather sudden ending. You know that comical "NOOOOO!"? Yeah, that was totally me. I didn't want it to end and certainly not where it did. I loved it, though. Maisie and Kian were fun to be around in the short time we get to know them. Kait's writing is sexy and fun. All of this makes for an enjoyable and steamy read. Who is Maisie's secret admirer? I have my theory...


Excerpt from Totally Bound
Maisie Edwards stumbled into her tiny shared two-bedroom apartment and slammed the door behind her. She kicked her shoes off with enough force to send them ricocheting off the wall then dropped her bags on the tiny patch of space in front of the door. Not caring about the mess she’d created, she wrenched at the fastening on her jeans. After peeling them off as quickly as possible, she launched them as far as she could, refusing to think what that wet stuff she’d sat on in the subway was. All she knew was that she had to get it off her—immediately. 
“You could have told me you were going to do a strip tease. I would have been ready for it.” 
Tall, handsome and permanently between girlfriends, her roommate, Kian Walker, strode into the cozy living room. To Maisie, he looked more like a surfer than a game engineer. The light from his tablet shone on his chin-length blond curls and slight scruff on his chin, giving them an eerie greenish tint. The jade of his eyes was even more intense as his gaze wandered up her legs to settle with an amused sparkle on her face. 
“Funny.” She tugged her shirt as low as she could get it and glowered at him. 
He tapped the screen, turning off whatever he was studying to give her all his attention. “Sat in something again?” 
“How could you tell?” She kicked her bags along the floor toward her room, stomped up to them and did it again. A process she would continue until they hit the foot of her bed. “I just want a shower, some food, if I can find any, and to get in bed so I can do this all over again tomorrow.” 
He chuckled, picking her bags up by their straps and placing them gently on the worn sofa. “Get in there. Maybe it’ll make you feel better.” 
“Maybe if you took over being PA for the most insane human being on the planet for a few weeks? Or write some of my essays for me?” 
“I’ve got my own problems, Maise.” He waved the tablet at her. He’d gone from the game screen to the stark black and white of code. “Unless you’re serious and want to go over this code and figure out why it’s not working.” 
“I might be.” Maisie would give it a try if it would save her from hours of endless demands that were borderline psychotic. “I’ll take a look when I get out.” She was only half joking. 
She toed open the door to the bathroom then pushed it shut with her butt. The tiny room enabled her to yank back the shower curtains then turn on the water from where she stood. 
Kian’s voice came from the other side of the door. “You might want to take a bath. The water’s acting weird again. I took a shower earlier and nearly burned and froze in the same amount of time it took to wash my hair.” 
“Duly noted.” She switched the shower to the faucet, plugged the tub and waited for it to slowly fill. 
Listening to the trickle of water, Maisie stared at herself in the mirror. Her carefully applied makeup was long gone, leaving stark freckles against pale skin. The two-toned hair she had painstakingly styled that morning hung in a black and white mess around her shoulders. Her usually bright and sparkling eyes were washed out. School and work had drained the life out of her, leaving her with a limp noodle-like appearance. Was it any wonder she hadn’t had a date in ages? 
She was the complete opposite of tall, lithe models—not that they were real in the first place. But Maisie was unfortunately without the services of a professional makeup artist or Photoshop expert. The only thing she liked about herself were her eyes. People frequently commented on their cat-like shape, vivid teal color and their lush frame of lashes. But what guy would spot them from across the room and be so moved as to come running over? 
If the crowds parted enough for her to be seen, he sure as hell wouldn’t take a second glance at her. There wasn’t much to capture their attention at all. 
Kian said she was too hard on herself. That she was gorgeous and that anyone who didn’t see it was an idiot who wasn’t worth her time. It didn’t explain why she was alone. There were the losers who did take notice of her. They had been nothing to write home about. The few times she’d had sex had left her wondering what the fuss was all about. 
As a result, she had little interest in men or relationships. She had Kian, a small circle of friends, classes and a job. Her life was full enough without the added complication of a relationship. 
Yet she still wondered why love in books and on TV was so overblown. Reality was nothing like that.

Kait was born and raised in the wilderness of the Pacific Northwest and started writing to entertain herself during the long winters as a child. Insatiably curious with a love of learning new things, she’s picked up many random skills including three languages and two martial arts. After travelling three continents (the other four are on her bucket list), she settled in England with her family where she spends most of her time cultivating her daughter’s love of reading and writing, scribbling ideas on every available scrap of paper, and trying out dialogue on her cat.


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Thursday, August 25, 2016

Review: Bound to the Bounty Hunter (Bound #1) by Hayson Manning

"I will have you, Sophie. For one night, you'll be mine, and do exactly as I say." - Harlan Franco

Bound to the Bounty Hunter
Series: Bound #1
Author: Hayson Manning
Publisher: Entangled
Release Date: July 18, 2016
Source: Publisher for Review

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Harlan Franco, Colorado's busiest bounty hunter and security expert, lives by his own rules: be in control, be detached, and never mix business with pleasure. These rules are tested when the woman he's being paid to secretly guard is none other than the sexy, unpredictable, pain in the butt, Sophie Callaghan––a woman determined to stay away from him. If Sophie finds out he’s in her life on an assignment, he'll never get the info he needs. But those lips, those curves, that attitude… If he could only have her for one night where she'd play by his rules.

Freedom-loving private investigator Sophie Callaghan is on a mission. The daughter of a con-artist is not going to be used by a man again. What she doesn't need is hot, broody, and controlling Harlan barging into her life. Her brain may say no, but her body craves this bad boy.

After a night where both live out their darkest desires, Sophie tries to fight the explosive chemistry between them. But the ties that bind her heart to this bounty hunter are tight and tangled.


After reading Hayson Manning's novella in the Heartbreakers and Heroes box set, I was intrigued by this new-to-me author. I loved Tutoring the Heartbreaker to Love (Hayon's title in the box set) and I wanted to read more. When Hayson approached me to review her new book, Bound to the Bounty Hunter, I jumped at the opportunity. She did not disappoint. The chemistry and sexual tension between Sophie and Harlan was fan-freaking-tastic. From that first moment in the club to the very end, it was non-stop sizzling. I loved that their chemistry wasn't just physical. Pretty sure they enjoyed testing each other's limits. All in the name of foreplay! Although I loved the hint of kinkiness in their relationship, I felt that Hayson could have pushed the envelope just a bit more. With that said, the sex between them was still very hot. I think what initially drew me to the story was the mystery behind Sophie's childhood, which is what drove the story along. The suspense elements kept me guessing and that ending! I can't wait until the second book in the Bound series, not only to find out more about the mystery man, but to also experience Hayson's writing and to hopefully add her to my list of new favorite authors.


I love Princess Bride, Young and the Restless, Days of our Lives – the drama is deliciously addictive. Big Bang Theory but will take Wolowitz over Cooper. Star Trek not Star Wars. Undercover Boss, Secret Millionaire – any story that shows the little guy making it. I follow the Buffalo Bills like a religion. I am spellbound by showjumping and equestrian eventing. I love curling up and reading all books – no genre is off-topic. I like ironing, I hate peas, love donkeys, I play a killer game of Scrabble. I will often be heading towards the fridge for another Diet Coke. I eat nothing with legs and believe wine goes with everything, oh and I’m an expert at finding new and inventive ways to avoid exercise.

I live in the sparkly beachside suburb of Redondo Beach in California with my infuriating shoe-dropping husband and my two boys who speak in mystifying grunts.


Tuesday, August 23, 2016

Spotlight: Furious Rush by S.C. Stephens

Furious Rush
S.C. Stephens
Forever
August 23, 2016

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The first in an emotion-fueled, New Adult series from the #1 bestselling author of the Thoughtless novels.

Too fast, too furious-and way too hot to handle . . .

Mackenzie Cox has a lot to prove. Daughter of a racing legend, she is eager to show the world that she has inherited her father's talent in the male-dominated sport of professional motorcycle racing. The last thing Kenzie needs is to be antagonized by her rival team's newest rider, Hayden Hayes. Plucked from the world of illegal street racing, Hayden immediately gets under Kenzie's skin. His insinuations that Kenzie is a spoiled princess who was handed her career fuels her desire to win, and much to her surprise, Kenzie soon learns she performs better when she's racing against Hayden.

As Kenzie and Hayden push each other on the track, the electric energy between them off the track shifts into an intense--and strictly forbidden--attraction. The only rule between their two ultra-competitive teams is zero contact. Kenzie always does her best to play by the rules, but when her team slips into a financial crisis, she has no choice but to turn to Hayden for help. The tension simmers during their secret, late-night rendezvous, but Kenzie has too much to lose to give in to her desires. Especially when she begins to doubt that Hayden has completely left his street life behind...

“What?” I snapped, hoping to sever the connection, to diminish the pinpoints of excitement that were starting to work their way through me. Inch by inch. Ripple by ripple. 
Hayden’s gaze shifted to the bubbling water before lifting to mine again. “Can I ask you a serious question?” 
I was shocked. Our conversations had never gone much deeper than trading insults, and even though I was curious, instinct made me answer him with, “No.” 
With a frown, he ignored my answer and asked me anyway. “Did you . . . did you feel it today . . . while we were racing?” 
My heart started pounding in my chest. I knew exactly what he meant. That fire, that drive, that feeling that we were alone, even when we were surrounded by thousands of people. It had been the most intense race of my career because of that sensation, but I wasn’t about to admit that to him. I couldn’t. It would be like admitting weakness, and I couldn’t ever appear weak in front of this man; he’d pounce in an instant, ripping me to shreds. “I have no idea what you’re talking about, and I said you couldn’t ask me a question.” 
He pursed his lips, annoyed, but then he leaned forward in the water. His sudden movement caused tiny waves to come my way, and I instinctually pulled back from them. The sensation that we were connected, even though we weren’t, was bad enough without him coming closer. “You didn’t feel that . . . I don’t know . . . that connection? Like it was just the two of us out there? You must have, since you made that crack about me ignoring everyone else and focusing only on you.” 
He tilted his head and a water droplet rolled down his cheek and curved around his neck. Watching it made my toes curl. The intimate lighting out here was playing tricks on my senses, making him too appealing. But the mood-setting couldn’t alter his personality, so I focused all of my energy on remembering the fact that he was an asshole who could never seem to get my name right. Plus he raced for a despicable man who would do just about anything to see my father brought down. 
“Like I said, I have no idea what you’re talking about.” I indicated the swirling water between us. “I think you’ve been in here too long. Your brain cells are beginning to boil.” I was beginning to boil. I should leave . . . 
Hayden smirked, then began sliding through the water toward me. As he cut into the frantic bubbles between us, my heart began shifting into overdrive. I should definitely leave. But Hayden’s gaze was locked on mine, holding me in place. I couldn’t look away. A familiar surge of adrenaline was building inside me, telling me that something incredible was about to happen. 
On your mark... 
“I don’t believe you.” His voice was low, and his eyes were boring holes all the way through my soul. I unintentionally sucked my lip into my mouth, and his penetrating gaze dropped to study the movement. God, what would his smoldering skin feel like against mine? 
His eyes slowly shifted back to mine. “You know exactly what I’m talking about, and you can’t deny that competing against each other, one on one like that, pushed us both.” He stopped right beside me, and our legs touched under the water. His were warm, hard, unyielding, and I had the sudden horrible image of having them wrapped around me. Owning me, claiming me. 
Get set... 
“I’ve never raced that well before, and I don’t think you have either. I’ve watched you practicing on the home track a few times, and I’ve noticed something. You worry when you ride, worry about all the people you might be letting down. I get that. But focusing on your fear will only hold you back.” Shock ran through me, temporarily icing the heat. How did he know I constantly stressed about the weight placed on me? And who did he worry about letting down? 
Voice soft, he added, “But during the race, I could tell that you let all those expectations go. Because all you were focusing on was me. You raced better when I was out there with you, and I raced better when you were out there with me.” He shifted his position under the water, coming closer until his chest brushed against my arm, and it was like a bolt of electricity struck me. I was tingling all over, ready . . . wanting. How did he know these things? How could he see inside me so accurately? 
Hayden’s gaze flicked over my face, alternating between my eyes and my mouth. He looked torn, like he didn’t know what he wanted to do, but then he gently placed his hand on my leg. While his eyes searched for approval or rejection, his fingers began sliding up my inner thigh, igniting me with passion, burning me with desire. My breath was suddenly coming fast and furious. Yes, touch me. 
Hayden’s lips parted as he studied my every reaction, and I could see his chest rising and falling as his own breaths quickened. His palm was barely inching across my skin—I was going to explode soon if he didn’t move faster. The glorious anticipation of where his fingers might go was killing me. But then, with a pained look on his face, he stopped moving. Damn it, just do it. Feel me, touch me, take me . . . free me. 
With obvious restraint, he slowly leaned forward and pressed his hot lips to my ear, making me shudder. “We’re magic together, Twenty-Two,” he breathed. “Just admit you need me . . . and we can take this up a notch.” 
Need him? Take this up a notch? His audacity enraged me. “Get your hand off of me,” I seethed. 
Hayden pulled back to study my face for a moment, then he lifted his hand from my thigh and retreated. Raising both hands from the water like he was surrendering, he told me, “Fine. Whatever you say, princess.” He swallowed a few times after he said it, as if he was trying to calm himself down. 
Furious at him for going there, furious at myself for not stopping him sooner, I shot up out of the water. The steam lifting from my skin matched my mood, but that was nothing compared to the heat of Hayden’s eyes as he hungrily took in every inch of my dripping-wet body. Enjoy what you see, asshole, because this is the last time you’ll ever see it. Stepping from the tub, I grabbed my robe, tied it tight around my waist, and stormed off.

S. C. Stephens is a bestselling author who enjoys spending every free moment she has creating stories that are packed with emotion and heavy on romance. She has been writing nonstop ever since the release of her debut novel, which received a great deal of praise from the literary world. In addition to writing, Stephens enjoys spending lazy afternoons in the sun reading fabulous novels, loading up her iPod with music to reduce writer s block, heading out to the movies, and spending quality time with her friends and family.


Release Blast: With Every Breath (Slow Burn #4) by Maya Banks

With Every Breath
Slow Burn #4
Maya Banks
August 23, 2016
Avon


#1 USA Today and New York Times bestselling author Maya Banks continues her suspenseful and sizzling Slow Burn series with this fourth book—a mesmerizingly sexy tale of a strong, brilliant woman who encounters the one man who makes her lose all control.

Eliza Cummings fought free of a monster who terrorized her when she was an innocent teenager and helped put him away for good. She took a job with Devereaux Security Services and devoted every hour to taking down the very thing she’d nearly become. No one, not even those closest to her, know her darkest, shameful secrets. But now the killer has been set free on a legal loophole and it’s only a matter of time before he comes for her. Eliza's only choice is to run and lead the monster away from the people she loves.

Wade Sterling has always lived by his own rules, a law unto himself who answers to no one. He’s never professed to be a good man, and he’s definitely not hero material. Wade never allows anyone close enough to see the man behind the impenetrable mask—but one woman threatens his carefully leashed control. He took a bullet for her and the result was more than a piece of metal entrenched in his skin. She was under his skin and nothing he did rid himself of the woman with the courage of a warrior and who thinks nothing of putting her life before others.

But when Wade sees a panicked and haunted Eliza he knows something is very wrong, because the fool woman has never been afraid of anything. And when she tries to run, the primal beast barely lurking beneath his deceptively polished fa├žade erupts in a rage. She may not know it, but she belongs to him. This time, Eliza isn't going to play the protector. She was damn well going to be the protected. And as long as Wade breathes, no one will ever hurt what is his.



Eliza came awake with none of her usual crispness and ready- to-take-on-the-world attitude. She felt as though she’d been hit by a truck and her first instinct was to roll over and pull the covers over her head and sleep for several more hours. Even as she knew she wouldn’t do any such thing, it was still a nice thought. Still, she thought she could give herself another five minutes before stumbling out of bed and into the shower. 
For once, things were slow at Devereaux Security Services after a veritable shit storm of activity over the last several months. She only hoped something popped up when she went into the office today, otherwise it was going to be another boring- ass day at work.
Just as she roused herself from her laziness and threw her legs over the side of the bed to stand, the landline on her nightstand rang. She glanced down at it, frowning. If it was Dane or anyone else from DSS, surely they’d call her cell. A quick look told her that her cell phone was on the nightstand charging and a glance at it also told her she hadn’t missed any calls. If this was a telemarketer calling her at oh-dark-thirty so help her she was going to hunt them down and shove her foot as far up their ass as she could. 
If it weren’t for the fact that it could be one of her coworkers she would have simply ignored the ringing all together. With a sigh, she yanked up the phone and barked an unwelcome hello into the receiver. 
There was a short pause and then the clearing of a throat. “Miss Caldwell? Melissa Caldwell?” 
Eliza froze, her blood turning to ice in her veins. She hadn’t heard that name in ten years. Hadn’t been that person in ten years. And in two seconds flat, her past had slammed into her present like a speeding train. 
“What do you want?” she asked in a dull voice. 
“This is Clyde Barksdale, district attorney for Keerney County, Oregon.” 
She knew damn well who Clyde Barksdale was. Like she’d forget that it was him she’d worked with to put Thomas Harrington away? 
“I take it this isn’t a social call,” she said acidly. 
“You’d be correct.” The DA emitted an exhausted sounding sigh. “Look, there’s no easy way to say this but Thomas Harrington won an appeal to overturn his conviction and he’ll be set free in three weeks’ time.” 
Eliza’s knees folded and she landed with a hard bounce on the bed. She was utterly numb with shock, and she shook her head in an effort to dispel the fog and confusion surrounding her. Was this some fucked-up dream—nightmare—she was trapped in?


Maya Banks is a #1 USA Today and New York Times bestselling author whose chart toppers have included erotic romance, romantic suspense, contemporary romance, Scottish historical romances. She is the author of the Breathless Trilogy, the KGI novels, the Sweet series, and the Colters Legacy novels.

She lives in the South with her husband and three children and other assorted babies, such as her two Bengal kitties and a Calico who’s been with her as long as her youngest child. She’s an avid reader of romance and loves to dish books with her fans and anyone else who’ll listen! She very much enjoys interacting with her readers on Facebook and Twitter as well as in her Yahoo! Group.


Monday, August 22, 2016

Spotlight: Ravenous (Quantum #5) by M.S. Force

Ravenous
Quantum #5
M.S. Force
August 23, 2016

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She wants a baby. He wants her. Simple enough, right?

Ellie Godfrey has kissed her share of frogs. So many, in fact, that she fears she won’t recognize her prince if and when he finally comes along. Tired of waiting for THE ONE, Ellie decides to have a baby on her own before it’s too late.

When Jasper Autry hears about Ellie’s plan, what else can he do but step in and offer to “contribute” to her project. Does that make him an opportunist? Whatever. He wants the perpetually out-of-reach Ellie Godfrey, and when he sees his chance, he takes it. That she’s the sister of his business partner and close friend Flynn gives him pause, but it doesn’t stop him from having what he wants.

As Jasper and Ellie embark upon their secret “project,” he makes it clear that for as long as they’re together, he’s in charge—in the bedroom anyway. After the hottest sex of her life, Ellie realizes she’s made a deal with the devil himself.

Warning: If you hate foul-mouthed heroes who like it a little rough and dirty, this might not be the book for you…Contains hot and sexy BDSM scenes among other things that might not appeal to the faint of heart. Enter at your own risk and enjoy!


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“I’m going to have a baby.” 
“You…” His gaze falls to my flat abdomen. “Like… Are you already… Oh. Well. Okay, then.” 
I can’t help but laugh at his stuttering commentary. “No, I’m not pregnant at the moment, but I hope to be. Soon.” 
“Forgive me for asking the obvious, but I can’t help but notice you seem to be stubbornly single. So who’s the lucky guy who gets to father this child of yours?” 
“Don’t know yet. That’s part of what has to be decided when I get back to LA. I’ve got thousands of men to choose from, and I have to decide whether I want looks over brains, or maybe I’ll get lucky and find both in one donor.” 
He closes his eyes and sighs. “Ellie…” Opening his eyes, he looks directly at me and says, “For the love of God and all that’s holy, you do not need to resort to a sperm bank to find a father for your child.” 
That makes me angry. “When you’re a single woman who wants to have a baby, you do need to ‘resort’ to a sperm bank.” 
“You, my love, could have any man you want.” 
“That’s not true. It’s different for women. We can’t run around the way you guys do without getting a nasty reputation, especially when our parents and brother are household names. It’s not as easy as you think.” 
“I hadn’t really looked at it from that point of view. I can see how fame by osmosis might pose a bit of a challenge. And PS, we don’t ‘run around,’ as you say.” 
“What would you call it?” I ask in the drollest tone I own. 
A charming smile lights up his gorgeous face. “Having fun?” 
“I’ve tried that route. Hasn’t been all that fun. I’m done waiting for lightning to strike. I want a baby, and I’m running out of time to make that happen. I’m doing this.” At some point during the getaway to Mexico, my plan moved from maybe to definitely. 
“And you’re sure you want to do it this way?” 
“I’m sure this is the only way to do it in light of my perpetually single status.” 
“It’s not the only way.” 
I’m almost afraid to look at him, and when I do, the calculating look he gives me makes my skin heat with awareness of him. “What do you mean?” 
“You could ask an old friend who is both handsome and smart, not to mention incredibly charming, to provide the start-up ‘capital’ you require to get your project off the ground.” 
I’m flabbergasted by what he’s suggesting, but I can’t show him that. I can’t take the chance he might be joking. “If only I knew someone who fit that bill.” 
His low chuckle is both sexy and exciting. “You do. You know just the guy.” 
My heart is beating so hard and so fast, I fear I might hyperventilate. “And this guy would be willing to provide his ‘capital’ for such a project?” 
“Under the right conditions.” 
After a long pause, I say, “What conditions?” 
“It happens the old-fashioned way. No laboratories, turkey basters or test tubes, just hot, sweaty, no-holds-barred capital infusion.” 
My body ignites at the images that scorch my brain in the scope of five seconds. Holy shit. Have I gone blind, deaf and dumb, or is Jasper Autry telling me he wants to have sex with me—and make a baby with me? “Are you for real right now?” 
“My darling Ellie, I have never been more ‘for real’ in my entire life than I’m being right now.” He leans in closer to me, so close I stop breathing. “Say yes.”



M.S. Force is the erotic alter-ego of New York Times bestselling author Marie Force. All three books in her initial Quantum Trilogy were New York Times bestsellers in 2015, and the Quantum Trilogy became the Quantum Series with Rapturous and now Ravenous, with more to come!

With more than 5 million books sold, Marie Force is the New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling, award-winning author more than 50 contemporary romances. Her New York Times bestselling self-published Gansett Island Series has sold 2.5 million e-books since Maid for Love was released in 2011. She is also the author of the New York Times bestselling Fatal Series from Harlequin's HQN, as well as the New York Times bestselling Green Mountain Series, among other books and series, including the Quantum Series, written as M.S. Force. 

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