A Brother’s Secret by A.J. Downey #BookRelease @MJsBookBlognR

 

This book grabbed me from the very first page!!… Data has been my secret fantasy and I love how his book has turned out! I just knew he would be everything I would want in a man!           – Goodreads reviewer

 

Title: A Brother’s Secret
Series: The Sacred Brotherhood Book V
Author:  A.J. Downey
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: September 5, 2017
Cover designed by: Dar Albert from Wicked Smart Designs
Data has
always been the quiet brother on the fringes of the club. Always there when you
need him, but never quite fully engaged. That’s because he’s been harboring a
secret. Long before he joined the club, he had a friend who meant the world to
him; she disappeared, prompting Data to search for her… he’s been looking ever
since.




A
mysterious message appears on an internet forum:
Does anyone remember Amalia Rose?




Of course
he does, and he will stop at nothing to get her back. His secret is out, and
life is about to change for everyone in some surprising ways.
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/36010193-a-brother-s-secret



 

“I’ve
loved you since the third grade Amalia Rose Junix. Nothing about that ever
changed and I never thought for a minute you left by any means other than foul
play.” I sighed and she laid her head back down, cuddling close. I could feel
the tension returning to her muscles and I wished I hadn’t said anything now. I
could feel her going back on the defensive and she was always on the defensive.
She may have loved her daddy, but I don’t think her daddy really knew how to
love her back, at least not by traditional standards. Not with all the shit he
put her through.
She came
from the epitome of a fucked-up broken home and the scars from that ran deep.
They were deeper than skin, deeper than blood and bone. These scars weren’t
something that could probably ever be fixed, but I didn’t care. I loved her for
who she was, damage and all, difficult as that sometimes made her.
At least,
with Mali, I would never, ever, be bored.
“No more
secrets, no more games,” she murmured. “Not between us.”
“No
games, no secrets,” I agreed immediately.
“I missed
there even being an ‘us’ so much,” she said and she shivered against me, the
same sort of shudder she gave when we were kids and she was fending off tears.
The same sort of shudder that always led someone to ask ‘are you all right?’
which of course led to Mali blowing up in their face in over-compensation to
prove that she was just fine.
I didn’t
fall for the trap, I just held her a little closer and smoothed my hand up and
down her sexy, toned thigh and said, “Yeah, me too. You have no idea how much.”
She
huffed a bit of an incredulous laugh and I smiled, too. If there were anyone on
the planet who knew or had any idea, yeah, it would be her. I didn’t know
exactly where to go from here. What to say, or if I should ask, and I didn’t
want to ruin this carefully cultivated calm. Seriously. We were safe here, even
though we couldn’t stay here forever, for obvious reasons. We had time, though.
Time before we had to make a move.
“Sleep,
for now, baby. We’ll deal with it tomorrow.”
“Pretty
sure it is tomorrow, and I like that.”
“Like
what?”
“That you
call me ‘baby’ so easy, like you’ve always said it.”
I
chuckled and kissed the crown of her head. If she only knew how many times I
struggled not to say it in the weeks and months leading up to her sudden
disappearance. Or how many hours I searched internet back alleys, how much time
I spent immersed in the dark web muttering over and over, ‘Where are you,
baby?’ into the dark.
Amalia
had been mine for a long, long, time. She just didn’t know it then, and I’d had
no way to tell her.
“You
really like it?” I asked, a little worried by her sudden silence. “You’re not
just saying that?”
She
pushed herself up, twisting to look down at me. Her lips echoing the movement
by twisting into a wry smile that warmed her eyes to a deep caramel.
“I love
it,” she whispered and brought her mouth down to mine for a lingering,
decadent, sweet kiss that had my dick stirring beneath the sheets all over
again. She didn’t hesitate to go exploring, wrapping sure but gentle fingers
around me; stroking me to life the rest of the way.
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In The Series

 

Melody Beswick thought she was
bringing herself and her thirteen month old son home to his father. It was her
last ditch effort to make a better life for her and her boy. One in which Noah
had a father to look up to and guide him. While she knew Grinder wasn’t perfect,
she believed in him, and love always found a way, right?
Melody never thought her dreams for herself and her son could twist into such
nightmares, and that it was so true, the old adage, that the road to hell is
paved with good intentions. She’s about to find out that another adage is true,
that sometimes it’s better the devil you know, when instead of finding Grinder,
it’s his cold and critical brother Archer at the end of her long drive that she
must contend with.

With no other options, and no place else to go, Melody is about to make a deal
with this devil that she can’t refuse. Who knew it could, quite possibly, be
the best decision she’s ever made?




http://getBook.at/B2B-SB1
Fate introduces people at both the right and the wrong times…
So it is for Maren on the absolute worst day imaginable. When all hope was gone, and she was whittled away to little more than tears and despair, up walks Nox, an unlikely hero to save the day. Maren is about to discover that sometimes the good guys wear black, and there are times that the lines between good and evil blur beyond recognition.
Nox is a bad man with a heart of gold, or so it seems. It also seems that Maren has captured that heart with her wide, tear filled brown eyes. Nox never saw himself going for jailbait before, but that’s just what Maren is, all woman trapped in a seventeen year old package. Still, what he wouldn’t do for her, including taking on the unlikely role of keeper to her unruly preteen brother.
 
This mess could end beautifully or in some serious time spent behind bars for Nox, but sometimes, it’s worth risking it all.
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Rush had always been the brother that was the most up for adventure. Then Grinder died and he realized that it was time to slow down. Fast-forward by a year and more and his older brother Archer had found Mel. Hell, his own twin was with a woman of his own! Rush is starting to get restless again, which was just perfect. Cue a string of anonymous hook-ups and one night stands. It was enough to feed the restlessness for a while, then an adventure of sorts came a callin’ by way of the VP’s estranged aunt and the President’s sister-in-law.
Her daughter was in need of some kind of white knight, which Rush could care less about, but the white knight routine did come with a pretty big perk. It would mean that he got to go back to a job that had, once upon a time, felt like a calling.
Of course, nothing was ever easy where Rush was concerned, especially when he actually set eyes on the damsel in distress. One, she wasn’t some paper princess, and two, she definitely didn’t want him around. After all, one-night hook-ups were supposed to be just that… one and done.
http://getBook.at/SB-3-BIA
 Reckless, dangerous, and out of control; these are the words most often applied to the SHMC’s brother Duracell. Which is why no one can understand what the deal is between him and Blue. Blue is none of those things; if anything he’s quiet, shy, and as mild-mannered as they come. There’s no balance between these two yet they are inexplicably a team. Then Blue gets a single look at Hayley, and it’s all it takes for him to know she’s their third.

Is Hayley the woman for them? A match for Blue sure, but strong enough to withstand the bizarre tempest of Cell’s personality? The two MC brothers have set their sights on the waitress and have been patiently feeling her out. Now it’s time to take the next step and see if she’s indeed able to date the both of them.

She’ll either bring balance to the boys, or Cell’s pull will knock them all off balance and send them crashing, burning them all out before anything can even fully ignite.

http://getBook.at/SB-4-BB

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A.J. Downey is a born and raised
Seattle, WA Native. She finds inspiration from her surroundings, through the
people she meets and likely as a byproduct of way too much caffeine.
 
She has lived many places and
done many things though mostly through her own imagination… An avid reader all
of her life it’s now her turn to try and give back a little, entertaining as
she has been entertained.
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“I’m wondering what to read next.” — Matilda, Roald Dahl

A Brother’s Secret by A.J. Downey #CoverReveal @MJsBookBlognR

 

Title: A Brother’s Secret
Series: The Sacred Brotherhood Book V
Author:  A.J. Downey
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: September 5, 2017
Cover designed by: Dar Albert from Wicked Smart Designs


Data has
always been the quiet brother on the fringes of the club. Always there when you
need him, but never quite fully engaged. That’s because he’s been harboring a
secret. Long before he joined the club, he had a friend who meant the world to
him; she disappeared, prompting Data to search for her… he’s been looking ever
since.




A
mysterious message appears on an internet forum:
Does anyone remember Amalia Rose?




Of course
he does, and he will stop at nothing to get her back. His secret is out, and
life is about to change for everyone in some surprising ways.



https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/36010193-a-brother-s-secret
http://getBook.at/SB-5-ABS

 

 

 

In The Series

 

Melody Beswick thought she was
bringing herself and her thirteen month old son home to his father. It was her
last ditch effort to make a better life for her and her boy. One in which Noah
had a father to look up to and guide him. While she knew Grinder wasn’t perfect,
she believed in him, and love always found a way, right?
Melody never thought her dreams for herself and her son could twist into such
nightmares, and that it was so true, the old adage, that the road to hell is
paved with good intentions. She’s about to find out that another adage is true,
that sometimes it’s better the devil you know, when instead of finding Grinder,
it’s his cold and critical brother Archer at the end of her long drive that she
must contend with.

With no other options, and no place else to go, Melody is about to make a deal
with this devil that she can’t refuse. Who knew it could, quite possibly, be
the best decision she’s ever made?




http://getBook.at/B2B-SB1
Fate introduces people at both the right and the wrong times…
So it is for Maren on the absolute worst day imaginable. When all hope was gone, and she was whittled away to little more than tears and despair, up walks Nox, an unlikely hero to save the day. Maren is about to discover that sometimes the good guys wear black, and there are times that the lines between good and evil blur beyond recognition.
Nox is a bad man with a heart of gold, or so it seems. It also seems that Maren has captured that heart with her wide, tear filled brown eyes. Nox never saw himself going for jailbait before, but that’s just what Maren is, all woman trapped in a seventeen year old package. Still, what he wouldn’t do for her, including taking on the unlikely role of keeper to her unruly preteen brother.
 
This mess could end beautifully or in some serious time spent behind bars for Nox, but sometimes, it’s worth risking it all.
http://getBook.at/HBK-SB2
Rush had always been the brother that was the most up for adventure. Then Grinder died and he realized that it was time to slow down. Fast-forward by a year and more and his older brother Archer had found Mel. Hell, his own twin was with a woman of his own! Rush is starting to get restless again, which was just perfect. Cue a string of anonymous hook-ups and one night stands. It was enough to feed the restlessness for a while, then an adventure of sorts came a callin’ by way of the VP’s estranged aunt and the President’s sister-in-law.
Her daughter was in need of some kind of white knight, which Rush could care less about, but the white knight routine did come with a pretty big perk. It would mean that he got to go back to a job that had, once upon a time, felt like a calling.
Of course, nothing was ever easy where Rush was concerned, especially when he actually set eyes on the damsel in distress. One, she wasn’t some paper princess, and two, she definitely didn’t want him around. After all, one-night hook-ups were supposed to be just that… one and done.
http://getBook.at/SB-3-BIA
 Reckless, dangerous, and out of control; these are the words most often applied to the SHMC’s brother Duracell. Which is why no one can understand what the deal is between him and Blue. Blue is none of those things; if anything he’s quiet, shy, and as mild-mannered as they come. There’s no balance between these two yet they are inexplicably a team. Then Blue gets a single look at Hayley, and it’s all it takes for him to know she’s their third.

Is Hayley the woman for them? A match for Blue sure, but strong enough to withstand the bizarre tempest of Cell’s personality? The two MC brothers have set their sights on the waitress and have been patiently feeling her out. Now it’s time to take the next step and see if she’s indeed able to date the both of them.

She’ll either bring balance to the boys, or Cell’s pull will knock them all off balance and send them crashing, burning them all out before anything can even fully ignite.

http://getBook.at/SB-4-BB

Check out the Sacred Hearts MC from the very beginning…
Kobo   Smashwords    B&N   iTunes
 
A.J. Downey is a born and raised
Seattle, WA Native. She finds inspiration from her surroundings, through the
people she meets and likely as a byproduct of way too much caffeine.
 
She has lived many places and
done many things though mostly through her own imagination… An avid reader all
of her life it’s now her turn to try and give back a little, entertaining as
she has been entertained.
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WOLF by A.E. Fisher #BookRelease @AEFisher_Books @IndieSagePR

WOLF

by A.E. Fisher
Black Angels #2
Publication Date: July 7, 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance, MC Romance, Biker Romance, Standalone

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Three years, we’d been playing our little game. Pretending I was too quick to be caught and he was too slow to catch me. Pretending the tension between us wasn’t there. Pretending I wasn’t interested. He was a stubborn, misogynistic bastard.

And he fit me perfectly.

The only problem was that a man like Wolf wanted everything. Everything I didn’t want to give. We both had our past—pasts we weren’t ready to face, commitments we weren’t ready to make.

But we didn’t get to make that decision, because our pasts were alive, and when they came for us, I found that there was only one thing left for me to do.

It was time for me to face the wolf.

WOLF

From the second she strutted into my club, put a knife to my balls, and demanded I make her my lawyer, she got more than just a job. She got my balls handed to her on a silver platter. Because I knew I had to have her.

But shadows hung between us, and whenever I took one step closer, she took one step back. She was my prey, but every time I had her in my claws, she slipped out just in time, and I pretended it wasn’t my mistake.

But I was done letting her escape. My past taught me to protect what’s mine, and when shadows surfaced, threatening to destroy not just my club and principles but everything between us, I knew the game was over.
She was mine.

And it was about time I showed her.

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ABOUT A.E. FISHER

Writing books had been a big part of my life for many years; whether it was writing in secret notebooks during class, writing amateur novels or posting stories online, I surrounded myself with it.

Of course, it has its up and downs, but I’ve never once thought that writing wasn’t for me.

Because of that, I can share the worlds I discover in my head with the outside world, and although that might sound crazy to some, it’s fine by me. So long as I can do what I love, I’m happy.

And every person who’s happy as a result of my writing is a bonus for which, I’m forever grateful for.

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Her Thin Blue Lifeline by A.J. Downey #ReleaseBlast #MCRomance @MJsBookBlognR

Title: Her Thin Blue Lifeline
Series: Indigo Knights MC Book I
Author:  A.J. Downey
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: June 28, 2017

Cover Model: Julio Elving

Photographer: FuriousFotog

Cover designed by: Dar Albert from Wicked Smart Designs
Chrissy
Franco has every reason to take one hell of a victory lap around the courtroom.
She’s just defended her client to the best of her ability and what’s more? Her
client was actually innocent. Oh, she’d killed her husband, baseball legend
Skip Maguire, alright; but he’d been about to hit a homerun with Miranda’s
head.
 
His rabid
fan base doesn’t agree with the verdict, and they’ve set their sights on
Chrissy as the one to blame. One of them is about to set into motion a
dangerous game when he publishes poor Chrissy’s address online…
 
Enter
Tony McCormick, a detective with the right kind of attitude and Chrissy’s sort
of ex-boyfriend. When he’s called to Chrissy’s apartment, he’s prepared for the
worst. He’s a homicide detective after all. When he arrives, it seems that
someone might have forgotten to check to see if Chrissy was still alive… now
it’s everything he can do to find the man who did this and the other behind it
all before it’s really too late.
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“Homicide.”


“Yeah, Tony, got a couple of fresh ones at two-two-one-six,
east 53rd; apartment two-oh-six. You’re up.”

I finished scribbling the address he’d given me on a legal
pad in front of me saying, “I think this damn city has had enough with the
baseball references, Captain.”
“Yeah, whatever, get your ass over there, this city has had
enough with the homicides lately, too.”
“You ain’t lying; I’m on it.”
I tossed the receiver back onto its cradle with a clatter. I
sat up from where I’d been hunched over my desk and rubbed the back of my neck,
giving myself at least enough time to indulge in a stretch before getting up. I
picked up the pad of paper, my eyes roving over the address as it tickled the
back of my brain.
I knew it, but couldn’t place it. Something about all those
twos and sixes was just niggling at me in the worst way but I figured I’d see
it soon enough. I needed to get over there before the bodies got cold. Before
the medical examiner got any kind of time with them. It helped to see the scene
before anything was touched or moved.
I got up and hauled ass, heading down to the garage and my
assigned cruiser. It was a short drive from the 12th precinct to the
apartment’s address and there was plenty of parking in among the black and
whites with their party lights that were already there. Hell, the coroner’s van
wasn’t even here yet. Just a couple of uniformed units. Lucky me. I double
parked and then it clicked… this was Chrissy’s place. She was a lawyer, a
defense attorney that I’d taken out a couple of times. We were like ships
passing in the night schedule wise, and after the fourth interrupted date, we
had pretty much come to the conclusion that it was nice, but it wasn’t going to
happen.
That’d been over three years ago, pushing four; I’d always
sort of wondered if our paths would cross again. I never imagined it might be
on a homicide call in her building, that is, if she still even lived here. Who
was I kidding? I knew, deep in my gut from the minute I’d pulled up it was the
feisty lawyer’s apartment I was headed to.
“Well you can definitely say there were signs of forced
entry, huh detective?” a uniform, Johns by the nametag on his chest, said as I
stepped carefully over the shattered debris that’d been Chrissy Franco’s
doorframe and lock.
“Jesus Christ,” I muttered taking in the raw scene.
There was a blonde, draped back over the arm of the couch, a
movie-perfect shot through her fuckin’ forehead, right between the eyes. I
walked carefully up to the second body and leaned down over my knees.
“Yeah, that’s Chrissy Franco, alright,” I said, heart heavy
in the center of my chest. Regret weighed me down like a thousand pound boulder
in the center of my chest. She was beautiful, even like this, body cooling on
the floor. If ever there had been one that’d got away, it was Chrissy. I’d
thought about her a lot in the intervening years since I’d last seen her. I’d
even caught myself lingering in the corridors of the courthouse on the
occasions I’d had to be there. Hoping to run into her, hoping to rekindle
things; that she might happen to be single, maybe willing to give it a shot
again… This was a-fucking-shame, and I was gutted that it had to be me to catch
the call.
Damnit.
I pulled on a pair of gloves and went to trace some of her
long dark hair away from the side of her face so I could get a better look at
her when she gasped.
I nearly shot through the fuckin’ roof.
“Call a bus!” I screamed and knelt down amid the broken glass
and spilled wine, the sweet smell of alcohol and coppery tang of blood singeing
my nose even as hope filled me up like a helium goddamn balloon.
“H-he-help me,” she stammered out and I took her hand.
“Ambulance is on the way, just hang on, baby.”
“Tony?”
“Yeah, yeah, you remember me?”
“It hurts!” her tone was mournful, pain filled, and I
deflated a little on the inside, but I wasn’t willing to show it. Confidence,
surety, that’s what she needed right now.
Shit. Both of those things were the last things I was feeling
right now. I wasn’t used to live victims, especially not ones I’d had the
occasional date with. I couldn’t fucking help her except to wait for paramedics
and I hated it. I glared at the uniform who was spewing panicked words into the
mic at his shoulder.
“Didn’t you check to see if she was a-fuckin’-live!?” I
demanded, needing to direct my helpless anger somewhere.
“I mean, who gives a shit, man? I didn’t know! Just look at
her!” he shouted and I swore I was gonna have a quiet conversation with him and
his CO later, whether or not she lived or died. That shit wasn’t right. You
didn’t get to pick the vic. I strapped down my incendiary rage at the comment
and stroked her hand, giving my attention to the wounded woman on the floor,
the person that needed it most.
“Hang on, Chrissy, we’re gonna get you some help.” She
squeezed my hand and I could swear my heart squeezed down with it, a tight ball
of sympathy for her pain.
Nobody deserved this shit. To have someone break down your
door; shoot you up, and for what? I thought about it. About the uproar over the
Maguire case, it was the likeliest conclusion based on what I knew so far…
Because you did your job?
“Just hang on for me, baby. Stay with me…”
Rattled didn’t even begin to cover how I felt about this one.

 

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Also by A.J. Downey
Check out A.J. Downey’s website for purchase links
The Sacred Hearts MC series
The Virtues Trilogy
(A Sacred Hearts MC spin off)
The Moon Forged Trilogy
(A Paranormal Romance trilogy co-written with Ryan Kells)
The Sacred Brotherhood
The Sacred Hearts MC continued
 Anthology

 

If you enjoy hot, tattooed bikers and the women they love, you’ll want this anthology on your reading list. Some of your favorite MC authors have teamed up and now these bad boy bikers are helping to raise money for End Rape On Campus.

 

A.J. Downey is a born and raised
Seattle, WA Native. She finds inspiration from her surroundings, through the
people she meets and likely as a byproduct of way too much caffeine.
 
She has lived many places and
done many things though mostly through her own imagination… An avid reader all
of her life it’s now her turn to try and give back a little, entertaining as
she has been entertained.
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Surviving Hell: Jake’s Story by Annalise Blaze #ReleaseBlitz @annalise_blaze

Forever Valentine PR and More proudly presents the release blitz of Surviving Hell: Jake’s Story by Annalise Blaze!
Title: Surviving Hell: Jake’s Story
Author: Annalise Blaze
Release Date: Jun 26 2017
Photographer: Cassy Roop of Pink Ink Designs & Bec Ski Photography
Cover Designer: Leigh Stone at Irish Ink
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Synopsis

Young and arrogant, jaded by love- Jake Monroe is focused on one thing, his military career. Until a young recruit catches his eye. 
 
Mel’s pull is like magic, drawing him in. He shouldn’t want her. She’s too good for him, but he can’t stay away.
 
Returning to a war zone, one letter changes their course. Destroying what Jake thought could have been his forever. But fate draws them together again.
 
Can Jake survive hell and win back his girl? One thing is for sure, he’ll go through hell and back trying.
 

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Annalise Blaze writes romance novels with relatable and troubled characters. Her debut novel, Starting Over; A Winters Novel, is based around a divorced 40 something woman and a 30 something younger man. Annalise likes to write about real world experiences that she can layer into her characters.

 

 

 

Annalise started writing in 2001, but never put any of her work out there for the public, choosing to set aside her writing to devote to family until 2014. When Annalise isn’t writing she can be found reading any number of books. Her debut novel was finally made available in April 2015.

 

 

 

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Between Brothers by A.J. Downey #ReleaseBlast @MJsBookBlognR

Title: Between Brothers
Series: The Sacred Brotherhood Book IV
Author: A.J. Downey
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: May 9, 2017
Cover designed by: Dar Albert from Wicked Smart Designs
Reckless, dangerous, and out of control; these are the words most often applied to the SHMC’s brother Duracell. Which is why no one can understand what the deal is between him and Blue. Blue is none of those things; if anything he’s quiet, shy, and as mild-mannered as they come. There’s no balance between these two yet they are inexplicably a team. Then Blue gets a single look at Hayley, and it’s all it takes for him to know she’s their third.

Is Hayley the woman for them? A match for Blue sure, but strong enough to withstand the bizarre tempest of Cell’s personality? The two MC brothers have set their sights on the waitress and have been patiently feeling her out. Now it’s time to take the next step and see if she’s indeed able to date the both of them.

She’ll either bring balance to the boys, or Cell’s pull will knock them all off balance and send them crashing, burning them all out before anything can even fully ignite 

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/34873658-between-brothers

 

Hayley was asleep, her back rising and falling gently in the
morning light. Cell was awake on the other side of her, looking at her, the
calculation back on his face and I was nervous. It was like he was on the fence
and I was waiting for a final decision. Did he like it enough last night to
want to keep her, or was he of the opinion to throw her back, like some fish
he’d caught that wasn’t satisfying enough?
“She’s got a pussy with a GI-Joe Kung-Fu grip,” he muttered
and I tried not to laugh. She was laying on me, and laughing would wake her.
Shit! I lost the battle and she stirred.
“Morning,” Cell grated and Hayley inhaled sharply.
She cuddled into my side a little more and I felt her lips
curl into a smile against my skin. She kissed my chest and looked up looking
like the cat who’d gotten the cream and said, “Good morning.” I could tell that
Cell was pleased with Hayley and wanted to do more with her by what he said
next.
“Look at you shattering all those inhibitions.” He even
sounded complimentary.
I smiled to myself, the happiest I’d been for a while, and
hugged Hayley against me, pleased when Cell grinned and nipped her shoulder
before springing up into a sitting position. He scooted to the end of the bed
and stood up. Lean muscles stretched and showed off to spectacular effect,
leaving Hayley and me both staring with admiration. Cell had a great body, and
one that he didn’t have to particularly work for outside of our day job.
“You both want we should go again right now?” he asked and
Hayley blushed, but didn’t look away.
“I’m starving,” she said and Cell gave a crooked grin.
“Well, get dressed. Sunday breakfast is probably still going
on out there and we can spend the day together. Maybe go for a ride or
something.”
“My bike is back at Hayley’s,” I said.
“Shit, yeah, I saw her cage out there when I came in last
night.”
“That’s okay,” Hayley piped up. “I mean, we can go get it. I
can dress warmer…”
“Yeah?” Cell asked, making sure.
“Yeah.”
He nodded and smiled, “Alright then.”
We got dressed, and Hayley looked beautiful with her hair
tousled by sleep and sex. I handed her a comb after running it through my own
short hair and apologized that I didn’t have anything better. She smiled and
laughed slightly.
“Its fine,” she said and went to her down jacket, getting her
hairclip out of her pocket. She stood in front of the dresser mirror and combed
through her long hair patiently, before gathering it into a ponytail. I watched
her, fixated, the way her sweatshirt hung artfully off one shoulder, the way she
swept up her hair, the elegant line of her neck revealed…
We’d shared something last night. Something deep and personal
and I cherished it. I cherished her. I never wanted to let her go. I knew what
this was. I’d felt it once before and I looked at Cell, the only other person
I’d felt it for. He lifted one side of his mouth in a sardonic smile and shook
his head at me. He knew. He knew, too, but he also was letting me have this.
Gratitude swamped me and I felt the urge to go to him and kiss
him. I’d had that urge a time or two in the past when it’d come to him. Only
tried the one time, the first time, and had had my ass beat for the trouble.
Instead, I pulled the treasure that was Hayley into my arms. She looked up at
me and smiled, a light of happiness in her eyes.
I bent and kissed her, putting everything into it that I was
feeling at that moment, pleased that I completely stole her breath away.
I raised up so that I could see her face, and her eyes were
closed, her body relaxed, and her expression one of concentration. As if she
were committing the feel of my lips, this moment, to memory.
She was so the right girl…
“Hey, no way I can top that… I’ll get mine later.” Cell said,
holding up his hands when Hayley turned to him. She smiled, and picked up her
shoes, going to the bed to sit on its edge to put them on.
I looked at Cell and he gave me a still look back. He wasn’t
in the mood for contact that wasn’t on his terms today. I could respect that.
Hayley, I worried, wouldn’t understand it. So, we had to work together to
strike a balance, for now…
Cell pulled his shirt over his head and down over his belt
line and sat down to pull on his boots. I pulled on mine and we were just about
out of here. I held out Hayley’s coat for her and she shrugged into it. I
looped her scarf around her neck and pulled her in pecking her on the nose and
she laughed.
“Come on you two, I believe the lady mentioned she was
starving and I’m not far behind her.” Cell tossed me my jacket and cut, his
already on, and opened up my door, ushering us out into the hall with a wave of
his hand. Hayley paused before going through and reached out, laying a hand
along Cell’s face. He flinched slightly, but she didn’t take notice. I saw it
though, a slight movement, a tightening of the muscles around his eyes, his jaw
clenching slightly.
“Thank you,” she murmured and he smiled, all charm and turned
his face, pressing his mouth to the center of her palm and giving it a quick
peck.
“No problem,” he said and Hayley stepped past him the rest of
the way. I gave him a nod and he gave one back and we went to breakfast. He
even sucked it up and held her other hand as we walked from the barracks to the
back door of the club.
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Melody Beswick thought she was
bringing herself and her thirteen month old son home to his father. It was her
last ditch effort to make a better life for her and her boy. One in which Noah
had a father to look up to and guide him. While she knew Grinder wasn’t perfect,
she believed in him, and love always found a way, right?Melody never thought her dreams for herself and her son could twist into such
nightmares, and that it was so true, the old adage, that the road to hell is
paved with good intentions. She’s about to find out that another adage is true,
that sometimes it’s better the devil you know, when instead of finding Grinder,
it’s his cold and critical brother Archer at the end of her long drive that she
must contend with.

With no other options, and no place else to go, Melody is about to make a deal
with this devil that she can’t refuse. Who knew it could, quite possibly, be
the best decision she’s ever made?

 

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Fate introduces people at both the right and the wrong times…
So it is for Maren on the absolute worst day imaginable. When all hope was gone, and she was whittled away to little more than tears and despair, up walks Nox, an unlikely hero to save the day. Maren is about to discover that sometimes the good guys wear black, and there are times that the lines between good and evil blur beyond recognition.
Nox is a bad man with a heart of gold, or so it seems. It also seems that Maren has captured that heart with her wide, tear filled brown eyes. Nox never saw himself going for jailbait before, but that’s just what Maren is, all woman trapped in a seventeen year old package. Still, what he wouldn’t do for her, including taking on the unlikely role of keeper to her unruly preteen brother.
This mess could end beautifully or in some serious time spent behind bars for Nox, but sometimes, it’s worth risking it all.
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Rush had always been the brother that was the most up for adventure. Then Grinder died and he realized that it was time to slow down. Fast-forward by a year and more and his older brother Archer had found Mel. Hell, his own twin was with a woman of his own! Rush is starting to get restless again, which was just perfect. Cue a string of anonymous hook-ups and one night stands. It was enough to feed the restlessness for a while, then an adventure of sorts came a callin’ by way of the VP’s estranged aunt and the President’s sister-in-law.
Her daughter was in need of some kind of white knight, which Rush could care less about, but the white knight routine did come with a pretty big perk. It would mean that he got to go back to a job that had, once upon a time, felt like a calling.
Of course, nothing was ever easy where Rush was concerned, especially when he actually set eyes on the damsel in distress. One, she wasn’t some paper princess, and two, she definitely didn’t want him around. After all, one-night hook-ups were supposed to be just that… one and done.
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