Flying is her dream, a limitless sky is her destiny and a seer is her partner. The future is going to blow. Ikari has enjoyed life on the family farm until a neighbour turns her in for being a talent, from that point on, things spiral rapidly beyond her control. She is put in a restrictor suit, shipped off world and sent to Teklan base to try to remove the suit without killing her. Ikari has an assignment as the courier on Dorali, and her new partner is waiting. Khivon has known his flier was coming to him for over a year, but when she shows up and her eyes spark memories of far-off nebulas, he feels his instincts taking over when his logic should have been holding fast. Views: 69
I’ve wanted her since the moment we met. The girl whose boyfriend I beat the crap out of when I caught him cheating on her. The girl who coldly rejected me when I admitted my feelings to her. The girl who I've never been able to stop thinking about even though I haven’t spoken to her in eight years. Amber, my stepsister. My first and only love. When I found out that her boyfriend was deep in debt to a local crime group known as the Sanchez family, I asked my best friend John to make sure they didn’t run into trouble while in town. Of course, I asked him to watch her, not accidentally bump into her on the street and develop a crush on her. But he managed to come up with an arrangement that would satisfy both of our desires. When a series of events leads to Amber hiding in our shared house, it doesn’t take long for John to convince her to agree to the proposition. Just as I start to get everything I ever dreamed of, the Sanchez family storms into my dominion to take it away. To take her away. But they’ll have to put John and I in the ground to get to her. Dominion is a full-length romance novel with no cheating and a happy ending. Dominion is part of a series set in the same world, but can be read and enjoyed as a standalone.** Views: 69
Casey Olson has always known he was destined to be a Navy SEAL, and the best day of his life was when he was accepted into training. The worst day was when a snapping bone ended his dream.After three combat tours in five years, Logan Carter left the Marines and self-destructed. Now he’s sober and, thanks to a forgiving ex with friends in high places, has a promising job as a civilian contractor. All he has to do is stay on the rails and out of a bottle, even when his demons won’t leave him alone.Logan likes his job, and he really likes the gorgeous man at the next desk. Casey tries not to check Logan out, but who is he kidding? From the start, despite their best efforts, neither man can resist the other. Sizzling chemistry leads to sex so hot they can both almost forget why they’re stuck in this office to begin with.It would be perfect, except Logan can’t stop reliving wars he’ll never forget and Casey can’t stop grieving the SEAL he’ll never be. And they’ll never have a future together until they can make peace with their pasts. Views: 69
Swept off her feet to a far off place, Sadie is happy to give herself over to Malcolm's pleasure--and the pleasure he gives her in return is more than enough. But it isn't long before the real world intrudes on their happiness, and Sadie is in for a shock when she learns just why Malcolm revels in his eccentricity... and discovers the darker side of his whimsy.His Inspiration is a 16,000 word novelette. Part three of five in The Billionaire's Muse series.EXCERPT:Smears of color covered my skin, making me look like I'd rolled in a Jackson Pollack painting. Malcolm sat in one of the leatherbound swiveling chairs, watching me. “You are startling,” he said when I finally stood before him, completely nude except for his own markings.“Thank you,” I said.“Don't speak.”I licked my lips.“Lie down on the floor,” he commanded.I glanced down dubiously at the fine carpet. Wouldn't the paint ruin it? But hey, I wasn't a freaking billionaire, what did I care? I did as he bade, stretching out, my arms above my head, my toes pointed towards him.“Open your legs,” he said. Then he reached down and opened a bag I hadn't seen there, withdrawing a familiar-looking tin. A box full of charcoal sticks.“Where'd you get that?” I said.“What did I say about speaking?” he asked me.I clammed up.“Spread your legs,” he commanded again.God. I'd never known how much I liked to hear a man talk dirty to me. My breathing picked up as I let my thighs fall open, exposing my inner flesh to his gaze.“Yes,” he murmured. “Like that.” And he left his chair and knelt down between my legs as he opened the tin of charcoal.I wanted to ask what he was going to do. I didn't think he'd be so amateur as to stick charcoal inside me, but you never knew with some people.He didn't though. Instead, he took one stick of charcoal out and held it lightly, poised to draw on my skin. Tilting his head to one side, he took me in.“You aren't finished yet,” he said, more to himself than to me. “But how will I know when enough is enough?”I could have told him that sometimes you never do, but then he lowered the charcoal to my belly and began to write. Views: 69
In order to save the king, the Duke of Dinnisfree needs an ally who he intends to keep at a distance. But Miss Arabella Carthright upends his world and entices him. Suddenly he’s in danger of compromising his assignment and losing his heart. Arabella counts only on herself until desperation drives her to aid the duke who earns her trust. But when his true assignment becomes clear, she realizes th Views: 69
For readers of The Goldfinch and classic le Carré, a propulsive tale of espionage, betrayal, loyalty, and love—during the time of the Troubles in Northern Ireland. Marty Ransom, son of the Captain and heir to a hilltop estate near Waterford in independent Ireland, lives a comfortable, boring life with his tennis-playing, Anglican wife, Sugar, and a job in the Department of External Affairs. Among their closest friends are an Anglo-Irish couple, a banker who was Sugar's childhood flame and his alluring diplomat wife, Alison. But Marty is a man divided. While his father fought with the British Army and found respectability in marriage, Marty's closest childhood friend was his cousin Iggy, the rebel son of a working-class Irish patriot whose gift for tinkering with radio parts has grown into a bomb maker's skill. When Marty is lured into keeping tabs on the growing IRA activities in support of the Catholic North, he finds himself walking a tightrope... Views: 69
