A Hot FREE Read From Bianca Sommerland!!!

Learn to play the game.

Knights of Ice and Masters in the bedroom, The Dartmouth Cobras struggle to save their franchise while losing their hearts to the only women who can handle how hard and fast they live. Between corrupt owners, pressure from fans and the media, and desires beyond the norm, they have to fight to make their mark as a hockey team. All the men share a common goal. Giving their all on the ice. And in love.

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The Dartmouth Cobras Series
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GAME MISCONDUCT (The Dartmouth Cobras #1)

The game has always cast a shadow over Oriana Delgado’s life. She should hate the game. But she doesn’t. The passion and the energy of the sport is part of her. But so is the urge to drop the role of the Dartmouth Cobra owner’s ‘good daughter’ and find a less…conventional one.

Playmaker, Max Perron, never expected a woman to accept him and his twisted desires. Oriana came close, but he wasn’t surprised when she walked away. A girl like her needs normal. Which he can’t give her. He’s too much of a team player, and not just on the ice.

But then Oriana’s father goes too far in trying to control her and she decides to use exposure as blackmail. Just the implication of her spending the night with the Cobra’s finest should get her father to back off.

Turns out a team player is exactly what she needs.

This ebook contains material not suitable for readers under 18. In also contains scenes that some may find objectionable, including BDSM, ménage sex, bondage, anal sex, sex toys, double penetration, voyeurism, edge play, and hockey equipment being used inappropriately.

DEFENSIVE ZONE (The Dartmouth Cobras #2)

Silver Delgado has gained control of The Dartmouth Cobras—and lost control of her life.

Hockey might be the family business, but it’s never interested Silver. Until her father’s health decline thrusts responsibility for the team he owns straight into her hands. Now she has to find a way to get the team more fans, and establish herself as the new owner. Which means standing up to Dean Richter, the general manager and the advisor her father has forced on her. The fact that their ‘business relationship’ started with her over his lap at his BDSM club shouldn’t be too much of a problem. Their hot one night stand meant nothing! But how can she earn his respect when he sees her as submissive? Can they separate work and the lifestyle she’s curious to explore?

Balancing her new life away from Hollywood, living among people who see her as the selfish Delgado princess, has her feeling lost and alone until Landon Bower, the Cobras new Goalie slips into her life and becomes her best—and only—friend. The time they spend together makes everything else bearable, but before long his eyes meet hers with more than friendship, reflecting what she feels. Which could ruin everything.

Two Dominant men who see past her pretty mask and the shallow image she portrayed to the flashing cameras. A gentle attack from both sides that she can’t hope to block unless she learns how to play.

But she’s getting the hang of the game.

BREAKAWAY (The Dartmouth Cobras #3)

Against some attacks, the only hope is to come out and meet the play.

Last year, Jami Richter had no plans, no goals, no future. But that’s all changed. First step, make up for putting her father through hell by supporting the hockey team he manages and becoming an Ice Girl. But a photo shoot puts her right in the arms of Sebastian Ramos, a Dartmouth Cobra defenseman with a reputation for getting any woman—or, as the rumours imply, man—he desires. And the powerful dominant wants her…and Luke. Getting involved in Seb’s lifestyle gives her a new understanding of the game and the bonds between players. But can she handle being caught between two men who want her, while struggling with their attraction to one another?

Luke Carter’s life is about as messed up as his scarred face. His mother is sick. His girlfriend dumps him. When he goes to his favorite BDSM club to blow off some steam, his Dom status is turned upside down when a therapeutic beating puts him in a good place. He flatly denies being submissive–or, even worse, being attracted to another man. He wants Jami but can’t have her without getting involved with Sebastian. Can he overcome his own prejudices long enough to admit he wants them both?

Caught between Luke and Jami, Sebastian Ramos does everything in his power to fulfill their needs. His two new submissives willingly share their bodies, but not their secrets. When his own past comes back to haunt him, the fragile foundation of their relationship is ripped apart. As he works to salvage the damage done by doubt and insecurity, he discovers that Jami is hiding something dangerous. But it may already be too late.

This ebook contains material not suitable for readers under 18. It also contains scenes that some may find objectionable, including hockey violence, BDSM, ménage sex, bondage, anal sex, sex toys, multiple partners, woman love, and man love including, but not limited to an erotic shower scene. Readers are advised not to attempt reenacting the scene while reading.

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  Bianca Sommerland

Bianca Sommerland, author of the award winning Dartmouth Cobras series, was born and raised in Montreal, Quebec. After hitting the USA TODAY Bestsellers list, and being invited to teach several classes on writing in the sports and BDSM genre, she retreated to her writing cave and can still be found there, doing what she’s always done. Which is writing whatever the characters tell her to.

When not reading neurotically or writing as though the fate of the world rests on her keyboard, she is either watching hockey or teaching her daughters the beauty of a classic, steel pony while reminiscing about her days in Auto Body Mechanics. Her dream is to one day own enough land to park a few junkers on so she can work on restorations in her spare time. She also wants a pony. And while we’re sharing her wishlist, owning a tank is somewhere around number 5. Not that she would use it unless there’s a zombie apocalypse, but she does like to be prepared.

Her time is balanced with utmost care between ‘normal’ family life, and being lured into the fictional realm where her characters reside. For the most part, she succeeds.

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Love Free Books? Heat Up Your Summer With Ivan’s Captive Submissive by Ann Mayburn

Ivan’s Captive Submissive
Submissive’s Wish Book 1
Ann Mayburn


Summer Blurb

When Gia Lopez signs up for the Submissive’s Wish Charity Auction she has no idea that she’s about to be bought by a Russian Dom who will do anything to make her fantasies come true. Including staging an elaborate kidnapping that Gia believes is real. Ivan is instantly drawn to Gia and he wants to be the best Master she’s ever had. As he spends time with Gia he begins to have intense feelings for the strong, independent, and sexy American woman. He’s only won a week of her service but wishes to keep her forever.

Unaware of Ivan’s true feelings, Gia fights her growing emotional attachment to him. All she wants is to settle down with a nice Dom in the United States, continue her career, and live a normal life. However, Ivan sets a plan into motion that will push Gia to all of her limits and take her on a global journey of self-discovery, extreme pleasure, and love.

Warning: Contains Erotic Spanking, Subspace, f/f situations, a devastatingly sexy Dom who knows what he wants, and a submissive who just might be ready to give him what he needs.

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Ann Mayburn writes some of the hottest, sexiest BDSM books out there and this one is no exception.

The Submissive’s Wish Charity Auction is such that qualified Doms from around the world can bid on a submissive to have at their beck and call for a week while fulfilling their fantasies/needs.

Gia is one of the submissives selected for the Auction out of many that apply. If she is selected the proceeds from her “sale” go to her favorite charity, in Gia’s case the Animal shelter she volunteers for.

In this book we meet Ivan and Dimitri. While Ivan is the focus, Dimitri also plays a role. Ivan decides to indulge, by diving right into one of Gia’s fantasies, role-playing in a captive scenario. Thinking that just by repeatedly asking for her safe word she would understand it was the beginning of a scene.

This is a favorite conversation between Ivan and Dimitri.

Ivan Ershov debated if he should wake the sleeping woman in his arms as they neared the hunting lodge where he was staying with a few of his Russian friends and other members of the European delegation. They were nearing the end of their tour of various US clubs, and as the grand finale, they’d attended the infamous Submissives Wish Auction where Ivan found his Gia. They memory of her standing on the stage near him, trembling with fear, made him smile. The moment he looked into her big, expressive brown eyes he knew he had to have this woman. And so far she’d exceeded his highest expectations.

She snuggled closer against him, her brow drawn down in distress as something troubled her in her sleep.

He leaned closer and placed his lips against her smooth forehead. “Shhhh, easy moya sladkaya.”

With a soft sigh she relaxed back into a deeper sleep. He studied her features, marveling at the exotic blend of people that had made such a stunning creature. She looked almost Indian, but she had the slightly almond shaped eyes of her mother’s Syrian people and a golden undertone to her darkly tanned skin. Normally he liked big breasts on a woman, but Gia’s small mounds fit his hands perfectly, like she’d been made for him. And she was so expressive, wearing her emotions for everyone to see, or she was a fantastic actress.

While he enjoyed role-playing, he’d found it difficult to find a submissive who could fully commit herself to a role like Gia did. If they hadn’t had more than two conversations reminding her about her safeword, and she hadn’t responded so well, he’d almost believe she truly thought herself a captive. Such dedication to her role inspired him, and while she slept, he had Dimitri call ahead to the lodge and arrange a few surprises for his captive submissive. 

Dimitri’s deep voice cut through Ivan’s obsessive examination of his new girl. He kept his voice low, but spoke in Russian. “You like this woman, don’t you?”

Bemused at the slightly jealous tone in Dimitri’s voice, he looked up and shifted his hand so it gripped her firm ass in a possessive manner. “Yes.”

Swearing, Dimitri twirled the black ski mask on his finger. He was a handsome man in a stern way, around ten years older than Ivan with silver flecking his coal black hair and a goatee. “Damn. She’d look lovely serving under high protocol. How much do you want for her?”

Laughing softly, Ivan stroked his knuckles over Gia’s cheek.
“No, all her training will be done by me. If you wanted her you should have bid on her at the auction.”

Dimitri shrugged. “I thought she sounded too high maintenance for me, but I had no idea she would submit so beautifully.”

Ivan shrugged. “Your loss, my gain.”
Mayburn, Ann. Ivan’s Captive Submissive (Submissive’s Wish Book 1) (pp. 53-55). Fated Desires Publishing, LLC. Kindle Edition.

Unfortunately Gia really thinks she is being kidnapped and that leads to all sorts of problems.

A page turner that will melt your kindle. As every page gets hotter and hotter as we progress from the US to Moscow.

5 Contented Purrs for Ann!


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ann-mayburn-new    Ann Mayburn

With over forty published books, Ann is Queen of the Castle to her husband and three sons in the mountains of West Virginia. In her past lives she’s been an Import Broker, a Communications Specialist, a US Navy Civilian Contractor, a Bartender/Waitress, and an actor at the Michigan Renaissance Festival. She also spent a summer touring with the Grateful Dead-though she will deny to her children that it ever happened.

From a young age Ann has had a love affair with books would read everything she could get her hands on. As Ann grew older, and her hormones kicked in, she discovered bodice ripping Fabio-esque romance novels. They were great at first, but she soon grew tired of the endless stories with a big wonderful emotional buildup to really short and crappy sex. Never a big fan of purple prose, throbbing spears of fleshy pleasure and wet honey pots make her giggle, she sought out books that gave the sex scenes in the story just as much detail and plot as everything else-without using cringe worthy euphemisms. This led her to the wonderful world of Erotic Romance, and she’s never looked back.

Now Ann spends her days trying to tune out cartoons playing in the background to get into her ‘sexy space’ and has accepted that her Muse has a severe case of ADD.

Ann loves to talk with her fans, as long as they realize she’s weird, and that sarcasm doesn’t translate well via text.

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A New 1001 Nights – Eyes On You: A Blasphemy Novella By Laura Kaye

1001 Dark Nights: Eyes On You
A Blasphemy Novella
Laura Kaye


She wants to explore her true desires, and he wants to watch…

When a sexy stranger asks Wolf Henrikson to rescue her from a bad date, he never expected to want the woman for himself. But their playful conversation turns into a scorching one-night stand that reveals the shy beauty gets off on the idea of being seen, even if she’s a little scared of it, too. And Wolf loves to watch.

In the wake of discovering her fiancé’s infidelity, florist Olivia Foster never expected to find someone who not only understood her wildest, darkest fantasies, but would bring them to life. As Wolf introduces her to his world at the play club, Blasphemy, Liv finds herself tempted to explore submission and exhibitionism with the hard-bodied Dom even as she’s scared to trust again.

But Wolf is a master of getting what he wants—and he’s got his eyes set on her…


Laura’s Blasphemy series is fast becoming an all time favorite; and with twelve Masters to find the perfect submissive for I know these books will be coming for awhile.

This book opens with the date from hell and I do mean hell. From the moment they are in the restaurant Olivia is looking for an escape route. Unfortunately her go to friend isn’t available. Resigned to play out the date she bumps into the guy she had been eyeing at the bar earlier. He manages to get her story of the jerk at the bar and offers her an escape with him should she need it.

This is a favorite scene

It was quite possible that Liv had never been so turned on in her life. She had no idea how she’d peeled herself off that wall, because she wanted nothing more than to stay there. The brightest green eyes she’d ever seen staring at her. Pinning her. Looking like they quite possibly wanted to devour her.

Wolf. It was a crazy name, but holy wow, did it seem to fit. Because something about the way he looked at her made her feel like he was the hunter and she was the prey.

Actually, she was the one who must be crazy. Because that feeling should’ve scared her. Instead, it gave her post-disastrous-date plans that involved her rabbit and her favorite porn scene about a woman who gets taken by a stranger on a subway while everyone around them watches. And there was more than a little likelihood that Liv would be imagining Wolf as the seducer—and her as the seduced—while she watched.

Hating her urge to be nice even when people didn’t deserve it, she slid back onto her bar stool and tried to smile at Jerry, but that was hard when he started gloating about how his rudeness had gotten them an offer for free dessert. Liv’s hips proved that she could eat the heck out of some dessert, but she’d had her heart set on steak-and-go, so no way did she want to stick around for another course with this guy. At least another glass of Prosecco had been delivered in her absence.

“That’s great,” she managed, her gaze straying over her date’s shoulder to where Wolf was settling onto his bar stool again. He didn’t look at her, but somehow she knew that he was aware of her. Keeping tabs on her, even. Would he really rescue her from this date if she gave him a signal? And what would that signal be? Maybe she could wave her white linen napkin like a general surrendering a battle. That thought finally made her smile. The way the bubbly was going to her head helped, too.

Before long, the manager was personally delivering their steaks to the table. The freaking filet mignon, after all. Fine. Whatever.

“Will there be anything else right now?” Ms. Sanderson asked.
“I’ll let you know,” Jerry said.

Sighing, Liv gave the woman an apologetic smile. “No, thank you.” At her wit’s end, she finally dropped the niceties. “You know, Jerry, you catch more bees with honey. It’s hardly fair to treat a restaurant’s staff poorly because they don’t serve food they shouldn’t be expected to serve because it isn’t even on the menu.”

He shook his head and shrugged. “You never get what you don’t ask for.” He pointed his fork at her. “Remember that.”

She was still processing his insufferable arrogance when he did something even more astonishing. He reached across the expanse of pressed white linen with his fork and knife…and began cutting her steak.

Liv reared back in her chair, her jaw dropping. “What in the world are you doing?”

His gaze rose to meet hers, even while he cut her filet into bite-sized pieces. “I like taking care of little girls,” he said, a tendril of heat slipping into his eyes.

Oh, nope. Nopenopenope. A thousand, million times, nope.

She shoved up out of her chair, and the napkin tumbled from her lap to the floor.

As stunned as she was, she wasn’t sure which happened first—Jerry asking where she was going or Wolf appearing at her side.
“God, Liv. It really is you,” Wolf said. “I worried I’d never see you again.”

Liv blinked, swallowed, and played along as she stared up at that handsome Nordic face, all dark-blond and sharp-jawed good looks. “Wolf. Wow. I can’t believe it’s you.”

He stepped closer. “I see you’re in the middle of something here…”

“Yes, she is,” Jerry said. “If you’ll excuse us.”

Wolf ignored him. “…but after the way we last parted, I promised myself if I ever saw you again, I wasn’t going to let you get away twice.”

Liv was nearly breathless. Was he role-playing or talking about their brief encounter? Either way, her response was the same. “I don’t want you to let me get away.”

She felt out of her element, outside the bounds of propriety, out of control. She had no idea what she was doing here, what she was maybe getting into with this man who was, except for an intense five-minute conversation, a total stranger. She had no idea…except that her head said How could it be worse than my date? And her instincts said Go with Wolf, go with Wolf, go with Wolf. And her body said And climb him while you’re at it.

“Damn, I hoped you’d say that,” Wolf said, green eyes flashing. And then he took her into his arms and kissed her. Right there. In the middle of the bar of a fancy steakhouse. In front of Jerry, who was babbling in outrage that Liv couldn’t hear.
Kaye, Laura. Eyes On You: A Blasphemy Novella (Kindle Locations 302-339). Evil Eye Concepts, Incorporated. Kindle Edition.

It just gets better and hotter from here. Wolf suddenly has his hands full of a natural submissive. One with exhibitionist tendencies just like him. Her openness and honesty draws him in and the relationship progresses quickly. The scenes get hotter and sexier with every page. Even the ones without sex ooze sensuality.

We also see some of the other Blasphemy Masters and their submissives adding a continuity to this series. If you haven’t read them all I highly recommend them. I really can’t wait for September and the next book!

5 Contented Purrs for Laura!

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  Laura Kaye

Laura is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of over twenty books in contemporary and paranormal romance and romantic suspense, including the Hard Ink and upcoming Raven Riders series.

Growing up, Laura’s large extended family believed in the supernatural, and family lore involving angels, ghosts, and evil-eye curses cemented in Laura a life-long fascination with storytelling and all things paranormal.

She lives in Maryland with her husband, two daughters, and cute-but-bad dog, and appreciates her view of the Chesapeake Bay every day.

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My Review of Her Perfect Mate: X-Ops Book 1 By Paige Tyler

Her Perfect Mate
X-Ops Book 1
Paige Tyler


Summer Blurb

He’s a High-Octane Special Ops Pro
When Special Forces Captain Landon Donovan is pulled from an op in Afghanistan, he is surprised to discover he’s been hand-picked for a special assignment with the Department of Covert Operations (DCO), a secret division he’s never heard of. Terrorists are kidnapping biologists and he and his partner have to stop them. But his new partner is a beautiful, sexy woman who looks like she couldn’t hurt a fly-never mind take down a terrorist.

She’s Not Your Average Covert Operative
Ivy Halliwell is no kitten. She’s a feline shifter, and more dangerous than she looks. She’s worked with a string of hotheaded military guys who’ve underestimated her special skills in the past. But when she’s partnered with special agent Donovan, a man sexy enough to make any girl purr, things begin to heat up…

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Landon is pulled from his unit in the middle of a mission. Given no answers other than he is to report to DC.

Ivy hasn’t had very good luck with partners, and male agents tend to turn new agents against her. She doesn’t expect Landon to be any different.

As they begin training Landon finds himself considerably impressed by Ivy and her cat-like moves. This is a favorite scene when Landon gets his first look at Ivy’s shift.

Landon frowned at the next obstacle—a thirty-foot solid wood wall. On a normal military confidence course, the same wall might be ten feet high. Tough to get over by yourself but doable for a two-person team. Nobody could get over this one, even with teamwork. No average human anyway.

Landon glanced at her. “I don’t suppose you can fly, can you?”

“Not quite.” She hesitated, then added, “But I can climb it.”

He raised a brow. “Climb it? You’ve gotta be kidding me.” When she didn’t answer, he folded his arms across his chest. “This I’ve gotta see.”

Ivy’s pulse quickened. Part of the reason the DCO made them do the confidence course was to expose Landon to her true nature so he could recognize its value. Or cringe in revulsion.

Time to see if he could handle it or would go running off for a psych evaluation.

Turning to face the wall, she let her fingernails extend until they were as long as those of the great cat with which she shared her DNA. Then she took a deep breath and ran toward the wall. Jumping onto it, she dug her claws into the wood and climbed hand over hand all the way to the top. Heart pounding, she peeked down at Landon, praying she wouldn’t find the disgust she’d seen so many times before. But he just stood there with an amused expression on his face.

“If you expect me to climb the wall like that, we’re going to be here awhile,” he called. “Hope you brought lunch.”

Huh? No shock, no freaking out, no fear in his eyes. She couldn’t believe it. “Well?” he prompted. She gave herself a shake. “There’s a rope up here. I’ll toss it down.”

Just because he hadn’t freaked out didn’t mean he wouldn’t demand answers when he got to the top, and Ivy braced herself for a barrage of questions. But he only reminded her that Kendra and Todd were timing them so they’d better hurry.

Since Landon hadn’t freaked out after seeing her sprout claws and scale a thirty-foot wall, Ivy didn’t see the need to hold back anymore, particularly when they got to a rope bridge stretched between two towers fifty feet high. She could get across the bridge in the dark with one arm tied behind her back, so she didn’t need to use the safety rope above her head, like Landon did.

She didn’t know what happened. Maybe she wasn’t paying as much attention as she should have. Or maybe she was showing off for Landon. The next thing she knew, her foot slipped off the rope and she fell. She instinctively tried to grab the rope bridge, but missed it.

Crap. The fall wouldn’t kill her, but it would hurt like hell—her pride most of all.

Suddenly, her hand hit something. She grabbed whatever it was, hoping it was strong enough to stop her descent, when she felt a hand wrap around her wrist. Amazed, she jerked her head up to see Landon holding on to her.

“I’ve got you,” he said, his voice calm and reassuring.

Ivy didn’t know how he managed to get to her so fast. Or how he was keeping himself from falling. Dragging her gaze away from his soulful brown eyes, she saw that he was hanging from the rope bridge by his legs like a circus performer. That probably wasn’t a standard Special Forces move. Maybe he had some monkey DNA and didn’t know it.

“Um, Ivy. Not to rush you or anything, but this isn’t really comfortable. Think you can find a way to climb up me without ripping me to shreds or knocking us both down?”

That’s when she realized her claws were out and dug into his wrist like spikes. That had to hurt.

“Oh God, I’m sorry!”

She retracted her claws and carefully climbed up Landon’s back onto the rope bridge. Grabbing the top rope, she quickly moved forward so he could get back up on the bridge. But Landon didn’t bother. Instead, he swung hand over hand on the bottom rope until he got to the tower, then dragged himself up onto it. Careful to hold on to the safety rope this time, Ivy hurried across the rope bridge to join him.

She grabbed his wrist to see how much damage she’d done. There were five bloody puncture marks around it that were already starting to swell. She winced. They looked painful. She might not be crazy about the guy, but she hadn’t meant to hurt him.

“I really am so sorry,” she murmured.

“I’m fine,” he said. “I’ll get it checked out when we’re done. You okay?”

Ivy blinked up at him. He’d almost gotten killed saving her butt from her own stupidity, and he was asking if she was okay?
“Yeah. I’m fine. Thanks. For catching me, I mean.”

“No problem. What’s a partner for?” He flashed her a devastating grin. “Come on, let’s get moving. We’re eating up the clock.”
Tyler, Paige. Her Perfect Mate (X-Ops Book 1) (pp. 51-54). Sourcebooks. Kindle Edition.

Now training is never easy but Landon has done right by her and didn’t freak out over her change. However, there are those who aren’t so happy about this partnership.

Ivy’s friend Clive is interested in more with her and as a result tends to want to fight with him every time he sees him.

Action packed as this team goes on their first mission and it goes FUBAR. Plenty of questions arise as they fight crazed hybrids and start wondering who can be trusted.

This pairing proves to be more than just a partnership, their attraction to each other is almost overwhelming. Things heat up quickly and the rules go out the window.

With X-Ops Paige Tyler has created an edgy, exciting, sexy, suspenseful and action packed series. Her Shifters are unique to this genre and I am loving every word.

I couldn’t put this down and have purchased the rest of this series!

5 Contented Purrs for Paige!

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  Paige Tyler

Paige is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of sexy romantic suspense and paranormal romance. She graduated from The University of West Florida with a degree in education in 2000, but decided to pursue a full-time career as a writer in 2004. Since then, she’s written over fifty books in several genres, including paranormal, contemporary, western, sci-fi and erotica. She loves writing about strong, sexy, alpha males and the feisty, independent women who fall for them. From verbal foreplay to sexual heat, her stories of romance, adventure, suspense, passion and true love will leave you breathlessly panting for more.

She and her very own military hero (also known as her husband) live on the beautiful Florida coast with their adorable fur baby (also known as their dog). Paige graduated with a degree in education, but decided to pursue her passion and write books about hunky alpha males and the kick-butt heroines who fall in love with them.

When not working on her latest book, Paige enjoys reading, jogging, P90X, Yoga, Pilates, going to the beach, watching NFL football, watching movies and hanging out with her husband (not necessarily in that order!)

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My Review of Desiree Holt’s Unconditional Surrender: Strike Force Book 1

Book one in the Strike Force Series.
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Unconditional Surrender
Strike Force Book 1
Desiree Holt


Had he found her again only to lose her to a stalker?

Slade Donovan and Kari Malone shared one anonymous night of hot sex. Five years later unexpected circumstances throw them together again and what’s between them burns hotter than ever. But as a member of Delta Force, Slade is wary of relationships, drawn to Kari on the one hand and hesitant on the other.

Kari has her own demons, the stalker she moved to escape who seems to track her everywhere. As the unknown stalker ramps up his game, it will take the Delta Force team to rescue her, and the danger to show them both that what they have is electric, erotic and real.

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Have you ever started reading a book and immediately fall in love with the characters? That’s what happened for me with this book.

Slade is not only Delta Force he is also a rancher. Gorgeous and intense he still remembers the woman he had a one-night stand with five years ago. He couldn’t find her afterward since she had been a guest of a guest at the party where they met. It didn’t help that he didn’t have her real name either.

Kari has had to stealthily relocate because of a stalker. Now living in San Antonio she finds her thoughts often wander to the man she met at a gathering in Chicago. She spent the hottest night of her life with him and she finds herself comparing other men to him.

On a ten day leave between assignments, Slade and his team retreat to his ranch outside San Antonio. The peaceful atmosphere is cathartic and brings a sense of normal back to these hard fighting heroes.

Attending a small get together thrown by a JAG officer and his wife, these men each find someone of interest before the night is over.

Most surprising to them is that Slade, found someone and left the party within fifteen minutes. They of course didn’t know the connection between him and Kari.

Their reaction to seeing each other was one of my favorite scenes. I apologize but the language was all part of it and I wouldn’t change a thing!

Paul and Melinda Hutton were standing together by the fireplace, chatting with a few people. Kari tried to hold back, unwilling to break into a conversation.

“I can say hi later,” she told Natalie.

“Nonsense. This will just take a second. They said to be sure and bring you over when you got here.”

Kari frowned. “But they hardly know me.”

“And now they can get to know you better. Come on.”

Paul Hutton, tall, dark, with a hint of gray in his hair, reminded her a lot of her boss. She could see why they got along so well. Melinda was a stark contrast, a petite blonde with a warm smile.

“We’re so happy you could make it.” She squeezed Kari’s hand. “Please help yourself to food and drink. Lord knows Paul made sure we had plenty.”

“Thank you. And thanks for including me.”

“Kip raves about your work,” Paul told her. “We owe it to him to make sure you stick around.”

The compliment gave her a warm feeling. With nothing else in her life now except her work, it was important she make a solid place for herself. She didn’t want to have to pull up sticks and move again.
“Thank you very much for that,” she told Melinda.

“Let’s get you something to drink.” Natalie tugged her to a corner of the vast great room where a bartender was working at a makeshift setup in the corner. “What’s your poison?”

“I’ll have a beer and the lady will have an amaretto on the rocks.”

The deep voice, so vivid from her dreams, jolted her and froze her in place. Her nipples hardened and her breath felt trapped in her throat. Her pulse throbbed with a heavy beat in the walls of her suddenly wet pussy. Words deserted her and she stood there, immobile, trying to find something to say. A kaleidoscope of erotic images flashed through her brain, one after the other, teasing and tantalizing her.

Stunned, she peeped over at Natalie whose eyes widened in surprise.

“I, uh, wasn’t aware you two knew each other.” The woman smiled. “Kari, you’ve been keeping secrets.”

Kari’s breath was trapped in her throat. She clasped her hands together to still their shaking before she turned to look at the man behind her. Oh, Lordy. He looked even better in real life than he did in her memory. The lines in his face were a little deeper, but his body was just as lean and muscular as she remembered. He stood tall and tan, the sculpted muscles of his body evident even beneath the collared shirt and dress slacks that fit him so well they could have been tailored for him. How many nights had she lain in bed since that one time, remembering the feel of him beneath her hands, the hardness of muscle, the softness of the hair on his chest, the swollen thickness of his cock?

Just staring at him now and remembering all that took her breath away.

“I—” She couldn’t form words. What was he doing here? How had he come to be at this party? Was she dreaming him? But no, when she inhaled, that remembered scent of earth and clean air tickled her nostrils.

Natalie glanced from one to the other. “I take it you two know each other?”

“Uh, we— That is—” Kari stammered.

“We’ve met.” Slade’s voice, thick and warm, rolled over her.

Kari looked at him, mesmerized by the flare of heat in his hazel eyes that had turned more of a dark gold. His dark-brown hair seemed shaggier than the last time she’d seen him, although it was apparent he’d made an effort to tame it. She had to stop herself from reaching up to let it sift through her fingers. She had to fight a desire to run her hands over every inch of him.

“Kari, I think you’re in good hands.” Natalie grinned at them. “I’m sure you two won’t mind if I excuse myself. I see someone signaling for me.”

Kari wasn’t even aware of the woman leaving. All she could see was the tower of testosterone standing beside her. He received their drinks from the bartender and put hers in her hands. Her fingers closed over the glass automatically and she took a sip. The smooth drink coasted its way down her throat, easing her edgy nerves.
Holt, Desiree. Unconditional Surrender (Strike Force Book 1) (Kindle Locations 628-661). Totally Bound Publishing. Kindle Edition.

Desiree turns up the heat immediately and doesn’t disappoint. Between the attraction and Slade’s ‘Spidey’ sense you know the excitement and tension is just going to build.

We get to know Slade’s team as well, as they meet possible love interests. One who caught my attention is Marc who has his own unique issues, although Beau is definitely a character.

I really enjoyed this new version and I can’t wait for the next one to be re-released!

5 Contented Purrs for Desiree!

  Desiree Holt

USA Today Bestselling and award winning author Desiree Holt writes everything form romantic suspense and paranormal to erotic, a genre in which she is the oldest living author.

She has been referred to by USA Today as the Nora Roberts of erotic romance, and is a winner of the EPIC E-Book Award, the Holt Medallion and a Romantic Times Reviewers Choice nominee.

She has been featured on CBS Sunday Morning and in The Village Voice, The Daily Beast, USA Today, The (London) Daily Mail, The New Delhi Times and numerous other national and international publications.

“Desiree Holt is the most amazing erotica author of our time and each story is more fulfilling then the last.” (Romance Junkies)

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