Countdown to Christmas: Below the Baubles – A Very Random Christmas Story/Seven Wardens Book 5. by Skye MacKinnon & Laura Greenwood

Below the Baubles
Seven Wardens Book 5.5
USA Today Bestselling Authors
Skye MacKinnon
Laura Greenwood


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What present is waiting below the baubles?

Even Christmas doesn’t come without complications for kelpie shifter Macey. Her dreams of a quiet evening with her men are ruined when worrying news arrives from Germany (delivered by a garden gnome, no less).

At least this time, it isn’t all work and no play, there’s plenty of time to warm up from the cold outside for the Wardens.

A steamy Christmas story, part of the bestselling Seven Wardens series, a reverse harem drenched in Scottish mythology.

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I find I’m kicking off this Christmas Season with a white hot read. Yep this will melt the ice for sure.

Macey is a Kelpie Princess in a relationship with five men. They are part of the Seven Wardens, their purpose is to protect the world from dangers and threats humans are better off not knowing about.

When a garden gnome shows up at her door, she is quite surprised but he quickly explains he is a Kabouter from Belgium who has been undercover as a garden gnome in Germany. He needs their help containing Knecht Ruprecht, Saint Nicolas’ loyal servant who has started to run amok. Leaving several dead in his path.

This is a favorite scene as they listen to the problem and learn the location.

“You’re pretending to be a garden gnome?” Macey repeated. “Doesn’t that get boring?”

He shook his head. “It’s quite fascinating, actually. But that’s not why I’m here. I was told of a monster that stalks the nightly streets of Germany and I need your help to get rid of it.”

“Germany?” She’d never been there. She’d been to Belgium to meet the Kabouters and to Ireland, but that was as far as her international travel experience went. Until she met her men, she’d never even left Scotland.

“Yes. They have the legend of Knecht Ruprecht, the servant of Saint Nicholas.” He must have noticed the Wardens’ clueless faces because he started to sigh and leaned back in his chair. “How much do you know about German Christmas traditions?”

“They invented the Christmas tree,” Macey said proudly, remembering reading that somewhere.

Wolfgang dismissively shook his head. “They celebrate Saint Nicholas Day on the sixth of December. Children put out their shoes and hope that Nicholas will fill them with fruit, nuts and sweets overnight. Like your stockings here in Britain. But he’s accompanied by Knecht Ruprecht, his fearsome but loyal servant. If a child has been bad, Ruprecht will use his switch to punish the child instead of giving it presents.”

“That’s not very nice,” Macey muttered.

“It was only a legend and tradition, something to scare children and make them behave,” Wolfgang explained. “But now, he’s become real. He’s become an actual person who doesn’t just beat up children. He’s attacked and killed several humans. He needs to be stopped.”

Macey sighed. Why did it always have to be the bad folk beliefs coming to life, like the Mahoun, the devil, who they’d encountered a while back? It would be a lot more fun if Saint Nicholas suddenly existed and gave her some treats. Waffles, preferably, although not in her shoes, but on her plate.

“How many?” Rónán asked.

“At least six dead so far and that’s in my town only. I don’t know if he’s been active in other places as well. You need to go there now to prevent more people from getting hurt. It’s the sixth of December tomorrow and we’re all afraid that he’s only been practising so far. He might kill a lot more than just those half dozen people.”

Macey nodded. They needed to do something and the gnome was right, she and her men were the best people for the job. They were part of the Seven Wardens, the beings tasked with protecting the world from threats like this one.

“Where do we need to go?” she asked.

Wolfgang smiled. “My new home. Heidelberg. It’s a beautiful place.”

“The city of love,” Jared said with a grin. “Every incubus knows it. There’s a song about it, I lost my heart in Heidelberg. Ever heard it?”

Macey shook her head. “I can’t say that I have.”

“Yeah, you’re probably too young. But I’ve always wanted to go there and see the old town and the castle.

There’s a fountain featuring Bacchus, the God of love and wine. It’s said that if you throw a coin in the fountain, you’ll be lucky in love.”

Macey laughed. “I don’t think you need to do that.”

He shrugged. “It sounds like a fun thing to do.”

He was right. Maybe, once they’d killed Knecht Ruprecht, they could have some love time in Heidelberg. Their life had been rather busy recently, so this might be just the holiday they needed.
Skye MacKinnon; Laura Greenwood. Below the Baubles: A Very Random Christmas Story (Kindle Locations 72-76). Peryton Press.

Now once they arrive at the destination they have time before they start searching for their quarry. So they spend that in their hotel room, enjoying some afternoon delight.

This is a quick, enjoyable read and I warn you it is extremely hot before they even get to their objective.

I haven’t read the rest of this series but I think I have to go back to the beginning and check it out. I need to know how this relationship began.

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Skye MacKinnon is a USA Today & International Bestselling Author whose books are filled with strong heroines who don’t have to choose.

She embraces her Scottishness with fantastical Scottish settings and a dash of mythology, no matter if she’s writing about Celtic gods, cat shifters, or the streets of Edinburgh.

When she’s not typing away at her favourite cafe, Skye loves dried mango, as much exotic tea as she can squeeze into her cupboards, and being covered in pet hair by her two bunnies, Emma and Darwin.

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Laura is a USA Today Bestselling Author of paranormal, fantasy, and contemporary romance. When she’s not writing, she can be found drinking ridiculous amounts of tea, trying to resist French Macaroons, and watching the Pitch Perfect trilogy for the hundredth time (at least!)

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Flynn’s Firecracker – Heroes For Hire Book 5 by Dale Mayer

Flynn’s Firecracker
Heroes For Hire Book 5
USA Today Bestselling Author
Dale Mayer



Some jobs are more pleasant than others…

Flynn agrees to do a security job for Levi as a trial run for more work. Looking after Anna and her animal shelter is a breeze. Trouble free. Until he leaves…

Having Flynn around was both good and bad. To have the help at the shelter was huge, but they drew sparks just being around each other. She tells herself she’s relieved when he’s gone but when a dead man shows up, she’d do anything to have him back.

Someone is after Flynn…
and he doesn’t care who he kills in the process…


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I have this book in the Heroes for Hire Bundle, Books 4-6, but I am reviewing them individually as I read them.

As this book opens you will recall Flynn is no longer providing protection for Anna. He’s been gone for about a week and has also done another assignment since. One thing he did do, was leave his jacket hanging on the back of the kitchen door. An excuse to come back to see her. Unfortunately that little ploy is about to backfire.

When Anna wakes to an owl slaughtered on her doorstep, she calls the police, but after they left she found Flynn’s jacket in her bedroom, with a bloody knife in the pocket. Furious she drives to Levi’s compound to confront Flynn.

Flynn was shocked and Logan suggests they test the blood on the knife. It was human. Now they have find a body and deal with the police.

Since Anna couldn’t stay in her home and animal shelter, Levi invites her to stay at the compound and Flynn rides with her to explain why he left his jacket.

This is a favorite scene.

His famous Irish ire. That damn temper of his got him in more trouble. He ignored the orders to return to camp. Instead he helped set a broken leg and then assisted the injured mother with carrying the children back where they would be safe. By the time he made it to camp again, he was in deep shit.

If there was ever a black day he remembered, it was that, and no one wanted to hear his side. It didn’t matter that he was doing a good thing. He did not follow orders. The other guys didn’t sympathize. In fact, several of them got really angry.

But his CO was an asshole. It didn’t matter how good a job you did sometimes anyway. So Flynn had spent a year traveling, “finding” himself. It didn’t all suck. It was a great year, but the thought that he’d been having a midlife crisis already at thirty wasn’t something he was proud of. But he was lost. Angry, disbelieving the sudden turn of events, and it had taken a long time to get back on his feet.

But now he had a shot with Levi’s company, and didn’t want to lose it. This was what he was geared to do. Born to do. They were all former SEALs. He knew that would change over time. A lot of other really good men were out there who he knew would like a chance to join. But Legendary Security was a fledgling company, and Levi could hire only so many people at one time. Yet his company was growing. Flynn had no doubt in a few years, this would be the company, and he wanted in now.

So when Levi had asked Flynn to look after Anna, the answer had been an instant yes. He’d jumped at the chance and would have done it for nothing, like his official job interview for Levi, so Flynn had been delighted when he was paid.

But nothing had prepared him for meeting Anna. Or for the attraction. It wasn’t all one-sided either. He lived large. And he loved well but was looking looking for something so much more. In Anna, he’d found it. Only they’d argued—a lot. And he’d loved every minute of it. When he’d been told by Levi it was time to pack it in, Flynn had been disappointed but accepted that the job had come to an end. When it came time to actually go, he’d had a hard time leaving things the way they had. So he had left his jacket behind on purpose.

“Are you going to tell me?” she asked. “Is it some deep dark secret you don’t want anybody to know? What? Have you been holding a candle for me?” She sneered. “I know that’s not true.”

He glanced at her. “I guess I deserved that.”

She frowned and stared at him.

And he knew she didn’t understand. “Because I did leave the jacket behind for a specific reason. It gave me an excuse to come back and see you.” He gave a heavy sigh. “And maybe I was staking a claim. So that if any man went inside, he’d see it and know my clothes were there first.”

Her gaze widened, and she jerked her attention back to the road. She didn’t say anything for a long moment.

He slunk back into his seat prepared to sit in silence until they got to the compound.

“And why did you want to come back and see me? All we did was fight.”

“Not quite,” he said quietly. “Or have you forgotten the kiss?”

“I haven’t forgotten anything,” she mumbled.

He grinned at her emphasis on anything. Maybe this wasn’t as much of a lost cause as he was afraid it was. He certainly hadn’t misunderstood her response to their passionate kiss, but it was something they hadn’t gotten a chance to talk about, until now. Leaving the jacket behind was his way of saying, I’m coming back. Apparently, she got the message.
Mayer, Dale. Heroes for Hire: Books 4-6 (pp. 248-250). Valley Publishing Ltd.. Kindle Edition.

Things start to unravel as Anna gets a SEAL trident in the mail, and the team starts looking at some sort of connection to Flynn. The problem, whoever is responsible is targeting Anna and her no kill animal shelter.

In spite of Anna and Flynn both having tempers, they are really well suited to each other. They both have a love of animals, and I teared up when Anna got a very large donation check which allowed her to catch up on bills and would support many of the needed repairs.

Unfortunately things seem to escalate instead of calm where Flynn is concerned.

Fast paced, action packed and the heat turns up on the fiery relationship between Anna and Flynn.

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Dale Mayer is a USA Today bestselling author best known for her Psychic Visions and Family Blood Ties series. Her contemporary romances are raw and full of passion and emotion (Second Chances, SKIN), her thrillers will keep you guessing (By Death series), and her romantic comedies will keep you giggling (It’s a Dog’s Life and Charmin Marvin Romantic Comedy series).

She honors the stories that come to her – and some of them are crazy and break all the rules and cross multiple genres!

To go with her fiction, she also writes nonfiction in many different fields with books available on resume writing, companion gardening and the US mortgage system. She has recently published her Career Essentials Series. All her books are available in print and ebook format.

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From The Academy of Spells and Wishes Anthology: Queen’s Academy: A Mary Queen of Scots Romance – Academy of Time Book 3 by Skye MacKinnon

Queen’s Academy
Academy of Spells and Wishes Anthology
Academy of Time Book 3
USA Today Bestselling Author
Skye MacKinnon



The one woman he wants
is the only one he cannot have.

Drake has been dreaming of Mary, Queen Of Scots ever since his second year at the Time Travel Academy, following her throughout her entire life.

But the closer she gets to her tragic fate, the more anxious Drake becomes until there’s only one option left: he has to break the most important law of time travel.

Drake is faced with an impossible choice, one that he’s going to make anyway. Love is worth breaking the rules for. Right?

An m/f romance novella set in the Time Travel Academy Universe.




I don’t read much time travel, it’s scary in that one false move and history can change and probably not for the better. I did however enjoy this one.

Drake has been dreaming of Mary Queen of Scots starting in his second year at the Academy. He’s watched her grow up and up until the time she’s crossing the channel into England, she’s never acknowledged his presence. It’s then she tells him he is her guardian angel, and she always knows when he is there.

He makes one attempt at trying to save Mary from her fate and that fails. Years later his friend Seamus comes up with an idea, it’s not ever going to be sanctioned but Drake has to try.

This is a favorite scene.

My voice trailed off and I let go of her hand, stepping backwards. My joy at seeing her again had vanished. Only cold sorrow remained, tinged with disappointment and fear. I was going to lose her.

My eyes burned at the realisation, but I didn’t want to cry in front of her. She was strong. Tomorrow, she was going to walk to the scaffold with her head held high. She’d even tell her executioners that she forgave them for what they were about to do.

“I cannot leave,” Mary repeated, her voice shaking. I met her eyes, glassy with the same unshed tears I was fighting against. “If I have to die, then so be it. I’m ready for it. I shall make my peace with God tonight and I will die a happy woman tomorrow.”

I shook my head, desperation clouding my mind. “There is no happy death. Why do you think Elizabeth has held off signing your death warrant for so long? You were sentenced in October, yet she only signed it a week ago. She didn’t even intend for her Privy Council to act on it. She won’t find out about your execution until it’s too late.” I took a deep breath, but it did nothing to calm my raging terror. “Mary, you don’t need to die. You shouldn’t. If Elizabeth knew, she might even stop it. Let me help you. Please.”

I fell to my knees, looking up at her. Mary’s lips were quivering and tears were finally spilling from her beautiful eyes.

“I… How can I leave? What kind of Queen would that make me?”

“A brave one,” I replied hoarsely. “If you stay here, you’re giving up. Keep fighting. Come with me and live. We can move to Scotland. You can still help your people, the ancestors of those you want to die for now.”

“How?” she asked. “You said you no longer have a monarchy. How can I be their Queen if you no longer have a Royal family?”

“There are other ways of helping people than just ruling them,” I said softly. I had to be careful now. She was at the cusp of changing her mind and I couldn’t mess this up. I had to save her life.

“You could work with a charity. Help the homeless. Fight climate change. Go into politics. Protect the ancient castles and ruins. Look after children in need. Hell, we can adopt a whole house full of little Scottish babies if you want.”

She laughed, startling me. It was such a pleasant sound. It didn’t fit the turmoil in my heart, but I greedily soaked it up, relishing every moment the echo lasted.

“I’m forty-four and you want me to have babies?”

“You can do whatever you want,” I hastily said. “Anything. That was just a random idea. I’ll help you, support you. Please.”

“What happens if I leave now?” she asked. “You’ve told me many times how you can’t influence history. How my timeline is locked. What changed? Won’t this change everything?”

“It’s been done before. A man from the present and a woman from the past, sentenced to death. He took her right before she was executed and then returned her once they’d had a life together. There are ways we can stage your execution. Once you die of natural causes, I will return you and time will go on. You will be dead like history demands, but you will have experienced happiness. You’ve lived through so much sadness, Mary. So much pain. Let me make you happy.”

She held out a hand and I took it between mine, slowly getting to my feet.

I locked eyes with her and asked the most important question of my life. “Will you let me save you?”
Skye MacKinnon. Queen’s Academy: An Academy of Time story (Kindle Locations 475-502). Peryton Press.

Past meets present in a history lesson that makes everything personal. With a surprise or two as well.

A short satisfying read, with love, emotions, and tears.

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Skye MacKinnon is a USA Today & International Bestselling Author whose books are filled with strong heroines who don’t have to choose.

She embraces her Scottishness with fantastical Scottish settings and a dash of mythology, no matter if she’s writing about Celtic gods, cat shifters, or the streets of Edinburgh.

When she’s not typing away at her favourite cafe, Skye loves dried mango, as much exotic tea as she can squeeze into her cupboards, and being covered in pet hair by her two bunnies, Emma and Darwin.

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Devin – Corked and Tapped Book 10 by Becca Jameson

Corked and Tapped:
Because the best stories never start
with someone eating a salad.

Corked and Tapped Book 10
USA Today Bestselling Author
Becca Jameson



“Today marks five years sober.” That explained why he’d ordered the whiskey and then covered it with a napkin. It did not explain why his gaze penetrated her so deeply or why he’d chosen to call her a brat. And it certainly didn’t explain why her breath hitched every time he glanced his direction.



Devin is seasonal help at Corked and Tapped and tonight the staff had it’s annual holiday party. She was busy behind the bar but the man at the end just drew her attention like no other. It was disconcerting.

This is a favorite scene.

Devin considered keeping her distance from the mysterious man at the end of the bar. She waited half an hour before giving in to temptation and approaching him again. Even without looking at him, she could feel his power. Her constant awareness of him never wavered. She knew he was staring at her. She could feel it without glancing. It was distracting.

Tonight was difficult enough since the entire staff was temporary. The owner, Mike, intentionally held the staff party on a Tuesday night, the least busy night of the week, but there were still enough patrons to keep Devin hopping.

She didn’t dare touch the glass of whiskey when she returned to refill his seltzer. Nor did she meet his gaze. Something about him had her cowering to him, and not in a bad way. In a way she knew was submissive. Did he feel it too?

“Is this your full-time job?” he asked, his fingers brushing hers as she returned his glass.

She lifted her face. “Nope. I’m seasonal. I help out during the holidays.”

He cocked his head to one side. “What do you normally do?”

“I’m a grad student, studying economics. I work as much as I can during my breaks to pay the bills.”

His eyes widened. “Economics?”

She smirked and rolled her eyes. “Don’t look so surprised. There is a brain inside my pretty little head. I promise.”

His wide eyes narrowed and he leaned over the bar. Inches separated their faces, and she stopped breathing.
Becca Jameson. Devin: Corked and Tapped, Book Ten (Kindle Locations 99-111). Becca Jameson Publishing.

As the night progresses we discover that Devin is indeed into the BDSM scene and her mysterious man is a Dominant. The attraction is phenomenal and the tension just rises with every minute.

A bit of a surprise with the direction this takes toward the end, both for Devin and the reader.

Seriously sensuous and enthralling with white hot heat.

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Becca Jameson is a USA Today bestselling author of over 70 books. She is most well-known for her Wolf Masters series and her Fight Club series. She currently lives in Atlanta, Georgia, with her husband, two grown kids, and the various pets that wander through. She is loving this journey and has dabbled in a variety of genres, including paranormal, sports romance, military, and BDSM.

A total night owl, Becca writes late at night, sequestering herself in her office with a glass of red wine and a bar of dark chocolate, her fingers flying across the keyboard as her characters weave their own stories.

During the day–which never starts before ten in the morning!–she can be found jogging, floating in the pool, or reading in her favorite hammock chair!

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Gregory – Hathaway House Book 7 by Dale Mayer

Hathaway House Book 7
USA Today Bestselling Author
Dale Mayer



Welcome to Hathaway House.
Rehab Center. Safe Haven.
Second chance at life and love

Navy SEAL Gregory Parkins knows he’s not so bad off as to need what Hathaway House offers, but he’ll do anything to get in. RN Meredith Anderson is there, and Greg loves Meredith. In the time since they split up, his life has been one disaster after another, including the one that ended his career—the career that separated them in the first place.

Meredith was horrified to hear what happened to Gregory. But seeing his file was an even bigger shock. Greg thinks he’s basically back to normal, but Meredith knows he has a long way to go. She doesn’t know how to tell him, without running the risk of him leaving Hathaway House before his healing can really take place.

But the last thing she wants is for him to walk away from her again. Not if there is any chance that they can find their way back to each other …


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Gregory thinks he’s doing really well with his rehab, but in actuality his progress is stalled. He’s filled out applications to Hathaway House but hasn’t sent them in, but finally he finishes the last few questions on the one online and sends it. The woman he hasn’t been able to forget is a nurse there and maybe just maybe he can win her back. Not the best motivation but at least it got him to try.

Meredith is a bit shocked when she reads through the new patients coming in as she reads some pretty horrific injuries and recognizes Gregory’s name. After a talk with Dani she feels she is ready to see what happens, not only with his rehab, but also with them.

Therapy at Hathaway House is a lot different than anywhere else. Shane seems to know how to get to the root of things and as a result Dani has Meredith back away for a while, changing her shift and patients.

Gregory has a lot of anger and when it comes through it’s epic. Shane is there to sort of guide him so he doesn’t cause himself further injury, but he’s also going to push a little.

This is a favorite scene.

“Doesn’t matter what you want at this point,” Shane said, his voice and tone brooking no argument. “Your therapy session isn’t done.”

“It is done,” he snapped. “And I want to go back to my room. You can’t force me to do anything.” Hating it, his voice rose like a truculent child.

“Yes,” Shane said, “I can. You’ll have to get up off that chair to stop me.”

Gregory was so angry. Again. Where had that anger come from? How could there possibly be any more anger? He was exhausted; his body was pummeled from the therapy. Then he’d beaten his hands to death in the gloves, and his shoulders were killing him. There shouldn’t have been any more anger, but it was rising yet again in another red wave.

“I’ll have you fired for this,” he roared. He knew he was attracting attention, but, shit, he couldn’t stop himself.

Shane chuckled. “If it was that easy to fire me,” he said, “I would have been fired a long time ago. I’ve been dealing with guys like you for over a decade,” he said, “and I do understand a lot about it, and I understand that layers and layers and layers of rage are inside. The sooner we can deal with them, the better we all are.”

“Didn’t I get enough out already?” Gregory snapped. “You not happy with your job? Is that what this is? Are you just angry because you don’t see another little successful check in a box beside your name?” he asked snidely. He hated the way he was acting, but he didn’t know how to stop it. It was just too unbelievable. Suddenly they were at the pool level.

He glared at the beautiful gleaming water, even though part of him desperately wished to be swimming in it. But he didn’t want Shane to know that.

Except Shane had absolutely no intention of giving him the upper hand. He hit the edge of the wheelchair with the ladder and locked down the wheels to the chair. He walked in front of Gregory and said, “You go in voluntarily, or I’ll pick you up and put you in.”

Gregory glared at him and said, “No way in hell you’ll get away with doing that.”

Shane nodded, scooped him up underneath his arms, and then, with a quick flip, tossed him into the deep end of the pool. Gregory hit the water, and his outrage came in a scream of fury as he kicked and pounded and screamed underwater. Suddenly he came up, gasping for air, to find Shane already in the water beside him.

Gregory glared at him and said, “What kind of a sadistic move was that?”

“It was a good one,” Shane said. “I haven’t thrown a patient around in a few years, which is too damn bad as it’s really cathartic.”

“It’s also not legal.”

“Stop being such a crybaby, and listen to your therapist.”

“Like hell,” Gregory roared as he stroked away from him. There was something so damn calming, so peaceful and so good when doing that.

But he was also exhausted. Four laps later, he found himself doing the breaststroke, trying to maintain his floating, and realizing that he’d burned out so much energy that it was all he could really do.
Dale Mayer. Gregory (Kindle Locations 1300-1324). Valley Publishing Ltd.

While Gregory was dealing with his anger, Meredith also has some soul searching to do. Being away from Gregory hurt, almost as much as not supporting him five years ago. So much to sort out, for both of them.

Once again I couldn’t stop reading. So much courage, resolve, pain, and love. Communication is always key, but both parties need to listen as well.

I can’t wait for the next book in this series.

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Dale Mayer is a USA Today bestselling author best known for her Psychic Visions and Family Blood Ties series. Her contemporary romances are raw and full of passion and emotion (Second Chances, SKIN), her thrillers will keep you guessing (By Death series), and her romantic comedies will keep you giggling (It’s a Dog’s Life and Charmin Marvin Romantic Comedy series).

She honors the stories that come to her – and some of them are crazy and break all the rules and cross multiple genres!

To go with her fiction, she also writes nonfiction in many different fields with books available on resume writing, companion gardening and the US mortgage system. She has recently published her Career Essentials Series. All her books are available in print and ebook format.

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A New Book – A New Series from Heather Long! Rules and Roses – Untouchable Book 1

Rules and Roses
Untouchable Book 1
USA Today Bestselling Author
Heather Long



When it comes down to acclaim in the yearbook, my class rank would probably earn me my only entry, but very little else. I don’t wear cosmetics, do my hair or really give a damn about my appearance in general. I don’t need to be cool, and I’ve managed my high school career navigating all the different groups from the nerds to the jocks to the theatre kids and the band geeks.

Kicking off senior year, my only focus is to make every AP class count and keep my grades up. Shouldn’t be hard, particularly with my so-called untouchable status. Oh yeah, imagine that—I had a reputation. Hadn’t been a blip on my radar until the end of junior year when one of the girls’ dropped that little nugget on me. Apparently, the guys at school considered me the best girl to hang out with for fun or homework, but nothing else.

While I’m not looking for a date, it’s a little hard to swallow that I ranked as the best bud and tutor, but would definitely never fall into the Girl Most Likely To Get Asked Out.

Pfft. What did I care? One more year and I was off to college, so what if the numbers of female friends I used to have drifted off and I’d scored a permanent seat in the friend zone. I had subjects to study, grades to maintain, and colleges to get into. Fine, I didn’t care about the rules or status before, and I wouldn’t now.

181 class days to go, and I’ll graduate. No problem, right?

This is a reverse harem and the author suggests you always read the forward in her books. This is the first in a series and the story will continue through future books.



Heather Long has long been a favorite author of mine. It doesn’t matter what she writes, I am pulled into the story and not let go until I finish.

Welcome back to high school, it’s been a long time since I was there and I found myself delighted in the pursuits of Frankie’s Senior Year.

At the end of Frankie’s junior year she made the discovery that her best friends, Cooper, Bubba, Jake and Archie had labeled her untouchable. Now while she’s been totally focused on her goals, she still wanted to experience things, like dances and dates. Unfortunately those four had stopped all of that before it even began, even while they enjoyed those pursuits themselves.

Senior year is going to change all that if it’s the last thing Frankie does. What she really didn’t expect was that the guys, all of them wanted to date her too. This revelation was I believe due to the attention of one French Exchange Student with interest in Frankie. One who helps with the making of a cake for her French class project.

I have many favorite scenes in this book, but I have to say the texts between the guys are my absolute favorites with laugh out loud enjoyment. This is right after the making of the cake.

Archie: Who was she with?

Jake: What do you mean she was with some guy? It’s like 10: 30 at night.

Bubba: Coop? Dude, you don’t drop a bomb like you found Frankie with a guy at her place and then just stop. Who is the guy?

Archie: Are either of you close to their places?

Bubba: No. Give him a minute.

Jake: If he doesn’t answer by the time my shoes are on…

Coop: Some guy named Matthew. French. He came over to make dessert. She’s back… it was a date.

Bubba: …

Jake: …

Archie: Who the fuck is Matthew?

Coop: Guy from her French class. They made a dessert. He was at her place for a few hours. Definitely a date and she’s…

Bubba: She’s what?

Jake: She’s all right, isn’t she? Do you guys know him?

Archie: Never heard of him. I’ll find out soon enough.

Coop: She’s happy. Leave him alone.

Jake: …

Archie: …

Bubba: Explain?

Coop: You heard her. She wants to date. She was really happy tonight, so leave the guy alone.

Archie: She’s our Frankie. I don’t know who this jerk is…

Jake: What if he’s a perv?

Bubba: I asked her out.

Archie: …

Jake: …

Coop: …

Bubba: Figure I should tell you. Saw her at work earlier. She told me she wants to date. Wants to do all the things we’ve done. Wants to go to dances. I asked her to homecoming.

Archie: …

Jake: …

Coop: Did she say yes?
Heather Long. Rules and Roses: Untouchable Book One (Kindle Locations 2260-2292).

Frankie slowly accepts the fact she’s going to be dating all four of them. However as in everyone’s life nothing is as easy as it seems.

Between a mostly absent mother, the guys, and mysterious roses showing up on her car, I couldn’t put this book down.

This is a long book and we are only two weeks into senior year, it’s thoroughly enjoyable with a bit of heat and lots of simmer. I truly can’t wait for the next book in this series!

5 Contented Purrs for Heather!


Heather Long Heather Long

USA Today bestselling author, Heather Long, likes long walks in the park, science fiction, superheroes, Marines, and men who aren’t douche bags. Her books are filled with heroes and heroines tangled in romance as hot as Texas in the summertime.

From paranormal historical westerns to contemporary military romance, Heather might switch genres, but one thing is true in all of her stories–her characters drive the books.

When she’s not wrangling her menagerie of animals, she devotes her time to family and friends she considers family. She believes if you like your heroes so real you could lick the grit off their chest, and your heroines so likable, you’re sure you’ve been friends with women just like them, you’ll enjoy her worlds as much as she does.

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Eyes in the Darkness – The Coveted Book 1 By Rebecca Royce & Ripley Proserpina

Eyes in the Darkness
The Coveted Book 1
Rebecca Royce
Ripley Proserpina



There’s something in the darkness,
and it’s watching her…

Lacey Madison wants to be like every other teenager. She wants to wave to her best friend, and have him wave back. She wants to kiss a boy, and for him to stay in town.

She wants to go to school,
and not be accused of murder.

But bad things are always happening around her, and in this dusty little desert town, nothing is what it seems. Lacey’s entire life has been leading to something, and those eyes in the desert darkness hold all the answers.



One thing is certain, when Rebecca and Ripley put their heads together you are in for an awesome journey.

Lacey has been trying her best to keep her head down, not so easy in this small town. Her goal is to finish school and get out, go as far north and the furthest she could get. One of the things she did was kick a can on her way to and from school. Little did she know that beat-up can would start to change everything when she kicked it into the road in front of a car she didn’t recognize.

Thorn Evans and Colton Ivy exited the car and almost immediately started exerting their alpha maleness. Which Lacey blatantly ignores and continues on her way.

She even felt like poking a bear, in a manner of speaking and starts up a conversation with Aaron Chee who lived in the trailer across from her. He was homeschooled she only saw him here. A dinner invitation there adds even more to the intrigue. Aaron, Oliver, Kelly and their parents, Jacinda and Ray, have an unusual occupation, and well there’s more than a little creepy in this quiet town.

This is a favorite scene when some horses get sick.

I’d never shoveled horseshit before, and I’d certainly never done it with barn lights blazing down on me. I wiped sweat off my brow and tried not to think about what I was getting on myself. Ugh. And the smell. The smell was not pleasant.


I winced at the sound of my name. I should have known that Thorn would show up here. His father owned most of the stables in town and the outskirts. People came to his ranches to have authentic cowboy experiences and didn’t know they’d walked right into another version of corporate America. There wasn’t a cowboy operation in the state of New Mexico that he didn’t have his hand in.

Thorn Evans.

He had a cowboy’s name, and if his hair was just a little longer, he’d look like one. I put my head down, like horseshit was the most interesting shit I’d ever seen, and hoped he’d leave.

See— here was the thing with Thorn— I didn’t want to have any sort of reaction to him. Yes, I’d kissed him. And yes, everyone knew about it, hated me for it, and treated me like I threw puppies into traffic.

So the last thing I wanted was to be stuck in a barn, looking like shit while I shoveled literal crap, with Thorn Evans and his kissable lips and sad eyes.

Of course he’d show up to watch me shovel crap. I surveyed the barn. Where was Oliver? He’d wandered off somewhere, and I hadn’t seen him in a while.

A horrible thought occurred to me. What if Oliver left me here on purpose? What if he was in on it with Thorn? What if he and Colton were somewhere, watching me shovel, laughing their asses off? I forced the thought from my head. That wouldn’t help anything right now.

“Lacey?” I had the strangest impression that Thorn was nervous but discounted it right away.

“Thorn.” He’d said my name, so I said his back.

“What are you doing here?” He put his hand on my shovel handle to stop me from using it.

I lifted my head. “My friend asked me to help him. I came. End of story.”

Thorn looked over his shoulder. “Are you friends with that new guy? The one everyone likes? What’s his name? Chee?”

“Oliver Chee.” I took the shovel back. “Yes, he’s my friend.” Or at least, I’d had a glimmer of hope he could become that. I’d technically met him just hours earlier, but there it was. “I guess I should ask what you’re doing here. Do you often get your hands dirty?”

I knew the answer to that was no. Thorn didn’t do the manual labor.

He smiled at me. “I came to help. If I’d known you were here, I’d have come earlier. I want to talk to you.”

The last thing I wanted was to have a one-on-one with Thorn. “Whatever happened, I’d rather leave it alone. It was a year ago, and people are still talking about it. We kissed. Your mom was suuuuuuper upset about it and told everyone I ruined your life. So you took off with Colton. Which meant I was also responsible for his downfall. Both of you destroyed by me. The temptress of boys.” I motioned to my disgusting outer appearance at the moment. “Sorry to have ruined your life.”

“Lacey?” It was Oliver. With the inky darkness behind him, his silhouette seemed to glow in the barn light. “What are you doing?”

At first, I thought he meant Thorn, but he was looking at me. I was at a loss. Hadn’t he said to haul out the stall? “I’m—”

He came inside, dusky cheeks flushed pink. “Lacey. I’m so sorry. I meant take out the hay. Not the manure.”

Nearby, there was a snort, and I whipped a glare in Thorn’s direction. He held up his hands as if to placate me. “You made a stable hand really happy, though.”

Pitching the shovel into the wheelbarrow, I wiped my arm across my sweaty forehead. “Great. That’s exactly what my goal was.” I probably stunk to high heaven, and I’d made a fool of myself in front of two people. At least—

“What are you doing here?”

The wall was too far away to bang my head against. “Colton. I was just leaving.” Of course he and Thorn would be joined at the fucking hip. Of course.

“I need some help,” Oliver said, his voice a little confused. He watched the other two guys with narrowed eyes and held out his hand.

Pulling my gloves off, I stomped by my arch-nemeses. I was going to head right past Oliver, too, but he stopped me with a hand on my arm. One long look was all it took for some of my anger to drain out of me. “At least I got the hay out with the shit,” I said and shrugged.

He gave me a slight smile before glancing over my shoulder toward Colton and Thorn. “Come see the horses.”

Immediately, I forgot all about the sweat and the smell. “Are they better?” I asked.

“I’ll find you later, Lace,” Thorn called after me, but I didn’t answer. And he didn’t follow.

“Come see,” Oliver replied a little cagily.
Ripley Proserpina; Rebecca Royce. Eyes in the Darkness: The Coveted, Book 1 (Kindle Locations 289-328).

Thorn and Colton do finally get to explain what happened that they left town so abruptly and seem to be quite friendly with the Chee’s as well.A truly freaky exorcism performed by the local pastor has Lacey moving in with the Chee’s and Thorn and Colton get involved as well.

Fast-paced and suspenseful as the attraction between Lacey and the four boys increases and so does the danger.

I couldn’t put this book down, every page just adds more twists. I do hope the next book isn’t far off. I can’t wait to see what happens next.

5 Contented Purrs for Rebecca and Ripley!


Rebecca Royce Rebecca Royce

As a teenager, I would hide in my room to read my favorite romance novels when I was supposed to be doing my homework. I hope, these days, that my parents think it was worth it.

I am the mother of three adorable boys and I am fortunate to be married to my best friend. I live in Austin Texas where I am determined to eat all the barbecue in town.

I am in love with science fiction, fantasy, and the paranormal and try to use all of these elements in my writing. I’ve been told I’m a little bloodthirsty so I hope that when you read my work you’ll enjoy the action packed ride that always ends in romance. I love to write series because I love to see characters develop over time and it always makes me happy to see my favorite characters make guest appearances in other books.

In my world anything is possible, anything can happen, and you should suspect that it will.

I’d love to hear from you!


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Ripley Proserpina spends her days huddled near a fire in the frozen northern wilds of Vermont. She lives with her family, two magnificent cats, and one dog who aspires to cat-hood. She is the author of the Reverse Harem series, The Searchers, Midnight’s Crown, and the young adult/fantasy duet, Wishes and Curses.

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Purrr – Catnip Assassins Book 3 By Skye MacKinnon

Catnip Assassins
USA Today Bestselling Author
Skye MacKinnon



Five signs a cat is in heat:

Rubs against anything male
Coos over kittens
Presents her assets as often as possible
Gets easily distracted
Loses interest in assassinations

Kill me now. This is going to be hell.

The third book in this purrfectly exciting urban fantasy series.


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Kat has a problem, she’s become decidedly furry although she is still in human form, and she is meowing not talking. Hiding in her attic hammock, she just wants everything to go back to normal.

Ryker shows up to talk to her, she really doesn’t want to listen but he does reveal some interesting information.

This is a favorite scene.

I rub my sternum where Gryphon managed to crack two of my ribs while resuscitating me. My body isn’t healing as quickly as it should. I’m broken and I don’t know how to fix myself.

“Getting better,” I lie. It still hurts like hell when I touch it. “I hope Gryphon isn’t feeling guilty still?”

Ryker chuckles. “I don’t think he’s going to stop feeling guilty until you’re walking around healthy and happy. Lennox is still blaming himself as well. This whole house is filled with nothing but self-pity and self-loathing.”

He sounds bitter about it, and I realise that I’ve never properly talked to him about his new human self. I’ve simply accepted that he can now shift, that he’s found his human side.

“How are you?” I ask softly.

In response, he gently squeezes my shoulder. “It’s confusing. I thought it would be hard to walk on two legs, to talk with humans, but it’s like I’ve been doing it all my life. I still don’t like looking at mirrors though. That face doesn’t belong to me. In my mind, I’m still a cat.”

“We have that in common,” I mutter. “I don’t want to see myself in the mirror, either.”

“Show me.” His voice is a quiet demand, hitting my senses at the same time as another burst of his scent.

I find myself turning before I can stop myself. I swipe my hair out of my face and let him look at me.

I was expecting surprise. Disgust. Horror at my ugliness. Instead, he slowly reaches out and strokes my cheek.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispers. “Exquisite.”

Of all the reactions I imagined, this wasn’t one of them. I don’t know how to respond. I stare at him in confusion.

He chuckles. “Did you think I’d run away screaming?”

I nod, unable to speak at seeing the heat in his gaze.

“It makes your eyes seem brighter,” he whispers and kneels on the floor so that we’re on the same level. His mouth is close to mine, too close, but I’m stuck in my hammock and can’t move away.

“You’re beautiful,” he repeats. “You shouldn’t try and hide the cat in you. You’re both, cat and human, and you need to give her space to unfold, especially now.”

“Especially now?” I repeat, confused.

He quirks an eyebrow. “You don’t know? I can smell it from half a mile away.”


“Does that mean this doesn’t happen every time? Is it the first time you have this fur on your face?”

“I have no clue what you’re on about,” I say, repressing a frustrated growl. If he’s not going to tell me what’s going on this very second, I’m going to bite his head off with my overly sharp human teeth. Or maybe some other bits that are easier to bite off than a head.

“Estrus,” he replies gently. “Surely this isn’t your first time?”

That word sounds familiar, but I don’t want to believe what I think it means.

“You’re in heat,” he explains, confirming my fears. “I thought you knew.” He clears his throat. “How can you not know? Every cat in the area will know by now. Your scent is rather strong.”

I glare at him. “Are you telling me that I smell?”

He winces. “No, not smell. Your scent is that of the most fragrant rose, delicate and strong at the same time, full of promises of beauty and happiness.” He gives me a small smile, tinged with a trace of embarrassment. “I’ve had my cats spread the message that you’re not a normal female, that you’re out of bounds, but there are dozens of males leaving their marks down below in the courtyard.”

I squeeze my eyes shut, wanting to escape. And I here I was thinking it couldn’t get any worse. How wrong I was.

I’m in heat. That would explain the fur, the meowing, how I don’t feel right in my own skin.
MacKinnon, Skye. Purrr (Catnip Assassins Book 3). Peryton Press. Kindle Locations (111-146). Kindle Edition.

Plenty of humor in this one along with the ramping up of problems related to the pack.

With Ryker now in human form, there are many questions and other surprises in store here.

Finding the rest of Kat’s clones and shutting down pack research is imperative. I couldn’t put this book down.

I’ve already read Hisss so I am now waiting for Lick, the next book in this series. It’s going to be very interesting I’m sure.

5 Contented Purrs for Skye!

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Skye MacKinnon is a USA Today & International Bestselling Author whose books are filled with strong heroines who don’t have to choose.

She embraces her Scottishness with fantastical Scottish settings and a dash of mythology, no matter if she’s writing about Celtic gods, cat shifters, or the streets of Edinburgh.

When she’s not typing away at her favourite cafe, Skye loves dried mango, as much exotic tea as she can squeeze into her cupboards, and being covered in pet hair by her two bunnies, Emma and Darwin.

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Dare to Touch – Dare To Love Book 3 by Carly Phillips

Dare To Touch
Dare to Love Book 3
NY Times Bestselling Author
Carly Phillips



Olivia Dare, executive director of the Miami Thunder, and team travel director Dylan Rhodes share more than just a passion for football. Their chemistry is explosive–their feelings for each other intense. Yet Olivia has ended things for reasons he still can’t fathom and she won’t explain.

Unwilling to let something special go so easily, Dylan has been pursuing Olivia ever since. When the Pro-Bowl takes them to the tropical paradise of Hawaii, Dylan is determined to make sure their time together isn’t all business. What happens in paradise is life altering but once Olivia admits her deepest secret and fear, will Dylan still want the forever he’s been pushing for?


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Olivia has some issues with getting close to a man, largely due to her father and his treatment of her and her siblings. She was getting too involved with Dylan and backed away.

Dylan didn’t understand and he’s not one to give up easily. He’s determined to break down Olivia’s walls. He loves her and isn’t going anywhere a point he makes very clear at her birthday party and the day after.

This is a favorite scene.

The door swung open, and Dylan strode in. Speak of the devil, she thought.

Today was casual, no meetings, meaning he wore a pair of black slacks and a white collared shirt open at the neck, revealing a sprinkling of his dark—mouthwatering—hair. His sleeves were rolled up, and she found that even his forearms were muscular and sexy.

“Morning, sunshine.” He treated her to a heart-stopping smile.

She swallowed hard. “Good morning.”

“Got a minute?” he asked.

She nodded.

He shut the door behind him. “You look sexy in those glasses.”

With shaking hands, she pulled them off, suddenly self-conscious.

“You’re sexy without them too.” He started toward her desk, where his gift sat front and center.

It was too much to hope he wouldn’t notice.

The big grin on his face told her she was out of luck.

He sat on the corner of her desk and folded his arms across his chest. “So?” he asked, his knowing gaze on the incriminating box.

Better to face it head on, she decided. “Thank you, Dylan. It’s beautiful.”

“But you’re not wearing it.” His lips turned down, and she suddenly felt awful and didn’t want to disappoint him or hurt his feelings.

“I was just about to put it on.” His gaze held hers for more than a few seconds before he picked up the velvet box and took out the necklace. “Turn,” he said in a gruff voice.

She stood and pivoted around. He stepped up behind her, his body heat already testing her resolve.


She tilted her head forward and raised her long hair off her neck, allowing him to slide the necklace in place and engage the small hook. Instead of him moving away, she suddenly sensed him closer.

His breath fanned her neck, warm air causing a wave of arousal to nearly knock her off her feet.

“What are you—” She couldn’t continue, not when his lips skimmed her neck, and her words morphed into more of a moan. His mouth was warm, and he lingered, inhaling her where she stood. Her nipples puckered beneath the silk of her tank, and she grabbed on to the desk for support.

“Do you want to know why I gave this to you? Why I call you sunshine?” His words vibrated against her skin, but he didn’t give her a chance to reply. “It’s because when I come in to work every morning, seeing you lights up my day.”

Oh God. “That’s—”

“Corny but true.” He grasped her shoulders to keep her steady and rimmed her outer ear with his tongue.

He lit a fuse that ran straight to her core. Suddenly that was all she was aware of, the pulsing of her sex, her damp panties, and her heavy breasts, all three achy and needing his touch more than her next breath.

She wanted to turn, throw herself into his arms, and kiss him for all she was worth. Wrap her legs around his waist and—

A quick knock and her door opened wide. Riley, her sister-in-law, strode in, speaking as she walked. “I wanted to talk to you about—Oh!” She came to a halt. Took in Olivia and Dylan, and a big smile crossed her face. “Looks like I’m interrupting,” she said but made no move to leave.

Olivia tried to step away, but Dylan’s hands on her arms held her tight.

“Dylan and I were just—umm . . . I mean, Dylan came to discuss the trip to Arizona for the Pro Bowl, didn’t you?” she asked in a rush, grasping for a business-related reason for him to be in her office. Not that anything would explain how close they stood or how his lips had been on her neck . . .

Dylan merely looked amused. “Apparently, yes. I’m here to talk about the trip.” He stepped away, but his hand dropped, skimming Olivia’s lower back. “We can pick this discussion up at lunch,” he said.

“Lunch?” she asked, parroting his words because her entire body was still tingling, unable to process what had just happened between them. What would have happened if Riley hadn’t barged in?

It wasn’t much. It was everything. Shit.

“Lunch,” he stated. “I’ll come get you at noon.” He turned to her and winked.

She ignored that in favor of his overbearing push to make plans she hadn’t agreed to. “Don’t I get a say?” she asked. “What if I already have plans?”

Ignoring Riley’s amused grin, Dylan met her gaze. “I gave you a say for the last couple of months. I decided that it’s my turn. See you at noon.” His fingers glided over her hand as he walked out. “Nice to see you, Riley,” he said, disappearing out the door.
Phillips, Carly. Dare to Touch (Dare to Love Book 3). CP Publishing. Kindle Locations (147-190). Kindle Edition.

This relationship has a lot of ups and downs even as the two of them deal with a young player and his interfering family at the Pro Bowl.

Lots of romance, some suspense and plenty of heat will keep you turning the pages.

I am starting my re-read of the next book now.

5 Contented Purrs for Carly!

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Carly Phillips is the N.Y. Times and USA Today Bestselling Author of over 50 sexy contemporary romance novels featuring hot men, strong women and the emotionally compelling stories her readers have come to expect and love.

Carly’s career spans over a decade and a half with various New York publishing houses, and she is now an Indie author who runs her own business and loves every exciting minute of her publishing journey. Carly is happily married to her college sweetheart, the mother of two nearly adult daughters and three crazy dogs (two wheaten terriers and one mutant Havanese) who star on her Facebook Fan Page and website. Carly loves social media and is always around to interact with her readers.

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New Series! Royally Twisted – Royal Sons MC Book 1 by Elle Boon

Royally Twisted
Royal Sons MC Book 1
USA Today Bestselling Author
Elle Boon



A broken hearted Ivy will need more than just flowery words to see she’s worthy of love and Tymber is the man who will show her she’s stronger than even she knows.

Ivy needs a warrior…leaves one home and runs to the only other home she’s ever known, until tragedy strikes, leaving her spinning with nothing to catch her this time. Her best friend taking his life and the family she thought loved her like one of their own pointing accusing fingers toward her leaves her with an emptiness she’s felt only one other time.

Tymber is a survivor, a fighter…He’s fought wars in foreign countries, lost his mother to breast cancer and still he fought. Now, as a man who prides himself on being strong, he battled with insecurities after finding himself facing that same disease.

A chance meeting…Tymber knew the moment he sees Ivy something is different with her. She wasn’t broken, just a little bent and he is just the man to fix her. He just didn’t know how close he’d been to losing her before he’d gotten the chance to find her. Together, they’ll learn to love again while freeing themselves from an MC who didn’t like to lose.


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In this book Elle takes on some difficult subjects and there are scenes that could be a trigger for some people. She not only addresses suicide and the aftermath, but she also brings breast cancer into this story but not how you might expect.

Tymber sees Ivy trying to peak into a room where a meeting is in progress. Not knowing her story but sensing she needs to talk he approaches her.

Ivy needs to work out the emotions she has building, but didn’t have the courage to enter the room. In Tymber she finds someone she can connect with, and that surprised her.

This is a favorite scene.

Walking out the door, he made his way toward the mystery woman, wondering what would make a stunner like her want to kill herself. Her outfit screamed zero fucks given but clearly cost a lot of money. He was the only boy of four and knew enough to spot name brands. Harley Davidson clothes were sexy as fuck but weren’t cheap. Paired with the leather mini skirt, and the dollar signs were adding up. The slim, sexy legs he could imagine wrapped around his waist or neck…he truly was an equal opportunity guy, looked as though she worked out.

“You going to stand there all night and eye fuck me, or move on?”

Tymber brought his gaze up, startled to see bright green eyes glaring back at him. Black hair, green eyes, and porcelain skin. Black Irish his mama would’ve call her. Damn, he bet she had the fiery temper too. “Sorry, I was trying to get the nerve up to speak to you,” he lied.

She fell back onto her feet, no longer standing on the tips of the boots she wore, the leather making a creaking noise in the silence of the hall. “Uh huh, and you thought my ass had all the answers?”

A grin split his lips. “Sugar, many a fine ladies’ asses have left me speechless, yet none have given me answers. Does your ass talk?”

It was her turn to grin. “Well, I’m told when I walk away men’s tongues tend to wag. Does that count?”

He stepped closer, keeping his hands in his pockets, not wanting to appear threatening. Damn, she smelled fucking amazing. “I’d ask for a demonstration, but I find myself not wanting you to leave.”

She snorted. “Good line, lumberjack.”

Tymber startled at the name. “What?”

“The flannel and work boots. Hence lumberjack. Although I do have to say California is a far cry from the woods.” As she spoke, her hand went up and down, outlining his frame, indicating his attire.

He thought about her words, then nodded. “So, going by clothing choice, you’d be goth girl. Oh, we are a pair. The lumberjack and goth girl. Surely those are superhero names or should be.”

She laughed, then bit her lip. “I…this is odd.”

He moved across the hallway, giving her space when he sensed she needed it. He leaned against the wall, raising one leg up and resting his foot on the wall and then crossed his arms. “Nah, not odd. Ant Man was odd,” he said when the silence stretched too long.

Finally, she nodded. “You’re right; that could work. Our superhero names,” she agreed. “What would be our superpower?” she mimicked his pose.

Running his hand down his short beard a couple times, he tapped his chin as he thought. “Superman has several powers, but his disguise was fucking lame as shit. I’m gonna go with Iron Man.”

“I didn’t ask which superhero. I said what superpower,” she laughed.

Her laugh was deep, making him think of smooth whiskey. “Yeah, but after giving it some thought, I decided a complete takeover was due,” he argued.

Again, her husky laugh filled the hallway. “You’re a rule breaker, aren’t you?”

Tymber shrugged. “Only when the rules are stupid. Now, before you get your panties in a twist, I’m not saying your rules were stupid.”

When she held her hand up and gifted him with another laugh, he swore he’d do almost anything to hear it again and again. “First of all, I didn’t give a rule. Second of all, I don’t have any panties on.” Her cheeks turned a delicate pink, but she didn’t break eye contact.

Oh, he liked her sass. Now, he just needed to convince her to go to the suicide help meeting, or maybe he could help her. He knew all about thinking life was over. Five years ago, he was sure his time was up. He’d never heard of a man getting breast cancer. For fuckssake, he didn’t have tits like a woman. Sure, he had pecs, he worked out and had muscles, but not huge man boobs. A nice six pack and he felt he was good to go. No, he wouldn’t win any body building competitions, but he didn’t give a shit about them. He’d had women say they could wash their tongues on his abs…and he’d let them. Ahh, the good old days.

“Hey, you okay?”

Shit, he needed to keep his head on straight.

“My name’s Tymber Black, by the way,” he blurted.

Big green eyes widened. “Oh, um, I’m Ivy.”

He moved off the wall, holding out his hand. “Nice to meet you, Ivy. Would you like to go grab a cup of coffee and discuss our superhero status further?”

Wariness filled her gaze. “Is that a euphemism for lets go have sex?”

Her pale hand trembled in his large one. “Sugar, when we have sex, there will be no euphemisms. I’m not one to worry about being too harsh or blunt. If I have something to say, or if I feel something, I just say it. Life is too short to play those type of games.”
Boon, Elle . Royally Twisted (Royal Sons MC). Elle Boon. Kindle locations (148-187). Kindle Edition.

As this story plays out, we meet the brothers of Ivy’s best friend who killed himself. They believe she was Luke’s girlfriend, when in fact Damien was the man in Luke’s life. They take exception when Ivy starts dating Tymber and things get wild.

A wild, intense, satisfying read, with plenty of heat in more ways than one.

5 Contented Purrs for Elle!

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Elle Boon

Elle Boon is a USA Today Bestselling Author of sexy alphas, strong heroines, and sinfully sexy romance. She lives in Middle-Merica as she likes to say…with her husband and Kally Kay her black lab and writing partner. She has two amazing kids, Jazz and Goob, and is a MiMi to one adorable little nugget named Romy, or maybe better known as RomyGirl, who has totally won over everyone who sees hers. She’s known for saying “Bless Your Heart” and dropping lots of F-bombs, but she loves where this new journey has taken her and has no plans on stopping.

She writes what she loves to read, and that’s romance, whether it’s about Navy SEALs, or paranormal beings, as long as there is a happily ever after. Her biggest hope is that after readers have read one of her stories, they fall in love with her characters as much as she did. She loves creating new worlds, and has more stories just waiting to be written. Elle believes in happily ever afters, and can guarantee you will always get one with her stories.

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