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ARC Review! Forbidden In-Law – Forbidden Book 3 by Carmen Falcone


Forbidden In-Law
Forbidden Book 3
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Baker Natalie Brooks needs to fix her home before it falls apart, but her late husband’s alcohol addiction left her broke. When her sexy father-in-law shows up at her house and offers his help to compensate for failing his son before he died, she accepts though she doesn’t know him that well. However, there’s no denying the instant heat sizzling between them. She shouldn’t want him, but she doesn’t know how to stop the need building inside her.

Contractor Vincent Brooks needs closure to ease his guilt about not being there for his son when he was alive. When he learns about his daughter-in-law’s financial crisis, he returns his hometown in Texas to volunteer his services and pay off her debt. What he doesn’t count on is his attraction to his son’s intriguing, gorgeous widow. And, if he’s reading the signals right, the electricity sparking between them is mutual. Acting on it would be wrong, so he’s determined to fight the desire drawing them together.

Everything’s going according to plan until the AC breaks. Vincent suggests they go to the nearest motel to keep from melting during a scorching summer night, but there’s only one room available which tests their self-control. They can’t fight the sizzling heat flaring between them and their sexual chemistry spirals into a dangerous fire zone…

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Now before you say anything this series is FORBIDDEN so if you can’t deal with that don’t bother reading any further.Natalie is a baker, but she really wanted to do some sort of pottery, but the town she’s in doesn’t have much in the line of arts and crafty stuff. At one point, after her husband’s death she thought to move possibly move and start over somewhere. Unfortunately her late husband’s alcoholism left her with no money and a house that is falling apart.

Her mother-in-law Dina, in an attempt to be helpful, calls her ex-husband and reveals Natalie’s plight. His guilt over not being around for most of his son’s life has him coming to her aid.

Now the attraction Natalie feels toward Vincent has her questioning her own motives, as does Vincent since the feelings appear to be mutual.

Plenty of twists to get to the very hot scenes. While this wasn’t a favorite for me, the whole alcoholism and the marriage time line bothered me. It was very hot and sexy and very much the forbidden relationship Carmen was going for.

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Carmen Falcone learned at an early age that fantasizing about fictional characters beat doing math homework any day. Brazilian by birth and traveler by nature, she moved to Central Texas after college and met her broody Swiss husband–living proof that opposites attract.

She found in writing her deepest passion and the best excuse to avoid the healthy lifestyle everyone keeps talking about. When she’s not lost in the world of romance, she enjoys spending time with her two kids, being walked by her three crazy pugs, reading, catching up with friends, and chatting with random people in the checkout line.

She loves to procrastinate, so please indulge her and drop her a line. For more info, visit her website.

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Countdown to Christmas! ARC Review of Brazilian Surrender by Carmen Falcone


Brazilian Surrender
The Brazilians Book 4
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Carmen Falcone

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Psychology student Camila Duarte is finally on her own, living in NYC and away from her overprotective brothers. Her serenity quakes when she receives terrorizing letters. When the threats ramp up, she hires the best problem solver in the business to protect her and look for the criminal.

After losing his wife and kid, Jaeger Bauer left the NYPD and has one simple rule: don’t get attached. A job is just a job. Working close to Camila, however, puts his remarkable self-control to the test. He wants to pursue her, even though they are complete opposites and want different things. As the stakes get higher, Jaeger needs to choose between protecting his client…or surrendering to desire and jeopardizing the entire mission.

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Although this isn’t a Christmas story, I have been waiting for this book, the final book of the Brazilians. Thank you to Carmen Falcone for the ARC, it’s always a privilege to read a book before release.

What’s a girl to do when she finds herself receiving threatening letters? Well in Camila’s case she could turn to her brothers but her whole reason for leaving Brazil was to prove she could be on her own. Besides the publicity that would arise from her going to them or the police could jeopardize her future career as a therapist.

When Jaeger’s Aunt Gesa calls and tells him he has to take Camilla on as a client, he knew he couldn’t say no without incurring the woman’s wrath.

Threatening letters were one thing, but then Camilla comes home from work and finds her dog dead.

This is a favorite scene when Jaeger takes her to his home for the extra security.

A tiny brown Chihuahua ran to him, yapping and wagging its tail. He carried the dog to another area of the apartment, with an apologetic expression. “I’m sorry.”

She blinked back more tears. Her heart raced at the memory of how happily Torto greeted her whenever she arrived at home, even if she’d been gone for a few minutes to get the mail. “It’s okay,” she lied, but her restrained voice betrayed her.

“This should have crossed my mind.” To the dog he said, “Sit down.”

She slid off her oversize bag, letting it fall on the floor, and then sat on one of the sofas. What a strange feeling. She’d lost both her parents, so she’d had firsthand experience on dealing with grief. Yet knowing about it did nothing to help her accept the loss of Torto.

“Some people say it’s just a dog, but he was my companion ever since I lived in Brazil. Having him here meant having a little piece of my family and homeland with me.”

“I…” He scratched his head. Would he offer his condolences again? He reached to his cabinet, grabbed a bottle of tequila and two shot glasses from another, and filled them up. “Here.” He walked to her, holding the glasses.

She accepted one, trying for her fingers to not brush his. She glanced at the clear liquid and realized that was the best he could offer her. Didn’t take a shrink to know Jaeger Bauer didn’t enjoy sentimental conversations, and maybe the alcohol would help numb the pain. Taking a deep breath, she lifted the glass to her lips and drank it all at once. A burning tightened her throat for a few seconds, and when she sat the glass on the coffee table her limbs loosened a notch.

“Better?” he asked, and she noticed he’d emptied his glass, too.

“Is that what you do not to feel?” she asked him, her brain barely catching up to the words escaping her mouth. He sat across from her.

“Not often. I train and work and deal with each day one at a time.”

“Whom did you lose?” she asked, composing herself on the sofa and crossing her legs. The way he talked about things had to mean he knew a thing or two about losing people.

He drummed his fingers on the glass. He shook his head. “Working for you will be easier if we don’t try to be friends.”

“Shouldn’t be a problem. Something tells me you’re not exactly an expert at making friends.”

He smiled. “You got that right.”

Why didn’t he smile more often? Okay, so it wasn’t a happy-go-lucky chuckle or anything. He curved his lips and slowly showed his straight white teeth, the grin sneaking up on him before he could dictate himself not to, she imagined.

“Okay, nonfriend…what’s up with the tiny dog? I’d picture you with a Rottweiler not with something that can fit in doll’s clothes.”

“He belonged to an old neighbor who passed away. I offered to walk the dog when she was sick, and after she died I thought she’d want me to keep it.”

“That’s sweet of you.”

“It’s not like I’m curing cancer. Pork Chop’s just a dog,” he said then, maybe realizing his words, sighed. “I’m sorry.”

She waved him off. “It’s okay. I understand what you mean. It’s still nice of you to care for him. And you can bring him to the living room. I promise I’ve run out of tears. Some warm interaction with another being would be good,” she said, then immediately regretted her moxie.

She avoided glancing at him and massaged her temples. Droga. What a crappy, crappy day. The night didn’t look much better either. She closed her eyes. Maybe she’d lied to him about the tears, she realized as a hot sting pricked her eyelids. No. She clamped her lips shut and tensed up her whole face, willing sadness away.

She felt something move around her, the weight in the sofa shift a bit. When she opened her eyes, she found him sitting next to her.

He put his hand on hers, and a sizzle traveled up her arm. “We’ll find who did this to your dog, Camila. I promise you.”
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With her brother’s wedding approaching, keeping her secure was going to be difficult. Especially since every minute spent with her is leading to something he’s not sure he’s ready for.

A fast paced, page turning read that will keep you guessing until the end. With plenty of steamy build-up to a sizzling relationship.

5 Contented Purrs for Carmen!

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Carmen Falcone learned at an early age that fantasizing about fictional characters beat doing math homework any day. Brazilian by birth and traveler by nature, she moved to Central Texas after college and met her broody Swiss husband–living proof that opposites attract.

She found in writing her deepest passion and the best excuse to avoid the healthy lifestyle everyone keeps talking about. When she’s not lost in the world of romance, she enjoys spending time with her two kids, being walked by her three crazy pugs, reading, catching up with friends, and chatting with random people in the checkout line.

She loves to procrastinate, so please indulge her and drop her a line. For more info, visit her website.

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The Cowboy’s Socialite by Carmen Falcone


The Cowboy’s Socialite
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Carmen Falcone

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Winning the bet should be easy. Keeping their hands off each other is a lot harder…

After losing everything, socialite Lola St. James moves to Texas to convert her only possession, Red Oak Ranch, into a luxury bed and breakfast. After all it can’t be that hard to trade in a pair of stilettos for cowboy boots.

Jack Canyon, her estranged husband and co-owner of the ranch, vows to stop her from turning his home into Barbie’s country hotel. He knows her promises are meaningless, and he needs the land’s mineral rights to expand his business. He bets everything she won’t last a week as a cowgirl. She agrees—if he’ll turn over his half of the land. No problem.

Except now they’re forced to live together. New flames reignite until Lola and Jack can’t deny the red hot sexual tension between them. But when old betrayals resurrect, Lola must choose between running away or staying in Jack’s arms…

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What does a guy do when his estranged wife shows up at their ranch intending to make changes? He bets her she can’t pull off her plans and if she loses she leaves. There is another hitch though, no one in town knows they are married. That part of their lives took place in another state, in another time.

Unfortunately for both of them that information will be real quick to leak. Especially since they still have a wild attraction to each other.

Lola is determined to turn the ranch she co-owns with Jack into a bed and breakfast. For once she will see something through and make it a success.

Jack knowing her penchant for not finishing anything she starts allows her to begin transformation of the ranch house.

Although this starts off with both arguments and heat sparking, One of my favorites scene is when the car Lola bought won’t start. Used cars are fun like that and she really doesn’t have the extra money to spend on it.

He left the kitchen, but a few moments later, he realized he wasn’t ready for the sight in front of him. Lola St. James, her delectable ass up in the air as she leaned over the engine.
Libido stirred strong and hard inside him, and he had to evoke all kinds of cockblocking images to wipe the very real one just before his eyes. Time to think about Dad, politicians and buckets of icy water. Anything to yank the blood pounding thoughts invading his brain, and corrupting his soul. But no descriptions surpassed the cold truth, no matter how much he’d tried to fool himself. We aren’t done. Not yet.

Straightening his nearly sagging shoulders, like he’d just been punched in the gut, he crunched the dry leaves under his boots, and walked over to her.

Perhaps sensing his nearness, she arched back, easing the kinks out of her back.

A hot pink shirt outlined her voluptuous breasts and indented the sensual curve of her stomach; the same shorts he’d seen her wearing on the horseback ride showcased her sinful long legs. The thread of sweat on her face and glistening between her breasts assured him she’d been under the sun for a while.

He cleared his throat. “What are you doing?”

She jammed both hands in her pockets, a pang of frustration in her eyes. “Trying to get this sucker to work.”

He gave a sideways glance to the bare engine. “What’s the problem?” “It won’t start. I popped the hood and hoped to see some smoke or something to clue me in as to why this is happening.”

Turning his attention to her, he placed his hand over his eyes to fight the blinding sun. Bad idea. Rays hit her head and shone around, producing a halo effect, outlining the curly ends of her hair—that would look glorious, spread on his pillow. With a shudder, he curled his fists into balls. “And what would you do if it smoked?”

She chewed on her lower lip. “Besides praying my skin wouldn’t get oily? I hoped to find an open lid I could close. It seems easy enough in the movies.”

Smothering a chuckle, he leaned onto the engine. After a quick survey, he shook his hands. “You need a new alternator. It won’t start like this.”

She slapped her forehead and sighed. “Of course.”

He closed the hood and tapped the metal. “I can ask Earl to sort this out, but it’ll take at least a few hours to get it done,” he said, describing the best case scenario. Earl would have to stop his work and go into town to buy a new alternator and hire a mechanic to change it.

“How much will it cost?”

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of it.”

“No. No. I’ll do it.” She stepped closer to him, and her face sobered. “Not right away, obviously, because I’m broke, but can I pay you back in the future?”

“It’s nothing.” She touched his wrist, demanding his full attention. Heat coiled in his stomach. “Please?”

“Okay.” He choked out the word, and took a step back, taking his tingling wrist away from her.

What to say next? He wouldn’t, couldn’t let her see his control slipped from him. “But weren’t you supposed to go see your dad’s cousin today?”

She shuffled her weight from foot to foot, and lifted her hand over her eyes to look at him. “That’s where I was going.”

“I’ll take you,” he said, and when he heard himself, the spontaneous offer echoed in his ears. He stretched to his full height. She couldn’t drive that piece of junk, and if she found a ride to get there and then needed to return at the end of the day… who would she call? Him. So. He might as well bite the bullet. That’s all this was—a way to avoid more inconvenience later on.

Lola settled for a closed lip smiling, her shift changing from one leg to another. “Your driving me is too much. I’ve been trying to do things on my own.”

“You have, Lola. I’ll just be doing this as… a friend. Maybe you shouldn’t be alone.”

“Thanks, Jack.” The sweetness in her voice, lacking any sexual connotation, cut into his heart.

Friends helped each other. However, how could he be her friend when dirty images and thoughts filled his mind at every turn? The words pounded in his ears, in staccato.

Not. Done. With. Her.

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With much quarreling and off the charts sex these two just can’t seem to keep their hands off each other. But there is of course a few wrenches thrown into the mix as Lola tries to find her birth parents. Nothing like some added angst when you’re starting a business.

A fun read with lots of twists and turns in the relationship.

5 Contented Purrs for Carmen!

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carmen-falcone  Carmen Falcone

Carmen Falcone learned at an early age that fantasizing about fictional characters beat doing math homework any day. Brazilian by birth and traveler by nature, she moved to Central Texas after college and met her broody Swiss husband–living proof that opposites attract.

She found in writing her deepest passion and the best excuse to avoid the healthy lifestyle everyone keeps talking about. When she’s not lost in the world of romance, she enjoys spending time with her two kids, being walked by her three crazy pugs, reading, catching up with friends, and chatting with random people in the checkout line.

She loves to procrastinate, so please indulge her and drop her a line. For more info, visit her website.

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My Review of Brazilian Capture – The Brazilians Book 3 by Carmen Falcone


Brazilian Capture
The Brazilians Book 3
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Carmen Falcone

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Financier turned activist Emanuel Duarte has promised he would find the one witness who can testify against real estate developer Silas Lancaster. Sick of having every attempt at exposing Silas shut down, Emanuel wants to honor a promise he made, and takes from his opponent what matters most—his beautiful daughter Erika. Only he gets more than he bargained for with the tempting—and frustrating—woman.

Fundraiser and socialite Erika Lancaster can’t believe she’s been kidnapped. Her sexy captor is feeding her lies about her father that she refuses to swallow. Emanuel’s plans will hurt her and ruin her mother’s legacy—and that she can’t allow. Desperate to find a way out of the lush Brazilian jungle, she decides there’s only way to disarm the enemy—seduce him.

But her plan backfires and soon she realizes that seducing the enemy comes with a hefty price…loving the enemy simply isn’t an option.

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Emmanuel wants the truth exposed. The corruption that caused housing to crumble and people to die. All his efforts to bring Silas down have failed. Frustrated he comes up with a plan he is sure will get him the answers and the justice he seeks.

Erika is her father’s spokesperson, usually representing the foundation started in her mother’s memory. Often she attends functions with or in place of her father. She heads out to one of these affairs with her contingent of bodyguards, one of which she thinks she recognizes. When they head in the wrong direction she realizes these bodyguards were not sent by her father. She is being abducted, albeit in an unconventional way.

As kidnapping’s go this one was more of a game, a trap being set. Erika must be convinced to help Emmanuel destroy her father. Unfortunately that would also destroy her foundation, her mother’s legacy. The fact that her father sends goons to retrieve her does much to win her to her abductors cause.

This is a favorite scene.

“Uncuff me. Now!” he shouted. A sheen of sweat slicked on his forehead, and the desire that had fogged his irises moments earlier had disappeared.

“I can’t.” She reached the threshold, then glanced back.

“Sorry,” she said, even though she had no clue why she apologized.

He kidnapped her, lied to her about her father, and who knew what else. But why did a strange feeling nag at her, shooting a nauseating sensation in her stomach? She shook her head and scurried to the entrance. She couldn’t afford to waste any time. If the sound of his body slamming against the frame was a hint, he would be running after her soon.

She slid the key in the door handle and twisted it. The sun blinded her. She started to run, but suddenly strong arms grabbed her, and calloused hands covered her mouth.

“Ssshhhh…you’re safe.” Someone whispered. “Your father sent us.”

A burly man materialized in front of her. It took her a couple of seconds to register he just mentioned her father. Somehow her heart kept hammering on.

“You’re safe now.” The man’s grasp around her loosened enough to give her room to breathe. She blinked. “What?”

“Tony’ll take you back. And I’ll go in.”

Tony took her elbow and cocked his head in the direction of a black sedan. He opened the door for her. “Get inside.” She stared at the door with hesitation. “Where are we going?” The two men seemed legit enough. Why would a third party want to kidnap her? “Shouldn’t we call the police first?” She had no idea how these procedures worked, but why would Tony rush her away while the other one stayed? Was it because the guy would call the police and have Emanuel arrested?

Tony shook his head, somewhat annoyed. Obviously he had expected her to jump into his car without asking questions. Her father must have already had a clue about her whereabouts when Emanuel called him the previous day. Otherwise, how would he have found her so quickly and sent these two men after her? They had showed her no special badge, so she assumed her dad hired them privately. Why would he keep her disappearance a secret when he had done nothing wrong? Her stomach clenched. Unless…

A hellish smile spread across the man’s oval face. “There aren’t any police involved. Your dad ordered me to fly you home ASAP, and Harry will handle your kidnapper.”

Her chest tightened. “What do you mean handle? Listen, I think this is a huge misunderstanding…”

Tony mocked her and waved his hands in the air. “Mr. Lancaster was very clear about it. He wants no loose ends. Emanuel Duarte must be eliminated.

Now, if you get in the car, you can put this nightmare behind you, and you’ll be having brunch with your friends tomorrow.”

Nightmare? She pushed down the lump in her dry throat. The guy who walked in would kill Emanuel if she didn’t stop him. He’d die for kidnapping her because he wanted to help someone he believed was wronged. He shouldn’t have taken her, but he claimed he had good reason, and he didn’t deserve to die. She couldn’t allow that to happen, nor could she live with that kind of knowledge. She slammed the door and stepped back, her hand fumbling in the backpack. She palmed the gun, the weapon heavy and cold. “I can’t go.”

He opened the door and pointed to the inside of the car. “That’s not your choice.”

Her dad couldn’t have told these men to kill Emanuel, could he? Misunderstanding or not, leaving Emanuel behind was not an option, not if she had anything to say about it. Determined, she grabbed the gun and aimed it at him. “Get away from me.”

He laughed. “Why wouldn’t you want to go home? Listen, I can call your father, and you can talk to him after we get a head start. Get in the car, or you’ll make life harder for all of us,” he said, and reached for the inside of his vest.

“Don’t.”

He launched at her, and she pulled the trigger. The sound sliced through the air, as Tony touched the fresh blood seeping through his pants. “Bitch. You got my leg.”

Emanuel punched the intruder in the face, and he stumbled back against the nightstand. The guy must hurt and kill people for a living, he’d give him that. Ever since he’d broken the wooden frame and gotten out of the bed, the cuffs still clasped against his wrist, he’d realized the restraint would be the least of his worries. The idiot had stormed into the room and clocked him before he even registered his presence.

“I should have shot you, but I got paid extra to make it slow and painful,” the man said, panting and wiping blood from the side of his mouth.

The thug stood up, but before he could throw a punch, Emanuel shoved him against the wall, curled his fingers into a fist and hit his jaw. Once. Twice.

“You’re overpriced. I’m killing you for free.” Emanuel shoved his elbow on the man’s shoulder, dropping him to the floor. The guy groaned. Did this idiot expect Emanuel not to be such a good fighter? He’d learned his ways as a young boy and knew every dirty trick in the book, even though in his adult life he seldom used them.

A squirming noise yanked him from the moment, and he dashed out of the room. Erika. He left the house and found her fighting with another man who kept pushing her into the backseat of an idling car.

“No.”

“You’ve done enough for a day,” he grunted. “Now shut up and get in the car, you rich bitch.”

Emanuel launched at them and pushed the man off her. He tried to protest, but Emanuel punched him and he fell to the ground.

“Let’s get out of here,” he said to Erika.

She nodded, and he circled around the car and slipped onto the driver’s seat, turning on the engine. She shut the door and stayed in the back. Within seconds, they were driving away from it all.
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As they travel through the Amazon, staying at interesting venues their relationship evolves. A relationship where trust must be earned and the attraction is volatile.

Sexy, intriguing and full of beautiful detail of the Amazon region.

5 Contented Purrs for Carmen!

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carmen-falcone  Carmen Falcone

Carmen Falcone learned at an early age that fantasizing about fictional characters beat doing math homework any day. Brazilian by birth and traveler by nature, she moved to Central Texas after college and met her broody Swiss husband–living proof that opposites attract.

She found in writing her deepest passion and the best excuse to avoid the healthy lifestyle everyone keeps talking about. When she’s not lost in the world of romance, she enjoys spending time with her two kids, being walked by her three crazy pugs, reading, catching up with friends, and chatting with random people in the checkout line.

She loves to procrastinate, so please indulge her and drop her a line. For more info, visit her website.

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My Review of Forbidden Stepbrother By Carmen Falcone


 

Forbidden Stepbrother
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Tiffany Burrows is desperate for a relaxing getaway to get a break from work. When her stepmom offers a few days at the family Canadian cottage, she takes it in a heartbeat. But her dream turns into tense reality when she discovers her sexy, estranged stepbrother under the same roof, and worse: stranded due to a nasty snowstorm.

Travel journalist Santiago Cruz never expected Tiffany to show up during his stay in Lake Louise. Years ago, her reckless behavior stripped him of the family he could have had and he’s never forgiven her. He’s also never forgiven himself for the inconvenient fantasies including his sexy stepsister.

The forced proximity makes them own up to their mistakes and emotions, while starting a rendezvous hot enough to melt the coldest winter…

*Full Disclosure: this novella was first published as part of the Seven Sins anthology (under the title “Accidentally Sinful”). Since then it’s been edited, re-branded and it’s even hotter 🙂

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This is the latest of Carmen’s forbidden relationships. An interesting and fun take on what shouldn’t be but somehow is.

Imagine thinking you’re going to be alone in your parents gorgeous cabin in the middle of nowhere only to find you aren’t alone. Your stepbrother is also there. Both of you requested the parent you asked to keep your staying there a secret. Thus you end up together.

Now ordinarily this wouldn’t be problem, but with Tiffany and Santiago this is definitely not the case. Tiffany was driving the car that went out of control and killed his fiancé and unborn child.

Her guilt and his pain combine to make this situation awkward at the very least. However, they both have big secrets, not the least of which is the lust they have felt for each other since their parents introduced them.

This one heats up pretty quick, with a blizzard raging outside and when she backs away from more it just gets more interesting.

This is a scene I really loved.

He heard the sound of the door, much like he had a few hours earlier, when she stormed back into his life. No, not his life. The cottage. The noise from the whispering hollows filled the space, and he marched out of the office. Did she try to walk out in the snow? Is she insane?

A “meow” made him turn his face to the left. A skinny black cat with green eyes curled against the magazine rack. A cat? He’d been at the cottage for a couple of days and never spotted any pets in the vicinity. Alan would certainly have told him.

“Excuse me,” she said, rushing from the kitchen with a couple towels in hand. Tiffany leaned down and started to wipe the snow from the feline’s paws. The cat made a purring sound, and with a different towel she wrapped him, and held him on her lap like a newborn baby.

Of course she was at the bottom of it. “Did you open the door to rescue the cat?”

“Yes. I took a quick shower, then came to the living room and heard her whimpering. I wonder how many days she’s been roaming. Look how skinny she is,” she said, then kissed the top of the cat’s head.

A few candles lightened the living area, and they probably had been her doing too. He suppressed a smile, and gently rubbed his lips against the animal’s fur. The touch brief, yet filled with caring.

His heart squeezed. The only time he’d kissed her skin before tonight had been during a Christmas celebration. Not like he had planned on it, but before he could jerk away, her lips softly touched his cheek. How would her mouth feel against his own? Shaking his head, he willed the memory away. He cleared his thick, dry throat. “You can’t be opening the door in this weather, Tiffany. You have to be careful. Haven’t you looked out the window?” he said, even though just the sound of the angry wind smacking against the window should have been enough to change her mind.

Tiffany lifted her chin, and her gaze locked on his. The fire in her pretty eyes rivaled the candles. “I sure did. And I wasn’t about to let this defenseless poor animal die.”

He rubbed the back of his neck. She had a point. “How do you know it’s a she, and not a he?”

She petted the cat’s head, and then it purred in response. “Because I volunteer at a cat shelter. I can tell the difference.”

“Do you have any cats?” he said, remembering the black and white cocker spaniel who was already a treasured family member when his mother married Alan.

Sadness flickered in her eyes. “No. I love animals, but it sucks saying good-bye to them,” she said, her voice above a whisper.

Saying good-bye when she left the shelter to go home? Or did she mean something else? He leaned forward, as if to hear her better. “I’m sorry about Buster. My mother told me.”

“I know. I went to work, came back and he lay on the floor. He lived for twelve good years, so I guess he had it coming.”

He curled and uncurled his fingers. He had to fight the need to envelop her in a warm embrace. Especially after what just happened. Their gazes met, and passion stirred deep inside him. Blood thrummed in his veins. She must have felt it, too. She parted her lips, as if she meant to speak, then stepped back. The spark faded in her eyes. “Okay. Just keep the cat out of my way,” he said gruffly. Truly, he wanted her out of his way, but since that couldn’t be the case until the next day, he would settle for the cat. Because he couldn’t be jealous of a fucking fur ball. Could he? No. He snorted. That would be beyond ridiculous.
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Everything heats up again from here in more than one way.A fast fun read with lots of sex and emotions.

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Carmen Falcone learned at an early age that fantasizing about fictional characters beat doing math homework any day. Brazilian by birth and traveler by nature, she moved to Central Texas after college and met her broody Swiss husband–living proof that opposites attract.

She found in writing her deepest passion and the best excuse to avoid the healthy lifestyle everyone keeps talking about. When she’s not lost in the world of romance, she enjoys spending time with her two kids, being walked by her three crazy pugs, reading, catching up with friends, and chatting with random people in the checkout line.

She loves to procrastinate, so please indulge her and drop her a line. For more info, visit her website: http://www.carmenfalcone.com

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Forbidden Virgin
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She’s in love with her father’s best friend…

Kate Crawford’s always had a scorching attraction to her father’s best friend, sexy hotelier Graham Davenport. Now she’s going to study in Europe, but she wants to indulge in her secret wish and lose her virginity to Graham. After all, she’s not a teenager anymore and ready for some Adult X-rated fun.

Graham Davenport hires Kate as his trainee in his luxury hotel as a favor to her father, but seeing her flaunt her hot body is driving him insane and he’s about to lose his self-control. He doesn’t want to betray the man who helped him turn around his life, but this woman is no longer a teenager with a crush. And her desire unleashes secret passions and fantasies that neither of them can deny…

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He’s older than her, and her father’s best friend but Kate has desired him for years. She isn’t going to let him get away this time, she has the summer to convince him this is right for both of them.

Graham knows this is wrong on many levels but the little vixen has her sights set on him. With every encounter his resolve to stay away crumbles.

When he realizes the gift she has saved for him, he finds himself wanting far more than just a fling. He wants it all with her.

In the face of the intensity of their growing relationship and her father’s total disapproval, Graham sends her off to finish her schooling.

A fun read as we watch Kate’s calculated seduction, and Graham’s ever melting will power. The question remains, can they really ignore her father’s unwillingness to accept them as a couple.

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Carmen Falcone learned at an early age that fantasizing about fictional characters beat doing math homework any day. Brazilian by birth and traveler by nature, she moved to Central Texas after college and met her broody Swiss husband–living proof that opposites attract.

She found in writing her deepest passion and the best excuse to avoid the healthy lifestyle everyone keeps talking about. When she’s not lost in the world of romance, she enjoys spending time with her two kids, being walked by her three crazy pugs, reading, catching up with friends, and chatting with random people in the checkout line.

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Her Heartbreaker Boss by Carmen Falcone


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Her Heartbreaker Boss
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Billionaire Stefano Mercado takes over a tour company and is implementing drastic changes to bring it into the 21st century, but he doesn’t count on working with the woman he once loved and lost. Even worse, she loathes him after he abandoned her without explanation.

Single mom Roxie Sullivan wants to prevent Stefano from turning her world upside down again. He’s guilty of hurting her and now his plans for the company could ruin her future, but her feelings for him reignite the minute they reunite. Still, the last thing she needs is a sexy as sin, unreliable playboy bossing her around.

Soon resisting the heat flaring between them becomes impossible, but will succumbing to their passion lead to more heartbreak or the future they both deserve?

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When the tour company she works for is acquired by a new firm the last person Roxie expected to see was Stefano. They have a history, one that is not exactly a pleasant memory for her. Now he would be her boss.

Stefano knows he has to make things right with Roxie. He’d been young and stupid. Now successful and needing her support he takes her to dinner so they can hopefully make amends and move forward.

This is a favorite part of that dinner.

Why didn’t she have better memories from their time together? Another voice rang in his ears. A much raspier one— Never leave a woman unsatisfied. Ironically, John had taught him that rule after Stefano confided in him and told him about sleeping with a girl he had never called again— or checked on. He’d promised John he would call her, or write, after leaving Saddle Creek. But he’d let business and putting the past behind him override that promise. Sadness welled up his throat. He swallowed. “All I’m asking for is a shot. Give me a chance to show you what changes we plan before shutting the idea down.”

“Okay. But I have one condition.”

The Roxie he remembered never agreed to anything without negotiating first. “Go ahead.”

She stared at him straight in the eye, her irises darkening to a sultry green. “I want to show you how important a tour guide is to the company, too. So you’ll come with me while I take a group on tour. If I keep my mind open, why can’t you? Please? It’s only fair.”

He cleared his throat, forcing down the lump. No doubt if anyone else asked, he would have denied the offer— dismissed them, even. After all, he was the boss. However, Luther had explained a takeover like this would run smoother if they got the top employee in their corner— particularly because she would be the one to steer the downsized team in the right direction. Besides… Didn’t he owe her that for all he put her through?

He stretched out his hand. “Deal.”

She glanced at his hand for a beat, and then took it in hers. The brief touch shot a thrill up his arm. Her skin felt warm, soft, lovely. “Deal.”

She withdrew her hand from his, and he could swear her discomfort was almost palpable. Frustration poured over him. Had he been that bad a guy… that bad a lover that she just couldn’t stand him? Maybe his stupid ass had been so fascinated by her as a teen that being with her had meant more than it did to her. Shit. Why did her opinion of him matter?
Falcone, Carmen. Her Heartbreaker Boss (Kindle Locations 248-264). Kindle Edition.

Change is never easy and raising a child alone isn’t either. Roxie has to come to terms with her feelings for Stefano, he would leave again, there was no question about it. She couldn’t open herself up to that hurt again.

Stefano was finding it hard to ignore his feelings, he still wants Roxie. He had to make this conversion a success and Roxie was a big part of it.

A bumpy road, for all involved, with lots of sizzling emotions. Second chances are worth it, aren’t they?

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Carmen Falcone learned at an early age that fantasizing about fictional characters beat doing math homework any day. Brazilian by birth and traveler by nature, she moved to Central Texas after college and met her broody Swiss husband–living proof that opposites attract.

She found in writing her deepest passion and the best excuse to avoid the healthy lifestyle everyone keeps talking about. When she’s not lost in the world of romance, she enjoys spending time with her two kids, being walked by her three crazy pugs, reading, catching up with friends, and chatting with random people in the checkout line.

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Holiday Favorites! Red Hot Christmas: Two Novellas, Two Fabulous Authors


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This Christmas, get ready to be nice… and naughty.

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All Gabby Phillips wants is a Christmas without drama. Fat chance. Not when the new owner of her department store is tall, dark and dangerous, Nicolas Morganti, the man she ran out on. The same man her father stole half a million dollars from and the man her body still craves in the deepest hours of the night. Now she has to keep her cool, and her biggest secret – because if he finds out he has a son, he might just take the last scrap of Christmas spirit she’s got left.

Nicolas Morganti always gets what he wants. This Christmas that includes his competitor’s huge department store chain. But when he’s told money is missing and that Gabrielle Phillips works there, it doesn’t take him long to point the finger. Nobody’s ever run out on him before, and the way Gabby left was colder than a snow storm. Now it’s time to settle the score. Revenge can be gift wrapped, right?

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When Nick Morganti acquires the Department store chain she works for Gabrielle Phillips is scared. Scared she’ll lose her job and scared she’ll lose her son. Still paying off her father’s debt and faced with increased payments she finds herself on the verge of homelessness without a babysitter.

Nick Morganti has vengeance on his mind. Gabrielle’s father stole from him and he was sure she was the mastermind behind it all when she disappeared from his life five years ago. Now she’s his employee and he discovers he still has feelings for her. Feelings that aren’t part of revenge.

This is a favorite scene after the department head meeting. A look a how confused Nick and Gabby are going to get.

“I know about Fraser. His wife obviously knows about you too and has made him beg off Friday drinks because of it. Poor bastard. What were you trying to get out of him? He doesn’t strike me as someone of influence.”

Her forehead, usually smooth and untroubled, creased like old parchment paper. “You’ve spoken to him?”

“Of course. You didn’t think I’d get to where I am without being able to sense when sexual tension is clouding an employee’s judgment.”

She stared at him. “When did you speak to him?”

“Just now. In the boardroom.”

Her face collapsed in on itself and she laughed. Laughed!

It was Nicolas’s turn to stare. And as he did she pulled at her bottom lip, her eyes glinting at him, inviting him? Promising….? Not letting himself think too hard, he covered her mouth with his. The shock registered in her eyes but as if he’d flicked a switch, suddenly Gabrielle was kissing him back, softening, her body pressed to his chest.

Damn she felt good. Better than good. Despite the huge differences in their height they’d always fit well together, her tiny frame cradled in his broad one. Pushing his hands into her hair, Nicolas wanted to pull her head back, to lay his teeth on her neck, to open her shirt and take what was rightfully his.

Stop it. Nicolas pulled his mouth away but didn’t release her. He didn’t usually do self-flagellation, certainly not over something as small as a kiss, but this hadn’t been part of the plan. Yet as Gabrielle stood looking up at him, he could hardly stop himself wanting to take her right there and then on her desk. Not now. Not ever again. Drawing on every ounce of control he owned, Nicolas calmed his mind and focused on what he was here to do, not on the formidable desire and forbidden tenderness Gabrielle still elicited from him. But you stopped. You’re in control.

“Was that to prove you’re more man than Fraser Kilpatrick? No one doubts you, don’t worry. You’ve got the girls here in a flutter. Although they obviously don’t know what you’re really like. I could make a complaint. That was pretty close to sexual harassment.”

He growled.

A smile returned to her lips. “Don’t worry, I know it’s not worth it. And anyway it’s almost sweet. You think I had an affair with Fraser Kilpatrick? I would never. That’s too much.”

Nicolas was surprised that he felt relieved. Then he realized she hadn’t denied being involved with someone else called Fraser. “Who else would I be talking about?”

Turning her face away from him he watched her shoulders still. When she turned back, her confusion, mirth, every expression he’d just witnessed was gone. “So I have a boyfriend called Fraser. So what? I’m not a cheat or a home wrecker.”

Nothing about being a fraudster. Well they both knew the truth of that; no point going into it again now. She pulled at her bottom lip and Nicolas couldn’t help his gaze going back to it. How did she do it? Get under his skin like that.
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From here it just gets better and better. Someone is pilfering money and pointing it to Gabby’s department. Now she has to prove she’s innocent all over again and the realization that she still loves the man can only hurt more.

A page turning delight as Nick finds out more about Gabby and her life since him. But there is one more secret. One that will make or break this relationship.

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Carmen Falcone

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After doing time for a crime she didn’t commit, paramedic nurse Sydney Bell avoids trouble at all costs. Yet, trouble comes knocking on her door when a dying patient begs her to deliver a mysterious message to hunky Argentine investor Alejandro Soto.

Alejandro needs to publish the one book that will help restore his image and aid his uncle’s political campaign. It’s full steam ahead until a feisty redheaded woman storms into his office and offers a clue to his biographer’s death. He’s skeptical about Sydney, and laughs it off but after she’s attacked, Alejandro realizes he has no choice but to protect her, whether she likes it or not. He can’t have another death on his conscience.

A crazy attraction threatens to make Sydney surrender to her Argentine savior, but will she be ready for the Christmas scandals that will rock them along the way?

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When auto-biographer Frank Lewis is shot he whispers a cryptic message to the paramedic caring for him on route to the hospital. Sydney Bell’s life changes with those few words.

Alejandro Soto has no idea how much his privileged life is about to change when a feisty redhead barges past his assistant into his office. Having just learned of his auto-biographer’s death he wasn’t sure how much weight the woman’s words carried. That is until she gets an email from her job informing her of her partner’s death.

He knows he has to keep her safe at least until they find who killed Frank and possibly her partner. This is a favorite scene when Alejandro follows her concerned for her well-being.

“Sydney. You just left my office. Alejandro Soto,” said the voice on the other end, and her skin prickled as if it’d been stroked with a feather. After the way he pronounced her name, the man didn’t need to identify himself. That wasn’t an accent one heard every day, was it?His South American drawl was cultured, engaging, deep.

“I told you everything I know,” she said, then cleared her throat trying to sound more composed. “How did you find out where I live?” she asked, and a chill skated down her spine. This was not a good thing. The last thing she needed was a stalker— even if he had the sexiest lips she laid her eyes on. Even if in person he was ten times yummier than on her screen— and all the more dangerous. Damn it, Sydney. Hadn’t life taught her a lesson? Men like him would always have leverage over her. They could put her away, behind bars, for things she wasn’t guilty of.

“Remember you had to show your driver’s license and give them your contact information to get through security?”

Oh shit. Yeah. She had almost given them a fake address. Old habits died hard. But they asked to see her picture ID before issuing her a visitor’s badge, and she ended up being honest. “Okay, Sherlock. You got me.” She shuffled from foot to foot. “Why are you here?”

“You stormed out of my office. I was worried about you.” A sigh. “You just lost someone.”

“Thanks, but I’ll be okay. You don’t need to hand me tissues or anything,” she said, having a hard time picturing that ginormous man doing something so delicate. When he had grasped her in his office earlier, his large hands had caused an inside shiver. A man’s touch was not that familiar to her, and especially not that man’s. Imposing. Mysterious. And uncomfortably handsome.

“Sydney, let me come up. I want to make sure you’re okay. Then I’ll go.”

Like she was going to let a complete stranger into her apartment. She heard his long intake of breath from the other end of the line, and assumed he waited for her response. She bent over the kitchen sink, the wariness of the day taking a toll on her. Until this second, she had thought her heart was problem-free. Empty. Just the way it should be. Somehow, somewhere her friend had occupied a part of it— tiny enough to go unnoticed when she was alive, and big enough to increase the void now that she was gone.

Patty. Words got trapped in her throat.

A creak on the run-down laminate flooring made Sydney straighten her shoulders. Melted ice flowed through her veins.

There is someone here.
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After hiring a private detective they two of them head to Argentina to Alejandro’s mother’s home for Christmas.

From this point on everything is fraught with secrets. Everything but the growing attraction between them. They divulge to each other just about everything and once they hit the bedroom, well sparks fly.

A page turner that will keep you guessing until the very end.

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Carmen Falcone learned at an early age that fantasizing about fictional characters beat doing math homework any day. Brazilian by birth and traveler by nature, she moved to Central Texas after college and met her broody Swiss husband–living proof that opposites attract.

She found in writing her deepest passion and the best excuse to avoid the healthy lifestyle everyone keeps talking about. When she’s not lost in the world of romance, she enjoys spending time with her two kids, being walked by her three crazy pugs, reading, catching up with friends, and chatting with random people in the checkout line.

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I’ve been known to be an all round arty type so it’s no wonder my first romance has a little sparkle of the stage tucked into its pages. Being a writer was not was I was supposed to be when I ‘grew up’ but then neither was being a dancer. Sometimes my performing past jumps into of the dress up box and requires attention. But most of the time I’m content to stay in my PJs. All day. And I also thinks that chocolate can solve pretty much everything.

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