Dylan Pressure and a nip of my skin recoils my muscles. A pinprick at my left arm tells me Randy’s shoved a needle into my veins, and the warmth that floods every muscle in my body, like a fireplace at Christmastime, has me clinging to my reality. It’s nauseating and soothing, curling my toes at…
KISSING IN CARS (Book #1) This novel, along with all others in this series, is a standalone with no cliffhanger. You’re welcome. WILL SHE, OR WON’T SHE… Studious and (mostly) sensible, the only thing Molly Wakefield wants to do is get through Senior Year and graduate. Well, that and hit the beach in her spare…
“I’m writing a kissing scene!” she blurted, mentally kicking herself for screaming it in his face. “And the guy’s a complete jackass. Since my only experience with jackasses is you…” Her voice was shaky, just like her body. Could he tell how much she wanted him? How much she hated that her response was this—raw….
It’s funny when you go back to the start. You don’t realize how much you missed. Well, how much you forgot. Jamie Begley has once again consumed my world. Her Last Riders are a force to be reckoned with. Razer’s Ride is book about love, loyalty and … open-mindedness. If you haven’t already figured out…
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Dylan “Look, I know it doesn’t mean anything to you. I get that you don’t like the hero stuff. But I really do appreciate what you did.” I run my finger along his perfectly trimmed hairline and bend forward to kiss the back of his neck. I can’t help it. It’s the first time I’ve…
CHASER (Dive Bar #3) By Kylie Scott Releases 17 April 2018 Blurb Given his well-earned bad boy reputation, Eric is having a tough time scoring.. When single Jean moves to town, she seems heaven sent by the sex gods. Only problem is, she not only wants nothing to do with him, but it turns out…
I pull my phone out of my pocket to call Beau Boudreaux, who also happens to be my landlord.Of course, there is no answer.The man lives upstairs, directly above this shop. Can’t he hear the water? Does he sleep like the dead?Or maybe he’s not home. I frown and open my mind, searching the building….
MEET BIANCAI sighed audibly. Are we even moving? It was seriously the slowest elevator I’d ever taken. Frustrated, and maybe a bit anxious to get the interview over with, I took another shot at the elevator panel. Again, pressing the button repeatedly, I groaned, “Come on. I’m already freakin’ late.” I breathed a sigh of…
“We’re done ignoring us.” His hand cups my face, fingers stroking my cheeks down to my chin. When my lips part, his eyes drop to my mouth, focusing on my lips. I’ve been kissed. Dates. Dares. However they’ve happened, I’ve had a few solid moments of “PG-rated hookups. Nothing I have ever experienced has anything…