The 30 Days of Wicked Fall Giveaways is HERE!
Every day until the release of Wicked Fall, I am holding giveaways on my Facebook,Twitter, and Instagram accounts. Gift cards, E-books, signed paperbacks, ARC's of Wicked Fall and more! Be sure to check in every day so you don't miss out on any of the fun! Keep scrolling for an exclusive giveaway just for newsletter subscribers...
Wicked Fall (Wicked Horse, Book #1) is coming July 28!
Never in your wildest dreams could you begin to imagine all the filthy and depraved things that go on inside The Wicked Horse. Step inside and Woolf Jennings will make every one of your dirty fantasies come true.
He's covered in a facade of deception. An enticing blend of multi-millionaire and hot-as-hell Wyoming rancher, those that think they know Woolf Jennings admire his abilities to preside as CEO of his family's cattle and oil empire. But only a privileged few truly understand what fuels the glitter of depravity in those gorgeous blue eyes. Only a few know he's opened up a sinfully erotic and private sex club named The Wicked Horse right at the base of the beautiful Teton Mountain range.
Sweet Callie Hayes has returned home to Wyoming and is looking forward to starting her life over again. After a night of impetuosity, she's managed to put herself right in Woolf's line of sight... the man who she foolishly offered up her virginity to years ago and was flatly turned down.
Now Woolf is seeing that Callie is all grown up and has a kinky side to her that leaves him as confused as it does turned on. Worse yet, both Callie's dirty desires and sweet heart are getting under his skin, and making Woolf question everything he's ever believed about himself.
**Wicked Fall is Book #1 in the Wicked Horse Series but it can be read as a stand alone, as can all of the books in this series.
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Sawyer's Book of the Week
If you follow me on social media, you know I have a not-so-secret crush on the lovely Ella James. I should probably be embarrassed by how much I love her, but I'm just not.
This week's recommended book:
Sloth by Ella James
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The Carolina Cold Fury logo on the front, with Grantham, #57 on the back, be the envy of all your friends! Entries accepted until 11:59 pm EST on Wednesday, July 8. Open to US residents only.
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I am currently accepting book pre-orders for those that are attending the event and wish to place their book order in advance. The pre-order closes on Friday, July 10, so submit your orders now!
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LOVESWEPT, the e-originals imprint from Penguin Random House brings the best, the boldest, and the newest voices in romance directly to savvy readers.
I am so grateful to be a part of the Loveswept family, and would like to introduce you to some of my fellow Loveswept authors! Look for new authors in upcoming newsletters as well!
Author Bio: USA Today bestselling author, Bronwen Evans grew up loving books. She writes both historical and contemporary sexy romances for the modern woman who likes intelligent, spirited heroines, and compassionate alpha heroes. Evans is a two-time winner of the RomCon Readers’ Crown and has been nominated for an RT Reviewers’ Choice Award. She lives in Hawkes Bay, New Zealand with her dog Brandy.
Bronwen loves hearing from avid romance readers at Bronwen@bronwenevans.com
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A Touch of Passion by Bronwen Evans:
In the latest Disgraced Lords novel from USA Today bestselling author Bronwen Evans, a vivacious thrill seeker clashes with her dutiful defender—causing irresistible sparks to fly.
Independent and high-spirited, Lady Portia Flagstaff has never been afraid to take a risk, especially if it involves excitement and danger. But this time, being kidnapped and sold into an Arab harem is the outcome of one risk too many. Now, in order to regain her freedom, she has to rely on the deliciously packaged Grayson Devlin, Viscount Blackwood, a man who despises her reckless ways—and stirs in her a thirst for passion.
After losing his mother and sister in a carriage accident years ago, Grayson Devlin promised Portia’s dying brother that he’d always watch over his wayward sister. But having to travel to Egypt to rescue the foolhardy girl has made his blood boil. Grayson already has his hands full trying to clear his best friend and fellow Libertine Scholar of a crime he didn’t commit. Worse still, his dashing rescue has unleashed an unforeseen and undesired consequence: marriage. Now it’s more than Portia he has to protect . . . it’s his battered heart.
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Author Bio: New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Patricia Rosemoor has had 96 novels with 8 publishers and more than 7 million books in print. All but two of her Patricia Rosemoor novels are romantic suspense or romantic thrillers. She also writes a less pulse-pounding combination of romance and suspense with a dash of humor with a partner as Lynn Patrick.
Patricia has won a Golden Heart from Romance Writers of America and two Reviewers Choice and two Career Achievement Awards from Romantic Times BOOKreviews.
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Dangerous by Patricia Rosemoor:
Chicago homicide detective Camille Martell will stop at nothing to track down “Angel,” a sexual predator who has already butchered two young victims—even after her off-the-books investigation leads to her suspension. But when her relentless attempts to contact Angel online puts her teenage neighbor in mortal danger, Camille’s worst fears are realized. Panicked and overwhelmed with guilt, Camille needs help—even if it comes from the one man she swore she’d do anything to forget.
After serving time for a trumped-up charge, private investigator Drago Nance doesn’t trust cops. Nothing will change that, not even the steamy weekend with Camille that burned itself into his memory. But with an innocent girl’s life at stake, Drago can’t ignore the need in Camille’s eyes, or the heated promise in her touch. He agrees to help—if she’s willing to play by his rules. He just never suspected that seducing his partner could be just as thrilling as chasing a madman.
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Friday, July 3, 2015
Sawyer Bennett Giveaways and other Loveswept authors
One Step Further by Felice Stevens
Title: One Step Further
Author: Felice Stevens
Genre: M/M Romance
Release Date: June 29, 2015
Alex Stern has it all; good looks, charm, a job he loves and everyone calls him a friend. He lives life to the fullest at a breakneck pace, in the city that never sleeps. But Alex is also a master pretender; not even his best friend sees the pain that Alex hides so well. Alex himself isn’t sure who he is or what he’s searching for, he only knows that he hasn’t found it yet.
As a veterinarian, Rafe Hazelton loves each animal that crosses his path; they don’t care if he stutters a bit or that prefers men. Their love is unconditional, but his life is still empty; they can only give him so much. New friendships convince him it’s time to break the wall of loneliness he’s hidden behind since childhood and discover what he's been missing.
Alex and Rafe forge a friendship that turns physical, and they both swear that the relationship will last only as long as the fun does. But when old heartaches come to light and secrets hidden for years are revealed, Alex and Rafe discover if they accept what’s in their hearts and take it one step further, the greatest reward is waiting for them in the end.
Through his years of practice and experience, Rafe had learned to help and comfort, to step in when his expertise was needed, and step away when there was no hope left at all. What Alex didn’t know was that Rafe always held out hope for life, and though he might give the appearance of a man ruled by quiet and calm, in truth he was tenacious as a bulldog and refused to accept defeat.
So Rafe allowed Alex to sit in his moody silence until their beers came and they both took long, bracing swallows.
“Can I speak now?”
Alex shrugged. “Suit yourself.” That offhand comment led Rafe to believe Alex didn’t expect much from people or life in general. Perhaps he too had been disappointed by the people who should have always been there for him and weren’t.
“All my life I’ve been told I was different and that kids wouldn’t like me because of my stutter. When I realized I was gay, I knew my struggle only increased ten-fold. It made me retreat even more.”
Alex traced the lip of his beer bottle with his finger. “Yeah. I can understand that to an extent.”
So Rafe allowed Alex to sit in his moody silence until their beers came and they both took long, bracing swallows.
“Can I speak now?”
Alex shrugged. “Suit yourself.” That offhand comment led Rafe to believe Alex didn’t expect much from people or life in general. Perhaps he too had been disappointed by the people who should have always been there for him and weren’t.
“All my life I’ve been told I was different and that kids wouldn’t like me because of my stutter. When I realized I was gay, I knew my struggle only increased ten-fold. It made me retreat even more.”
Alex traced the lip of his beer bottle with his finger. “Yeah. I can understand that to an extent.”
“That’s my point. You can understand it to an extent, but not really. I’m not saying this in a spiteful way.” It was so important to Rafe to make Alex understand where he was coming from. “You’re a big, good-looking man with a great personality. Everywhere you go, you make friends so easily; people gravitate to you naturally. It’s a gift, if you think about it.”
“I have many gifts,” said Alex with a wink and smiled for the first time since they sat down. Rafe wasn’t fooled.
“You’re deflecting,” he stated, and like Rafe knew he would, Alex stopped smiling, his mouth thinning to a tight line. “Don’t get angry with me.”
“I’m not. I’m only wondering when you decided to appoint yourself as my therapist.”
“I have many gifts,” said Alex with a wink and smiled for the first time since they sat down. Rafe wasn’t fooled.
“You’re deflecting,” he stated, and like Rafe knew he would, Alex stopped smiling, his mouth thinning to a tight line. “Don’t get angry with me.”
“I’m not. I’m only wondering when you decided to appoint yourself as my therapist.”
Rafe pinned Alex with a stare and a raised brow. “When someone sticks their tongue down my throat, it’s a signal to me that maybe we’ve gone beyond a handshake and a ‘Hi, how are you.’”
Alex stared at him for a moment, then his eyes creased with amusement and he started to laugh. He didn’t stop, even when the waiter arrived with their food.
Rafe folded his arms and glared. “I’m not finished. You make friends easily but it’s all on the surface, isn’t it? I bet people don’t ever really get to know the real you, do they?”
Once again, Alex stopped laughing, only this time it seemed he’d had enough. “I don’t have to listen to this shit.” He looked around for the waiter. “I’ll get my food to go.”
“That’s what you always do, don’t you. Instead of talking about things, you make a joke or run away. It’s easier to run away.”
As Rafe spoke, Alex’s face grew dark with anger. Now that he’d started talking, Rafe couldn’t stop; the words spilled like water rushing from a dam.
“I know what it’s like. My reason is obvious. I spent almost my whole life hiding behind a wall of silence. But what reason do you have to play the class clown all the time? People would like you no matter what.”
For a moment Alex stared at him, then smiled a real smile, the first all night. It kindled a glow in his deep blue eyes.
“Do you realize something?” He leaned forward and Rafe swore he could feel the warmth radiating from Alex’s body across the table.
Caught up in the moment, Rafe couldn’t look away. The sounds of the pub faded in the background, including the music, which unfortunately had gone from ’80s retro to modern day rap. “Wha-what?” His mouth tasted dry even with the beer he’d drunk.
“You barely stuttered, not at all until now.”
Alex’s large warm palm slid over his own hand and gave it a squeeze. “That’s great isn’t it? You must be getting more comfortable with me.” A wide grin broke across his face. “Guess that tongue down the throat action worked for something.”
Alex stared at him for a moment, then his eyes creased with amusement and he started to laugh. He didn’t stop, even when the waiter arrived with their food.
Rafe folded his arms and glared. “I’m not finished. You make friends easily but it’s all on the surface, isn’t it? I bet people don’t ever really get to know the real you, do they?”
Once again, Alex stopped laughing, only this time it seemed he’d had enough. “I don’t have to listen to this shit.” He looked around for the waiter. “I’ll get my food to go.”
“That’s what you always do, don’t you. Instead of talking about things, you make a joke or run away. It’s easier to run away.”
As Rafe spoke, Alex’s face grew dark with anger. Now that he’d started talking, Rafe couldn’t stop; the words spilled like water rushing from a dam.
“I know what it’s like. My reason is obvious. I spent almost my whole life hiding behind a wall of silence. But what reason do you have to play the class clown all the time? People would like you no matter what.”
For a moment Alex stared at him, then smiled a real smile, the first all night. It kindled a glow in his deep blue eyes.
“Do you realize something?” He leaned forward and Rafe swore he could feel the warmth radiating from Alex’s body across the table.
Caught up in the moment, Rafe couldn’t look away. The sounds of the pub faded in the background, including the music, which unfortunately had gone from ’80s retro to modern day rap. “Wha-what?” His mouth tasted dry even with the beer he’d drunk.
“You barely stuttered, not at all until now.”
Alex’s large warm palm slid over his own hand and gave it a squeeze. “That’s great isn’t it? You must be getting more comfortable with me.” A wide grin broke across his face. “Guess that tongue down the throat action worked for something.”
I have always been a romantic at heart. I believe that while life is tough, there is always a happy ending just around the corner. I started reading traditional historical romances when I was a teenager, then life and law school got in the way. It wasn’t until I picked up a copy of Bertrice Small and became swept away to Queen Elizabeth’s court that my interest in romance novels became renewed.
But somewhere along the way, my tastes shifted. While I still enjoys a juicy Historical romance, I began experimenting with newer, more cutting edge genres and discovered the world of Male/Male romance. Once I picked up her first, I became so enamored of the authors, the character-driven stories and the overwhelming emotion of the books, I knew I wanted to write my own.
I live in New York City with my husband and two children and hopefully soon a cat of my own. My day begins with a lot of caffeine and ends with a glass or two of red wine. I practice law but daydream of a time when I can sit by a beach somewhere and write beautiful stories of men falling in love. Although there is bound to be angst along the way, a Happily Ever After is always guaranteed.
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Cadillac Payback by AJ Elmore
Today is the cover reveal for Cadillac Payback by Aj Elmore. I absolutely adore this sexy tale of revenge and romance, and I’m thrilled to be sharing the cover with you. Check it out:
Title: Cadillac Payback
Author: Aj Elmore
Release Date: July 30th
Genre: Romantic Suspense
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About Cadillac Payback:
An old Cadillac and a gun are all she has left of her brother. Three men stand ready to follow her into the darkest pits of hell to avenge him. The Cadillac leads them down a swamp road lined with ghosts, consequence and the tangled web of business and pleasure, into the underbelly of New Orleans crime as she fights for vengeance for her brother.
Joshua was just a rookie, a kid caught up in a drug ring. It’s fun and dangerous, all easy, until it kills his best friend and drags what’s left of his companions into a war. All he knows is he would walk into hell with her, and she might ask before it’s over…
Isaiah thought he’d seen everything—but watching Charlie die tore the world apart. The regime is changing, and with the new leader come more questions than answers. He was Charlie’s right hand, but what will he be to her?
Frederick came up on the streets, learned fast and hard and dirty. His past has always been a sticking point for the group, but one person has never questioned him, and he’ll do anything for her…
Maria never wanted to take over Charlie’s operation. But with her brother dead, and vengeance the only thing she has left, she makes her first decision: drag Charlie’s killers down.
It might just be her last.
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I listen to the thumping of the unmanaged highway and feel sweat slide down the small of my back. The polished leather seat is starting to get uncomfortable. Surely this surface has never itched so much against my skin, or made me feel like I was melting against its heat.
There's no sense to be talked to this girl. I can offer no condolences when the event that brought us here is bleeding my insides, too. Her brother was my best friend, my mentor. There's only one thing I can think to say to her, only one truth I never have spoken.
“Maria, I love you.”
Her foot moves like light as she slams it onto the break, throwing me against the giant dashboard before I can realize what she's doing. She whips the boat onto the side of the road like she's driving a Roadster and skids it to a complete stop, sending dust flying, and soliciting angry honks from trailing traffic. I have fleeting doubts that she even hears them.
“You what?” she asks hoarsely.
I take a deep breath and peel myself off the dash.
“I love you,” I say again.
I'm staring at the bugs crowding in on the headlights, like I would if I were studying the mysterious screen of a confessional. I don't want to see her face, with eyes that have glazed over like glass. The silence again blossoms, then spreads between us. The noise of the road seems so suddenly distant.
Moments pass. They fall like years. Only sudden, tiny sniffing sounds can pull my eyes toward her, the only sound that can unfailingly break my resolve. She's sitting so very still with her hands abandoned on the wheel, hands that are so capable, yet useless now. She's still staring forward, her eyes wide and momentarily empty. The glass has shattered. Tears have returned to her perfect cheeks. I am so useless in this situation that it hurts deep in my gut.
“No. Joshua. You don't,” she says to me. Her voice is low, wavering. Her arms might be shaking a little. The steering wheel holds her steady.
I've never seen her this distraught. I sit back against the sticky car seat, and look toward the green at the edge of the headlights' reach, as if the night's obscurity can save me. I belatedly pull on my seatbelt, and I tell her, “I do. I just wanted you to know. In case we die.”
She punches the gas as fast as she cut it off moments ago. I feel my muscles spread a little over the seat's surface. My brain experiences the back of my skull. My stomach lurches as she swings the Caddy onto the black top, flinging roadside pebbles like water. We are out of sight before the dust can settle.
She says nothing else.
Author Bio:
Aj is a beach migrant, and part-time muse. She enjoys the exploration of genres vast, and the search for untold worlds. A writer-for-fun since childhood, she has also been known to be a super hero, a gun slinger, and occasionally, a waitress. She lives on an island, has a bachelor's degree in journalism and some tattoos. She is most easily found at the water's edge.
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About Cadillac Payback:
An old Cadillac and a gun are all she has left of her brother. Three men stand ready to follow her into the darkest pits of hell to avenge him. The Cadillac leads them down a swamp road lined with ghosts, consequence and the tangled web of business and pleasure, into the underbelly of New Orleans crime as she fights for vengeance for her brother.
Joshua was just a rookie, a kid caught up in a drug ring. It’s fun and dangerous, all easy, until it kills his best friend and drags what’s left of his companions into a war. All he knows is he would walk into hell with her, and she might ask before it’s over…
Isaiah thought he’d seen everything—but watching Charlie die tore the world apart. The regime is changing, and with the new leader come more questions than answers. He was Charlie’s right hand, but what will he be to her?
Frederick came up on the streets, learned fast and hard and dirty. His past has always been a sticking point for the group, but one person has never questioned him, and he’ll do anything for her…
Maria never wanted to take over Charlie’s operation. But with her brother dead, and vengeance the only thing she has left, she makes her first decision: drag Charlie’s killers down.
It might just be her last.
Add on Goodreads
Exclusive Excerpt:
I listen to the thumping of the unmanaged highway and feel sweat slide down the small of my back. The polished leather seat is starting to get uncomfortable. Surely this surface has never itched so much against my skin, or made me feel like I was melting against its heat.
There's no sense to be talked to this girl. I can offer no condolences when the event that brought us here is bleeding my insides, too. Her brother was my best friend, my mentor. There's only one thing I can think to say to her, only one truth I never have spoken.
“Maria, I love you.”
Her foot moves like light as she slams it onto the break, throwing me against the giant dashboard before I can realize what she's doing. She whips the boat onto the side of the road like she's driving a Roadster and skids it to a complete stop, sending dust flying, and soliciting angry honks from trailing traffic. I have fleeting doubts that she even hears them.
“You what?” she asks hoarsely.
I take a deep breath and peel myself off the dash.
“I love you,” I say again.
I'm staring at the bugs crowding in on the headlights, like I would if I were studying the mysterious screen of a confessional. I don't want to see her face, with eyes that have glazed over like glass. The silence again blossoms, then spreads between us. The noise of the road seems so suddenly distant.
Moments pass. They fall like years. Only sudden, tiny sniffing sounds can pull my eyes toward her, the only sound that can unfailingly break my resolve. She's sitting so very still with her hands abandoned on the wheel, hands that are so capable, yet useless now. She's still staring forward, her eyes wide and momentarily empty. The glass has shattered. Tears have returned to her perfect cheeks. I am so useless in this situation that it hurts deep in my gut.
“No. Joshua. You don't,” she says to me. Her voice is low, wavering. Her arms might be shaking a little. The steering wheel holds her steady.
I've never seen her this distraught. I sit back against the sticky car seat, and look toward the green at the edge of the headlights' reach, as if the night's obscurity can save me. I belatedly pull on my seatbelt, and I tell her, “I do. I just wanted you to know. In case we die.”
She punches the gas as fast as she cut it off moments ago. I feel my muscles spread a little over the seat's surface. My brain experiences the back of my skull. My stomach lurches as she swings the Caddy onto the black top, flinging roadside pebbles like water. We are out of sight before the dust can settle.
She says nothing else.
Author Bio:
Aj is a beach migrant, and part-time muse. She enjoys the exploration of genres vast, and the search for untold worlds. A writer-for-fun since childhood, she has also been known to be a super hero, a gun slinger, and occasionally, a waitress. She lives on an island, has a bachelor's degree in journalism and some tattoos. She is most easily found at the water's edge.
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Secured (Sealed #4) by S.J. Sawyer
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RELEASE DATE: July 3, 2015
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Secured: free from risk of loss, safe; not likely to fail or give way, stable; to guard from danger.
This pull in my chest, the tug of my beating heart, is stronger than it's ever been. No one could ever compare to Avery. Everything about her makes me only want to experience more, the good and the bad. I'll take whatever I can get because, as I've known from the very beginning, my heart belongs to her.
Why can't she see it?
My beautiful angel, so filled with doubt and worry. I can feel her fears, but for once in my life, I feel helpless. There's nothing that I can do that convinces her, nothing that speaks to her. Why can't she see that she's more than anything I ever dreamed of, that she's perfect for me? This is enough.
Doesn't she see?
I've only ever wanted her.
***
My heart races in my chest, pounding out a rhythm all its own. There's adrenaline pumping all through my veins. It's surging into my system and making me a nervous wreck.
I've waited forever to see my SEAL again. The wait is over, but I'm filled with doubts. Insecurities are hounding me left and right, plaguing me at every turn.
What if I'm not what he remembers, not good enough?
Our time spent in each other's presence was less than a month. One month isn't nearly enough time to get to know a person, is it? My head says no, but my heart screams that I know Kreed Jones better than I know myself. He's spent eighteen long months convincing me of his love, growing my love for him with every letter, every phone call, but is it really enough?
What do we do now that he's back?
I can't be a Navy wife. I'm not strong enough, but how can I ask this selfless man to give up a dream, for me? He's so hard to read. I just want to know where we are heading, what he's thinking, am I still enough.
Am I still enough?
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Tethered: the utmost length to which one can go; a range of allowable behavior; at the end of one's tether, i.e. at the end of one's patience or strength.
It's been two miserable months since I last set my eyes on her gorgeous face, seven months since I've heard her voice. Hearing it now, coming from those sweet lips, God, it makes me regret everything, as if I didn't already.
As if I don't torture myself for the mistakes I made. Damn it, if I could only take them back! There's nothing in this world that I wouldn't give to take them back, to undo the hurt I've caused Drew.
As if I could ever forgive myself for the pain.
As if I haven't spent every single second of my miserable fucking life missing those gorgeous, blue eyes looking at me like I'm a damned god, something to be valued and loved.
I think that's what I miss the most.
My bright eyes.
***
That face! God, Trevor Rossi haunts my dreams, my every waking second. I see him in strangers in a crowd, in the park, in the supermarket. It's been so long, a lifetime it seems, but not nearly long enough to forget. I'm not sure an eternity will make me forget the way he made me feel, cherished...adored. There's nothing in this world that I want more than him. Even now, my entire being is always drawn to that man like a compass to true north, but...
He hurt me.
He didn't fight for me. Through all the tears and anguish, the singular thing that destroys my soul is that he never even tried. Was giving up on us really so simple for him? After everything we had accomplished, how far we came, was it just a matter of walking away?
He ripped my already broken heart into a thousand shreds, stomping them against the hardwood of the club.
Despite all the wrenching pain, I want him.
My broken love.
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Sealed: to conclude, establish, or settle definitively, excluding the possibility of reversal or loss; to decide irrevocably.
I'm leaving the naive, little girl version of myself behind in Pilot's Point, and good riddance to her. Here, I can be whoever I want, a whole new Avery far removed from the drama of that former self. This one isn't going to be afraid to take risks and go out on a limb or two. I'm done living in a self-proscribed bubble, always scared of the consequences of a poor decision.
There's so many new experiences in Baltimore, new people, new places. I'm entranced by everything here from the snow to the men. There is no shortage of hot guys in Baltimore. They say everything is bigger and better in Texas, but I must beg to disagree.
From the moment Kreed Jones touched his soft lips to my hand, his mouth is the only thing my brain wants to concentrate on. Those sweet lips that refused to kiss mine, refused to take advantage, God, I want them. I want them so badly, but...
Trevor Rossi is sexy as sin, and boy, does he ever know! He's gorgeous; that's a given. The playboy lifestyle he exudes calls to me, drawing me near the flame. I know I'll get burned, but would the end be worth one night in his arms? I am uncertain, still firmly on the fence, and after running into my professor, I'm even more confused.
Dr. James Saunders...James, as he insists...is handsome in his tailored suit, and the beautiful soul that shines behind those glasses of his, well, it's a temptation, for certain. He's off limits, and I think that's the appeal. It's wrong, oh so very, very, wrong. I just can't seem to convince my mind of it.
These three men keep looking at me like I'm a prize, not the game, and for the first time in my life, I'm free of me. I'm not standing in my way, not anymore.
S.J. Sawyer is a twenty-something Okie girl who is mom to three, four if you count her husband! She is a full time author/photographer who enjoys making teasers to avoid working. She graduated from SOSU with a Bachelor’s degree in English Lit and a minor in Sociology. SJ is an avid reader, obviously, life long writer, and enjoys Happily Ever Afters above all else (though, the struggle to get there is good, too!)
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Alpha Book Club's Review
“Her steady heartbeat is calming next to my own as her chest rises and falls with every breath. It’s the most comforting feeling I’ve ever experienced.”
5 huge, beautiful stars for Secured and it’s author SJ Sawyer. I love her writing and her books more than anything and this book is no different!!! Her writing is beyond words really and her characters are easy to relate to.
Note: Secured is the fourth book in a continuing series. Sealed, Teased, and Severed need to be read prior to this novel.
Secured: free from risk of loss, safe; not likely to fail or give way, stable; to guard from danger.
This pull in my chest, the tug of my beating heart, is stronger than it's ever been. No one could ever compare to Avery. Everything about her makes me only want to experience more, the good and the bad. I'll take whatever I can get because, as I've known from the very beginning, my heart belongs to her.
Why can't she see it?
My beautiful angel, so filled with doubt and worry. I can feel her fears, but for once in my life, I feel helpless. There's nothing that I can do that convinces her, nothing that speaks to her. Why can't she see that she's more than anything I ever dreamed of, that she's perfect for me? This is enough.
Doesn't she see?
I've only ever wanted her.
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My heart races in my chest, pounding out a rhythm all its own. There's adrenaline pumping all through my veins. It's surging into my system and making me a nervous wreck.
I've waited for forever to see my SEAL again. That wait is over, but I'm filled with doubts. Insecurities are hounding me left and right, plaguing me at every turn.
What if I'm not what he remembers, not good enough?
Our time spent in each other's presence was less than a month. One month isn't nearly enough time to get to know a person, is it? My head says no, but my heart screams that I know Kreed Jones better than I know myself. He's spent eighteen long months convincing me of his love, growing my love for him with every letter, every phone call, but is it really enough?
What do we do now that he's back?
I can't be a Navy wife. I'm not strong enough, but how can I ask this selfless man to give up a dream, for me? He's so hard to read. I just want to know where we are heading, what he's thinking, am I still enough.
Am I still enough?
The following story contains mature themes, strong language, and sexual situations. It is intended for an adult audience and is not suitable for young readers.
Secured picks up where Severed and Teased left off previously. Trevor is still being a complete jerk and isolating everyone around him. Avery is anxiously awaiting for Kreed’s return home and pondering where their relationship will go once he is home. Avery worries what Kreed will do when he comes home, will he get a normal job, will he re-enlist, or go into politics like his dad is hoping for. So many questions are answered in this book and let me just say I loved the ending!! I’m a huge SJ Sawyer fan and I’m a huge fan of her books. There’s no way you can not like this book!!
**Received a copy in exchange for an honest review. Read and reviewed by Melissa for Alpha Book Club.**
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