A Wild Woman: Mail Order Bride of Slate Springs

Blog Diva - Monday, January 09, 2017

With five overbearing brothers, Piper Dare must head West to forge her own life. Her trip takes an unexpected turn when she fills in as a mail order bride for a woman she meets on the stage.

Lane Haskins and Spur Drews are stunned by their new bride. A gun toting, foul language spewing redhead is not what they expected. But they don't mind the little wildcat. In fact, they love her instantly.

But their match takes a decided turn and their love—and devotion—is put to a very powerful test.

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THEIR BRAZEN BRIDE by Vanessa Vale

Blog Diva - Wednesday, November 30, 2016

When Abigail Carr returns to Bridgewater after long years away at Finishing School, Gabe and Tucker Landry will not be dissuaded from the only woman who’s held their attentions—and affections—for years. They’re done waiting. When Abigail claims she must return to Butte, and to her fiancé, Gabe and Tucker refuse to give up so easily. Since she doesn’t have a wedding band on her finger, nor love in her heart, they consider Abigail free for the taking. And seduce her they do…right home to Bridgewater, where they not only marry her, but claim her body in the most sensual experience of Abigail’s life.

But Abigail knows that a future as a wife and mother is not possible, not for her. She only came home to save a friend’s life, and she dare not stay. If she doesn’t return to Butte in the next three days, her best friend will die. And no matter how much Abigail wishes she could stay, and be the wife Gabe and Tucker deserve, she must save her friend. The cruel criminal who threatens her friend will not hesitate to kill anyone important to Abigail, including her new husbands.

Abigail will make a hard choice, and save them all…no matter the cost to herself or her heart.  Amazon: https://goo.gl/ErMfcO | iBooks: https://goo.gl/kfFpdN | Nook: https://goo.gl/5DRv6F | Kobo: https://goo.gl/x3YZuo | Google Play: https://goo.gl/C9QV9E | ARe: https://goo.gl/LIwaTk | Smashwords: https://goo.gl/Yh0tq6  Read More

Naked Choke Excerpt By Vanessa Dare

Blog Diva - Wednesday, January 13, 2016

CHAPTER ONE

EMORY


“The oysters here are incredible. Did you have the appetizer?”

I was terrible at mingling, especially with men. Especially with men who followed up that ridiculous line with, “You know what they say about oysters’ aphrodisiac properties.”

It had been forty minutes since we finished the sit-down dinner portion of my friend Christy’s engagement party and it wasn’t going well. For me. While Christy had met an amazing man in her fiancé Paul, his cousin, who was attempting to work his lackluster charm on me, was a complete dud. It was crowded in the restaurant and bar area, situated six floors up in a new boutique hotel right on the Baltimore waterfront. The amazing view of the harbor seen through a wall of glass was an attraction.
I smiled vaguely at…Bob. No, Bill. Something with a B. He was in his thirties, well dressed in a suit with a gray tie, as if he came directly from work. He had all his hair, was well groomed, yet seemed perfectly…average.

I really wanted to give him the brush-off, but he was related to Paul and I owed it to Christy to keep from alienating one of her future relatives. Besides, I’d probably have to see him at the wedding in a few months, and God forbid he was one of the groomsmen. Diplomacy was good in this instance and I tried to smile and nod, smile and nod, but he had the personality of a sea slug. We’d talked about Paul and Christy for a minute or two, but after that…he showed himself to be a player. He stood a little too close, his gaze surreptitiously dropping to my chest, and he had an odd leer. It had to be a leer or he had some kind of tick in the corner of his lip.

Why the guy was lingering with me where there was zero hope of…anything, I had no idea. I’d been burned by a man, okay, scorched to a charcoal briquette, and I wasn’t looking for another one. I’d survived, survived because Chris needed a mother, needed me to be the strong one. But he was away at college and I wasn’t shielded behind the role of parent any longer. I could chat about off-sides rules in soccer or PTA fundraisers, but talking to a guy, a real guy and not another parent from high school, was unbelievably hard. God, I was such an introvert! Read More

Chris Keniston: EXCERPT: ALOHA TEXAS

Blog Diva - Tuesday, January 12, 2016

“The man might as well be living on Mars.” Kara Lynn O’Conner slammed the receiver down—hard.

From the bookshelves across the room, Maggie O’Conner looked up over the rim of her reading glasses. “Why should Nicholas Harper be any different from every other man?”

It took Kara a few moments to process her aunt’s comment. “Because this is the twenty-first century and everyone uses email.”

“Honey, communication devices have never been the problem. Bell invented the telephone in 1876.”

“He’s not returning calls, either.” She stared at the phone, willing it to ring. Six months ago Patty Ann was just another client with a life expectancy of forty-five more years, give or take a few. Today the odds of her making it another forty-five hours were slim.

Two years ago, Kara had drawn up Patty Ann’s will not thinking it would be needed anytime soon. Two months ago, Patty Ann had asked Kara to contact Nicholas Harper, and soon. It had taken almost that long to track the man down. Today, Kara hoped she wasn’t going to have to fly all the way to Hawaii just to talk to him. Read More

Bella Bryce: AN EXCERPT FROM UNFAILING LOVE

Michele Callahan - Friday, January 08, 2016

Ana joined her right hand to rest atop her other so now both arms were gently attached to Brayden. “We never did get to chat about New York.” We did not.” His formal brown shoes and Ana’s cream coloured kitten heels clacked in unison along the stone pavement. “May I remind you that I’ve put your former antics of acquisition and such on hold? That includes business trips.”

“This isn’t acquisition. It’s professional development.” Ana already knew she wasn’t going to convince Brayden. He was in a very transitional stage with Tweed and didn’t want any business trips until the direction of the company under new ownership was defined. 

“I can give you a session in professional development, but you will find it difficult to sit down afterward,” he said without a hint of jest. Ana was highly amused by Brayden’s suggestion. “Whilst we’re on the subject, I’m due to be in the office for a full day of meetings one day soon. I will let you know when it’s been scheduled.”

Since buying Tweed, Brayden worked part-time hours from his study at Waldorf and having daily Skype calls with his temporary transition team. He was also getting closer to advertising a position for the Operations Manager so that he could step back and be the owner. Brayden would be far more involved than the previous one but eventually he wouldn’t be having the kind of daily interaction that was necessary for the time being.

“I don’t know if you being in the office for more than a few minutes is a good idea.” “Why is that?”

She couldn’t stop smiling. “I won’t be able to concentrate if you’re sitting just down the corridor from me.” She paused on the stone path and turned inward, avoiding eye contact as she looked down.
“Anabelle Greyson, I declare you are blushing.” He smiled slowly and deliberately as he stopped walking. In response, she blushed even more as she looked at a nearby plant with immediate interest. Brayden couldn’t hold back a hearty laugh. “You are,” he cooed.
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Daisy by Vanessa Vale

Michele Callahan - Wednesday, January 06, 2016

Welcome to Montana, where you meet the Lenox sisters. in book 4, you meet Daisy and her dominant doctor. I hope you enjoy this steamy erotic western excerpt!

“I understand now.”

“Understand what?” He might, but I certainly did not.

“There is nothing to be ashamed of, darlin’. You require a firm directive. Punishment. Guidance. It arouses you.”

That was completely false. He could not assume such things about me. We might be alone and scantily dressed, but he knew nothing.
“I—”

He cut me off with a slash of his hand through the air. “Your pupils dilate when I speak to you in an authoritative manner. I can see your pulse beating quickly at your neck.” My hand flew to cover the telltale spot again. “Look down.”

I did.

“Your nipples are hard.”

I could see the tight points clearly defined through the thin cotton of his shirt. I gasped. Read More

To Win Her Trust by Mackenzie Crowne

Michele Callahan - Tuesday, January 05, 2016

I love stories full of heart, humor, and fun characters I can see myself sitting down with to share a martini. With my “Players Series” gang, I’d end up smashed, but the laughs and heartfelt emotion of their individual quests toward HEA would be well worth the hangover. 

Here’s a peek at CC and Tuck from book 2. As you can imagine, they kept me highly entertained.
“This isn’t going to work. You’re a beautiful woman, but…”  “But what?”  “I don’t…despoil virgins.” She had the audacity to laugh, and her sunny humor was so completely seductive he couldn’t help his smile—until her cool fingers patted his cheek.

“There. That wasn’t so hard. Was it?”

The hand he scraped over his jaw shook, and he quickly dropped his arm to his side. “You’re not thinking clearly. You teased me about being a gigolo the other day, and you weren’t far from the truth. I’ve been with a lot of women. Enough to know a woman like you needs a different kind of man.”

She crossed her arms, but the shadow of a smile remained in her eyes. “Is that why you tracked me down and showed up at my door?” Her brow puckered. “How did you track me down?”

Oh, no. They weren’t going there. “My point is, you need a man who’s in it for the long haul. That’s not me.”

“I guess you didn’t hear my first stipulation. I’m not interested in long term.” Read More

Relentless By Vanessa Dare

Blog Diva - Friday, January 01, 2016

Anna
The woman remained by my side while the man went around the car to the driver’s door, leaned in and popped the trunk. At the sound, I turned around. Watched him walk to the back, lift the lid and stood. Staring

Giving a little shift of his head, the woman joined him. So did I.

“Oh my God,” I whispered, my throat closing up at the sight. There, in the trunk of my full-sized rental, was a dead man. Forty-something, receding hairline, overweight, suit and tie. Glazed eyes stared up at me. There was a bullet hole in his forehead. And he was starting to smell. God, the horrific scent lifted up in the breeze. It wasn't powerful, yet. I assumed the only way I didn't notice it was that the windows had been open.

I felt the blood rush out of my head. Little black dots danced in front of eyes, making it look like flies were crawling on the body. I pivoted on my heel as I felt my stomach revolt, vomiting all over the concrete. Once the dry heaves subsided, I stayed bent over, one hand on my knee, trying to catch my breath. I wiped the back of my hand over my mouth, wishing I had some water to wash away the acidic taste in my mouth. All this time neither officer hadn’t moved, the woman's black work shoes and creased pants in my periphery.

The police probably thought I’d thrown up because of seeing the dead body. I hadn’t. I’d thrown up because I knew I was in big trouble. It was happening again. All my fears, all my worries over the past twelve years had come to life. Or death, like the body in the trunk. God, I knew I shouldn’t have left New York, shouldn’t have left the safe structure I’d made of my life for a little fun. I didn’t do fun. I wasn’t allowed. Because the moment I had some fun, just a tiny lit bit, this was what happened. Read More

SE Smith: AN EXCERPT FROM CHALLENGING SABER:

Blog Diva - Monday, December 21, 2015

“Don’t cry,” he grunted out as a feeling of panic began to rise inside him. “Don’t….” His voice died when the first tear escaped to course down her cheek. “Shewta! You are trying to rip my heart out, aren’t you?”

He sat down on the side of the bed. In the background, he could hear Carp quietly leaving them alone. He opened his arms when Taylor sat up. A deep sigh escaped him when her shoulders began to shake with her silent sobs. He awkwardly patted her back before he lowered his head and tightened his arms around her and rubbed his chin against her hair.

“Jesse… Jordan,” Taylor sobbed.

“They are safe,” Saber murmured. “Why did you leave? You were safe at the compound.”

Taylor pulled back to gaze up at him with watery eyes. He reached for a tissue on the tray next to the bed and held it out to her when she sniffed. He waited as she blew her nose and wiped her eyes.

“How were we supposed to know that?” Taylor asked stubbornly. “I heard Hunter say that Jesse was his Amate. I don’t know what that is, but it doesn’t sound good. We were going to try to head up to the cabin.”

Saber gently raised Taylor’s chin so she was forced to look at him. An amused smile curved the corner of his lips when she wiggled her nose at him and gave him a slightly suspicious glare. His thumb ran tenderly along her lower lip. He raised an eyebrow at her when she tried to bite it. Read More

Michele Callahan - The Ozera Wars - Erotic Space Opera

Blog Diva - Monday, December 14, 2015

Imagine...A planet divided along two lines -- magic vs. technology. A society of women warriors who rule their continents with the most advanced weapons and technology in the quadrant. The Daughters of The House of Moons escaped from magical and sexual slavery over seven hundred years ago, but now produce Ozera Potent, a chemical weapon used suppress their own people, and to sexually enslave others.

Imagine... a race of powerful sorcerers, who have had enough of the female Moon Warriors taking them hostage, stealing their seed, and then murdering their brothers.
Let the battle begin.

ROGUE’S DESTINY (Book 1) Hana is the second daughter of the House of Moons, sister to the Queen, and revered scholar of Anthea. Everything she believes about her people, and about herself, is a lie.

Kiel Lonriev, Prince of Melos, left his home on a rescue mission. Captured by powerful Anthean elders, he knows death is preferable to the torture ahead.
Only she can save him... Only he can show her the truth... Their forbidden union will violently alter the course of their planet’s future.

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