**COVER REVEAL** UNTAINTED (Book 3 THE PHOTOGRAPHER TRILOGY) by Sarah Robinson

Derrick Kane just walked in on a scene that will drastically alter his life forever, thanks to the work of the infamous serial killer, The Photographer. Someone is dead, someone is missing. Kate Jackson, the love of his life and his fiancé, is one of those two.

Unwilling to wait for the slow pace of the detectives at the crime scene, Derrick must work with Kate’s sister, Annie Jackson, to find the clues that will lead them to the answers they so desperately need. 

Will these two catch The Photographer? Can they bring a broken family back together? Will Kate and Derrick ever be able to have their happily ever after? 

Find the answer to all these questions and more in the final installment of The Photographer Trilogy.

NOTE: Due to violent and dark subject matter, this book is intended for readers over the age of 18 years old.

Sarah
Robinson is the four-time Amazon Bestselling Romance and Crime
Thriller Author of Sand & Clay, Logan’s Story, Tainted Bodies,
and Tainted Pictures. Her very popular trilogy, The Photographer
Trilogy, includes Tainted Bodies, Tainted Pictures, and the not yet
released Untainted. Her latest publications include Sand & Clay
and Logan’s Story, both in the Sand & Clay Series. All of her
novels have reached Amazon’s Bestseller Rank in Crime, Crime,
Thriller, Contemporary Romance, and/or Romantic Suspense. She also
has a very large social media following, including over ten thousand
Facebook fans.

Her
writing often concentrates on the complexity of love in emotions,
combining psychological complexities and human flaws to create very
real characters that readers can relate with. Her work focuses on
redemption and forgiveness, learning to build on what has been
broken. Her characters are often in conflicting situations, leaving
the reader to decide what is right and what is wrong. She uses her
stories to hold a mirror up to the reader and ask them to see things
they never knew, or had forgotten, about themselves.

Sarah
Robinson is a native of the Washington, DC area and has both her
Bachelors and Masters Degrees in criminal psychology. She is newly
married to her soul mate, Justin, who is just as much of an animal
rescue enthusiasts as she is. Together, they own a zoo of rescues
including 2 dogs, 7 cats, and 5 turtles, as well as volunteering and
fostering for multiple animal shelters. 

**RELEASE BLITZ** COVER ME by Carrie Elliot

Title: Cover Me

Author: Carrie Elliott

Release date: June 23rd, 2014

Blurb

Derek Bast, always has the final say. In business and in his personal life, things are done his way, or not at all. So when a scathing review of his new band is published in The Scene and has his record producer second guessing his artistic choices, his band mate trying to call the shots, and Bast’s manager convinced he’s impossible to work with, it’s time to hunt down the source of his problems: Bess Halprin, reviewer for The Scene, the girl next door growing up, and his ex-best friend since senior year when she decided to hate him for no reason.

The last person Bess Halprin wants to see standing in the lobby of The Scene is Derek Bast. Unfortunately, she can’t deny that the last nine years look damn good on him. She expected to hate him. She didn’t expect the way he can still tug at her emotions, or the way his kiss—and his hands—set her on fire. Bess should’ve kept her distance, because Bast was right when he guessed her review was written for revenge. The problem is, to this day he has no idea what he did—how he screwed her over their senior year. The bigger problem? She’s giving him the opportunity to do it again, because she never could resist him.

When circumstances bring them both home to Santa Cruz, Bast earns his way into the heart of the girl next door, but when they return to L.A. and real life rushes in, will he be able to keep her this time or are the mistakes in their past destined to be repeated?

Excerpt

When the hell did Bess get so feisty? I thought I had her there for a minute. She was so close to giving in. Jesus, with any other woman, I’d already be in a room upstairs, naked and sweaty.

That wasn’t something I’d ever wanted before with Bess, so it was a strange thought. There was the one time we kissed and it was as much a shock to me as it was to her. I didn’t even remember who initiated it, but both of us agreed it wasn’t something that should happen again, so that couldn’t be what she was pissed about.

Why had we agreed it shouldn’t happen again?

Oh, right, because she wasn’t whoever she was now. This Bess was a temptress, intentional or not. Her hair was silky soft, her scent somewhere on the side of floral, but with hints of vanilla that made me want to lick her like an ice cream cone. And those freaking glasses. My God, I wanted to fuck her in her thigh highs, red heels and black-rimmed glasses.

I downed half my Jameson to settle down. The point of this meeting was to get her to retract her review, not to get her out of her skirt. She’d already shot down my attempt at that anyway.

I hadn’t planned on the word vomit that came out about the day she left for college or Christmas Eve. It pissed me off, though. No matter what happened between us, no matter that we didn’t talk all senior year, she was leaving—going away—and I figured whatever went wrong between us would be put aside to say goodbye. Apparently, she’d ridded herself of me long before then.

Too bad for her, I was back and not going anywhere until I had answers and a retraction of the review she admitted had a personal slant to it.

I slammed back the rest of my drink, heard her heels clicking on the tile floor toward me, spun around and stood up.

“Ready?” she asked.

“For dinner. I’m starving.”

She heaved a sigh and gave me an exaggerated blink. “It’s been nice catching up. Good luck to you, Derek.” Then she turned and headed for the lobby.

“Where do you want to eat?” I asked, not letting her off the hook. I glanced down at my jeans and t-shirt. “I’m not really dressed for anything too fancy, but I remember you love a good burger.”

She stopped and faced me, let her eyes wander over my face, then down to my chest, my waist, my legs. When she looked back up her expression was odd, almost sorrowful. “What?” I asked.

Bess shook her head slightly. “I don’t want to regret this.”

Her words were heavy with meaning. I wasn’t sure I was ready for that much meaning. “It’s only dinner.”

She reached up and put a hand on my shoulder. “It’s never only anything with you.”

I wasn’t sure she meant that in a good way or a bad way. Maybe she didn’t know either. “Burgers then?”

Bess let her shoulders relax and her mouth shift into a smile. “Burgers.”

She turned and strode toward the doors. “Forgiveness?” I asked.

“Not on the menu,” she said, flinging the words over her shoulder.

“Maybe not tonight…” I said.

“Maybe not ever.” She smiled at the doorman as we passed.


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About the Author

Carrie Elliott is the author of the rock star romance, Cover Me and its follow-up, the short story Listen
To Me (available free to newsletter subscribers after July 23: http://eepurl.com/SYvZD). She lives in Ohio with her husband and two kids, is forever remodeling and undergoing a DIY projects, loves to read and hates to cook. Coffee and dark chocolate are her writing fuel and she’s stocking up! Look for more hot guys and feisty women to come!

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**COVER REVEAL** THE VOW (The Lady Quill Chronicles) by D.D. Chant

BOOK INFORMATION

TITLE – The Vow

SERIES – The Lady Quill Chronicles

AUTHOR – D.D. Chant

GENRE – Historical Fiction

PUBLICATION DATE – July 2014

LENGTH (Pages/# Words) – 107,500

PUBLISHER – Self Published

COVER ARTIST – D.D. Chant

BOOK BLURB / SYNOPSIS

Dear Reader,

My next story begins with Valrek, where Lord Rafe and Lady Adele’s arrival was cause for much celebration and rejoicing.

However, Finan of Gourney, Rafe’s foster brother and the captain of Valrek’s army, could not help a lingering feeling of worry.

Were Rafe and Adele truly safe from Lord Kyule’s hate?

As Finan fights the shadows in his past, he must face the added problem of Lady Esme, Rafe’s sister. Used to keeping his distance from the ladies of Valrek, circumstance forces him to bear Lady Esme constant company.

As danger and treachery envelops them both, Finan and Esme find themselves drawn together to fight for their loved ones.

What secrets will they unearth in their search for the truth?

Will they find their stories to be more closely linked than either of them ever knew?

Allow me please to answer these questions.

Lady Quill

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EXCERPT

Finan lay perfectly still on the bed and listened to the wood crackling and spitting in the fire. Esme was seated beside the flames, her head bent over her task. Finan had been ignoring her for so long that he had given himself a headache.

Why couldn’t she just leave him in peace?

She sat completely unconcerned and carefully set feathers to the wooden shaft of arrow after arrow. He was thankful at least that she was accomplishing some task more useful than garish embroidery.

The sound of the spiting flames made him restless. Every pop caused him to tense and the acrid smell of smoke brought a gagging sensation to his throat. He wondered vaguely if he would ever be able to sit beside a fire and simply enjoy its warmth ever again. Would the nightmares continue to plague him?

He shuddered involuntarily remembering the fear for Rafe’s safety and the overall impression that something was wrong. He had tried to ignore the memories, pushing them to the edges of his mind, but they refused to be quelled.

Finally he had faced the fear and realised that the consequences of the night he was injured were far from over. He thought back to the fiery room, closing his eyes and forcing himself to relive every horrible detail.

There could be no denying the truth; the fire had not been an accident.

Even that night, with worry for Rafe taking up almost every thought, he had seen the truth. There had been no trailing flames from the fire, they had be concentrated around Rafe’s bed in a very suspicious manner. The furniture in the room had been moved to block in the bed, as though someone had been trying to make sure that even if Rafe did wake, he would not be able to escape.

Who within Valrek’s wall would lift their hand against their master?

It was not possible that an enemy had breached Valrek’s defences, he would stake his life on his men’s conscientiousness. Nothing passed through Valrek’s wall without detection, not so much as a mouse.

Was it possible that it had been Rafe that, through his own carelessness, had started the fire?

He had been the worse for wear, having imbibed more freely than was his custom of the mead served at the feast. Finan shook his head, he couldn’t believe it. Rafe was far too competent a soldier to make such a mistake, however drunk he might have been. Years of admonitions drilled care within a soldier when it came to dealing with fire.

That meant it had been deliberate. As unthinkable as it was, someone with Valrek’s wall wanted Rafe dead.

“What is it?”

Esme’s voice held a slightly exasperated note and Finan pretended sleep. He had no wish to speak to her, in fact he was fast coming to the conclusion that she was the most irritating of her sex. Had he been in a more generous frame of mind he would have realised that he knew several far more unpleasant woman. However Finan was feeling out of charity with the world in general and Esme most especially.

“I know you are awake, Finan, is there anything you require?”

Finan gritted his teeth against the retort that sprang to his lips and forced himself to remain calm. He was an easy tempered man usually, but the constant pain had shredded his tolerance completely. However losing his temper had not helped him so far and it galled him to let Esme know how badly she affected his equilibrium.

“I need nothing, my lady.”

Cool fingers touched his brow and he opened his eyes to find her beside him. A worried frown touched her face and her lips formed the thoughtful pout that was becoming so familiar. It was an endearing habit he remembered from her childhood, but it irritated him horribly now.

More worrying was the fact that he hadn’t heard her move. A man that prided himself on his ability to hear even the stealthiest of approaches and he had not been aware. He blamed lady Esme’s addiction to the manly pursuit of hunting for the silence with which she moved.

“You do not seem fevered,” she mused aloud, transferring her hand from his brow to his cheek and then to his neck. Finan felt and uncomfortable churning in his stomach, as though Brute had almost succeeded in unseating him.

“I am well enough, you need not concern yourself with me.”

Esme grinned.

“What an odd sort of healer I would be if I did not concern myself with my patients comfort.” She smoothed the hair back from his brow. “What troubles you, Finan?”

For the first time Finan noticed the dark circles around her eyes and the tired stiffness pervading her body.

Had she slept at all last night?

He had very little recollection of his nights rest, but he clearly remembered hearing her soothing voice each time he had regained some lucidity of thought. An uncomfortable guilt washed over him. Lady Esme had seen to his wounds and tried to make him as comfortable as possible. That he had not wanted her help did not excuse the rudeness of his behaviour.

“Is it Evoric?”

Esme gazed forthrightly in to his eyes, her words as unadorned as Rafe’s always were. The only sign that she was uneasy with her question, was the way her work roughened finger traced the edge of the furs covering the bed.

“Why do you ask that?”

“You spoke of him last night when you were feverish.”

“I did?”

Panic raced through his veins. What had he said? Worse, what unmanly feelings had he betrayed?

“You still miss him as violently as though his death had occurred just yesterday, do you not?”

“He was my brother.”

“He was my brother too.”

“Tis not the same.”

Esme gazed at him unwaveringly for a few moments, chewing her bottom lip.

“Perhaps that is so, but it does not change the fact that I love and miss him as well.”

Finan did not answer her, his heart had begun to thump uncomfortably in his chest. He did not wish to talk of Evoric, to remember his pain.

It was still too raw, over the years he had managed to bury his memories so deep he could almost believe on occasion that he had rid himself of them completely. Concealing his hurt from the world gave him some relief. Yet ever since Rand had re-entered their lives, forcing them to revisit old wounds, the protective wall he had built had begun to crumble.

After last night it lay in ruins about him, freeing his agony to consume him once more. The years that had passed had not provided him with any more defences against its onslaught than he had possessed in youth. He worried had no strength to pull himself from the mire of his despair a second time.

It had been years since he had dreamed of Evoric. Years of precarious, uneasy peace that he had grown accustom to, that had been his salvation as a boy. Now it was gone and Esme was prodding the festering wound it had exposed.

“Finan, will you not tell me? Perhaps I can help?”

“Why? Why should I tell you? Why should I rip my soul apart just so that your curiosity can be appeased?” demanded Finan, sitting up and swinging his legs over the side of the bed. “Who wants you to understand? Who wants your help?”

As he spoke, he stood, advancing on her slowly. Apprehension danced in her eyes but she remained defiant, her eyes never breaking contact with his. Every step she retreated before him was diffident, until he had her backed against the wall.

“Why must you always seek to interfere in my affairs? You have no right and you are greatly mistaken if you suppose I welcome your meddling.”

Esme lifted a hand and carefully placed it against a healthy and undamaged patch of skin on his chest. He looked down, surprised at her touch and the firmness with which she pushed him back a step. For a long while they looked at each other in silence, her large eyes filled with compassion. It shook him, for he had expected, wanted, to scare her, hoping she would run from him as she had once before.

“I only wish for you to heal, Finan. Evoric would not want you to be alone and filled with misery and sadness any longer. I cannot watch you despair and suffer like this. Your grief is a poison spreading through you, an agony you bear in silence. You must learn to let it go.”

“How am I to let it go? Must I forget Evoric? Would you be able to let go if you were to lose Rafe?”

An inflection of pain crossed her features but he steeled himself against the regret burning through his veins.

“I would hope there would be a friend with whom I could share my sadness, someone who would comfort me.”

“Am I to gather that you wish to be such a person to me?” taunted Finan coldly.

Anger simmered in her eyes but she refused to be bated.

“I think that Rafe or Leofric would be more suitable friends to choose. You can at least bear their company.”

Her bracing words were free from accusation but for some reason he still felt as though he’d been slapped.

AUTHOR BIO:

Hi everyone!

My name is Dee Dee, I’m twenty seven and I live in a beautiful part of Devon, England, with my family. I have a younger sister, Amy, who is a brilliant guitar player, some chickens, duck, geese, pheasants, a cat (that adopted us when we moved in!!!) dogs and some Koi.

The Lady Quill Chronicles is one of three series that I'm in the middle of writing. I have a post apocalyptic series (the Broken City series, I released the 2nd book in February of this year) and a dystopian series (The Chronicles of Discord). I also have a series of humorous shorts, the Claire series.

I really hope you enjoy reading my books as much as I enjoy writing them.

I love reading and have a kindle: I'll read almost anything with adventure and romance in it! I also like to cook and wear impractical high heels!!! And as you might have noticed I have a horrible addiction to exclamation marks!!!

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Synopsis 

Megan’s life has been anything but simple. She’s always lived amongst chaos, and for once, she just wants it all to stop. After years of lies and agony, will anything work out for her?
In this heart-gripping third installment of the Believe series, watch Megan discover love again, and not just any love, but one worth fighting for, one that makes her feel different, cherished, wanted, and treasured. For Megan, Mark is the one to give her all of that and has brought a new meaning to her life and a new reason to live.
The old saying, "Nothing comes easy in life," holds true to this story, which is packed with unexpected twists and turns. For Megan and Mark, it pushes their love to new heights. Will the love they share for each other keep their relationship strong, or does Megan’s string of erroneous luck run out?





                                                       ********REVIEW*********
WOW!! YOU ROCKED THIS SERIES!! L. Chapman did an excellent job written this series. Each book it was like it blossomed. Started off innocent as far as sexual and other contents not that they were bad as she grew but added them to each book in this series. This series had more twists and turns and BLEW MY MIND!!! I had NO CLUE on most of the things that happened in the book with Lucy or Megan heck even Mark and Connor. A suspect that I didn't see coming at all. You really know how to throw a wrench in the works and get people shocked. Awesome series and I can't wait for more.

Excerpt

Mark walks into the kitchen and wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me close. I flick some water at him as an attempt to be playful. All I am thinking about is how I want to play the seductive role.

"Did you really just do that?"

"I did, Mr. Reed." I spatter more water at him.

"Oh, that's it, Miss Madden."

Mark spins me around so we are facing each other and then flicks a bit of water at me.

"Are you starting now?"

"I am indeed."

He places his hands at either side of my hips, lifting me onto the kitchen counter. His lips lock with mine as his tongue teasingly seeks entry into my mouth.

He pulls back from our kiss and looks at me with the expression of complete love. "You’re so beautiful, Megan.”

I moan. Mark places his lips onto my neck and passionately blazes kisses down my nape, ending on my chest at the tops of my breasts. I cannot help but exhale deeply.

Looking directly into my eyes, he commands, “Upstairs now, Miss Madden.”

I smile knowingly at Mark. As I move forward, he slowly slides me down the front of his body. His taut abdomen is firm against my core, and his growing erection has caught my breath and caused wetness to form between my thighs. As he lets my feet hit the floor, he takes my hand, but I take the lead up the stairs in front of him. His hand taps my bum, and I squeal, picking up my pace.

“Behave, Mr. Reed.”

I run ahead straight into the master bedroom.

“As if you'd run away from me.”

Mark grabs me and pulls me straight back into his arms with my back against his

chest.

“You are mine now.” I giggle.

He spins me around, placing his hands at the bottom of my top and sliding it over my head. I do the same to him, and I can't believe how good he looks.

His lips go straight to my neck, kissing it fervently, going from one side to the other. He travels down to my black lacy bra. Sliding one hand around my back, he unfastens it and then lets both hands drift to my matching panties. I stand still as he moves effortlessly to slide them down my legs.

"Oh, I am going to devour you, baby," he says as he kneels in front of me.

Moving his thumb to my clit, he rubs it while placing little kisses on it. He slides his finger inside me really slowly, sending me over the edge in ecstasy.

"You’re wet, so wet," he moans. “I want you, need you." He withdraws his finger and stands up to slide off his jeans. His tight boxers strain around his throbbing erection. I gracefully move and slide them down, freeing his cock.

Wow, I can’t help but look at how big he is. I giggle to myself. Mark lays me down onto the bed, kissing my neck and then sliding his lips down my chest.

"Baby, are you sure?" he asks in a caring voice.

I nod and he automatically slides on protection and then smiles at me. At least I don't have to worry.

He slowly slides himself in me, and I take a deep breath. Oh, baby. He places his hands above my head, and I bend my knees to wrap my legs around him. I put my hands into his hair and gently pull, causing him to groan in pleasure. As he begins to gain speed, he lowers his head and his tongue invades my mouth, kissing me passionately. The intensity is so strong that I arch my back to meet him thrust for thrust.

"Baby, you’re so perfect," he says as he takes one hand and starts squeezing my nipple and caresses my face with the other.

"Oh my," I say. I don't think I can hang on much longer.

"Megan, I love you," he declares as he continues to pump harder and faster, never losing his rhythm. 

I can’t manage to form words; I just moan. I knew our first time would be easy and special.

"Argh!" Mark lets out a massive growl not long after me and falls down onto the bed beside me. He places his hand on my bum, rolling me onto my side and pulling me in close.

"You’re wonderful," he whispers as he strokes my hair.

"No, you are."

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L. Chapman did quite a job with this story. A love story but not even a full blown love story. To watch a guy and a girl meet and throughout the book the relationship blossoms. A twist is she is already pregnant with another man's child.  Can't wait to continue to the next book in the series. L. was also very descriptive when telling a new scene.

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HOLY SMOKES!!! 5 Star PLUS!! I loved this book over book 1. I love book 1 don't get me wrong but what L. Chapman did with Jen's story was totally amazing. Book 1 we meet Jen who was engaged to Rich and Jen was best friends with Megan. Well This book is all about Jen and Rich and their wedding? Yes Megan is a best friend everyone would want and is there for Jen no matter what. L Chapman you put so many twists in this story that I love. I highly recommend the Believe Series. L.Chapman this series is getting better and better. A page turner this one was. Especially when it took me about 1 hour to 1 1/2 hours to read cause it was THAT DAMN GOOD!!!! LOVE IT!!

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OMG L. your killing me here this book was great. Another page turner and fast read. This is about Megan,Lucy,Mark,Warren,Jen,Connor and his daughter Kate. Christmastime for them and Megan has some traditions she does and is set to and is passing them along to everyone. Just a great read.

About

the Author

L. Chapman was born in and continues to live in North Yorkshire, United Kingdom. She has spent most of her life helping others as a health care assistant, and was, at one time, a DJ for a special needs club. Blending her love of helping others and her love of children, L dreams to one day own and operate a childcare nursery that will help mainstream special needs children with others.
In the rare times that L. is not working to help others or maniacally writing, she enjoys making a mess of things while creating beautifully detailed greeting cards. She spends time relaxing with family, friends, and good books. L. loves to travel and has been to many places in the United Kingdom; her favorite places all involve the ocean. She hopes to one day share a kiss with her happily-ever-after in the romantic shadow of the Eiffel Tower. Should she ever get over her fear of flying, those kisses may be shared in the shadows of the Egyptian Pyramids.
Ever the fussy eater, L. has never once tasted peanut butter, and she despises coffee. If you should feel the need to bribe her, it is suggested that you bring chocolate, as that is one of her know weaknesses.

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**COVER REVEAL** SEAL OF MY HEART (SEAL Brotherhood#7) by Sharon Hamilton

TITLE – SEAL of My Heart

SERIES – SEAL Brotherhood #7

AUTHOR – Sharon Hamilton

GENRE – Military Romance, Romantic Suspense

PUBLICATION DATE – July 10, 2014

LENGTH (Pages/# Words) – Full length novel

PUBLISHER – Create Space

COVER ARTIST – Kendra Egert

BOOK BLURB / SYNOPSIS

Kate Morgan is engaged to the most eligible bachelor in Sonoma County, the son of a wealthy wine family in Healdsburg, California. On a flight to visit her sister in Portland she is seated next to a young hard-bodied elite soldier who ignites her insides in a strange attraction she cannot deny.

Navy SEAL Tyler Gray plans to spend a weekend home before deploying to North Africa with the rest of his SEAL Team 3. But the conversation with Kate has him rethinking his future.

The encounter has both of them feeling fate has stepped into their lives and altered their course. Unable to just say goodbye as lovers, they agree to carry on a correspondence. Kate becomes the girl Tyler wants to come home to while she is pressured by her family to reconsider her broken marriage plans.

Family secrets are revealed from the past regarding a young Marine and Kate’s mother which brings both heartache and a sense of clarity as old loves are unearthed. From the grave, a Marine’s love letters from the past affect the new love between Kate and Tyler in the present. And when Kate’s life is endangered, will Tyler be the man to save her without sacrificing his own?

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THIS IS A STEAMY ONE

Friday couldn't come fast enough for Tyler. He boarded the plane from San Diego and in just under two hours touched down at Schulz International Airport. Kate ran to him as soon as he entered the small terminal. He dropped his bag and accepted her body slam willingly.

His heart was overjoyed. He’d been heavy with worry she’d call him and postpone their get together, and he’d have to go out of country without being with her one more time.

Her lips were urgent. She clung to him with fierce need, which was just about the biggest turn-on and something he hadn't dared to dream was possible. He felt her need match and melt into his as the steamy sparks flew and his hands smoothed over her satin skin. Her sweet softness and fresh scent given up to him so willingly, so utterly compliant made him wish somehow his deployment was over, that this was the homecoming he’d get when he could finally stay for more than just two nights.

Two little nights! It’s all they had left. He wanted to see everything about where she grew up, meet her folks. Even take a good look at her asshole of a former fiancé and let him know that he was the man he’d have to answer to if the guy had any designs on her. Of course, he was all in. And, thank the God of SEALs, it looked like she wanted him right there next to her as tight as they could get.

“Baby it was way too long. We should just go runaway,” he kissed into her hair at the side of her head. “We could disappear. Wanna disappear?”

That little giggle as she snuggled under his chin, as her arms came up his back, pulling him into her. Her fingers migrated to comb through the curls at the top of his spine, stroking and squeezing. Her hard pubic bone rode his shaft through his jeans. He pressed her there, hurting with need, and then just hurting.

“If you weren’t the man I know you to be, Tyler, I’d take you up on it. God I wish I had a few million stashed away somewhere so we could just do that. But we have this.” She stood on tiptoes and placed her succulent lips across his.

“And this is pretty damned good, baby.”

“The best.”

With one arm wrapped tight about her waist he practically carried her through the glass doors of the terminal to the parking lot beyond, slinging his bag over his left shoulder. Her feet barely touched the floor. She hung onto his shoulders, using her right thigh to gently balance against his hipbone as he walked. She wasn’t light, but he’d carry her all the way to San Francisco if she’d let him. And heck, he and his buddies had carried telephone poles up and down the goddamned beach in a full run in combat boots without hardly breaking a sweat.

She’d started to get out her keys and he swiped them from her, giving her another kiss when she showed that fresh smile again. He stowed his bag in the hatch and they drove toward the freeway, heading north.

He found the little town of Healdsburg to be charming, reminding him of some of the villages in the South of France, or New England where shops surrounded a lawn square complete with a gazebo and park benches. The square was a gathering place, and he noted the foot traffic was so thick, maneuvering the car to make a right turn as she had instructed, was tricky.

They drove down a wide street with grand houses, most of them early California or large bungalow style. At a light green mansion, she ordered him to turn right and pointed around the corner to the back of the property, where he located a lemon yellow cottage.

“Nice, Kate. Love it.”

“Thank you.” She said bashfully. He could see she was thinking about what they’d be doing just as soon as he got them properly naked. He liked that she was shy, that her cheeks had that just-kissed blush on her fair peachy skin. She stole little glances at him which set his insides on fire. He’d never wanted a woman more.

Sharon’s award-winning almost-erotic Navy SEAL stories of the SEAL Brotherhood, have consistently made best sellers lists and review sites. Her characters follow a spicy road to redemption through passion and true love. Her SEAL Brotherhood Series continues with books 5, 6 and 7 all releasing this year, as well as audio versions currently completed for the first four of the series. She has been an Amazon top 100 author in Romantic Suspense since last fall.

Her Golden Vampires of Tuscany are not like any vamps you’ve read before, since they don’t have to go to ground and can walk around in the full light of the sun. Honeymoon Bite, Book 1 of the Golden Vampires of Tuscany Series was recently named the #1 Gothic Romance by Amazon. It is now available on Audible.

Her Guardian Angels struggle with the human charges they are sent to save, often escaping their vanilla world of Heaven for the brief human one. You won’t find any of these beings in any Sunday school class.

She lives in Sonoma County, California with her husband, and two Dobermans. A lifelong organic gardener, when she’s not writing, she’s getting vera vera dirty in the mud, or wandering Farmer’s Markets looking for new Heirloom varieties of vegetables and flowers..

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