After spilling her tea, she discovers she has no gas in her car. Add that her arm keeps sticking to her dress from syrup left on the console of her car, flustered feels like an understatement.
Then she sees her new boss.
Graham Landry is the epitome of NSFW in his custom-fit suit, black-rimmed glasses, and a look so stern her libido doesn’t stand a chance. Being flustered is just the start of her problems.
Her punctuality is only the start of his. With a pink slip in hand, he’s been waiting on his new secretary to show up only to let her go. Then she rushes in with her doe eyes and rambling excuses, smelling like bacon and lavender. The termination paper falls to the side as she falls in his arms.
This is a disaster in the making. Not because of his pinpoint exactness or her free spirit, but because when they’re together, the sparks that fly threaten to burn the whole place down.
“Those things always lead to dangerous situations,” he says, his eyes trained on me.
I shift in my seat, the throb between my legs growing stronger by the second. “People do it every day and survive.”
“They may survive, but don’t things get messy?”
“Only if they do it right.”
His chair flies backwards and he’s to his feet and next to me before I know what’s happening. He doesn’t ask that I stand, but he doesn’t have to. It’s implied and my body reacts accordingly to his silent command.
We stand face-to-face, our breathing ragged. Our chests heave with the anticipation, the possibility, of what might come next.
“You are, quite possibly, the most dangerous of them all,” he says, his voice rough.
“Why is that?” I breathe.
“There’s no plan for you.”
“But you’ve already penciled me in, haven’t you, Graham?” I ask, finding the courage to play this little game with him. Being strictly professional is incredibly hard, and this is way too easy.
I can flirt with the best of them in a bar or on a college campus. But here, with him, it’s a game all its own. A level I had no idea I’d ever be a contender in. Maybe I’m not, but I’m going to play the hell out of it while I’m here … even though if I keep it up, I might not be here for long.
“What do you want, Mallory?”
“I want to do all the things you ask of me and do them better than you ever expected they could be done.”
A rumble emits from his throat as his eyes darken. My knees go weak and I grab the table with my left hand to ensure I don’t fall.
He licks his lips and flips his gaze to my mouth. I think I whimper as I lift my chin, waiting to see what he does next. My entire body is on fire for this man, my heart thumping so hard I’m sure he can hear it.
He moves so my back is pressed against the table, our food long forgotten. His hands are on either side of me, caging me in. Our eyes locked together, he leans in, a slow smirk spreading across his gorgeous face.
“Excuse me, Mr. Landry. Ford is here to see you,” Raza chirps through the line.
We exhale simultaneously, a giggle escaping with mine. There’s nothing funny about this, but the energy has to come out in some way.
“Mr. Landry?” she asks again.
“I’ll be right out. Thank you, Raza.”
“Oh, you’re so welcome, sir.” The line clicks off and Graham marches across the room and punches a button. The light on top indicates he’s not to be disturbed.
I busy myself with cleaning up our lunch, and before he’s at my side again, I have everything bundled up.
“Thanks for lunch,” I say like nothing just happened.
“Mallory …” He runs his hand through his hair, leaving one lock sticking up. Knowing what that will look like if we walk out together, I reach up, hesitating for a split second, before smoothing it out.
His hair is silky against my fingers. He jumps when I touch him at first, but doesn’t back away. “What are you doing?”
“Nothing went on in here. I refuse for it to look like something did. That’s the way rumors get spread, Mr. Landry.”
“Mallory, I …”
I get a final look at his face, reach up and straighten his tie as his eyes go wide, then turn towards the door. “I’ll send Ford in.”
“Yeah?” I turn to see him over my shoulder. He’s standing by the table, his hands in his pockets looking frazzled. When he doesn’t respond, I place my hand on the knob. “I’ll have that file back to you before I leave today. Thanks again for lunch.”
I walk out before I can change my mind.
She resides in the Midwest with her husband, sons, and two dogs. She spends a large amount of time playing with her kids, drinking coffee, and cooking. You can find her outside if the weather’s nice and there’s always a piece of candy in her pocket.
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“It was sexy and steamy and everything I’ve come to expect from this author.” – Ariana, Steamy Reads Blog.
“Holy Heck this was Hot!! If I wasn’t hooked on this series before I sure am now!! These boys just get dirtier, hotter, off the rails panty wetting hot!!” – Kitty Katz Crazy About Books.
“Forbidden romance has never been so well done! And this is a novella!” – Stephanie, Tied Up In Romance.
Okay where to even begin LJ SHEN you woman are an AMAZING writer my first read from you was – Blood To Dust and since then I’ve been hooked on your books and each one just gets better and better . And DEFY – WOW holy hotness where was a Jaime like that when I was in Secondary school lol .
DETENTION JUST GOT HOT !
Okay so so you got introduced to the ” HOTHOLES” in book one ( Vicious) and Jaime is one of them , now this fine piece of hotness bags his teacher and Ms Greene can’t resist a forbidden relationship with the principals son of all people , it’s extremely HOT and keeps you turning the pages and wanting more the whole way through , I loved the chemistry and Jaime’s dominance over Ms Greene their arrangement to only keep the relationship going until school ends proves harder than she thought .
I can’t wait for the next instalments in these books
Pretty Lost Dolls
by Ker Dukey & K. Webster
Publication Date: November 28, 2016
Genres: Dark Romance
Benny had a dolly who was sick, sick, sick.
Just like him, his dolly needed darkness as a fix, fix, fix.
So they tormented and hunted and played tricks, tricks, tricks.
Together their sins a lethal mix, mix, mix.
Until Benny missed his dolly who was lost, lost, lost.
He needed to find her and love her at any cost, cost, cost.
Not wanting him and his dolly to be alone, lone, lone.
He made plans to bring his dirty dolly, home, home, home.
Have you ever touched another’s soul with the essence of your own, breathed them in so they become apart of you?
Finally starting to live, feel and fall in love, amongst all the chaos surrounding me.
Dropping my guard and letting another into my heart.
I left my soul open.
I left my heart open.
I left the door open.
And he stole me.
About K. Webster
K Webster is the author of dozens romance books in many different genres including contemporary romance, historical romance, paranormal romance, and erotic romance. When not spending time with her husband of twelve years and two adorable children, she’s active on social media connecting with her readers.
Her other passions besides writing include reading and graphic design. K can always be found in front of her computer chasing her next idea and taking action. She looks forward to the day when she will see one of her titles on the big screen.
You can easily find K Webster on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Pinterest, and Goodreads!
About Ker Dukey
My books all tend to be darker romance, edge of you seat, angst filled reads. My advice to my readers when starting one of my titles…prepare for the unexpected.
I have always had a passion for storytelling, whether it be through lyrics or bed time stories with my sisters growing up.
My mum would always have a book in her hand when I was young and passed on her love for reading, inspiring me to venture into writing my own. I tend to have a darker edge to my writing. Not all love stories are made from light; some are created in darkness but are just as powerful and worth telling.
When I’m not lost in the world of characters I love spending time with my family. I’m a mum and that comes first in my life but when I do get down time I love attending music concerts or reading events with my younger sister.
Come find me on Facebook, where I love interacting with my readers.
It’s all I ever loved,
All I ever wanted.
Football is it for me.
The lights, the turf, the feel of the ball in my hands,
There’s nothing that means more to me.
But then, I meet Rilla James.
It’s a game changer right from the start.
Now, all I want is her,
Everything about her.
It’s a love-hate relationship.
I love the excitement, the thrill of the game,
But despise everything it stands for.
The day the game took away someone in my life,
For the better.
And I couldn’t be happier.
But then, I meet Tyke she Jamison.
It’s a blitz right from the start.
Now, I’m questioning it all.
Maybe I could get used to life under the lights,
“You like?” she questions and I can’t hide my smile.
“I love it. Where did you get that?”
“Let’s just say I’ve got connections,” she says as she wraps her arm through mine and gives me a quick kiss on the cheek. I pause, and look at her.
“You know what I really think about that jersey?”
She raises her eyebrows. “It looks way better on you than me,” I state.
“I beg to differ,” she says with a wink. “Now, let’s go meet your mom.”
As we make our way to McDonald’s, Rilla is close but keeps a reserved distance from me. “You know you don’t have to keep so much distance between us. It’s my mom.”
“Um, exactly,” she states with a small laugh.
“Do you not recall how I met your dad the first time?”
“Oh yeah, wanna recreate it for her too?” She can’t be serious, so I call her bluff right when we’re in sight of Mom. I pause, turn to her, and pull her in for a kiss that has her breathless, but squirming to escape. She tries her best to pull back, but payback’s a bitch. When I pull away she smacks my shoulder and I burst out laughing while giving her a playful smack on the ass. “I’m gonna kill you,” she says between her teeth as she smiles at my mom. Her face is beet red, and I can’t help but chuckle.
As we cross the street, I can read my mom like a book. I’m about to get it.
“Tyke Douglas! If that’s how you act in public, Lord help what happens behind closed doors,” she says, and I can see that Rilla’s mouth is wide open.
“Guess it’s a good thing the doors never close due to that stupid rule,” I say and Mom shakes her head.
Casey Peeler grew up in North Carolina and still lives there with her husband and daughter.
Growing up Casey wasn’t an avid reader or writer, but after reading Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neal Hurston during her senior year of high school, and multiple Nicholas Sparks’ novels, she found a hidden love and appreciation for reading. That love ignited the passion for writing several years later, and her writing style combines real life scenarios with morals and values teenagers need in their daily lives.
When Casey isn’t writing, you can find her near a body of water listening to country music with a cold beverage and a great book.
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Title: No Regrets
Author: Nicky James
Publisher: Encompass Ink
Word Length: 91k
Genre: Contemporary MM Romance 18+
Release: March 15, 2017
Life makes no promises, and sometimes, you draw the short straw.
Landon Johnston’s life came to a grinding halt seven months ago, when he was diagnosed with terminal cancer.
With the encouragement of his grandmother, Landon works his way out of his slump and tries to live life while he still can.
Deciding he doesn’t want to drag anyone else down his morbid path, Landon gives up all friendships and denies himself love. It’s better this way, because all he has to offer is eventual heartache and sadness.
While traveling the world, Landon meets Abel Matheson, a free-spirited, unedited, and nerve-grating man who was supposed to only be a one-night-stand.
Despite Landon’s insistence that he can’t form a relationship with his current diagnoses, Abel is persistent and will not be ignored.
Fighting against all his ingrained urges to run, Landon finds himself drawn down the road he swore he’d never take.
Intimacy grows and bonds form…
Only… Abel doesn’t know Landon is sick.
How can anyone love a man with no future?
Telling him might cause him to run, but staying silent means living a lie. A lie which will only reveal itself in time.
Nicky James lives in the small town of Petrolia, Ontario, Canada. She is mother to a wonderful teenage boy and wife to a truly supportive and understanding husband who, thankfully, doesn’t think her crazy.
Nicky has always had two profound dreams in life; to fall back hundreds of years in time and live in a simpler world and to write novels. Since only one of those dreams was a possibility, she decided to make the other come alive on paper.
Nicky writes MM romance books in a variety of styles including contemporary, medieval, fantasy, and historical.
Title – Losing Grace: A Falling Away Stand-Alone Novel
Author: Allie Little
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: February 12, 2017
Grace is on the run. With her marriage in tatters and a possessive ex-husband tracking her every move, Grace needs all the help she can muster to rebuild her shattered life. With Grandma Bess as her only family, Grace allows restaurant boss Riley to whisk her away to the picturesque town of Shoal Bay on Australia’s east coast. Secluded in the beauty of the bay, Grace fights their inevitable attraction, hoping that days full of sunshine and nights full of stars will be enough to heal her heart.
Riley is looking for love. Successful and single, Riley is tired of being his corrupt father’s lackey in the family-run business. Having branched out on his own with a string of lavish beachside restaurants, Riley embarks on a mission to leave the pressure of family expectation firmly behind him. Or so he thought…
From the white sands of Manly to the glistening shores of Shoal Bay, Riley is determined to fix Grace’s predicament. But Grace is on a collision course with her past – one that could easily end in heartbreak.
A Falling Away spinoff novel.
Allie is a Sydney-based writer who believes in telling stories that resonate with the heart. Allie is the author of Falling Away, a young adult contemporary romance, and now Losing Grace, a standalone spinoff in the Falling Away series. Allie is also the author of Cloud Quest, a fantasy quest adventure story for middle-grade readers.
Allie found a love for writing at the age of seven, and years later as a university student completed her first novel. She filled journals with short stories and poems, using writing as an emotional outlet for the experiences she encountered on a day-to day basis.
Born and raised in Sydney, Allie spent her summer holidays on the beach in Port Stephens, an idyllic marine area on the east coast of New South Wales. Now, juggling motherhood, part-time work as a hospital social worker and mostly nocturnal writing habits, Allie still spends her holidays on the white sandy beaches of Port Stephens. Allie believes the ocean is essential for her soul and her love for the sea is featured in her work, where coastal scenes and settings are integral to the stories. She also has a penchant for drinking way too many Chai lattes and has an unfortunate chocolate addiction. Dark, of course.