#NewRelease!!! Sacramento Dirtier (Dirty Series Book #1) By Susan Ward

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Sacramento Dirtier

Book 1 Dirty Series

By Author Susan Ward

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When Hollywood leading man Colin Rand runs for governor hoping the publicity will revive his dwindling career, he surprises the world—and most of all himself—by winning. Why he’s surprised is anyone’s guess, though, since things work differently in the golden state and if an actor can make it to the top in politics anywhere, California is the place.

Now this pretty boy from the Southland is landlocked in the capital, trapped between warring political factions and a press watching his every move, just waiting for him to fail. Worse, he has to keep his democratic sexual predilections under wraps if he hopes to run the state instead of having the press run him. He is an expert at keeping his private affairs private from his adoring movie fans What he doesn’t expect is for Sacramento to be even more of a hotbed of lust, lies, jealousy, and revenge than the film industry. And he certainly doesn’t expect to catch the eye of Miles James. His political enemy. His toughest fight in bed. Sacramento Dirtier is a humorous, flirty novel about one man’s quest to change the direction of his career, and a series of unexpected turns that change the direction of his life.

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ABOUT SUSAN

Bestselling Literary Fiction author Susan Ward is as eclectic as the books she writes. A #1 bestselling author in Gay Fiction and LGBT Erotica, she is also a top two bestseller in the Rock genre, and a bestseller in Contemporary Romance, Coming-of-Age, Women's Fiction, Sagas, Erotica Humorous, Historical Romance, and Regency. She once explained her success in so many genres as: "I can’t say I believe in love unless I write about all love.” Known for complex, gritty, and unpredictable emotional reads, to the delight of her readers she is always expanding her fictional universe. Hello! My series include: The Half Shell Series; The Affair Without End Series; The Sand & Fog Series; and The Locked & Loaded Series. I'm the mother of grown daughters, a grandmother, and I live with my husband and dog, Emma. My favorite things to do are writing an angsty HEA love story, drinking coffee, eating chocolate, having a good glass of wine, traveling, watching sappy movies, and chatting with my readers. For future releases, upcoming book signings, or to contact me:www.susanwardbooks.com Or follow on Twitter @susaninlaguna Or Like on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/susanwardbooks/ Spare a tree. Be good to the earth. Donate or share your print books with a friend.

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#CoverReveal!!! Rock's Redemption (Insurgents Motorcycle Club: Book 8) By Author Chiah Wilder

 

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Rock is the ripped, handsome Sergeant-At-Arms for the Insurgents MC. Being one of the club’s officers, women clamor to share his bed. The biker’s more than willing to oblige as long it’s a short-time hookup; long-term relationship is not part of his vocabulary. He’s only been in love once—a long time ago—and the end result was shattering. He learned his lesson: keep his heart encased in steel. The tragic night that sent him to prison is over even though it still simmers inside him. But once he joined the Insurgents MC, he vowed to leave the past darkness and disappointments back in Louisiana. He’s embraced his new life of brotherhood, booze, easy women, and Harleys. It suits him just fine. Some things are best left alone, especially a pretty brunette who destroyed his heart. Easy sex has become his mantra. Until his past crashes into his life…. Clotille Boucher is the wealthy, spoiled girl who’d stolen Rock’s heart many years ago. From a young age, family loyalty was drilled into her, so when darkness engulfed her and Rock, fleeing seemed to be the only way out for her. Deciding to make a new life for herself, she didn’t count on having to pay for the sins of her brother. Just when her life doesn’t seem like it could get worse, a face from her past gives her a glimmer of hope. Shamed that Rock has to see how far she’s fallen, she pretends her life is exactly what she wants, but his penetrating stare tells her he’s not buying her act. Fearful that the secrets of the past will catch up with her and Rock, her inclination is to do what she does best—run away. Only problem is, Rock’s not letting her slip away so easily this time. Can two damaged people learn to trust one another again? Will Rock be able to reconcile the demons that have plagued him since that tragic night? Does Clotille offer him redemption or destruction? As Rock and Clotille maneuver the treacherous waters of their past and present, someone is lurking behind the shadows to make sure the truth never comes out. The Insurgents MC series are standalone romance novels. This is Rock and Clotille’s love story. This book contains violence, sexual assault (not graphic), strong language, and steamy/graphic sexual scenes. It describes the life and actions of an outlaw motorcycle club. If any of these issues offend you, please do not read the book. HEA. No cliffhangers! The book is intended for readers over the age of 18.

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Hawk's Property (Insurgents MC #1)

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Chas's Fervor (Insurgents MC #3)

Axe's Fall (Insurgents MC #4)

Banger's Ride (Insurgents MC #5)

Jerry's Passion (Insurgents MC #6)

Throttle's Seduction (Insurgents MC #7)

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About Author

 

Chiah Wilder is the author of the successful Insurgents MC series.

Chiah's love of bad boys has inspired her Insurgents series. She loves an alpha male whose softer side is brought out by a passionate, spirited woman. Steamy, biker romances with rough, sexy bad boys are her guilty pleasure along with brownies, cheddar cheese, and movie marathons.

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#Release!!!! The Holler (A Novel Of The Tribe) By Harper L. Jameson

The Holler: Book Two of the Tribe Novels


Published: 10/12/16
Genres: Adult, Paranormal Romance
Cover Artist: Harper L. Jameson

Blurb

It’s been nearly 200 years since theice storm that almost destroyed McAllen. Sheriff Jessica Attwood was born there,in a little valley in the Ohio Appalachians known as Wright’s Holler. If sheisn’t careful, she’ll die there.

McAllen has a morgue full ofbodies, a file of missing persons dating back decades and a sheriff that isdetermined to find out what is happening to her town. Her investigation leadsher to the half-breed mountain man, Sig, and her reality is thrown into a chaosthat only makes sense when she’s in his arms.

The Misignwa has stayed out of it. Hisjob is to protect the forests of his ancestors, enduring the scorn of apopulation almost completely unchanged by progress. The problems of the whitemen aren’t his concern. Not until they come into his woods and duty brings himface to face with the local sheriff, a woman he’s watched from the shadows for years, drawn to in a way he can’t explain.

Jessica’s investigation pulls herdeeper into Wright’s Holler, to a world of lost magic and small town legends–legendsthat tell of spirits roaming the woods, of lost witches and a battle betweengood and evil that has raged for centuries. As her fascination with Misignwagrows, something is calling her into the forest, into his arms and onto the frontlines.

Wild animal, crazed woodsman…Jessica’s guesses about the killer’s identity are as thick as the trees but asthe line between the worlds starts to blur, the superstitious townsfolk voiceanother theory from a time when magic wasn’t just for fairy tales. Something’sstalking the witches of the holler. And it wants Jessica.

  

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"Don't hurt him." A simple request, three words that her voice wavered to speak when she was caught up in the stranger's gravity and she was being pulled closer, her feet carrying her without her permission until she was nearly pressed to his back and the heat coming off of his towering form scalded her through her uniform. He was huge. Holy shit, how'd- he- fit- through- the- doorway big and Jess was studying every part of him she could see from her vantage point. Which was damned near crushed against hisspine. Tank's sputtering at her feet broke her trance and she stepped back, the strange current ceasing when she let her arm fall away and she curled her fingers into her palm to keep from reaching for him again.Don't hurt him. It had been as binding as a command from the Great Spirit, all of Misignwa's aggression channeled away from the coughing deputy at his feet and directed toward the woman who had somehow seized control of his impulses and turned them into something less lethal but no less violent. Only what he wanted to do now involved fewer spectators and a whole lot less clothes between them. Then again, maybe the spectators didn't matter."I ain't gonna hurt him, kweewa. Not if he don't try anything else that might get him nailed to the wall again." Misignwa actually really wanted to hurt Tank as he lumbered to his feet, rubbing the bruise on his throat and pulling his gun free as he stepped closer to the pair of them, obviously intending to put himself between Misignwa and the woman. Misignwa wasn't going to let that happen. Not when he finally had her so close to him and his nostrils flared at something sweet rising up through her natural scent. Something like- his eyes flared wide, glowing gold as his cock thickened behind his fly, the teeth of his zipper biting into flesh grown hard and heavy with recognition. Jess smelled like a woman should.. soft and warm and welcoming. She smelled like want and he growled, his whole body gone rigid against the instinct to answer the call her desire was putting out.
"What’s your name boy?" Tank croaked out, trying to shove by the Indian to no avail and struggling to sound threatening when he couldn't draw a whole breath to command his usual booming voice. He didn't like it. Didn’t like that the man had come into town. Didn’t like that he was tearing up Sowers' store and he damned sure didn't like that he was staring Jess down like he could see right through her uniform.
Misignwa ignored him in favor of staring at the woman, his muscles drawn tight around the aching burn in his shoulder... an animal ready to spring on prey. Jess. Her name is Jess. His thoughts were a graphic tangle of images, vivid flashes of all the things he would do to her if he got her alone, all the ways he would taste those curves until shescreamed herself hoarse in her ecstasy. Ecstasy he was dying to bring her to. His eyes glinted a citrine glow and he grappled it back with a soft, throaty rumble of appreciation for the delicate female standing him off without any sign of fear.This was wrong. He didn't want any woman, their instincts toward manipulation and deceit making them too untrustworthy as anything more than a bed warmer and some ofthem not even that. A woman might let you into her body. She might spear her nails intoyour shoulders and scream your name, but Misignwa knew all too well that she'd just asquickly stick a knife in your back. Only somewhere in the primitive recesses of his brain,he was sure that bedding Jess would be completely worth it.

 ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Harper L. Jameson was born in South EasternOhio and raised on the stories of the family seat in the holler–a tiny hamletnestled in the shadow of the Appalachians. Her imagination ran wild, fueled ontales of folklore and superstitions…of Indian burial sites and haunted woodswhere magic still runs free. Beginning with her debut novel “The Spirit”, she’sputting a new spin on paranormal romance by bringing the old legends back fromour forgotten past. She currently lives in North Carolina with her husband andchildren, but she never really left the holler. No one ever does.

Connect with Harper and stay up to dateon all the latest news, events and releases:

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#Release!!!! Vengence (The Protectors #5) By Sloane Kennedy

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Vengeance (The Protectors #5)

By Author Sloane Kennedy

Memphis At thirty-four years old, ex-DEA agent Memphis Wheland has lived, loved and lost…everything. The ultimate betrayal by the man he gave everything to has left Memphis with no family, no career and a bone deep bitterness that refuses to release him from its icy grip. His work with an underground vigilante organization is the only light in his otherwise bleak existence. That and the occasional no-strings hookup with men whose only focus in that moment, and for as long as Memphis wants them, is him and only him. No clingy exes, no unrequited love, no relationship drama. Period.

Because Memphis has one rule that he won’t break for anyone or anything. He doesn’t share. Ever. Now if only someone had told that to the young man who would come into his life in the most unexpected way… 

Brennan With his entire life ahead of him, graduate student Brennan Devereaux wasn’t expecting it to change in the blink of an eye. But when a case of mistaken identity nearly costs Brennan his life, it isn’t just his future that’s about to change, but his past too. Because for years he’s been in love with a young man who only sees him as a friend and nothing more. And while he was content to love Tristan Barretti from afar, he hadn’t expected to be drawn to the mysterious stranger who saved his life and changed it with a simple promise. I’m not letting you go. They were words spoken in the heat of the moment as the darkness of death had threatened to claim him, but even as Brennan’s love for Tristan refuses to wane, his need for the intriguing Memphis Wheland continues to grow. But any relationship with Memphis means he has to let go of the one thing in his life he’s always valued above everything else… 

Tristan At nineteen, Tristan Barretti should have had the world at his feet. His musical gifts have garnered him prestige as well as admission to the famed Julliard School in New York and he has a family that most people would kill for. But the protective bubble his fathers have kept him in has burst and he’s discovered that life outside his unconditionally loving family isn’t as accepting of a kid born with HIV. A poor decision to find answers to questions better left unasked, along with the complications of living with his disease, have Tristan returning to Seattle and the solace of his family. And to the young man he’s wanted from the time he was barely old enough to even understand what that meant. But with an uncertain future that leaves him nothing to offer the gorgeous and successful Brennan Devereaux, Tristan knows the best he can hope for is to keep building on the friendship they’ve shared for years and not get his hopes up that Brennan will be the one man who sees him and not his disease. Except all bets are off when danger follows him home… Choices Even though a physical relationship with Brennan was supposed to be just that, Memphis finds himself unable to refuse his young lover’s request to help put a stop to the threat against Tristan. Even knowing full well that Brennan’s heart lies with the man he claims is nothing more than a friend, Memphis accepts the challenge of ensuring Tristan’s safety. But when the quiet music student stops being a “job” and starts being something much more, Memphis is torn between his growing feelings for both young men and the fear that he’ll be facing an even greater betrayal that he’ll never be able to come back from. Except none of that matters when the threat that Memphis never saw coming puts Brennan and Tristan in the crosshairs. And the cost of the vengeance he once craved suddenly comes at too high a price…

Excerpt from Vengeance by Sloane Kennedy

I watched as Brennan approached the piano bench and reached out to run his fingers over Tristan’s hair. Tristan squeezed his eyes closed as more tears fell and I heard him suck in a harsh sob. Brennan lowered himself until he was straddling the bench next to Tristan and he put his arms around Tristan’s shoulders. I barely heard his whispered apology above the music, but a moment later, Tristan stopped playing and brought his hand up to close around the arm that was resting against his collar bone. I watched the two young men press their heads together and I felt an invisible pull drawing me forward until I was straddling the bench on Tristan’s opposite side.

Even though Tristan clung to Brennan’s arm, his eyes opened and settled on me and I felt completely lost.

I wanted so much in that moment…too much.

I wanted to take Tristan’s pain away. I wanted to beg Brennan not to choose Tristan over me. I wanted him not to choose me over Tristan.

Tristan was sucking in deep breaths as he tried to get control of himself and I could hear Brennan murmuring in his ear that everything was going to be okay. Part of me felt like an interloper as I watched them hold on to each other and part of me never wanted to stop. They were so beautiful together that it made me ache deep inside.

But I saw the moment the comforting shifted to something more intense and I felt a shiver of excitement run through me. The only place I was actually touching Tristan was where my knee was pressing against his leg, but I still felt everything that was happening between the two young men. And I wanted it…

I wanted it just as badly as I wanted to be touching them myself. So when Brennan’s eyes shifted to me and I saw the unspoken question there, I didn’t hesitate to give him my permission. His eyes clouded over with lust and I felt my cock harden in response.

I didn’t even realize I’d shifted closer to Tristan on the small bench until I felt his outer thigh brushing my leg. I watched as Brennan pulled back from Tristan enough so that their eyes met and I sensed the instant Tristan realized things had changed from comforting to more. Tristan’s right hand was resting on his leg, but just as Brennan leaned in to take a taste of him, his hand found its way to my thigh. I covered it with mine, careful not to put any pressure on his injured finger. I hadn’t expected to be included in their first kiss, but it was almost like I felt what Tristan was feeling, because his fingertips pressed into my leg when Brennan’s mouth brushed over his.

A startled whimper escaped Tristan’s mouth when Brennan pulled back just a little bit. The next kiss was longer, sweeter, but still light. I knew exactly what Tristan was feeling because I’d been the recipient of plenty of those kisses. Tristan would be reveling in every touch of Brennan’s mouth on his, but soon it wouldn’t be enough. And sure enough, after a few more passes, Tristan began following Brennan as he pulled back. Brennan let Tristan take over the kiss for a few seconds before he finally teased Tristan with a quick lick across his lower lip. And then the teasing was over and Brennan took what he wanted.

I waited for the disappointment to surge through me at the sight of my lover so ferociously consuming another. But it never came and all the soft moans and broken whimpers only spiked up my own lust.

I let my left hand stroke up and down Tristan’s back as I leaned in to skim my lips over the pulse point on his neck. My intent hadn’t been to interrupt their kiss, but when a pair of firm, warm lips searched mine out, I gladly accepted the kiss and lost myself in it. I knew it was Tristan who was kissing me because there was still a hint of inexperience in the way his tongue played with mine. And his taste…just as sweet as Brennan’s but so very different. I wrapped my hand around the back of Tristan’s neck to hold him still as I took over the kiss. I pulled back just enough to look into his pretty gray eyes. They were clear and open and finally free of pain.

I kissed him again briefly and then kissed away the few tears that lingered on his skin. Brennan was doing the same on his other cheek and then our lips met just above Tristan’s mouth. I kissed Brennan long and deep and hard. I heard Tristan moan and saw that he’d pulled back just enough so that he could watch us. My eyes met Brennan’s for a moment and then I went for Tristan’s lips. He opened his mouth automatically for me, but I didn’t cover his lips with mine. I hovered on one side of his mouth as my tongue played with his and I let my eyes search out Brennan. My young lover quickly picked up on what I wanted and he leaned in to do the same to Tristan’s mouth on the other side. And then we were both dipping inside of Tristan’s mouth. His tongue met both of ours and while he startled at the newness of being kissed this way, he recovered quickly and soon it was just a blind mix of lips and tongues as we kissed each other.

I let my hand trail over Tristan’s chest and met Brennan’s hand. He’d worked Tristan’s shirt up, so I skimmed my palm over Tristan’s abdomen before settling it on his groin. He jumped at the contact and whispered a broken, “Please,” before he lost himself in kissing us again. Brennan pulled back from the kiss and out of my peripheral vision I saw him urging Tristan to move. Before I even realized what was happening, Tristan was straddling the bench so that he was facing me. I glanced up at Brennan and saw his passion-filled eyes had gone dark with need. He nodded at me and then reached for the hem of Tristan’s shirt. Tristan seemed to be in a daze as he sat between us so I leaned in to kiss him.

“Can I touch you, Tristan?” I asked.

Vengeance (The Protectors #5)

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Although Sloane Kennedy always dreamed of being a writer as a teenager, she didn't take the plunge until March of 2015 when she released her first novel as an independent author. Since then, she has released more than a dozen books including the Amazon best-selling "Barretti Security" series, "Finding" series and "Protectors" series. While she initially began writing M/F romance, she found her true passion writing gay romance and all four of her most recent releases reached the #1 spot on Amazon's Gay Romance bestseller list and Freeing Zane, her final book in the Barretti Security series, made it to Amazon's overall bestseller list. Sloane was born in Germany and grew up in Virginia and Wisconsin. Although she currently lives in Wisconsin, the place where she has always felt most at home is Seattle and many of her books take place in the Emerald city. Although she is unmarried, a menagerie of 2 dogs and 3 cats keeps her busy enough and 3 young nieces take care of the rest of her free time. Sloane loves being able to share her passion for romance with readers and she is truly humbled by all the support she's received from fans and fellow authors alike.

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#CoverReveal!!!! Beautiful Broken (A Poetry Collection) By Amanda Leigh

Life is a beautifully broken piece of art...

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Beautiful Broken: A Poetry Collection

by Amanda Leigh

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Life is a beautifully broken piece of art.

Fractured pieces coming together to form

our selves, our hearts, our souls, our world.

A beautiful, fractured mosaic.

One we build and shape day by day.

In her poetry collection, Amanda Leigh

explores what she sees and has seen in humanity

and in her life and self.

Showing pieces of herself while at the same time

taking on current and controversial issues.

She bares pieces of her soul in every poem.

Reveals pieces of herself and comments

on current issues in her new collection,

Beautiful Broken.

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AMANDA LEIGH

Amanda Leigh has had a love of words since before she could write them herself. Once she learned to read and write herself she just couldn’t stop. She reads any genre as long as the book sounds interesting. Which may explain why she can’t and never will be able to stick to one genre in her writing. From Contemporary Romance to Women’s Fiction to Paranormal Romance to Poetry and more to come. When she’s not writing or reading she enjoys getting swept away in a great TV show, going to the theater, listening to music, cooking and many different forms of art. She has a cat she adores and also loves Psychology, tea, coffee and chocolate.

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#NewRelease!!! Boiling Point By Alison Henderson

Today we welcome a New author (New to us anyway) and we are so pleased to share her new release BOILING POINT!

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I write romance because that's what I like to read. The world provides more than enough drama and tragedy. I want to give my readers the happily-ever-after we all crave.

I haven't always been a writer, but I have always embraced creativity and relished new experiences. By the time I was twenty-one I had traveled the world from Tunisia to Japan. Little did I suspect I was collecting material for future characters and stories along the way.

I've been married to my personal hero for more than thirty years. After decades of living in the Midwest, we heeded the siren call of sun and sea and moved to the most breathtakingly beautiful place imaginable - the gorgeous central coast of California. I look forward to the new stories this place inspires.

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Zoe Hargrove’s first solo assignment as a bodyguard is off to a rocky start. On the way to her client’s lakeside estate, a pair of kamikaze bikers nearly runs her off the road. Upon arrival, she learns she’s expected to work undercover as a personal chef—a potential disaster since she can barely burn water—while secretly protecting the client’s pregnant wife from a potential assailant. To top things off, her culinary assistant will be the client’s latest invention—a robotic sous chef named GRAMPA. 

And if that isn’t enough, the couple’s dangerously handsome chauffeur, who looks more like a prize fighter than a car jockey, glowers at her as if she’s about to steal the silver. Zoe soon suspects he’s hiding secrets of his own, but can she uncover them in time to stop the escaped criminal who threatens them all?

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He eyed her closely. “Where did that move come from? It didn’t look like any martial art I’ve ever seen.”

“It’s not. Over the years I’ve learned to improvise, when necessary.”

“Like when you’re flat on your back under your opponent.” One corner of his mouth tipped up with classic, testosterone-fueled smugness. “They probably don’t teach that in the dojo.”

Her stomach tightened at his graphic description, but the echo of her earlier fear faded quickly, leaving only a residue of prickly irritation. “You didn’t need to flatten me, you know.” She bent to brush her pants with both hands. “I wasn’t going to hurt you.”

“No, you weren’t.”

“I was just demonstrating the correct technique.”

“For what? Knocking me on my butt?”

“No, although I admit if things had gone right, that would have been the end result.”

He crossed his arms and set his jaw. “And I was supposed to stand there like a chump and let you show off?”

      “That would have been the gentlemanly thing to do.”

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#Release!!!! Live Wire (A Titan Novella) By Cristin Harber AVAILABLE NOW!!!!

Need a Titan fix? Us too! Luckily for us, Cristin Harber's LIVE WIRE is available everywhere today and you do not want to miss this jam packed novella that revisits some of your favourite characters!

 

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Titan Group is expanding. New recruits mean Jared Westin has potential new hires to scrutinize. What he didn’t expect was his very pregnant wife Sugar to finagle her way onto the surveillance team as the prospects were assessed. Her involvement in the simple observation goes dangerously wrong. She and best friend Lexi Black stumble into a problem with Russian mobsters. Sugar is forced to draw on her old ATF tricks, but weeks from her due date, she has no choice but to team up with Bishop O’Kane, a potential-new recruit and Parker Black, Lexi’s hacker husband, who must go undercover. This is special ops novella is packed with high-stakes crime and intrigue, a baby story for Boss Man, and two steamy romances for two of Titan’s favorite couples.

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The rhythmic pounding of the man running for his life in between Sugar’s and Lexi’s treadmills was more than enough up-close proof that Bishop O’Kane was as physically fit as his profile said. This gym catered to professional bodybuilders but was empty with the exception of one other person and staff. It was elite and niche, and Sugar had basically used her pregnant stomach and her hormones to get them a day pass.

Not exactly Titan-level detective work, but this was more a girl’s trip than anything else… right? Her phone buzzed as she and Lexi walked lazily on either side of their unknowing target.

Lexi: What have we learned? I’m bored.

Sugar: I was bored at home. This was something to do.

Lexi: Right.

Lexi: I think he knows we know each other.

Lexi: Shoot! He’s looking at both of us.

Lexi: SUGAR!

Sugar got off her treadmill and walked calmly to the bathroom. The second she was out of sight, she pulled her phone back out.

Sugar: Do I have to teach you how to creep up on a dude!?!?

Lexi: Maybe…

She tittered to herself. Well, that was probably true. For as hot as Lexi was, she was clueless when it came to the art of flirting. Though they weren’t flirting. But still, spying on a guy took a certain level of finesse that Lexi didn’t have.

Sugar: We need a new game plan.

Sugar: Does he still look suspicious of us?

Sugar: Hello?

Sugar: Hey, Thelma, it’s Louise. Why’d you go radio silent?

Lexi: We have a problem

Sugar: On a scale of 1 to 10, 1 is we need to hit the pancake house again, and 10 is I have to hit up GUNS for the ammo Jared wouldn’t let me have, gimme a number.

She grabbed her bag from a locker and wrestled out of her exercise pants and back into leather pants, which—thank the Lord for maternity adaptation—were more comfortable.

Sugar’s screen blinked with the text.

Lexi: 10. 10. 10.

Sugar: Easy, killer. On my way.

But the text wouldn’t send. The little circle kept circling. No signal. Ugh. What the hell? She pushed out the door to find the hallway dark. A tickle of adrenaline crept up her neck, and she slowed her pace.

“Hello?” A Russian accent called into the bathroom where she had just been.

Training and instinct made Sugar drop to the floor, listening to the voice continue to call and the person go in and out of the locker rooms and whatever rooms were down the other hallway.

Her pulse picked up. She could feel the blood thumping in her neck and in her stomach, which was a change from the norm. But all in all, this was no different than creeping like a shadow on any other job. Except she didn’t know who or what she was dealing with, and she had to hide what felt like an additional few feet of her stomach from view while trying to figure out what the double deuces was happening.

She tried her cell phone again. Shoot. She got nothing but a spinning circle and a no service signal. Clearly, somewhere in the building was a cell-phone jammer, which meant this was more of a professional job than a slam-and-bam robbery.

Okay… what to do?

Slinking down the hallway, she heard no exercise equipment clinking and clanking. No men throwing heavy things. No people grunting as they lifted heavy objects for personal enjoyment. There was only the empty blare of music that, now that all was abandoned and quiet, played far too loud. Her phone continued to cycle without a signal, and Sugar’s eyes searched for signs of anyone in the building—most importantly, Lexi. And where had that searching Russian man gone? She needed a weapon. Fast.

She checked her phone again.

Nope. The hell with it. She tucked it in her back pocket. Across the open floor were hand weights. She could grab a few jump ropes or one of the calisthenics bars while she was there. But crossing the gym was too dangerous. With a view of nothing but treadmills, elliptical machines, and stair climbers, she had nothing but magazines to smack a bad dude with. Nothing deadly.

So the plan for the moment was to keep against the wall and head for the main desk. Surely there was a pair of scissors. A stapler. Hell, she could be deadly with a phone cord. All she needed was the right angle. But really, Sugar stressed about Lexi.

She crept around another corner of the main gym. No one was there.

No Lexi. No Bishop. No random meatheads. No guy with a Russian accent searching for rogue people hiding and creeping.

“What is going on?” Her pulse pounded in her neck, and confusion covered every thought. Only Emergency Exit signs illuminated the room, and the place was eerie.

Her quiet question went unanswered, and the baby took that moment to kick. “Easy, tater tot. I’ve got this.”

ABOUT CRISTIN HARBER

Cristin Harber is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling romance author. She writes sexy, steamy romantic suspense and military romance. Readers voted her onto Amazon’s Top Picks for Debut Romance Authors in 2013, and her debut Titan series was both a #1 romantic suspense and #1 military romance bestseller. Website | Newsletter | Facebook | Team Titan Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads