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From Me to You Friday- Tamara- What’s New

Happy Halloween

I’m not a huge Halloween person like my Bff Beverly, But my Grandson’s enjoy it. They are going to be the Ninja turtle tonight, Michaelangeo and Donatello. I can’t wait to see pictures!

That is the extent of my Halloween celebration. Lol.

A little site management. I’m sorry to sat. SSLY will no longer be doing reviews on a regular basis. We are having trouble getting reviewers and Beverly and I just don’t have time. So we will no longer be taking review requests. Bev and I may post an occasional review of a book we read and enjoy, but NO REQUESTS will be accepted.

Now on to the fun stuff! I have an announcement to make

My new series

The Animal in Me

Has been signed by Secret Cravings Publishing!

Book 1

Hers To Bear

will release January 29, 2015!


Would you like a little peek?

He snuck up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, nuzzling her neck and kissing the sweet smelling spot behind her ear. Jenna shivered and he licked the shell of her ear and whispered, “You taste like honey.”
A delicate blush crawled across her cheeks and Bern leaned in and brushed his cheek against hers. He wanted the feel that warmth against his own flesh. He had shaved before going to meet her at the school, but he was a bear, so his skin was already slightly bristled. Her skin was soft as eider down and he closed his eyes in bliss. His mate. God the peace of touching his mate.
Jenna giggled and it pulled him from his trance. “That tickles,” she said.
Bern waggled his eyebrows and Jenna laughed, a deep rich sound that grabbed him by the balls and pulled. He couldn’t resist and turned her in his arms, pulling her in for a blistering kiss.
Jenna melted into him, her arms going around his neck. She stretched up on her tip toes and molded her entire body to his. Her breasts pressed into his chest, his throbbing erection pressed into the tender swell of her belly, and it was all he could do not to grind against her. God his mate was perfection. He needed to get her out of here and somewhere private. He slowly gentled the kiss and used every ounce of willpower he possessed to pull back. Now was not the time or place to ravish his mate.


I can’t wait to share this book with you!

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Zane’s Choice (The Doms of Club Mystique 4) ~ Mardi Maxwell


Zane’s Choice

by Mardi Maxwell


Beautiful, curvy, Ravyn Templeton saw Zane Ramsey in a BDSM club in Houston three years ago. He’s haunted her dreams ever since.

Zane is an Assistant District Attorney but he’s also a co-owner of Club Mystique, the BDSM club he and his brothers built on their Texas ranch. When Ravyn’s ex-husband is arrested for hiring an assassin to kill her the case is assigned to Zane.

The moment they meet, Zane wants her and even though he knows having an affair with her will jeopardize his career he can’t resist her. When Ravyn is accused of laundering money for a drug cartel, and she refuses to answer Zane’s questions, he leaves her.

Fate steps in and brings them together again. Zane has the power to save Ravyn but he’ll have to choose her, and love, over his career.

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Release Day Blitz ~ Betrayed ~ Felicia Starr

Breaking the Darkness # 2
By- Felicia Starr
Publication Date- October 29th, 2014
Kasha Alexander has been through a great deal since the death of her Gram, kidnapped, and abused, she has fought her way out of captivity with the help of the one man who just might be her saving grace, Graven.
Graven has been searching for Kasha for a millennia and now that he’s found her, he’s not about to let her go. He will protect her in any form, no matter what the cost… 
Little does he know how high that cost will be….


About the Author-
Romance writer Felicia Starr was born and raised in New Jersey. She has been an avid traveller starting at a young age taking magical adventures exploring scenic and historic sites across America with her grandparents. Lover of almost all things paranormal and science fiction, yes that includes fantasy and no it does not include movies about giant ice spiders.
Her days are spent counting down the minutes until her next cup of coffee, preferably with a caramel swirl, her nights are filled with reading and quiet meditations drawing inspirations for her stories.
Felicia has been writing in one form or another for as long as she can remember and still has her first bound book that she wrote and illustrated in grade school. When not wrapped up in writing or reading she is finding the next best way to create lasting memories with her husband and sons.
Reading for fun, writing for passion… always thinking and dreaming in scenes.



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Book Tour ~ Collision Control ~ C.A. Szarek

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Collision Control (Crossing Forces #4)

by C.A. Szarek

Published October 3rd 2014 by Totally Bound

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*can be read as a standalone

A one night stand can’t possibly mean forever…

Detective Jared Manning met his match at a bar. After a night of passion, she sneaks out of his bed without so much as a note. Problem is, now he can’t find her.

Kindergarten teacher Melody Nash doesn’t do one night stands. Embarrassment gets the best of her and she lies about her name.

When they collide at her school, Mel resists his pull. She won’t risk her heart on the obvious playboy, even though she can’t stop thinking about the night in his arms.

Stress engulfs both Jared’s personal and professional life. His brother is at the centre of the joint case he and his partner are working in cooperation with FBI. He puts his job on the line when he fails to share his blood relation—a complication he doesn’t need, considering the FBI agent on the case is convinced his brother killed her fiancé.

Balance is the name of the game. Can Jared save his brother and convince Mel they’re meant to be together?

Reader advisory: This book contains references to past sexual abuse and rape that happened when the character was a child.



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From Chapter Four. (PG-13—language)


“Son of a bitch!”

Why hadn’t his alarm gone off? Jared shot out of bed, his eyes zoning in on his digital alarm clock.

6:53 taunted him in bright blue. Briefing was in seven minutes.


Chief hated tardiness. It wasn’t often he ordered the detectives to morning shift briefing, so it had to be something big.

“Double fuck.”

Like he needed his boss pissed at him all day. He snatched his cell out of his discarded jeans from the night before. Shit, he hadn’t charged it, either. It’d be dead by nine a.m., if that.

Gonna be late.

Jared texted his partner, not waiting for a response. The phone dinged from where he’d thrown it on the bed, but he ignored it. He grabbed a fresh pair of jeans from the closet and shoved his legs into them.

He took a moment to snatch his blue shirt off the floor, draping it on the back of the overstuffed chair in the corner. He caught a whiff of Renee’s sweet scent and paused.

She’s gone.

Not like he could’ve forgotten their night of passion, but his urgent need to get to the police department was leading.

Too bad, too, because he wanted to think about her.

He glanced over his shoulder at his rumpled bed. She’d been…fantastic. Sweet and hot, with a touch of innocence. He’d never had such a responsive lover.

Jared yanked on a short-sleeved, black button-down, his mind consumed by Renee as he hastily tucked it in.

Why’d she leave?

No time to look for a note.

He slid his holster onto his belt and rushed out of his room. Jumped over the broken lamp fragments.

No time to clean that up, either.

Jared groaned when he spotted his coffee maker on the kitchen counter. He’d not taken the time to set it up the night before, so no java for him.

Yeah…you were a little busy.

He smirked and rushed out of his apartment. He’d take an armful of beautiful woman to hot coffee in the morning anytime.

Renee’s perfume was in his truck, too.

He shook his head, trying to convince his cock now wasn’t the time when it twitched. She’d been…perfect. Jared needed to see her again.

“Shit. Don’t even know her last name.”

Why’d she left without a word? She should’ve woken him up. He would’ve taken her again, if she’d been willing.

Renee had been gorgeous in passion, her long wavy hair spread across his pillow, her head tilted back. Rosy full cheeks, gorgeous lips parted. Full breasts rising and falling. Every gasp and whimper had made him burn for her more.

Jared’s stomach fluttered and he gunned the accelerator out of the complex parking lot, ignoring the three beeps in a row from his phone. He’d be at work in a few minutes.

He ran down the hall, almost mowing his boss’s assistant down when he rounded the corner toward the briefing room. Nikki scooted out of his way, a hand on her rounded tummy, big brown eyes wide.

“Sorrrrrrrrry, late!” he called. That was all he needed, to accidently hurt Pete’s pregnant wife. Jared hurried on his way, not giving her a chance to answer.

Skidding to a halt at the closed door, he sucked in a breath and tried to slip into the room silently. Of course, his boot caught the metal doorframe with a loud clang.

Jared winced as all heads turned his way.

Chief glared. “Nice of you to join us, Detective Manning.”

He wanted to close his eyes, but forced a nod for his boss. Chief Paul Martin’s temper wasn’t to be trifled with.

Gonna hear it later for sure.

His partner smirked when their eyes met, but at least Cole had saved him a seat.

“Nice of you to join us, Detective Manning.” Cole kept his voice low, but it was a fair impression of their boss’s bark.

“Thanks for the seat, Detective Lucas. Considering I woke up at exactly six-fifty-three, I wouldn’t say seven-twenty-one is all that bad.”

“Yeah, guess you have something to be proud of.” One corner of his partner’s mouth shot up.

“I need coffee, though.”

“You two shut up,” Andi, Cole’s wife and fellow detective whispered, but her tone was amused.

“What kept you?” Lucas asked, throwing a wink at his wife. “Everything okay?”

“I’m cool. Alarm didn’t go off.” If Renee had still been there, it would’ve been a different story.

“Right.” His partner’s gray eyes were skeptical.

“You two might wanna pay attention, since you’re supposed to be lead on this.” Pete Crane scooted to the edge of his seat beside Andi in the row behind them.

“Lead on what?” Jared looked toward the projector screen at the head of the room. Chief was in lecture mode, pointing to pictures as he talked.

“Auto theft ring. Dallas FBI office called. I’m sure the agent—Carrigan or something—on the bigger case will pop up sooner or later. From what Chief told me, she’s wrapping up something else right now. But this is a big deal,” Cole said. “The oversized tatted dude is their leader. The pic that’s front and center. On the last job, he killed an undercover FBI agent, John Murray. Murray’s the dark haired guy on the left on the board. He was undercover as a member of their team. A lot of what we know is just best guesses.”


Cole nodded. “They were spotted near Antioch, and we’re supposed to run point. We do have a lot of expensive rides around here and the feds want this guy bad.”

Jared’s heart dove to his stomach when he took in the photo on the screen.

His brother’s dark brown eyes stared right back.


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C.A. Szarek

Bestselling, award winning author of romantic suspense and epic fantasy romance, C.A. loves to dabble in different genres. If it’s a good story, she’ll write it, no matter where it seems to fit!

She’s a hopeless romantic and always will be. Risking it all for Happily Ever After is what she lives by!

C.A. is originally from Ohio, but got to Texas as soon as she could. She’s happily married and has a bachelor’s degree in Criminal Justice.

She works with kids when she’s not writing.




Previous books in the series

Collision Force

Collision Force #1



Chance Collision

Chance Collision #2



Calculated Collision

Calculated Collision #3



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Spooky Sojourn ~ Ashley Ladd

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Spooky Sojourn - Book CoverTITLE –  Spooky Sojourn


AUTHOR – Ashley Ladd

GENRE – Erotic Paranormal Romance

PUBLICATION DATE – October 23, 2014

LENTH (Pages/# Words) – 50,000

PUBLISHER – Totally Bound at





Someone’s trying to kill Deanna, but is it the ghosts she doesn’t believe in, the rich socialite who might be a murderess, or someone else with a beef against The Gilroy Hotel and Resort that Deanna has just been hired to manage?  The Gilroy’s owners want the ghosts, or whoever is causing the trouble at the hotel eliminated, and they are pressuring Deanna to do the job as quickly as possible. Harry DeVeaux, paranormal investigator comes highly recommended to do the job and against Deanna’s better judgment, she hires him.

Although Deanna thinks Harry’s crazy for believing in ghosts and Harry thinks Deanna has a closed mind to the possibilities of ghosts and they highly annoy each other, sparks fly. Deanna can’t help but fantasize about Harry and inspired by a romance convention visiting her hotel, writes her fantasies in a private blog that Harry finds, hacks, and reads. Ooh la la!










Excerpt 1 – G-rated

It would also be a shame to let a private hotel room go to waste when it contained such a beautiful sexy woman, so he moved closer and leaned against the wall beside her, letting his breath tickle her neck as he gazed down at her. He lifted a strand of her silky hair and let it sift through his fingers. Her heady scent wafted up to him, making him want to bury himself in her. Was it cherries? Maybe apple blossoms? “My heart almost gave out when your car went up in flames and I saw you thrown back. I was afraid you’d been hurt…or worse.”

Her breath caught audibly, and she worried her lower lip with her small, perfect teeth for a moment. Then she gazed up at him with sorrowful eyes. “It must have reminded you of losing your wife.”

“Not for a minute. I was worried you were hurt. That I’d lose you.” He traced the line of her jaw with the pad of his thumb and shivered when he felt her tremble. So she wasn’t immune to him. Good. Very good.

Her lashes fluttered and her irises grew dark. She shrank against the wall as if unsure what to do next. Then resolution gathered in her eyes. “Oh! Well, uh, I should go. I’m sure I’ve been missed. A manager never rests.” To his dismay, she ducked under his arm and escaped to the door. When she tried to turn the handle, however, it wouldn’t budge. Then she tried to turn the knob with both hands, pulling hard. Her eyes flashed fire. “What the hell? Can you help me? I can’t get out.”

“Do you really have to go? Or do you just want to get away from me? Am I that repellant?”

She looked as if she’d rather have fire ants crawl up her legs than answer his question.

Before she could respond, he jumped in. “I have a confession.”

She stopped trying to jar the door and her attention riveted on him, her forehead puckering. “Did you do something I need to know about?”

Drawing in a long, shuddering breath, he look heavenwards and crossed his fingers behind his back hoping she wouldn’t throw something at him, hoping she’d be okay with his admission. “I found your blog and read it.”

Paling, the blood fled from her flesh and her eyes looked like sooty coals against her face. Her gaze clashed with his and held. “How did you find it? I used a pseudonym and I put it on privacy settings.”

He screwed up his lips, and scrubbed his hand over his face, preparing to tell more painful truths. “I’m a bit of a hacker and I like to research the people I’m working with.” Not sure she’d be receptive to his theory, he left out the part that he thought the ghosts led him to her sight. He thought they were closet romantics. He wouldn’t be surprised if they’d locked them into the room now to force them into some alone time together.

When a tsunami of emotions flitted across her face he tried to read them. Fury. Embarrassment. Lust?

“You investigated me? You read my private musings?”

“You wrote about me? In some very intimate ways. At least I presume it was me since you used my name.” He fixed her with a piercing gaze. “Did you?”


Excerpt #2 (erotic)

A pregnant pause rent the air as she veiled her eyes from his view. Finally, she smoothed her skirt against her legs and admitted, “Yes. I have very mixed feelings about you. You make me crazy the way we argue, the way you believe in ghosts, and yet I find myself thinking about you, fantasizing about you.”

Taking heart in the last part even if he wasn’t sure he liked the first, he said with a lopsided grin, “You fantasize about me much?”

As if she suddenly got bold, she sidled up to him with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes and ran the tip of her finger down his chest. “Aren’t my blogs proof? The question is, do you fantasize about me?”

He wanted to scoop her into his arms and haul her into that king size bed right now and have his wicked way. The sooner they lost every stitch of their clothing, the better. Luckily, he’d started packing protection since reading her blogs as he’d been thinking about ravishing her, not that he thought he’d ever get the chance. I am right now.” He lowered his chin, smiled lasciviously, and crooked his finger at her. “Come here, baby.”

“I can’t believe this is real,” she said huskily. Yet she started to move toward him.

She glided so seamlessly she seemed to float. When she was within touching distance, he drew her into the circle of his arms, bent his mouth and captured her lips. He teased her with his tongue, seeking entrance to her mouth. He rocked against her, molding her curvy body to his. She was so warm, so soft, he wanted to lose himself in her. Against her lips he murmured, “I’m usually the one you accuse of believing in fantasy. Are we switching places?”

“Um. Maybe. Crazy isn’t it?” She kissed him back languidly at first, then with more fervor. She curled her arms around his neck and let her fingers play in the hair at the nape of his neck.

While her hands went north, his traveled south. His palms slipped from her waist to her buttocks, cupping them. Then he crushed her to him, yearning to be one with her. “Absolutely insane.”

“We shouldn’t be doing this.” But she didn’t try to draw away, didn’t stop rubbing against him, inciting him.

“Yes we should.” Her nipples budded against him and she quaked. Her flesh was heated and she couldn’t stop kissing him. If those weren’t signs she wanted him, nothing was.

He returned her kisses and let his hands roam her body. Eager to feel her naked flesh against his, he pulled her uniform top out of her skirt. When she didn’t protest, he lifted it over her head and tossed it onto the chair. Her breasts were barely contained in her wispy, lacy red bra, the large milky mounds trying to spill out.

Unable to help himself, he bent his head and buried his face in her cleavage. He shoved one side off her aureole and laved her burgeoning nipple with his tongue. When she moaned and craned back her head to give him better access, he reached around and unsnapped her bra and whisked it away across the room. She writhed against him and he cupped her other breast in his hand.

Breathlessly, she asked, “What did you think of my fantasy?”

“It made me really hot. I say on your next day off we go to Miami to that nude beach and make out.”




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It Had To Be You – Harry Connick Jr.

The Way You Look Tonight – Harry Connick Jr.

All of Me – Harry Connick Jr.

Just The Way You Are – Harry Connick Jr.

Sway – Michael Buble

Haven’t Met You Yet – Michael Buble

The Way You Look Tonight – Michael Buble

Beyond The Sea – Bobby Darin

Dream Lover – Bobby Darin

My Way – Frank Sinatra

Fly Me To The Moon – Frank Sinatra

It Had To Be You – Frank Sinatra


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Ashley Ladd lives in South Florida with her husband, five children, and beloved pets. She loves the water, animals (especially cats), and playing on the computer.

She’s been told she has a wicked sense of humour and often incorporates humour and adventure into her books. She also adores very spicy romance, which she weaves into her stories.












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Slow Burn ~ Autumn Jones lake

Slow Burn (Lost Kings MC Book #1)
Publication Date: October 14, 2014
Approx Word Count: 68,000
Genre: MC Romance


Forced to represent an outlaw biker, a married attorney must come to terms with her feelings for her client while avoiding the danger he brings into her sedate life.

President of the Lost Kings MC, Rochlan “Rock” North, hasn’t managed to find a woman capable of making him want to curb his wild ways—until he meets sweet, innocent, married lawyer Hope Kendall. 

Forced to represent the outlaw biker, Hope is rattled by her immediate attraction to Rock. Hope is a good girl in a good marriage. Rock thrills her, but she’s not going to throw away everything she’s built on a fling with her criminal client. 

Rock respects Hope enough to leave her alone, even as he realizes he’s become a little obsessed with her. When their connection endangers her life, he’ll have to destroy her in order to save her. 

After tragedy strikes, Rock is determined to earn Hope’s forgiveness and convince her that even with their staggering differences, they’re meant to be together

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First Meet
“Attorney Kendall, could you stay and do an arraignment, please?” the judge asked off the record.
Her jaw dropped, and the color drained from her face. “Uh, I’m not a criminal attorney, your honor,” she stammered.
“It’s pretty simple. Mr. North’s attorney got delayed. Don’t make me appoint you,” he teased.
“Well, um, just for the limited purpose of this arraignment?” she asked with a hopeful lilt to her voice.
“That’s fine.”
The judge waved me over next to her. Her big eyes widened in shock as I lumbered over. I was mildly insulted. Had she really not noticed me the entire time I’d been sitting there?
“I can pay you,” I whispered down to her.
She looked startled. “It’s okay. What are we dealing with?”
I liked the way she said “we.”
She gave me a blank stare.
“Marijuana. Got caught with a couple blunts.” Acting on a bad tip from one of the club’s many enemies, the cops had been hoping to pin a whole hell of a lot more on me. This was why, instead of ignoring the weed like most cops did these days, I was standing here in shackles and the orange jumpsuit.
“Oh geez.” She rolled her eyes. At me or the charge, I wasn’t sure.
“Do you have a record?”
“About a mile long.”
That stopped her. She stared up at me, searching my face for the truth. Apparently deciding no one would joke about that, she nodded her head.
“Can you post bail? Do you work? Have a family?”
“Yes, yes, and yes.”
She didn’t ask what kind of work. Or what kind of family for that matter.
“Your honor, I’ve had a chance to confer with my client.”
“Very well. Let’s call it.”
His clerk stood and read out, “The People of the State of New York versus Rochlan North.” Look at that—the old gal even pronounced my first name right.
My girl looked up at me again. My manners were shit. I’d never bothered to introduce myself, I guess.
 The judge slammed his gavel down. First time I’d heard him do it all morning. The sharp thwack broke the staring contest my pretty lawyer and I were engaged in.
“Do you wish to hear the reading of the charges, counselor?”
She hesitated for a minute, and the judge covered the microphone with his hand. “Usually the attorney waives the reading, Miss Kendall.”
“I know, your honor. Thank you. Yes, I’ll waive the reading. May I have a copy of the charges for my file, though?”
“Yes, of course. Do you wish to be heard on bail?”
“Yes, your honor. My client assures me he can pay a reasonable sum. He’s a hard-working family man, so it would be in society’s best interest to allow him to continue to work and provide for his family while he waits to address these false charges.”
I’m proud to say I kept a straight face during all of that. She impressed me with her quick thinking, though. Criminal attorney or not, she was clever. I had a fondness for clever. Clever kept you alive.
Cute and smart. I should get  arrested more often.
“Very well. Bail is set in the amount of five hundred dollars cash. If your client is able to post it now, he can be processed downstairs instead of going back to county.”
She looked up at me and arched an eyebrow. I nodded and motioned my crew forward.
“That’s acceptable. Thank you, your honor.”
“Off the record,” the judge said to the court reporter. He looked back up at my attorney. “See, that wasn’t so hard, Miss Kendall.” The judge’s face lit up in a wolfish smile I didn’t take kindly
to. Already in my head, I’d laid claim to this woman whose first name I didn’t even know.
The sheriff came over and gripped my elbow.
“Can’t you remove the restraints, now?” she asked the sheriff with wide, pleading eyes.
To say her request stunned me would be an understatement. No one had ever given a crap about my discomfort.
The sheriff did not look surprised. He answered her gently. “No counselor, not till he’s posted the bail money. You can meet us downstairs.” He nodded toward the guys standing behind the banister. “His posse can show you the way.”
She hesitated, and I read the expression on her face loud and clear. She didn’t want to follow my crew anywhere. In fact, she looked like she wanted to run away.
“Go ahead, I’ll be fine.” I appreciated that she’d given it a try. Sheriffs wouldn’t break protocol no matter how owl-eyed innocent she acted. It sure turned me on, though.

About the Author

In addition to writing, Autumn runs her own business from home. A big fan of horror movies and spooky books, it wasn’t until recently she realized all the tales she writes need to include a hunky hero and a happily ever after.

When she’s not writing, she spends time listening to music, going to concerts, reading, acting, and collecting nail polish. While those things are fun, Autumn is happiest sitting in front of her computer into the wee hours of the night, weaving stories the characters in her head whisper to her.

She lives in Upstate New York with her husband and their three rescue dogs. She is actively involved with several dog rescue groups and her local RWA chapter.

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The Parchment Scroll ~ C.A. Szarek

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The Parchment Scroll (Highland Secrets #3)

by C.A. Szarek

Published August 2014 by Paper Dragon Publishing

The Parchment Scroll


*can be read as a standalone


Book Three in the time travel, fantasy romance trilogy, Highland Secrets!

Her sister is lost…in the past.

Three weeks after her sister goes missing, Juliette McGowan encounters her on a beach in Scotland. Her sister gives her a scroll full of claims about time travel and disappears—literally.

As a sister, Jules is determined to find her. As a cop, she can’t go to the authorities. The piece of parchment declares magic exists; they’d think she’s nuts.

When a mysterious woman vows she can help her get to the seventeenth century, Jules goes along with it out of desperation.

He’s an infamous barbarian…

Hugh MacDonald is intrigued when he finds a disoriented naked lass on the beach. She holds a scroll that was written by his rival’s wife. Clan MacLeod will pay ransom for her safe return, so he takes her captive.

She challenges his authority—and his desires. What started off as a plan to anger the MacLeods ends with Hugh wanting to keep her for himself.

Can Jules break free of the barbarian, find her sister and return to the future or will she give in to her attraction and desire to remain in the past?




From Chapter Fourteen… 

“I’ll have ye, Juliette. I’ve though’ of nothin’ else since ye left me.”

A shiver racked her frame. He felt it beneath his palms. She swallowed and Hugh restrained himself from kissing her. “Then what?” she whispered.

He leaned down and brushed his lips against hers. When Juliette didn’t scoot away as expected, Hugh tugged her to him and took her mouth properly. He pinned her to his chest and forced her mouth open, but like before, she kissed him back.

Hugh slid his hands down the stiff material covering her back and kept going, cupping and squeezing her perfect bottom with both hands. He lifted her, rocking his pelvis into hers.

She yanked away all too soon, her scowl back in place. “No, Hugh.” Juliette put her hand up. Her face was flushed and she panted, her perfect breasts heaving in that corset. She might be denying him with words, but her body wasn’t.

One look at her kiss-swollen lips made Hugh bite back a groan. He was already hard and aching. He had to have her.

“We’ll speak in my rooms.” He pushed words out, but had to clear his throat. His voice was thick, desire evident even to his own ears.

They’d do more than speak. He just had to convince her.

Like he’d told her before, Hugh wouldn’t take Juliette by force, but her shaking form said he wouldn’t have to.

He grabbed her waist and hauled her close again, then swung her up over his shoulder without another word.

She yelped, hollered, and struggled, but she didn’t try to kick or punch him like she had before.

Hugh hurried his step. He’d not want to gain his aunt’s attention. As it was, he was lucky she hadn’t stormed the bailey when the MacLeods had been at the gate.

Obviously word hadn’t traveled its usual speed at Armadale. He had no doubt Mab would pound his doors down when she heard Juliette was here, but Hugh would deal with it then.

Now is for Juliette.

“Put me down!”

He didn’t follow her order until they were shut inside his quarters.

“You can’t just pick me up and carry me off every time we disagree!” Juliette’s exasperation leaked into more than her voice. She threw her arms wide and paced.

“Why no’?”

“Really?” She froze with that one word, a fair eyebrow arched.

His Juliette was gorgeous, and he enjoyed her temper. He closed the distance between them and reached for her.

“No. Not again. Don’t you dare put your hands on me.” His little lass’s glare could have slain him on the spot.

Hugh flashed a lazy grin and twirled one of her honey-colored locks around his finger. “Ye certainly liked my hands on ye a ’fore. Just now. In mine own great hall.”

Juliette scowled. She put both hands to his chest and shoved.

He planted his booted feet and didn’t move an inch.

Their gazes collided. Her mouth parted and Hugh’s cock twitched. His trek up the stairs with his lass over his shoulder had done nothing to alleviate the heavy ache in his groin. He swallowed a groan and yanked her to him.

Hugh dipped his head down, claiming her mouth and muffling her yelp.

Instead of fighting him, Juliette slipped her arms around his neck. She opened for him, whimpering as she kissed him back.

This is different from the kiss in the great hall.

It was more. She was fully with him this time.

Triumph shot down his spine. He lifted her into his arms and kissed her harder, squeezing her rear end as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He damned her trews to hell and back. Had she been wearing skirts, he’d already have his hands on her bare flesh.

She fired him in ways no other woman ever had. His cock was hard and pulsing, demanding freedom so he could slip inside her sweet body.

Hugh had missed her over the last three days. Thought of nothing but his foundling, his Juliette. And doing this. “Jesu, lass,” he breathed into her mouth.

Juliette moaned and tilted her head back. He answered her silent request and set a line of kisses on her neck, nipped her earlobe and she wiggled against him.

“Hugh,” she breathed.

Her body was wrapped around his, her softness hitting his hardness in all the right places. But they had too many clothes on.

“I willna take ye by force, lass. But by God, I burn fer ye.”

She whimpered.

He kissed her again, because he couldn’t not plunder her sweetness. Their tongues dueled. Juliette was kissing him back just as fiercely as he pressed his lips to hers. Hugh slanted his mouth over hers again and again.

His limbs shook, but he held onto her as tightly as she was holding on to him.

Hugh needed more.

So much more.







C.A. Szarek


Bestselling, award winning author of romantic suspense and epic fantasy romance, C.A. loves to dabble in different genres. If it’s a good story, she’ll write it, no matter where it seems to fit!

She’s a hopeless romantic and always will be. Risking it all for Happily Ever After is what she lives by!

C.A. is originally from Ohio, but got to Texas as soon as she could. She’s happily married and has a bachelor’s degree in Criminal Justice.

She works with kids when she’s not writing.





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