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For the first time EVER, get Her Husband’s Brother at Amazon for ONLY 99¢ or FREE in KU!

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Lexie Hayes knows her marriage is over. After working endlessly to fix things, she’s decided to move on and find happiness elsewhere. The last thing she needs is to run into her sexy-as-hell brother-in-law at a nightclub on her birthday. He’s cocky, arrogant, and so damn kissable she can barely hold on to her sanity.

Jonathon Hayes has always wanted his sister-in-law. She’s gorgeous, feisty, and unbeknownst to her, married to the largest drug supplier in the Houston and San Antonio areas. When fate puts them side by side, lust and tensions run high. He wants her and he knows she wants him.

Can he keep his feelings on a shelf long enough to keep her safe while he dethrones his drug lord brother, or will temptation overwhelm good sense and put them both on a path to destruction?

Excerpt:

Walking straight toward her like a man possessed, he grabbed her hips and lifted her enough to walk her backward, pinning her to the wall. Her eyes opened wide as she leaned her head back, flattening her palms on either side of her. If she gave him the okay, he’d have her in bed for sure. Keeping his eyes locked on hers, he placed his palm on her chest right beneath her collarbone. His hand lifted and lowered with her quick, shallow breaths; he slowly inched it up until he cradled her chin and neck. Her skin was soft and silken, like he’d known it would be. His erection swelled almost painfully against his jeans, and as he nestled it against her tummy, he could feel the heat from her sex. Slowly, he licked his lips and lowered his mouth until it hovered above hers. “Want to play a game?”

“Wh-what?” she asked breathlessly.

Her stare bored into his as he bunched up the bottom of her skirt until he could see a sexy-as-hell pair of red lace panties. He wanted, no, he needed to see what was beneath those panties.

“What are you doing?” she asked, making no move to stop him.

“What I’m doing is getting us ready for our game, baby. This game is called Wet and Get. I’m going to stick my hand in those cock-tease panties of yours, and if I find that you’re not wet, I’ll walk out of this house right now.” He pointed his thumb toward the front door.

She opened her mouth to say something, but he quickly leaned down and bit her bottom lip, hard. As her eyes widened, he released her lip and soothed the spot with his tongue. “But if I find that your sweet little pussy is nice and wet for me, and judging how you’re rubbing your thighs together I’m pretty positive it is, then I finally get it.” He squeezed her mound to emphasize his point. “And darlin’, you have no idea how much I want you.”

“We… We can’t,” she whispered pitifully, as if the words hurt her.

“Why the hell not?” He let out a frustrated sigh. It took every bit of restraint he had to keep himself from slowly rubbing his cock against her. “I know you’re hurting, and I know you want me as badly as I want you. Please, darlin’, let me be the one to stop your ache.”

She practically moaned at his words. “I’m married. I’m married to your brother.” She emphasized that point like he’d somehow forgotten his shit luck. As if he could ever forget the one woman who made his heart thunder had promised herself to someone else. Someone not worthy of her.

“If you can tell me, honestly, that you don’t want this”- he pushed against her with his erection – “then I’ll stop right now and leave. But tell the truth and don’t run from it for once. We both know we need each other, for what reason, I have no fucking clue, but it’s the truth.” Rubbing his nose against hers, he lowered his voice to a whisper. “You want to know a secret?” He leaned forward and slowly took her earlobe between his teeth, smiling at her hungry moan before murmuring in her ear, “Dean’s a little twat, and he doesn’t deserve you. If he treated you well, that’d be one thing, but I know he doesn’t because I’ve fucking seen it, and you’re too good to try to get out. You tell me, right now, that you don’t feel what we have, and I’ll walk out that door.”

Her throat moved as she swallowed, her breathing heavy and ragged. After a brief stare-down, she finally spoke. “Of course I want you. I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anyone in my entire life.” She lowered her eyes toward her panties as if silently daring him. Dare taken, baby. He placed his forehead against hers, lightly slid his fingertips underneath the elastic top of her panties, and continued downward.

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For the first time EVER, get Wicked Game on Amazon
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Kara Smith is stressed to the max. She’s close to losing the bar she inherited from her grandfather, she’s exhausted from taking care of her alcoholic father, and to top things off, she’s losing precious clientele to a new nightclub in Houston. She’s so desperate, she’s actually considering the insane proposition her best friend, Trevor Black, has made. Marry him, and he’ll make sure she keeps her bar.

William Richardson is the son of Carl Jones, as in the Carl Jones…the owner of many of the amazing nightclubs in Houston. Carl has come up with his best idea yet, if only he can get Kara to sell her bar. If William can make sure this happens, he’ll be handed over his father’s empire. And hey, William and Kara can’t stand each other, so it should be easy, right?

But after an intensely steamy night where they set aside their feud and bond in the most erotic of ways, will he still be able to convince her to let go of her bar? Will he even want to?

Excerpt:

William didn’t hesitate to take advantage of the invitation. He delved into her mouth, her tongue hot and wet, and he could barely contain a groan as it slid against his. He placed his hand in her hair and tilted her head back, deepening the kiss. his other hand fell just below her belly button, and as his fingers flirted with the top of her shorts, he knew he’d die if he didn’t’ get his mouth on what lay beneath them. “Can I taste you?”

Kara quickly nodded and began to fidget with her button and zipper.

He smiled against her mouth, then licked the seam of her lips before pulling the bottom one between his teeth. He walked her backward until she stood against the bar. He moved her shaking hands and unzipped her shorts, but before he could tug them down, she reached down and stopped him.

“Wait, I forgot something. We can’t do this right now.” Her face was flushed and her breathing ragged, her heaving chest pushing her breasts against her shirt.

“Why the fuck not?” he asked.

“I…” Kara looked around, clearly embarrassed about something. What could be so terrible they’d have to stop was beyond him. “I didn’t shave.”

William couldn’t help but chuckle; like a little hair would stop him from feasting on that gorgeous pussy. Her gorgeous pussy. He leaned in and kissed her again, swallowing her moan as he reached inside her shorts and panties and plunged his fingers deep inside her wet heat. “It feels perfect to me, baby. Do you usually shave it all?” Kara nodded as she rocked herself forward and backward against his hand. “Well…don’t. I like a little texture on my tongue.”

Kara clearly liked what she heard because she curled her fingers into his hair and kissed him, hard. Her lips smashed against his as she sucked his tongue into her mouth, twirling her own tongue around his.

He pulled away from her and ripped her shirt over her head, then pulled her bra cups down so her tits spilled out over the top. He leaned in and latched on to one nipple, biting into it with just enough pressure to have her gasping above him. He dropped to his knees and pulled her shorts and panties down her legs, quickly helped her step out of them, and then threw them to the side. He allowed his nose to travel up her leg and thigh, inhaling her decadent scent. Holy fuuuck. Her pussy was perfect. A small thatch of hair covered the top, and her musky arousal made his dick pule almost unbearably. When he couldn’t take another second of torture, he leaned in and took one long, slow, deep lick into her folds.

Kara moaned above him, her fingers curled in his hair, arching her back as she pushed her sex against his mouth. This wouldn’t work. He wanted more. He wanted to see her spread out for him. Above him, where he could watch every time she clenched her pussy in ecstasy.

She cried out when he pulled away from her. He tongued up her stomach, in between her breasts, then around her neck. “Stay there,” he instructed, panting from his own desire. He quickly grabbed one of the stepstools they’d used while painting and brought it next to her. “Turn around, put one foot on the stepstool, then place your other knee on top of the bar.”

Kara’s face was uncertain, but she did as he said, tentatively placing one foot on the stool, then after a quick glance over her shoulder at him, placed her knee on the bar.

“Now, put your hands on the bar and bend forward. And Kara…stick that perfect ass out for me. While I have you in front of me I was to see every single inch of you.”

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He deserves to die in agony

Captain Drake and Colonel Lancaster had become friends long ago during their first year of military school. When they returned for their second year, Drake had changed. Sometimes he was his prior nice self, and sometimes he was a jerk. Still they managed to remain friends during their four years at school. Then they each went their own way. While Lancaster rose to a Colonel, Drake only made it to the level of captain. However, he considers his feat more significant since he flew black op ships for the last five years. But to be level the playing field, he had to kill several co-pilots because they were just as good or better than him.

Never did he expect to meet his old classmate, nevertheless discover Lancaster higher ranked than himself.  There was no way Drake was going to be second in command, so Lancaster’s death was decided even before they left earth. Upon listening to Lancaster carry on about how he had changed for the better, Drake decided he’d torture him before killing him. A fast death was too good for Lancaster.

Arrival: Titan
By Liza O’Connor

Dangers continue even as the crew of soldiers, scientists, and brilliant teens quantum leap to space near Titan.

Captain Drake has his own agenda, and it doesn’t include Colonel Lancaster, or the students being alive for much longer. Fortunately, the scientists and students are a formidable group to go against. The attempted takeover is stopped with only one death.

When Scarlett lands the ship on the north pole near the methane lake, they discover several sentient life forms. They also learn that the moon, Pan, is actually a ship called the Death Star, mining minerals in the outer rings of Saturn. Even more shocking—Jupiter is not a planet, but a disguised ‘eye in the sky’ watching over the mining interests of a superior sentient planet.

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Excerpt:

“You’ve changed. You used to be Mr. G. I. Regs.”

Lancaster ignored the contempt he heard in those words. “Well, my job changed, so I changed with it. Otherwise, I would have destroyed this mission.”

“How so?”

“Whoever chose me, did so because they believed my rigid behaviors would traumatize the children and outrage the adults. Brilliant people do not like to be manhandled, tasered and thrown in isolation chambers.”

Drake chuckled. “Frankly, no one does. Did you do that?”

“At first, upon the recommendations and assessments of my troubles, I did order such treatment. However, the one I was warned would be my biggest concern turned out to be the one who made us all a team. She changed the children, and most of the scientist. She is the soul of our team.”

“Please tell me you aren’t talking about Scarlett!”

“No. Scarlett wouldn’t even exist without her. Victor would have been tossed from the team long before he built Scarlett.”

“I hope he had a better reason for building her than his desire to be loved.”

“He did. The saboteurs were doing serious damage to us. So, the kids built little bots and Victor built Scarlett to control them. It was against the regulations, but Tamara insisted we needed Scarlett and she was right. She usually is.”

“You sound like a love-sick teen,” he stated with annoyance.

“I do love her. But I expect you will too, once you get to know her,” Lancaster replied.

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About the Author

Liza O’Connor lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess. They hike in fabulous woods every day, rain or shine, sleet or snow. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky dive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet through her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing novels.

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