I'd like to welcome a very good friend of mine, Melissa Limoges.
With the right amount of arm twisting, I was able to preview a copy of
Let me just say: You're in for a treat!
Winter Solstice Run
#3 (Black Hills Wolves #33)
Patience is a
virtue…a lesson Stephen Dorsett has learned over the years, wooing his mate. He
loves the prickly woman with all his heart, but he’s keeping a secret from
her—one that will soon change the entire dynamic of their relationship.
Kate Matthews has a
secret of her own, but she’s reluctant to share her surprise with Stephen. With
her mate spending too many long hours and late nights at work recently, Kate
begins to second-guess Stephen’s commitment to her.
misunderstanding, fueled by insecurities and doubts, is all it takes to throw
Kate and Stephen off course. Will they allow their secrets to pull them apart,
or make their love stronger?
Kate Matthews gaped at the small,
plastic stick she clutched with a death grip. The frantic drum of her heart
beat against her ribcage while her stomach churned in discord. A swift influx
of panic, elation, disbelief, and fear bombarded her all at once, dragging the
air from her lungs in a noisy whoosh.
Reeling from the revelation, she
stumbled backward to drop onto the toilet lid before her weak knees buckled.
Unfortunately, she miscalculated the distance and fell in between the sink and
toilet with a surprised squeal, landing in a squished heap and banging her head
on the wall in the process. Temporarily rendered stupid, she simply sat there,
wedged in the tiny space, gawking at the little strip of plastic glaring the
truth at her.
“You all right in there?” her mate,
Stephen, called from the other side of the door. No doubt he’d scented her
Alarm whipped through her
bloodstream, and the pregnancy test flew from Kate’s trembling hand to clatter
on the floor in front of her. When he twisted the doorknob, she bolted from the
floor and snatched the small stick from the bathroom tiles.
“I’m fine,” she exclaimed. “There
was a spider.”
He twisted the knob again, and she
sent up a quick prayer of thanks she’d had the foresight to turn the latch.
“Why’d you lock the door?” A mix of
irritation and concern tinged his deep voice.
Frantic, she stashed the plastic
strip in a box of tampons in the cabinet under the sink, certain he’d never
look there, and then darted for the entrance. Once she fumbled with the lock,
she tugged the door open and came face to chest with Stephen.
“I must’ve locked it by accident
when I came in.” The excuse sounded weak to her own ears. Surely, he would
think the same. They never locked the bathroom door, if she could get him to
close the damn thing at all.
A frown creased his golden features.
He watched her through narrowed blue eyes—attempting to decipher the obvious
lie and cow her with his probing stare at the same time.
Drop it. Drop it. Please, for the love of God, drop it.
About the Author
Melissa Limoges lives
along the Gulf Coast with her OCD cat, Mr. Tibbs. Tax assessor by day, romance
writer by night, she enjoys anything coffee related, traveling, and reading
Please visit us at our new Author Central where
we’ll be sharing even more from our authors besides Saturday’s snippets. We’d
love to have each one of you there as we’re starting mid-November and hope to
bring you lots of fun and even some prizes on the way.
This week’s theme is Their Sexy Gaze. Have you ever seen a couple
who look so adoringly at each other? Makes you wonder just what they are
thinking? Are they thinking about the last time they made love or the
conversation they just had?
The point is that lovers have eyes only for each other. Sometimes
the gaze is loving, and sometimes not, but you always know they are a couple
destined to be together.
Sexy has nothing to do with looks or status or even wealth. It
doesn’t demand perfection and it isn’t pretentious but it does make us want to
read those books.
We know that everyone has their own idea of sexy and we all love
seven paragraphs from MONICA BEGGS.
Monica has just been accosted by three members of the Colombian Cartel. They’re
leading her out of a building with pedestrians all around.)
On her left, the excited fan with
a football player’s build she’d encountered earlier slouched against the wall
with his head down and a smart phone in his hand. Only he wasn’t looking at the
black screen. He was staring directly at her.
Moni licked her lips and chanced
a glimpse at the smelly man beside her. Roberto had stationed himself squinting
into the sun, brows furrowed, waiting for his master like an obedient dog.
Dizziness threatened to shake the
legs right out from under her. Now or
never. Without moving her head, Monica slanted her eyes toward the
ebony-haired giant, infusing all her fear into a single glance, begging him for
Stranger-danger never looked so
good. The man shook back his sun-streaked raven hair, winked, and sent her a
tiny smile. Then, as though he hadn’t a care in the world, strolled up to them,
his eyes completely focused on her.
Oh shit! Did he
think she was coming on to him? On a normal day he’d be cute, but not her type.
The blond surfer with his lithe build was more her style. Monica hoped to God
the linebacker didn’t mistake her for a hooker with a pimp.
Beggars can’t be choosers. At
this point, she’d take whatever she could get.
His rapt attention never left her face, he completely ignored the
man standing next to her. It didn’t matter if the stranger stood over six feet
tall. He’d be stabbed and his innocent bystander blood would be on her
I hope you enjoyed my selection for this week! If you’d like to
read more, you can find MONICA BEGGSat
regular kinda gal. When she rents a cottage from Cain, she doesn’t know the
sexual fantasies of women have made Cain a wealthy man. Once friendship plunges
into desire, he won't allow her disease to stop him from teaching her passion
and love are more than skin deep, and it will heal them both.
Cain drew her into his arms, and she straddled his hips. His mouth circled her breast, and he sucked on her gently, his finger tracing her wetness. “You’re all mine, sweetheart, and I couldn’t be happier.” There could only be one reason for her discomfort. He rolled her onto her back. “Will you give me your innocence?”
Mika’s chest rose and fell with sharp shallow breaths. “You really want me?”
She sounded so surprised it made him chuckle. He had a thousand yes’s lined up, but it’d take too long to say them all. “Not just want—possess.”
Her finger traced his jaw. “You should be grossed out.”
The pout of her lips drove him to lean forward and follow the pillowy outline with his tongue. He kissed her, nibbling on her softness. “They’re just scars, they’re part of you, but I want all of you.” Gently coaxing her, he guided her hand to his waistband. Being a professional in the trade didn’t mean he could subdue nature. She slid his pants past his hips, and his shaft sprung against his stomach. Both of them naked, his breath became heavier with need. Where was his control? “Agapi mou.”
“Did you just moo at me?” Her brows rose.
He rubbed his cheek against her stomach, soft and warm. Molding his hands to her thighs he parted them, and brought his mouth to her mound. “No, it’s Greek.” He’d let her search out the meaning. Sliding his tongue slowly across her moist skin, he moaned. His erection strained to feel her heat, be buried inside of her. With rhythmic strokes, her passion grew.
“Oh my God,” she cried out, her hips rising from the bed with his ministrations.
The alphabet was an old technique he’d used for years, and she loved the ‘I’, when his tongue punctuated her channel. With ‘T’ her body melted, the cross made with the pad of his thumb and a stroke of his tongue. ‘O’ made her stomach tremble when his mouth covered her fold, and he sucked with quick little pulses until her fingers twisted the bed sheets into a ball.
He crawled up her body. Against the Egyptian sheets, her rich, dark curls surrounded her head. Grinning down at her, he kissed her nose and then her mouth. “You don’t have to be experienced, Mika.” She dripped with need, and he slid his shaft against her fold, gently rolling his hips. “You are all I need and we’re going to savor every second.”
“You come well equipped for your profession,” she breathed, her eyes glinting with flickers of mirth between little gasps of desire.
A hearty laugh burst from his mouth. Tipping his forehead to hers, he loved that they laughed in each other’s arm. “It’s yours my fair lady. No one else’s.” Rotating his hips, her moisture covered his throbbing head. For the first time, he would pleasure a woman he truly loved. Every moment they shared, they’d become closer, friends first, now lovers. The way it was supposed to be.
The embers died a little in her gaze. “You’d tell me the truth, right?”
He nodded. “I will.”
Her one eye narrowed. “Is this pro bono work or should I say, pro boner?”
His shoulders shook with laughter. The desire didn’t die, it got stronger knowing her first lover would be him. His thumb turned circles around her bundle of nerves, barely touching her, creating a fire of need inside her. “Making love isn’t a sprint, it’s a dance,” he said, teasing her with his tongue. Her beautiful body quivered below him, and he kissed her deeply. “And I’ve been waiting all my life to dance with you.”
“Have you taken someone’s virginity before or were they all amazing lovers?”
He grinned with understanding. She was throwing up diversions left and right. He wished he could tell her he hadn’t, but there wasn’t much he hadn’t done in bed. He brushed her nose, giving her the time she obviously needed. “I was hired a couple times to do that.” She smiled meekly at him. “There’s a difference, Mika.” Touching her tenderly, signaling to her subconscious she was safe in his hands. “I want to swallow the gasp of pain when I enter you. Every thrust will send us higher, bring us closer. I’m going to treasure the moment you come with me.” The fear receded in her eyes, replaced with a lick of desire. He gently slipped his finger inside her and felt the resistance. “I want to see the wildness in you, Mika.” Speaking to her in calming tones, he applied more pressure, strumming her, gently stretching her. He positioned himself between her tapered legs, and kissed a trail down the middle of her body, ending at her mound, sucking the sensitive tip gently. Teasing her, he swept his tongue against delicate nerves and her thighs relaxed.
“I want,” she whispered shyly.
“I know what you want,” he whispered back, the head of his shaft teasing her opening, his heart yearning to make her his.
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Man by day, Centaur by night, Rhycious is a remedy maker who needs his
He's the royal physician, famous for his cures. War and
posttraumatic stress disorder has broken his spirit, preventing him from
finding true happiness. Then a direct order from the queen to investigate an
uprising forces him out of his secluded cabin at the edge of the forest.
Patience is an optimistic, good-natured Wood Nymph who works as a
mediator to ensure harmony within the Nymph sector.
Environmental pollution in the aquifer stream that feeds the
taproot tree of her heart is slowly killing her. Resigned to the fact she will
not live long, she sets out to discover the mysterious disappearance of her
sister. Experience has taught her to deny herself the love of a male, but the
gruff Centaur is different. He doesn't push his expectations on her, only his
When Rhycious loses his grip on reality, he believes his
inability to control his disorder will drive Patience away. Nevertheless,
desire flares, and Patience draws him close. Kidnapping and betrayal turn their
mythic joint venture into a deadly bout.
Will their love
endure when survival hinges on trusting each other?
Readers, don’t forget to visit us at our new Author
Central where we’ll be sharing even more from our authors besides
Saturday’s snippets. We’d love to have each and everyone of you there.
This week’s themeis everything from fun and quirky to dark and
serious. We as authors all know that there is just something about writing
these sexy books. We can’t put our finger on it, sometimes we can’t even define
it, but we know we wouldn’t do anything else. We write our sexy characters
because we love to do so. We love our characters, we love that sexy can be what
we define and we love to bring that idea of sexy to our readers. We love sexy
and it shows. Still, these books have hot characters and an even hotter love
story and we love to share our sexy snippets with you.
Sexy can be anything, such as romantic moments like walks on the
beach, a home cooked meal or even in another galaxy. It could be two lovers
here on Earth dreaming about the day where they go on a magical vacation to
another planet. Or staying right here at one of those wonderful places we can
find in our own world.
We know that everyone has their own idea of sexy and we all love
Now - for my SEXY contribution, I give you: MONICA BEGGS.
Beggs is more than the hottest porn star out on DVD--she's Finn Daniel's next
Lights. Camera. Lube?
porn star Monica Beggs wrapped
up another grueling on-location movie shoot when the Colombian cartel
attempted to kidnap her. Their guns are as real as the price on her pretty
Special Ops and present day surfer, Finn Daniels recognizes a lady in distress when he sees one—especially
if it’s his adult film crush being hustled out the door. He’s no longer in
the business of busting up the underworld, but that doesn’t deflect his moral
fast-paced adventure-- over land, sea, and air-- playing it hot and heavy
will only lead them straight into action!
Welcome to Friday Flames! Book bundle sets are all the rage and often a great value for your dollar. Add contemporary western romance-- and you've got yourself a Yee-Haw good time!
Romance by Melissa Keir
Will a One Night Stand prove to be their
disaster or their salvation?
a divorcee and elementary teacher, wants to feel sexy again after her ex tosses
her aside for a younger woman. Her best friend encourages her to sign up for
The Playhouse--a renowned dating agency. Forced to stay away from his young
son, Mac Thomas lost the ability to trust. After the death of his wife, he
returned to care for his son but his sister wants more for him. She sets him up
with The Playhouse.
ignites but Mac’s a parent of one of Lauren’s students. A teacher and a parent
dating could cost Lauren her job and her chance at happiness. Will Mac be able
to convince the school and Lauren, that love is the most important thing?
They entered the posh elevator. The walls were a
gold which reflected their images back at them.
“What a pretty elevator. Look, we’re all alone.”
Lauren’s eyes sparkled. Mac watched as she licked her lips thenbit on her full
bottom one. His heart beat faster.
Mac looked at the reflection of his body standing
behind hers. His cock ached. It had been hard since she walked into the bar. He
imagined her taste. Would she taste like raspberries or spicy like the bourbon
she reminded him of?
Mac leaned around her to push the button for their
floor. Bending closer to her shoulder, he inhaled her scent. It was a mix of
flowers from her hair and the musk from her desire.
Taking a deep breath, Mac pulled back before
looking into her eyes. “I’ve been wanting to kiss you since I saw you.” He
pushed the button to halt the elevator.
“What’s going on?” Lauren stared at him.
“I can’t wait for the room.” Mac pulled her into
his embrace then nibbled on her neck. He trailed his lips along her jaw toward
her mouth before kissing her deeply. Oh God. She tasted like sweet white
chocolate. Her moan vibrated into his mouth. He ran his hands through her hair.
It was as silky as it appeared.He pulled her closer so their bodies
were touching from lips to toes. She had no other choice but to feel how much
he wanted her. Mac ran his hands down Lauren’s body to grip her butt. Pushing
his tongue deeper into her mouth, he felt her heart beating against his chest.
Leaning toward her ear, Mac whispered, “I can’t wait to taste you. Open to me.”
Mac slowly pulled aside the neckline of Lauren’s
dress exposing her breasts. He bent his head down then took her nipple between
his teeth and gently tugged. A gasp escaped Lauren’s lips. His cock strained
against the zipper of his pants. I didn’t think I could get any harder. I
love hearing her passion. He sucked, drawing the nipple into his mouth,
eliciting a moan from her lips.
“Your mouth tastes like sweet chocolate yet your
skin tastes like peaches. I can’t get enough. You’re a feast for my senses.”
Desire made his voice deepen.
Mac pushed Lauren back against the wall then
kneeled on the floor. He lifted the hem of her dress. Damn, her panties are
in my way. Mac yanked on the fabric and was rewarded with a satisfying rip.
Lauren gasped again. Her responses were music to his ears.
“Look at me, Lauren,” he demanded as he lifted her
destroyed underwear to his nose and inhaled. “Mmmm…I wonder if your pussy will
taste like peaches, too.” A glazed look of passion entered her eyes as he
tucked the panties into his shirt pocket. “Oh, Lauren, I can’t wait to savor
Her deep uneven breathing echoed around them. She
arched her body closer to his mouth. Mac ran his tongue over her swollen lips,
lapping at her juices. “Yes, sweet Georgia peaches. My new favorite
Another moan escaped Lauren, inviting Mac to
pleasure her more. He took her clit between his teeth then gently bit down.
Lauren’s moan turned to a scream. Her orgasm flushed her skin deep pink,
eliciting a matching moan from Mac. Sweat broke out on his forehead from
holding himself back as he straightened her dress. He scooped her up in his
arms when her legs gave out.
“Let’s get to the room. I can’t wait to feel you
wrapped around me.” Pushing the button to start the elevator, Mac wished the
thing moved quicker.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
As a writer,
Melissa likes to keep current on topics of interest in the world of writing.
She’s a member of the Romance Writers of America and EPIC.
Melissa is always interested in improving her writing through classes and
seminars. She also believes in helping other authors and features authors and
their books on her blog.
believe in down time. She’s always keeping busy. Melissa is a wife and mother,
an elementary school teacher, a movie reviewer, owner of a publishing company
as well as an author. Her home blends two families and is a lot like the Brady
Bunch, without Alice—a
large grocery bill, tons of dirty dishes and a mound of laundry. She loves to
write stories that feature “happy endings” and is often found plotting her next
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Advertising for a wife seems like the answer to all of Burke
Dawson's problems. He wants a wife and kids without emotional attachments, but
he has no idea how much havoc one woman can cause.
Annie Douglas has her heart set on her hunky cowboy's love
and she isn't about to stop until she gets it.
Take Me Home, Cowboy by Krista Ames
When tragedy strikes,
will building tension and pride destroy a growing attraction or show them the
Ally Kincaid returns to Rock Creek, Wyoming, to see her
father after a two year absence. Anticipating a quiet family reunion, she finds
herself butting heads with Matt Gentry—her father’s foreman—instead. The man’s
arrogance and sexy drawl push all her buttons, making her wonder what he’s hiding
beneath his cowboy swagger.
When tragedy strikes, will building tension and pride
destroy their growing attraction or show them the way home?
Honeymoon Ranch by Cheryl Gorman
Can two reluctant
partners ride off into their own blissful sunset on Honeymoon Ranch?
When wedding planner, Summer Conroy, discovers she has
inherited half of Silver Creek Ranch, she is stunned to learn the other half is
owned by sexy cowboy, Bryce Jericho. Her idea of turning the ranch into an
exclusive wedding and honeymoon destination is met with a wall of resistance
from Bryce who doesn’t want his ranch ruined with a bunch of wedding nonsense.
He is determined to conceal his vulnerable heart that beats in fear of being
betrayed again. Will this woman with dreams of happily-ever-after in her eyes
transform his fear into love everlasting?
Until You Fall in Love by Lyssa Layne
Can a longtime
friendship suddenly blossom into love?
Single mom Jordan Glastetter doesn't know how she'd survive
without her best friend, Abram Tomko. He's the father her son never knew and
he's the rock she's always leaned on.
When Abram's father suffers a heart attack, it's Abram's
turn to depend on Jordan, finally seeing her as the woman she's become and not
the little girl he grew up with.
Will they risk their friendship for a chance at love?