She's his Godsend

Godsend

Hell Yeah! Heritage

by Sable Hunter

a Historical Western Romance

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Blurb Godsend is the first novel in the Hell Yeah! Heritage series. If you ever wondered where those 
McCoy men came from…these historical novels will take you to their beginnings. Deeply sensual stories of romance and adventure, they will capture your imagination and your heart. 
History is definitely worth repeating. 

Thrust from his home, Austin McCoy travels west to build a new life for himself in the wilds of Texas. Civilization has not yet arrived to the wilderness where he settles and his nearest neighbor is more than two days’ journey through Indian territory alive with bear, cougar and wolves. While difficult, carving out an existence amidst these dangers is not what weighs heavily on his heart. With nothing and no one to share his days, Austin is lost. The answer to his prayers comes from a very unexpected source… 

Jolie Dumas has also been torn from the only home she has ever known. The beloved daughter of a plantation owner and his quadroon mistress, she is horrified to be sold into slavery after the death of her parents. Bought and paid for, she is chained and walked from New Orleans to Texas. Before she can be delivered to her master, the slave trader is killed and Jolie escapes. Alone and vulnerable, she seeks a safe place to hide, not knowing the sanctuary she finds may end up being the one place she truly belongs. 

When Austin opens his heart and home to the beautiful woman, he has no idea the future she faces. Knowing what awaits her if anyone finds out the truth, Jolie hides her identity from him. Having been betrayed before by those she trusted, she has no idea that in Austin’s eyes she could not be more perfect. 
She is his Godsend. 

EXCERPT

“Come on, Sandy. Time to lock the door and call it a night.” Austin McCoy urged his dog to join him inside. “We’ve had a hard day. Time to rest.”

The big hound stepped over the threshold, making for the hearth and flopping down in his usual spot.

“We made good headway today. I think we’ve cleared another acre, soon we’ll have enough room for a few more cows.”

Sandy’s only response was to roll over.

“Are you hungry? I’ll hang this pot of stew over the fire to warm it. Tomorrow, I think maybe we’ll put some corn in the coals to roast.”

Austin’s voice rang in the empty space. Taking off his hat, he chunked it on the table. Yes, he was going crazy. The only live creature he had to talk to was his dog and Sandy was a poor conversationalist. He sank down in a ladder back chair with a cowhide bottom and let his gaze rove around the small log cabin he’d built with his own two hands. “Home, sweet home.” The simple dogtrot structure was made from pine logs he’d cut and stripped of their bark. After he’d peeled them smooth, he’d notched the logs on the corners, then set them together, filling the cracks with a mixture of red clay and pine straw. This humble abode was nowhere near as fancy as the home he’d left in Tennessee, but Austin was no longer welcome in his family home. After his mother died, his father had remarried. When his young wife’s wandering eye had fallen on Austin, his father quickly decided it was time for his only son to venture west and make his own fortune. Stephen McCoy had given Austin his inheritance early, wishing him well and sending him on his way.

The lure of adventure was strong and the prospect of his own land in the rich territory of Texas had been some consolation for walking off and leaving everything he’d ever known and held familiar. Now, six months since he’d broken ground six miles south of the spot the Indians called Red Mound, he was fast beginning to regret the decision. Hard work and the dangers he encountered daily were not the cause of Austin’s deep depression. No, it was the isolation. The loneliness. The complete and utter void that seemed to surround him, made Austin want to throw his fists in the air and rail at the heavens. What he wouldn’t give for someone to talk to, someone to hold at night–someone to love.

Austin longed for a wife.

How many nights had he lain alone in his bed and ached for release? He’d not been with many women, but since becoming a man he’d not gone so long without feeling the sweet relief that only a woman could give. And what scared him more than anything, was that there was no end in sight to this exile. Months and years of loneliness stretched before him. How would he endure it? Where would he find a wife in this wilderness? He’d made the long journey to Nacogdoches, only to find women as scarce a commodity as silk. And if there was one, he was no prize. His mind returned to his home in Tennessee, the women he’d courted, the plans he’d made. All of that was gone. What did he have to offer a lady?

Only love, only to be cherished.

Running a frustrated hand through his long hair, he stood up in disgust. “No use wishing for something I can’t have, is there boy?”

Feeling rested enough to feed his hunger pains, Austin hung the cast-iron pot on the hook over the flames. While he was there, he stoked the fire and added another log. Sandy raised up and cocked his ear. “Did you hear something outside?” Austin grew still to listen also. He heard howling in the distance, but nothing out of the ordinary. “Just that big old timber wolf and his pack, nothing unusual.” Sandy lifted his nose to take a whiff, giving Austin a long look from his limpid brown eyes.

“You want to check it out?”

Just voicing the question gave them both a jolt of energy. The dog and man both rose to head for the door. Austin picked up his rifle, just to be on the safe side. “Let’s go see what we can find.”

…In the small lean-to, full of tools, Jolie nestled down in the straw. She was scared and hungry, but at least she had shelter of a sort, enough to give her a chance at a few hours of sleep. The scratches on her body made her feel raw and achy. As she closed her eyes, the sorrow in her heart knew no bounds. With no food, no money, and nowhere to go, Jolie didn’t think she would make it. She’d tried to find some berries to eat, to no avail. The only sustenance to be found was the raw turnip she held in her hands, which she would attempt to eat as soon as she rested enough to have the energy. As she laid her head against the rough wood, Jolie tried to reason with herself about all that happened. What had she done to deserve this? Was she less than her Aunt Lisette or Grandmother Dora? Was she not a human being like they were?

Jolie hugged herself and tried to reason the mystery of slavery. All that her Grandmere and mother had told her, the whispers that she’d heard from Eula and her papa, all the things that she’d seen while at Oak Hill came back to her. The tiny cabins the workers had lived in, how they lined up for water and food to be doled out to them, the men who guarded them on horseback with dogs at their sides–all of the things that she’d chosen to ignore and not see. If she didn’t acknowledge the injustice, it wasn’t real. Closing her weary eyes, she knew there would be no more avoiding the travesty. The nightmare had become her reality.

…Sandy took off ahead, his nose to the ground. Austin followed closely, his rifle loaded and ready. Not too many days ago, he’d seen a panther. He had no wish to kill the big black cat, but it could take down one of his oxen, not to mention a full grown man. Austin cocked his ear toward the area where the three head of cattle were penned. There was no unrest, so he didn’t think there was a predator about. When they came even with the shed, Sandy veered over to nose around. The closer he came, the faster he walked, tail in the air. “What is it, boy?” Austin asked. “Something there?” He figured it was an armadillo or a possum, hopefully not a skunk. The last run-in the mutt had with a skunk, Austin had dipped him in the creek four times, scrubbing him with lye soap until they both could tolerate the stench.

With only the light of the moon to guide him, Austin drew closer to the shed where Sandy was now nosing his way past the door that had somehow been left ajar. Hearing the dog’s whimper, his curiosity rose to a high level. His animal wasn’t reacting the way he would expect if there was prey or some type of threat. No, Austin was confused to see Sandy’s tail begin to wag. “What have you found?”

Coming close, he pulled the door open a bit wider so the moon’s rays could filter into the near darkness. “What?” he whispered. At first he thought the intruder was a man. The hat pulled down over the face and the jacket obscured his view, but the long hair and bare legs sticking out from what appeared to be a dress of some kind convinced him otherwise. He blinked once or twice. Were his eyes deceiving him? Perhaps this was some kind of cruel joke that his mind was playing on him. This was a woman. Going to his knees, he knelt by the small trespasser. “Ma’am? Are you all right?” He shook her shoulder gently.

The touch jerked Jolie awake. All she could think was that Coffi or the bear had her. A scream erupted from her lips before her eyes focused on the face in front of her.

The sudden noise caused Sandy to bark. Austin sat back on his hills, giving the girl a little space. “It’s okay, I’m not going to hurt you.”

Before, Jolie would never have thought to fight for herself, but after what she’d been through, having been sold into slavery, defending herself had become second nature. But without a weapon or light enough to see her surroundings, all she could think about was running. Jumping to her feet, she tried to figure out a way to get past the big man who blocked her way. “Please, just let me go. I’ll leave. I promise.”

Leave? He took in her tattered clothing and bare feet. She was so small. “You don’t have to leave. Come into the cabin where it’s safe. Aren’t you hungry?”

The turnip she’d taken from his garden still lay at her feet. “Yes.” Could she risk it? There was the possibility this man could hurt her, but what choice did she have? “If you’ll let me rest for a little while, I’ll be on my way soon.”

Austin didn’t know what to think. “Are you alone? Where did you come from? Those questions and more were racing through his mind. He rose and offered her his hand. “The ground’s rough. Do you want me to carry you?”

Jolie would’ve laughed if she’d felt more confident. “No. I’ll be fine. I’ve walked a long way already.”

He couldn’t fathom what she was saying. Knowing what lay beyond his small clearing, Austin was flabbergasted to find this tiny female seeming to be at the mercy of the world. “Please, come in and let me check your feet and get you something to eat. Sandy and I were just about to have supper. Somehow, he knew you were out here.”

“He did?” Jolie laid her hand on the big dog’s head. “He’s soft.” The memory of the vicious dogs used on the plantation to keep the slaves in line caused her to jerk her hand back. “He won’t bite me?”

“No, he won’t bite.” Austin was anxious to get his guest inside. “We’re glad to have some company, aren’t we, Sandy?”

His dog answered with a bark, which made Jolie smile. “Okay, for a little while.”

As Austin led his guest back to the cabin, he tried to make her feel more comfortable. “My name is Austin McCoy. What’s yours?”

“Jolie.” She answered automatically, then immediately regretted it. Would her buyer look for her? Did he know her name? She really had no way of knowing one way or the other.

“Jolie.” Austin said it, savoring the way her name sounded on his lips. “That’s a beautiful name. Where are your folks? Were you attacked by Indians?” The thought of her just barely escaping with her life made his blood run cold.

“We were attacked. My parents are dead.” Both of those things were true, albeit unrelated.

“I’m so sorry.”

When he opened the door to the cabin, the smell of food caused her to sway. She hadn’t realized how weak she’d become.

Austin shot out a hand to stabilize her. “How long since you’ve eaten.”

“A couple of days.” She tried to remember. Coffi hadn’t really cared whether the women had eaten or not.

As soon as he got Jolie inside, Austin began to do everything he could do to make her welcome. “Here, sit here.” He gave her the more comfortable chair, a rocker that sat next to the fireplace. “And water, let me get you some water.” Moving to the bucket of well-water he kept on the small cabinet in what passed for his kitchen, Austin ladled a cup full and carried it to her.

Taking the water, she gratefully took a drink. “Thank you.” It tasted so good, she greedily drank it all.

“I’ll get you more.” He hastily refilled the cup, then found a bowl to dip up some of the stew. “This is rabbit, but I’ve added some potatoes and onions I raised in the garden. I think it’s edible.”

“You’re very kind.” Jolie sat the cup on the floor and raised her hands to grasp the clay dish with the tin spoon.

“My pleasure,” Austin said and he meant it. Even by the light of the kerosene lamp, he couldn’t make out her features. The hat cast a shadow over her face, but from what he could see of her neck and arms they were covered with mud and numerous scratches. “I think I’ve got an herb salve that might make those sore places on your face and arms feel better.”

Jolie heard him, she just couldn’t stop eating long enough to answer.

Raised a lady, she managed not to shovel the food between her lips–just barely.

It did Austin’s heart good to watch her eat, but he couldn’t stop worrying about what would happen to her if she left again. “Where will you go? Do you have relatives?”

Swallowing the last delicious bite, she licked her lips, then hung her head. “I’m not sure what I’m going to do.” Just the thought of trying to find a place to live, some way of making a living, was more than she could comprehend.

Austin wanted to offer help. He wanted to do something. Noticing again her tattered clothing, he spoke quickly. “Do you have any other clothes?” He hadn’t seen any type of satchel, but she might have left it at the lean-to.

Jolie glanced down at the rag she wore. “No, I must look a mess.” What could she say? “I ran to get away.”

He nodded. “I’m sure you were terrified. Would you like to wash up and change? I could pour up some water for you.”

Cleaning herself sounded like heaven. “Please, yes. But I have nothing else to wear.”

“I’m sure I can find something.” He rose to find her anything of his that would come close to fitting. “A shirt, I’ll find a shirt for you. As small as you are, the length will be almost like a gown.”

As Jolie sat there by the fire, her belly full, with a dog at her feet, she was transfixed by the big man with the long honey blond hair moving around the room, doing his best to make her comfortable. As she waited, she trembled. Residual shock from all she’d endured still echoed throughout her body.

“Jolie, you can come and clean up.” He snapped his finger. “Sandy, get up. We shall wait outside. When you finish, we’ll return.”

He gave her a kind smile, then left her alone. As soon as he was gone, she glanced around. After Oak Hill and even the bungalow, his home was simple and barren. But for the first time in weeks, she felt safe. Taking the rag he’d given her to use, she dipped it in the lukewarm water and began to clean the mud and blood from her body.

Outside, Austin leaned against the side of his cabin, flummoxed by all that had happened. How different this evening had turned out to be than the one he’d envisioned. For a little while, he was no longer alone. When a smile played upon his lips, his selfish feelings shamed Austin. How could he take pleasure when this woman had suffered so much loss?

Standing in the darkness, he kept an eye on Sandy who explored a few feet away. “Don’t go far, boy.” Austin was aware of the dangers that lurked in the darkness. The knowledge that Jolie had been exposed to those same dangers and soon would be again caused a shudder to rip through him. How could he let her return to the wilderness? The very idea was intolerable. He’d have to accompany her to a settlement, see that she was safely delivered to…his mind clamored for answer. Perhaps the Spanish mission in Nacogdoches could offer her sanctuary until she could find someone or…

“Mr. McCoy, Austin? You can come back in now.”

Her soft voice broke into his thoughts. “Very well.”

“Sandy.” He called his companion and they reentered the cabin. Aware she had changed into his clothing, he cautiously let his gaze move up her body, starting at her small feet, which were now clean from the mud that had been caked on them. By the time his eyes climbed to her face, Austin was speechless. He’d never seen a more beautiful woman. Her skin was the color of gardenias, and her eyes were a purplish blue that reminded him of a delphinium flower that had grown in his mother’s garden. The hat was gone and now he could see she had dark hair which fell to the middle of her back in long, loose curls…and her lips, her lips were the color of a pomegranate. Her beauty almost brought him to his knees.

The Key to Micah's Heart

The Key To Micah's Heart

Hell Yeah! 

by Sable Hunter & Ryan O'Leary

Blurb

Micah Wolfe is one cocky, sexy, son-of-a-gun. He wears many hats–former intelligence officer, Equalizer, rancher, and a secret career that’s about to become public knowledge–erotic writer Don Juan. To most he seems like an open book: flirtatious, audacious, and devil-may-care. But there’s a side of Micah that he keeps locked away. He’s been hurt, suffered loss, closed away parts of his heart so no one will have the power to hurt him again. But the winds of change are blowing… 

Madison Fellows is at the end of her rope. For every step forward she gains, life knocks her back two. She can’t even stay in her own apartment because she doesn’t feel safe from her flighty mother’s abusive husband. But sometimes the storms in life push us to the perfect place at the perfect time–Cinderella meets the man of her dreams when she least expects him. Madison runs to a homeless shelter where Micah is volunteering. Seeing her struggle to protect what little she has, he loans her a simple item that will become an unlikely symbol of their love. A lock. An ordinary lock. 

Micah has no shortage of beautiful women; he attracts them like flowers draw bees. But there’s something different about Madison–she’s real, she’s sweet and he fast becomes addicted to her taste. Join them on their journey of love fraught with adventure, intrigue and steamy to-die-for sex. The quintessential bachelor meets the woman he can’t forget–the woman who’ll hold The Key To Micah’s Heart.

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**EXCERPT***

Paris Rendezvous…

Madison couldn’t sleep. She slipped from the bed and went to sit on the window seat. Seeing the sunrise over the Seine was a miracle she didn’t want to miss.

“Fellows.”

Madison jerked her head to the bed, expecting to meet Micah’s eyes. Odd. They were closed. She shrugged, maybe she’d imagined the barely audible mumble. She didn’t look away, however, he was worth checking out–asleep or awake.

“Madison.”

Her breath hitched, this she had not imagined. He’d just full-on moaned her name and if she wasn’t mistaken, he legs were moving under the sheet–as if writhing…in need.

“Oh fuck, Madison, yeah.”

Madison rose slowly, mesmerized by how his hips were bucking. The sheet had fallen away and his cock was visible. It wasn’t flaccid, but it wasn’t hard yet. But God above, it was beautiful. She came closer. The man was a work of art. Everything about him was perfectly proportioned and his cock was no exception. As she stared at it, it grew. She knelt next to him on the floor, fascinated by how it pulsed with life. Her blood pressure rose as she considered taking advantage of his situation.

Rubbing it.

Sucking it.

Licking.

Tasting.

“Damn, baby,” she whispered. He was fully engaged now, his staff hard and jerking of its own accord. “Fellows, I need.”

His need was merely a reflection of hers. His breathing was as shallow and fast–just like hers. And that beautiful erection beckoned beyond her power to resist. Crawling on the bed as slowly and quietly as possible, knelt next to him. Bending over, she began to plant butterfly kisses up and down his cock. Beneath her lips, the velvet skin tightened even more.

Wet.

Warm.

Oh, Christ!

Micah’s entire body clenched. He stretched his legs, curling his toes, his thighs hard and knotted. “Ahhhh!” Paradise. Clawing the bed, he clutched the sheet in his hand, then realized he was awake.

He wasn’t dreaming.

“Madison,” he moaned. “Damn, baby.” She was killing him. Her mouth felt so good loving him, her tongue soothed and tortured with an incredible drawing sensation as she sucked his cock with absolute concentration. “Fuck!” he cried.

He’d never had a woman go down on him like this before. She lavished him with attention. Worshipping him. Barely able to raise his head, he tried to focus on the vision before him. Any man can attest–there is nothing sexier on God’s green earth than a woman kneeling at your feet with your cock in her mouth.

“God, yes!” he bellowed as she pleasured him, bringing him to a mind-blowing climax. His back bowed as he filled her throat full of his cum. And she swallowed…holding him in her mouth while his body shuddered in perfect ecstasy.

Wasted.

He was sapped.

He could barely breathe.

“Good morning,” she whispered, crawling up his body to touch her lips to his. “I hope you didn’t mind. I couldn’t resist you.”

“Foolish, foolish woman,” he breathed, pulling her close.

When he recovered, Micah was determined to make her day as beautiful as possible. “Where to, love?”

“The Eiffel Tower, of course!”

Driving there was an adventure in itself, but Micah managed, weaving his way through the narrow one way streets as Madison tried to give him directions.

“It’s a good thing I have a natural, pioneering spirit,” he told her. “You may be riding shot-gun, but your scouting abilities need some work. Our wagon train would be lost in the wilderness forever with your directions.”

“Nope. It’s right in front of us. How could you miss it?” She pointed to the bronze colored tower.

“Seeing it and getting to it are two different things,” he grumbled, but soon they were parked and standing near the front of the line. “It’s one of the tallest structures in France at one thousand and sixty-three feet high. And we should be visitor number seven million and one.”

She laughed at his weird sense of humor. “Can we climb to the top?”

“We could, but there’s almost seventeen hundred steps. We should take the lift.”

“No, we have to climb. We have to be able to say we climbed the Eiffel Tower.”

Micah tried to make his case. “I’d rather conserve my energy to have sex with you. Almost everyone uses the lift.” He held up the brochure. “It says that if all of the trips were combined, the distance the lift would travel would be two and a half times the circumference of the Earth.”

“You’re such a writer, always doing research.”

“That’s right. Did you know a man sold the Eiffel Tower to some fool for scrap metal! Twice! And during cold weather the tower shrinks about six inches.”

“How much do you shrink?”

“What?” He was pulling her to the lift.

“How much do you shrink in cold weather?”

“Fellows!” He barked out a laugh. “Summer isn’t here yet. Wait till you see me at my best.”

“Oh, Lord, I can barely take you now.”

They did as he wanted, riding the lift and soon they were on the second tier, gazing down at Paris from the most iconic symbol of all. With the wind whipping through their hair, they pointed out landmarks, including the Arc De Triomphe and Champs Elysees.

“Having a good time?” he asked her, knowing the answer.

She was radiant. She was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

“Oh, yes.” She launched herself into his arms. “Thank you. I love this and I love…” She gulped, and finished lamely. “Paris.”

Micah didn’t seem to notice. “Come here.” He led her to a spiral staircase that had a rope stretched across it. Stepping over it, he picked her up and swung her over to his side.

“What are we doing?”

“What I have to do.” Finding a very rare, lonely corner, he pushed her to the wall, nuzzling her neck, nipping at it with gentle teeth. She could feel his erection hard against her thigh. “Hold your skirt up.” She did–and he pushed his hand down into her panties, dipping a finger into her tight channel.

She tightened around it, needing more. “We probably shouldn’t be doing this.”

“I don’t have a choice.” Boldly, he went to his knees. Lifting her right leg over his shoulder, he pushed the narrow crotch of her panties to one side and dove in.

“Micah!” she gasped. Closing her eyes, she bit her bottom lip. “Oh, God!”

Madison couldn’t be still. He held her down, his tongue performing the same mind-blowing action again and again–licking, swirling, sucking on the succulent pink flesh that fascinated him so.

“That’s it, Fellows. Fuck, you’re good.” He spread her wide and speared her deep. “Cum for me.”

Pulling the hard button into his mouth, he pushed two fingers deep into her tunnel. It was warm and creamy just for him. He could feel her walls grow wetter, raining passion all over his skin.

“Micah!” she screamed. Loud. They could get caught, but right now he didn’t give a flying fuck. He was pleasuring his woman, getting his fix and that was all that mattered.

“More!” he demanded, not letting up even when she went limp. “Again!”

Even as she tried to come down from one high, he pushed for more. “No, no, I can’t.”

“Yes, you can. You will.”

She tried to move and he gave her sweet ass a pinch, increasing the pressure of his tongue and lavishly lapping up the cream of her orgasm. Instead of two fingers fucking her, he used three and varied his sensual assault by alternating nibbles to her clit and labia with the suction of his mouth.

“Paybacks are…heaven.” she whispered.

About the Authors
Sable Hunter is a New York Times, USA Today bestselling author of nearly 50 books in 7 series. She writes sexy contemporary stories full of emotion and suspense. Her focus is mainly cowboy and novels set in Louisiana with a hint of the supernatural. Sable writes what she likes to read and enjoys putting her fantasies on paper. Her books are emotional tales where the heroine is faced with challenges. Her aim is to write a story that will make you laugh, cry and swoon. If she can wring those emotions from a reader, she has done her job. Sable resides in Austin, Texas with her two dogs. Passionate about all animals, she has been known to charm creatures from a one ton bull to a family of raccoons. For fun, Sable haunts cemeteries and battlefields armed with night-vision cameras and digital recorders hunting proof that love survives beyond the grave. Welcome to her world of magic, alpha heroes, sexy cowboys and hot, steamy to-die-for sex. Step into the shoes of her heroines and escape to places where right prevails, love conquers all and holding out for a hero is not an impossible dream


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Cowboy's Break

by Lexi Post
Vance Gallagher never had an investigation so close to home. What if breaking the case means losing the woman he loves…again?


Cowboy and private investigator Vance Gallagher never thought he’d have a second chance to convince Rachel Henderson they were meant to be together. Now, after seven years, thanks to his old police academy friend, Vance is knee deep in numbers and computers, determined to save Rachel’s ranch and his own heart. Rachel hadn’t expected to see Vance again…ever. In fact, she planned on it. Saying goodbye to him had been the hardest thing she’d ever done, but she had to for self-preservation since she couldn’t handle her sister, the ranch, and his job all at the same time. Now she’s with him every day and buried feelings just won’t go away. The closer Vance gets to solving the mystery of the missing money, the more convinced he becomes that Rachel will leave him again. But when prize animals start disappearing, he has to choose between solving the case and keeping the woman he’s always loved. He just can’t catch a break.

About Lexi Post

Lexi Post is a New York Times and USA Today best-selling author of sensuous romance inspired by the classics. She spent years in higher education taking and teaching courses about the literature she loved while reading her favorite romance authors. It wasn’t long before she decided to marry her two first loves. From hot paranormals to sizzling cowboys to hunks from out of this world, Lexi provides a steamy read with a “whole lotta story.”
Lexi is living her own happily ever after with her husband and her cat in Florida. She makes ice cream every weekend, loves bright colors, and you will never see her without a hat.

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Cowboy Kinky

by Jodi Redford Hot Texas nights and irresistible desires. Two stubborn hearts don’t stand a chance of avoiding the flames. The only question is will they survive the afterburn?


Ford Beckett—ex porn star and leading man in Kaitlin Cross’s kinky fantasies. There’s only one problem: he’s her boss. As his PA, she puts in plenty of overtime just keeping him out of the doghouse with the numerous ladies warming his sheets. Her biggest fantasy involves clubbing him with a blunt object. But lately he’s been getting under her skin and pushing the boundaries of their relationship. The scary part? She’s beginning to enjoy it. What she desperately needs is some breathing room between herself and temptation. A friend’s wedding provides the perfect excuse to get the heck out of Dodge. Except for one tiny hiccup… Ford is the best man.
Two decades ago, Ford left Texas with no plans of returning, but friendship and loyalty have called him home. He won’t turn his back on those who’ve stood by his side, even though there are plenty who’d prefer his boots never stepped on Texas soil again—including his family. Then there’s his biggest problem of all. Kait. Giving in to the blazing chemistry between them? A disaster waiting to happen, but avoiding calamities isn’t exactly his strong suit. That’s why he’s always relied on Kait to put out the fires in his love life. Seeing how she’s the one making him sweat? Yeah, consider him screwed.
Hot Texas nights and irresistible desires. Two stubborn hearts don’t stand a chance of avoiding the flames. The only question is will they survive the afterburn?

About Jodi Redford

At the ripe age of seven, Jodi Redford penned her first epic, complete with stick figure illustrations. Sadly, her drawing skills haven't improved much, but her love of fantasy worlds never went away. These days she writes about fairies, ghosts, and other supernatural creatures, only with considerably more heat.
She has won numerous writing awards, including The Golden Pen and Launching a Star. When not writing or working the day job, she enjoys gardening and way too many reality television shows. Currently residing in Michigan with her husband and overgrown lapdog, she is a member of RWA national and Greater Detroit Romance Writers of America.

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Seducing Sarah

by Maddie James Can a love-at-first-sight weekend turn into the happily-ever-after neither of them are sure they even want?



When Cole Stevens travels from Montana to Texas to close a business deal with his old friend, Heath McCoy, he never expects to close in on a relationship, too. But with one brief moment of contact in the airport with a pretty young woman carrying a guitar, his heart starts to unravel. Sarah McClendon, fresh out of the gate after landing the runner-up spot on American Star, is touted as the up-and-coming country music star of the year. When she tangles with her manager at the Highlands Ranch annual barbecue—Cole steps up to the plate to protect her from the smarmy, poor excuse of a human being.
But it’s just a weekend right? Cole will be back home on the ranch in Montana come Monday, and Sarah has a career to get off the ground. Can a love-at-first-sight weekend turn into the happily-ever-after neither of them are sure they even want?

About Maddie James

Maddie James writes romance - but don't try to pin her down to one genre! From edgy suspense to flirty contemporary romance to darker erotic titles, she just wants to silence the people in her head.
She is the bestselling author of forty-two romance titles published worldwide in at least seven languages. Available in ebook, trade paperback and audio, her titles span the romance genre from contemporary to paranormal romance. Winner of the Calico Trails Cameo Award, and the Romance Book Scene's Best Novella of the Year award, Maddie has enjoyed numerous Top Pick and 5-star reviews, and has been listed as a Top 100 Contemporary Romance author at Amazon. Affaire de Coeur says, "James shows a special talent for traditional romance," and RT Book Reviews claims, "James deftly combines romance and suspense, so hop on for an exhilarating ride."

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Cadillac Cowboy

by Cynthia D'Alba Hold on for the ride of a lifetime.

A Texas lawman finds more than fall foliage during a drive in an antique convertible Cadillac to his new home.
New Texas cop Shade Gruber agrees to drive his grandmother’s prize car from Chicago to his new home in Whispering Springs. He expects some car issues. He doesn’t expect to pick up a runaway bride.
On the run from her mobster fiancé, Victoria Vaught dashes from the church thirty minutes before the I Do’s. Stranded in her bridal attire by an unreliable car, she starts walking, needing as far from Chicago as possible.
Their road to love is filled with twists, turns and bumps. Hanging on to the one you love can be roller coaster ride with surprising results.

About Cynthia D'Alba

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author Cynthia D'Alba started writing on a challenge from her husband in 2006 and discovered having imaginary sex with lots of hunky men was fun. She was born and raised in a small Arkansas town. After being gone for a number of years, she's thrilled to be making her home back in Arkansas living in a vine-covered cottage on the banks of an eight-thousand acre lake. When she's not reading or writing or plotting, she's doorman for her two dogs, cook, housekeeper and chief bottle washer for her husband and slave to a noisy, messy parrot. She loves to chat online with friends and fans.

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Boardroom Cowboy

by Kandi Silvers A Texas Cowboy and a Vegas business woman merge for a venture too hot for the boardroom.


CEO Vanessa Lockhart has had her fill of controlling men. So when she decides to take a few days off in the Lone Star State to kick up her booted heels with a little shopping and a night on the town, she doesn’t count on meeting Carson, getting ruthlessly kissed, or ending up in bed with the cute cowboy. A two-day Texas fling? Why not? A girl only lives once. After all, she’ll have something for her memoirs—until she goes back to work in Nevada to meet her new CFO…and in walks her Texas cowboy. Vanessa’s divorcing one man and doesn’t need another—too bad Carson has other ideas.
Carson Cutes didn’t plan to pick up Vanessa at the bar or spend two fun days and two hotter nights with the beauty. But it isn’t an issue since she blows out of town without a goodbye. When his godfather asks for help with his new hotel venture—he never expected to end up in Las Vegas or for the CEO to be the one woman he can’t get out of his mind. What’s a cowboy to do? He doesn’t believe in love at first sight—but now has doubts. How can he convince a girl under neon lights that she holds his Texan heart?

About Kandi Silvers

Born and raised in Las Vegas, Nevada, I still call Sin City home. I’ve always been a sucker for romance novels and movies, especially romantic comedies. Writing is more than just words to me it’s captivating slices of characters’ lives and sharing them with the reader. I’m a firm believer that heroes and heroines had a life before page one of any story and their past as well as life experiences, made them who they are. Coming from the southwest I have a major soft spot for cowboys, but also love suspense, a bit of intrigue and kick-ass heroines. Of course, there is always the time to slip in a good paranormal. I try to keep my writing diverse and always on the naughty side.
Happy reading!

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Until There Was You

by Ciana Stone His fate is in her hands ... her heart is in his.

Lola’s life is filled with mysteries. Why did her parents abandon her as a baby? What's behind the baffling blackouts she suffers and the frightening images she creates while she's out? Who is the strange woman claiming to hold the answers - and why does she say Lola has a life or death mission to perform?
Morgan has a few mysteries of his own. What was his father going to give him on the day he died, the gift he said would change Morgan's life? Who is this bewitching woman who passes out upon meeting him and creates pictures of his past and future?
And was she really sent to save his life or is she in need of psychiatric help?
All they both know is that from the moment they meet a bond is formed and it is stronger and more passionate than anything either has ever known. And that fate has brought them together for a very important reason.
If only they knew what it was...

About Ciana Stone

Happily-ever-after is something Ciana believes in with her whole heart. Love may be a bumpy road and there's bound to be some perils along the way but in the end love should win. She tries to take that attitude into her writing and thinks that love, hope and laughter are some of the best medicine there is.
Along with books.
She loves to hear from readers and the most important thing she thinks she can ever say is - "thank you. To every reader who has spent his or her hard-earned reading dollars on a Ciana Stone book, thank you from the bottom of my heart."

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Gun Shy

by Sabrina York The last thing he expected when he blew into town was a reason to stay.

Returning to his home town to sell his hated father’s ranch, the last thing Andrew Grant expects to find on his first day there, is a reason to stay. But there she is, Melissa Divine. The girl he loved all those years ago.
But Melissa has changed since those innocent days. She’s just escaped from a hellish marriage and wants nothing to do with any man. Especially not this big, burly Alpha biker who reminds her of her ex.
Can this former SEAL change her mind before his time runs out?

About Sabrina York

Her Royal Hotness, Sabrina York, is the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author of hot, humorous stories for smart and sexy readers. Her titles range from sweet & steamy to scorching romance.

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Her Hell Yeah Cowboy

by Donna Michaels Years ago, he unknowingly rescued his soulmate, now she’s back in Texas and about to save his guarded heart.


Unlike his twin, Texas National Guardsman Sgt. Logan McCall would rather march barefoot and blindfolded through a cow pasture than date the same woman twice. After an active duty injury during a flood washed away his promising sports career and engagement years ago, Logan guards his heart more than his life until, fresh from deployment, he runs into a friend of the McCoys…literally. Hill Country’s newest resident is hotter than the wing sauce soaking into his shirt.
Mission on.
Graphic designer and carrier of misfortune, Chloe Davis is a danger to herself and those around her, so entertaining thoughts for the sexy cowboy wearing her hot sauce should be a no-no…not a hell yeah—especially considering he’s the guardsman linked to a horrible instance in her past. But when he turns out to be one of her clients, she can no more avoid him than the attraction sizzling between them. Chloe’s back in Texas determined to make a fresh start, and she succeeds in business but fails to resist the handsome soldier’s relentless pursuit.
But when he discovers her past, will he trust his heart or lose her forever?

About Donna Michaels

It's all my mother's fault.
She read to me before I could read and opened up that magical world where I still reside today. Then came television and movies. Now I had three avenues to feed my imagination...and boy could I eat!
As you no doubt figured out, this lead to my writing career. After several starts in between having a son, twin sons then a daughter, I didn't get serious until my youngest child entered 1st grade. Now, I'm multi-published with several publisher and self-published in e-Book and print with a ton of voices in my head. I love those voices! They helped me achieve award winning status, and become a New York Times and USA Today Best Selling author. Hope they never stop!

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Saddle and a Siren

by Randi Alexander He can't help falling for her, but will she break her hero's heart?

Responding to a late night 911 call, Paramedic Clint Black finds a T-boned pickup truck and livestock trailer tipping precariously at the edge of the highway. The injured driver is more concerned with her cattle than with her own welfare. She surprises Clint with her desperate need of his help for more than just her medical problems.
Kally Zappa hasn’t exactly been telling her family the truth. By taking on complete responsibility for her Chiangus breeders, she has left herself in a risky position. When her paramedic hero Clint turns out to be the answer to all her problems, and her heart races at his every touch, she can’t help wonder whether fate has tossed them together.
Finding in each other the missing part of their existence, Kally and Clint explore the captivating physical connection that keeps them running for the privacy of his bedroom. But when Clint believes she has ulterior motives for being with him, can Kally find the right words to convince Clint he is her forever hero?

About Randi Alexander

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Randi Alexander knows a modern woman dreams of an alpha cowboy who takes the reins, and guarantees they're rode hard and put up satisfied.
Published with Cleis Press, Wild Rose Press, and self-published, Randi writes smokin' hot romance with heroes who'll have you begging to ride off into the sunset with them. When she's not dreaming of, or writing about, rugged cowboys, Randi is biking trails along remote rivers, snorkeling the Gulf of Mexico, or practicing her drumming in hopes of someday forming a tropical rock-band.
Forever an adventurous spirit with a naughty imagination, Randi is also family oriented and married to the best guy in the world, her own cowboy, Kick. Give in to the allure of erotic passion, strong but vulnerable heroines, and irresistibly seductive cowboys, as Randi's emotional love stories sweep you off your feet and leave you breathless with passion.
Saddle up! And prepare yourself for the sexier side of happily ever after.

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Texas Maverick

Texas Maverick

Texas Heroes

by Sable Hunter & Ryan O'Leary

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Maverick Cross is a Texas hero, not the flashy kind, he's a war veteran who served his country overseas and now serves it at home as an Austin firefighter. To look at him, and women love to look, he's a ripped athlete who takes care of himself and has it all together.

Only his next door neighbor knows the truth; Maverick suffers from PTSD.

Everly Winterfell is almost invisible, blending into the crowd is fine by her. She's a hero too, not the kind who wears a cape, but the kind who isn't afraid to dig for the truth and expose it for all to see. Everly's alter ego is Eve Winters, an award winning journalist who doesn't seek the limelight, she's content with writing stories that change people's lives without drawing any attention to herself.

Nothing much escapes Everly, she has a talent for seeing beneath the surface, reading people for who they really are. From her vantage point in Apartment #701, she has learned that the occupant in #702 is lonely. He has a habit of pushing people away before they can get too close, especially women. Maverick can offer a woman great sex, Everly can vouch for that fact. The walls are thin between #701 and #702 and many nights she has lain there wishing she was on the receiving end of his attention. He's intrigued by his odd little neighbor, who seems to want to be his wingman and he has no idea that her ulterior motive is to be his friend. After some negotiations, they strike a deal - she'll find him women who know the score, who won't expect more than he can give, and in return he'll see if he can advise her on how to attract a man for herself. To facilitate their odd arrangement, they install a chalkboard on the narrow wall separating their front doors, leaving messages about their shared adventures.

The more time they spend together, the less important finding dates for the other becomes. Everly and Maverick discover they share a chemistry that’s off the charts, they can’t keep their hands off one another. There’s only one problem – Maverick has no idea Everly is his secret obsession, Eve Winters. Sometimes what we need is right in front of our face. Sometimes what we’re looking for is right next door...

**CONTENT WARNING: This book contains adult language and sexual situations. It is intended for ages 18+ ONLY**

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Excerpt

“Maverick, it’s me. Everly.” 
He opened his eyes expecting to see flashes of gunfire and explosions from IED’s. Instead, he looked into delicate features, eyes warm with concern. “Everly?”
“You were dreaming,” she whispered. 
Fuck, he was dreaming now. “What are you doing here?” 
She kept her hand on Maverick, seeking to soothe him. “I heard you through the wall.” Standing up, she stood next to the bed. “Do you want some water before I go?”
“Did I hurt you?” He grabbed her hand, pulling her back down to sit on the bed.
She twined her fingers with his. “No, of course not.”
“Don’t go.” His hand came up to weave itself in her hair. “Where’s the whale spout, Tink?”
“What are you doing?” she whispered as his other hand skimmed up under her shirt, caressing the soft skin of her back.
“I need you,” he pulled her head down until their lips met. 
Now Everly thought she was the one who must be dreaming. Could this be real? His mouth moved on hers, a gentle graze that made it hard to breathe. She wanted to kiss him back so badly she could die. 
“Open.” 
His demand made every nerve ending in her body spark to life. There was no way on God’s green earth she could resist this man, she wanted him too much. Tentatively, she responded to his strength, his passion. Parting her lips, she touched the tip of her tongue to his and he groaned, pulling her to the bed beside him. Everly’s blood raced through her veins. She craved him – she craved his touch and she craved to touch him. Clutching his shoulders, she began to kiss him back with desperate intensity. 
Her surrender seemed to free something within him. Maverick began to devour her lips and she trembled as his big hands roamed all over her body. Never had she been kissed this way. His mouth on hers was the single most wonderful thing that had ever happened to her. 
A haze of desire clouded Maverick’s brain. Her body was soft and warm as his mouth blazed a trail across her face and down her throat. When his lips brushed the pulse point that betrayed her excitement, he knew he wanted more. Feeling the evidence of her surrender beating against his lips sent a hot rush of hunger to his cock. 
“You feel so good, baby.” Returning his mouth to hers, he kissed her as his hand found her breast underneath her shirt. Cupping the small mound, he pulled and tweaked the nipple until she shivered in his arms. When he removed his hand, she whimpered her disappointment until his teasing touch edged up her thigh. 
“Maverick?”
“Shhhh, this dream is so much better than the one I just left.” Waking up wasn’t an option. He wanted this, he needed this. The fire between them was so unexpected he was shaking from it. His fingers were hovering very near paradise. He could already feel her heat. “Do you want me?” Please, God, say yes. 
“Oh, yes, I want you.” 
Maverick tried to catch his breath. “Take this off.” He tugged on her shirt.
Everly sat up, glancing around the room, then at him. There wasn’t a lot of light in the room, but he’d be able to see her well enough. “Are you sure?”
“Now.”
She was of the firm opinion that she looked better clothed than naked, but his insistence pushed her doubts away. Skimming the shirt over her head, one hand instinctively came up to cover her breasts.
“Don’t. I need this,” he muttered, grasping the offending arm blocking his view and pushing it over her head. In the dim light, his eyes focused on her breasts. Bending his head, he brushed his face against their soft swell, letting his lips rub over them. The woman was petal soft all over. 
Her breasts swelled at his touch, she couldn’t believe this was happening. Her voice caught in her throat, but she managed to speak. “Maverick?”
“Hush.” He rubbed his thumb over her nipple, his mouth crashing into hers, kissing Everly until she had no breath left. 
Everly thought she would swoon. Her whole body lifted to his as he stroked and teased her breasts. She was shaking with need when his mouth finally closed over the aching peak, sucking the tender bud between his lips, grazing it lightly with his teeth. With a moan, she clutched his shoulders even as he passed a soothing lick over the sensitive spot. 
Maverick was consumed with desire. He wanted all of her. Bare breasts. Swollen lips. She was amazing and totally at his mercy. With unsteady hands, he covered her tits – cupping, kneading, relishing their weight and warmth. “Feel good?”
“Oh, yes,” she moaned, arching her back. 
This was a fantasy, it had to be. His blood pounded through his head making him dizzy as he felt her gasp when he closed his lips around her, taking as much of her delectable tit into his mouth as he could. Her hands clasped his head, she begged for more and Maverick thought he would cum on the sheets if he didn’t get inside of her soon.
“I can’t wait,” he murmured, rising into position over her. The lights from outside filtered through the drapes and he could see her face with her heart in her eyes. 
“Don’t wait.” Maverick couldn’t misinterpret the invitation when she shed a tiny pair of panties, then wrapped her legs around his hips. “I want you so much. Just remember, I’m not too good at this.”
“Experience not required.” Running a hand between them, he made sure she was wet. Oh, hell yeah. She was ready and he was trembling, burning and aching to bury himself deep inside of her. Going to his knees, he took himself in hand, gliding the head of his cock through the slick heat of her pussy. Maverick held himself steady, muscles quivering, as he pressed into her, working himself in inch by inch. She was small and tight. His eyes crossed from the pleasure. “Okay?”
“I’m good.” 
Yes, she was. Her little body seemed to grasp onto his greedily, as he pulled out, then slid all the way back in. “Oh, fuck,” he moaned, holding himself stiff. Supporting his weight by his arms, he gave himself time to get a grip. Beneath him, she wasn’t still. She held onto him tightly, urging him to move. And when he did – rocking, pumping – bucking his hips, the pleasure on her face was the biggest aphrodisiac of all. This was so good. He wanted it to last as long as possible.
But his body had other ideas.
Once he got started, he couldn’t stop or slow down. Maverick was helpless in the grip of ecstasy. He thrust deep, pumping harder, faster until she cried out, bowing her back and quivering in his arms. He was powerless but to follow, completely lost in the wonder of his midnight dream. 
After he’d cum, Maverick pulled her into his embrace, the act of release seeming to give him peace. Everly held him close, marveling at what had transpired. A small smile played on her lips. Tingles of elation mixed with shivers of remorse. He’d been in the throes of a nightmare when she’d come to his bed, offering him comfort. Oh, he’d taken it all right. The only problem was that Everly wasn’t sure this was something he’d have done in any other circumstance. 
Easing out from under him, she made a grab for her shirt, pulling it over her head. When he didn’t move, she felt around in the bed for her panties, but found nothing. “Dang it,” she whispered, then froze when he moved again, his hand running over the covers. Was he looking for her? 
No matter, he wouldn’t find her.
Coward that she was, Everly Winterfell backed out of Maverick’s room and retreated to the safety of her own apartment. 
The cold light of day would tell the tale. If what they’d done together meant something to him, he’d let her know.
And if it didn’t….
Well, she’d deal with that when the time came.

About the Authors
Sable Hunter is a New York Times, USA Today bestselling author of nearly 50 books in 7 series. She writes sexy contemporary stories full of emotion and suspense. Her focus is mainly cowboy and novels set in Louisiana with a hint of the supernatural. Sable writes what she likes to read and enjoys putting her fantasies on paper. Her books are emotional tales where the heroine is faced with challenges. Her aim is to write a story that will make you laugh, cry and swoon. If she can wring those emotions from a reader, she has done her job. Sable resides in Austin, Texas with her two dogs. Passionate about all animals, she has been known to charm creatures from a one ton bull to a family of raccoons. For fun, Sable haunts cemeteries and battlefields armed with night-vision cameras and digital recorders hunting proof that love survives beyond the grave. Welcome to her world of magic, alpha heroes, sexy cowboys and hot, steamy to-die-for sex. Step into the shoes of her heroines and escape to places where right prevails, love conquers all and holding out for a hero is not an impossible dream.

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