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Monday, September 30, 2013

Meant To Be By Terri Osburn Book Blast!!!

Meant to Be
 
Lifelong people-pleaser Beth Chandler will do anything to make a good impression on her future in-laws, including defy her fear of boats to make the ferry crossing required to meet them. Lucky for her, a lovable mutt and his tall, sexy, blue-eyed owner provide enough distraction to subdue her paralyzing panic attack. But Beth’s human tranquilizer turns out to be her future brother-in-law, Joe Dempsey, and their instant attraction is both unwelcome and undeniable.

Joe expects his brother’s fiancé to follow the materialistic, blonde-bimbo stereotype that is Lucas’ usual fare. Wild-haired, sweet-natured Beth doesn’t fit the part, but she does fit Joe and his island better than any woman he’s ever met. Though the men haven’t been close for years, Joe would never put the moves on his brother’s fiancé. That means Beth is off limits, no matter how much he wants her.

When a demanding case pulls Lucas back to the city, Beth realizes her fiancé is already married – to his work. Are solitary nights and mind-numbing dinner parties really what she wants? Torn between loyalty to Lucas and her growing feelings for Joe, Beth rethinks her choices and contemplates a future different from the one laid out before her. One that includes an island, a dog, and a man she can never have.
 
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Book 2, UP TO THE CHALLENGE, to follow October 22, 2013. To learn more about this author and her work, visit her website at www.terriosburn.com.
 
Excerpt:
The ferry lurched, dragging Beth back to the situation at hand. Eyes closed, she took several deep breaths. Another recommendation from the library book. Breathing in through her nose, she blew the air out through her mouth. Just then, hot breath fluttered over her left arm and an unpleasant smell filled her nostrils.
 
That could not be her breath.
 
Heavy panting invaded the silence of the car and Beth opened one eye to find the source. Big brown eyes sur­rounded by rust-colored fur stared back. One ear flopped forward while a black tongue lolled to the side. The animal tilted his head and lifted a large paw, propping it on her thigh.
 
She might have flinched had she not been frozen in fear.
 
“What’d you find, Dozer?” asked a voice from some­where behind the intruder.
 
Looking past the mutt, she saw a man draw up behind him. Bright blue eyes and a stubble-covered chin were all she registered before shifting her focus back to her hands. Defending herself against a madman on a barge was prob­ably going to be difficult without the use of her hands.
 
“Hi there,” he said, giving the dog a pat on the head. Then he mumbled, “Good boy.” Presumably to the dog.
 
The stranger’s voice, low and sensual, vibrated down her spine. Her hands relaxed enough to allow blood flow back into her knuckles. The book hadn’t suggested finding a sexy guy to talk her down. She should have looked harder until she found one written by a woman.
 
“Hi,” she said, her brain now as uncooperative as her hands. She ventured another glance in the dog owner’s direction and her entire body sighed.
 
The man was, as her granny would say, built for sin. Full lips, strong jaw, and one deep dimple finished off a face gifted with the bluest eyes she’d ever seen. Wide shoulders filled out a navy-blue T-shirt that tapered down to a narrow waist and low-slung jeans. She couldn’t see his feet behind the dog, but would bet her best business suit he sported work boots.
 
Talk about answered prayers. This was a flotation device she wouldn’t mind going down with.

 

A sound that could only be called a meep escaped her lips. Engaged women were not supposed to have lustful thoughts about men who were not their fiancé. Being engaged for a mere two weeks was no excuse.

 
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Twitter > @TerriOsburn
 
 
 
Author Bio:
Born in the Ohio Valley, Terri relocated below the Mason Dixon line in the early 1990s after experiencing three blizzards in eighteen months. Seeking warmer climes, she landed in Nashville, did a stint in Arkansas, and eventually moved to the East Coast, where she settled near the ocean. In 2012, she was named a finalist in the Romance Writers of America® Golden Heart® contest for unpublished manuscripts. An agent and contract soon followed. Her debut release, the first in her Anchor Island Series, MEANT TO BE, was released in May 2013, with
 
 
 
 

Someone to Listen Book Spotlight!


Someone to Listen
 Author Bio:
After growing up in the Pacific Northwest, A.T. Douglas ventured away from her quiet hometown for the bustle of college in the city of Boston.  Though she studied astronomy and was a science geek at heart, she always had a love for the written word and a story swirling in her head.
 
It wasn't until she became addicted to the Young Adult/New Adult Contemporary Romance genres that she embraced her renewed passion for reading by self-publishing her debut novel, Someone to Listen.  Fueled by coffee and her love of music, she strives to turn daydreams and the realities of life into words the world can read.  Her writing is inspired by personal experiences and memories from her past.  She hopes to inspire others to break the silence and get their stories out into the world.  
 
A.T. Douglas lives in New Hampshire with her husband and son and wishes desperately that there were more hours in the day for family, reading, and writing.
 
 
Book Synopsis:
Abby wanted a fresh start, a new life thousands of miles away from her four difficult years of high school and the rumors that followed her.  As she begins her college experience in Boston, she finds friendship and love she didn’t expect, people who show her that she doesn’t have to be alone.

She is torn between two paths, inexplicably drawn to two completely different guys.  One understands her and reminds her of who she used to be, the broken shadow of a person wandering through life but not truly living.  The other is the key to her future, the guiding hand that she waited for years to pull her out of the darkness and into the light.

When Abby’s newfound happiness and renewed existence are threatened, everything changes.  She can fall back to that dark place within her or fight to save her future.

She faces the same struggle she has all along: getting someone to hear her, finding someone to believe her.

All she ever needed was someone to listen.
 
 
Buy Link (exclusively on Amazon):
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00EH4EPHE

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Friday, September 27, 2013

Emblazed (The Elemental Prophecy #2) By Nikki Narvaez Blog Tour

Emblazed (The Elemental Prophecy, #2)
 
Three days. Three days seems like a lot of time, but not when you are racing to save the one you love. Not when time is against you.

Three days is all Jace has to save Brielle, to prevent both of their deaths. Both have more to battle than they ever imagined while they fight for their lives, their souls, and their love.

Will Jace be able to rescue Brielle, or will the fate of the world die with her?
 
 
Emblazed (The Elemental Prophecy 2) Goodreads Link:  http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17998317-emblazed?from_search=true
Envisioned (The Elemental Prophecy 1) Goodreads Link: http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17338478-envisioned?from_search=true
 
 
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End of Book 1 almost killed me. Luckily Nikki sent me book 2 right away, I don't know how long I would have lasted with a cliff-hanger like that, but this book took me a whole new level of anxiety. Let me go ahead and tell you why.....
 
As you know Brielle was taken by Hades to the underworld at the end of the last book so suffice to say that's where we start. Oh Hades, i'm going to punch him in the nuts if we ever meet. Brielle in trying her hardest to stay strong while she's separated from the soul mate, but she quickly learning that's easier said than done. She has the power she needs to help herself out if only she could figure out how too do it...what you say? Did I give you a teaser? No. Lol. Sorry figure it out on your own.
 
Jace, poor boy, he feels likes this is all his fault and all he wants to do is barge straight down there and get Brielle back. but, we all have learned in the first book that this is a journey for the whole team and they will all need each other. Jace doesn't give up not once this whole book, the connection that Nikki describes between the two of them is unlike anything in this world. I has to hurt Jace to constantly blame himself and try to protect a lover that has the world of magic after her. You meet new players (gods and goddesses) that help and hurt them throughout the book as well. I loved a certain goddess more than any other, too.
 
Through this book Brielle, Jace, and their team of friends take hit after hit and constantly get pushed the their limits. Don't get me wrong it's not all fight and flight, there's even more of that hot steamy melt your panties sex that keeps us romancers entertained throughout the book. But, I SWEAR if Nikki has them in that damn shower getting their dirty on one more time, I'm redecorating my damn bathroom. LOL! I hate to say this and I'm sorry to tell you, but yes, we are left with another amazing cliff-hanger, you should have all ready figured that though since this a trilogy and everything. :-)
 
5 STARS!!
 
Nikki has completely turned me on to paranormal with this series and I hate her for it, haha, no it's awesome I never thought people with powers could be such a turn on, hmmm...
 
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Teaser #1:
 
 
We went back upstairs to our room, where Brielle headed straight for the balcony doors, opening them and letting the crisp, ocean breeze flow into our room. She walked out and propped her arms on the banister of the balcony railing as she gazed out over the sea.
I walked up behind her, wrapping my arms around her, placing them on top of hers and pressing our bodies together. Her emotions were everywhere, consisting of concern, fear, anger, and guilt. I rubbed her arms, letting my touch wash over her in an attempt to erase the feelings plaguing her. She leaned back into me as she sighed, “Jace, I -”
“Shh, mi amante,” I whispered in her ear, cutting her off. “Don't worry about anything right now. Let's enjoy this last bit of peace together before we are thrown back into chaos.”
Surprisingly, she didn't try to argue. Her body relaxed against me and she pulled my arms to wrap around her waist before laying hers on top of mine. Our bond thrived as we held one another, the electricity humming over our skin and cocooning us in our love while drowning out the rest of the world until there was nothing but us.
I dipped my head down before grazing my lips along Brielle's neck. Every feeling was intensified with our connection so intricately synchronized, and I could feel our desire increasing with each intoxicating touch.
My hands traveled to her sides before trailing under her shirt to touch her silky skin. They moved upwards to capture her supple breasts, the nipples of which were already hardened with arousal.
Her hands had made their way to the back of my head, fisting themselves in my hair as my mouth laved her delicate neck. My cock stiffened with desire from the sensations of touching and tasting her, pressing against her ass as soft moans escaped her.
I trailed one of my hands down her stomach before slipping under the waistband of her shorts and beneath the lacy fabric of her panties. Her sex was drenched with her desire, and I let my fingers play within her moist, delicate folds. I bit her earlobe lightly as I growled, “Fuck, you are so wet for me already, baby.”
She moaned again as continued to intricately trace my fingers along her pussy. Gods, I wanted to taste her desire so badly. I spun her around, moving my hands to unbutton her shorts and pull them off before removing her panties. She went for my jeans, but I pushed her hands away and shook my head as I rumbled, “I wanna taste you, baby; need to taste how much you want me before I fuck you.”
I grabbed her hips and propped her on the railing of the balcony before kneeling before her and gripping her hips to keep her from falling. I pulled her closer, until her ass was on the edge of the railing before draping each of her legs over my shoulders and giving her a mischievous smirk, “Hold on.”
My tongue slowly traced the insides of her thighs, which were damp with her desire. I greedily savored her sweetness as I slowly inched closer to her apex. I took my time, slowly licking within her folds and nibbling her clit. I pulled and teased it with my teeth as she writhed against me before plunging my tongue within her core. She moaned loudly as more of her nectar flooded my mouth, her pussy already pulsing around my tongue as she neared orgasm.
I moved my hands from her hips to her ass, gripping tightly and pulling her closer as I devoured her, my tongue delving deep inside until she shuddered her release against my mouth. I eagerly suckled the rest of the sweet juices from her sex, licking it clean before I stood. I kept my hands supporting her as she slowly eased off the railing and stood on shaky legs.
I was far from done with her. Just in case we might not make it out of the Underworld, I wanted to savor every second I had with her, and I was going to spend the rest of the day doing exactly that.
I stripped off her shirt, tossing it to the deck of the balcony with the rest of her clothes before inching her back against the railing, pressing my body against hers. She hurriedly pulled my shirt off before undoing the button of my shorts and sliding them down my legs, along with my boxer-briefs.
I turned her around before pushing her down until she was bent over the railing. I spread her legs apart from behind as I eased my cock to her slick entrance. She groaned as I slowly entered her, clutching the railing with both hands as I began to thrust inside her. One of my hands held onto her hip, and the other trailed up her back to grab her hair, which had curtained over her shoulders and spread down her back, her head tilted upwards while moaning my name. I grunted, “You like that, baby? Like when I fuck you like this?”
Her cries of pleasure grew louder as she moaned, “Yes, baby. I love it when you fuck me!”
Damn, she was so sexy when she sounded like that. All the noises emanating from her were slowly unraveling my control, especially when combined with the amazing sensations of our bond. As I felt my release approaching, I stopped, wanting to watch her face as I made her come. I carefully turned her over, supporting her body, making sure to stay within her warmth as her legs were wrapped around me and her back was against the railing.
I resumed my thrusts, bracing one hand on the railing while the other gripped her ass as I plunged in and out of her. I leaned down to take her breast in my mouth as my gaze traveled up to her face. She arched against me, supporting herself on the balcony with her elbows while moans of pleasure escaped her open mouth as her eyes closed in ecstasy.
Her pussy throbbed around me as we both neared climax. I pulled her off the balcony and carried her to our bed, laying her down on the edge and inching her back until we reached the center of the mattress. I resumed my thrusts as I claimed her mouth, our tongues joining instantly as we devoured one another. Our hands frantically roamed over each other's bodies as Brielle took me deeper and deeper into her center, taking everything I was giving her.
Her pussy tightened around my shaft as she climaxed. The throbbing of her walls against my cock and her throaty moans sent me into ecstasy, my cum coating her walls with my release. I rolled to my side, panting heavily to catch my breath, but Brielle continued to roll us until she was on top of me with my dick still enclosed inside her.
Her hair was wild with damp curls and sweat glistened over her skin. She looked down at me through hooded eyes, causing my cock to harden again. “My turn."
 
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Author Bio:
 
My name is Nikki Narvaez. I was born and raised in San Antonio, TX, where I currently live with my husband, our two dogs, Bella and Oreo, and our cat, Cupcake. I have been teaching for four years, but I hope to become a full-time writer and stay at home mom one day. I am 27 years old, and have three older sisters who have blessed me with four nephews and one niece. In my free time, I love to write and play Texas Hold 'Em poker.
 
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Envisioned (The Elemental Prophecy 1) Buy Links:
 
 
 
 
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Heaven Sent By Hilary Storm Blog Tour

Heaven Sent (Rebel Walking, #2)
 
The Rebel Walking Series continues with Taron and Ivy's story, Heaven Sent. The explosive chemistry that these two share ignites a relationship of epic proportions.

He has been dubbed 'the panty stealer', but Taron Walker has his eyes set on the beautiful, full of life, Ivy Adams. Ivy doesn't usually put up with the player type, yet there is something about Taron that has her intrigued. Taron must leave to go on tour with Rebel Walking and Ivy will be left to face serious struggles on her own. Will she reach out to Taron for help, or will she push him away? Can these two find happiness in each other's arms, or will they tear each other's world apart?
 
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I absolutely loved the first book , so I couldn't wait to see what happened with Taron and Ivy's story and to say I was NOT disappointed doesn't even seem to cover it.
 
We met Taron in In A Heartbeat who was Talon's twin brother, and a total player. I loved his quick wit and egocentric personality. He was the ultimate bad boy. The player of the group that we couldn't get enough of. But, as we all know he has something wrong with him, why does he sleep around? Why doesn't he think he's capable of a real relationship and being in love? He was there to support his brother and never giving up on him, but he doesn't see that future for himself? I didn't get it, but all my questions were answered in this book and I was the least bit disappointed in the sweet caring guy that showed through all that rough exterior.
 
Ivy is basically Taron's counterpart. LOL. yes! this girl gives as good as she gets and isn't ashamed of who she is or her "relationship" with Taron. As ling as there's a NO SHARING clause its all good. Ivy has her own past that causes her to trust men and give them too much power over her own heart. I don't blame the girl either. This isn't your typical whoa Is me story, this  girl has literally gone through too much with her own mother to a horrible experience you read about in the beginning of the book that makes me even want to reconsider men. LOL, not in that way I mean, haha.
 
Taron and Ivy may have started there relationship in the most oven conventional way, but there feelings aren't any less real. They love each other even when they both act stupid trying to save the other from the pain. I was so happy by the end of this book I couldn't have planned a better ending. it may have taken a whole to get there, but by the end you will see why Taron loves her so much and why Ivy finally lets her guard down.
 
4.5 STARS!!! DEFINATELY!!!
 
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Heaven Sent

by Hilary Storm

~One~

Ivy

 
He is everywhere.
In my thoughts.
In my dreams.
In my air.
 
I’m trying to fight my attraction to Taron, but my heart doesn’t seem to listen to my mind.  I know it’s a disaster waiting to happen if I give in, yet I still keep thinking of the possibilities.
 
He has a past.  So do I.
He loves to flirt.  So do I.
He will be leaving to go on tour tomorrow.  I won’t.
 
He was there for me when I thought I lost my best friend.  The title ‘best friend’ doesn’t really do what we have justice.  Eaven is my sister.  We may come from different blood, but in all aspects that count we are family.  A couple of months ago Eaven was kidnapped and driven into the river by her boyfriend’s ex.  Taron never left my side the entire time we were searching for her or when she was recovering in the hospital.  He has been to my apartment to check on me daily since Eaven has been staying with Talon to recover. 
Don’t get me wrong.  He has continuously made advances toward me since we found out Eaven was going to be ok.  He flirts non-stop, but I’m a girl who likes all of that attention.  I just don’t want to share my attention with other girls.
I have to decide if I can handle sharing him before I give myself to him completely.  After all he is the lead singer in the band ‘Rebel Walking’.  They are going to be gone more on tour now.  This will be their second time to go on tour with main stream bands.  They were such a huge success the first time, they were chosen to be the opening band at every single one of ‘Beckoning Reality’s‘ concerts.  I heard all of the details from Taron when he called to check on me while he was away on the first tour. 
I’ve managed to fight him off until this point, but I’m sure since he leaves in the morning, he will be trying extra hard tonight to get me to cave. 
Smitty has kicked off a celebration to send the band off in style.  It looks like everyone has shown up to see the band one last time.  This place is packed.
Eaven and I went shopping for new outfits this week.  She wants to look exceptional tonight since she is sending her fiancé off for four weeks.  She is just recently engaged to Talon and they are perfect for each other.  I am so excited that she found someone who makes her happy and treats her right.  He just happens to look identical to the guy that I am fighting myself to not like.  Talon and Taron Walker are identical twins.  The story of the two sisters falling in love with twin bad boys is one that never comes true.
 
I look over and see Taron at the band’s reserved table talking to his twin.  My eyes shift to his broad shoulders and the dark, tight shirt that doesn’t leave much to the imagination.  I’ve been in his arms a few times and I know that his chest and stomach are sculpted and just as defined as the shirt makes it appear.  He has dark hair, almost black.  He wears it messy so that it looks like he just got out of bed.  The look really works for him.  I know that he does put effort into his hair because I have been stuck waiting on him to get ready.
He jumps up to pester his older brother Holden and I begin to appreciate the view of his ass in those jeans.  His jeans hang just right, just the way I love to see.  I’ve never let him know that I appreciate how he looks.  He would never let me live it down if I did.
Eaven leaves me to make her way to Talon.  I see Taron begin to search the room as soon as he sees her arrive.  He spots me and starts to look me up and down.  His eyes never leave me as he stalks across the room.
“Poison Ivy!  It is such a pleasure to see you out for the kill tonight.”  He takes his index finger and runs it down my chest and into the valley of my cleavage causing my shirt to lower.  He stops just before he exposes me.
“Do you want to lose that finger?”  I really want him to continue, but I would never tell him that.
“I would love for you to take my entire finger.”  He removes his digit from my chest and I know his meaning behind his reply.  He has never been shy about his sexual desire with me.
“In your dreams.”  I turn away from him to begin my walk to the table.  He stops me after only a few steps.  He grabs my hips and holds me against him.  I can feel him invading my space again.  He is consuming all of my senses.  He leans down to whisper in my ear.
“Yea that pretty much sums it up.” 
My body heats up as his breath blows past my ear.  The sensation sends a shiver through my body and heat straight to my core.  He holds me so close that I can feel how much he wants me as it presses into my backside.
“When are you going to quit playing hard to get?  You know we will be hot together.  You know you want what only I can give you.”  He begins to sway back and forth with the music.
I want what he is offering me so much.  I want to let go and ride the roller coaster that is Taron.  I know there will be ups and downs.  I just don’t know if I can hang on until the end and exit the ride safely.  I don’t know if he will break my heart.
Usually I don’t let myself get attached to a guy.  We have fun and then say our goodbyes.  Taron managed to work his way into my life in a way that we are so beyond a simple affair without strings.  I just don’t know if he is capable of what I want.
I want him.  All of him.  To myself.  No sharing.
 
“I don’t want to share,” I say through the lump in my throat.
“I don’t have any intentions of sharing you.”  He flips me around to face him.  He guides my arms over his shoulders and slowly drags his hands back down my arms, down my sides, and then around my waist.  He flattens both of his hands out on my butt cheeks and presses me further into him.  We continue to sway with the music.
I look into his eyes.  I can see desire.  I can see the same heat that I feel.  I decide to give in.  I pull him down to meet my lips.  He doesn’t waste any time joining my tongue.  I know he is a great kisser.  We have already established the hot chemistry between us once before.  He continues to press himself into me and the pressure makes me crave more of him.
“Spend the night with me.”  He is begging me through the tone of his voice.
I bow my head in thought and he kisses my forehead.  He uses his large hands to guide my head back up to look at him.  He closes his eyes as he nears me and begins to softly kiss my lips.  This gentle side of him is my undoing.
“My place isn’t as crowded.  I’m pretty sure you won’t want your brothers to hear what I have planned for you.”  I nibble on his bottom lip as I pull away from his lips.
“Fuuuuccckk Me.”  He has a huge smile on his face.
 
“I have to sing a few songs and then you are mine.”  He holds me tight until the rest of the band has taken the stage.  When Talon and Luke start to play, he finally releases me.  “Don’t go anywhere.  I want to watch you while I am on stage.”
I stay exactly where he leaves me.  I enjoy the songs so much more this time.  It seems like he is singing them directly to me.  His eyes are intense and he never really looks anywhere but at me.  The crowd is still going wild trying to get his attention.  Panties and bras are thrown up at him, but he never averts his attention away from me. 
I feel someone up against my back and I turn to see who is standing this close to me.  It’s Dylan.  His job relocated him a couple of months back.  We went out a couple of times, but we weren’t exclusive.
“Hey Dylan.”  I smile at him and place my hand on his arm stepping sideways just a little to give myself some room.
“Ivy.  How is my girl?”  The way he just said my girl irritates me.  He grips my arm very tightly and I yank it from his grip.  What the hell is his problem?  
“I am not anyone’s girl.” 
Aiden is next to me in a matter of seconds.  Aiden and I have been friends since we met.  In the beginning he wanted to be more than friends.  I think he finally realized that my feelings for Taron are much deeper than I let on and he backed off.  He started dating another girl, but we still talk daily.  We sometimes meet for dinner or drinks when he has time.  He is pure country.  He is pure country cowboy with a perfect gentleman demeanor. 
“Get your hands off of Ivy.”  Aiden is in Dylan’s face the instant he can be.
“You got a problem, cowboy?”  Dylan pushes Aiden back.
“Lay a hand on a girl and you are the one with a big problem.  It will be the last time you use your hands.”  Aiden is dead serious with his threat.  “Let’s take this outside.”  The cowboys surround Dylan.
Taron busts through the crowd that has surrounded us.  He slams into Dylan’s chest with the rage of a fighter.  His force slams Dylan to the ground.  Taron has his arm pressing into Dylan’s throat causing him to gasp for air.
“You touch her again, motherfucker, and I will personally make sure that you never live to see tomorrow.”  It takes four guys to pull Taron off of Dylan.  The cowboys escort Dylan out of the bar and Taron is outraged. 
“What the fuck!”  He begins to yell in anger. 
“Chill out brother.”  Talon attempts to calm his twin down. 
“What did he say to you?  Why is he grabbing you like that?  Why is cowboy saving the fucking day?”  He is full of questions that I don’t know the answer to.  
“He just grabbed my arm tightly and asked how his girl was doing.  I told him that I am not anyone’s girl and then Aiden was there.  Calm down, please.”  I’m starting to feel the stress of him being this angry.  My childhood was spent with different men beating on my mother every day.  They used to talk to her and look at her like he is talking to me right now.  I don’t think he would ever hit me, but his rage is causing old memories to surface that I am not ready to deal with right now.
“Aiden saves the motherfucking day.  Doesn’t he?”  He is angry with me.  Why is he so pissed at me?
“Aiden is just a friend.  What is your problem?”  I grab him by the collar of his t-shirt and pull his face to mine.  “Jealous much?” 
“No one should be touching you like that.”
“I agree and it has been handled.  Please don’t ruin tonight for us.”  I beg him as I hold him an inch from my face trying to get him to focus on me.  He finally calms down just as Smitty shows up to see what is going on.  I’m thankful that Smitty loves these guys.  I’m positive that all of our asses would have been tossed if they weren’t the band that fills this bar every time they schedule.        
“I’m done tonight.  The show is over.”  Taron begins to yell at everyone that is surrounding us.  The DJ starts to play some music and the crowd finally moves away. 
“I’m ready to break out of here.”  He looks frustrated as he looks at me over his shoulder.  He has a hold of my hand and our arms are extended between us since I haven’t moved.  I see Eaven looking at us with a smile on her face. 
I decide to walk in her direction and Taron follows staying attached to my hand.  “We’re going to head out.”  She knows what we’re leaving to do.  She knows me better than I know myself sometimes.  She leans over to hug me and manages to whisper in my ear so that Taron can’t hear. 
“Be careful my friend.”  Then she leans into a hug with him.  She whispers something in his ear that I can’t hear.
 

Taron

         
“Hurt her, and I will kill you.”  Eaven’s threat is heard loud and clear.  I have witnessed the bond that these two share, and I know they will always protect each other.  My future sister-in-law is a feisty survivor and I don’t plan to cross her.  She has proven that she will fight for those she loves.
 
It takes entirely too long to exit the club.  People are everywhere and every time I turn around some girl from one of my past hookups is lingering in my view waiting for the opportunity to ‘meet’ up with me.  I know Ivy can sense what these girls are after because she gets defensive before we get out the door.
“Jealous much?”  I decide the best way to approach this is to be playful and throw her words right back at her. 
“Um…. No.  Like I have always said, if you want ‘cock rot’ feel free to play the field, just don’t expect me to hang around.”  She is extremely sassy with that fucking mouth of hers.  It is what I love and hate so much about her equally.  She is a breath of fresh air compared to all of the groupies that I am flooded with constantly. 
I have been holding out for Ivy since we started spending so much time together after Eaven’s accident.  “There’s no ‘cock rot’ here.  My dick may fall off from lack of use lately, but I know that I’m clean.  I always wrap it and I get tested regularly.” 
I have to protect myself from the lot lizards of the concert scene.  They will agree with everything I say or want to do.  It’s like they are spineless females that expect me to give them a great fuck and then they know the drill.  They head out.  I may hit four girls in the same night if I start at the club. 
I haven’t had any interest in any of them lately.  Been there, fucked that. 
There is a sexy brunette that has had all of my attention.  I love a challenge.  She acts like she isn’t interested in me, but I know that if she has a taste, she will love it.  I can’t wait to see if that sassy mouth is just as feisty in the bedroom.  If it is, I may not be able to stand it. 
 
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Author BIO
Hilary Storm lives with her high school sweetheart and three children in Enid, Oklahoma. She
drives her husband crazy talking about book characters everyday like they are real people.
She graduated from Southwestern Oklahoma State University with an MBA in Accounting and
has a full time job as an accountant. Her passions include being a mom, writing, reading,
photography, music, mocha coffee, and spending time with friends and family. She is the
author of the Amazon Best Selling 'Rebel Walking' series. Book one: 'In a Heartbeat' was
released June 2013, Book two: 'Heaven Sent' was just released in September 2013.
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