Tuesday, April 25, 2017

New Release ~ Sex Cyborgs and Champagne

It's release day!! I am so happy to share with you, Sex, Cyborgs and Champagne!!

This is a fun, flirty little story set in space, on the planet Vega.

I hope you all enjoy it.


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Conner Mann is on a mission. For his tenth anniversary, he wants to give his wife, Flora, a present she’ll never forget. When he sees an ad for Vega Space Vacations, he knows exactly what to do.

Flora Mann, grew up in a strict home with conservative parents. Expressing her sexual desires never came easy to her due to her prim upbringing, and because of it, she’d never been able to tell her husband what she wants most—a threesome.

Vincent Carver is the man with the plan.

Unit L-2817 or Lincoln to his friends, is ready to experience life through human eyes. As a reformed government mercenary, he’s free to finally experience everything others take for granted—including creating emotional connections. He isn’t sure what love is, but the instant attraction he feels between Conner and Flora, can’t be denied.

Their emotions run high as they contemplate their next moves. Can a cyborg assimilate to their hectic routine? Conner, Flora and Lincoln, are willing to find out. But, what if all they are left with are distant memories?


Flora and Conner joined the others going to the falls for the day. The expedition would be on foot. Nothing like a little adventure to get the blood pumping, as Conner would say. She, however, had her doubts. A small peak stood out in relief from the palm fronds, elephant ear leaves, and all different types of foliage. Birds called out across the vast expanse and were answered in kind.
“The Tipi-Tipi volcano erupts once every seventy-five years,” the guide, Ka’eo, stated as they hiked toward the jungle foliage.
“When did it last explode?” A woman across from them paused, almost hesitant to enter the trail.
Ka’eo chuckled. “Twenty years ago, so we have plenty of time.” He waved them forward. “Instead of depleting the ground nutrients, the ash settles and mixes with nitrate-rich soil, making everything grow lush and plentiful. However, there are downsides. When we get closer to the hot springs and fresh water pools, please stay away from the chained-off areas; the pools there are filled with sulfuric acid, and you will die if you go in one.”
“No pretense with him, huh?” A man a least three or four inches taller than Conner stepped beside her. His unusual grey eyes and friendly smile drew Flora in, followed by a sense of safety and tiny bit of fear.
“I suppose not.” She rubbed her arm, unsure about what she experienced with this man. His short brown hair reminded her of all those military men she’d seen as a child, yet nothing else about him screamed Armed Forces.
“My name is Lincoln.” He held his hand out to her.
“Flora,” she replied, accepting his introduction. When their skin touched, she swore she felt electricity race through her body. She glanced up at him, squinting as the bright sunlight obscured her vision, causing orange and yellow halos to surround Lincoln.
“It’s good to meet you.”
“Conner,” her husband said, coming up beside her. “It’s good to meet you, too, Lincoln. Are you here on your own?”
He nodded. “Yes. I thought I might be a part of this little…adventure.”
She glanced over at Conner, who appeared to size up their new companion. “You’re welcome to join us.” She didn’t know why she said it, but it was as if her mouth had a mind of its own.
“No need in you being alone,” Conner added.
“If both of you don’t mind?”
“No, we don’t mind,” she replied. “We’re all here to have fun, after all.” She tried to disguise her nervousness with a small laugh. Instead, it came out as a breathy giggle, and she cleared her throat. “Well, we don’t want to be left behind. We should catch up.”

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Saturday, April 8, 2017

Contraband ~ Sneak Peek


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Waking up in the middle of nowhere, isn’t such a bad thing when you’re a hot blonde with a nice rack. What sucks, is waking up with no memory of how you got there.

The only thing I know is my name, Paislee Olsen.
Stuck with a crew of four men, a building full of illegal, but enjoyable contraband; I’m down for whatever my job is supposed to be.
However, my desires for all four men is getting harder to control every day, and unfortunately, playing with them might be out of my hands. The owner of the illegal cargo is demanding it and a ransom payment for a member of our team. If we don’t give into their ultimatum?
I always wanted to go down in a blaze of glory. If I’m going to die, why can’t I have a little fun in the meantime?


Fear rocked her. The realization Jett could be used for bait, shattered her. “No. You’re wrong. Why? Why would they do that to us? We supply everyone.”
He took another step forward, and held his hand out to her. Seff moved from his position in front of her. She stared at Hauser for a moment before taking his hand to stand. Their bodies brushed one another, and sparks of electricity skittered across her skin. “If you want the coveted spot, why wouldn’t you go after the best first. Throw your weight around.”
This close to Hauser, she could smell his spicy aftershave and the wild hint of his wolf. The one that drew her to the men of their little pack. “Hauser what are you doing?” she whispered, darting her gaze toward Aryn.
“Nothing why?” He nuzzled her cheek. “I’m checking you for a spell.”
“By rubbing your nose on my cheek?” She winced when he touched a particularly sore spot.
“Shh,” he admonished. “Each spell has a smell. Don’t move.”
She swallowed hard. This close to him, she shook. Paislee fisted her hands at her side, so not to touch him. No way she’d break her rules of engagement. However, when he buried his face in her neck, she went weak in the knees.
Oh God, he means to kill me.
His rough chuckle did nothing to steady her. “She’s been hexed. I can smell it on her.”
Well, lucky me.
Paislee tried to think of everything that happened after her little incident with Hauser. Still the blank void persisted along with the ungodly ache at her temples. She rubbed the spot with the tips of her fingers, trying to calm the agony beating there. Perhaps she’d been foolish not to want to remember who she was or how she came to be with these men, still some things were better left sealed in a tight container for all eternity … including her memories.
Yet, no matter how much she tried to focus on something else, her thoughts circled back to the night of the mission. It had been simple. Jett and she were going to meet Hans. The man had a wicked paranoia streak. He didn’t trust many, and those he did trust were kept at arm’s length. The man claimed he liked Paislee, so, they agreed she’d go and Jett would back her up. Though they were selling their supply for a paltry sum, according to Ewan, it would save their lives in the long run.
A war was coming.
Over the years, their alpha’s attitude had changed. He’d grown more irritated. Unhinged. Ewan had to do this. Hans could use the weaponry for the fight, and Ewan could take the money to hide their pack. She encouraged his ideas. They’d been the most compatible of all of them. Ewan was easy on the eyes and intelligent.
However, it didn’t stop the two of them from going toe to toe. Paislee repeatedly told Ewan to use his cache to fight beside Hans. He replied with a simple lift of his shoulder. No, he made a better peacemaker than a fighter. Hauser and Seff, on the other hand, were raring for a fight. Both men wanted to inflict as much damage as possible to those who would destroy their world. Which confused Paislee in the beginning.
Humans and paranormals weren’t on the best of terms, yet they’d taken her in as though she were one of them. They trusted her … or did trust her, until today. She closed her eyes as she dried her face. What the hell happened, and why had Jett told her to run? Think, girl, think. Figure it out.
Only, it hurt to do so. As she closed in on her memories, the pain became unbearable, and she whimpered, grabbing onto the counter to keep herself steady. Obviously, pushing only made things worse. Once she dressed and made herself look somewhat presentable, she headed for the kitchen to grab that cup of coffee she desperately needed.
The men were huddled around the gear sitting in the middle of the floor. The idea of it being there pissed her off more than the amnesia. They had protocol for this shit. No munitions boxes were allowed on the living grounds. All of it stayed in their warehouse across town. It protected them from human search warrants and questions from their alpha. Yet, she willy-nillied the shit to their home like an asshole, high on life.
She growled. Then cursed herself for being a freaking idiot.
“Guess coffee won’t fix your mood either,” Aryn remarked.
“Nope, so won’t.” She turned to face him and bumped into the wall of his chest. “Damn it.”
“And you did it all without spilling a drop.” He grabbed the cup from her while gracing her with one of his panty melting smiles. Even after five years of being with them, she wished she could remember how she got there or why.
“Lucky for you.” She tried to step away from him, but he tightened his hold. “When are you going to give me a chance?”
When hell freezes over? “You have to stop with this nonsense. It’s indecent.”
He nuzzled her neck. “But you’re fucking Ewan and Seff on the regular. You’re leaving Hauser, Jett and I with blue balls.”
Well, wasn’t that a shame? “I can’t. I don’t know what I’m supposed to…” She sighed. “How can you or Hauser, who hates me by the way, or even Jett want me after I’ve had sex with Seff and Ewan?”
He brushed his hips against her lower belly. “It’s kind of hard not to.”
She bit her lip to not laugh at his pun. “Yes, I can see it is.”
Aryn chuckled. “Hauser likes you. He’s worried is all.”
“About Jett.”
“Yes, among other things. He’s got a lot on his plate, and he fears letting anyone down. Give him a chance, okay?” He grazed his lips across her temple, which sent it to pounding again.
“Son of a bitch,” she hissed. “I swear when I figure out who did this and what they want from me, I will return the favor in kind.”

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Monday, April 3, 2017

Fiery 10-16 is here! Please welcome Lea Bronsen

Hi, and thank you for hosting my new dark romantic suspense!
Fiery 10-16 is a scorching firefighter story of desire, abuse, and bravery.
  Runo Wiggins is a scarred man, the wounds etched into his psyche deeper than those on his skin. But he loves his job: fighting fires helps reenact his survival of a house fire as a teen, one that killed his mother and brutal stepfather. Dawn Caravello is married to a psychotic drunk. She can take his beatings as long as he doesn't touch their children, and she'll do anything to put food on the table, even if it means stealing from the town hero. When Runo meets the fiery Dawn, sparks fly. But he suspects she is victim of the same abuse as his mother was. As day turns to night, the past and the present blend in an exhausting, nerve-wrecking chase to prevent another death.  


Dawn's eyes shimmered with a mix of stubborn pride and extreme sadness. They seemed to be made of molten brown stone. Runo had never seen eyes like these. So vibrant, saying so many things. They revealed her life, her endurance, her dreams, her combats, her despair. And she was still so young. While he stared, she leaned forward and kissed him, an act a whole lot more intimate than he was comfortable with. A short, hard peck, a statement. Not the tender gesture a kiss was supposed to be, but one telling him her gratitude as well as her dignity. She thanked him, but was going to go back to her life and continue fighting. He stood shocked, his entire body rigid, didn’t know what to do. She, such a small woman thing a whole head shorter, shook him, a giant of muscle and stupid testosterones inside a hard shell. He would definitely take care of Dawn and her kids. Any way possible. Alert the authorities and make sure they got the protection they desperately needed. She stepped backward, her features softening, and turned on her heel. Not so fast. He cleared his throat and called, lifting a weak hand. “Hey, wait!” His heart hammered in his chest, blood pulsed in his ears. She turned. “What?” “Promise to be good. Promise it’s the last time you do it.” “Do what?” Her eyes gleamed with humor. “Kiss you?” In the midst of this emotional turmoil, she found the strength to tease. “Steal.” And lie. She pursed her lips, looking like a disappointed little girl. Maybe she still was a child inside. A child taking care of children. A child beaten savagely. He swallowed. “Promise.” After several long seconds, she nodded. But her gaze told a different truth. Liar.  


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I like my reads hot, fast, and edgy, and strive to give my own stories the same intensity. After venturing into dirty inner-city crime drama with my debut novel Wild Hearted, I divide my writing time between psychological thriller, romantic suspense, and erotic dark/contemporary romance.
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