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In the heat of the moment

Aussie romance

Because The First Time…

…wasn’t their time.

Who do I mean by ‘their’? Who is ‘they’?

Bethany, Addison, Rhys and Chloe, that’s who.

Who the hell are Bethany, Addison, Rhys and Chloe? I hear you mutter.

Bethany, Addison, Rhys and Chloe all made their first appearance in previous books of mine. To be more exact, Heart of Fame books (except for Addison, who first popped up in a Bandicoot Cove book, and as some of you may know, the Bandicoot Cove series was where the Heart of Fame series was born). So, what’s the deal with it now being ‘their’ time?

Bethany, Addison, Rhys and Chloe now get their own Happy Ever Afters!

The Heart of Fame: Stage Right series is a collection of four standalone novellas linked loosely to the heart of Fame books. You don’t have to have read the HoF books already to read the Stage Right books (But the Heart of Fame books are awesome so you should, okay?).

So if you’re in the mood for four fun, flirty, naughty romantic novella, all with HEAs and some seriously hot sexin’ than the Heart of Fame: Stage Right novellas are for you.

*** To celebrate their release on June 26th, the first book in the series, Compliance, is ON SALE FOR ONLY 99c – but only until release day, so don’t miss out! ***

Pre-order now by clickety-clicking on the titles (links) below. 

Compliance 

THE BILLIONAIRE NERD AND THE MILLIONAIRE JOCK HAVE JUST MET THEIR MATCH…AND SHE’S GOT ONE WILD PLAN FOR THEM BOTH.

A Single Knight

“DO YOU REALLY FEEL LIKE DRIVING ME UP THE FREEWAY FOR OVER TWO HOURS? JUST ON THE OFF CHANCE YOU CAN FLIRT ANOTHER KISS FROM ME?”

Balls Up

WHEN FAME FOLLOWS YOUR EVERY STEP, WHAT HAPPENS BEHIND CLOSED DOORS DOESN’T ALWAYS STAY THERE.

Lust’s Rhythm

“SHE IS DEATH ON TWO LONG, SUBLIME, SEXY LEGS. SHE IS SHATTERED DREAMS AND SINFUL DESIRES. SHE IS A CAREER DESTROYER. SHE IS UNOBTAINABLE. UNTOUCHABLE. HELL, I WANT HER.”

(NB: The Heart of Fame: Stage Right books were previously released a few years ago but have undergone a makeover and freshen up. Yay!!)

Timeless Wrath Excerpt (WARNING – It’s a naughty one)

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Lust

Of course, you know I’m going to give you a snippet from my upcomingEllora’s Cave release, don’t you? A reeeeal naughty one. (It’s also not officially edited, so any mistakes are mine, not my amzing EC editor’s, Okay? Oh, and I can’t show you the cover yet, but wait until you see it. Whrraww, talk about HOT!)

Timeless Wrath – Coming 10th Feb from Ellora’s Cave

The drive to Evron’s house was silent, unlawful and torturous. Neither he nor the stunning creature beside him spoke, perhaps still too rocked by the force of their meeting, perhaps too scared to break whatever mystical force had brought about its occurrence. The woman’s car—a bright red rental compact complete with yellow-and-black label still stuck to the dash—moved through the dark streets of Sydney at a speed way beyond the posted limit. If the cops nabbed them they’d both end up in jail. She for driving like a maniac, he for finger-fucking her as she drove.

His cock, longer and harder than it’d ever been, ached, scalding blood pumping through its length. If it weren’t for his jeans, it would be a pulsating poker pointing straight up. Christ, he was in agony.

And it felt wonderful.

He wiggled the three fingers of his right hand again, index seeking the sweetest spot within her sex. The woman’s sodden pussy contracted and a swift gasp slipped past her lips. Shifting back to fourth gear, she flung them around a corner into a dark, narrow alley and hit the brakes, screeching to a stop under a flickering street light.

She stared out the windscreen, hips rocking slowly back and forth. “I can’t wait.”

Her blunt proclamation sent a surge of heat straight to Evron’s cock and he moaned. “Neither can I.”

In the span of a heartbeat, her hands jerked at his belt and yanked down his fly. His straining cock sprung free, the cool breeze of the air-conditioner biting at its fevered flesh. Yet before he could shiver, full, soft lips wrapped around its throbbing length and ecstasy flooded through him.

“Oh, God Almighty.” The words were almost lost in his groan, a groan that grew raw when long, sure fingers slipped around his balls. Ramming his head back against the car’s headrest, Evron stared at the roof, blood roaring in his ears. The warm, wet cavity surrounding his cock slid up and down, teeth and tongue teasing the glans just below the head until he was on fire. “Goddamn it!” he rasped, teeth clenched. “If you don’t stop…”

Evron felt the woman smile.

And then her tongue curled around the base of his cock and licked at his balls.

It was too much. Utter bliss pervaded his body. Hot, squirming and alive. In spurts of jolting pleasure, he came. Eyes closed, heart pounding. “Holy fucking Christ!”

Still she didn’t stop. Her mouth worked at his pulsating shaft, sucking its length, teasing its head. He writhed in the seat, one hand fisted in her glorious, silken mane, the other thrusting harder against her wet, creamy sex. Slurping sounds filled the car’s cab, from her talented mouth and her sodden pussy.

Unbelievably, his spent cock began to stiffen. Barely minutes after erupting his balls were swollen, heavy and ready to burst again. God, how can she do this to me?

He didn’t know.

Fate.

The word whispered through his mind like pure light. Undeniable and serene. He pressed his palm to the exquisite curve of her spine. “Come up.” The words fell from his lips in a ragged breath. Hell, he didn’t believe it was possible to feel like this, as if he’d been turned into a being of concentrated pleasure. He wanted the woman responsible to experience that same rapture. “I want to…”

He didn’t need to finish. Blue eyes flashing, the woman lifted her head. For a brief moment her honey-blonde hair seemed to blaze with red fire, and then the illusion vanished. A small smile played at the corners of her mouth. “Do you have…?” She let the question dangle, the smile on her lips cheeky.

Without further provoking, knowing exactly what she was asking for, Evron dug his wallet from his back pocket and fumbled out a condom.

“Hmm, perfect.” She took the small foil square in one hand as she reached over his lap with the other, her hand slipping down beside his seat. “Let’s get more comfortable, shall we?” Her shoulder bunched and, with a sharp upward tug, she pulled on the release and dropped his seat flat.

Long legs straddled him before he had the chance to react, negotiating the handbrake and gear knob with ease. Gaze holding his, she brought the condom packet to her mouth and tore it open with her teeth, slipping the small circle of latex from its packaging. Wordlessly, she slid the slick sheath over his erection, his muscles coiling in anticipation as her fingers stroked his hard length. Despite being cramped in the confines of the car, she moved with a fluid grace that made his already straining cock twitch with eager interest and his breath grow more ragged. Goddamn, he was going to asphyxiate with raw lust and he didn’t even know who she was.

Doesn’t matter.

It did. A distant part of his brain—the rational part so often strangled by his rage—told him it did matter. He looked up at her, his pulse slamming against his neck, his hands automatically going to her hips.

Ask her name. Before she—

She positioned herself over his lap, stared him straight in the eye and impaled herself on his cock.

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Available 15th December

Chilled to the bone, weary, dry-eyed and craving a beer more than ever, Jack McKenzie knocked on his cousin’s door.
The flight from mid-summer, sweat-sucked-from-your-pores Sydney, to mid-winter, freezing-your-arse-off-in-a-bloody-snowstorm Texas, had been long and grueling. Not only had he been stuck between two rather large men of dubious personal hygiene for the entire fourteen-hour trip, he’d had to endure a screening of No Broken Hearts Allowed, the latest cringe-inducing rom-com to come out of Hollywood, and the very film during which Tiffany chose to tell him, forty minutes after opening credits, she was dumping him for her fifty-two-year-old boss.
To add insult to injury, the airline carrier had lost his luggage carrying his only jacket capable of withstanding the bitterly cold weather $and the only Christmas present he’d brought with him to unwrap on the big day — the small flat package from his mum he suspected were season sideline tickets to the Sydney Swans. Expensive. Irreplaceable. Completely eBayable.
Suffice to say, Jack wasn’t in a good mood. He hoped to God Bruce had a Tooheys. His cousin had been living in the US for a few years now. Maybe he’d crossed to the dark side and had his fridge stocked with Bud, or Miller, or, or… okay, he couldn’t think of any other American beer at the moment. All he could think about was a Tooheys, a shower, maybe some Vegemite on toast and a soft, clean bed, even if the bed was Bruce’s sofa.
He looked at the closed door before him, absentmindedly tracing the large, silver 7C screwed into the burgundy painted wood just above the peephole while he waited for Bruce to answer his knock.
Serendipity Estates. Weird name for an apartment complex. What was his cousin — an ex-sheep shearer and more “blokey” than any other male Jack knew — doing living in an upmarket, trendy looking city apartment complex?
The door swung open and a tall, willowy redhead regarded him with laughing gray eyes. A tall, willowy redhead with laughing gray eyes, long, long legs encased in worn black denim, and the fullest, softest lips Jack had ever seen. “Yes?”
He frowned, even as his body said Heeello. The redhead wasn’t Bruce. Bruce had never looked this good. “Um.” He bit back a muttered curse. Bloody brilliant conversation starter that is, Jack.
The redhead smiled, interest flickering in her smoky eyes. She tilted her head to the side a little and placed her hand against the doorjamb, unwittingly drawing Jack’s attention to the small, round perfection of her breasts snugged behind a pure white T-shirt. “Can I help you?”
“Um,” Jack began, and again mentally cringed at his inarticulate clumsiness. What was going on with him? Jet lag? Or had Tiffany sucked from him his ability to talk to a beautiful woman? She didn’t want him anymore, but she sure as hell didn’t want him to find anyone else? Okay, now you’re being paranoid.
He gave the redhead a slightly puzzled smile. “Is Bruce home?”
One finely arched auburn eyebrow cocked. “Bruce?”
Jack hitched his backpack higher onto his shoulder, trying not to shiver. The hallway was chilly, the snowstorm outside permeating Serendipity Estate’s internal structure, and his only jacket was most likely somewhere between Australia and Who-Knows-Where. “Bruce McKenzie.” He paused, waiting for the entirely too gorgeous woman to acknowledge his cousin’s name.
She didn’t.
“The bloke that lives here.” The statement sounded like a question, and Jack’s gut began to tighten. Why did this feel wrong?
“There’s no Bruce McKenzie here,” the woman replied, the sides of her mouth playing with a grin.
Jack studied her, looking for some sign she was pulling his leg. He’d just flown halfway around the planet. His girlfriend of six years had dumped him for her boss two days ago. It was nine p.m., Christmas Eve. He wanted a beer, some hot toast, an even hotter shower and a bed. Not necessarily in that order. He raked his right hand through his hair, realizing he was messing it up even more but not caring. Christ. Where the bloody hell was his cousin?
He dug into his back pocket and pulled out a small scrap of paper, unfolding it to read the address scrawled on it in Bruce’s normal black print.
Apartment 7C,
Serendipity Estates,
155 Cherry Lane,
Charlie, Texas, USA.
Jack shot the door another look. The silver 7 and the silver C hadn’t changed. This was the right address. So where was Bruce?
“Can I help you?”
The husky murmur lifted Jack’s attention from his cousin’s less than flowery penmanship to the woman still standing in the door of apartment 7C. She was studying him with an unreadable expression. “You’re Australian, yes?”
Jack nodded. “Yes. And so’s my cousin who told me he lived here.” He shoved the small slip of paper back into his pocket. “Do you know of any Bruce McKenzie living around here? Maybe he just wrote the apartment number wrong.”
The woman shook her head, her long auburn hair tumbling over her straight shoulders in a glossy cascade that made Jack’s stomach and groin grow tight. “I don’t, I’m afraid. I’ve lived in Serendipity Estates since they were built. Trust me, your cousin has never lived in 7C.”
Jack suppressed a sigh. “Damn it.”
No luggage, no jacket and now no cousin. Which meant no shower, no toast, no beer and no bed. All with a bloody snowstorm cold enough to freeze the tits off a bull wrecking havoc outside. When he found Bruce, $if he found Bruce, he was going to kill him. That was, if he didn’t freeze to death in the interim trying to hail a taxi. What a fantastic Christmas this was going to be.
Jack hitched his backpack further up his shoulder and gave the woman — damn, she was gorgeous — a wry, lopsided smile. “Well, I’m sorry to be a nuisance.” He took a step away from the door. “Have a nice –”
“Do you want to come in?”
The question stopped Jack dead in his tracks.

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