Saturday, March 14, 2020

Mixing business with pleasure has never been so complicated. Neighbors with the Single Dad is LIVE!

Title: Neighbors with the Single Dad
Series: The Single Dads of Seattle
Author: Whitley Cox
Genre: Contemporary Single Dad Romance
Release Date: March 14, 2020

Mixing business with pleasure has never been more complicated.


Welcome to Seattle, the Emerald City and home to The Single Dads of Seattle. Ten sexy single fathers who play poker every Saturday night, have each other's backs, love their children without quarter, and hope to one day find love again.
This is Scott's story ...
Single Dad of Seattle, Scott Dixon wasn't looking for love when he tagged along to a bachelor party one night. And he certainly wasn't looking for a one-night-stand with an intriguing redhead with moss-green eyes and a killer smile. But that's exactly what he got. Only, when she vanishes the next morning without a trace, Scott's heart is broken and his ego a little bruised. What's a guy to do?
Recently divorced, single mom, Eva Marchand just needs to start over. Her ex-husband was a monster who ruled her life with a fist of fury making her fear for her life and her sons'. She's moving on, and moving into a new neighborhood. She never expected the new neighbor who came to say hello to be her incredible, unforgettable one-night-stand from last month though. Not that she's complaining.
Things between Eva and Scott immediately begin to heat up again--and as a bonus, their kids get along great. The two are determined to look at their new proximity as divine intervention from the fates--that is until Scott's new VIP client at work turns out to be none other than Eva's evil ex, and he is hell-bent on making things difficult for everyone.
Can Scott and Eva find a way to stay together without Scott losing his job or Eva and her sons falling into danger, or will Eva being Neighbors with the Single Dad be an intervention they both wish the fates had stayed out of?
**Note: This book can be read as a standalone. It includes lots of steamy scenes, cursing, and of course as with all my books, this has an HEA and no cliffhanger or cheating. If you like single dads who take charge, this book is for you.

“So, when am I going to get to take you out on a proper date?” he asked, not bothering to turn back around. He stepped to the side and opening up a cupboard to grab some bowls. “I meant what I said before. If you want this to be casual and meaningless, I can do that. But something tells me you’re not really into that.” He tossed another look over his shoulder at her, pinning her with a heated gaze, and for some reason, the slight crook to his nose made him look dangerously handsome at the moment. “At least not for the long term,” he finished. “You want more.”
Gulp.
“And I would like to be more.” He began scooping the mac and cheese into the bowls. “I would like to be a lot more. Do a lot more—with you.” With two filled bowls, he turned around and made his way toward the kitchen table, but before he got there, he stopped just behind her. “Do you want more, Eva?” His warm breath against her neck had her fighting the urge to shiver. But she couldn’t shiver. A reaction like that would only feed into his game. She wanted to make him work for it. 
Whatever it was. 
“Hmm, Eva. Just Eva. Do you want more?”
Hell, yes, she wanted more. She wanted all of it. 
She gulped again. 
“I want more, Scott,” she whispered, not ready to turn around. 
She didn’t have to see him to know he was smiling. Warm lips landed on her neck, and she lost the battle with her urges and allowed her eyes to flutter shut. 
“We’ll start slow,” he murmured, peppering more kisses along the back of her shoulders to the other side of her neck. “First, tell me your last name, your favorite color, and one secret about yourself hardly anyone else knows. Then we’ll decide how much more we can handle.”
“Marchand,” she breathed. “Eva Danielle Marchand. I went back to my maiden name.”
“Eva Marchand. Very French.” His tongue danced just below her ear. “I like it.”
“Green. Like the trees and the grass and all the plants. It’s the color of Earth, of life, of all things new.”
“And the color of your amazing eyes.”
The warmth of him behind her had her entire body blushing. Need pooled in her belly, and a rush of wetness coated her panties. She was practically breathless, yet she hadn’t moved an inch.
A Canadian West Coast baby born and raised, Whitley is married to her high school sweetheart, and together they have two beautiful daughters and a fluffy dog. She spends her days making food that gets thrown on the floor, vacuuming Cheerios out from under the couch and making sure that the dog food doesn't end up in the air conditioner. But when nap time comes, and it's not quite wine o'clock, Whitley sits down, avoids the pile of laundry on the couch, and writes.
A lover of all things decadent; wine, cheese, chocolate and spicy erotic romance, Whitley brings the humorous side of sex, the ridiculous side of relationships and the suspense of everyday life into her stories. With single dads, firefighters, Navy SEALs, mommy wars, body issues, threesomes, bondage and role-playing, these books have everything we need to satisfy the curious kink in all of us.
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Wednesday, February 12, 2020

Hope's Journey #Triadlove #ParanormalRomance

Book One



Blurb:

Was it love if it broke the rules? Hope was brought up to believe that love looked a certain way. It acted a certain way, hell it even smelled a certain way. So why didn’t she want the mother approved love she saw on her television screen? Her heart longed for something that she knew the world around her would not accept.

Seth was exiled to this planet for being something he couldn’t change. His option had been the right according to his family. All he had to do was die as he renounced the sin that was buried in his blood and marrow. That would allow others like him both male and female to renounce their wicked ways and to die with the blessing of the great one on them. He chose to keep living.

Logan had a choice, but to him, it was a non-choice. He could renounce Seth and all that he stood for or he could go through the turmoil of living life on the run until he was exiled along with Seth. He chose a life on the run fighting for what was right.

Three people one fatal meeting that will change not only their lives but the shape of the world they live in.

The world will tell you to be content as it steals your joy from you one breath at a time. This is the journey of Hope, Seth, and Logan as they travel to find a different kind of love.

This book is for people who are 18 and older. It is an adult book that features a triad union. It is mmf and mfm. Why? Because people in love touch.



Chapter One:


“Report.” Logan was sitting on the couch with Seth lying beside him, feet in his lap. They looked like the perfect couple, but they weren’t. Their penthouse held five other couples that looked perfect on the outside but were hemorrhaging on the inside.
Maverick gave his report without glancing at his notes. Their company was doing well, not that they doubted it or needed it. Independently they could live several lifetimes without thinking of money. Together they could buy and sell the earth and a few other planets.
“This is our life now,” Seth threw his hands wide to indicate the floor to ceiling windows.
It could be worse. It had been worse for them. “Seth, my love, what would you have us do? You’re a fierce warrior we all are, but the twelve of us aren’t enough to fight that battle.”
“I know, there are days I feel like we gave up.”
They led the fight for independence on their planet. What they quickly learned was there can be no independence if the people weren’t ready to stand up for themselves.
“It will be thousands of years before anyone else is born who looks like us,” Morgan told him. “We are too few and too far apart.”
Seth sighed. “I know you’re right, but it’s not fair.”
“Look around you Seth, life’s not fair.” Brice spread his hands indicating the same windows.
“At least here we have a chance,” Dax, Brice’s partner told them.
“You think so? These humans have no more leniency towards something they don’t understand than our people did. Besides, we don’t fit in with any of their letters.”
“We don’t have to. They at least have a subsection that understands it’s wrong to hate based solely on the fact that the other person doesn’t look or act like you,” Tate, Maverick’s partner told him.
“You’re right. You’re all right, today just isn’t my day,” Seth told them. They all nodded in agreement. They had been exiled to this ball of nothingness for more years than any of them wanted to remember. At least they were still alive.
“Logan and Seth either feed us or let us go home,” Dax told them. Everyone groaned, but they agreed it was time to eat. Their business was done for the day and remembering the past wasn’t going to help, an exile was an exile.

***

“Wake up sleepy, you said you wanted to go for a run today.” Logan ran his hand through Seth’s hair. It never failed to amaze him how beautiful it was. His black hair sat on his shoulders with rose highlights. All-natural, although they never told anyone that asked.
“I’d rather be kissed by you.”
Logan leaned over pressing his chest to his partner's chest, sad that he couldn’t call him his mate. At least they had this. He took Seth’s mouth in a deep kiss, winding his tongue around his like a serpent.
“So good, how could I live without this?” Seth breathed out as Logan began to make his way down his chest to his nipples. The first touch made his cock hard and needy. “Please Logan.”
Logan teased him allowing his fingers to play with his other nipple as Seth writhed under his body. There was something about seeing Seth give himself fully in pleasure that made Logan crave all they couldn’t do. He switched nipples and Seth’s whimpers were music to his ears. His partner, best friend, the person who nursed him back to health when needed. He would give him the fantasy if only he could.
“Stop, I can hear you thinking. All you have to do is love me.”
Logan kissed his body, licking, and nipping along the way. Seth was hard with a layer of softness that covered his muscle. There was nothing like feeling both at the same time. He stopped at his abs to pay special attention to them before going on.
When he reached his cock, he stroked it with his tongue and then his finger. This is what all the fuss was about. How could what he did in the privacy of his bedroom that caused no one pain or shame be the subject of so many mouths?
“Hand or mouth?” Neither would ever use the other in a way they felt was natural between males. They both had been raped too many times to talk about it.
He opened wide taking Seth’s cock to the root. It was thick and long. but his people had no problem swallowing one whole. He sucked and worked his throat until Seth was begging for release under him. Seth’s hands found his hair tugging. Taking pity on his partner he stroked the sensitive area between his balls at the base of his dick. Seth came with a scream that was probably heard in all the other penthouses unless they were too busy pleasing their partners.
“Logan that never gets old.” Seth laid on the bed like he ran a marathon.
“It doesn’t, but I think you’re getting old. You used to have more energy.”
“Crawl over here and I’ll show you energy.”
“Nope, you begged me not to let you miss your run today.”
“I hate when I get obsessive about things.”
“That obsession has saved our lives more than once. Go run, it’s probably nothing, just another person speculating on why our group is so weird. If it’s a rumor we need to kill, having a heads up would be nice. If it’s a human, it’ll give us time to plan the hunt.”
“I’m going, I need a shower, the urge hasn’t hit yet.” He rolled out the bed. Logan laughed as he took a minute to make sure his legs were steady before walking to the bathroom.
“Laugh it up Logan your turn is coming.”
Logan applied pressure to his cock, it was ready to go now. If he didn’t Seth would miss his run. If Logan had learned anything it was to listen when Seth said I have a feeling.
There was a knock at the door. He slid on a pair of boxers and went to answer it.
“Has Seth gone on his run yet?” Maverick was standing there with Tate at his side.
“It’s Sunday,” Logan stepped away from the door. “I thought you’d be sleeping in.” Which of course was code for having sex.
“We can sleep in whenever; Tate says whatever is going to happen on this run will change our lives.”
“I didn’t want to hear that, whatever you do don’t tell Seth. No need to put pressure on him.”
“Who’s putting pressure on who? Hello, Maverick and Tate, what got you out of bed so early?”
“I was determined to see you in a towel. Those legs sweetie.”
Seth rolled his eyes at Tate’s antics. The only person Tate was interested in was Maverick.  “Right, since no one is going to tell me what is going on, as usual, I’m going to get dressed.”
“What if the human’s found out about us?”
“You’re borrowing trouble Tate,” Logan told him. They didn’t need that.
There was another knock at the door. “It’s open,” Logan called out.
Standing there was the rest of their squad. “Come in, don’t stand in the hallway.” Not that it mattered they owned the building, and they were the only residents that lived there.
“It’s that serious?” Maverick asked as the others took a seat.
“Yeah,” Ender said. “Uri can’t sit still he keeps saying revelation.”
“It’s something that we’ve been waiting for. I know what I want it to be, but we’ve thought that was going to happen before. Right now, I’m scared it’s a death contract.” Uri jumped up to start pacing until Ender pulled him down onto his lap.
“Then we’ll fight as we’ve fought in the past,” Logan told them.
“There is no need to put a contract out on us. We’re so many light-years away it’s not even laughable,” Morgan said stroking Gray’s back.
 “They’re assholes and we all know it,” Seth said coming into the living room. “Stop worrying all of you. First, it’s a Sunday. What can happen on this day? It’s the day the humans go to church and play nice with each other. I’ll probably run into another couple like us that needs to be taken in or some poor human that’s been kicked out of their family. They’re all over this planet and we’ve helped more than one.”
“Seth’s probably right we’re worrying for no reason,” Gray said. “I for one could use some one on one time with my partner. You coming, Morgan?”
“I’m following that sweet ass wherever it leads.”
“And that’s why I keep him.” They walked out telling everyone farewell until later.
“The rest of you get out. I need to snuggle until it’s time to run. I’m getting too old for this,” Seth pointed toward the door.
“You haven’t reached a thousand yet, I don’t want to hear that,” Knox pushed against his arm before leaving with Jasper. The rest leaving them alone.
“Tell me you didn’t listen,” Logan said as Seth sat on his lap.
“I didn’t, I learned from the last time. Logan, I am worried.”
“Don’t worry. Maybe we will adopt a child.”
“Absolutely not. If we can’t bring them into our bond, I won’t do it. I can’t watch them grow up and die.”
“Maybe we’ll have a child.” Seth rolled his eyes at that.
“Have you been sleeping around on me?”
Logan snorted, “like that would happen.”
“Then neither of them is the reason for my unease.” They sat in silence for a while.
Logan put him down and went to get him a bottle of water to drink as well as a bottle to hang off Seth’s shorts.
“Drink, you’re not as young as you used to be.” They were still considered young on their planet, but that civilization had been left behind years ago.
Seth drank as the first stirring hit his system. “I’m going to go. I want to be in the right place when the desire hits.”
“You sure I can’t come?”
“No, I need to do this alone.”
“Wearing that shirt?”
“Yep, don’t you love it?”
“I do. Call me if there is any trouble.
 “You’re on speed dial.” Seth gave him a kiss before leaving their penthouse. All he knew was that he needed to be in the park. It was where he spent several days of the week running. Finding the park was easy finding out where he was supposed to be was harder. It hit him in the gut like fire when he found the right place. He sat on a bench that was close to a trail that circled through the park several times. If he ran it all, it would be a 5K jog. He sat waiting for the right time to start.
Standing he went through a series of stretches until his muscles were nice and loose. When that feeling he couldn’t deny hit him he took off in a jog. It was time to find out what all the fuss was about.





Wednesday, February 5, 2020

Be my Valentine! Love is in the air, and we love our readers. #enter to #win a #Amazon GC.




With Valentine’s Day fast approaching, romance is in the air! I’ve teamed up with four amazing authors to bring you the chance to win a $50 dollar Amazon gift card! 


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    Friday, January 31, 2020

    🔥Hot, hot, hot!If you haven’t read Quick & Dirty, you can enter to win it on BookSweeps today —plus 15 exciting Erotic Romances from a great collection of authors AND a brand new eReader :D


    Today, I have a fun surprise to share with you...

    I’ve teamed up with 15 fantastic authors to give away a huge collection of Erotic Romances to 2 lucky winners! Oh, and did I mention the Grand Prize winner gets a BRAND NEW eReader? 🔥You can  win  my  novel Quick & Dirty,  plus  books  from  authors  like Lorelei  James  and Amanda McKinney. Enter the giveaway by clicking 

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    Saturday, January 18, 2020

    Valentine's Day has come early with this sexy, tattooed single dad. #newrelease #singledadromance #holidayromance

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    Title: Valentine's with the Single Dad
    Series: Single Dad's of Seattle Book 7
    Author: Whitley Cox
    Genre: Steamy, Contemporary Romance; Rom-Com; Single Dad; Holiday
    Release Date: February 18, 2020
    When a business arrangement takes a personal turn ...
    Welcome to Seattle, the Emerald City and home to The Single Dads of Seattle. Ten sexy single fathers who play poker every Saturday night, have each other's backs, love their children without quarter, and hope to one day find love again.
    This is Mason's story ...
    Single Dad of Seattle Mason Whitfield made some big changes in his life five years ago, starting with quitting his Fortune 500 job and moving away. Now he’s back in Seattle, he bought a bar and is finally a father—life is good. But when a beautiful mystery woman keeps coming to his bar interviewing men night after night, Mason’s curiosity is piqued and he just has to know more.
    Five years ago, cancer nearly killed Lowenna Chambers. Then her husband left her—for her sister. Now in remission, she just opened up her own chocolate shop and is determined to live the best life possible. Until she’s asked to do the impossible: design an enormous chocolate center piece and give a speech for her sister and ex-husband’s wedding, on Valentine’s day of all days. A perfect opportunity to show them she’s moved on. But first, she needs a date. A drool-worthy hunk who will steal the show. Cue, Mason who is tall, dark, dangerous and with two sleeves of tattoos to boot.
    But as the wedding approaches it’s no longer a simple business arrangement between Mason and Lowenna. She likes him and he wants her, but love is never that simple and a future together begins to look unattainable.
    Can Lowenna get over her pain and heartache and spend Valentine’s with the single dad, or will she let yesterday haunt her today, ruining any chance of a beautiful tomorrow?
    **Note: This book can be read as a standalone. It includes lots of steamy scenes, cursing, and of course as with all my books, this has an HEA and no cliffhanger or cheating. If you like single dads who take charge, this book is for you.

    He handed her the water bottle, and she took a sip, pulling her dress down over her knees and tucking her breasts back into the top of her dress at the same time. Even though he told her she wasn’t allowed to be shy, she was having a hard time looking at him. 
    She located her G-string, but it was too far away on the floor, and for some reason she didn’t think he’d be too pleased with her if she stood up and retrieved it. So instead, she simply sat there, staring at her knitted hands, her stomach churning, her pulse thundering in her ears and her thighs slick. 
    “Lowenna.” His deep, calm voice drew her to look at him. How could she not? His gaze was kind but avid, almost concerned. Heat still flickered behind the intense blue, but there was also a wariness there now too. “You okay?”
    She nodded for what she felt like was the millionth time. “Yeah.” She exhaled. “I’m more than okay.”
    That earned her a big smile. 
    “Good. Me too.” He reached over and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, his hand lingering and then cupping her cheek, his pinky finger resting along her neck, undoubtedly feeling her rapid pulse. “I’ve wanted this for so long, Lowenna. Wanted you. Since the moment you came into my bar and sat there with your little notebook and pen, interviewing man after man … ” He shook his head and huffed a laugh, glancing down at his lap. “Even if you weren’t interviewing gigolos or, I dunno … if you were a madam of some kind, I wanted you. Wanted to get to know you, everything about you.” 
    She blew out a breath and leaned into his hand, closing her eyes. “Mason … I … ” She blinked rapidly a few times as she took a moment to process everything he’d just said. When she lifted her head to his meet his gaze once again, the look that greeted her was no longer worrisome or wary. It was intense and heated, and it made her entire body tremble instantly. 
    He ran his free hand through his hair, exhaling another shaky laugh. “Hell, I didn’t even know you yet, had the opportunity to kiss half a dozen women on New Year’s Eve, and I didn’t, because all I could think about was you. I’m falling for you.” His lips twisted. “Or maybe I’ve already fallen, I don’t know. But I don’t want this to be a business arrangement anymore. I want us to be real. I want us to be together. I don’t want to just give you the boyfriend experience, I want to be your boyfriend.”
    Holy shit. 
    Desire … and something else rolled through her in big, lazy waves, touching every inch of her until her entire body burned like the surface of the sun for the man whose soulful blue eyes were at that moment looking at her like no man had ever looked at her before.
      
      
    A Canadian West Coast baby born and raised, Whitley is married to her high school sweetheart, and together they have two beautiful daughters and a fluffy dog. She spends her days making food that gets thrown on the floor, vacuuming Cheerios out from under the couch and making sure that the dog food doesn't end up in the air conditioner. But when nap time comes, and it's not quite wine o'clock, Whitley sits down, avoids the pile of laundry on the couch, and writes.
    A lover of all things decadent; wine, cheese, chocolate and spicy erotic romance, Whitley brings the humorous side of sex, the ridiculous side of relationships and the suspense of everyday life into her stories. With single dads, firefighters, Navy SEALs, mommy wars, body issues, threesomes, bondage and role-playing, these books have everything we need to satisfy the curious kink in all of us.
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