Saturday, April 6, 2019

#NewRelaese: THE SELKIE PRINCE'S SECRET BABY #LGBTQ #Mpreg #Romance


The Selkie Prince’s Secret Baby

The Royal Alphas, Book 5

Author: J.J. Masters

Cover Artist: Megan Parker of EmCat Designs

Genre/s: MM Contemporary Romance, paranormal, mpreg, menage

Length: 66 226 words / 264 pages

It is a standalone story within the series

Release Date: April 6, 2019


Blurb

An alpha prince, required to find his fated mate, has already pledged his love to another. But there’s a problem...

Prince Caol of the North has enjoyed a very active, carefree life. Being the youngest of five alpha-born princes, he hasn’t had a lot of responsibilities. As he watched his brothers find their fated mates and produce sons, he knew the time would come when he’d be forced to do the same. However, he’s in no rush since he’s quite happy with his current lover. While Caol wants to take his beta servant as his mate, the king demands the law be upheld and he find an omega who can give him sons to continue the Selkie race.

Beck can’t bear the thought of losing his alpha—the prince he not only served for years but loved just as many—to an omega. A male fated to bear his alpha sons. However, Beck’s gender makes it impossible for the prince to take him as his mate since betas cannot produce heirs.

Galen has lost so much. Trying to mend his broken heart, the omega’s thrown into the path of his alpha when he becomes a wet-nurse to the prince’s son. A son Caol has no idea even existed. The only problem is his alpha already has a lover. One Caol’s been with for years, one he loves. Just when Galen thought he’d never find a mate due to his past circumstances, the omega unexpectedly finds two. Was this what the fates intended?

Note: A 66k-plus word m/m/m ménage shifter mpreg story, this is the fifth book in the Royal Alpha series. Due to the “knotty” times in this book, it is recommended for mature readers only. While it can be read as a standalone, it’s recommended to read the series in order. And, like all of my books, it has an HEA.

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Excerpt

Caol’s eyes popped open, but all he could see was a thick head of hair. His face was buried in the dark blond mane as he spooned the male against his naked chest. He inhaled the familiar scent of his lover deeply as he nuzzled his nose farther into the wavy locks.

His lover who was also his beta servant.

His beta servant who was also, as it turns out, the unwanted son of a king.

His arm tightened across Beck’s chest and he shifted until his morning erection nestled between the crease of his beta’s muscular buttocks. A place he knew very well. A part of his beta that Caol had worshipped time and time again.

Was it wrong that the beta servant assigned to him so many years ago, when he came of age, had been his lover for almost as long?

Maybe, according to some. Like his late father, King Solomon. Or the current king, his eldest brother Kai.

But no matter how many times Caol, the fifth and youngest alpha-born son of the late King Solomon, promised he’d stop rutting with Beck, he couldn’t.

Truth was, Beck didn’t want him to, either. Even when Caol, with good intentions, sent Beck back to his own quarters in the beta servants’ section of the compound, Beck would sneak back into his bed in the middle of the night. There was rarely a morning that Caol didn’t wake up with the beta in his arms.

No matter what anyone said, the connection between the two, an alpha Selkie prince and his beta servant, just felt right.

They had a special relationship. A deep love and affection for each other.

While his brothers all had their own betas, who they loved and treated as part of their family, Beck had always been more to Caol.

No matter how many lovers Caol had, be it human, betas, and even forbidden omegas, he always came home to Beck.

His beta never said a word about it. He didn’t have to. After years—almost a decade and a half of being together—Caol could easily read Beck’s expressions and his moods.

Even when Caol would return reeking of another male, Beck would only give him a pointed look and then help him clean up.

He knew Beck wanted to be the only male in his life, but that wasn’t possible. Caol was obligated to find his fated mate, an appropriate omega to produce heirs. By law he was expected to produce pups. He couldn’t do that with Beck.

Quite simply because betas were infertile.

But also, because Caol wasn’t certain he could only be with one male for the rest of his days on this Earth and in the Great Sea. He wasn’t sure he’d ever be satisfied with just one. Even if it was the omega who was his fated mate.

Honestly, that scared him.

Not just due to the fact he should be loyal to his future omega, the future paterof his pups, but the fact he’d have to give up Beck. Not necessarily as his servant, but as his lover.

No, Beck looked forward to helping raise Caol’s sons, even if he didn’t whelp them himself. Caol knew Beck would treat any sons born to his prince as his very own. He would be fiercely protective and loyal to his alpha’s offspring.

That was another reason why Caol loved Beck so much.

About the Author 

J.J. Masters is the alter-ego of a USA Today bestselling author who writes hot, gay romance filled with heart, humor and heat. J.J. became fascinated with mpreg romance as soon as she figured out what mpreg stood for. She loves to write about "knotty" men!

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Friday, March 29, 2019

#NewRelease #ReleaseDay #NAVYSEAL #NSFW With danger at every turn, can this Navy SEAL protect the woman he's vowed to rescue, as well as his heart? #Romanticsuspense #Xcerpt






AVAILABLE NOW ON Amazon and KU

Book 4, A Quick Series Novel



A steamy Navy SEAL, billionaire heroine romantic suspense.



With danger at every turn, can this Navy SEAL protect the woman he's vowed to rescue, as well as his heart?


Roberto Cahill is all too familiar with difficult missions, but this particular one is proving to be the most challenging. Struggling to fit back into civilian life after retiring as a Navy SEAL, he started his own private investigation company, charging a small fortune to find people and their secrets. Recently hired by the wealthy McAllister brothers, finding their long-lost sister should be an easy assignment, right? Wrong. Skyler McAllister is one tough woman who's on the run for her life. She has the smarts, skills and funds to keep herself on the move, and no matter how hard Rob tries, she always seems to be one step ahead of him. Can Rob find her before whoever's chasing her does? Can he deliver her to her brothers and out of harm's way without letting the green-eyed vixen with a stubborn streak get captured? Or will letting his guard down be his most dangerous assignment of all?

Skyler McAllister is on the run. She knows too much and the men who murdered her boyfriend want her dead, too. With her late father's inheritance funding her travels, and her skills forging passports helping her change her name and identity, she's managed to stay under the radar and one step ahead of the bad guys. Only she lets her guard down when sexy, smooth-talking Cahill crosses her path. Not only do his kind eyes make her want to trust again, find a connection and someone to hold onto, but she finds herself falling for him. Only, she hasn't trusted a soul in so long, it doesn't come easily anymore and she struggles to let Rob in.

However, trust is the only way they'll survive. With their lives endangered, can Skyler risk trusting a man again, particularly one who could so easily take her heart, then possibly walk away forever?




Excerpt


“I see … ” She swallowed.
“Asshole, pussy, I can have them both, together or separate and in any way I choose. And she just gets to lie there and lose her fucking mind over and over again.”
Skyler took another sip of her arak. “You’re … ”
“Disgusting?” he asked with a smirk. “Perhaps. But I’d bet every penny your brothers are paying me that you’re wet as fuck right now.”
He watched as she shifted where she sat, rubbing her thighs together before uncrossing and re-crossing her legs. She gave her legs a small squeeze and shut her eyes for half a second from how good that touch of friction must have felt.
He couldn’t get over the level of satisfaction he got from turning a woman on so entirely with just his words. He could probably write erotic romance and make a killing.
“What I do may disgust you, but I also know it turns you on, or at the least the idea of it all turns you on something fierce.”
She shook her head. She wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of knowing how turned on she was. Too late. He could read most people like a book within minutes of meeting them. And she was no different. The vein in her neck was pulsing on overdrive, and her breathing had grown ragged, not to mention those damn nipples, which were trying to pierce their way through her bikini. Water filled his mouth at the thought of seeing her pink, puckered nubs. They were probably just screaming to be sucked.
“You’re pretty full of yourself,” she said, crossing her arms over her chest, which just pushed her awesome rack up and out even more, giving her the most fuckable cleavage ever.
“You might be a walking, talking sex god, Roberto Cahill, but you’re also a cocky prick, and no bit of dirty talk and random bits of Spanish are going to work on me.”
He lifted one shoulder. “Okay.”
Her arms fell to her side, and the look on her face was priceless. Had she been expecting him to beg her? He didn’t beg. Ever.
She was also a shitty liar. He noticed, as soon they’d started on this vein of conversation, that her pupils had grown wide, narrowing that stunning sea of green.
“If you’re finished your drink, I can make you another, or you’re welcome to just sit here and we can continue chatting. Perhaps about a topic not so … ” He pinned his gaze on her crossed legs and stifled a chuckle. “Arousing.”
“Fuck you,” she whispered, though he could tell she was just playing now.
“You already said there was no chance of that.”
A growl bubbled up from her chest, and she glared at him as French words he was sure were not kind fell quietly off her plump lips.
“Consent is huge for me, querida. If you want something, you’re going to have to pull up,” the corner of his mouth crooked up, “or down, your big girl panties and come out and ask for it. Because I don’t play head games. I play. Boy, do I know how to play. But not head games. Right? We had this conversation already. Say what you mean and mean what you say.”
Her mouth drew down into a frown. She finished her drink and knitted her hands together in her lap. “I’m tired of not … ” She exhaled. “I’m just so tired.”

He bet she was. Tired of running. Tired of hiding. Tired of not knowing who she could trust. Tired of not living with her own name and identity. He’d be tired too. 


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Thursday, March 28, 2019

Alexa's Dragon


Book One


Blurb:

Alexa is living her dream as a software marketer. Her business is flourishing, her days are full, if a bit lonely, but she’s proud of the life she’s built. Everything was going great…until a nasty virus wiped out the computer systems of the company who bought her latest tech. Trapped in a downward spiral, she’s even started hearing voices. Great. Now she’s out of a job and crazy.


After a lifetime of searching for his mate, Syn has accepted he’s doomed to unending solitude. The emptiness of his existence has grown too much to bear, and all he wants is to succumb to the lure of the forever sleep of his people. Except there’s one voice, a woman, whose dreams invade his head and tempt him with the sweetest promises.


Revived by Alexa’s company, Syn soon realizes he’s got more than one reason to live. An old evil is testing the boundaries of its prison, and this time he might not be enough to stop it. The one weapon that can win the coming battle is the one person he would do anything to protect. Alexa is more than his salvation. She alone can tip the balance of power in the war. Her hidden gifts can protect his home, spare his people. All it will cost him is the one woman he’s destined to love for eternity.


Excerpt:



     Syneca Drew stood on his balcony overlooking the hillside. He had been sleeping rather peaceably for a change when he felt something unfamiliar; it woke him. He could still feel the presence, her. He caught glimpses of her, dreamed of touching her, but he could never find her. Soon it would be too late. He let a deep roar leave his throat.

     He jumped onto the thick, wide banister and looked around at his domain. The mountain peaks, three of them, four if you included his, were the homes of his brothers. The low valleys were overripe with foliage, the river running through it kept it all alive. Without a thought, he dove off the balcony.
The change ripped through him. His human body fell away as his new body took over. The wings he loved so much beat against the air causing him to rise high into the sky. He soared in the warmth of the sun. Home. One he would soon lose. His dragon snarled at the thought of what was to come, beating at him for not finding their mate. He pushed the thought aside as he glided on the air allowing the current to soothe him.

     He looked over to see his brother, Maceo, staring at him. Maceo wouldn’t bother him because he knew flying was the only relief Syn enjoyed nowadays. He rolled over on his back briefly giving him an incredible view of the sun as it rode the sky as a lover, turning over he swooped down, scaring the wild animals before ascending once again. He laughed to himself, having fun. Soon all of this would be over because he couldn’t find her. He took one last casual tour of the land and turned towards his balcony.

      His dragon fought him. He wanted to go off in search of their mate. Syn fought back knowing it was useless. They searched the world over more than once, never finding her. Why would they suddenly find her at the end of their life? His dragon became more insistent as the days went on and the male became more apathetic. He forced his dragon to land.


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Wednesday, March 20, 2019

COMING IN 9 days! With danger at every turn, can this Navy SEAL protect the woman he's vowed to rescue, as well as his heart? #SEALromance #NAVYSEALROMANCE #Romanticsuspense #NSFW #Xcerpt #preorder



Coming Friday, March 29th to Amazon and KU

Book 4, A Quick Series Novel



A steamy Navy SEAL, billionaire heroine romantic suspense.



With danger at every turn, can this Navy SEAL protect the woman he's vowed to rescue, as well as his heart?


Roberto Cahill is all too familiar with difficult missions, but this particular one is proving to be the most challenging. Struggling to fit back into civilian life after retiring as a Navy SEAL, he started his own private investigation company, charging a small fortune to find people and their secrets. Recently hired by the wealthy McAllister brothers, finding their long-lost sister should be an easy assignment, right? Wrong. Skyler McAllister is one tough woman who's on the run for her life. She has the smarts, skills and funds to keep herself on the move, and no matter how hard Rob tries, she always seems to be one step ahead of him. Can Rob find her before whoever's chasing her does? Can he deliver her to her brothers and out of harm's way without letting the green-eyed vixen with a stubborn streak get captured? Or will letting his guard down be his most dangerous assignment of all?

Skyler McAllister is on the run. She knows too much and the men who murdered her boyfriend want her dead, too. With her late father's inheritance funding her travels, and her skills forging passports helping her change her name and identity, she's managed to stay under the radar and one step ahead of the bad guys. Only she lets her guard down when sexy, smooth-talking Cahill crosses her path. Not only do his kind eyes make her want to trust again, find a connection and someone to hold onto, but she finds herself falling for him. Only, she hasn't trusted a soul in so long, it doesn't come easily anymore and she struggles to let Rob in.

However, trust is the only way they'll survive. With their lives endangered, can Skyler risk trusting a man again, particularly one who could so easily take her heart, then possibly walk away forever?





Excerpt


“Care to talk about it?”
He shook his head. “I’d rather do something else.” He scooped her up in his muscles and carried her up the beach. She looped her arms around his neck and finally allowed her body to relax. Despite the fact that they were stranded on an island, she felt safe. Even if just for this moment, she was safe in Rob’s arms. And at least she wasn’t alone, finally. It had been ages since she’d shared more than a genuine minute with someone, and she couldn’t imagine anyone she’d rather be stranded with than the sexy Navy SEAL who was carrying her up the beach to their bed of palm fronds.
The moon shone bright against the water, causing the night to seem far less dark than it was. Less scary. But even if the sky was a blanket of clouds and dark as pitch, Skyler wouldn’t be scared with Rob. He was a protector. He was her protector.
When they reached the makeshift bed, he knelt down and gently placed her on the leaves. His eyes seared her skin as they raked her from head to toe. She nibbled on her bottom lip and let her gaze travel the long, hard length of him. He hadn’t bothered to shave, and the stubble gripping his chin and cheeks was darker and thicker than that first day he walked into the dive shop. Into her life.
“You’re beautiful,” he murmured, tracing a lone finger down the side of her arm. She trembled beneath his touch, longing for him to do it again, to move his hand farther down and do it more. Touch her more.
“So are you,” she breathed, reaching for him.
His mouth turned up into a wily grin as he covered her body, pinning her beneath him.
“Quick and dangerous, huh?” he asked. Their noses touched and he rocked against her.
“Well, I hope it’s not that quick.” She chuckled. “But why not feel and live as we run for our lives?”
His arousal pressed hard and needy into her hip as he rocked against her again. “Oh, querida, it won’t be quick, that I can guarantee.”
His mouth fell against hers and his tongue swept inside, demanding and powerful. She moaned against him, opening for him and lifting her lips up to meet his. There really wasn’t much fabric between them. She was in a bikini and he was in board shorts. It would take nothing for them to be in nothing.
Oh how she wished they were in nothing.
Rob’s hand came up to her neck and around the back of her head. His fingers gripped her hair at the nape and tugged. Pain and pleasure zinged through her, making her feel more alive, more in the moment than she had in ages. The man knew just how to make her burn, what she needed before she knew she needed it. He unhooked the clasp of her bathing suit at the base of her neck and then the second clasp at the center of her back.
He relieved her of her top, tossing it to the side, and wasted no time dropping his wet, hot mouth to her nipple. Rob drew the hard, tight bud into his mouth and tugged. Skyler arched into him, greedy for more. He palmed the other breast and pinched the nipple, pulling it between thumb and forefinger, earning a low groan from the back of Skyler’s throat. She dug her fingers into his scalp, pushing his head down onto her breast and demanding more.
He gave her more.
His teeth scissored over her aching peak, making all the blood rush to her chest and her pulse race.
Yes.

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Thursday, March 14, 2019

The Dragon's Mate


Book One


Blurb:

Kisame was an explorer fighting to explore The Interior, a part of their world that was off limits. This was where the last war happened; it destroyed their lives and their past. She wanted to understand what happened there. She was taught like everyone else it was aliens that came to their planet, although she never believed that history. Finally, she was going to be allowed to explore the forbidden.

Rilan was in hibernation. One day he was the ruler of the most powerful empire on Terra, now he was asleep. A presence he never felt before touched something deep within him waking him up. The pain and anguish he felt waking to an empty world held him in its grip, until he saw her.

Kisame realizes she walked into a conspiracy older than the war that had been fought. Rilan realized that his people were suppressing and denying their ability to shift into their dragon forms. A battle would be fought, but it would begin with them learning that there was no future unless the two of them allowed love to bring them together.

This time there may be another war brewing. If so, it meant death for all and not just the dragon shifters.

#parallelworld  #sexydragons #dystopian


Excerpt:


     She knew better than to touch something like this. Her father’s word about a mysterious disease rang through her head even as her hand hovered over one of the silver-green squares that she was drawn to. She laid her hand on one, the feeling of coolness tingled through her fingers. Scales, these had to be honest to goodness scales. Who made a tapestry with them? What kind of scales were they?

She could feel the thickness, but they were also smooth. She imagined the ocean caressing them every day for years to be this smooth. A sense of giddiness went through her as she began to caress the green scales. She never noticed that she never touched a different color. She could spend the rest of her life researching with joy what kind of animal belonged to these scales. Wait until she brought it back. Her father would be forced to acknowledge her. Dreams of prestige and her father’s love gathered in her head while she continued to caress the scales. She missed the heat and the first pulse as if the tapestry was coming alive.

“What the hell,” she murmured as the heat continued to grow under her hands. The tapestry moved as if it was breathing. She stumbled a few feet backward just barely remaining standing when the tapestry came to life. A form she had never seen before burst through it.

It tossed her backward this time she ended up on her behind. Out came a dragon. She shook her head not a dragon, they didn’t exist. The correct term for this dragon was a wyvern, not that dragons existed. His scales were green with hints of silver at the tips. They shimmered in the fast receding light of day. It coiled its body before coming at her. 

Kisame crabbed walked back using her feet and hands trying desperately to put space between them. It caught up with her hovering over her while she stopped. Fear tried to clog her lungs making the air she had rattle around for space to exhale. The large body lowered caressing her from knee to breast.
“Omg, it wants to sleep with me.” Her words came out in a rush as tears gathered in the corners of her eyes. She was about to become the incubator for little dragon children that would tear her apart and eat her after being born.

There was male laughter in the room. She wanted to turn her head to find it, but she couldn’t take her eyes off the wyvern in front of her.

“You are funny mate.”



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Saturday, March 9, 2019

#NewRelease: DOWN & DIRTY: CROW by Jeanne St. James #MCRomance #ContemporaryRomance


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5 Star Amazon reviews: “Jeanne St. James did it again. It wasn't enough to rip my heart out in Linc's book, noooo. She just went and upped her game to heartwrenching heights with Crow's again.”

What a way to end this series! Don't you dare pass this book by! If you do, you will be missing out on one of the most emotionally fulfilling novels I have ever read.”

“WOW!!!! As this being the 10th and final book in the DAMC series, Jeanne St.James DID NOT DISAPPOINT!! Along with the rest of her books, a definite 10 star rating and a MUST read!!! Crow and Jazz’s story honestly touched my heart. I laughed, I cried, and smiled the whole time reading this book. Could not get enough!!! I tried to pace myself but I just couldn’t put it down!!! Reading their story, feeling their pain and love, made me feel like I’ve known them, along with the rest of DAMC, all my life. Family. Loyalty. Friendship. Honor. And most of all Love.”


 Down & Dirty: Crow
Dirty Angel MC, Book 10

By USA Today Bestselling Author Jeanne St. James

Genre: Contemporary Romance, MC Romance

Amazon link: mybook.to/DAMC-Crow

(Available in ebook, paperback and Kindle Unlimited)



Blurb:

Welcome to Shadow Valley where the Dirty Angels MC rules. Get ready to get Down & Dirty because this is Crow’s story…

When a woman from his past shows up asking for his help, Crow’s not sure he can be the hero she’s looking for.

Crow, self-proclaimed bachelor biker, can’t believe his eyes when a woman from his past shows up at his tattoo shop. She not only needs him to cover up a scar created by a rival MC but is looking for a hero to help her heal and officially move on from a tragic incident. One that dragged her into the darkness against her will and extinguished her light for years. While willing to help, he’s not sure he can be everything she needs him to be. How can he help her when he hasn't even faced the demons that haunt his own past?

Six years ago, Jazz left Shadow Valley when a life-altering assault changed her outlook on the world—and men—forever. Now she’s back to deal with the scars, both physical and mental, left behind. While hoping Crow will help her with both, she’s afraid he won’t be willing. Crow always considered her too young, now she’s worried he only sees her as broken. However, Jazz knows there’s no one better than the long-time DAMC member to help her move on. Not only determined for her past to stop controlling her future, she needs to replace those memories with something better, while knocking down the barriers holding her back.

But will their age difference be the biggest obstacle of them all?

Note: While this book can be read as a standalone, because of storylines that span the series, it’s best to read them in order. It includes lots of steamy scenes, biker slang, cursing, some violence and, of course, an HEA. If you like alpha males who like to take charge, this book is for you.


Excerpt:
Chapter One

Crow heard the front door buzzer sound over the whine of his tattoo machine. He glanced up and his heart skipped a beat. Quickly pulling his boot off the foot pedal, he put the gun down on the tray before the straight line he was drawing became a wavy mess.
Holy fuck.
She was the last person he ever expected to walk into his shop.
He almost didn’t recognize her. She’d changed.
This was not the girl he knew. The person who stood just inside In the Shadows Ink was not the same woman he knew all those years ago.
Recognizable, but not.
He pushed to his feet and, before he could stop himself, took long strides across the shop floor, ignoring the complaints from the customer abandoned in his tattoo chair.
Crow never slowed as he approached her, even as her green eyes darkened, slightly widened and quickly filled with a little bit of uncertainty.
He ignored that, too.
When he got to her, he gathered her in his arms, crushing her against him tightly. She stiffened, her spine becoming ram-rod straight, her arms hanging like metal poles at her side. But he wasn’t letting her go.
Not yet.
He needed to hold her, make sure she was real.
He needed proof that she still existed, since he’d wondered if she’d disappeared forever.
Finally, a whimper came from the woman whose face he had shoved into his chest, inside his cut. His arms and black leather vest surrounded her slight body like the wings of a bird protecting its young.
Though, she was no baby bird.
Hell no, she wasn’t.
She was a survivor.
Her rigid body suddenly went soft, melted against him and she began to tremble. Her thin arms snaked around his waist under his cut and she squeezed him just as tightly as he did her, her fingers fisting in his T-shirt at his back. He pressed his face into her hair and closed his eyes.
He didn’t know why she was here. He didn’t care. All he knew was, she was home.
“Jasmine,” he murmured. And, fuck him, if he didn’t feel the sting of something caught in his eye. He blinked it clear.
“Hey!” his customer yelled. “Have your fucking touching reunion another time. I’m paying you to get this thing done today.”
Jazz jerked within his arms at those irritated words.
“That’s okay, Kachina, I got this,” he murmured into her hair. Without letting her go, he twisted his head and pointed his gaze to the man sitting in his plastic-wrapped chair. “I’m closed. Get gone.”
“But—”
“Didn’t fuckin’ stutter. Closed. Family emergency.”
“But—” the man sputtered.
“Wipe it down, keep it covered, keep it clean. A&D Ointment. Come back in two weeks, I’ll finish it on the house. Got me?”
“But—”
“Ain’t no buts.” Crow jerked his chin toward the door. “Out.”
With a grumble and a scowl, the man climbed out of the chair and nabbed his nearby T-shirt. Crow tracked him as he passed by, keeping Jazz’s face tucked against his chest.
“Two weeks,” the man said before heading out of the front door.
Crow gave him a sharp nod. “Two weeks. No charge.”
“Right.”
“Right,” Crow echoed him.
Once the door closed, Crow took a long, deep inhale and slowly let it out. Then he released her and held her out in front of him by her shoulders, so he could take a better look. “Kachina,” he murmured. “Baby.” While on the surface she looked okay, it didn’t mean she was.
Her blonde hair was now dark. Actually pitch black, making her fair skin look even paler.
He hated it.
She wore thick black mascara, and too much caked-on shit covered the natural beauty of her face.
He hated that, too.
But it was her eyes. Something she couldn’t change, couldn’t hide, that twisted his insides. Those formerly vibrant green eyes seemed hollow. Empty. Dull.
Nothing like when she was twenty-two. The last time he saw her. When she was Hawk’s house mouse. When she was a college student. Carefree.
Living the good life. Not a care in the world. Her whole future ahead of her.
That future had been kicked right in the fucking nuts.
Wrong place. Wrong time.
She had been collateral damage in a war that she had no business being a part of.
Yeah, she was DAMC because her grandfather was one of the oldest members who wasn’t in prison, or underground. But she never asked for any of it.
Her mother wanted better for herself and her daughter, so Jazz’s parents had moved hours away after she was born. Different town. Different state. Different life. Until they couldn’t afford their daughter’s college tuition.
So at eighteen, Jazz returned to Shadow Valley. Back to the club. Back to her grandparents so the club could cover the cost of her education.
What was supposed to help her turned out to hurt her instead.
And afterward, she returned home to New York. To heal. To hide. To forget.
He never thought she’d be back. No one ever thought she’d return.
She’d ignored everyone’s calls, texts, and emails for the past six years.
Every fucking one of them.
He wondered, why now? And why him?

About the Author:

JEANNE ST. JAMES is a USA Today bestselling romance author who loves an alpha male (or two). She was only thirteen when she started writing. Her first paid published piece was an erotic story in Playgirl magazine. Her first erotic romance novel, Banged Up, was published in 2009. She is happily owned by farting French bulldogs. She writes M/F, M/M, and M/M/F ménages. Want to read a sample of her work? Download a sampler book here: BookHip.com/MTQQKK

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