Sunday, September 22, 2019

Julian - The A'rouk brothers #newrelease #paranormalromance

Book 4


Aliya wasn’t the type to stumble through life blindly. She tiptoed gently with blinders on allowing her to only see what was in front of her. It was supposed to keep her safe.

She forgot when evil came after you it didn’t care about your desire to be safe. It was easy to be in the wrong place at the right time. Now she was paying the price.

They said they wanted her blood, but they really wanted her life.

Julian was getting away from it all. Sometimes there was such a thing as too much family. He dare not say that to his. When you were an alien on an alien planet you were expected to stick close together.

The Earth has been his home for hundreds of years, it no longer felt alien. He struck out on his own and did the last thing his family expected of him—short-order cook for a hole in the wall restaurant—a hole in the wall he loved.

He might have spent the next ten years there if Aliya hadn’t stumbled in starving and looking for a hero. He was no one’s hero, but Aliya could make him believe when she looked at him.

He was fine with letting the Earth battle their own monsters until those monsters came for Aliya. Now he would move not only the Earth but the heavens to keep her safe.
Adult content 18 and older


That was the life she lived constantly on the run. There was no way she was bringing Julian with the soft lips and his eerie green eyes into the hell she lived through.

“You have a right to protect me, I can’t even argue with you. So, I won’t. I also won’t leave you. Wherever you go, wherever you run, I’ll be right there by your side.”

“That’s not how this works.” Her voice that should have been loud and boisterous was soft, calm, gentle. The last time someone cared was her parents. There had been others, both male and female that tried to get close to her. They wanted her to believe they cared. Insincerity came with its own smell an aura that you couldn’t deny. The stink of it was usually polluting her nose long before the actual snake showed itself.

She picked up none of that from Julian. He was different, an enigma she wanted to get to know and understand. Would his eyes flash before he kissed her? Were his lips as soft as they looked? Was his body so hard she’d hurt herself or was his skin like the finest silk? There were so many more questions her now horny body wanted to ask, but she didn’t have time for this.

She took the last bite of her meatloaf and mashed potatoes. It was a lot better than she thought it would be.

“I have to go to the bathroom, um the woman’s room.” Why anyone would want to claim a public bathroom as the woman’s room was beyond her.

“I’ll be waiting for you.”

She gave him her best smile and wished she could have stolen a kiss. She really did have to go but made short work of it. Once her hands were washed, she waited for a large family to be headed out and blended in with them. This was one of the times being vertically challenged would help her. Her hands were hot and sweaty. She had already run them against her pants three times, and she wasn’t at the hummer yet.

When she got there, she expected to see Julian leaning against the bumper, legs crossed, eyes twinkling. There was no Julian, her stomach dropped. She was doing this, stealing his car and leaving him behind. Bile tried to come up bringing with it her delicious lunch. She stamped her foot on the ground in an effort to gain control over her body.

Leaving him hurt. She didn’t know why it just did. Seeing him bleeding out and dying would hurt worse. She had to protect him. It took her several tries to mount the step that would get her into the hummer. Don’t steal hummers, she told herself as she changed the seat to make it easier to drive.

Tears poured down her face as she drove off. “Stupid,” she sniffed. “You had to save his life, and he’s so stubborn. How else were you going to leave him behind? He’ll be okay, he’ll catch a ride to wherever he lives, and he’ll be safe, safe, safe.” The word kept echoing in her head. It was the one thing she would never be.

“Or maybe he’ll just climb into the backseat of his vehicle.”

She screamed jerking the wheel. His quick reflexes kept them on the road without hitting anyone. There was an angry procession of cars that hit their horns, but they ignored them in favor of continuing their journey.


“I laid the keys out for you to pocket. I planned to wait before I revealed myself but the tears…”

She nodded and carefully pulled over to the side of the road. There was a distinct possibility that she would have gone back for him. Never had she felt like her heart was being ripped apart except for the night she lost her parents. No pain should ever be that great. To suffer like that again even for a minute had done something to her. Everything inside of her body had rearranged. She was different now; she didn’t know how she just knew.

“Since you are here, you can drive this monstrosity you call a car.” She crawled over to the passenger side as he came from the back to rearrange the driver seat.

“Don’t ever do that to me again,” she demanded with a huff. Her eyes closed as she pulled his heavy coat over her getting warm.


“Make me think I’m all alone.”

Thursday, September 12, 2019

Lucca - The A'rouk Brothers #paranormalromance #aliens

The A'rouk Brothers
Book Three


Lucca knew enough to protect his heart. He wrapped it in ice and told anyone that would listen he didn’t want a mate. To get his point across he went back in time to what he called an “easier life.” The last thing he expected was Tempest to fall into his lap. Now he has an arm full of female, and he doesn’t want to let her go.

Tempest woke up before she was supposed to. She was running from an enemy that wanted her dead. The more she fights, the weaker she gets, then she falls into Lucca’s lap, her mate. She knows that to protect him she’ll have to leave him.

They are being stalked, and the only chance for victory is working together. First, they will have to deal with their past and put to rest the evil that makes them shy away from having a mate. Then they will have to move quickly because the ones that want them dead won’t wait for them to fall in love.

18 and older


“I think a bath would be better, as long as you can keep from slipping beneath the water.”

Did he think she was a baby? She looked down at the shirt that hid her small breasts. Well, maybe she looked like she was ten. Her lips drew up into a frown.

“I just want to make sure you’ll be okay in here without me. I can stay if you want me to.” He gave her a suggestive look and raised a brow.

She broke out into laughter. Already he was making her life better.

“I think I’ll survive. You can take your lecherous gaze into the other room.”

He exaggerated the frown on his face that had her giggling. Already he was pulling her into his masculine trap. Truly, it was unfair. How dare he walk around without a shirt allowing her to see his thickly muscled chest, and his arms that made her want to put both hands on them to see how wide they were.

The worse part, he reminded her just how feminine she was.

“Hot water or cold?”

“Hot of course.”

“Bubbles or Jets?”


She looked around the bathroom until she spotted something suspicious sitting on his sink.

“What’s that?”

“Ignore that.” He flushed and went back to checking the temperature.

“Tell me what they are, or I’ll crawl over there.” Might as well be specific, she didn’t think she could walk right now.

“Bath bombs.”

She blinked and then hit the side of her head thinking she heard wrong.

“Bath bombs?”

“Yeah, a couple of my sisters use them, and they swear they love them.”

“So, you wanted to try them out?”


She frowned at him. He was confusing at times.

“Then why are they sitting on your sink?”

“I bought them for you.”


“I was walking down the street on the way to my restaurant when a street vendor showed them to me. She said my female would love them. I knew she was wrong I didn’t have a mate, but the longer I looked at them, the more I couldn’t resist them. So, I bought them for you.”

“But you didn’t know me.”

“Doesn’t matter I bought them for you.”

She lassoed her stupid heart it was trying to jump out of her chest. I need more than bath bombs, witty conversations, and good looks to give away my heart, so stay in place.

“I want to put one in the tub.”

He brought two over to her. “The saleslady said these two should be used together. One’s fire and the other one is ice.” They were red and white, and she couldn’t wait to see what would happen when they hit the water.

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Saturday, September 7, 2019

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"You fall in love with both Mark & Tori’s story but you truly fall in love with Mark’s son Gabe and learn so much about children on the spectrum and the daily struggle they have with the ordinary things you & I never give second thought to doing & how parents feel trying to do the very best for their special needs child."

"There is nothing like a book that sucks you in and doesn't let up until the last page. I discovered Whitley Cox about a year ago and she knows how to spin a tale with fabulous characters that you can't forget! I loved Tori and Mark's story, I loved how their story played out. Their attraction is so passionate and intense, you can feel the heat between them. Mark's friends in the single dad's club are awesomely represented and I didn't feel like they were just there to tease for future books. Thankfully, this is the start of a series as I fell in love with all these characters! 5 stars for Whitley Cox's Hired by the Single Dad!"

He needs someone to work with his son, she needs a job. They need to keep their hands to themselves.

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 Mark's story ...

Single Dad of Seattle Dr. Mark Herron can't believe anyone would celebrate their divorce. The dissolution of his marriage left him and his son with a huge hole to fill in their home--and their hearts. So when he overhears a lovely stranger and her friends celebrating the end of her marriage, he's mystified--and then intrigued--by her determination to put the past behind her. But when he learns that Tori Jones needs a job, he knows this can't be a coincidence.

Tori might be telling the world nothing's got her down, but the truth is she's hit rock bottom. Her husband didn't just cheat on her, he took all her money, including her college fund, which means her marriage is over, and so is her dream to go to grad school and help children with special needs. So when a handsome stranger offers her a job caring for his special needs son, she knows she can't turn it down--

Even if what she's feeling for Mark is far from professional.

Now Mark's finding it hard to keep his hands to himself and Tori's struggling to keep her thoughts from straying to dangerous territory. Will they be able to keep their distance from each other or will being hired by the sexy single dad be Tori's biggest problem of all?

Thursday, September 5, 2019

Damon - The a'rouk Brothers #paranormalromance #aliens #futuristic

The A'rouk Brothers
Book Two


Damon spent his whole life believing he escaped the curse that was embedded into his DNA until he met his mate. She’s broken and bruised, and he’s determined to save her life, even if it’s that last thing he does.

River’s been held captive so long that she doesn’t know any other way of life. When Damon finds her, she doesn’t believe he can heal her. He finds a way to not only heal her but earn her trust.

Now they are on the run from an enemy that wants nothing less than their deaths. The only power they have is the love that is sparking between them. Together they must learn to how to use their love to defeat the enemy.

This book contains adult content; it is not recommended for readers under the age of 18


She was looking at him with big hazel eyes as he stretched his hand out towards her. Her body flinched fear warring with wonder in her eyes as she looked at him.

“I told you my name,” he whispered. “You never told me yours.”

She ducked when he started talking and placed her hands around herself as if she expected the sound of his voice to hurt.

“River, my name is River. I…” her voice wavered before going silent. She stuck her tongue out and licked her lips slowly turning her head looking for an escape route.

“You what?”

“I had an accident.”

He nodded his head. “You what? Threw yourself on that boulder and when you didn’t kill yourself you crawled off?”

She shut down on him. Her shoulders came up in her defense, and her hands began to push her body back painfully.

He sucked in a big breath of air calming himself down. “Accept my apology River; that was uncalled for.”

She nodded but still wasn’t meeting his eyes.

He took another deep breath to control the murderous feelings going through his body. This was no accident, someone had tried to kill her. He’d know more once he convinced her to allow him to do an exam. Whatever happened she was in danger, and it was his responsibility, his duty, hell his joy to protect her.

“River,” his hand slid slowly into the pocket of his jeans. “This is my scanner.” He pulled it out and showed it to her. “With this, I can get a good idea of what’s happening internally, and then I’ll know how to fix it.” “You want to help me?” She didn’t mean to sound doubtful, but she couldn’t remember the last time someone actively offered her help, and it was only hours since someone tried to kill her.