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After years of wanting her and fighting against myself, I finally had her. For one brief weekend I was whole, looking into the eyes of the woman I’ve always loved. The one person I’d do anything for.Β
Catherine Reed is the love of my life, but I blew it when she discovered her sister and I were engaged. But things have changed.
I know she doesn’t want anything to do with me, she needs time. Time to heal and repair the damage the discovery of our relationship did to her and her family. I’m willing to give her time, but I will not give up on us. She is my one true addiction and a love as strong as ours is worth fighting for.
Coming back to New York to be with my family and the man Iβve always loved seemed like the perfect plan. Little did I know that Iβd be living in a kind of hell after my family turned against me. In the end, I had no choice but to let go of the love of my life, Nicholas Alexander.Β
I’m not sure if I can ever truly recover from losing a once-in-a-lifetime love and I know things will never be the same with my family. I didn’t think my life could get more complicated, but I was wrong. Consequences for the choices we’ve made may cost me everything.
The Boys of Summer are back! In Katie Roseβs sweet, sparkling novel, the newest New Jersey Sonic falls for the woman whoβs trying desperately to save his career.
Physical therapist Jessica Hart has learned her lesson: Never date professional athletes. Sheβs been down that road, and barely recovered after the relationship crashed and burned. Then Jessica meets Gavin King. An All-Star slugger with chiseled good looks, Gavin was traded to the Sonics because he hurt his knee sliding into second, and now his future is in her hands. Gavinβs no bad boyβbut heβs tempting enough to make Jessica think twice about all her rules.
Gavin is trying to find a comfortable routine. If he wants his old life back, he must take it easy, stay out of the limelight, and keep his distance from gorgeous redheaded physical therapists. The thing is, Gavin isnβt the kind of guy to sit on his ass and let other people pull his weight. And when he sees something he wants, he canβt help but fight for it, even if it means risking everything, even if it only lasts a single moment: like one kiss from Jessica.
Pete walked into the PT room a moment later, popping his gum with a grin.
βI want you to meet our new player, Gavin King. Gavin, this is Jessica Hart. She is the best sports therapist in the business, and a hell of a trainer. Jess, Gavin just joined the team, but heβs on the DL.β
Jessica turned to the coach, saw the ballplayer beside him, and her heart stopped.
He was exactly her type. Or her former type. As she took in his magnificent physique, black eyes, and Colgate smile, she felt an instant attraction.
Gavin was the kind of guy she used to dream about, drool over, and date. Sheβd met enough of them growing up, friends of her brothers who started out as decent guys but got caught up in the hype and eventually stomped all over some poor girl silly enough to give up her heart. Unfortunately, sheβd had to walk that path herself. Sheβd made the fatal mistake of falling for an outfielder who played for Cleveland, and eventually played her. Zach had the same dark hair, heart-stopping smile, and killer body.
Heβd taught her what the word devastation meant.
βGood to meet you.β She extended her hand, reminding herself to think of him in clinical terms: he was a pro baseball player, a young athlete, and he was hurt. βSo what seems to be the problem?β
βI had surgery for a meniscus tear,β he said, lifting his left pant leg and indicating a bandage. βItβs pretty much healed, but the surgeon wants me in physical therapy for a few months to build back up. I think they sent my test results, the MRI, and a script.β
She nodded, squatting before him and removing the bandage to examine the pink half-inch line on his knee. βIβll take a look at the films. Red zone?β she asked, referring to the location of his tear.
βYeah, I think so. But they said it spread into the white zone.β
Her eyes shot to Peteβs, and he gave a slight negative shake of his head. This news wasnβt good, and neither one of them wanted to share their misgivings. A tear that went into the white zone could mean big trouble for a ballplayer, or it could heal well and the limb would fully recover. It would take weeks before theyβd know, and she understood now how the Sonics had acquired this magnificent specimen of a man:
His previous team didnβt want the risk.
So New Jersey had rolled the dice, gambling on his recovery. She could only hope theyβd beat the odds.
βOkay, letβs get started. Have you done any therapeutic exercise up until now?β
βYes, for a couple of weeks,β he said, flexing the knee to demonstrate. βThey had me doing leg raises until they took the brace off.β
βThat makes sense. We wonβt do much today; weβll do an evaluation, take a look at your records, and then we will put together a program.β
βHow long?β
Her eyes met his and she saw the pain and frustration there. No player ever wanted to be on the disabled list, especially for any period of time. She didnβt want to raise false hopes, but she also didnβt want to discourage him. She took a deep breath, carefully choosing her words.
βItβs different with everyone. Some people recover much more quickly than others. A lot depends on how well you heal, how much you can tolerate, and if youβre willing to do the exercises at home. That will give us the quickest turnaround.β
βIβll do whatever it takes,β he said fervently. βI just want to get back in the game.β
Jessica nodded as she wrapped the limb with the heating pad. No way in hell would she tell him the truth:
He might never be back.
Iβm not a big sportβs fan, but this year Iβve become a fan of hockey, rugby, and now baseball, not in my real life but definitely in my fictional one! Seriously, I have to say the sportβs books Iβve read this year has made me admire athletes more than I did before, and The Heat of the Moment made me respect athletes who have been hurt and have to fight tooth and nail to heal and come back as strong as ever. Gavin King has everything anyone could ever wantβ¦a great career in baseball and the perfect girlfriend, a swimsuit model. All that changes when he suffers a devastating injury. Heβs traded from the LA Dodgers to a smaller team, the New Jersey Sonics. To add insult to injury, heβs dumped by his gorgeous, shallow girlfriend. The only bright spot is his beautiful therapist, Jessica. Sheβs smart, and she makes him laugh again. As you can guess, this could be the beginning of something great for both of them, but there are so many obstacles they have to overcome for their shot at happiness.
This was a sweet, sexy read, and there are so many baseball romances, but this one is different. First, Gavin isnβt a self-centered, manwhore. Heβs really sweet. He might be a little egotistical at first and is a little snobbish about being traded down, but it doesnβt last long. He comes to appreciate his new team and his teammates, and I love that he respects Jess not just for her beauty but for her brains. Even though he finds her sexy and wants her in his bed, he also wants her heart which made me fall in love with him. Jessica is likeable as well. Sheβs completely different than Gavinβs ex. Sheβs down to earth and someone I would want to be friends with. There were times I got frustrated with her, but I could understand her reluctance to give her heart to Gavin. Second, the romance wasnβt rushed. I enjoyed their friendship as much as I enjoyed their romantic relationship. And, finally, there wasnβt much angst…it was a book about a relationship without too much baggage or dramaβ¦which I loved!
The only regret I have is that this is the first book I read in the series. I wish I had discovered Katie Rose before now! However, now that I have discovered her, I will be on the lookout for all her upcoming books and will be downloading her others I havenβt read yet!
Title: DARK BOUNDARIES (The Boundaries Series, #1)
Author: Michelle Horst
Released: February 9, 2015
Genre: Dark Romance
He stole me.
He broke me.
I’m being auctioned for Fifty thousand dollars.
Now, I don’t belong to anyone but strangely enough I wanted to belong to him.
It’s his eyes … I lost myself in them.
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Authors Note and WARNING: Dark Boundaries is a work of fiction intended for adult readers above 18. It contains dark and sensitive subject matter that may make readers uncomfortable.
Contains explicit language and descriptions of sexual situations.
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This is not happening!
This canβt be happening!
That man just hit Riza! He could have killed her.
Itβs all some horrible nightmare. We are not in the back of a van being taken to God-only-knows-where.
My stomach and ribs ache something fierce from where Warren kicked me. I tear my eyes away from Riza, who is still unconscious. Iβm so worried about her. I pull Kelly closer to me, trying to comfort both of us.
The van slows down. When it comes to a full stop, it causes all my muscles to tense and quiver. I send up a silent prayer. Please, donβt let them hurt us!
The sound of metal turning on metal makes me press my back hard into the wall behind me. I pull Kelly tighter against my chest. The van door swings open. Garrett looks very unhappy as he glares into the back of the van.
βPut her with the others!β Warren commands and then he shoves a plump girl into Garrettβs arms.
βLetβs get back to the house. We need to get started,β Garrett says as he picks the new girl up and forces her into the back. She scrambles over Riza to get to the other corner. She looks terrified. Iβm sure we all look the same, scared out of our minds.
βCanβt wait to break them in,β Warren says with a dark smirk.
Break us in? What the hell is he talking about?
My eyes meet Kellyβs terrified ones, and fresh tears spill over my cheeks. The realization of what happened and what is happening hits hard. Oh my God! Weβre being kidnapped!
βClose your eyes,β Garrett whispers.
My eyes dart to his and I canβt believe they fooled us like that. He doesnβt look like a killer. I was actually starting to like him before they took us. They all look so decent. I would never have suspected any of them being able to hurt a fly, no less any of us.
βClose your eyes,β he whispers again. βThereβs nothing you can do. It will be easier if you try to get some rest while you can.β
TWISTED BOUNDARIES (The Boundaries Series, #2)
I live a life of darkness.
They sold my brother for money.
I was kept to make money for them.
I thought I escaped it all, but the monster is back.
I’m not worth anything to him anymore, so now he’s going after my brother.
There are only two things I fear; the darkness and water.
I’m not scared of pain.
I’m not scared of death.
I’m prepared to die and to make sure that monster goes with me.
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Authors Note and WARNING: Dark Boundaries is a work of fiction intended for adult readers above 18. It contains dark and sensitive subject matter that may make readers uncomfortable.
Contains explicit language and descriptions of sexual situations.
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Michelle Horst is thirty seven years old and is from South Africa.
She’s been in love with reading from an early age. She has a passion for all things books, but she has an ultimate soft spot for nature and animals.
She first tried her hand at writing in early 2009 and as the first words started to form into a book, she knew she was hooked. Dreams spilled onto pages, and that was the beginning of a wonderful journey.
One filled with joy. One filled with passion and heart stopping moments.
But most of all, it’s filled with such pride and peace as a story comes to life, and characters fill your life, living in the very walls of your mind, living in the minds of your readers. There is nothing as satisfying as that.
Thank you for each and every story you share with me.
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Hawke Evans is the drummer for the Grammy winning Sphere of Irony. The quiet, tattooed and pierced hottie behind a pair of geek chic glasses is hiding a seriously troubled adrenaline junkie with a death wish.
Abby Kessler is studying psychology at UCLA. Her desire to help those fighting mental illness stems from a life-changing incident in her past.
When Abby meets Hawke backstage at a local club, sheβs instantly attracted to his bad boy good looks. But when she discovers the damaged man beneath the beautiful exterior, sheβs compelled to make up for past mistakes.
How long will it take for Hawke to realize his reckless behavior isnβt only endangering him, but the hearts of those around him? How long will it take for Abby to see that she canβt help someone who has no desire to be fixed?
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Heather C. Leigh is the author of the Amazon best selling Famous series. She likes to write about the ‘dark’ side of fame. The part that the public doesn’t get to see, how difficult it is to live in a fishbowl and how that affects relationships.
Heather was born and raised in New England and currently lives outside Atlanta, GA with her husband, 2 kids, and French Bulldog, Shelby.
She loves the Red Sox, the Patriots, and anything chocolate (but not white chocolate, everyone knows it’s not real chocolate so it doesn’t count) and has left explicit instructions in her will to have her ashes snuck into Fenway Park and sneakily sprinkled all over while her family enjoys beer, hot dogs, and a wicked good time.
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Danae βDaniβ Espinoza is on the run and desperate to escape the demons of her past. Plans to hide out in a sleepy Los Angeles suburb turn into a pipe dream as she is drawn into the secret filled world of the local motorcycle club. Dani soon learns that her secrets and lies are nothing compared to those kept behind the clubhouse doors. Trying to avoid the suspicious Vice President, she must keep a low profile in order to survive. The trouble is he has other ideas.Β
Bikeβ¦babesβ¦and boozeβ¦
Can an angel with blood-covered wings and the devil himself resist temptation or will they risk bringing hellfire down on everything that they love?
Never intending to ever write her own book, the idea behind the Damaged series came to her on a drive to work early one morning thinking about her father whoβd recently passed away. His strength during his cancer and rare blood disease battle inspired Avelyn to do something sheβs never thought about before. Sheβs excited to see where this wild ride takes her.Β
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Tempting, inked and highly addictive. Alex is all that and moreβ¦
Iβve made a lot of mistakes β ones Iβm not proud of, and definitely ones that have left their marks both mentally and physically.
Things got lonely; I got lost in my own fucked up mind and in the end it left me fucked out of my mind and unable to fight β or at least win. That lifeβs over for me and Iβve moved on.
Six months into tattooing at Blueβs and already Iβm the most wanted and sought out tattooist. My biggest clientele consists of women.
They come into the shop, end up in my bed and we both come out happy. Itβs been my release since Iβve stopped fighting. Itβs become part of the βnewβ me.
But when Tripp reappears in my life, I canβt deny the fact that I would do anything for that girl.
So when she asks me to move in with her and her βboyfriendβ β our other childhood friend β I never expected for things to get so fucked up and twisted that I would find myself only more attracted to her by each passing second or wanting to protect her from everything that isnβt me.
I have worked so hard over the years to suppress my feelings for her but when I find out that her and Lucas have been having an open relationship, I have the strong urge to rip his heart straight from his chest β to destroy the very thing that keeps him breathing.
What I didnβt expect was for Lucas to ask what he did. For him to ask me to do the one thing I have secretly longed for since I was old enough to know what the need was. The second thing I never expected was the look of need that I saw in Trippβs eyes when he asked.
One night of free passion could change our lives forever.Β
I never said that was a good thing eitherβ¦
Iβm in my room getting ready when I hear the shower turn on. The party starts in about fifteen minutes so Alex must be getting ready too.
Just out of curiosity, I walk over to the bathroom door and turn the handle. It moves, but I donβt push it open. Itβs unlocked. That thought excites me, making me realize that he didnβt care enough to lock it, and knowing that I could walk in at any time and see him naked elevates my core temp a little. I just find that to be so damn hot.
Thatβs an open invitationβ¦ right?
I release the handle and suck in a small breath when I hear him moan out, followed by what sounds like his hand slapping against the shower wall.
Oh. My. God. That is the sexiest sound I have ever heard. That low, deep growl is all it takes to get me wet.
Collecting myself, I back away from the door and take a deep breath. My legs feel shaky. βDonβt do this right now, Tripp. Dammit, donβt do this.β Shaking it off, I go back to stand in front of the mirror one last time, questioning the way I look in my newest little dress.
Dresses are my thing. It doesnβt matter how many I own, I can never have enough. Plus, I love the way Alex looks at me every time he sees me in a new dress. His wandering eyes always cause my heart to flutter out of my chest. I just hope this little red dress is enough to get his attention.
Iβm in the middle of turning around to check out my ass, when I hear the bathroom door open, followed by a whistle.
Please be nakedβ¦. What am I saying? Donβt be naked.
Cautiously, I turn my head toward the bathroom door, with my eyes squinted, to see Alex standing there in a towel. He looks so damn sexy that I feel as if all the air has been sucked from my lungs. My chest aches as I stare him up and down, watching as the water drips from his beautiful, tattooed body.
He checks me out with a smirk before whistling again. βDamn, Firecracker. That dress was made just for you.β He places his hand over the bulge in his towel and bites his bottom lip. βYou look beautiful. Stop second-guessing yourself. Iβll see you downstairs in five.β
He turns around, pulling the towel away right before he closes the door behind him. My mouth drops open from the glimpse of his ass that I am left with. Itβs so firm and perfect that all I can think about is biting itβ¦ and the way it flexed when he walked. Is it normal for an ass to look that good?
βI hate you sometimes,β I whisper.
βWho do you hate sometimes?β
I shake my head and look at my doorway to see Lucas standing there, dressed in a black shirt and a pair of gray shorts. He raises his eyebrows, waiting for my response.
βNo one.β I walk over to him and plaster on my best smile, trying to pretend that Iβm not still thinking about those sounds I heard coming from the shower. βI was talking to myself. Just second-guessing my outfit, I guess.β
Wrapping his arms around me, he kisses my shoulder and brushes my hair behind my ear. βWell, I would have loved to see you in a pair of short shorts and a tank top tonight, but this dress works too.β
I roll my eyes before pulling away from him and bumping him out of the way with my hip. βI didnβt feel like wearing shorts, Lucas. This dress makes me feel good. If I feel good, then I have a good time and enjoy myself. Thatβs all I want tonight.β
βMe too, baby,β he responds. βWeβre going to have a lot of fun. Trust me.β
I start walking into the hallway, but feel his hand slide up my dress, slipping a finger inside of me. I stop right outside of my room and swallow. Closing my eyes, I begin imagining it were Alex.
βHoly shit, you are wet!β Wrapping his arm around my waist, he starts sliding his finger in and out, while moaning in my ear. βSo damn wet. Youβve never been this wet before.β
Opening my eyes, I look over to see Alex leaning against the wall next to his door, with his arms crossed over his chest. His eyes wander down to Lucasβ hand and then up to meet my eyes.
Out of instinct I push Lucas away and pull my dress down to cover my ass back up. My heart is pounding like crazy. βHoly shit, Alex. I didnβt know you were out here.β
Lucas doesnβt even seem to care that Alex just witnessed him fingering me. I bet he wouldnβt be too happy to find out that Alex is the real reason I was already wet and not because of him.
He sucks his finger into his mouth and smiles at Alex. βHey, man. People are arriving and thereβs some hot chick downstairs looking for you. I told her you were almost ready.β
I can see the aggravation on Alexβs face as he nods his head and walks past us. βSure, man. Thanks.β
My heart continues to race as I watch Alex quickly descend the stairs to be with a random chick that will get the one thing I have wanted for as long as I can remember, but unlike her, I canβt have.
Clearing my throat, I tilt my head back as Lucas pushes me against the wall and kisses my neck. βCome on, Lucas,β I say stiffly. βPeople are waiting on us.β Not that I actually care. The truth is I donβt really want to fuck Lucas after seeing the look on Alexβs face. I have no idea what that look meant, but it was enough to make me want to forget it. He seemed bothered by our show.
Lucas spreads my legs open with his thigh, before running a hand up my leg and cupping my mound. βShit, Iβm so horny right now. Is it wrong that the thought of Alex watching me fuck you is turning me on? I might even like to watch him fuck you. Damn, baby.β
I feel a surge of heat shoot through me and can feel the wetness dripping through my bikini bottom now. The thought of Alex and fuck in the same sentence makes it hard to think straight.
βYeah,β I whisper. βAnd do you think Alex would like that?β For some reason, I want to hear what he thinks about Alex. Heβs been around us enough to know more than anyone.
βAre you kidding me?β He pushes me harder against the wall and kisses my neck again, lost in his lust to have me. βAlex probably fantasizes about fucking you every dayβ¦ about sticking his dick into your tight little pussy.β
I moan out as he slips his finger back inside and slowly starts pumping. βDamnβ¦ so wet and so tight.β He starts pumping faster and harder. βYou want Alex to fuck you? Huh, baby? You want him to bust his load inside of you?β
I find myself moaning louder as I picture Alex inside of me.
βMaybe he can slide his hand up this dress later and finger fuck you just like I am. Do you think about doing that with your best friend? Huh? Do you imagine him pushing his fingers deep inside you? The same ones that he holds that tattoo gun withβ¦ You like that, huh? All the girls do.β He speeds up again, going as deep as he can and I lose it. My whole body shakes from my orgasm and I have to grip onto Lucasβ shirt to keep from falling.
βOh fuck!β I try to keep quiet, but the orgasm just seems to keep rolling through me, shaking me to my core. βDamn you, Lucas! You just donβt listen,β I say breathlessly.
βFuck. That was fast though, baby. You loved it.β
I turn away and focus on catching my breath as the waves slowly begin to stop. He thinks that my orgasm was due to his abilities, but he couldnβt be more wrong. If I didnβt realize how much I wanted to have sex with Alexβ¦ well I do now. Lucas just helped confirm it.
Victoria Ashley grew up in Rockford, IL and has had a passion for reading for as long as she can remember. After finding a reading app where it allowed readers to upload their own stories, she gave it a shot and writing became her passion.
She lives for a good romance book with tattooed bad boys that are just highly misunderstood and is not afraid to be caught crying during a good read. When sheβs not reading or writing about bad boys, you can find her watching her favorites shows such as Sons Of Anarchy, Dexter and True Blood.
She is the author of Wake Up Call, This Regret, Slade, Hemy, Cade, Thrust, and Get Off on the Pain. Victoria is currently working on more releases for 2015.
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