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Preorder Blitz: Devil by Jordan Marie

Title: Devil
Series: Savage MCTennessee #1
Author: Jordan Marie
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: June 5, 2018
Blurb

He is my biggest temptation…
Logan is a
complication I didn’t count on.
I need to stay
away—too many lives depend on it.
One wrong move and
everything around me will crumble.
But his graveled
voice calls to me.
His wicked smile
takes my breath.
His whiskey colored
eyes intoxicates me.
His heated touch
seduces me.
And his hard body
promises hot nights beyond my dirtiest fantasies.
Saying yes, would be
wrong.
But being wrong
feels so good. 

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Author Bio
USA Today Best Selling Author Jordan Marie, is just a simple
small town country girl who is haunted by Alpha Men who talk in her head 24
hours a day. 

She likes to create a book that takes you on an emotional journey whether
tears, laughter (or both) or just steamy hot fun (or all 3). She loves to
connect with readers and interacting with them through social media, signings
or even old fashioned email.

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Preorder Blitz: Love at Last by Claudia Connor

Title: Love at Last
Author: Claudia Connor
Genre: Standalone Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 24, 2018
Blurb

All new romance from New York Times Bestselling
Author Claudia Connor…
How many times can you be unlucky in love before you
decide it’s not luck, it’s you?
With her ex-groom’s words, I’m in love with someone
else,
 still ringing in her ears, Clare Franklin flies off alone to her
would-be honeymoon. Forced to accept not everyone gets that happily ever after
she’s always dreamed of, she’s done with men. Until she gets tangled up, quite
literally, with one sexy veterinarian. 
The only thing Dr Deacon Montgomery wants is to share his
surgical expertise and get back to his two year old twin daughters. But, the
connection he feels with Clare highlights just how alone he really is and makes
him wonder if he can be more than doctor and daddy.



Long talks and moonlit walks under the rustle of palms has
Clare thinking maybe she gave up on love too soon. Until one phone call from
home changes everything.

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Excerpt
His wide, warm palm
grazed her lower back as they wove their way through the tables to the exit.
They crossed over the water garden in silence, slowing as they reached a fork
in the path. 
“Which way?” Deacon
asked. “I’ll walk you back.” 
“That’s sweet, but
you really don’t have to. It’s a five-star resort, not downtown Los Angeles.”
Deacon kept
walking. “True. But you know, I took you to dinner and all.” 
She arched a brow
at him. “It’s also an all-inclusive resort. Maybe I took you.” 
“Maybe you
did.” 
He flashed her that
slightly lopsided grin that hit her right in the chest. She conceded to the
walk, and together, they followed the brick path. The resort was dark, but
lights along the sidewalk lit the path and shined up the skinny gray trunks of
the swaying palms. It was quiet, and when they didn’t pass even one other
person, she was glad he was walking her back. 
She slowed as they
came to the breezeway leading to her building and pointed up the steps to the
second floor. “I’m up there, so…”
Deacon started up
the steps. “I’ll walk you to the door. I’m funny like that.” 
She probably should
have said no, insisted that she could make it to her door on her own. Because
of course she could. But she didn’t insist, just followed enormously glad she’d
removed the HONEYMOON banner from her door. 
They reached her
room, and she turned to face him. Just the two of them now, up here, alone at
her door. She felt a slight buzzing in her head that had nothing to do with
alcohol.
“Well, Clare of the
here and now.”
She rolled her eyes
at the reminder of her earlier word-vomit ramble. “It was nice to meet you.”
She stuck out her hand, hoping it wasn’t sweaty. 
“It was nice to
meet you, too.” 
It didn’t feel like
a simple handshake as he wrapped his fingers around hers. “I had fun tonight.
You turned what might have been a horrible night into something surprisingly
nice.” 
“I’m glad.” 
“Thank you for
catching me and saving my top and for dinner and talking and…” And maybe she
could stoptalking. 
“You’re welcome.”
A frog gave a low
croak, and another answered, but she figured the pounding of her heart was
louder. 
The buzzing in her
head grew louder, and she felt dizzy from looking into his eyes and staring at
his lips because she wanted him to kiss her. She wanted to feel those smooth,
firm lips on hers, to taste him and feel his arms around her.I’m losing my
mind.
“You’re beautiful,”
he said. “I’ve been wanting to say that all night.” He lifted his hand and
lightly brushed his thumb over her cheek.
Then he leaned in,
and she moved. Just…moved. In and up, her fingers twisting in the front of his
shirt. She was just falling into the taste of him, just getting that warm,
tingling flood of a first kiss when her brain fully registered that he’d been
leaning in to kiss her cheek
“I’m sorry.” She
swallowed hard, felt a stinging heat flooding into her cheeks, and wished desperately
to disappear. Deacon was staring at her in complete confusion. That made two of
them. “I’m… really sorry.” 
She spun to her
door. A stiff wind sang through the open-air hallway, slapping her hair across
her eyes. How she got her key in the lock, she had no idea. Mumbling one more
apology over her shoulder, she opened the door and closed it behind her. She
stood, heart pounding in mortification, her lips buzzing. 
The champagne
glasses and fruit and cheese tray had been cleared. The bed had been turned
back, and the damn swans were back, nestled in the center of the bed and
kissing right on their terrycloth lips.

Author Bio


Claudia Connor is the author of the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling series, The McKinney Brothers. Her debut novel, WORTH THE FALL, hit the New York Times Bestsellers list in 2014 and received numerous Best Contemporary Romance of 2014 accolades.

Claudia attended Auburn University, where she received her undergraduate and master’s degrees in early childhood education. After teaching kindergarten and first grade for ten years, she retired to be a full-time mom to her three daughters. Always a lover of books, and always one to have stories playing in her mind, she decided to try her hand at writing. It took seven years to finish her first novel and a new love was born.

Claudia lives near Memphis, Tennessee with her husband, three daughters, two cats, and a singer-songwriter Siberian Husky. She continues to write warm, heartfelt, and emotional romances with a bit of steam, a lot of family and always a happily ever after.

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Preorder Blitz: JACOB’S LADDER: ELI by Katie Ashley

 
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One wouldn’t expect a sexy-as-sin rocker like Eli Renard to spend time with a woman just as a friend, but that’s exactly what Emersyn Wallace is to him. Just a friend. Even though she’s matured into a beauty, Eli still doesn’t remotely see his childhood pal as a sex-object. When tragedy brings her back into his world, Eli moves mountains to help Emersyn get back onto her feet by finding her a job as a backup singer for Jacob’s Ladder. At first, Eli is thrilled that Emerysn is along on tour, and he sets out to do his best to help her forget her sorrow through a range of crazy friend dates. But after spending so much time with her in such close quarters, Eli finds his feelings beginning to shift. He no longer sees Emersyn as the once awkward young girl he played some of his first songs with. Soon it’s not only his body that reacts to her, but it’s also his heart. He’s about to learn what a dangerous game it is to dry a widow’s tears.

After losing her husband and singing partner in a tragic accident, Emersyn Wallace spent the last eight months drowning in a sea of grief. With the bills piling up and her family and friends concerned about her emotional welfare, she reluctantly agrees to join the Jacob’s Ladder’s tour. While recapturing her lost love of singing and performing, she finds both comfort and healing in Eli’s gregarious personality and outrageous sense of humor. But as the anniversary of her husband’s death approaches, she finds herself in turmoil over her new amorous feelings for Eli.

Can Eli and Emersyn find the perfect melody to transition from friends to lovers, or will their relationship end out of tune?

 
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Author Bio:

Katie Ashley is a New York Times, USA Today, and Amazon Best-Selling author of both Indie and Traditionally published books. She lives outside of Atlanta, Georgia with her daughter, Olivia, and her spoiled mutt, Duke. She has a slight obsession with Pinterest, The Golden Girls, Shakespeare, Harry Potter, Star Wars, and Scooby-Doo.

With a BA in English, a BS in Secondary English Education, and a Masters in Adolescent English Education, she spent eleven years teaching both middle and high school English, as well as a few adjunct college English classes. As of January 2013, she hung up her red pen and expo markers to become a full-time writer. Each and every day she counts her blessings to be able to do her dream job.

Although her roots are firmly planted in the red Georgia clay, she loves traveling the country and world to meet readers and hang out with fellow authors. When she’s not writing or chasing down her toddler, you might find her watching reruns of The Golden Girls, reading historical biographies, along with romance novels, or spending way too much time on Facebook.

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Preorder: Sirens of Sass Anthology

 

 

Sirens of Sass Anthology

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Featuring Sugar by Lydia Michaels

Temptation can be a dangerous thing.

See what happens when you are lured into the lairs of spirited, stunning, and spectacular SaSSy Sirens who will entice and tantalize you. Some will give you the satisfaction you will crave while others may have you begging for more! Passion is not for the faint of heart.

Do you have the courage proceed?

Plan to delight your senses in this breathtaking selection of SCORCHING short stories highlighting some of today’s Bestselling Authors from a featured group of Attending Authors of #SaSS18 Norfolk Sexy and Sassy Signing.

All proceeds from The Sirens with SaSS Anthology will benefit VETSports and will only be available for a limited time.

Warning: This book is intended for readers 18 and Up. Strong language and explicit sexual scenes.

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Sugar by Lydia Michaels

Avery Johansson is borrowing against her youth and beauty to afford a better future by working as a sugar baby. Men think she’s everything they desire, soft, delicate, and able to stroke their fragile egos with a mere sweep of her lashes. The more they pay, the sweeter she becomes. If only they knew the woman behind the façade. Oh, she could bring them to their knees, make them beg, and unburden their minds to a point of ecstasy. The true Avery doesn’t care for roses. She prefers the thorns. Because behind her beautiful exterior, she’s more leather than lace, and beneath the sugar there’s nothing but spice. The only thing missing is a strong and submissive man to make everything nice.

Noah Wolfe is used to getting exactly what he wants when he wants, and as he sets his sights on Avery Johansson, nothing will stop him short of having her. He’s determined to bury himself in her mind and body, and plans to unravel every dark secret she hides.

As two dominant hearts collide in an explosion of sin and secrets, boundaries come tumbling down. But their future lies in someone’s surrender, a sacrifice neither is prepared to make—and everything their happiness depends on.

 

 

About Lydia Michaels

Lydia Michaels is the award winning author of over 30 romance novels. Her novels from the darkly compelling Surrender Trilogy were Apple iBooks Bestsellers and her work has been featured in USA Today. In 2015 she was the winner of The Best of Bucks Award and she has been nominated as Best Author in the Happenings Magazine two years running [2015 & 2016]. She is a four time nominee for the prestigious RONE Award. Her books are intellectual, emotional, haunting, always centered around love. Lydia Michaels loves to hear from readers! She can be contacted by email at Lydia@LydiaMichaelsBooks.com

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Pre-order Blitz: Everest by S.L. Scott

Title: Everest
Author: S.L. Scott
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Romantic Suspense
Release Date: December 7, 2017

Blurb

Six foot three. Dynamic green eyes. Utterly
irresistible.
Ethan Everest stole my breath the first time I saw him. He romanced me
with skill, dazzled me with his charisma, and proceeded to steal my heart right
after.
I might have fallen for his easy going smile the first time we met, but I
fell for him the second time.
Honey-colored hair. Cherry-kissed lips. Captivatingly
gorgeous.
Singer Davis was the first, and only, woman to ever intimidate me. She
spoke to my heart with her wit, seduced me with her eyes, and became the only
thing that made sense in a world that made none.
I let her slip through my fingers once. I won’t make that mistake twice.
Secrets broke us apart. Can a second chance bring us
back together?
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Excerpt
Ethan Everest
Every female here has eyed me up and down, even the ones
with boyfriends. They don’t even try to hide it. They want me
to see. They want me to know I can have them if I want them. 
Except her. Blue dress. Red lips. Hair the color
of a golden sunset in winter.
Several girls made themselves more than available. I was
offered a fast fuck in the bathroom within fifteen minutes of arriving.
Fantasies may be taking over, but there’s only one woman who catches my
eyes—the demure beauty sitting on the couch.
I want to stare at her.
She’ll see me though.
I want to sit next to her.
There are no more spots on the small futon.
I want to talk to her.
What do I say when she makes all the blood rush from my
brain and shoot straight to my dick? Damn, I want her.
She’s given me no reason to think of her naked beneath me.
No indication that I should have dirty thoughts about those delectable lips.
Absolutely no sign that I could have the pleasure of stroking her bare back
while I take her from behind. 
Fuck. Me. 
While images of her cloud my thoughts, I’m not sure I have a
shot in hell of even taking up a minute of her time, much less a night. Nope,
not one clue if I have a chance with this beauty. 
I’ll take the risk, something I’m adept at doing. More often
than not I win in the end. She won’t be an easy target, but nothing worth
having ever is. I’m determined to find out if her tongue is as seductive as her
eyes. 
Although she brings out my instinctive side, this is not
about sex and passing time. It’s about spending time with someone who
challenges my mind while turning on my body. 
Nudging the guy who lives here, I signal across the room and
ask, “What’s her name?”
“Who?” He follows my gaze. “The hottie on the couch?”
Heart-shaped face, flawless skin, ample tits, hourglass
shape at her waist. She’s not built like a girl who doesn’t eat. She’s shaped
like a woman I want to meet. “Yeah.” 
“Dariya Rostavik. She’s fucking hot.” He pats my shoulder.
“And single. If my girlfriend wasn’t here, I’d be all over that.”
“Cuz you’re an asshole.” Her name, Dariya, rolls around my
mouth, spikey instead of rolling off the tongue naturally. The name doesn’t fit
her. 
“Pretty much.” He laughs. “You gonna hit it, Everest?”
“I don’t know.” I feign interest to him, lying to get his eyes
off her. “Fuck, they scored again.” My diversion works, and his attention is
back on the big screen.
The truth is, I don’t know if I’m going to hookup with her.
I’ve caught her looking at me when she thinks I don’t notice. But is
she looking at me the way I’m looking at her? 
Was I busted moving closer when she was talking to her
friend? Did she see me eavesdropping to hear her voice? Did she notice when I
joined a conversation behind her to be closer? Or that I stepped out of the way
of the fridge when she wanted a bottle of water? 
I never get shot down by women. I’ve lived on easy street
when it comes to my looks and, from what I’m told, my personality, attracting
the most attractive. Something tells me I might be rejected by her. 
She’s not like the other girls here. Nothing about her fits
in this environment—a party with a bunch of guys getting drunk while watching
sports and yelling at the TV and girls dragged here by their boyfriends or
convinced by their friends to stop by. 
She’s an innocent among sycophants. Everyone wants something
from me, except her. Sexy and smart—speaks right to my heart. 
I catch her eyes on me again. This time I stare back until
she looks away with a pretty pink coloring her cheeks. 
This game with her is much more interesting than the one on
TV. I follow her with my eyes as she gets up and joins a group by the window.
She seems to know the other girl, but not so much the two guys. 
Good, I inwardly growl.
Keith hits me in the chest. “Who do you have your eyes on?”
“The woman by the window.”
My best friend shakes his head. “No. Check out eleven
o’clock. She’s a model from Romania. Hot as fuck.”
“Not interested. I want more than a fuck.”
“I’m sorry. Have we met?” His sarcasm is as annoying as he’s
been lately at the office.
“I’m for real.”
“So am I.”
I exhale and shoot him a glare. “I really am. I can fuck
anyone. I want to spend time with someone who interests me.”
“You’re working too much. You’re so caught up in your head
lately you’re missing what life is really about.”
Crossing my arms over my chest, I indulge him. “And what is
life really about?”
“Doing everything in your power to get it while the gettin’s
good.”
“Are we talking about business or women?”
“Both.”
The model is hot, but I feel like I’ve been there done that.
I don’t care what he wants. He can have shallow, meaningless relationships.
They’re more hassle than they’re worth. 
Glancing toward the woman outside, an ease comes over me,
releasing some of the pent-up pressure that’s been expanding lately. “You go
for the model. I’ll go for Dariya.”
“Dariya?” I’m knocked on the arm, and he points toward the
couch. “That’s Dariya, man.”
“The model?”
“Yeah,” he says, laughing. 
Thank fuck I didn’t go outside and call the beauty by the
wrong name. “I’ll be back.” I grab two cans and head toward the window. I stop
briefly by the group she was talking to prior, but they’re buried deep into a
conversation about American consumerism. I’m not interested in their philosophical
views on finances. The only thing I’m interested in is the pretty woman sitting
alone outside. The woman excuses herself and I ask, “Hey, you guys know her
name?”
They look outside. “Singer.”
“She’s a singer?”
“No,” he says, chuckling. “Her name is Singer. Singer Davis.
She came here with her friend, Melanie, who just left.”
I don’t hear most of what he says because I’m stuck on the
woman with the red lips. Singer. Singer Davis. “Thanks.”
Singer’s been sitting on that fire escape by herself long
enough to not feel like I’m invading her space, like she’s taken over my
thoughts. I seize the moment and climb out.
This is where our story begins . . .

Author Bio

Living in the capital of Texas with her family, Scott loves traveling and avocados, beaches, and cooking with her kids. She’s obsessed with epic romances and loves a good plot twist. Her favorite color is blue, but she likens it more toward the sky than the emotion. Her home is filled with the welcoming symbol of the pineapple and finds surfing a challenge though she likes to think she’s a pro.

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Pre-order Blitz: the Trace + Olivia Series by Micalea Smeltzer

 

Series: Trace + Olivia
Author: Micalea Smeltzer
Genre: New Adult
Cover Design: Regina Wamba, Mae I Design
Release Date: September 22, 2017

Finding Olivia

 

How far would you
go to find yourself?
That’s the question that’s been haunting Olivia Owens for years.All Olivia has ever wanted to do is live and make mistakes, but her preacher
father has made that impossible. She believes that her years at college will be
her ticket into the real world and her chance to be wild and spontaneous.But she’s never been able to do it on her own.

At the start of her sophomore year, she only has four things crossed off her
Live List, but that’s all about to change thanks to a chance encounter with
Trace Wentworth. She’s about to learn that there’s more to this reformed bad
boy than just his looks and panty dropping smile.

Trace can’t explain what it is that draws him to Olivia.

All he knows is that he wants to get to know the girl with the sad smile but
sparkle in her eyes.

When she tells him about her list, he knows that this is his chance to get to
know Olivia Owens. Trace is determined to show Olivia that she can do all the
things she’s ever wanted to do. So, he begins to help her cross things off her
list, even the more outlandish requests.

What happens along the way is more than what Olivia or Trace ever expected.

Love, laughs, and a list.

That’s the name of the game when you’re Finding Olivia.

 

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Chasing Olivia
How far would you go to reignite the spark you once had?Two years later, Trace and Olivia are as much in love as they’ve always been.
But the spark they once had for life is waning and Trace is determined that
they find it again. His solution? A road trip. But he doesn’t tell Olivia the
real reason they’re heading north.Olivia is happy to go on a road trip and have more adventures with Trace.
Besides, she needs a distraction from the soap opera her life has become. With
college over, this is the perfect opportunity to chase down the carefree girl
she once was.But life isn’t a fairytale and you can only escape reality for so long.

Love, laughs, and a hidden agenda.

That’s the name of the game when you’re Chasing Olivia.

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Tempting Rowan

I’m drowning in the numbness. It’s pulling me under and I can’t see the surface. It’s easier to pretend I can’t feel. And the longer you pretend, the easier it is to believe. But he wants to save me. Only he can’t. I have to save myself…and I don’t know if I want to.

 
Rowan Sinclair’s life has been anything but easy. With an alcoholic mother and a sleazy stepfather, it’s been her responsibility to raise her younger siblings. At twenty-one she’s chained to a life she doesn’t want, but sees no other alternative. After all, what would happen to her brother and sister if she were to leave?
 
Trenton Wentworth sees the pain behind Rowan’s eyes. He wants nothing more than to make it disappear. To hold her. To love her. Except Rowan keeps everyone at a safe distance. But if there’s anyone that can break down the walls she’s built around herself, it’s Trent. So she avoids him at all costs. But Trent isn’t one to be easily evaded. He’s stubborn and determined. He’ll save this girl even if it costs him everything.
 
Love, lies, and deception.
 
That’s the name of the game when you’re Tempting Rowan.
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Saving Tatum
Even tough girls
need saving.
Jude Brooks is bad news. He’s the kind of guy that leaves behind a string of
broken hearts and Tatum O’ Connor is not about to be one of those girls,
despite all of Jude’s advances. They have a past, and Tatum’s determined to
make sure they don’t have a future.Unfortunately for her, “no” isn’t a word in Jude’s vocabulary.The more she backs away, the more he pushes.

But what if he pushes too far?

Tatum’s hiding a pain that no one sees and holding on to a hurt that may never
heal. Letting Jude into her heart could shatter her completely—and what if she
opens up to Jude and he can’t handle her baggage?

Love is never easy—especially when the person you’re falling for is the person
you blame for the worst event in your life.

Love, heartache, and despair.

That’s the name of the game when you’re Saving Tatum.

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Author Bio
Hi.
I’m Micalea. Ma-call-e-uh. Weird name, I know. My mom must’ve known I was going
to be odd even in the womb. I’ve written a lot of books. Like a lot. Don’t ask
me how many, I don’t remember at this point. I have an unhealthy addiction to
Diet Coke but I can’t seem to break the habit. I listen to way too much music
and hedgehogs have taken over my life. Crazy is the word that
best sums up my life, but it’s the good kind of crazy and I wouldn’t change it
for anything.
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Chapter One: Glamour: Contemporary Fairytale Retellings A.L. Jackson

 

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Glamour: Contemporary Fairytale Retellings

A.L. Jackson, Sophie Jordan, Aleatha Romig, Skye Warren, Lili St. Germain, Nora Flite, Sierra Simone with Nicola Rendell

Releases Tuesday, July 18th

Synopsis

Once upon a time…

Remember the fairy tales your parents read to you when you were little?

These are NOT those fairy tales.

From modern day royalty to metaphorical dragons, contemporary castles to sexy heroes, these bestselling authors twist tales as old as time into something new.

GLAMOUR contains eight exclusive never-before-seen novellas that each have an HEA… because they all lived happily ever after.

 

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Chapter One

Broderick

I’m not sure how you handle things where you come from, Mr. Wolfe, but I can assure you it is not how we handle things in Gingham Lakes. Mrs. Tindall has been a value to our small community since the fifties, and her family long before then, and I have every intention of securing that legacy for many years to come. Why don’t you make things easier on yourself and remain in your high-rise office, which I’m sure affords you quite the dramatic view of Manhattan. You seem better suited for that than our ‘provincial’ town.

 

I didn’t even fight the satisfied smile that pulled at my lips as I let my eyes retrace her latest email.

God, this woman was a handful.

Determined and feisty.

A challenge I couldn’t wait to take on.

For the last five months, we’d been going back and forth via email. My interactions with this tough-as-nails attorney, who was working pro bono for a tiny company in an even tinier city in Alabama, had escalated with each click of send.

Maybe it was a little sick that I’d come to crave this game.

Cat and mouse.

Round and round.

She was sharp and obviously loyal. I’d never even seen her. But apparently, I didn’t have to. Just sitting there and reading the fight in her words made my dick hard.

There was nothing like a strong woman who knew what she wanted.

The best part was I wanted it more.

My laptop screen burned through the dim light of my high-rise office, which did indeed offer the most spectacular view of Manhattan. With a smirk, I leaned forward and let my fingers fly across the keyboard.

 

That is where you’re mistaken, Ms. Redd. I’m sure you’re well aware of our company’s reputation. The Wolfe name is the very definition of success. It’s the cornerstone on which our company has been built, and I will not let that name be tarnished. I will have that building, and in the end, my hotel will stand in its place. I’m trying to be fair, but make no mistake, if you force me into a corner, I will come out, teeth bared. I’ve been told they’re sharp.

 

A shock of lust curled in my gut as I sent the email. Why did I get the feeling I would love sinking my teeth into this woman?

It took only a few moments before my inbox pinged with a new message.

 

Is that a threat, Mr. Wolfe? Because if it is, I can assure you, my nails are equally as long, and I never hesitate to fight back.

 

Visions assaulted me. Ones of her nails clawing at my shoulders and raking down my back. Her body straining beneath mine as I ravaged her.

My breaths turned shallow as I typed out a response.

 

Is that a promise or your own threat, Ms. Redd? I’m up for either.

 

God. What the fuck did I think I was doing? I’d always been about the job. But this woman…this fiery woman had me stepping out of bounds. Saying things I knew I should never say.

Her response was almost immediate.

 

Don’t flatter yourself. You’re clearly compensating, and I definitely don’t need that kind of disappointment. Save yourself the trip. You wouldn’t want to embarrass yourself with that kind of failure.

 

“Oh, you went there, did you?” I murmured beneath my breath. I fucking loved that she didn’t hold back. My teeth scraped my lower lip, my mouth watering as I gave into the chase.

 

Failure is not a part of my vocabulary, Ms. Redd. I think we’ve already established that. But don’t worry, at the end of all of this, you will be thanking me.

 

I pressed send a little too eagerly, becoming even more excited when I clicked into her quick response.

 

Only in your lofty, lofty dreams, Mr. Wolfe. I will see to it those dreams are crushed.

 

A chuckle rumbled free, and I rubbed at my jaw. She had no idea just how much pleasure I would take in crushing her.

This could have been an easy acquisition.

We’d made a more than generous offer, after all. Instead of accepting it and moving on, they let nostalgia taint their decision and rejected the small fortune.

Some people didn’t seem to understand when it was best to take the path of least resistance.

But you wouldn’t see me complaining. They had no clue just how much I relished the battle.

My cell bleeped and lit up where it rested on the glass desk, and I subdued the irritation that fought to work its way up my throat. I cleared it as I rocked forward and accepted the call.

“Father,” I said by way of hello as I stood and shrugged into my suit jacket before closing down my laptop and sliding it into its leather case.

“Son. Tell me you’ve taken care of the issue.”

“I’m working on it.”

“Working on it isn’t good enough. I needed this finished yesterday.”

I gritted my teeth in an attempt to keep from spitting the words at him. “I told you, I would handle this one my way.”

He huffed. “Haven’t you figured out yet that your way doesn’t work?”

A jolt of bitter laughter tripped from my tongue. “I think I’ve cleaned up enough of your messes that you would have realized by now that it does.”

If it were up to my father, he would have gone in there and basically stolen that building right out from under that old lady. His men had no qualms about making a threat or two to get what he wanted, bending people to his will by cowardly shows of force.

Silence traveled the line, the two of us at odds, the constant contention that had churned between us since I was a little boy so close to reaching its boiling point.

“Two weeks, Broderick. Two weeks,” he finally said. There was no missing the threat.

“I won’t need them.” My voice lowered. “And I’m warning you—do not interfere in this. I will do this my way.”

“We’ll see.” That was the last thing he said before the line went dead.

Fuck. I squeezed the phone in my hand. It took every ounce of willpower I had not to send my phone sailing through the air.

Broderick Wolfe Sr. thought he was the epitome of success.

Believed his efforts were what Wolfe Industries was built upon.

When in truth, the man was nothing but underhanded deals and greed.

Those were footsteps I refused to walk in.

I worked relentlessly for what I wanted.

Chased it.

Hunted it until I had it in my clutches.

And when I won? It was because I was actually the best at what I did.

I buttoned a single button on my jacket and shook out the cuffs. Lifting my chin, I grabbed my case and strode out the door.

I had work to do.

And I was going to love every second of it.