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New Release: His First by Jenika Snow

 

MOIRA

I’ve known Braxton my whole life.

He’s older than me, but I’ve loved him since I knew what that meant.
And when I see him again after years of being apart, I don’t want to stop myself from telling him how I feel.

He might be my father’s good friend, and nearly two decades older than me, but he’s all I want.

BRAXTON

I first realized I loved Moira when she was eighteen years old. Now two years later I’m back in her life and that affection has grown tenfold.

It’s smart to stay away, but I can’t. I won’t.

I’ve been celibate because I only want her. It’s time to man-up and tell Moira that she’s been mine for years, even if she didn’t know it.


Warning: This is an especially fast read, packed with steamy goodness, and a virginal heroine and celibate hero. It also has a healthy dose of sweetness thrown in. Get ready for a feel good story that’ll still make you blush.
 
  He was huge, and it was all for me.
 
  He got off the bed and tore at his clothes in the same manner he had mine. And when he was just as naked as I was for him, I felt my pulse jackknife in my throat, in my pussy, and felt my body heat rise.
  
   “Tell me what you what, what you want me to give to you.”
   “I want everything.” I was breathing so hard. “I want you to kiss me, touch me … make me come.” I was so nervous, embarrassed a little even for saying those words.
   I’d thought them plenty of times, wondered what it would feel like for Braxton to do those sexual things to me. But saying them out loud had my face heating. I’d never been so bold.
   He moved back onto the bed and cupped my cheek, looking into my eyes. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
   God, his voice could make me come on its own.
   My throat felt so tight, like there was a lump in the center of it. “I want you to touch me, Braxton. I want you to be with me in all the ways that count.”
   “I want you to touch yourself for me. I want to watch as you spread those pretty pussy lips for me, to show me how pink you are on the inside.”
   
   He was breathing harder, faster. “Do it for me, baby girl. Show Daddy what he wants.”
   The way he called himself Daddy should have freaked me out a bit. But the fact was I got wetter, hotter.
Jenika Snow is a USA Today Bestselling Author that lives in the northwest with her husband and their two daughters. Before she started writing full-time she worked as a nurse.

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Release Day Blitz: Taking Her Hard by Jenika Snow

 

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She was his even if she didn’t know it.

Vain had never been one for happily ever afters, true love, or the bullshit that comes with having an old lady. He cared for his club, was loyal until he bled, and that’s all he needed in life.

But then Lizzy came into his life and all that changed. He kept his mouth shut, focused on the MC, and told no one about his feelings, least of all the girl he loved. When Lizzy left he didn’t need or want anyone by his side. She’d been it for him and he let her walk away.

And now she’s back. Lizzy is young and innocent, and he’s too much of a bastard for her. She’s the sister of one of his biker brothers, and Vain knew going down that road would only lead to lines being crossed.

But he wanted her, and he’d have her.

With her life in the gutter and nowhere else to turn, Lizzy had no choice but to seek out her brother for help. It’s been years since she left the protection of the MC, and it’s all because she thought she didn’t want that life surrounding her. But the truth is she ran from her feelings for a certain biker.

And then she sees him, the man she loves… Vain. When their feelings come out in the open, she doesn’t know how the end will look. Being with him could cause trouble for the other bikers, could cause a rift in their brotherhood. But for the first time in her life she feels good and wants to see the outcome, wants to be happy.

Vain says she’ll be his, and Lizzy has no doubt that’s the truth. At the end of the day she can’t fight him… Because she doesn’t want to.

Warning: The title pretty much guarantees what you’re getting yourself into. Rough, filthy, short, and totally over-the-top, this hero is all about making sure his woman is pleased in all the best ways. This is a drama free book, so enjoy the dirty ride.

 

She was breathing hard, fast, her body hot, every part of her ready for him, for this moment. She didn’t know if it would get to that, but God, she wanted it to.
“Did you mean what you said?” he asked, just a foot from her now, his scent overpowering in the best kind of way. She craned her neck back to look into his face, loving the way he stared at her … like he was starved for a taste of her.
She nodded, not able to form any words at the moment.
“Come here, Lizzy.” His voice was low, hoarse, and there was a touch of dominance in it. Vain always had this way of commanding people without having to do much more than give them a look. She stared at his mouth, focusing on the way he formed the words.
She licked her lips and moved that last bit of space it took to almost have their chests brushing together. God, he smelled incredible. They didn’t speak, didn’t even move for long seconds. They just stared at each other.
“I want you so fucking badly. I’ve needed you for years, longer than I ever let myself feel or express.” He reached out and cupped her waist with one hand, covering one side of her face with the other. “But I’m done pretending, thinking I’m strong enough to leave you alone, to not make you mine. Having you here is hard, but in the best of ways. And knowing you want me too, that you hid how you felt, makes it impossible for me to back away and give you time to fully understand this.”
“I understand this. I want you, and you want me.” She felt the calluses on his fingers. He held her cheek in a tight, almost painful grip. It was like he was afraid she would turn and leave, maybe thinking this wasn’t real. Hell, she kind of felt like that. Vain brushed the pad of his thumb along her cheek. Back and forth. Back and forth. And because she couldn’t stop herself, Lizzy rose on her toes, braced her hands on his chest, and leaned forward to place her mouth on his.
He didn’t kiss her, didn’t apply pressure to her mouth. He moved the hand that held her face to the back of her head. He tunneled his fingers into her hair, tightened his hold on the strands until pain mixed with her pleasure.
“Fuck, baby girl. You have no idea how much I want you now.” His lips moved along hers, just the slightest motion, the tiniest pressure. She was so desperate for him, so ready to make this her reality.
“It’s only ever been you, Lizzy.” His voice was so deep, so masculine. It moved along her entire body, making her crave more, need more. “There hasn’t been anyone else for me but you.” He still had a tight hold on her hair, the pain a pleasurable sensation. “Years I’ve wanted you, waited for you.”

 

 

Jenika Snow is a USA Today Bestselling Author that lives in the northwest with her husband and their two daughters. Before she started writing full-time she worked as a nurse.

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Cover Reveal: Blacksmith by Jenika Snow

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Coming February 21st

 

 

 

Steel isn’t the only thing that’s hard.

Maddie

Deacon was older than me, but I wanted him regardless. He had this raw edge to him, this primal aura surrounding him that made me feel wholly feminine. He was the epitome of a man…a real man. Even his profession was masculine: a blacksmith. I had no doubt he knew how to work his hands over a woman, how to use them to make her feel the soft and hard sides of him.

What I wanted was for him to be my first…my only.

 

Deacon

She thought I didn’t see her watching me, that I didn’t know she wanted me.

I knew, and I wanted her with a fierceness that rivalled anything else.

What Maddie didn’t know was I’d already claimed her. There was no other woman for me but her. I was a possessive bastard, territorial when it came to her. The time had finally come to make her mine. I’d show her how primal I really was, how rough I liked it, how much I wanted to make her scream my name. I’d show her how a man took care of his woman in all the ways that counted.

She’d be mine. Only mine.



Warning: You like your heroes with a touch of caveman? Look no further because Deacon has it going on. He’s all man, and then some. Hold on tight because this story packs a punch, being unbelievable in the best of ways and having instal-everything.

 

Jenika Snow is a USA Today Bestselling Author that lives in the northwest with her husband and their two daughters. Before she started writing full-time she worked as a nurse.

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Cover Reveal: Arrogant by Jenika Snow

 

Coming November 1st

 

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Even a bad boy can wear a suit and tie…

Noah

All it took was one look at Harley to know I wanted her.

It wasn’t about the deliberate sexual dry spell I was going through either … the one I voluntarily participated in. No, there was something about her innocence and her vulnerability that had possessiveness running through my veins.

I wanted her as mine, and I’d have her. I’d show her that although I could be cruel to those who went up against me, when it came to her, I’d make the world bow down at her feet.

Harley

The intern position I had been offered was a once in a lifetime opportunity, but it also came with working for a man who had the most notorious reputation in the city.

Noah Wright was anything but Mr. Right, especially not with his arrogant, unforgiving, and tyrannical attitude. He was wealthy and gorgeous, but he struck fear into people with just a look. They knew who held the power when he was in the room. So did I.

And I was now working for him and getting an up close and personal experience with his cold, hardened, and abrasive personality … and it turned me on.

But there was something else under the frigid demeanor he showed everyone, a slice of warmth he showed only me. I knew if Noah wanted me, he could easily have me, because putting up a fight was not what I planned on doing.

I wanted him, but I wouldn’t be just a conquest. I wouldn’t make this easy for him.



Warning: Love insta-everything in a book? Like over the top sugary goodness? Want your stories dripping with cocky and possessive alpha heroes who only want one woman? Get a fan and a cold glass of water ready, because this story will definitely heat you up.

 

Jenika Snow is a USA Today Bestselling Author that lives in the northwest with her husband and their two daughters. Before she started writing full-time she worked as a nurse.

 

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Release Day Blitz: Roommate by Jenika Snow

 

 

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Brendan

I’ve done pretty damn well in hiding my feelings for her over the years, but having Meghan under the same roof as me, and only feet from my bed makes it hard to control myself.

The truth is when it comes to Meghan I don’t want to practice self-control. I love her.

Meghan

I’ve known him nearly my whole life. He’s arrogant, gets under my skin, but is gorgeous and caring, too. And as much as I want to say it doesn’t affect me, that Brendan doesn’t affect me I’d be lying.

The truth is I love him, and I don’t know if that’ll end up destroying me.

Brendan

She needed a place to stay, and now she’s got a roommate … me. But I’m about to show her that I want more than a friendly arrangement.

I’ve never been good at sharing, and when it comes to her, she’s mine.

 

Warning: You like short, hot, straight to the point stories? Do you want drama-free sexiness that leaves nothing to the imagination? Do you want a story that is pretty unbelievable, but gives you the warm fuzzies at the same time? Well then, leave your panties at the door because that’s what’s going down in this quickie.

 

 

 

She was hurting right now. The thought of not being the one to be there for her, and to pick her up when she was down, made me feel like shit.

I wanted to be the one for her always.

Is that your excuse for checking up on her, for driving to her school to make sure she was okay, that she seemed happy? Is that your excuse for pretty much fucking stalking her?

I wasn’t stalking her, or at least I told myself that. I was making sure she was okay. But fuck, admitting that to her felt so dirty, like I was this damn creep.

I just love her.

Said every fucking weirdo on the planet that watched the girl they loved.

God, I could have laughed at my own inner ramblings.

“Thank you again.”

I shook my head. “You know I’d do anything for you.”

This look of gratitude crossed Meghan’s face, and I knew tonight would most definitely be a drunk kind of one.

“I have a bottle of whiskey with our names on it.”
I cared about her like no other—whether she’d ever known that or would ever know it. Keeping my distance, not telling her how I felt, and pretending like she didn’t mean more than she really did, had been the worst mistake of my life.

But she was here now, and I was going to use this opportunity to show her I’d grown the hell up and could make her happy.

But only with me. I only wanted her to be happy with me. Selfish or not, that was the reality.

That means telling her you scared off that asshole that had been hitting on her six months ago at school. That means you’ll have to come clean about why you were there and why you gave a shit if she dated someone.

I was going to make her mine, no matter what.

 

 

 

 

Jenika Snow is a USA Today Bestselling Author that lives in the northwest with her husband and their two daughters. Before she started writing full-time she worked as a nurse.

 

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Release Day Blitz: Experienced by Jenika Snow

 

 

He’ll show her how a real man treats a woman…

 

SABINE

I’ve never known how good it could feel to be taken care of by a man who knew what he was doing.

Until I was with Hugo…

 

HUGO

I was older than her.

She was innocent, hadn’t experienced all that life had to offer.

I could give her that experience.

Sabine consumed my thoughts, made me desire nothing else but her. No other woman compared to her, and because of that, I haven’t been with a woman for four years, which was also the last time I saw Sabine.

But I was done feeling guilty for what I desired. I wanted Sabine in my life, by my side, and I was about to make that a reality.

I didn’t know if she’d ever been treated the way a female should … but I was going to show her how a real man takes care of a woman.


Warning: If you’re into super short, hot, dirty reads containing a much older hero and younger heroine … keep on reading. This story is guaranteed to make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside, give you that sweet HEA we all deserve, and make you want to search out an experienced older man for yourself.

 

Let me see you, Sabine.”

My pulse jackknifed, and I felt my throat tighten. I looked down at myself, knowing I wanted to show him, because I thought I looked nice in the dress, but I felt so nervous. I’d never felt so … pretty.

“Sabine.” He said my name deeply, with a touch of authority.

I reached out and grabbed the handle and, for a second, just held the little brass globe in my hand. It started to warm when I finally pulled the door open. Hugo stood just a few feet from me, this air of confidence and control surrounding him.

He looked so damn good.

I felt my cheeks heat even further, but prayed I didn’t look like a total twit. I didn’t want him thinking I was embarrassed by this moment or his generosity. I also didn’t want him to think I couldn’t control myself and the clear attraction I’d felt between us in the car.

And God, had I felt it. I still couldn’t wrap my head around the heat that had consumed me at the way he’d looked at me. He didn’t speak for long seconds, but he was definitely appraising me.

“It’s too much, isn’t it?” I felt my hands start to shake from my nerves. I was losing it, but I couldn’t stop the energy moving through me.
“Krasivitsa.”

I felt butterflies take root in my belly at the way he called me beautiful. It was only one word, but it sounded like he meant so much more with it.

“You’re absolutely beautiful, Sabine.”

I felt my damn blush intensify. “Thank you.” I saw the woman holding up a few more dresses, but Hugo waved her off.

“I love this one. I think this one will be perfect for tonight.” He looked up at me after scanning my body for several seconds. I liked that he took charge. I loved this dress, but hearing him shut any other dresses down, and telling me this was the one, made me feel very feminine … very happy that he was pleased.

We didn’t speak for long seconds, and I wondered if the woman still standing in the background felt weird just watching us. Surely she could see the connection that was going on? Or maybe I was the only one that felt it?

“We need some privacy,” Hugo finally said, addressing the woman. She was gone a second later. I ran my hands down the dress, but caught myself and curled my fingers into fists. Hugo took a step closer and another and another, until he was right in front of me, just a few inches separating us.

I had a hard time breathing with Hugo’s scent filling my head. He glanced down at my lips, licked his own, and exhaled roughly, as if he was having just as hard a time as I was.

“There are a lot of things I want to say right now, Sabine.” He still stared at my mouth.

“Say them,” I whispered, not caring if anyone could hear us.

“They aren’t proper,” he said and took another step closer to me, so much so that if I inhaled our chests would brush together.

“I’m past proper, Hugo.” I was feeling bold, braver. “I know what happened in the car wasn’t just one sided.”

He was still looking at my mouth. My heartbeat filled my head, and I grew dizzy.

“No, it wasn’t just one sided.”

And then he leaned in, pushed my hair aside, and said softly against the shell of my ear, “It’s always been you, and I’m tried of waiting, Sabine. I’m ready to make you mine.”

 

 

 

 

Jenika Snow is a USA Today Bestselling Author that lives in the northwest with her husband and their two daughters. Before she started writing full-time she worked as a nurse.

 

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Release Day Blitz – A Real Man Box Set by Jenika Snow

 

 

 

 

 

Real men always do it better…

A Real Man: Volume One includes the first three books in the series.



Book 1: Lumberjack (ebook includes never before published epilogue)

She’s never been with a real man … until now.



Book 2: Virgin (ebook includes never before published epilogue)

She’s the only one he’s ever wanted…



Book 3: Baby Fever

He’ll put his baby in her…
This is a special excerpt, you get a taste of all three books with short excerpts from each.
LUMBERJACK

I looked over at the ax he had on the wall. It was huge, the handle worn, but the blade freshly cleaned and sharpened. I imagined the kind

of power it must take to wield that thing day in and day out.

When I turned my head to face him again, I was surprised to see he was leaning forward, his focus on me. He was braced on the edge of

the chair, his glass now on the coffee table, and his forearms resting on his thighs. He kept his focus right on my eyes, and I felt my heart

jump into my throat.

“How about we cut the shit, Vivian?”

The way he spoke, the words he said, were heated, aroused.

I clenched my fingers tighter around my glass.

Was the room getting hotter, or was it just me?

“What?” I said softly. “What are you talking about?” God, even hearing myself, I sounded like I was full of shit.

He lifted his eyebrow at my question, but didn’t respond right away. After another moment of silence, he finally spoke again. “You want to

act like you’re not aroused right now, that you don’t feel this crazy as fuck chemistry?”
I swallowed, not saying anything, but knowing my answer was probably written all over my face.

“You want to pretend like you’re not eyeing every part of my body, maybe wondering how big my cock is?”

Oh. God.

“Because I sure as fuck have been eyeing you, wondering if your pussy hair matches what’s on your head.”

The deep sound of his voice had my inner muscles clenching even tighter in desire.

His eyes were half lidded as he stared at me. “Because I’ll tell you one thing.” A moment passed before he continued. “Red is my favorite fucking color.”

 

VIRGIN

“Have you ever really thought that out of the entire world, the universe, the great blankness above us, that we are just these little specks of cells and energy?”

I heard what she said, but I was too focused on her, at the way she looked staring up at the sky, at the vulnerability and sadness I saw on her face.

“It’s only a year of school before we can be together again, but it feels like someone is ripping out my heart, Quinn.” She looked at me then, that vulnerability so raw, so real, that I felt it in every cell in my body. “I know to outsiders looking in I’m being dramatic, but I can’t help it. I love—”

“I love you, Isabel,” I said, cutting her off, not about to hold this in anymore. She didn’t move, didn’t even show emotion for long moments. “I am so fucking in love with you, and have been before I even know what that emotion was.” I cupped her face again and leaned down so we were eye to eye. “Ever since I met you when we were ten, I felt something in me start to grow. As the years went on, that affection grew to what I feel now.”

I heard her gasp a little, just a tiny sound that left her lips parted, but I wasn’t going to stop. I couldn’t. Now that the words were out, hanging between us, I wanted to lay it all bare.

“I didn’t want to say anything before because I was afraid of ruining the friendship we have. Having you in my life, even if only as a friend, is what I’ll take, because the alternative isn’t an option for me, Isabel.”

 

BABY FEVER


I slipped my hand along her side. Being a bold motherfucker, I placed my palm right between her legs. The skirt she wore gave way, and I growled low at the fact her panties were damp. “I want to own this sweet pussy, Eva.”

She made the sweetest little mewling noise.

I nipped at her earlobe, and she dug her nails harder into my flesh. I added just a bit of pressure, but before I snapped at the pleasure I felt and took her right here, I moved my hand back up and placed my open palm right over her belly. My fingers spanned the width, and I leaned back to look in her eyes. “And every single time I take you, claim you as mine, Eva, I’ll make sure to fill you up with my cum until you carry my baby.”

She gasped.

“I don’t want any other woman, don’t want any other female to carry my baby.” She didn’t speak, but she sucked in a breath. “I want to fuck you with nothing between us. I want to be so far in you, so damn deep, that when I fill you up my seed comes out of you days later.”

“Oh. God. Dex.”

“I want my baby growing right here.” I added a little pressure to her belly and watched her chest rise and fall rapidly. “Do you understand exactly what I’m saying?”

She licked her lips and nodded slowly.

“What do you think about that? How does that make you feel?”
“I want my baby growing right here.” I added a little pressure to her belly and watched her chest rise and fall rapidly. “Do you understand exactly what I’m saying?”

She licked her lips and nodded slowly.

“What do you think about that? How does that make you feel?”

She just shook her head, her whole body tight, her pupils still dilated, indicating how aroused she was.

“It scares me.”

“But in a good way, doesn’t it?”

She closed her eyes and exhaled. “God. Yes.”

I grinned even though she couldn’t see me.

Yeah, she was right here with me.

 

 

Jenika Snow is a USA Today Bestselling Author that lives in the northwest with her husband and their two daughters. Before she started writing full-time she worked as a nurse.

 

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