SHAKEN (Book 1)
Redd wasn’t looking for Mr. Right but Mr. Right now. But the moment Nikko walked into her bar she felt that first rush of need. She wasn’t shy about getting what she wanted even if only for one night, which was all her chaotic lifestyle would allow. Besides, not many men wanted to date a woman who worked in a strip club, even if she were the bartender. It tended to make them sneer. She didn’t know which was worse. When they found out she was part owner or when they found out she was a law student. That intimidated the hell out of some. She didn’t really give a damn.
Nikko wasn’t looking for anyone. His life was full as the senior associate at a law firm and he just found out he was being considered for partnership. His life was about to become even busier. Then something happened that left him shaken. What should have been one night of uninhibited pleasure became a weekend, then it became more. How the hell did that happen? And did he want it to stop?
Shaken is also book 1.5 in The Young Guns
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STIRRED (Book 2)
During the day Harper Reynolds might have been a law school
student, but at night he was a male stripper. At the very exclusive members
only Club Prestige. To protect his identity he wore a mask. But one day someone saw through his facade and
suddenly the future he’d planned was threatened.
Nadya Johnson thought she’d always be a marine, at least for the
next eight years. But a bullet took it all away from her. Including the man
she’d been writing to for years. Someone she’d never met—but she wanted to see
him just once. Even if he didn’t know who she was; and she didn’t dare tell him
her real name. All she wanted was one night.
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FROZEN (Book 3)
Lani
Ever have that one perfect moment in time, when you know exactly what
you’re supposed to do, who you’re supposed to be in life? Well, that had been
me, and it certainly had lasted for more than a moment. I’d decided to pledge
myself to God and help others in his name. Selfless, that was me and I was
weeks away from taking my final vows. Then something happened, I met someone
and suddenly I questioned everything.
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I’ve always lived my life on my terms.
Granted, I never thought I’d grow up to be a male stripper. But what the hell,
I made good money and now, I had a shot at something more. And the women. Yeah,
I loved women but they came and went. I preferred it that way. Didn’t matter
which of us left first, as long as one of us did. I didn’t do attachments. Then
something happened. I’m no saint, but I saved someone and wanted an attachment.
Only to find out I could never have her.
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Chapter 1 Excerpt
“Thank you again for coming, Lani,” Corrine said, giving me a
quick hug.
“Yes,” Lara added, kissing my cheek. “Thank you. Love you. Feel
better.” She squeezed my arm.
“I will. Love you too.”
“Want me to help you get a cab?” Lara asked
“No, I’ll just call one.”
“Okay. Text me once you get home,” Lara said.
I rolled my eyes. “Sure, sure.” It’s not like I lived alone. I
hadn’t moved out of our parent’s house yet. I wouldn’t until I took my
novitiate vows in a month, but I worked everyday and went to church every other
day. Only returning to our parent’s house in time for dinner and to sleep.
I made my way to the elevator while my sister and her companions
went in the other direction to one of the rooms for the strip show. Part of me
was a little curious and wanted to see one, but the other more practical part
of me knew I shouldn’t. Having a drink in a bar was one thing, watching the strip
show, well something else entirely. Besides, the world seemed a little tilted.
I stepped onto the elevator and leaned against the side to right myself. I’d
just pressed the button for the first floor when someone stepped on. My head
ached so much I couldn’t even glance up to see who I shared the ride with. I
stared at the floor and could see the dark shoes and pants legs, the size
hinted at a man.
The door closed, the elevator dropped and my body swayed but I
didn’t fall.
The man who now stood behind me said, “Whoa!” He held onto my
waist as though to steady me.
“Tha—thank—y…” Something was wrong with my voice. My words didn’t
come out right. How much did I have to drink? The elevator door opened and I
took a step forward to get out when the entire floor spun up to meet my face,
but strong hands held onto me.
“I got ya.”
“Everything okay?”
A male’s voice asked, one I didn’t recognize.
“Yeah, she’s fine. Just a little too much to drink.”
I didn’t recognize the one who answered either. “Na…” I wanted to
protest, but the arms holding me up were the only reason I could walk forward.
I leaned against his strength, depending on it.
I felt myself being placed in the back of a car. The scent of
smoke and stale air made me want to puke. “Cab,” I muttered.
“Yeah, cab.”
Hands reached across my lap to snap my seatbelt, pausing to stroke
my breasts. Wrong this was all wrong. “Nooooooo!” I cried out.
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