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Saturday, August 19, 2017


Ryker and Ella are back! 

Coming August 23, 2017 from Evernight Publishing

When Ryker Dennison became President of the Roaming Devils Motorcycle Club, it was a dream come true. Not only did he have great plans for the future of the club, he had everything he wanted, including Dr. Ella Hawkins by his side.

Ella made the decision to stay with Ryker despite everything that came between them. Their agreement, however, is that she has nothing to do with his club. As skeletons start coming out of the closet, Ryker soon learns that problems of the past are only the beginning of a new series of problems for the future of the club. Past decisions start haunting him. Not only is the club’s future in potential jeopardy, but so is his future with Ella. In a true test of his leadership, Ryker learns just how far he’s willing to go to keep what he wants.

*This is a continuity of Breaking the Rules and is best read in sequence.



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Friday, August 4, 2017


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Blurb:

A sexy, friends to lovers standalone novel from Lexie Davis.

Brianna Miller knew better than to let her best friend, Kaden Riggens, get under her skin. The sexy lawyer was brilliant at everything he did. His bedroom skills were no different. One drunken night led to the loss of her virginity and a surprise pregnancy that had her questioning everything she knew about him, especially when he chose to walk away and never look back.

Kaden Riggens didn’t know about his daughter until an angry Brianna confronted him in a restaurant nearly a year after their steamy night together. He thought about her and the way her lips tasted, the scent of her perfume, and how much he missed her in his life. But there was plenty he regretted about that night and a baby he’d never met was too much.

When a death in the family pushed them closer together, Kaden found himself longing for Brianna’s touch. Their daughter stood to inherit a lot of money and the only thing stopping it was the lack of him being married to her mother. After making a quick marital arrangement, the two find themselves playing house only the feelings that lingered between them were anything but an act. The superficial reasons for coming together gave him a second chance with her again, but Kaden would soon find himself falling in love with Brianna. This time, he had no regrets.

No Regrets is romance with an HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger!

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Monday, May 22, 2017






Blurb:

When a bomb landed on Autumn Callahan’s doorstep, she found her dream had turned into a nightmare. The veterinarian had built her practice from the ground up and established a dedicated clientele—something that provoked an enemy into targeting her. Fearing for his daughter’s life, her father appoints Jackson Cooper to protect her. He was a man with a past and the last man she expected—or wanted—to keep her safe.

Jackson Cooper never thought his best friend’s annoying little sister would have blossomed into such an alluring woman. He broke her heart nearly fourteen years ago, but that wouldn’t prevent him from keeping her safe now. The domineering man always got what he wanted. She could hate him, but he’d do whatever was necessary to keep her alive.

The longer they remained together, the more difficult it became to deny the hidden desires they felt for one another. Someone wanted to eliminate Autumn and her business, but Jackson vowed to not let that happen. He came back into her life for a reason, and this time, it wouldn’t be so easy for either of them to walk away.


Excerpt: 


“Get out of my room,” she said in the calmest voice she could muster. In the end though, it came out hoarse.

“Not until we get a few things straight.” He stood perfectly still at the door, pinning her with his eyes. “I’m here on business. Your father hired me to protect you, and I fully plan on doing my job. So get it out of your pretty little mind you’ll somehow get rid of me or avoid me the entire time, I’m here. It’s not going to happen. I see all my battles through to the end. This one is no different.”

She refused to cry in front of him. He had lowered her from a human being to a job in five seconds flat. The look in his eyes said that he didn’t care. He didn’t give a shit about her or her life. He was in it for the money.

“I don’t care. Just leave me alone.”

“Not until someone tells me what the hell is going on.” Jackson stepped inside her bedroom. “Why do you need someone to protect your stubborn ass?”

“Look here, buddy. You do not get to come into my home and insult me. I don’t give a shit what my father told you or is paying you, but this is my house and ultimately my decision.”

A spark of interest flashed through his eyes and his lips curved slightly at her remark. “I fully intend on the Major briefing me, but I haven’t the slightest idea what the hell is going on. I need you to tell me what happened so I can plan the best course of action.”

Course of action. Yeah. Right.

“Someone planted a small bomb in a package and sent it to me. It blew up at my office. My father’s overactive imagination thinks the person who sent it is out for blood and planned on killing me in the process. I know enough about bombs from studying with Nick that a little hand-held isn’t going to threaten a life. Take an arm off, maybe. But not take a life.”

“And you saying that shows your na├»ve stupidity.”

“Stop it,” she screamed, tears forming in her eyes. “You do not get to waltz into my home and call me names. Especially when you’re uninvited.”

“No? You’d rather me sugarcoat it for you?” Jackson stepped inside her bedroom, taking up her space. “Tell your father, ‘Yeah, sure she’s tough shit. She can handle herself.’ Then stand to the side and watch your body turn into pink mist when a bigger bomb explodes—all on my watch? When hell freezes over, sweetheart. If you think I’m backing down on this mission because I hurt your feelings fourteen years ago, you’re not only stupid but an ignorant fool.”

“I hate you.”

“Yeah, well, that’s something I can live with.” He reached into the side pocket of his pants and pulled out shiny metal cuffs.

“What are you doing with those?” Autumn arched a brow.

“Until I can trust you, you’ll be handcuffed to the bed.” A sly grin crept across his face.

“You aren’t putting those things on me.” She walked around the bed, positioning it between them.

“No? Is the tough girl going to stop me?”

Autumn sized him up and immediately decided it was a battle she’d lose. Although she roughhoused with her brother Nick, Jackson was twice his size. She would lose before the battle even began. Where the hell was Davis? “I’ll scream.”

“And no one will hear you.” He grabbed her arm and clicked the first cuff in place before she could pull out of his reach. “Or better yet, no one will care.”

The cool metal wrapped around her wrist like a snake twining around a limb. Autumn struggled and Jackson’s grip tightened. She hated the tingle he sent up her arm when his fingers held her wrist immobile. Nothing was more humiliating than the fact she still had that kind of reaction toward him after all he subjected her to.

“Now that’s a good girl,” he cooed. “If you’re really nice to me, I promise to give you more freedom.”

“Davis!”

Autumn jerked her hand away only to lose her balance and fall against the bed. Jackson climbed on top of her, pressing his body against hers to hold her still. She bit her lip to keep from saying something stupid like “Kiss me.” This was war, not foreplay, and she should have used her legs to kick him off her. Instead, her mind played their past relationship like a silent film. Each kiss, each touch flooding her memory faster than the speed of light. She groaned when he pressed his hips to her, remembering the feel of his body as he moved inside her. She’d been with men since her time with Jackson, but he was the only one who made her scream. Oh, how he made her scream.

He clicked the other cuff in place around the posts, the smug smile on his face saying he knew her thoughts. She didn’t exactly hide them, with her legs spread apart and her crotch all but rubbing against his. So much for not embarrassing herself.

“You can try to play tough, sweetheart, but in the end, you will lose, and I will win.” Jackson brushed a strand of hair from her face. His gaze lingered along the length of her body almost as intimate as a caress. “I always win.”

She screamed her frustration, and he did nothing but smile. She kicked her legs in an effort to fight him, but he moved quickly out of the way. All logical reasoning said she was doomed. She couldn’t comprehend who he thought he was coming into her house and holding her prisoner, but he sure as hell would pay for it. They’d all pay for it, starting with her overbearing father and his gallant status quo.

Jackson held out his hands. “Now don’t move.” He snickered. “I’ll be back in a minute.”

“Fuck you, Jackson!”

He smiled. “As memory serves, you already have.”

Monday, May 15, 2017



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Can a rule-breaking biker and a straight-laced lawyer find true love?


When criminal defense attorney, Addison Pierce, has bullets flying at her head, the only person she can turn to is Mason Vaughn, President of the Wicked Angels Motorcycle Club. As her client, he vowed to protect her from any repercussions of taking on his case. However, as much as Addison needs protection from Mason’s known enemies, she doesn’t need a complication like Mason in her life.

As she delves into the world of motorcycle clubs, she struggles with the ethics of her professional relationship with Mason turning into a more personal one. Mason’s world includes motorcycles, sex and the ever-present, law-defying anarchy known within his club. Addison stands against most of Mason’s tactics for keeping her safe, but start

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Thursday, April 27, 2017


“I don’t give a fuck what happens tomorrow. You’re mine, Piper. Mine.”



King Aleo needed a mate. Tradition meant that all the female shifters in the kingdom came to the castle to pledge their love for him in the hopes that they would be chosen to be his forever. However, Piper arrived at the ceremony with another problem at hand and she fully intended to challenge everything the king believed about their traditions. Humans were forbidden to mate with shifters, but Aleo's love for Piper was not something he could ignore. Will Aleo be forced into a custom that rips him from his true love forever? Or will the King be able to change the rules before the matching ceremony begins?




“Get me a towel,” he said letting her go.
Piper stood and grabbed the towel she’d brought in for him. “I’ll go get some clean sheets for the bed.”
He stood, his cock erect from the teasing. After dabbing his arms and chest, he wrapped the towel around his waist. Piper had moved to the side, watching him. The top of her dress was damp from the bath, and he could see her hard nipples and the outline of her luscious breasts.
His idea of not fucking her backfired. Every time she was around, his entire body knew about it. He wanted nothing more than to spend his last night as a single man buried inside the one woman that he could never have. She cleared her throat and walked across the room. Before she could leave, he grabbed her, pulling her back to him. 
“Nobody gives a fuck about clean sheets.” He stared into her eyes. “If I told you I wanted to fuck you, what would your response be?”
Piper’s gaze darted around the room. “Your future mate wouldn’t like that.”
“No.” He shook his head. “But she’s not here, and you are.”
The slender column of her neck had faint marks from his fingers. He liked how possessive it looked. “Take your dress off.”
“I don’t think…”
“I didn’t tell you to think. I told you to take your dress off. Now.”
Piper moved away from him. He watched her a moment as she walked across the room. She turned to face him. “No.”
The defiance was back. His pulse sped up. “No?”
“No.” She propped her hand on her hip. 
He stalked toward her. “That sassy little mouth and that revealing dress have had me hard all day. You’ve awakened the beast in me, sweetheart. Now you’re going to learn what that really means.”



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Saturday, April 15, 2017


"I know I'm better than him...Your body says far more than your lips ever will."


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Blurb:

Caleb
I knew how to please women. So good in fact, they paid me to do it. With a soft kiss to the back of their neck or a teasing bite on their inner thigh, I made them beg before making them scream. It was a game we played. However, Kelsey didn’t enter my life for the same reason as most. With her, it wasn’t a game. I’d willingly fulfill her every desire but the fantasy world we had created started to blur with reality. The tables had turned really fast. She had me at her mercy before I even said hello and I was the one on my knees begging…

Kelsey

Hiring an escort to get my writing groove back was something close to insane. One bad book, a failed long-term relationship, and a family that didn’t know when to quit had me on the edge of desperation to get my life together. A weekend was what Caleb offered me. For a hefty price, he’d give me everything I wanted. I agreed to it for the right reasons, but I never dreamed that one weekend with a sinfully sexy man wouldn’t be anywhere near enough.


Excerpt:

Kelsey

“You can’t wait for this date to be over, can you?”
I glanced to the side, spotting a man taking a seat at one of the empty tables. “It’s not that.”
“No. I’ve been here before. The pretty girls always find something wrong with me. It’s cool.” He pulled out his wallet and paid the ticket.
“Would you excuse me? I really need to use the restroom.” Five glasses of water would do that to a girl.
I stood to find the bathroom, and when I came back, he was gone. Did he really have no idea why people didn’t like him? Another couple was being led to the table, and I felt stupid standing there. 
The cute guy who sat down by himself glanced up at me and I walked over to him. “Excuse me. Did you see where that man went?”
“Uh, I think he left.”
“Of course he left.” I scoffed and rolled my eyes.
“First date?” the guy asked.
“Something like that.” I glanced at my phone. “My sister set me up with him. He works in her office or something. I don’t know. It didn’t go well, obviously.”
He pushed the chair out with his foot. “Sit.”
I sat in the seat he offered and rubbed my forehead. “Are you here alone?”
He nodded. “I just ordered. You want anything?”
“No.” I chewed on my lower lip. “I drank so much water when conversation got awkward I was about to pee in my pants. I can’t believe he left me. How rude is that?”
The guy smiled. “Women saying they have to use the restroom is usually a diss. A planned escape to get out of a bad situation. He probably thought you weren’t coming back.”
I snorted. “I’m horrible at this stuff.”
He folded his hands over his stomach. “I doubt that.”
I licked my lips and his gaze focused on the movement of my tongue. Oh, hell. My body heated at the thought of him looking at me that way. Like he wanted to eat me. I teetered with the idea of letting him, too. He wasn’t bad to look at. He didn’t creep me out either with awkward conversation.
“I’m Kelsey.”
“Caleb.”
“So why are you eating alone, Caleb?”
“My plans got canceled. I got hungry.” He shrugged.
“Were you on a date, too?”
“No.” He shook his head. “I’m probably even worse than you at dating.”
I smiled. “I doubt that.”
Before I could say more, a woman came toward us dressed in designer jeans and a nice cream-colored sweater, with oversized sunglasses covering her eyes. Her long, brown hair fell around her face. She had an envelope in her hand and she sat it on the table next to the cute man.
“For earlier.” She glanced toward me. “Please. I’d really appreciate your discretion.”
He nodded once and looked at me while the woman walked away. I stared at the envelope which was full of money and glanced up at him.
“Um, I think I’m going to go now.” I stood. The only people I knew who received large sums of money were usually bad. I really didn’t need to invite anything else into my life right now. I searched through my purse for my keys.
He stuffed the envelope in his pocket. “You don’t have to rush off.”
“I probably do.” I turned slightly and caught a whiff of his cologne. Every nerve ending tingled as I breathed in his scent. What the hell was wrong with me? I acted like a hormone-crazed teenager with a crush on this man. 
“Maybe I don’t want you to leave yet.” He motioned toward the chair. “Sit. Eat with me.”
I licked my lips. “Fine.” I sat back in the seat, only because I liked him and wanted to know about the woman. “Was she your canceled plans?”
He grinned. “You sound like my girlfriend.”
I shrugged. “It’s not every day a woman approaches you with an envelope full of money and asks for discretion.”
Nodding, he leaned back and fiddled with the stem of his glass. “What is it that you do?”
“I’m a romance author.” I paused a moment. “Well, according to my latest review, I’m a washed up has been who is now boring and dull.”
“Why are you boring and dull?”
“Because apparently women don’t like the way I portray my male characters. I blame my ex for being the basis for them. He was an asshole.”
“So get a new man to inspire you.”
“Who? You?”
He stared at me. “I doubt I’m the kind of inspiration you’re looking for.”
“What is it that you do?” I asked him.
The look on his face was something between smug and coy. He didn’t offer any details so I only had to go on my assumptions. 
“Let me guess. A stripper?”
He sipped his drink. “Nope.”
I tilted my head back. “An escort?”
He didn’t say anything. Jackpot. I glanced around the restaurant. Everything seemed so casual and normal. I didn’t realize I had sat down with a man who sold sex for money.
“You look like you want to run.”
I shook my head. “No. I’m actually wondering what you charge.”
I met his gaze. The bold brown eyes staring back at me had my heart beating erratically. There was something about him that made my body react to him without a single word or touch. My palms were sweaty. My thoughts roamed beyond the point of appropriateness. 
“I’m a masseur.”
It should have been disappointing, but I wasn’t all that disappointed. I stared at his hands for a moment, taking in how wide and how long his fingers were. I could definitely picture them rubbing oil on my body while I lay naked on a table in front of him.
He shifted slightly and I met his gaze. The knowing look on his face told me that he knew every dirty thought running through my head. Hell, he was probably used to women ogling him. It was how he got business.
“How do I make an appointment?”
He licked his lips. “I’m booked at the moment.”
“And I really have a bad back from writing and all.” I reached across the table and took one of the fries off his plate. “Name your price.”