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Tara Oakes is pleased to share the never before seen cover of First Ride, the first book in the Slayers MC Series!
*** This book is intended for those 18 years or older due to strong, mature, sexual content that is dark at times. ***
“Since when are bikers the good guys?… They’re filthy as SIN.”
Dawson McCade is used to having to fight for everything. He fought hard for his position as the President of one of the most ruthless, bad-ass, outlaw motorcycle clubs… the Riverdale chapter of the SLAYERS, MC.
He’s prepared to fight with everything he has against the newest threat to his organization… the Conquistadors drug cartel as it begins to move in on his club’s territory.
One thing he’s not used to fighting, though, is against himself. Ever since the moment he first laid eyes on the innocent, angelic, Molly Donovan, his world’s been thrown upside down.
He’s a killer, an animal, with dark demons buried deep. Demons that he’s used to help fuel the drive that’s gotten him to where he is in life. He’s not looking for redemption, he’s not looking for temptation… hell, he IS the temptation.
Molly, his “angel”, brings a whole new threat to Dawson’s life. One that can’t be fought on the outside like everything else he’s used to. She’s going to cause a war within him, one that’s more dangerous and terrifying to him than the bullets that the Conquistadors are sending his way.
The Slayers MC are soldiers, fighters. Dawson’s going to need every single bit of those things to lead both his club and his heart to victory.
*This is a BRAND NEW series by Tara Oakes, authoress of the Kingsmen MC series. Although the two series will have slight overlap, this series is fully written to be read as a complete standalone from the Kingsmen. For those of you that have already fallen in love will Tara’s sexy bikers, fear not… you’re about to get a whole new group of alpha book-boyfriends to add to your collection.
First Ride is releasing November 10th, 2015!
You can add First Ride on Goodreads here:https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/26094430-first-ride?from_search=true&search_version=service
And don’t forget to pre-order your copy!http://www.amazon.com/First-Ride-Slayers-MC-Book-ebook/dp/B013R6F84Q/ref=sr_1_12?ie=UTF8&qid=1445210244&sr=8-12&keywords=tara+oakes
More About Tara Oakes
Tara is a thirty something newbie author from Long Island, New York. She’s a voracious reader, a passionate writer and obsessive junk T.V. aficionado. When she’s not doing one of those three things she is attempting to garden, hanging with her hubby or partaking in some retail therapy. She enjoys connecting with her readers and is having a blast entering into this new world of publishing.
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Travis “Curly” Rockwell and Sandra King PREORDER FIGHTING TO STAY HERE
thought I mastered the art of recovering from a broken heart; a
thought I would find a new type of strength in the moments of my
when Reed Collins became the only thing that mattered to me, when he
became my beginning, middle and the enviable end, I would never be
able to find any strength, because I gave him all of mine.
was too willing because I loved him. Without reason, without
thinking, without fear of consequences, because that’s what loving
someone madly really means.
days, months went by after I left but no amount of time eased the
pain of him not being there. No amount of time could ever lessen my
love, my need, my want for him.
I’m back, having to face every truth I ran away from. Lies were
told. But even after all the indescribable pain he caused, I still
love him. Still want him. Still breathe for him.
starting to wonder if that will ever change.
is a self-described book junkie. She spent her whole life with her
head in the clouds, dreaming of characters and imagining how their
stories will play out. It wasn’t till later when those stories in her
head became too much to handle and made it onto paper. When SL isn’t
reading or writing, she is spending her time with her two crazy kids
and husband. Where they reside in a home just outside of Atlanta. SL
is true buckeye fan and lives for the weekends where she can drink a
glass of wine and devour the books waiting on her Kindle.
Sometimes there are monsters hiding in the people we love. Monsters we don’t see until it’s too late. As a psychologist to abuse victims, I see the damage those monsters can cause every day and the hell the women go through to regain their lives.
My experiences in life are a double-edged sword. Without them, I wouldn’t understand the women who seek my professional help. Having them has ruined me for any woman. I refuse to let history repeat itself. I know the statistics of what should become of me, but I’m fighting the monster inside of me every day.
I can’t turn my back on any woman who needs my help, and Dr. Lindsey Perkins is no exception. With an escaped convict she helped put away after her, she needs my protection more than anyone. But when she gets too close, who’s going to save her from me?
I’ve built these walls for a reason. A reason Lindsey is determined to uncover. It’s better for her to only know me as Dr. Hatcher and leave Joseph behind the walls.
Ages 18+ due to adult content and violence.
B.L. Mooney started writing when the voices and storylines in her head ran out of room. They were getting too cramped and neither B.L. nor the characters could take it anymore, so she did the only thing she could do—she made room. She always knew she wanted to write, but vowed to make time for it later. Now that she’s made time for writing, most everything else falls to the wayside. That seems to suit the characters that keep popping up just fine.
B.L. lives in the Midwest and her other talents include in-demand cookies, a very dry sense of humor, and stealth eavesdropping. Some mannerisms, attitudes, or twists come from random sentences picked up while passing by strangers. So speak up the next time you have something to gossip about. You never know, it may just end up on the pages of the next book you read.
When we reached the bar, Drew ordered me a glass of champagne and I turned to scan the crowd. I saw Madeline working her way toward us, her long plum colored gown flaring out behind her. She threw her arms open, a smile spreading wide across her lips. Was she drunk? I smiled back at her as she finally reached me, grasping both my arms tightly before pulling me into an awkward hug. My boss is a very proper and elegant woman. She’s always strictly business, so I was completely floored when she embraced me.
“Alexandra, you look stunning,” she gushed leaning in to kiss my cheeks.
“Uh,” I stammered, completely caught off guard. “As do you, Ms. Grant.”
“Please, we are not in the office. Call me Madeline.” She waved a hand, dismissing the formality. Her eyes widened as Drew stepped beside me and handed me my glass. Madeline glanced between us, pursing her lips and nodding her approval.
“Madeline, this is Andrew Collins,” I said.
“Drew,” he clarified, shaking her extended hand.
“Well, it is a pleasure to meet you, Drew,” Madeline said, her eyes roaming over him from top to bottom like he was a life-size chocolate sculpture. Yep she’s drunk. I took a sip of champagne to hide my giggle, eyeing the actual life-size chocolate sculpture that stood across the room. I would have to get a closer look at that later on. Damn, I should have brought a bigger purse.
“Alexandra has told me so much about you.” Madeline placed a hand to her chest, toying with the insane diamond pendant nestled there. I was impressed she wasn’t hunched over from the sheer size of the thing. Madeline was hammered and flirting with Drew. It was quite the show.
Drew retreated closer to my side, placing his hand on the small of my back. “Well, I’m sure only half of it is true.” An awkward smile spread across his face. His eyes shifted to mine, begging me to save him from my inebriated boss. I bit my lip to suppress a giggle.
Madeline giggled “Oh nonsense.” She placed a hand on his arm. Totally sauced.
“Can I get you a drink, Madeline?” Drew offered, clearly looking for an escape.
“Champagne, please,” she said, with a brilliant smile. As he turned back to the bar to get her drink, she leaned in to me. “He is delicious, darling. Well done. Best to hide him from Gwen.” She winked. Drunk Madeline was my new favorite person! I immediately started devising a plan to start slipping Kahlua into her morning coffee.
I heard the telltale stomp before I saw her. The sound stopped just behind me and a chill ran up my spine.
“Alex,” Gwen said. I could hear the irritation in her voice, and I could feel her cold glare on the back of my neck. I took a deep breath, slowly turning to face her. I was met with an eyeful of exposed breast. Holy shit! There was more boob out of her dress than there was in it. I swear it looked like the fabric was doing everything it could not to just rip open. I couldn’t look at her face if I wanted to. My eyes were locked with her boobs. She might as well have come topless.
Gwen shifted, pushing her breast even further up, causing me to take an involuntary step back. For a moment I thought they were going to attack. She must have noticed Drew and aimed her torpedoes in his direction.
Gwen flipped her extensions over her shoulder as Drew approached. With a smile, he handed Madeline her glass and turned to address our new arrival. Poor bastard never had a chance. All he saw were breasts. It was a direct hit, with no chance of survival. I couldn’t blame him. Hell, I couldn’t look her in the face either.
To his credit, he eventually snapped back to himself and looked up at her face. “Hi, I’m Drew,” he stammered, extending his hand to Gwen. She took it and stepped closer, almost pressing herself against him. She practically shoved me out of the way, pretending not to notice that I was standing right fucking there!
Gwen’s eyes ran up and down Drew like a predator inspecting her prey. “A pleasure, I’m sure,” she said, in her best breathy Marilyn Monroe voice. Oh come on, was she for real? Without breaking eye contact or even releasing Drew’s hand, she said, “Nice dress, Alex.”
“You too, Gwen. Too bad there isn’t more of it.”
Drew coughed, almost choking on his drink. Calling that a dress would be a serious exaggeration. It was more like strips of black fabric glued randomly to her body. Gwen glared at me and I met her evil eye head on, neither of us wanting to be the first to flinch.
steamy eBook novella from J. Kenner, bestselling author of Release Me, features
powerful billionaire Damien Stark and his wife, Nikki Fairchild, on their
impromptu getaway to Las Vegas—and there’s no better place to turn up the heat
than in Sin City.
Stark. I know every line of his body, every secret within his soul. There’s
nothing I crave more than his touch, and with his kiss, he seals his claim.
every desire and fantasy. But when someone from my past resurfaces, I can’t
ignore my instinct that I have to make things right.
Our passion protects us, drives us, makes us whole. His pleasure is an
exquisite game, and one that I’ll play forever.
attractive, dominant antiheroes and the women who swoon for them.”—RT Book Reviews
catches your imagination. . . . [Release Me] will suck you in from the very
start.”—The Reading Cafe
events of Complete Me give this novel a page-turning quality.”—Heroes and Heartbreakers
J. Kenner (aka Julie Kenner) is the New York Times, USA Today, Publishers Weekly, Wall Street Journal and #1 International bestselling author of over seventy novels, novellas and short stories in a variety of genres.
Though known primarily for her award-winning and internationally bestselling erotic romances (including the Stark and Most Wanted series) that have reached as high as #2 on the New York Times bestseller list and #1 internationally, JK has been writing full time for over a decade in a variety of genres including paranormal and contemporary romance, “chicklit” suspense, urban fantasy, and paranormal mommy lit.
JK has been praised by Publishers Weekly as an author with a “flair for dialogue and eccentric characterizations” and by RT Bookclub for having “cornered the market on sinfully attractive, dominant antiheroes and the women who swopn for him.” A four time finalist for Romance Writers of America’s prestigious RITA award, JK took home the first RITA trophy awarded in the category of erotic romance in 2014 for her novel, Claim Me (book 2 of her Stark Trilogy).
Luca West is a partner at a prominent Chicago marketing company. Luca, otherwise known as Lucia Westwood, is an unconventional escort, choosing to accept gifts and sex as her payment. Introduced to an extravagant lifestyle by a pilot when she was a freshman at NYU over a snowed in Christmas week, she never got over her penchant for lavish weekend getaways. While she can afford the gifts and the perks that come with those weekends, the company of the beautiful and successful men is priceless.
That is until…
Luca’s world meets Lucia’s men on one disastrous day. Neither part of her knows what to do. While she is praying that her image as a powerhouse professional won’t be tainted and she lives the nightlife she loves, both of her will find her true self.
Infatuation makes you do things you’ll regret later.
Step-siblings at thirteen. Lovers at sixteen.
Ella and Flynn have a lot of shared history.
Their worlds were flipped upside down when their parents discovered their secret.
Love makes you regret nothing.
Now they’re adults and nothing can tear them apart again.
Except for the one dark secret Ella’s keeping that could destroy everything.
Love begins where infatuation ends…
Infatuation is a 20,000 word novella. It does not end with a cliffhanger.
*Infatuation is not related to Phoenyx’s Iron Bulls MC series.
Phoenyx “Nyx” Slaughter has many roles, including writer, reader, and roughneck wrangler. She loves to read and write taboo stories–the filthier the better.
She loves to travel and meet new people with similar interests. Feel free to visit her on facebook or send her an email: NyxSlaughter@gmail.com
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Behind the Computer is a new standalone that is not part of the BH series. It’s a step outside of my comfort zone, but the story hit me like a ton of bricks so I went with it.