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Westmore: Second Chances Excerpt

Hello Everyone!

As you all know, Westmore: Second Chances has finally been released.

I promised to share an excerpt from the book so without further ado, here’s a sneak peek at what’s happening in the latest Westmore installment.

Enjoy!

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Excerpt:

With her arms wrapped around a pillow, Alicia curled up on her side. The touch of a man’s hand on her hip interrupted her peaceful slumber. Startled she jumped; swinging her fists she managed to hit the man in the chest before he grabbed her arms. She tried to wiggle free, but he had a strong hold on her.

“Calm down, Alicia.” A male voice responded.

Alicia’s body fell limp at the voice, one she recognized. “Wayne, is that you?” He released her. “What the hell are you doing here? How did you get in?”

“I needed to see you.”

“So you broke into my house?” She threw her hands in the air. “You really are crazy. My stepdad’s a cop, he’ll arrest you.”

“I know it’s risky, but I couldn’t resist.”

“You need to leave; my mom or Jim could see you. Then you’ll be in trouble.” She cracked open the door to make sure nobody was awake.

“I don’t care.”

Exasperated, she shut the door. “Wayne, please go.”

“No,” he said in a firm tone.

“Please, I’m worried about you. If anybody finds out you’re here…”

“They won’t.”

The more he refused, the furious Alicia became. I can see stubbornness also runs in the Braxton family.

“Alicia, both you and I know you don’t want me to leave.” His fingers caressed her cheek, her smooth skin felt good to him.

Her body became weak at his touch. “Wayne, please.”

“Do you really want me to leave?” He put his finger on her lips as she opened her mouth. “Don’t answer yet.”

Pulling her closer, his left hand rested on her back as his other cupped her head. He took a moment to appreciate her beauty, everything about Alicia captivated him. Not wanting to wait another second longer, he pressed his lips against hers. She resisted at first, then she slowly came into the kiss. Parting her lips, she let his tongue explore her mouth. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders as he deepened the kiss.

He scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bed. Gently he laid her on the covers. He pulled away; gazing down at her. Both of them were breathless from the kiss. “Do you still want me to leave?”

“No,” she whispered before pulling him down on her. His hands made their way under her tank top; Alicia closed her eyes and moaned. She didn’t want this to end.

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Blurb:

Second chances are hard to come by. But when they occur, you have to grab the opportunity and prove your worth.

In volume 7 of the soap opera inspired series, fate gives Westmore’s residents a chance to redeem themselves.

*Wayne’s new venture lands him in the good graces of his family again. But his budding romance with Alicia Green could cause his downfall.

*Recovering from his divorce, Andrew decides to enjoy life with the company of another woman. Will he find love with his new lady? Or will he resort to bad habits for another shot at love with Elizabeth?

*A fatal shooting almost cost Jim his life, but he pulls through to reunite with Charlotte and his family. But his near death experience has him contemplating a huge decision.

*Laura and Rick vowed to leave their relationship in the past, yet a sensual encounter could have the lover reigniting the flame.

Will this these characters succeed in gaining their second chances? Or does destiny have other plans for them?

Find out in Westmore: Second Chances.

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Westmore vol 7 is Finally Here!

Dear Readers,

It’s been a while since I’ve last blogged, but I wanted to share with you some big news.

Last week, I released Westmore: Second Chances, the 7th volume in the series.

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The release of the book was a special moment for me. It took nearly two years for me to write, edit, and finally publish Westmore: Second Chances.

I had some stuff happen in life that affected my mood. I was in a funk and really didn’t feel like writing, so volume 7 just idled away on my computer.

I didn’t know when or if I’d ever publish it.

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Then finally about a year ago, I decided to start working on it again. This time I was determined to stay on track and get it published.

It took some time, but I finally finished writing the book. Then after some tweaks in the editing, Westmore: Seconds Chances was ready for publication.

I was so happy to finally hit the publish button. Plus, I’m sure anyone whose read Westmore was excited to have volume 7 available.

I won’t give away too much about what happens in this volume, I’ll be saving that for next week’s post.

In the meantime, here’s a glimpse of the cover to tide you over.

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Incognolio by Michael Sussman

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Abandoned by a cackle of laughing hyenas, Michael Sussman endured the drudgery and hardships of a Moldavian orphanage until fleeing with a traveling circus at the age of twelve. A promising career as a trapeze artist was cut short by a concussion that rendered him lame and mute. Sussman wandered the world, getting by on such odd jobs as pet-food tester, cheese sculptor, human scarecrow, and professional mourner while teaching himself the art of fiction. He now lives in Tahiti with Gauguin, an African Grey parrot.

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MUST LOVE FASHION!

Must Love Fashion
Contemporary Romance
By Deborah Garland
Release Date: August 7, 2017
 
Keywords: Contemporary, Romance, Novel, Fashion, Widower, Model, Second Chance
 
Gwendolyn Mallory has landed her dream job. After years at a small fashion retailer, she’s been given a chance to show off her public relations skills for a major brand. What woman wouldn’t be excited to work for Prada in New York City?
 
Former male model turned Prada Brand Manager, Andrew Morgan is ready to move on with his life—his wife passed away from cancer fifteen months ago. Even though he and Gwen share an initial fiery spark, getting involved with a co-worker has always been on Andrew’s to-don’t list.
 
The weeks leading up to an L.A. fashion show bring Andrew and Gwen closer to the flame. At night, she dreams of this tall handsome man taking her on his desk. And Andrew is having a hard time keeping his own fantasies under control. But when one of the designers vies for Gwen’s affections, Andrew is awash with jealousy. And out of excuses.
 
After the show, they share an intense, passionate kiss and some killer heavy petting in one of the dressing rooms. And in her bed, Gwen brings out the man Andrew used to be, wild and hungry. But in the afterglow of their bliss, Andrew learns Gwen has been hiding something about her health. Unable to deal with all that pain again, he leaves.
 
During a business trip to Milan, Gwen and Andrew give into the heat still smoldering between them. Then Gwen finds out she’s about to be transferred to Italy. Andrew doesn’t want to hold her back from such a great opportunity, but he can’t live without her. He proposes in hopes of keeping her in New York, with him.
What woman wouldn’t be excited to marry a devilishly handsome man in a Prada wedding gown?
 
 
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EXCERPT:
It was a secret Gwen
would keep throughout the day. A secret for her and Andrew to share.

Gwen and Andrew… That did
have a nice ring to it.

“So, he takes up a lot of
oxygen in the room, doesn’t he?” Andrew pushed on one of his knees and stood.

“Salvatore’s all showy
though.” Gwen fingered the skirt and swooshed the fabric back and forth.

“Do you prefer a man who
is more subtle?”

It was the first time
he’d dared to ask her personal preferences for a mate, and before he could
retract his question or dilute it, she said firmly, “Yes, on the surface.” And smoldering underneath. Like you Andrew.

He stepped a few inches
away. “I’m still concerned all the attention will be on you in that dress.” He held his chin, smooth and fresh.

“I was planning on wearing
my hair up.” She gathered a handful of waves and swept them away from her face.
But when he only stared at her bracelets as they clanged together, she let the
bundle fall. “Or—”

“No. No.” The words
caught in his throat. His fingers brushed past her cheek, lifting the hair off
her shoulders again. “This is perfect.”

Yes,
it is perfect.
And he should be kissing her by now.
Those amazing lips, pink and full on hers…and on other parts of her body,
making her feel alive.

His eyes bore into hers,
but he said nothing. Gwen preferred to not
have to make the first move. How would she know if Andrew really wanted her in
the first place, and wasn’t just taking advantage of a willing partner? But how
long could she wait for him, before a crazy impulse took hold of her?

“I guess it’s settled.
I’m wearing my hair up tomorrow,” she whispered, locking eyes with him.

He cleared his throat and
stepped back, letting her hair fall. The weight of so many waves warmed her
skin, even though she preferred the heat coming off his body. She stepped back
as well and slipped into co-worker mode. “Andrew, be honest. Is this dress…too
much? I prefer clothes that are simple and classic. Conservative even.”

“I would call you
classic, Gwen. But not simple. You wear our clothes beautifully.” He ran his
hand over the suit jacket she had draped on a desk chair. “The way they sit on
you tells a story of…of the woman we know other women want to be.”

The compliment left her
breathless. “Thank you, Andrew.”

“No, Gwen. I want to
thank you.” His shoulders softened. “I need you to know, I couldn’t have done
this without you.”

“That’s not true.” She
swiped at eyes she suspected were shiny with tears, she wouldn’t let fall.
Better to be respected as an equal, and not thought of as a weepy lightweight.
“You’ve run plenty of these shows.”

“Yes, and I know what it
takes to pull this off. There was no way I could have done what you’ve done…for
this show.” He ran a hand through his
hair, his wedding band was—gone!

The sight took Gwen’s own
breath away. She twisted her hair to the side, to keep her hands busy. “Did you
want to do one final walk through for tomorrow?”

“No. We’re set.” He bent
down to the pick up the shoebox. His back straightened, emphasizing his
dramatic height.

She moved toward Andrew
to hug him. Immediately there was a different feel to his touch from the night
of their first drink. The night when everything had turned around. And upside
down. His fingers pressed into her skin. His body molded against hers. Oh, the
smell of him, musky and woodsy. Masculine. There it was, his heart, beating
wildly. There was so much of this man, his heart must work so hard to pump his
rich blood through so many veins.

The feel of his grip
softening, meant it was time for her to let go. “Have a good night Andrew.” She
touched his hands and leaned upward for a kiss on the cheek. The edge of his
mouth—warm and tender as she remembered—caught the corner of her lips. Tickle, Tickle went her stomach.

A strand of her long hair
caught in his collar, binding them together for a brief moment. Creating a
bridge that could bring them together…if someone was brave enough to cross.

 

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
 
Deborah Garland is a former computer and sports journalist, turned romance and women’s fiction author. She likes to write about love and the struggles of complicated relationships. Her heroines are strong, and the heroes fall hard for them. She lives on the North Shore of Long Island with her husband and when she’s not writing, she’s either in the gym, or reading, cuddled up with their two pugs, Zoe and Harley.
 
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New Release: Julian by Faith Gibson

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JULIAN
THE STONE SOCIETY – BOOK 9
FAITH GIBSON
 
He knew right where she was.
He thought he was keeping her safe . . .
Until the US Government took his mate.
Julian Stone, computer genius for the Stone Society, has spent the last few months helping his fellow Gargoyles rescue their mates while keeping hackers at bay. Now, Julian must save his own mate from the hands of the US Government.
Katherine Fox has been imprisoned for crimes she didn’t commit and is confined to the FBI’s SuperMax facility among the worst criminals known to man and Gargoyle. Julian is left with no choice but to break Kat out of prison.
Even as war looms for the Stone Society, the Clan steps up to help Julian rescue Katherine. They vow to protect her with their lives. It will be up to Julian to find the evidence to clear her name.
 
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Retrouvailles by Bill Chastain

HAPPY BOOK BIRTHDAY TO
RETROUVAILLES!
 
Retrouvailles
A Romance Novel
Release Date: June 5, 2017
Publisher: Roane Publishing
Keywords: Contemporary, Romance Women’s Fiction
 
Alex Overstreet is exceptional.
 
Mature beyond his years, he understands the value of education and where having one can take him. Adverse circumstances are no match for the “anything is possible” residing in his soul, a place where self-pity need not enter. His future is mapped in his mind. Staying the course will bring a worthwhile end game.
 
Enter India Blue Kirkland.
 
The most popular girl in school is the unknown Alex failed to factor into his carefully calculated life plans. She is everything he is not—outgoing and popular. A chance encounter with her sets into place a life-long love affair.
 
Together they find a passion and embrace the best of their different worlds while exploring the wonder of love.  Both are more than ready for a future together. But Alex’s family situation looms in the background, and eventually catches up to him, forcing him to make sacrifices that change the course of his relationship with India.  Though driven apart, their love never wavers.
 
Years later, Alex is successful on a large scale professionally, yet emptiness clings to him like free-floating lint to a dark suit. India should have been a part of it all.  He’s never moved on from her. She is the love of his life.  Meanwhile, India is trapped in a marriage and longs for what she had with Alex.  One glance of Alex at her father’s funeral sparks a romance that never died.
Retrouvailles validates the compelling power of first love and how the snapshots of moments together matter most. Those snapshots representing sweet moments in time can be more compelling than a lifetime spent together.
 
 
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EXCERPT:


Alex sipped a Presidente while sitting on the deck outside “The Parched Pelican.”
 
Indian Rocks Beach had fancier places than the open-air tavern facing the Gulf of Mexico. Alex just preferred the dive with the dowdy name. The hand-painted sign showing a cartoon pelican with muscles and tattoos cracked him up—Florida tacky at its finest. Plus, no steel drum bands, no Tiki torches and, best of all, few patrons at that time of day. You could drink a cold beer and just be. Alex preferred to blend in with the scenery, be invisible, thus, serenity.
 
A salty breeze grazed his face and the rhythm of the gentle surf performed the duty of a fairy-tale sandman, making heavy his eyelids. Giving in to such an urge would be his normal inclination. Take a few steps down to the beach, stretch out in the sand underneath the azure sky, and suddenly he’d be blowing Z’s like Dagwood Bumstead.
 
Not today.
 
Beads of sweat formed on his upper lip while his thumb picked off the label from the bottle of Dominican beer. He stared at the naked green bottle, hoping a state of nothingness would come to him. If he studied the inanimate object long enough he might forget the troublesome reality weighing heavy on his mind.
 
Maybe they’d waltz around the subject of her pending doom, tiptoeing like one of those Russian gymnasts on the balance beam, tension…tension…tension, but cool. Dying was an extremely personal matter and something she might not want to share with him. If she did, he couldn’t show pity and pity was hard to disguise. The slightest sign of it would piss her off. Taking a direct approach suited India.
 
Alex undid the top buttons of the light cotton shirt he wore loose at the waist and ordered another Presidente. Several months had passed since he awoke wearing socks and a monster hangover, unable to remember where he’d parked the car. The moment frightened him into an abstinence pledge.
 
Feeling too good for too long had brought him to the conclusion that his initial solution felt too much like Alcoholics Anonymous. He rationalized the step lacking from the guiding twelve steps was moderation; and all that guilt if you fell off the wagon for a couple of drinks. Besides, he enjoyed alcohol too much to quit. Common sense told him that all the alcohol in the world would not change his life. Thus, hoping to avoid self-destruction, he imposed a three-beer limit, installed like a father does a governor to his son’s go-cart to prevent him from driving too fast.
 
Alex’s eyes closed and he rocked back in his chair, evoking a sad moan from the deck constructed of rough-hewn two-by-fours. Balancing his body with one leg resting on an adjacent chair, he heard steps approach. A cold palm touched his face, then two moist lips met his for a lingering moment.



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Bill Chastain is a sports journalist who is the author of two previous novels, PEACHTREE CORVETTE CLUB and THE STREAK. He also has penned non-fiction sports titles including THE STEVE SPURRIER STORY: FROM HEISMAN TO HEAD BALL COACH; PAYNE AT PINEHURST: THE GREATEST U.S. OPEN EVER; HACK’S 191: HACK WILSON AND HIS INCREDIBLE 1930 SEASON; SEPTEMBER NIGHTS: HUNTING THE BEASTS OF THE AMERICAN LEAGUE EAST; and JACKRABBIT: THE STORY OF CLINT CASTLEBERRY AND THE IMPROBABLE 1942 GEORGIA TECH FOOTBALL TEAM.
 
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Finding Fulfillment by Lynn Burke

HAPPY BOOK BIRTHDAY TO
FINDING FULFILLMENT!
 
Finding Fulfillment
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Erotic Romance
Publisher: Roane Publishing
Release Date: May 22, 2017
 
Keywords: Erotic, Romance, BDSM, Novella, Series, Bondage
 
Jade Matthews may be young, but she knows what she wants in a man–someone mature and kinky, a man who shares her deepest desires to have her pregnant and barefoot in the kitchen and submissively compliant in the bedroom.
Archer Brennan aches to unleash his dark side on the too-young grocery bagger, with her pert pony tail and glossy lips that makes him yearn for a taste. With an ex-wife and a messy divorce threatening to destroy his pursuit of happiness, he binds himself to one rule — hands-off Jade’s tight body until his divorce settlement is final.
A submissive must obey her Dom, but some rules were meant to be broken, and when one misstep threatens the dominant lawyer’s life, will Jade defy Archer’s hands-off decree or lose the only man capable of fulfilling all of her dreams?
 
 
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EXCERPT:
 

I jerked off after my late lunch, thinking I’d be more relaxed and in control once Jade arrived for my…little test. No such damn luck. Nancy rang to let me know Jade had arrived and I instantly went hard. I wanted to tell Nancy to just send her on in, but the gentleman in me wouldn’t allow such an action, hard-on or not.



Standing, I buttoned my suit coat to hide the bulge in my pants and headed for the office door. When I pulled it open, our gazes collided and my attention slid down her neck to where her pulse thrummed. Satisfaction coursed through me.


 

“Jade,” I smiled, knowing the lust simmering inside of me shone in my eyes. “Come on in.” I stepped back, gesturing her past me and breathing in the scent of snickerdoodles. My hand moved without thought to rest on her lower back as she walked into my office. Her breath caught, and a quick glance up into my face had me jerking my hand away.


Fuck. Can’t touch.


I cleared my throat and shut the door behind her. “You look amazing.”


Pink tinged her cheeks. “Thank you.”


“Why don’t you have a seat on the couch today?” I motioned toward the loveseat beneath my office’s lone window with its upward slanting blinds for privacy.


I sat in my office chair but swiveled to my right to face her.


Jade perched on the couch’s edge, knees together and hands folded on her lap.


I took my time drinking in the sight of her—barely there makeup, hair caressing her shoulders, naked lips, and that dress.


Goddamn, she’d never looked better. The color of her name, the dress wrapped snug around her, the cleavage of her pert breasts barely concealed by the deep V-neck. Stiff nipples, bare legs, and strappy tan heels…and if she followed my thoughts for our meeting, no panties.


My cock strained, hands shook.


Get a grip, man. You’re thirty-five years old, for Christ’s sake, not some teenage jerkoff who can’t control his shit.


“How am I supposed to keep my hands off you?” I murmured, tearing my attention from the darkness between her legs.


Her blush deepened as she shrugged.


I forced myself to settle in my chair. “Sit back, darling. Relax.”


She eased backward into the couch, but tension hitched her shoulders high.


I wanted the test I had in mind to reveal what I hoped it would, but being strung tight would hinder her response to me. “How was your week?”


“Long and boring, same as last week.” She sucked in her lower lip and released it, sending another jolt of lust straight to my cock. “I’ll admit, my nervousness over today probably made it worse.”


“What are you nervous about?”


“The meaning of your note. Your plan.” Her voice escaped as a whisper, and she swallowed. “Wondering if you’ll finally touch me beyond a mere brush of fingers.”


My hand flexed at the thought as my heart picked up pace. “More than anything, I want that exact thing.”


We stared at each other for a few long seconds, the sexual tension thick between us.


I needed to wait until Nancy left. “All in good time,” I finally said, needing to clear my throat. “For now, talk to me. Tell me about your hobbies. What you like to do for fun.”


Jade heaved a deep breath, her breasts rising and drawing my focus downward. Pebbled and begging for my teeth, her nipples pressed tight against the green material covering them.


“Talk to me, Jade,” I encouraged, returning my gaze to her face with a slight smirk which she returned.
A half hour flew by as we chatted, and the inner office ring of my phone startled me. I picked up. “Yes, Nancy?”


“If you don’t mind, I’m going to head out early for the day.”


“That’s fine. I’ll finish up with Miss Matthews here in a few minutes. Would you mind locking the front door on your way out?” I asked as always whenever she left before me.


She agreed and I hung up, turning back to Jade. Her brow furrowed, she played with the ties of her wrap dress.


“Jade.” She glanced up. “Close your eyes for me.”


She obeyed without hesitation, her brow smoothing, and my chest swelled with the trust she showed me.


“I’m going to tell you a story, and I want you to imagine it in your mind. Can you do that for me?”


Her plump lower lip disappeared inside her mouth again as she nodded.


The sound of the front door closing filtered through the blood rushing between my ears.


Time to play.
 

 

 
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
 

Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.


 

 

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