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Cooler weather, falling leaves…

Cooler weather, falling leaves, crackling fires, friends, family, and feel good books are what makes November memories so heartwarming.

It is with bittersweet feelings that I share this last O’Connor Trilogy with you. Cián is the youngest O’Connor and the last to find his true love. The Saga has taken us through introductions to the O’Connor’s in Her Sweet Complication-Liam and Jocelyn to Cián and Molly. While there will be love stories and family holiday gatherings in the future, there will be no more trilogies. Also, this trilogy links one future series and one already started. More about that later in books 2 and 3. 

I hope you enjoy this last child of Sean and Siobhan O’Connor. Here is Book 1.

Book 1 In Pursuit of Molly- Cián O’Connor trilogy is coming Thanksgiving week, just in time for settling into those comforting stories in front of the fire. If you haven’t met them, it is time you did!

In Pursuit of Molly by Alyssa Bailey

In Pursit of Molly

Molly Rasher had been obsessed with Cián O’Connor from the day she met the preoccupied veterinarian student. She was still dreaming of his toned body and serious demeanor when she finished college but he had only nodded and smiled in passing. With no further contact, it seemed her sexy dreams would have to find another star, until he walked into the clinic’s front door, reigniting her passions.

Cián was more than half-way through his training to be a veterinarian. Finally, he could afford to pursue his angel. Molly’s endearing, shy smile had tantalized him for almost two years and now the opportunity to be with her fell into his lap, he was going to grab it with both hands. He prayed she was ready for him because he’d learned if you wanted something bad enough, you held on tight until you got it. No matter the cost.

Alyssa Bailey

Okay, here is the first little taste. Remember it comes out Thanksgiving.

“Here’s your nurse.”

He had evidently called the nurse when she began to wake up because the nice-looking caregiver brought in water and was a bit too cheerful. “I’m Robert. Now, how are you feeling?

“If I said Mack truck. Would that be enough of a descriptor?”

He chuckled. “Just what I expected to hear. Has your body guard told you what happened?”

“My?” She tried to smile but it hurt. “Got it. He is kind of handy and no, we haven’t gotten that far yet.”

“Okay, first tell me how much you remember.”

The nurse walked around taking readings, checking vitals, and monitoring machines. When he was done, he added another bag of fluids. “Are you still thinking? Can you remember anything?”

She opened her mouth but Cián stopped her from speaking and said, “Molly, you need to try to remember but don’t tell anyone until you speak to the sheriff. He should be the first one that you tell your memories to. They will never be as accurate as in the first retelling.”

“Sir, I understand you are her watchdog friend, and I appreciate your concern, but we need to know she hasn’t any amnesia.”

“And I know you do that by a few questions.” The tone brooked no arguments.

“Look, if you’re going to impede my job, you’re going to have to leave.”

Cián held onto Molly’s hand and stood up, showing his full height and build. Molly’s heart swelled. He was the most handsome man she had ever known. And big. She knew he came from a large family and if they were all this imposing when defied, the intimidation factor when they were together would be impressive. The factor would rise exponentially if in protective mode. She shivered at the picture her imagination created.

He’d been the center of her lust since that first time she met him. This was a side of Cián she’d only had an inkling of before today. He was protecting her from whatever he thought was a threat, just as he’d promised. She would be content to sit back and let her man take care of her, as he expected.

“Robert, just a little background on me,” Cián began. “I have a large immediate family with friends as close as family. They include several physicians, a sheriff, a policeman, a nurse, a handful of lawyers, a federal agent, a trauma therapist, a psychologist, and a whole slew of ranchers who are all volunteer firemen. I’m a veterinarian. As you can see, I am intelligent and do understand this issue. How about we try this again. She will do the standard orientation questions, but any details of her experience will first be heard by law enforcement.”

The look on the nurse’s face told the story of his thoughts. Cián wasn’t sure, but he thought the man narrowed his eyes. Not the standard response for a nurse who shouldn’t take offense to a patient not disclosing the events prior to informing law enforcement. In fact, his sisters would have stopped the patient from speaking until they had the sheriff’s department in the room. No, he was right in stopping the disclosure and might even mention the oddity to the deputies.

Two men in uniform appeared at the door as Molly patted Cián’s hand to calm him.

“I’ll tell the doctor she was uncooperative.”

Molly’s sharp intake of fearful breath raised his hackles. “You do that, and I’ll file a complaint with the nursing board and this hospital’s administrator. I tell you, Robert, I’m an easy-going guy unless someone messes with me or mine. Let’s not go there. She’s waiting for the sheriff’s office.”

Cian might be the youngest O’Connor but he has learned his lessons well.

Haven’t read the O’Connors before? Then here are the first books in each trilogy to get you started.

 

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Traveling to your Destiny

Hi (or as my UK PA Sylv says), Hiya,

I have lots of free things on here for you but first, a word about traveling.

Did you know that if you travel out of the U.S. and need a new passport, you can get one with more pages for the same amount of money as the regular book? Of course, if you do little international travel, or just to Canada or Mexico from the U.S., they don’t stamp your passport and that’s not an issue. I made a trip to the U.K. a few years back, and only needed one stamp but I did get an extra one at the Isle of Anglesey but that was a choice. Not even a stamp in Ireland. (yes, I’m pouting) It’s been many years since I’ve lived in Europe but no stamps needed if we were driving through the borders. Only if flying in. (Yes, I know it takes less time, but it’s a memento, you know?”

The one place you won’t need your passport in or out is where new author

Tasha Winters’  book takes us. (although something cold to drink and a few free hours would be good) 

UPDATE: TASHA’S BOOK IS #1 ON AMAZON ROMANTIC SCI-FI

So let’s go on a trip, shall we? A time travel trip… with shifting, reverse harem, secret societies… Let’s go… meet our destiny…

Captured Obedience

By Tasha Winters

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Today, she will meet her destiny

While attempting to escape a skinwalker bent on possessing her against her will, Maya runs into a forbidden cave. Instead of succumbing to her doom, she confronts her attacker and finds herself in a world so alien and dangerous, she prepares for a fate worse than death.

Crazed with fear, Maya fights unsuccessfully for her freedom until three powerful men rescue her from the cruel captors. Relieved, she soon discovers these men have their own expectations and methods to achieve the obedience they demand. She is now a captive of another kind, and at their insistence, she must complete her training as they claim her mind, body, heart, and soul.  

Warning: This book has reverse harem, time travel, myths come to life, and more. Could this be thought as science fiction or simply a reality that has not yet been explored? You decide.

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Captured

 “That is enough of that, Miss Maya.”

Without another word, Paxton reached his hand around her waist, pulled her hard and tight against his belly and landed a handful of hard swats on her ass. She raised her soulful brown eyes to Pax’s hazel ones, reached her hand around to rub her ass and settled down immediately.

“That was the cutest damned thing I’ve ever seen. Did you see that, Sterling? That little minx responds as though she is used to being swatted. We need to take this one home.”

“We can’t just do that now that the guards have her. It doesn’t work that way.”

Pax rubbed the back of his neck in consternation. He wanted to scoop her up and take her home. The reason was insane. He wanted her. She stood between the two doctors like it was her natural spot, as though she belonged to them, believed they would protect her. Pax knew in that moment that he’d do anything to keep her safe. For whatever reason, she trusted them, and he was not going to let her down. It was in his nature to defend the weak and if anyone needed a champion right now, it was Maya.

“Pax, I want to take her home.”

Pax did too but playing devil’s advocate was what he did. “You what? She’s uncontrollable, wild. We have work to do.” He said all the expected things.

“She’s a challenge and we need a new one. She’ll fit right in. I know this is what we’re supposed to do. Our next chapter. Don’t you feel it?”

It wasn’t a request. Sterling was serious. While Paxton was the regional head of their Ambrose Society, Sterling was head of their steering committee on research. If Sterling wanted to go in that direction, no one would argue. Besides, it went hand in glove with Sterling’s research on assimilation, behavioral implants, and psychic connections. And then there was his new gift, a dream linking ability. The technology was there to do it and he’d helped to create it but to be able to do it personally, and then work with the one you linked with? Priceless.

“Paxton, we’re taking her home.”

“I figured. The uncontrollable ones always end up at the house, be they human or, with the advent of Zander, animal. Plants are never unruly and when they are, you prune them.”

“I’ve already claimed this one. She’s coming home with us. Now, please get the placement paperwork started while I go make the conversations happen.”

“I feel it too. Who gets custody of the hellion while all this is going on?”

“You have your meeting shortly, so I’ll take her with me for now. They won’t want to keep her after they see how aggressive she can get. It’s sneaky but it’ll work.”

“And if it doesn’t?”

“Simple. We kidnap her.”

Paxton groaned. “Of course.”

Tasha Winters

Tasha Winters lives in the Piney Woods of Texas with her husband and daughter. She’s a homeschooling mom, a clinical social worker, the wife of a retired veteran and a voracious reader. In her youth, she was a great activist for just about any cause that made sense to her. There is no limit to the material from which to create.

Today, while still wearing all those hats and more, she writes love stories that bring capable, sassy, gifted women together with intelligent men sporting a few rough edges that excite the women they claim as their own. Romantic Science Fiction is new for Tasha. The experience is a complete surprise to her. She hopes you enjoy them as much as she did writing them.

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To Wed a Vampire

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Sylvie’s more human librarian than half-blood Fae princess and she definitely prefers books to men. Then, she learns her unwanted Lykae fiancée is marrying someone else. If she doesn’t stop the wedding, the Fae will resume the border war with the Werewolf nation. A high-handed Lykae security guard blocks her every move, and when her plans go awry, she’s kidnapped, stripped, and bound for his pleasure.Caleb the Cold, King of the Lykae, will do anything to make his younger brother’s wedding special–even pretend he’s a security guard and kidnap his brother’s former fiancée. Punishing her is pure pleasure, until he realizes she’s his mate. Now he needs to woo the woman he’s tormented to the edge of madness, but is it too late to claim her heart, and make her his?

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“I need to speak with Prince Giles,” she begged, her voice a needy whimper.

He landed a light slap on her behind. “Now, sweetness, I don’t want to hear another man’s name on your lips. Still, give me your oath and accept me as your overlord, and I may permit it. Once they’re back from their honeymoon.”

“Flaming arrogant wolf.” She kicked out in fury. “Just cut me loose and go chew on a bone or something.”

“Perhaps you need more time to consider, or maybe I should continue our game. Maybe a little pain will heighten your pleasure.”

He pulled a knife from nowhere and cut the rope above her wrists. She’d hoped he meant to set her free, but he tossed her facedown on the bed. He lay atop her—a solid wall of muscle that pinned her to the mattress and made her feel like the filling in a bed-meets-Lykae sandwich. As she wriggled and squirmed beneath him, her nipples sank into the mattress; then he spread-eagled her arms and bound them to the bedposts.

“My brother will have your pelt for this,” Sylvie snarled, “and I’ll wear it like a goddamn cloak.”

His teeth snapped shut with an audible clatter. “I guarantee you’ll wear me, sweetness, but you’ll learn to mind me first.”

He sat on the bed and slid his legs beneath her slender body. With infinite patience, he positioned her across his lap, then ran a gentle hand over her panties. Okay, her wolf-man liked it kinky, but as long as he let her come, she could live with that. Nervous, eager, and helpless, she ground her hips against him.

“Tempting me, sweetness? Sorry, but your power games don’t work on me.”

A sudden slap on her ass sent pain shooting though her and heightened her need. She couldn’t enjoy this, could she? He hurt and humiliated her, but her body thrashed with desire, and her hips gyrated over his dick. Another sharp slap made her shudder, but her pride came to her rescue, and she never made a sound. A third made her bite her tongue until blood filled her mouth. She held her breath and waited, but how could she want this? Somehow she’d escape him; then her brother would kill him and serve up his entrails on a plate.

“Don’t be stubborn, sweetness. Just ask me to stop.”

She tensed and said nothing. Four, five, and six left her butt bruised and hurting, but seven started a tingling heat that spread over her ass and into her pussy. She wanted to hate him, but eight had her moaning. Nine made her hips rotate and hunt for his prick, and ten… Oh God, ten was an avalanche of pain that pushed her to the edge of something momentous and huge.

“Damn it, Sylvie.” He stopped abruptly; then he rubbed his hand over her butt, soothing where he’d just spanked, “You drive me insane.”

Insane? She felt the madness inside him, and while she knew he wanted her body, she didn’t understand why she wanted him just as badly—not after the way he insulted and humiliated her. Sex. It had to come down to sex.

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Kryssie Fortune writes the sort of hot sexy books she loves to read. If she can sneak a dragon into her paranormal books she will. Her paranormal heroes are muscular werewolves, arrogant Fae or BDSM loving dragons.
Kryssie likes her contemporary heroes ex-military and dominant. Her heroines are kick ass females who can hold their own against whatever life – or Kryssie – throws at them.

Kryssie’s pet hates are unhappy endings, and a series that end on a cliff hanger.
Her books are all stand alone even when part of series. Plot always comes before sex, but when her heroines and heroes get together, the sex is explosive and explicit. One review called it downright sensual.

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More by Kryssie Fortune

Scattered Siblings – a series of standalone paranormal romance

To Wed a Werewolf

To Break a Warrior King’s Curse

To Mate a Werewolf

To Seduce an Omega

Claimed by the Vampire, Seduced by the Werewolf

Heroes of Westhorpe Ridge – a series of standalone romances featuring former soldiers

Marriage, Mobsters, and the Marine

Sex, Scandal, and the Sheriff

Desire, Deceit, and the Doctor

Submission, Secrets, and the Soldier

Standalone Romances

Dominated by the Dragon

Taken by Twin Doms

One Knight Stand

Giving it up for the Gods

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Only one recommendation today due to the long post:

A sweet treat after the erotic adventures above.

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HER BALANCING ACT

Quinlan O’Connor

Book 3 of 3

Release date

OCTOBER 13th

 

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FIRST… THE TANTALIZER…

Quinlan might have been the hardest, toughest, O’Connor brother, but he has met his match…

Life for busy newlyweds Cheyenne and Quinlan is a balancing act at the best of times, but someone is trying to tip the scales against the young couple and the results could be devastating.

Quinlan O’Connor went on a quest to find and marry the love of his life, Cheyenne, and now they are deep in the challenges of creating a life together. Their days are full of new home, ranching, business building, and law enforcing. To top it off, they have decided to build a private BDSM club for people who enjoy a bit of kink in their lives joined by their closest friends.

Life is falling into a comfortable routine when Cheyenne takes on a new accounting client. Cheyenne is happy to land another big fish. As she begins the arduous task of cleaning and setting up the ranch’s neglected accounts, she finds discrepancies that she cannot ignore. The more she digs, the deeper the quagmire becomes until soon, its mysteries consume her days and nights. Her loving cowboy cop has something to say about the disruptions to their life and Cheyenne finds it difficult to be submissive when appropriate, keep her secrets when necessary, and stay safe when things get out of control.

Quinn prides himself on his ability to step back from Cheyenne’s chosen career allowing her to conduct that business as she sees fit. That is until someone vandalizes her home and ranch offices, her truck is tampered with causing a life threatening accident and more. He watches his bride go from fun loving to moody and avoidant. Unable to sit back any longer, his dominant nature emerges in full protective mode. He needs to save Cheyenne from forces both internal and external by using any means necessary. His vast arsenal includes enlisting his friends, family, an assortment of personal methods and implements at his disposal. He needs to reestablish the balance their life once had before they lose it all.

DISCLAIMER: This book contains the spanking of adult women, BDSM play and sexual scenes. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase this book.

 

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SHE NEEDED TO RELEASE CONTROL AS MUCH AS HE NEEDED TO HAVE IT

 

And here is a little tease…

 

You aren’t keeping the Spencer Spread as a client. Call him up and tell him.” He turned to wash his hands.

“Duly noted but I’m going to take on that account.” She began chopping the salad ingredients with a heavy hand.

He wiped his hands then reached over to stay her movements. “Cheyenne, is this going to be one of those times that I have to put my foot down?”

She sighed. “Quinlan, this is my business. You agreed I had full reign over my business.” She slipped out of his hold and whacked the tip of a carrot with concentrated intent.

Quinn reached over and took the knife. “I’m going to watch carefully, and if you begin to show signs of stress, we will have another discussion. I’m not happy that you’ve decided to go against me.”

Cheyenne backed away from the counter. Huffing in irritation, she turned to look at her husband and rolled her eyes, making another aggravated sound.

“Did you just roll your eyes at me?” She chose not to answer him but turned abruptly back to the salad reaching again for the knife he had put on the cutting board.

Leaning over her back, pinning her to the counter, he placed his mouth near her ear. “Did you also turn away from me?” He shook his head. “I think someone needs a refresher on how to be respectful to her dom, piscín.”

Her pulse that had stayed calm as they discussed the new client was suddenly thumping wildly. His lowered voice and physical nearness were kicking up her pussy response without regard for her mental disagreement. She forced herself to straighten.

“I’m just cooking your dinner while I try to work out the structure of my new account and placate my husband. I need to work to feel productive. This does it for me.” Her breathing became more labored, but her anger was also a companion emotion. She never considered that he would use her libido against her.

“Placate?”  He caressed her well-covered breasts.

Sucking in a deep breath, holding it and blowing it out gave her more lucidity. She tried to push back, but he would not allow it. She tried another approach, offense.

“Suddenly, I need to defend my right to own a business. One that I had, I might point out, long before I had you. Now, either finish your own dinner or leave me to it.”

She picked up steam vocally as she issued the ultimatum and waited for his response. The threat, however, was made less intimidating with him pinning her to the counter and her body on fire. He stepped back and slid his hand up the skirt she had worn to sign her contract earlier in the day. She felt the pressure of his less dominant hand on her back. He caressed her backside. She wanted to moan. She wanted to say the hell with it all and play with her sexy husband. Cheyenne felt a shiver just before Quinlan slapped his right hand down hard.

“Ow.” She screeched and stamped her foot. “Yellow, sir. You can’t spank me because I don’t agree with you.”

He leaned down into her ear, “Well played, Piscín. Now I want some recreation tonight. After dinner is over, go take a shower and meet me downstairs. I have a new flogger to try, and if you’re good, I might even give you a good girl spanking.” He shrugged. “If you aren’t, I can do the naughty girl one just as well.”

He kissed the tender spot behind her ear and left to shower before dinner. She was already hot for that man. She needed relief and now it was all she could think of. Damn it. He had turned the tables on her.

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