Who Am I?
Mainstream Romance: Mystery/Suspense, Contemporary
ISBN: 978-1-60435-114-9
Cover Artist: Shirley Burnett
Editor: Jean Paq
Word Count: 9,040
Release Date: July 03, 2008
What would you do if you woke up one morning with no memory? And in a strange, yet gorgeous man's home? What if someone was trying to kill you and you didn't know why?
Sage has to figure out the answers before she and Wyatt, the stranger who saved her life, end up dead.
Excerpt 1
Wyatt paced in the kitchen as he listened to the hold music, while waiting for the doctor to come on the line. Suddenly it died and the doctor picked up, "Phoenix, everything okay?"
"Yes and no. She's awake, but ain't got any idea who she is."
"Sounds like you're saying she's got amnesia."
"If that means she can't remember her own name then, yeah she does." There was silence on the other end of the line. "Doc, you there?"
"Yeah, I'll be out as soon as I can, given the roads are clear. Just keep her from over exerting herself and getting too excited."
"I'll do my best, Doc."
"See ya later, Phoenix."
"Sure, Doc." Hanging up, he ran a hand through his hair. What the hell was he going to do? He'd hoped when she'd woken up she'd call somebody and be gone. But he couldn't, with good conscience, kick her out on her pretty little derriere. Especially now that she didn't know who she was or what she was doing here in the first place. Damn it, Tracy was right, he had a soft spot and he was beginning to think it was in his head. After returning the phone to its cradle, he headed upstairs.
Well today would be a waste, he'd never get back to his chores, now. He knew it'd be all right, his farm hands, Anthony and Diego, would take care of everything. The ranch was pretty small in comparison to others. There were the horses he bred and sold, several milking cows, a bull, pigs, and chickens. Selling a cow and sometimes a pig, along with the horses, brought in enough money to keep him comfortable and pay the bills.
Upstairs he knocked on the door to the guestroom. When there was no answer, he peeked in thinking maybe she'd fallen back asleep. The bed was rumpled and empty, the empty dishes sat on the tray at the foot of the bed. He heard water running in the adjoined bathroom. Walking over, he picked up the tray. Behind him the bathroom door opened, he turned and couldn't help but stare. Champagne blond curls tumbled to just below her shoulders, the night shirt she had on fell to her thighs and seemed to outline every curve of her small frame. She was easily the most attractive woman he'd ever seen.
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Title - Jessie's Dirty Little Secret
Publisher- Lyrical Press, Inc.
Genre - Paranormal
Heat Level - Intense
Word Count - 14,135
Price - $2.50
Excerpt
Jessie sat next to her aunt’s grave as the wooden coffin was slowly lowered into the ground. Her best friend, Sasha, sat on one side of her, Todd on the other. Looking up, Jessie found Garin watching the proceedings from the shade of an oak a few feet away. After giving her a small wave he turned and walked away. With a half-hearted sigh, she leaned into Todd, and he slipped his arm around her waist. Beside her, Sasha took her hand. Together they lead her down to the car. Jessie nodded and absently thanked people as they murmured their condolences.
Todd suddenly tightened his hold on Jessie. “Amber, what are you doing here?”
Jessie blinked at the sudden appearance of Todd’s secretary. The golden-haired diva gave Jessie a sad smile. “I just wanted to give you my condolences, Jessie. Todd’s told me how much your aunt meant to you. I’m so sorry for your loss.”
“Thank you, Amber,” Jessie replied. Once back in the car, Jessie looked at Todd. “What was she doing here?”
He shrugged, not looking at her. “I guess just what she said.”
That was bull and he knew it. Neither she nor Amber liked one another. Especially since Jessie had caught Amber making moves on Todd more than once. Thinking, Jessie remained quiet on the way home. He’d had that look. The same one he always had when he was lying. So what was going on?
As they pulled into the driveway she turned to Todd. “I think I’m going to take a hot shower, then lay down for a bit.”
He nodded as they got out of the car and headed up to the front door. “That sounds like a good idea, you look a little worn out.”
She gave him a peck on the cheek and headed up to her bedroom. Inside, she went into the bathroom and locked the door. Shedding her clothes, she walked over and turned on the water. After giving it a moment to adjust, she stepped in under the spray, calling, “Garin.” Right now she need what Todd wasn’t willing to give her—a good hard, rough fuck to release some of the pain she felt.
Out of nowhere, an arm grabbed her about the waist and swung her face first against the hard, cold tiles of the shower. Her hands made a fleshy smack against the shower wall. An invisible force pulled her hands over her head and held them there as if shackled.
Publisher- Lyrical Press, Inc.
Genre - Paranormal
Heat Level - Intense
Word Count - 14,135
Price - $2.50
We all have our demons...
Jessie has a secret. She's inherited Garin, the family incubus. For generations, he's granted Jessie's family wealth, power and privilege, but it comes with a price... In return, they must satisfy the demon's sexual desire.
Now it's Jessie's turn. When she proves a match for Garin's insatiable appetites, her escapades draw the attention of a god who has demands of his own.
Will Jessie sacrifice everything to satisfy her carnal desires?
Warning: Warning this title contains: menage a trios, BSDM, caning, and whipping--all that fun stuff.
Excerpt
Jessie sat next to her aunt’s grave as the wooden coffin was slowly lowered into the ground. Her best friend, Sasha, sat on one side of her, Todd on the other. Looking up, Jessie found Garin watching the proceedings from the shade of an oak a few feet away. After giving her a small wave he turned and walked away. With a half-hearted sigh, she leaned into Todd, and he slipped his arm around her waist. Beside her, Sasha took her hand. Together they lead her down to the car. Jessie nodded and absently thanked people as they murmured their condolences.
Todd suddenly tightened his hold on Jessie. “Amber, what are you doing here?”
Jessie blinked at the sudden appearance of Todd’s secretary. The golden-haired diva gave Jessie a sad smile. “I just wanted to give you my condolences, Jessie. Todd’s told me how much your aunt meant to you. I’m so sorry for your loss.”
“Thank you, Amber,” Jessie replied. Once back in the car, Jessie looked at Todd. “What was she doing here?”
He shrugged, not looking at her. “I guess just what she said.”
That was bull and he knew it. Neither she nor Amber liked one another. Especially since Jessie had caught Amber making moves on Todd more than once. Thinking, Jessie remained quiet on the way home. He’d had that look. The same one he always had when he was lying. So what was going on?
As they pulled into the driveway she turned to Todd. “I think I’m going to take a hot shower, then lay down for a bit.”
He nodded as they got out of the car and headed up to the front door. “That sounds like a good idea, you look a little worn out.”
She gave him a peck on the cheek and headed up to her bedroom. Inside, she went into the bathroom and locked the door. Shedding her clothes, she walked over and turned on the water. After giving it a moment to adjust, she stepped in under the spray, calling, “Garin.” Right now she need what Todd wasn’t willing to give her—a good hard, rough fuck to release some of the pain she felt.
Out of nowhere, an arm grabbed her about the waist and swung her face first against the hard, cold tiles of the shower. Her hands made a fleshy smack against the shower wall. An invisible force pulled her hands over her head and held them there as if shackled.
3 comments:
Oh Jade,
What a delicious tease, hehehe. Looks like they're going on my to be bought list.
You hussy tease you..hehehehehe
I want Who am I.
Who Am I sound like a great story. I like the amnesia angle.
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