Jackpot!! You've Got Yourself a Naughty Cowboy for Christmas.

From Cowboy Jackpot: Christmas by Randi Alexander

 

Running her hands slowly up his arms, Gigi sighed. "I want to fool around."

Boone tipped his head back and laughed like a kid. "You're the best Christmas gift I've ever gotten." Against the backdrop of the suite's windows, he reminded her of a package all wrapped in lights.

His hands slid to her butt and he tugged her up.

Holding on to his shoulders, Gieselle balanced herself and wrapped her legs around him. She loved it when he carried her.

"You don't have to ask this cowboy more than once." He strode to the bedroom, bent over the bed, and laid her back on it. Lit only by the lights of the strip, the room wrapped around them, romantic and cozy.

Propping his elbows at her side, his face hovered inches from hers, his breath warm on her skin. "Baby, I've got plans for you."

A hot shiver skittered through her. "Plans?"

"Mm hm." His eyes darkened and his breath came faster. "

She unbuttoned one button of his shirt. "What kind of plans?"

He reached behind his back, tugged off her shoe, and tossed it. "Wicked ones."

Flicking open another button, she asked, "Hot plans?"

"Yeah. And sticky." He took her other shoe and threw it, too.

Opening the rest of his buttons, her mouth watered for a lick of his nice pecs. "God, you're sexy."

"Baby." It came out on a growl and he ripped off his cowboy hat and threw it onto a chair. "You're making me crazy."

She tugged his shirttails from his jeans. "I want to make you naked."

With incredible speed, he removed his shirt and leaned back over her. "Your turn." He slid his hands from her knees down her thighs, his fingers tracing the elastic of her panties around her hips.

The rough calluses on his warm hands rattled lusty heat along her skin and down to her pussy.

Boone gathered her dress under her butt and sat her up, pulling it from under her and up over her head.

He froze, his eyes on her see-through lavender bra. "Oh, jeez."

His stare puckered her nipples and tingled chills across her breasts. Gieselle laced her fingers through his hat hair, releasing the blond mop. The softness on her fingers tugged at her heart. A rugged cowboy with the sweet personality of a gentleman.

Boone's mouth covered hers as he laid her back on the bed. He wrapped his arms around her, holding on tight. His big prize buckle chilled her belly.

She traced his lips with her tongue and he dove in, his tongue on hers, on her cheeks, tickling the roof of her mouth.

 

His overpowering strength did fuzzy things to her brain and wild, jittery things to her core. Her hips made tiny circles, cradling his hard shaft through his jeans.

"Gigi." He whispered against her lips as his hips took up the rhythm of hers.

She scraped her nails lightly down his back. "Boone?"

"When you do that…" His mouth pressed hard and hot on her neck, his teeth nipping, his tongue tracing patterns. Slowly he eased his body lower, dragging his mouth along her skin, tasting as he went.

She closed her eyes and tipped her head back, thrusting her breasts closer to him as desire swirled and puddled low in her belly.

His mouth traced the line of her bra across one breast, then the other. "You're so hot. Your skin is burning my lips."

"Don't stop." Her blood raced through her like solar flares.

 "No, ma'am."

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Randi Alexander

“Rode Hard and Put Up Satisfied”

http://randialexander.com/

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Do You Hear the Angels Singing? Opal Carew "Christmas Angel"

Christmas Angel

Opal Carew

 

       A loud clatter jolted Nicholas Berringer from a sound sleep. He sat up and shoved his fingers through his hair, pushing it back off his face, waiting for any other sound to give him a clue as to what had awakened him. A clunk, definitely from the next room, sent Nick scrambling to his feet. He rushed to the bedroom door and cautiously pushed it open. He fully expected to come face-to-face with an armed burglar.

To his total surprise, he stood gazing at an angel.

He blinked, then shook his head.

The beautiful woman standing in the middle of his living room wore a white gown that glittered in the moonlight, with soft waves of pale blond hair floating to her hips, and wings of downy white feathers that looked so real he could almost swear they were a part of her.

"Who are you?" His voice came out in a whispered tone, full of awe.

What was wrong with him? Bowled over by some woman dressed in an angel costume who had broken into his home!

He drew up his shoulders and demanded, "What are you doing here?"

Her large, luminescent eyes blinked a couple of times.

"I … do not know," she said in a lilting French accent.

Her words, like a half-forgotten melody from his childhood, washed over him in gentle waves. That voice stirred something deep inside him.

Damn. He had to shake himself out of it! She might look like an angel, but Nicholas didn’t believe in angels. In fact, he didn’t believe in much of anything, especially when it came to women.

"What do you mean, you don’t know? Do you always walk into other people’s apartments in the middle of the night?"

Her fingertips grazed the velvet, paisley cushion on the arm of his burgundy leather sofa as she glanced around in bewilderment, then her fingers clutched the back of the couch as if needing the support to keep standing.

"I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to intrude."

He stepped toward her and her eyes widened and she stepped backward and bumped into the tree, which started to topple sideways. Nicholas leaped forward and grabbed it just before it knocked over the stained glass lamp on the occasional table. He set the tree back in place.

She seemed a little inept to be a thief.

Maybe she’d gone to a Christmas party—some costume affair from the look of her outfit—and had a little too much wine.

He retrieved two glittering glass ball ornaments, which had rolled across the taupe carpet and bumped against the raised hearth of the fireplace, then re-hung them on the tree branches.

He surveyed her face—heart shaped, with a pert little nose and full, inviting lips—and the bluest eyes he’d ever seen. Wide and bewildered.

"Do you live in the building?"

"No, I do not think so."

She stepped forward and stumbled on the hem of her skirt. He reached out and caught her elbow so she wouldn’t fall and she leaned against him for support. The warm softness of her body against his sent his hormones into an uproar.

He eased her to her feet and released her immediately, concentrating on reigning in the tumultuous effect she had on him.

Her lips turned up in a delicate smile.

"Merci."

Despite the powerful sexual effect she had on him, she seemed quite fragile. An intense feeling of protectiveness he’d never known he possessed surged through him. Her effect on him certainly was unusual.

He guided her to the sofa. "Why don’t you sit down and I’ll get you a drink?"

She lowered herself onto the couch and he fetched a glass of orange juice from the kitchen. Brandy might have been better, but he didn’t know what, if anything, she’d been drinking already.

He handed her the glass, then sat down on the chair beside her. They sat quietly for a few moments while she sipped her juice.

"You live here alone?" she asked.

"Yes, that’s right."

She rested her hand on his arm. Warmth seeped into him at her gentle touch.

"I think being alone is not something you like." She glanced at him with luminous, blue eyes and their gazes locked.

He wanted to protest, wanted to deny her words to himself, but he couldn’t. It was true. He wanted a woman in his life. A partner who would give his life meaning, give him a reason for coming home at night, but his fear of being hurt overrode that need.

 

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All I Want is a Sexy Highlander for Christmas... Come on Santa, bring Dawn's my way.

A HIGHLANDER FOR THE HOLIDAYS

 

By Dawn Halliday

 
 
Aileen smiled. “Do you remember the tree stump?”
 
“Aye. How could I forget?”
 
Whenever either of them had seen Munro in one of his rages, they’d lay a piece of heather over the stump of a fallen birch tree in the bailey to warn the other to stay clear of Munro that day. Her warnings had saved Niall from beatings at least a dozen times.
 
“The stump is gone,” he mused. Upon riding through the castle gates, he’d been assailed by memories of his time here, and he’d looked for the stump, only to find smooth ground where it had once been.
 
She nodded. “’Twas dug up a few years ago. I miss it. It saved me many times.”
 
“Aye,” he said gruffly. “Me too.”
 
The reminiscent look on her face called to him. His body resonated with the urge to draw her lush body into his arms, to hold her, comfort her…make love to her…
 
He shook himself free of that thought. “’Tis good I have been gone so long. Otherwise, I dinna think…” I could have kept my hands off you.
 
“Is that why you went away?” she asked. “You felt you couldna protect me from him?” She laughed, a soft, smooth sound that slipped under his skin like a warm caress. “If you defended the honor of every wife whose husband took a mistress, you’d be occupied every minute of the day.”
 
“I’ve no desire to defend every wife,” he said. “Only you.”
 
Her gaze strayed away, and she didn’t speak. Instead, she took his hand and drew him toward the fire. The gold glow of the lantern light caught the subtle sheen of tears in her eyes before she knelt at his feet to remove his shoes.
 
Niall stiffened at the gesture. This was inappropriate. He touched his fingers to the top of her head. “Please dinna kneel.”
 
She bowed her head. “Let me help you prepare for your bath, Niall. ’Twill me great pleasure.”
 
“I’m your servant, milady.” He’d do anything she asked of him. Even watch her bow at his feet when he ought to be bowing before her.
 
His fingers itched to stroke her head, to touch that sleek black fall of hair, to caress the gentle slope of her cheekbone. But the Mackenzie had sent Niall here to fetch his sister, to accompany her to Ellandonan as her protector, not to seduce her. To touch her would be to betray his oath to the laird.
 
There would be no way to hide his arousal when she undressed him. He would shame himself.
 
As her deft fingers worked the laces on his boots, he tried to think of anything but the thought of her hands on his body. He forced his mind to saddling a temperamental horse. To the puffed cheeks of a man playing the bagpipes. To haggis…
 
She moved behind him and with skilled precision untied his belt, which she placed on the table beside the bed. Niall helped her to lift off his mail shirt and unwrap his plaid. Her fingertips skimmed over the side of his arse as she worked it off him. Just like that, all thoughts of haggis and everything else fled, until there was only Aileen and her touch. Niall gritted his teeth so hard his jaw ached.
 
Was her touch deliberate? An invitation?
 
Of course it wasn’t. The mail shirt and plaid dropped to the planked floor. Still standing behind him, she reached down to clasp the bottom of his shirt. In one motion, she pulled it over his head.
 
He stood naked, his arousal painfully thrust out. Thankfully, she didn’t move from behind him.
 
“You must be weary,” she said quietly, touching the back of his shoulder with gentle fingers. “One of your men told me how hard you rode from Ellandonan. I…” Her voice caught. “Please,” she whispered. “The bath is ready.”
 
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Oh, Yes, Christmas Just Got Naughter!!

HER XMAS PRESENT
by Christin Lovell

It’s been nearly a year since plus size Libby has seen her best friend, Tyler. One look at him though and all of her old, more-than-friendly feelings return. But a good-looking guy like him couldn’t find her attractive… Could he?

Ty has been away from the woman of his dreams for nearly a year, and every day has been torture. He’s decided that he’s ready to take the leap. He had to know. Could Libby love him as more or would all their years of friendship be too much to risk?

Warning: This book contains hot chocolate, marshmallows, a sexy lawyer and a lot of naughty.
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*excerpt*
(OLIVIA)
“Are you making close to what you deserve yet?”
“Depends.” I knew my eyes were shimmering with mischief, as I handed him his cup. “What am I worth?” I lifted a brow, fighting to hold back a smile.
He didn’t hesitate. “You’re worth the moon’s weight in gold, baby.” He winked.
“Smooth. No wonder the ladies keep falling for you.” I walked back to the living room and collapsed on the sofa with my beverage firmly between my hands.
He followed, sitting beside me. He toed off his shoes and kicked his feet up on the oversized, wood coffee table; he held his drink in one hand while the other comfortably stretched across the back of the couch, behind me.
“Were your parents excited to see you?” I blew into my mug, the marshmallows separating just enough to allow the steam to escape.
He looked away, taking a sip of his drink. “Mmm. I always loved your hot chocolate.”
I narrowed my eyes on him. “Tyler Brandon Russell! How could you not stop and see your parents? Your mom is going to have a fit.” I shook my head incredulously.
He set his drink down on the coffee table.
My heart kicked up as he directed his full attention on me. With one hand, he brushed a few strands of my hair back, allowing his fingers to glide through my locks as he leaned into me. He gazed into my eyes, his lips hovering an inch from mine. Every breath he exhaled tickled my skin, sending shockwaves through me. “I missed you.”
I could only watch him with bated breath. He was so close. I noticed every striation in his eyes, the varying stripes in hues of honey, chocolate and bark. His body heat radiated off of him, enveloping me in his warmth.
He captivated me, holding me in place with his intense stare. I felt him take my mug and heard him set it on the coffee table, but his eyes never strayed; his lips never moved.
I swallowed hard, my pussy fluttering with anticipation. Fuck. I wanted to close the distance between us, so badly, but I didn’t dare. I couldn’t.
He thrust his fingers deeper into my tresses, his other hand skimming up my thigh before curling around my hip. Every second seemed like an hour, as I watched and waited.
His grip tightened on my hip as he jerked me against him. “I’m going to kiss you, Libby.”
*end excerpt*
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Have Yourself a Naughty Little Christmas

Cowboys, Cops, and Kilts: 8 Seasonally Seductive Romances from Bestselling Authors
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COWBOY JACKPOT: CHRISTMAS
Cowboy Jackpot Series, Book 1
Randi Alexander
Award Winning Novella. A lucky first kiss in front of a Las Vegas slot machine pays off big for bull rider Boone Hancock and college student Gigi Colberg-Staub.
*~*~*~*
A NAUGHTY NOELLE
The 19th Precinct, Book 1.5
Ann Bruce
When injured vice cop Sergio Ramirez accepts Noelle Mason’s offer to help him, she has no idea the danger she faces, most of it from her desire to share her bed with him.
*~*~*~*
HOLIDAY SURPRISE: UNWRAPPED
Aliyah Burke
Recuperating in wintery Massachusetts, Heath Dixon gives cold-hating Kassia Green something much hotter to focus on. But can he keep her after Christmas? Like…forever?
*~*~*~*
CHRISTMAS ANGEL
Opal Carew
Given one chance to break the curse which has held Angelique in its grip for two hundred years, she is faced with a heart-rending decision. Can she sacrifice Nick's happiness for her own freedom?
*~*~*~*
A HIGHLANDER FOR THE HOLIDAYS
Dawn Halliday
In the wintery Highland mountains, Aileen and Niall unleash their forbidden passion. But Aileen is promised to another this Christmas, and the wicked Lowlander will stop at nothing to have her.
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ILLICIT CHRISTMAS
Yvette Hines
Even during the holidays a woman can have one reckless night that will change her life forever...especially when the man she was with is determined to prove they belong together.
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HER XMAS PRESENT
Christin Lovell
After being apart from each other for a year, Libby and Tyler realize their feelings for one another are more than platonic. Are they willing to risk years of friendship on a chance at love?
*~*~*~*
ALL SHE WANTS FOR CHRISTMAS
Paige Tyler
Hayley Knowles has always fantasized about getting spanked by her husband, Conner. But how can she possibly ever get her husband to do it, especially since she’s too shy to tell him? This is the holiday season, though, so maybe Hayley might get exactly what she wants for Christmas!

 

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An Anthology for Protecting Our Defenders

Report on the Heart is an erotic I/R short that I wrote for the Coming Together: In the  Trenches anthology. If you have now heard of these anthologies they are awesome. Why is that? All proceeds go directly to the charity. The only thing that doesn’t go to the charity is the funds it takes to maintain the site, book set-up and distribution (1%). The authors, editor nor the publisher (Author Alessia Brio) get any of the proceeds. Every author comes into it wanting to give back to the charity their anthology is set up to support. To learn more about these types of anthologies and see others go to http://www.eroticanthology.com.

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A Fun-filled Interview with Luscious Literaries

I have the fantastic and fun pleasure of being interviewed and spotlighted on the Luscious Literaries blog today. Please swing by and check it out. Not your standard interview about writing and releases.

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A Special Kind of Author interviews Yvette Hines

Went to Las Vegas for a week to attend the first annual Romance Novel Convention hosted by the world acclaimed cover model Jimmy Thomas. It was a great opportunity to meet the new cover models he will be having on his RNC stock image site as well as get to meet readers and most of all put faces and hugs to those fellow authors I have meet on Facebook. Jamallah Bergman is one such author. I’ve known her online, but meeting her was a complete joy. What does the third place winner of the “Best Erotica Cover” RONE Award do after she wins? She sits down and interviews another author. Just shows how awesome of an author she is. Here is part one of our interview, part two Jamallah will have posted on her blog soon…stay tuned.

Jamallah: Before we start talking about your book, why don’t you tell everybody a little bit about yourself?

Yvette: First of all, thanks for having me here Jamallah. I’m the youngest of two and the oldest of five, so at times I don’t know whether I should be following or leading. LOL. I was a counselor for fifteen years and I have a degree in teaching English Literature. I loved books since I was sixteen.

Jamallah: Besides writing, what other things do you enjoy doing in your spare time?

Yvette: Spending time with my husband and daughter playing old fashion board games. We are currently battling for SORRY championship. We are also huge movie goers so most weekend nights we’re sitting in a dark theater. Most of all I love to travel and see the world to meet new interesting people and try amazing foods.

Jamallah: What is your daily routine as far as when you have an idea for your story?

Yvette: The first thing I do is write a blurb or short description for a new story idea. It gives me the main conflict and the characters names, that’s all I need. Rarely, do I start a story without one; even though once the story is complete I may have to tweak it a little. Then I am up at four or five in the morning before a blank sheet of paper and I just start writing for about two hours straight.

Jamallah: Where do you get your ideas from?

Yvette: I know everyone usually says life, but it is true. Strangers around me always inspire a story. I love to watch them, see how they interact, with children and without. Sometimes a negative situation like a husband that ignores his wife always makes me want to rewrite that woman’s life with a better man in it.

Jamallah: Out of all of the stories you’ve written so far, what would be your favorite and why?

Yvette: Usually, my favorite story is always the one that I just finished. Whether it is a long or short story, I fall in love with those characters every time. I laugh when they laugh and I cry when they cry, it becomes the single most important story to tell and when I have told it I just feel so good about it I want to sit and read it from start to finish. Which is what I do after every story is released. I buy the very first copy even before I promote it to readers and let them know it is out then I read it cover to cover.

Jamallah: Tell us something funny about yourself that not a lot of people know about?

Yvette: I’m almost six foot tall and I can’t play a single sport. I’m a klutz who is always worried I’m going to go tumbling down the stairs or trip, general I do. However, it doesn’t stop me from wearing five inch heels if they are comfortable. Also, when I get sleepy, generally around eight at night, because I’m an early bird, I get silly and corny.

Jamallah: Does any of the stories you’ve written based on real life experiences or basically just from imagination?

Yvette: A mix of both, Jamallah. Remember I said I’m a big movie watcher? Something on the big screen generally sparks my mind and that connected with things from the news combined with experiences of my own and people I know creates the stories for me.

Jamallah: Does your ‘muse’ have a name and if so what is his/her name?

Yvette: Yes, SHE, that is it plain and simple. SHE is bold, confident and determined and SHE has a heart as big as the sun when it comes to my heroes and heroines finding their happily-ever-after.

Jamallah: What other genre besides the one you are writing about now would you like to venture into writing?

Yvette: American Western Historical, there are interracial stories out there of love and commitment that never make the news, the papers or anywhere except in family records.

Jamallah: Who are your favorite authors that are out now?

Yvette: There are so many because I have enjoy extremely different stories when I read for leisure. My favorite historical authors are Beverly Jenkins, Lorraine Heath, Cheryl Holt and Jennifer Ashley. When I want a great BDSM I pick up Bridget Midway and Cherise Sinclair, Qwillia Rain or Eliza Gayle.  And when it comes to bad boys and the ultimate alpha’s I love I chase down Aliyah Burke and Sienna Mynx. Finally, sometimes I want to just hear the drawl of a cowboy and I go to Cat Johnson or Lorelei James.

Jamallah: Who is your favorite female and male characters from your books and why?

Yvette: All of them. I know that may sound a little silly, but it is true. They all have a different story and “life”, so it would be like choosing a favorite child.

Jamallah: What do you think is the hardest thing about being a writer?

Yvette: Only being one person. I have so many stories I want to write at one time that sometimes I feel like I’m going mad. LOL.

Jamallah: What advice would you give someone who wants to start off being a writer?

Yvette: Go to romance conferences like Romance Novel Convention that have writing craft workshops—learn it.

Jamallah: If you hadn’t become a writer, what do you think you would be doing right now?

Yvette: Still a counselor or teaching at a college.

Jamallah: What would be the perfect Romantic getaway?

Yvette: If I didn’t go to Venice than I would say Greece, to watch the sunset with my husband, walk the city and relax.

Jamallah: Well now that we got the question and answer out of the way…..why don’t you tell us about your latest story you have out now?

Yvette: I have a .99 lingerie series for voluptuous women. It generally is referred to as the curvy girl erotic shorts. They are romantic stories that give woman of all races a voice, sexy heroes and show their confidence about their shape in sexy lingerie. The stories are connected, so one leads to another.

The first was Love in the Afternoon and the second one that just released is Nightie Night.

Kalan Henderson has had her eyes set on Aaren Reston for the last two years. When the sexy, brown-haired hunk with light green eyes became the newest senior executive at her job she knew she had to have him. However, over the years he hasn’t given her an ounce of encouragement that he’d be receptive to the idea of something in the recreational department between them. That is until she’s selected to work extra hours with him on an assignment.

Six weeks of discovering Aaren is more than a hot body and pretty face has just made Kalan lust after him even more. Then one night everything changed and the after hour’s heat exploded to a level she could never have imagined. But soon Kalan discovers that the man of her dreams may have secrets that will wreck the fantasy of what they could have in an instant.

Excerpt from Nightie Night~

“That sounds really good.” I looked over the items slowly, repeating each name in my head just to keep my imagination from roaming.

“If not that then their lasagna rivals anyone’s.” He pointed at the item on the menu causing his finger to brush the tip of mine.

I’d been a fool to believe that it was not possible to feel sexual desire from a light touch in a non-sexual place. Because desire sizzled down my arm from the place of contact and blazed a determined trail to my pussy. It was as if he’d stroked my clit. Shit, I was in trouble if I stayed for dinner.

Glancing at him, I saw he wasn’t looking at the menu as I suspected but at me. He was in the process of scanning my body. Sitting beside me, he could see the swell of my cleavage in between the parted fabric of my blouse and possibly a hint of the magenta corset I was wearing. I believed a girl had to enhance her figure whenever possible. Especially when you were a thick woman you had to ensure all your curves were always on perfect display.

When his gaze rose and met mine, I saw how his light green eyes had darkened to almost a forest green. That look excited me. Over the years we had worked together I always believed our attraction was on one side—my side. However, I couldn’t mistake the look he’d given me for anything but interest.

“Kalan?” His tone was thick and husky.

My name came out like a caress from his lips. I lowered my eyes to those thin, firm lips, a pale pink color, and wanted to lick them from corner to corner.

He swallowed. “Have you decided?” he asked in a calm voice.

I wasn’t sure how he’d pulled that tone off and gotten himself under control so fast when I felt like I was going insane with lust. Yes, I had decided, I wanted to get to know this man and having a meal with him was perfect place to start. “Lasagna. I’ll have the lasagna.”

“Perfect. I’ll do the same.” Rising, he crossed the room in a steady strut.

I enjoyed watching the play of muscles below his shirt and the round tightness of his ass. My palm itched to stroke them and feel the firmness.

~*~

Anyone interested in my stories can go to my website to find out about my books and I even have the broken down into series. They are also offered at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, All Romance eBooks and Kobo.

Currently I am working on my next BDSM story Red Hots that is connected to a full length by Bridget Midway called Licorice Whips. Two brothers own a candy shop, both are Doms that don’t know they are looking for love until the right women come into their lives. We are giving out early release copies of this book at are BDSM event in November (2013 Wrapped Up: A Corseted Event with Bridget Midway and Yvette Hines). All you wanted to know about BDSM from an expert but were afraid to ask.  Learn more about it: http://yvettehines.com/2013-wrapped-up-a-corseted-event-with-bridget-midway-and-yvette-hines/

Finally, thank you Jamallah for the great opportunity to set down with you in a cozy corner at the Golden Nugget and tell you a little about myself and my writing. Congratulations again on your 3 place win for your cover Special Kind of Woman… it is hot and sexy.

 

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Another Stir Sticks and Stilettos story

Nightie Night is the second story in the Lingerie Series.

Kalan Henderson has had her eyes set on Aaren Reston for the last two years. When the sexy, brown-haired hunk with light green eyes became the newest senior executive at her job she knew she had to have him. However, over the years he hasn’t given her an ounce of encouragement that he’d be receptive to the idea of something in the recreational department between them. That is until she’s selected to work extra hours with him on an assignment.

 Six weeks of discovering Aaren is more than a hot body and pretty face has just made Kalan lust after him even more. Then one night everything changed and the after hour’s heat exploded to a level she could never have imagined. But soon Kalan discovers that the man of her dreams may have secrets that will wreck the fantasy of what they could have in an instant. 

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~Yvette

Another Erotic Shifter Fairy Tale has released...

Rena “Red” Hoodman is on her way to her grandmother’s house. After a crazy year that ends with the loss of her job she agrees to cabin sit. Now, she’s trapped in the woods and drawn to a rugged mid-night blonde, onyx-eyed landscaper contracted to do work around the house. This man is no stranger to her, even if she’s suppressed those memories in her mind, her body knows. Years later, there’s still something about him that makes the hair stand-up on the back of her neck and her inner thighs sweat.

Cord Bjorn’s mate has finally come home again and this time the timing is perfect. With his father ruffling his fur about claiming his place in the county with a mate, Cord felt tied to a leash. Now, there’s a shift in the wind and Rena is her name. He still recalls the last summer she visited Den County and the kiss they shared beside the lake. Heat and attraction build until he and the sienna beauty find themselves tangled in sheets. A night that should have ended with a morning full of smiles, instead dawn breaks and truths unfold.

Red finds herself running for her life, from secrets and lies that she’s too afraid to accept.

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New Release: I/R Fantasy Erotica

Siren's Passion by Yvette Hines

Lialani is a natural at being a lifeguard, but while answering a call in the ocean on her twenty-fifth birthday, she discovers why. Now a confused mermaid, she finds herself locked in an aquatic theme park, weeks away from becoming the main attraction, with Kyle, resident marine biologist, her only hope.

Kyle can’t believe his eyes when he stares into a tank and sees a beautiful, vibrant woman, a merwoman. Like something out of his research, his dreams and fantasies. Since he was younger he’d being drawn to the siren myth—now a reality. Can he manage to save her before she’s pulled into a nightmare that could end both their destinies?

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Bedding the Best Man

When a woman plots and plans to have the perfect doctor in her bed, a groomsman at her brother’s wedding, things should fall into place like clockwork, right? Not for Kamari Jenson. All her life she’s had the tag of wild child and not because she didn’t earn it, but now she wasn’t her family to see her matured and settled down with the right man.

Everything spins out of control when she winds up in the bed of the wrong man, Travis Huffman, her brother’s best friend, a computer geek she’s known all her life. Travis has been a thorn in her side for as long as she can remember. It doesn’t help that everyone in her life is fooled by her injudicious act—except him.  However, every time she looks into her clear blue eyes she sees the truth about the secrets she keeps.

Kamari gets the night of passion she was looking for and so much more, but is she willing to let down the wall surrounding her and give her heart to the best man?

 

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Wedded in Passion

When Katy Heely had dreams of her perfect wedding, it never featured a cheating fiancé. However, that was precisely what she got. The night before her wedding she discovers her groom is not the man she had fooled herself into believing. When the bottom drops out of what should be the best day of her life, she’s angry, ashamed and clueless in how to right the situation.

In walks Char Randle, her best friend, and the guy who has always been there for her, until she allowed her jealous ex-fiancé to push Char out of her life. She discovers that Char’s appearance at the hotel is not by chance and just like always she finds herself leaning on him. Support of a long time friend becomes a night filled with ecstasy as she’s never experienced. Now, she has to make some choices.

It doesn’t take her long to discover that a wedding filled with passion is the only ‘I do’ ceremony she desires.

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~Yvette