Inked on Paper
By Nicole Edwards Release Date January 12, 2016
Jake
One week later, Saturday night By the time seven o’clock rolled around, I was going stir crazy. My total word count for the entire week was a big fat fucking zero. And like I’d assured Liz when I talked to her on Wednesday, I had tried. Really. Okay, mostly. After I’d spent two hours at the coffee shop that morning and managed to research everything from tattoos to tater tots—on my phone, because, fuck, what the hell else was I going to do?—I’d come back to my condo, changed, gone to the gym, watched the midday news, showered, and fought the urge to clean more shit around the house that had no business being cleaned. Not by me, at least. Same shit I’d done almost every day this week. And last week, now that I thought about it. Now that the sun was down and the night was coming to life, I needed to get out of the building. To do something productive that didn’t involve staring at a blank screen or a blank page and wondering whether or not I would ever be able to write anything again. So, that was the plan. A night out. I had moved to downtown Austin for the scenery. I’d lived in the area most of my life— with the exception of the five years I’d spent in New York—having grown up twenty-something miles north in the city of Round Rock. The suburban life had worked well for my mom and stepdads (all nine of them)—still did—but I needed something a little more … lively. My sister, Paige, thought I was having a midlife crisis. At thirty-six, I seriously doubted that. I was reserving that for when I turned forty. As I was riding the elevator down to the lobby, my cell phone rang. After digging it out of my pocket, I glanced at the screen and sighed. Liz. Great. It was eight o’clock in New York—on a Saturday, no less—where she lived and worked, so I knew this wasn’t going to be a hi, how are you? conversation. I answered anyway. “Jacob Wild, where the hell are you?” Her raspy, take-no-shit tone made me smile. “Elevator, why?” I asked, pretending I didn’t know what she meant. “Where have you been?” “Before I got in the elevator? Well, if you have to know, I was walking down the hall.” My editor growled. Actually growled. And it wasn’t one of those sexy purring things that some women did. This was an all-out Gremlin sort of sound that made me want to laugh. I refrained. Barely. “You should be at your desk.” “Why?” I stepped off the elevator into the lobby. “Nothing going on there at the moment.” My comment was met with silence, and I could picture Liz standing in the middle of her Manhattan apartment, hand fisted in her short blonde hair as she stared at the phone in disbelief. Truth was, I liked Liz. She was one of the top editors in the publishing industry, and she always played me straight. After I had self-published my first book and it had done surprisingly well, and after my agent had landed me my first seven-figure, three-book deal, I had been working with Liz directly. I’d liked her so much, and my books had done so well with her help that I’d even signed another contract, for another three books—with, get this, an eight-figure advance. Which, I knew, was the reason she was calling. That was a lot of money to invest in someone, and the first book was due to her in roughly thirty days, and she’d come to expect me to be ahead of the game, as I’d frequently turned in my first draft manuscript way early. It probably hadn’t helped that I’d asked for an extension this go-round—a three-month extension. “Where’s my book?” she demanded. “I was looking forward to spending the weekend reading your stuff, enjoying a bottle of wine, and now I have no choice but to go to that stupid gala.” I barked a laugh. I couldn’t remember what it was she was doing, but I recalled her mentioning it had something to do with her husband’s public relations firm. From what Liz told me, she did not enjoy getting dressed up and going out. But I’d known her long enough that I recognized the lie for what it was. She did enjoy it; she simply didn’t want anyone to know she did. “I’ve still got a month,” I told her as I stepped out of the building, the cold wind slamming into me. There was a brief pause before she said, “Tell me when I can schedule an interview. Your fans want to know what the hell happened to you.” “You know I don’t do interviews,” I told her. That had been a point of contention between us from the beginning. I’d been called reclusive and mysterious, but the truth was, I didn’t like being in the public eye. I just wanted to write. “You’re going to have to give in sometime,” she said. “Seriously. The media fucking loves you. They want to see your face.” “Liz, shouldn’t you be getting ready for your thing?” I asked, purposely changing the subject. Liz huffed. “What’s the book about? At least tell me that much.” I should’ve known she wouldn’t let it go. I sighed. “I will, just as soon as I know.” More silence before she said, “Jacob.” Her tone was admonishing and I understood her pain. “I’m looking for my muse,” I assured her. “Your muse? What the hell are you talking about? We agreed—” Before she could go off on a tangent—something Liz was really good at—I interrupted her. “Don’t worry. I haven’t let you down yet, have I?” Another growl. This time I did laugh. “Fine. But next time I call you, you better answer the damn phone.” “I did answer the phone.” Just not the first twenty-two times she’d called since yesterday morning. “Talk to you later, Liz.”
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Inked on Paper By Nicole Edwards Release Day January 12, 2015 Synopsis Chapter One... What happens when you don’t know what comes next? Jacob Wild has had a lucrative writing career, but somewhere along the way he misplaced his muse. Now, unable to put anything on paper, he’s resorted to hanging out in the neighborhood coffee shop with a pen and paper, trying to find something to spark his creativity again. That’s when he meets her. Presley Abrams. The coral-haired, tattooed beauty with the piercing gray eyes and sweet smile draws his attention in a way no woman before her ever has. Jake soon learns that when he’s around her his world is set to rights once more. Presley sparks something inside him and not just his ability to put words on paper. But, Presley’s not the easiest woman to get close to and Jake finds himself trying to answer the burning question: Does happily ever after only exist in fiction? Purchase Links Excerpt Jake Eight minutes after I stepped off the elevator, thirty seconds faster than the last time—because, you know, my life had become so fucking routine that I’d started timing that shit—after enduring the record-breaking, twenty-seven-degree low—hey, this was Texas—I stepped into the coffee shop around the corner from my condominium building, inhaling the scent of homemade blueberry scones and freshly brewed coffee. “Mornin’, Jake,” the young woman behind the counter greeted as I approached, her smile friendly, her gaze inquisitive. “Morning, Kim.” “The usual?” she asked, looking up at me, one hand cocked on her hip. Staring into the glass display case, I perused the items momentarily as though I might actually choose something different than the usual. For the past six months, I’d been coming to the coffee shop at least once every two or three days, ordering a blueberry scone and a strong, black coffee—not exactly the thing that would help my bad boy image. Then again, I was kind of a simple guy. Perhaps I kept my order uncomplicated because the rest of my life was chaotic enough. Whatever the reason, I didn’t see change in my near future. Looking back at Kim, I smiled. “Yeah. The usual.” As Kim rang me up, her dark eyes darted down to the notebook in my hand. “That’s new. What happened to the laptop?” I followed her gaze down to the leather-bound book. “Thought I’d try something different today.” Kim laughed. “But you still ordered a blueberry scone and black coffee.” It wasn’t a question. She cocked her head. “Sounds about right.” Passing her my credit card, I shrugged. “Can’t step too far outta the box. Wouldn’t wanna get hurt.” Kim gifted me with another laugh, handed back my card, and went to work on getting my order ready. While I waited, I glanced around, looking for an empty table. There was only one left—in the far corner near the window, which would be perfect provided I could get to it before anyone else did. “Here you go,” Kim called out. “Go wild.” Everyone loved to do the play on my last name. Rarely did I ever hear anyone come up with something unique, but I’d learned to play along. “Funny.” “I try.” Kim waved me off with her fingers. “Now go write something. We’re all waiting for the next masterpiece.” Yeah, so was I. I secured the notebook under my arm, grabbed the scone, a napkin, and my coffee, then weaved my way through the people scattered about. Careful not to run into anyone, I was about to give myself a mental pat on the back for making it all the way through without any mishaps, right up until… Shit. “Sorry,” I muttered when I bumped the arm of a woman who’d been hunched over one of the round tables. At least I thought it was a woman. Too small to be a man, but thanks to the hood covering their head, I couldn’t be sure. Turning, I slid into the chair at the table in the corner, dropping my load before lifting my gaze to see who I’d bumped and if they were ready to burn me alive with a scathing glare. Definitely a woman. But she wasn’t scowling back at me. In fact, she wasn’t looking at me at all. Instead… My eyes dropped to the notebook in front of her. “Are you … playing tic-tac-toe?” I found myself blurting before I could think better of it. The woman’s gaze lifted, and I was then staring into eyes the color of storm clouds, such a mesmerizing shade that I was momentarily stunned, my hangover all but forgotten. Damn, she was pretty. And I’d never been more grateful that I’d stopped to take a shower than I was right then. A lock of hair peeked out from beneath the thin white hoodie she wore, and my attention drifted down to her shoulder as I tried to decipher the color. Pink? Orange? I know, being an author, I should’ve said something along the lines of magenta or salmon, but seriously. Being a guy, I didn’t give colors fancy names. Regardless, I wasn’t quite sure what the color was, but I was fairly certain that it wasn’t natural. “Yeah,” she said softly, the labret piercing beneath her lip twinkling briefly before she returned her attention to her game. “Who usually wins?” I asked, dropping my eyes back to the paper, then up again as I pushed the hood off my head, secretly hoping she’d do the same. She didn’t. Those gray eyes raised to meet mine once more, and this time one of her eyebrows lifted, and if I wasn’t mistaken, the corner of her lip curled slightly. Interesting. Her lips… I tried not to stare, but it wasn’t easy. Not only did she have a piercing beneath her lip, she had a ring that circled her plump bottom lip twice (or appeared to) on the right side, as well as a diamond stud in her nose and a barbell in her left eyebrow. Even with those distracting me, I couldn’t help but notice her glossy mouth matched the color of her hair. As did her eyebrows. Did women actually do that now? Color their eyebrows? “I normally do,” she said, and I assumed she was referring to winning the games, not coloring her eyebrows. Unless of course she was a mind reader, then … well, if that were the case, then I probably needed to censor my thoughts, because yes, more than once since my ass had hit the chair, I’d pictured her naked. Small, curvy … fucking naked. Another smile flirted with the corner of her coral-pink lips. (Yep, I went there—coral. My new favorite color.) Giveaway Visit Nicole's Website for the INKED ON PAPER #NEInked Photo Scavenger Hunt and put your name in the hat for one awesome PRIZE! Submissions are due by 1/22/2016! Be sure to join the Nicole & Colt Edwards Group on FB today for the release day party for fun times and giveaways! New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Nicole Edwards lives in Austin, Texas with her husband, their three kids, and four rambunctious dogs. 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Inked on Paper
By Nicole Edwards Release Day January 12, 2015
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Chapter One... What happens when you don’t know what comes next? Jacob Wild has had a lucrative writing career, but somewhere along the way he misplaced his muse. Now, unable to put anything on paper, he’s resorted to hanging out in the neighborhood coffee shop with a pen and paper, trying to find something to spark his creativity again. That’s when he meets her. Presley Abrams. The coral-haired, tattooed beauty with the piercing gray eyes and sweet smile draws his attention in a way no woman before her ever has. Jake soon learns that when he’s around her his world is set to rights once more. Presley sparks something inside him and not just his ability to put words on paper. But, Presley’s not the easiest woman to get close to and Jake finds himself trying to answer the burning question: Does happily ever after only exist in fiction?
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Sunday night “Honey, you need to get laid,” Blaze bellowed before tossing back another shot of tequila. “You know, by some outrageously hot guy who’s gonna pin you against the wall and make you beg for mercy.” I tossed my shot back before I answered her. “Not gonna happen.” “Please don’t tell me that Adrian was the last guy you got horizontal with.” Blaze’s expression turned serious. “That dude’s the world’s biggest douche.” “Can’t argue with you there,” I told her, pouring another shot. The last thing I wanted to do tonight was talk about Adrian. Or anyone, for that matter. I’d spent the entire day at the shop handling three walk-ins, all of whom had wanted tattoos that took more time to prepare for than to actually ink. And now, I wanted to sit back, get wasted, then pass out and sleep until I felt better. “How was the sex with him, anyway?” “With who?” I asked, playing dumb. Blaze narrowed her eyes at me. “Adrian.” I didn’t miss a beat before I said, “Boring.” “Really?” Blaze snorted. “I always heard rock stars had it going on.” “Yeah, well, I think rock stars are the ones who started that rumor.” Blaze grabbed her shot glass. “You’re probably right about that.” We downed two more shots, and our laughter continued until the front door opened and in walked Gavin. As soon as he stepped in the doorway, he stopped cold, watching the two of us closely. “Wussup, Gav?” Blaze greeted him, her words slurring. She looked at me and grinned. “He’s an outrageously hot guy,” Blaze said in what she probably assumed was a whisper but wasn’t. “I definitely am,” he agreed, that mischievous smirk on his face. “Is this party just gettin’ started? Or are we about to turn on the decision-maker lights?” Gavin closed the front door behind him and tossed his coat onto one of the barstools, his eyes never straying from us. “The night’s still young,” Blaze informed him. “Can’t say the same about you, though.” Gavin continued to watch us. “How much have you had?” “Not enough,” I admitted, reaching for the bottle to pour more shots. “Now quit acting like an old man and come drink with us.” “Hold up,” Blaze said, snatching the bottle out of my hand. “Not until he pays the ten-dollar buy-in fee.” “Buy-in?” A crease formed in Gavin’s forehead. “What the hell’s a buy-in fee? This ain’t poker.” Blaze pointed a finger in his direction. “I paid for the booze, and you gotta buy in if you want some. Ten dollars.” Gavin grabbed his wallet out of his back pocket, flipped it open, and pulled out a five-dollar bill, then tossed it in Blaze’s lap. “Dude, who’s the one who’s been drinkin’ tonight?” Blaze slurred. “That ain’t ten bucks.” “No, but you bought cheap booze, so there’s a fifty percent discount.” “Fine. Whatever.” Blaze snatched up the money and tucked it into her bra. I smiled at Gavin. “Grab another shot glass.” After a quick detour to the kitchen, Gavin returned, setting his glass down beside the other two, then dropping onto the couch beside Blaze. With an unsteady hand, Blaze filled all three but ended up with more on the glass table than in the shot glasses. “What’re we drinking to?” Gavin asked. “Hot guys nailing us to the wall,” Blaze blurted. I rolled my eyes. “Ain’t no guy nailing me to the wall,” Gavin grunted. “Hot or otherwise.” For whatever reason, I found that funny and ended up downing my shot and nearly shooting it out of my nose. “I’ve got a question,” Blaze said when the laughter died down. “No questions from you tonight,” I said immediately, glancing over at Gavin. As usual, Blaze ignored me. “I wanna know why the two of you have never had sex.” “Not a question,” Gavin grumbled. “Okay, fine,” Blaze snapped. “Have the two of you ever had sex?” “Eww. No,” Gavin and I said in unison. “Are you fucking serious?” Blaze did not sound convinced. I placed my shot glass on the table but waved Blaze off when she started to pour me another. “Dead serious.” “Why?” She looked genuinely confused. “Because he’s not my type?” Blaze’s eyes bounced back and forth between us before landing on me. “But he’s hot.” Yeah, well, I didn’t think so. “I don’t see him like that.” Gavin was watching Blaze intently and I knew this wasn’t going to be good. For the longest time, I’d gotten the impression that these two had a thing for one another. Although Blaze pretended to be interested in other guys—or maybe she wasn’t pretending—I got the feeling that if Gavin told her to get naked, she’d do it in under three seconds flat. “What about you two?” I asked, realizing the liquor was now talking for me. “Why haven’t the two of you hooked up?” Gavin grabbed the bottle and poured another shot, but I noticed he didn’t answer. I looked at Blaze. “Y’all are best friends,” she said, as though that made some kind of sense. “So?” “So, you and I are best friends,” Blaze added. “Does that make us all best friends?” I asked, trying to do the math in my head. “No,” Gavin noted. “It means we’re not willing to sacrifice that friendship.” “Oh.” I watched the two of them for a moment. Then it dawned on me what he meant. “Oooh.”
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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Nicole Edwards lives in Austin, Texas with her husband, their three kids, and four rambunctious dogs. When she’s not writing about sexy alpha males, Nicole can often be found with her Kindle in hand or making an attempt to keep the dogs happy. You can find her hanging out on Facebook and interacting with her readers - even when she’s supposed to be writing. Nicole also writes contemporary/new adult romance as Timberlyn Scott. Nicole would love to hear from you! Website | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads | Newsletter
Beautifully Loyal
Southern Boy Mafia, Book 2 By Nicole Edwards Released September 22, 2015
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If you think you know her… You’re wrong. If you think you know her family… Wrong again. If you think you know her story… You don’t. Ashlynn Adorite is no stranger to the cruel and unusual world she was born into. In fact, she accepts it, understands it, embraces it. However, in her world, falling in love isn’t simply a choice. It causes problems, changes lives, disrupts business. Sex, pleasure, carnal desires ... those things Ashlynn understands. Love ... not so much. Her world is turned upside down when she starts to feel something for not just one man, but two. The question is, can she have all that she desires, or will loyalty to her family interfere.
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NSFW (Not Safe For Work due to the jaw dropping heat level!) * Contains explicit language Ashlynn turned to see Jase sauntering down the hall toward her, his thigh muscles bunching with every step. She loved the way those faded jeans hugged him in all the right places, accentuating his muscular thighs, fantastic ass, not to mention the giant bulge he sported between his legs. The man had caught her attention from the very first day he’d stepped into her house five years ago, looking for a job. He was mouth-wateringly good-looking, and that voice of his… His words alone made her insides quiver with need. She was ready for some action of her own, and Jase was just the man to provide that for her. When Jase’s six-foot-two-inch, extremely powerful frame pressed her up against the wall, Ashlynn clutched his broad shoulders as she peered up into those sexy, crystal-blue eyes. His blond hair was cut short but not so short that she couldn’t slide her fingers through it and pull him down to her. Jase nuzzled her neck as he slid his big, warm hand beneath her skirt, easing inside her panties and pressing his finger against her clit. “Is this what you’ve been waiting for?” Jase’s tongue caressed the sensitive skin beneath her ear. Closing her eyes and enjoying the tingle that ignited in her core, Ashlynn nodded her head. “You’re wet for me,” he whispered against her ear. “So fucking wet.” “Yes,” she hissed. The man knew exactly which of her buttons to push to ratchet up her heart rate, and he didn’t have any qualms about giving her what she needed when she needed it. “Were you thinkin’ about me?” Ashlynn nodded again, her eyes rolling back as the pleasure intensified. “Don’t stop,” she murmured, riding the sensual high her body craved as he teased her clit. His lips brushed hers lightly. “What’ll you do if your brother comes in and sees us?” Ashlynn smiled against his mouth. “I’ll tell him I’m a big girl and I can fuck my head of security if I want to.” “I love when you say head,” Jase muttered. “You love more when I give it.” “No doubt.” Jase’s free hand slid around to cup her ass, squeezing her close as he adjusted their positions so that he could push two fingers inside her. “Is that an offer?” That was another thing she liked about Jase. He sated her every craving and wasn’t afraid to ask for what he wanted. She offered another nod. “Yes, it was an offer? Or yes, you want me to make you come with my fingers, right here?” “The first, although the second’s not a bad idea, either,” she told him breathlessly, hating that his hand was forced to retreat as she slid her back down the wall, her eyes still locked with his. While she fumbled with his zipper, Jase pressed his fingers against her lips. “Suck them clean and I’ll give you my dick.” Never looking away, she took his fingers into her mouth, licking them clean while she freed his cock from his jeans. When he removed them, her tongue instantly lapped at the bead of pre-cum pooling on the wide, swollen head. His hands slid into her hair, gripping her firmly while she proceeded to blow him right there, in the hallway of her brother’s house. This was probably one of the more private places she and Jase had gotten down to business in. They’d become notorious for acting on their urges spontaneously. It kept it interesting, to say the least. Ashlynn wasn’t embarrassed to say that her sex drive was high, significantly higher than most women. Previous lovers hadn’t been able to keep up, which was likely the reason she had never settled down long enough to have a real relationship. That and she didn’t believe that sex and love had anything to do with one another. But if she was ever going to give in to love—if it even really existed—then she was damn sure going to be certain the man could sate her every physical need first. Regrettably, finding that man wasn’t as easy as she would’ve preferred. Not until Jase, anyway. Not that this thing between them could be categorized as a relationship. But it was the longest amount of time she’d been with any one man exclusively. They’d been fucking like rabbits for about a year, and the frequency hadn’t lessened with time. In fact, Ashlynn was inclined to think she wanted him even more now. It was as though he knew her, knew what she liked, what she needed, what she wanted. It helped that he wanted the same things. Such as Leyton crushed between them. Jase was openly bisexual, although he hadn’t been with a man in all the time they’d been sleeping together. To help alleviate that desperate need that ate at him, they’d started talking about their fantasies while she secretly plotted a way to get Leyton to succumb to his own desires. It was the twenty-first century, after all, and a woman was allowed to ask for what she wanted, to explore her sexuality and admit she had needs. It had been during one of those fantasy discussions that she and Jase had both learned that adding Leyton to the mix would be the cherry topping on a fucking kick-ass sex sundae. “Aww, yeah,” Jase moaned, tugging her hair as he pressed his hips forward. “You’re so fucking hot like that, Ash. My dick buried in your mouth.” That was another thing she enjoyed about Jase. He was incredibly vocal. There were times when he could almost get her off with little stimulation and a hell of a lot of that dirty talk. However, as good as he was, no one was perfect. The one thing about Jase she’d noticed early on … although he was supremely alpha, when it came to sex between them, he had always submitted to her to some degree. Even if he topped from the bottom so to speak, he had always allowed her to maintain the ultimate control. And she knew, deep down, Jase worried she would break if he took that away from her. Sometimes she feared he might be right about that. Movement out of the corner of her eye caught Ashlynn’s attention. While she continued to suck Jase deep into her mouth, using her hand to stroke him simultaneously, she flicked her gaze down the hall. There, in all of his sexy glory, was Leyton. Watching them. He looked almost bored, but Ashlynn knew better. He was likely trying to figure out whether or not he should join them. She already knew what his final answer would be, but a girl could definitely hope. -Copyright 2015 Nicole Edwards Limited
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Nicole also writes contemporary/new adult romance as Timberlyn Scott. Nicole would love to hear from you! Website | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads | Newsletter
Never Say Never
Sniper 1 Security #2 By Nicole Edwards Available August 18, 2015
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Ryan Trexler has devoted his entire life to his family’s security business. And now that he’s slated to take over the reins for the company, RT knows that his life is only going to get more complicated. Add in the fact that he’s lusting over one of the men who works for him and RT knows that there are some serious tough times ahead. Zachariah Tavoularis—nicknamed Z—has been employed by Sniper 1 Security for a decade. Despite being known as the most loyal enforcer outside of family, Z also has a reputation of being quite the playboy, though that was based more on rumor than fact. When an assignment comes up that forces the two of them to work together, Z knows it’s time to show RT he’s not the man he thinks he is. Can they complete the mission, despite the fact that it puts them in a tenuous situation, bringing them closer than either of them ever expected? And will Z allow RT to convince him that they can never be together, no matter how much they both want it? m/m romance
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“How’s the business goin’?” Travis asked as he steered Ryan toward a booth near the front of the bar. “Busy,” Ryan answered. “That’s a good thing, right?” “Of course.” Ryan smiled as they approached Travis’s wife Kylie and their husband Gage. “Good to see y’all again.” “Same here. Have a seat.” Gage motioned toward the opposite side of the table as he slid his other arm over Kylie’s shoulders and pulled her close while Travis grabbed a chair. Flipping it around backward, Travis straddled the seat, placing his elbow on the table. Ryan didn’t miss that Travis’s other hand disappeared under the table, likely resting on Kylie’s leg if he had to guess. “We weren’t sure you’d be able to make it,” Travis said. Ryan knew he could always be called back to work at any time, depending on the case, but he didn’t need to tell Travis as much. The man ran a multi-million dollar resort, so he understood. “I’m glad I could.” “How’s Z doin’?” Kylie asked, peering toward the back of the room where Z had been pulled away by his friends a few minutes before. “You know Z. Nothing gets him down.” Gage smiled. “Seems he’s quite interested in you.” Knowing better, Ryan still turned to glance in Z’s direction. He thought for sure he’d be busted stealing a look, but Z was paying him no attention. “And you’re quite interested in him,” Kylie noted. Ryan’s head snapped back around to face her. He was about to fire off a rebuttal, but her smile silenced him. “Leave the poor man alone,” Travis injected. “He’s in denial.” Ryan snorted. “I concur,” Gage added. “Why’s everybody gangin’ up on me?” Ryan questioned, unable to hide the smile. “Seemed like the thing to do.” Travis took a sip of his beer. Enter the Giveaway Here
By Nicole Edwards
Release Date July 7, 2015
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Adored, A Club Destiny Novella New York Times bestselling author Nicole Edwards revisits Tag and McKenna, a power couple who have gone from infatuation to adoration in Adored (Club Destiny #7.5) Tag has waited two years for this. Sure, he knows he’ll need to be persuasive in order to get McKenna on board, but nevertheless, he’s up for the challenge. Even when the tables turn and he’s the one in the spotlight, Tag knows that the payoff is absolutely worth it. Without Regret, A Devil's Playground Las Vegas Novella The first book in the HOT new Devil's Playground series! Isaiah Fontenot had never played the role of white knight. At least not until his boss, Maximillian Adorite, gave him the order to. That was when he found himself coming face to face with the stunning Cassidy Owens, the woman in need of saving. Cassidy only thought she was hiding from the men who were looking for her brother. Not knowing where to go, Cassidy opted to hide in plain sight, taking up temporary residence in a Vegas hotel near her condo. Turned out, she wasn’t as good at hiding as she had planned. When Isaiah finds Cassidy, it doesn’t take long for passion to ignite. But at the end of the day, when the threat to Cassidy has been neutralized, will the two of them be able to walk away? Without regret? Novella, No cliffhanger Devil's Playground is a spin-off series from Southern Boy Mafia. Each novella is complete and does NOT contain a cliffhanger.
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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Nicole Edwards lives in Austin, Texas with her husband, their three kids, and four rambunctious dogs. When she’s not writing about sexy alpha males, Nicole can often be found with her Kindle in hand or making an attempt to keep the dogs happy. You can find her hanging out on Facebook and interacting with her readers - even when she’s supposed to be writing. Nicole also writes contemporary/new adult romance as Timberlyn Scott. Nicole would love to hear from you! Website | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads | Newsletter
Beautifully Brutal
Southern Boy Mafia Vol 1 By Nicole Edwards Release Day June 16, 2015
Synopsis
Sometimes love isn’t beautiful... Sometimes the only way to describe it is beautifully brutal. If you think you know him… You’re wrong. If you think you know his family… Wrong again. If you think you know his story… You don’t. If you did, you’d likely wonder how the hell a man like Maximillian Adorite managed to make it to this point in his life. At twenty-nine, he’s experienced more than most people could only ever imagine, all thanksto his family. Organized crime they call it. Mafia. No matter how they spin it, it comes down to one thing. Max gets what he wants. Except for the one thing he wants most. Her name is Courtney Kogan. And now that he’s had a taste of her, Max knows he’ll never be able to let her go. The Southern Boy Mafia series is a spinoff from the Sniper 1 Security series. It has been set up to be read without reading Sniper 1 Security, however, the characters will frequently cross over.
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"The moment the doors opened and she stepped into view, his heartbeat slowed, as did his breathing. It was an automatic, predatory response, one that he’d honed over the last two years. It was his body’s way of arming for the battle he knew would come. The battle that fired him up and made his body ache for her. "Just as it had always been between them ... intense, hot, electric.
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Twenty months ago. Courtney tried to pull away from Max, her heart pounding against her chest. Max was going to kill Weston, He was going to kill him and it was all her fault... At that point, she’d been with Max for several months, getting deeper and deeper into a relationship with him, but never had she actually gotten any information to take back to her father. Nothing that would take Max down, nothing concrete enough to do any damage to the Southern Boy Mafia and she felt as though she was running out of time. So, she befriended Weston, pretended to like him until she convinced him that she wanted him. And then, she’d gotten his phone number, called him and invited him to meet with her. He had. But the young man hadn’t given up any information that would have hurt Max. “What’d she offer you?” Max asked Weston. Weston’s head shifted, his right eye opened ever so slightly, his gaze meeting hers. She could hardly make out the color of his iris because the lid was so swollen and purple from the bruises that marred his once handsome face. “Did she offer her pussy?” Max asked, his tone lethal. “Is that what she offered you?” “God, no!” Courtney screamed. She hadn’t offered him anything. She’d merely tried to talk to him. Sure, the flirting might’ve eluded to more, but she’d never intended to do anything with him. She wasn’t a whore. “He didn’t…” she uttered, her throat closing around her words. “He didn’t betray you.” “No? He met with you in the park, sat with you for two fucking hours and talked. What’d you talk about? The goddamn weather? If he didn’t betray me, what did he do, Courtney? Confess his undying love? Ask you to run away with him? What?” “I betrayed you.” Weston said through swollen lips. “I shouldn’t have talked to her.” “He didn’t!” Courtney yelled. “He didn’t tell me anything.” “But you tried, didn’t you?” Max yelled at her directly. “You tried to get him to talk.” Courtney’s gaze dropped to the floor as she nodded. She’d tried, but Weston had revealed very little. Not even enough to take back to her father. “Anything you have to say to me, Weston?” Max asked. Lifting her gaze to the broken and battered man in front of her, she wanted to plead for Max to let him go, but she knew better. He was going to die. This was what happened in Max’s world. This soulless man was the leader of the Southern Boy Mafia, the ruler of the dark and dirty underworld that she found herself living in. He was the man she’d fallen for. And she hated that, hated that she’d betrayed herself. Even now, even knowing what was going to happen, she couldn’t deny her feelings for Max. He was doing what had to be done. He weeded out the weak links in his organization in order to move forward. It made sense even if she hated it.
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About The Author
New York Times bestselling author Nicole Edwards launched her professional writing career in July of 2012. Having been an avid reader all of her life and a huge fan of creative writing, it seemed the likely path for her to take. Since then, she has released fifteen books and has no plans to stop. As her full-time career/hobby, Nicole writes steamy contemporary and erotic romances. Nicole is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who was born and raised in Texas. Married with three kids and four dogs, she has plenty of interaction to keep her imagination brewing. Her books have been featured in USA Today’s Happy Ever After segment as well as Indie Reader’s best seller list. She has forged her way as an independent author. Although she has a bachelor’s degree in Human Resources, she prefers to be hiding out in her writing cave, talking to the fictional characters that have built up in her head over the years. When she isn’t writing or plotting her next book (sometimes translated to “playing on Facebook”), Nicole loves to read and spend time with her family and her dogs. Stalk Nicole Here: Website | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads Instagram | Amazon | Blog
Beautifully Brutal
By Nicole Edwards Release Date June 16, 2015
Synopsis
Sometimes love isn’t beautiful... Sometimes the only way to describe it is beautifully brutal. If you think you know him… You’re wrong. If you think you know his family… Wrong again. If you think you know his story… You don’t. If you did, you’d likely wonder how the hell a man like Maximillian Adorite managed to make it to this point in his life. At twenty-nine, he’s experienced more than most people could only ever imagine, all thanksto his family. Organized crime they call it. Mafia. No matter how they spin it, it comes down to one thing. Max gets what he wants. Except for the one thing he wants most. Her name is Courtney Kogan. And now that he’s had a taste of her, Max knows he’ll never be able to let her go. The Southern Boy Mafia series is a spinoff from the Sniper 1 Security series. It has been set up to be read without reading Sniper 1 Security, however, the characters will frequently cross over.
Excerpt
Sixteen Months ago. “Holy shit,” she said softly. “That’s a nice car.” “You like it?” he asked, sounding proud of himself. “Who wouldn’t?” The newest model convertible Corvette Stingray was likely the sexiest car of them all. She’d always had a fondness for sports cars, but she’d never been truly fond of Corvettes. At least not until they recently released the Stingray again. Max stepped in front of the car, blocking her view of the car. “Happy Birthday.” “How…?” Confused she studied him. “How did you know?” 'What? That it was your birthday or that you’d want that car?” Courtney peered around him. “That... That’s for me?” “It is,” he told her. “Now go check it out.” Feeling slightly off kilter, Courtney slowly moved around the car, her gaze darting between Max and the sleek shark gray metallic car. “Seriously, Max. This is… Well, it’s incredible, but you know I can’t take this car.” 'Yes you can,” he told her simply. The top was open so she peered inside, taking in the sexy jet black leather interior. She wondered what it would feel like behind the wheel. “Get in,” he told her as he opened the passenger side door. When he slipped into the car, she grinned. What the hell. It wouldn’t hurt to take it for a test drive, right? And then, when they got back she’d tell him she couldn’t keep it. Because falling in love with him was one thing, accepting a car that likely cost him close to a hundred grand was something entirely different. ------------------------------------------------------------------- “Pull over,” Max instructed when they were hidden by a copse of trees deep on his land. He’d wanted her to test drive the Corvette, but admittedly he’d had something else in mind as well. Another birthday present for her. Courtney stopped the car, frowning when she looked over at him. “Don’t look so upset,” he said with a smile. “Now get out.” If he wasn’t mistaken, there was a hint of concern in her eyes, but he shrugged it off. He didn’t want to think that she’d fear him for any reason. She’d surprised him earlier when she muttered for him not to hurt her and he had to wonder where that was coming from. Then again, she knew him, knew what he was capable of. But in the same sense, if she ever thought he would hurt her, she didn’t know him at all. Once she met him at the front of the car. Max turned to her, taking her into his arms and crushing his mouth to hers, his hands trailing the thin fabric that covered her. She’d worn a skirt, which had been his suggestion and again, he’d had something in mind when he made the request. He had to wonder whether she’d figure that out yet or not. Easing her back onto the hood of the car, Max pulled back enough to look at her. “Kick off your shoes. Wouldn’t want you to scratch the paint.” Courtney grinned, and her shoes hit the ground. “Now for my next gift,” he told her. “And that would be?” She asked, grinning. 'An orgasm. On the hood of your car.” Hmm. I like the sound of that.”
The following Books by Nicole Edwards are
ON SALE Conviction Amazon US: http://amzn.to/1BWcSYP Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/1cIJkak Addicted Amazon US: http://amzn.to/1KZ8bpa Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/1cIJjDr Entrusted Amazon US: http://amzn.to/1GoFKOD Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/1cIJrCJ Without Regret (Releasing July) Amazon US: http://amzn.to/1BWdoWJ Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/1BWdBt1
About The Author
New York Times bestselling author Nicole Edwards launched her professional writing career in July of 2012. Having been an avid reader all of her life and a huge fan of creative writing, it seemed the likely path for her to take. Since then, she has released fifteen books and has no plans to stop. As her full-time career/hobby, Nicole writes steamy contemporary and erotic romances. Nicole is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who was born and raised in Texas. Married with three kids and four dogs, she has plenty of interaction to keep her imagination brewing. Her books have been featured in USA Today’s Happy Ever After segment as well as Indie Reader’s best seller list. She has forged her way as an independent author. Although she has a bachelor’s degree in Human Resources, she prefers to be hiding out in her writing cave, talking to the fictional characters that have built up in her head over the years. When she isn’t writing or plotting her next book (sometimes translated to “playing on Facebook”), Nicole loves to read and spend time with her family and her dogs. Stalk Nicole Here: Website | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads | Instagram | Amazon | Blog
Wait For Morning
Sniper 1 Security #1 By Nicole Edwards Release Date April 7, 2015
Synopsis
Trace Kogan will go to any length to protect those who need protecting. That is the business he is in; the business his father, Casper Kogan, started with Bryce Trexler more than thirty-five years ago. Trace spends day and night eliminating threats to clients, so when the danger hits too close to home, he won’t let anything come between him and the woman who desperately needs his help. His fear… the physical reaction he has to Marissa may pose a bigger danger than the ghost that they find themselves up against. Marissa Trexler has spent the last twelve months of her life in hiding, tucked away in one safe house after another for her own protection. The threat to her is real even if the reason is still unknown. Strangely, whoever is after her seems to find her no matter where she goes, leading her family to believe it’s an inside job. So when the decision is made that Trace will provide personal protection, she can’t say no, even if being close to him adds another level of danger… and this one is to her heart.
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About The Author
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Nicole Edwards lives in Austin, Texas with her husband, their three kids, and four rambunctious dogs. When she’s not writing about sexy alpha males, Nicole can often be found with her Kindle in hand or making an attempt to keep the dogs happy. You can find her hanging out on Facebook and interacting with her readers - even when she’s supposed to be writing. Links Website: www.NicoleEdwardsAuthor.com Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Author.Nicole.Edwards Twitter: https://twitter.com/NicoleEAuthor Google+: https://plus.google.com/+Nicoleedwardsauthor Sawyer Alluring Indulgence #7 By Nicole Edwards Released March 2, 2015 Synopsis From New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author Nicole Edwards comes the seventh book in her Alluring Indulgence series, erotic romances featuring the Walker brothers from Coyote Ridge, Texas, and their sizzling-hot love interests. Sawyer Walker has never run into problems with women. The female population tends to swarm toward him, in fact, and he’s never had a complaint. But there’s one woman Sawyer has always had his eye on. A woman who won’t give him the time of day. In recent months, it would seem that Kennedy Endsley is opening up to Sawyer, but she’s got a few surprises in store for him. Because, as hard as she finds it to resist the handsome Walker brother, she won’t give in easily. Not when her heart is on the line. Purchase Links Giveaway About The Author New York Times bestselling author Nicole Edwards launched her professional writing career in July of 2012. Having been an avid reader all of her life and a huge fan of creative writing, it seemed the likely path for her to take. Since then, she has released fifteen books and has no plans to stop. As her full-time career/hobby, Nicole writes steamy contemporary and erotic romances. Nicole is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who was born and raised in Texas. Married with three kids and four dogs, she has plenty of interaction to keep her imagination brewing. Her books have been featured in USA Today’s Happy Ever After segment as well as Indie Reader’s best seller list. She has forged her way as an independent author. Although she has a bachelor’s degree in Human Resources, she prefers to be hiding out in her writing cave, talking to the fictional characters that have built up in her head over the years. When she isn’t writing or plotting her next book (sometimes translated to “playing on Facebook”), Nicole loves to read and spend time with her family and her dogs. Links Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Author.Nicole.Edwards Twitter: https://twitter.com/NicoleEAuthor Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4318269.Nicole_Edwards?from_search=true Website: http://nicedwardsauthor.com/ Blog: http://nicoleedwardsauthor.blogspot.com/ Google +: https://plus.google.com/+Nicoleedwardsauthor/posts Instagram: http://instagram.com/nicoleedwardsauthor Tsu.co: https://www.tsu.co/Nicole_Edwards Newsletter: http://www.nicedwardsauthor.com/newsletter-signup.html |
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