Secrets Kept by Shyla Colt

Blurb for Secrets Kept

Behind the striking veneer, television star, Aiden hides a dark past. Emotionally paralyzed, and resigned to the title permanent bachelor she leaves a string of broken hearts, and cool sheets in his wake. Then free spirited Mya walks in and cracks the casing around his stone heart. Unable to offer her the love she deserves he walks away. Only to be drawn back by evil forces intent on destruction.

Intuitive, Chakra healing, new age store owner, Mya never met a lost cause. Drawn like a moth to a flame to the man who hides behind a mask, she’s burned by his swift rebuke. Though Aiden’s spirit screams out, begging for peace, she keeps her distance.

Her pride crumbles when strange occurrence linked to Aiden begin, escalating at an alarming rate. Scared for her life they must delve into the past he wishes to forget in order to save her life. 

 

Teaser

Her serene expression stole his breath. “You can’t hide from me, Aiden. I see you.”

“You see me?” He grabbed her hand and twisted it behind her back, exerting pressure without hurting her. Her pulse fluttered in her neck. “Trust me now?”

“Yes.” She lifted her chin.

“Spread your legs and lift up your skirt.”

Her hands shook as she bunched up the cloth and held it to her upper thighs.

“Higher, I want to see your panties.” Her eyes grew round and her lips parted. Her shallow breathing excited him. With her dress around her waist, she revealed a lacy pair of black bikini underwear. “Oh, black panties, were we hoping something would happen?”

She bit her bottom lip and looked down.

“Look at me.”

She lifted her heavily lidded eyes.

“Now answer me.”

“Yes.”

“Good girl.” He walked over to her and trailed a finger down her front. “Damn baby, you’re soaked. Do you like being told what to do?”

“I don’t know.”

“What do you say we find out, sweetheart? Are you willing to play with me?”

She nodded, and he grinned. “Turn. Place your hands on the wall.” The silky smooth skin beckoned and he trailed his fingers down her arms. She shuddered. He reached around to caress her through the lace, now slick with her dew. The contrast of rough and wet made him ache.

“You really like this, don’t you Sunshine?” He bent, nipping at the sensitive skin on her neck until he found the groove between her neck and her shoulders, and sank his teeth in deep.

“Oh!” She jerked back toward him. He yanked up her dress and grabbed his prize.

“I promise I’ll replace this.” His other hand joined its twin and he yanked, ripping the delicate lingerie apart like a sheet of paper. “And this has to go. Lift your arms.” They worked in tandem, ridding her of the dress. He ran his hands down her body, skimming over every curve of her velvet skin until he reached her inner thighs. With slow, gentle motions, he drew circles with his fingernail, getting closer and closer to her blistering heat, only to pause and retreat. Her muscles tensed. Moans spilled from her throat, an erotic solo in his bedroom.

“Tell me what you want, Mya.”

“Touch me.”

“Where?” He moved the circles to her outer thigh. “Here?”

“No,” she said, her voice higher than usual.

He moved his circles to the sensitive flesh behind her knee and she squirmed. “Here?”

“No.” Gravel crept into her tone.

“So tell me, Sunshine.”

“On my pussy.” She jumbled the words in her rush to get it out in one breath. Normally he’d push it further, make the woman beg for the pleasure he could deliver. With her, he wanted different things. Sweet, slow, and sappy. No. She was a mystery he needed to unravel. He’d get her out of his system, accept her help, and walk away. Frustrated, he slid a finger inside her pussy and groaned. Her walls held him prisoner in a tight embrace. “Oh, you are so tight.” He pumped fast. “Hot and wet.” He added another finger and crooked them into a hook.

“Oh, shit!”

“You’re going to come screaming my name, Mya. I want you to break into a million pieces.” He brought his other hand up and roughly massaged her breast. Her head fell back to rest against him, and her hips moved with his rhythm.

“That’s it baby, let go.” Her muscles fluttered and he grinned, pinching the dime-sized nipples that protruded through her bra.

“Aiden.” She came apart, sucking his fingers into her greedy sheath as she clamped her thighs together. Streams of hot liquid coated his fingers. Ravenous, he pried her legs open, and brought his fingers to his mouth. The honeyed musk made him purr like a jungle cat.

“You taste even better the second time around.” Rested against him, lax, satiated, and trusting, she fucked with his mental space.

“I’m nowhere near done with you.” He spanned the area of her waist and lifted her easily, placing her on the edge of the bed.

“W-what.”

“Spread your legs wide and show me your pretty pink inside, Mya. I want you to come again in my mouth while you’re fucking my tongue, then we’ll move on to my dick. You’re not leaving here until you’ve been thoroughly ravished.”

“Oh my God.”

“I prefer the name Aiden.” He winked and she laughed.

“I don’t…is this too fast? We haven’t even been on a date, and I’m about to be spread-eagle on the bed.”

“Yes, you are.” His voice dropped, and her lids fell to half-mast. “Do you think a night out would make this outcome any different?” He knelt in front of her, massaging her thick thighs in his hands. “What’s between us is potent. Holding out would be a moot point. We’d end up here regardless.” He gripped her inner thighs and spread them. “Now, do as I say, so I can give us both what we want.” He ran his finger down the center of her cleft. “And need.”

 

 

 

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Light of the Moon

I’m so happy to say that Light of the Moon found a new home with Hot Ink Press.  It’s releasing tomorrow!  Look at my gorgeous cover from Rue Volley.  That girl is seriously talented.

 

 

Light of the Moon

A dance of seduction, a play for love.

A dance of seduction under the light of the moon turns into a night of passion, but will that be enough for Aponi to keep the man of her dreams enchanted? Or will the flame that was ignited die out just as quickly as it sparked?

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Swagger released today!

Swagger released today and for a limited time it’s 99 cent!!!  I loved writing this story for NaNoWriMo last year and to finally see all that hard work in a book?  It’s complete euphoria for me.Swagger

Nine years, two lives, one love.
We all have dreams. Mine were filled with college and the boy I loved, Cruz Montoya. But all tha
t went up with smoke when he got sent to Juvenile Hall, my sister killed herself, and Dad up and left. My mother, and I use that terminology loosely, became a monster transferring her pains and disappointment. I became trapped.
Honorably discharged, I’m back in Arlington Heights, the small town that only remembers the black sheep persona of my youth. I could list a dozen reasons for my return, but the only one that matters is Roxanne Waters. I should probably leave her be. I’m not much of a catch with PTSD and the childhood memories rattling around in my brain. Yet, I can’t walk away. There’s a darkness that surrounds the death of her sister, a secret that’s slowly killing her. I’m going to find out everything. This is the moment of truth to see if we can make it or if I’m nine years too late.

You can pick Swagger up here:

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I’m so excited that Swagger will be coming out on January 18, 2014! I’m hosting a Facebook party from 6:00 pm to 9:00 pm.  There will be prizes galore and fun to be had.  Please come join Ada McEwan and I as we host this party.

 

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Stop by for your chance to win one of my ebooks!

I’m over at Vampires, Werewolves and Faire’s Oh My’s blog talking about why I write Interracial romances…check it out for your chance to win….http://vampireswerewolvesfairiesohmy.blogspot.com/2013/12/guest-post-by-nikki-prince.html

 

And in other news…I have a re-release of a story that was in a Christmas Anthology from Hot Ink Press that was released on it’s own today and it’s 99 cent!  Look at the lovely cover made by the fantastic Rue Volley for me.A Soldiers Story  You can buy it at: http://smarturl.it/Soldiers-Christmas

Rock Star Ex by Jewel Quinlan

Guest Post

Hi Nikki! It’s so exciting to be here on your blog. Thanks so much for being the role model that gave me the inspiration to finally finish something. I will be forever grateful! And thanks also for having me on to talk about my new release Rock Star Ex. I thought your readers might like to learn a little bit more about the hero so here are:

Ten things you need to know about Devon Quinn

1. His zodiac sign is Scorpio.

2. Dunkin Donuts Dark Roast is his favorite flavor coffee pod.

3. Women have been known to orgasm while he’s on stage singing.

4. He could care less about what people think of him.

5. His electric guitar is a black, flying V.

6. When he wrote the song Midnight Angel he was sitting in the hotel stairwell missing Eve.

7. He never went to college and doesn’t feel like he missed out.

8. He likes his drinks strong, just like his women.

9. He has a repeating nightmare where he wakes up every morning to put on a suit and tie.

10. He loves the way Eve’s eyes flash when she’s angry. It’s sexy.

 

Here are more details of Rock Star Ex which is currently available…

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Blurb:

Social media consultant, Eve Everett, is less than thrilled when her business partner hooks them up with a job covering celebrity rock band Arsenal.  Their new lead singer, Devon Quinn, is the man who broke her heart five years ago.  But there’s no way Eve can turn down the assignment. It’s the big break their fledgling company needs.

To boost Arsenal’s social media presence the band’s manager wants intimate coverage, especially of Devon,  which means traveling with the band  in their tour bus while they promote their new album.  It’s not long before Devon tries to rehash the past but Eve would rather leave it buried where it is.

When Eve is asked to be part of a music video, she decides it’s a great opportunity to reap some revenge by showing Devon what he’s missing. But soon she’s the one losing control. Will Devon once again claim her heart as well as her body?

Excerpt:

“It’s good to see you again, Eve,” he said softly so the others wouldn’t pick up on it.  He knew she wouldn’t want to hear it.  It couldn’t be helped, but it just had to be said.

Her head snapped up, eyes wide.

“That’s what I wanted to say the other night, but you didn’t give me a chance.”

Big mistake.

Her eyes narrowed.  “I didn’t give you a chance?  Then I’d say we’re even.”

“Look, Eve, things didn’t happen the way you’re thinking.  It wasn’t like that.”  He set the bottom of Tommy’s guitar on the floor, his hand on the neck, and leaned closer in to talk to her.

“The way I’m thinking?” she repeated.  Standing up straight, she stuck one foot out to the side and said in a low hiss, “Look, Devon, the facts are the facts.  You left and I never heard from you again.  Not once.  It has nothing to do with the way I’m thinking.”

He tensed.  It was happening again.  She was misunderstanding him.  “No, look, that’s not what I mean, okay?”

“Oh, then what do you mean?”  She cocked her head at him and waited.

“It’s…it was hard on the road, to keep in touch with anyone, for a lot of reasons.  You don’t know what it was like.  I mean we were bouncing around from place to place, driving for long periods of time and then having to work until really late at night.  It was pretty much impossible to communicate.  Besides, you had no answering machine back then, remember?”

She visibly puffed up.  “I see, so it’s my fault you couldn’t communicate with me?”

“I’m not saying it was anyone’s fault, Eve.  Just that there was no way to call.”  He felt relieved.  He had finally been able to tell her, to explain.  Maybe now she would understand.  Well, when she calmed down at least.

“And you couldn’t write a letter?”   She spoke quietly but the words dripped acid.

She had him there.  Even though she was several inches shorter he suddenly felt very small.  He looked down and stuck a hand in his pocket, not knowing what to say.  That was an even more complicated topic.

Her cold eyes were on him.  The silence stretched on for another moment.  Before he could gather any other words to try to explain she turned and headed back up front, her ponytail slapping him in the face as she went.

 

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Author Bio

Jewel Quinlan

From a young age, Jewel Quinlan had an abundant imagination and strong desire to write novels.  She particularly enjoys writing paranormal and fantasy romance. An avid traveler, she has visited fifteen countries so far (which she enjoys using as settings in her novels) and has plans to see more of the world. She has a particular fondness for Bavaria and studies the German language as one of her hobbies. During the day, she works as a pharmaceutical sales representative and, at night, she writes romance. She currently lives in Orange County, California with her two dogs; Shimmer and Penny.

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Prophecy’s Child by Brenda Dyer

rsz_amazon_copy (3)His secret will shatter her world.
Katherine Colby’s life splintered ten years ago when her lover suddenly vanished, leaving her with more than a broken heart. But when Kal unexpectedly makes an appearance, her safe, dependable existence is shattered once more. Drawn into Kal’s deadly world of vampires and demons, she must now put aside her hurt and anger and learn to trust him. Can she forgive past deceptions and find the courage to love again? Or will she turn away the one man who owns her heart and soul?
Her secret will change his life.
Powerful, and lethal, Kal is a vampire warrior, sworn to protect humans from demons. Loving Katherine too much to pull her into his dangerous world, Kal deserted her, believing his decision was best for them both. But not even time could assuage his yearning for the woman who has captured his heart. As fate tosses them together once again, Kal must fight to win Katherine’s trust and forgiveness before evil separates them forever. But is he ready to become the man she needs him to be? Or will he lose the one woman he can’t live without?

 

About the Author:

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Brenda Dyer lives in the small town of Sooke off the coast of British Columbia with her husband, two teenage boys, and an assortment of animals.
She is a graduate from LongRidge Writers group.
When she isn’t writing you can find her out in her gardens or working with her two miniature horses.
Brenda loves to hear from readers. If you would like to contact her, visit her website.
http://www.brendamdyer.com
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Excerpt:
Holy shit. Katherine wanted Kal to bite her. The realization shocked her logical side, but the demanding throb in her loins was thrilled with the idea.
Swallowing, she watched as Kal slowly kissed his way up her body. He stopped long enough to suckle both nipples, then continued upward until he reached her neck. Motionless as a marble statue, she waited for the sting of his teeth piercing her flesh. The scratch of his stubble and the sharp points of his fangs were her undoing. Never had she been so turned on. Hot lava replaced her blood, and she was ready to explode like an erupting volcano.
Leaning her head back, she exposed her throat to his searching mouth. Seconds ticked by, but he didn’t bite. Instead he licked his way over her jaw before cupping her face.
Without speaking, he claimed her mouth. She tasted the tangy juices of her sex on his lips and tongue.
Slowly, Kal maneuvered her to the bed and eased her down, all the while their lips remained locked.
He broke contact. As he stood at the end of the bed, his hands went to the waist of his jeans.
Desire clouded her mind and body, but a small corner of her rational side spoke up. “Do you have a condom?”
His fingers stilled, and a deep frown scrunched his brow. “Ah…I bloody hope so. Shit. Let me go look.” He jogged toward the adjoining bathroom.
Katherine gasped. Between his shoulders was a tattoo of a nude woman reclining on her back. Long, black hair flowed around her shoulders and breasts. Her nipples stood high and hard. One leg bent at the knee hid her sex.
Although she’d never seen this tattoo before, she remembered the picture—the inspiration for the tattoo—very well.
The naked woman gracing Kal’s back was her.

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Color of Love Blog Hop

I am honored to be a part of the Color of Love Blog Hop! As my tagline states for me Love is Colorblind. We should all be able to love who we love without gender oColorofLove_Bloghopr color being an issue. I love to write interracial relationships

I have several books which feature a black woman and a white male but I’ve also written where my males are Latino. I even went outside of the box and wrote a lesbian couple who were a black female and a white female. To me love sees no color right along without seeing someone’s gender. I grew up in a military family. My mother and father let us follow our hearts. I’m so glad they did. It allowed me to be open about what a relationship should feel like and be like. Thank you mom and dad.

 

I believe love should be color blind…there is so much we can all offer one another. My latest story in my Once Upon A Dream series features a black man and a white woman involved in an interracial relationship. I love to have strong characters that speak to me. This is book five in the series and the proceeding books all have interracial couples.  I write whatever my muse tells me to write as far as pairings and races. I think we all have the god given right to be happy and to thrive with the one we love.

Check out my latest Naughty Fairy Tale

 

Freeing His Swan Dancer

 

Once Upon a Dream, 5

Odette Dubois is running from her past so fast she can’t see the future standing right in front of her. Dante Roberson has stood on the outside looking in for far too long. Odette is his and he’s going to make sure that she understands that. What will happen when the two collide?

Fearful that her past will come back to haunt her, she refuses to get involved with Dante. She fears her imprisoned ex, Jace Rothbart, and what’s he’s capable of. He tried to kill her once, why not try again?

Dante he will show Odette she has nothing to fear. When the past sneaks up to haunt them, Odette and Dante must band together with help from their friends to survive.

Be Warned: BDSM, sex toys, spanking, ice play, voyeurism, fff sex

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Excerpt (explicit)

“Shit! You scared me,” she hissed softly so that her son wouldn’t hear.

“I called your name; you must have been engrossed in deep thought. Why so jumpy, babe?”

“Stop calling me babe and please just back up.”

“O, don’t be like that. I haven’t been this close to you in weeks. What’s the problem?”

With a soft huff, she turned around and turned off the fire under the food. She could tell getting him to just stop without burning the food wasn’t going to be an easy task. He still hadn’t moved, and she gasped suddenly as he once again invaded her space.

He put his hands on her waist and tugged her close. She could feel the hard contours of his body through her thin sundress, and the electric heat of his touch sizzled right down to her clit. His erection pressed into her stomach through his clothing. Damn, I don’t need this, can’t handle his touch.

She pressed her hands to his chest to ward him off. It was too bad for her that his chest was hard as steel and just as hard to budge. She looked up into his handsome face and was mesmerized for a split second until he leaned in to kiss her. She gasped and turned her face away so that his full lips just grazed her cheek.

“The problem is that you’re Jace’s best friend and I’m his…”

She knew she was stretching it. Dante had stopped being friends with Jace a long time ago. She was grasping at straws to keep him safe.

“His ex-wife and he’s my ex-friend. Period. You want this as much as I do.” He grasped her hand in his and placed it on his cock between them, and both of them groaned in unison. “I could take you right here, so hard and so fast our heads would spin. Just think about how good my cock would feel inside you as I thrust so deep. Deep enough that as I kiss you I could fucking taste myself.”

The pressure of his body kept her hand locked against him, and he rocked into her grip. The touch of his lips to her shoulder as he licked and nipped made her heart speed up, and she whimpered. “Tell me you don’t feel our connection. That you don’t desire to be fucked within an inch of your life.”

“Dante…”

“No, just enjoy this…us.”

Odette allowed herself to be lulled into the sexual atmosphere between her and Dante. It had been way too long since someone made her body sing like this. Truth of the matter was that Dante had a way of making her forget herself and need things that only he could provide. He was right they had a connection. She’d never denied that. What she shied away from was deepening her relationship with him. She was all wrong for him even if he was all right for her.

“You have me so hard I’m close to shattering into a million pieces.”

That was a big revelation coming from a man who was in control at all times. His dominant side was naturally nurturing, and he cared for those in his life before himself. It was empowering for her to know she brought him to the edge.

Leaning up, she whispered in his ear, “You’d come in my hand if I let you, wouldn’t you?”

“Fuck yes, I’m that ready and in that much of a need for you.”

Always one to improvise she grabbed a few wipes from the container off the counter they were next to and then tucked them between her breasts. They would be used to clean him once he came. His words spurred her on, and she brought her other hand between him as he moved a little away from her and she undid the zipper of his jeans. Glancing down she took her hand and slipped it inside his boxers and freed his cock. He was pierced, and she licked her lips. She stroked the tips of her fingers over the titanium ring. Once she had him fully within her grasp she glanced over her shoulder to check on Jamie. Her son was so engrossed in the television she had every confidence that she could do this quickly.

“You’re leaking…” she whispered softly. He was long and thick, and she loved to look at his cock.

“Yes, I’m leaking for you and because of you. Jerk me off.”

It was a command. What a thrill she received from his commands. She started slowly at first and then sped up, wanting to get him off. His breathing became harsh the closer he got to coming. Faster and faster she stroked, loving that he moved with her rhythm. It didn’t take long from that point, and he was groaning deeply as he shot off.

Odette stroked through his orgasm, milking him of his cum and only stopping when his hands flexed against her waist. It was his way of telling her enough. She released him, took the wipes, and then she cleaned him up and zipped him up.

 

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Release Day – The Crimson Rope

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RELEASE DAY FOR THE CRIMSON ROPE

Unleash your kinky side with six titillating BDSM tales.

Let The Crimson Rope bind you in an erotic adventure sure to please, with skilled Dom’s and sexy submissives that are willing to explore their boundaries. From pleasured gasps to stinging desire, the authors of this anthology will not only seduce you, but leave you begging for more.

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 Amazing stories from the following Authors:

The Exhibition by London Saint James

Amazing Maisie by Raven McAllan

Liberating Lua by Elyzabeth M. Valey

Taboo by Doris O’Connor

Lock, Stock, and Spank Her by R. Brennan

and ME! : The Cowboy and the Schoolmarm by Nikki Prince

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Suicide Prevention Blog Hop

It’s National Suicide Prevention week September 8-14, 2013. Several authors are SuicidePreventionWeek_badgeparticipating in this blog hope to show that we care. 

Suicide (Latin suicidium, from sui caedere, “to kill oneself”) is the act of intentionally causing one’s own death. Suicide is often committed out of despair, the cause of which is frequently attributed to a mental disorder such as depression, bipolar disorder, schizophrenia, alcoholism, or drug abuse.[1] Stress factors such as financial difficulties or troubles with interpersonal relationships often play a role.

As I was thinking on writing this blog entry I thought on how suicide has effected my life.  Everyone in some way has been touched by this whether it has been a family member, friend or a friend of a friend.

The statistics are astounding and can be found here: http://www.suicidology.org/stats-and-tools/suicide-statistics.

I myself contemplated suicide at one time in my life.  When I was younger.  There were things in my life that brought me to that point.  Luckily for me things changed and I’m here.  There are many who don’t just attempt suicide but succeed.  This is in no way acceptable.  We need to find away to prevent this from happening.  So many people are crying out for help, we need to heed the call and find ways to help those in need.

Need help?  Or know someone who does?:

http://www.suicidehotlines.com/text/index.html

National Suicide Hotline: 1-800-273-8255

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There are some great prizes on the Rafflecopter check out the other blogs…as the other stops will be giving away their own prizes.  I myself will give away a book from my backlist.  If it’s a series that you want then I will give away the first book of the series of your choice.  Please make sure to leave your email in the comments section for your chance to win an ebook from my backlist. Check out my bookshelf on the blog!  For a list of the other blogs go to this blog: http://louisabacio.blogspot.com/2013/09/suicidepreventionhop.html

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