by Victoria Danann
An Oath Keepers MC Standalone
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Photograph: Wander Aguiar Photography
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Release Date: August 1, 2017
They’re the worst type of outlaws to fall for.
He called me his daydream and I fell.
I had to, he didn’t want kids and I was carrying his child.Now, I have to go back and can’t help but wonder…
will he kill me for keeping his son a secret?
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Release Date: January 10, 2016
and the sexy men who brew it.
name. That’s all she was when I agreed to play a part in deceiving her. But
then the unplanned happened.
all I wanted from her was a dirty weekend . . . until that wasn’t enough and I
longed for so much more.
Thorn suddenly means the world to me. And that’s a problem. She’s my business
partner’s sister. Forbidden fruit. Pursuing her can mean trouble for me at
Lovibond Brewery. But I don’t care.
her skin against mine.
smell on my body.
make her laugh and then hear her moan my name.
does for a brief moment in time.
Lawrence wants more than I’m able to give. And it’s a damn shame because
there’s no one on earth I want more than her.
follow Brou as he leaves the bench and walks away. Sheez. His ass looks great in those jeans. And it looks pretty great
not in those jeans too.
believe I had my hand wrapped around his cock.
believe he came in my hand.
believe he stood in front of me naked from the waist down.
believe he touched me with his fingers between my legs and then sucked them. Fuck. That was hot.
ever made me come so hard in all my life. Brou
gives quality orgasms. I can’t wait to have another.
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Release Date: May 10, 2016
moved in next door.
come to know her, the more I discover she’s a good girl with a lovely dark
side. And maybe I don’t want her to stay on her side of the fence.
doors. And she does.
of her body. Her heart.
suddenly becomes a pivotal moment in our future. We aren’t strangers at all. And
our paths aren’t crossing for the first time.
ball to tear us apart or the connection to bond us together forever.
Thorn’s POV from Chapter 6
And how I feel when you exert your strength over me. Domination. Power.
Control. All of it turns me the fuck on.”
something primal and exhilarating about a man who takes complete control in the
bedroom. That’s what it’s about for me. I want to feel desire. Real
desire. I need a man who will grab me and make me feel small and vulnerable and
feminine. Without hurting me.”
releases my hands and sits upright, still mounted on top of me. “Outside of the
bedroom, it’s all a level playing field. I’m an independent woman, and I
control everything in my life. But in the bedroom . . . I want to be controlled
by a strong man.”
alpha male. I crave the dominance and show of strength he has over me.” She
reaches for my hands and intertwines our fingers. “You’re the first man I’ve
trusted in years. I couldn’t have let anyone else put their hands on me that
way. It had to be you.” She releases my hands and leans over me, propping on
her lower arms, but her hands grasp my face. She presses a soft, closemouthed
kiss on my lips. “Only you, Thorn.”
an alpha. A controller. A choker.
me, I like what I just did to her. I want to do it again. And that’s totally
childhood being controlled, dominated, choked. What kind of person does it make
me if I do those things to her? Even if it’s what she wants?
her forehead to mine. “You can. You did.” I did. And it was wrong.
face. You liked my submission. You liked putting your hand on me like that. You
weren’t repulsed. And in those few moments when you held my life in your hands,
I belonged to you. I knew it. You knew it. And you liked it.”
resides in rural Mississippi with her wonderful husband, Jeff, and their two
beautiful daughters. She spent fourteen years as a labor and delivery nurse
before she decided to pursue her dream of becoming an author and hasn’t looked
not writing, she’s thinking about writing. When she’s being domestic, she’s
listening to her music and visualizing scenes for her current work in progress.
Every story coming from her always has a song to inspire it.
MAGIC IS MY DRUG OF CHOICE.
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From Book One…
Mattie Carver’s engagement party should have marked the start of her own personal fairy tale. But when her fiancé, Ben, is violently abducted the next morning, her desperate quest to find him rips her away from small-town life and reveals a shattering truth: magic is real—and Ben is hooked. It’s not the stuff of storybooks. It’s wildly addictive, capable of producing everything from hellish anguish to sensual ecstasy almost beyond human endurance.
Determined to find out who took Ben and why, Mattie immerses herself in a shadowy underworld and comes face-to-face with the darkly alluring Asa Ward, a rogue magic dealer, infamous hustler…and her missing fiancé’s estranged brother. Asa has the power to sense magic, and he realizes Mattie is a reliquary, someone with the rare ability to carry magic within her own body, undetected. Asa agrees to help find Ben on one condition: Mattie must use her uncommon talent to assist his smuggling operations. Now, from magic-laced Vegas casinos to the netherworld clubs of Bangkok, Mattie is on a rescue mission. With Asa by her side, she’ll face not only the supernatural forces arrayed against her but the all-too-human temptation that she fears she can’t resist.
About the Series
The RELIQUARY Series
by Sarah Fine
The Reliquary Series
About Sarah Fine
Sarah Fine was born on the West Coast, raised in the Midwest, and is now firmly entrenched on the East Coast. When she’s not writing, she’s working as a child psychologist. No, she is not psychoanalyzing you right now.
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A long time ago, in a galaxy far away, I was born into a family of Star Wars nuts. I have a lot of siblings (somewhere I lost count but I think there was more than could be numbered on one hand) and being one of the young padawans I was subjected to Star Wars marathons, on a regular basis. If you’ve read any of my books you’ll see there is often a reference to said movies as a small homage to my upbringing. May the force be with you and all that jazz.
I started writing when I realized I didn’t want to grow up not believing in magic, or not believing in creatures everyone else said didn’t exist. That being said, I have never seen a fairy, unicorn or dragon. I had a neighbour who swore they fed the leprechauns in their garden, but I never caught the little buggers no matter how long I lay in wait. (And consequently had to help the neighbours plant new flowers to replace those I killed waiting for the leprechauns to show their faces.)
Along the way, I found my husband who is the rock that keeps me from floating away into my dreams, and we have a little boy who is the centre of our world. Living on a farm keeps us busy (as if the writing wasn’t enough) and I have more than my share of stories about wrestling with cows, helping birth calves and ending up in the creek during the process, falling in the mud (we’ll call it mud but we all know that on a farm, mud is rarely mud) and chasing escaped livestock in the hopes the four legged convicts don’t make it to the highway.
I’ve taken up archery, and the goal is to move into horseback archery in time (you know, when I can hit the target on a consistent basis) and when no one is looking, I love to bake (this doesn’t happen often as it’s hard to keep the sweet treats in stock with two boys in the house.)
As to what’s coming next for me? More stories (since those never stop inside my head, I might as well share them with all of you!) and more adventures. Pretty much, when the fancy strikes, I’ll jump on it. Leap before you look I’m sure that motto was created for me.
Or was that . . . think big and dream bigger, ready, set, pull the trigger . . . yeah. That one is a good one too. But only if you have a gun. And are hunting elephants. Which is not cool because of so many reasons. Let’s stick with the first one with an addendum.
Leap before you look and let your dreams carry you on their wings. And that, my friends, is me in a nutshell.