#NewRelease THE FOX AND THE HOUND 2 is live!

I’m so excited to bring back Jayla and Noah! If you read The Fox and The Hound, my novella in Susan Stoker’s Special Forces: Operation Alpha Kindle World, then get prepared, because Fox and Hound are back and on a wild ride as they try and take down one arm of the Russian Mafia.

Wren Michaels - The Fox and The Hound 2 Kisses From The KremlinJayla “Fox” McFadden is still trying to figure out who wants her dead. But even worse, her brand new relationship with Noah “Hound” Kendrick feels like it’s already on the rocks. She’s never been girlfriend material, and the pressure is on with each awkward moment they spend together trying to have a ‘normal’ life. But a CIA spy and a Navy SEAL are far from normal. When her next mission takes her to Russia, she’s almost thankful for the time away to think.

Hound’s Navy SEAL team gets orders to blow up one arm of the Russian Mafia. But when Noah learns of Jayla’s involvement in the mission, his strict orders to kill anyone and everyone associated with the case don’t sit well with him, and he’s forced to choose Fox or his country.

Taking down the Russian mafia will be easy, finding out Jayla’s long lost father is a part of it, not so much. The Fox and The Hound take on the government, the mafia, and each other in a battle of love, lies, and loss.

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What do you do with the man who rescued you from a terrorist, saved you from drowning, and threw his life down for you during a hurricane?

You take him home to meet your asshole cat.

Mal was an excellent judge of character, but a cat of few meows. He was kind of like the adult still living in their parent’s basement; played with his balls, got high on catnip, and slept. Still, one hiss from him in a guy’s general direction and Jayla knew to kick the dude to the curb. Cats sensed evil.

So, bringing Noah home to pass the cat test was a big deal. But what if Mal got jacked up on cat-crack right before they got there and wasn’t in his right mind? It could blow everything. Not to mention, Noah had already given her his Budweiser, his sacred SEAL Trident Pin. Jayla’s head still spun from disbelief.

It had only been a little over a month since she met Noah at a BBQ thrown by her co-worker, Caroline Steele. They hadn’t exactly ‘hit it off,’ per se. Oh sure, their sexual chemistry shot off the charts. But he was a SEAL, and Jayla had sworn them off thanks to James McFadden—also known as Daddy Dearest—who took off after knocking up a woman while he was deployed.

Okay, Jayla had daddy issues. She knew that. Noah knew it, too, and he still wanted to date her. Even though it took him a while to tell her that, because men could be stubborn and thick-headed.

Oh, Noah was definitely thick-headed. She found that out the night they made love after washing up on a deserted island. Which brought up the next point, they were bound to have sex again. While Jayla most definitely wanted to, they hadn’t even really been on a ‘date’ yet. They’d been locked in a bathroom, shot at, nearly drowned, and had sex in a hurricane. What if they didn’t have a single thing in common? Would he expect to throw down in her living room after Mal approved?

Nerves twisted her stomach into a tight knot. The reality of the situation unveiled itself in her mind on the drive back to her condo. Noah sat in silence beside her. What if he was thinking the same thing?

She uncurled her fingers from the vice-grip on the steering wheel and caressed the pin clipped to her white lab-coat. He chose her. That had to mean he’d thought things out. He wouldn’t just willy-nilly give his Budweiser to anyone, right?

She chanced a glance in his direction, not wanting to alert him that she’d spent the entire twenty-minute drive to her condo contemplating their brand new twenty-five-minute-old relationship. But he caught her. Like he always did. Somehow she, Jayla “Fox” McFadden—Forensic Toxicologist, CIA Spy, and Xena: Warrior Princess—had managed to let him rescue her more times than she’d needed in her entire twenty-eight year existence.

This time though, he caught her falling in love with him.

“I’m afraid to ask what’s going on in that head of yours,” Noah said, finally breaking the silence. “You worried about that text from the CIA? You really don’t think they’re out to kill you, do you?”

Oh right, the CIA. She’d almost completely blocked that from her thoughts. Because who wanted to think about someone out to kill you, especially when it’s the people you work for. Well, forced to work for anyway. If she had to choose a side, she’d go independent. Maybe once she paid her debt off to the government, she’d do just that. Fox McFadden—Your go-to girl to get the job done … depending on the job, like a MacGyver for hire. He was sort of indie, wasn’t he?

Since her botched undercover mission to retrieve intel from arms dealer, Abdul-Mu’eid Bahri, ended up revealing that someone ratted her out, she had very little trust in anyone connected to the government. She tossed another side-eye to the Navy SEAL sitting beside her. Except Noah, because if he wanted to kill her, he could have done so instead of saving her life. That was one of two names on the very short list of people she did trust.

The other was her best friend and co-worker, Melinda Emerson. Except, now Melinda, too, had folks after her—who turned out to be the Russian Mafia—specifically for her knowledge on a super mind-enhancing drug. Because why not throw those rag-tag bunch of fun guys into the mix?

Noah turned in his seat. “I won’t leave your side.”

Jayla jerked her head. “What are you talking about?”

“You’re worried. I see it in your eyes.”

“My eyes are focused on the road. You know, because I’m driving?”

“They’re angry eyes. The same kind you had when we were trapped on the island. Not the ones that sparkled, wide and full of wonder about half-an-hour ago when we were kissing in the parking lot at your office. Not to mention, you’re quiet. You’re never quiet. You always have something to say, Jayla. Your silence is more frightening than words.”

“How do you even know that? I haven’t seen you in weeks. We really hardly even know each other, period.”

“I study people, remember? It’s my job to retain detail and learn from it. Adjust to it. And I thought we got to know each other pretty well that night. You got me to reveal things I’ve never told another living soul. You hold a power over me, Fox. And instead of running from it, I ran to it. That’s why I gave you my pin. That’s why I want to give this a shot.”

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Jayla “Fox” McFadden ‘MacGyvered’ her way through college and right onto the radar of the CIA. Instead of getting busted, she got offered a job. She’s a chemist by day, but moonlights on special missions utilizing her unique talents when needed, everything from bomb building to booby traps. She’s fought tooth and black-polished nail to make her way in the world and prove she’s more than a set of tits. From her thick, black eyeliner to her Doc Martens with leather mini-skirts, she stands out, and likes it that way.

Noah “Hound” Kendrick is the best tracker on his SEAL team. Haunted by the fact that he got his mother killed, he put his body, mind, and soul into the SEALs in retribution, trying to make the world a better place. They are his duty and family now, nothing gets in the way. Especially love, as he refuses to open up his heart and lose someone at his expense ever again.

Jayla’s latest mission is to retrieve a list of buyers from an arms dealer. She’s teamed with the SEALs who must take out a bunker hidden offshore near the dealer’s private island. But a squall line from an impending hurricane throws off their plans as Jayla and Noah get separated from the team, washing up on a deserted air force base in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. Now the Fox and the Hound must survive the elements and each other, as they ride out the physical and emotional storm heading their way.

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#NewRelease Spotlight: MASTER OF LOVE, by Anne Conley

Welcome to Mystic, Texas, where the past stays alive in more ways than one.
 
Tiffany Masters is desperate for a fresh start after the loss of her husband. Landing in Mystic, she soon learns the town has as many secrets as she does. The local book club, The Book B!tches, gives her the courage to be herself without worrying about adult things, like bills, parenting, and supper. 
 
However, her new boss may be more than she can handle.
 
Nick takes pride in his business. Being the only bar owner in town has its challenges, the biggest being his new employee. Tiffany’s a fireball—sexy as hell, with a temper to match—and off-limits. She’s got kids; he’s been there, done that, didn’t care to get the t-shirt.
 
When their heated attraction sparks a spat, the sheriff gives them an ultimatum: settle their shit or go to jail. He’s got a crime to solve—a woman’s dead, Wren’s still missing, and there’s another possible victim.
 
Mystic may have a serial killer on the loose.
 
**This is not a standalone novel. It is recommended that Power of Love, Book B!tches #1 be read first.**
 
For a limited time only, all the books in this series are on sale for .99!!!
 
 
Every time she got pissed at Nick, she got horny for him, and that made no sense to her whatsoever.
 
“Bend over my desk.”
 
Tiffany spun around. “What? Why?” Even though it didn’t matter. She wanted whatever it was he had in mind. But the look on his face gave her pause. Maybe not. He looked really pissed.
Maybe he had the same damn reaction to her?
 
“I’m not sure, yet, Tiffany. I haven’t exactly decided what I want to do to you.” Nick gripped one hand into a fist and cracked his knuckles, but it wasn’t a move born of aggression. He was getting ready to use his hands, on her, and she was okay with that. His face was full of concentration, and the intensity shining from his gray, bottomless eyes bored straight into her insides and dived down into the depths of her pussy.
 
She was a mess, and he hadn’t even touched her yet.
 
“O-kay …” Tiffany whispered as she turned and did as he asked. A hiss of expelled air was the only discernable reaction.
 
“Close your eyes,” Nick demanded, and she obeyed without question. “Do you trust me?” His gravelly voice suddenly had an edge of uncertainty to it, much like the smile he’d displayed earlier. It was odd and threw her a little off balance.
 
But she answered with a firm “Yes.” Because she did. As mad as he made her, she loved the asshole. She could admit it to herself but no one else. She loved Nick Livingstone.
 
And she was sure he was about to do something to her no man would ever do again. He would touch her in some way that would pale in comparison to everyone else. Even Conrad.
 
Shit.
 
A soft cloth fell over her eyes, and Tiffany reached up to touch it. “Nope, baby girl. Keep your hands on the desk.” Tiffany opened her eyes to see Nick’s bandana—the one he kept in his pocket for a handkerchief—over her eyes like a blindfold.
 
Scenes from her BDSM books flew through her mind, and then it all made sense—Nick’s need for utter compliance and control, his anger when she didn’t do what he thought she should do for her own good, his protectiveness of her—as misguided as it was—his dominance in the bedroom.
 
Goose bumps broke out on her back.
 
“Is this a BDSM thing? Are you a Dominant?” Finally. Something was happening Tiffany sort of understood. Lord knows she had read tons of books about this.
 
A harsh laugh broke from his chest. “Fuck if I know, Tiff. I told you. You do this to me. Make me want to command your pleasure. And punish you when you don’t behave. Is that a Dom?” His fragmented sentences drew off into a rumble, and as he lowered himself over her back, she felt it radiate through her, vibrating her bones with his warmth.
 

She wanted to scream inside her head, Yes! But Doms care for their subs and fall in love with them. Even as the words formed in her mind, she knew it wouldn’t happen. He may take care of her, but he didn’t really care. He wasn’t in love with her.

 

 
But she managed a nod.
 
“Do you trust me? You still okay with this?”
 
Tiffany bit her lip, more to keep from screaming the word at him, and he pressed against her tightly until she answered with a whispered “Yes.”
 
“Good.”
 
Nick gripped her hips, tugging her this way and that. Tiffany couldn’t decide if he was straightening her, looking at her from different angles, or what. But when he lifted her skirt and let out that hiss again, she didn’t care; as long as this ended up in sex, she was totally cool with whatever he did. Anger and resolutions be damned.
 
His finger tickled her backside as it traced her thong, slipping underneath it and tugging on it before letting it go with a snap. Her turn to hiss. That stung.

“You don’t even know how sexy you are, do you?” His voice scared her in the most delicious way. It was still a rumble, bordering on a low roar. Like a fucking bear.
 
SMACK!
 
“Ow! Son of a bitch! That hurt!” His hands were rubbing the spot he’d just spanked, the fingers rubbing and digging into the flesh. Eventually, the stinging subsided, and Tiffany had to admit it was the shock of the slap that had scared her. Nothing actually hurt.
 
“Okay?” Nick’s soft voice soothed her and taunted her at the same time.
 
“Yes.” Tiffany sounded petulant and knew it as soon as the word left her mouth. For some reason, she wanted to apologize for her tone of voice, and wasn’t that just the shit?
 
SMACK!
 
Again with the rubbing and soothing, this time on her other ass cheek.
 
“What exactly am I being punished for?” The bratty tone was gone, and now she hated the fact she sounded so weak. The question came out like she was begging for something.
 
SMACK!
 
“You accepted a date with Matt the Douchebag.”
 
SMACK!
 
Another slap on her ass, and instead of rubbing it, he slapped the same spot again before soothing it with his massive hand. Her butt was getting warm, and damn if the wetness in her pussy had actually increased.
 
“You don’t actually like him, you’re just doing it to make me mad.” Another resounding SMACK! 
 
She pressed back into his hand as he stroked her. “To get back at me for something you still haven’t told me about.”
 
What the hell? Who knew she liked spankings so much?
 
SMACK!
 
Tiffany moaned long and loud that time. She couldn’t stop the sound from coming out of her mouth.
 
“Seriously?” Nick’s question would have been comical if she wasn’t so turned on. His hands on her stilled and then traced the edge of her thong again before dipping down below, into her drenched folds. “Fuck. Me.”

 

 

 

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
 
Anne has written her entire life and has the boxes of angst-filled journals and poetry to prove it. She’s been writing for public consumption for the past several years. Currently, she has four romance series. In Stories of Serendipity, she explores real people living real lives in small town Texas in a contemporary romance setting. In The Four Winds, she chronicles God’s four closest archangels, Uriel, Gabriel, Raphael, and Michael, falling in love and becoming human. In Pierce Securities, she gives us Ryan, Evan, Miriam, Zack, Quinten, and Simon. Her newest series, Book B!tches, is all about a group of women in Mystic, Texas who get into all sorts of shenanigans. She lives in rural East Texas with her husband and children in her own private oasis, where she prides herself in her complete lack of social skills, choosing instead to live with the people inside her head.

My #NewRelease FRIEND ZONED is out now!

I’m so excited to share that my latest novel is now available! It’s very special to me because it’s the first contemporary romance I’ve ever written. As some of you may know, most of my books have been paranormal romance. But I got the itch to write something completely different, and this story is a result of NaNoWriMo a couple years ago. I love writing diverse books and trying to write outside the box. I fell in love with these characters. And I hope you do, too!

I give you …. FRIEND ZONED.

friend-zoned-ebookAll’s fair in love and war until one person gets stuck in an arranged marriage.

Catherine ‘Cat’ Marek has a sociology paper due on dissecting the laws of attraction. Project Panty Drop will case study two different men; one she’ll go after in person and the other she’ll attempt to charm online. Hiding behind her beauty, she tries to cover up her true geeky side, and the fact that she’s partially deaf.

Jaidev ‘Jai’ Sankar needs to knock out a paper for his online sociology class. After an encounter with the Texas Tease, Cat Marek, he decides Project Friend Zoned will be the ultimate topic, proving a guy can remain in the friend zone with a girl he finds attractive.

As Cat puts the moves into overdrive, Jai finds it harder to remain in the ‘friend zone’ with her. The only thing keeping him from letting go is the fact his hardcore Hindu parents have a wedding scheduled for him. When neither can resist their attraction, the fight no longer becomes about their papers, but about the freedom to love each other.

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Her face haunted me. The adorable dimple pitted in her cheek caught my eye first. Sexy full lips that folded into a gorgeous smile just about took my breath away. I did my best not to continuously stare at her, managing to throw just a few glances here and there hoping she got the message. But she didn’t take the bait. Instead, she gave me a ‘too good for you’ glance while she plowed down a server on her way to the bathroom, probably to restock the toilet paper in her bra.

The Texas Tease, I called it. Lots of girls at UT had it—this one in particular—in spades. Shorter than my normal tastes, her alluring doe-eyes caught me off guard. The memory of her petite frame sashaying as she worked those sexy, black pumps played on a loop in my head. Along with the way her long, brown hair bounced with every step like a damn shampoo commercial.

She drove me insane, and I didn’t even know her name. At least Mick confirmed she was a student at UT, apparently in one of his Economics classes.

She intrigued me, sitting in a sports bar drinking beer while her prissy friend sipped wine. I even caught her glancing at the Longhorn game on the big screen. A cute girl who likes beer and football? Every guy’s dream. If only she weren’t a snob. But, I’d put her in her place. And I had the perfect plan.

The ring of my Skype alert disrupted my plotting. Incoming message from Kanti, my best friend.

Kanti: Hey …

                                                    Me: What’s up, brat?

Kanti: You busy?

                                                     Me: Never too busy for you.

Kanti: Stop with the sugar, you’re giving

me diabetes.

                                                     Me: LOL Better get used to it.

Kanti: Ugh. Don’t remind me. Quick, what

do you want for your birthday? You got the

new Mortal Kombat release already?

                                                       Me: Yeah, of course I do. But you don’t

have to get me anything. You know that.

Kanti: I can’t NOT get you anything.

                                                       Me: Tell me you talked to your parents and

the wedding’s called off. That would be an

awesome present.

Kanti: Seriously? You know that isn’t even

in the realm of possibilities. So shut it.

                                                        Me: I can dream, can’t I?

Kanti: Yeah, and I know what you do in

those dreams. Not even going there.

                                                         Me: You’re such a bitch. Why do I love you?

Kanti: Because we’re best friends.

                                                          Me: Well, there’s that.

Mick yelled through the door. “Jai, you comin’ down or what?”

“In a minute,” I replied.

                                                           Me: I gotta go. Kegger tonight and we’re

hosting.

Kanti: Email me and let me know what to

get you.

                                                           Me: Fine.

Kanti: LOL Kiss Kiss

                                                           Me: Whatever. LOL TTYL

I closed the lid on my laptop as Mick flung the door open.

“People are starting to arrive. You’re on keg duty first.”

I tossed him a nod. “Yeah, I know. I’m coming. Just finishing up some notes on my Sociology project.”

“I thought you dropped that class?” He folded his arms, leaning against the door-frame.

“I was going to until Professor Wilkinson agreed to let me take it online, since it’s the same time as my cinematography course.” I pulled out a notepad. “What’d you say that chick’s name was again? The one we saw at the bar today.”

“Catherine Marek. But I think she goes by Cat.” Mick shrugged. “Why? I thought you said she was a snob, and you weren’t gonna pursue her?”

“Oh, I’m not. I got my sights set on another girl I’ve been talking to for a little while. But I think that Cat chick will make for a perfect target on my sociology paper.” I wrote down her name and underlined it five times. “I’m calling it, Friend Zoned.”

Mick laughed. “Oh, this ought to be good. What’re you gonna do?”

“It’s what I’m not gonna do that’s going be the best part. I’m going to act like I’m interested, then when she takes the bait, I’ll friend zone her. I’m going to prove that a guy can be sexually attracted to a girl who’s interested in him and still remain only friends. I’ll be the best ‘friend’ she’s ever gonna have.”

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Wren hails from the frozen tundra of Wisconsin where beer and cheese are their own food groups. But a cowboy swept her off her feet and carried her below the Mason-Dixon line to Texas, where she promptly lost all tolerance for cold and snow. Fueled by coffee, dreams, and men in kilts, Wren promises to bring you laughter, sexy fun time, and action that keeps you on the edge of your seat. The easiest way to her heart is anything to do with the Green Bay Packers, Doctor Who, or Joss Whedon.

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#NewRelease Spotlight: COLORING UNDER THE COVERS

 

 

 

 

 

COLORING FOR A CAUSE
PROCEEDS TO BENEFIT LIFEAFTER PROJECT

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At Beyond DEF and E-BookBuilders, we love books. We edit, design, ghostwrite, market, layout, and all things in-between. And don’t get us started on the books we read aside from the ones we see for work.
Tiffany Fox is the Redhead behind Beyond DEF; she’s the editor’s editor.
Deena Rae is the Amazon behind E-BookBuilders.
Between them, they have worked on some of the most amazing books on the shelves since 2010. They want to share their love of book covers with you in this coloring book.
Each two-page spread contains a cover for you to “design” as your own, as well as the book description and author information. We have included easy-to-navigate QR Codes to aid in purchasing the book or stalking the author.
Grab your fancy pencils and a glass of wine and prepare yourself to spend a relaxing time putting your artistic spin on some of the most beloved book covers on the market.
 

ABOUT THE BENEFICIARY

Our Mission

Our mission at the LifeAfter Project is to help others, plain and simple. We aim to support research and provide educational content designed to inspire and spread awareness for suicide prevention, substance abuse and domestic abuse throughout our nation and to all nations around the world.

 

National Suicide Prevention Lifeline

The National Suicide Prevention Lifeline provides free and confidential emotional support to people in suicidal crisis or emotional distress. Hours are 24/7. Toll free – 800 -273-TALK (8255).

 
 

Stats

  • Suicide is the 10th leading cause of death in the US. 4th leading cause for adults 15 – 64
  • Each year 42,773 Americans die by suicide (Approximately 117 per day)
  • For each suicide, 25 others attempt it (Total of 1,069,325)
  • Suicide costs the US 44 Billion annually
  • Females attempt suicide 3 times more often than males
  • 90% of all who die of suicide have a diagnosable psychiatric disorder at the time of their death
  • 25 million Americans suffer from depression
  • Over half of the suicides in America stems from depression
  • More Americans suffer from depression than coronary heart disease, cancer, and HIV/AIDS
  • Depression is among the most treatable of psychiatric illnesses. Between 80 – 90% of people with depression respond positively to treatment, and almost all patients gain some relief from their symptoms. However, first, depression has to be recognized.

 

MEET THE CREATORS

Tiffany Fox is a graduate of Missouri Southern State University with a Bachelor of Science in sociology. Currently, she is pursuing her Master of Arts in publishing. Since 2012, she has dedicated her life to her passion for literature. Tiffany has focused her skills on creative marketing strategies to further help authors achieve their literary goals. In the last couple of years, she has pushed her horizons in publishing and event coordinating with several successful author events called Indie Mashup. Along with her passion for marketing, her obvious obsession for books has allowed Tiffany to become a pivotal reference expert in editorial publishing. Authors are guided in an extensive, hands-on approach as she edits their manuscript, molding it into a beautifully polished novel.
Deena Rae is the Digital Director of The Book Connection and owner of E-BookBuilders. With 20 years in the background of professional independent publishing, she took the plunge and decided to do it full-time in an effort to help move The Book Connection into the e-publishing arena. As a formatter who uses HTML, she has made E-Book Builders the company to depend on for difficult-to-format manuscripts and non-fiction. Even with a multitude of best-selling authors on her client list, she is more than prepared to take a new author and show them the process and answer any questions an aspiring author might have.

 

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#CoverReveal CLAIMING CIARA, by Jacquelyn Rose

CLAIMING CIARA 
(Hollywood Bay Book 1)
by Jacquelyn Rose
 
Synopsis
 
Ciara
I’ve been hurt. I don’t trust easily. I’ve pushed everyone away and I only let in a few people. I’m a loner.
Since the age of fifteen,  I have been making my own money and adding my mark to the world. I’m not a push-over. If I want something, I take it.
And I want him—, Cole Striker. He is cocky, smug, and sexy.
He bull dozed his way into my life. No matter how hard I pushed, he pushed right back.
We both have our own demons to fight, but he understands me better than anyone else.
The only thing is… can I trust him?
Cole
She’s gorgeous, sassy, but sweet. All it took was one look for me to fall head over heels in love with her.
I came into her life.
I wanted Ciara, so I claimed her and made her mine. She tried pushing me away, and .. I held on harder.. I thought it was going to be easy, but I was wrong…
And now,  our pasts has come back to haunt us, but I’m not sure the relationship I fought so hard for can withstand under all of the pressure.
Releasing May 9th, 2017
 
 
About the Author
 
Jacquelyn is a new author, and loves everything book related.
When Jacquelyn is not writing she is either somewhere curled up reading, shopping, or posting on her blog, Fire and Ice Book Reviews.
Jacquelyn has been a bookworm for as long as she can remember.
She has always wanted to be an author, but never had the motivation to until she found and talked to so many great authors from the book community.
You can follow Jacquelyn  on the following sites…
 
 
 
 
 

 

#NewRelease Spotlight: COLORING YOUR CARES AWAY, by Deena Rae Shoenfeldt

Coloring Your Cares Away

2016 is finally over (everyone, do a happy dance in your seat right now), the craziness of the holidays is over (bah-humbug), so now we can get back to real life…or not. Why not pick up a coloring book or 10 and color your cares away.

Filthy F*cking Minds: An Adult Coloring Book from the Badass Book B!tches

List Price: $7.99
8.5″ x 11″ (21.59 x 27.94 cm)
Black & White on White paper
64 pages
ISBN-13: 978-1541179271
ISBN-10: 1541179277
BISAC: Games / General

 

Let’s go back to when naps were mandatory and using curse words got us whipped or our mouths washed out with soap.

Except now we can cuss and drink and get naked with people of our choosing for happy, fun times.

Enjoy this escape into second childhood without whippings and groundings but still all the mindless fun.

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Color Me Corny

List Price: $5.99
8.5″ x 11″ (21.59 x 27.94 cm)
Black & White on White paper
64 pages
ISBN-13: 978-1541331907
ISBN-10: 1541331907
BISAC: Games / General

 

Welcome to the world of corny pickup lines women hear when they are out in public. Bars, honkytonks, malls—no place is safe from the cheese oozing outta the mouths of men. And in some cases, even women. *cough, cough*

Grab a glass of wine and take a step back into your misspent youth of pickup lines in singles bars. Some of these might be sexually suggestive but none of them are explicit.

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Color Me Horny

List Price: $5.99
8.5″ x 11″ (21.59 x 27.94 cm)
Black & White on White paper
64 pages
ISBN-13: 978-1542312271
ISBN-10: 1542312272
BISAC: Games / General

 

Welcome to the world of sexually over-the-top pickup lines men and women hear when they are out in public. Bars, honkytonks, malls—no place is safe from the cheese oozing outta the mouths of horny people.

Grab a glass of wine and take a step back into your misspent youth of pickup lines in singles bars. Most of these are sexually suggestive and explicit.

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#NewRelease Spotlight: THE FOX AND THE HOUND, by Wren Michaels

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Title: THE FOX AND THE HOUND

(A Special Forces: Operation Alpha Kindle World Novella)

Author: Wren Michaels

Release Date: November 22, 2016

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Jayla “Fox” McFadden ‘MacGyvered her way through college and right onto the radar of the CIA. Instead of getting busted, she got offered a job. She’s a chemist by day, but moonlights on special missions utilizing her unique talents when needed, everything from bomb building to booby traps. She’s fought tooth and black-polished nail to make her way in the world and prove she’s more than a set of tits. From her thick, black eyeliner to her Doc Martens with leather mini-skirts, she stands out, and likes it that way.

Noah “Hound” Kendrick is the best tracker on his SEAL team. Haunted by the fact that he got his mother killed, he put his body, mind, and soul into the SEALs in retribution, trying to make the world a better place. They are his duty and family now, nothing gets in the way. Especially love, as he refuses to open up his heart and lose someone at his expense ever again.

Jayla’s latest mission is to retrieve a list of buyers from an arms dealer. She’s teamed with the SEALs who must take out a bunker hidden offshore near the dealer’s private island. But a squall line from an impending hurricane throws off their plans as Jayla and Noah get separated from the team, washing up on a deserted air force base in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. Now the Fox and the Hound must survive the elements and each other, as they ride out the physical and emotional storm heading their way.

 

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Jayla gripped her beer so hard her knuckles turned white. She fully intended on flirting for some fun at the party, but she didn’t expect anything to come of it. While SEALs were pretty to look at, they had a notorious rep for quick romps and even quicker exits. She refused to be a notch on a bedpost.

But her plans nosedived the minute she laid eyes on that Hound guy. Her head screamed at her to run far, far away. Her vadge yelled louder, forcing her to picture him with a lot less clothing involved. Damn his taunting forearm porn. Sinewy muscles flexed every time he took a drink of his beer. She ached to lick the plump lips framed by his stark jawline, with a chin that stuck out just a hair too far, yet it seemed a perfect fit on his asymmetrical face. Add in his big, broody forehead and she was done for.

His deep brown eyes locked onto her own, holding her in a staring match. The intensity in them freaked her out a little. A sure fire sign that when this guy wanted something, he’d let nothing get in his way. She broke their gaze and focused her attention on his short, dark brown hair, finding a pair of fancy-ass sunglasses sitting on top like some hot-shot movie star.

Find something annoying about him, Jayla, it’ll be easier to diffuse the situation and walk away. And make it quick before you do something really stupid, like give him a lap dance on the cooler.

She glanced at some movement behind him only to find another SEAL headed her way, wearing a shit-eating grin with fuck-me eyes. Definite womanizing material. A pretty boy, with the bed count to match probably. Shit.

She focused back on Noah as she summed up her options. Plan A—exit the party early. Or Plan B…which was still a work in progress. Since Melinda drove them both to the party, she was stuck. Plan B it would have to be. Regret already toiled in her gut at the thought.

“Kiss me,” she whispered, not believing the words actually made it out of her head.

Noah blinked. “Say what?”

“Are you sure you’re not deaf?” She sucked in a deep breath and launched herself at his lips.

He stumbled backward before wrapping one arm around her waist, keeping their balance. Jayla dropped her bottle behind him and slid her hands along his neck, taut with muscle and sun-kissed warmth. A twinge of excitement hit her belly as their lips met. For a shocked moment his mouth froze, before his lips slanted and welcomed her.

His cologne hit her nose, sending another frisson of adrenaline through her. He curled his fingers into her back. “What are you doing?” he mouthed against the kiss.

“Just go with it, okay?” she whispered back, still pressed to his mouth.

“Fine.” His lips curled into a smile and his other arm snaked around her, dipping her backwards as he deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue past her lips.

Jayla’s heart plunged to her stomach, an impressive feat considering she now hung upside down in Noah’s arms. His tongue swept away all thoughts as he explored her mouth with the fervor of a hormonal teenager, but far better technique. Her hands that once held the warmth of his neck now clung to his thick biceps for dear life, curling her nails into his skin. That was going to leave a mark.

“What are you doing?” she groaned into the kiss.

His lips vibrated against hers as he chuckled. “Going with it.”

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Wren Michaels hails from the frozen tundra of Wisconsin where beer and cheese are their own food groups. But a cowboy swept her off her feet, and carried her away below the Mason-Dixon line where she promptly lost all tolerance for snow and cold. They decided they’d make beautiful babies together and they got it right on the first try. Now Wren lives happily ever after in the real world and in the worlds of her making, where she creates book boyfriends for the masses to crave.

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