First, Renee with THE ALPHA'S PROMISE
Title: The Alpha’s Promise by Renee Rose (Book 2 in
The Alpha’s Heat Series)
Genre: Erotic Paranormal Romance
Length: 55K
Link: http://books2read.com/alphaspromise
Blurb:
A DOMINANT ALPHA. A TEMPTING HUMAN. AN
IMPOSSIBLE ATTRACTION.
After one
loser boyfriend too many, Melissa Bell swore she was done with bad boys, but
when her ex puts her life in danger it is a buff, tattooed, dirty-talking alpha
shifter who shows up to save her. More disturbing still, her rescuer makes it
clear that he regards Melissa's safety as his personal responsibly, and defying
his instructions soon earns her an embarrassing spanking. Though she should be
furious, her body's reaction to the tough, handsome wolf's stern dominance
demands more.
It doesn't
take long for Cody to wish he'd never made an alpha's promise to protect
Melissa, yet for some reason he can barely control himself around her. His
inner wolf craves the beautiful human in spite of her snobbish attitude and
constant sass, and when she is writhing over his knee, it is all he can do not
to mark her and mate her right then and there.
Each
moment he spends with the alluring, feisty girl only increases his hunger for
her, but Cody promised himself long ago that he would never take a human as his
mate. Will his pride push Melissa away forever, just when he realizes he can't
live without her?
Publisher's
Note: The Alpha's Promise is a stand-alone sequel to The Alpha's Hunger. It
includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don't
buy this book.
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Excerpt
“Hey, wolves establish dominance physically. I don’t know
the shifter you’re with, but try to be respectful and obedient.”
She snorted, looking over at Cody, who had crossed his arms
over his massive chest, watching her with those assessing grey eyes.
Respectful and obedient?
For that ill-mannered asshole? Fat chance.
“I’m serious, Mel. He promised Ben to keep you safe. If you
interfere with his efforts, he’s probably going to punish you. Physically.”
Her pussy clenched again. But that wasn’t right. It was Ashley
who was into the authority figure type, not her. She just did bad boys. Or used
to. Now she was doing suits and ties. Business owners or CPA’s. Or maybe a nice
lawyer. A dentist, even.
Still, curiosity compelled her to ask, “How, exactly?”
Ashley sounded slightly embarrassed. “Like a spanking. Or
whipping. Hopefully nothing worse. But…I’m pretty sure Ben just sanctioned that
in the name of keeping you safe, so just keep your head down and do what he
says until this blows over, okay?”
Like hell she would. And who did Ben think he was sanctioning her corporal punishment? She
couldn’t stop herself from looking over at Cody again. Her pussy felt hot and
wet under her skirt. An image of that scary tattooed man pushing her over the
seat of his motorcycle and spanking her ass cherry red flashed before her mind
and she flushed and turned away.
His nostrils flared and he shot her a surprised look. The
edges of his lips curled.
Holy hell. Did he read minds?
And now Susannah with RARE
Rare
Susannah Shannon
November 21,2016
This year not just the turkey will be roasted.
After six months in
Chicago filming her TV show, Cass is delighted to be returning to Alaska. But the move home raises a number of
questions. How is it possible that she loves Killian more with every passing
day? Why is he so determined to take a wooden spoon on their flight? What do
the people of Slick Trench think about Hazel’s ambition to bring more business
to their small town? Why does Killian seem to be determined to keep the lodge
just the way it has always been? Even if they do go ahead, can they get the
construction project done in time to begin filming at the lodge? What is the
perfect way to roast a turkey? Is ginger good for anything other than the
pumpkin pie?
The true love, small
town characters, laugh out loud humor, steamy sex and Cass’s even more scorched
bottom are what make this book of the Cass Chronicles series so deliciously
Rare.
DISCLAIMER: This book
contains the spanking of adult women and elements of power exchange. If any of
these offend you, please do not purchase this book.
Excerpt:
I’ve gotten a few questions about this so let
me clarify—we do not raise turkeys at the lodge. A smelly loud poultry pen
would not add much to the holiday experience of our guests.
However, we do purchase farm raised turkeys
from our neighbors. Here’s the thing—a turkey not raised in a tiny pen will
have a very different flavor than a battery bird. It will. And there is something
to be said for that rich and wild flavor. BUT—and it's a big one, a wild turkey
will be less predictable in terms of tenderness. AND the flavor we all know and
love in our holiday feast is the mild, white breast of a turkey of Mae West
proportions. In short, I don't think your November feast is the place to try
something new. I am here to assure you, my foodie friends, that a supermarket
turkey is perfectly acceptable. Perfectly. If you want to order a heritage turkey
from your local butcher—do so. You may love it and certainly it gives you
foodie
bragging rights. But you don't need to
mortgage the children to have a notable turkey feast. Let the grousing begin
(see what I did there?)
Much has been written about how to prepare a
turkey and most of it is best ignored. The days of baking a turkey for eight
hours and constantly basting it are over—thank heavens. The
little pop up thermometer that comes in your
supermarket turkey—pull it out. It's near the thigh and the breasts will be sad
echoes of their juicily luscious selves by the time it activates. For
years I brined our turkeys and it works,
although it's a bit onerous—scouring out the cooler, making the brine,
submerging the turkey in water that sort of starts to look like bodily fluids
that
you shouldn't ever come into contact with.
Last year I began dry brining our birds and I am a convert. Total convert—you
might find me in the airport giving away flowers with a tag that says
“dry brining is the way.” It’s not entirely
without effort—you will need to clear a large space in your fridge. The beer
may need to go on the back porch. Sorry, fellas, we all have to make
sacrifices for the holidays.
Susannah Shannon lives in the Midwest
with her family. She is fascinated by the dynamic of a smart, independent woman
who longs to submit to that one special man.
She thinks sexy and spanky can also be funny. She can be found at
please come chat or
the delicious recipes from the “Cass
Chronicles” can be found at
https://casscooks.com
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