The reason? While I love books, they aren't my only interest. And as far as my passions, I obviously have more than one - I'm a reformed foodie (have you seen my Evolution posts yet?), a trained chef/baker, a writer, and a musician. There are so many things that I'd love to share with you, and books are only the tip of the iceberg. So I hope you enjoy the revamp! And on that note, I start anew with a book (smile) - Goddess of the Hunt by my good bud and colleague, Becky Flade.
Released by Decadent Publishing on February 14th of this year, it's been on my TBR list for a while. I'm glad I finally picked it up! It's a quick read, but so much fun. And frankly, any book that begins int he middle of a hump session has already won my mark. Well written and full of attitude, I wanted to share this with you because it's a scorching morsel of erotica and worth the download!
I don't usually do short stories if they aren't in a collection, but I couldn't help myself. At the risk of sounding like I was judging a book by it's cover, I'll admit that the cover was the first thing that drew me to the book. And when Becky clued me in to her inspiration for the book's hero, Eoin (um, that would be a young Michael Fassbender - though who wouldn't take him at any age? Dear gahd, young Magneto, I love you...), I was hooked! Without delay, let me just give you the details on this fiery page turner:
CIA field agent Paige Aster hides a cunning intelligence and lethal skill behind a mask of golden beauty. It serves her well as she moves from one undercover assignment to the next.
Retrieve a stolen United States military defense program from a terrorist cell in Dublin, Ireland, before they trade it to Islamic extremists in exchange for munitions. Her only back up on this time-sensitive mission is a deeply embedded MI-6 operative.
Eoin Fitzpatrick has sacrificed everyone he holds dear to bring these terrorists to justice. He’ll sacrifice Diana, too, if she threatens to compromise his mission or his cover. He has orders to do just that – his agency is only doing hers a favor.
Paige expects danger, but welcomes passion—taking her pleasure where and when it’s offered. She’s not prepared for the effect Eoin has on her. Or what happens when she surrenders to him—Paige burns for Eoin but will he leave her burned?
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About the Author:
A city girl, born and bred, I place my stories in and around southeast Pennsylvania, or at least have a character or two from the area. Home is where the heart is and I make mine with my very own knight in slightly tarnished armor. When I’m not busy living my own happily ever after, I’m writing about someone else’s.
Now for the good stuff - enjoy this brief excerpt!
“Is it done? Do you and the others in the house bring in sex partners from time to time?” She straightened and stared at him.
“Yes.” He hissed the answer.
“I’m travelling; you and I meet at a pub and go to your place to hook up. It’s simple and happens all the time. Believable, even.” She thought of Michel and her lips tilted at the corners. Then, casting her eyes over Eoin, she deliberately arched a brow and tucked her tongue in her cheek. “Well, for most people, anyway.”
His lips thinned and the muscles in his cheek ticked as he worked to control the flare of temper. It delighted her. “Fine, we’ll do it your way.” Eoin pushed himself from the chair he’d been perched on and nearly charged for the door. “I’ll be here at seven-thirty tomorrow morning, be ready.”
Paige grabbed his arm as he passed her. “What are you so worked up about? If it goes wrong, you can just leave me hanging and you know it. This costs you nothing, Paddy-boy; it’s my ass on the line.”
He grabbed her shirt and pushed her against the closet door. She didn’t fight it and he had his mouth on her in seconds. His tongue delved and demanded she respond; she arched up into the kiss. Delight, desire, and anger thrummed through her as she both succumbed and made demands of her own. His hands molded to her hips and pinned her between the hard planes of his body and the wall behind her. Then he abruptly pulled away. They stood inches apart; the air crackled around them. Their gazes locked. He opened his mouth, then shook his head and left without a word.
Leave all comments below; let me know if you picked up a copy of the book and what you thought of it! And, while I'm here, I might as well take the time to remind you all - the best way to support a writer is to buy their stuff and leave a review! I will be singing my praises for Goddess of the Hunt on the usual places - Amazon, B&N, and Goodreads! Enjoy your week!