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Two brothers...

One woman...

Unforgettable passion.

 

Menage

Voyeurism

Dominance

Discipline

Alpha Heroes

 

Years before, Nikki fell in love with Mitch and Connor, betraying them as only a high school girl could. Now, she’s back and needs their help.

Powerful and commanding, Mitch has never stopped craving Nikki. Connor hungers for her as badly, but isn’t ready to forgive. If she needs some fast cash by working at their gentlemen’s club, she’ll have to audition by stripping for them.

Gladly. Aroused by their shameless scrutiny, Nikki’s willing to do whatever it takes to be near them again…even being punished in the BDSM Room or starring in one of Connor’s erotic films. Mitch won’t have it, unless he and Connor are the ones mounting and enjoying her.

On a sultry weekend in a secluded island mansion, desire reignites on camera and off as Nikki surrenders to their lust, dominance, and exquisite discipline, reawakening their timeless bond and the beginning of forgiveness.

 

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Nikki Blaine smelled of magnolia and musk, the mingling of helpless female and seductive predator. A curious combination, but who said she couldn’t be both?

Hell, she was a freaking mess. Her palms clammy from anxiety, her nipples tight with expectation. The kind a woman experiences when she’s about to be spanked, then hopefully laid…long and hard.

Yeah, right.

She paced the spacious office like a caged animal, her high heels clicking on the shiny hardwood floor, the sounds keeping time with her pounding pulse. No matter how much she needed it—and by God, she did—soul-stirring sex, followed by aching tenderness, wasn’t going to be on the menu this afternoon. Going to the men she’d betrayed years ago, brothers she’d truly loved, didn’t count as the smartest thing to do, but she needed their help.

Stopped at the burgundy leather sofa, she clutched the arm for support. According to the secretary here, Mr. Wade would be with her in a few minutes.

Nikki hadn’t bothered to ask which Mr. Wade the young woman had been talking about. She would have bet this room belonged to Mitch. Scented by leather and something woodsy, it was darkly masculine with rich mahogany walls, copper accent lamps topped by bronze-colored shades, and classic cherry furniture. Solid and imposing.

The desk was nearly as long as a bed and wide enough for two people, maybe three.

Don’t go there. She had no right. It wasn’t as though she could waltz in here after nearly fifteen years and expect Mitch to give her a hug or a welcome home fuck…if he showed up at all.

Where is he? Nearly a half hour had passed since his secretary had led Nikki inside. She hoped after Mitch’s initial shock had worn off about her being here, he hadn’t decided against seeing her. If so, she couldn’t blame him. He probably figured she’d behave as cruelly now as when they’d been in high school.

She circled the sofa and paused at framed news articles of him and Connor published in well-respected business magazines. Those pieces were intimately familiar to her. She’d read them when she lived in New York prior to her ex-husband’s arrest. Through the years, she’d followed Mitch and Connor’s many successes, wanting only the best for them.

Smiling softly, she touched the first photo taken outside Wicked, their wildly popular gentlemen’s club. The reason she was here today.

They had to say yes to her proposal. At the very least, they had to show up. If neither did, Nikki wasn’t certain what she’d do.

The glass recorded Mitch’s reflection behind her.

Her heart stalled.

He stood in the doorway to his office, bathed in gauzy light pouring in from the arched window. Beyond it, Atlanta moved at a far more sluggish pace than Manhattan ever had, today’s oppressive humidity forcing everything to an exaggerated Southern crawl.

In here, everything unfolded in slo-mo, except for her walloping heart.

She faced him for the first time in too long, needing to get her fill.

Oh, Mitch.

At six-three, he made the sprawling room seem small, his build lean yet muscular, no longer the lanky teen. Ruggedly handsome, he wore his thirty years well. Laugh lines graced the corners of his beautiful hazel eyes. They looked golden behind his sooty lashes, complementing his olive complexion. Combed away from his forehead, his chestnut colored hair was longish in the back and on the sides.

Nikki reined in her urge to run her fingers through his thick, wavy locks, to touch and smell him, her face buried in the hollow of his neck, her body pressed close, lost in his heat and strength. Protected at last. Home.

A preposterous notion that made it difficult for her to join him, impossible for her to speak, but still she hoped.

His gaze wasn’t guarded or indifferent as she’d feared. Wonder flooded his features, no different from when they’d been in her parents’ garage after their first kiss. She was fifteen then. He’d been a year older and seemed so worldly. Life hadn’t been easy for him or Connor. She’d fallen in love with both brothers, but Mitch had made the initial move.

They’d been horsing around that afternoon, mercilessly teasing each other. Mitch finally settled the score by tickling her into submission. Before Nikki could catch her breath or slug him, he brushed his lips against hers. Their velvety warmth surprised. His bristly cheeks thrilled. She’d wanted him to hold her in his arms forever. Later the same week, Connor kissed her. Nikki never wanted to leave his side.

There was no guilt for what they’d done. Both brothers accepted the other’s claim on her just as she had, treating it as needed and natural. For the most part, their relationship remained innocent. They were her dearest friends, like none she’d ever known.

Their bliss lasted three months, ending when school started in the fall.

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Can two imperfect people finally decide that they're perfect for each other?

Picture Imperfect

Destination Romance Book 1

by Kate Berberich

Genre: Contemporary Travel Romance

Bad girl turned heiress, Lacey Devere has a penchant for falling for precisely the wrong person. Her dad is determined to give her a fresh start, beginning with a luxurious European tour and a new camera to capture each perfect moment.

Dan Lewis is a modern-day highwayman traveling the world, relieving wealthy tourists of their excess cash and jewelry. He learned the hard way not to let anyone get too close.

Their heads are urging caution, but their hearts are being swept away by the glamour and romance of the dazzling cities they’re visiting.

 

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Dan checked his watch. Again. He ran a finger inside his shirt collar. The damn thing was custom-made. For what he paid for it, he should bloody well be able to breathe.

Stop fidgeting. Anyone would think you’d never worn a tux before.

Any number of appreciative glances assured him it looked outstanding—if he’d been in any state to notice.

“Relax,” Mr. Wilson advised from behind his ever-present newspaper. “My wife is well aware of the curtain time, and she won’t miss it for anything.”

“I feel like I ought to apologize for this,” Dan offered.

“Eh…Martha would have found an excuse to stuff me into this thing sooner or later.” Mr. Wilson—or at least his newspaper—shrugged. “It’s fine. Anyway, it’s good for her to have a pretty girl to fuss over. It takes her mind off…well…it’s good for her. This is better than one of those charity events. People expect me to talk at those things. And write checks. The seats at the opera house are extremely comfortable and if I get bored, I can take a nap.”

Dan let the subject slide. He’d done more in-depth digging online since they’d be spending the entire evening with the Wilsons. He knew what a day spent dress shopping and primping with a young woman would mean to Mrs. Wilson.

A flash of icy silver-blue caught his eye. Just like in Madrid, his mouth went dry, and he forgot to breathe for a moment. Also, just like in Madrid, he vowed to never again criticize his sister’s taste in movies. All that romantic hokum must have some basis in fact.

Lacey and Mrs. Wilson stepped off the elevator. The older lady wore a softly draped navy-blue gown with a glittering broach on one shoulder—a high-end fake, he guessed, since no one in their right mind would travel with a genuine piece of that scale.

But Lacey…unlike her usual bright-colored outfits, tonight she wore a frosty blue gown that shimmered when she moved. Her hair was swept up in an elegant knot, with a few loose curls framing her face. The entire ensemble somehow managed to be both demure and sexy at the same time.

Well, it was Lacey. Dan considered her sexy in sweaty workout clothes. He questioned the eyesight of anyone who did not.

Mr. Wilson folded his ever-present newspaper and swatted him with it. “Breathe, young man.” 

A Perfect Brew

Destination Romance Book 1.5

Dan Lewis is a man on a journey—and not just the summer tour of Prague. He’s escaping his past and embracing the sweetness of his new love and new career with equal fervor. But old instincts are strong. When his younger sister, who he’s taken care of all his life, joins them for her graduation trip, it stirs bitter memories of their history and all the things he did to keep them safe.

Lacey Devere is savoring every drop of summer, visiting romantic locales and reveling in long, steamy nights with Dan. She dumped her past mistakes down the drain and embarked on their bold new future together. However, she’s learning love is more than just sugar and cream.

Together Dan and Lacey learn true love means accepting your partner’s imperfections and blending the bitter with the sweet. And sometimes, the best family is the one you find for yourself.

 

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Dan sauntered into the hotel lobby, hand in hand with Lacey. A few paces in, she wrapped her free hand around his arm, slowing them enough for Dylan to get a few steps ahead. She rested her head against his shoulder and smiled at him. He grinned, watching his sister, frozen on the green and blue mosaic tile floor, staring around in open-mouthed wonder.

Honestly, he’d had the exact same reaction the first time he walked into this hotel. Almost forgot to look for security cameras. He found them easily now: main entrance, front desk, concierge desk, and elevator bank. A tinkling fountain marked the center of the two-story lobby. Potted palm trees created intimate corners, and armchairs and settees upholstered in soft blue velvet nestled among the greenery.

Dylan wandered over to the gleaming glass enclosure, stretching to the skylights. She touched her fingertips to the window and a peacock stirred and blinked its beady eyes at her. A moment later, it unfurled its glorious tail feathers and took a few mincing steps closer to the glass. She glanced over her shoulder at them. “Okay, now I understand why you do this. Wow. Just…”

“Wow?” Lacey asked, tugging Dan by the hand.

A uniformed bruiser Dan pegged as security frowned at Dylan’s attire, but then noticed her teal Dolce Vita wristband and subsided with a gracious smile and nod.

“Very wow.” Dylan flung her arms around Dan. “You’re the best big brother ever. Thank you.”

He kissed her temple. “You’re welcome.”

“Are they all like this? All the hotels you stay in?”

“Well, all the hotels the company uses are five or six stars, but this one’s pretty spectacular, even by their standards. Why don’t we get you settled, then we can walk around and explore the neighborhood a bit?”

“And find the nearest source of non-snack bar coffee?”

He rolled his eyes affectionately and steered her toward the shining brass elevators with filigree peacocks rendered on their doors.

A Perfectly Imperfect Holiday

Destination Romance Book 2

Lacey Devere is looking forward to her first holiday season with the love of her life. Unfortunately, her sister’s wedding wiped her out. But is it just stress? Or are she and Dan facing the prospect of another passenger on their new journey together?

Dan Lewis thought he had it all—a new legitimate career and an amazing woman he loves. But his beginning is off to a rocky start. A robbery took place on the last tour, and he has no alibi. Can he live down his past, or will his and Lacey’s first holiday season together be their last?

As the Christmas tour progresses through London, Amsterdam, Nuremberg, and Vienna, they’ll deal with everything from bungled reservations to lost luggage—as well as a couple of life’s biggest questions—with their trademark blend of humor and love. Most of all, they’ll figure out how to build a life together.

 

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They were staying at the “fairy castle” hotel again. The doorman bowed and a waft of spicey pine scent from the fresh greenery tickled Dan’s nose as they entered.

Christmas trees of various sizes adorned in shades of blue, white, and silver replaced the cream and pink floral displays from their previous stay. A majestic gingerbread castle held pride of place on a satin-draped display table in the center of the lobby—thankfully with no rampaging soccer fans to destroy it.

Tasteful instrumental holiday music played quietly over the sound system. Everything was neat and polished and in its place. An aura of peaceful late-night quiet prevailed.

The desk clerk smiled broadly and gestured to an enticing tower of pale blue and white macarons which stood on the front desk. “Gruss Gott.”

“Gruss Gott,” Lacey replied, reaching for a cookie.

Dan adjusted his sling irritably. “Dan Lewis and Lacey Devere, with the Dolce Vita holiday tour.”

“Of course, sir. We understand from your hostess that one of your bags has yet to arrive. We took the liberty of prechecking you into your suite and having the remainder of your luggage delivered. Your bathroom is fully stocked with complimentary toiletries, but if there is anything else we can supply, please call and we will be more than happy to assist you.” He tapped a few keys on his computer, then slid a key pack across the counter.

Dan eyed it suspiciously. “You have our reservation?”

“Certainly, Herr Lewis. Dolce Vita travelers are among our most elite guests. We are delighted to welcome you and will of course do whatever we can to assist you with your stay.”

Dan still didn’t take the key pack. “And this is for a clean room?”

The bewildered clerk nodded.

“With no one else in it?”

Another nod.

“The door locks? And the world champion sports ball fans aren’t having a wild party on our floor?”

The clerk edged subtly away from the desk.

“The building’s not on fire?”

“Perhaps Herr Lewis would care to speak to the manager on duty?”

A security guard dressed in a dark blue blazer emerged from the back office. He nodded pleasantly while exuding a distinct aura of “don’t mess with me.”

Lacey laid her warm hand on Dan’s good arm and squeezed gently while offering a bright smile to the desk clerk. “I’m sure it’s fine. We’ve had…issues…with our accommodations this trip.”

The clerk stared at her wide-eyed. “Apparently so.”

“And on that note, the missing piece of luggage is my garment bag. It’s got my gown for the New Year’s Eve ball, so I’d appreciate a call whenever it’s delivered. The night manager can wake me up—I don’t care. I just want to know it’s safe.”

“Of course, Fräulein. Should you wish, our concierge would be happy to provide a list of fine clothing establishments in the area.”

“I hope that won’t be necessary but thank you. Are there any parcels for us?”

The clerk checked his computer. “Not at this time. Should any arrive, they will be delivered to your suite.”

“Thank you. You’ve been very helpful.” She elbowed Dan.

“Yeah…thanks.”

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Dan slumped onto a couch covered in elaborate ice blue brocade. His movements dislodged several slippery satin cushions, which tumbled to the floor. A Christmas tree decorated with shimmering blue glass baubles and white velvet ribbon swags stood in the corner. Glittering silver icicles tipped the branches. Fairy lights draping the tree and mantel cast a soft glow over the space.

Lacey returned from a walk-through of their suite and sat next to him, sending even more cushions cascading to the carpet. “Hey, guess what? It’s a nice clean room, with no one else in it, it’s a reasonable temperature, the doors lock, and there’s hot water. How’s that for a Christmas miracle?”

“It looks like a blue satin cushion factory exploded in here,” he grumbled.

“If they’d exploded, the room would be full of feathers, which it isn’t and please don’t give the universe any ideas. It has enough of its own.” She nestled into his side, filling his senses with hints of lavender and warmth. “It’s a beautiful room, we can sit on the furniture, and the tub is big enough for both of us.”

“And I can’t soak in it.”

You’re being a jerk. You realize that, right?

She rolled her eyes. “You can rest your arm on a towel on the edge. There’s lots of plush blue and white towels. The velvety kind.”

He snorted. “I’m still waiting for the other shoe to drop.”

She toyed with the buttons on his shirt. “You know, right this second, you’re reminding me of a very particular holiday character, and it’s not a flattering one.”

He exhaled explosively and sagged against the back of the sofa. “I’m sorry. It’s just…this whole trip, everything’s gone sideways.”

“And now we’re here in a lovely room and it’s almost Christmas and can we please just try to enjoy ourselves? Please?”

Perfect By Design

Destination Romance Book 2.5

Set amidst the magnificent architecture and Mediterranean sunshine of Barcelona, Dan and Lacey design their perfect future. No matter where in the world they travel, they know home is in each other’s arms. Together their love is as strong as a Gothic cathedral’s granite foundation, as whimsical as Gaudi’s bright-tiled dragon house, and as passionate as the Sant Jordi festival’s red roses. Now all they need is to escape a lonely nanny and her charge, and a womanizing architect long enough to settle a very important question.

 

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Dan lolled against the doorframe, watching Lacey. He never needed an excuse, but stretching up on her toes, running her fingertips along the top of a picture frame did very interesting things to the hemline of her little flowered sundress. Do I really get to have it all? The whole world, and her, too?

She’d scrunched up her face adorably, concentrating on the project at hand, and he had no willpower where she was concerned, so he strolled over and wrapped his arms around her tiny waist. He buried his face in the crook of her neck and pressed his lips to her pulse point.

“Babe? Whatcha up to?” he mumbled against her skin.

She relaxed into his arms and huffed a stray lock of hair out of her face. “The wallpaper design was giving me a headache, so I thought it would be easier to close my eyes and go by touch.”

He dropped a kiss onto the top of her blonde head. “Clever.” Her familiar scent of lavender and citrus, and something uniquely Lacey, enveloped him, heightening his senses. Have we got time to check out that bed? There’s gotta be a mattress somewhere under all those red brocade battering rams. Seriously, who thinks a stiff cylinder covered in scratchy material is a good idea for a pillow?

She wriggled around in his embrace and slid her arms around his neck. “This would be a really easy room to hide a mic or camera in. No one would look closely enough to try and find it.”

He kissed her forehead. “Except us.”

She grinned, then pressed up on her toes and kissed his chin. “Except us.”

He rubbed his thumbs over the thin material of her sundress. “And did you? Find anything, I mean?” He hadn’t, but one never knew. Hence the standard security check at every new destination.

“Not even a bit of dust. You?”

“Not a thing. Whatever we might think of the décor, the staff certainly takes good care of the place.” He tugged her a little closer. “And what else did you notice?”

“There’s a camera focused on the elevator bank, and the fire stairs are at the left end of the corridor.”

“Eight doors down.”

“Picky.”

“Hey, there was a night in Amsterdam—”

Lacey shuddered and burrowed against him. “Please don’t remind me.”

Okay…enough teasing. “How about some dinner? Barcelona has amazing cuisine.”

She narrowed her eyes. “Like what?”

He kept his tone carefully nonchalant. “Oh, all sorts of things—local seafood and game-”

“That’s code for things I won’t touch with a ten-foot fork.”

“What have you got against rabbit—”

“Eww! Rabbits are for cuddling, not eating!”

“They are here.” She cringed and made a gagging noise.

“Or squid?”

“Gross. Just gross.”

“So, we’re in one of the culinary wonderlands of the world and you’re gonna go look for a burger joint?”

“If I have to.”

“What could entice you to try a regional delicacy?”

“No bunny rabbits and no squid. I mean it!”

“How do you feel about snails?”

“How do you feel about sleeping on the couch?”

He eyed the stiff brocade monstrosity. “That couch?” The Chesterfield in question was upholstered in red, with a pattern worked in shiny gold thread. It made him itchy just looking at it from across the room. It looked as though a quarter would bounce right off. A good sofa invited you to sink into its cushioned embrace. That thing looked like it would snigger haughtily while he slid to the floor.

She smirked. “That couch.”

He shook his head in defeat and amusement. “Fine. You win…this time.”

She smirked up at him, her eyes sparkling. “I usually do.”

Oh, is that how it’s gonna be? Game on. “Let’s go find you a burger. But I will find something local you’ll like.”

“You can try.

I am an author with a penchant for writing about strong, sassy ladies and the men they love (and cats!). I have a background in historic and theatrical costuming. I live in New York with my cat, Miss Toby Toebeanz, and lots and lots of books.

Destination Romance is a modern day “lady and the highwayman” that follows the adventures of Lacey Devere and Dan Lewis as they travel the most glamorous locations in Europe. Picture Imperfect, A Perfect Brew, A Perfectly Imperfect Holiday, and Perfect by Design are currently available from your favorite retailer.

Falling for the Cat Guy is a sweet, small-town Halloween romance (with cats!) currently available in paperback and digital formats. The series is heavily influenced by real life cat rescuers. Mistletoe Kisses for Two, Ted and Hollyn’s Christmas romance, will be on sale November 2^nd in paperback and digital formats.

You Otter be in Pictures is a small-town summer romance with a hint of spice, on sale now, in paperback and digital formats from your favorite retailer.

 

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Battle Beyond the Veil - Urban Fantasy - and a Giveaway #UrbanFantasy #Giveaway

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Two worlds.

One forbidden relic.

A battle for survival or ruin.

Battle Beyond the Veil

by Cassie Sanchez

Genre: Urban Fantasy

The Celestial War shattered the Heavens; after millennia, the battle still rages.

On the most important day of Zahra’s career at the Gallery of Time Museum, everything unravels. A mysterious package arrives from her estranged father, and the Atar’zul, a relic that could secure her promotion goes missing. While betrayal festers within the museum, a long lost love returns, throwing Zahra’s world into chaos.

Kyden, a warrior angel and demon slayer, has guarded the spiritual realm for centuries. When a famous archaeologist and forbidden artifact vanish, Kyden is forced to protect a human, a job he vowed long ago to never do again.

Together, Zahra and Kyden must face rising demon threats and the cursed magic of the Atar’zul. As darkness closes in, they join forces to defend both realms and find that ending the battle beans trusting each other. Sacrifices must be made—the cost of which might be their very souls.

Welcome to the battle for humanity's future—a story of loyalty, temptation, and the fragile line between light and shadow.

 

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Cassie Sanchez is the award-winning author behind the Darkness trilogy—a whirlwind of fast-paced fantasy romance where danger dances with desire and magic always has a price. Based in the enchanting Southwest, she lives with her husband and two crazy labs named Bullet and Scout. When she’s not writing happily-ever-afters, she can be found wielding a Pickleball paddle or cuddling with her nogs for an afternoon nap.

 At the heart of Cassie’s stories are characters who stumble, fall, and rise again—wrestling with forgiveness and searching for redemption. Step into her world, where every story casts a spell and love conquers all, even the shadows.

 

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