But her name's not Karen, it's Bristol.
And her bossy streak makes me want to risk it all.
During my teammate Cole's wild bachelor party, a sassy blonde puts an unwelcome damper on our raunchy fun.
After just one look... I don't even know what hit me.
She storms into my reckless playboy world with her platinum blonde hair, pouty lips and curves for days.
For the first time since I was drafted, I tee it up, take a swing, and -
Big. Fat. Miss.
** cue screeching tires here **
Bristol McKay delights in heating my heart to smoldering and then leaving it in pieces.
Or does she?
Maybe she has a darn good reason underneath all that bristling beauty and bluster.
The reason why she's spent her whole life honing her hatred of hockey players.
But I'm going to melt the frost from her wicked tongue and love every single second of it.
Even though every time I taste her, touch her, want her the Universe gives me a thousand reasons why I shouldn't.
THE ZONE is a full-length emotional ice hockey romance novel from USA Today Bestselling Author, Colleen Charles, about two enemies coming together to heal each other. It's the fourth book in the sizzling Rochester Riot series but can be read as a standalone. You don't have to love or even understand sports to enjoy this series!
You will bow.
You will break.
You will obey.
Follow them, and you'll survive.
And if you don't?
He'll break you in ways that'll make you wish you were dead.
Do you think you can follow the rules and survive the devil known as Bennett Moreno?
The Rules of Bennett collection features books You Will Bow, You Will Break, and You Will Obey. It also includes Moreno Forever, an exclusive, full novel that leads into the World of Bennett spin off series that will only be available in this collection.
Are you ready to play?
Devil's Playground by @maddietaylorauthor!
SNEAK PEEK ALERT!
It releases June 29th!
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Pampered mafia princess Carina Denali is running from two men: one wants her heart, the other wants her dead…
In the wake of her father’s murder, Carina fled her life of luxury. She manages to stay one step ahead of her deranged, duplicitous uncle and Nick Devlin, the gorgeous FBI agent who stole her heart then crushed it. As she struggles to survive and stay out of sight, she soon realizes Nick is her only hope of coming out of her predicament alive.
Nick has been searching for the right woman for a very long time. When Carina turns to him for protection, she succumbs to his devilish charm once again. As his dark side unleashes her wicked desires, he knows deep down that his search is over. All that remains is keeping her safe from the Mob and winning back her trust for good.
Just as Carina starts to believe a new life with Nick is possible, her deadly past and vengeful godfather resurface with a chilling demand. There can be no peace, and he won’t rest until more of the family’s blood is spilled.
She had the sense of being carried through rooms, down hallways, and around corners. Engaged in a duel with his lips and tongue, she was too busy trying to breathe to notice where he was taking her.
By this point, she really didn’t care.
This was where they were going, that wasn’t in doubt, but to have him practically rip her clothes off without asking… She couldn’t decide what she felt more, offended or turned the heck on. Did she smack him or beg for more of his mouth on her aching nipples?
The decision was made for her when he traced the pale flesh he exposed then circled the hard peaks, avidly watching every move his fingertips made. More so when he murmured, “My god, you’re beautiful,” and bent to drag the flat of his tongue slowly across one tip before sucking it into his mouth.
The guys she’d been with numbered less than the fingers on one hand. None had given her the heart-stopping cataclysmic experience written about in books and splashed across a movie screen. She’d yet to see the fireworks she’d read about. Only one got anywhere close to making her come. He’d been a sparkler, at most, and wasn’t half as good as her solo activities.
That’s why whenever the heroine in a novel climaxed by kisses alone she rolled her eyes. If on Netflix, she almost always reached for the clicker. Bottom line, without proof of its existence, she thought it a bunch of romantic drivel—until now.
No... Until Nick.
With his mouth doing the most incredible things to one nipple while rolling and pinching the other with his fingers, she got pretty darn close. Her legs shook, her knees turned to rubber, and she had to hang on to his broad shoulders to keep from falling flat on the ass he was currently squeezing. Her panties were utterly drenched. Best of all, he was on the verge of disproving her drivel theory altogether.
If he switched sides and gave her other nipple the same hot, wet, glorious attention, it would be enough to send her over the edge.
When he released the hard tip with a little pop and a growling hum of appreciation, she trembled, anticipating that’s what he planned next. Instead, he tugged up her dress and turned her so her back was to him.
Dazed at the hard-right turn things had taken, she blinked, trying to process it all while she wavered on her feet.
Was it over?
Cari wasn’t sure of her next move.
Did she plead with him not to stop or cry bitter tears of disappointment?
“Where is the zipper on this thing?”
Oh thank god!
In her effort to move things along, she answered, “It’s here on the side,” as she dug through the wadded-up fabric and the ridiculous flounce.
She had it down halfway when Nick took over. When she stood before him dressed in only her bikini panties and heels, he scooped her up and laid her in the center of his wide bed. Her shoes went next, tossed aside like her hair clip and quickly forgotten.
There were rustling noises as he stripped, too, but he was fast, and the lighting wasn’t good. She didn’t get to see all she wanted to. As he joined her on the bed, and rolled toward her, his shoulders and chest came into better focus, both more impressive without his clothes. The shadow of dark hair fanned out above his pecs came as a pleasant surprise.
She wanted to run her hands over his chest, testing the texture of the smattering of dark curls and the firmness of the muscles underneath, but she held back, uncertain, this their first time.
“Hm?” With her mouth gone dry, the half grunted, half squeaked reply was all she could manage.
A USA Today and #1 international bestselling author, Maddie is a lifelong reader who became a romance junkie as a teen with her first romance novel, The Wolf and the Dove by Kathleen Woodiwiss. From then on, she was hooked, and gobbled up everything she could get her hands on, whether contemporary, historical, paranormal or sci-fi. If there was romance to be found between a strong alpha male, and a sassy, adventurous and ofttimes defiant yet loving woman, Maddie was all over it. As an author, she stays true to those themes writing steamy erotic romance, with a side of kink, and adding elements of intrigue, danger and suspense to her plots.
Maddie started writing as a hobby. Her stories stayed private while she raised a family and worked full time as a registered nurse. It wasn't until 2012 that she decided to take the plunge and submit her first book for publication: Captain My Captain. She went on to publish eleven novels the first year.
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