Hell Ryders MC #2
by J.L. Sheppard
Hell Ryders MC #2
by J.L. Sheppard
IT HAPPENED AT THE PARK
by Ryan Jo Summers
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Krystal Shannan, also known as Emma Roman, lives in a sprawling ranch style home with her husband, daughter, and a pack of rescue Basset Hounds. She is an advocate for Autism Awareness and shares the experiences and adventures she’s been through with her daughter whenever she can.
Needless to say, life is never boring when you have an elementary-aged special needs child you are homeschooling and half a dozen 4-legged friends roaming the house. They keep her and her husband busy, smiling, and laughing.
Krystal writes magick and Emma doesn’t. If you are looking for leisurely-paced sweet romance, her books are probably not for you. However, for those looking for a story filled with adventure, passion, and just enough humor to make you laugh out loud. Welcome home!
Wife of an
IT geek—his words, not mine! Mother of two kids, two cats, and two dogs.
What do I
want in my romance stories? Men who aren’t total asses. Women who avoid total
asses—either from experience, or by being smart enough to avoid them in the
first place! Men who survive just fine without a woman. Women who survive just
fine without a man. Men and women smart enough to know the perils of jumping
into love, and brave enough to do it anyway. And of course, a
Can a guy who lives on the edge convince a woman who loves
to play it safe to risk her heart with him?
It’s just a simple physical reaction to a gorgeous man. I haven’t had sex in a long, long time and there’s no question that he’s hot.
“Hey, I have those. They’re great.”
He’s referring to the travel cubes that hold all my clothes. Made of nylon and mesh, they come in various sizes and enable me to keep everything organized and wrinkle free.
“You mean you don’t stuff everything into a duffel and head out?”
“With all the traveling I do, I needed a better system than that.” He gives me a long, lazy look. “Hey, there’s something else we have in common. I bet we spend the weekend finding out that we’re two peas in a pod.”
I don’t like the way he’s looking at me. Heat begins to build beneath my skin and suddenly I’m imagining the two of us in that huge shower I can see in the bathroom beyond him, naked and going at each other. I’m almost overcome by the urge to moan.
I. Am. Not. Attracted. To. Paxton.
I can’t be. His actions resulted in my broken heart. How many times do I have to remind myself of that?
“Look,” Paxton says, “I want to be cool with you this weekend.”
Cool? I’m feeling anything but that. I grab my make-up bag and head toward the bathroom. He backs up just enough to let me by. Again I’m assaulted by the scent of him. Bittersweet citrus, mint, and something peppery for heat. Clean and manly. Faint enough to make it necessary to lean close. Almost before I realize what I’ve done, I suck in a deep breath. Sharp desire spears straight to my core, awakening a keen ache.
And suddenly I want something besides my lungs filled with him. My stomach drops as I imagine wrapping my legs around his waist as he enters me. Damn it. I hate carnival rides and that’s what being around Paxton is like. Pulse stopping dips and exhilarating twists.
As I scowl at his reflection in the mirror, it’s no challenge to pitch my voice into frustrated tones. “But that’s going to be really hard if you talk to me. At all. Why don’t we keep the distance of the house between us at all times and everything will be great.”
“So you need me to stay away from you to remain cool? What happens if I get close?” His voice is a self-satisfied purr. “Are you going to heat up?”
He demonstrates by setting his hand on the countertop and shifting in my direction. My heart hammers so hard, I’m sure he can hear it. There’s no missing the bright color that pops into my cheeks or the sudden glazing of my eyes. Despite the warmth of the room, goose bumps appear on my arms.
“Please.” My voice breaks on the word. “Don’t play with me. It’s not fair.”
“I’m not playing.” And he’s not smiling. His gaze is keen and probing as it meets mine in the mirror. “I’m deadly serious about you.”
My mouth opens to ask a question but nothing comes out. I don’t want to know what he has in mind or why. “We’re not a good fit, you and me.”
“Are you so sure?” The light kiss he drops on my shoulder make my toes curl. “You’ve never given me a chance.”
I gape at him. “Why should I after what you did?”
“I mean before. Back in high school.”
“High school?” We’d barely known each other. We hadn’t had any classes together and I’d hung with my own friends. I didn’t know who he was before Julie started dating Zach. And I don’t think I said two words to him after that. “We ran in completely different circles.”
“You with the future leaders of America,” he says with the lightest touch of sarcasm. “Me with the future losers?”
“I’d hardly call you, Paul, or Zach losers.” In fact, they all owned their own businesses and had done exceptionally well. “And I’m no leader.”
In fact, when I allow myself to think about it, I’m disappointed in both my career and personal life.
“Besides,” I continue, “From what I remember of you then, I wasn’t the sort of girl you were interested in. You liked to party and that wasn’t me.”
“That doesn’t mean I wasn’t interested.”
“We would have been a terrible fit.” I don’t know why I’m so insistent that he agrees with me. “It’s no better now.”
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Goddess, I love the Stone’s, such a close loving family. As they prepare to go to war against his uncle Allistair after Rafael has been given the sad news that his mother Athena has willed herself to pass, Julian is fighting his own battle with his beast to rescue their mate.
Julian Stone, genius computer geek learns of the whereabouts and torment his soul mate Katherine is undergoing and puts her rescue into motion. It will not be easy, but nothing ever is for the mates of these honorable males. He is very aware that she may not accept his claim, but this will not change his plans of rescuing her and protecting her. His beast would have it no other way, neither would the man.
Katherine Fox reporter extraordinaire is wrongly accused and thrown into a situation she sees no escape from. She is living torments she never imagined and the only thing keeping her sane is that voice in her head that promises her escape from this torture. But it must be just her imagination playing tricks on her, dreams that she would like to see come true. Katherine learns that her life has been one big lie and only the love and devotion she receives from the sexy and very hot Julian helps her accept this truth. She finds her birth mother and the man who has been watching over her since birth and discovers from him the reason she was targeted and tortured.
In the meantime, Landon discovers the truth behind who has caused Katherine so much grief and feels like maybe he has somehow redeemed himself somewhat for all the bad things he caused the The Stone Society as his real self Achilles, while working for the evil Allistair.
Everytime I read one of these stories, I can’t wait for the next.