Small-business owner and financial advisor Samiyah Manhattan is mourning the death of her six-year marriage when she vows never to trust men again. Alone at a local bar, Samiyah attempts to put her situation in perspective when she is drawn inexorably to the presence of a nearby patron.
Celebrity ex-boxer and heavyweight champion turned business mogul Jonas Alexander Rose never takes women too seriously. They only attach themselves to him because of his star-studded status. However, when he meets the beautiful Samiyah Manhattan mulling over a mimosa at his favorite bar and grill, Jonas is overwhelmed by the heart-throbbing, heated attraction, and now he is on a mission to explore this thing called love. But can Jonas break the barrier that Samiyah’s put up, and is he even ready?
Find out if Jonas and Samiyah are a match made in heaven or if they will miss out on their happily ever after in Safe with Me.
Contains mature themes.
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Hey reading family! I hope you’re having a great March so far. It’s time for a sneak peek into what I’ve been working on.
With the exception of a few short stories, the project that I’m focused on features Kyle Valentine & London Jones. Kyle is the last bachelor in the Valentine septuplets series. Yes, there are three Valentine brothers on the Uncle’s side but as for the family we’ve grown to love, their love stories will end with Kyle.
Right now, I have no dates, plans, or thoughts on when those cousins will get a story.
I’m always up for writing holiday novellas so I have no doubt the readers will see the septuplets again, just to catch up on what they’ve been up to.
Also on my desk is Jacob Alexander Rose and Carla Jones. Jacob is the last bachelor in my Falling for a Rose series to find love. They, too, have Rose cousins by way of uncles and aunts but as with the Valentine series, I don’t have any preset dates or thoughts as to when those stories will happen if I decide to pursue them.
A look into the latter part of the year will bring my Royals of Kéra Asnela and The Clarks of Northshire Bend series.
Good morning reading family. Can I jump-start your week with a little treat?
But wait! Before I do that, did you hear? I won two amazing literary awards. One for the Beverly Jenkins Author of The Year and the other the Rochelle Alers Best Series for the Falling for a Rose series!
I AM STILL totally stoked. I just can’t believe it but I am so thankful to BRAB bookclub and it’s members for the recognition. It is amazing. *dreamy sigh* Lol.
Okay, now that I’ve gotten that out of the way, let’s talk about that treat.
I’m on the road to publish 40 books by the end of this year. If you’re following me on social media, then you know I’m currently at 37.
See slideshow below.
Towards the end of the summer I made a personal vow.
1 – Short story
1 – Novella
1 – Novel
And I will reach my goal! So we have arrived to today. I’ve added a short story to my Lunch Break Series.
The Lunch Break Series is not a continuation of the same story in parts. It is a series of standalone short stories that you can enjoy on your lunch break hour. These stories are written purely for your quick gratification.
He was the only man she’d ever loved…
When CEO Monica Stratton needs to make an appearance that could catapult her career to new heights, she sends her assistant to pick out a chaperone from the agency—a discreet escort service with the finest gentlemen money can buy.
But when the man on her doorstep turns out to be the only one to make her pulse thump recklessly, the evening will take her on a passionate ride to surrender, one she may wish will never end.
One of your favorite family’s is now available on audio!
Hunter, Xavier, Lance, Raphael, and you even get a taste of the Rose men from my Falling for a Rose series in the novella, A Game-Changing Christmas.
I know I might be a bit bias but baby, these men are yummy! Jakobi Diem is giving us dominant alpha male vibes as he narrates some of our favorite men.
Wesleigh Siobhan has had me laughing, crying, and in all kinds of heartfelt moods with her narration as our favorite women, best friends, moms, and aunts!
If you haven’t had a chance to dive into this series on audio, you should try it! With Audible, you can get a free trial when you join. Not only that, but I’m going to give away two copies of the entire audiobook series as it stands now. One through five!
And in a post, tell me why you love my In The Heart of a Valentine Series! Make sure to use this hashtag
My retweet will enter you into the giveaway!
Giveaway ends 10.9.2019 at 6 pm est.
Side note: If you’ve purchased this series on audio, then your entry will go toward signed copies of books 1 – 5 instead.
*** Whenever you’re done, listening, or reading, if you’ll take a moment and leave a review, it’ll let me know you’re enjoying this series in multiple formats. Ebook, paperback, and audio! Then maybe the Falling for a Rose series will be on audiobook next! ***
“Tell me what you want from me, and I’ll give it to you.”
Love. Sex. A lifetime together. But she said, “I want everything you have to offer.” It was the closest she’d gotten to admitting her truth, and if the dimness of Derek’s gaze and the unsteady way his heart rate sped were an indication of his excitement, Eden was eager to explore what they could become, too.
Derek reclaimed the soft contour of her lips, moans bouncing between them as his dick grew between her legs.
Ten minutes. That’s all the time it had taken to enter the pool area. With the sun no longer a beacon of light in the sky, the nightlife of Bali in full swing, Eden sauntered across the brick cemented ground, past a line of firepits that were stationed along the out skirted pathway of the swimming pool. Heat from the flames warmed the atmosphere, carrying soft winds in a mingling current against the palm trees.
Guests lounged, some in small circles, some holding discreet conversations, while others laughed out loud and made a show of their spirited dialogue.
Eden felt the rouse of her nerves settle against her skin before she saw him. But it didn’t take longer than a mere blink and turn of her head to connect with Derek’s golden brown gaze. He was crowded with three men and four women that laughed and swatted playfully as his group reveled in their entertaining banter.
With his attention on her, Derek’s lips moved at the group, and with one proceeding step, his stroll carried the strength of his muscular physique on a path in Eden’s direction.
She inhaled a soft breath, carrying her eyes over the snug fit of his unbuttoned white oxford shirt. Broad shoulders stretched the material with each influential move toward her, and the pectoral build of his torso teased Eden’s eyes as they traveled down his navel, aware of the bulge in his shorts as her gaze settled on the beach sandals on his feet.
Eden’s nerves were even more galvanized now, and it was then that she realized the type of trouble that truly lied ahead.
“I missed you,” Derek said, slipping an arm around her waist as he drew her into the shield of his embrace.
A wide-spread smile transformed her mouth, lifting the sparkle in her eye as she moved her hands up his chest and around his neck.
“Is that so?”
“Damn right it is.”
A heavy chuckle eased off her lips.
“I missed you as well.”
Eden nodded, her cheeks stretched with heat. “I did.”
“Then what took you so long to get to me, woman?”
Eden tilted her head to the side. “I couldn’t figure out which swimsuit to wear.”
Derek sucked off his teeth, his gaze roaming over the silk wrap she wore.
“And what did you decide?”
Eden took a step out of his arms, then another as she unfolded the tie that held the garment closed. When it opened, she blocked the second thoughts that flooded her mind, removing the wrap from her shoulders. It fell to the ground into a pool at her feet, but Derek’s dark gaze never made it there—frozen as he took in every inch of her striking curvaceous form.
Covered in a swarm of heat, his pulse hitching, and heart slamming, Derek murmured a vile oath, his life suddenly endangered under the rickety knock tumbling in his chest.
It had taken massive effort for Eden to stand poised as he watched her, but she was breaking under his silence, her nerves getting the better of her. She glanced at the pool, suddenly interested in hiding beneath the warmth of its aqua blue shelter. And without warning, she slipped off her heels, took the three steps to the edge, and dived right in, calmed by the exhilarating rush of its wave.
On her heels, Derek stripped the shirt off his back, his arms outstretched as he took on the same plunge as she. Eden swam with the grace of a mermaid, and when she rose from the surface at the back of the pool, she was covered in shadow.
Her eyes fluttered open, water running down her face as she was suddenly engulfed in rock hard arms and a heated sheet of muscle that was Derek’s chest.
A growl trekked from his mouth. “What exactly are you trying to do to me in this sexy ass swimsuit?”
Her ears tingled, the coolness of his breath thrilling as it flowed down her wet neck.
“I was hoping,” she said, her backside rubbing into his crotch, “that maybe, you’d like it.” Her hips wined, unearthing a sweltering fire that attacked their loins.
Derek spun Eden in his arms, his mouth dropping to her nose.
“Mona Lisa…” He gritted his teeth, the lock of his jaw containing his sudden urge to swallow her mouth and fuck Eden with unstrained vigor against the wall of the pool.
“What? Don’t you like it?”
His gaze drove over the architecture of her feminine face, watching her eyes flutter innocently and wickedly simultaneously.
“Like doesn’t begin to describe what I feel regarding anything concerning you. But especially, this…” He sucked his teeth, reining in his thunderous heart. “You’re so fuckin’ perfect.”
Eden’s pussy thumped, her breath hitched, and her eyes became expressively adoring. She was completely unhinged around Derek. For whatever hand fate was dealing her, Eden couldn’t control herself, wanting, yearning, craving to connect with him. It was the same voodoo she felt at her family’s annual Christmas party that had her seizing in his grasp as he fed off her plum with the deep thrusts of his tongue.