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Sunday, September 20, 2020

REVIEW for Demon by Harley Wylde


Farrah -- I’ve spent my entire life at the Dixie Reapers MC compound -- one of the perks of being the VP’s daughter. Except it’s suffocating. Leaving to start a life of my own was the only solution. I knew what it would mean if I went to the Devil’s Fury MC compound, even more so to flirt with their Sergeant-at-Arms. Getting involved would ruin the little bit of freedom I’ve found. Then I ended up in the man’s bed. Leave it to me to find trouble around every corner. My daddy is going to be so pissed, especially when I run from Demon, get snatched off the streets, and shoved into a trunk. I’m not winning at the adulting thing.

Demon -- She was a one-night stand. Until the condom broke. Then I found out she’d lied to me. The hot little number in my bed wasn’t just any woman, she was the daughter of a Dixie Reaper. Maybe I shouldn’t have barked orders at her, or spanked her. Feisty little Farrah ran, pissing me off even more. When she disappeared and I realized trouble had found her, I knew I’d do whatever it took to make sure she was safe. Only after I had her back did I realize she was f**king perfect for me. Watching her handle the club wh*res was hot as hell, and she didn’t take sh*t off anyone.

I’ll make her mine -- permanently.

WARNING: Demon’s book contains graphic violence and sex, bondage, spanking, bad language, and scenes that may be difficult for some readers. But it also has a heroic dog and a man who will move heaven and earth to protect the feisty, smart-mouthed woman he loves. There’s no cliffhanger and a guaranteed happily-ever-after.


Every single book of Harley's I read I'm blown away at her character development. She get's the guys spot on and the girls, though in some kind of trouble, are no damsels in distress. They have spunk and they fight back. Her hero's are no white knights, but they definitely come to the rescue. Demon was no exception. He fucked up. Several times. But he did everything in his power to make it right. He also recognized their age differences played a big part in his fuck ups. She's much younger and, though she's lived in a club her whole life, sometimes those life experiences for Farrah work against Demon. He doesn't use that as an excuse, rather apologizes and does better. Well, after he has to run her down a time or three.

This book is very graphic, in both the sex and violence, as expected. The book, as well as the love Demon and Farrah share, is gritty. Which means it's not always very pretty. But it's strong. It's raw and powerful. All reasons to love this book.



Wednesday, September 16, 2020

Stunner: Bones MC 9 NSFW EXCERPT

 Stunner is coming soon... Are you ready? How about a little Sneaky Peek to get you in the mood?

Bones MC 9: Stunner

by Marteeka Karland

“Stunner,” she whimpered. “Kiss me there.” Her words were mostly a whisper. Like she could hardly make herself say the words. Likely she had to really work at it. Or, hopefully, she was so lost in the moment she just let go. Stunner decided to push her a little. He knew what women liked. He just had to feel her out and discover what she liked the most. He suspected dirty talk would be a real turn-on for her. At least, if done gently.

“You want me to lick your sweet little pussy?” He placed a kiss just above her clit, teasing her with what the kiss could have been. “Want my tongue licking between your lips? Just like when I kissed your mouth?”

“Yes! Oh, God, Please Stunner! Please do that!”

“Tell me what you want, baby. Say the words.”

“I -- you want --” Her eyes widened in shock. Still, there was a spark of interest there. “I can’t say that!”

“You can, baby. Tell me what you want me to do.” He did his best to calm his voice, so he sounded smooth. Like he’d practiced all the way here from Palm Beach. “I’ll do whatever you want, as long as you tell me.”

“I-I want you to…” She trailed off, swallowing. “I want you to lick my pussy.”

God! Could she be sexier? With a groan of defeat, Thorn did exactly as she asked. He licked her from opening to clit. Then again. Suzie thrashed in his arms so that he had to clamp his forearms over her thighs to keep her still.

“Fuck, girl. So fuckin’ good!”

Finally, he just set in to feast. He put his mouth over her whole pussy, sucking and lapping at the cream she gave him. It was like lighting a fire to the driest hay field imaginable. They were both engulfed in flames.

Suzie screamed, locking her ankles around Stunner’s neck, her fingers buried in his short hair. Stunner snarled and growled, licking her pussy like it was his first meal after a long fast. His arms clamped tighter around her thighs, holding her open to him. She bucked against him, rubbing her clit over his lips. Her pussy gushed at him. Stunner knew she was close. He wanted her there, but didn’t want her to fall over the edge. Not yet. Not until he was inside her.

He pulled back, much to Suzie’s dislike. She tried to hold him to her with her legs, but he ducked underneath. When she screeched at him -- something he’d delight in reminding her of later -- he batted her legs apart and wrapped her in his arms. Scooting them up the bed, he held her even tighter until he realized she might not be able to breathe.

“NO!” she gasped. “Hold me tighter!”

“Don’t want to hurt you, Suz. Not ever.”

“Then fuck me, Stunner. I’m hurting because you’re not inside me.”

How could he deny her?

Stunner had planned on taking his time. So far, he was able to pat himself on the back for a job fucking well done. But now, he was having trouble.

“I need to get a condom, Suz. You gotta let me go a second.”

“No!” She was breathing hard, sweat beading on her delicate skin. She moved her tiny hands to his face, cupping him firmly. “Nothing between us, Stunner. Just me and you. We don’t need anything else.”

Fuck. Shit. Goddamn!

With a quick nod, Stunner let his cock find the entrance to her wet little cunt…

And he slid home.


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Thursday, September 10, 2020

Cover Reveal from HARLEY WYLDE


A Hades Abyss MC Romance 

Delilah – I love my family. I really do, but having three older brothers and an overprotective father doesn’t make it easy to have a life. They’ve run off every guy I’ve ever tried to date. It’s time I made a life of my own, even if that means I have to leave home to do it. I never thought I’d end up in yet another town with a motorcycle club, or that I’d be working out of their clubhouse as a webcam girl. I enjoy the freedom, and the money. No one would ever believe I’m technically a virgin. I haven’t even been really, truly kissed much less done anything else with a guy before. When the club President, Titan, kisses me then issues a challenge, how could I possibly refuse? 

Titan I no longer looked at the girls frequenting the clubhouse the same way I had before. Being a dad changed my perspective, especially since I had a daughter. I still had fun, but it had lost it’s appeal. Then she walked in. Too young. Too innocent. Until she asked to join the webcam girls. The thought of strange men watching her made my hands clench. It was safer if only I had access to the feed, or so I told myself. Really, I’m just being a possessive bastard. Delilah will be mine, whether she realizes it or not. One kiss is all it takes for me to know she belongs to me.

 WARNING: This book contains strong language, graphic sex and violence, and spanking. It also has a dog who’s too smart for his own good, a sweet yet sassy heroine, and a hero who knows there’s nothing more valuable than love and family. 


Coming October 2020 from Changeling Press 

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Sunday, September 6, 2020

SNEAK PEEK He's finally here... Stunner (Bones MC 9)


I knew she’d be mine. I’ve been waiting for her to grow up. Now it’s time to earn her… and claim her.

Suzie -- I’m the youngest grad student at MIT, and to say other students resent me for it is an understatement. To top it all off, I miss my Stunner. He’s been with me after the darkest moments of my life, helping me pull myself back together. He’s seen me at my worst -- now I want him to see me at my best. Now, if he’d just return my calls, I might be able to get myself around the mean girls (and boys) at school.

 Stunner -- To say I’ve got ghosts in my past and skeletons in my closet is the understatement of the century. Suzie deserves a man more suited to her station than me, and she definitely deserves a man who’s not a stone-cold killer. I have my uses. Protecting her body, heart, and soul is one of those. I just never expected to fall for the woman after the girl grew up.

 Now, not only has she run into a foul and vindictive motherf*cker, my past has caught up to me in a huge way, and there may be no way to keep from being swept back up into the madness. All I truly know is that I won’t let any of it touch Suzie. Even if it means giving her up. Forever.

 WARNING: Explicit violence which could be triggers for some readers. Explicit sex that might offend some readers. As always, you can expect a HEA with no cheating.

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Sunday, August 30, 2020

Thorn: Salvation's Bane MC 3

Sweet excerpt *rolling eyes* from Thorn: Salvation's Bane MC 3.

At that moment, Marge appeared with their order. “There you go, sugar. You eat up.” She looked at Mariana with a critical eye. “Need to feed that little one and build yourself up. You got a long road ahead of you, sweetie.” She winked at Thorn. “Good thing you got a man here that can see you through it.”

“He’s not my man,” Mariana said, the joyful smile fading from her face.

Marge just laughed. “Oh, sweetie. That’s rich.” The feisty waitress patted Thorn on the shoulder. He raised an eyebrow at her. She only winked, as if it were all an inside joke only the two of them were a party to.

Mariana eyed her burger, then glanced up at him. He met her gaze steadily, not backing down. So help him, he wasn’t letting her leave here until she’d eaten that fucking burger. The girl needed it. The greasy meat might not be high quality nutrition-wise, but it was high in calories, and she looked like she desperately needed energy.

Finally, with a halfhearted sigh, she picked up the burger and took a bite. As she chewed, her eyes seemed to glaze over and she chewed faster. Again, those moans of pleasure came as she took one bite after another. The mixture of arousal and amusement in Thorn was a heady combination. When the girl finally dropped her inhibitions, she had the burger in one hand, the shake in the other and was eyeing his burger as she took another bite.

Thorn picked up the squeeze bottle of ketchup and squirted a generous dollop onto her plate next to the crinkle-cut fries. It was the only encouragement she needed. Reluctantly, she let go of the shake and snagged a fry, dragging it through the ketchup before popping it into her mouth. The bliss on her face was mesmerizing. When she let out a little burp, Thorn had to bite his lip to keep from laughing. He had the feeling she wouldn’t appreciate it, and he’d happily cut off his right arm if she’d just keep eating.

When her fries were nearly gone, he waited until she got distracted by a noise. The second she glanced away, he put a handful of his own fries in her plate. Girl didn’t miss a beat, continuing to eat until everything on her plate was gone. Not long after, the malt was gone as well.

She set the glass down and picked up her napkin, eyes scanning the plate. Probably to make sure she hadn’t missed anything. Then, as if coming out of a trance, she blinked. Her eyes went wide before she glanced up at him. Thorn was pretty sure he didn’t manage to wipe the grin off his face before she saw him.

“Oh, God,” she whispered.

“Nope. Not God,” he said, taking a bite of his own burger. “That’s all Tito. Well, the shake is Marge, but you get the idea.”

Almost in a panic, she grabbed her napkin and frantically wiped her face, letting out a little sigh of relief when it came back with only a small dab of mustard from the corner of her lips. Thank God, too, because Thorn had been giving considerable thought to cleaning it for her. With his tongue.

“I’m so sorry,” she whispered. “I must look like a maniac.”

“You look like a pregnant woman craving a good, hot meal and a delicious milkshake. Happens to most pregnant women. Nothing to be sorry ’bout.” Marge appeared again, a huge smile on her face. “Good! Bet you feel better now, doncha, sugar?”