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I am excited to share my new book that was released today, Sweet Serendipity.

Have a look at it:

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Blurb: Running from a past that threatens to haunt her for the rest of her life, Rayne Carrington finds herself in Eden’s Ridge by chance. She promptly makes the tiny, serene town her home and finally finds some semblance of peace. Six months later, she encounters a dangerously alluring stranger, who turns her world upside down with his mere presence. Soon she is caught in a web of temptation that is too overpowering to deny. But how does she handle a man who is hell bent on resisting her at all cost?

Christian Stockwell returned to his hometown of Eden’s Ridge, to find a beautiful stranger living under his roof. He is instantly bewitched by her loveliness but he knows that he cannot allow himself to have her. He struggles to rein in the lust he feels for her but how long will he be able to resist such sweetness? It won’t be long before he must surrender to sweet serendipity.

 

Story Excerpt

Rinsing off quickly, Rayne reached for her towel as she stepped out of the shower, toweling the moisture from her hair and skin vigorously. She wrapped the large, soft towel around her slender body and went about brushing her teeth. Finally satisfied that she was good and clean, she reached for the handle of the door and swung it open.

Suddenly she was staring down the barrel of a handgun and a hard, cold voice grated, “Don’t move, motherfucker.”

The scream that ripped from Rayne’s lungs was almost deafening, even to her own ears. Terror coursed through her body as she stood rooted to the spot, clutching the towel to her chest, eyes huge like satellites in her stricken face, screaming like a banshee.

“What the fuck? Cut it out! Jesus Christ, you could wake the dead with that thing!”

The sound of the voice coming from behind the gun brought her screaming to an abrupt halt. The stranger lowered his gun and her eyes jerked up to meet his. Another jolt of shock ripped through Rayne at the sight of his face. She was pretty darn sure that she had never seen this man before. She surely would never forget such a beautiful face.

He had jet black hair, cropped moderately short on his head, the top slightly higher and arranged in random spikes. His eyes were a deep blue or rather violet. They were so dark, they appeared almost black. He sported a five o’clock shadow along his strong jawline that enhanced his rugged edge, making him look almost too delectable for words. Her breath caught painfully and she swallowed hard as a totally unexpected yearning swelled in her nether regions. Strangely, she felt no fear now, but her interest was definitely piqued. Who was this beautiful stranger and what the hell was he doing here?

“Okay, who the fuck are you and what are you doing in my house?” he clipped, and Rayne almost smiled at the irony highlighted by his words—it would seem her stranger could read minds.

“Don’t you think you’re stealing my line?” she asked sassily when she finally found her voice. “Last I checked you broke into my house while I was taking a shower in my bathroom!”

Christian’s eyes narrowed slightly and he cocked his head to one side. “I didn’t break in…I have a key. This. Is. My. House,” he bit out, annoyance radiating from his every pore.

“There must be some mistake then. Because this is my house, I’ve lived here for almost six months now,” Rayne told him, her brows creasing with bewilderment.

Christian tucked the gun in the back of his jeans and folded his arms. Legs braced apart and eyes narrowed, he studied her. “Hold on, you trying to tell me you bought my house? Without me knowing about it? Not possible lady, try again.”

“I didn’t buy it. I have a lease…one year. Well there’s only about half of that left now but I do plan on renewing it when the time comes. I have a contract and everything. Feel free to look at it if you want,” she responded matter-of-factly, folding her arms saucily. “Besides, this can’t be your house. I leased it from the owner, Isabelle Sutherland.”

Rayne was hard-pressed to note the comedy of the situation. She was standing in her bathroom doorway, naked beneath the towel wrapped around her body, her hair dripping rivulets onto the wooden floor and arguing property rights with a complete stranger who had just pulled a gun on her. Downright hilarious. “Aunt Belle!” Christian muttered, more to himself than to her. “Leave it to you to do something like this.” He shook his head in exasperation.

“You know her?” Rayne asked, her brows knitting again.

“Like I said, she’s my Aunt Isabelle. My mother’s younger sister and caretaker of my house,” he responded drily.

“Oh! Oh wow…” Her eyes popped wide, forming saucers in her face, and her mouth forming a huge, dubious O. So that would mean she had leased a house from a woman who was not the actual owner of said house? Yikes!

It took her several seconds to regain her composure enough to reply, “I had no idea. I mean she never said anything about…Oh wow!”

Christian folded his arms across his solid chest and he cocked his head, observing her for a long moment. Rayne tried not to squirm under his intense scrutiny but she could feel beads of sweat begin to form on her forehead despite her best efforts.

Finally he extended his hand, giving her a devastating smile, though it didn’t quite spread to his hard, dark eyes. “Christian Stockwell. That would make you…?”

“Ah, I’m Rayne…I mean, Mackenzie Carrington. But Rayne is fine, I prefer Rayne…” She swallowed hard against the lump suddenly forming in her throat.

Christian’s lips curled in a cocky smile and he gave a slight nod. “Rayne it is then,” he said slowly, the words rolling off his tongue in a low seductive drawl. She took his proffered hand, surprised by how large and strong it was. Long fingers enveloped her much smaller ones, sending an unfamiliar tingle running up her arm. Startled by the sensation, she quickly pulled her hand way.

 

Adult Excerpt (XXX)

He tightened his hold on her. “Don’t leave me yet, sweetness,” his velvet voice rasped against her ear. “You know how much I crave your heat, angel. Just the thought of sliding my cock into your snug pussy has me ready to come in my goddamn pants.” He released his grip on her arm, only to grasp her hips and pull them roughly to him, so that his suddenly rigid erection was grinding up against her dampening center.

“Feel that, sweetness? Feel how fucking hard you make me and I haven’t even touched you yet?” He growled.

Rayne’s knees buckled when his hands slid down to cup her ass, squeezing the cheeks almost painfully as he ground her onto his shaft. Christian anchored her body to his and slowly dragged her over to the sofa. For a few short moments, he stepped away from her and swiftly disposed of his clothing. Rayne watched from under lust-heavy eyelids as his gorgeous naked body came into view. The supple, bronzed skin stretched over rippling muscles, and made her so giddy with need it was all she could do to remain on her feet.

Deliciously naked, Christian sank to the sofa, pulling her to stand between his spread legs. His cock sprang up between them like an irrepressible weapon, ready and waiting to wreak havoc on her yearning body. With deliberately slow, erotic movements, Christian stripped her of her clothing until she was standing naked in front of him as well, still wearing her strappy heels. He groaned as his eyes roamed over her slender curves. Slowly, he dragged his hands over the sensitive tips of her nipples, down to her waist, over her hips and then down her legs.

“Fucking incredible,” he rasped, his eyes dangerously dark as he drank her in.

Staring at his massive cock resting against his stomach, Rayne moaned instinctively and licked her lips.

“Fuck, sweetness, if you keep looking at me like that I don’t think I’ll be able to hold out for very long,” Christian groaned.

Rayne brought her eyes back up to meet his but she slowly sank to her knees in front of him, fisting his hard manhood as she did so. With the first downward stroke of her hand, pre-cum gushed to the tip of the rigid phallus and it wept with the need for more. Christian hissed as lust shot through his system, making him almost weak with its force.

“Do you like that?” she asked softly, licking her lips again as her hands continued to work him over.

“Hell yeah, baby, you know I do.” His voice was almost unrecognizably rough.

“Would you like more?” She smiled as she looked up at him from beneath her lashes and his cock jerked in her hand.

“Fuck, yes! I want it all, baby.” He squeezed his eyes shut as his breathing quickened in anticipation, struggling to maintain some semblance of composure.

With that, Rayne lowered her head and took him into her mouth. The muscles in his thighs bunched brutally and he gripped the sofa for support when he felt her hot, wet mouth sliding over the head of his cock. She sucked on the leaking head slowly and then pulled back, repeating the torturous action several times before swirling her tongue over the tip and dragging it down to the root, then back again. Christian swore loudly as she began sucking his length fervently, her head bobbing between his legs, and wet, slurping sounds filled the air.

“Fuck, baby! Jesus Christ, you suck me so goddamn good!” He grated as his hips began to buck up to meet her every downward bob. Of their own accord his hands tangled in her auburn tresses and he held her steady as he began to fuck her mouth.

When he hit the back of her throat, Rayne emitted a long moan that sent chills shooting through Christian’s body at the vibration around his cock. He felt as if he would die from the need to come and he knew he had to stop her before he emptied himself down her throat. Gathering his strength, he gently pushed at her head, groaning with the effort it cost him. “No more, baby. God! I can’t take anymore. I’m gonna come, sweetness.”

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