One Poor Choice, The Citadel Series, Book 2
by: Deanndra Hall
Release Date: October 20, 2015
Erotic Romance/Dark BDSM
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One smart man. One naïve, desperate woman. One poor choice. And a descent into a hell most people could never imagine.
All Jared Calhoun wants is a good time.
And he’s had plenty of those. He’s not looking for anything else when something, or someone, he never expected comes across his radar. And the former model standing in the Walters’ kitchen trips every trigger and lights up every nerve ending – maybe more than he‘d like.
Bernadette Guillory’s looking for her place in the world.
Cast out of modeling and living with relatives, Bernie’s desperate for a job. Good-looking, single Jared becomes her staunchest ally in her search for a better life, despite her brother-in-law’s threats. Jared says all he wants with her is some fun, but her vulnerability and innocence tug at his tender heartstrings, and soon they’re far more than friends.
Bernie’s search for a job ends in the wrong place, and when Jared finds out, everything she’s built for herself crashes down around her. Deported, broke, and alone, she’s vulnerable to all kinds of people. When she vanishes, Jared has to decide if love really can conquer all. And that decision won’t matter if they can’t find her before her poor choice leads to a fate far worse than death.
The second book in the first spinoff series from the Love Under Construction series, One Poor Choice will show you the darkness that can engulf a soul when it loses its way. It’s a story ripped from the headlines, a story for only the strongest stomachs and the most loving, forgiving hearts.
WARNING: Strong, graphic sexual situations, including sexual slavery and assault. For readers 18+ only.
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Two lives tied together by one loss. When Grace and James tragically lose an important person, they both didn’t expect to find each other.
Grace Hall had it all growing up. A father who loved her and treated her like a queen that is until one tragic day took it all away from her. Now confuse and not knowing what to do she decided to leave and find the one person who could make everything better.
James Walker is a Marine. It’s what he loves to do. Until one disastrous day everything has changed, everything in his life fades to dark. That is until Grace walks into the door and she brings the light back to him. They start off as friends and it turns into more.
Can love survive secrets? Can love survive the pain and the Darkness that consumes them?
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This is Book 2 of the Searching for Love romance serial.
Reese is scared she might be falling for Brody, the man she met in Malibu. Fleeing to Yellowstone National Park seems like a good idea—it’s a place she’s always wanted to visit, and it’s far away from Brody.
Unaware of her reasons for leaving, Brody knows he’s fallen for her, and when she runs away without so much as a good-bye, he decides to find her and convince her to give him a chance.
Will his love be enough to help her overcome her self-doubts?
I have been a Noelle Stevens fan from her first book and she has yet to disappoint me. I couldn’t wait for Finding Reese to be released so that I could find out what happened next and now I’m trying to be patient for book three. I am hooked on these books and stop everything to read them.
Reese and Brody are so stinking cute together. I love that Brody (rich and sexy) did what he needed to do to find her. To get to her to show her how he felt and tell her too. The fact that Reese (struggling sweetie) has her internal struggles holds her back from a lot. She thinks her past will mess up her future. Poor girl. She’s had it a little rough. I want so bad for this to be a HEA that it’s ridiculous. These two are meant for each other. I really hope it works out. And I really hope that Brody is right and his family will love Reese regardless of her past and family issues.
Conall Brannock takes his job seriously. He doesn’t get attached, he doesn’t ask questions, and he protects his family at all costs. Nothing will change that. Not even the sweet, green eyed witness that just burst into his life and shifted his world. He has one job to do; protect Emily until she can testify. He can’t let his interest in her get in the way, but the more he finds out about her, the more he can’t help but wonder how the beautiful broken girl got into this mess in the first place. And the longer he takes to learn the truth, the deeper he falls for her.
Emily Dawson has a job to do. Stay off the grid, testify, and hopefully get her brother back. He’s all she has left of the family she struggled so hard to hold together and she would do anything to keep him safe. Even if it means she has put herself in harm’s way or that she has conned everyone into believing she saw something she didn’t. She knows where her loyalties lie, but her stoic yet gentle protector and his crazy family makes her question everything she once knew.
Loyalty can be one sided.
Family isn’t always blood.
And honesty can destroy everything she has come to love.
For readers 18+ due to strong language and sexual content.
Holy hell! Jessica Wilde is killing me with these men. Conned was more intense than Leverage and I wasn’t sure that was possible. I’m still loving the dad though. Lol.
Conall and Emily. I just finished reading this and I’m not sure I can get my thoughts together. I absolutely loved these two. Conall might possibly be better than Lucas from Leverage and I really thought no one would top him. But Conall definitely does. He has the same going for him as Lucas. Hot, sweet, smart, caring and good at his job. But there is just something about him that pulled me in so deeply into the book. I couldn’t stop reading. Couldn’t get enough of him.
Emily is a sweet girl who is just trying to look out for her brother. He gets her mixed up in some crazy shit and gets her to do things for him. Of course she’s smart and knows it’s wrong but wants to help her brother out. Her only family left. I really felt for her. I couldn’t imagine going through what she did. A lot of parts during this book ripped my heart out and a lot made me want to explode with happiness. My emotions will be out of wack for a while.
When these two finally come together I swear it was earth shattering. Of course the first thought I had was “Finally!” but it was so much more than that. I could feel the tension with these two. It was driving me nuts. Emily definitely has better self control because I would have jumped on him a lot sooner. Ha ha!
I have only ever had the urge to peak at the ending one other time before I started reading this series. With the first two it was a constant struggle with myself not to do it. Just to prepare myself for what would happen. There is so much suspense and mystery on top of the crazy emotions already going on. I am loving these Brannock men and am excited to see what will happen in the next book with Gus Gus.
This series is a MUST read!!!
The ‘Sexy Six-Pack’ is back! The men of Trident Security are ex- Navy SEALs, hardened warriors with hearts of gold.
Angelina ‘Angie’ Beckett has been waiting a long time for Mister Right. Unfortunately, all her boyfriends have turned out to be Mr. Wrong. None of them have been able to hold her interest for long and give her what she craves in a relationship. That is, until she meets her new neighbor’s boss.
Ian Sawyer stopped believing in ‘soul-mates’ after his fiancee walked out the door ten years ago without a backwards glance. Now, he needs for a woman to spell out exactly what she wants from him. When he starts to fall for the woman he’s protecting, he can’t help but wonder when she’ll realize that love is not enough for a lifetime of happiness.
When trouble knocks on Angie’s front door, she puts her life in Ian’s hands. His security team is determined to keep her alive at all costs, but will someone die in her place? And when the smoke clears, will Angie walk out of Ian’s life forever?
Warning – 18+ Contains elements of BDSM, hot sex and even hotter Doms!
His Angel is the second in Samantha Cole’s Trident series, but it’s just as good as Leather & Lace.
His Angel is Ian’s story, his path to Angie. Ian is one of the “Sexy Six Pack”, a group of retired Seals and joint owner of Trident Security. While helping one of the guys move, Ian notices the neighbor Angie. After a quick talk with Angie’s best friend, Ian gets the excuse he needs to spend more time watching her. WHen Angie is stood up by a blind date, she takes a chance and accepts Ian’s offer for dinner. Sparks fly and passions ignite. Soemtimes a fire burns so brightly that it damages everything in it’s path though.
Samantha Cole manages to create a story that completely draws you in. By the middle of the book, I wanted to know more about everyone else, not just the main characters. Mysterious Athos. Soothing Marchos. Tender Jake. Sassy Shelby. The list goes on. Each side character brings a unique viewpoint, making you realize what a well rounded book His Angel is. There are plenty of HOT steamy scenes, sweet tender loving moments, drama and oh my goodness the tears and anger! I may have wanted to throw my kindle at a certian part. I can’t wait to see what happens next with the gentlemen of Trident Security.
Demonically Yours (The Demon Wars 1)
He was built for sin…
I demand the truth, I have to know what my part in this war is before it’s too late… And why the vision of this dark stranger captivates me…
It was a dream. It was all just a dream. A very screwed up, emotionally damaging, horrible dream. Ava’s breath caught in her throat. Her dark hair hung in waves below her shoulders. Somehow she had flung herself up into a sitting position. Her breathing was labored as if she had really just been running for her life. She could feel the hysteria bubbling from her gut. The dream had been vivid. She looked down at her knee, remembering that she had fallen in the damn nightmare, and saw that it was bruised, but she dismissed the injury. She worked at a bar, and she always had unexplainable cuts and bruises.Slowly, she climbed out of the queen-size bed she loved. It was warm, and a pillow top, but no matter the comfort level it could not keep her nightmares at bay. They were getting to be more and more frequent. Ava opened the nightstand beside her bed, took out the leather bound journal and matching pen then started towards the kitchen. She needed tea.When she turned the light on, the soft hum in the background drew her attention. She hated dead silence. Silence reminded her of the nightmares. She filled the antique kettle her uncle valued. He had told her many stories over tea. He loved to talk about her mother, his youngest sister. She was the most vibrant of them all. She had big plans in life, but had died much too young. That is why Ava intended on living her mother’s dreams for her, but her uncle did not think it was the best idea and constantly tried to dissuade her from the idea. She began to write in her journal. Her pen flew over the paper as she wrote out every detail of her nightmare. She wanted to remember this one along with many others. It seemed as if they were happening frequently.
Demonically Bound (The Demon Wars 2)
When I was released from Hell it was conditional. My daughter, Ava, sold herself to earn my freedom from the shackles that contained me for so long. Before my wrists could even heal I was summoned by the elders of the lust demon faction and ordered to find a demon who was going to prove vital in the pending demon war. I was to do whatever was necessary to get the information she had. Did I have the strength to torture and kill the demon if necessary after my own imprisonment? The question raged in my mind until I saw the demon…
Avaraz was awakened by a playful blow to his stomach and laugh.
“Get up, we need to get you in shape.” Caine was too eager to get Avaraz back into training.
“What about sleep?”
“You like to sleep as much as Ava, we need to train. Your mark has been announced.”
“Call it an inherited trait for her.” Avaraz rolled over and away from the crimson-eyed demon annoying
him.“Let’s go. “ Caine put hands on two spots on the bed and used his upper body strength to flip the mattress and send Avaraz to the floor.
“I swear you act like a ten year old at his first sleep-over Caine. Will you ever grow up?”
Caine walked out of the room. Avaraz was half tempted to roll back over and pull blankets over his head, but Caine would return soon and if he wasn’t up there would be some sort of juvenile shenanigans. He regretted asking his daughter’s mate to help him train for the mission. He was awake much too early.
“Why aren’t you off celebrating your mating?” Avaraz hollered to Caine.
“Already did this morning…twice.”
“I did not need to hear that.”
Avaraz’s eyes popped open so his imagination wouldn’t conjure an image of his closest friend and daughter having sex. That would be quite disturbing. He shuddered at even having a possibility of seeing it more than what he saw already. Avaraz got up off the floor and pulled on a pair of shorts that rested low on his hips. He was skinnier than he was before his time on the wall, it would take time for him to rebuild to where he once was.
His hands reached for a plain white tank top, he exited his room to find Caine eating something in the kitchen. Avaraz swore that demon could eat them out of house and home. Caine always had something in his mouth.
“Thank you for the lovely wakeup call.” Avaraz’s voice dripped with sarcasm.
“My pleasure.” Caine spoke with his mouth full. “Where are we going for training?”
“Same place I took Ava. It’s out of the way and no one goes there.” Avaraz looked into Caine’s mind and found the location he had in mind and nodded. “I will follow you.”
Caine stood and shimmered out of the penthouse, Avaraz took a breath and followed behind. He arrived at the warehouse seconds later and Caine was already inside. He could hear the other demon fooling around with mats and barbells for training. Avaraz entered slowly, he still longed for the tender, warm embrace of his bed.
The final mat was finally dropped into place. Caine turned toward Avaraz.
“What do you want to start with? Physical or mental?” Caine asked.
“Mental.” Avaraz answered swiftly. “Offensive or defensive?”
“I’ll start with defense.”
“I won’t take it easy on you, my friend.” “I hope you won’t.” “I’ll beam an image of your daughter and I having sex into your mind. You better keep your shield up or it’ll be all you see, how she gets the thickness delivered every night.” Caine chuckled.
“Sadist. Before you ask, your ass looks fat when you’re nude.” Avaraz had already seen more than he would ever want to see.
“Get to work.”
Caine immediately set in with his attempts to penetrate the shields that Avaraz had in place. The first image came through and almost knocked Avaraz down, his daughter on her knees in front of Caine. No. Avaraz pushed Caine out with a powerful yell.
“Do better.” Caine demanded.
Again the shields were prodded in his mind. It was an internal battle. Neither male moved, but sweat blossomed on their skin, both exerting extreme force to win the battle of wills. Suddenly Caine tried to break one of the shields Avaraz was building quickly His strength and ability were returning to him surprisingly fast. Perhaps the elders had a hand in it he thought.
“Good, my friend.” Caine’s voice echoed.
“What else do you have?” He taunted.
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New Career, Same Kriminals.
From spanking bad men to arresting them, Elsa Kreiss’s life takes a sharp turn from enforcing the rules of her dungeon to enforcing the rules of law after she joins the German police force. An unsolved case of three missing girls from Charlottenburg pulls her mentor, Kommissar Joseph Heinz, back into the dark abyss just as love finds him. While he searches for a killer, she fights an attraction to a very bad boy. Lukas Trommler is everything she likes in a man; cocky, confident, and hot. An art buyer at a local gallery, Lukas exudes culture with an edge of danger. He invites her into his world where she comes face to face with a familiar monster, Yuri Ivchencko, one of the most powerful and wealthiest men in the world with ties to the Russian mafia. His obsession with the sick and twisted side of human nature expressed in art offends Elsa, who doesn’t hesitate to say so. Her outburst lands her squarely on his radar.
A note signed by none other than Ivchencko is delivered to her hands. Their worlds are about to collide, and not everyone will survive. Can Elsa trust Lukas or is he far more dangerous than she imagines? What does Ivchencko want of her, and how is he connected to Lukas? Who is the killer, and who will be killed? Time is running out, and Elsa must embrace her inner dominatrix to save her friends and family.
He looked at Elsa. She was very pretty, and very young. Some men liked that. Still, he couldn’t turn her loose on any of his highbrow clientele. She wouldn’t know what she was doing, and it took a very strong level of confidence and knowledge to know how to inflict pain without harm. She’d be a liability as a dominatrix, but as basically a maid, she’d do. And the dommes would stop complaining to him all the time.
“All right. But she starts at the bottom, and you and Hans are responsible for her. She must learn to clean every single piece of equipment properly and quickly, and if she messes up, if even one of the dommes complains about her, that’s it. No job!”
He walked out and left them standing there. After the door closed, Hans grabbed Elsa up in his muscular arms and swung her around. “You got the job! Fantastische, mein Liebling!”
Smiling hugely and feeling as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders, Elsa laughed, then kissed Hans on his cheek. “Danke, mein Freund! Danke, David!” Hans set her down and she hugged David, too.
“Don’t thank me yet. We have to work hard to make you the best maid these dommes have ever seen. And in between, we’re going to teach you the art of dominance and submission. It’s really the only way you’ll be able to make any real money to survive.” Hans was so happy to hear his lover say this that he kissed him full on the lips. It turned a little sloppy as they momentarily forgot Elsa was in the room.
“Geez, guys. Cool it down!” She laughed at their antics. Her friend was so in love with David, and so happy to be working with him at Club Sexo as a ticket
agent, and now his best girlfriend would be working there, too. Hans was over the moon.
That’s how it began. She’s worked hard and listened to everything the guys taught her. David showed her how to hog-tie a man in a way that was painful and pleasurable, but not permanently damaging. He also secured Mistress Lena’s cooperation to allow Elsa to observe her work so she could learn how it’s done first hand. In two years, she’d gone from maid to dominatrix. In another year, she was a top-draw attraction at the club and in high demand. Two years after that, she’d quit at the top of her game in the BDSM business after a life-changing event. Her brother, who meant everything to her, had been kidnapped by a known sex trafficking criminal and taken out of Germany to Amsterdam at the whim of a sick pedophile named Peter Knudson.
Everything changed then. The true miracle, however, was that they got Anno back before any harm could come to him. That never happens, according to Kriminalkommissar Joseph Heinz who was the lead detective on the case. Heinz used his connections through Interpol to help get Anno back. They wouldn’t have even known where to find him had it not been for new friends she’d made at the time, Sarah Brown and Paul Christiansen. Actually, it was because of the latter that Anno had been taken to begin with. The pedo was Paul’s uncle who’d sexually abused him as a child. It turned out that Knudson had targeted Anno on a recruiting mission in Berlin, and he blamed his nephew for causing him to lose out on gaining Elsa as an employee, a ruse he invented to get his hands on Anno.
Heinz brought her brother home safe and sound, and unharmed. Since that day, Elsa vowed to find a new career, one that would have her home at night to better keep an eye on Anno, and one in which she would be around a better quality of people. She really wasn’t quite sure what that career might be, but she told Heinz and his partner, Birgitta Mahler, that somehow, she wanted to help others, and maybe work in a field where she could fight against people like Knudson.
A woman both men once loved tried to break up their happiness. Laura ran away because she refused to be anyone’s second choice. A heartfelt letter called her back to the ranch a couple months later, and she found that she had not one but two surprises in store for the brothers.
Roping one frog into happily ever after was hard enough for a girl to do, but capturing two men up in love’s lasso was nearly impossible.
Is happily ever after in the cards?
**Content Warning: This book contains adult language and situations, including m/f/m situations. Recommeded for 18+**
Beau’s brow crinkled, and he shook his head. “Don’t run her off, Heath.”
“I ain’t gonna do that. She wants me, Beau,” Heath retorted cockily.
“I most certainly do not want you!” Laura shrieked, stomping one small foot in the dirt. “How dare you talk about me like I’m not even here?”
“Princess, you kissed me back. Your little wet, hot tongue tangled with mine. Deny it all you want to.” Heath chuckled.
Laura’s face went into full flame, and she rolled her eyes. “Go to hell.”
“I’m already there, sweetheart.” His eyes darkened and his face went taut.
Beau cleared his throat. “Stop it, Heath. Laura, I apologize for my oaf of a brother.”
“I ain’t sorry.” Heath smirked, and Laura fought the urge to slap the cocky grin off his perfectly formed lips.
“I accept your apology, Beau. Obviously Heath was dropped on his head as a child.”
“Hey!” Heath yelled.
“Look, guys, we’re losing prime light here,” Bob interjected.
Laura flounced away, back to the house. “Do what you want. I’m going to the house.”
She wrapped her arms around herself and nibbled at her bottom lip. Heath’s kiss was unnerving, delicious, and wrong, all at the same time. Why in the hell did he kiss me? Oh my God, it felt so good. She closed her eyes for a fraction of a second, savoring the memory of his mouth on
hers.Her foot went into a dip in the path and her eyes jerked wide as she fell forward, her elbows catching the brunt of her weight. A sickening pain ricocheted up from her ankle, and she cried out. Pushing herself back to sitting, she gripped her throbbing leg. Stupid girl! You’ve twisted your ankle thinking about that jerk. Good job!
Within the space of thirty seconds, Heath and Beau were beside her. “You okay, Laura?” Beau asked gently.
She shook her head, not even caring that her mascara was running down her face right along with her tears. “No.”
“Where are you hurt?” Heath asked.
“M-my ankle!” she hiccupped.
“I’ll carry you to the house.” Heath insisted, and
before she could tell him no, that she was way too big for all that, she was caught up in his arms.
“Heath, you shouldn’t be carrying her!” Beau argued.
“Shut up. I made her run off being a dick, so I’m carrying her.”
Laura could see that she was hurting him. His jaw was tight, and the muscles there played with each step he took. “Put me down,” she sniffled. “I’m fat.”
“Shut up. You’re not fat. You’re beautiful, and I’m a jerk,” he ground out.
Laura gasped. “You think I’m beautiful?”
“It’s what I said, ain’t it?” Heath growled.
Beau sighed behind them. “Let me carry her. You’re
going to mess up your leg too, then I’ll be stuck babying both of you.”
“Shut up, Beau. I’ve got her. You’re not touching her.”
Laura shivered at the gruff words. Why is he being so testy about Beau carrying me? What the hell?
The progress to the house was slow, but Laura didn’t mind being held in Heath’s arms. He was still damp from being squirted with the hose and the heat radiating off his body was wonderful. Her ankle still throbbed, but it was nothing compared to the throb building in other areas of her body.
“Come on, Heath, pass her over,” Beau argued.
Heath’s grip on her grew tighter. “I said no. She’s mine.”
“Um, I’m not yours,” Laura piped up.
“Keep telling yourself that, princess,” Heath murmured.
Beau sighed. “All right, caveman, but if you want Cowboy Denim to work, you better not run her off.”
“Don’t worry.” Heath insisted.
He carried her up the porch, and she pushed at his chest. “Let me down.”
“What? No, you have to get upstairs,” Heath argued.
“Yeah, and you’re shaking all over, you can’t get me up those stairs. I’m heavy, and I’m hurting you.”
“I can get you up the stairs, dammit.” Heath insisted, pushing through the front door and placing his foot on the bottom step.
“No. I’ll put my arm around your neck, and you can help support me up the stairs if you insist, but you’re not carrying me.” Laura squirmed in his arms and tried to extract herself from his grasp.
“Fine, damn stubborn woman.” Heath slid her down his body, and Laura did not miss one ripple or divot of his muscles. Oh my God!
She flushed hot and tried to step back from his beautiful body. She wavered on her good foot, unable to put weight down on the other. “This is all unnecessary. I can make it upstairs.”
“Why, and deny me the pleasure of you blushing hot? It’s okay, Laura, I know I’m sexy. You’re just so cute when you’re all flustered.”
“Oh good God, I can’t take any more of this,” Beau groaned. “While you two flirt and figure out the pecking order, I’m gonna call doc to come look at that ankle. Heath, don’t do too much and mess yourself up.”
Laura watched Beau storm off down the hall. “What’s his problem?”
“Ah, I think he might’ve had the hots for you. I claimed you first.” Heath explained.
“Um, I’m not claimed by anyone.”
“That’s what Kelsey used to say too. You remind me of her. I haven’t figured out if that’s a good thing or not. Regardless, your ankle is hurt, and you need to go upstairs. Now, I guess it’s your choice, do you want my brother, or do you want me?” Heath’s hazel eyes had gone dark, and Laura swallowed nervously, her gaze darting away from
him.“Right now I don’t want either of you.”
“Okay, princess, whatever gets you through the day.
Come on, put your arm around me and let’s get you upstairs.”
Laura rolled her eyes and put her arm around Heath’s broad shoulder. He took on most of her weight as they slowly traversed the staircase. Both were panting and shaking by the time they made it to the top, and Laura chuckled. “We’re out of shape.”
“Your shape is just fine, Laura.”