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Release Day for Seducing Wrath

October 28, 2014 by Lynne St. James Leave a Comment

Woo hooo it’s finally here!  Release day for Seducing Wrath, book two in the Raining Chaos Rocker series.  I loved writing about the jaded guitar player and the groupie – Wrath and Sapphire.  They had an instant attraction in book one, Taming Chaos, and they demanded their story be told next.  I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.  I’d love to hear what you think about this book and the series.

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Warning: For Mature Adult Audiences.  Contains language and actions some may deem offensive.  Sexually explicit content.  New Adult Rocker romance – MF.

In book two of Raining Chaos:

Sapphire…

They say the road to hell is paved with good intentions…  I had them, the good intentions, when I answered the ad to write an article about Raining Chaos—the band I loved—and make use of my newly printed diploma hanging on the wall.  Okay, it was more than that.  It was also Wrath.  Lust at first sight?  Oh yeah, and so much more.

I’m going to be totally screwed when he finds out the truth.  ‘Cause you know nothing goes as planned and I screwed up big time.  Like I said…road, hell, good intentions…I’ve got that.

Wrath…

Blue hair?  Oh yeah, the chick has my attention, she got it as soon as I saw her.  Only thing, I never expected to get addicted to her.  Even if there is something about Sapphire that doesn’t seem right to me, I can’t seem to keep my hands off her long enough to give a crap.

At least I didn’t until I got kicked in the gut when private info was tweeted to the world.  It’s hard enough being on our first tour without someone working against us.  I don’t want to believe it’s her, but…

Join me, the guitar player, and Sapphire, the groupie as Raining Chaos continues our tour.  Our hearts catch fire, but the truth may rip us apart.

♥ ♥ ♥

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Wrath…

“I’ll be waiting.”

“You’d damn well better be,” I answered with a low growl.  For some reason the ladies loved my growl.  I swatted her butt as I walked by and she flipped me off.  Damn, she was cute.  I really would be sorry to see her go.

A cloud of steam followed me out of the bathroom and I felt a hell of a lot better now that I was clean again.  Between sweating like a f***** pig on stage and f****** Blue, I was gross, and the cold rain was the icing on the freakin’ cake.

I walked right past Blue, not even seeing her at first.  When I couldn’t find her anywhere, I walked back into the bedroom.  She was out cold and curled up in a ball on the bed.  Cute as she looked, I was horny and I wanted her.  F***.  Again…I had to tell myself I wasn’t a heartless prick, but I sure as hell wanted to be.

Wandering into the suite’s living room, I grabbed the bottle of scotch and a plate of food.  My stomach grumbled.  I couldn’t even remember the last time I’d eaten.  After cleaning the plate of eggs, bacon, hash browns, and some good southern biscuits and gravy, I felt better.  My stomach was satisfied but my hunger for Blue was still burning bright.

Grabbing the scotch and a glass of ice, I figured maybe if I turned on the TV in the bedroom she’d wake up.  Okay, so maybe I am a selfish prick, but she’s a groupie and I knew she wanted me so what’s the big deal?  There’s plenty of time to f***** sleep when we’re dead.

seducing wrath, raining chaos, taming chaos, jk publishing, lynne st. james, rocker romance, new adult, new age, women, romance, erotic, rockstarsI turned the lights off, the TV on, and slid under the covers.  Clicking through the stations I couldn’t find a damn thing I wanted to watch.  Having five million channels didn’t matter if it all f***** sucked.  I settled on CNN since there wasn’t jack else and I turned up the volume hoping to disturb Princess Blue’s sleep.

I didn’t expect to see us all on TV.  F***.  Seriously, dude.  There have to be freakin’ spies everywhere.  The talking head was reporting that we’d finished our shows in Virginia with a special guest appearance by Preston Mitchell from The Hurricanes.  I was waiting to hear if they’d caught wind of anything else but so far so good.  I glanced at the clock as I yawned.  F***, it’s four a.m. already?

“Hey, baby…”

I swallowed my cheer when I heard her voice.  Hell yeah.  “Feel better now?”

“Yeah.  Sorry I passed out on you.  It was just so warm and cozy.”

“No worries.”  Nice one, dickwad.  “Did you get enough to eat?”

“Oh yeah, plenty.  Thank you.”  She stretched and the robe spread open.  Seeing those gorgeous tits made my mouth water.

“Blue, you’re so f***** hot.”

Noticing the direction of my stare, she lowered her eyes and for the first time I saw her blush.  It started at her chest and slowly flooded her face with color.  I’d never f***** seen anything like it.

“Guess you’re wide awake, huh?”  She grinned and winked at me.

Smart girl, she knew what I wanted, what we both wanted, right?  She’s a groupie for f***’s sake.  “Shit yeah.  I’ve been waiting for you to wake up.  It’s our last day, figured you’d want some more memories to take back home.”

She looked startled and I wondered what I’d said wrong.

“Are you kicking me to the curb?”

“I just…well um, f***.  All the others left already.  I figured when we headed out, you’d go back home—wherever the hell that is.”

“Home’s near Philly but I’m not going back.  I’m staying with you.  Unless you don’t want me?”

“F*** yeah,” I said pointing to my raging hard-on.  “But don’t you have a life to get back to?”

I watched the emotions slide across her face as she rubbed the blue stone she wore around her neck.  What the f***?

“Nah, I’m between shit right now, and I figured I’d see the country this way.  I haven’t gotten around much.”

Something about what she said didn’t seem right, but when she reached for my cock, I stopped worrying about it.  There’d be time later.

♥ ♥ ♥

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Wednesday Words with Gracie Meadows

February 26, 2014 by Lynne St. James 8 Comments
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covered by bubbles, heels for hire, gracie meadows, jk publishing, erotic romance, book Please help me welcome author Gracie Meadows for this edition of Wednesday Words.  Gracie has several books out with JK Publishing, but today she joins us to introduce us to her new series, Heels for Hire.  The first book, Covered by Bubbles, will be released on Thursday, February 27th.

Gracie Meadows has a wonderful way of spinning her tales and if you haven’t read any of her books yet you’re definitely missing out.  I asked Gracie if she would share with us how she came up with the idea for this series and the first book — Covered by Bubbles.

The Idea – Heels for Hire Series

Many people look at this and wonder how I came up with the concepts and characters, and I thought, how could I not. I have always loved cop books, and find it fun to stay just on the outside of the law a bit with detectives, because let’s face it, they get all the cool gadgets.  While playing with this idea I wanted it to be run by  women, but not just any women, but women who are kick-ass now and take your name later type. I have certain friends that say and or do things just like this. So I mimicked the heroine to fit them. (Kinda nervous once they read it, about how much I put in about them too.) But in the end, it left me with a book that is funny, action packed, and sexy as hell. What more could you ask for in a book…oh that’s right Bubbles!

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Warning: For Mature Adult Audiences.  Contains language and actions some may deem offensive.  Sexually explicit content.  Ménage – MFM

In book one of Heels for Hire, Inc.:  Brandie “Bubbles” Anderson is always alert and ready to take any case head on.  However, when a case she is involved in crosses over with the local PD’s, Brandie finds herself working with two cops who threaten her independence.

Chance and Dylan have been friends since the beginning days at the academy and now are partners at the Ridgeville Police department.  After a series of thefts take place involving the elite citizens in the area, and with the mayor breathing down their Chief’s back, he hires a private investigation service to help.  What the men didn’t expect was for their new partner to be a kickass—take names later, bubbly blonde.

Bubbles must work with the men to solve the case quickly before anything else comes up missing—including her heart.  The case takes on a new meaning when a connection is found with one of the players.  A simple case becomes Bubbles nightmare, leaving her holding another’s fate in her hands.  Will the men rescue her in time, or will they enter only to be covered by Bubbles?

An Excerpt:

“Don’t scream, if you do I will slit your fucking throat.  We are going to have a little fun, you and I.”  She wasn’t able to turn, but she could see the man through the reflection on her car window, and the knife sparkled from the light of the sun.  Bubbles didn’t panic, but now she wished she hadn’t disconnected the mic to the girls.  She stumbled back with the man as he started to pull her to a side alley that was blocked by the sun, creating a dark deserted area, perfect for assholes like this one to take unsuspecting women.  There was one thing this asshole didn’t know—she was not some helpless woman.  She was raised with all men after her mother died in a car accident.  Her father was military and she had three older brothers, who right now were in various locations.  Needless to say, she learned to shoot and fight better than most men.  She just needed the perfect opportunity, and unfortunately next to her car was not one.  Looking around, she saw the ground was uneven.  Thank you, Rainbow, for the heels, and I promise to buy you a new pair.  She found a small crack and dug her heel in, making him jerk when she couldn’t move.  He let go of her to grab her boot and lift it out of the hole, and that is when she made her move.

Bubbles brought her other knee to the man’s nose, making him cry out as blood started to spray her shoes.  Bringing her hands together, she struck him in the middle of his back, bringing him down to the ground with a thud.  The guy dropped the knife, and she quickly kicked it away, then grabbed hold of his arms and twisted them behind his back.  The man yelled in pain as Bubbles pushed her knee into his back trying to keep him in place.  The man started yelling numerous curse words that she could almost guarantee he couldn’t spell.  She reached over and tried to grab her purse to call the girls, and to call the police, but at the same time the man kicked back, bucking her off and she slipped off him.  Fucking dress.  She couldn’t move in the damn thing.

Tumbling back, she scrambled to the ground trying once again to reach her purse, which had her phone and gun.  She never left home without both of them.  The man jumped and reached for his knife, coming at her just as she reached for her gun.  He froze when he saw her shiny Glock pointed right at his dick.  Yeah, asshole, move and I will blow your pencil dick into a million pieces, it would only make this day a whole lot better.  Keeping her eyes on his, he moved and she kept pace with him with her gun as she twisted and turned on her ass to try to stay with him.  She could feel her ass getting scrapped up from the cement, but it was nothing compared to knowing the asshole would have no issues putting a knife in her.  Keeping her eyes right on him, she steadied herself.

“Looks like we are at an impasse, asshole.  I say put down the knife before you hurt yourself or I put a bullet in your dick.”  She thought maybe rationalizing with him would help, but nope, he seemed a little desperate at that point.  Blood still poured out of his nose, which was obviously broken.

“I don’t think so, bitch.  You fucking broke my nose, and now I’m gonna fuckin’ gut you.”  Just then he lunged and she fired.  She was comfortable with her gun, but even the blowback pushed her a little on the ground and the asshat fell to the ground screaming as he dropped the knife and held on to his now blown off dick.

Scrambling to her feet, she pulled her phone out while she kept the gun pointed at the asshole, but before she could punch the number, another gun pointed at her.

“Freeze, police, drop the gun.”  Fuck, this is all she needed.  Putting her hands up, she turned to see two cops with their guns drawn on her.  Do they really think I am the bad guy? 

“My name is Brandie Anderson, I’m a private detective for Heels for Hire, Inc.

The Trailer:

I want to thank Gracie Meadows one more time for visiting with us today.   This book and series looks to be incredibly fun and very hot.  Don’t forget it comes out tomorrow, February 27th at all your ebook retailers.  If we’re lucky it might even be available later today so don’t forget to check for Covered by Bubbles, book 1 in the Heels for Hire series.

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