Tuesday, March 28, 2017

How Many Rules Would You Break for Love and Power? #RomanticSuspense #MustRead


A tantalizing excerpt of the timely and evocative romantic suspense novel about what lengths someone will go to achieve ultimate power...


Chin resting on folded arms against the balcony's railing, she stared down at the streets below, erratic energy zapping from her bent body encased in violet while the breeze tossed her long tresses against bare shoulders. 

She was too beautiful, too known, too wild, too…much. He knew that she was the kind of woman who could devour him, who would know his soul, who would wield her power over him with advanced skill. Yet he couldn’t leave.  Maybe that’s why he had come, armed with chili-cheese fries, to dare destiny.

"My great-grandmother was a painter," she said after he'd joined her. "Being an artist is all I've ever wanted to do."

"And you did it. You had a successful showing and—"

"Someone destroyed them all." 

"Yes, they did." He couldn't imagine having one of his resorts go up in flames. Maybe it wasn't the same exactly, but he poured so much of himself into each design, into every part of the decision making process, that it would feel like...a death. He didn't know what to do or what to say to ease her pain.


She blew out a long breath before standing straight and looking at him through the shadows. "It's at least one in the morning by now. Time for bed. Are you joining me?"

He inhaled sharply at the idea of resuming where they'd left off. 

"Don't you want to...talk or something?" he asked. 

"About my feelings?" Her lips twisted. "It sucks. It hurts like hell. It pisses me off. There. I talked about my feelings. We good now?" 

He'd never met anyone like her. Vanessa Warren was definitely one-of-a kind. She sauntered to him, almost like a predator about to go in for the kill, stood on her tiptoes until her breath caressed his chin, and whispered, "Make me believe in something good, something better than a lie." 

He grabbed her ass and lifted her up until they were eye-to-eye. Hair licked with fire slipped across his face when she leaned over him, all color and warmth. He wanted this, wanted her. This is why he had come, to feel this again, this agony of desire that he had suppressed for years. 

Fingers twisted in the strands of hair that slipped against his face. He crushed her to him, ravaging her mouth like a dying man grasping at life. Tongues teased. Teeth nipped.  And he fell past a point he had never thought to cross, not that he cared, not that it mattered. In his mind, he could see the lights of the city, blurring with speed and spinning beneath them. 

God, she felt good.  Intoxicating. Her lips nibbled across his neck.  

“I shouldn’t want you so much, but I do. I can’t stop myself,” she whispered.  

“Why do you want me?” He held her firm with his fists wrapped in her hair. “Tell me.”

“You wanted me when you didn’t know who I was. We were just two people, strangers, without a past or a future. I knew you wanted to fuck me against that mural, beneath that tarp, I saw it in your eyes, thought about it all damn day. Then tonight there you were. You walked up those stairs like a predator, seeking me out, sweeping me away.”  

“You want to be swept away?”  

“Desperately.”

"I'll do my best." He scooped her off her feet and carried her from the balcony to the bedroom. He fell onto his back against the mattress with her silk-encased body draped across him. 

“Damn dress.” She propped herself above him and grimaced. “Help me out of it?”

“With pleasure,” he whispered against her neck. 

His fingers moved to the discreet zipper at her side and — with his gaze never leaving hers — he slid it down.  She shrugged it off her left shoulder. As if unwrapping a Christmas gift, he wasted no time in sliding the rest from her lean, toned body. Velvet hissed down her torso and slipped from her legs. Clad only in strapless bra and panties with her hair falling in wild layers past her shoulders, she kicked the tangled material off her feet and flashed him a devilish smile.   

“You’re deadly.” But what a way to die.

Off came the bra. She grinned like the seductress she was and tossed it aside.  “I’ll be gentle.”

“Don’t lie to me anymore.” His hands covered her breasts, claiming them.  “Game’s over.”


“Wrong, Nic. It’s just getting started.” She pushed his shirt from his shoulders and kissed his neck.  

From the back cover...

Power...it's a heady drug.

Vanessa Warren is America's favorite rebel. Daughter and granddaughter of US Presidents and sister to a future one, her family connections and notoriety are seen as leverage for manipulating the White House—if she's captured. 

One little lie leads to a whole lot of trouble.

Reclusive international resort developer, Dominic Varga, needs a date to ward off his matchmaking parents. When he persuades the notorious Vanessa Warren to play his girlfriend for the night, he has no idea he's stepped into the crosshairs of kidnappers who will do anything—destroy everything—to get to her. 

One true thing...

Trapped in a rapidly escalating international terror plot, Dominic and Vanessa's lie becomes the only real thing in the midst of betrayals, conspiracies, and murder. As their world falls apart, they suddenly only have each other to rely on against ruthless people who will stop at nothing to achieve their goal. Who can they trust? Who is behind the plot—her own family, a political rival of her family's, or a terrorist organization? How far will the kidnappers go—what will they be willing to sacrifice—to control the power of the White House? Is there anywhere in the world where they can find safety? 


What the reviews say...
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Great read!! Ms. Easton delivers a wonderful read yet again!! Her characters are so intriguing!! I couldn't put it down!! I don't know about the rest of you, but when I read, I want to be able to picture the scenery, setting, and characters... I just love this author because she has the ability to take you to far away places and make you feel like you have been there and seen it!! This book will keep you at the edge of your seat with the suspenseful plot twists and the internal struggles each of the main characters are facing!! And of course, there is the perfect amount of romance to keep us romance readers coming back for more!! Definitely give it a read! You won't be disappointed!!



Monday, January 30, 2017

#SneakPeek of Deadly Decadence #paranormalromance



Sneak peek of my upcoming erotic paranormal romance suspense novel, Deadly Decadence. It's suspenseful, passionate, and is guaranteed to have you twisting in your seat asking for more. Here's an excerpt!



He grabbed her wrist when she reached for his plate. The zap of energy that sizzled from her skin onto his caused him to drop it as fast as he'd grabbed it and push back from the table. 

"What are you?" he asked, feeling stupid for blurting out the question.

She stood frozen in place, her face averted, and chest heaving with rapid breath. "You should go."

He stepped a few paces backward and waited.

Waited for her to blurt out another revelation. 

Waited for his body to stop quacking with the need to get naked.

Waited for his brain to gain control of this situation.

Waited for her to say something—anything—that would convince him to flee when he wanted nothing more than to stay. 

When she finally lifted her head and looked at him, the need in her eyes erased any common sense he'd once believed he had. 

He strode to her, grabbed her face between his hands, and crushed his mouth against hers until she sank against him and clutched at his shoulders. 

For once, he didn't want to think. 

For once, he didn't give a shit about consequences. 

For once, he didn't want to hide behind self-control and self-denial and self-delusion. 

For once, he wanted to indulge in primal instinct. 

He peeled the tank top from her while she yanked the t-shirt from him. They were a tangle of hands and fingers and lips as they tripped their way to the lounge chair. Clothes fell aside until they were skin-on-skin.
She bit his shoulder. 

He squeezed her breast. 

He'd never wanted to fuck anyone like this before—pure fucking. Animalistic. Hot. No talking. No thinking. 

Mouths merged in a heated kiss while he rammed his cock into her without mercy. The tightness of her pussy urged him on, begged him to go harder and faster. He couldn't get enough of her. His hands were on her breasts, thumbs tormenting her nipples. His shaft was deep inside of her, hips grinding against hers. Tongues plunged inside each other's mouths, insistent, almost urgent in their dance. 

The heels of her feet dug into his ass, holding him tight against her as her soft body pressed against his with an equal passion.  She tugged at his hair until it felt like strands were being pulled from his skull.

He wanted to come but tried to wait her out. He slid one hand between their bodies and moved his finger over her clit. 

She bit him again, sucked his neck, nipped his jawline. Her hot breath teased his skin when she moaned and her body lurched beneath his. 

He came with a shout into her open mouth. He hadn't given one thought to protection—and he hadn't given a damn. 

Chest heaving against hers, he buried his face in her hair and squeezed her breast one more time before sliding his hand to her back and holding her close. He shut his eyes and indulged in the feeling of his penis firmly entrenched in her body with her legs and arms holding him tight. 

"Let's do that again," she whispered against his ear. 

He smiled, any fear of this being awkward erased by her simple suggestion. "I noticed you had a hot tub."

"Sex in the hot tub sounds like the perfect way to end the day." She pushed her hands through his hair and urged his head up to look him in the eye. "To think I couldn't even look at you this morning and now you're cock deep inside of me---strange how the Universe works."

"Why couldn't you look at me?" He kissed her again, slowly, savoring her as deeply as he'd enjoyed her various baked goods. When he looked her in the eye, he noticed them deepening in color and felt her slight emotional withdrawal thanks to his question. "Are you a witch?" 

She laughed as an answer and smacked him in the shoulder. "I'm not a magical being of any kind—just a psychic slash animal communicator slash baker. Are you a witch?"

He widened his eyes and shifted his weight, conscious of the fact that they were still joined together. "Me? I don't do anything remotely magical."

"Oh, I don't know about that..." she slid her fingers down his back and cupped his ass. "You managed to get my clothes off after knowing me less than two hours. That's pretty magical."

"From my point of view, it was a mutual seduction." 

"Mine, too." She winked before wiggling free of him and scooting to her feet. With a sigh, she stretched her arms above her head toward the night sky and sauntered toward the hot tub. "Come on, Magic Man, I'm ready for round two."


Already hard at the idea of sinking into her again, he followed like a dog in heat. 

Blurb...

Blake Donovan thinks his family is dead. Under a fog of suspicion from everyone ranging from the FBI to the mafia, he's moved constantly since receiving the news of the fatal plane crash in the hopes of starting over and being free of his past. But his German Shepherd, Greg, is suffering from the restless relocations and Blake seeks a solution with the local animal communicator slash baker.

Lisa Vandemeer, former psychic consultant with the FBI, moved to Santa Fe to lead a simple life as a baker and animal communicator. People were too heartbreaking for her to handle anymore. When the mysterious man with the sad German Shepherd shows up on her doorstep, her first instinct is to rescue the dog and kick the man to the curb. But then she sees unwanted visions from his past--and their future--that bind them in supernatural ways. 

Many interested parties want to know the secrets Lisa sees, but if she follows through with what she knows, she'll not only be putting Blake's life in jeopardy, she'll also be changing the course of her own forever. To tell or not tell? Open that door again or keep it forever shut? As she soon discovers, the decision is out of her hands as they are trapped in a deadly and decadent web of deceit. 

Releasing February 21, 2017
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