Journey to Hope

 Blurb:
Brett Langley’s friends are worried that he’s made a big, big mistake in hiring a new man to help run Hope Ranch. Joel Harper, the local sheriff, is especially concerned as he’s been notified by the authorities that the man has only recently been released from Wyoming State Penitentiary.

Josh Kenyon has spent eight years behind bars for a crime he says he didn’t commit, and that he was framed for. Brett believes him, and when the feelings they have for one another become much more than mere attraction, he is determined to find someone who can prove Josh’s innocence.

But his good intentions cause unforeseen chaos when a man from Josh’s past arrives with only one thing in mind—silencing Josh forever.

Reader’s Advisory: This story contains some of the characters from the Ride ’Em Cowboy series, however it stands alone.

Excerpt:

“You’re upset about something,” Josh murmured, standing so close, his breath warmed Brett’s cheek. “Are you having second thoughts about hiring me, what with this parole stuff and the Sheriff?”
“No.” He turned to face Josh and their eyes met, their mouths now only inches apart. “I’m very glad you’re here.”
“Good.” Josh slid one hand behind Brett’s neck and squeezed gently. Brett leant forward and brushed his lips over Josh’s who reacted by drawing in a quick breath. Was he startled by the kiss? Wasn’t it what he wanted as much as Brett did?
“I—I’m sorry,” Brett whispered. “I thought…”
“You thought right,” Josh murmured. “It’s just that I haven’t been kissed by another guy in so long I’d forgotten just how great it feels.”
Brett smiled and wrapped his arms around Josh’s neck. “It can feel even better.” He moved in, taking Josh’s lips more firmly this time, running his tongue into the crease between the warm, soft flesh, pushing lightly for entrance. They both gasped as their tongues slid over one another, the slick heat of Josh’s mouth sending ripples of desire zipping through Brett’s body. There was only one way for this to go, and it would have right then if Jaz hadn’t chosen that moment to get in the mix.
The dog’s two front paws collided with Josh’s crotch as he jumped into the narrow space between their bodies.
“Ow, son of a b—!”
Jaz added insult to injury by pawing at Josh’s obvious bulge as if delighted to feel something that big and hard to play with.
“Ow!” Josh yelled again, while Brett tried to pull Jaz away, laughing at the top of his voice.
“Oh, my God, Jaz—you bad boy!”
“Think it’s funny huh?” Josh growled, nursing his erection. “How to kill the moment, Jaz!” He started to laugh too then he grabbed Brett and hauled him back into his arms. “Show me how that kiss goes again,” he muttered. “Felt so damned good.”
“Yes, it did.” Ignoring Jaz’s indignant barks at being shooed away, he took Josh’s mouth again in a long, searingly passionate kiss.
“Oh, dear God,” Josh gasped when they came up for air. His vision was slightly blurred until he refocused on Brett. “Is this a good idea?”
“Probably not,” Brett replied, his lips touching Josh’s as he spoke softly. “I’ve only known you a day and a half. We’re gonna be working together twenty four seven. You have a criminal record. You could murder me in my bed—and yet I can’t find anything wrong with this.”
“I promise I won’t murder you in your bed,” Josh said.
“What I want you to do in my bed is to fuck me so hard I won’t be able to walk without the feel of you, hard and deep inside me.”
“Jesus…”
“Just let me get Jaz outside. I love my dog but I don’t want him being part of a three-way.”

*****

Fly to Him!

A young flight attendant gets a billionaire’s attention in a way that could have meant the end of his career, but instead could be the beginning of an unexpected romance.

When Kevin Tate takes over for a friend as flight attendant on billionaire Logan Maguire’s private jet, he is certain it will be his one and only time aboard when he accidentally dumps an ice-cold drink on his employer’s lap. Instead, an instant attraction flares between the two men and Kevin accepts Logan’s offer to stay with him at his villa in Puerta Vallarta.

Their fledgling romance is abruptly brought to an end when Logan hurries back to the States on a desperate mission to save his company from a hostile takeover. Kevin is left wondering if success and wealth is more important to the billionaire than the chance of love and real happiness.

Reader Advisory: This story has been previously released as part of the Promoted by the Billionaire anthology by Total-E-Bound

A Highlander in LA

An 18th century time travelling Scot finds the man of his dreams in present day Los Angeles.

When on duty LAPD officer, Darren Holden, is told to check out a possible dead body lying in an alleyway, he finds a man who is unconscious but very much alive. Not only alive, but gorgeous—and wearing a kilt. Darren is sure he knows the man, he just can’t remember where or when they might have met. It isn’t until that night, unable to sleep, that he realises the stranger is a man he’d been dreaming of for some time—a man who had made love to him night after night.

The Last thing Duncan MacGregor remembers is that he was home in Glen Ardor, Scotland, betrothed to Margaret MacAllister as a bond between their two feuding clans.

Darren isn’t sure if Duncan is playing a game, suffering from amnesia of just plain nuts, but his attraction to Duncan outweighs his scepticism and he takes him home, determined to find the truth.

Duncan believes he was enchanted by a witch who told him his destiny was not in Scotland, nor to be married to Margaret but to have a life of love and adventure with a man—the man he had dreamt of night after night—Darren.

As much as Darren wants to believe him, his common sense warns him of the sheer impossibility of Duncan’s story. Nevertheless, the overwhelming sexual attraction both men feel for one another leads to a night of passionate lovemaking.

Even then, Darren’s logical mind refuses to accept that such a thing is possible, but when a dangerous event threatens to tear them apart, Darren must be a believer or lose Duncan forever.

Excerpt:

Darren fell silent for a long moment but didn’t let go of Duncan’s hand. More than anything he wanted to believe what this beautiful man was telling him, but it all sounded so fuckin’ out there, and yet he couldn’t come up with another explanation that sounded any less bizarre. Memory lapse, perhaps, but there was something else about him, the sincerity with which he told Darren his version of his past.

“I believe you,” he said quietly. He had intended to say, ‘I want to believe you’ but changed his mind at the last second. It seemed to him that more than anything Duncan needed to feel he hadn’t been thrown into some bewildering place with no one to help him—whatever the reasons might be. Even if it was just a case of memory loss, he imagined that to be pretty disconcerting. He put his free hand on Duncan’s shoulder and squeezed. “And I’ll do everything I can to help you sort things out.”

“Thank you.” Duncan inched closer to Darren and leant forward, matching Darren’s move until their lips met in a hesitant, gentle kiss. Gentle, but loaded with a fervour that set every fibre in Darren’s body on fire. He pulled Duncan into his arms and deepened their kiss, gasping with delight when Duncan eagerly responded.

God, but here’s my fantasy come true, he exulted. This gorgeous, incredible, slightly crazy man is here with me, holding onto me as if his life depended on it and kissing me like no one ever has before! Jesus, his lips, his tongue—wow, he’s amazing.

“Mmmpf…” Darren caught his breath and leant back just a little. “Where’d you learn to kiss like that?”

“I’ve never kissed anyone like this afore,” Duncan said, wrapping one arm around the back of Darren’s neck, keeping his lips just a tantalising inch or so from Darren’s. “You’re my first.”

“Really?” Darren locked eyes with him, looking for a teasing gleam. There was none. “I’m your first?”

“Yes.” Duncan ran his tongue over Darren’s lower lip. “I’ve never done this afore wi’ man or woman, except, o’course, my mam or my friend Fiona, but just a peck on the cheek, y’ken.”

Oh, my dear God—he’s a virgin. But the way he kisses, he’s a total natural! He slid his hands under the scrubs top. The firm flesh that met his touch was warm and smooth as silk. He moved further down over the bulge in the Scotsman’s too-tight pants. Duncan raised himself up and pressed against Darren’s searching hand.

“Oh, but that feels bloody wonderful,” he whispered in Darren’s ear.

“You feel bloody wonderful,” Darren whispered back, his own cock tenting the fabric of his jeans. “Can I take you to bed?”

“What’s wrong wi’ right here?”

“There’s more room on the bed.”

“Ah—and we do need to get oot o’ these clothes.”

“Yeah.” Darren stood and gave Duncan his hand. “I want to feel your amazing body all over me.” Hand in hand, they hurried into the bedroom.

Immortal Love Collection - Night Wing

Total-e-bound Publishing has put together a collection for your enjoyment - Immortal Love.
I'm in good company here with Erin Lark, Wendi Zwaduk, and Victoria Blisse. Each story deals with vampire love and the possibility of spending an eternity with your lover, regardless of the danger that surrounds you. My contribution is Night Wing....

Rob Greely is on the run from a cruel master - Rafe Gunderson, the owner of the House of Pleasure where those who wish to act out their Dom/sub fantasies go. Trapped in a blind alley, Rob is about to give up hope when a mysterious mist arises, guiding him into the arms of Gareth Falconer who promises Rob he is safe from his pursuers and from all possible harm. But when Gareth discloses he is a vampire, is Rob any safer than he was before?

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