Mid Week Tease: Mystic Hearts by Cait Jarrod

What an amazing year of Mid Week Teases! For my last tease of the year, please welcome wonderful author and friend, Cait Jarrod, and her new release, MYSTIC HEARTS!

Tease ~

His breath drifted across her face, stirring a desire she’d only felt once before. Impossible, as Larry had been the only man who’d stimulated outrageous cravings. A hallucination can’t do that. Can it?

He slid another finger down her cheek. She quivered. The electricity produced a throbbing in her body and prevented her from grasping onto any one emotion. One second, she was delusional, the next, she melted. “How can I feel you?”

“You’re not asking the right question.” His voice filled with mischief.

The one she asked seemed important. “What is the right one?”

His hands slapped the wall on each side of her head, trapping her. Anticipating an imprisoned impression, she tensed.

It didn’t occur. “What is the right—” Her whisper broke off when he moved closer, aligning his over six-foot stature perfectly to her five-foot-five frame.

“Why do I allow you?” he asked, his voice teasing.

Good question, yet why did he joke? Was this a game to him? “Why?”

A mere fraction stood between their bodies, and she wanted to taste him, have his lips move across hers.

“I’ve wanted you since the day I saw you,” he whispered.

Her vision cleared. She bit her lip and gazed into his eyes, watching as the gold flecks sparkled. “Larry?” she asked, her voice a little louder than a whisper.

His dark, intense brows that made guys look extremely sexy, lifted. “Were you expecting someone else?”

She shook her head and let her eyes drift down the open shirt. Broad shoulders, flat abs framed by a narrowed waist. He had that sleek, muscled look that said he had kicked ass.

He lifted her chin with his finger, bringing her gaze back to his. “A woman’s wet lips captivate a man.” His eyes shifted to her mouth.

She fought the urge to squirm. The man was potent.

“When moisture forms on them,” his voice dropped an octave, “it lets him know if he’s worthy to touch her.”

The seduction warmed her already overheated body. “Are you…worthy?”

“Your lips say so.”

The air crackled between them.

Her pulse raced, throwing her back onto the merry-go-round ride. This time, her vision wasn’t distorted, her heart was.

“I’ve dreamed of doing this.”

If she was hallucinating, she didn’t want the delirium to end.

He leaned toward her, his mouth coming in for the capture. She couldn’t wait. Her lips parted.

His soft lips glided over hers. The kiss so delicate, so gentle, she felt like the treasure at the end of a rainbow. A gem someone looked long and hard to find. The hallucinations had played tricks on her all night.

Is this another trick?

She had to touch him to find out if she lived a dream or not. She placed her hands on his hardened pecs. Every nerve ending in her palms shot a jolt of awareness between her legs. If this was an illusion, she wanted more. Lots more.

A low growl escaped him, vibrating through her body. He nipped her bottom lip before taking the kiss deeper. His tongue tangled with hers, urging a response and threatening to pull well-hidden passion out of the secure hiding place she’d created two years ago. 

MYSTIC HEARTS by Cait Jarrod

Band of Friends, 2

~Editors Pick~


Nothing is as it seems… 

Temptation landed at Special Agent Larry Newman’s feet—literally. Charlene Smith captured his heart after he rescued her from terrorists two months ago. A failed relationship and abusive child have turned him into a loner and workaholic. The scars weigh heavily on him and keep him from pursuing her. So what’s a guy to do when the woman he pines for passes out in front of him while working a case? 

Battling psychological wounds from abduction is easier than coming face to face with the sexy FBI agent she’s fantasized about for months. As single mother, she chooses to avoid the drama that dating would bring to her son’s life. So she only allows Larry close in her dreams. Now, she’s second-guessing her decision. Should she have a relationship with this man who makes her feel alive just by being close?

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I’m taking a brief hiatus from teasing for the holidays but MID WEEK TEASE will be back with a new look on January 7th! Stay tuned!

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Mid Week Tease: Bought for Christmas by Doris O’Connor

woo-Hoo! How about a little Birthday Mid Week Tease with Doris O’Connor? That’s right! Doris visits me today with an exclusive excerpt from her new release, Bought for Christmas!

 Here’s a tasty tidbit…

“Enough of this. Let’s get you out of here, kitten, unless you’ve changed your mind.”

“No, Sir, I haven’t. Please, just let’s go.”

A shiver went through her when the ice cold blast of air hit them the minute they stepped outside. It looked as though the weather forecast was right for a change. They might get a white Christmas yet.

“It’s warm in the car, kitten. Let’s get you in there.”

Emilia didn’t say anything, just let him steer her around the car, open the door, and guide her to her seat. He clipped her seat belt on for her, and frowned when she still didn’t respond.

She stayed quiet and silent, as he drove away from her father’s house. Negotiating the busy roads took up his attention, but when they joined the motorway to take them up north, and she still hadn’t said anything, he knew he had to do something. He set the car to cruise control, and reached inside his trouser pocket to finger the remote to the vibrating egg she ought to be wearing. Time to see how closely she had followed his instructions…

He flicked the control on and grinned when Emilia jerked and sat up straighter. He slowly increased the vibrations until she grasped the dashboard. Beads of perspiration broke out on her skin, and her breathing grew erratic as she threw him a glance.

“You have no idea how much it pleases me to see you’ve followed my instructions. Such a good girl, but you won’t come without my permission, will you?”

“No, Sir … I … oh.”

Emilia squirmed and panted, as he increased the vibrations to maximum for a few seconds before he dropped them back down again. Eyes closed, lips open, she hung onto the dashboard with white knuckled fists and groaned, and he chuckled to himself. She would be beautiful when she came, but not yet. Time to notch up the stakes a bit.

The traffic slowed, and Hunter took over the controls of his car again, leaving the egg to vibrate at just the right setting to keep his girl on the edge. He stopped right beside a lorry, as the traffic ground to a halt, and he increased the vibrations again.

Emilia’s little mewls were music to his ears, and he adjusted his throbbing dick with one hand while he kept her on the edge of painful arousal.

“Pull your skirt up and let me see how wet you are, kitten.”

Emilia groaned and shook her head, and he yanked that dial up to maximum again. She jumped and whimpered, the fine sheen of arousal covering her skin, as the vibrations no doubt threatened to push her over the edge.

“No coming without my permission, girl, and look at me.”

Her eyes flew open, their usual bright greenish blue darkened by her dilated pupils.

“Please … Sir … he’ll see.”

Hunter knew without asking who he meant. As it happened the lorry driver wasn’t looking their way, but should he choose to look down he would have a front view seat of his girl squirming.

“So, you better give him a show then, won’t you?” Hunter smirked at her outraged gasp that turned into a full blown moan when he reached across and ran his fingers through her wet slit.

“Hmm, such a naughty girl. If you leave a stain on these seats you’ll be cleaning them, kitten.” He flicked her clit, and Emilia went rigid.

“God, please … I need to come, please…”

Oh she pleaded so prettily, his balls drew tight, and Hunter was in danger of making a mess of his own. He withdrew his fingers and licked them clean, and he knew his bear was showing in his eyes, when he grasped her hair and pulled.

She went limp, and her mouth formed into a silent “O” when he yanked the dial up to maximum again and pulled her skirt up with his free hand.

“Come for me now, kitten, and I want to hear you.”

Emilia didn’t disappoint. Hips bucking, she threw her head back and moaned her orgasm, and Hunter’s beast damn near salivated at the sight of her glistening, puffy, pink cunt.

“Open your legs more. Let me see my pussy.” He growled the demand, and his claws ran out, not that Emilia seemed to notice, as she hastily complied.

Seeing her little hole clench in desperate need as she came hard had him transfixed. Her musk filled the air and sent his beast wild. Not caring of their audience Hunter bent down to taste her, and Emilia jerked and buried her hands in his hair, as she gushed into his waiting mouth.

Fuck, she tasted divine. A loud toot brought him out of his sexual daze, and he straightened and wiped his mouth glistening in her juices.

Emilia groaned and hastily pulled the hem of her dress down, cheeks flaming as it seemed to dawn her that they were holding up the traffic, and she had just come rather noisily in the slow lane of the M1.

“God, I never…”

She didn’t carry on with that sentence, just buried her head in her hands, and Hunter laughed.

“That was one. There’ll be another one every time we crawl to a stop again, kitten.”


~Editors Pick~

I’m the beast, haven’t you heard….

Christmas is supposed to be a time for miracles and one will surely be needed when Emilia Duncan finds herself sold to the beast to save her father’s company. Having lusted after the much older, enigmatic man for as long as she can remember, spending the Christmas weekend as his submissive will satisfy her raging libido, but can she protect her heart?

Bear Shifter Hunter Monahan cannot stand idly by when Emilia is thrown to the wolves. There is only one shifter who will get his claws into her and that’s him. The contract ensures her submission for the weekend. Too bad his bear wants much more than that.

Hunter is used to hiding behind his gruesome scars, but in the bid for Emilia’s heart, that is not an option this time.  Isolated in his cabin, it’s not just the snow that melts.

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Author Bio

Glutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris… at least that’s what she hears on an almost daily basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is not.

There is always something better to do after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.

She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.

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Sexy #FreeRead Anyone? Christmas Fantasy is here!

Ho-ho-ho! How about an early holiday gift? Christmas Fantasy: Dahlia & Tristan is now available absolutely, positively FREE! Kickstart your sexy holiday and download it at Evernight or AllRomance today!


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Mid Week Tease: Sexy Introductions #MWTease #FreeRead

Hey there! Are you ready for another tease from my Free Read, Christmas Fantasy: Dahlia & Tristan, which will be available tomorrow!

Allow me to introduce Dahlia and Tristan…

The single clank of the door got his attention. Glancing over the top of the seat in front of him, his eyes washed over the knockout entering the cabin. Long hair partially covered one eye and swept over her shoulder like black silk. The tails of her corporate-style blouse hung loose, and the first few buttons below her neck were undone, revealing the hint of something lacey underneath. She stopped to brush the hair from her face and scan the cabin. It took her all of three seconds to lock onto his stare.

The racing train matched the uptick of his heartbeat as she walked up the aisle. Her eyes never wavered from his. She continued her slow procession to the back of the train until she was directly next to his row.

“Is that seat taken?” she asked, and nodded her head once to the unoccupied seat to his right.

“I don’t believe it is,” he said after clearing his throat.

He detected a slight smile from her full lips as she swung the leather briefcase that was hanging from her arm up and slid it into the overhead compartment. A wave of heat hit his cheek and his eyes flicked to the side to appreciate the strip of warm skin peeking from the top of her skirt’s waistband and the bottom of her untucked blouse as she stretched to adjust her stowed case.

A deep inhale was rewarded by the heady combination of lavender mixed with cinnamon.

“May I?” she whispered.

The breathy request pulled at the muscles in his stomach. He carefully folded the newspaper in his hand and tucked it into the seat in front of him. His gaze blazed a trail up her body as he stood. She squared her shoulders and remained within an intimate distance while he stepped around her body to allow her access into the row.

He extended his hand as an invitation to the seat next to his.


She smiled and slid past him, gently brushing her fingertips on his jacket sleeve as she moved into the row.

“Dahlia,” she said while settling herself into the row. Her eyes sparkled through a thick veil of eyelashes as she glanced up. “And you?”


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Second Annual Evernight Readers’ Choice Awards

It’s not too late to vote for your favorite Evernight books!

COLORS OF US is up for Best Cover, Best Heroine: Michelle Willis, and Best New Adult in Evernight’s Readers’ Choice Awards!

Click here to cast your vote. Leave your name and email address at the end of the poll to be automatically entered for a chance to win a $25 Evernight Gift Certificate!

COLORS OF US (McAvery Brothers, 1)

Everything she knew to be true fell apart. Then fell apart again…

Michelle Willis is running from her past. What better place to hide than in the anonymity of New York City. Finding refuge in a tiny SoHo art gallery, she rebuilds her life one painting at a time.

A wrong turn sends Hunter McAvery on a crash course with disaster. He fights his own demons by following his big brother’s lead – drinking and bed-hopping his way through Manhattan.

A glance at Michelle’s self-portrait triggers emotions Hunter can’t tamp down. Driven to meet the artist, he discovers a fiery chemistry as their lives collide. But when their past threatens to tear them apart, can their love survive?

Colors of Us is available here:

Amazon / AllRomance eBooks / Barnes & Noble / Evernight Publishing


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Mid Week Tease: Christmas Fantasy #MWTease #FreeRead

Hey there, Mid Week Tease fans!

I’m back with a tease from my holiday Free Read, Christmas Fantasy: Dahlia & Tristan! 

Free? Did I say free? Yup. It’s free! If you’ve followed my blog for a while, you may remember this story from a blog serial series I ran. This new version is steamier and is sure to warm up cold holiday nights. 

Here’s a little tease…

From the corner of his eye he watched the cherry red toenails of her right foot dangling from its perch on her left knee. Bobbing up and down with the train’s rhythm, her sexy foot was closing in on his pant leg. He inched his leg closer to give her easier access. Pushing the fabric up and letting it fall, her toes repeatedly teased at the cuff of his pants. A groan escaped through his clenched teeth as he gripped the newspaper in both hands. Her foot grazed his calf and trailed a path to his knee then back down to his ankle. The magazine slipped from her lap while she unbuttoned the last two pearls and slipped the soft blouse open. He swallowed hard as her fingers brushed over the lacy bra and trailed a path down her flat stomach to her skirt-covered thighs.

His shirt and tie suddenly became three sizes too tight as his rapid breath strained against the fabric. He tossed the newspaper on the empty seat on the other side of the aisle and reached up to turn off the overhead reading light. She caught his arm.

“Don’t. Not just yet,” she said.

Seems that Miss Dahlia isn’t done teasing him yet. Catch the whole story #FREE December 4th! Be sure to add Christmas Fantasy: Dahlia & Tristan to your Goodreads shelf.


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COLORS OF US is a Readers’ Choice Awards SEMIFINALIST!

Semifinalists have been announced for the Second Annual Readers’ Choice Awards and COLORS OF US received three nominations!

~ Best New Adult ~ Best Cover ~

~ Best Heroine: Michelle Willis ~

Thank you to everyone who nominated COLORS OF US. It’s such an honor to be included with so many fantastic books and authors.

Hunter McAvery has a virtual martini with your name on it if you’d pop over to the poll and vote for COLORS OF US!

Click here to access the poll. If you leave your name and email at the end of the survey, you’ll automatically be entered for a chance to win a $25 Evernight GC!

How sweet is that?

COLORS OF US is available here:

Evernight Publishing / Amazon US / Amazon UK / AllRomance eBooks

Add Colors of Us to your Goodreads shelf! Colors of Us

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Random Thoughts: The Power of Giving Thanks

What do I like about Thanksgiving? Certainly not the cooking. My mashed potatoes are never quite right and the turkey makes a mess of my oven (last year is known as the fire extinguisher Thanksgiving). However, I’ve mastered removing the jelled cranberry sauce from the can in one piece (love that sound), so that’s something.

What I do like about Thanksgiving is exactly what the name implies. Giving thanks. Unlike other holidays, Thanksgiving is not about the gifts or ceremony. It’s about getting together with family and friends, new and old, and laughing, sharing, eating and just plain being there.

Thanksgiving makes me grateful for my life and the lives of others. It makes me treasure the good and the bad. Yes, the bad too. Everything in life can’t be rainbows and unicorns, because let’s face it, life is not about us individually. Gratitude teaches us that lesson because the act of being grateful automatically defaults you to think about others. Funny how that works. So much of our lives are about reaching personal goals, however when you step outside that blinder view and understand the role others play in helping you achieve those goals, you’ll find a true sense of gratitude.

Gratitude breeds contentment and that’s what we all truly want, right? …to be happy? When you’re content, obstacles aren’t as large and everyday life flows more freely. When you shift your focus from self-centered to a broader scope, life opens up and a greater awareness of other points of view and fulfillment become more evident.

Plain and simple: Gratitude makes us better people.

So this Thanksgiving I will be grateful to watch the Macy’s parade on TV, roast my turkey until it’s somewhat edible, slide that cranberry sauce out in one piece (yes!), and spend time with family and friends, new and old. I’ll also be grateful for the events that have happened over the course of the year, the good and bad, and the things I’ve learned from them. Most of all, I will be grateful for the people who have wandered across my path and made a difference in my life. I’ll give thanks to the power of gratitude.

Thank you to everyone who follows me on my blog and social media forums, reads my work, and supports me. You make a difference in my life and I hope my writing somehow makes a small difference in yours.

If you’re looking for a delicious drink (didn’t you know it’s way easier to feel grateful with a cocktail in your hand), here’s a recipe for my favorite:

French Martini: Ketel One Vodka ~Vermouth ~ Pineapple Juice ~ Chambord

Shake the first three with ice. Pour into a pretty martini glass. Add the Chambord before serving. The deep red liquor will sit at the bottom of the glass creating a beautiful presentation.

What are you grateful for this Thanksgiving?


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Mid Week Tease: To Serve and Protect #MWTease

Happy Mid Week Tease!

Here’s a snippet from the cutting room floor of the short story I’m working on.

Hope you enjoy this deleted scene. I’ll share more from “To Serve and Protect” next week!

Cops are patient. Most don’t start that way, but after a few stake-outs patience seeps into their psyche and becomes as second nature as jerking off. Maddox, perched on the seat of his vintage Harley, waited in the shadows. Stagnate air of the underground parking garage eased in and out of his nostrils as he kept surveillance on the only way in or out of Weatherby’s garage by foot. Jaz inadvertently tipped him off they’d they’d parked in the garage when she sent Jimmy down for her wayward lip gloss. Following them will help Maddox in two ways. First, he’d get a location on Jaz and second, they’d get an ID on Vino’s car. Bonus.

A dull ding echoed through the garage and two forms emerged from the smudged steel elevator doors. Bingo. Maddox watched them walk to the black two-door Mercedes Benz parked at the end of the row. The black Benz was the second of Maddox’s guess of Vino’s car. He’d figured the Range Rover was more his speed. Vino opened the passenger door for Jaz but before moving to the drivers’ seat, he stopped and scanned the garage. Maddox could’ve sworn his gaze rested on him for a split second before he strode to the other side of the car and slid in. A roar of the engine filled the garage as the engine revved. Maddox backed his bike further into the shadows when the Benz’s headlights flashed from the corner.

Maddox counted to three after Vino steered his car to the exit before turning the ignition key and heading to the ramp. He reached the street in time to spot the black Benz. Maddox knew the streets well and easily tailed Vino to the low rise loft building off of Canal Street. Maddox pulled down the corner street and parked his motorcycle before heading by foot up the sidewalk. Vino helped Jaz from the car as he spoke to her. Maddox couldn’t make out what he said, but Jaz nodded and moved toward the steps to the building’s door. Vino grabbed her arm and Maddox’s stomach turned. His first reaction was to storm the asshole and drop his corrupt ass to the sidewalk. He took a deep breath, then another. Unless Jaz was in immediate danger he’d wait. Vino pulled her from the steps and twirled her around. His hands on her shoulders as he continued to speak. Maddox crept close enough to make out part of their conversation.

“I told you I’d take care of you. Just stick to the plan.”

“I said okay, Jimmy. Let go of me.” She tried to shake off his grip.

Vino held her in his paws for a long moment before nodding and letting her go. He strode to his car and skidded from his spot. His taillights were a blur by the time Jaz fished her keys from her handbag.

Before she stuck the key into her door, Maddox ascended the concrete steps two at a time. Jaz spun around and dropped her keys. He covered her mouth and pulled her close. “Shh. Jaz. It’s me. Don’t scream.”

Her eyes were as big as some of the diamonds they’d just left but twice a beautiful. He loosened the grip on her mouth. “Derrick. What the hell are you doing?”

What the hell was he doing? The thought of her with Jimmy Vino played an evil game with his common sense. “I’m making sure you’re safe. I lost you once. I’m not about to lose you again.”

The once angry sea that swam in her eyes was replaced by something else. Her breath, a warm mixture of mint and wine, blanketed his lips as she stared into his eyes.  “I’m not going anywhere,” she whispered.

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Twenty-Five Sexy Short Stories for Less Than Two Bucks!

For a limited time grab 2 anthologies for $0.99 each!

That’s a lot of sexy, including my contributing stories, The Mobster’s Promise (HIS), and the introductory story to my novella series, The Satin Rose Experience (Keyboards and Kink)!


~12 Author Erotic Romance Anthology~

Strength. Power. Experience. No obstacle is too great when an alpha male decides what he wants, and these dominating men are so sexy and irresistible, no woman would dare think of anything but submission. Billionaires, Doms, and mobsters alike aggressively go after the women they want, and they will stop at nothing to fully possess them and make them beg for more.

Come and find out how good it feels to be HIS.


~13 Author Erotic Romance Anthology~

A night at home on the computer doesn’t have to be boring…

Feel like chatting? Or maybe doing something more daring? The stranger reaching out across cyberspace could be a creepy pervert, but what if he wasn’t? What if he’s a vampire, the sexy boy next door, or even your gorgeous boss?

Thirteen tales explore all the delicious possibilities when online relationships lead to sexy encounters away from the keyboard.

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