New Siren-Bookstrand Releases in March

I'm pleased to announce three new Siren-Bookstrand books are now available


TWO NEW COWBOY SEX INSTALLMENTS!

A Top Ten Siren-Bookstrand Bestseller




Mitch Colony knows all about personal sacrifice. Burdened by responsibilities that weren’t his to carry, Mitch paid his debt to society and is ready to reclaim the woman he loves.


Brock Sheldon and Rory Matthews understand Mitch carries an enormous amount of heartache and pain. Bad choices led Mitch down a destructive path, and while he is ready to leave the past behind, Brock and Rory have their family to consider.

Embedded in the BDSM lifestyle, Mitch has eclectic tastes and he is legendary for several reasons, but his sexual preferences aren’t most disconcerting for Brock and Rory. His personal connections with unsavory characters threaten to tear their happy relationship apart.

Trixie Cartwell Sheldon’s desire for three places her in a killer’s sights. Trixie hasn’t forgotten the love she and Mitch shared, and even though he still represents a dangerous past, she wants him at any cost. What she doesn’t realize is the going rate for love is very high indeed.




A Top Ten Siren-Bookstrand Bestseller



Trying to outrun a destructive relationship, Kimberly Cartwell finds passion and protection through the love and admiration of two powerful Doms. Unveiling secrets about Kimberly’s past, Wyatt Clanton and Sebastian Ketchum purchase Kimberly’s time at a lifestyle benefit auction and prepare a rigorous submissive training program, one destined for an unwelcomed interruption.


International trouble follows Kimberly to Sebastian Ketchum’s estate. Once Kimberly is abducted, Sebastian and Wyatt are determined to find her. Pooling their resources, Sebastian and Wyatt discover Kimberly and her abductor at a South Carolina exhibitionism club. Realizing there is only one way to shield Kimberly from her past, Sebastian and Wyatt plan a train trip.

During their travels, Wyatt and Sebastian learn Kimberly not only wants to serve and please, but she is also interested in extreme BDSM. As she escapes a man who nearly ruined her, Kimberly surrenders free will by placing her faith and trust in the two men who have waited years to love her.



NEW SERIES!

Historical~BDSM~Wolf-Shifter~



Two pack masters discover an unyielding love in one woman by altering customs and forming new traditions destined to change the Wyoming Territory forever. Imprinting upon and sharing a lover, the Alphas realize their packs must join together, but they will face great opposition when their chosen mate is confronted with a wrenching decision.



Pack masters Frank Smith and Jock Corrigan aren’t enemies, but they aren’t exactly friends. Still, their similar fates have been altered by an unusual union they cannot deny. Their relationship with Carla Cassidy forces several wolves to make their independent choices. One will stand with the newly formed pack, but another will fall victim to his own selfish needs and motives. A group of new shifters will emerge and change the course of history, but not before the expanding pack’s goals are tested and tried.


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Cowboy Sex Book Five Releases Monday

AVAILABLE: Monday, March 12th
This title is offered at a 15% discount. Offer ends midnight CST, March 19th.

Cowboy Sex 5

Sex Club


"The Daughters of Cartwell and McKay Part One"

Ansley Cartwell discovers new love interests while becoming a madwoman's target. Obtaining false information, Jordie Anne Colony, the perpetrator, threatens and pursues the wrong Cartwell. By the time Ansley's men discover who wants to kill her and why, Ansley is drawn into a deceptive web destined to bring pain and heartache to those close to her.

Confronting challenges and overcoming fears, Ansley finds a remarkable safety net in the arms of devoted lovers determined to protect her at any cost, but her boyfriends have a dangerous past and a deadly secret. With one fight barely behind them, Ansley and her men face another battle and a formidable opponent capable of destroying an entire family. And even though the jealous rage of one woman didn't send Ansley to an early grave, an assassin's bullet might.


Genre: Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Western/Cowboys
Length: 112,394 words


Book Excerpt:

“You’re going to Bermuda?” Ansley asked.

By appearances, they planned to depart soon. If they wanted a third wheel, there was only a fleeting moment to mention the fact. They needed to herd the sheep out from under the wool. Spill the beans, so to speak. The clock was ticking.

Ansley released a heavy, and quite troubled, breath. “I can’t believe this is the first I’m hearing of a girls’ getaway.”

Patience shrugged. “We haven’t exactly hidden the fact.”

Barely taking note of what Patience said, Ansley thought about their motive for silence. The trip must’ve been a belated birthday present. That’s why they hadn’t told her.

She and Kimberly shared the same special day as twins, which meant Patience probably made their reservations. She wasn’t quite sure why Kimberly was aware of the itinerary while Patience kept her in the dark, but who cared about particulars? Obviously, her best friend and sister were planning to surprise her all along.

“You’re leaving today?” She’d play along. She hated to ruin their special treat.

“That’s right,” Patience replied, her eyes twinkling. “The plane takes off in two hours.”

“That soon?” Ansley squeaked. Ansley typically spent days packing for an overseas adventure.

“I thought she knew,” Patience remarked calmly, studying Kimberly.

Like hell. Whenever they organized a holiday together, the three of them spent hours in the salon, shopped for days on end, and even went as far as posting their upcoming event on all the social networking sites. Although all three girls came from wealthy families, they often acted like new money, announcing where they vacationed, shopped, and last ate dinner, if their meal carried a hefty price per plate.

Kimberly sighed. “You should’ve told her.”

Ansley paced. On second thought, given the facts before her, she feared the day had arrived when she would indeed be left behind. Perhaps they hadn’t meant for her to join them after all. “Okay. We can do this. I can improvise. It won’t be the first time I’ve left town with just the clothes on my back.”

Kimberly arched a brow.

“Don’t look at me like that. I’ve been saving. Believe me, I can spend a fortune and purchase everything from makeup to a new wardrobe once we land in Hamilton. This is doable. It would’ve been nice if one of you would’ve said something before now, but I understand. We’re all busy. Besides, you know me. I’m ready to roll on a dime.”

“We’re not talking about a tumble across a mattress,” Kimberly said.

“You’re learning, sista,” Ansley chirped, thinking Kimberly’s dry sense of humor was more drab than usual. She hadn’t cracked a smile with her comment.

Patience grabbed Kimberly by the wrist. “We don’t have time for this. If we don’t leave now, we’ll miss our plane.”

Ansley’s pulse quickened. Were they serious about ditching her? “You can’t skip town without me.”

“Why not?” Kimberly asked.

“Who will watch the bar?” Ansley leapt from her elevated position. Standing with her shoulders back, she awaited a sensible solution.

“As a co-owner, you should be able to handle this,” Kimberly pointed out.

“You’re putting me in charge?” Ansley asked, baffled. “Are you crazy?”

“Probably,” Patience muttered.

Ansley blinked. “No one in their right mind would want me to manage anything outside of maybe an orgy!”

“My thoughts exactly,” Patience agreed.

Ansley narrowed her gaze. Kimberly squirmed. “You can’t be doing this.”

“Those are my bags at the door,” Kimberly stated with rejuvenated confidence.

“Yes,” Ansley drawled suspiciously, stroking her chin like Daddy Kane often would when he processed disconcerting information. “I see the Gucci logo from here.”

For the past three months, Kimberly had been living at Clink, the nightclub they owned with Patience. Kimberly redecorated one of the private suites and made the three-thousand-square-foot area into her personal quarters. She’d been asked to leave the Cartwell ranch after she started seeing an older man her parents didn’t like.

When the relationship took a turn for the worst, Ansley had hoped she and Kimberly could be roommates, but Kimberly refused to move out of Clink. Now, Ansley understood why.

Her twin sister had decided to turn tail and run, something new she must’ve learned from Patience. Damn. Her sister was undoubtedly prepared to walk in Patience’s footsteps.

“Dodging Jason won’t mend your broken heart,” Ansley pointed out. “And you’re running from a man you love, which will make things far worse than they already are. He won’t follow you, Kimberly.”

Patience narrowed her gaze. “She doesn’t want any contact with him.”

“Good,” Ansley remarked, thinking Patience didn’t know her sister as well as she thought. If Jason strutted through Clink’s doors right then and there, he’d walk in like he owned the place, and Kimberly would either swoon or kneel at his feet. Then she’d beg him to take her back.

“Ansley, your sister believes like I do—out of sight, out of mind.”

“And that worked so well for you, too, hmm? When you cut ties from the Joseph brothers, was it out with the old and in with the new, no turning back, few regrets, and all that jazz?”

“Let me refresh your memory. I left town, went to Myrtle Beach, and met the two men who changed my life.”

She also had a little help with the McCoy brothers, but Ansley wouldn’t mention that fact.

“You of all people should know how much Kimberly needs to walk away from this situation.”

Ansley could’ve used a vacation, too. If she pointed out the obvious, Patience would immediately call her out as self-centered. And yes, in times like these, the shoe fit.

Ansley studied Kimberly, trying her best to look like Trixie or their mother might, staring down the bridge of her nose as if to imply she were about to mutter the first word and the last. Kimberly needed to hear an objective judgment on the Jason subject. Then again, her opinion was subjective, and she simply didn’t like the asshole.

“A man like Jason Neely doesn’t chase what he’s lost. If you leave town, make sure you go without any expectations.” Neely was the kind of man who loved a woman and left her with high hopes he’d return again. If rumors were true, the love ’em and leave ’em scenario had been his MO for several decades.

“Personally, I think you’re wasting your time and money. But hey, if you have cash to burn, don’t let me keep you from striking the first match.”

“I do,” Kimberly snapped. “And thanks for the expert advice on my boyfriend. You sounded just like Momma.”

Mission accomplished.

“Ex,” Ansley corrected. “He’s your ex-boyfriend.”

“Fiancé,” Patience reminded her. “Ansley, for once, give your sister a break.”

Not a chance.

Ansley warned Kimberly several years ago. She wouldn’t listen. Jason Neely’s scandalous behavior went way back. If a Dom held the potential to earn world-wide notoriety, Neely would’ve gained fame similar to that of a rock star’s. He might as well have been strung out on drugs, locked behind the magnificent gates of a fifty-million-dollar estate, with a wrecked Lamborghini in the driveway and Playmates strewn across his front lawn. Everyone in town knew Jason, or at least his reputation. If he walked in a room, whispers generated. Folks in Fletcher acted as if he were some kind of celebrity.

“Kimberly, fiancé or not, Jason won’t play games. He’s about the same age as Mom and Dads, or have you forgotten that?”

“How could I dismiss matters of age?” Kimberly mumbled. “Between you, Trixie, and Patience, I’ve been reminded at least a dozen times of the years separating us. Y’all must think he has a walker tucked away in a dark corner, along with a bedpan shoved under his mattress.”

“Doesn’t he?” Ansley asked.

Kimberly snarled. “No, he does not.”

Ansley shrugged. “Whether or not he’s ready to rock away his final days on the porch of a nursing home is hardly the question. The man has a stocked shelf of Viagra, so that should tell you something.”

“How would you know about that?”

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Please note: Books 2-4 in the Cowboy Sex are currently available from Siren-Bookstrand. Sex Party, Book One, is only available from Amazon and B&N pending the update edition of Sex Party, Book One, in an expanded format coming soon to Siren-Bookstrand.

Cowboy Boots Series by Natalie Acres

Are you looking for an ongoing series to keep you on the edge of your seat?

Ménage Amour: Erotic Cowboy Ménage Romance, F/M/M/M/M/M, BDSM, Multiple Partners, Suspense
Sydney has a problem with Bitch. The horse her father treasures more than gold is running loose and a blizzard is headed for Southwest Virginia. After spending the entire morning chasing the darn animal, she discovers she's probably not going to earn Cowgirl of the Year for her efforts. So what's a damsel in designer jeans to do? Call in reinforcements and fortunately, she knows where to find them.

The Donovan men are known for their good looks, alpha-male ways, and their skills behind stacks of hay bales. It's their skills that often keep Sydney up late at night, only she's just dreamed about them. She's never had the opportunity to act on them because her father's career often kept her on the move.

A blizzard strikes out and the Donovan brothers want to take the first step and make Sydney their own. Only first they'll have to reveal a torrid past and answer some tough questions about their family and Sydney's father. Soon, they discover their innocent little Sydney harbors several secrets of her own and from out of nowhere, a stranger rides in the storm with a surprise for the Donovan brothers.

Book Two: Cowboy Boots and Unfinished Business

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The Remingtons are faced with tremendous loss. Their father is gunned down in front of them and after the smoke clears, the only thing left is their need for revenge and their desire to protect those they love.

Leaving their lover in Italy, the Remington brothers return to Missouri with a plan to lure their enemies to their familiar homestead. Once there, they meet up with Veronica Leigh, an intelligent operative who seeks more than retribution for Wilson Remington’s death.

Veronica is in Missouri to discover a life she was never meant to lead. In the process, she finds a family she’s ready to claim for her very own, but in doing so, shares in their grief and heartache before she finds her way home.

Book Three in the Cowboy Boots series

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Seduction turns deadly when Abby Rose, an agent with the Underground Unit, decides to put a provocative spin on revenge. Her plan to sleep with a cartel leader backfires when fellow operatives refuse to let Abby face her enemy alone.

Abby’s fellow agents begin the fight of their lives. After discovering Abby will use her body to lure in the man who killed her father and their command leader, seven highly trained special operatives cope with high tensions as each man comes to terms with feelings they never acknowledged.

This team isn’t fighting for another cause or plotting the best way to take out their mark. The stakes are much higher. These men will take up arms and meet their greatest challenge as they work together to protect the woman they admire and love.

If you enjoyed Sex Party and Cowboy Boots and Untamed Hearts by Natalie Acres....

If you enjoyed Sex Party, Cowboy Boots and Untamed Hearts, and Sex Games, I think you'll like Breakfast by the Sea too. Writing as Natalie Acres, I enjoyed the action-packed drama and suspense found in Cowboy Boots and Unfinished Business and Cowboy Boots and Untamed Hearts. However, I can't remember ever creating a character quite like Jeff Jacobsen from Breakfast by the Sea. He grabbed my heart and wouldn't let go and I sincerely hope this tortured hero will stay with you long after you read the last page of Breakfast by the Sea. Available now at Siren Publishing as a pre-order selection, this novel releases on November 17th.

Much love,

Destiny Blaine/Natalie Acres

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Breakfast by the Sea

By: Destiny Blaine | Other books by Destiny Blaine | Notify me of Destiny Blaine's new releases
Categories: Erotic Romance, Menage a Trois/Quatre, Romantic Suspense, Western/Cowboys
Word Count: 77,410
Heat Level: SCORCHING
Published By: Siren-Bookstrand, Inc.

AVAILABLE: Wednesday, November 17th

This new release is offered at a 15% discount for four weeks.

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A beautiful woman with a checkered past runs a legitimate bed and breakfast on Jekyll Island. Several young men posing as cowboys move in Breakfast by the Sea and things become chaotic right from the start when the oceanfront B&B turns into a command center for a very determined group of special Super-Op Forces.

Pursuing a man known as the King of Hearts, five tough operatives fall for a woman they’re supposed to eliminate. When the team discovers Paige Lambert is in fact the Queen of Hearts, they can’t ignore their handler’s orders. Is the bed and breakfast owner destined to die for her past crimes or will she end up under the protective custody of the men hired to kill her?


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Excerpt
STORY EXCERPT



God, he was mad. He couldn’t believe they were protecting a target. He was good and damn furious. What was Adam thinking?

Jeff was fucking pissed off. He wanted an explanation. He deserved one. “Wasn’t it bad enough that you spent the last five years with a woman who seemed bound and determined to make you look like a fool?”

Adam flinched. “I deserved that. Everyone tried to tell me. I wouldn’t listen. When I took my vows, I took them to mean I’d be with the same woman until death do us part, like the minister marrying us suggested.”

“Yeah, well, congratulations. You stuck by those vows, and look where commitment and loyalty got you.”

“This isn’t about me.”

The tide rolled in and out, in and out. Jeff had been sitting there for a long time, listening to the waves break around him, staring up at the black sky, and wondering what kind of woman grabbed a man at first sight. He’d gasped for air when he’d first met her, meeting as it was, and yet he could’ve killed her in the same breath, angry when he realized her face existed in their fucking deck.

“What has gotten into you?” Adam asked, concern in his voice.

“I thought about asking you the very same thing.”

Silence. Adam mastered the gift of negotiation. He used every tactic he could to make his marks talk without giving into the need for violence.

Jeff, on the other hand, didn’t have the patience. He liked to beat the truth out of his targets, find out what they knew, and then laugh when he destroyed the kind of monster most deserving of the fate he was hired to deliver.

An eye for an eye, and based on his history, it would eventually be how he died. Men like him didn’t die old or retire to a porch swing.

Jeff knew the score. He kept a tally. The time would come when he paid the ultimate price. It was the way the universe kept a balance. The eye for an eye thing eventually got them all—good guys, bad guys, men with badges, thugs dealing drugs—every last one of them. In the end, they all met the same challenging fate.

“Do you think we’re held accountable for the things we do?”

Adam cleared his throat. “You mean for the hits?”

“Yeah,” Jeff replied thoughtfully. “Do we face the same outcome? Are we any better than those killing innocent people?”

“I think so. We put a stop to illegal activity. We hunt animals, not decent men and women.”

“Is that what you tell yourself when you drag a man away from his dinner table while he’s sitting across from his wife and small children?”

“I do,” Adam said. “If I take out one of these guys on their front lawn, I don’t think about who’s watching from inside, but that’s me.

“I think about the guys and gals who didn’t go home from work because of one of these creeps. I wonder what their victims miss in life, the Christmas holidays, the summer vacations, who they’ll never see grow up or graduate from college. That’s what I think about.

“To hell with what the thugs leave behind. I consider the blameless. I ponder what these criminals took away from those who didn’t deserve a life cut short. Then, I think of the lives I saved because I did my job and stopped a man or woman with criminal intent.”

“Do you have any idea how many shots I’ve been required to fire while the target sat with his or her family?”

“I’m sure a lot. We all have.”

“Twenty-seven,” Jeff informed him.

“And out of that many, how many do you regret?”

“Not a damn one,” Jeff admitted. “The targets all had numerous kills, and the women? Oh, God, they were the worst. Still, the older I get, I wonder if there’s a better way.”

“You’re questioning yourself?”

“Not exactly, but sometimes I ask why me? Why did I pull the trigger?”

“You chose this line of work. This isn’t the kind of job that reaches out and grabs you. Our operatives understand what they’re getting themselves into, and they realize when they enter our training program that if they ever leave, we’re unable to protect them.”

“I ain’t leavin’, so don’t worry about me,” Jeff drawled.

“Sounds like you’ve considered going somewhere.”

“No, but lately I’ve spent a lot of hours thinking about life and death. You know, about my time, and how much I have left.”

“Your time will come, whether you’re with our team or not.”

“Don’t you worry that if you live by the gun, you’ll die by its bullet?”

“If you’re behind a misguided missile fighting for the wrong cause, then yes, I believe you’ll die as you’ve lived. But we’re the good guys. We stand for what’s right, what’s worth defending. We save others by destroying evil, savage individuals who take the lives of those who had a life worth living. If you don’t find peace in anything else, hold fast to that, Jeff.”

“I still say that woman may ruin you,” Jeff changed the subject.

“Maybe, but probably not.” Adam chuckled. “I’m the rock, remember?”

“You’re the backbone of this operation, that’s for sure.”

“Rocks don’t roll uphill.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Jeff asked.

“Don’t worry about Paige. She’s out of my league.” Adam slapped Jeff on the back and walked away.

Maybe Adam thought Paige Lambert—Carpasia—was out of his league, but as far as Jeff was concerned, they were in the same class.

They were all killers. She’d killed before. He’d bet on that any day of the week and twice on Sunday. The lady wasn’t clean-handed.

Females rarely purchased guns for show. Since his fellow operatives had fallen victim to Paige’s womanly ways, Jeff would do his homework. He would find out Paige Lambert Carpasia’s secrets. Then, he’d expose her. His team had a right to know with whom they were dealing.

In the meantime, he’d stay away from her, keep as much space between them as possible. Otherwise, he couldn’t be responsible for his actions.