I'm happy to announce that you will get more Mack and Sir on September 17th!
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Crimson
Friday, 29 August 2014
Eraser Crimson has a release date!
I'm happy to announce that you will get more Mack and Sir on September 17th!
Thursday, 21 August 2014
Eraser Crimson Teaser
Here is your first sneak peek into the 4th book in the Eraser series...
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Crimson
EXCERPT:
“Oh, for the love of … please,
suck it!” He had tried to hold out
but he needed her. He needed her hot,
wet mouth surrounding him, drawing him into her delectable body. He needed it so fucking badly. He felt his balls tighten as her mouth slid
around him, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked and fisted him and caressed him
with her tongue. “So fucking good.”
He ran his hands over her head, tightening his fingers in
her hair. He assisted her movements, pulling
her up and pushing her down. Her moans
vibrated around his cock, he could tell she loved taking him as much as he
loved her doing it.
Over and over again she took, all the way to the back of her
throat, fucking him hungrily with her mouth.
She loved the control, the sound of his moans, the power she held, the
way his fingers curled in her hair and the way his hips shifted ever so
slightly when he was overcome with pleasure.
Pleasure she was giving him. And when his control slipped and he began to
move more, when he started to forcefully pound into her mouth, she loved that
too. The dirty feeling it elicited to be
taken by him, to have her hair pulled as he fucked her in that way, was
strangely empowering. She had no problem
with him using her body for his pleasure.
She fucking loved it.
Her beautiful jade eyes focused on his and he almost came
undone.
“Stop!” He pulled her
head up by tugging on her hair. He was
breathing heavy, fighting for control.
He squeezed his eyes shut then reopened them to focus on the woman
kneeling before him. She licked her lips and smiled. And he couldn’t believe how
lucky he was to have found her. He
needed her then, more than he had ever before.
“Turn around.”
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Monday, 18 August 2014
Ben is the bomb!
One of the biggest influences when I write is music! If you have read Finding My Way or watched my Crossroads trailer or played the playlists, you will probably already know how much I love this guy.
Then I searched YouTube to see what else he had done. I found this clip and I fell in love with one of the most talented performers I have ever seen:
What do you do on a cold night in Holland? You play on your balcony, a crowd follows the sound and you spread the love, that's what. Gives me shivers every time ...
I stumbled across Ben Howard on Facebook back in 2012 when a page I was following randomly posted this clip one day. I instantly enjoyed his vocal style and the 'tongue in cheek' way he performed.
Then I searched YouTube to see what else he had done. I found this clip and I fell in love with one of the most talented performers I have ever seen:
What do you do on a cold night in Holland? You play on your balcony, a crowd follows the sound and you spread the love, that's what. Gives me shivers every time ...
And this one is in the playlist for my upcoming novel, New Beginnings ...
Get the music!
Friday, 15 August 2014
Signed Paperback Order Cut-off
Hi y'all! If you are attending the Sydney Author Event this November and wish to reserve copies of my paperbacks I will be closing the pre-order form this Sunday night. Why? Because they get printed in the US and the shipping costs are astronomical. If I order well in advance I can literally save hundreds of dollars to pay for 'slow freight'. Cutting costs means cheaper books for you!
But paying for the slower shipping option also means I am running out of time to get my order in. So if you wish to place a pre-order to be collected from the Sydney signing, here is the link:
And if you wish to order any of my books to be sent to you directly please place your orders here (also by Sunday night to guarantee stock):
Thanks!
Thursday, 14 August 2014
The Closer To You Series by A.L. Jackson
Jared Holt is has one of the most tortured souls I've ever read about. The Closer To You series is another devastatingly beautiful written tale from one of my favourite authors.
Aleena Moore is content with her life. She has goals and dreams and an easy smile. She also has a secret she holds locked inside.Jared Holt believes he doesn’t deserve to love or be loved. He destroys everything he touches. Haunted by the mistake that shattered his life, he’s fled from the memory of that pain.
Jared doesn’t know why he’s compelled to return, but finds himself drawn back to the place where it all began. The exact place where it ended. When he runs into his childhood best friend, Aleena’s older brother Christopher, he agrees to share Christopher and Aleena’s apartment while he looks for a place of his own.
Aleena is no longer the little girl Jared remembers from his past and evokes feelings in him he never wanted to feel again. Terrified of destroying her, he fights to keep her away. But her touch is something he can’t resist—the touch that sealed his fate.
Their pasts are intertwined and their futures uncertain. The only truths they know are the secrets they whisper in the night.
EXCERPT:
Finally, I found the courage to slip my key into the
lock. Quietly, I edged the door open to the darkened room. Muted light bled
from the kitchen. The air inside tasted thick with the unknown.
My heart rate increased as I chanced a step deeper into
the room. I could hear him, the shallow breaths he panted into the room, this
tension that radiated through the enclosed space. For a moment I stilled.
Pictures of us playing as kids ran through my mind, the way he’d wait for me to
catch up then tug at my hair when I finally did. Hurry up, slow poke, before
your brother makes you go home. The memories of that boy drew me forward.
My eyes slowly adjusted to the faint light. His outline
came into view, this unrecognizable man stretched out across the length of the
couch. Lost in sleep, his bare chest rose and fell, the motion almost labored,
as if he struggled to get his lungs to work. One arm was flung over his face.
He slept in his jeans, his feet extended at the end of the couch. The entirety
of his exposed body was marked, covered in lines and colors and indistinct
designs.
I edged forward. An unknown fascination twitched my fingers,
and I fought with the need to feel something familiar in the backdrop of
someone who was so entirely unfamiliar. I held my breath as I closed in on the
couch, inched forward and allowed my gaze to travel along his body. His eyes popped open, and I gasped as I stumbled back.
He jerked to sitting, eyes wild as they worked to focus
on me. They softened minimally as he took me in, roamed and searched. Even
then, they pinned my back to the wall. I just stood there, breathless.
When he whispered, his voice pierced something inside of
me. “Aly?”
I was a fool if I ever thought I could let it go. I blinked and tried to orient myself, forcing myself to
speak. “I’m sorry for waking you.”
He said nothing, just watched me with fiery eyes. I
fidgeted and dropped my face under the intensity of his gaze. Flattening myself
against the wall, I slid further down the hall and fumbled behind me to find my
door knob. I pushed it open and escaped inside because I had no idea what to do
with all the thoughts that tumbled through my mind.
I stood in the middle of my room, staring at the back of
my closed door. A faint glow crawled in from underneath.
Shedding my clothes and damp suit, I pulled on a new
pair of panties, some sleep shorts, and a matching tank. I crawled onto my bed,
flopped on my back, and stared at the ceiling. My pulse accelerated as I thought of him just on the
other side of my door.
Jared Holt was here.
A whisper of a smile edged my mouth. He was real, no
longer this veiled mystery that I’d hidden away in my heart. He breathed. He
lived.
A second chance at love…
Jared Holt never thought he deserved either—until he found both in the arms of Aly Moore. Aly has loved Jared for as long as she can remember, and she’s more than ready for the future they’re making together. But Jared can’t help remembering his own family. And he’ll never forgive himself for what happened to them. How can he allow himself the very happiness he once destroyed?
To live a life worthy of Aly, Jared knows he has to stop running and finally put his past to rest. But when he decides to face his demons head on, he encounters more than he bargained for: a dangerous mix of jealousy, lies, and dishonest intentions. When those intentions threaten Aly, Jared loses all control, giving into the rage that earned him his bad boy reputation years before. And he’ll fight to protect her no matter what it costs…even if he destroys himself in the process.
EXCERPT:
Under his stare, I squirmed, fisted the sheets at my sides.
When he stepped forward, he slowly he came into
view. He towered over me. As he approached, my eyes caressed the sharp angles
of his face. My attention jumped along the deformed, warped story played out on
his chest and down the deep lines cut into his rugged stomach. His hips jutted
out above his tight underwear, something so tempting in the way he moved.
Sinewy muscle bunched and flexed beneath the color of his strong arms, bristled
in the corded strength of his powerful legs.
A tremor rolled
through me. He was indescribable. Devastating.
So hard, every
inch of him, callused from the wounds that had marred his life, this terrifying
beauty that held me captive, tying me somewhere to the darkest places of his
soul.
But his eyes…
they were soft. Bright. Filled my own darkness with light.
A.L. Jackson is the New York Times bestselling author of Take This Regret and Lost to You, as well as other contemporary romance titles, including Come to Me Quietly, Come to Me Softly,
Pulled, When We Collide, and If Forever Comes.
Wednesday, 13 August 2014
The Regret Series by A. L. Jackson
Christian Davison came into mine, and I knew I’d never be the same.
To Elizabeth Ayers, New York City had always been a dream. She’s worked her entire young life to make it here.
Groomed to one day take over his father’s law firm, attending Columbia University was Christian Davison’s only option.
Neither wanted anything more until they sat across from each other at a café table after being paired as study partners.
Christian wants her, but Elizabeth knows better than to give into their intense attraction. Yet there is little she can do to stay away.
Lost to You, the prequel to the bestselling romance, Take This Regret. A New Adult novella, recommended for readers 17+. It’s unnecessary to have read Take This Regret to enjoy Lost to You.
EXCERPT:
“So how’s your math class going?” Christian wiped a napkin over his mouth, sat back in his chair with a satisfied sigh as he pushed his plate away. Completely casual, he appeared to be unaware of the chaos he created in me.
“Okay, thanks to you.”
A smirk pulled at his mouth. “What would you do without me, Elizabeth?”
“Oh, I don’t know, find another cute boy to help me with math,” I said, anticipating his reaction if I teased him a little.
For a flash, his eyes narrowed, then a dangerous grin spread across his face. “So I’m just dispensable, huh? Easily replaced?” He hunched and lowered, pressed his chest into the table to meet me at eye level, this slow playfulness coming across him. “How about I let you fail next time?”
“Well how about I feed you the wrong answers when we study for our next government test?” I countered.
He faked a disbelieving laugh, a gentle ribbing that twisted its way straight to my heart. He was so cute like this, like a harmless boy and not the man who made me fearful, not the one who urged me to hold onto my affections, careful not to let them go.
“You’re going to feed me the wrong answers, huh? You?” he challenged.
The entire meal I’d felt his leg stretched under the table, reaching, giving in to casual brushes, then receding as if they hadn’t happened.
Now Christian abruptly extended his leg, wove it between my legs, direct and bold. My breath caught. It was the closest we’d ever come to an embrace.
I averted my gaze, but couldn’t for long because I could feel him staring at me.
His voice dropped. “You, sweet Elizabeth, the most innocent girl I know, is going to feed me the wrong answers? I bet you’ve never even told a lie.”
Heat flooded my face.
He was taunting me, prodding. Is that what he really thought of me? Innocent? But honestly, I guess I was. Well maybe not innocent. . .just inexperienced. I had no idea how to play Christian’s games, no idea of what the girls he surrounded himself with were like, although I could only imagine. It had to be my greatest disadvantage. Vulnerability oozed from my consciousness, and I shifted in discomfort.
Christian could devour me whole.
His expression shifted as he edged even closer, his voice a whisper, “Just how innocent are you, Elizabeth?”
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EXCERPT:
Christian froze when he realized he was too late; he’d
done too much harm. He stood silently and watched the man who was only supposed
to be her friend sit in the spot where he should have been. He watched Matthew
adoring the girl who deserved every touch and embrace, the girl who deserved a
man better than he knew himself to be. She deserved a man like Matthew who had
stepped up and filled the place Christian should never have stepped away from.
He allowed the pain to well up in his chest, and he said
a silent goodbye to the girl he would always love. He stepped back and let the
door close between them. As he escaped down the hall, he trained his attention
on the floor, not allowing himself to look through the large glass window where
he knew his child slept. He knew if he saw, he would never be able to walk
away.
After all, it was for the best.
Christian Davison’s life is complete. With a ring on Elizabeth’s finger and his daughter at his side, he’s ready to run headlong into their future.
Elizabeth Ayers never believed she would again find this kind of joy—the joy of a family and the wholeness found in the touch of the man she’s always loved.
Their love is intense and their passion only grows as they set out to rediscover each other.
But life is never easy.
Rocked by the unforeseen, Christian and Elizabeth will find themselves fighting for the one thing they hold most important—family.
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EXCERPT:
I pushed her up against the window. Elizabeth grunted. She sagged against the expansive sheet of glass, the perfect lines of her body silhouetted against the backdrop of the city that seemed to echo my past, the memories so thick, they seemed almost alive.
I took a step back and let my eyes wander over the one who
inhabited them all.
Gradually the lines of that beautiful face came into
focus, and for a moment, my gaze got lost in the amber warmth of her soft brown
eyes. Devotion pumped steadily through my veins. I loved her. Loved her with
everything, with my life, with my soul.
And I was going to spend my entire life proving it to her.
My actions were slow and deliberate as I knelt down in
front of her, watching the way her lips parted when I did. I slipped my hands
under the hem of her dress, ran them up the softness of her thighs and around
to cup her perfect, round bottom, my fingers brushing lace and satin. Her dress
was all bunched up on my forearms as I hiked it around her hips. The long
length of her toned legs were exposed as she stood there trembling in her
boots.
“You have the sweetest ass, Elizabeth,” I whispered as I
burrowed my fingers into the delicate flesh. There was no stopping the
overwhelming rush of need that burned through my system when I touched her this
way. Flames licked at my skin and pulsed heat into my veins.
Every single inch of my body hardened.
“You always have,” I said as I stared up at her. “Do you
know that? The first time I saw you ten years ago in that little cafe, all I
could think about was finding out what you had hidden underneath your clothes.
And it’s perfection, Elizabeth. Every inch of you is perfection.”
Elizabeth watched down on me with dark, hungry eyes.
Deliberately my hand slid around to her front. My tongue darted out to wet my
lips as I nudged her legs farther apart. I ran my knuckles over the scrap of
dampened lace between her thighs.
Vibrations shook her, and she grasped my shoulders for
support. “Christian,” pushed from her lungs in a quiet plea, her fingers
desperate as they curled in my shirt.
My name on her tongue sounded like heaven.
I suppressed a pained groan and let my hands trail back
down her legs to the top of her boots. I sat back a little, one knee on the
floor and the other bent with my foot planted in front of me. I brought her
foot up to rest on my knee. “I want you to remember this night, Elizabeth.”
Slowly I dragged the zipper down the inside of her leg to her ankle. The
distinct sound infiltrating the hush of the room slammed me with a shot of
lust, curled as the tightest knot in the pit of my stomach. I had to will
myself to keep it under control, to go slow, because I wanted to savor this night.
“I want you to forever remember the first time I make love to you in the city
where we started all those years ago.”
A.L.
Jackson is the New York Times bestselling author of Take This Regret and Lost
to You, as well as
other contemporary romance titles, including Come to Me Quietly, Come to Me
Softly, Pulled,
When We Collide, and If Forever Comes.
She first
found a love for writing during her days as a young mother and college student.
She filled
the journals she carried with short stories and poems used as an emotional
outlet for the difficulties
and joys she found in day-to-day life.
Years
later, she shared a short story she’d been working on with her two closest
friends and, with
their encouragement, this story became her first full length novel. A.L. now
spends her days writing
in Southern Arizona where she lives with her husband and three children. Her
favorite pastime
is spending time with the ones she loves.
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