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Treasure Me (Alpha Four, Book 1):
Reputable
fine art broker Sophie Graystone has a knack for acquiring one-of-a-kind
artifacts. A seasoned professional, she marches to the beat of her own drum and
takes direction from no one.
Lt.
Dagan “Rebel” Caldwell, ex-Army Ranger and investigator for Alpha Four, is
driven by an iron will to succeed and is talented in the ability to convince
others to conform. He soon learns that he has met his match in one certain
female.
Assigned
to investigate several attempted thefts of Sophie’s paintings, Rebel’s skill
and talent are sorely tested when Sophie challenges him at every turn,
aggravating and arousing him in the process. Desperate to get his man, Rebel
uses her rebellion as a secret weapon, hoping to win her heart in the process.
Tame Me (Alpha Four, Book 2):
Relaxed,
laid-back spa owner Kat Abbott isn't immune to confrontation - being the
daughter of a federal judge has taught her not to cower in the face of
challenge.
Former
Army Ranger, demolitions expert, and member of Alpha Four, Jace
"Chaos" Taylor has made it his life's mission to obliterate evil,
despite being haunted by shadows of the past.
Thrown
together by a madman's vengeance, Kat and Chaos find themselves in unfamiliar
territory. Both accustomed to calling the shots, their relationship is
complicated, to say the least. Yet, when evil takes the upper hand, the couple
must overcome obstacles that threaten to separate them forever.
Watch Me (Alpha Four, Book 3):
Event
planner Carley Kensworth lives an extremely structured lifestyle, planning each
activity down to the most minute detail. Organization is the name of the game
and she refuses to falter.
Sgt.
Gage “Ace” Moore, ex-Army Ranger, skilled sniper, and Alpha Four investigator,
thrives on living in the moment, content to tackle obstacles as they appear.
Intent on untying Carley’s structured strings, he vows to show her the value of
spontaneity.
Ace’s
patience pays off when Carley finally agrees to break free of her protective
shell and do things his way. However, when Carley’s events become victims of
sabotage, both structure and spontaneity prove to be the key to saving her
reputation and her life.
Humor Me (Alpha Four, Book 4):
Licensed
psychologist and relationship expert, Olivia “Liv” Blackwell uses her people
skills to orchestrate happily ever afters for her exclusive clients. Blessed with a natural talent for social
grace, she is well-respected and successful.
Retired Army Ranger and founder of Alpha Four, Cpt. Beck
“Thunder” Raines has refined the practice of law and order. Working long hours and under the radar keep
him out of the public eye.
Determined
to show Thunder the benefit of getting
out more, Liv accepts the task of socializing the introverted soldier. Yet, when an elaborate blackmail scheme turns
personal the couple learns a whole new type of social etiquette.
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ALPHA FOUR SERIES
PLAYLIST
Kiss from a Rose – Seal
Back in Black – AC/DC
Good to be Alive – Andy Grammer
Gorilla – Bruno Mars
Welcome to the Jungle – Guns ‘N’ Roses
Stay with Me – Sam Smith
Somebody to Love – Queen
Sweet Emotion – Aerosmith
Miss Independent – Kelly Clarkson
Shut Up and Hold On – Toby Keith
Drink You Away – Justin Timberlake
Honey, I’m Good – Andy Grammer
Mia’s Top Tens
Books/Series:
1. Steele Street series by Tara Janzen
2. Carpathian novels by Christine Feehan
3. Nauti Boys series by Lora Leigh
4. Winston Brothers series by Lori Foster
5. Masters & Mercenaries series by Lexi
Blake
6. Hot Zone series by Carly Phillips
7. In Deep Voodoo by Stephanie Bond
8. The Mackenzie Family series by Liliana
Hart
9. I’m In No Mood For Love by Rachel Gibson
10. The Bodyguards series by Cindy Gerard
Authors:
1. Lora Leigh
2. Lexi Blake
3. Lori Foster
4. Carly Phillips
5. Christine Feehan
6. Tara Janzen
7. Cindy Gerard
8. Stephanie Bond
9. Erin McCarthy
10. Liliana Hart
Actors/Celebrities:
1. Steven Tyler
2. Vin Diesel
3. John Cena
4. Matthew McConaughey
5. Owen Wilson
6. Adam Levine
7. Kelly Ripa
8. Anne Hathaway
9. Rebel Wilson
10. Leslie Mann
Excerpts
Treasure
Me, Alpha Four Book 1:
At the sound of the voice behind
her, Sophie gasped and spun around, her free fist raised and ready to put up a
fight, even more shocked at the sight of Rebel standing directly in her line of
vision. In the heat of the moment, she wasn’t sure if it was paranoia or
extreme fear – not that it mattered which one – but one or the other amped up
her adrenaline and pretty much dictated her response. Without warning, her fist
connected with his brick wall of a chest.
Not one word left his lips and he
stood stoic, obviously not bothered in the least by her attack. Probably
because her fist bounced off like a rubber ball. His lips curved into a smirk.
“Easy there, tiger.”
Ignoring his smooth, rich response
and thigh-tightening smirk, she stood on her tiptoes, wrapped both hands around
his equally-muscled shoulders, and shook him. Never mind that she couldn’t move
the mountain in front of her.
“You scared me to death!”
With little effort, he peeled her
fingers from his muscle, placed a hand to the small of her back and then led
her to an annoying familiar vehicle parked at the curb; so much for avoiding a
bodyguard. As if he’d done it a thousand times before, he opened the passenger
door and then gestured at the seat.
“In.”
Although still somewhat shocked by
the whole ordeal, she managed to find a tiny bit of resistance. She planted her
feet on the curb and raised an eyebrow.
For a few seconds, they both stood stoic, engaged in a
silent battle of wills. She had no idea just how stubborn he could be, but she
knew her own stamina and had no intention of giving in.
“Get in the car, Sophie.”
Still, she stood immobile, her eyes
narrowed, determined to wait him out. For several seconds, they simply stared
at each other, gazes locked, each issuing a silent dare. Sophie didn’t care if
her eyes caught fire, she would win this showdown. Finally, he released a hard
breath.
“Please.”
She gave him what she intended to
be a cheeky smile and entered the vehicle. He shook his head, closed the door,
and then entered the driver’s side several seconds later.
“Are you always this difficult?”
“Always.”
He chuckled as he drove away from
the curb and into traffic. “Where were you headed?”
“To my studio.”
“Normally, the tail needs that
information.”
She shrugged. “Normally.”
“Good thing I was up early.”
“Luck.”
“You wish. I knew you wouldn’t
follow instructions.”
“Really? What gave you that
impression?”
“Your father didn’t tell you much
about me, did he?”
“No.”
“Good thing.”
“Why?”
“If the Senator had told you even
half of what he knows about me, you wouldn’t have gotten in the truck.”
She swallowed hard – not out of
fear like she probably should have, but to keep the twenty or so questions from
escaping out of sheer intrigue. Apparently this man had deep dark secrets –
ones she wanted very much for him to expose.
“That still doesn’t explain how you
claim to have known I wouldn’t follow instructions.”
He moved his head toward the
rearview mirror and then turned it to the front windshield. “I was an Army
Ranger, a tracker to be exact. I’m trained to read people.” He turned and
grinned. “I knew what you planned before you did.”
“Is that so?”
He simply nodded without hesitation,
confidence oozing from every pore in his body. Oddly, the arrogance didn’t
offend her. Instead, her mouth watered and her breasts tightened to the extent
that she was sure her nipples might poke a hole in her blouse. She dabbed the
corners of her mouth with her tongue. No sense letting him see her slobber all
over him like a rabid dog.
“Okay then, O wise one, what do you
suppose I’ll do next?”
He released another of those
knee-weakening smirks and suddenly she wanted to kiss it off his face. Press her
lips against his and nibble her way all around them until she literally
swallowed him whole. As strong as she knew this man to be, there was absolutely
no doubt in her mind that his kisses would be hard and dominating. In an
attempt at self-control, she folded her arms across her chest and attempted to
appear smug.
In what she dubbed an I’m-so-smooth manner, he changed lanes
and then parked the vehicle next to a curb. “Now you’ll go inside your studio
and explain to your assistant – Robert,
if I remember correctly – why Mrs. Vanderbuilt’s painting wasn’t returned to
your studio last night as planned.”
She turned and glanced out the
passenger window at the scripted lettering on the building there. Treasure Me. Okay so he was exactly
right.
She turned and raised an eyebrow.
“Aren’t you coming along?”
“I was under the impression you
didn’t want a bodyguard.”
“I don’t.” She reached for the door
handle and pulled, annoyed when the door wouldn’t budge.
When she lifted her gaze to his and
frowned, he snickered and then the click
of the locks sounded in the silence.
“Five minutes,” he said.
She opened the door, stepped out
and then glanced back at him. “Ten,” she said as she slammed the door on any
further response.
Tame
Me, Alpha Four Book 2:
Thankful to be home under lock and
key, Kat braced herself on one hip against the doorway to the kitchen and
fought the urge to drool. Chaos stood at the stove, his jeans settled on his
perfectly–sculpted hipbones and his light blue, crisp, cotton shirt draped over
his lean torso, the sleeves cuffed and resting just above his elbows.
Unbuttoned to the fourth button – not that she was counting – that lucky, lucky
shirt rubbed his tanned, muscled abdomen with his every movement.
As if his body was not already stimulating enough, he was
cooking.
Luckily, her clients had kept her
busy all day at the spa. Otherwise she just might have locked the door and had
her wicked way with the wild stallion. When they returned to her home
approximately an hour ago, she’d made a mad dash for the shower. Space was the
best thing for them right now, but she knew that was relatively impossible. Not
with an unknown maniac on the loose.
She gave a soft sigh. The man
didn’t have an imperfection anywhere on his body. And, although she didn’t know
him all that well, she had discovered he was a little softer under his armor
than he would admit.
“Hungry?”
At the sound of his low, husky
voice, she regretfully moved her gaze from his enticing body into his
mysterious green eyes, and intercepted a look of what she interpreted as
amusement.
“Starving,” she answered
truthfully. “What did you find to cook?”
“I managed to scrounge enough for
an omelet and bacon.”
Her mouth watered and she didn’t
know for sure if the cause was his body or the smell of the food.
“Smells wonderful.”
She pushed herself off the wall and
stepped into the kitchen just as he turned away from the stove to face her. Her
heart flip–flopped in her chest and she grabbed the back of her kitchen chair
to keep from reaching for him.
He took two steps forward and then
stopped. “Come here, Kat.”
“Why?”
“You know why.”
“No, I don’t.”
He stepped in front of the chair
and reached to loosen her left hand’s hold. As soon as he freed her fingers, he
urged her forward until she stood directly in front of him.
He tipped her chin with his free
hand. “Yes, you do.”
Oh, she knew. She knew perfectly
well what was about to happen. She just hoped she could draw enough oxygen
across her lungs to keep from passing out.
“I do,” she whispered.
Milliseconds later, their lips met
and her eyes fell closed. Fireworks in vivid Technicolor exploded behind her
eyelids and she wallowed in the pure, wanton pleasure of kissing him. Warm, wet
desire pulsed between them. Desperate to feel more of the undisputed pleasure,
she groaned and leaned into him, smashing her lips harder against his.
A slight chill at her neck told her
he had brushed her hair back from her shoulder and soon she felt the warm touch
of his fingers, massaging the base of her neck. Pressure on her lower back followed
and soon their bodies aligned.
Goosebumps raced up her arms and
over her shoulders as his fingers continued to draw circles on her skin and his
lips continued to play havoc on hers. And just when she thought she’d die from
the sheer pleasure of it all, he opened his mouth over hers. She wasted no time
in opening hers as well and met his tongue with her own. Their tongues tangled
in the heated moment and then as if he couldn’t get enough of her, he opened
his mouth wider, his lips pressing impossibly harder against hers.
A whimper left her lips, a coded
plea for more of his domination. Flesh slid across flesh as their lips met in a
mutually satisfying dance.
And then something outside the ring
of fire that surrounded them intruded, threatening to penetrate and then spoil
her ecstasy.
Lost in utter contentment, she
hesitated in her assault on his lips only because of the screaming sirens in
the back of her mind. Hoping she hadn’t really heard them, she pressed her
mouth firmly back against his. Much to her dismay, he suddenly pried their lips
apart. It was then that her brain fully comprehended the sound of the security
alarm.
Watch
Me, Alpha Four Book 3:
Carley didn’t have to turn around to know the minute
he stood behind her; her body sensed his arrival. Her breasts tightened. Her
stomach muscles fluttered. A wave of heat crossed her chest, covering her skin
in a nice red blush. She turned to find a sexy smirk directed right at
her. She worked hard to keep her own tongue in her mouth, grateful when he
extended a hand and spoke first.
“May I have this dance, Miss Kensworth?”
She paused for a brief moment to listen to the music
and her heartbeat quickened when she heard the slow, sexy beat. Suddenly she
couldn’t wait to press her body against his.
She slid her hand into his and stood while she shot
her grandmother a you-were-exactly-right smirk.
“Of course,” she told him.
As soon as he held her in his arms and they swayed
gently in time to the music, all her stress and tension seemed to melt away.
Wrapped in the strength of his hold, she was content to stay there – music or
not.
“I see Remington made an appearance tonight.”
She smiled, not surprised by his knowledge.
Obviously, Nana’s observation was accurate. “Yes, he’s still working on votes for
the port.”
“Think he’s made any progress?”
“Hard to tell.” She shrugged. “Sometimes it can be
difficult to distinguish between honest interest and a polite brush-off.”
“Especially with this crowd,” he agreed as he pulled
her closer against him and then whispered against the shell of her ear. “You
look stunning.”
For once she appreciated the stilettos that wrapped
her feet. Although they weren’t the most practical or comfortable footwear, at
least they boosted her enough to whisper into his ear.
“You too.”
“I had a personal shopper.”
She grinned. Although his suit coat accented the
impressive bulge of muscles beneath and the cut of his slacks revealed the
strength of his thighs and legs as he moved, she would make only one change.
She’d ditch the tie and unbutton his shirt to the third – maybe fourth –
button. She knew from experience that would increase donations ten-fold.
Unfortunately, this dinner was not a fundraiser and it would only cause a
female riot.
Darn.
“What are you thinking?”
“How to get you naked.”
She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth to keep
from laughing out loud as he stumbled in mid-step and then gently eased her
back until his heated gaze met hers.
“You’re a beautiful tease.”
“Who says I’m teasing?”
She tilted her head to one side and waited for his
response to her totally spontaneous offer while several other couples danced
around them. Intense heat built in the small space between them and she
wondered how long it would take for either of them to combust.
He finally smashed her back against him and tightened
his hold on her hips. “Later,” he mumbled.
“Pity.” She released an exaggerated sigh. “There’s an
empty closet just behind the kitchen.”
His hands moved to the small of her back and his
fingers began to knead the muscles beneath the bare skin there. Seconds seemed
like hours while she waited for him to accept or reject her not-so-subtle
offer.
“Carley,” he said finally in a soft, low tone. “Are
you serious?”
A slow smile split her lips as she took a step back and
captured his gaze. “Absolutely.”
“Go.” He released her abruptly.
“Doubletime. I’ll only be a few minutes behind.”
