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Roses & Thorns
Marigold
Did you know I've started a new series?
This is me dipping my writing toes into Dark Romance. Just be warned....MY HEROES are deeply passionate men who love and respect their women and will go to the ends of the world to protect them.
So what makes my new series - Roses & Thorns - dark?
The intense cruelty these women are forced into, some of them from a very early age. In each new book you will be emotionally torn by the situation each woman finds herself. Situations that are dark and demeaning.
Trigger warning PEOPLE!!
If you have enjoyed my Club Zodiac series where there is heavy BDSM play and each couple finds their HEA, then take it a step Darker and dive into Marigold today.
Happy Reading!
Did you know I've started a new series?
This is me dipping my writing toes into Dark Romance. Just be warned....MY HEROES are deeply passionate men who love and respect their women and will go to the ends of the world to protect them.
So what makes my new series - Roses & Thorns - dark?
The intense cruelty these women are forced into, some of them from a very early age. In each new book you will be emotionally torn by the situation each woman finds herself. Situations that are dark and demeaning.
Trigger warning PEOPLE!!
If you have enjoyed my Club Zodiac series where there is heavy BDSM play and each couple finds their HEA, then take it a step Darker and dive into Marigold today.
Happy Reading!
ROCCO
Are you ready for the next adventure? Pepper and I are so excited for you to read our new Danger Bluff series. Rocco is book one and releases on Sept 12.
This series will be available at all major ebook retail locations.
How about a little tease?
“Do you know his name?”
“The new owner?” Shoot. She’d lost track of the conversation with her wandering thoughts.
He leaned closer. “Yes, Little one, the new owner.”
Sadie’s breath hitched. Had he just called her Little one? She swallowed hard as she held his gaze. Her trembling hand reached to tuck that stubborn lock of hair back again and failed.
Rocco pushed his chair back a few inches. “Come here.” He reached for her hand.
She had no idea what his intentions were, but she could no more deny him than her next breath as she set her smaller hand in his and let him help her down from the chair.
“Turn around, Sadie,” he encouraged, his voice gentle.
She nearly tripped over her sandals as she spun to face away from him. Why was she obeying him like this? It felt like he’d dug into her deepest special place when he’d demanded she come to him, but he’d flayed her open when he’d called her Little one. Now, she was putty.
“Can you kneel, Little one?”
She twisted her head around to look at him. He was so tall that with him sitting they were nearly eye-to-eye. “Sir?” She shivered as she used the term. It slid out naturally.
He reached for the band in her hair and eased it off, letting the long straight locks tumble down her back and around her shoulders. “Your hair, Little one. It’s annoying you. I’m pretty good with hair. Let me fix it.”
Her heart raced as she continued to stare at him.
He smiled. A heart-stopping smile that made her want to do anything to ensure he looked at her like that. “I’ll be able to reach better if you lower to your knees.” He winked at her.
“Oh.” As she turned to face away from him again, she lowered onto shaky knees.
“Are you just hitting on me because I’m the only woman at the resort so far, and you want to be the first of the men to get me into bed?” she blurted skeptically. She didn’t feel apologetic for her question. She needed to be brave, bold, and upfront.
Rocco shook his head. “No, Little girl. I’m not hitting on you at all. The connection between us is already solid. I know you feel it, too. And none of the rest of my team will be making a move on you. I can assure you of that.”
She flinched. “Why? Am I not attractive enough?”
His eyes went wide. “Sweetheart, you’re the most attractive woman I’ve ever seen in my life. The rest of the guys know I feel that way. That’s why they won’t be vying for your attention. I already told them you were mine.”
Still feeling defensive because she thought she should, Sadie crossed her arms defiantly, tucking Edgar under one elbow. “That was awfully possessive of you.”
“Mmm-hmm.” He lifted a hand and slowly cupped her face.
She instinctively tipped her cheek into his palm. His touch calmed her and made her feel silly for questioning him.
“Do you think Edgar will mind if I help you get ready for bed, tuck you in, and read you a story?”
Sadie shook her head. “He likes stories.”
“Good.” Rocco slid his hand down from her cheek, over her shoulder, and lower until he clasped her hand. “Where are your jammies, sweetheart?”
“In my dresser.”
Rocco guided her to the small dresser. “Pick something out, Little one.”
When he let go of her hand, she missed his touch immediately. She quickly opened the second drawer and selected a lightweight pajama set. The long-sleeved top and pants were soft cotton and covered with penguins.
“I’m sensing a pattern here,” Rocco commented, a bit of laughter in his voice.
“I like penguins,” she admitted.
“They are very cute animals. Did you know the daddy emperor penguin tucks the egg under him and balances it on his feet for months, guarding it with his life?”
Sadie nodded, wide-eyed, surprised Rocco knew so much about penguins. “I’ve seen that in documentaries. It’s so sweet.”
Rocco reached up a hand to cup her face. “Daddies can be fierce protectors.”
She knew her eyes remained wide while she held his gaze.
“I want you to know that you can count on me to defend you at any cost, too.”
This series will be available at all major ebook retail locations.
How about a little tease?
“Do you know his name?”
“The new owner?” Shoot. She’d lost track of the conversation with her wandering thoughts.
He leaned closer. “Yes, Little one, the new owner.”
Sadie’s breath hitched. Had he just called her Little one? She swallowed hard as she held his gaze. Her trembling hand reached to tuck that stubborn lock of hair back again and failed.
Rocco pushed his chair back a few inches. “Come here.” He reached for her hand.
She had no idea what his intentions were, but she could no more deny him than her next breath as she set her smaller hand in his and let him help her down from the chair.
“Turn around, Sadie,” he encouraged, his voice gentle.
She nearly tripped over her sandals as she spun to face away from him. Why was she obeying him like this? It felt like he’d dug into her deepest special place when he’d demanded she come to him, but he’d flayed her open when he’d called her Little one. Now, she was putty.
“Can you kneel, Little one?”
She twisted her head around to look at him. He was so tall that with him sitting they were nearly eye-to-eye. “Sir?” She shivered as she used the term. It slid out naturally.
He reached for the band in her hair and eased it off, letting the long straight locks tumble down her back and around her shoulders. “Your hair, Little one. It’s annoying you. I’m pretty good with hair. Let me fix it.”
Her heart raced as she continued to stare at him.
He smiled. A heart-stopping smile that made her want to do anything to ensure he looked at her like that. “I’ll be able to reach better if you lower to your knees.” He winked at her.
“Oh.” As she turned to face away from him again, she lowered onto shaky knees.
“Are you just hitting on me because I’m the only woman at the resort so far, and you want to be the first of the men to get me into bed?” she blurted skeptically. She didn’t feel apologetic for her question. She needed to be brave, bold, and upfront.
Rocco shook his head. “No, Little girl. I’m not hitting on you at all. The connection between us is already solid. I know you feel it, too. And none of the rest of my team will be making a move on you. I can assure you of that.”
She flinched. “Why? Am I not attractive enough?”
His eyes went wide. “Sweetheart, you’re the most attractive woman I’ve ever seen in my life. The rest of the guys know I feel that way. That’s why they won’t be vying for your attention. I already told them you were mine.”
Still feeling defensive because she thought she should, Sadie crossed her arms defiantly, tucking Edgar under one elbow. “That was awfully possessive of you.”
“Mmm-hmm.” He lifted a hand and slowly cupped her face.
She instinctively tipped her cheek into his palm. His touch calmed her and made her feel silly for questioning him.
“Do you think Edgar will mind if I help you get ready for bed, tuck you in, and read you a story?”
Sadie shook her head. “He likes stories.”
“Good.” Rocco slid his hand down from her cheek, over her shoulder, and lower until he clasped her hand. “Where are your jammies, sweetheart?”
“In my dresser.”
Rocco guided her to the small dresser. “Pick something out, Little one.”
When he let go of her hand, she missed his touch immediately. She quickly opened the second drawer and selected a lightweight pajama set. The long-sleeved top and pants were soft cotton and covered with penguins.
“I’m sensing a pattern here,” Rocco commented, a bit of laughter in his voice.
“I like penguins,” she admitted.
“They are very cute animals. Did you know the daddy emperor penguin tucks the egg under him and balances it on his feet for months, guarding it with his life?”
Sadie nodded, wide-eyed, surprised Rocco knew so much about penguins. “I’ve seen that in documentaries. It’s so sweet.”
Rocco reached up a hand to cup her face. “Daddies can be fierce protectors.”
She knew her eyes remained wide while she held his gaze.
“I want you to know that you can count on me to defend you at any cost, too.”
Oleander
Who is ready for more Roses & Thorns???
Oleander will release on Oct 10th - little secret you can get an early copy from my website - www.beccajameson.com.
Here is an excerpt for you:
Jagger’s hands landed on her shoulders.
She flinched for a moment and then leaned into him. He was so solid, emotionally and physically.
“Thank you for sharing that with me,” he said softly.
She chuckled. “Which part? The part where you had to endure listening to how badly I’ve been abused or the part where some strange fucked-up girl has fantasies about you fucking her.”
He wrapped an arm around her and held her against him. “I will listen to anything you want to tell me, honey, and I’m glad you feel like you can share. Both the good and the bad. You are not fucked-up. You’ve been through a lot. Horrific things. You’re going to need counseling to work through your experiences. You might even want to see the same counselor Gemma goes to. Dr. Carol Langston. She’s been a godsend for Gemma. She’s a therapist with the FBI.”
At the moment, Kally couldn’t imagine repeating all of that to another person, but she might feel differently someday. Plus, that doctor would already know most of the story from Gemma. That could be nice.
“As for you having fantasies about having sex with me, I have a few things to say.”
She stiffened.
“Not bad things. Don’t panic. Just things to think about. One, you are precious, sexy, smart, gorgeous, and so fucking strong. If by some chance I ever get the opportunity to call you mine, I’ll be the luckiest man on earth. I knew that in my soul as soon as I met you. You bring me to my knees. I haven’t made a solid rational decision since I met you. Two, I don’t mean to sound patronizing, but you can’t make life-altering decisions right now. You’re still reeling from a year of hell. It would be selfish of me to take something precious from you before you’re emotionally ready to consent. And three…”
Kally’s breath hitched when his mouth came closer to her ear. “I will never fuck you. Not in a million years. I would make sweet, sweet love to you until you scream my name over and over, but it would never be violent or forced.”
Her knees nearly gave out. It was a good thing he was holding her upright. Her mind was reeling from his words. The combination of his warm breath, his soft tone, and his caring words made her feel an actual genuine arousal for the first time in her life.
She’d been aroused before, many times in the past year, but always by force. Being restrained and sometimes blindfolded while strangers groped her until she grew wet was humiliating and mortifying. It was worse when they laughed.
No one had ever penetrated her. That part of her had been saved for her buyer. But they’d tried to train her body to react to the slightest touch to her nipples or clit. She wasn’t even sure if she would ever want someone to touch her like that again.
Except for some reason, she found herself craving exactly that from the man currently holding her together. Would she be able to endure his touch in reality? She wasn’t sure. She might actually kick him in the balls and run and hide.
He rocked her body back and forth, never letting go. After a few minutes, he gave her another squeeze. “I need to ask you more questions, honey. Can you tell me more? I know it’s the last thing you want to do, but time is of the essence. There are four more women out there somewhere. The FBI would like to find them.”
“I’ll do whatever I can,” she responded.
Oleander
Oleander will release on Oct 10th - little secret you can get an early copy from my website - www.beccajameson.com.
Here is an excerpt for you:
Jagger’s hands landed on her shoulders.
She flinched for a moment and then leaned into him. He was so solid, emotionally and physically.
“Thank you for sharing that with me,” he said softly.
She chuckled. “Which part? The part where you had to endure listening to how badly I’ve been abused or the part where some strange fucked-up girl has fantasies about you fucking her.”
He wrapped an arm around her and held her against him. “I will listen to anything you want to tell me, honey, and I’m glad you feel like you can share. Both the good and the bad. You are not fucked-up. You’ve been through a lot. Horrific things. You’re going to need counseling to work through your experiences. You might even want to see the same counselor Gemma goes to. Dr. Carol Langston. She’s been a godsend for Gemma. She’s a therapist with the FBI.”
At the moment, Kally couldn’t imagine repeating all of that to another person, but she might feel differently someday. Plus, that doctor would already know most of the story from Gemma. That could be nice.
“As for you having fantasies about having sex with me, I have a few things to say.”
She stiffened.
“Not bad things. Don’t panic. Just things to think about. One, you are precious, sexy, smart, gorgeous, and so fucking strong. If by some chance I ever get the opportunity to call you mine, I’ll be the luckiest man on earth. I knew that in my soul as soon as I met you. You bring me to my knees. I haven’t made a solid rational decision since I met you. Two, I don’t mean to sound patronizing, but you can’t make life-altering decisions right now. You’re still reeling from a year of hell. It would be selfish of me to take something precious from you before you’re emotionally ready to consent. And three…”
Kally’s breath hitched when his mouth came closer to her ear. “I will never fuck you. Not in a million years. I would make sweet, sweet love to you until you scream my name over and over, but it would never be violent or forced.”
Her knees nearly gave out. It was a good thing he was holding her upright. Her mind was reeling from his words. The combination of his warm breath, his soft tone, and his caring words made her feel an actual genuine arousal for the first time in her life.
She’d been aroused before, many times in the past year, but always by force. Being restrained and sometimes blindfolded while strangers groped her until she grew wet was humiliating and mortifying. It was worse when they laughed.
No one had ever penetrated her. That part of her had been saved for her buyer. But they’d tried to train her body to react to the slightest touch to her nipples or clit. She wasn’t even sure if she would ever want someone to touch her like that again.
Except for some reason, she found herself craving exactly that from the man currently holding her together. Would she be able to endure his touch in reality? She wasn’t sure. She might actually kick him in the balls and run and hide.
He rocked her body back and forth, never letting go. After a few minutes, he gave her another squeeze. “I need to ask you more questions, honey. Can you tell me more? I know it’s the last thing you want to do, but time is of the essence. There are four more women out there somewhere. The FBI would like to find them.”
“I’ll do whatever I can,” she responded.
Oleander
