Release Blitz: Hard Road by Joanna Blake

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Title: Hard Road

Series: The Untouchables MC Book 4

Author: Joanna Blake

Release Date: January 23, 2019

 

 

 

I’m the head of the Hell Raisers MC. I have a code of honor, even if I keep it hidden. So when I see some of my guys roughing up a runaway, I step in. I just don’t expect to want her for myself.

People think I’m crazy. They’re right. They just don’t know why. Nobody knows the truth about me, but she sees right through me with her big blue eyes.

I’m reckless and wild. But when I see her, I want something different. For the first time in nearly a decade, I start thinking about what happens after.

After I catch my brother’s killer.

She doesn’t seem to care that I’m a merciless criminal who will stop at nothing for revenge. She softens me, and that’s a luxury I can’t afford.

She’s the most dangerous thing for a guy like me, but I can’t seem to stay away.

I gave up everything to find out the truth about what happened to my brother. It’s been years since his murder, and it’s taken me that long to get this close. I need to end it, once and for all.

My demons are big, but when she gets in the way, I find out my need for her is even bigger.

Hard Road is Book 4 in the Untouchables MC series. It can be read as a standalone. There is no cheating and a guaranteed happily ever after.

“Can’t sleep?”

I startled, closing the manila file on my lap quickly and sliding it into a magazine. It was dark in here. There was a chance she hadn’t noticed what I was looking at for the hundredth time since I’d gotten it earlier that afternoon.

I fucking hoped she hadn’t.

Because the file on my lap held Parker’s whole tragic, beautiful life inside it.

“I don’t sleep much.”

“Oh.”

She had an empty glass in her hand. I stood up and took it from her, carrying it to the fridge where I kept a pitcher of filtered water. That was new. I’d never given a shit about stuff like water quality before. A lot of things were new since Parker came into my life, like seeing a gorgeous girl I couldn’t touch half-dressed and half-asleep at all hours of the day and night.

Like being able to see her but not touch her. It was pretty much constant torture. Not that I wanted it to end.

Right now, I was doing my best to ignore that she was sleeping in the giant shirt I’d given her that first night. I was sure she had other things to sleep in. But she’d chosen that, of all things. And it was so fucking sexy on her it made my dick hurt.

Her legs were bare from mid-thigh down. Her gorgeous, creamy, golden thighs. Even worse, her perfect little toes were bare. Those feet of hers . . . they were the cutest damn things I’d seen in my life. I wanted to suck those toes until she screamed.

I was one thousand percent certain she was not wearing a bra.

I was one thousand percent not certain whether she was wearing panties. Part of me was praying fervently that she was. The other part of me was praying much louder than she wasn’t.

I carried the water back to her and took her hand, curling it around the glass. We stared at each other, the air between us filled with electricity. I knew this was dangerous. I was so close to saying to hell with it, pulling her into my arms and burying myself inside her for days.

Weeks.

Years.

“Parker . . .” I said, my voice raw with need. I still held her hand where it circled the cup. I rubbed my thumb over the silky skin of her inner wrist. She leaned toward me slightly, and I jerked away abruptly.

“Go back to bed,” I growled. My voice was rough and sounded harsher than I meant it to. She blinked and inhaled sharply. Then she turned tail and ran.

I stood there, feeling her absence. It was like all the air got sucked out of the room without her there. Like the warmth and beauty were gone. I was losing my damn mind. I wanted to chase her down the hallway and tackle her. Just take what I wanted, again and again, until I was satisfied.

If it was even possible to be satisfied. I doubted it. I wanted her too badly. It felt like it would never end.

Instead, I walked back to the couch and opened the file.

The first thing I saw was a picture of Parker as a little girl. I traced the picture with my fingertips, just as I’d done the first time I saw the picture. She was precious. Confidence and intelligence shone out of her stunning blue eyes. I felt an overwhelming sense of tenderness well up inside me.

I bet that’s what her kids will look like, I thought. Pure and perfect, just like her.

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Joanna Blake loves good old fashioned romance, men who open doors and work with their hands. Hot Blooded Heroes is a series of sizzling stories about True Blue American men and the women who love them. She’s thrilled to be collaborating with Pincushion Press on her new series! Come along for the ride!

XoX,

Joanna

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Other books by Joanna Blake

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*Cover Reveal for Six Guns by Sara V. Zook

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Circumstance tends to bend our lives, sometimes in a direction of discomfort. Nicky Cain thought the favor he owed was a one time thing. Even a gun feels foreign in his hand. But now he’s been offered a new sports car, a beautiful home and a name for himself in the City of Haven. Having being raised with nothing, Nicky finds himself in the midst of temptations hard to turn down. All he has to do is toughen up his conscience and not question what he’s been told to do. He’s getting in too deep, and the circumstances keep presenting themselves including a beautiful woman who captivates his heart. Haven is sucking him in and becoming too much like a home. Nicky Cain has to face the fact that sometimes you don’t choose the mob life, the life chooses you.

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An arm slipped around my chest. I looked over at the naked girl beside me and smiled.
“You okay?” she asked as her fingertips lightly glided along my skin, her nails painted dark red.
“Yeah,” I told her. “Just can’t sleep.”
She smiled back as she snuggled up closer to me. I stared at her face. She had light blue eyes that wrinkled at the corners when she spoke. Her teeth were a little crooked, but I decided she was an okay looking girl, a little ragged, but not bad. She hadn’t talked that much. She closed her eyes as I continued to stare at her.
“Hey,” I said, nudging her awake again. “What’d you say your name was again?”
She smiled and sat up on her elbows, pulling the sheet up over her exposed chest. “Steph.”
That’s right. Steph. I remembered now.
“You said you liked it,” she reminded me, “you know, my name?” She grinned revealing those teeth again, which were a little frightening. Maybe I was wrong. The teeth completely changed my opinion about her being okay looking. I didn’t want to see that smile again.
I turned my back to her and sat on the edge of the bed. I raked my fingers through my hair and put on some shorts. I thumbed through a few bills from the stack of cash Carmine had given me. “Yeah, sure. Steph suits you just fine.” I turned and handed her some money. “You’d better get going.”
She pressed her lips together and frowned as she examined the money in her hand. “Stan, what the hell is this?”
Stan? Then I remembered why she was calling me that. “What do you mean what’s it for? It’s for last night.”
“I’m not a fuckin’ hooker you asshole!” she bellowed out.
“You’re not?”
“No!”
Holy shit. I could’ve sworn she was a prostitute. I wanted to ask her if she was sure, but I figured that probably wouldn’t go over too well. “Oh, well, sorry then. You can keep the money just the same.”
She glared at me with these huge eyes as if she didn’t know whether she was going to keep the money or punch me in the face. I deserved the punch in the face either way. She angrily got dressed and headed to the door as she slipped her heels on. “I have never been so insulted in my whole life.”
I shrugged. I just wanted her to go. “Well, there’s a first time for everything.”
“Don’t ever look me up again if you’re back in Haven,” Steph warned me.
I turned my head away from her. “You don’t have to worry about that.”
I could feel her eyes on me even though I wasn’t looking at her. “You fuckin’ prick,” she huffed out as she opened the door to the room and slammed it shut behind her.
“Yes, I am,” I replied to the empty room as I stood up and locked it. I turned back around and headed toward the bathroom. I really needed a shower.

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Sara V. Zook is a paranormal/fantasy writer. She is the author of the Strange in Skin Trilogy, Clipped, Evanescent, Book 1 in The Sempiternal Series and A Magic Within. She lives in Pennsylvania with her 3 small children and husband.

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*Cover Reveal for Reminiscence by Sara V Zook

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Abuse. Torment.
Saint’s undying love for her.
A witch—or four. The world’s most powerful spell. The creation of the unnatural.
Her undying love for Draco.
A war is brewing between the Light, the Dark and the Unknown.
In the midst of it all stands Sarenah. Her memories have returned as she rewinds the past in order to move forward with her future so she can reclaim what, or who, belongs only to her, but will she be able to accept the disturbing secrets that go along with the reminiscence?
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In the midst of dragging trees, I saw Sarenah sitting on the back porch, her dress hiked up around her thighs from the heat as she was thumbing through a book. She wasn’t even acknowledging the fact that I was there, nor did she care that I could see her bare legs. She was being totally inappropriate and rude at the same time … and I liked it. I felt intrigued to my very core, so much that I had to go over and say something to her.
“Hey,” I mumbled.
Without looking up, she reiterated, “Hey.”
My frustration grew as I clenched my fingers into my palms. “Is that book so interesting that you can’t even talk to me?”
That had gotten her attention. She slammed the book shut and stood up, the dress falling back down around her ankles.
“Are you so interesting that I can’t even read my book?” Her dark eyes were wild and she was glaring at me as if she wanted me to spontaneously combust. “Don’t you have a job to do? Look at this mess.” Her eyes moved to the yard. “All of these branches everywhere. My uncle will have your hide.”
She was so angry. I couldn’t help myself. I wiped the sweat from my brow with the back of my hand and busted out laughing.
Sarenah’s hands moved to her hips. I thought she was about to hit me.
I threw up hands up in defense. “I’m …” The laughter got the best of me again. “I’m sorry, Sarenah.” I flashed her an apologetic grin. “It’s just, I think this is the first time I’ve ever heard you talk so much and you’re spatting off at me like some crazy person.”
Her gaze had softened then. She bit her bottom lip so she wouldn’t crack a smile herself. “A crazy person, huh?”
I nodded, stopping to really get a good look at Sarenah’s face, her stunning features and the way her dark eyes popped out in a terrific way. This was Rebecca’s sister? I had been missing out. Sarenah’s strange ways evaporated into enticement before me.
I spent the rest of the evening listening to Sarenah talk as I took all of it in. The tree branches were still scattered all over the yard, but I doubted her uncle would be back anytime soon to discover the mess. Everyone knew he lived at the saloon. She talked mostly about her parents. She had a deep ache from the loss inside of her. She was in a great deal of pain that I felt my own heart hurting along with hers, for her. I found myself wrapping my arm around her and her actually letting me get away with it, but I wasn’t in it to try to make a move. I found myself wanting to comfort Sarenah, tell her everything was going to be okay. I wanted her to trust me and continue to confide in me. She leaned her head against my shoulder, being content to be there with me. It felt incredible as if I had been able to tame her so easily. She was feisty but now so serene. I could’ve lived in that moment forever and been completely content to just be lucky enough to be near her, to smell the flower fragrance in her hair as it fell down across my arm. I rubbed her shoulder with my fingertips. She started humming, the sound making the chaos within me only increase. It was in that moment that I had leaned over and my lips found hers. It had been brief but magnificent, and I was wondering if my mind was ever going to be the same.
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Sara V. Zook is a paranormal/fantasy writer. She is the author of the Strange in Skin Trilogy, Clipped, Evanescent, Book 1 in The Sempiternal Series and A Magic Within. She lives in Pennsylvania with her 3 small children and husband.
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Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SaraVZook
Website: http://authorsaravzook.blogspot.com/
Twiiter: @SaraVZook
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6450481.Sara_V_Zook?from_search=true

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