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BANE is coming at you. Think you can handle him?

7/27/2016

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It's BANE'S release day. Let's celebrate!Bane (Bad Boys of X-Ops IV) is ‪#‎LIVE! Grab this Military Erotic Romance today for only 99 cents or ‪#‎DownloadFree on ‪#‎KindleUnlimited
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Fall in love with Griffin Bane and it might just be the last thing you do . . .

Check out the sexy early reviews then go grab your smoking hot copy!

“I was nervous for this book as it’s the last in this awesome series and the fact I’ve loved Bane for a long time. But Rie didn’t disappoint me at all and I soon realised I had nothing to be nervous about. I don’t know where to start with this so forgive me...... these characters are EVERYTHING especially Bane. Bane oh Bane!!!!! He is sooo HOT!!!!” ~Kinky Kittens Book Blog
 
“As I've come to expect, Warren delivers a tale of love and duty, populated by badass soldiers and the women strong enough to love them. I have loved this series and looked forward to each installment. So sorry to see it finish, but I loved the way Warren brought closure for the team. Bravo, Rie. Can't wait to read more from you.” ~Author Gemma Brocato
 
“What a book hangover!! Bane, swoon! Male alpha that can literally do no wrong in my book. Throw in Kiki Damage more like Kinky Kiki and you have an explosion.” ~Amazon review
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Sexy excerpt/SEXCERPT time! NSFW . . . oooh yeah. 

WE PICKED UP SOME street food on the way to our safe house, but my appetite had disappeared. I barely touched any of the spicy burrito, downing another bottle of water followed by several neat shots of tequila while Kiki and I juggled plates on our knees.
“You got your head back on straight after the coke?” Kiki finished eating her tamales, and relaxed back on the couch to nurse her drink.
I grunted in reply.
“You must be. Back to your old ways, I see.” She drizzled more alcohol into her throat.
I watched her swallow, wishing the liquid coating her tongue was my come.
Things to like about Kiki Damage:
Her slamming body.
Her takes no shit ’tude.
Her smarts.
Those crystal clear eyes.
Check to all those things.
Things not to like?
I still didn’t know for certain she hadn’t sold out Walker’s op.
And I had to kill her.
She swirled the glass between her tattooed hands. “You were funny though. And I’m pretty sure it wasn’t just the blow.”
“You want funny?” I stood slowly and tried not to limp as I made my way toward her.
Her slim eyebrows arching, she looked up at me. Her wet lips parted, her tongue stroking the glossy surface. Her gaze skimmed down from my hard face to my broad chest, to my black jeans. To my groin, where the solid roll of flesh distorted the fabric.
“That doesn’t look funny.” Her voice dropped to a sexy, husky tone. “Looks like some serious business.”
“Why don’t you take care of it?”
“How’s the leg?”
“I think if you wanted to give me head I’d feel a whole lot better.” Reaching for her face, I traced the slant of her cheekbone with one finger.
“Is that what you were thinking about the whole time you were watching me eat?” She grasped my wrist, drawing my finger to her mouth. “My lips on your cock?”
“Yeah.” Small lie.
She sucked and bit the pad of my finger before enveloping it to the knuckles in the warm wetness of her mouth. The sensation fisted a tight knot right up under my balls, bringing me to full hardness.
She slid the digit from her mouth with a wet, luxurious slurp. Placing a palm flat on my belly, she pushed me back. Kiki rose to her feet.
“Come with me, baby.” She took my hand in hers, leading me up the stairs.
I stumbled for a second, cursing the fucking leg wound.
Kiki pushed her shoulder under mine. “You can lean on me, you know? I won’t crumble.”
“Thought I got enough of the naughty nurse treatment last night.” I gruffly accepted her help.
“And I wasn’t even wearing the slutty uniform,” she quipped.
Damn woman. She pulled another smile from me. “Now, that I’d like to see.”
She pouted, trailing a finger down the center of my chest. “Didn’t bring one to Mexico.”
We made it to the bedroom we’d staked out the night before, and Kiki turned on the light beside the bed. With her bent over, her ass looked nice and ripe in her tight jeans, but I needed her naked.
“Strip,” I ordered, my voice coming from deep in my chest.
She flipped her hair over her shoulder, glancing at me. “Sexy striptease?”
“Don’t care. Just show me you.” Arousal dug deep into my groin, an almost stabbing pain heightened by the desire to have her beneath me, parted by my cock in her cunt.
Kiki started slow, swaying her shoulders, swinging her hips, and I watched, my eyes drawn to the sight. The shirt rolled up above her breasts, and she slung it aside. It only took a quick twist behind her back and her bra slipped from her shoulders, hanging for just a tantalizing second from her puffed-up nipples.
When the scrap of blue lace fell to the floor, I rubbed a hand across my watering mouth. A beautiful handful, her breasts stood proud and firm on her chest, the areolas a nice sucking size—pink and peaked.
Crooking a finger at her, I beckoned her toward me.
She slinked forward—swinging her hips, adding a little dip and roll to her step.
The woman was nonstop sex in combat boots.
Jesus.
“These tits.” I grasped both mounds in a firm grip.
I practically mauled her, running a strong arm around her back to make sure her knees didn’t give out when she immediately started moaning.
Using my mouth, my hands, I bent her farther back. Tweaking. Twisting. Twirling the tight pink buds, shaping her breasts, licking and pulling them into my mouth.
I kissed from one tit to the other, abrading them with my stubbled chin. Keeping them hot and taut while her body arched further over my arm.
“I thought you wanted me to undress?” She asked, breathy, nearly voiceless.
“Got distracted.” I ran my hand from her neck to the center of her chest down her belly.
Then I shoved my fingers into the front of her pants. Slipping beneath panties, I found her smooth slit and slid two fingers into her wet sheath.
Her fingers bit into my forearm. “Oh, fuck . . .”
Kiki’s hair fell over the arm I latched around her back. She swiveled in my grasp, rising to meet the mouth hungrily pulsing on her tits, dipping to drive my fingers even deeper inside where she quivered and clutched.
She came in a silent scream of an orgasm, her eyes slammed shut, her mouth ovaled open. She weaved on my hand, the sucking wet warmth taking my digits ever deeper.
Inhaling with a trembling breath, she drew up and clasped my shoulders. She buried her face against my neck—licking, sucking, kissing.
“My legs are about to give out.” She laughed, a sultry quiver to the sound.
“Good. That’s exactly where I want you. Down on your knees.”
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Bad Boys of X-Ops Series
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July 25th, 2016

7/25/2016

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Authors with Southern Charm Happened!
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WARNING: You're gonna see a lot of my face in this newsletter. You might wanna back off now, js. 

So Many Things! I met tons of folks here in Charleston, SC, my head is still spinning--in a good way (not like freaky chick in The Exorcist). What a freakin' fabulous time!

​There were pictures galore . . . 
I met women who'd read my books (so super cool!), and re-read them before meeting me (I bow down). I got hugs and had the chance to hang out with some seriously amazing Street Team women I've been dying to squeeze. 

I had an entire weekend with my PA, Joelle Mendes (oh my lord, I'm so used to being on Facebook I almost put an @ in front of her name. Yup.). Joelle is beyond freaking BOSS. She is truly one of the best.

Met new friends, amazing authors all over the place . . . and then there was that one drunk lady. Ummm. We won't go there, but it wasn't me. BTW, writer Ahren Sanders has to be the most kind hearted, fun loving, completely genuine person I've ever met. We didn't get a picture together. *sad face*

Shout outs to: Robin, Tara, Carol, Mist, Lachelle, Esther, Christine, SALEM BUG ARCHER (and her lovely mom who came to the signing. How sweet!). 
What's happening next? Funny you should ask . . . 

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BANE'S book comes out on Wednesday. Holy hell! You can check out all the early five star reviews on Goodreads. Yup. Bane broke the mold, and he and Kiki are off the fucking hook. 
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ALL X-OPS ON ZON!
One Click Rie because-you-know-you-wanna
What's next? I'm about halfway done writing Handsome's book in the Carolina Bad Boys series. I promise to make you laugh, make you cry, and lust a lot with him and Shy! No set date yet, but I'll let you know. 

Happy, sexy reading, 
Rie~
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Everything about BANE!

6/29/2016

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It's BANE time, y'all!What, what? I know, about damn time, right? Here's what happened . . . I went on an actual real life vacation and relaxed *gasp*. 

And now we're back and right on track. Ready to show our man Bane some loving? (Fair warning: you might have to go through Kiki to get to him, and she is not a chick to be messed with). 

ALL THE INTEL:
Bane, Bad Boys of X-Ops IV <--Elite Operatives romance
Coming July 27th!


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BLURB
High stakes.
Low margins.
And everyone wants the woman I’m teamed up with dead.

BANE
Swagger, strut, snarl. Three things I can do with both eyes closed. Oh, and shoot the shit out of tangos. I always do my job, whether it’s patching up a fellow operative or taking down a serious threat. Apparently this time my job is to babysit Baby Spy.

We’ve followed the Los Reyes de Guerra cartel to the drug-trafficking capital, Mexico City. Our orders? Get in with the guerrillas and ultimately take them down. There’s only one problem—I have another set of mission directives linked to Kiki AKA Baby Spy.

Should be easy enough. Except it seems I’ve developed an unhealthy attraction to Kiki, along with an inconvenient conscience. She’s a wild woman with an unforgiving attitude that definitely makes me bone hard for her.

Nothing is as it appears, least of all Kiki Damage.

KIKI
Yeah. They call me Baby Spy. I’m fully aware the entire T-Zone team blames me for narking out a previous mission gone wrong. So, I can’t understand why the powers that be assigned me to this op. Or maybe I can, which just makes my situation even more dire.

I know Bane wants me, but I’m beginning to think he has an ulterior motive for keeping me close. And it’s not just the panty-melting hot sex with the big, gruff, silent killer. There’s something incredibly vulnerable in the way Bane watches me, like he’s looking for one last saving grace.

None of that matters now. When the situation heats up, I find out Bane’s real mission. I may have fallen in love with him, but it’s already too late. This entire web of lies goes a lot higher than any of us ever imagined, and my neck is only the first one on the line.

Bane includes a special series epilogue from the badass women: Jade, Tilly, Blaize, and Kiki.
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There's a Storm Coming!

5/23/2016

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What happens when you mix the boss lady with an alpha badass, and an outlaw MC with X-Ops?​
STORM

☆ ✰ NEW RELEASE! $.99 & Free on Kindle Unlimited! ☆ ✰

5 Sexy Stars! One-click to meet your next book boyfriend today 
 
★☆★ Love comes in many forms, but so does danger ★☆★
 
STORM
I’m headed back to the Blood Legion MC in New Orleans, my old stomping grounds. Guns. Thugs. Broads. Cocaine nightmares. A Mexican cartel, cracker coke runners, and now there’s a new international threat in town.
 
Blaize Carmichael is my only partner in this op. Blaize. As a biker babe. I’ve had a bone for her from day one when she walked into headquarters—haughty, superior, and always in charge.
 
There’s a goddamn good chance we’ll get made, played, and put in the grave as government-issue traitors. But I can’t help it—I love to get rough, raw, dirty, and dominant with her.
 
No more yes ma’am, no ma’am. Blaize is about to find out I don’t always takes orders as issued.
 
BLAIZE
I can’t stand the way Storm calls me woman or cher or sexy. As soon as we’re back in DC, I’m going to wipe that infuriating wicked smirk right off his dangerously handsome face.
 
I’m always prepared for every scenario. I’ve built my career on complete professionalism in and out of the field. But when Storm comes at me with wild animal lust—when he opens up to me--when he opens me up, I can’t say no.
 
I don’t want to.
 
We’re in danger every single day we stay in NOLA. There is no way we can make it out alive. Not together. Not this time.
 
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NSFW Excerpt!
​“T-Zone took you in when the CIA wrote you off,” Blaize scathed.
“And y’all think you were the ones doing me the favor? Baby, you’d need an extra hand to count the number of successful missions I’ve carried out for T-Z, and you goddamn know it.” I pushed her back with my huge muscled body pressing against her.
I watched her swallow, but some seriously angry heat came off her.
It only made her sexier to me.
“You got no excuses for that off-op shit you pulled tonight, and you know it. And you do not want to play this game with me tonight.” I began undressing.
Shirt tossed. Boots thrown. Belt whipped out. Pants tugged down.
Crossing my arms over my chest, I stood in front of her—a foreboding, tall, dark shadow of fully fit and ready-to-fuck man. “Lose the clothes, Blaize, before I slice and dice them with my knife.”
She sucked in a breath.
“You and I both know it’s been building to this.” With my hand curled beneath her chin, I lifted her mouth until it brushed against mine. “If you don’t want to get fucked and fucked hard by me right now you better leave this room and run tail back to DC.”
“I don’t back down from a challenge.”
I laughed. “This ain’t a challenge. It’s sex. You and me. Clothes. Off. Now.”
She undressed while I stood right up against her. Her breath hit me, her soft panting gusts of air. My eyes dipped lower when she skimmed the shirt from her shoulders. Her bra—lacy and creamy white—almost overflowed with her tits. I didn’t help her unclasp it but watched with hungry intensity when she hit the hook and it popped free.
The straps dripped off her arms, and her puffy pink nipples rasped against the hair on my chest.
I chugged in a lungful of air, balling my hands at my sides. My cock, thick and hard, wet the bare skin of her belly with a skein of pre-come.
“The jeans now.” My voice was low, thunderous, chest-deep.
She wiggled free, her breasts connecting with my abdomen, which clamped like I’d been hit by a hammer blow. Those soft swinging tits colliding against me made my head ratchet back. But I kept focus. Kept my gaze on her when she stood up.
No Fucking Panties.
Nude. Blaize. She was all golden skin and incredible eyes and glowing hair.
And heat poured off her, firing through my veins.
I stepped away, rubbing a hand across the thick black stubble on my chin. Taking her in. Filling my sights. Memorizing her.
And that little pink pout of her pussy lips—shiny and slick already—below the narrow tangle of bronze-red curls.
“Fuck, Blaize.”
She held her shoulders back, placed her hands on her hips, and asked, “Do I pass muster, sir?”
“Get on the bed. All fours.” A muscle at the back of my jaw ticked.
Her nipples hardened with my harsh words, and I watched a trail of wetness weep between her legs.
Fuuuuck me.
I didn’t touch her. Not yet. But it was damn hard not to.
I watched as her ass swayed, her hips switched back and forth, and she got into position in the middles of the bed.
I was hugely hung, hugely hard, and really fucking angry. Blaize knew it, and she was ready for me.
This mating dance was nearly over.
But I didn’t let myself get close to her yet.
Couldn’t.
She needed to understand the new rules first.
I almost trembled in my skin, walking around the bed, viewing her lush bod from every angle.
My voice thickened from my throat and came out hoarse and husky as hell. “Fair warning. You’ll be screaming tonight. Not because I took a strap to your ass like everyone downstairs expects. But because I’m about to fuck you so good. And when you have a hard time walking and sitting down tomorrow? Won’t be because I punished you. But because I screwed you all night long, cher.” I prowled onto the bed behind her. “Understand?”
In answer, Blaize drew herself up and cupped her tits. I straddled right behind her. For a moment. Running my hands over her body. Touching between her legs and pulling her back to me when her pelvis kicked forward. Sliding my palms up over the indent of her waist and holding her hands down to her sides. Lifting her breasts, massaging them, palming both mounds and thumbing across her nipples.
With my hand at the back of her neck, I slowly laid her down. Laid her out. 

SEXY REVIEWS FOR STORM!
“Want another book boyfriend? It’s Storm! Storm’s infatuation with Blaize has been teased on in the last two books and I couldn’t wait to see what happened between the two of them when they were undercover together. Let me just say…DAYYYYUUUUM! Nothing like a little role reversal topped in leather.” ~Hines and Bigham Literary Tryst
 
“The simmering chemistry through 2 and a half books, finally EXPLODES into SCORCHIN' FLAMES of sexy scene goodness that made my kindle red hot! Rie Warren's talented writing style has twists and turns swirling everywhere, that make for frustrating, and yet seriously intense, OMG moments! This series keeps getting better and better with each book, and I CANNOT wait for the next one! HIGHLY RECOMMEND!” ~The Power of Three Readers
 
“This book had me glued to my kindle from start to finish. The writing was so amazing that it provoked emotions and made you care so much about the characters. It was loaded with action and danger and I cannot wait to go back and grab the first two books so I can reread this one and be prepared for the next book. Definitely adding this author to my favorites list because of this 5 star read!” ~Books 2 Books Blog
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Serving up Justice! Live release . . . 

4/25/2016

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Come and get JUSTICE . . .► ► ► #OneClick #KU #BuyNow ◄ ◄ ◄
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Awesome early reviews!
“Well I’ve fallen MORE in love with an author. I mean seriously, Rie Warren, you sure know how to write seriously hot military romance!!
The thing is, as hot as it truly is, it’s got so much story and action and angst and heart….just wow!” ~ 5 stars, Amazon reviewer
 
“Rie Warren is quickly becoming one of my favorite authors, I LOVE this series! Walker, book 1, was my favorite book of the year and I think Justice might be #2.” ~ 5 stars, Wicked Reads

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Fight to win.
Fight to survive.
Fight for love?
 
JUSTICE
Let’s face it. I’ve got a bad rep with the ladies. I’m a rough-talking, smooth-loving, international playboy--yeah right, whatever—and an X-Ops specialist. Sure, I’m hiding a secret or two. Who isn’t? That’s the least of my concerns when I’m called in to lead an infiltrate-and-retrieve mission.
 
I’ve got my head in the game—the one firmly attached to my shoulders. An American embassy overseas is under siege, and I’m expecting to rescue the ambassador and his daughter, a stereotypical geeky damsel in distress, Matilda Lawless.
 
Caught in the crossfire between explosive danger and wild desire, I’m in for the shock of my life.
 
TILLY
I’m not looking for any man to save me. I’m pretty damn capable of taking care of myself, thank you very much. I have a successful career and was practically born and bred on a gun range, even if I can’t bake a perfect biscuit to save my life like a good southern woman should.
 
But there’s just something about that hardcore operative called Justice. He’s haunted and lonely, and I know that pain inside and out. It doesn’t hurt one little bit he’s been blessed with more than his fair share of good looks, plus a body that would make any red-blooded woman drool.
 
Barricaded inside the embassy, under my father’s shrewd eyes, I intend to have Justice no matter how many times he says he’s not good enough. I see the way he watches me. With dirty, sexy, hungry lust.
 
Fighting is what Justice does. Now I need him to fight for me.  
 
Warning: Graphic sex, graphic action, graphic language. Triple X caution.
 
Bad Boys of X-Ops—four part series:
Walker: Available now
Justice: Now available!
Storm: May 23rd. Preorder now!
Bane: Coming soon
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Storm cover reveal, Preorder, & exclusive excerpt!

4/23/2016

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There's a STORM brewing . . . 

Hey, y'all! Well, it's gonna be a helluva sexy spring, I can tell you that much. I've just finished the rough draft for STORM, JUSTICE comes on Monday *squee*, and after I bathe myself in wine tonight (kidding. What waste of good wine. The wine is going in my mouth ;-)), I'm going to start working on the 4th and final BAD BOYS OF X-OPS book--BANE--for June release!

And then plans. Oh, the plans I have. (If you're trying to picture me right now, I'm gleefully rubbing my hands together--without spilling a drop of wine. So talented). ​
STORM PREORDER
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STORM COMING MAY 23rd!

Danger.
Lust. 
Desire . . . Trust? 
 
STORM 
I’m headed back to the Blood Legion MC in New Orleans, my old stomping grounds. Guns. Thugs. Broads. Cocaine nightmares. A Mexican cartel, cracker coke runners, and now there’s a new international threat in town.
 
Blaize Carmichael is my only partner in this op. Blaize. As a biker babe. Jeeesus. I’ve had a bone for her from day one when she walked into headquarters—haughty, superior, and always in charge.
 
There’s a goddamn good chance we’ll get made, played, and put in the grave as government-issue traitors. But I can’t help it—I love to get rough, raw, dirty, and dominant with her.
 
No more yes ma’am, no ma’am. Blaize is about to find out I don’t always takes orders as issued.
 
BLAIZE
I can’t stand the way Storm calls me woman or cher or sexy. As soon as we’re back in DC, I’m going to wipe that infuriating wicked smirk right off his dangerously handsome face.
 
I’m always prepared for every scenario. I’ve built my career on complete professionalism in and out of the field. But when Storm comes at me with wild animal lust—when he opens up to me--when he opens me up, I can’t say no.
 
I don’t want to.
 
We’re in danger every single day we stay in NOLA. There is no way we can make it out alive. Not together. Not this time. ​
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Exclusive first excerpt from Storm, Bad Boys of X-Ops III (a little bit of yuckity-yuck-yuck from the dudes):
 
PEDESTRIAN WALKING ALONGSIDE the inner streets of London was safe from Bane when he was behind the wheel of the fast, fancy car. Fuck, I wasn’t even safe, and I was sitting inside the vehicle right beside him.
“They drive on the left side of the road here, pahdnah.” I gritted my teeth, holding onto the fucking dainty oh shit bar in the Jaguar XKR-S GT.
“I know. I’m trying to throw them off our scent. And don’t call me pahdnah, you Cajun half-breed hillbilly.”
“Don’t know where you come off callin’ me hillbilly. You’re just another piece-of-trash street thug.” I snarled.
Bane shifted down, taking the hairpin turn with a squeal of tires and a wide grin I wanted to punch right off his face.
I glanced back, checking out the rear window to make sure we weren’t being tailed too closely.
I encountered Walker’s face as he sat in the backseat. He looked ready to puke all over his new shoes. His normally, naturally copper-colored skin as pale as thin smoke, and sweat popped out on his forehead.
When I straightened around, I tried pumping my foot on the brake pedal that wasn’t there. “Fuck’s sake, Bane. Is this a one-way street?”
“Looks like it,” he muttered, staring at the oncoming traffic in the tiny brick-paved lane.
Honking the horn with the heel of his palm, he swerved up onto the sidewalk. He narrowly avoided clipping an innocent civilian before taking a swift right that put us back onto a double-lane street.
“Jesus Christ.” I swiped my forehead. “Someone sure named you right. You definitely gotta be the biggest motherfuckin’ bane of my existence.”
“Them’s some mighty refined words for a no-count country boy.” Twisting the wheel into a hard right, Bane looked briefly back to make sure no one followed us.
“I worked my way into this job just like you did, thuggy, I just didn’t commit crimes along the way."
Bane laid more rubber tread on the road, punching down and making the engine scream through crowded streets. He swerved in and out of standstill traffic, raced over a bridge, and brought us to a slamming halt that spun the Jag one hundred and eighty degrees in its tracks.
“Missed a turn,” he mumbled out of the corner of his mouth.
I reached for my holster. The holster that was missing. Walker bitched and moaned in the back, taking up where I’d left off.
We were all weaponless and not a single one of us was happy about being stripped of our sidearms, knives, or brass knuckles. Or, in Walker’s case, semtex and C-4.
Bane chewed his lower lip, his eyes darting between the windshield, rearview, and sideview mirrors.
With another gut-twisting turn like the aerobatic aeronautical tailslides I liked to maneuver in an airplane just for the sheer fucking fun of it, Bane’s eyes lit up.
“Jesus cunting Christ! Why don’t you just take the next corner on rails?” I braced myself against the dashboard to stop from sailing headfirst through the windshield.
Tailslides worked better when I was at the controls. In a plane. Without goddamn Bane. Jeeeesus.
“Good idea.”
And so he did.
Couillon.
Walker was heard gulping down his gorge, quietly trying not to retch all over the backseat.
“You still blame me for what went down?” Bane stomped on the gas, sending the transmission into sixth gear.
“Will to my dying day.”
“Let’s see if we can speed that up, then,” the bastard answered.
Bane blew through Piccadilly Circus like he was drag racing in a jacked-up ’71 Camaro.
We sped past red double-decker buses. Cruised by camera-toting tourists. We took the rounded three-lane juncture on skidding, probably balding tires.
Oh look! The famous neon billboards! 
Sirens sounded in our wake. Loud and unmistakable. Possibly unshakeable.
“Hey, guys?” Walker’s voice sounded quaky.
Bane glanced back, inadvertently misdirecting the Jag into two lanes of oncoming traffic.
“Remember what I told you about being air sick, Storm?”
“Yeah.” I prepared for a ditch and roll move before Bane crashed us in a head-on collision.
Bane swung us out of harm’s way, bumping into a narrow alley where tall stone buildings nearly kissed above us and blocked out the fall sunlight.
“Make that motion sick.” Walker was getting ready to upchuck.
Jerking the car left, Bane blasted onto a road, his hard face showing the joy of the hunt.
“Bullshit. You’ll be fine.” He laid on the horn, swearing out the window at too-slow pedestrians.
They hustled to the curb, and he gunned the engine, nearly stripping the crosswalk of its white paint.
“You ride a motorcycle.” I pointed out to Walker, trying to take his mind off his--uuuh—imminent demise. “And a horse.”
“And Jade!” Bane pounded the horn just to scare a few extra people while I chuckled.
Then I remembered I hated him.
Then Walker’s long arms reached out, and he punched us both on the back of the head with punishing blows.
“You fucking mention anything about Jade again, and I’ll pack so much C-4 up your asses you’ll shit from colostomy bags for the rest of your lives.”
The car lurched with Bane’s stuttered reaction to Walker’s threat, and I wasn’t ashamed to admit it, my asshole puckered. So did my face.

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Walker is live!

4/5/2016

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Explosive action, dangerous desires . . .
It Is Time To Meet WALKER!
​READ FOR FREE ON KINDLE UNLIMITED!First reviews are in--BOOM!
“Jade was one of, if not my favorite, heroines ever!! She was a complete badass and everything that I have been waiting for in a heroine. I would recommend this book to anyone and everyone, and I have.” Amazon reviewer

“This story gripped my imagination. The writing is tight, and downright sexy. Warren does an amazing job of dropping the reader into the center of the action. You feel what the characters feel, experience their emotions on a visceral level.” Author Gemma Brocato

“I was pulled right into this story. The story has laughs, suspense, twists & turns, passion, sexual tension, explosive action, and heartbreak.” Renee Entress’s Blog

“In Walker fights will be fought, knives will be thrown, and things will definitely go boom. It's full of action, sexual tension, and fierce passion with a little heart thrown in.” Hines and Bigham’s Literary Tryst
 
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PREORDER JUStICE
Thanks so much for all the amazing support & love, y'all! 
Now, don't forget . . . Justice, Book 2, comes out on April 25th!
Fight to win. 
Fight to survive. 
Fight for love?

It's gonna be one helluva spring/summer!
Happy, sexy reading,
XOXO~
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Sexy Cover Reveal: Bad Boys of X-Ops #2!

3/31/2016

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It's alllll happening now!Try not to drool, y'all. Oh, okay. Go ahead and drool. I'll send you a little wipe cloth *wink*. JUSTICE, Bad Boys of X-Ops #2, is coming April 25, 2016! You heard that right. Less than three weeks after our man Walker hits the scene. Told ya I'd be keeping you busy this spring. Both books currently $.99 but that won't last so snatch them up now. They will be available on Kindle Unlimited. 
ADD JUSTICE & WALKER TO YOUR GOODREADS

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Good girl versus Bad boy. Southern charm comes head-to-head with military grit. They say opposites attract. That’s an understatement where Justice and Lawless are concerned.
 
JUSTICE
Let’s face it. I’ve got a bad rep with the ladies. I’m a rough-talking, smooth-loving, international playboy--yeah right, whatever—and an X-Ops specialist. Sure, I’m hiding a secret or two. Who isn’t? That’s the least of my concerns when I’m called in to lead an infiltrate-and-retrieve mission.
 
I’ve got my head in the game—the one firmly attached to my shoulders. An American embassy overseas is under siege, and I’m expecting to rescue the ambassador and his daughter, a stereotypical geeky damsel in distress, Matilda Lawless.
 
Caught in the crossfire between explosive danger and wild desire, I’m in for the shock of my life.
 
TILLY
I’m not looking for any man to save me. I’m pretty damn capable of taking care of myself, thank you very much. I have a successful career and was practically born and bred on a gun range, even if I can’t bake a perfect biscuit to save my life like a good southern woman should.
 
But there’s just something about that hardcore operative called Justice. He’s haunted and lonely, and I know that pain inside and out. It doesn’t hurt one little bit he’s been blessed with more than his fair share of good looks, plus a body that would make any red-blooded woman drool.
 
Barricaded inside the embassy, under my father’s shrewd eyes, I intend to have Justice no matter how many times he says he’s not good enough. I see the way he watches me. With dirty, sexy, hungry lust.
 
Fighting is what Justice does. Now I need him to fight for me.  
 
Warning: Graphic sex, graphic action, graphic language. Triple X caution.
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Explosives are Walker’s specialty, but he’s never handled anything as combustible as his enemy, Jade Huntington.
 
WALKER
Goddammit. All I want to do is blow shit up. Is that too much to ask? But, no. What I get is mission frigging impossible in the middle of a Beirut hotbed. I’m the renegade of Operation T-Zone, but this time I swear I’m gonna do things by the book. That is, until Jade Huntington’s involvement in my op causes a brand new snafu. 
 
My tribal name means desperate warrior, and that’s exactly what I am for reasons I can’t outrun. And Jade? She’s personal enemy number one. An incredibly sexy one at that. But she’ll never find out just how desperate I am for her.
 
JADE
I’m not an assassin, even though I am badass. I’m a protector. Except when it comes to Walker. What I wouldn’t give to bore a bullet through his stubborn skull. We’ve been at each other’s throats for years, this time I’m determined to leave him in the dust after I shoot a few holes in him.
 
We’re forced to work together when Walker practically kidnaps me and my package: the woman I’m guarding, the target he’s assigned to take out.
 
Days on the run. Nights of enforced closeness. Fighting side by side. Ever-present danger ignites a desire I can’t control. But the endgame is so perilous Walker and I might not make it out alive. 
 
Four X-Ops alpha men. Four feisty wicked women. Four books you’ll want to sink your teeth into. Bad Boys of X-Ops.
 
Back to back, spring/summer 2016!:
Walker
Justice
Storm
Bane
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Walker is coming at you! Cover reveal & Preorder . . .

2/28/2016

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Explosives are Walker’s specialty, but he’s never handled anything as combustible as his enemy, Jade Huntington.
 
WALKER
Goddammit. All I want to do is blow shit up. Is that too much to ask? But, no. What I get is mission frigging impossible in the middle of a Beirut hotbed. I’m the renegade of Operation T-Zone, but this time I swear I’m gonna do things by the book. That is, until Jade Huntington’s involvement in my op causes a brand new snafu. 
 
My tribal name means desperate warrior, and that’s exactly what I am for reasons I can’t outrun. And Jade? She’s personal enemy number one. An incredibly sexy one at that. But she’ll never find out just how desperate I am for her.
 
JADE
I’m not an assassin, even though I am badass. I’m a protector. Except when it comes to Walker. What I wouldn’t give to bore a bullet through his stubborn skull. We’ve been at each other’s throats for years, this time I’m determined to leave him in the dust after I shoot a few holes in him.
 
We’re forced to work together when Walker practically kidnaps me and my package: the woman I’m guarding, the target he’s assigned to take out.
 
Days on the run. Nights of enforced closeness. Fighting side by side. Ever-present danger ignites a desire I can’t control. But the endgame is so perilous Walker and I might not make it out alive. 
 
Four X-Ops alpha men. Four feisty wicked women. Four books you’ll want to sink your teeth into. Bad Boys of X-Ops.
 
Back to back, spring 2016!:
Walker
Justice
Storm
Bane

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