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Live: Carolina Bad Boys Box Set!

9/15/2015

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Brand new hot-hot-hot release! Stone, Love, and Steele in one sexy new package! The box set includes loads of bonuses with scenes featuring Leelee, “Wildcat”, Brodie, the Hens, etc. 

Buy it now for $0.99. The price will be going up next week!



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And don’t forget to snag your preorder copy of Chrome, Boomer Steele’s book!
​Coming November 3, 2015. Now at the super sale price of $0.99!

Happy, sexy reading, y’all.
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Carolina Bad Boys Box Set & Boomer Book!

9/8/2015

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What what? You read that correctly. 

First let’s play “Who’s Your Favorite Carolina Bad Boy”? Kidding. Now you can have Josh STONE, Nicky LOVE, and
Brodie STEELE all in one sweet set. Lucky much? With exclusive bonus content including alternate POVs from: Leelee, the Hens, Jules Gem, Cat, and Brodie!

WHEN: September 15, 2015

WHERE: AMAZON $0.99 PREORDER NOW!

WHY: Because why not?

Now let’s take a moment to admire the new hotness:

And drool over this hotness:
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But wait. There’s more!
Oh hell yes. BOOMER PREORDER!! Sorry not sorry but that deserved shouty caps. The Carolina Bad Boys book everyone’s been waiting for. Chrome! And guess what? He’s available for preorder now–special $0.99 preorder price. 
More sexy. More drool. 
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Blurb

Boomer Steele is big. He’s bad. He’s the Retribution MC pres. He’s been dealt the worst hand imaginable and bears the scars inside and out. Not that anyone knows it. He’s watched his younger brother and sister hook up and hitch up with the loves of their lives, and now he’s the last Steele standing alone. Maybe he should keep it that way.

Then one feisty honey makes him feel, gets in his grill, pisses him off.

She goes by the name of Rayce. And that’s exactly what she does on her motocross bike when she’s not busy getting her hands dirty with her fellow grease monkeys as the only female mechanic at Stone’s Garage. She’s into fixing bikes, racing hers, and making Boomer’s life a living hell just for the fun of it. Oh, and she hates being treated like a girl.

Sparks flying? That’s an understatement where these two are concerned. Yet when Rayce needs a place to live, and Boomer offers her a room in his house, their unquenchable attraction wins out over antagonism. Sometimes. Rayce’s crappy upbringing makes her think love is for stupid fools asking for heartbreak. She’s not willing to go there for any man. Not even Boomer Steele.

The bigger they are, the harder they fall.

So there you have it. A fuckhot fall full of Carolina Bad Boys. It doesn’t get much better than that. 


​Happy, sexy reading, y’all!

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Coletrane  Has  Arrived!

8/28/2015

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The finale from the sizzling summer MC series! 
Where to get Coletrane? EXCLUSIVELY ON AMAZON! Free on KU.

Early  Reviews

“Sinfully delicious…
I’m basking in the glow of a satisfying read. I’d be having a cigarette…if I smoked. And for the record, Cole & Sin, they passed smokin’ and went to full-on inferno. I almost got scorched from touching my kindle, it was H-O-T!” ~Rosa, IScream Books


“This series is so different from the other MC series I have read, and that’s why I adore it so much! It has its own brand of recklessness but at the same time all of the men are wonderful. Every member has their own lives outside of the club and every man treats their woman with the utmost respect and has eyes for only them. I love, love, love the comradery that is shown with each and every member and I think it is so cool that these book are done solely in the guy’s perspective!” ~Marissa, Butter-o-fly-o-meter Books


“Coletrane is the conclusion of the Bad Boys of Retribution MC series by the incredible author, Rie Warren. In this extraordinary story you find out what happens when two opposites meet and find out that they cannot stay away from each other! Do opposites really attract?” ~Twin Sisters Rockin’ Book Reviews
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Buy Hunter
Get Kinky Kinkaid
Bo is available now
Coletrane!(All books $0.99 right now, and available on Kindle Unlimited)

The fall will begin with Boomer’s book–CHROME–in November under the Carolina Bad Boys series flagship as book 4! I’ll let you know as soon as I have a preorder set for him. 


The Carolina Bad Boys series:
STONERIDELOVESTEELEThanks so much for going on this hot, wild ride with me this summer. You rock!
Happy, sexy reading.
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Coletrane is coming! Q/A & ARC Giveaway!

8/10/2015

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 Oh yes he is. In many ways. Heh!

See below for answers to all your questions, an exclusive excerpt from Coletrane, and a chance to win an ARC of his book, but first . . .
Don’t forget to get your PREORDER NOW ON AMAZON for the final Bad Boys of Retribution MC book!


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BLURB:
Series finale from the summer MC hit!

From the world of Carolina Bad Boys and Retribution MC, this bad boy biker likes to be in control, and he’s ready to take what he wants.

 Coletrane:
Her name is Sinclair Chatham. Sin. That’s exactly what she is—walking, talking, in the flesh sin. She’s haughty, privileged, so goddamn starlet sexy, with an ass I want to grab and spank raw.

I want her to give herself over to me. I want her to lose that polished princess veneer. I want to strip away the money, the manicures, the maids, the immaculate façade.

I need her to be mine. But I’m a grunt. A biker. A tattoo artist. I’m blue collar all the way, and her family will probably shit bricks if they ever meet me.

Not to mention, I’m running from a bad past that’s about to catch up with me.

Sinclair:

I would never go for Cole in a million years. He’s gruff, rough around the edges—and covered in ink. He’s unapologetic, demanding, and sometimes scary as hell. He tells me what he wants, how he wants it, and why he’s going to ruin me for all other men.

Coletrane destroys my vanity, gets inside my head while he gets into my bed, and I can’t say no to him. He’s not what I expected—tender at times, taking no prisoners at others. He breaks me down, builds me up.
 
He is not my type.

 They say opposites attract, and they’re right. I just didn’t expect him to turn my cushy life upside down and inside out. But it’s too late, and someone’s going to get hurt.
 
Warning: Graphic sex, graphic action, graphic language. Triple X caution.

 All four Retribution MC books available now—series complete!
Buy Hunter
Get Kinky Kinkaid
Bo is available now
Coletrane preorder!
(All books $0.99 right now, and available on Kindle Unlimited)

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EXCLUSIVE COLETRANE EXCERPT (probably NSFW):



As Sin giggled I waved vaguely around the four-room place. “So this is it. It’s not luxurious but—”

“It’s so clean.” She left my side to walk around the living room, her fingers occasionally coasting along the coffee table and the sound system set-up.

“Right? And I don’t even have a maid.” Lounging against the doorway opposite her, I winked.

“Shut up.” She rolled her eyes.
In just five long steps, I caged her against the wall. “Oh, I don’t think you want me to do that.”

I twisted her head up and crashed my lips to hers. My tongue lunged
into her mouth, stroking hers. Brutal. Hard. Wet. I swallowed the whimper that escaped the back of her throat, and her hands flew to my ass to pull me all the way against her.

With a grunt, I tore my lips free, licking them to taste more of her.

A sneer of lust crossed my face and my voice came out in a low deep rumble. “The things I’m gonna say to you tonight will make you so hot you’ll be begging me to fuck you harder, faster.” I nipped and licked the neck she arched for my tongue and teeth.

“Cole!” she gasped.

“Make your body ache for my cock.” I pressed my hips against her just once so she’d know what she was getting.

Then I stepped back, watching her as she panted. Her hair disheveled. Her tits jutting. Her eyes heavy.

“But we gotta talk about how this is gonna go down first,” I said.

“We do?” She slowly regained her composure. “This about the control thing again?”

“Mm hmm.” I dropped onto the couch and patted the cushion beside me.

She approached slowly and perched next to me.

“I want to push you to the limit. Find out what your limits are.”

“Is this about the power struggle,” she asked. “Does that get you off?”

“Not as much as you completely giving yourself over to me would.”

She hissed a sharp breath, her back arching unintentionally.

Damn. She might not like giving away control, but her body sure seemed interested in the idea.

Her voice a little shaky, she asked, “So is this a BDSM thing?”

I laughed, a long low sound. “Why, precious? Are you into the scene?”

“Of course not,” she snapped.

“Nothing wrong with that, you know?”

She narrowed her eyes on me. “I didn’t mean to imply that there was. Just—”

“You’re a good girl?”

Biting her lip, she gave a hesitant nod. She had no idea how hot she made me, just that little shot of insecurity in an otherwise totally impressive babe.

I scooted closer, dragging my fingers up her bare arm to the soft skin of her shoulder. “Wanna be my good girl?”

Again with the hesitant nod.

Jesus.

I withdrew my hand before I could be tempted to run it all over her smokin’ body. “It’s not a BDSM thing with me. I don’t call it that. Don’t call it anything. It’s just how I like to fuck.”

She made a small noise, and her thighs parted just a little bit. She was so ripe for this, right for me.

My voice lowered. “I don’t want to be your Dom or your Master or your Daddy. It’s not about pain. It’s about letting go. Finding out what gives you pleasure, and sometimes that’s not always orthodox.”

Her breath stuttered in an out as she shifted her gaze to me, her eyes sweeping over my face, my shoulders, my chest. “Do you ever just have sex?”

“Vanilla sex?”

Sin nodded, her cheeks turning a delicious shade of pink.
“I like all kinds of sex. Kinky. Straightforward fucking. Fast. Hard.” I turned toward her and kissed her lips between each subsequent word. “Long.” Kiss. “Slow.” A lingering touch of my tongue on hers. “ . . . anal.”

Her body snapped against mine, and her lips opened, her tongue rolling into my mouth.

After the soul scorching kiss that set my balls on edge, I eased my lips to her ear. “But if I’m really into a woman—and I’m really into you”--goddamn understatement—“I need to know it’s okay if I fuck you the way I want to.”

I leaned back. “So what do you say, Sin. Are you in?”

“I’m in.”

All the things you’ve been asking me (P.S. Thanks for contacting me, and never hesitate to ask me a question):
  1. When are we getting Boomer’s book, Rie? <–Boomer who? Kidding. I will be writing Boomer next. Promise. I’m looking for a late fall 2015 release (November). You can already follow his book–CHROME–on Goodreads and add him to your book shelf. His novel is book 4 in the Carolina Bad Boys series.
  2. What about Walker from Hunter’s book? He was tasty. <–Yes. He was. So, I have some ideas in the works for him concerning a new spinoff series. I’ll keep you posted!
  3. Whaaat? This is the end of the Retribution MC series? Why? What about Tail and Handsome? <–I asked on FB and most folks wanted Handsome first. These books–which I am planning–will take part as full novels in the ongoing Carolina Bad Boys series. Hellz yeah!
  4. Killian Slade from Bo’s book was hawt. Will there be more of him? <–Another Force Recon dude? As with Walker, I am playing with ideas for yet a third spinoff series. You like that, don’t you? Mm hmm.
  5. Frankie!! We want more Frankie the Tailor! (I will tell you Frankie has a few big cameos in Coletrane. <–Here’s the deal: I love Frankie hard. Fuggin’ A. So, I’m due a leetle time off, and I am toying with the possibility of serializing a short story for him, for free. There’s the possibility (if I do it. I might just sleep for a month instead) it will only be on my newsletter for the time being, here RIE WARREN NEWSLETTER. So sign up now! I may also do a very short Josh Stone POV from a specific part of the Steele book (I don’t want to give away spoilers). Again, on the newsletter. Free. Because free is fun.
  6. Sugar Daddy, and the Lowcountry Heat series . . . what’s happening with that, Rie? <–Y’all. I wish I could write every book that is in my head or, hell, in my dropbox with pages and pages of notes. I’ve received many emails about Ransome Boone, Reardon’s bro. First, I hope you’ve all read the new edition of Sugar Daddy I re-released as Indie January 2014 as I re-edited it and included a new final chapter. I have plans to finish this series with both Ransome’s story, and Palmer’s. I do not know when that will happen. For the moment I will be concentrating on all the Bad Boys, but trust. I hear you!
  7. When are you writing more M/M? <–I do have a new contemporary series. The first book is written. I’m keeping it completely under wraps at the moment as I’m not sure where it will be going, or when. Will it happen? Oh yes indeed.
  8. Signed paperbacks and swag, WANT. <–I hope to update my website in the next two months. I would like to include a “shop” on the new site. It will include (maybe not at first, but soon-ish) the ability to buy signed books and sexy swag! For now, if you’re interested, here is my AUTHORGRAPH page. All my ebooks are here for free (free!) personal signage.
The Carolina Bad Boys series:
STONE
RIDE
LOVE
STEELE

Thank you for making this one explosive summer! Super huge love to you, and happy, sexy reading.

Oh, and question time: Who is your fave Bad Boy so far?


***ANSWER IN COMMENTS AND I WILL CHOOSE ONE WINNER (from Random.org Friday, August 14th) to receive an ARC of Coletrane!*** 


Please note: ARCs will only be sent to authorized Amazon @kindle email addresses. One comment per person counted.

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Kinkaid is LIVE!

6/23/2015

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Yessiree! Book #2 in the sizzling summer Bad Boys of Retribution MC only gets hotter. Get your copy for $0.99 on AMAZON now! And bring a fan, you’re gonna need it.

Early reviews:


“Ms. Warren proves yet again that she can write some seriously hot sex scenes. But what surprised me (and shouldn’t have) is that she can write just as hot striptease scenes. Good grief! It’s no wonder that Kinkaid was able to pay for his grandfather’s medical bills and care by working only three nights a week. I felt like I should have been stuffing bills into my Kindle.” ~Wicked Reads Review Team


“Holy hell . . . I don’t even know where to start. I feel like I’ve been through the wringer and somehow made it through the other side after a slathering of baby oil from a lap dance, crying my eyes out, and not throwing my Kindle.” ~GiveMeBooks


“I must say…#MaleStripper + #BadassBiker = Kinkaid…was a brilliant idea. Make sure you have plenty of tissues nearby before you start reading this book, you’re gonna need them, for more than one reason. You’ll thank me later (wink-wink).” ~iScream Books

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Smokin’ hot excerpt from Kinkaid:
“Wanna go a round with me?” With those six little words, Sadie stole the air from my lungs.

“What? Here?”


She pulled up her fists, rolling her eyes. “This kind of going a round, not the getting naked and fucking it out kind.”


“Oh.” Didn’t I feel stupid? And frustrated as hell. “Are you serious? I told you the first day we met I don’t hit girls. After you hit me.”


A faint smile curved her kissable lips. “I know. That’s what makes you so much fun.”


She unclasped the hooks of her overalls at her shoulders.


“Now what the hell are you doing?” I sprang toward her, stilling her hands. My cock sprang to attention, too.


Big surprise.



“Well I can’t fight ya in these. They’re too baggy.” Wresting free of my hold, she dropped the paint-stained denim to her feet. “I’m wearing boxers, see?”


“Of course you are.” They were light blue and almost modest. But she was wearing nothing else but a black ribbed tank top—nipples firmly pressed against the thin cloth—and no lines of a bra.


Her tits swung, soft and inviting, as she held out her arms. “What? Boxers are good enough for you, aren’t they?”


“Don’t wear boxers.” I defensively cupped my crotch.


Sadie touched my wrist, underneath which my dick already pulsed, pounded, needed her. “Oh. You’re a briefs man then.”


With a strangled cough-choke, I said nothing, looking anywhere but at her.


“Ohhh.” Her eyes wide and comprehending, she licked the bow of her upper lip. “So, you wanna strip off too?” She leered at me.


“In general, I go commando.” Hairs on my wrists bristled where she touched me. My face flushed. “I wear a jockstrap under my shorts when I workout.”


“Even better. Shuck off the shorts,” Sadie ordered.


Oh dear Lord, she was definitely flirting with me. It was better than fighting, but I wasn’t sure how long my willpower would last especially with her standing there, just two small articles of clothing away from being naked. It was crazy, but her in the tank top and boxer shorts was a damn sight sexier than any of the primped and preened girls I’d ever been with.


For the first time I truly noticed how long her legs were. How high and round her breasts were. The way tiny fine hairs glinted on the nape of her neck, showing on that delicate expanse of skin with her hair swinging in the usual ponytail.


There was a hot snap to the cool air in the shed as if a current of electricity raced between us.


“Not taking my shorts off,” I gritted out.


“Scaredy cat.” She snapped the waistband of my shorts, her blunt fingernails scratching lightly against my lower pelvis, dangerously close to the thump-throb of my erection.


In a flash, I had Sadie on the floor. She kicked at me with her heels. She flew at me with her fists. Her legs wound around me, and she managed to flip me to my back. Her hair started falling free of the ponytail, and sandy gold strands wisped around her face. Hopping to her feet, she crouched above me.


“Gotcha!” she shouted triumphantly.


With a lightning fast strike, I gripped her around the waist and pulled her back over me. She squealed and squirmed, but I tightened my bear-hug hold. All her wriggling had a massive effect on my cock, making it rise even harder inside the confines of my jockstrap.


Sadie felt it at once. Her movements changed from frantically trying to get away to slowing down and writhing on top of me.


My head beat back to the floor with a thunk as I swallowed a groan inside. Gathering those last shreds of willpower, I flipped her off me. Then I straddled her. During our tussle, her top had rucked up, and my hands rested on the taut skin of her belly.


“What do we have here?” I changed the scorching sexual mood in a flash, tickling her bare skin.


She giggled and tried to bat my hands away, but I was relentless. I tickled her until her cheeks were bright with a pink flush, her blue eyes dancing, and she huffed between laughter and shouts.


I stopped abruptly, staring as she panted beneath me. She was perfect. I’d seen her face a thousand times, but I’d never really seen her as a woman, a beautiful, funny, foul-mouthed, vibrant woman.


I gathered a handful of her hair in my fingers, stroking the strands of honey and gold.


She bucked up beneath me, her hips arched to my groin. Her lips fell open and her gaze wandered down my chest to my shorts. My cock beat against the fabric, full and stiff.


“I think the real question is what do we have here?” she asked in a sultry purr. Her hand grazed me softly once before returning with more accuracy. She rubbed my length. “Oh, Kinkaid. Feels so hot, so heavy.”


I jerked against her, my fingers clamping down on her hair. A bead of sweat drizzled down the side of my face and onto my chest. Every single nerve ending in my body pinpointed on my dick, which pulsed as blood engorged it even more.


“Jesus.” I moved my pelvis, searching for more direct contact with her hand.


“Good Lord. You’re as big as that plank of wood and just as hard.” She dragged her fingers up and down my rigid cock.


We stared at each other, only inches apart. The moment should’ve been awkward, but it wasn’t. It was quickly becoming overheated. Or that was me, overheating. The seconds stretched out, and I blinked slowly, wondering if the connection would break.


It didn’t.

Get your copy for $0.99 on AMAZON now! 

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 Happy sexy reading, all!

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Steele Release Day!

4/2/2015

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It’s finally here, folks! Steele: Into Your Heart, Carolina Bad Boys #3!

You can get your piece of sexy alpha man Brodie Steele in ebook or paperback on AMAZON now! Don’t forget, the price is still 99 cents for a limited time, so jump to it. Keep reading for a hot new excerpt from Steele! And for info/links for the first Bad Boys of Retribution MC book, Hunter.

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Blurb:
Brodie Steele is a badass MC dude. Ashe Kingston is a sexy police officer with an attitude. Their bad blood runs deep. But after they hook up at a wild biker week, can they keep their pact? What happens at Bike Week stays at Bike Week. Yeah, right.

Riding out the rough years following a family tragedy, Brodie is still trying to put his life back together when he finds something he never expected with Ashe. She annoys the ever lovin’ hell out of him, and turns him on so much he can’t see straight. He keeps coming back for more.

Ashe isn’t just a hard-nosed police officer. And she wants no part of Brodie outside of their no-strings-attached fling. There’s no way he’s settling-down material but he’s hard to resist with his inked sleeves and rebellious ways, not to mention piercings in places that make Ashe melt. Brodie Steele is dangerous, delicious, and suddenly determined to have her.

If there’s anything more risky than laying his heart on the line for this sexy woman, it’s Ashe’s job. It puts her life in danger in a way he can’t possibly protect her from. Can their hot bond win out over the bad blood of years past? Or will Ashe be taken from Brodie before she lets him into her heart?

Steele excerpt:

STANDING ON THE SIDE of the road, Ashe blushed and stammered. She kept backing away from me.
Oh yeah, this is gonna be fun.

“So I take it your shift is over?” I asked.

“Just got off duty.”

“And now you wanna get off?”

“Something like that.” She stopped and tilted her head to the side. A smile broke out across her face. “Whaddya say, Brodie? Going to resist me?”

“Don’t recall resisting you the first time.” I ambled closer. “Or the second.” My lips whispered up her neck, trailing kisses to her earlobe. “The third, fourth . . .”

Ashe whimpered.

Perfect.

I moved my lips to the corner of her mouth, ready to kiss her, when
she slipped away from me. Using some fast cop move with her leg hooked around mine and my elbows suddenly wrenched behind my back, she whipped me around so fast I face-planted with the brick gate of the plantation. Then she muscled me against it.

“What the fu—” I stopped when I heard the rattle of her handcuffs. I spun my head to the side. “You’re not seriously putting those things on me.”

She gripped both my wrists and cuffed them together in a tight hold of metal rings.

Did I struggle? Hell, no. She stared at her handiwork with a grin on her face.

“Bet you couldn’t wait to break those out.” My voice dropped low and
gravelly.

“Baby. I could’ve hauled out the cuffs in Myrtle Beach and had you begging for more.”

Cars whizzed past as I stood there by the road with my wrists in cuffs and Ashe pressed against my back. My cock reached new levels of stiffness.

She forced my legs apart, and I leaned my forehead against the cool brick, taking ragged breaths. Her hands moved from my shoulders down my back and over my ass.

“I’m gonna assume you’ve wanted to pat me down for years.” I jerked into her touch when her hands slid up my legs to the insides of my thighs.

Her fingers curled over my cock and balls from behind, and she squeezed.

I’d never had a sexy police officer fantasy before but suddenly knew we’d be replaying this scene, with Ashe’s shirt unbuttoned and maybe just a white thong beneath it. Oh yeah.

“And I’m going to assume you’re about to make a comment about my nightstick versus yours.”

I felt the stiff wood of her billy club against my stiff wood, and groaned loudly. Pivoting around, I clenched my jaw. “How far is your place?”

“Ten minutes.”

“Get these fucking cuffs off me and let’s go. If you’re lucky I’ll let you use them on me later.”

STEELE ON AMAZON
More hot bad boys are coming this summer with all four Retribution MC books! Hunter is up first–June 2, 2015!
HUNTER ON AMAZON You can preorder it now on Amazon for 99 cents, yo. 


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Blurb:
From the world of Carolina Bad Boys! Hunter Sexton is too hot to handle . . .

Hunter:

My call-sign is GHOST. My roadname, too. I keep my head down, stay off the grid, fly under the radar. I’m the rough, gruff, good guy who does bad things for pay.


JB is my most recent mistake. The MC babe is innocence wrapped up in a rockin’ body. Don’t get me wrong, she has a wicked side,
too. She’s kickass in bed, when we make it that far. But she’s the ultimate wholesome good girl, and I don’t want to dirty her up.


Hey, no one said life was all fun and games, right?


JB:

Good girl? I prefer to think of myself as a rebellious hellion. I live my life like I ride my bike: carefree, in your face, and full throttle. My soft side? Well, that’s reserved for my job.


I’m not looking for love, and I certainly don’t need any relationship complications. Too bad complicated is the only way Hunter comes.


He’s a quiet, deadly storm. He prowls. He hunts me. He wants me. He’s sexy, sinful . . . secretive. Hunter will turn my life inside out no thanks to his dangerous past about to come back and bite us both in the ass.


Who’s gonna save us now?


Warning: Graphic sex, graphic action, graphic language. Triple X caution.


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Carolina Bad Boys Series Sale!

2/13/2015

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99 Cents Each!STONE, At Your Service – LOVE, In The Fast Lane – STEELE, Into Your Heart February 13 – February 2o. Get your love on with the Carolina Bad Boys during Valentine’s week! PLEASE NOTE: includes special preorder price slash on Steele down from $2.99 (previous preorders will be honored at new lower price).
STONE ON AMAZON
STONE AMAZON UK
LOVE ON AMAZON
LOVE AMAZON UK
STEELE ON AMAZON
STEELE AMAZON UK 
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Extremely steamy first look inside Steele, Into Your Heart. Read At Your Own Risk:

Ashe’s hand against my hard throbbing shaft slid slowly up and down as she stood on tiptoes and set her lips against my ear. “Show me what you do after you drop me off at home, all hot and horny, because I know you think about me riding you, sucking you, fucking you when you jerk off.”

“Kinky,” I grunted, holding her palm against me.


“I would love to watch you stroke this thick cock for me until you come everywhere, Brodie.”


“Deal.” After boosting her inside the pickup, I hurried around to the other side.


With the seat back and the steering wheel tilted up, I waited for her to tell me what she wanted.


“Unzip your pants and show me.”


My breathing was out of control and my cock so stiff it hurt. I pulled open the top button and unzipped as ordered, watching Ashe watching me. Her hooded eyes glowed from the streetlights. A bead of sweat rolled down my chest and I tugged up my shirt. With one hand I reached inside my jeans and pulled out my dick, curling my hand around the base.


“What next?” I asked in a low rough voice.


“Balls too. I want to see your balls.”


I lifted them out and fondled them for a second.


“Gather all that dripping precome onto your fingers and glide your fist up and down your cock.” Ashe’s voice became even breathier. Her breasts rose and fell rapidly inside her halter top.


I did as she told me, grunting as I slowly stroked up and down. Ashe wet her lips with the tip of her tongue, and I groaned. When my fingertips ran across the frenny piercings, she moaned softly. As I twirled the ball piercing at the tip of my dick, I looked down at the steely hard shaft flexing in my hand.


Rigid, thick, incredibly hot, my cock stood straight up from the base of blond pubes. I curled my fingers just beneath the bulging head and squeezed until more drops of liquid welled from the slit.


“Please touch me, Ashe.”


She shook her head. “I want to watch you come for me.”


“Then touch yourself.” My thighs were quaking, and I leaned my head against the back of the seat, pumping my hips and thrusting my cock up through my fist.


Ashe’s hands shook as she untied the bow behind her neck. The top dropped, propelled by gravity, until it hung, hooked on her raised nipples. Skimming her fingers over the round mounds of flesh, she rolled the halter down to her waist with an arch of her back. There was no bra underneath. Her tits looked full and creamy, the tips deep pink and swollen. She threw her head back as she thumbed the buds, pinching and rubbing them.


“Oh, God, Brodie,” she whimpered.

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She needs a job. He wants a mistress. Hearts and contracts are bound to get broken.

Shay Greer is pure GRITS—a Girl Raised In The South–but nowhere near a demure southern belle. She’s looking for a way out of her broken down marriage when she lands an unexpected job offer she really should refuse. Position? Mistress. Fringe Benefits? Of course. Fraternization with sexy CEO Reardon Boone? Required.


Shay signs on, lured by the promise of intimacy missing from her failed marriage. She’s barely survived a hellish year of heartbreak and needs a fresh start. Little does she know a clean break is the last thing she’ll get with the mysterious millionaire.


Reardon sticks to his tried and true rules: no-strings-attached seduction, no messy emotions, absolutely nothing resembling a real relationship. This sassy, sultry woman fits the bill precisely…until she arouses more than his erotic appetite.


A shark in the boardroom and a lady killer in the bedroom, Reardon is as irresistible as he is unattainable. Shay falls hard, but his inability to love could tear them apart. She finds out that beneath Reardon’s seductive mask lies a man as tortured as she is.


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Get Addicted to LOVE!

12/11/2014

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That’s right! You fell in love with bad boy/sweet DILF Josh Stone in Carolina Bad Boys #1 . . . now it’s time to get down and dirty with Mr. Nicky Love!

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Rie Warren gives readers a bad boy bachelor and a tattooed vixen in this hot new release from her steamy southern series.
New York Times bestselling paranormal author, Nicky--Nick—Love is anything but successful in love. For years he’s lost himself in his writing career, but now he’s ready to get back to his rebel-boy roots. While restoring a motorcycle at Stone’s Auto Service, he meets the Wildcat of his dreams. She’s a shock to the system for the romance writer who doesn’t remember a damn thing about wooing a woman.

Cool-as-ice, Catarina “Wildcat” Steele is utterly untouchable until Nicky ignites a spark she can’t control. Their electric attraction explodes as Nicky pursues her, but he comes bearing the baggage of a family tragedy he’s hidden from everyone. He knows love has no guarantees.

Their passionate romance falls apart when Nicky discovers Cat’s secret rivals his own. The truth about her past reopens Nicky’s raw wounds and awakens a ghost he never laid to rest. He doesn’t know how to have Cat, and now he can’t trust her. Will they be torn apart . . . or tamed by love?
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Stone Outtakes: Josh and Nicky Interview

10/30/2014

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What happens when faaaaabulous Jules Gem—the LitLuv convention mouthpiece (bullhorn, bulldog . . . )—gets a crack at our favorite Carolina Bad Boys? Oh, and she seems to be hiding a few luscious secrets of her own. 
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Read on for the final Stone, At Your Service bonus scene, and be sure to tune in tomorrow for a special Halloween preview of book #2, Love, In the Fast Lane. There might even be a giveaway on my Facebook page to coincide tomorrow. 
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​Jules Gem Takes a Bite out of the Boys

Stone was arrogant, cocky, and somewhat bashful. A deeeelicious combo. He’d intrigued me from the first moment I laid eyes on him at the LitLuv convention. During the Guys with Balls competition, I was at the end of my rope. Amateurs, the lot of those men. Even the professionals. Then there was Stone. He’d generated more than just my interest—not that I was interested in him like that. But for someone who claimed to be gay, there was something going on between him and our illustrious Miss Leelee Songchild.

I’d intended to find out what. I hadn’t had to wait all that long for Stone to be un-outted. No surprise there. But imagine my surprise when I discovered he lived in Mt. Pleasant, South Carolina, just a stone’s throw away from my beach rental on Isle of Palms. I absolutely had to follow up with him once the convention ended.

And I had an ulterior motive.

With my salon-streaked hair fluffed out and my Lancôme lipgloss in place, I pranced into Stone’s Auto Service for the second time that summer. Stone still owed me another favor, and I meant to collect. The men—his mechanics—fell over themselves to help me, then blinked in surprise when I explained Stone was expecting me.

The largest of the bunch—Gerald was his name—came forward with a broad smile. “Yes, ma’am. Right this way.”

“It’s Miss.” I coolly replied. I did so enjoy getting under the skin of these massive, rugged men.

A few masculine chuckles followed my clarification.

“Rightio, Miss Gem.” Gerald had flushed beneath his dark brown skin, but he continued to grin at me.

Mick stepped up beside him. “I’ll take her.”

Hmmm. I laid one hand on his strong chest when he approached me. “I believe Gerald will do just fine. What was your name again? Mike? Michael?”

“Mick.” He growled, his gorgeous spring green eyes flashing.

I knew damn well who he was. He knew I knew it, too. I also knew why he wanted to get me alone. And that just didn’t fit into my crafty plan for him . . . yet. I placed my arm in the crook of Gerald’s proffered elbow, and off I glided, away from a furious-looking Mick.
What fun he was going to be.

I’d dressed with every ounce of care for this precious meeting. On the way to Stone’s office, I perfected my slightly prima donna, slightly power hungry persona. The Jules who usually only came out to play at the romance writers convention I helped organize every spring.
Stone and Nicky Love were waiting for me in the hideous office with the stained blue carpet. The smell of car oil swilled in the air instead perfume or cologne. They looked absolutely petrified, sitting next to each other on the small, equally distasteful sofa.

I dismissed Gerald and closed the door as he retreated to the hallway. “Well.” I sauntered inside and arranged myself behind Stone’s meticulous desk. “This is going to be sooooo much fun.” I gave an excited quiver for my captive crowd.

The pair of them looked like they were going to be sick.

I pulled out a miniature recording device. Clicking it on, I thought about which question to ask first. What handsome men they were. Big men, fidgeting in fear, in front of me. Stone with his huge build and his bedroom eyes, Nicky Love with his fit body and fabulous hair. They had agreed to do this interview under duress, of course. But what Jules Gem wants, Jules Gem gets. And they were far too entertaining to pass up.

Fully centered in my Jules character, I aimed a slightly sharkish grin at them. “So, boys, would you ever consider putting on a little sex show for the ladies? I’m sure Leelee would just love to see that. And if not her, well, I certainly wouldn’t object.” To objectifying you. I laughed to myself.

“What?” Stone’s voice spiked. His eyebrows did, too.

I loved terrorizing him. He was six years older than me, yet I could get him to squirm in his seat like a naughty schoolboy. Hmmm.
“Absolutely not.” Nicky was appalled.

Excellent.

Whereas sexy Stone wore his heart on his sleeve and on his face, Nicky Love was a much harder read. Equally handsome, but much more adept at hiding his true feelings in any given situation. It would be fun to break through his delicious shell.

“I don’t see why you’re sooooo adamantly against it. You did kiss at the convention, in front of everyone. Clearly you have exhibitionist homosexual tendencies.”

I almost laughed out loud when Stone’s jaw dropped open. He slammed it shut. He gaped again. “But that was . . . that was . . .”

“Soooo hoooooot.” I gave them a shiver of delight, then watched them both shudder in distaste.

“I was going to say fucking weird.” Stone glared at me.

“Amen to that, bro.” Nicky’s very otherworldly violet eyes took on a hard cast.

“Oh, but I beg to differ.” Folding my hands on top of the desk, I leaned forward. “It was surely one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen. And you know how we ladies like our male-male romance. Not even a little repeat?”

Stone peered at Nicky. Nicky stared back. I clapped my hands.

“Not a fucking chance.” Stone winked at me.

“Ditto.” Nicky eased slightly away from his friend.

I pouted. Then batted my eyelashes. They didn’t make a move toward one another. Maybe I should’ve brought my bullhorn with me. Stone could never refuse me when I used that.

The silence thickened until Nicky nervously laughed. “Besides he’s got Leelee and I’ve got my eye on someone.”

Bingo! Finally we were getting somewhere. I needed a little juicy gossip for my newest LitLuv magazine article. I pounced all over that.

“So the only reason you two won’t explore your gay fantasies is because you might otherwise be taken?”

“NO!” they shouted in unison.

Methinks the gents doth protest too much. But maybe there was another angle to play.

“Who is this lucky lady then?” I directed my question to Nicky.

“Not saying.” He crossed his arms over his chest.

“Bet I know.” His best bud jabbed him in the ribs.

“Wonderful, and . . .?” I asked.

Nicky punched Stone on the shoulder.

Stone frowned, rubbing the rippling muscle. “Can’t say.”

“Well then, Nicky, I have no other option than to think you’re lying. I think you really do wish there was something between you and Stone.” I interrogated the man who avoided my shrewd gaze. “Tell me what you felt when he kissed you. Was there a frisson of excitement? Had you two ever kissed before? Was there tongue action? Because it looked like—”

“Catarina Steele, okay?” he blurted. Horror showed on his face.

“Catarina Steele. Perfect.” I’d be looking her up soon.

“How does she do that?” Muttering to Stone, Nicky glanced at me.

“Voodoo.”

“Witchcraft.”

“Hexes.”

“Hey, at least she’s not one of our exes.” Nicky smirked.

“Word.” They fist bumped each other.

“Will you both be returning next year? Because I have serious plans in store for you, Stone, and you, Mr. Love, put the RAWR in Romance.” I dragged them away from their self-congratulations.

“Um,” Stone mumbled.

“Erm.” Nicky winced. He pulled the leather tie out of his wavy hair and raked his fingers through it. “Yeah. I think so.”

“Oh, is there a problem I should know about that would prevent your attendance?” This private man was just full of surprises.

“Problems? No. None at all.”

“Stalker fan chick on the crazy train,” Stone oh so helpfully supplied.

“Reaaallly? Goes by the name of . . .?” I asked.

“Nothing. Nobody. Forget it. And you”—he pointed at Stone—“shut it.”

Wonderful. I did so love unraveling a good mystery.

“Well, it’s been absolutely divine chatting with you two. I simply can’t wait until we catch up next time.” Clicking off my recording device, I pushed the chair back from the desk.

The men slumped in relief.

Poor boys.

“Oh! I nearly forgot. One last thing.” They jerked to attention. Purrrfect.“That man—Mick—who works here? He should still be out in one of the bays, yes?”

“What? Why do want to see him?” Stone had suspicion written all over his face.

“Oh, no reason. No reason at all.” I assumed an air of innocence. “He took care of my Jeep last time I came in. There’s something I want him to check out.” I smiled at Stone. “Besides, I am sooooo enjoying getting to know your mechanics. So manly, so delightfully gauche.”
“What the fuck does gauche mean?” he asked Nicky.

“I’ll explain it later,” Nicky muttered.

They both rose to their feet as I strode from behind the desk. “I can’t wait to see how this article pans out. Fans are waiting to hear more about you, you know? And we don’t just LitLuv it, we live it.”

“Yeah, right. Uh huh.” Stone shook my hand and opened the door.

And now for Mick. Not only was I the Perez Hilton of the romance conference circuit, I was also a journalist for the local Post and Courier. That’s why I’d recognized Mick the first time I came here. I knew him as Michael. Michael Cain. Yes, really. Of course that could be entirely fake, since he didn’t want his friends and fellow mechanics finding out about his moonlighting gig. My name certainly wasn’t Jules Gem, and I didn’t act like a bossy pit bull in girl’s clothing during my normal daily life. Well, not all the time.

I found him inside one of the sweltering bays. My gaze narrowed on him. In one word, he was hot. Two words? Smoking hot. Sexy as hell. He had too shaggy, shiny, dark auburn hair that fell in his eyes. His skin was so fair I wondered if he ever went to the beach. I’d like to see that, more than a Stone/Love do-over kiss. Mick’s lips were bright red, juicy-looking. Grease stains ran up his strong forearms and down one side of his slanting cheekbones. He wore the coveralls like a man accustomed to dirty work, draped at his waist, a white tank top underneath. An ornate, colorful tattoo peeked out from the cloth at the top of his chest. Then there were the two heavy bore, black plugs in his ears.

Absolutely utterly totally fuckable. Four words.

In his other job, he spiffed up nicely, usually showing up in clean khakis and button-down shirts. They didn’t do a damn thing to disguise the edgy beautiful man inside. I couldn’t decide which look I liked better. I might have to explore them both.

When he caught sight of me watching him, he loped over. “Juliana!”

Mmm, I loved the way he said my name. Or rather, hissed it.

Grabbing my wrist, he hauled me out back. The sun glinted off his hair, intensifying the deep red. He kept hold of my wrist and dragged me close. “Don’t tell anyone, okay?”

I brushed his full lower lip with the pad of my thumb then caressed the rough stubble on his jaw.

“Shit.” Mick expelled in a long breath. “That feels—”

The talking stopped when I pressed against him. His hard planes pushed against my softer curves. That time he groaned. That time, his hand left my wrist to tangle in my hair. The perfect mossy green of his irises darkened.

“I don’t want anyone to know.”

“I gathered.” I blew a gentle stream of air against the warm hollow of his throat.

One uneven exhale riffled the top of the artful blow-out my stylist took such pride in. “You are making me insane.”

I wriggled from his embrace. “I gathered.”

Mick, Michael Cain, etc., whoever, had a nice little secret he didn’t want to get out. We were on the same circuit for the Post and Courier. My burly, dirty, tasty mechanic was also a wedding photographer—and quite sought after, too. His sideline didn’t jive with his macho meathead reputation. My inner personality—the one no one saw—didn’t really go with the Jules Gem most people knew, either.
We had more than one thing in common, and so much chemistry the air blazed between us every time we met. Mick wouldn’t act on it, and I . . . I wasn’t often as ballsy as everyone thought.

“You’re going to owe me for keeping it under wraps, Mick.”

“Yeah?” He prowled to me, backing me against the wall, caging me with his arms. “And one day you’re gonna owe me because I’m gonna fuck you the way you want to be, Juliana. Hard and rough, then slow and hot, all night long. Just as soon as you drop this Jules Gem act and finally admit how much you want me.”

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