Directions of the Heart
Genre: modern romantic drama collection
Blurb:
Embark on a remarkable journey of drama, romance, and passion...
In all of these amazing stories, there's one burning question...is love worth the risk?
Without You
Reece and Jenna are two childhood friends separated by time and distance. Can they find a way to heal their bond, or perhaps forge a new one?
Strange Heat
Spurred by her friend’s close call, Victoria decides to take a risk and prove the lifestyle she led was her downfall. But as Tory sinks deeper into the tumultuous abyss of desire with the mysterious Rick, can she climb back out before it’s too late? Or does she even want to?
Memories
Struggling to run her family’s farm on her own, Sadie takes on a hired hand, Matt. As they grow closer, so does the danger. Someone wants her legacy. Can they combat this new threat, as well as the demons of the past, before Sadie loses everything, including her life?
A Touch of Dawn
Caitlyn thought she’d be in the dark forever. But with the light came Jack, the police consultant who found her. Can they take a journey of healing together, or will Caitlyn retreat into the darkness of her mind, where she lived for so long?
(CONTENT WARNING: With an abuse awareness theme in this collection, there may be triggers here for past trauma sufferers. However, HEAs are guaranteed.)
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Read a Sexy Excerpt
“Tory?” Rick asked
groggily from the doorway. ‘“What are
you doing, querida?”
She hadn’t heard
him open the door. “Just finishing up,” she replied, setting down the hairbrush.
“Come back to
bed...”
She gazed at his
image in the mirror. His eyes heavy-lidded with sleep, his dark hair mussed,
she knew the lonesome puppy look wasn’t real. No, he was a full-blooded man. He
was capable of more than she’d ever given him credit for, and she had played
with fire too often with him.
Before she could
reply, he’d stepped forward to wrap his arms about her body, one hand resting
beneath her breasts, with the other placed all too close to her soft mound of
femininity. Even though the bathrobe was thick, she knew it was hardly an
obstacle for his competent hands. “Mmm,” he said, and the hair near her neck
shifted. “You smell good.” He nibbled her ear in a playful fashion. “You taste
good too. Por Dios, Tory, I want you
again.”
What he did to her
was wonderful. “You haven’t stopped wanting me,” she murmured as she felt the
hard proof of his arousal against her buttocks through the fabric between them.
“I know. I must
have you or I’ll die.”
She giggled. “Rick,
that’s not likely,” she protested against his lips as with a gentle hand on her
jaw, he turned her head to kiss her.
“I know. But, this
time it will be different. You, my little vixen, will be in control.”
When his lips raced
down her throat to her beating pulse, she managed, “What...I don’t understand.”
His gaze briefly
held hers before he possessed her lips again. “You will,” he whispered.
Soon, she came to
realize what he meant. Suddenly he released the sash of the bathrobe she wore,
and it billowed around her feet. He eased her down upon the tiles. She moaned
when he cupped her breasts in turn, grazed his thumbs over them. Then he
squeezed one gently. A free hand swept between her thighs, as if testing her
response.
He groaned. “Always
so wet for me, gorgeous.”
Just when she
expected him to take her, he didn’t. He held her close, rolling with her until
she lay astride him. Moving inside her, he used his hands on her hips to guide
her further. He wore no condom this time. Her eyes flew to his face, but his
lids were lowered. He appeared to be in another world, waiting for her to take
the reins.
Uncertain, she
figured she may as well try. She moved to take him deeper and sighed at the
wonder of it. Soon, her body became more urgent, eager for release. Vicky rode
him rhythmically, arching her back for the intense pleasure. Thinking he was
lost to her, she knew she couldn’t be more wrong when his fingernails dug into
the flesh of her hips.
His lids lifted and
that dark gaze caused her to shiver, the shockwave shifting somewhere inside.
Rick reached between their bodies to stroke her and she moaned, threw her head
back as she moved. It was wild, animalistic, unpredictable. Everything she
thought she wasn’t. And yet, he gave her this gift, to feel more than the
Victoria she’d always considered herself to be. With his offer of such
treasure, she felt powerful.
