It’s 25 days until the ebook release of ENDLESS HEART, my third book in the HEART series. May 29th approaches! Needless to say I’m excited and thrilled to have this book published, more so than I anticipated.

When I began the journey of the HEART series with RUTHLESS HEART, I fully anticipated three books in the series. However, as a writer, nothing ever goes the way I plan it. The characters take over and, generally, all hell breaks loose. RUTHLESS HEART was no exception. Grady and Eliza taught me a lesson in following my heart, and falling in love.

I followed up with RESTLESS HEART, this is Angeline’s story, the sweet sister who ran from an abusive husband in RUTHLESS HEART. It was a gentle, sweet story with two characters who fell in love and found their mates. It didn’t have the bite or roughness of its predecessor. It was a different story, and again, I listened to Angeline and Sam, and their story was steeped in deep feelings with a smattering of Native American mysticism.

The last story to be told was Lettie’s. Ah, Lettie, my tough, outspoken dame with a chip on her shoulder the size of Wyoming. She had lived with that abusive husband for five years, long enough to develop a thick skin and pain so deep, she didn’t ever believe happiness or love were in store for her. Along comes Shane, quite possibly the most damaged hero I’ve ever written (that’s saying a lot too). He blamed himself for a great deal of dark happenings, and stayed in the shadows of his own misery.

There were never two people who deserved love than these two. ENDLESS HEART was a story that had to be told, no matter what. It’s an intense, emotional story that made me weep, made my heart thump and rejoice. I hope readers fall into Lettie and Shane’s world, and ready themselves for the ride of a lifetime.

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Gideon knew. He had demons of his own. And we would become the mirrors that reflected each other’s most private wounds… and desires.

The bonds of his love transformed me, even as I prayed that the torment of our pasts didn’t tear us apart…

“When it comes to brewing up scorchingly hot sexual chemistry, Day has few literary rivals.” — Booklist

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She followed him down the stairs, carefully checking for any signs of she might have left. There wasn’t anything. If he’d left anything when he’d come in earlier, that was his own damn fault.

He could worry about his own ass.

That very, very fine ass . . .

Scowling, she jerked her gaze away from that very, very fine ass and focused on his back instead. Nice back. Leanly muscled. Not bulky though. It was possible for shifters to bulk up—she’d seen it. It was freaky and required a dedication to pumping iron—usually in the seven, eight, nine-hundred pound range, but she didn’t like that kind of mass on a man anyway.

He looked . . . well, like what he was. A leanly muscled wolf in human’s clothing. That skin he wore was the disguise. Once they reached the kitchen, she pushed around him and said, “You know, if you damaged my bike, I’m going to damage you.”

“You’re so violent . . . I love it.” He followed her outside, but before she could get to the bike, he did, using that wolf-quick speed and resting a hand on the handlebars. “I’ll push it out.”

“I can get my own bike,” she said, glaring at him.

“Yeah, and until I’m on the damn bike with you, I’m pushing it. You don’t trust me . . . I don’t trust you, either. I definitely don’t trust you not to try and take off without me.”

Sylvia had to admit. It had occurred to her, more than once, although she’d brushed the idea away almost immediately.

She’d said she’d worked with the jerk. She didn’t go back on her word. Glaring at him, she shoved him back from her bike. Or she tried. He didn’t move. “Look, pal. I said we could do this together. Now will you back off?”

“So you can try to get on it and take off?” He leaned over the bike, pressed his nose against the curve between her neck and shoulder.

Sylvia shuddered, but all he did was breathe her in. “You know, I think I’ll back off. And part of me even hopes you try to run. You know what will happen if you do? I’ll chase you . . . ever been chased by a Hunter, Syl?”

“Don’t call me Syl,” she rasped.
He ignored her, rubbing his cheek against the sensitive flesh of her neck. She needed to push him away. Really. That was what she needed to do. Instead, she just stood there. “You haven’t been chased by one of us. You’ve done a damn good job staying out of our way,” he rumbled, his voice taking on that deep, low rasp. “But you couldn’t do it this time. Know what they say about a Hunter and his prey?”

He bit her.

Sylvia slammed a hand against her bike. If she hadn’t, she just might have collapsed to the ground, a useless puddle of flesh, want and lust.

“Once we get your scent, we never stop.” He lifted his head, staring down at her with eyes that glittered. Eyes that burned. Eyes that glowed. “And Sylvia . . . I’ve got your scent all, fucking over me.”

Her heart beat hard and slow inside her chest. Stifling a groan, she whispered, “Is that a threat, Hunter?”

“No.” He cupped her chin in his hand, stroked his thumb over her lip.

“It’s a promise. And I think you and I both know that I don’t plan on sticking a knife in you. I want something else entirely.” Pressing down against her lip, he held her gaze with his and then asked gruffly, “So . . . are you going to try and run?”

As mentioned… this is the last one.  I hope you enjoy it.  If you’ve never read these books, this one would work just fine as a standalone.  I’d love to send the series out with a bang, so if you’re interested in ordering it?  I’d love it.

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Shiloh

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Dead Flowers by Lori Armstrong

Cynical, bad girl PI Julie Collins isn’t the hearts and flowers type, especially not after she’s spent the last few weeks spying on cheating spouses. So when Julie suspects her man, Martinez, may be stepping out on her, she sees red and decides to take matters into her own hands. Let’s just hope Cupid’s Bow gets to Martinez before Julie does.

Above Reproach by Allison Brennan

Sex crimes detective Selena Black knows high-powered government attorney Greg Keller is the River City Rapist; proving it is another matter. Keller enjoys the cat and mouse game with the blonde detective, and makes sure she knows she’s exactly his type. As every possible avenue of investigation is shut down by the courts or her boss, Selena realizes that if someone doesn’t do something to stop Keller, more women will suffer–and she may be next.

The Housewife Assassin’s Bloody Valentine by Josie Brown

What is CIA contract assassin Donna Stone’s idea of a Valentine’s Day getaway? Certainly not orchestrating a jailbreak out of a Mexican prison for a notorious drug lord. But because he has intel as to the whereabouts of an international terrorist organization planning a Valentine’s massacre, there will be no intimate dinner for two or couples massage for Donna and her ops leader, Jack Craig. Just plenty of sun, surf, submarines, sharks… oh yeah, and sex.

Bobbie Faye’s Whacked Out, No Good, Really Sucky, Hot Mess of a Wedding by Toni McGee Causey

Bobbie Faye Sumrall, Cajun Contraband Days Queen, gun expert, and ultimate professional in being in the wrong place at the wrong time, absolutely positively does not want to go through with the ridiculous wedding that Trevor’s forcing her to agree to, but she soon finds out she has more important things to worry about–like surviving the plot to make her disappear when she’s set up as a fall guy for the theft of a priceless religious icon. And that’s the good news.

Blood and Roses by Sylvia Day

When insurance investigator Anastasia Miller sets out to retrieve the rose-hued pink diamonds stolen in a recent heist, she finds herself working alongside former flame, deputy U.S. Marshal Jake Monroe — the man she loved enough to leave behind.

Nightfall by Laura Griffin

Stranded on an icy road as darkness falls, Holly Henriksen knows she is in trouble. A charming stranger stops to help and Holly decides to trust him, but soon finds out he is harboring a deadly secret.

King of Hearts (A Rough Rider Short Story) by Lorelei James

Deputy Cam McKay is devastated after dealing with a Valentine’s Day murder/suicide in his small county. Will allowing his family to see the dark past that haunts him, help heal him?

A Punishing Night by Sophie Littlefield

Detective Joe Bashir returns to his alma mater to investigate the stabbing death of a male college student. Rumors of date rape and fraternity hazing complicate a sensitive case as Joe tries to balance the demands of the investigation with caring for his elderly father. Help – and possibly romance – come from an unexpected source.

Pick Your Poison (A Bullet Catchers Novella) by Roxanne St. Claire

Benjamin Youngblood’s only chance to prove he’s worthy of being a Bullet Catcher is to find and stop an assassin. On probation from the elite security force, Ben has to rely on instinct and brains…and one feisty flower farmer. When Callie Parrish discovers her entire crop of rare black roses has been stolen, she’d partner with the devil himself to recoup her loss. It doesn’t take her long to realize she’s done just that…and the road to hell is paved with poisonous petals and deadly kisses.

Rebel Rose by Karin Tabke

For Detective Cash Cantrell, hunting down a University serial killer is as routine as strapping on his gun each morning. Until he comes face to face with meddlesome coed, Rebel Yell Culpepper. He doesn’t know if he should arrest her or kiss her, but one thing Cash knows for sure, Rebel is key to finding the murderer, and the killer knows it too…

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When temptation catches fire, saddle up and hang on for the ride.

Lone Wyatt is a long way from his Colorado home. After his brother married the woman they both loved, he figured it’d be best if he was out of the way. He’d like to have his own one-and-only, but he’s in no rush. Until he saunters into a small Oklahoma town and spots Charli Kudrow. One wary glance from her haunted eyes, and he knows there’s hidden fire inside her just waiting to erupt. And he’s ready to tear through every objection she can think up.

Charli intends to slip out of Shooters unnoticed as soon as she’s done pinning a help wanted notice to the bulletin board. But there’s a cowboy at the bar with a killer smile who seems hell-bent on seducing her. And she feels something she hasn’t felt in five long years of widowhood—a spark of attraction. Thinking she’ll never see him again, she succumbs to temptation, only to discover that little “spark” is more like a raging wildfire.

One weekend is all he asks. One weekend to prove there’s more between them than just blazing hot sex…

Warning: Sometimes, love happens in an instant, but it takes a lot of sexin’ up to make one stubborn woman a believer.

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Lone Wyatt picked up his saddle from the hot sidewalk and hoisted it over his shoulder. With a nod of thanks to the driver of the pickup he’d hitched a ride with since Tulsa, he glanced up and down the dusty excuse for a main street. Without any particular direction in mind, he stepped out, glancing inside shops with Closed signs suction-cupped to windows. It looked like the little Oklahoma town had rolled up the carpet. Everything was closed.

With his sorry luck, he’d be sleeping on a bench this night.

Not that he was particularly worried about his predicament. He had a roll of bills in his pocket. A small bottle of JD was tucked into the bedroll strung to his saddle. He’d mailed his suitcase to his home in Colorado, and a buddy had trucked his horse back to the ranch, so he was footloose and fancy-free. No more bulls to ride. No one looking for him to do a damn thing.

Yes-sirree. Lonny Wyatt might have quit the rodeo in his prime with his back still strong and his bones intact, but he had prospects.

Too bad they were all back in Colorado.

After flying in for his brother’s wedding two months ago, he’d given True full authority to manage the family ranch as he saw fit. Somehow, it had felt like the right thing to do. True would continue to send him his cut of the profits, but Lonny didn’t have to face another numbingly cold winter in the high mountain meadows.

Besides, True had hired permanent hands so he could spend more time with his pretty new wife, and Lonny knew True still had some issues to work through there. The fact Lonny had been there, sharing the warmth of Honey’s bed the first time True and Honey hooked up, still stuck in his brother’s craw.

Not that True had ever said a thing. In fact, he’d asked Lonny to come home. Left the door open if ever he wanted to return. However, Lonny wasn’t ready to settle down and be a rancher.

He’d done all right on the circuit this year. Rode a few nasty bulls into the dirt. But the thrill was gone. Buckle bunnies had lost their luster. Many of his old friends had retired and married.

Truth was, Lonny was at a loss to figure out what he wanted to do next. Watching True and Honey share their first kiss as husband and wife had caused a funny pang of envy to tighten his chest. They’d both looked so happy. His brother’s smile when he’d lifted his head and turned to face the guests had been radiant.

Not an expression Lonny had ever seen on his brother’s face before. But then, True had reason to be happy. Honey was a helluva woman—warm, giving—and completely in love with him.

And that was the real reason Lonny had left. He didn’t want to be an impediment. Didn’t want to remind them both he’d had the first kiss. That he’d tasted Honey Cahill and fallen just a little in love with her himself before he’d taken a step back and let his brother have her.

True needed her more.

Lonny took a deep breath and placed one booted foot in front of the other. Somewhere out there was his future. He just had to find it.

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(Please, God, I worked really, really hard on this trilogy…I’d like to see it not tank.  Love, me)

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And one more scene from IF YOU SEE HER…

“You’ve got this way of looking at me that makes my heart about stop.”

“Is that good thing or bad thing?”

“I’m still trying to figure out it out.” She popped a bite into her mouth.

Remy gritted his teeth and had to spend the next thirty seconds with gritted teeth as he waited for her to chew that bite and swallow.  “What do you mean, you’re still trying to figure it out?”

She shrugged and reached for her tea.  “Just that.  I’m still trying to figure it out.  But I think it was an altogether bad thing, I wouldn’t have come in here and I wouldn’t be sitting here, either.”  She took a drink from her tea and then, still staring into the glass, she said, “You make me nervous.  I’m used to being nervous, but not like this.”

Nervous…hell.  He could understand that.  He opened his mouth, then closed it, entirely too uncertain with what he wanted to say, what he needed to say, what he thought she might want to hear and what might scare her to death. He reached for his sandwich, although he was no longer at all hungry.  “Would it make you feel any better if I told you that you make me pretty nervous, too?”

Hope snorted.  “I don’t want lines, Remy.”

“That’s good, because I don’t waste my breath on them.”  He took a bite of his sandwich and washed it down before it turned to sawdust in his throat.   “I tend avoid complications and you’ve got complication written all over you.”

“Gee, thanks.”

He grinned.  “And here I sit, trying to figure out the best way to convince you to go to the drive-in with me this weekend.”

“The drive-in?” A wide smile lit her face—one that damned near transformed it.  She went from being pretty to…breath-taking.

She literally stole his breath, sucked it right of him. He felt like he’d been sucker-punched as she leaned forward, smiling at him.   Her eyes, when they didn’t have all those sad, somber shadows, almost danced, he thought.

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No more waiting! Strokes is live at Amazon! If you mosey on over there, please be sure to “like” and “tag” the book while you’re ordering you very own copy! Thanks! ~DD

From National Bestselling Author, Delilah Devlin, comes a naughty collection of seven bedtime stories for a week’s worth of nighttime reading pleasure—a little “som-som” to inspire sexy dreams or a one-handed orgasm, or to be read to a partner and enjoyed together.

Witness one woman’s desperate attempt to seduce her busy husband in “Lily’s Last Stand”. In “Nip ‘n’ Tuck” follow a shy seamstress’s adventures with an online suitor that doesn’t go quite as planned. Dive into “Dreaming by the Sea” where a woman with a mysterious past is surprised by a lover who strides naked from the ocean to claim her. An adventurous Victorian nurse learns the pleasures of steam-driven technology in “Dr.Mullaley’s Cure”. A New York commuter shares lustful daydreams of with another subway passenger in “The Morning Ride”. A woman finds the limits of her inhibitions tested in a one-night stand in “All About Me”. In “The Obedient Wife”, find out what really happened between The Beauty and the Beast. Hint: It’s not your children’s fairytale!

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From “Lily’s Last Stand”: The F-bomb fell effortlessly from her mouth, leaving him feeling bemused. “Who are you?” “Can I tell you who I want to be?”

From “Nip ‘n’ Tuck”: She suppressed a grin. He was being a good sport about this. She’d been the one to design the scenario. Something she’d always fantasized about doing to a stranger, but had never had the courage to try. Not until “TallDarkBanker” teased her in a private chat room into revealing her innermost desires.

From “Dreaming by the Sea”: He leaned his forehead against mine. “A kiss, Despy. Let me give you a kiss. I promise all will be answered.” A kiss. How simple. How frightening. Everything would change. I knew it.

From “Dr. Mullaley’s Cure”: “I feel…nearly…oh, the agony…oh, doctor!” Mrs. Headley gave a choked little scream, her upper body arching on the table before settling again. Her flushed cheeks shone with sweat, but the smile she gave the doctor was so filled with gratitude I felt a stirring of something akin to pride for the doctor’s skill.

From “The Morning Ride”: She saw him, or at least from the knee on down. Shiny black loafers. Knife-edged creases on his charcoal trousers. Sweeping her gaze upward, but still not looking directly, she eyed his tall, lean body, embracing the quickening tattoo of her heart. When he took his seat along the opposite wall and two seats down, she let out the breath she’d held, the pinpricks of darkness that had narrowed her vision to a tunnel, fading back. All was right in her world again.

From “All About Me”: “Why don’t you go first?” He shook his head, a smile twitching at the corners of his lips. “Now, see? That’s not what I want. And you said I could have anything I wanted if I made you come.” I snorted. “How do know you I didn’t fake it?” A sexy grin stretched across his face. “Baby, you came so hard you peed on me.”

From “The Obedient Wife”: The door swung open, and every word she’d rehearsed flew from her mind, because a great hairy beast dressed in trousers and boots and nothing more filled up the door. “This be the girl?” the beast rumbled. The daughter shivered at the deep, warm sound, unsure whether it was pleasure or fear and also unsure which excited her more.

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Their Virgin’s Secret
Contemporary Erotic Romance/Menage a trois
Release Date: Dec 24, 2011

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Two Men on a Mission

Security Professionals Burke and Cole Lennox have shared women before but never meant to fall in love with one. Their lives are precarious, always on the edge of trouble. But Jessa Wade is too tempting, too perfect to let go. They’re on a dangerous mission, but they can’t help but get close to the beautiful, innocent artist. When their mission takes them to a foreign land, they reluctantly leave their love behind, promising to return for her one day.

A Woman with a Secret

After her lovers disappeared, Jessa Wade bravely moves on with her life, protecting her secret. But when she becomes the target of one of Burke and Cole’s enemies, the men leap into action, vowing to save their woman and to never leave again. As danger stalks all three, they must come together and face the mistakes of their past. On the run and out of time, Burke and Cole will fight for their future with Jessa. But will Jessa’s secret bring them together…or tear them apart?

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PASSION FOR THE GAME

For the notorious Lady Winter, seduction and duplicity are required to survive. Cunning and precision are the tools of pirate Christopher St. John. Pitted against one another, they are a surprise waiting to happen…

Set a criminal to catch a criminal

Christopher St. John and Maria, Lady Winter are infamous in Society for their misdeeds and their charming allures. Wherever they go, scandalized whispers and covetous glances follow. A ruthless pirate and a widow whose two husbands have met untimely deaths, the wickedly renowned figures are even more intriguing to the authorities. Now they’ve been set on the most provocative of tasks–St. John is released from prison to learn the “Wintry Widow’s” intimate secrets, while Lady Winter is charged with performing a similar deception in reverse. One will succeed. One will hang.

From ballroom to bedroom, they’re perfectly matched

With the fate of loved ones in the balance, the unlikely couple embarks upon a battle of wills and wits that takes them from glittering ballrooms to the depths of the underworld to the candlelit pleasures of the bedroom. As they fall helpless to a desire and startling affinity neither expected, the deadly web of their subterfuge closes in, forcing them to make a choice. Individual freedom? Or an audacious scheme to keep an impossible yet irresistible love…

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