Possessed by Him ~ Jacey Holbrand

Hey folks! Today I'm happy to announce that I finally have another story out! It's called Possessed by Him and is the first book in a new series: Helldorado Mongrels MC. But first a little about me...


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This story is the first book in my series called Helldorado Mongrels MC. The series follows different immortal shifter families, a couple of humans, and the quest for stolen gold. It takes place in southern Nevada. I’ve been toying with the idea for this series for the past few years after catching an episode of Haunted Highway on Syfy regarding the Hellhounds of Eldorado Canyon.

In book one, Possessed by Him, two human brothers are returning to the canyon where, as teenagers, they had a frightening experience in a gold mine when confronted with wolves. Cameron, one of the heroes of this story, also can’t stop thinking of a man who’s been invading his dreams for years since the incident and is surprised when he comes face to face with him in the flesh.

Cameron and dream man, Gabe, are hitting it off and the trip is going pretty well until Cameron is kidnapped by a member of the Helldorado Mongrels MC.

Want to know what happens when Cameron finds out the guy he’s super attracted to is an immortal wolf shifter and if he escapes the Mongrels? Well, you’ll just have to read the book now, won’t you? *wink*


~ * ~ BLURB ~ * ~ Forced to return to a place of childhood trauma, Cameron Russell fears he’ll have to confront the specter of the past once again. Instead, he comes face to face with the man of his dreams. Literally.

Unbeknownst to Cameron, Gabriel Dyson would do anything to help his human mate realize his destiny, including playing savior and invading Cameron’s dreams. When they finally meet face to face, all seems to go well. Then a member of the Helldorado Mongrels MC kidnaps Cameron, putting Cameron in mortal danger again.

While restrained, Cameron is told a fantastical story of werewolves, which has to be myth…right? Yet memories flare to life—visions of bites and kisses—making him question everything about Gabe.

Can Cameron and Gabe’s cosmic connection, their choices, and their love surpass the secrets Gabe has and the Mongrels’ evil plans?

Be Warned: m/m sex, anal sex, outdoor sex, language, violence

~ * ~ PG-13 EXCERPT ~ * ~ Cameron rubbed his clammy hands against thighs and took a deep breath.

The handsome man strode forward, his hand outstretched. “Hello. I’m Gabe, the tour guide.”

Holy shit. His eyes are sexy. Bedroom like. Almost wolfish. The way I’ve always dreamt them.

“Cameron.” He accepted Gabe’s handshake, and when their skin made contact, a sharp, electric sensation zapped Cameron hard.

An acrid, burning scent filled Cameron’s nose. The smell reminded him of the time his platoon had been out in the field for a training exercise during a rainy season. Lightning had struck close by the camp. Too near for comfort. All the men had complained about the ozone stink.

Had he been hit by a random bolt? A peek at the sky revealed not a cloud in sight. He took another lungful of air. Slowly the burnt fragrance interchanged with a faint pleasant smell. He could barely make it out, but it kind of reminded him of the holidays.

What he perceived as reality seemed to morph, bringing the time in his youth when he’d first seen the man at the campfire to touch upon the present moment where the man, Gabe, now stood. Once again, Cameron couldn’t help feeling like they were connected in some kind of cosmic way and that he knew the man who stood before him. Knew all his loves and hates, his quirks, the way the man would look at him with a dark and sultry, passion-filled gaze after they made love. Feeling like something clicked into place within him, it was as if Cameron had found a piece of his soul that he hadn’t realized was missing.

Just like I felt years ago. But how couldGabe be him?

The whole situation struck him as being uncanny, but so right at the same time.

Well said, Mate. The inner voice sounded like Gabe’s.

Cameron’s heart skipped a beat at the unbidden thought that popped into his head. Fighting the lust coiling within him and trying to calm his heart so it wouldn’t bang out of his chest, he reluctantly released Gabe’s hand.

“It’s such a pleasure to meet you, Cameron.” Gabe smiled.

There’s that grin I love. Cameron could have sworn the world slipped away and just the two of them were left. Him, alone with a stranger who wasn’t a stranger. He wanted to believe he stood before the love of his life, but he needed hard, tangible proof Gabe was who Cameron hoped he was. Not just some mystical, wishful thinking or facial expressions anyone could offer.

“Same,” Cameron managed to croak, then he cocked his head. Maybe if he played it cool and poked around with the right questions, he could figure out what the hell was going on. “We’ve met before, haven’t we? I feel I’ve seen you somewhere, like we already know each other.”

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Love & blessings to all!
Jacey

Breaking Bad: 14 Tales of Lawless Love

Breaking Bad: 14 Tales of Lawless Love

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Nice guys finish first, said no one ever. But we guarantee you’ll finish this collection filled with dark and dangerous alphas who obey no one, play by their own rules, and least of all allow anything to come between them and what they desire most. Download these 14 tales of Lawless Love and you’ll never look at thieves, hit men, bounty hunters or ex-cons the same way again. Break bad and our sexy-as-sin bad boys will steal your heart.

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Even when he does good, he’s bad.

Notorious by @CaitlinDaire
He says he's not guilty, but he might be the death of me anyway...

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Debt Collector’s Due by Shyla Colt
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Hank’s Justice

Contemporary Romance

Release Date: February 14, 2017

Blurb:

Justice needs to start afresh someplace her abusive ex can’t find or hurt her and her son anymore. Just her luck to be stranded in Scenic Falls, Montana where, instead of being faceless people in the big city, they stick out like sore thumbs. Being so conspicuous and drawing everyone’s attention, especially that of hot cattle rancher, Hank, means they can’t stay. No matter how much it feels like home.

Hank was born, raised, and plans to die in Scenic Falls. What he doesn’t need is to obsess over the city woman who’s come to town and no doubt would soon move on. Then Justice becomes his live-in cook and bookkeeper and, despite knowing she has secrets she won’t share, Hank realizes he’ll do anything to make her stay in the small town, and with him. That is, until Justice’s past comes calling, threatening everything.

Including their lives.

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Excerpt:

Justice studied the worn menu. What she really wanted was a nice, juicy, medium-well-done steak with a side of scrambled eggs. Her stomach groaned with just the thought of it. She saw the price, fifteen dollars. That wasn’t a lot of money, but her funds were rapidly depleting. They were still saying at the bed and breakfast and, at sixty-nine dollars a night for the past two months, had taken up a hefty chunk of her money. Luckily Abigale provided breakfast every morning and even though she wasn’t obligated to, cooked dinner every night except the weekends.

Justice also had to spend money on new clothes. Well, not new-new, but new to her. She’d gotten them from a secondhand shop for a bargain, but money was spent just the same. All in all she only had a little over three thousand dollars left.

What she needed was a job.

But a job meant setting down roots. Which meant supplying her driver’s license and social security number. Both were a way for Tyler to find her and TJ. She’d known that this was inevitable, but she was sure that the ten thousand dollars she’d taken from Tyler’s safe would’ve been enough to support her and TJ a little while longer. She’d wanted to get the extra five thousand from her own savings account but waiting until the bank opened in the morning hadn’t been an option at the time.

If she was feeling lucky, she could go to the bank here in town and withdrawal money from her account. But she wasn’t feeling that lucky. Tyler had access to her bank account and would see on the statement exactly where she’d withdrawn the money from. Nope. Not an option.

“Um, water with lemon and a side of toast please.” Her stomach grumbled in protest. Tonight was not one of the nights when Abigale cooked dinner, but she would survive until the morning.

“Water and toast?” Madeline frowned. “That’s not a healthy lunch.”

Justice stored the menus back in their spot. “I had a large breakfast. Abigale makes sure of it.”

That seemed to please Madeline, because the frown dropped from her face. “I can attest to that. Abbie sure loves to cook breakfast. That’s one of the reasons she started her B&B in the first place.” Madeline stuffed her notepad in her pocket. “And of course chocolate milk for the young man here.”

“Yes!” TJ beamed.

“TJ, don’t yell. These good people want to eat in peace and quiet.”

“He’s not bothering anyone,” came a low voice from the booth behind theirs.

That was the only invitation that TJ needed to pop up from his knees and press his stomach against the back of his seat to stare at the man. “Hi, my name is TJ.”

The man adjusted in his seat to look at TJ. “Nice to meet you, sir.” He held out a hand and shook TJ’s.

“He’s my son,” Justice interrupted.

The man tilted his head at her. He had brown hair, with streaks of blond, curling around his ears. Dark-green eyes that seemed to smile. Full lips and stubble around his mouth and chin and on his cheeks gave him that rustic look. Like everyone else in this town, there was a little twang to his accent. And when he smiled at TJ, two dimples appeared in his cheeks.

“Hank, do you need anything else?” Madeline asked him.

Hank released TJ’s hand. “Nope. I’m good. I’m about to head back to work. Been gone long enough now.”

Madeline let out a snort and walked away.

“TJ, turn back around. Let the nice man finish his meal,” Justice said.

“He’s fine,” Hank said. “Not bothering anyone.”

Justice could’ve kept her gaze on Hank forever, but she lowered her eyes. That didn’t matter because his image seemed as though it was burned within her mind.

“I’m getting chicken nuggets,” TJ explained.

“So I heard. You like them, huh?”

“Mm mm mm.” TJ said, while rubbing his stomach.

“That’s enough now.” Justice said. Even though he’d said TJ wasn’t bothering anyone, Justice wanted him to mind his business just the same. TJ liked to talk to everyone about everything and before he started talking about his father and Brooklyn, Justice wanted him to stop. “Turn around and sit.” She reached into her bag to retrieve the coloring book and crayons that she’d gotten used to keeping on her.

“Ma’am, I said—”

“I know what you said. But it’s still rude.” She placed the items on the table and TJ turned and sat. Justice blew out a silent breath. TJ liked to talk, but he liked to color even more.

Hank got up from his seat with a red cap in hand. Justice tried not to look at his face. She talked about rudeness, but she really had been the rude one. He hadn’t done anything to her and her tone had been less than friendly.

“Good bye, little man,” he said. “And have a nice day, Miss.”

She still didn’t look at him. Guilt made her look at his booted feet. “You too.”

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Author Bio:

A. M. Griffin is a wife who rarely cooks, mother of three, dog owner (and sometimes dog owned), a daughter, sister, aunt and friend. She’s a hard worker whose two favorite outlets are reading and writing. She enjoys reading everything from mystery novels to historical romances and of course fantasy romance. She is a believer in the unbelievable, open to all possibilities from mermaids in our oceans and seas, angels in the skies and intelligent life forms in distant galaxies.

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