Friday, October 2, 2015

Kill Shot is LIVE!

Title: Kill Shot
Series: Code 11 KPD SWAT #6
Author: Lani Lynn Vale
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: October 2, 2015
Bennett had the world in the palm of his hands when he was sixteen, then he allowed his dick to do the thinking for him. 
That one night changed his life, giving him a child that would forever alter the course of his life, and an ex that was a crazy nut case on the best of days. 
With the help of his parents, he went into the Navy, becoming the SEAL that he always wanted to be. However, with that came a price. 
A price he wasn’t willing to pay anymore once his little girl started to realize why he wasn’t there. So he came home and joined the local SWAT team, starting his life anew, just his daughter and him. 
Then he meets the cute little physician’s assistant that looks down at him like one would an annoying fly, and he finally realizes just what he’s been missing. 
Something that takes his mind off of the challenge of everyday life. Someone that dares him to be a better father and police officer. 
And Lennox is one hell of a motivator. 
Their relationship starts off rocky as the two of them circle each other like opponents ready to do combat rather than two civil adults. Every day brings a new battle for the two of them to overcome, and before they realize it, they’ll be fighting for each other instead of against each other. 
Because there’s one woman who doesn’t want either one of them to be happy…especially not together.
“Bennett?” Lennox asked softly into the dark.
I turned my head until I was facing her.
My beard tickled her mouth and chin as we came face to face, mouth to mouth.
“Yeah, Nox?” I whispered tiredly.
“I fucking love you,” she whispered fiercely.
I blinked, all tiredness leaving my pores as I said, “What?”
“You heard me, you big bastard. You made me fucking love you,” she spat.
I laughed.
She sounded so irritated by the fact that I had no other recourse but to laugh.
“You don’t have to sound so outraged by it,” I laughed.
She made a sound in the back of her throat, then threw herself at me.
I landed on my back, and laughed, pulling her until she was straddling my body.
Her sweet ass was pressed against my hips, and my cock, which was more than a little out of control, was pillowed in between the cheeks.
She leaned down, pressing her mouth against mine.
“If you break me, I’ll never let you forget it,” she whispered.
Suddenly serious, I moved my hands up her arms, past her neck, and up to her head.
Cupping it with both hands, I did a half curl until I was mouth to mouth with her once again.
“I’ll never let anything hurt you. I can’t see the future. I can’t tell you how tomorrow will look for us. All I can tell you is that I’ll never treat you with anything but respect. I’ll never let you down, and I’ll never be unfaithful. If we are happy, then I’ll be here. But if it does go bad, which I don’t see happening, then I’ll leave you with a piece of me. You’ll forever have me. My support. My caring. And I want the same promise from you. Because Reagan loves you already. She asks about you every day. And I want her to know you without you holding back. You’re mine, and I’m yours until we both decide differently. I’ll never leave you without talking it out with you first. We’ll both have to be on the same page. But honey,” I said, a promise in my voice. “I don’t see this going bad, because I fucking love you, too.”
I felt a tear meet my lips right before I smashed my mouth against hers.
Her lips tasted of salty tears, but I didn’t care.
Neither did she.
I’m a married mother of three. My kids are all under 5, so I can assure you that they are a handful. I’ve been with my paramedic husband now for ten years, and we’ve produced three offspring that are nothing like us. I live in the greatest state in the world,

Thursday, September 3, 2015

Charlie Foxtrot is LIVE!

Title: Charlie Foxtrot
Series: Code 11 KPD SWAT #5)
Author: Lani Lynn Vale
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: September 3, 2015
Foster made a promise in his hospital bed when his leg was taken from him that he’d get back to one hundred percent. Leg or no leg, he’d get back on the SWAT team if it killed him.
And he does get back. But he has a problem.
He can’t let go of the past.
The anger burns deep, making his emotions volatile at the best of times.
Then he meets Blake with her haughty attitude and inability to distinguish the difference between a pocket knife and a sword.
Little by little, she makes him whole again, one bad joke at a time.
She doesn’t see the revenge in his eyes, though. Doesn’t see the rage burning deep.
Rage so pure and all encompassing, that he knows it’ll explode.
It’s just a matter of time.
What Foster doesn’t realize, though, is that the love that Blake has for him is enough to fight his demons, one kiss at a time.
Foster never stood a chance.
“I cannot believe you’re making me do this, Uncle Darren. This is Missy’s job. Seriously, I’m going to give every single one of your SWAT team food poisoning, and then where would you be?” that voice said.

The voice that gave me an instant hard on.

The voice that’d been teasing me for weeks over the airwaves.

The voice that I wanted screaming my name with me pounding her to oblivion.

“Missy gave you very detailed instructions. All you have to do is right here,” Chief Rhodes said to Blake.

I’m glad that I never did anything with her…or to her, that would’ve brought his wrath down on my back.

It was a good thing to know. Considering it’d been in all my intentions to seduce her…and possibly keep her.

“Alright, I’ve got the biggest pot I could find, boiling with water. Now what?” she asked, running her finger over a piece of paper at her side.

I glanced at Chief Rhodes and nearly laughed when I saw him flipping through what looked like a Guns & Ammo Magazine.

He wasn’t even paying the least bit of attention to her.

Leaning against the door jam, I continued to watch as she brought out a large paper bag that had ‘Fisherman’s Cove’ on the side.

Peeking into the bag, she squeaked and stepped back, letting the bag drop to the floor.

“Oh, my God! They’re all over the floor, Uncle Darren!” Blake squealed.

The Chief didn’t even look up from his magazine.

“Pick them up,” he said distractedly.

The lobsters, all fifteen of them, started crawling around the kitchen floor.

“Uncle Darren, you big bastard,” Blake hissed.

The Chief smiled. “Did you read this article yet?”

“Which one? The one on the fifty caliber AR-15?” Blake gasped, stepping to the side of a crawling crustacean.

“That one. Do you see how far the shot knocks him back?” the Chief laughed.

“About as far as I’m going to knock you if you don’t fucking help me,” she growled, dancing on the tips of her toes and shaking her head.

I scanned her body, taking in everything in a glance.

Her hair was up in messy bun on top of her head, stray hairs falling out every which way.

She was wearing blue jean shorts that just barely covered her ass, and a white tank top that said, ‘I make dirt look sexy.’

Her legs were long and toned.

They were deeply tanned, but you could tell that they were tan from being outside, and not a tanning bed.

She had a suntan line at her ankles from what looked like socks and shoes.

Her toes were painted a lime green, and she was wearing a pinky toe ring.

The whole outfit was outrageous, but it fit Blake’s personality perfectly.

“Need help?” I rumbled from the doorway.

The Chief didn’t look up, but Blake did.

And she looked stunned.

“What are you doing here so early? Dinner’s not ready yet,” she snapped.

I held my hands up.

“I’m here because I’m supposed to drop these off,” I said, waving a stack of folders in her direction.

My eyes roamed the front of her, zeroing in on the way her pink and white bra straps showed from under her tank.

She narrowed her eyes, and effectively dismissed me by turning her back on me.

I guessed, though, that it was because she was hiding the way her nipples pebbled in reaction to my gaze.

Well, I’ll take that as she was happy to see me.

The Chief finally stood and walked over to me, stepping over a lobster as he went. “You have one escaping into the kitchen,” he said on his way out.

I followed him, smiling at the curse she tossed at his back.

“You’re mean,” I laughed.

The Chief looked over at me and winked. “She needs to be challenged sometimes. And she’s stubborn as hell. If I hadn’t given her something to do, she’d just be worrying.”
I’m a married mother of three. My kids are all under 5, so I can assure you that they are a handful. I’ve been with my paramedic husband now for ten years, and we’ve produced three offspring that are nothing like us. I live in the greatest state in the world, Texas.