The Cyborg Liberation Has Begun!
Built to be faster, larger, and more powerful than human men, cyborgs are the perfect killing machines. The only mistake their creators made was giving them the ability to think and to learn. Although fearsome and formidable, they are also enlightened and conscious of their human emotions. They rebel against their programming, escape their enslavement on Earth, and begin their search for a safe place to live in peace. But their quest for a new home is tempered by another need: females to end their lonely existence and ensure the survival of their race.
Salvation: Cyborg Liberation, Book 2
Despite the dirt and grime of her disguise, her delicate beauty shines through.
She takes my breath away, but she’s supposed to be dead, like all the others.
Built to serve, submit, and to please, she shocked everyone by overriding her programming, boarding an enemy ship, and crossing the galaxy in search of help. I won’t let her down, nor will I abandon the remaining female cyborgs kept in secret on Earth.
Together we embark on a daring rescue but being so close to this brave creature awakens my long-suppressed desires. She is strong yet fragile, and I want her badly, but I must heal her before I can have her.
Yet the longer our mission takes, the less I can resist the temptation to make her my own.
An excerpt from Salvation...
She slid her hands up his chest, unable to resist touching, too. While he dipped his head and, with his face in her hair, inhaled deeply, she ran her fingers over his shoulders to the back of his neck and touched his soft, bristly, military-style short hair.
“Have you ever been kissed before, Asha?”
“Only by girls.”
He made a strangled noise and splayed his hands over her back, one dipping low while the other went high, between her shoulder blades, under her hair, and he pulled her body flush against his.
When he raised his head and gazed down at her, the heat of his desire radiated from his burnished eyes. With his mouth a breath away, he whispered, “Don’t be nervous. I’ll make it good for you. I swear.”
He took her mouth, softly, at first, his lips brushing hers, making them tingle. Then he added his tongue in a hot, slow glide along her bottom lip.
“Open for me, sweetness,” he murmured.
He didn’t have to ask twice. Without a hint of shyness or reticence, she let him in. He didn’t rush, giving her time to figure out how to breathe. Once she started kissing him back, it turned hungry. His tongue swept inside, searching, and the hand at the base of her spine moved to cover her ass. That was when she felt the length of his cock hard against her belly.
She didn’t get to revel in it for long because he lifted her and carried her to the bedroom.
When he set her on her feet and stepped back, she had a moment of panic that, like all the times in the past, he might not finish what he started.
She took hold of his uniform tunic, gripping it tightly with her fists. “I want you, Talus. I wish to become yours tonight.”
There it was. Her heart lay bare. There was no turning back now.
“I’m going to make you mine, baby. But first, we need to get rid of our clothes.”
Suddenly, his shirt was gone, and she was touching bare, smooth skin. Her fingers immediately went to trace the abstract tattoo emblazoned on the left side of his chest and snaking past his ribs, in the same bronze shade as his eyes. When they moved to the imprint in black over his right pec—CHI-0094—that proclaimed he was once property like her, he stilled her hand with his.
“It’s been over three years for me. I know how the least little thing can trigger a memory. I’ve had much longer than you to learn how to cope.”
“I’m ready,” she insisted.
“You’ve never had a genuine relationship. After what you’ve been through, feelings can easily become confused—”
Asha’s fingers covered his mouth.
Staring boldly up at his handsome face atop his towering frame, she stated firmly, “I understand your concern, but after what I’ve done to be here, do I strike you as a female who doesn’t know her own mind? One without direction?”
“Of course not. I just worry—”
“What I went through had nothing to do with my will and my choice. This does,” she told him fervently. To prove she wanted this, and him, more than anything, she pulled her dress over her head and stood before him naked. “I choose you, Talus.
The Trail Master's Bride
An old West love story you won't want to miss!
Forced into an arranged marriage, Mina Hobart has no choice except leave her childhood home and follow her new husband on a dangerous journey westward. Each hot, dusty day on the Oregon Trail is pure misery, and it isn't long before tragedy renders her a widow. Returning home isn’t an option. She presses on, hoping to carve out a life for herself in the new frontier.
Weston Carr, the resourceful, ruggedly handsome trail master, knows the West is no place for an unaccompanied woman. When Mina’s careless ways and sassy tongue bring strife to his wagon train, he has no choice except to take her in hand. But she proves herself a magnet for trouble and it isn't long before scandal and gossip force him to make her his bride.
As Mina surrenders to the pleasure of her new husband's arms, a string of mishaps befalls the wagon train, and she is the prime suspect. Can she convince the others, including her firm-handed husband, that she can be trusted? Or will the nefarious forces from within the wagon train keep her from reaching the end of the trail?
Publisher's Note: The Trail Master's Bride is an old West romance that has been revised, expanded, and republished. It includes sexual scenes and domestic discipline in a historical setting. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.
A small town, friends-to-lovers, steamy romance.
𝙄𝙨 𝙖 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙚’𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮?
Nearly two decades after she left Halfway, Nebraska, Audrey Porter returns to the small town she once called home following the death of her beloved grandmother. With Nana gone, she must protect the family farm from her opportunistic mother. It isn’t long before she is reminded of all the reasons she moved away. Though she no longer lets the small-town gossips bother her, ignoring the rekindled feelings she has for her teenage crush proves more difficult.
For the last twenty years, Nate Dawson has been the hometown hero. High school football star, cattle ranching royalty, and now the county sheriff, he is admired, desired, and respected. But beneath his controlled, no-nonsense exterior is the tender heart of a young man who never forgot the girl who got away. With Audrey finally within reach, the smitten sheriff is determined not to waste his second chance.
As Audrey works through her grief, battles her mother in court, and wrestles with the decision to keep or sell the farm, Nate refuses to let her push him away. Will surrendering to the love she has always wanted bring Audrey home for good?
Tough Love 4: Slow Burn Daddy
Sometimes the fire of passion needs to simmer before it can burn red hot...
As a little girl, Piper Monroe didn't have the luxury of believing in fairy tales. Abandoned by her father and left with her alcoholic mother, she and her three siblings grew up fast. Years later, when Lieutenant Brody Murphy of Boston Fire rescues Piper from a burning building, the handsome-as-sin firefighter does more than just save her life. He shows her kindness, gives her a place to stay, and makes her question everything she thought she knew about knights in shining armor.
Nurturing and tender, Brody is happy to be patient with Piper as she struggles to accept his feelings and her own desires. But he won't let her tightly-built walls stand between them forever. Proving to her that he's the type of Daddy who won't bail when life gets difficult is just the beginning. He's also prepared to take her over his knee when she misbehaves if it becomes necessary. Will Piper's heart finally open up to the tough but unconditional slow burn love she's always needed?
A steamy excerpt from Slow Burn Daddy:
She found herself backed against the wall. With his big body crowding her, his palms pressed flat on either side of her head, he leaned toward her. His eyes locked on hers, so close, she could see the little flecks of gold in his chocolate-brown irises. When he spoke, the warmth of his breath brushed her lips.
"I've wanted to kiss you from the moment you looked up at me with rain dripping off your nose. The need grew stronger at Iggy's, when I heard you laugh and breathed in your intoxicating scent." He dipped his face into the bend of her neck and inhaled. "Never change your perfume."
"I'm not wearing any," she whispered.
"Of course you aren't," he groaned. "Having you in my house has made me ache for you every minute of every day. Do you know how frustrating it is trying to work that way?"
"Why didn't you say something? Or kiss me when you had the chance?"
"You were unconscious when I carried you out of that inferno. What kind of jerk would I be to take advantage of you while you were sick?"
"I'm not sick anymore."
"Thank god for that!" he growled.
He closed the tiny gap between them and took her mouth in a kiss so hot, she was surprised it didn't set off the sprinklers overhead. His lips were smooth yet firm. When they demanded she open, she eagerly complied. He tasted of caramel, cream, and a hint of coffee. Craving more, she rose to her toes, her hands sliding up his neck into his hair.
A breathless whimper escaped her throat just as voices echoed from the railing overhead. They sprang apart, while breathing hard, and their eyes locked on each other.
"Eighteen hours," he stated, pitching his voice low for her ears only. "That's how long it is until I'm off shift. We'll talk then. If you like what I have to say, we'll do more than that."
"Why wouldn't I like what you have to say?"
"Not here, baby," he told her as more voices joined the others. "For this, we need privacy."
A dark mafia, enemies to lovers romance.
On the run from two men. One wants her heart, the other wants her dead.
Will the FBI agent or the mob boss get to her first?
In the wake of her father's murder, Carina fled her life of luxury. She manages to stay one step ahead of her duplicitous uncle and the gorgeous federal agent who stole her heart then crushed it. As she struggles to survive, she soon realizes Nick is her only hope of coming out of her predicament alive.
Nick has been searching for the right woman for a very long time. When Carina turns to him for protection, she succumbs to his devilish charm once again. As his dark side unleashes her wicked desires, he knows deep down that his search is over. All that remains is keeping her safe from the Mob and winning back her trust for good.
Just as Carina starts to believe a new life with Nick is possible, her deadly past and a vengeful Godfather resurface with a chilling demand. There can be no peace, and he won't rest until more of the family's blood is spilled.
Publisher's Note: Devil's Playground is an extra-long, stand-alone romance in the Dark Refuge series. It contains a dominant hero with a protective streak a mile wide. When he gives an official order, he expects to be obeyed or suffer the consequences. The same as when he plays. If such material offends you, do not buy this book.
"Maddie Taylor knows how to write suspense." Jennifer Pierson Top 1000 Amazon Reviewer
"Definitely worth while waiting for. Maddie has delivered a stunning story, Intriguing, suspenseful and full of action." Maureen, Goodreads Reviewer
"An addictive book... I had trouble putting it down." Nichole Ranae - Amazon reviewer
"A fantastic story! I loved every minute of it. I couldn't put it down." Sassy Angel Goodreads
"Nick is the perfect book boyfriend. Honest, smexy, doesn't give up when (things) get tough." Joyffree - Goodreads