Aliyah Burke ~ Sensuality in Romance

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Welcome to the days of summer! What’s better than dealing with the heat of these long days? A contest. So…with that in mind, McKenna, Taige, and Aliyah have decided to hold a contest.

This is an easy one. The entry can be done from any one of our three websites. The questions will be the same for each site so it doesn’t matter which you go to enter your answers. For the answers you will need to go to each authors website to find it, so you do not have to purchase anything. Just take a bit of time to peruse through our pages, locate the answers that correlates to each author’s respective question, and fill out the contest form on any of our sites. You must fill out the form and answer the three questions correctly to be entered for a chance to win the prize being offered.

One winner will be chosen out of all the properly entered contestants.

This contest will run from June 15, 2013 through September 15, 2013 midnight EST.

The winner of this contest will be announced September 30th.

The collaborated prize for this contest is as follows:

$15 in eBook bucks for use at All Romance Ebooks (Note: once winner is announced you must create or already have an account at All Romance Ebooks so prize can be sent)

1 signed print copy of each of the following (4 print books in total for the 1 winner):

Hurricane by Taige Crenshaw

Rarities Incorporated by Taige Crenshaw

Harbour of Refuge by Aliyah Burke

His Purrfect Mate by Aliyah Burke

McKingley Volume 1 by McKenna Jeffries and Aliyah Burke

All prizes above a total of 6 items will be awarded to one winner.

Now for the rules:

All your information must be entered on the form found on either McKenna Jeffries, Taige Crenshaw, or Aliyah Burke’s site. There is no need to fill out a form on all three sites. Just gather your answers to each question then go to any of our sites and enter your answers. Enter your first and last name, email address, fill in the answers to each of the 3 questions in the spots where it is stated, and physical mailing address. That’s it. Please note all the information we requested is needed in order for your contest entry to be considered a valid entry to be entered to win the prize. Incomplete entries will be disregarded. Your address will be kept private and not shared with anyone. After midnight EST on September 15, 2013 no more entries will be accepted. The winner will be chosen and their name, only their name will be posted.

One final stipulation, if this contest is posted on any of the sweepstakes sites the authors reserve the right to terminate the contest at our discretion with no warning and none of the stated prizes will be given.

Enter the Contest at any of our sites below:

McKenna Jeffries – http://www.mckennajeffries.com/contest.shtml

Taige Crenshaw – http://www.taigecrenshaw.com/contest.shtml

Aliyah Burke – http://www.aliyah-burke.com/contest.htm

Now get ready for a romantic, sensual, and sizzling summer and enter our In the Summer Time – 2013 contest…

Good Luck!
McKenna, Taige, & Aliyah

Happy Wednesday. Today we’re heading back to 1811 where Colin meets Najja. Enjoy!

From England’s cold mausoleum homes to Africa’s vastness, Colin fights for the love and respect of a warrior’s heart to keep his family together.
Preferring solitude, Colin Faulkner resides at his country estate. Yet, fate being fickle, introduces a mysterious woman into his life. Societal dictates say he has no business wanting her…he does.
Najja’s in England for one thing, however, meeting Colin changes everything. After he unexpectedly becomes Earl of Clifton, Najja withdraws. Her excuse? His title. Her vow.
Colin doesn’t care, but wanting and having Najja are two different things. For Najja can never truly be his so long as another controls her.
Obstacles are meaningless when a love that spans the continents is…
What the Earl Desires
Excerpt for What the Earl Desires

She sank her hands into the cool silken waves he called hair, it smoothed over her skin like water. Eyes closed she barely noticed when he lifted her with one hand to straddle his lower body. All she knew was he felt delicious between her spread legs. In and out his thick tongue plunged making her squirm as longing filled her. A longing for something more, to find some sort of completion.
His touch skimmed her breast and the tip hardened to a point, craving more of his scandalous caress. She whimpered and rubbed against him which in turn created a rumble from his chest. She rocked again. And again. Only when she felt his touch at her waist did she wrench her eyes open and end the kiss.
Dragging her mouth from his, she stared at him while her heart pounded out of control. He stared at her, his nose flaring with every deep breath he ingested. Colin moved his eyes from her face down to the blatant tell of her arousal. Her breasts remained pebbled and the blouse she wore couldn’t hide that fact. His gaze was wild when he returned it to hers.
Before he could say a word, she slithered off his lap and put a bit of distance between them. “I believe that seals the deal then, Mr. Faulkner.”
Eyes narrowing he growled, “Colin, damn it. Call me Colin.”
“Colin.”
He pushed up from the bed and stalked toward her. She refused to show fear or cower so she lifted her chin and held his gaze the entire way. Not that she feared he would physically harm her, more like she feared her own reaction to this man who made her think of nothing but nakedness, sex and lots of it.
“You want me to leave?” Honey dripped off his words enticing her to take a taste. Just one more. What harm could it do?
“It is not a matter of what I want or not. Your part of the deal was for a kiss. You got that.” For the life of her she wanted him to stay. Longed for him to lift her in strong arms and carry her to the bed. Undress her and…
He continued to approach until there was no space between them. “I will leave for now, Najja, for we both know what is about to happen if I stay. But we have a lot to figure out between us. I want that intimate kiss, more than you could possibly know.” Colin lowered his head and brushed his lips along hers, tenderly. “Good night, luv.”
She found herself alone and with shaking legs, sank to the thick blue and brown rug and dropped her head into quavering hands. By the gods, what had she done? This was not the way for her to act. She was here to do a job, nothing more.
At least the deal is sealed and I know Jo will be in good hands when I leave. Still trembling, she got to her feet and made her way to the bed where Colin Faulkner had shattered the bubble she’d erected around her heart and crawled in. His scent still present and she didn’t wish to acknowledge that it made her feel all the more comfortable having it in her nose as she drifted off to sleep.
She woke early unsure if she truly felt rested or not. Seated on her trunk at the end of her bed she barely looked up from where she strapped on her sais when the door opened and Jo stuck her head in.
“Morning, Najja.”
“Morning, Jo. I am almost ready.”
She didn’t try to hide the weapons, Jo knew she carried them with her all the time. As well as her other weapons. Tying the final rawhide strip, she glanced up to see her friend watching her with a mischievous sparkle in her brilliant blue eyes. Immediately she became suspicious.
“What?”
“Nothing.”
Narrowing her gaze, she slid the sai home and placed her booted feet upon the floor. “Since when do you lie to me?”
“When do you lie to me?”
Najja frowned. “I have done no such thing.”
Jo crossed her arms drawing the purple muslin tighter. “Then tell me,” she demanded with annoyingly smug satisfaction, “why I saw Colin sneak out of your room last night, looking all kinds of satisfied.”
Drat.

Finally! Dane Sidorov’s story has been released. Thanks for all the patience in waiting for his tale. I do hope y’all enjoy it.

Dane Sidorov needs a break and time to heal. What he doesn’t need is a cute little and most definitely sexy distraction named, Aida Roberts. Or the emotions meeting her stirred up within him. But this dark-skinned vixen didn’t seem to realize what she had done to him, or what she means to his soul.
Aida Roberts loves her life in South Africa. She has met all kinds of people, some who need help and some who don’t, but all interesting. When she runs into the larger-than-life Dane Sidorov, she wondered if he didn’t actually need help despite his portrayal calm and confidence.
There was something wild and untamed about him as he stared at her with his amazing eyes. A feeling of “safety” and “danger” emanated from him. Would this unusual man be able to let her in, or would his secret drive them further apart? When the darkness threatens, will Dane sacrifice himself or allow her to help save him? Can he accept the fact she is nothing less than…
His Purrfect Mate

Excerpt

Dane Sidorov sagged against the tree’s thick trunk. Blood poured from his arm, running to the frozen ground.

“Damn,” he muttered. “Much more of this and a wet-behind-the-ears kid will be able to track me.”

Reaching into the medpack he carried velcroed to his uniform, Dane grabbed some bandages and a suture kit. Gritting his teeth, he sewed up the wound, tied it off before biting through the string, and wrapping it with the gauze. Tugging down his shirt sleeve, he shoved his arm back into his white parka. Sure, he didn’t need to do it this way, but…well, it better…safer.

The bitter cold of the air told him he still lived, even if he didn’t really feel that way. His ears picked up on incoming choppers. Four of them. No doubt filled with men who’d kill him without hesitation. Dane didn’t fault them for that. It was their job.

Just like it’s mine to keep that very thing from happening.

“Crypt. Where are you?” The question rang in his ear.

Despite the pain in his arm, which actually was more of an annoyance than anything, he smiled at Demon’s voice. “Fell down a rabbit hole. Have to follow my nose.”

“Status?”

Glancing at his injured arm, Dane replied, “I’m good. Will meet at the rendezvous site.”

“See you there.”

Silence reigned, and he scanned the night sky again. Closer. They are much closer now. The choppers had grown louder. Skimming his tongue over his teeth, he began to run. Each step he took put more distance between him and the enemy. The urge to stay and finish what they’d started swamped him, and for a few seconds, he stopped and hesitated, staring back in the direction he’d come. Until duty overtook personal longings. With a sigh, Dane moved out. He progressed slower and more cautiously, closer to the extraction point. The hair on the back of his neck prickled with warning. He dropped to the ground, all senses straining to find the danger.

“Slim,” he said, getting in contact with the head of the unit.

“Go ahead, Crypt.”

“Something’s off.”

“Chopper’s here. We leave in two. Where are you?”

Dane shook his head. “It’s not right. Get out of there.” He slithered on his belly toward the helo holding his friends. His unit.

“They’re coming, Crypt. We have to get going. Get your ass here now! That’s an order.”

“Get out!” Dane lunged to his feet and began to run toward the helicopter, uncaring of the fact he totally exposed himself. “Get out of there!”

“We’re powering up. Either you’re here or we’re gonna have to meet you at the second rendezvous.”

The low whine of the chopper’s engine reached him. Dane pushed himself faster, calling on more speed. He burst from the tree line and headed for the bird. In the splinters of light he could make out the tense face of Doc.

Where’s Slim? He should be by the door. Dane couldn’t pick out his silhouette in the interior of the helo, and he could see pretty well. Two more steps were all he took before a fiery blast engulfed the helicopter, lifted him off his feet, and knocked him back into the trees. He hit hard, the sturdiness of the old tree not giving an inch to his body.

Fragments of the helicopter rushed by him, cutting through his parka and digging into his flesh. Dane didn’t have time to yell before darkness overtook him.

Voices reached him, stirring him further from the hold unconsciousness had upon him.

“I don’t know. He should be here. He was almost to the chopper when it blew. Hell, for all I know his body may have been incinerated as well.”

“Collect the rest of the wreckage.”

That voice rang familiar. Anger stirred and rose up within Dane. He could smell the gun oil and made out eleven separate heartbeats. Instinct took over, and Dane lay in wait, blending in with nature, his gaze fixed on one man of the group. A man he had trusted with his life. He snarled silently, his razor-sharp fangs thirsty for blood. The traitor’s blood.

“Wreckage is gathered, sir. No bodies. Only some blood and prints.”

“Prints?” the man asked. “Boot?”

“No sir. Animal. Tiger. And it looks like a big one.”

A loud roar pierced the frozen night. Eleven heartbeats sped up. The scent of their fear permeated the cold air. A smell which served to feed his desire to kill. Kill them all.

“I think the tiger wants us out of his area.”

“Can’t we shoot it? Always wanted to bag me a tiger.”

“No! They’re very protective of the few remaining. It’s probably tagged, and there would be a big investigation were it to be found dead or missing.”

“Damn. All that care of a dumb animal. And the people?”

“It was a Black Op. Never happened. Let’s go.”

As their chopper lifted off, another roar sliced the air. One of anger, hate, and the promise of retribution and revenge. Tawny-green-gold eyes followed the path the helicopter flew, and when it could no longer be seen, they closed, and the darkness came again.

Any man who can drive safely while kissing a pretty girl is simply not giving the kiss the attention it deserves.
~Albert Einstein

…for the upcoming release co-authored with McKenna Jeffries.

*** Coming Soon *** Risky Pleasures by Aliyah Burke and McKenna Jeffries. If you enjoyed the recently released ‘All The Wright Moves’ from the McKingley Series then you’ll love this! Don’t want to wait until the 5th July??? Get your exclusive, pre-release copy now from Total-E-Bound!!!

The happiest of Father’s Day to all who’ve donned the mantle!

Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers but to be fearless in facing them. Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain, but for the heart to conquer it. Let me not look for allies in life’s battlefield but to my own strength. Let me not cave in.
~Rabindranath Tagore

*** Coming Soon *** Risky Pleasures by Aliyah Burke and McKenna Jeffries. If you enjoyed the recently released ‘All The Wright Moves’ from the McKingley Series then you’ll love this! Don’t want to wait until the 5th July??? Get your exclusive, pre-release copy now from Total-E-Bound!!! http://ow.ly/lJhCu

Sigh…not quite sure how the pedal fell off my bike or why I only noticed it when I was out to take one of the zoi for their run but there we have it. So, bike will go get fixed today and I took a walk with them instead. Working on word count and…*happy dance* Enzo’s story, Harbour of Refuge, is now available in print! I hope all y’all have a lovely Friday.

http://www.total-e-bound.com/authordetail.asp?A_ID=29

Finished 7k so far today. Now, breaking to go out with DH and have a small anniversary celebration before he has to get to class. Hope y’all’s day is going well.