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FEMME FATALE: The Agency by C.A.BELL

FF FINAL COVER
Blurb:
Do you have what it takes to be a Fearless Elegant Mistress to Members of the Elite?
Forget your private dicks. These investigators have curves in all the right places, and will do whatever it takes to get the dirt on their assignments. Everything, except one thing.
When Monica Frost is approached by Femme Fatale, a private investigation agency offering to double her current salary and give her much more job satisfaction, she takes the offer. Now she will go by the name of Olivia Hunter and embark on a new chapter in her life that will bring danger, excitement, and taboo. But when the agency is threatened with exposure and their fate lies in the hands of one man, Monica is put to the test. She has one job, one motive, one plan, and one rule to follow. Can she pull off this trap of seduction and stick to the agency’s instructions?
She’s about to be tested in more ways than one. But at the end of it all, will she have what it takes to truly be a F.E.M.M.E?
Excerpt:

Shadowing Sharon

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About the Author
Assignment type: Surveillance Date of Assignment: Wednesday, June 1st 2016 Name: David Harris Age: 34 years Nationality: White British. Appearance: Five foot nine, slim build, short sandy blonde hair, blue eyes. Piercings: None. Tattoos: None. Distinguishing features: None. Habits: N/A Information: Our client suspects David Harris of being unfaithful. Every Wednesday for the past month he has been home late. His excuse – working late. You are to follow David Harris from work (address on back page). He is expected to leave his office at 18:00. He drives a silver BMW, (registration number also on back page). You are to follow him for a maximum of three hours, and take photographic evidence of anything deemed to be suspicious or adulterous. Report needs to be complete by the closing of the next day. After skimming the address and car registration on the back page, Monica closes the file and heads to knock on the door of Fiona’s office. “Yes?” Monica pushes the door open. “Only me. I’ve read the file.” “What did you make of it?” “All seems straightforward. Only, what does it mean by habits?” “Habits are for all day surveillance. Things like ‘x’ goes to the bakery every lunch time, or ‘x’ stops off at a certain pub on the way home. That kind of thing.” “Ah, I see.” “Take a seat. There’s a couple more things I want to go through with you. The box that Sylvia gave you, with the clothes and stuff in.” Monica sits down and nods. “That needs to go in the boot of your car. You must always have at least three pairs of high heels in there, two flats, and three different outfits. One cocktail dress, one suit, and one casual outfit.” Monica’s forehead creases in confusion. “Why?” “Sometimes when you are given an assignment to follow somebody, we don’t know where they are going to go. We have an idea, but that’s only what the client tells us, and sometimes they are way off the mark. We’ve had cases where we have expected our assignment to go into a bar, and instead they have wandered off into a high profile party.” Fiona takes a sip of her coffee. “And should that happen you will more than likely need to change due to the dress code.” “But what about if I need a ticket to get into certain affairs?” “Then you use your womanly ways. And if that doesn’t work, find a back entrance or an open window.” “Seriously?” Fiona nods. “Obviously only if it’s safe to do so, and you aren’t going to get caught with your bottom hanging out of a window.” She smiles, before going on with a more serious tone. “Sometimes we have to call assignments off. But I must stress I do not want that to happen. You need to try your hardest to get the information requested. And yes, if that means you have to charm your way into an event by being a little flirtatious, so be it.” Monica starts to question her decision on taking the job again. Flirtatious? Me? I couldn’t flirt my way into a school disco. “But there’s no need for you to worry about that. I’m convinced you can seduce any man on the planet to do whatever you want with that smile. And as for the box, remember, keep it in your boot.” “I will.” “Oh yes. I think it’s about time we spoke money. I will double the salary you were on at Read Reid, as promised, and you will be paid on the first of every month. In addition to that, I will pay for your travel expenses and fuel when you are out on an assignment. Plus, any money you spend while you’re out. Things like drinks and entry fees.” Monica doesn’t grumble. What could she possibly moan about? She was getting every benefit possible. “That all sounds too good to be true, if I’m honest.” “Well it is true, so start smiling about it. You’ve just become part of an elite company with outrageous perks, you should be over the moon.” “Sorry. It’s all just been a lot to take in. Three days ago I was plodding along like any other normal person, and now I’m part of... this. It’s just a lot for me to get my head around.” “That’s perfectly understandable. I suggest you get home and rest before tonight’s shadowing. And remember, unless I state otherwise, you are my red headed, rouge-lipped Jessica Rabbit.” “What should I wear tonight?” “I suggest the smart-casual outfit that I requested for you from Sylvia. Which reminds me. Here.” Fiona gives Monica her car keys. “Before you go, grab that box out of my boot and put it in yours. And take the equipment with you as well. I’ve had Amelia put your memory sticks and laptop in there too.” Buy Links: http://mybook.to/FFTheAgency C.A.Bell was born and raised on the outskirts of London, England, but for the past three years has resided in a much more rural town of Shropshire, where she married and made a home. She is author to numerous erotic fiction stories, including, The Architect, Sex, Lies, and Sinful Wives, The Shame Train, and many more. As well as putting together her own collections of erotic shorts and naughty poetry, she is also a contributor to many anthologies and online magazines. Currently she is working on a number of projects which include a novel she started some time ago, book two of The Architect, and running her new website dedicated to erotica readers and writers, Bell, Book and Erotica. Social Links: Goodreads Facebook Twitter Website

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This is your chance to dive into the Broken Deeds MC series.
Book one is 99c for a very short time. Sale ends July 5th, so be sure to grab it before it turns back to 2.99.

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Deeds has just spent the last few weeks jonesing after a woman he only knows as Hotlips. Apparently pissing off a female can be rather entertaining from the safety of a text and their witty banter has left the President of Broken Deeds MC wishing for more.

The annoying, yet funny, communication comes to an end when they meet face to face. Lynn is the sister of Zack, current president of Areion Fury MC. Brought up the daughter of an MC President, Lynn is hell bent on not being a biker’s bitch.

When an enemy of Broken Deeds MC comes to play, Deeds is willing to give his last breath protecting what he claims is his. Deeds, a former MMA fighter, will need to revive his old fighter skills to protect his woman. Will it be enough to bring their enemy down or will he not only lose his only love but also his life?

For a greater reading experience, recommended reading order:
"Zack" Areion Fury MC book one (not necessary to read before Deeds but adds to the storyline and character background)
"Deeds" Broken Deeds MC book one
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Release Date: June 23, 2016
Genre: Contemporary Romance

Book Summary


Trent Daniels only has one regret in life. Nearly fifteen years ago, he let his high school crush, Abby Hoffman, go off to college in New York City without telling her how he felt. Ever since, he’s wondered what would have happened if he’d been bold enough to tell her his feelings.

Abigail Hoffman left Ohio behind long ago and with it the family that had taken her in and embraced her as one of their own. She’s missed the Daniels family, but she couldn’t bring herself to face them again—not after what happened. Now her job has brought her back to the place she’s done her best to avoid and right smack into Trent Daniels.
 




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Daniels Brothers Series


Behind Closed Doors (Daniels Brothers #1)

Red Zone (Daniels Brothers #2)

Crossing The Line (Daniels Brothers #3)

What Might Have Been (Daniels Brothers #4) - New Release

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Saturday, July 2, 2016


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If you haven't read Finally Unbroken by Maria Macdonald yet then now is your chance. This weekend only it's on sale for 99p/99c! Grab it now! 

Finally Unbroken
Blurb
"A soulmate is someone who has locks that fit our keys, and keys to fit our locks." 
-Richard Bach

I'd known my soulmate, my best friend, my sister, forever. No span of distance nor time would ever change that. Even as I trudged through my colorless life. Loneliness and isolation snapping at my heels. I always had her as my North Star. 

Now I know I’m going to lose her—my soulmate—and I have to learn to lean on the only man I’ve ever loved. The one who pushed me away… just to survive. 
The life I once dreamed about has been washed away in a sea of regret. People from my past are appearing in my present, hoping to remain in my future. Each day I draw strength from my history.

I have to learn to live again, to have hope again and to love again. 
She wants me to trust him. He wants another chance. I just want the strength to move on with my new life.

All I have to do now is take my hands off the safety bars... and have a little faith. 


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Book 1 in the Soul Sisters Series

Synopsis

Fostering Love is the first book in the Soul Sisters Series, which tells the story of four girls, friendship and their path to finding ‘the one’.
Being “soul sisters” is a way of life for Dalton, Aneelia, Charlotte and Florence.
Growing up together means they’ve shared all of life’s major highs and lows and managed to survive with a friendship so strong, that real blood sisters would be jealous of it.
Dalton Frobisher has loved the same guy since she was a teenager.
It’s just unfortunate that he doesn’t love her back, or rather, can’t.
Growing up around the person you believe should be yours is hard, seeing him with other girls is harder but watching him leave is torture.  It’s a constant state of grief because he’s still in your life and you can’t have him.
Life is full of regrets and not telling him how she felt was the biggest regret she had... so far.  Dalton wasn’t going to miss that opportunity the next time it came around.
She just didn’t expect the fallout to be so... life changing.

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Title: Shadow
Series: Cerberus MC #3
Author: Marie James
Genre: Contemporary Romance / MC
Cover Designer: Kari Ayasha
Cover Model: Travis DesLaurier
Release Date: August 3, 2016



Blurb

Morrison “Shadow” Griggs, VP of the Cerberus MC, is a force to be reckoned with. Women fall at his feet, willing to do almost anything for a night with him.

Misty Bowen is the exception. She’s young and impressionable, but with her religious upbringing, she’s able to resist Shadow’s advances… for a while at least.

Never one to look back on past conquests, Shadow is surprised that he’s intrigued by Misty, which only grows more when she seems to be done with him without a word.

Being ghosted by a twenty-one-year-old is not the norm where he’s concerned, and the rejection doesn’t sit right with him.

Life goes on, however, until Misty shows up on the doorstep of the Cerberus MC clubhouse with a surprise that rocks his entire world off of its axis.

With only the clothes on her back and the consequences of her lies and deceit, Misty needs help now more than she ever has. Alone in the world and desperate for help, she turns to the one man she thought she’d never see again.

Shadow would never turn his back on a woman in need, but his inability to forgive has always been his main character flaw. Unintended circumstances have cast Misty into his life, but will he have the ability to keep his distance when her situation necessitates a closeness he’s never dreamed of having with a woman?





EXCERPT

“Fancy seeing you here, Darlin’,” I whisper into the neck of the familiar female.


I see her smile, turning her head slightly toward mine.

“Shadow,” she says softly as if she’s seen me prior to now and was waiting for me to come to her.

“Let’s dance,” I say grabbing her hand and walking her out to the small dance floor.

I met Misty Bowen months ago when several of the Cerberus MC members traveled to Denver with Kincaid, our president, to help find his cousin’s abducted girlfriend. She was working in the front office of the school Josie worked at and was abducted from. Being there was routine for me, part of my job was to canvas the area and see if anyone had seen anything unusual leading up to the kidnapping.

What wasn’t routine was my heart skipping a beat and my cock thickening in my jeans at the sight of the young, dark-haired beauty answering calls at the front desk of the elementary school. Not one to deny myself, I pursued her relentlessly in my down time in Denver, finally catching her a few days before the mission ended in finding Josie alive, tied up in a closet in a meth den. It was actually Misty who called and gave me the heads up that a little girl came and reported her parents for keeping a woman tied up in their house.

She was the consummate, attentive lover, keen on any suggestion I made. We’re back in Denver for Josie and Kaleb’s wedding. I’m slow dancing with the girl I never thought I’d see again. To be honest, I’m an asshole, and I haven’t given her much thought since the last time I climbed out of the hotel bed, leaving her asleep without so much as a kiss on the cheek.

Seeing her now with her dark hair pulled up high on her head, leaves me with a little bit of regret, wondering if I shouldn’t have handled things differently. She’s gorgeous in her conservative, black dress as we sway to the music. I came to this wedding with every intention of finding a chick to take back to my room, but I also never considered that Misty would be here. It’s perfect actually because I know she’ll be willing to accompany me without much of a fight. This gives me more time with her body than if I had to woo some other chick tonight.

“I guess I should have expected you to be here,” I say into her hair as I lead her around the dance floor. “I know you and Josie are friends.”

She nods. “I wouldn’t have missed it for the world. I didn’t think the rescuing bikers would come back though.”


“We always show up for family,” I say in explanation.

The song fades from one song to another more upbeat song, one I wouldn’t be caught dead dancing to. “I’m gonna grab drink, Darlin’. I know you’re not old enough, but you want a water? Coke maybe?”

She grins mischievously. “I’ll have a martini.” I cock an eyebrow at her. “I turned twenty-one last month.”

“Martini it is,” I say wrapping my arm around her waist as we make our way to the bar.

We drink. We dance. We stumble to my room in the hotel a few hours later.

Through the haze of alcohol, I clumsily remove her clothes, licking, kissing, and sucking every inch of her body that comes close to my mouth. She does the same.

She was shy and reserved the first time I managed to get her under me, but in a matter of days I managed to turn her into the minx she is now pawing at my clothes.

“Fuck,” I groan when she bites my nipple just a little too hard.
I pick her up and toss her on the bed, undressing myself to avoid further injury to either one of us. I grab the condom from my wallet before shucking off my slacks. I’m sure I pop a button off my white shirt in my haste to get it off my body.
I stare over at her, legs spread wide, hands groping at her full breasts.

“Damn, Darlin’,” I say walking to the bed and tearing at the condom wrapper with my teeth. “Don’t get started without me.”

I crawl between her legs. The shift in the mattress causes me to lose my balance. I fall to my side, but right myself quickly. I pick up the rubber that bounced out of my hand and begin rolling it down my throbbing cock, watching Misty’s face. Her eyes are hooded, and looking down to the apex of her thighs I can see her arousal glistening in the low light of the room.

“Goddamn it,” I spit when the thin latex tears in my fingers.

“What’s wrong?” she purrs.

I rip the ruined condom off my cock and sit back on my heels, hands on my thighs. “That was my only fucking condom.”
She shakes her head. “I’m on the pill,” she pants reaching for my dick, stroking it in long firm pulls. “I haven’t been with anyone since you.”

I pull her hand off me, but rather than tell her that’s not going to happen, the bourbon changes my mind. I spread her legs and line my bare cock against her entrance.

“Yes,” she begs.

I thrust into her in one stroke, loving the way she encapsulates me. Hot, tight, perfect pussy quivers along my length as I lean over her. Slanting my mouth slightly, I kiss her sloppily. She doesn’t seem to mind and gives just as good as she gets.

I feel her legs wrap around my hips, and I plunge even deeper. I can feel her breasts shifting and moving from the pounding, relentless drives of my hips.

Her whimper is the first sign of her impending orgasm, so I grind my hips, rotating my body against her clit. Nails dig deep into my back as she clenches around me. I swallow her cries of ecstasy and give her mine as I explode inside of her.
“Fuck, Misty.” I kiss her again. “This pussy is going to be the death of me.”

She nips at my chin as I pull out of her and flop on my back. My breathing is erratic, and I hate the way the cold air hits my dick so soon after leaving the warmth of her body. I hear my cell phone chime a text. Looking at the bedside table, I see that it’s after two in the morning. Only important shit hits my phone this late.

I reach into the pocket of my slacks and pull my phone out.

Kincaid: Wrench is in town. Get your ass over here.

Kincaid and Emmalyn are staying at Kaleb and Josie’s tonight, and he has a pretty good sixth sense about shit like this, so I know he’s not just being overprotective over his girl.
I climb out of the bed and begin pulling my clothes back on. Once dressed, I lean over Misty who still has a sated smile on her face.

“I have to go, Darlin’.”

Her smile falters slightly before she tugs her lips back up. I lean in and take her dark nipple into my mouth, sucking it to a hardened peak. I mentioned I’m an asshole right? I need to make sure that she’s down to meet up again should I find my way back to Denver anytime soon.

I kiss her long and hard before walking out of the room to make sure my club president and his woman are safe.




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AUTHOR BIO

Marie James: I’m a full-time, working mother of two boys and wife of 11 years. I've spent almost my entire lifetime living in central Texas, with only short stays in South Carolina, Alabama, and Florida. I've always wanted to write novels and just recently had the gumption to sit down and start one. My passions include reading everything under the sun and plotting out new books to write in the future.

Kincaid is my 7th book. I’ve also written the Hale Series, Love ME Like That, and a FanFiction named Psychosis, featuring up and coming cover model, Matthew Hosea, as the main character. This book was done for fun and all of the proceeds are going to charity. All of my books are currently available on Amazon.


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