Rachel E Rice’s Book 2 Blackstone Series Excerpt: “Temptation In Black”

For those of you who liked the first book in the Blackstone series and you want more here is the reading order:

Book 1 The Incredible Mr. Black is free on InstaFreebie.

2. Temptation In Black

3. Surrender To Black

4. Black Tie Affair

5. Mourning Becomes Black

6. Coming Soon: Fade To Black

Excerpt from Book 2 Temptation In Black is below. You can purchase it on: AmazonBarnes and Noble  ITunes, Kobo, and most retailers Google, Smashwords

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Chapter 1

 

“Why did you do that, Alex? You knew I wasn’t ready. What’s wrong with you?” He glanced down at her. “Are you becoming dangerous to me?” Max’s voice heightened with cool restraint, which caused the hair on Alex’s arm to rise. He sounded like a wounded animal. How could something be wrong, you handsome, crazy fuck? I just read that your fiancée has been found strangled, and you didn’t tell me about your twin brother. How could anything be wrong? I’m not the one lying around one of your apartments dead. I’m perfectly happy.

Voicing her thoughts was not an option since she was riding in his limo with darkened windows, and Max still had an erection, and the doors were locked, and his bodyguard/driver, a burly Asian named Shu, who resembled a ninja warrior and dressed in black, never as much as spoke or smiled at her. With an out-of-control sex addict and a ninja warrior, there wasn’t much she could do or say.

Concentrating was also out of the question. Her heart beat so loud that she thought she was being strangled by her own fears. The newspaper’s headline screamed in her head: Fiancée of Maximilian Blackstone: Strangled.

“Nothing is wrong, Max. Why do you ask?” she murmured glancing up into his to die for face from her kneeling position. She forced a wide smile. I’m in the right position for praying. Praying that my judgment wasn’t as flawed as I think, and that I didn’t select a murderer to father my child. I guess I was nothing but a desperate, eligible, eager, foolish young women who wanted only one man–Mr. Black.

 

 

Excerpt From Rachel E Rice’s Werewolf book “Thorn”

This excerpt is chapter 1 from Book 8 “Thorn” in the Insatiable Werewolf series which will be published in October, 2016. You can buy book 7 “Tracker” everywhere. If you are new to the Insatiable series, pick up the first one for free at Instafreebie or Amazon and most places where Ebooks are sold. Rachel E Rice’s books are for matured adults 18 and over. Enjoy. Copyright by Rachel E Rice 2016.

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Tracker had been trolling the beach at night unable to sleep. Restless. Too many nights and days doing nothing more than standing looking up at the moon and picking up women. Then listening to them moan with pleasure of having rough sex. And complain about how their men weren’t able to satisfy them in the way Tracker could. A few of his pickups didn’t want to leave him, but he pushed them out, and brought in another, and another, and by the weeks end, he was bored and restless again. It was then he made up his mind to leave—alone.

Tracker opened the door to Thorn and Zoey’s room in the resort suite he and Thorn had rented in San Diego for a week. Their rooms filled with expensive dark wicker furniture and white cushions, the kind you find in Hawaii or the islands, in a fancy hotel. Floral colors of green, pink, beige, and purple. The walls covered with ornate wall paper of beige and large green leaves.

Colors females loved and males detested. In the corner facing an ornamental fireplace, velvet chairs and a green velvet sofa sat facing a large Sony flat screen, which hung over the fireplace mantle.

The sheer curtains opened up to a patio where Zoey, Thorn, and Tracker sat in the evenings and watched the sun burst of orange and yellow as if disappearing into the Pacific Ocean. This was Zoey’s idea of a fun time. For Tracker it was pure hell. But then it wasn’t about Tracker anymore it was what Thorn wanted, and Thorn wanted whatever Zoey wanted.

After dinner and in the dark and star filled sky, Zoey stripped of her scant clothing, a sheer dress with no bra and underwear. She scurried down the stairs, on to the beach, and into the water, oblivious of who was watching, and who was standing on their balcony taking in the beautiful naked form of a young blond woman disappearing into the surf.

Tracker watched at her on most nights when he wasn’t taking a woman on all fours on the floor. He watched as Thorn and Zoey frolicked in the water and then go out for a swim.

At the beginning Tracker appeared to be bothered knowing he had turned her away when she was eager to be part of a threesome, and Thorn had wanted to share her to please his brother, and his Alpha. But he took his frustrations out on the next woman banging on his door to be next in line to be fucked by him.

Knowing how much Thorn craved and needed Zoey, Tracker couldn’t deny him the love he sought and finally found with her. Tracker didn’t love Zoey and he could never be true to her. He would break her heart as he had done with Saadia.

There was something empty inside he had to fill.

The purpose of stopping before they went on to Mexico was to give Zoey a rest. Relaxing on the sand and swimming was what all of them needed. Well not Tracker. He needed to be on the road in the forest chasing down animals and fucking women. The first of the month and the moon would be full held sway over him because he hadn’t wanted to control himself. He rejoiced in that wild animal part in him, which the moon brought about. He needed to be on the road riding his Harley to keep from thinking about Saadia or Zoey.

A slight early morning breeze blew in from the Pacific straining the beige sheer curtains sending them fluttering in the breeze and forcing the sheet back, which covered the two naked bodies as they lay entwined.

Zoey’s small curvy legs lay over Thorn’s and she had her head lying on his chest with his large left hand planted between her legs, and the other holding her to him.

Tracker took in all of Zoey’s exposed nude body and he made a low grunt. And then another. He thought of their time together. The moan coming from deep inside him, but it didn’t wake the two who appeared to be sleeping soundly. Tracker’s eyes swept over her body. The sun streamed in giving her an even golden sheen, where the sun had baked her and her body brown, and her hair more blond than usual. It had been the heat of the sun and the cool of the nights that had given her a beautiful sensational tan.

She turned facing Tracker her eyes shut tight, still sleeping, and like a choreographed dance, Thorn turned evenly with her. His large cock searching for her buttocks and then finding them. And in his sleep he gave out a moan of pleasure. It was as if searching for a treasure and then finding it.

His hands fell over her and settle on her breasts and he unconsciously cupped them.

Tracker stood watching the two of them together, and longing for Zoey. He felt a desire creep into him and settle inside. That feeling wasn’t for her, but for the animalistic desires he once held for her.

The pleasure of seeing her body once more, his thoughts fell to the desire that he received from his length dipping into her soft flesh, into her opening, and how it had entered effortlessly.  The pleasure he received from her could only be hid by what he felt for Saadia’s body. At the time before Saadia, he longed for the feeling he got from Zoey, and how once he was in her, his length vibrated with excitement and how moist she had been with one touch.

Zoey could have been the mate he would want if he didn’t want someone and something else. And Thorn hadn’t fallen madly in love with her.

He observed Thorn and Zoey for a while as her butt backed up to Thorn, his arm covering her and both of them sleeping silent and still unaware that someone is standing there watching them.

Zoey was a distraction to Thorn as she had been to him, but more so with Thorn because he loved her, and he would be blind to anything said about her, so Tracker held his opinions.

Tracker thought about warning Thorn not to be too distracted and blinded by his love for her. He wanted to warn Thorn that because Zoey was a desirable human, in the world of men, he could have many problems with men wanting to be with her and trying to take her from him. But Tracker knew Thorn wouldn’t listen, and he didn’t want to waste his words, nor did he want to lose the love of his brother.

The way their bodies were intertwined and the way Thorn held Zoey to him with one hand cupping her breasts, and the other hand between her legs, the pad of his finger unconsciously massaging her, no air could come between them and certainly no brother could either. They were one now.

It was a realization that Zoey and Thorn had become more than just bodies to one another when that’s all she had been to him. There had never been a time when she had been an individual, a female with a face where he could look into it without feeling that she was only someone to serve his need during the time of the full moon. A faceless body that he could take and have when the time of the moon dictated.

It wasn’t that way with Saadia. He dreamed of her and saw her face in everything he did on every woman he saw walking the beach. On every woman he met and took to bed in the few days they had been at that resort.

Unconsciously he then realized that he wanted Saadia. He needed her. But she had betrayed him when she chose to conceal her identity and conceal her scent. It became impossible for him to forget her duplicity. Tracker wondered what other things she had kept from him. Did her family know of her ways and were they in on it?

He had heard his father, Lycell, tell of werefemales who possessed unusual abilities to change their face and bodies and have supernatural powers. But she didn’t change her face. He saw the same innocent looking face he had seen in high school, but because he hadn’t thought of her or saw her since she became of age, he didn’t recognize Saadia in the dim light of the club.

And because she appeared different in her dress and behavior, he was unable to distinguish her from that scared young girl who told all her classmates she had been promised to Tracker, the most eligible werewolf shifter in Samsaville.

Her body had changed and she wore tight jeans over her curvy body and developed breasts. Because now she was a full grown werefemale and she had changed in her looks and dress, and he wasn’t able to recognize that innocent shy werefemale from his high school days.

It was something that caused Thorn to feel the presence of another being standing near his bed watching attentively. Maybe it was the change in temperature, or the wind, or the sunlight.

Thorn’s eyes opened. He didn’t jump or conceal himself or Zoey. There was no use because Tracker had seen and done more to her than he had ever thought of undertaking.

“What are you doing standing there dressed in your leathers?” He didn’t wait for Tracker to answer. “I thought we all could go for a swim today and have dinner with the humans. Zoey would like that.”

“Not today.” Tracker’s voice unusually quiet. He didn’t meet Thorn’s eyes which wasn’t typical Tracker.

“I’m going to leave you two and go on to Mexico and rent a villa for us. I think Zoey could use a little more rest. And you don’t need me around.” Tracker shot Thorn a small closed smile. When she heard her name on Tracker’s lips, Zoey smiled in her sleep and gave a small inhale and exhale.

Thorn turned and watched at Zoey lying on her back, her breasts uplifted, her nipples hard from the cool breeze blowing in through the patio door, then she slowly turned to face Thorn, and reached for him, and draped her arm on Thorn’s chest.

Her buttocks prominent in Tracker’s view. He looked up in Tracker’s face where he saw remorse, desire, and arousal, and Thorn reached for a sheet and spread it over her body covering her from the hungry eyes of Tracker.

“I think you’re right. We need more time together and you need to be alone to decide what it is you want to do. Whatever you choose I will go along with you. If you want to just turn around and go back to Samsaville and marry Saadia then I will do that too. We could have a double wedding.” Thorn smiled in his playful naïve way. One eyebrow raising and his eyes showing bright and thoughtful.

“Let’s not get ahead of yourself. If you want to marry Zoey then do so. I suggest you do it before you bring her back to Samsaville. You know father.”

Thorn knew his father only too well. But a wedding would be out of the question because by now the reports of Beau’s death had to be front page news. And since Zoey went missing at the same time Beau had been killed by a large wolf, and a shotgun wielded by his uncle to ward of the wolf attack, it would be very risky for her if she showed up now to get married to Thorn legally.

Tracker assumed that is what Thorn meant to do with Zoey. Marry her at a justice of the peace. After all she was human and had the desires of most women. And Thorn being inexperienced and in love would try his best to satisfy Zoey no matter what the cost.
The End of Chapter 1

Rachel E Rice’s Book 6 “Fade To Black” Blackstone series coming soon. Get Book 1 free

Book 1 “The Incredible Mr. Black” is free at Instafreebies. There you can pick up a mobi, epub, or PDF.  The final book in the series, “Fade To Black” book 6, will be published in January of 2017. Many questions will be answered.

To those of you who asked when I would write another book in this erotic romance Blackstone series, this is for you, and there will be no more. Enjoy! If you have never read this series, and you’re looking for something to read until my next werewolf book, try book 1: The Incredible Mr. Black free.

Remember: all my books are for adults 18 and over. The language my be too much for some and not enough for others. If you like your books hot and a billionaire more erotic than Gray, then Mr. Black is for you.

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Rachel E Rice’s Werewolf book “Tracker” Published

Tracker will be available for $2.99. If you want to purchase the book after Labor Day week it will sell for $3.99 for a new release.

You can purchase “Tracker” at Amazon,  coming soon to Barnes and Noble, iBooks, and   Kobo. Look for a discount code for Smashwords and Allromanceebooks has discounted “Tracker” for one day. This is book 8 in my Insatiable Werewolf series. If you read and like paranormal romance with adventure, intrigue, and some sex, this book is for you. Please give me a review. Thank you.

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Don’t forget to start at the beginning of the series with Insatiable: The Lone Werewolf Finds His Mate which is free. Or you can try books 1-4 in a box set, and books 5-7 in a box set as well. They are sold wide at most Ebook vendors.

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Rachel E Rice’s Insatiable series Book 8 “Tracker” Available first week in September

The heat is rising in my werewolf books and I can’t put out the fire. If you don’t want to read the hottest sex scenes ever, and lots of love and adventure, then don’t go near my latest shifter book in the Insatiable series, “Tracker.”

When the powerful and arrogant young werewolf shifter, Tracker Samsa is forced into an arranged marriage by his parents, he rejects the idea of anyone controlling his life because he’s not interested in marrying a werefemale.   

Tracker wants to follow his heart because he desires a human. Attracted to only human females can lead to trouble, and Tracker draws hot, dangerous, wild females to him like a bear to honey because they can give him what he craves during the full moon. He can’t see the dangers of being with the human until it’s too late.Will the werefemale find a way to win Tracker’s heart even when she knows he doesn’t want her?

The lessons Tracker will learn in the world of men will stay with him a long time.

If you don’t mind getting close to the fire, you can pick up book 8 in September. Book 1 is free. Look for a low price for Books 2-3.  Books 5-6 is still selling for 2.99 everywhere if you would like to catch up on the series. Remember these books are for adults 18 and over. Coming Soon: “Thorn.”

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Rachel E Rice’s Excerpt from “Tracker”

Meet the Bad Boys of The Insatiable Werewolf Series. Tracker will break your heart. Thorn will steal your heart, and with Damon, you will lose your heart. Below is an excerpt from Book 8 “Tracker.” Coming soon books 9 and 10.

If you haven’t caught up on the series try Insatiable Box Set Books 1-4 and Hunter’s Moon Box Set 5-7 for a low price at  Amazon, Nook, Apple, Google, Kobo and where all EBooks are sold. Below the excerpt from: “Tracker.”

 

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Copyright by Rachel E Rice

Chapter 1

 

When Tracker thought he heard the call of a wolf in a distance he sat up in his bed and listened. It was a piercing howl, a maddening howl in a distance. A whining whimpering sound like an animal who had lost a mate. Maybe he was just imagining it because how could there be a wolf so close to the middle of San Francisco.

A city with concrete, skyscrapers, cable cars, and humans.

He had returned to San Francisco with Hunter and Haley with thoughts of getting back to work at Hunter’s company. And it hit him. Hunter is no longer a bachelor and what the hell was he doing there anyway. He snapped to his feet and began packing his leather jeans.

“What are you doing, Tracker?” Hunter watched at him from the doorway as Tracker gathered up his leather knapsack holding one change of Levis, an extra tee shirt, and his leather jeans. He rolled them tight and placed them in the sack, slung it across his massive shoulder, picked up his helmet from a chair, and held it loosely in his hand.

Tracker stood six three in his motorcycle boots. His thighs budging through the tight leather pants. There was a definition of taut muscles stretching to get free of his jeans, shirt, and leather jacket.

“I’m going home. Now that you have Haley back and you’re a family man now, there’s no room for me.” But Hunter didn’t want to take that for an answer. He knew it was more than that. He knew Tracker was in love with Haley too. How could he not. She was beautiful and she was a human and he had met her and fallen in love with her not knowing that she was Hunter’s true mate.

Tracker couldn’t meet Hunter’s eyes when he tried to explain why he didn’t want to stay with him any longer. Hunter sensed Tracker’s feeling for Haley and he could smell the arousal on him when she was around. It was a scent to mate. But not just with anyone, but with her.

When Tracker first met Haley at a frat party he had been invited to, there she sat, the girl of his dreams. Pretty and innocent. Sitting in a corner with all the guys wanting her and her waving them off and not wanting to be bothered. That was his type of girl. Tracker wanted a girl that no man could get to and she seemed to be the one until he discovered that she was his brother’s girl. She belonged to Hunter.

“Tell Haley I’m going back to the ranch. I know she wanted me to stay, but you know how it is. I have to find my own way and I have to mate.”

“Why don’t you tell her yourself? You know she doesn’t want you to go. And I want you to stay too. You have your own apartment here with us, and your own entrance. You never have to see us.” He knew, but she would be there and he desired her. He had to find someone to take the thought of  Haley out of his head.

Tracker wasn’t interested in mating with someone else. It was what he told his family because that was what they wanted to hear. Now all he wanted to do was find a human female and plant himself inside of her and take her in as many ways as possible and move on. He vowed that until he found the one woman for him, mating wouldn’t be his life. Fucking would be. Not the life of his father, or his uncles, or brothers.

There was something calling him and he had to answer the call. Like the sound of the wolf he heard earlier.

It had to be that wild wolf nature he heard his father Lycell talk about. But he speaks little of it now that he has Adrienne and she gave him six dominant sons who one day will be head of their own packs.

“I have to go home first and see our mother. Then I’m leaving. What are you going to do Hunter now that you are a proud father of four pups and you managed to have a human female, too?”

Hunter smiled because he was indeed proud of himself for waking up and realizing that he loved Haley more than he could comprehend. And that Katie had long moved on, and he had left her in his heart when he met Haley. It took him time to see the young woman in Haley. Before he thought of her as a child. Yet he wasn’t that much older than she, but he had lived a far faster life, and he had grown up in the wilds of Alaska.

“I’ll probably move back to Samsaville and build a ranch on our land. Not too far from the Samsa ranch. Haley wants this and since I have my pups, then I have to make sure they are safe and happy.” He glanced at Tracker. “The town is expanding, why don’t you stay? Thorn and Damon are there to keep you company.”

“I can’t.” He stares at Hunter. “Something is calling me, and I don’t know what it is. I have to find out what I want in life and who I am.”

“You’re a Samsa werewolf. Rich beyond your wildest dreams. Why do you need more?” Tracker walks to the door and turns and stops. His eyes wandering around the room as if it’s his last time sleeping in a bed.

“I don’t know, Hunter. Maybe it’s my spirit. Maybe I’m just like my father. I have to test boundaries. I have to compete. I have to kill or be killed,” he said looking over his shoulder at Hunter. “You know how that is. Kiss Haley and the pups for me. Tell her that I love her.” When Tracker said that his voice broke. Hunter knew Tracker’s affection for Haley but he didn’t know until that moment that Tracker was indeed in love with her, and it broke his heart to leave. Hunter wanted to say that he would share Haley with him if he would stay, but Hunter doesn’t share, and he stopped short of saying anymore because he knew Tracker was the same as he. He wanted what belonged to him. Only him.

“I’ll tell her.”

With the door open and Tracker waiting to leave as Hunter looked on, he took a step back, turned and hugged him. “Oh, tell Haley that I’m making my BMW a present to her. I’m taking the motorcycle.”

“Not my baby.”

“No. Don’t worry.”

“I’m not worried. I would have to come looking for you and it wouldn’t be pretty.” Hunter shot him a half smile.

“You mean you would let something like a motorcycle come between brothers?” Tracker said. Hunter smiled and slanted his head.

“It’s not just any motorcycle. I wish you would get your own. I had planned on giving that to one of my boys.”

“Maybe that could be arranged. I had planned on buying me another. It’s not American. I’m all about American and what could be more American than a Harley,” Tracker said as he hit Hunter on the shoulder, paused a moment, and then closed the door behind him.

Tracker headed for the elevators and it zoomed down to the garage. He found his bike waiting, he climbed on it and headed it north, and then east. As he rode east he thought of the woman whose boyfriend had shot him. He smiled. Chalk that up to experience. Never fuck a woman that has a dangerous boyfriend. But he was dangerous too. The only thing he didn’t fight his battles with guns. He used his brute strength.

Not realizing he hadn’t eaten lately, he spotted a diner in a small valley town. There was no way he would hunt, and he remembered that he had become fond of beef the way Haley cooked it, so he drove down into the valley and up to the door of the diner, parked his bike, and climbed off of it.

When he strutted through the door, he looked around and all that was in the diner was an elderly couple. They barely looked up from their meal and glasses of ice tea. Tracker sat at the bar, looked around and a young blond came from the back and slapped a menu in front of him.

She wore a pink and white waitress uniform with a white apron. You couldn’t tell it was white because of the stains of ketchup covering it, but for the white lace tied around her waist holding it up. She leaned over meeting his eyes. In a large mirror hanging over the opening where she placed her orders, Tracker glanced up, and instead of looking her in the face, he concentrated on her short uniform, which showed her firm smooth legs. His cock throbbed from need on taking all of her in.

He forgot why he was there and then it came back to him. Food.

“What are you doing here?” Tracker raised his head from the menu because he recognized the voice. It was the woman he had picked up from the bar. Her eyes were bluer than he remembered, and she was a true blond. He saw that because she hadn’t shaved lately.

Her hair was cut short like a boy. When he last saw her she had a full head of flowing blond curls.

Her body a little smaller than he remembered, but her breasts were all that he couldn’t forget. He remembered taking them in his mouth and sucking her nipples until they turned red and still she begged for more. He remembered how his cocked filled her up and still she begged for more. He remembered her tightness and how he plunged his hard strong cock into her until she begged for him to stop and still he wouldn’t and she loved every minute of it.

It all ended when he knew he had to get some rest and she had to go home that night.

“I thought you were dead,” she said her eyes narrowing. “Are you all right? Beau shot you twice.”

Rachel E Rice’s Hunter’s Moon Box Set Published

“Hunter’s Moon” box set contains three stories with the just published “Moon Rapture” which will feature the yearling werewolf, Hunter Samsa. His loves and his difficult life becoming an adult werewolf will delve into the pain he endured in the wilds of Alaska and the love he sought and loss when he returned home. If you haven’t read these stories and you’re looking to save money, the box set is for you.

To discover all my Insatiable Werewolf books go to: Apple, Nook, Kobo, Amazon, Scribd and Google, and where all E books are sold.

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Come along on his journey where his heart will break, his love for one female will end, and his new love will begin only to have that love snatched away by a mortal enemy. Hunter and the Samsa werewolf clan’s story will not end in book 7. There are more stories to come.

Hunter’s brother Tracker, by Adrienne and Lycell, has his own story and it will begin when he becomes a yearling ready to face the world, where two of his six brothers (Damon and Thorn) will be caught up in Tracker’s dark turbulent life because they are a family of werewolves and they follow the pack leader wherever he may go.

Remember, my books are for matured adults 18 and over. Coming Soon! Tracker book 8 and  Thorn book 9 and Damon book 10.

 

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