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Monday, October 19, 2015


  NEW RELEASE


HUNTER is the first book in the new Caine Brothers series of erotic romance novellas by Margaret Madigan. It releases October 19, 2015.





Series Blurb:


The Caine Brothers: A billionaire, a biker, a SEAL, a fighter, a rock star, and a shifter. Six sexy, in-control alphas who think they have women all figured out...until they each  meet their match.


Hunter Blurb:


He had a billion reasons to be happy...until he met her. Then only one reason mattered.


When Hunter Caine takes over the CEO position at his father's multi-billion dollar real estate development company, he also inherits his father's sexy blonde personal assistant, Allison McDowell.

Allison doesn't appreciate being passed around like property, but when she meets Hunter, sparks fly. He's gorgeous, but if he's anything like his misogynistic father, Allison's ready to resign.

Hunter's considering the purchase of a resort in Costa Rica. It's currently a couples-only resort, so he asks Allison to go undercover with him, posing as newlyweds. Allison's skeptical, but it's a free trip to Costa Rica, and Hunter's easy on the eyes, so why not?

Those sparks turn into raging hot flames as Hunter and Allison explore the resort--and each other--and discover that what happens in Costa Rica may or may not actually stay in Costa Rica.



Excerpt: 


     Hunter went right back into the bathroom to do whatever he intended to do to get that roaring erection under control.  Allison pondered following him and helping him out, one way or another.
    Two things stopped her; first, her legs were so weak from that flipping amazing orgasm that she didnt think she could walk across the room, and secondly, the anticipation of owing him heated her all over again.
    While hed showered the first time, shed moved all their luggage to the closet. Now, she went to find a dry pair of panties.
    She changed them and sat on the bed, waiting for Hunter and remembering his fingers on her and in her. The ghost of his touch still lingered on her skin and in the receding pulse of her orgasm.
    If that was just a sample of what theyd do to each other, she didnt need to sleep on it. To hell with caution, she was ready for more.
    But apparently hed decided theyd stick to the agreement.
    It didnt take long for him to finish in the bathroom, and when he left the bathroom this time, he looked like he could barely contain his triumph. Like by making her come like that hed proven some primal point. Like hed achieved a coup, vanquished a rival, swept in and made a hostile takeover. He puffed his chest, threw his shoulders back, and pretty much strutted into the room.
    Kinda proud of yourself there, chief? she asked.
    Maybe a little. Wheres my suitcase?
    She pointed at the closet. He went in and rummaged, coming out with charcoal slacks and a blue shirt. He laid everything out on the bed, then paused.
    There are four restaurants here. Any idea what youre hungry for? she asked.
    Seriously, you have to ask?
    She looked at him, saw the unfiltered lust in his eyes, and remembered he still hadnt been properly taken care of. A little bit of waiting wouldnt hurt Mr. I-get-everything-I-want-when-I-want-it CEO. Might build some character.
    Patience is a virtue, you know.
    I dont like to wait.
    Waiting makes everything better.
    Bullshit.
    Youll see.
    He rolled his eyes, and she smiled. This weekend could be a lot of fun.
    Are you going to sit there while I dress? he asked.
    Do you want me to?
    Yes. But if you do, we wont be waiting for tomorrow. If I get naked with you now, youd better be ready to skip dinner and forget about sleep for most of the night.
    Well, then. Ill step out and let you dress. Because Im starving.
    Coward.
    She slid off the bed, laughing at his fake insult. As she passed him on the way to the door, she grabbed the edge of his towel and yanked it off.
    He growled and reached for her, but she squealed and ran for the living room. She flopped onto the couch, giggling like a little girl, but when she looked back to the bedroom Hunter stood in the doorway, naked as the day he was born, the single most glorious man shed ever had the privilege to witness in the nude.
    Hed reached up and hooked his fingers over the top of the door jamb, and lounged there casually displaying himself for her perusal. She had no doubt he meant for her to understand what she was missing. Her skin tingled, and her mouth watered in appreciation. Shed need to change her panties again.
    Tall, tan, lean, and hung, Hunter made the perfect argument without even saying a word.
    Wow. How she managed even one coherent word, she had no idea.
    He grinned. Damn right, wow.
    Ego much?
    He shrugged and turned back to the bedroom, giving her a great view of his ass.
    Waiting for tomorrow would be a serious challenge, but she didnt like to lose any more than he did, so shed wait. Until then, shed have as much fun teasing him as possible.




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About the author:


I write historical romance for Entangled Publishing, paranormal romance for Evernight Publishing, and contemporary, erotic romance, and science fiction for M&M Publishing.

Oregon Ducks fan.

Donut and pastry addict.

I like cats.

I'm terrified of balloons.

When I'm not writing you'll find me in a college classroom teaching English, or working as a literary agent for an amazing agency...and of course, wrangling my family.

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Tuesday, July 14, 2015

A Work In Progress

On my playlist: Fantastic Baby-BigBang (no, I don't speak Korean, but I adore K-pop. Their new song Sober, off their Made Series D album is also among my favorites right now.)

Morning Lads and Lassies,

Alright, so I'm basically the worst blogger ever. We've already established that. The summer has gotten super busy with the kids getting older and wanting to do more things that require me to leave the house, working on re-writes and edits, work on other jobs, and church callings that have taken over our lives. Sometimes it's difficult to get priorities right when it feels like there are so many things that need to get done. A moment of clarity came when a friend's son passed this last week. I've spread myself too thin, tried to accomplish too much and as a result I've only succeeded in wearing myself out.

The re-write for BRIAR is taking much longer than I anticipated it would and it's my own fault. In this particular case I'm my own worse enemy. I loved my original idea for BRIAR and spent quite a bit of time writing the original. Re-writing it has forced me to tear apart my baby and stitch it back together. As I near the end of the re-write and head into editing, I realize that it's not so much a Frankenstein monster, but a well put together and seamlessly efficient robot. It's funny how attached we get to some things and how difficult it is to let go. Being an author, in that sense, requires outside input. People who are willing to say, you did a great job, but this could make it a million times better. Finding the plot of the re-write was never the problem. Letting go of what I'd already done kept me from moving forward. With the help of my friends and writer's group, I'm hoping to be done by the end of the month and have the edits with Cate. Fingers crossed!

As a tribute to moving past my own self, I've decided to post a couple excerpts from BRIAR, as is. For those of you who don't know what BRIAR is, it is a YA Sleeping Beauty/Robin Hood role reversal.
For tomorrow's post I have a Q & A from author Wren Michaels introducing her full length novel debute, VEXED. Tune in for more info, the latest deets and more sneak peaks into my writing as I finish editing.