The Sunday Night Dinner Club Box Set releases today!

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Title: Sunday Night Dinner Club Box Set
Series: Sunday Night Dinner Club #1-3
Author: Jess Dee
 Release Date: April 17, 2015

Party of Three

Spencer Allen’s quest for true love just hit a brick wall—his best mate, Levi Barret. Their mutual lust for the same woman could spell the end of their friendship…or the beginning of a whole new relationship.

Table for Two  

James Elliot never meant to barge into his friend’s bedroom, but now that he’s caught an eyeful of Olivia Taylor, butt-naked, he can’t seem to imagine her any other way. Nor does he want to. James is about to change the dynamics of their relationship – and all Liv can do is hold on for the wild, sexy ride

Dinner at Eight It’s been eighteen months since Ava Torres last saw her best friend, Jared Thurston. In that time she’s been married, separated and gone to hell and back as a wife. Now Jared is back in Sydney, and he’s determined to prove that true love doesn’t just exist in fairy tales. If Ava is willing to fight for it, together they can find their very own happy ever after.

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Once Jess discovered it was okay to leave the bedroom door open in her romance novels, she decided to leave everything open. Buttons, zips, pants, number of lovers… Which is why her books are all steamy erotic romances.While Jess lived most of her life in South Africa, the last twelve years have been spent in Australia. From the fast paced Sydney lifestyle to the laid back islands and beaches, there’s always another gorgeous Aussie setting for a contemporary romance.

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Easter Contest

Happy Easter!

To help you kick off your spring/autumn, the authors of IntlHeat are holding an exciting contest this week.

There are many ways to enter and LOTS of prizes.

Win a $25 gift card to Amazon or a “first in the series” ebook to introduce you to some great new stories by Bianca D’Arc, Lexxie Couper, Lexi Blake, Lila Dubois, Rhian Cahill, Mari Carr, Sami Lee and myself.


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Rhythm of My Heart Launch Party Giveaway #8 – Jess Dee with a final thought…

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 It’s that time in every party where we need to wind things down and say farewell.


Let me take this opportunity to say thank you to Selena, Mari, Sami, Lexxie, Leah and Nikki for joining me in celebrating my release.

And Good luck to all of them for their upcoming releases.

Also, thank you to you, the readers, for coming.

I figure the best way to end a party would be with a slow song to help wind things down. And what better song then the one that has become my kinda theme song for Rhythm Of My Heart, See Beneath Your Beautiful, by Labrinth and Emile Sande

Don’t forget, there’s still time to enter the contest to win the Kindle Fire. It’ll run for another week before a winner is selected.

The Kindle Fire giveaway will run through the Rhythm of My Heart blog tour. More information HERE. There are two chances during this launch party to sign up for the Kindle and then each day of the tour will represent another chance. Be sure to follow us all the way through for the ultimate chance of winning.

And last but not least…

Rhythm of My Heart is available now from Samhain, Kindle, Nook, Kobo or your favorite ebookstore.


The Speed Series

Book #1: See You in My Dreams



Every girl’s fantasy…one woman’s dream.

Speed Book 1

Sophie Butler is sure she’s about to lose her much-needed cleaning job. She’s not only walked in on a guest—a violation of her employer’s cardinal rule—but she can’t seem to tear her gaze away from his gorgeous, naked-as-the-day-he-was-born body.

If all that isn’t bad enough, her usually sensible judgment and behavior are clouded by a nagging sense of familiarity. She knows the man from somewhere, she just can’t quite place him.

Nathan Pace is certain he’s just lost his jealously guarded anonymity. But hold on…if she’s just another fan looking for a piece of his alter ego, rock star Jamie Speed, why is she blushing six shades of scarlet? And why is he instantly aroused? When he catches a glimpse of her eyes, he knows. She’s the woman who for ten years has haunted his dreams.

The attraction that flares between them is undeniable—and unstoppable. But getting close means risking Nathan’s secret identity. Just this once, he’d like a woman to fall for the real man, not the press’s version of a celebrity superstar.

Warning: This may be an erotic, contemporary romance, but it does contain a hint of fantasy. And when that fantasy involves erotic dreams about a gorgeous rock star, you know you’re gonna want the fantasy to become reality…

Book #2: Colors of Love



Their true colors are hidden…until one woman turns everything upside down.

Speed, Book 2

Seth Pace, guitarist of the rock band Speed, is a born dreamer, and nothing stands in his way of making those dreams a reality. Except when it comes to band manager Luke Struthers. He’s everything Seth wants in a partner, but even after five years of perfectly explosive sex, Luke refuses to commit.

After a childhood ravaged by abuse, Luke knows he’s a potential danger to anyone foolish enough to love him. Seth is safer without him, but Luke has no idea how to cut him loose painlessly. Until he spots Seth’s kind of woman—pretty, smart, friendly. The plan: seduce her into a sexy threesome, then leave the two alone to fall in love. Problem solved.

A night of excitement with the two hottest men on the planet? Yeah, baby! Yet Kaz’s inborn ability to read auras tells her something isn’t right. It’s obvious Seth and Luke are madly in love, but subtle clues in Luke’s aura signal he’s up to something. She’s not sure what, but if she doesn’t do something quick, the two men she’s quickly come to adore will wind up without the happily ever after they both deserve.

Warning: One man + one man + one woman = a whole lot of steamy two-way and three-way M/M & M/M/F sex, a hero or two to drool over, and a heroine who recognizes true love when she sees it.

Book #3: Rhythym of My Heart



He rocks every woman’s world, but his heart beats only for her.

Speed, Book 3

Makeup artist Eve Andrews is an expert at blending into the background. Landing a job with the rock band Speed is the opportunity of a lifetime, and thankfully as close to the spotlight as she’ll ever get again—until the band’s sinfully sexy drummer turns his dazzling eyes on her.

After a scandal shook his world, Zachary Pace, a.k.a. “Jonah Speed”, has given up the one-night stands and easy lays. One look at Eve, and he senses his self-imposed abstinence is about to come to a screeching halt—but he’s confused. His grandmother foretold his destiny lies with a beautiful redhead, not a tiny, brown-haired pixie.

Under the heat of Zachary’s intense focus, Eve’s resistance melts away, but not the façade that hides her terrible secret. And when she accidentally catches a glimpse of his heart’s desire—his fated redhead—her instincts tell her to let him go…before he gets too close. Before he sees the real woman behind her mask, and her heart is left in the dust of his almost-certain retreat.

 Warning: This is a Speed book, so you know there’s gonna be a small element of fantasy to it. And a big element of romance. Oh, yeah, and whole lot of sex. Sex hot enough to make you throb to the rhythm of a very sensual beat…


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Rhythm of My Heart Launch Party Giveaway #7 – Nikki Lynn Barrett

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This is Book 2 in the Love and Music in Texas series. Baby Stetson kicks off the series.

Welcome back to Harmony’s Echo, Texas…..

Melody Roland is on the run from the one person she trusted completely. One who hid a dark past she could never have imagined. When a pregnant woman on the bus she’s fleeing on goes into labor, Melody rushes to her aide. Now she finds herself stranded in a tiny remote town just off the highway, with no way to her original destination.

She’s alone, on edge, and unsure who to trust. Her instincts scream to get far away and fast. But how and where?

Jameson Grant struggles through the roughest year of his life. Suffering from the loss of his father, one grief stricken night, he made a mistake. One which cost him the only woman he’s ever loved. Each lonely day he’s faced with the constant reminders of how quick things can change. Throwing himself into the one thing he has left, his music, helps dull the pain he fights to keep hidden. His last salvation begins to crumble as things spiral out of control and he has no choice but to face the ‘music’ of his past.

The last thing he needs or wants in his life is a woman with more trouble on her heels than the best of country music lyrics. But Melody sings a sirens call within him that can’t be ignored.

Jameson and Melody bond in ways stronger than either could have imagined, but one dangerous person from her past may threaten it all…

If she doesn’t flee before he can convince her to stay, and that some love songs last an eternity.


Jameson set the bag on the table and followed the sound. Not only was she playing the guitar, but she was singing, too. She sat on the stool in the middle of the garage, wearing a white half sleeved shirt that showed enough skin to drive him crazy. She had her legs crossed and her hands gracefully strummed the strings.

She was beautiful. She seemed at ease, her eyelids half shut as she played her heart out with
the song. Jameson made sure to stay out of sight. She hadn’t caught on that he was there yet, and if he made her aware of his presence, she might stop. He wanted to hear more. Good God, her hands on his guitar, he wanted those hands back on him.

She finished the song. Jameson had to catch his breath before popping in, clapping and grinning. She practically jumped from the stool and she put that guitar down quick. “That was beautiful. I didn’t realize you played!”

“Oh! Jameson, you startled me. I’m sorry, I had no idea you were home already. I couldn’t help but pick up the guitar..I just, I felt compelled.” She was blabbering and apologizing for nothing. Jameson crossed the room, closing the distance between them and gathered her in his arms.

“Melody, why would you apologize? You keep doing that, and I can’t understand why.” Jameson kissed her forehead, then threaded his fingers through her hair. She looked up at him with wide eyes. “I’m not mad at you, angel. I loved what you were playing.” He dipped his head and took her lips again, nibbling on the bottom one. When he pulled away, he smiled. “ Not to mention how hot it was to watch your hands move on my guitar. It made me think of a not to distant morning when your hands were doing something else.”

That got her to laugh as she leaned against him. “You crack me up, you know. Thank you for the beautiful flowers and the card.”

“You’re welcome. I just wanted to let you know how much I was thinking about you. I can’t stop. You’re in my head. I’ve got Melody in my head. Hey, that’s a good song title.

The Melody in My Head.”

She blushed and ducked away, but Jameson pulled her closer to him. “I love it when you blush. It’s sexy.”
“You are determined to get me all flustered, aren’t you?” She questioned with a smile.

Jameson shrugged, playing coy. “It’s working quite well, I’d say. My master plan to woo and seduce you is playing out just fine.”

She raised a brow at him. “Oh, is that what it’s all about?” Melody backed out of his arms and wagged a finger at him. “I should have known. You want me for my skills. I think I’ll be taking them and going now…” She slowly backed away, watching him with a mischievous grin as her eyes lit up.

Jameson caught her at the door, pinning her to the wall. “ You didn’t get very far, did you?” He lowered his head, ready to devour her again. He teased her neck with kisses until she moaned. “Looks like I won this round.”

“You’re evil.”

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I thought, since I’m writing a series based on musicians and singers, I’d share with you all who I picture…or “hear” when I think of my character’s singing voices.

Avery Callimer:
Avery is the lead singer of the Baby Stetson band. When I think of her singing, I hear a powerful voice, one that can really belt out a tune…so I think of Martina McBride. Martina has the kind of voice that just makes me stop and listen. She can hit some amazing notes and I get goosebumps hearing her.

But not only do I think of Martina, I also think of a mix. Avery has the powerful voice like Martina, but she also has a southern twang like Jennifer Nettles (from Sugarland)

Jameson Grant:

I don’t keep it a secret that when I picture lead guitarist and singer, Jameson on guitar, I think of Keith Urban..:) but we’re talking about Jameson’s singing voice, and for that, I hear Billy Currington. He has this sexy voice that just rolls over my skin in waves of goosebumps.

Melody Roland:

Melody has always been a closet singer. It isn’t until she lands in Harmony’s Echo and sings with Jameson that she starts to come out of her shell. When I think of Melody singing, well she’s a bit of a toss up. I think of the woman that plays Scarlett on Nashville. A pretty voice, unexpected, but has a unique sound. But I also hear a little bit of newcomer Sarah Darling.

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Rhythm of My Heart Launch Party Giveaway #6 – Leah Braemel


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Thanks to her cheating ex-husband and her thieving brother, all horse breeder Nikki Kimball has left is a bruised heart, an over-drawn bank account and an empty home. When sex-on-legs Dillon Barnett and his brooding foster-brother Brett Anderson start showing more than just neighborly attention, Nikki is intrigued…and a little gun-shy.

Dillon and Brett have a history; back in high school, the two friends fought a bitter battle over Nikki. Now, ten years later, Brett still longs to be the man in Nikki’s life, but he’s determined to stand back and let Dillon win Nikki’s heart.

Society says Nikki must choose between the two men she loves. Is Nikki strong enough to break all the rules in order to find happiness?


Nikki wanted to blame the jetting water for the way her clit tingled, or for the full heavy feeling of her breasts. She wanted to blame the steam rising around her for the way her body tightened, squeezing the air from her lungs. But she knew it had nothing to do with the hot tub. The heat spearing through her came from thinking about being sandwiched between the two men. Her breasts ached from her fantasy of seeing Dillon’s dark head bent over one breast with Brett’s golden head over the other, of them touching every part of her body. Of Dillon in her pussy, and Brett…oh, Brett filling her mouth as she kneeled in front of him, or stretching her ass as he reamed her from behind.

“What do you say, Nik?” Dillon asked.

She jumped, realizing she’d been so lost in her fantasy that he’d closed the distance between them.

What did she say? Yes. Hell, yes!

“Brett—” She broke off her question. How lame would it be to ask if he’d still respect her in the morning?

When he turned to look at her, the emotion in his eyes, the longing, shocked her. His gaze dropped, lingering on her throat, her breasts, lower. Each spot his eyes stopped at burned like he’d branded her. He took equally long on his path back up her body, but instead of meeting her gaze, he looked past her. To Dillon.

She cleared her throat, her voice barely a whisper, but her plea came through as loud as if she’d shouted. “It couldn’t hurt just once. Could it?”

Water cascaded off him as he surged to stand in front of her. With another glance at Dillon, he cupped her face and brushed his lips across hers, his thumb caressing her jaw.

Her eyes fluttered closed as his lips sealed around hers, his tongue tickling the seam of her lips. So gentle, yet the hand holding her in place was so strong. Calloused in places Dillon’s weren’t. She relaxed her jaw and let him deepen the kiss. The hard length of his erection pressed into the soft flesh of her belly. All too soon he broke the kiss, though he didn’t release her.

He gaze moved from her to Dillon. “Does this bother you? Watching me kissing Nikki?”

“Nope. It makes me as horny as hell watching you two. Whodathunkit?” Dillon pressed his body against her, his hand sliding around her side to cup her breast, his erection nudging the small of her back. The crisp mat of his chest hair tickling her shoulders, he was a pillar, supporting her as her legs trembled beneath their onslaught. Her hips rotated, grinding against Brett’s erection in front and Dillon’s behind. Both men groaned in succession.

“Inside.” Dillon pulled away first. “Upstairs. Now.”

Nikki sucked in a breath at his command. Fantasies were one thing, reality totally different. She couldn’t even picture the mechanics of making love to two men at the same time. She gave up and decided they’d figure it out upstairs. With a shrug, she relaxed and let herself ogle Dillon’s tight behind when he climbed out of the hot tub. The man had the best frickin’ ass of anyone she’d ever seen. She loved clutching it as he pumped into her, feeling the play of muscles beneath her fingers.

Dillon grabbed the towels they’d placed there earlier, handing one to Nikki. Before she could take it, Brett reached around and snagged it, snapping it open and wrapping it around her. Her body heated, turned to liquid when he tucked the end into her cleavage, his palm grazing her breast, drawing her nipple into a tight bead. She pressed her thighs together against the ache starting deep inside as she imagined what she was about to do.

Dillon toweled himself off then tossed his to Brett. As Brett dried himself, Dillon opened the door and led Nikki into the house. The air conditioned air had goosebumps forming on her skin. He smiled and flicked one of her nipples poking against the terrycloth. After Brett’s earlier contact, that simple touch had her shaking.
He must have seen it as his eyes burned into her, and his voice grated in need. “Let’s get you upstairs and dried off.”

Completely unselfconscious of his nudity, he strolled ahead of them and bounded up the stairs.

As Dillon disappeared down the upstairs hall, Nikki realized Brett was hanging back. Her tongue hit the floor when she saw him standing there, his towel slung low over his hips. He has no idea how hot he looks, does he?

He held out his hand, waiting for Nikki to place her palm in his. “Nik? Are you okay with this? Just because Dillon suggested it doesn’t mean you have to…” He tilted his head to one side in question. “It’s not too late to back out, you know.”

“I want to try this, for all of us to be together like this, even if it’s just for tonight. But I need to know if you’re okay with this. If it’ll make things difficult, more awkward being around us—me—tomorrow.” She felt the blush rising up her neck. “I guess what I’m saying is, will you still respect me in the morning?”

“Baby, I’ll always respect you.” Her bones melted when he cupped her behind, pressing his erection into her belly. Snuggling closer, she kissed him until he broke off with a groan. “If we keep this up, I’m going to come before we begin.”

As they reached the top of the stairs, she hesitated. “Brett? What about you? Do you want to do this? I mean, isn’t it sort of weird for you to be naked around Dillon? Two guys in the same bed at the same time?”

There was such a long pause, she wondered if he might change his mind and walk away. “I don’t think I can back out now, Nik.”
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I’ve always loved friends-to-lovers stories, and when I started writing Texas Tangle, I set it up that Dillon would hook up with his neighbor Nikki. But then as I was writing I discovered that Dillon wasn’t the only one who had a thing for Nikki, Dillon’s friend Brett did too. So naturally my mind started wandering, and thought “Hey, Dillon’s a real laid back type of guy, and he’s one who would do anything for his friends so…” Next thing I knew my novella of them having a short threesome became a full length book about how the two of them tell Nikki she has to choose between them. Initially.

But hey, how do you choose between two hot guys? What criteria do you use? It was an interesting journey watching the guys struggle with how they’d let Nikki choose, and watching Nikki make her decision. Or rather not make a decision. 😉

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Winter Fire – a teaser

The 4th of Jan is approaching fast, and I haven’t spoken much about Winter Fire at all.

Thought instead of telling you about this novella from the Red Hot Winter Anthology, I’d post a little snippet for your reading pleasure.



“You have a choice,” he said as he kicked the door closed behind them. “I can spread a blanket on the floor beside the fire, and we can do this the slow romantic way.” His eyes gleamed with desire, with a fire hotter than the one across the room.

Her heart picked up speed. “Or?”

He kicked off his shoes. “Or I can toss you on the bed and fuck you until we both pass out.”

She slung her jacket over the couch. As if there was a choice. Sensual, dreamy and romantic, or hot, hard and ruthless. “Option two.” Dreamy and romantic were stored away for Jackson.

His lips twitched. “I had you picked for the heated-kisses option.”

“And I had you picked as a model. Apparently we were both wrong. Now you gonna keep talking, or you gonna fuck me until we both pass out?” Oh, yeah, when she met Jackson tomorrow, the last thing on her mind would be jumping him. She intended to fully satisfy herself on the delicious man before her.

His T-shirt was off before she finished the question. “Option two.” His smile scorched her all the way through to her bones.

She stared at him, dumbstruck. With his shirt on he was beautiful. Without it, he was panty-wetting, tongue-drooling gorgeous. Sex on legs.

Her hands shook as she unbuttoned her cardigan and let it drop to the floor.

“Bed?” he rumbled.

“Lead the way,” she concurred and pulled her shirt over her shoulders.

Garreth fiddled with his button and seconds later his jeans gaped open. Rachel forgot to breathe.

He tugged at her thermal silk undershirt. “Any more layers I should know about?”

“Just two.”

He shook his head. “No blizzards in Australia.”

“I told you, I hate the cold.” She lifted her arms and let him dispose of the silk.

His thumbs grazed over her covered nipples, making her tremble. They beaded instantly.

“Too many clothes,” he grumbled, and the cami she wore disappeared.

He gazed hungrily at her bra-clad breasts. “God, you’re beautiful.”

“Look closer,” she urged, and reached back to dispose of the black satin-and-lace bra. Her breasts sprung free, feeling heavier than usual under the close scrutiny of those emerald green eyes.

“Jesus, fuck,” he swore hoarsely, and then she was in his arms, pressed against the glorious wall of his muscular chest.

His full, lush lips took hers in a blistering kiss. A kiss so wicked it shook her very foundations. It burned off the cold, replacing it with a fierce heat that seared her from her mouth right through to her feminine core.

He tasted of scotch and man and sex—every bit as scrumptious as she’d anticipated.


She tunneled her fingers through his hair, holding his head close, molding her lips to his, pushing her body against his.

Ah, that erection. It felt good against her belly. A solid mass pressing into her softer flesh. She wanted it in her hand. In her mouth. Fuck, who was she kidding? She wanted it buried in her pussy. And in her ass. Hell, she just wanted it inside her.

She slipped her hand inside his open jeans and cupped it over his cock.

He moaned into her mouth, rocking against her hand.

Or maybe that was her moaning. He was thicker than she expected. And harder. She struggled to find breath. If he felt so good in her palm, covered by his boxers, how would he feel driving into her pussy?

Garreth broke the kiss to kick off his jeans and boxers. Toned, muscular legs were revealed inch by endless inch. His freed cock jumped up, slapping against his stomach.

“Yours too,” he said as his boxers hit the floor. “Take ’em off.”

She shook her head. “Can’t. Sorry. My hands are full.”

“Yeah? Of what?”

“You.” She wrapped one hand around his shaft, closing it around the silken steel of his erection. The other she used to cup his balls.

He threw his head back with a hiss, and she experimentally slid her hand up and down, testing his girth and his length. Both were impressive, yet neither overwhelming. He’d be a good fit inside her.

“Ah, Christ,” he groaned. “Just like that.”

For a long moment he stood stock still, letting her explore, feel, play. And then his patience snapped. He picked her up and tossed her on the bed.

“Carry on like that, Rachel, and it’ll be game over before we even begin.”


Winter Fire releases on the 4th of Jan, from Samhain Publishing.