Blackthorn Mountain Men series by Madison Faye (.ePUB)+
Blackthorn Mountain Men series by Madison Faye (.ePUB)+
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Overview: Madison Faye is the dirty alter ego of the very wholesome, very normal suburban housewife behind the stories. While she might be a wife, mom, and PTA organizer on the outside, there’s nothing but hot, steamy, and raunchy fantasies brewing right beneath the surface!
Genre: Romance, Erotic
His Captive Mountain Virgin (#2): Up on my mountain, she’ll play by my rules. My obsession. My Temptation. My Captive. When I left life as a hitman for the Russian mob years ago, I never wanted to look back. I took the millions I’d made doing their dirty work and built my retreat up on Blackthorn Mountain, away from everything. But a flash wildfire brings her to my front door, and from the moment I lay eyes on her, I know one thing: she’ll be mine. Gorgeous, sassy, innocent, untouched…and my prisoner. No one can know I’m here, so she stays. I’m keeping her. Life as a contract killer and now as a rough mountain man has turned my heart cold. I should keep a sweet girl like her away from me. But once I put my hands on her tempting curves and once I taste those sweet, innocent lips, I want nothing else than to keep her as close as possible. I’ve saved her from the fire, but if we aren’t careful, we’ll both get burned. Because my past isn’t done with me. The mob I walked away from years before thinks they can use Chloe to get to me, but they’re dead fucking wrong. Because up here, I’m king, she’s my mountain queen, and I’ll storm heaven and hell to keep her safe. Chloe’s got a fight in her, but once I lay my hands on her, I’m never letting her go.
Her Mountain Baby Daddies (#3): Two rough twin mountain men. One princess on the run. She thinks she can’t have babies. But baby are we gonna prove her wrong. When our enemies conspired to murder our father, take our company, and set us up for the crimes, running to the woods of Blackthorn Mountain was the only option we had. We thought we’d left everything good and beautiful in the world behind. That is, until she tumbles into our arms. Gorgeous, whip-smart, and a mouth as fiery as that red hair. Catching her skinny-dipping in our lake lights the spark. …Laying our hands on her sets the whole thing on fire.
Life in the woods has turned us into the hardened rough mountain men we are today. She should stay away – from us, and from the dark past that looms over our shoulders. But one taste of her sweet lips, and one of her breathless moans in our ears, and we both know we’re never going to let her out of her hands. We share everything, and we’ve always sworn that nothing will get between us. But then, Stella between us might just be exactly what saves us. With the shadow of our past still hunting us down, and the demons from hers still looming, this whole thing could blow up in our face. But we’ll be d*mned if that keeps her away from us. She thinks she can’t have a family. We’ve always wanted one. The odds are against us, but then, three is a crowd…
His Big Mountain Axe (#4): Beard? Check. Alpha as hell? Check. Huge, hard lumber? Very check.
The biggest outlaw on the mountain has his sights on one woman, and he’s carrying a very big axe…
Beast. Monster. Outlaw. I’ve been called a lot of things, but let me promise you, a knight in shining armor ain’t f*ckin’ one of them.But when the man I’m supposed to kill lays a hand on her – the firecracker cocktail waitress with the soft lips and the sweet curves that make my pine tree grow – there’s no way I’m not stepping in.
Beautiful, blonde, tempting as hell. She’s got a body that was made for me to claim, and legs that were born to spread around my bike. Or my waist. But I’m a man with a mission – a blood vendetta that has to be paid. Mixing it up with Larkin is a bad idea at best. At worst, it might get us killed. But once I feel that sweet little body of hers pressed against mine with my chopper rumbling between her legs, I know there ain’t a chance in hell I’m letting her go.
I’m not here to save her. I’m here to take her – over my bike and across my bed.
Pretty little Larkin is about to get a taste of how a real man claims his woman.
Because up on my mountain, I carry a big axe.…And I know how to use it.
Her Rough Mountain Outlaw (#6): Dominant, wild, and alpha af.
This single mom just got tangled up with the hardest new outlaw on the mountain.
And he’s about to show her how a real man claims what’s his.
I was a beast. A devil on two wheels. A rebel outlaw with a gun on my hip and a bigger one between my legs. Seven bullets almost put me in the ground, and now, all I’m looking for is a fresh start up on Blackthorn Mountain.
But when I cross paths with the gorgeous, sassy single mom on the run, everything changes.
Beautiful, fierce, and temping as all hell. Soft, pouty lips that were made for me to claim, curves that make my engine roar, and legs that I can’t wait to get my filthy hands all over. I’ve got no business getting tangled up with Jackie McKinnon. But one touch of her soft skin, and one taste of her mouth, and I know she’s mine.
She’s got trouble hunting her down, though. Her abusive dirty cop of an ex thinks he can lay hands on her and her little girl Brooke again, but he has no idea how f**king wrong he is.
Because this is my mountain, Jackie and her little girl are mine to protect and keep safe, and I’ll bury anyone who tries to hurt them.
I found her, I claimed her, and I’m keeping her. Jackie needs a real man.
…And she’s about to get every damn inch of one.
Unwrapping His Mountain Package (#7): Big truck, hard abs, filthy mouth, and dominant af.
The toughest new alpha on the mountain’s got a very huge package.
And this Christmas, it’s all for one lucky lady…
Outlaw. Soldier. Villain. Hero. Smuggler for the mob. I’m whatever the highest bidder needs me to be, and I don’t ask questions.
That is, until a freak avalanche sends me crashing over a cliff up on Blackthorn Mountain, and I find out what—or who—I’m really carrying.
She’s innocent and tempting—the blonde and beautiful little captive I didn’t even know I had. Legs for days, curves that beg for my rough hands, and a sassy spitfire attitude that gets my pulse roaring.
The mountain blizzard has us trapped. Just the two of us in an abandoned cabin, on Christmas Eve, with nothing but our body heat to keep warm. I know she’s off-limits. I know the mob boss who’s paying me wants to sell her to settle a debt. But once I’ve had a taste of Holly, there ain’t no way I’m letting that happen.
She came to me by accident. But I found her. I unwrapped her. I made her mine.
The storm wants to bury us. The mob wants to take her from me.
But she’s my Christmas miracle. She’s my pretty little present, and I’m going to unwrap every inch of her with my teeth.
She was never meant for me. But now, I’m keeping her all to myself.
Her Double Mountain Outlaws (#8): Hard, inked, completely untamed.
The two newest alphas on the mountain have their eyes on one lucky lady.
But double the outlaw means double the trouble,
And she’s about to find herself caught between a rock and a very hard place…
Our demons almost destroyed us once. Chased by our sins, our past, and the mob, Blackthorn Mountain was a clean start. A place we could start over, open our tattoo shop, and ignore the rest of the world.
It’s a great plan, except for one little detail: we never expected to find her up on the mountain.
Gorgeous, sassy, innocent, and tempting in that way where she doesn’t even know it. We know two outlaws like us should stay away from Kennedy McKinnon. We know those sweet curves and soft, pouty lips are off limits. But when one night of mayhem brings us crashing into her, there’s not a power on earth that could keep us from her and from claiming what’s ours.
The ghosts of our past aren’t through with us though. There’s a sociopath of a mob prick looking to take us down and hurt everything we love.
But that is not going to happen. Because what’s our is ours. Ours to protect, ours to share. And we’ll fight like hell to keep her safe.
Kennedy’s worried about coming between us. She has no idea that’s our goal. She’s worried about having to choose one of us.
…She’s not going to have to.
His Runaway Mountain Bride (#10): Thick badge, big gun, fond of handcuffs.
One sassy little thief is about to get all tangled up with the growliest, most alpha law-man on Blackthorn Mountain.
And it’s not just the arm of the law that’s long and hard…
First she was my bride, now she’s my fugitive. I was a rough, stone-cold cop when she said “I do”—driven hard to hunt, to seek, to lock down. And Lucy was the tempting little firecracker in my black and white, right or wrong world. Except there was more to Lucy than met the eye, and pretty soon, her sins and the law tore us apart. And for two years, I’ve been looking for my runaway bride.
But now, I’ve found her, hiding out on Blackthorn Mountain. Gorgeous, sassy, headstrong and temping as fuck. I’m supposed to drag her bratty little ass to jail. But when I get my first look, feel, and taste of her in two damn years, no duty or law in this word is going to keep me from taking back what’s mine. She owes money to some very, very not nice people, and they’re out for blood. But there’s more trouble than that brewing on Blackthorn Mountain. Every demon, every buried secret, every loose thread—every one of the outlaws up on the mountain’s past is coming for them, and the battle for Blackthorn is about to hit hard.
If these bastards want Lucy? Well, they’re going to have to come through me first. And if they want Blackthorn Mountain?
Well, they’re about to learn that outlaw mountain hits back even harder.
Lucy ran from me once. It’s not going to happen again.