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Dead Sexy Dragon: Sneak Peek #3

5 Aug



Dead Sexy Dragon, the first in my new scorching hot paranormal romance series, is out tomorrow! Can you tell how excited I am?!

You can pre-order Dead Sexy Dragon at Amazon, Barnes and Noble and Kobo. Did I mention you can get your dragon shifter fix for $1.99?!

I’ve offered two sneak peeks at Stig and Cora’s story (Peek #1 and Peek #2.) This week’s sneak peek is sexy and steamy and probably NSFW–unless you’re like me and work from home in yoga pants and tank tops.




Stig Wyvern is ready for his transformation. A dragon shifter who goes through violent phases during his mating period, Stig plans to lock himself in a small cave beneath his isolated home. But his dark secret is threatened when a desperate young woman appears on his doorstep.

Cora Cardenas has nowhere else to go. She’s in deep trouble with some really nasty people and Stig is the only person she can trust. That he’s strong, gorgeous, and makes her tingle with the simplest of smiles is an added bonus. Soon, Cora realizes Stig is hiding something from her—something that may explain the strange noises coming from the basement at night.

Now as the sexual tension—and danger—escalates, Stig needs to get Cora out of his house. But his inner beast has other ideas. He’s found his mate—and she’s not going anywhere . . .


Sneak Peek #3


The scent of freshly baked bread greeted him, reminding Stig he hadn’t eaten since that amazing breakfast Cora had prepared for him. He’d been so preoccupied with his thoughts that lunch had skipped his mind. Helping Cora out of the shitstorm she’d created and figuring out how to live through the next week with her in the house had proven more important.

“Cora?” Stig expected to find her in the kitchen but she was nowhere to be seen. He’d come through the living room and had seen her laptop and cell phone but not her. Maybe she was upstairs.

Stig washed his hands and cut a slice off one of the loaves of honey wheat bread resting on the counter. On the way to the fridge for butter, he peeked into the oven and discovered a bubbling pan of lasagna. She’d raided his garden for fresh veggies to make the salad sitting on the top shelf in the fridge. Dinner was going to be quite the feast.

After gulping down the butter-slathered bread, Stig started upstairs. He needed a shower, a change of clothes, and a plausible lie to explain why he’d be unavailable to entertain her this evening. That was bound to be difficult. Cora was the curious type. She’d start asking questions, and what the hell was he going to tell her?

Stig darted into his room and grabbed clean clothes. Having one bathroom and a guest in the house proved more inconvenient than he’d imagined when building his home. He should have sacrificed the extra space in the bedrooms for that second small bathroom.

Without thinking, Stig barged into the bathroom. The steamy interior and Cora’s gasp of surprise registered at the same time. She stood mere inches from him, naked as the day she’d been born. Water droplets followed the sloping curves of her perky breasts and the smooth plane of her belly. She moved a delicate hand in front of her sex, shielding the smooth skin from his view. It didn’t matter. He’d seen it all last night.

“Stig?” Cora stared at him questioningly. Black hair hung in loose, damp curls around her beautiful face. On impulse, Stig reached out to touch her hair. He wound the locks around his forefinger and brought them close to his nose. The scent was bright and sweet and one he would forever associate with her.

There was no controlling his beast once her scent filtered through him. Fire poured through his veins and blazed straight to his lower belly. His groin tightened as his cock awakened and sprang to life. In that hazy, lust-filled moment, Stig thought only of tasting those full pink lips.

“Come here.” His voice was thick and rough. Cora obeyed without a moment’s hesitation. He hauled her tight against his chest and cupped her face. He wasted no time tilting back her head and claiming her mouth. Pliable and sweet, her lips parted and welcomed his searching tongue. His hand slid to the back of her neck as he devoured her soft mouth. She mewled like a kitten and grasped at him.

Stig’s hands roamed the silky skin of her back. He trailed a finger along her spine and clasped a plump cheek. His hand slid along her hip and dipped between their bodies. He palmed her bare mons and elicited a shudder. Cora pressed against him and kissed him hungrily.

It would be so easy to haul her off the ground and place her on the bathroom counter. All he had to do was unzip his jeans and sink into her wet sheath. He could have her, hard and fast, right there, right now.

With a painful groan, Stig tore free and pushed her gently to arm’s length. “We have to stop.”

Almost instantly Cora transformed from a woman confident in her sexuality to a woman embarrassed. She reached for the nearest towel and quickly covered herself. Stig’s gut clenched. That was the last thing he’d wanted.

“Cora…wait.” He reached for her as she tried to shove past him.

“Let go.” She shook free and glared up at him. “I’m not interested in whatever lame-ass excuse you’re about to lay on me.”

Taken aback by the fire in her eyes, he tried to reason with her. “It’s not like that, Cora. I just…hell…I don’t know what I’m saying.” He wiped his face and tried to find the words. “You make me feel, Cora, feel things I haven’t felt in a long time.”

Cora blinked, clearly stunned by his emotional statement. She frowned in confusion. “Then what the hell is the problem?”

“It’s complicated.” How could he explain he was afraid his dragon’s need to mate might be clouding his judgment? How could he tell her about the bloody feud ignited centuries ago because a dragon male had fallen in love with a human woman and gotten her killed?

“Because I’m Hector’s little sister?”

Although her guess wasn’t quite the problem, it gave him a good out. “Yes.”

Cora sighed with frustration. “Then you need to sort that out. I know boys have weird ideas about what’s okay and what’s not when it comes to sisters. The problem is you guys never stop to ask those sisters what the hell they want.”

She spun on her heel and left. He winced at the sharply slammed door. Well he’d completely fucked that up, hadn’t he?




New Release: Grabbed By Vicious #scifi #sexy #romance

29 Mar


Grabbed By Vicious released this morning! It’s already available at Ellora’s Cave and Amazon. It should roll out to B&N and other retailers by the end of the day. This is the first book in my new GRABBED series from Ellora’s Cave. Super hot alpha males. Wickedly smart, feisty heroines. Some light bondage and BDSM. And it’s all happening in space!

Hallie has never run so fast in her life. One of the frightening sky warriors from the warship Valiant is hot on her heels and intent on capturing her as his bride. He takes her down, places his collar around her neck. With one word, he claims her.


Born and bred for the military, Vicious has spent years rising through the ranks. Hallie is his reward, the beautiful sprite ensnaring him with a glance.

Despite her fear of Vicious, Hallie surrenders under his skillful hands and mouth. If she’ll submit, he promises pleasure and comfort. After a lifetime of hardship, his offer tempts her greatly.

One night with Hallie and Vicious feels his protective instincts flaring. He’ll do anything to make her happy and keep her safe, even if that means surrendering his heart. Though he intended to master her, Vicious realizes it may be his sweet Hallie who masters him.

You can read the first chapter of GRABBED BY VICIOUS here and here. I hope you enjoy this book as much as I enjoyed writing it!

IVAN (Her Russian Protector #1) by Roxie Rivera #sexy #NewAdult

16 Mar
IVAN (Her Russian Protector #1) By Roxie Rivera

IVAN (Her Russian Protector #1)
By Roxie Rivera


My alter ego, Roxie Rivera, writes super sexy romances and scorching hot erotica with a new adult flavor. Her latest release is IVAN, the first book in the Her Russian Protector series.



Desperate to find her sister, Erin goes to the only man in Houston who can help her:  Ivan Markovic. The intimidating, tattooed Russian operates one of the most elite mixed-martial arts training centers in the world but it’s his shadowy past and reputed connections with Houston’s underworld that interest her most.

To find her sister, she’ll need the help of her big, scary Russian protector—but asking for help from a man like Ivan carries a steep price, one that might just include her heart.



I rapped my knuckles against the paneled door and waited. Ivan said something in Russian I didn’t understand. His tone sounded inviting enough so I twisted the knob and pushed the door open. I found Ivan sitting behind a desk. The bright white glow of two computer monitors sitting on the far right side of his desk painted him with light. He seemed irritated with something. I just hoped it wasn’t me.

He didn’t look up until after I’d closed the door behind me. His eyes widened slightly when he caught sight of me leaning against the door. “Erin.”

“Hey.” I gestured to the door. “I can go if you’re busy.”

He shook his head. “No, I’m just working out some training issues at the gym. Losing three fighters opened up some spots. Now I have fighters asking to be shuffled around to different trainers and others trying to get into the gym.”

“I see.”

His interested gaze roamed me. The corners of his mouth lifted in a smile. “You look better in those clothes than I ever have.”

I laughed nervously and played with the front of the cotton shirt. “Thanks by the way.”

He waved his hand. “It’s no trouble.”

“You know it is,” I countered. “I’ve caused you a lot of trouble in the last, oh, eight hours or so.” I hesitated before asking, “Do you regret it?”

“Helping you?” He shook his head. “No.”

“Are you sure?”

Ivan studied me a moment. Finally, he flicked his thick fingers. “Come here, Erin.”

Mouth dry, I crossed the distance between us. Ivan pointed at the empty spot on his desk. I hopped up onto it and self-consciously tugged the hem of his borrowed shirt down against my thighs. He leaned back in his chair and asked, “What are you going to do after we find your sister?”

I considered his question. “Vivi just asked me the same thing.”

His brow furrowed. “Short girl? Black hair? Works at Samovar?”

I nodded. “She knows you.”

“She should,” he said with a laugh. “I always tip well.”

I smiled at him. “I’m sure she appreciates it.”

“She better,” he joked. “Every time I leave there, my wallet is noticeably lighter.”

I was surprised by the way smiling and laughter softened his harsh features. I rather liked this new glimpse into Ivan. Maybe he was all tough and scary on the outside but soft and sweet on the inside.

With a long, slow exhale, I said, “I don’t know what I’m going to do after we find Ruby. I’ll probably try to talk her into rehab again.”

“It won’t work.” Ivan spoke with such certainty. “She has to want to change. She has to want to kick the drugs. You can’t do it for her.”

I picked at the hem of the shirt. “I used to think that if I just loved her more and supported her and showed her that she had so many reasons to get clean she would. Now I’m not so sure.”

“Look, I’ve never been addicted to drugs or alcohol but I know how hard it is to make a change. I know how difficult it is to walk away from a certain kind of life and start a new, different one. It’s terrifying.”

I lifted my gaze to his. “You mean when you left the mob?”

Ivan’s unwavering gaze held mine. “Yes.”


“Why did I leave?” He sucked in a noisy breath. “I’d never enjoyed that life. Some men do. It was never one I wanted. It was a necessity.”

“Necessity? How?”

“Back in Russia, we grew up in an orphanage. You can’t even imagine how awful it was.”

I could actually. I’d seen news reports on the current state of some Russian orphanages. I could only imagine what they were like thirty years ago.

“You said we. Who is we?”

“Nikolai and Yuri and Dimitri,” he explained. “We were all there together as boys. We ran away as teenagers. Yuri and Dimitri found their way into the military. Nikolai and I found a different path. We learned how to survive. When things changed, when democracy and capitalism came, we realized we were in a unique position to make money.” Sighing slowly, he lifted his hands and tucked them behind his head. “But then I came here and found a way to get into some honest work.”


He shook his head. “I never fought in any kind of professional match.”

I frowned. “No?”

“I did my fighting in a different kind of cage.”

“Oh.” I glanced at his heavily scarred and tattooed hands. “Oh.”

He nodded. “Word of mouth sold me as a trainer. A few winning fighters later and I had my business.”

“But all this?” I gestured around his luxurious home. “It didn’t come from fighting then?”


“Well then how did you make your money?”

Ivan dared to stroke my knee. His rough, callused palm rasped my skin. “It’s better you don’t ask that question.”

His remark sent up a red flag but the sensation of his big, strong hand gliding over my leg left me unable to concentrate on it. All I could think about was the feeling of his warm skin on mine. I was so used to the soft hands of guys who worked in retail or office settings. There was something primal about Ivan’s touch.

“Do I frighten you, Erin?” His fingertips trailed along my outer thigh.

I shivered under his feather-light touch. “Not really.”


I shook my head. “I think beneath all this,” I gestured to his tattoos and scars, “you’re probably the sweetest man I’ve ever met.”

He snorted with amusement. “I wouldn’t go that far.”

“How far are you going to go?” It was a bold question to ask but I had to know.

“I don’t know,” he admitted quietly. His hand moved to my inner thigh but he didn’t go higher than the bottom of the boxers. I sensed he warred with himself to keep his hand there, just there, and not any closer to that most intimate part of me.

Remembering our conversation at the gym, I asked, “Is this what you want for payment? For helping me?”

His gaze snapped to mine. The pained look on his face left me breathless. “No. I would never disrespect you in that way.”

He started to pull his hand away but I squeezed my knees together and trapped it. My stomach wobbled with anticipation and excitement. “And what if I wanted you to?”

His lips twitched. “What if you wanted me to disrespect you?”

I thumped his forearm with my fingers. “You know what I mean. What if I wanted you?”

He grinned mischievously. “Wanted me to what?”

Now he was just playing with me. “Ivan…”


You can pick up a digital copy of IVAN (in your preferred format) at Amazon, B&N, Kobo, All Romance Ebooks and Smashwords. It should be available in the Apple and Sony stores very soon.

DIMITRI, the second book in this series, is scheduled for release the first week of April. I have a yummy little sneak peek of that book here. Remember to sign up for my newsletter or like me on Facebook for new book reminders!



Talking Alpha Males @SilkenSheets

21 Feb



Today at Silken Sheets and Seduction I’m talking alpha males! What do you love about them? What drives you crazy? What do you think of the “alphahole” phenomenon in NA romance? Inquiring minds want to know. 🙂




17 Oct



I’m at Silken Sheets and Seduction talking about beta males in romance. Or, rather, beta males in CSI: Miami. What can I say? Netflix has me hooked on that show. But, hey, it’s teaching me something about series arcs, emotional character development and the uber-sexy beta male.

So hop on over and let me know what you find sexy about beta males.



CAPTIVATED–New D/s Anthology Out Today!

26 Jul


Captivated:  Ten Tales of Willing and Thrilling Submission releases today from the Mischief imprint at Avon/HarperCollins UK. This is a super sexy book that includes my short story Best in Show, a deliciously kinky piece featuring puppy play.

A hot erotica collection about being in control, or needing to serve. Original stories from Justine Elyot, Lolita Lopez, Charlotte Stein, Aishling Morgan and Lisette Ashton.

Kinky role play is where deeply rooted fantasies come to life, exploring domination and submission. Punishment, discipline and shame all play their part while masters, mistresses and slaves find a thrilling satisfaction in their unique roles. These stories venture into the minds and hearts of sensual servitude.


Pick up a copy at Mischief, Amazon, Amazon UK or Barnes and Noble.

Holiday Menage Series: 3 New Books!

18 Jul

The first three books in the Holiday Menage series are out now! This series (well, technically, serial) follows one threesome from their first explosive night through their first year together. Every book centers on a holiday theme. So far, I’ve covered Valentine’s Day, Cinco De Mayo and the Fourth of July. I’ll be doing Halloween, Christmas and New Year’s Eve as well as a Thanksgiving freebie. These books are available individually and as a bundle/boxed set.

Best friends and longtime lovers, Frank and Tom have secretly lusted after Lexi. When it becomes clear Lexi is the woman they need to complete their trio, Frank takes charge and concocts a plan. Both men cross their fingers and hope she’ll agree to be their valentine.

Lexi can’t believe it when she finds the invite for a night of delicious decadence slipped inside her gym locker. She nearly faints when she realizes Frank and Tom, the two ridiculously sexy stars of her nightly fantasies, sent the card. Could it possibly be true? Could those two alpha males really want her?

She refuses to live the rest of her life wondering what-if and decides she’ll accept the illicit invite. But after a night of mind-blowing pleasure, Lexi realizes that reality isn’t as simple as fantasy.

Can this threesome really work outside the bedroom, or is Lexi simply setting herself up for heartbreak? It’s up to Tom and Frank to show her that love is worth the risk.

This book contains scorching hot and very explicit scenes of anal sex, double penetration, light bondage and spanking as well as male on male and ménage a trois trysts.

Amazon // Barnes and Noble // ARe // Smashwords // Kobo // Sony, Diesel, iTunes coming soon


After their wild Valentine’s Day, Lexi, Tom and Frank are making a go of their new relationship, but their busy careers seem to keep getting in the way. When Lexi proposes a lake house getaway to celebrate Cinco de Mayo, the guys jump on it. What could be better than lounging on a boat, sipping margaritas and working their way through the Kama Sutra?

Without warning, Lexi’s warring parents and their significant others descend upon the lake house. Tom and Frank are forced to stand on the sidelines as Lexi navigates the treacherous waters between her estranged parents. Even worse, Lexi fears her mother’s new boyfriend is up to no good. And what’s up with her father’s new fiancée trying to put her greedy paws on Tom?

Instead of margaritas and lovemaking, it’s absolute mayhem. When those old feelings of abandonment and hurt start to creep back in and make Lexi doubt herself, it’s up to Tom and Frank to show her that, come hell or high water, they’re always in her corner.

This book contains scorching hot and very explicit scenes of anal sex, spanking, double penetration and light kink as well as male on male and ménage a trois trysts.

*While each book in the Holiday Menage series is written as a stand-alone, readers will find the most enjoyment reading them in order.*

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After her wild Cinco de Mayo getaway with Tom and Frank, Lexi is looking forward to a peaceful summer, but when Tom announces he’s going to take the place of a wounded fighter in an upcoming tournament, Frank is furious. The two men had an agreement. Tom would fight one last time in the winter and then retire. Throwing himself into a no-holds barred cage fighting tournament is too risky.

Unfortunately, Lexi feels pressured to pick sides. While she understands Tom’s need to help out an old friend, she also shares Frank’s concern about the risk of such a tournament. Four fights over two nights? It’s just too much!

Feeling abandoned and cornered, Tom lashes out angrily. He stands his ground and refuses to bow out of the tournament. Frank issues his ultimatum. If Tom goes to Atlantic City and fights, he’s not welcome back.

Faced with losing the two men she loves, Lexi decides it’s her turn to fight for what’s important. Even if she has to drag him kicking and screaming, Frank is coming to Atlantic City. And if it takes a headlock, Tom is going to listen to her and learn to compromise. She’s finally found real love and she’s not giving it up without a fight.

This book contains scorching hot and very explicit scenes of anal sex, spanking, double penetration, sex toys and light kink as well as male on male and ménage a trois trysts.

*While each book in the Holiday Menage series is written as a stand-alone, readers will find the most enjoyment reading them in order.*
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