Tuesday, May 19, 2015

~~Author Spotlight: Susan Stoker~~

Our Author Spotlight today is Susan Stoker. We are super delighted to have her here with us. So get ready for some fun. 

Susan Stoker Biography
Susan Stoker has a heart as big as the state of Texas where she lives, but this all American girl has also spent the last fourteen years living in Missouri, California, Colorado, and Indiana. She’s married to a retired Army man who now gets to follow her around the country.
As Mr. Stoker says, Susan has been training to become a romance author her entire life. She’s been reading romances since middle school and writes what she loves.
She debuted her first series in 2014 and quickly followed that up with the SEAL of Protection Series, which solidified her love of writing and creating stories readers can get lost in.

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Protecting Caroline Blurb
Matthew “Wolf” Steel hated flying commercial. Luckily his job as a Navy SEAL meant he didn’t have to do it very often. He’d been unlucky enough to be assigned a middle seat on the cramped jet, but fortunately for him, the woman next to him was willing to switch seats with him. Hoping for a relaxing flight, Wolf was pleasantly surprised at the good conversation and sense of humor the woman had as they flew 36,000 feet over the countryside.
When Caroline boarded the plane to Virginia to move across the country for her new job she never expected to be seated next to the hottest guy she’d ever seen. She also never expected he’d be so easy to talk to. She knew he’d never be interested in talking to her if he hadn’t been trapped in the seat next to her, but it was a nice way to spend a long plane ride.
Neither Wolf nor Caroline were prepared for a terrorist hijacking of their plane. Luckily for them, and for every passenger aboard, Wolf and his two teammates were prepared to take action. No one could know that everyone’s actions from that day would lead to long-term consequences. If Caroline thought that would be the last time she’d see, or need, Wolf, she’d be sorely mistaken. It will take Wolf’s entire SEAL team to get to the bottom of the terrorist attack, and save the life of the woman Wolf knew he’d never be able to live without.
**Protecting Caroline is the 1st book in the SEAL of Protection Series. It can be read as a stand-alone, but it's recommended you read the books in order to get maximum enjoyment out of the series.

Protecting Caroline, SEAL of Protection, Book 1

Protecting Alabama Blurb

Alabama didn’t have a good start to life. Emotionally and physically abused by her mama, Alabama spent her high school years in foster care. People let her down, time after time, and she’d learned to rely on only herself.

Christopher “Abe” Powers earned his nickname because he tolerated nothing less than absolute honesty from the people around him. Finding the bar scene stale and having watched his friend and teammate, Wolf, find the woman of his dreams, Abe was determined to find someone to share his life with too.

Alabama and Abe had no idea their paths would cross and their prayers would be answered, but like most things in life, nothing is ever as easy as it seems at first. Two words would change both their lives and they’d have to fight hard for their happy ever after.
**Protecting Alabama is the 2nd book in the SEAL of Protection Series. It can be read as a stand-alone, but it's recommended you read the books in order to get maximum enjoyment out of the series.

Protecting Alabama, SEAL of Protection, Book 2

Protecting Caroline Excerpt

Finally the phone in Wolf’s hand vibrated. They’d sailed close enough to the United States to be able to receive a signal. Thank God he had a message! He eagerly drew the phone up to his ear, hoping to hear Caroline’s voice saying she wanted to see him again.
“Hi Matthew, it’s me, Caroline…um…Ice…” At first Wolf was thrilled to hear her voice, but confused about why she was whispering. Then his blood ran cold. What the hell? Oh shit. His Caroline was in trouble. Listening to her soft voice quavering in fear was heart wrenching. She’d been in trouble and called to reassure him. Jesus. She knew he couldn’t help her, but she’d called anyway. Wolf couldn’t even think. Him, the Navy SEAL, had no idea what to do.
He spun, took the stairs two at a time, and burst into the day room. All five members of his team looked up sharply, instantly alarmed. They’d never seen Wolf so frazzled and it put them on high alert.
“Caroline,” was all he could get out. He was breathing hard and was definitely panicked. Mozart and Abe came over to him and Wolf just held out the phone. Abe grabbed it and played the message on the speaker for them all to hear.
No one said a word until Mozart uttered, “Fuck.” It looked like she’d called about twenty four hours ago. Twenty four freaking hours ago. There were no other messages from her. No one wanted to say it, but they all knew that wasn’t a good sign.
They couldn’t get off the ship for at least another four hours. They had to dock and get clearance. Benny, Cookie, and Dude hadn’t met Caroline, but with everything they’d heard enough about her from the others, they were just as concerned about her as Mozart, Abe, and Wolf were. Well, maybe not as concerned as Wolf.
Wolf immediately dialed the number Caroline had called from. He listened to it ring and ring and ring. When her message came on, he didn’t bother to listen to it. As much as he wanted to hear her voice again, he wanted to hear her in person, not a recording. He hung up and called back. He had no idea how many times he would’ve kept calling her back, probably until one of his team members confiscated his phone, but luckily the third time he’d hit her number she finally answered.
“Hello?” She answered tentatively.
“Caroline?” Wolf said urgently, hoping like hell it was her. How she’d become so important to him in such a short time, he had no idea. But there it was. It was the moment he’d heard her whispered voice and realized he wasn’t there and couldn’t help her that he knew she was his. Period. His.
“Yes, this is she,” Caroline said shakily. She hadn’t recovered from the break in at her apartment and didn’t recognize the voice on the other end of the line.
“It’s me, Wolf…er…Matthew. Are you okay? Jesus, Caroline. Talk to me.”
“Matthew!” Caroline breathed a sigh of relief. Oh my God, she was so relieved to hear his voice she had to sit down. She collapsed on a chair that luckily was nearby, then remembered the message she’d left for him. “Are you back? Are you calling to see when we can get together?” Caroline tried to play dumb and pretend Matthew was calling about a date. Maybe he hadn’t checked his voice mail yet. She wasn’t thinking straight because he wouldn’t know her number if he hadn’t checked his messages. She also knew by the tone of his voice when he’d asked if she was all right, he’d heard the panicked message she’d left.
“What the hell, Caroline?” He practically roared at her. “Are you all right woman? What the hell is going on?”
Caroline winced. Shit. Maybe she shouldn’t have called him from her apartment after all. He sounded pissed, not excited to hear from her. She leaned over in the chair clutching her stomach. Her lower lip trembled and she closed her eyes.

Protecting Fiona Blurb
Cookie "Hunter" Knox was good at his job, infiltrating behind enemy lines was one of his specialties. His SEAL team relied on him to do his job, just as he relied on them to do theirs. Ever since two of his teammates found a woman that completed them, their dangerous Ops seemed a bit more intense. Cookie knew if he had a woman who belonged to him, he'd never let her go. Little did he know the SEAL team's latest mission to Mexico would change his life forever.

Fiona Storme resigned herself to the fact that it was highly unlikely she would make it out of the jungle alive. Kidnapped by human traffickers, abused, and without family or friends looking for her, Fiona knew wishing for rescue was as realistic as having a big, juicy hamburger fall from the sky. Unbeknownst to Fiona, the SEAL team, including Cookie, were on the way, but their assignment didn't consist of rescuing her.

**Protecting Fiona is the 3rd book in the SEAL of Protection Series. It can be read as a stand-alone, but it's recommended you read the books in order to get maximum enjoyment out of the series.

Protecting, Fiona, SEAL of Protection, Book 3

Protecting Alabama Excerpt
“I want to kiss you sweet. Will you let me?”
            Alabama simply nodded.
            The hand at her cheek shifted to the back of her neck. He’d cupped her in a firm but strangely gentle grip and shifted closer to her. He’d rested his forehead against hers and just held her there for a moment.
            “I’ve been wanting to do this since you opened your door to me last week. You have no idea…”
            Then he brought his other hand up to her face and cupped it. She was sandwiched between the hand at the back of her neck and the one on her face. She didn’t feel trapped, she felt protected. Christopher tilted her head just so and swooped in for his kiss. For some reason Alabama had thought he’d take it slow. Everything he’d done so far had been easy and gentle, but this kiss wasn’t either of those.
            It was a confident kiss, a kiss that demanded she open and let him in. And she did. Alabama didn’t hold back. Their lips met and immediately parted. She felt his tongue do an initial sweep of her mouth then retreat to tease and caress her lips before plunging back in. Alabama tried to keep up, swirling her tongue around his and at one point taking his tongue and sucking on it. She thought she’d feel awkward and uneasy, but she’d been so aroused she didn’t have time to be embarrassed or uneasy.
            At that point Christopher took the hand that had been on her cheek and put it on her back and laid her down against the cushions of the couch. He kept his hand at her neck supporting her head as he eased her down. Alabama didn’t even notice…until she felt his hardness against her. He never stopped his sensual exploration of her mouth, but she could feel his strength over her. He wasn’t crushing her, in fact his body felt good pressing against hers. She could feel his length against her leg; he was hard, all over.
            Alabama breathed in through her nose and pressed her head back, breaking contact with his lips. Without missing a beat Christopher had leaned down and put his mouth against her neck, nipping and sucking lightly. Her breath came out in pants and she tried to get her brain to start working again.
            “Now that was a kiss,” she’d said breathlessly. She heard him chuckle against her throat before he moved up and nipped her earlobe.
            “You make me lose my mind, sweet.”
            One part of Alabama wanted to do nothing more than stand up and lead him to her small bed in the corner, but the other part of her was terrified. She’d trusted before and been let down. She didn’t think he’d break her trust, but she wasn’t certain yet.
            She’d brought her hands down from his back where she’d been clutching at him and put them on his chest. He’d immediately reared up so he could see her face. Of course that pushed his erection harder into her thigh, making her blush. He’d laughed and kissed her lightly on the nose. He sat them both up and brought her into his side.
            “Thank you Alabama, that was the best kiss I’ve ever had.”

Protecting Fiona Excerpt
“I don’t think I’ve introduced myself to you yet. I’m Cookie.” He didn’t bother reaching out his hand for her to shake. They’d gone beyond the social niceties.
“Cookie?” Fiona stared at the handsome man sitting next to her trying to make small talk. She felt like crying. He was trying to make her feel normal, and she appreciated it more than she could say.
“Yeah, everyone on my team has a nickname. There’s Dude, Mozart, Wolf, Abe, Benny, and me…Cookie.”
“Are you going to tell me why you’re called Cookie?”
“Are you gonna laugh if I do?”
Fiona loved the easy-going banter. Hell, just hearing someone talk to her in English felt awesome. “Probably. Especially since you seem to be reluctant to tell me.”
Cookie chuckled. He knew it was inappropriate, but he was enjoying the hell out of this conversation, especially after the tension and complaining from Julie all day. He’d obviously taken too long to respond because Fiona continued talking.
“Are you going to make me guess?”
“You’d never guess, Fee.”
Fiona jerked her head off her knees to look at him. What had he called her?
“What? You think you can guess?” Cookie had noticed her reaction, and correctly guessed it was in a result of him calling her “Fee.” He didn’t know where it came from, but it sounded right in his head. She looked like a “Fee.”
“Uh, okay, your mom sent you cookies every week while you were in basic training?”
“I went to boot camp, not basic. And good guess, but no. Strike one.” Cookie watched as Fiona’s eyes narrowed. She obviously had a competitive spirit. He’d have to remember that and use it to keep her going later if he had to.
“When you were little, you ate too many cookies one Christmas and puked your guts out?”
A low surprised laugh escaped from between Cookie’s lips before he could keep it back. “Wow, I think I’m hurt. Nope, that’s not it either. One more guess left.”
Fiona’s whole body hurt, she was exhausted and thirstier than she could ever remember being, but for some reason she was having fun. This man had surprised her. She thought he’d be all business and gruff, but she liked this side of him. Let’s see…why would someone have the nickname Cookie? Fiona decided to really mess with him. What the hell, she had nothing to lose.
“You were a virgin when you joined the Navy and after boot camp your buddies took you out on the town and paid an eighty year old whore named Cookie to deflower you.”
Cookie started laughing, quietly, and couldn’t stop. It was several moments before he could speak.
“Jesus, Fee, I’ll have to remember not to piss you off in the future. First, I was deflowered when I was fourteen by my seventeen-year-old date to the Homecoming Dance. So, your last guess is also wrong. Although you’re much more creative than what the reason for my nickname really is. I was the last member to join the team. Typically newbies are called nuggets, FNGs, or cookies. Cookie stuck.”
They sat there for a moment just looking at each other.
Not knowing what a “FNG” was, Fiona decided to let it go. It didn’t really matter anyway. “Do you have a real name?” Fiona didn’t know why she wanted to know, but she did.
“Hunter. Hunter Knox.”
“Are you serious?”
“Dead. Why?”
Fiona couldn’t believe that was really his name. “Because it’s the kind of name a stripper or superhero would have.” She immediately blushed. Oh crap. Had she really just said that out loud? Jesus, she was such a dork.

Marrying Caroling Blurb
Caroline and Wolf had a wild start to their relationship…plane hijacking, kidnapping, attempted drowning, and a terrorist plot foiled. Now things have calmed down and a wedding is in the works for the couple. By enlisting the help of Wolf’s teammate, Cookie, Caroline is immersed in plans for her dream wedding.

Of course, with their luck, things can never go off without a hitch.

Join Alabama and Abe, Cookie and Fiona, as well as the rest of the SEAL team, as Caroline and Wolf start the rest of their life together.

**Marrying Caroline is book 3.5 in the SEAL of Protection Series. It can be read as a stand-alone, but it’s recommended you read the books in order.**

Marrying Caroline, SEAL of Protection, Book 3.5 (Novella)

Marrying Caroline Excerpt
“Matthew, it’s ridiculous to spend this much money on a wedding. Seriously, let’s just do it at Aces and be done with it.”
“Ice, I want to give you the biggest wedding I can. I want everyone in the county to know you’re mine, and I want to have the biggest party I can arrange after it’s done.”
“But Matthew, seriously, that’s crazy. I think everyone knows I’m ‘yours’ by the way you act. You grab me around the neck and kiss the hell out of me whenever anyone even glances my way. It was really embarrassing at the grocery store when the fifteen year old stock boy happened to catch my eye and you bent me over your arm! For God’s sake, Matthew, you’re acting crazy!”
Wolf took a deep breath. “I know I am, Ice, but I want to give this to you.”
“But what if I don’t want it?” Caroline watched as a muscle ticked in Matthew’s jaw. Suddenly she got it. “You need this, don’t you?”
“If you don’t want it, it’s okay. We’ll go down to the justice of the peace, or we’ll go to Vegas like Cookie and Fiona did.”
Caroline repeated her question, but didn’t phrase it as a question this time. “You need this.” Watching Matthew struggle with his thoughts made the decision for her. Matthew would do anything for her. All she had to say was “that’s pretty” or “that’s cool” and the next thing she knew, Matthew had bought it for her. Caroline had learned to be very careful what she said around him. She knew he’d give up the idea of a big wedding if she pushed. But it was apparent Matthew needed it. He wanted it. Caroline couldn’t deny him.
“Okay. We’ll do the big wedding thing.” Caroline knew she’d made the right decision by the look of relief that crossed Matthew’s face.
“Seriously, we can just…” He still tried to deny it.
“No. We’ll do the big wedding, Matthew. But I need some help. I have no idea what I’m doing. I don’t think Fiona or Alabama do either. Hell, Fiona went to Vegas and got married in a pair of jeans,” Caroline’s voice cracked, but she continued, “I always dreamed of planning my wedding with my mom, even though a part of me knew it would be a long shot. Since they were older, I knew there’d be a chance they wouldn’t live long enough to see me get married, but I still hoped.”
“Cookie can help you.” Wolf put his hand on Caroline’s cheek and brushed his thumb over her face tenderly.
Caroline looked at Matthew as if he’d lost his mind. “What the hell does Hunter know about weddings?”
Wolf took his hand off her cheek and ran it over his head. He was embarrassed, but needed to reassure Caroline. “Cookie held your life in his hands.”
“What does that have to do with weddings?” Caroline’s voice softened, knowing her kidnapping and rescue was still a very tough topic with Matthew.
“He held your life in his hands. I’d do anything for Cookie. After he met Fiona, we talked a lot about our weddings. How big they’d be. How they’d be a huge party, how beautiful you and Fiona would look in your wedding dresses as you walked down the aisle toward us…”
Caroline couldn’t stand it anymore, she got out of the chair she’d been sitting in and came around to Matthew. She took his hand. “Come on, let’s go sit on the couch.”
They walked to the couch and Caroline pushed Matthew down and then climbed into his lap. “This is better. I love to feel your heat against me. The feel of your heartbeat against my cheek is comforting. Now, continue.”
Wolf smiled. His Caroline was amazing. She knew this was hard for him, and did everything she could to make him feel more comfortable. “I was all ready to help him and Fiona plan their wedding, but Fiona told him that she couldn’t handle a big wedding. That with everything that had happened to her, she simply felt uncomfortable in big crowds and would prefer a low-key wedding. Cookie agreed immediately. I owe him.” Wolf’s words faded out, and they both knew he was reliving the awful moments where he didn’t know if Caroline was alive or not.
“I owe him, and this would be a way for him to experience a big wedding. I know he’s a guy, and he’s not your mom, and I sure as hell know it’s not normal or traditional, but he’ll do right by you, Ice. He loves you like a sister. Will you let him help you?”
“Of course.” Caroline didn’t make Matthew wait for her reassurance, but she continued, “I love that you want to look after your friend and I love Cookie as if he was my blood-brother, but seriously, Matthew, I’m not all into the wedding thing. If he plans something and it turns into a three ring circus, you can’t blame me.”
Wolf shifted until he could lay Caroline back on the couch and he was over her. He framed her face with his hands and leaned in close. “Ice, I couldn’t care less if Cookie brought in lion tamers and tight rope walkers. As long as at the end of it you’re mine, legally, I’ll be the happiest man on earth.”

Protecting Summer Blurb
At age fifteen, Sam “Mozart” Reed’s life changed the day his little sister was found abused and murdered. Since her death, he's spent his life hunting for the serial killer who took his sister from him and ruined his family. Using his connections, and SEAL training, Mozart believes he’s finally tracked the killer to the town of Big Bear, California.

Summer Pack is working in a crappy motel up at Big Bear Lake until she can find something better, more meaningful, more real. While living in an unhealthy situation, she meets a man who is everything she’s ever dreamed about and who helps her see that there are some people in the world who will actually do what they say they will and keep their word.

But somewhere in Big Bear is a killer waiting to strike again. Waiting and watching for the perfect victim.

**Protecting Summer is the 4th book in the SEAL of Protection Series. It can be read as a stand-alone, but it’s recommended you read the books in order to get maximum enjoyment out of the series.

Protecting Summer, SEAL of Protection, Book 4

Protecting Summer Excerpt
Mozart brought Summer’s head down close to his face using his grip on the back of her neck. She braced herself on his chest. “I want you, Summer. I want all of you. I want you in my bed. I want you in my house. I want you to get to know my friends until they’re your friends too. I want to wake up to you hogging the covers every morning. No matter what it takes to get there, I’m willing to do it. If I thought you’d do it, I’d haul your ass down to Riverton before you knew what was going on. But I think I know you enough to know you don’t want that. But what I’m not willing to do is rush this, to make you think I’m here for a quick fuck and that’s it. I’m not willing to leave you up here in some damn run-down fire-trap of a shack, knowing you’re shivering and hungry every night. I need you to let me help you. Please God let me do this so I can sleep at night knowing you’re all right up here.”

Protecting Cheyenne Blurb
Living in Southern California, Cheyenne was used to seeing hot military men as she went about her daily business. An anonymous encounter at the grocery store cemented her crush on one such man. He was big, built, and incredibly easy on the eyes, but it wasn't as if he would ever really notice her. 

Always in control of any situation, Faulkner “Dude” Cooper knows explosives. As a bomb expert, he's lived through many high pressure situations. Disfigured by a bomb while on a mission, he's used to being looked at with pity. When he's called to a local supermarket to assist the local PD, the last thing he expects to find is a generous act of kindness performed by a beautiful, amazing woman. Enchanted by her selflessness in the face of danger and intrigued by her actions to save civilians she didn't know, Dude’s hooked. 

Dude was able to save Cheyenne from the group of thugs trying to take her life, but when the past comes back to haunt them both, sometimes having the knowledge and the desire isn't enough to beat the countdown of the clock. 
**Protecting Cheyenne is the54th book in the SEAL of Protection Series. It can be read as a stand-alone, but it’s recommended you read the books in order to get maximum enjoyment out of the series.

Protecting Cheyenne, SEAL of Protection, Book 5

Outback Hearts Blurb
                Sam always thought it would be neat to be on a Reality Show and when her friends encouraged her to apply for one she never thought she’d be chosen. Three months later she was on her way to the Australian Outback to compete against 15 other women for the bachelor. She never dreamed she’d have the chance to win the attention of a hot guy while vacationing in Australia. Of course things aren’t always as glamorous as they seem on TV. First off, Sam doesn’t look like the other contestants, they are beautiful, she is average. They are skinny, she is normal. They are glamorous, she’s just…well, just Sam. She doesn’t believe that she has chance against all the perfection that she’s standing in the middle of. There’s no way any man- when presented with complete normalness of Sam against the others--ever choose her.
Alex never thought posing for one picture while out with friends one night would end with him being in Australia dating sixteen women at one time. Of course the concept of dating that many women is better in the abstract than reality. Alex always wanted to be seen as normal, wanted to be liked for himself. Women always saw his looks and his money, but never the real him. He becomes convinced that secretly being able to see how the women act when they aren’t around him would make the decision easier.  Was there any chance he’d be able to find what he was looking for over the ocean in Australia?
Sam and Alex struggle to find true love while beating back the odds, producers, contestants, and deadly animals to find each other and their destinies.  

Outback Hearts, Beyond Reality, Book 1

Flaming Hearts Blurb
Becky and her mom used to watch reality shows together all the time. Her mom passed away before she could see Becky on her very own show…except it’s not her own show. She has to share the limelight with another woman. They’re both competing for the love and attention of the same men. It was like no show Becky had ever seen… and she was miserable. The best thing about the show was trying to irritate the other woman by choosing activities Becky knew she’d hate.  Becky had no idea she’d meet a wonderful, protective man while on the show, unfortunately he wasn’t a contestant.
Dean always knew he’d find the one woman meant for him, but he had no idea he’d find her competing on a reality show. He’d have to find a way to make sure she didn’t choose any of the prospects on the show, but would decide to be with him instead. Luckily his brother was a cameraman; it was just the key to get to spend time with Becky, as long as the Director didn’t catch on to their plans.
Becky can’t believe Dean would be interested in her; after all, she isn’t anything special. For some reason he keeps coming back to see her and wants to talk to her every night on the phone. Their relationship becomes more solid just as Becky’s time on the show becomes more tense. She’s ready to call it quits, but she has a contract.
Dean and Becky are counting the days until the reality show is over and they can spend time together openly when Dean gets called away on a job. When an incident on the show threatens her safety and Dean isn’t around for her to turn to, Becky isn’t sure their relationship can survive. Becky has to figure out a way to trust Dean to help her, and Dean will do whatever it takes for Becky to realize she’s his…forever.

Flaming Hearts, Beyond Reality, Book 2

Frozen Hearts Blurb
Working as a camera operator for a hard-nosed producer wasn’t all fun and games. Kina was seriously thinking about making this reality show her last. She was known as being as cold-as-ice when it came to men, which was appropriate since they were filming in Alaska. Before she could figure out what she wanted to do with her life she had to make it through the show. The contestants aren’t exactly lumberjack material and the challenges range from ridiculous to downright dangerous.
The Alaskan reality show is Jonathan’s last gig before he goes to work in security with his brother. The shoot would be completely miserable except the one woman in the world who was meant to be his is also a camera operator on the show. He doesn’t know how he’ll manage it, but he has to win her heart and convince her to move to Arizona to be with him.
Following in the footsteps of the contestants isn’t a walk in the park for the camera operators. Fighting boredom and drama within the crew, hiking across glaciers, and camping in the Alaskan wilderness isn’t as safe as it seems on television. An injury on the set will either bring Jonathan and Kina together, or tear them apart for good.
Frozen Hearts, Beyond Reality, Book 3

Stepbrother Virgin Blurb (by Annie George—pen name)
This book is a standalone erotic story. It is not suitable for anyone under the age of 18, due to explicit scenes, language, and situations. 

Susie had taken care of her billionaire mother as long as she could remember. She’d run the household and kept the hired help from quitting in frustration. But learning her mother had gotten married…again…and her new stepdad and stepbrother would be moving in might just push her over the edge. 

Buck had taken care of his destitute dad as long as he could remember. If Buck didn’t bring home his salary from working at the golf course, they wouldn’t have a place to live or enough to eat. He hasn’t even found the time, or inclination, to lose that pesky virginity he’s been holding on to. Now Buck has just been informed that not only has his dad gotten married, but they have to move into the mansion his stepmother owns by the end of the month…not to mention he has a new stepsister as well. 

Neither Susie nor Buck expected to immediately be attracted to each other, but at least Buck’s virginity is no longer an issue. While sleeping with your stepsibling every night seems like a taboo thing to do, it might not be an issue too much longer when their parents’ relationship starts to crumble. 

Stepbrother Virgin

Name: Susan Stoker

Where you are from: Nowhere and everywhere. Grew up in Virgina, went to High School in Ohio. Went to college in Indiana. Got my first job in Texas, then met and married a military man. We lived in Missouri, California, Colorado and Indiana. Now I’m back in Texas.

Writing Genre: Romance, Romantic Suspense, Contemporary Romance

Tell us about yourself: I’m normal. I like to sit around in my “fat pants” and I’m kinda lazy. If I had the choice between going to the store to get something to eat, or eating a bread, butter and Dorito sandwich, I’d choose the latter. lol

Your latest work in progress: I am currently writing book 5 in my new series about law enforcement in Texas. It’s called Justice for Milena and has to do with mental illness, a Texas Highway Patrolman, and a greedy conniving step-father (oh and lots of hunky alpha men too)

When did you begin writing and why? I’ve always been a “writer.” I would write stories when I was bored, stories I liked to read. I have a whole folder of these “stories.” It wasn’t until 2014 when I decided to polish up and see if I could get one published.

What inspires you to write? My imagination. I think of things I’d like to see in a romance and go with it.

Are any of your books based on something personal that has happened in your life? Not directly, but there’s lots of little things in the books that relate back to myself. These are things that most people would never know about…favorite movies, names of characters, things like that.

Who are some of your favorite authors? Oh, I have a ton. I read what strikes my fancy and don’t worry too much about if they are “award winning” or not. Kristen Ashley, Cherise Sinclair, Sharon Sala, Lolita Lope, Laurann Dohner, Lainey Reese, Hannah Howell, Rhyannon Byrd, and a ton more. I might like one book by an author, but not any others…but that’s okay! J

Favorite book? That’s so hard!!!! I guess for today I’ll say Knight, by Kristen Ashley

Would you change anything that has happened to you? I’d like to be able to take the high road and say no, but there’s actually lots of things if I could go back, I’d do differently (hind sight being 20/20 and all)

Can you share some of your WIP? Here’s the prologue to Justice for Milena. 

“Shit, shit, shit, shit. I am the unluckiest woman on the planet.” Milena Reinhardt grumbled as she looked in her rear view mirror at the flashing red and blue lights. She didn’t need this. She’d been very careful about not speeding or not breaking any laws. For a split second she considered flooring it and trying to outrun the police, but dismissed that thought immediately. There was no way her twenty year old Corolla could ever outrun any kind of police vehicle.
Her heart raced and Milena could feel her clammy 

palms slip on the steering wheel. She was tired. 

Tired of running, tired of being scared. Gary was 

winning this war and Milena didn’t know what 

the hell she was supposed to do and where she was supposed to go anymore.
She pulled over to the side of the road. She’d 

made it from South Dakota to Texas. She had no 

real destination in mind, just to get the hell out of 

her hometown and away from Gary.

Milena watched as the Highway Patrolman got out of his car and sauntered carefully up to her window. He held one hand on his waist near his weapon.
“Good evening, ma’am. I’ve pulled you over 

today because you have only one functional taillight. It’s Texas law that you have operating lights at all times. Do you have your license, registration, and proof of insurance?”
The officer was good looking in a rugged kind of 
way. He was probably around six feet tall, much taller than her five five. Milena had no idea how old he was, but his hair was light brown under his regulation cowboy hat. It was too dark to tell what color eyes he had. His arms bulged under his shirt and her eyes were drawn there involuntarily.


Milena shook her head. She had an unfortunate 

tendency to get lost in her thoughts. “Sorry. Yeah, hold on.” She leaned across the car seat and grabbed her purse. She took out her South Dakota license and opened the glove compartment and pulled out her required papers. She’d handed them over before she thought about what she was doing. 
It wasn’t until the patrolman was walking back to 
his car with her papers that she realized what she’d done. Fuck. Milena put her head on the steering wheel. She was so screwed.

TJ, “Thomas James” Rockwell got back in his 
patrol car and touched the mouse on the state-issued laptop mounted on the dash of the vehicle. He looked down at the license in his hand. Milena Reinhardt. South Dakota. Five foot five, a hundred and fifty pounds. Blonde hair, blue eyes. Hummmm. He didn’t think she looked like she weighed that much, and her hair definitely wasn’t blonde. More like dark brown.

TJ keyed in the information and as the computer 
did its thing, he looked up at the car in front of him. An older brown Toyota Corolla. Nothing flashy, nothing out of the ordinary. She did have a taillight missing, but it wasn’t a big deal. He routinely pulled people over for small things like that, just to check for things like arrest warrants and possible drugs.
The woman in the car had put her head on the 

steering wheel and hadn’t moved much since he’d left her window.

The laptop dinged and TJ looked down at the 
screen. He looked up at the car in front of him again, surprised at the information he’d read on the computer. He keyed his mic and called for backup. Looked like this wasn’t a normal easy traffic stop after all. He wouldn’t have pegged the woman going by the name of Milena as an escaped mental patient, or the car as having been reported stolen. But after seven years on the force, nothing surprised him anymore.

What’s the hardest part of writing? The marketing. J The writing is the “easy” part. It’s the finding new readers and building relationships with the people who have read my books that’s hard.

Do you have any advice for other authors? Writing is a marathon not a sprint. I’m guilty of wanting fame and fortune now now now just like lots of other people. But it’s about writing a book. Then another. Then another. J

Do you have any other hobbies? My husband and I like to go geocaching.

Favorite TV show and song? Anything on the ID Channel (plus any of those forensic shows: CSI, Criminal Minds, loved Numbers when it was on) and I love the BareNaked Ladies (even though Ed left the band).

Fast Fire Round Pick One:

Dildo or vibrator? Vibrator

Inside or Outside? Outside

Hard or Rough? Hard

Beard or No Beard? No Beard

Long Hair or Short? Short

Sour or Sweet? Sweet

Top or Bottom? Bottom

Missionary or Doggiestyle? Missionary

Tall or Short? Tall

Ice Cream or Candy? Candy

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