New Paranormal Romance Release Blog Tour/Giveaway/Review * Breaking Free * Author Brandy L Rivers

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TITLE – Breaking Free
SERIES – Others of Edenton
AUTHOR – Brandy L Rivers
GENRE – Adult Paranormal Romance
LENGTH (Pages/# Words) – 67k
PUBLISHER – Brandy L Rivers
COVER ARTIST – Brandy L Rivers


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They say that dreams can come true, but as a dreamwalker, Devlin had yet to experience anything but nightmares. Then again, the druid had been held by sadistic vampires and dark mages for twenty years, forced to do their bidding. Newly escaped, he stumbles upon a dreamrealm where he can’t resist a little werewolf.

Jamie just wants someone to call her own. She feels like she’s been waiting for an awfully long time, when a man who teases her memory begins to visit her while she’s dreaming. From the moment she feels his turmoil, she’s drawn in, wanting nothing more than to heal his broken soul.

Before Devlin can decide what to do, he has to make a trip to Edenton. His first goal is to make sure someone who can’t remember him is safe and happy. The little werewolf of his dreams happens to live there, and she’s even more irresistible in real life.

When you’ve been taught all your life to run, what will make you change? Can Jamie convince her mate to stay and fight? Will he risk everything to have what he needs? Or run to save them all?





Romantic couple in a hotel room



The moon shone bright over a crystal clear lake. Thousands of stars were reflected, like floating diamonds sparkling. The breeze blew gently through red cedar, pine, and maple. The clean mountain air reminded him of camping with his family when he was a boy.
It had been so long since he had the liberty, and desire, to enjoy nature. The water called to Devlin. Carefully, without a sound, he pulled the clothes from his body and placed them on the stump beside him.
With a slow breath, he walked into the gentle ripples, creating larger crests of his own. Warm water greeted him. He dove under, swimming deeper.
A splash caught Devlin’s attention. He broke the surface to find nothing, and no one. Closing his eyes, he reached out with his senses. A lone werewolf was close.
Panic flared through him, and he started for the shore, but a woman surfaced before him. A slow smile spread on her face when he flailed back, splashing her in his surprise.
“Your heart’s pounding.” Amusement sparkled in her pale blue topaz eyes as she placed one small hand over his chest. Warmth washed through him offering a calm he couldn’t remember ever feeling.
Yet, he was terrified the Dales were tracking him. A dream, nothing more than a dream. They can’t find me, he reminded himself.
“You startled me,” Devlin replied.
“Hmm.” Her foot brushed against his calf, sending a shiver through his entire body. She tapped her finger to her chin. “You remind me of someone, but I can’t figure out who.”
Intrigued, and certainly heading toward aroused, he asked, “What makes you say that?”
One corner of her shiny pink mouth lifted impishly. “Don’t know, but you do.” Her voice had taken on a husky purr which effectively made his blood pump faster.
A dream, just a dream, he told himself. Then he did something bold, something he hadn’t done in so long he was sure he’d fail, even in a fantasy. “What’s a sweet little wolf like you doing out here all alone?”
Her giggle was melodic as her already dazzling eyes lit up. “Looking for love in all the wrong places.”
As if on cue, his resistance broke. Her tiny waist fit perfectly in his hands, her hips flared in a way that made him groan. Devlin propelled them closer to the shore, until his feet touched bottom.
Before he could make his move, her legs locked around his hips and her fingers caressed up his shoulder and neck to delve into his hair. She grazed her lips over his. Afraid to take things too far, he slid his hands up her back, pressing her full breasts against his chest.
Needing more of her taste, he deepened their kiss. Devlin felt more alive than he could remember. A dream, just a blasted dream, his brain chimed in. The knowledge didn’t stop him from sweeping his tongue into her mouth when she opened to him.
Her body undulated in tune with his, and her heated core slid against his hardened length. The urge to bury himself in her was too much.
Pulling back, he panted, “Your name? Need your name, Precious.”
“Precious?” She licked her lips as she stared back at him with something like awe in her big blue eyes.
He tipped his forehead to hers and breathed in her wild but seductive scent. “You’ve set me free of my old life. You’ve given me something to look forward to.” He didn’t know where the words came from, but he didn’t dare take them back. They felt right.
“Jamie Abrams. You better come to me.” There was a command hidden in her sweet sassy voice, one he truly wanted to obey. “I’ll be waiting.”
He nodded, rolling her name through his head like a fine wine over his tongue.




“In Love With A Girl” by Gabin DeGraw

“Kiss Me” by Ed Sheeran

“Attack” by Thirty Seconds To Mars

“Sleepwalker” by Adam Lambert

“Lie To Me” by Jonny Lang

“Pull Me Down” by Mikky Ekko

“Secrets” by OneRepublic

“Closer” by Nine Inch Nails

“All We Are” by OneRepublic

“I Hate You” by Sick Puppies

“Put the Gun Down” by ZZ Ward

“Runnin’” by Adam Lambert

“Underneath” by Adam Lambert

“Set Fire To The Rain” by Adele

“Hear Me Now” by Framing Hanley

“Posession” by Sarah McLachlan

“Sweet Dreams” by Beyonce

“Burn” by Papa Roach

“Hands All Over” by Maroon 5

“Shadowboxer” by Fiona Apple

“Savin’ Me” by Nickelback

“Bullet In My Hand” by Redlight King

“Your So Vain” Marilyn Manson

“Bad Influence” by P!Nk

“Too Close” by Alex  Clare


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Brandy L Rivers is the author of the Others of Edenton Series. There are more Others of Edenton in the works. She is also working on the first couple books in the Others of Seattle series.
As an avid reader, Brandy has always loved writing. She became serious about it as a stay-at-home-mother. She has a file full of manuscripts she plans to edit and put out there eventually.
She lives in Western Washington with her husband and three kids, where she is already working on the future stories in the series.




Author Interview

1- Favorite Novel you wrote so far in the Others of Edenton Series.

That is so hard. I love them all for very different reasons. I would have to say either In Too Deep or Falling Into Place. Fallon and Brody are just awesome together, and Falling into Place took me on a crazy journey I wasn’t expecting, but it worked so well.

2- Favorite Paranormal Character you have written about it.

Isadora, my Storm Mistress. But you really haven’t met her yet. Just wait. She’s going to kick some serious ass.

3-If you could be a Paranormal being, what would you be?

Druid, best of all worlds. Shifting, magic, and just plain awesomeness.

4-Where did the idea for your series come from?

I had these characters in my head that wouldn’t go away, so I started writing.

5-Do you wish Edenton was a real town?

Hell yes. I would love to go hang out with everyone from there.

6- What is your favorite book of all times?

That’s almost as hard as picking a favorite of my novels. Um, Lover at Last by JR Ward, I think. There are about a 100 others I could say.

7- If you could write with any author who would you choose?

I’m honestly not sure I could write with someone.
8- How many books do you plan to write for the Others of Edenton?

As many as come to me. I know of at least five other stories coming up in Edenton, probably more. I know of at least four other stories for Others of Seattle


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2 Paperback Copies of Breaking Free & Swag (1 International & 1 US)

2 $10 Gift Cards & Swag (International)

5 ebook copies of Breaking Free & Swag (International)

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New Beginnings (Prequel)

New Beginnings Prequel


In Too Deep (Book 1)

In Too Deep - Book 1


Shadows Fall (Novellette)

Shadows Fall - Novella



Shadows of the Past (Book 2)

Shadows of the Past - Book 2


Falling Into Place (Book 3)

Falling Into Place - Book 3


All Our Love

(Brandy Has A Novella In This Collection)

All Our Love - Novella



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Enter into Edenton where there are Werewolves, Witches, Mage, and Fae. One man’s true love and family are in Edenton. He only wants a glimpse, but that is not enough. Danger follows him. Can the Others of Edenton protect themselves from this Dark Danger, a Liche…

On chapter 19, only a few more chapters to go.  Goodnight my dear readers, read the review coming soon…

Who will win this fight? Who will be destroyed? Will Devlin RUN or STAY???

I better get back to reading so I can see how this intriguing story ends…


Author Spotlight * Sarah O’Rourke * Passions in Paradise Series




Welcome to 


Sarah O’Rourke





Passions In Paradise Series

Meet Cain and Jake

Book 1

Book One in the Passion in Paradise – The Men of the McKinnon Sisters Series


NOTE: Romantica — this is a romance with erotica in certain sections!! 




When Dr. Cain Turner’s life was literally blown apart in a small province of Afghanistan, it was only the hope and memories of one woman that propelled him forward. But there were more demons to face. 

In the small country hamlet of Paradise, Tennessee…Faith waits. Surrounded by her loving sisters, Faith McKinnon had faced her own demons, having thought that the love of her life had deserted her. 

But fate…and a few meddling McKinnon sisters…conspired to bring the two star-crossed lovers together again. 



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Book 2

Book 2 Hard as Stone (Passion in Paradise: The Men of the McKinnnon Sisters )



Contains explicit EROTICA sections; for mature audiences only.



Nestled in the foothills of the Smoky Mountains, the beautiful town of Paradise is the perfect place to raise a family, have dinner at the local diner…and chase a ruthless killer. 

Jacob Stone is an undercover DEA Agent dead-set on getting vengeance for his sister’s death. When his sources tell him that the drug dealer he’s been searching for will soon be setting up a distribution center in the seemingly innocent town of Paradise, he moves in for the kill. 

What Jake wasn’t counting on, however, was falling in love with gorgeous Harmony McKinnon – the ex-wife of the man he was determined to eliminate. 

Harmony McKinnon never believed she’d find love again….not after the horrors she lived through with her ex-husband. When she meets secretive Jacob Stone and soon falls in love, she never expected that her life would be in danger again…or that the man she’d come to trust would betray her. 

Can Jake make Harmony understand his motives? Can Harmony trust him in spite of the past? Will they have their happily ever after? 

Not everything is as it seems in the sleepy, little town of Paradise, Tennessee! 

Hard as Stone is the second book in the Passion in Paradise: The Men of the McKinnon Sisters Series, but is a stand-alone novel (165,000 words) that can be easily read without reading the first book

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Hard as Stone by Sarah O’Rourke — Non-erotic excerpt

Stepping between her spread legs, Jake held her squirming body still as he fought not to laugh at her theatrics.  “Calm down and settle,” he ordered against her temple, holding her firmly against him.

“I could have gotten on board with the pink carpet.  I might even have been able to wrap my mind around a puppy.  Maybe!” she railed, smacking his arm as she spat each sentence. “But dropping the bomb that you want me and my daughter to move in with you just takes the cake!”  Jerking her gaze to him as she heard a low chuckle escape his mouth, she shook her head furiously.  “Are you laughin’ at me?  Trust me, I don’t find any of this funny, Jake!”

“I’m not laughin’ at you, darlin’.  I’m just a little amused at our situation.  See, I thought I’d been real clear from the outset about what I wanted.  Are you honestly gonna tell me that this is a surprise, babe?” he asked, capturing her frantic eyes with his and holding them.  “Look me in the eye and tell me that you didn’t realize that I was in this for the long haul.  I told you weeks ago that I was staying in Paradise because of you, Harmony.  And in the last month, I’ve gotten as wrapped up in Heaven as I am in her momma.  Where the fuck did you think this was going?”

“I don’t know!” Harmony exploded in a burst of temper.  Seriously, this is not the conversation she’d seen happening tonight.  “Tonight, I’d hoped that it was leading to the bedroom, but I hadn’t thought too far beyond that.”  Really, she’d just finally worked up the courage to get intimate with a man again after years of celibacy, and now he wanted more

“Oh, the bedroom is definitely our destination for the evening, sweetheart,” he agreed with a slow, wicked grin.  “But a night stolen here and there isn’t gonna satisfy me, Harmony.  I’m a selfish bastard. I want everything you’ve got to give me.  Your beautiful body is only part of that.  Oh, it’s a gorgeous part, but I want the heart and mind, too. ”

“Jesus, Jake,” Harmony muttered weakly, her head falling against his shoulder as she sagged against him.  “It’s all or nothing with you, isn’t it?”

“Told ya, baby.  I’m a selfish bastard,” he whispered, wrapping his arms around her.  “The good news is that I’m your selfish bastard.  Yours and Heaven’s.  And I’ll do whatever I need to do to keep you both safe and protected and to make sure you never doubt that you’re both loved and wanted.”

“I don’t know anything about you,” she whispered into his neck as her heart did a tap dance in her chest.  What Zeke had said earlier in the day resonated in her brain.  None of them really knew anything about Jake.  She didn’t know if he’d ever been married or if he had any allergies or if he slept on the right or left side of the bed, for God’s sake.  How the hell could she even consider living with a man she knew next to nothing about?  How could that ever work between them?

He tilted his head for a second, then said, “No, I’ve never been married, I don’t have any allergies that I know about, and I sleep on whichever side is closest to the door.”

Closing her eyes, Harmony grimaced and burrowed her face against the space between his neck and shoulder.  His familiar woodsy scent mixed with sweat and man comforted her, relaxing a little of the tension that hand taken up residence in her back.   “I said all that out loud?” she asked in a tiny voice.

“You did,” he acknowledged against her ear.  “And to answer your last question, this thing will work between us because I refuse to accept otherwise.  We’ll find our way a day at a time, darlin’, but we will find it.”




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Hard as Stone by Sarah O’Rourke – Erotic Excerpt

“Roll on your side, baby. I want to take this sweet pussy from behind tonight.”

“But I like feeling you on top of me,” Harmony said, her cheeks burning with embarrassment at her admission.

“Sweetheart, I love being inside you any way I can get in there, but if you’re on your side, I can give you my dick and my finger on that slick little love button of yours.  Trust me, darlin’, you’ll love it when I push that button,” he promised against her lips, nipping her chin with his teeth.

Harmony’s breath caught at the rough edge in his voice and she wasted no time doing as he bid, sighing when his warm lips dropped a kiss against the side of her neck to lick her delicious flesh.  She knew the reward that could be found in Jake’s arms if she took her cues from him, and he didn’t disappoint her when his hand dropped between her legs and two fingers explored her saturated folds.

“So wet, baby,” he growled his appreciation, swirling his finger over her swollen clit.  “I love that,” he encouraged against her ear when her legs spread and her hips bucked against his hand.  “Love how soaked and ready you are for me.  Let’s see if you’re luscious little body is ready to take my cock yet,” he muttered, twitching his finger against her nub again as he pierced her with two fingers and pulled a low cry from her lips.

Harmony moaned as his fingers impaled her, fucking deep.  “Oh, God, Jake,” she choked, rocking her hips back into his pelvis as his fingers withdrew only to sink in again a heartbeat later. 

“Oh, yeah, all this sticky sweet honey says you’re more than ready for me, Sweetness,” he growled against her neck as he pulled his fingers from the tight heat of her pussy.  “You want my cock, darlin’?  You want me to fill you up and take away the ache?” he asked, his words vibrating against her skin as one hand curled around her breast and squeezed the firm globe gently.

“Yes,” she whimpered, pushing her head back against his throat as his fingers stroked through her swollen folds again and teased her clit.  “Do it, Jake,” she begged, wriggling her ass against his hardness.  His cock rimmed her entrance, offering her just a taste of heaven, but never truly delivering on the promise.   

He sucked the vulnerable flesh at her neck; she felt his teeth scrape the shell of her ear.  “Tell me first, Harmony.  Who do you belong to?” he asked her, plucking her nipple with his thumb and forefinger before tugging it gently and sending a white hot pulse of pleasure from her stomach to her pussy.  “Who does this gorgeous body belong to?”

“You,” she managed in a voice strangled by pleasure.  Plying her nipple with one hand and her clit with the other, she felt like she was one long exposed nerve ending.  “Stop teasing, Jake, and fuck me.”  She panted roughly as she wriggled against his onslaught.

Meet Cain & Jake 2b

Author Interview

1.  How long have you been writing?  We’ve been writing together for a little over 5 years now.  Each of us was writing separately before that, and we met in a writing group!  From there, we became best friends very quickly, and started editing each other’s work.  Then we just seemed to glide into writing together!  Somehow, it works for us!

2.  Where did you get the idea for your series?  The Passion in Paradise series grew from our joint like of small town life.  We both grew up in small towns that closely resemble Paradise, TN, and we love to write about characters that we know!   Being from the South, we have a strong affinity for family-type scenarios with strong women and take-charge men.  And we also know that in a small town, EVERYONE knows everyone else’s business…and that’s a lot of fun to write!! 

3.    Is there a story behind the choosing of the characters names? The bulk of them have biblical names. Faith, Heaven, the twins Cain and Abel, etc…  Well, since we were both raised in Sunday School, it can be said that these names were ingrained into us at an early age…although we’re fairly certain the Almighty or Sister Beulah wouldn’t necessarily approve of everything we put in this series!  It’s not uncommon for people in small towns in East TN or the South to have Biblical names.  You have no idea how many kids we went to school with that were named Matthew, Mark, Luke or John…and some of them had double-names, such as John Mark or Matthew Thomas or James Jeremiah. Sometimes they were diminutives, too – such as Big Matt (Daddy) and Little Matt (son).  This was just part of life in a small, Southern town! 

4.  Do you have a favorite character in your novels?  Crazy One is partial to Zeke….Crazy Two loves Patience…and Abel!  

5.  How many books do you plan to write in theParadise series?  There will be at least six books – one for each of the sisters, then 2 more for other couples in the town…and we have ideas for at least a full dozen!!  So…who knows?  

6.  Can you give us a sneak peek of book #3 and when it will be released?  Book 3 is Ready, Willing, and Abel — and tells the story of Patience McKinnon and Abel Turner…and what happens when night of passion goes completely off the rails!  Teaser below:

“Thank God I’m not a man lacking self-confidence, Hellion.  Otherwise, you’d be hell on my ego,” Abel groaned, burying his face in the crook of her neck while one arm contracted around her waist, holding her tightly.

 “Oh, no.  Your self-confidence is unmatched,” Patience muttered, still squirming between his hard body and the wall.  “It’s your self-control that needs work.”  Lifting her eyes to Abel’s she narrowed her eyes to slits.  “You’re not getting this, Abel, and you really need to get me here.  Since all the blood in your body seems to have gotten diverted to your dick, I’m gonna speak real slow and in terms that even Dr. Seuss could understand, okay?”

Waiting for a second, she watched one perfectly shaped eyebrow lift on his handsome face in silent askance before she continued.  “I will not fuck you in the hall.  I will not fuck you against this wall.  You should really be a better learner.  I will NOT fuck you, Abel Turner.”

Ready, Willing, and Abel by Sarah O’Rourke – work in progress; ALL RIGHTS RESERVED


The Two Crazies that are Sarah O’Rourke


Author Bio

Sarah O’Rourke is the alter ego of two best friends who bonded over their passion for romantic fiction and erotica. Born and raised in the southern United States, one lives near Louisville, Kentucky, while the other resides in Atlanta, Georgia.  Formerly an accountant and a chemist, they are now overworked, stay-at-home moms who adore their children, their husbands…and writing about love in every way possible.


Currently focusing on their Passion in Paradise series, they love to write wildly intense romantica stories that have multiple characters, but each book focuses on one specific couple that will ALWAYS have a happy ending…eventually!  The Passion in Paradise series follows the lives of four sisters, who love and infuriate each other – and the men who love them!  Each book is a stand-alone and does NOT require the reader to have read the prior books.


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One Happy Blogger!!!

Well Readers, this gal is one happy blogger about now. I am so excited to have the two authors that make up ~ Sarah O’Rourke will be the Spotlight Author(s) today!!!!

I was contacted by the author to read and review both novels here. Currently  I have read Cain’s Salvation. To be honest I was not sure about it at first for I am not much of a military romance reader. Though after I got a few chapters in I was HOOKED!!! As soon as I finished book 1 I was ready to read book 2, Hard as Stone.  Both novels start out with the Heroes POV. Then it flips back and forth between the Hero and the Heroine. Book 1 is a shorter read at just a little over 20 chapters. Book 2 has over 30 chapters. At this time I am on Chapter 12. I had to have my tissues handy for chapters 10 & 11. So I am going to go back to reading now! 

Happy Reading, and drop by the Facebook Blog @

If you can on 6-21-14.

At 10:30 EDT we may have some visitors from the series. 

Look for my BLOG STOP for Cain’s Salvation and Hard as Stone on June 25th. 

Cain and Jake are totally SWOON worthy!!!!

Catch you later readers…

Wishing you Happy Reads and Sexy Dreams, 




Undefeated by Author Scott Hildreth

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Author Scott Hildreth

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Shane Dekkar is an undefeated, gorgeous, and somewhat shy boxer from Compton
California. In the ring, he’s a beast, out of the ring, he’s loving, caring, and
intriguing. After the death of his grandfather, he moves to Austin and meets
Kace by happenstance as she and her boyfriend are in an argument in public. He
is drawn to her, and she to him. Her boyfriend drives away as she mouths the
words “help me” through the window…

When they meet again two years
later, Shane begins to believe in fate. But, as he prepares for a potential shot
at a championship fight, he believes there’s no time in his life or career or a woman.

Kace Meadows lives in Austin, Texas. Now 26, she has been in an
abusive relationship since she was sixteen years old. As terrible as it is, she
can’t seem to find a way to allow herself to end it. With her current boyfriend,
she can’t seem to win. She finds hope in reading about her book
boyfriends….and dreaming.

Until she meets Shane Dekkar, a boxer. Holy
mother of perfection…

Shane fights his inner demons by using his
fists. On the street or in the ring, Shane does what he does best, he wins at
any cost. Unlike Kace, Shane can’t seem to lose.

Undefeated is an
extremely romantic erotica novel about fighting. Fighting for what you believe
in. Fighting for life. Fighting to live. And fighting to keep love once you find

Be prepared to be moved, touched, stand up and cheer, and
cry your eyes out. This book will, without a doubt, knock you unconscious. This
novel clearly defines the love that we all seem to want, yet can’t find. This is
not your typical boxing/fighter romance. This book will give you hope, make you
feel, and cause you to wonder….wonder why you haven’t met your Shane Dekkar.

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Author Scott Hildreth’s Inspiration for Writing Undefeated

My inspiration to write Undefeated, and the hope that it may inspire someone to get out of an abusive relationship, came from the events described below. The events below are true. The events in the book are not. The book is one hundred percent fiction.

One weekend, I had a girl get in touch with me that I had never met. She had received my telephone number from a friend of a friend. Frantic, she attempted to speak to me initially, but each time she tried, she was overcome with emotion.

This emotion filled silence continued for almost an hour, and then we then actually began to communicate, albeit slowly, and one-sided. I learned through the conversation (that lasted almost eight hours) that she was bound by her husband, and gang raped by his friends. This happened for a few days. Against, if I even need to state this, her will. She was in and out of consciousness for two days. Eventually, she was released. In shock and extremely poor health, she contacted me from a remote hotel room.

I struggled with this event, and how to handle it. I struggled with this more than I have struggled with almost anything in my life. Vengeance. At what point does one administer justice to someone that the courts will undoubtedly not punish properly? The punishment for this particular crime, regardless of what was imposed by the court, would not be sufficient for the crime committed.

I chose at the time to speak to another close female friend about the event, and get her opinion.

Although I could not speak to my friend about the person, the events, or the intimacies of the above mentioned conversation, we spoke for some time in general about God, about law and about the difference between what is right and what is wrong. I shared with her my thoughts of feeling a need to resolve this issue with the caller’s husband on my own. When the smoke cleared, I sat in a coffee shop and thought. I made a decision. “Put up again thy sword into his place; for all they that take the sword shall perish with the sword.”  I decided, for once in my life, that it was not my responsibility to resolve this issue. I contacted the authorities, called in a few favors from some friends in law enforcement, and the issue was dealt with in a manner in accordance with law.

My female friend, as always, proved extremely useful in her ability to convey her understanding of the message of God in a manner that I could listen to and accept. I have always struggled with attempting to do what is right (in my mind), and hoped that it was what was right in God’s eyes. I do not know that these things always were in line with one another.

Until now.

And now, a year later, the person from the incident above?

She is well. As well as she can be, considering all things. She is fortunate.

I struggle – still today – with thoughts of vengeance.

My struggle brought me to this.

I hope you enjoy.




If I am attempting it, and I do not succeed, you can believe that I gave it my best effort, regardless of the outcome. I choose to do very little, and be exceptional at what it is I decide to do. I would much rather be perceived as being great at a few things than be a failure at many. I have always been honest with myself and conscious of who I am, but that doesn’t always help me understand why I am the way I am.

On the outside, I am always kind, polite, and considerate of others. On the inside, demons reside. I don’t know why or what fuels the demons inside of me, but I am very aware of their existence. My consciousness of their need, necessity, and deep desire to be fed is what has caused me to choose boxing as my main outlet. I keep the demons fed, and they allow me to live an otherwise peaceful life. Fulfilling their hunger allows my desire to live a tranquil life to be met. As long as I continue to fight, they’re fed. When they are fed, I am allowed. Allowed to live.


Author Interview with Scott Hildreth

Q:  Where were you born and where do you call home?

A:  I was born in San Diego, California, and I live in Wichita, Kansas. I consider Wichita to be home. There’s something about being here that is comforting and easy to come back to, regardless of where I may visit.

Q: Are you truly a starving artist?  Or do you actually have a day job?  What is it?

A:  My day job is writing. My night job is writing. My only job is writing. It’s all I’ve got, and it’s all I do.

Q:  What gives you inspiration to write?

A:  My inspiration to write is whatever it is that lives inside of me and allows me to develop characters, stories, and find the voice to write. It’s difficult to explain. I have an ability to allow fictional characters take me over and express themselves through my fingertips and onto paper. My inspiration….It’s not necessarily the story, or the underlying message that inspires me, although I may be inspired by it. It’s the telling. Making it come together. Turning a character or group of characters into a novel that makes sense to people – that alone inspires me. So, as I say, in summary – my inspiration is in knowing that I will finish it, and it’ll make sense to my intended audience.

Q:  What was the hardest book thus far for you to write and why?

A:  My most difficult book to date, without a doubt, Dying to Survive. That book has made a mess of me. I think the primary reason is the fact that there are six characters in the book, and they are all in some way mentally ‘off’. The book is a very troubling look at what we may consider when exposed to decisions about death, survival, coping with child abuse, rape, murder, abduction, captivity, greed, and repressed memories. It’s a tough book to write and maintain a level of separation from the characters. I become so close to the characters when I write that it makes it difficult to completely separate myself. Writing this wadded me up in an emotional ball for a month.

Q:  Do you have plans for a new book?  If so, what is it about?

A:  I always have plans for a new book. My newest book coming out will be the second in the Undefeated series, Unstoppable. Although they are all stand-alone books, the Mike Ripton book is coming up next. It’s sure to satisfy the alpha-male junkies. Let’s just agree that Mike Ripton makes Erik Ead look like a softie when it comes to sex. After that, Teddy and Heather from the Baby Girl series. Then, by mid to late March, a twisted dark tale about women, men, and what makes us cringe when we’re alone.

Q:  Your thoughts on receiving book reviews – the good and the bad…

A:  Book reviews have the ability to help potential readers make a better educated guess on whether or not they may be interested in reading a particular book. Additionally, if presented properly, they allow the author to consider what was written into the review, and allow him/her to decide if the criticism is warranted, and if there can be adjustments made in the future to prevent having the same issues with later writings. I love good reviews, but my worst ratings have brought me some of my most useful reviews.

Q:  If you gave one of your characters an opportunity to speak for themselves, what would they say?

A:  Kelsey Theodore Wilson. “People are always sayin’ Get a life. I hate that saying. I think we should change it to, Get busy livin’. I like that better. We all got a life, we just need to get busy livin’ the one we got.

So, if I get to say my peace, Get busy livin’.


Q:  What is your biggest pet peeve?

A:  My biggest pet peeve in life are people that stand in front of me in line at the coffee shop and look at the menu like they have no idea why they’re there. My biggest pet peeve in writing are the people that apparently do not see the value in reading a synopsis prior to reading a book.

Q:  What are 4 things you never leave home without?

A:   Four things I will never leave home without. My watch. My electronic cigarette. My money clip and my glasses.

Q:  Coffee or tea? How much of it do you drink on a daily basis?

A:  Coffee. How much a day. Holy crap, seriously? Well, I drink three pots a day. As you that know me know. I do not drink water. For the month of October, 2013. I went from October 1st – October 30th without as much as a sip of water. I was proving a point in going a month, but didn’t realize it was still October when I took a drink from a water bottle. I drink coffee until three a.m., and go to bed. It has no effect on me as far as keeping me awake, but I love the taste. Tea? No thank you.

Q:  If you had a superpower, what would it be?

A:  If I had a superpower it would be like the Flash. I would be normal, but have the ability to go from point A to point B in an instant. Other than that, the same guy. Flash is normal, right?

Q:  What is one of your favorite quotes?

A:  My favorite quote is this: “You miss one hundred percent of the shots you don’t take.” – Wayne Gretzky.


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Undefeated Quotes

 “If something or someone is presented to us once, we will often dismiss it as being nothing more than happenstance. If that person or situation is presented twice, it is God slapping us in the face and telling us to pay attention. It is fate.”
“I would much rather be perceived as being great at a few things than be a failure at many.”
― Scott HildrethUndefeated
“Get your little sticky note pad and get a new note, Kace. Write this on it. I’m coming, Kace. I’m coming for your heart,”
“Without reading, I would go crazy – completely crazy. My Kindle had become my savior.”
― Scott HildrethUndefeated
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If you’ve read Undefeated, you’ve met Ripp.

This.  This is Ripp’s story…

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RIPP. “Michael, eat your potatoes, you’re pickin’,” my mother sighed as she pointed to my plate.

I haven’t taken shit from anyone since my first playground fight when I was twelve years old. From that day until today, no one has ever picked a fight with me. Ever. If someone has fought me it was because they were either getting paid or they were trying to see if they could take a shot at my undefeated record.

Taking shit from my mother is another thing all together.

“Mom, I’m eating them,” I said as I began take another bite of the grilled chicken she had served.

Mothers in general can be funny creatures – but mothers born and raised in Texas always look at their children as just that, their children. I am my mother’s child, but I am not childlike in my actions. By watching my mother, you’d think I was ten years old.

“Michael, you’re not eatin’ ‘em. Is there something wrong with ‘em?” she set her fork down beside her plate and poked her finger into the pile of potatoes that sat on the edge of my plate.

“Mom, what the fuck are you doing fingerin’ my food?” I widened my eyes, dropped my chicken bone onto the plate and shook my head.

“Talk like that to your mother again, and I’ll slap your ass out of that damned chair, Mike. Eat your taters,” my father growled from across the table.

“I’m gonna eat ‘em. I didn’t know we had fuckin’ time limit or a particular order we had to eat shit in. Damn, Pop,” as I turned to face my father, he raised his hand in a gesture as if he was going to slap me.

Truth be known, my father has never so much as spanked my butt as a kid. Growing up in this house was like something out of a feel-good movie. A perfect house, perfect parents, and growing up with the feeling only a true loving, caring family could provide. Both my parents were like comedic actors. Always being funny, making jokes, and never expressing anything but true love – in their own silly way. Coming here for Sunday dinner was like going to the damned circus.

“You put ‘em on your plate, you better damned well eat ‘em,” my father hissed as he pointed at my plate with his fork.

“Son of a bitch, Pop. I’m gonna eat some of ‘em. I ain’t looking to eat ‘em all. I’m trying to save a little room. I gotta exercise in a bit, and I don’t want to end up fat from eating a bunch of god damned potatoes,” I explained as I forked some of the sliced cucumbers on my plate.

“Shane’s gonna be fightin’ for the championship, and he ain’t worried about a few taters,” my father said as he nodded toward Shane’s plate.

“God damn it Pop, I ain’t Shane and I’ll eat my food as I please. Can everyone just quit fingering and poking around on my god damned plate and let me eat some meat?” I looked up from my fork full of cucumbers and turned toward Shane.

His plate was empty.

Fucking kiss ass.

Shane shrugged his shoulders and smiled. Ever since he got an opportunity at the Heavyweight Championship, my parents invited him every Sunday for dinner. My father always wanted me to go the distance and fight for a title fight, but I’ve never been that type of fighter. Under no circumstances did my father understand.  To me, it has never been about a title, a place in a book, or being on the news.

It’s about beating another man’s ass, and knowing you did so. I never needed a referee to tell me that I had won a fight. From just looking toward the other side of the ring – and seeing my opponent – everyone who witnessed my fights knew who won.

Long before it was ever announced.

“Dekk and I got shit we gotta do tonight, and I damned sure don’t need to be all bloated from eating potatoes. Mom, the food’s good as always, including the potatoes,” I nodded my head in my mother’s direction.

“The food was wonderful, Mrs. Ripton,” Shane said as he stood up from the table and carried his plate to the sink.

“Get your nose out of my mom’s ass, Dekk,” I laughed as I picked up another chicken breast from my plate.

“Michael!” my mother screeched.

“Damn it son,” my father complained.

“Well, he’s always kissing your asses. Great food, Mrs. Ripton, I like your truck, Mr. Ripton, Your hair looks great, Heather. I like your dress, Manda. It gets a little tough to listen to,” I laughed as I dropped the breast bone onto my plate and  licked my fingers.

“Where’s that girl you’re seein’ Shane?” my father asked as Shane rinsed his plate.

“She’s at home, sir. Ripp. I mean Mike and I have to go…” Shane looked over his shoulder and paused.

God damn it, Dekkar.

“Have to go where? For what?” my father turned to face me.

He looked toward Shane, and turned to face me again. As he scrunched his brow he attempted to gaze into my eyes. I looked toward Shane in disbelief and rolled my eyes.

“What? Have to what? What are you two heathens doing? Mike, are you going over to Rundberg again? Or over to the east side? Damnit it Mike, I’ve told you about that,” my father shook his head as he stood from the table.

I stood from my seat.

“Pop…” before I got started talking he interrupted me.

“Don’t Pop me, Mike. You’re going to get your ass handed to you one of these nights from some twenty year old kid wacked out on crack,” my father complained as he walked to the sink.

My mother looked back and forth at each of us as we stood; unaware of what was going on for certain. I suspect most mothers are, but my mother was exceptionally naïve to everything around her.

“Pop. You and I both know I don’t make any money to speak of by boxing. I do it because I am good at it. I can paint cars, but I fucking hate painting cars. Or. Well. You know what else I can do,” I explained as I followed him to the sink.

“And people don’t smoke crack anymore, do they Dekk?” I laughed.

“You know what I mean, Mike. You’re not twenty years old any longer,” my father dropped his plate into the sink and reached for my shoulder.

Immediately, and in an exaggerated fashion, I leaned back, grabbed my father’s wrist, and twisted his arm behind his back.

“Damn it, Mike. Turn me loose,” he demanded as I pressed his stomach into the counter top.

“Still lightning fast, old man,” I growled into his ear as I pushed my chest into his back.

“Let your father go, Mike,” my mother exhaled a half-whisper without looking up from her plate of food.

I laughed as I let go of my father’s arm.

“Pop, I’m thirty-one. You’re right. I ain’t twenty. But if my twenty year old self was here right now, I’d beat his ass. I’m bigger, meaner, and quicker than I ever been. I’ll be fine,” I raised both my clenched fists to my mouth and kissed them independently.

As I held my hands up at eye level, I flexed my biceps.

My father shook his head, trying to change the subject, “And where’s that girl you’re seein’, Mike?”

“Liv? I ain’t seein’ her, Pop. I’m screwing her,” I laughed as I patted Dekk on the shoulder.

“Michael…” my mother said softly as soon as I said screwing.

It has always amazed me that my mother can’t hear, as hard as I try to get her to. As soon as I talk about doing something with a girl, she can hear a mouse fart. Supersonic hearing when it comes to my sex life. Both my parents have maintained a level of concern about my lack of commitment regarding a relationship.

I do relationships.

Just not for very long.

“Mom, Pop, we got to get. Come on Dekk,” I slapped Dekk’s shoulder again and turned toward the garage.

“Mr. and Mrs. Ripton,” Shane nodded toward my father and leaned to kiss my mother’s cheek.

“Come on, Dekk. Damn,” I exhaled and shoved my hands into the pockets of my shorts.

“Mom, Pop. Thanks. We gotta get,” I patted my mother’s shoulder as I walked around the table.

“You ain’t driving that car to Rundberg are you?” my father asked.

“Pop. Just leave it alone. Dekk and I and that damned car will all be fine, huh Dekk?” I chuckled.

“Mr. Ripton,” Dekk nodded as he walked through the kitchen.

“Don’t fuck that car up,” my father squealed.

“It ain’t yours anymore, Pop. It’ll be fine,” I shook my head and walked toward the garage as Dekk following close behind me.

As we stepped into the garage, Shane walked around me toward the rear of the garage.

Watching Shane walk was something that took me time to get used to. I remember when we met, after our first fight. I had challenged him about his way of walking.

“That walk of yours is either going to get you into a hell of a lot of trouble or keep you out of it, I can’t decide which,” I had laughed.

“I call it the Compton swagger,” Shane chucked in reply.

“Living in Compton, you need to know how to fight or you need to act like you know how. I know I can fight, but I needed to try to keep people from challenging me. So, I developed this walk. A walk with an attitude. It’s habit now,” he explained.

“Well, it works,” I agreed.

And we’ve been best friends since.

“Son of a bitch Dekk. You know he hates me going to Rundberg, and you know he always worries about his old car. Jesus,” I complained jokingly.

“And you know I hate you fighting these fights,” Dekk said as he walked around the car.

“It’s all I know. I ain’t painting cars anymore for money, it kills my lungs,” I said over the top of the car as I opened the door.

I had purchased my car from my father – a red 1969 Chevelle SS he had driven when he was in high school. After he graduated, he restored the car to near perfect condition. I bought it from him when I was twenty years old. Eleven years later, the car was in perfect condition, red, and race-ready. I had removed the 396 cubic inch motor, and installed a Chevy 502 cubic inch motor. The four speed transmission kept the entertainment value up, and made it damned intimidating in a street race.

As I fired up the motor, Shane started to speak. I raised my hands and shook my head.

“You know I can’t hear you in this loud motherfucker while we’re in the garage,” I screamed as I pushed in the clutch and shifted the car into reverse.

I looked over my right shoulder and through the back glass. As I let out the clutch the car started to surge backward. The whumpity-whump of the cam in this motor made it impossible to drive at low rpm or speed. I pressed on the gas to keep the engine from dying, backing the car out of the garage and into the street.

I pressed the brakes, stopped the car, and made eye contact with Dekk as I rotated my head to look straight ahead.

I raised my eyebrows and smiled an evil grin.

I came to my parent’s house once a week at minimum. Sunday dinner at home was a tradition. Although I drove my truck during the week at times, I always drove the Chevelle to my parent’s house. Fifty percent of the time that I left, I left like I was in a drag race.

The two dozen sets of black marks in front of the house were a constant reminder to my father of the differences in how he drove this car, and how I drove it. I did it to torture him and remind him of the fact that this wasn’t his car anymore.

As I shifted it into first, Shane began to yell.

“Dude, not again. Your father is going to kill you. He’s already pissed about you fighting bare knuckles in Rundberg,” Shane half yelled as he shook his head comically from side-to-side.

As I pressed the gas pedal half way to the floor the sound from the exhaust was deafening. I pressed a little further, and Dekk’s hands came up to cover his ears. I pressed a little further. As the motor reached that sweet spot – the one that I used to launch this car from a dead stop – my cock started to get stiff.

I turned toward Dekk and smiled.

“I love this fucking car, Dekk,” I screamed.

“Don’t,” he yelled.

“Can I get a fuck yes?” I tilted my head back and looked up at the headliner as I screamed.

I rotated my head to the left and looked toward my parent’s house. As the exhaust bellowed from the back of the car, my father stared out the window of the living room into the street, his hands pressed into his hips.

This ain’t your car anymore, old man.

I slid my foot off of the clutch, mashed the gas pedal to the floor, launching the car from a dead stop like it had been hit from behind by a semi-truck. I glanced right. Dekk, pinned to his seat, tried to reach for the dash to stabilize himself.

The car slid sideways as I grabbed second gear. Half way through second the tires started to grip, pressing Shane further into his seat. A quick glance in the rearview mirror confirmed the entire block was filled with the smoke from my tires. Two one hundred foot long black marks in front of my parent’s house would remind my father for the next month that I’m a little wilder than he is.

Just a little.

I shifted into third gear and let off the gas. Shane lowered his hands into his lap and exhaled.

As I came to a stop at the intersection, I rotated my wrist and glanced at my G-Shock. Thirty minutes to make it to Rundberg. Ten minutes to spare if traffic is decent. I lifted my hands from the steering wheel and looked at the scars that littered my knuckles and smiled. One more wouldn’t even be noticed.

The $2500 I’d win from knocking this punk out would last me over a month, and knocking motherfuckers out is what I do.

“You alright bro?” Shane asked as he rubbed his hands together and looked down at his lap.

I thought of another bare knuckled match in Rundberg. The smell of the adrenaline, the sweat, my muscles becoming pumped, the blood, the screaming of the people betting on the match, and taking that $2500 when it was over.

Am I ready?

I gripped the steering wheel and nodded my head once.

Fuck yes.

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I will never forget the first time I actually felt as if I had helped someone resolve an issue in their life. I was in middle school. It started then, and has continued throughout my entire life. I have always made myself available to talk to people and resolve (or attempt to resolve) issues that they struggle with.

Having an exceptional ability to communicate has always been a gift of mine, and I have enjoyed doing so. Telling stories has always been second nature to me. Writing has been a passion of mine since I was a child. I have written poetry, romance, self-help, addiction, alcoholism, codependency, technical, and satire. There isn’t a genre or a topic that I feel more comfortable with. I enjoy writing about whatever it is that I feel passionate about at the time.

Being open-minded and often seeing abusive relationships unfold, I have always been passionate about abuse, or the prevention of it. My main focus has always been people that are incapable of helping themselves, primarily women, children, and the elderly. I have talked to hundreds of women that were in abusive relationships, and assisted many of them in removing themselves from these relationships.

I try to focus in my writings to develop a story that makes people stop and think. To look at a subject or subjects from a different point of view. If I am able to get my point across, and make the subject entertaining to the reader, I feel that I have met my objective. I feel that I have tremendous depth as a person, and have had some great experiences in my life. To date, what life has offered me has been nothing short of spectacular. My opinions, point of views, and perspectives on matters are just that; an opinion. There isn’t necessarily a right or wrong in what I write, but more of a belief. I always believe in what I am writing, and I further believe that the reader may benefit from viewing it from the written perspective.

I hope that you enjoy reading what I have written as much as I enjoy writing it. Nothing gives me greater satisfaction than knowing a reader enjoyed something I have written. Considering that, please take time to leave a book review if you have read something I have written.

Best Regards,

Scott Hildreth


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Undefeated is another ‘Knock-Out’ Erotic Read by, Author Scott Hildreth!

The dynamics of the characters is incredible. Each and everyone have their own back story and personal issues. This novel is based on a conversation that Hildreth had with someone dealing with Domestic Abuse in her life. Hildreth was bold, in that he took a topic that is not a typical theme in a romance, let alone an erotic romance novel. He saved his punches to the ‘twat waffle’ behind the conversation with the stranger. Instead he punched the keys to type this novel and bring it to his readers. The Heroine in, Undefeated, never let others know of her situation. She hid the bruises from those around her, until her bruised heart and body could not take it anymore. Look around you readers, who around you may be dealing with this issue in their own life? Definitely makes you go hmm…

Hildreth’s writing comes straight from the heart. At the beginning of each chapter is  a message. This message gives the reader pause as to what the chapter will be about, and may even speak to you personally and/or emotionally in relation to your own life.  His words encourage the reader to actually ‘think’ about what is being read.

Although the novel is considered an erotic read, it is not all about the sex that makes this a great read. The Hero, Shane Dekkar is a strong, yet compassionate, considering, character (at least when it comes to women be treated as an object or dirt). His family background had its share of ups and downs. With this being said, Shane tries to live in the present instead of the past. He uses his God given talent to make a living, and protect women as best he can. His character is easily likable. He is the guy you might see at the gym, in a restaurant, or vehicle insurance office.  Though with his handsome looks, you may have to take a second or third look… and for more reasons than his looks alone.

P.S. If you are ever at one of his Sunday Chicken BBQ’s where Ripp is cooking. Um…do NOT eat the chicken! You will just have to read this novel to solve your curiosity.



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Writing is cohesive. Flows, and time passes in a way that is understandable to the reader. Plot holds realism, characters seem real. Real as you could see them in your own city. Novel expresses emotion, shows that life is not always pretty. Yet,there is hope at the end of the rainbow. You only have to believe. Readers will be exposed to Love, Hope, Thrilling, Gross, and Funny. Each page will generates a different feeling for the reader. This is a novel you will not want to put down!

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As I have said before, when reading I can be an emotional basket case. So yes, there were a few areas that had tears running down my face. But, no ugly crying…


5.0 Romance Rave

The action may not start at the beginning, but once it does, it is ‘Smokin’ Hot!  And there is no place off limits… Walls, the couch, anywhere and everywhere is game!  Watch out, your Kindle may just get too HOT to handle…


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A steamy affair hidden with lies and secrets turns into a love no longer forbidden. A love that loves her for everything she is and sees the beauty beyond the weight. A love that lasts forever.

Laney and Chance are both in unhappy marriages, and both wish for a life where true love exists. Laney is in her thirties, and her children are busy teenagers now so she decides to get back into the work force. But who knew her boss would be so handsome and charming, and just the positive she needed in her negative life. But being married and having an affair has its complications. Is there a way for them to live happily ever after? Will their current spouses let them move on? Has fate finally given them the chance to find their true love?

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Laney Collins has been the wife to Michael for years and even when after his love turned into pure cruelty toward her weight gain she has remained his faithful loving wife. Her love for her daughter Callie and son Kaleb gives her faith that in the end it will all be worth it.

After years of not working Laney gets hired on as the assistant for Dr. Chance Turner. The chemistry between them is electric but their marriages keep them apart until one painful evening Laney has had enough and all she can think of is Chance.

A steamy affair hidden with lies and secrets turns into a love no longer forbidden. A love that loves her for everything she is and sees the beauty beyond the weight. A love that lasts forever

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