‘The Lieutenant’s Possession’ by K. Langston is now available

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BLURB:

Memphis Police Lieutenant Asher Cunningham is one of the best. Respected among his peers, he’s well known for his discipline, assertiveness, and remarkable intuition.

He’s also a sex addict.

A secret he’s kept hidden until he finally decides to seek the help of renowned psychiatrist Dr. Marley Bennett. There’s something intriguing about his new therapist that makes him want to confess all of his deepest, darkest desires without the fear of being judged. But it’s the flush coloring her cheeks and those sensible skirts she wears that really tests his control. Pushing her limits becomes his new obsession, and he quickly learns that the good doctor has secrets of her own.

He’s her patient.

She’s not supposed to be attracted to him. She’s not supposed to want him to possess her in all the ways he promises he can. But from the moment he steps into her office, the tattooed cop has her feeling things she shouldn’t. With every commanding word and deliberate touch, he tears down her walls one by one. And with every layer he peels back, Marley realizes she needs him more than she could have ever imagined.

Excerpt #1

I pour myself a tall glass of wine and draw a bath, turning it to the hottest setting I can stand, hoping it will help me expel some of the tension coiling in my body. The cupcake bath bomb works wonders too as I ease down into the water, muscles soaking up the heat as the sweet aroma engulfs me. I close my eyes in an effort to clear my mind and take a long sip of wine, not at all looking forward to another weekend alone. But then my thoughts drift to the man who has dominated all of my secret thoughts. This is the only time I allow myself to think of him, when I’m all alone.

Placing my wine glass on the edge of the tub, I rub my hands up and down my body, allowing myself to chase the fantasy once more. I tell myself it’s the last time. The last time I’ll bring myself to orgasm thinking of his tattooed hands roaming my body, but I know that’s a lie.

My phone vibrates from the counter, tearing me from my dark journey.

“Shit.”

Lifting up from the tub, I quickly wrap a towel around my body and dry my hands before grabbing my phone and swiping to answer the unfamiliar number.

“Hello?”

“Hey, Doc.”

The husky voice cools my warmed blood and the muscles I just loosened go tense.

The sound of his voice clearing echoes down the line, his voice growing gruffer. “You said I could call.”

“Lieutenant Cunningham?”

His deep chuckle has warmth settling deep in my belly. “I was afraid you’d forgotten about me.”

Not hardly. Asher Cunningham is not a man I can easily forget.

“I’m surprised to hear from you. I left messages but you never returned my calls.”

“Sorry about that. I had to take care of some things with my family out of town.”

“Is everything okay?”

“For the most part.” There’s some hesitation in his reply. “I was hoping I could see you next week. Monday preferably. The sooner the better.”

His voice sounds different. Lighter but still with an edge that has a shiver shooting down my spine, but I ignore the feeling and say, “I’ll have to look at my schedule but I’m sure I can squeeze you in. I’ll give you a call on Monday morning and we can go from there. Will that be okay?”

Silence.

I look at my phone and see the call is still connected and then put it to my ear once more. “Asher, are you still there?”

“I’m curious,” he says, his voice warm and husky, “do you give all your patients your personal number?”

My mouth goes completely dry as I shift on my feet. “Well, um, no. Not usually.”

“Then why me?”

That is a damn good question. Over the last two weeks I’ve asked myself the same thing but I haven’t been able to come up with a rational answer. I acted on impulse, which is not like me at all. But I could tell Asher wasn’t the kind of man who would easily confess his sins to just anyone, and for whatever reason, I needed to be that someone.

“Because I want to help you.”

“I would think that’s a standard reply, Doc. Now the truth.”

From the moment he walked into my office, my body seemed to take on a life of its own. I’ve never had that kind of reaction to a patient before. There’s something about him that pulls at a dark place deep inside of me. I can’t explain it. Giving him my personal number was completely irresponsible and reckless but I couldn’t stop myself.

Maybe it’s because, hidden behind all of those tattoos and cocky arrogance, I can see the pain he hides. And I’m desperate to find out what it is that caused that pain and what caused him to become so emotionally detached. I want to peel the layers and find out who this man really is.

When he confessed his urge to bend me over my desk, I thought I would incinerate right there on the spot. I did everything I could not to let him know the effect he had on me but those perceptive eyes seemed to pierce my sturdy armor.

What is it about him that has me so worked up?

Is it his dark navy blue eyes?

Sharp.

Intense.

Stripping me bare with his gaze alone. Is it his commanding presence? Or perhaps it’s the colorful tattoos covering each of his arms and the one peeking out from the collar of his uniform that make him look so dangerous.

“Have you been thinking about me?” he asks, breaking the silence.

“You’re my patient, Asher. Of course I’ve been concerned about you.”

He grunts at my reply. “I haven’t stopped thinking about you.”

“Lieutenant,” I warn.

I’m way out of my element here. In my office I can control the conversation but here it feels too intimate. Too much.

Too forbidden.

Giving him my personal number was a huge mistake.

“I’ve been able to resist the urge to fuck every warm body I’ve been tempted by since the day I left your office.”

“And why do you think that is?”

“Because I’ve been fucking my hand nonstop thinking about you. Every goddamn second of the day, all I can think about is you tap, tap, tapping that notepad with your pencil. How your small fingers clenched the fragile wood when I told you I wanted to bend you over that desk. The shift of your legs up and down and up and down. The way your teeth scraped along your bottom lip. The slender curve of your neck and how badly I want to taste it.”

I remain silent because every ounce of blood pumping through my veins is on fire. My clit throbs between my legs, reminding me how long it’s been since I’ve had a man there. I’m afraid to speak for fear he’ll hear the desire in my voice.

“I can hear you breathing, Doc. The staccato has me hard as iron.”

“Where are you right now?” I ask, needing to steer this conversation in another direction.

“In my office at work. Why?”

“Are you alone?”

I can practically hear the grin in his voice. “Yes.”

“Do you have a pen and paper nearby?”

“Ready when you are, Doc.”

“I want you to write down three things you like to do besides having sex.”

“So I can’t write how badly I want to shove my cock inside of you? Because I think it’s something I would really like to do.”

Sweet Lord.

This man’s mouth should be labeled a weapon of mass destruction.

Instead of acknowledging his advances, I redirect. “The point of this exercise is to get to know and understand who you are without sex.”

He exhales a defeated breath. “That sounds scary as fuck.”

I laugh, my shoulders relaxing that he’s allowing me to steer us in a more positive direction. “It can be. Rediscovering who you are won’t be easy, Asher, but it’s possible, if this is what you really want. I can help you do that. You want to get better, right?”

“More than anything.”

I can tell by the way he says it that he means it. He wants to get better, but something is still holding him back.

“Then I will help you but I need you to try, too. I know you can do it.”

He chuckles. “You sure do have a lot of faith in me, Doc.”

“It will be a challenge for you, I’m sure. Old habits are hard to break.”

“And they don’t die easy.”

“I’ll call you first thing Monday morning to let you know a time, okay?”

“Sounds good.”

“Goodnight, Lieutenant Cunningham.”

“Night, Doc.”

I slide my phone back on the counter with a trembling hand then glance up at my reflection in the mirror, noting my flushed cheeks and racing heart. I’ve never had a patient affect me this way, and the scary part is, I can’t decide if that is a good or bad thing.

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K. Langston re-releases a book in ‘The Long Way Home’

 

Title: The Long Way Home

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Re-release Date: 9-14-17

  

BLURB:

 

Broken. Shattered. Destroyed.

 

Healing seems impossible.

 

Moving on…

 

Unbearable.

I can’t let go of the past. The overwhelming guilt won’t let me. I fight the pain every single day but it’s not getting any easier to carry, and there are days when I wonder if I will ever find happiness.

 

Or if I even deserve it.

 

Determined to endure my misery alone, I’ve pushed everyone out of my life, including my best friend, Linc. Now he’s back and he won’t leave without a fight. He’s tearing down my walls and forcing me to face what I’ve kept buried for so long. Because of him, I feel like I can finally breathe again, and there’s a sliver of hope weaving its way into my heart.

 

Will it be enough to save me from the darkness that threatens to drown me?

 

Love isn’t always easy.

 

But it’s always worth it.

Excerpt

The light in the bathroom is bright, revealing the dark shadows coloring the skin beneath my eyes. Even good makeup can’t conceal what I’m trying to hide, the pain that is locked away with the mountain of regret. My worst enemy is my memory, reminding me every single day of the chances I didn’t take and the decisions I waited too long to make.

 

The knot in my throat is tight, and I just can’t seem to swallow past it today.

 

God, will I ever be able to go a day without crying?

 

Turning away from the mirror I press my back to the wall, trying to stifle a runaway sob. But they rack my body in relentless waves of grief and despair. I ride it out, until I feel a little bit of the weight ease from my shoulders.

 

But it’s only temporary. The heaviness is back with a vengeance when I look in the mirror once more. I can’t escape it. No matter how hard I try.

 

Wiping my nose, I dry my eyes. Grateful my small breakdown hadn’t been worse.

 

Usually once I start, it’s nearly impossible to stop.

 

I stand facing the mirror as I release my blonde hair from a ponytail then pull it neatly back in place, a meager attempt to conceal the evidence of my consuming misery.

 

It’s a wasted effort.

 

I’m still a mess.

 

Feeling only slightly better, I make my way back out front, refill several glasses and serve another table before noting the hostess has seated a new customer in my section.

 

I retrieve my pen and pad from my apron as I make my way over. “Hey there, what can I…” I blink, my brain and heart still trying to play catch-up while a flock of butterflies take flight in my belly.

 

Am I dreaming?

 

“Linc?”

 

He smiles.

 

A smile I haven’t seen in a long, long time, and it’s such a welcome sight. Tears burn behind my eyes, and I swear my heart damn near stops altogether when he stands from the table.

 

“Sylvie.”

 

My name is like a solemn vow, wholesome and pure, tugging at the strings of my stumbling heart. Without hesitation, he pulls me into his strong arms, and I immediately sag against him, soaking up his warmth.

 

It feels like it’s been a lifetime since I could breathe without it hurting.

 

I steal a moment of comfort in his arms and his familiar scent has me struggling to let go.
“What are you doing here?” I ask, forcing myself to release him.

 

Guilt gnaws at my stomach, remembering the hateful words I’d said to him the last time we saw each other. Linc and I were once best friends. We told each other everything. But we haven’t spoken in over a year and even though there was still so much left unsaid, it was as if he never really left.

 

His brown hair is a little longer but it looks good on him. A light dusting of scruff covers his sharp jaw, making him appear rugged and hard, but his soft green eyes remind me of his kind heart and kindred spirit.

 

His warm smile slowly fades, and that’s when I notice the pain in his eyes. “Mama has cancer,” he says softly.

 

I fall to the chair next me, my knees unsteady from the blow of this devastating news. “Oh God, I’m so sorry, Linc.”

 

He takes the seat across from me. “Doc says her chances are really good. They caught it early, but her treatment will be aggressive, so she’s got a long road ahead.”

 

I cover his hand with my own, a sharp pang piercing my chest. He lost his father when he was seventeen. His mother is all he’s ever had; it would kill him if he lost her, too. “Please let me know what I can do to help. I had no idea she was sick. I…I haven’t seen Gwynn in a while. I should go visit.”

 

He smiles again, but this time it’s weak, sad. “She’d love that,” he says. “She misses you and Caroline.”

 

I miss you, too.

 

He doesn’t say the words out loud but he doesn’t have to. Those eyes of his tell me more than I care to know. We’ve always had a way of communicating without speaking.

 

A smile.

 

A touch.

 

A look.

He knows me in ways no man does. Or ever will. There’s a heavy amount of comfort in that but there’s also an incredible amount of guilt.

 

I stand, eager to put some distance between us. “What can I get you to drink?”

 

He clears his throat. “Sweet tea.”

 

“Comin’ right up.”

 

I feel his eyes on me as I move through the tables. I cash out one of my customers and refill a few glasses before eventually pouring his glass of tea.

 

My skin prickles all over as I approach. “Have you decided what you want yet?” I pull my order pad from the pocket of my apron.

 

Linc pins me with his sharp, unforgiving eyes. “Yeah, I know what I want, Sylvie.”

 

“What’ll it be?” I ask, my voice just as shaky as my hands.

 

“You.”

Author’s note: The Long Way Home is a new edition of the previously published book titled Sylvie. With the exception of a new cover, blurb, title, and added bonus material all other content remains the same.

‘A Sergeant’s Protection’ by K. Langston has Justin fighting to keep Selena safe 

Synopsis

SIX BROTHERSEACH HOLDING A DIFFERENT BADGE OF THE LAWEACH SWORN TO SERVE AND PROTECTprotection: a person or thing that prevents someone or something from suffering harm or injurySergeant Justin Cunningham just completed one of the most dangerous missions of his life, facing off with a notorious drug cartel. Blood was shed and sacrifices were made, but the risk had been worth it because there he found Selena Del Marco, the drug lord’s daughter, who possessed an endearing innocence that could not be tainted. Not even by the corruptive world she lived in. Trapped beneath her father’s iron fist for most of her life, Selena often dreamed of escape but would never attempt it for fear of his deadly wrath. After all, watching how her mother died would forever haunt her. However, her prayers were answered one fateful night and with it came freedom and protection. Now she can finally start building a life of her own, and as the days pass she longs for Justin to be a part of it. But right when things begin looking up, a new danger lurks, exposing a secret that will turn her newfound life upside down.

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Review

Who doesn’t love a good love story? And you are in for a great one here. In this one, we meet another brother, Justin, as he swears to protect the woman from the basement, Selena, from the monsters that surround her life. She hasn’t felt love since she was 10 when her mother was killed in front of her and she was kidnapped. 

Justin knows that it’s not going to be an easy task to be patient with her, he knows she is worth it. Selena has been through her own stuff and it only gets more complicated when she learns that someone is still going after her. DRAMA!

Like with the other two, the pace is very fast. I am not 100% sure if I like it or not. There are times when I like a quick story to just get you through books until a book comes out that takes a little longer, but I would have liked to have seen more development for Justin and Selena. We don’t see too much of their time in that basement and I would have liked to have seen some of those things that happened and that bonded them. 

The romance/love parts of the book is the highlight of the book. It’s steamy and hot and it’s the best part of their love story. You can feel the passion and desire for one another and for me it’s what helped me get through the book. If the pace of the story wasn’t so fast and their was more development for the characters I would have like it so much more. 

Rating: B


EXCERPT #1 
My shoulder hurts like hell but it’s worth the throbbing pain to finally hold her this close. I’ve been dying to do it since I found her in that filthy basement. I can’t explain it. The way she makes me feel inside. 
Something has shifted. 
Something that wasn’t there before. 
I’d been born with an instinct to protect but I’d never had a feeling quite like this. The irrefutable need to not only protect this beautiful, lost creature but claiming her seems almost as peril. It’s what had me leaping in front of that bullet to save her. It’s what has me desperate to hold her right now. Because if I look at those supple lips for another fucking minute, I’m going to possess them in a way that already scares the shit out of me. 
Selena pulls away to meet my gaze once more. “Oh, I’m sorry, did I hurt you?” she asks, dragging her fingers beneath her wet eyes. 
“I’m good,” I tell her and she smiles shyly.

 

That tug in my chest grows stronger, my cock twitching with the curl of her lips. The greedy bastard hasn’t let up either. Not since she was bent over me in a pool of my own blood, begging for me to hang on. She thought I was dying, I thought I’d died and gone straight to heaven. Now she’s sitting here in front of me, looking broken and lost and the only thing I can think of is burying myself so deep inside of her nothing bad can ever touch her again. 
“The nurse brought me some clean clothes earlier. Would it be okay if I took a shower?” 
“Yeah, do whatever you need to do. I’m not going anywhere.” 
She giggles and the sound trickles down my spine in a wave of heat. “I won’t be long,” she reassures me. “Do you need anything before I go?” 
I shake my head and, almost reluctantly, she eases from the bed. She retrieves the small plastic bag on the couch then walks into the bathroom, shutting the door quietly behind her. When I hear the water switch on, I sink down farther into the bed, exhaling loudly. 
Closing my eyes, I do my best not to think about Selena naked in the shower or the fact that she’ll be staying with me at the ranch. A knock sounds before Reid pokes his head inside. 
“Hey, I was hoping you would be awake. How’re you feeling?”

“Sore as fuck.” 
He walks closer to the bed, taking a seat next to me, looking tired and haggard. 
“How’s Cassidy?” 
He blows out a long breath, relaxing back in the chair. “She’s going to be okay. They’ll release her in a few days. Bodie came by to talk to her.” 
Bodie is Cassidy’s brother and Reid’s former best friend. They thought he was murdered six years ago but turns out he’d been hiding out in Mexico, working for the DEA and infiltrating Del Marco’s cartel. 
“How’d that go?” 
“I’m still pissed but I gotta find a way to make peace with this shit, for Cassidy at least.” 

“You’ll find a way.” 
“When are they letting you out?” 
“Sometime in the morning,” I answer. 
“You call Mom and Dad?” 
“Not yet. I’ll wait until I get home. If I call now she’ll be on the first flight out here.” 
He nods. “She’ll be pissed when she finds out later.” 
“I’ll deal with it. I got other shit to worry about. I’m taking her back to Pop’s with me.” 
“You think that’s a good idea?” he asks, eyeing me. 
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” 
“Well, for starters, she’s the drug lord’s stolen daughter.” 
“Dead drug lord.” 
“You really want to get technical right now? Not to mention, she’s only nineteen.” 
“What does her age have to do with it?” 
“Nothing. Listen, I just think you need to take a step back and look at this. You really have no idea the trauma she has been through and how much help she will need. Hell, you need all the help you can get right now, too. I just think you should tread carefully.” 
“You think I don’t know that?” I snap, my patience wearing thin. 
I see his point but I don’t care either. She needs help, and I want to be the one to give it to her. 
Reid stands up. “I’m just looking out for you, brother. Let me know when they release you.” 
I nod then he turns to leave. 

Once the door shuts, the bathroom door opens. “Is everything okay?” she asks. Her dark hair hangs loosely around her shoulders, damp from the shower. 
“Yeah, why?” 
“I thought I heard someone in here and you sounded upset.” 
“Reid stopped by, brother shit.” 
She nods. 
“I always wanted a brother or a sister,” she says sadly, sitting down in the chair next to me. “Is he your only sibling?” 
I shake my head. “Hardly, I have five brothers and a pain in the ass sister.” 
Selena beams, her smile making the room brighter. “I would love to hear about them.” She tucks her feet into the chair next to me, leaning in closer. 
Goddamn, that voice, soft and sweet, her sexy Spanish accent curling around every word. Her eyes are locked firmly on mine, and I suck back a shot of air, clenching the sheet covering me. I know I should listen to my brother. I should be careful with her, not only because of what she’s been through but because she’s so young and vulnerable, and far too pure for the likes of me, but I can’t let her go. 
And something in my chest tells me I never will. 

 

‘Sylvie’ by K. Langston prove that you never really move on from your first love

First loves. We don’t forget them. And in this case, they never really move on.

Linc and Sylvie were destined to be together but their fear of ruining the friendship caused their love story to go in a whole new direction. Sylvie fell in love with another man and started a life with him, while Linc moved to Nashville to follow his dream of being a singer.

The story flashes back and forth with the present and the past but it ends about half way through when you find out what is eating at Sylvie. You get to see how their relationship is built and see how time apart almost cost them what they hold so dear.

I loved the angst-filled moments that Langston gave us and there were quite a few. At times I was annoyed with Sylvie just because I wanted her to just get to it with Linc but the whole ‘it’s not realistic if they just get right together’ but this a book I should get what I want!

Anyways, the turmoil that is plaguing Sylvie is a doozy of one. As we see her life progress you start to get clues as to what happened, but you won’t be able to predict what actually happens. She touches us on subjects that are hard to understand unless you’ve lived them and for me I found the feelings eerily similar to things I’ve experienced in my past.

This book quickly became one of my favorites from Langston because it’s not a book that is going to give you a hang over after you read it. It gives you a nice warm fuzzy feeling of happiness and we need more of those books in our lives.

Rating: A

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K. Langston
K lives in the deep south with her husband of 16 years, their two children and fur babies, Sadie and Birdie. She released her debut novel Because You’re Mine in September 2013 and has since released three follow-up books in the MINE series. Her newest series, Brothers in Blue, is packed full of romance and suspense and features six alpha brothers.

She was also a contributing author to the USA Today Bestselling anthology, F*cking Awkward and co-wrote Unlawful Justice with fellow author and friend, KC Lynn.

Oh, and she had dinner at Colleen Hoover’s house once.

Where she stole a roll of toilet paper as a souvenir.

Because she’s the shit.

Her most recent release, Sylvie is a standalone contemporary romance about a woman fighting to survive lif K lives in the deep south with her husband of 16 years, their two children and fur babies, Sadie and Birdie. She released her debut novel Because You’re Mine in September 2013 and has since released three follow-up books in the MINE series. Her newest series, Brothers in Blue, is packed full of romance and suspense and features six alpha brothers.

She was also a contributing author to the USA Today Bestselling anthology, F*cking Awkward and co-wrote Unlawful Justice with fellow author and friend, KC Lynn.

Oh, and she had dinner at Colleen Hoover’s house once.

Where she stole a roll of toilet paper as a souvenir.

Because she’s the shit.

Her most recent release, Sylvie is a standalone contemporary romance about a woman fighting to survive life.

And love.

When she’s not penning her next story, you can find her nose buried between the pages of a good book or she’s on social media because look. SQUIRREL!!

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Review: ‘Unlawful Justice’ by KC Lynn and K. Langston – a book that talks about the issues that we still face today

unlawful justice

Format: e-book, paperback
Format read: e-book
Series: stand-alone
Rating: 18+ language, themes, sexual content
Genre: Romance/Contemporary
Goodreads page: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/27834947-unlawful-justice?from_search=true

In this book, we follow Grayson Taylor who takes on a case that involves a hate crime but things escalate fast when the woman that he loves becomes involved and he has to try and work the case and keep his personal feelings out of it.

**Before we get started, I don’t completely state spoilers, but I do hint at some, so be aware**

There is just something about a man in uniform that automatically makes him a 5, just to start off. Add to the fact that he is good looking and is a great man to the female lead? Yeah you can just move him right to book boyfriend material. Grayson Taylor is the hero of the story and while he may fail to save Olivia, he is able to save her from the hate before it festers and controls the town.

Olivia Bradshaw becomes a victim of a hate crime because of a misunderstanding that takes place at the beginning of the book. What happens to her is hard to read, so if you get squeamish over violent crimes, then you might want to move past it. But, if you are able to read it, it shows you how quickly things can escalate and how hate is contagious. The way she is able to forgive and takes more strength then to fall victim to revenge.

This is book by no means one of those political books that will one day end up in an English class in high school, but this book does speak to the issues that we face today. It talks about how deep racism is in the world and how quickly hate can spread. The book very much reminded me of the book A Time to Kill by John Grisham. There are similarities between both stories and they both show how dangerous hate can be.

While this may not be my favorite book by these authors, it was a good book to read. I loved the point that they were trying to make and I loved how they showed that love can heal wounds if you let it.

Rating: B-

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