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***EXCLUSIVE NEW SNEAK PEEK*** FORBIDDEN: A STEPBROTHER NOVELLA By Bestselling Author Danielle Jamie

I was tagged by Author Brandace Morrow to share an excerpt from my current WIP! (Work In Progress)

Soooo here’s a snippet from FORBIDDEN: A Stepbrother Novella out in 3 more days!!!!!!!!

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Pushing my way around him I pad across my room to the door. Whipping it open I put on my best pissed off face and point my hand towards Linc who looks almost physically sick.
Ugh! He’s seriously the biggest asshole on the Goddam planet!
The thought of his friends knowing that he wanted to f%ck me two seconds ago is so damn bad that it’s makes him physically sick?
Why does my body want this douchebag?
Why did I agree to this fricking bet?
I’m so mad that I’m five seconds away from taking matters into my own hands and slapping some sense into myself.
“The asshole’s right over there. Now please take his sorry ass back downstairs with you before I toss him out my f%cking window.”
I’m seething. Tyler of course assuming it’s because of Linc answering my phone, and pulling his little stunt with Heath. But in all reality I’m thrilled he did it. Serves Heath right. The jerk dumps me, hooks up with girls in Cabo, then calls me for what? More than likely to ask me to take his sorry ass back—I think not.
I’m seething right now because my brain is screaming, kick Linc in the hard on that was just teasing you with through his jeans while my body is shouting slam the door in Tyler’s face and then tackle his ass and make him show you just how good he is in bed.
“You gotta admit what Linc did was fucking funny as shit.” Tyler says with an amused tone as Linc stalks past me out into the hallway to join Tyler on the other side of my bedroom door.
Laughing sarcastically I say, “Yeah, it was fricking hilarious. See I’m still laughing.” Pointing at my mouth I let out another sarcastic giggle before slamming the door in their faces. I shout through the door, “Now let me get dressed in peace! And in case you need another reminder keep your hands off of my phone jackass!”
My chest is heaving as I fall against the door and listen as their footsteps fade away down the hall.
If I was smart I would’ve taken my mother’s offer to fly as far away from this house and Linc but instead I find myself trapped in this house with him and torn between hating him and wanting him more than I’ve ever wanted anyone in my life.
Damn you, Tessa.

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Chapter Two
Dixon

I managed to fall asleep for all of maybe twenty minutes before I was back up and wide awake. I’m tired as all hell but my brain just won’t shut off and let me sleep. All I can think about is Kayden and Savannah. The security breach at the Beaumont Offices building. And then of course Brooklyn. She has crawled into my damn head and refused to get the hell out.
This is not how I imagined this evening going at all. Who the fuck kidnaps people? I pray those cops find that piece of shit before Kayden does because I know if they don’t that kid will be leaving in the back of a hearse not a cop car.
Now being here with Kayden and Brooklyn. It’s too much. It was hard enough being by Kayden’s side when he was losing Melody. I don’t know if I can stand by and watch the past repeat itself. It’s too hard. I feel like an asshole because all I can think about is how I can get out of here as soon as possible. But I can’t stand by and watch the clock tick by as we all wait for her to wake up or take a turn for the worse.
My plan is to use Kayden being here and me being needed at the offices to get out of here. The other reason I need to get as far away as possible from this hospital room is because of Brooklyn. I don’t even know what the hell I was thinking flying to Los Angeles to see her. That had red flags popping up all over the place but still I fuelled up the jet and flew out there to see her.
I feel it in the pit of my stomach, this guilt twisting inside of me. I knew the minute I gave in and slept with Brooklyn that I was making the worst mistake of my life, going against my first instincts to avoid her at all costs. But, Brooklyn like all bad things that we know we shouldn’t want or have makes me we want her even more. After a hit of her I was instantly addicted. I tried to ignore the constant cravings I had for her but they were too intense. So I gave in. The only thing is, my plans to fuck her out of my system didn’t go as planned seeing that we had to cut our time together short and fly back to Houston together.
I run my hands over my face and let out a tired yawn. I’m exhausted but it seems insomnia is my best friend tonight. I don’t know how anyone sleeps with the constant noise of machines. Rolling onto my side I settle my eyes onto Brooklyn who looks to be sleeping peacefully beside me.
I’m glad to see her resting. Tonight has taken a toll on her. When she collapsed in my arms and broke down after seeing Savannah I felt something snap inside of me. I suddenly found myself holding her against me as I tried to soothe her and reassure her that everything was going to be okay. Right there at that very moment I knew I was in deep with this girl. Deeper than I’ve ever been with anyone in my entire lifetime.
The best thing for her and I is for me to make some distance between us. Let us both regroup and let the high fade that we’ve both been floating on since our hookup the night of the party at Tank’s house.
I lift my gaze over her shoulder and see Kayden staring up at the ceiling too.
“Can’t sleep?” I ask quietly trying not to wake Brooklyn and in the process startling Kayden. His body jolts at the sound of my face.
Exhaling through tightly pressed lips Kayden fists his hair before turning his attention from the ceiling to me. “Yay. My mind won’t stop racing. I keep checking my phone for updates from the police. I can’t believe that piece of shit is still out there. We can only hope he’s injured from the wreck and lying in the woods somewhere bleeding profusely and dying a slow painful death.”
I nod silently in agreement. Neither of us say a word for a few minutes as we allow Kayden’s words to linger between us and stir around in our thoughts. The idea of Zak still being out there leaves us all uneasy because now knowing Jacob is dead Zak is going to more than likely want to seek revenge if by chance the lucky SOB is alive and not dying a slow miserable death somewhere on the side of the highway.
Sitting up I swing my legs over the side of the pull out bed and rest my elbows on my knees and ask Kayden, “What do you say we take a walk and find a vending machine or something. We can try to distract ourselves from all of this for at least a little bit.”
“Okay.” Is all he says before climbing out of bed and getting to work slipping on his boots.
He walks over to Savannah stopping beside her bed. It’s hard seeing him like this. He seems so lost and defeated. The usual ‘take on the world and knock anyone who stands in my way onto their ass’ cousin I’m used to seeing is nowhere to be found. I hate it. Right now he should be boiling with anger, pouring every ounce of energy in him into getting Zak found. Hell we have more money than we know what to do with. He could easily throw money at the police and widen the search party looking for Zak.
I don’t doubt he’s already thrown an obscene amount of money to the doctors making sure Savannah has only best. He’s only been with her a little over a month but I can tell what they have is the real deal. He hasn’t been this way with anyone since Lulu. I am praying for him as much as her that she pulls through this because I don’t think Kayden can handle losing another person he loves.
A person can only receive so many blows in their life before they finally give up and lose that will to get back up and continue to fight. One thing Kayden has learned from the heartbreak and devastation he’s endured in this lifetime is life is too short and you’re never granted tomorrow.
You can have the whole world in the palm of your hands and in a blink of an eye everything you thought was good and solid turns to water in your hands slowly slipping away with no chances of holding onto it.
He presses a kiss to her forehead and whispers something into her ear before turning around following me out of the hospital room.
I glance back at Brooklyn and immediately feel the pain in my chest intensify as I force my gaze to leave her as I exit the room. My head is all over the place. A part of me says look at what Kayden and Savannah have. Hell you never thought Kayden would find a girl who would mesh so well into his world but he did. Maybe I could have that with Brooklyn. But then I think about my life and her life. We live two completely different life styles that is destined for failure. We’ll do each other a favor stopping this train wreck before it happens.
Plus she nor I have any desire to settle down and commit to one person. So I doubt she’ll even care if we go our separate ways. We shared some hot hookups and it ends at that. Better to stop a good thing while it’s still going good then waiting for it to turn into a ticking time bomb ready to blow up at any moment destroying everything in its wake. At least this way we can continue to be in one another’s lives with Kayden and Savannah without things being awkward.
“So—you and Brooklyn? What’s going on with that?” Kayden’s question even though I’ve been expecting it, it still catches me off guard.
I politely smile at the charge nurse as we exit the corridor to the ICU and the minute we push through the double doors and head towards the wall of vending machines I finally answer him.
“Brooklyn and I are just two people who enjoy fucking one another.” For the first time since we got here I hear Kayden laugh. It isn’t much it’s only a light chuckle. But still it’s something. If he has to laugh at my expense so be it.
“Well you two do enjoy getting laid. That isn’t news to anyone but last I had checked you were not the least bit interested in her. Hell you acted as if you couldn’t stand to be around the girl.”
I keep my eyes focused on the array of assorted candy and chips avoiding eye contact. The last thing I need is Kayden calling me out on this messed up situation. If he knew I was getting in deep with Brooklyn, he’d bust my balls then go into the full on ‘you better not fuck with her and make it so she wants to flee the state of Texas forever and blah, blah, blah’.
Punching the buttons I watch my snickers bar fall and say a silent prayer that Kayden will drop the topic and focus on the matter at hand. Zak. Not me and who I’m fucking at the moment.
“I don’t have to like someone to enjoy fucking them. Sure she’s an animal in the bedroom. Other than that I’d have no idea. It’s not like I wine and dine her for Christ sake. We hooked up. End of story.”
Kayden claps me on the shoulder before sliding his dollar bill into the machine and lets out another chuckle.
Keep laughing it up, buddy.
“For someone who’s just fucking around you sure are getting pretty defensive. If I didn’t know any better I’d say you like Brooklyn a little more than just for her skills in the bedroom. You have your pick of any woman in Houston—yet you fly to Los Angeles to get laid?”
I take a massive bite out of my candy bar and glare at Kayden with my best ‘drop it or I’ll beat your ass even if we are standing in the middle of the hospital’ look before swallowing hard and coming to my own defence.
God. Sometimes I seriously hate him. He knows me too well. It gets more annoying the older we get.
“I’m not on the defensive. I just want to make it perfectly clear to you that we are only fucking. We’re not even friends. I don’t need you getting twisted ideas in your head picturing cutesy double dates and shit. I already decided tonight that we’re done. The last thing I need is her getting mixed signals. Because you know how girls can be they swear up and down they aren’t looking for a boyfriend and are fine with just hooking up and then all of a sudden they’re getting clingy and jealous. The last thing I want is to cause strain between you and Savannah. She’ll have enough on her plate as will you when she wakes. Y’all don’t need me adding women drama to the mix. She’s going to need her best friend.”
Kayden’s eyes grow large and a look of stunned shock flashes across his face. “Who the fuck are you where the hell did my selfish little prick of a cousin go?” He says with his voice dripping in sarcasm and amusement.
He drapes his arm over my shoulder as we begin to head back towards Savannah’s room.
“Laugh it up asshole. I’m standing here trying to be the bigger man and still ya sit here and bust my damn balls.”
Shaking his head in disbelief Kayden gives me a sympathetic smile and his eyes turn dark and fill with sadness once again, “I appreciate ya bein’ here right now Dixon and looking out for Savannah like you are. I’m not blind I can see Brooklyn is a gorgeous girl and I’d think you’d turned gay if you weren’t tryin’ to bone her. But I’m glad that you’re thinking with this head.” He says patting the top of my head before getting to work opening his bag of Doritos. “Rather than the other head which you think with ninety nine point nine percent of the time.”
Now it’s my turn to laugh.
I quickly seal my lips together and give the nurse a slight wave of apology as she glares at us both shhhing us as we reenter the ICU.
“Don’t get too used to it, bro. Because this is a onetime thing. I don’t take passin’ up pussy lightly. Especially with a girl like her.”

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**COVER REVEAL & First Chapter of Bestselling Author Danielle Jamie’s NEW Secret Novella!**

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Spring Break 2015 was supposed to be spent lying on the white sand beaches of Mexico sipping fruity cocktails with my friends and my boyfriend, Heath. Instead I found myself single and flying back home to San Francisco to spend it with my mother, her new boyfriend and his son, Linc.

Linc, or as my friends like to call him ‘Forbidden,’ is my future stepbrother and the one person who gets under my skin unlike anyone else.

We call him Forbidden because, like the fruit in The Garden of Eden, Linc is tempting and completely untouchable.

I’ve hated the arrogant jerk for as long as I can remember. But a week alone together, followed by a drunken bet, leads me onto a path that once taken…there is no turning back.

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Release Date I’m hoping for is Feb 26th! This story came to me last night while talking about spring break and all these step brother books on my kindle! Haa and then BAM I had the story for Linc and Raven. I hope y’all enjoy it! It’ll be around 20k words and a fun, hot and steamy novella.

Here’s CHAPTER ONE!
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Chapter One
Zipping my suitcase, I pull my luggage off of my bed, grab my purse, and look around my room one more time, before finally making my legs move and walk out shutting the door behind me. My stiletto heels clink loudly as I make my way down the long hallway as the sound ricochets off of the walls. I stomp my way down the long winding metal staircase of the apartment myself and two of my friends share just off campus and head outside to the cab waiting for me.
Everyone else has already left, flying or driving back home for spring break while I stayed here procrastinating for as long as possible before finally having no choice but to go back home. Spring Break officially started today, March 30th. But because today’s a Monday, my roommates along with almost everyone else here at the California State University in Long Beach all left on Saturday.

Half of the school more than likely are sipping drinks poolside in Cabo right now soaking up the warm sunshine. Which is exactly where I should be, alongside my roommates Dallas and Hailey. But instead I’m like the other half of the college population who opted to go home and take advantage of having mommy and daddy to cook, clean and do their laundry for them.
Normally I’m more than thrilled to return home after being away at school. But this time—not so much.
Usually returning home means hanging around my house with all of my friends as we catch up after being apart at college. But, instead, I’ll now be playing house with my mother and her newest flavor of the damn month.
Three years ago, right after my graduation, my father and mother sat me down to tell me they were getting a divorce. I knew it was coming. They were never together. I hadn’t witnessed my parents be affectionate towards one another in years. It was just a matter of time before they went their separate ways.
Of course, they did the cliché thing a lot of parents do because they think it’s the best choice. But the reality of it is we’d all be a lot happier if they turned off the life support on their sham of a marriage when they knew it didn’t have a chance of recovering. Instead, they chose to wait until the child graduates high school and then once they prepare to leave for college, Bam! Hit them with the major shocker, which in reality was completely obvious: they were getting a divorce.
Two years after they divorced my father eloped with a girl half my mother’s age doing yet again another cliché move. But oddly enough I actually like Alison. She’s sweet, funny and a great shopping partner. It’s a little weird feeling as if my stepmother is one of my best friends, but I guess it’s better than him marrying someone I can’t stand.
Sadly though, my mother has not had the same luck in the love department as my father. She’s had her fair share of boyfriends but nothing that resulted in anything long term.
She texted me this morning with a reminder to be at the airport by three p.m. so I don’t miss my flight back to San Francisco. Along with her reminder was also a message telling me that I was to head straight home after my flight lands and that a car would be waiting for me. I guess she has something important to tell me, and it can’t wait.
Of course, it’s no shocker. My mother is one of the top divorce attorneys in all of the Golden Gate district, so she’s used to getting her way or fighting you to the death until she does.
My father is a family practice doctor who has always put others first. Which with his career, was a good thing. But on a personal level, not so much. I think that’s a reason my parents’ marriage fell apart. My mom and dad were polar opposites. My dad is someone who loves to go on spur of the moment trips and live life freely while my mother was a workaholic who lived by her work and social calendar.
My mom knows me well enough to know as soon as my plane touched down I would’ve been high tailing it to my dad’s house so I could kill time there before I had to go home. When I return from college, my mother always insists I come to her house first then my fathers a few days later because she always says we need mother-daughter time to catch up.
I used to love our time together, now not so much. All thanks to her newest boy toy Matthew Sarris. I guess he’s some up and coming golfer on the 2014-2015 PGA tour which I could give a flying fuck about. Golf is the most boring sport on the damn planet. My mother used to agree with me on this and would bitch at my father whenever he would turn it on. But now it’s her favorite sport and every day she’s off, she’s spending it with him at the county club where he’s teaching her how to golf.
Matt is nice, don’t get me wrong. But he is the most arrogant person on the planet. I swear he stares at his reflection grooming his perfectly slicked back hair every time he passes a damn mirror or a window that casts his reflection. To make matters worse, he has a son two years older than me who is just as big of a self-obsessed douchebag as his father.
Luckily, until now, I’ve not had to spend more than a few days with Matt or his son Linc because he was with his mother in Sacramento during Christmas break. But because it’s Spring Break, Linc and I have been demanded to spend a week in San Francisco with my mother and Matt for what they keep claiming to be family bonding time.
Now come on? They’ve been together five months. I am counting down the days until my mother grows bored and kicks him to the curb. He’s been jet-setting all over the world since they started seeing each other. My mother gets jealous easily, so their relationship is a ticking time bomb. He’s extremely attractive for his age and, it’s rare that men like him want a woman pushing fifty, especially when they’re only forty-three.
Most men are shallow pigs and need pretty, young, eye-candy trophy wives on their arms. Especially if you’re famous. Which from the looks of things he’s really grown in popularity over the last year in the PGA.
I wouldn’t put it past him at all to be banging the crap out of golf groupies, which sadly they do have—it’s pretty pathetic.
Go be a football or Major League Baseball groupie. At least then you have a chance to see some actual eye-candy. Not a bunch of old geezers popping Bayer tablets, so they don’t have a heart attack while walking eighteen holes!

I climb into the back of the cab and try to push thoughts of going home to the back of my mind. For now I’ll pop my earbuds in, crank up some T-Swift and get lost in my steamy romance novel to pass the time until my flights boards.
I can only pray for thick fog and a long flight delay. But with the forecast for once predicting nothing but blue skies and sunshine back home I doubt that’ll happen.
San Francisco here I come. Please let me find my house stocked with enough booze to put me in a coma for the next week, or so help me God, I may not survive this spring break.

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