Whispering Cove – Cathryn Fox
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Four smoking hot stories, set in the small town of Whispering Cove

WET: A celebrity chef and a sexy firefighter who knows as much about starting a fire as how to put one out.

BRAZEN: A school teacher on fire with desire. A hot firefighter with the right equipment to fan the flames.

 

SILK: When hot doctor meets sexy inn owner they create enough passion to melt ice, and turn any blustery wintry night into a hot, sultry holiday.

FLIRTY: A house renovator, a ghost hunter, and a summer fling so hot, it can raise spirits...

Flirty

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Whispering Cove, Book 12

A summer fling so hot, it can raise spirits...

Home renovation specialist Alexis Miller thought snapping up an old Victorian fixer-upper in podunk Whispering Cove would put her on the fast track to proving herself to her brothers.

She can handle cooling her heels to wait for the right permits. It's the ghosthunter claiming he needs to spend the night to check out the "cold spots" that's got her body temperature fluctuating.

When Sam Doherty responds to an emergency phone call to cleanse a haunted house in Whispering Cove, the first thing he notices is how Alexis hides her femininity behind baggy coveralls—and how she wants to cover up the old home's beauty with modern frills. As a guy who "sees" things others can't, he sets out to teach her to appreciate the hidden beauty, inside and out.

Scary noises soon send Alexis into Sam's arms, and when a kiss leads to passionate lovemaking, Alexis wonders if it's possible to find common ground in this small town. Or, once the house is "clean", if Sam will disappear faster than a ghostly apparition.

The Whispering Cove Series:

    • Book 1: Wild by Mackenzie McKade
    • Book 2: Wet by Cathryn Fox
    • Book 3: Wicked by Nikki Duncan
    • Book 4: Burned by Nikki Duncan
    • Book 5: Bold by Mackenzie McKade
    • Book 6: Brazen by Cathryn Fox
    • Book 7: Silk by Cathryn Fox
    • Book 8: Stockings by Mackenzie McKade
    • Book 9: Serenades by Nikki Duncan
    • Book 10: Feisty by Mackenzie McKade
    • Book 11: Fiery by Nikki Duncan
    • Book 12: Flirty by Cathryn Fox

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Silk

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Whispering Cove, Book 8

Unwrap a little holiday wickedness...

The pleasures of Christmas. Love. The two things Jon Wilson doesn't think he deserves, thanks to a holiday accident that took his parents. Under pressure from his uncle, Jon returns to Whispering Cove for the annual festivities, but he's counting down the hours until he can hop a Christmas Eve plane back to his Miami medical practice.

Chef Lila Sheppard left the big city and its fast-talking men for Whispering Cove, hoping to settle down with a nice, small-town boy. Until Mr. Picket Fence appears, though, she's not opposed to a tango on the wild side. When Jon shows up—gorgeous, hot and temporary—she figures Santa delivered her Christmas present a few days early.

Soon they're heating up cold, wintry nights, but as they get lost in each other's arms, Lila begins to realize their brief affair has become something more. Yet she wonders if there's enough magic in Whispering Cove to show Jon that love can heal all hearts...and that there's only one place he belongs.

Warnings: Contains enough passion to melt ice, and turn any blustery wintry night into a hot, sultry holiday.

 

  • The Whispering Cove Series:
    • Book 1: Wild by Mackenzie McKade
    • Book 2: Wet by Cathryn Fox
    • Book 3: Wicked by Nikki Duncan
    • Book 4: Burned by Nikki Duncan
    • Book 5: Bold by Mackenzie McKade
    • Book 6: Brazen by Cathryn Fox
    • Book 7: Silk by Cathryn Fox
    • Book 8: Stockings by Mackenzie McKade
    • Book 9: Serenades by Nikki Duncan
    • Book 10: Feisty by Mackenzie McKade
    • Book 11: Fiery by Nikki Duncan
    • Book 12: Flirty by Cathryn Fox

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Publisher: Samhain
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Brazen

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Whispering Cove, Book 6
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A woman on fire with desire. A man with the right equipment to fan the flames.

Josie Wells's libido is in an uproar. Her psychic promised she'd meet Mr. Right—two months ago. Her good-girl image is wearing thin, and when she gets the chance to have a little fun with town bad boy Adam Collins, she decides to go for it. The notorious playboy will be perfect for some no-strings play time until the real thing comes along.

Knowing he goes for the brazen type, Josie pours on the heat to seduce him at the town's Festival. The kiss they share touches off an explosion of passion she never saw coming.

Adam's always been crazy about Josie, but he's never been willing to expose such a nice girl to the Collins Curse. She deserves the big house with the white picket fence—with a man who doesn't have failed relationships written all over his family tree.

As their brief affair starts to become something more—and the town psychic predicts that Josie is destined to be his—Adam dares to hope there's a chance. But then he learns a secret that makes him question what's real...and what isn't.

 

  • The Whispering Cove Series:
    • Book 1: Wild by Mackenzie McKade
    • Book 2: Wet by Cathryn Fox
    • Book 3: Wicked by Nikki Duncan
    • Book 4: Burned by Nikki Duncan
    • Book 5: Bold by Mackenzie McKade
    • Book 6: Brazen by Cathryn Fox
    • Book 7: Silk by Cathryn Fox
    • Book 8: Stockings by Mackenzie McKade
    • Book 9: Serenades by Nikki Duncan
    • Book 10: Feisty by Mackenzie McKade
    • Book 11: Fiery by Nikki Duncan
    • Book 12: Flirty by Cathryn Fox

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Josie followed Lila's gaze until her glance once again fell on Adam Collins. Okay, so clearly the guy was super hot, and clearly Lila wanted a piece of him. Not that she could blame her.

Lila gave a mock shiver. "Jeez, that guy sets my body ablaze with just a simple look." She grinned and arched a playful brow. "Do you think he does house calls for that kind of fire?"

"No, and you should stay away from him." Vic's stern voice caught Josie off guard and had her wondering what it was about Adam Collins that riled her friend so much. Adam might be a playboy, but she also knew he was a nice guy, even though he hadn't spoken to her since she'd returned home from college earlier that year and started teaching at the local elementary school.

"Oh, why's that?" Lila asked.

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"Because you're a nice girl and he's hell-bent on staying single," Vic added.

"Who says I'm looking for anything more?" Lila shot them all a wicked grin and continued, "I mean, come on. Sometimes nice girls just have to have really good, down-and-dirty sex too, you know."

Josie laughed and shook her head, unable to deny that. Not that she'd ever experienced really good, down-and-dirty sex before, considering she'd only slept with one guy in her entire twenty-six years. He'd been a gentle lover, considerate enough, she supposed. The fact that he'd never once brought her to orgasm in the three years they dated back in college, however, did have her thinking she might be flawed in some way.

Lack of orgasms aside, Josie also knew that the fire was missing from their relationship. Plus, he'd never once attempted to tap into or satisfy any of her secret fetishes. Not that she'd ever had the nerve to tell him what they were, or anyone else for that matter. Heck, she doubted she'd even tell J.A.D. about all the scintillating things she'd love to experience. After all, she didn't want anyone to think she was some sort of sexual deviant. But she couldn't help it that she found the idea of having sex outdoors with the chance of getting caught, or having her lover spank her, utterly exciting. Just considering it now had blood rushing through her veins and her body hungering for so much more. She clamped her thighs together as her mind drifted in an erotic direction.

Okay, so she might not be a one-night kind of girl, but if Mr. Right didn't soon appear and help soothe her aching libido, she just might have to rethink her lifestyle choices, because the truth was, she'd gone without sex far too long and was in desperate need of a man's intimate touch-whether he could bring her to orgasm or not.

After Lila turned her attention to the table beside them, Tabby and Vic leaned forward, and from the conspiratorial looks on their pretty faces, Josie braced herself for an inquisition.

Tabby lowered her voice. "So," she said, "since there are no signs of any man with the initials J.A.D., do you think you should forget about what Madame M said and start dating the local men from Whispering Cove?"

Josie grabbed a French fry and dipped it into the ketchup. "The only problem with that idea, Tabby, is that you gals just snagged the last two decent men in town."

With that they both smiled, then Vic said, "Okay, so who says you have to date a decent man?"

Josie jabbed her thumb into her chest. "Uh, I do."

"Why?"

"Why?" Josie asked, dumfounded by the question. Her friends knew her well enough to know that she wasn't about to settle for anyone less than her perfect mate. "Because I want a nice respectable guy and don't want to end up married to anindecent man."

"Who says you have to end up with him?" Tabby asked.

A mischievous look came over Vic's face. "Indecent men do have benefits too, you know."

"Oh really, Vic, and how, pray tell, do you know this?"

Vic pointed a finger and redirected the conversation. "This is about you, remember."

"Okay, fine, so what are you getting at?" Josie asked, deciding to humor her friends.

"Well, while you're waiting for Mr. Decent to come along, why not have some fun with Mr. Indecent?"

Josie's eyes opened wide. "What exactly are you suggesting?"

"I'm suggesting that you need to get out and have an orgasm or two. Look at you. You're all tense and stressed out about finding this guy with the initials J.A.D. While you're waiting for him to come along, why not have some fun? Like Lila said, sometimes nice girls just have to have really good, down-and-dirty sex, too."

Shocked at her friend's scandalous suggestion, but unable to deny that her body was aching for the erotic touch of a man, she asked, "And exactly who do you think I should have this fun with?"

"How about with someone who is always up for a good time? Someone who isn't going to go all serious on you and want more than you can give him?"

"Okay, I'm listening."

Victoria pointed a finger and Josie followed the direction. "How about someone like him?"

"Adam Collins!" Josie blurted out.

"Yeah, why not?"

"Ah, didn't you just warn Lila to stay away from him?"

"That's because they're all wrong for each other."

Josie's head jerked back. "Oh, and you think we're right for each other."

"I didn't exactly say that."

"Then what exactly are you saying?"

"That he's the perfect guy to help you pass the time until Mr. Right comes along."

Josie let her glance wander to Adam as he made his way across the fairgrounds. Oh yeah, he was perfect all right. From his thick hair, his sun-kissed skin, his lean, fit body and size-twelve shoe, the man had perfect written all over him. Perfect trouble, that was.

She swallowed and asked, "What makes you think Adam Collins is the perfect guy for the job?"

"Because you're sweet, Josie. The kind of nice girl that respectable guys want to marry and bring home to their mothers."

Josie rolled her eyes. "And where might I find these respectable guys?"

"With Adam you can have a little fun and not risk him falling for you or making things awkward while you wait for Mr. Right."

Josie took another long pull from her straw, trying to wrap her brain around the idea of her and Adam Collins-together in bed. But when she realized it wasn't all that difficult to imagine, she swallowed hard and said, "Vic, I don't know how you come up with this stuff."

Vic's eyes widened. "So you think it's a good idea then?"

"No, I don't. Besides, Adam has never even given me a second glance. At least not since I've returned from college."

Tabby arched a perfectly manicured brow and questioned, "Oh, so you've noticed him not noticing you then, have you?"

She took a moment to think about Adam, about how his rich, earthy smell reached her nostrils and brought on a shiver when she'd walked past him earlier. Thought about how athletic and sexy he looked standing there outside the sultan's tent, hands jammed deep in his pockets and pulling his jeans low to expose tight, oblique muscles-muscles Josie would love to run her hands along, as well as her tongue.

As heat moved into her stomach, she gulped air and wondered what the hell she was doing. She shouldn't be fantasizing about Adam. She should be concentrating on finding her Mr. Right, because everything about the hot, sexy man who undoubtedly knew his way around a woman's body screamed wrong, with a capital W.

When she realized her friends were waiting for an answer, she blew out a breath and said, "Come on, Tabby. He's a little impossible not to notice, don't you think?"

Tabby sat back in her chair. "So then why don't you go for it?"

"Because whenever he sees me coming, he goes the other way. Clearly I'm not his type. I'm a kindergarten teacher looking for everlasting love. He's a playboy looking for lust, and the kind of girls he goes out with are brazen women, women who are only in it for the sex."

"And that's the only reason you'd be in it too, Josie."

As Josie's body quivered in sensual delight, she bit her lip as thoughts of sex with Adam pinged around inside her brain. Her skin flushed, her sex ached and everything inside her urged her to go for it, to have a little fun with the town's playboy until her future husband came along. As a tremor raced through her blood, her pu*sy fluttered in anticipation and she took a moment to think about what it would take to gain his attention, to get him to finally notice her.

Dear God, she couldn't believe she was actually thinking about it, thinking about having a scandalous affair with Adam Collins.

"So you're going to go for it then?" Vic asked.

"No. Never. And this conversation is over," Josie announced, slamming her palms on the table. But the truth was, now that the two had planted that outrageous idea in her head, it was all she could do to keep her salacious gaze from straying to Adam, Whispering Cove's most eligible bachelor-a man who, according to his reputation, knew how to light a fire in a woman, and, more importantly, knew how to tamp said fire out.

Maybe he really was the guy who could get the job done.

Good Lord, what was she doing? She really, really shouldn't be thinking about Adam like this, thinking about how perfect his hard body was, how his raw sexuality reached out to her and stimulated her body like a lover's caress, or how that sensuous mouth of his would feel on her flesh...

Then again, she was growing tired of waiting for J.A.D. to come along and maybe, just maybe, a little afternoon delight with a hot guy like Adam, a man who was anything but a one-woman kind of guy, was exactly what she needed to help her pass the time, soothe her raging libido and get her through the lonely, cold nights ahead.

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Wet

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Whispering Cove, Book 2
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Celebrity chef Kathleen Wilson has returned to Whispering Cove for her high-school reunion. Tired of big city life, she's looking forward to relaxing in the quaint fishing village. The one thing she's not looking forward to is facing the boy from her past. The boy she turned her back on ten years ago. The same boy she has never gotten over.

Firefighter Trent Parker has never given up on reuniting with his Katy. When he hears she's back in town, he figures the quickest way to show her where she really belongs is to launch an all-out, blatant campaign of seduction. An accident with a fire hose leaves her soaked-and ignites a firestorm of need in them both, with only one way to extinguish the flames.

Soon they're burning up the sheets, but when morning comes and the smoke clears, Katy faces a choice she never thought she'd have to make again. To leave for another ten years...or admit that the heat between her and Trent isn't about to burn out.


The Whispering Cove Series:

  • Book 1: Wild by Mackenzie McKade
  • Book 2: Wet by Cathryn Fox
  • Book 3: Wicked by Nikki Duncan
  • Book 4: Burned by Nikki Duncan
  • Book 5: Bold by Mackenzie McKade
  • Book 6: Brazen by Cathryn Fox
  • Book 7: Silk by Cathryn Fox
  • Book 8: Stockings by Mackenzie McKade
  • Book 9: Serenades by Nikki Duncan
  • Book 10: Feisty by Mackenzie McKade
  • Book 11: Fiery by Nikki Duncan
  • Book 12: Flirty by Cathryn Fox

Intro to WILD, WET & WICKED in Whispering Cove

When three poker playin', rum drinkin' granddads start schemin' more than boats start rockin' in Whispering Cove.

Whispering Cove, Maine is bustling with the excitement of their first ten year high school reunion looming on the horizon. Even the town's favorite grandfathers—Byron Mitchell, Harold Adair and Errol Wilson—are anticipating the return of the young ones. Specifically, their young ones.

The grandchildren who skipped town after graduation and have failed to settle down with a family are coming back for a prolonged visit. During their weekly poker game, Byron, Harold and Errol cook up a plan to keep their grandkids home, or at least see them settled into marriage before they leave. To make things interesting, they place a bet on which grandchild will be the first to the altar, after all they're not going to be around forever and the sound of great grandkids sure would help shake things up a bit in the quaint, touristy fishing village.

When the kids arrive home, the matchmaking games and antics begin as these three men battle each other, and go to great lengths, to win their prideful bet.

 

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Trent Parker didn't want to think about the plates of half-eaten food sitting on the long oaken table before him. Nor did he want to think about the pot of congealed spaghetti sauce waiting to be scrubbed. And he certainly didn't want to think about the suspicious fire up at Dresden Bluff that had caused them all to bolt from the firehouse late last night without finishing the meal he'd spent hours preparing.

But what he really, really didn't want to think about was that Katy Wilson was back in town, or the fact that he'd spotted her coming in under the cover of darkness, hoping to avoid any sort of run-in with him, he presumed.

A scraping sound behind him pulled his attention, and when he turned to see Adam Collins, his best friend and Whispering Cove's most sought-after bachelor, push open the swinging door and step into the kitchen, he shook his head to clear it.

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"Hey, Trent, did you hear Katy's back in town?" Adam asked, as he sauntered across the room to grab a soda from the fridge.

Trent rolled his shoulder, hoping for casual, but the hitch in his voice belied his emotions when he said, "Yeah. So?"

Never one to be subtle, Adam added, "I hear she looks as good as ever."

Adam heard wrong. Katy didn't look as good as ever. She looked better than ever. He'd gotten a good look at her when she'd stopped her SUV at the corner of Main and Little. He was on the sidewalk next to the vehicle, and the overhead lamppost gave sufficient light for him to see her big blue eyes, dark wavy hair, creamy skin and plump lips that had his cock rising up for a front-row seat.

"I wouldn't know, and don't much care."

"So you think she's back for the reunion?"

"What part of I wouldn't know, and don't much care didn't you get?"

"The don't much care part." Adam tossed him a wry grin, and it pissed Trent off that his childhood friend and fellow firefighter could read him like an open book. Adam was as quick as a brush fire sweeping through the white pines. His bright intelligence, good looks and dazzling charm attracted women quicker than a shiny lure attracted fish.

"Is that right?" Adam probed. "You really don't care?"'

"Yeah, that's right."

Adam twisted the cap off his soda and leaned against the table. He got quiet for a moment, a rarity for him since he always had an opinion on everything, then said, "I wonder if I can get her autograph."

Trent shrugged and walked to the sink, turning his back to his friend and their conversation, not wanting to talk or even think about Katy anymore. He flicked on the chrome tap and poured a generous amount of soap into the basin.

"You think she'll give it to me?" Adam pressed, refusing to give up on the subject.

"I'm sure she'll give it to you if you just ask," Trent finally said, hoping to put an end to the discussion. He gestured with a nod. "Grab a cloth and dry."

Adam didn't move. Instead he said, "I wonder what else she'll give up if I just ask..."

Trent spun around. Fire rushed through his bloodstream and raised his anger from simmer to boil, but when he caught the cocky, knowing grin on his friend's face and realized Adam was simply baiting him, he grinned back and shook his head. "Fuck off, Adam."

Adam pushed off the table and clapped Trent on the back. "Come on, Trent. You want her now as much as you always have. Admit it."

"I don't want her." Trent thought about all the girls he'd bedded down with since Katy had left. "I moved on, remember?"

"What I remember is that you fucked nearly every single woman in town after Katy kicked your ass to the curb, yet here you are still pining over her like some lovesick schoolboy. It's pathetic, pal. Just pathetic."

"Adam-"

"Look, why don't you try fucking her? Fucking all those other girls didn't help so maybe fucking Katy Wilson is the only way you're going to get her out of your system once and for all."

"Unlike you, I don't think fucking solves everything."

Adam grinned. "Well it doesn't hurt."

Trent gave an impatient sigh. "Look, I'm not going to fuck her, Adam. I'm not going to do anything with her. I probably won't even see her or talk to her when she's here, so drop it, okay?"

"Fine, if you don't want to fuck her, I will."

"Like hell you will." The words flew from his mouth before he could stop them.

Adam laughed and gave a slow shake of his head. "Yeah, Trent. It's real clear that you've moved on."

Trent was about to open his mouth to voice an argument, but the fire alarm went off. They both dropped everything and bolted to the garage where they found the others already suited up.

Less than five minutes later they were rushing through town and heading back to Dresden Bluff. It was the second time within twenty-four hours someone had lit a fire on the hill. Trent knew the kids were antsy this summer, especially with the unusually high temperatures, and according to his friend, Sheriff Brody McGrath, teens seemed to be getting into more and more mischief lately, but rarely would they return to the scene of a crime and risk getting caught. Whoever was lighting these fires was brazen and it didn't bode well.

But something else was gnawing at him, something about the fact that the fires were set on Dresden Bluff, as if they'd been deliberately ignited at the location he and Katy used to go to make love.

Trent hadn't been back to the bluff in ten years and returning to the site now was simply a reminder of what he'd loved and lost.

They parked at the foot of the bluff and Trent and Adam ran to the top with the hose. Once the small fire was extinguished, Trent moved into the thick brush. He pushed low-hanging branches from his path and sifted through the pine needles looking for hot spots. The fire had been contained near the rocks and he was pleased to see that very little damage had been done.

As the trees closed around him, blocking him from the others, he couldn't help but think about Katy. Being so close to the spot they'd made love unlocked all those buried memories and had him reminiscing about what it felt like to hold her, kiss her, bring her to orgasm beneath the stars as they listened to the waves crash against the rocks. He thought about the way she gave herself over to him, the way she trusted him with her body, her pleasure, her heart. He thought about her unique, arousing scent-honeyed vanilla and sweeter than candy-and the way it always seeped under his skin and filled him with longing.

Jesus, it was so perfect. She was so perfect.

Then she'd left.

"Fuck!"

Trent turned back around and shelved those thoughts to the recesses of his mind, not wanting to travel too far down memory lane. Christ, Adam was right. He was pathetic. Totally fucking pathetic.

Maybe Adam was right about fucking her, too.

The truth was, he'd never gotten over Katy and loved her now as much as he had back then, which was why he hadn't begged her to stay when she said she wanted to move on to bigger and better. It cut to his core when she left, but he couldn't fault her for wanting to experience life outside Whispering Cove. Not everyone was cracked up for small-town living. He knew that truth firsthand.

Right after high school, his mother had gotten pregnant. Some said she trapped his father, but Trent didn't like to believe it. His father had gotten a scholarship upstate, but with a child on the way, he never had the chance to go. Instead, he'd ended up working the fishing vessels like his father before him. His dreams of pursuing a career in engineering were flushed out to sea. Resentment ran deep, and his dad had ended up searching for happiness in the bottom of a bottle. He'd never found it. Instead he found his way to an early grave, his mother not too far behind.

Trent swallowed down the lump in his throat as old, painful memories rose to the surface like air bubbles. Jesus, he never wanted Katy to resent him the way his dad had resented his wife and son. He knew Katy belonged in Whispering Cove, it was in her blood, but if she had to go away to find herself, to forget who she really was and take on the persona of big city girl Kathleen Wilson until she came to that conclusion herself, then who was he to stop her? But deep down he'd thought she'd be back. Thought she'd come home. To him.

He'd thought wrong.

So maybe Adam was right and it was finally time to do something to get over her.

Something drastic.

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