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Captured is now available to purchase with the beautiful new cover. Have you read the book that reviewers can’t stop talking about?
“CAPTURED by this amazing love story!!!”
“5 out of 5 STARS!”
“I wish I could give this book 10 stars!”
“…Uplifting emotions that captured my heart completely as this story showed me the amazing endurance of love, hope, and second chances. ”
“ This book made me cry and laugh, which is what a truly good book should! ”
“ Jasinda and Jack did an amazing job developing characters and a strong story line. ”
Purchase Links for Captured:
Beta is coming along great and I can’t wait for you to read it. You may have recently seen that I put a warning on the book’s blurb. Yes, this is going to be a book that might test some boundaries. I’ve been surprised by the journey I’ve been on with these characters. Roth is one wild ride! I think you will all be freaking out when you read this one; just remember that you were properly warned.
You can preorder Beta as well as Trashed and Falling Away at Amazon, iBooks and Kobo.
You can find Jack and I at these upcoming events:
Last but not least, Jack and I are so excited to announce that we will be bringing you not only books, but bottles in 2015 as well. Many of you know that we bought an orchard and vineyard in Northern Michigan last year, and we’ve been working really hard to get it up and running. We will have Wilder Wines coming to you in 2015! You can join the excitement by liking our Facebook page, here: https://www.facebook.com/WilderWines
We will have lots of exciting giveaways as we prepare to pour out the first bottles. Join in the fun!
I want to wish you all a happy and safe Labor Day weekend.
As always thank you for all the love and support. We couldn’t do this without you!
Jasinda and Jack!
This isn’t a story about war, this is a story about love.
Check out what all the 5 and 6 star reviewers are saying:
“Jack and Jasinda Wilder have “Captured” me with this amazing story. Not only is it incredibly suspenseful and fast paced, at its core it is essentially a fantastically written romance with all the grit and steam you can imagine. This book gets five wickedly wild stars, and I hope this is not the last collaboration book between this husband and wife team.” – Three Chicks and Their Books
“Be prepared for a rush of emotions. All the feelings. Every. Last. One. This is a roller-coaster ride. Jack and Jasinda are the power couple of words, using multiple layered stories to create reading bliss. CAPTURED is a standalone but is told alongside its predecessor, WOUNDED. WOUNDED was impressive but CAPTURED will captivate your heart. By far this is my top Wilder read.” – The Book Avenue Review
“A story to be devoured. Richly furnished with mounds of raw emotion, woven with definitive detail making CAPTURED an irresistible page-turner. A must read!” -Brandi Money
”THIS is why I read. To feel the blood rushing through my veins, to feel my heart race, to feel my lungs seize as I gasp for breath. To feel the heat of lust, the terror, and fear. To feel devastating heartbreak and intense joy. To feel. To feel. To feel. This book is EVERYTHING.”- Cristal Haynes
“CAPTURED not only highlights the horrors of the warfront, it also spotlights the pure joy of finding love. The sexual chemistry and romance between Derek and Reagan is smoldering. 6 STARS” – Smut Book Junkie Book Reviews
My legs wrap around his torso, holding him to me. My arms snake around his neck; he’s supporting himself partially out of the water with the strength of his arms alone.
His face is level with mine, his mouth slanting, closing in. “Stop me,” he whispers.
I exhale, my palm touching his jaw, and I close the distance between my lips and his.
God, god, god.
Lips alone, at first. Meeting, moving, melding. Then his tongue and mine venture out in the same moment, touch and tangle. Things jangle in the back of my head. Warning flags flap and klaxons blare, but they’re stilled and silenced by the taste of his mouth, by the solidity of his waist between my legs, his stomach pressing teasingly against my damp aching core, that long-ignored part of me.
Oh, there’ve been any number of time over the years when my fingers have eased the ache in the long nights alone, but that is so, so inadequate. Dreams and fantasies cannot begin to compare to the heat and strength of a man’s body against your flesh, of his mouth on yours, his chest hair tickling and scratching, his stubble scraping your upper lip and chin as you kiss and the way you can feel his muscles rippling and shifting as he begins his conquest to possess you.
When he arches his back and hovers over you, palm beside your ear, breath on your cheek, in that moment, all those sensations fade to background beauty, because the sole focus of your existence is the thick hard presence of his cock against your softest place, and you feel yourself wet and warm and ready for him, aching for him, needing him, needing to feel that perfect soul-swelling fullness, the completion of being joined.
A breath and the slightest shift of muscles are all that stand between us.
My hands are on his back, on his shoulders, caressing and smoothing in circles, pulling, sliding from shoulder blades to the broad expanse of his back. Balance shifts, and I fall backward to the grass, blades pricking my shoulders, and my hands find the hard swell of his taut ass. He’s above me, still kissing me, totally out of the water now, one knee between my thighs. One hand supports him, planted in the turf beside my face, the other sweeping up the curve of my waist to my breast, sagged to the side by gravity.
They were once high and firm, my tits. Pregnancy swelled them, milk stretched them, nursing changed them. There’s a moment of discomfort, embarrassment, self-consciousness. That moment is erased by his palm against the weighted side of my boob, lifting it, caressing it reverently.
His mouth leaves mine.
Descends. Lips touch my clavicle.
“You are…so beautiful.” His words float up to me, make me swallow hard against the sudden glut of emotions charging through me.
I haven’t felt beautiful or feminine in so, so long. Four words, a heartfelt compliment, the wonder rife in his tone making it clear he means it down to the depths of his desire. Four little words, and I’m wrecked.
“Jack and Jasinda Wilder have “Captured” me with this amazing story. Not only is it incredibly suspenseful and fast paced, at it’s core it is essentially a fantastically written romance with all the grit and steam you can imagine. This book gets five wickedly wild stars, and I hope this is not the last collaboration book between this husband and wife team.” - Three Chicks and Their Books
“Be prepared for a rush of emotions. All the feelings. Every. Last. One. This is a roller-coaster ride. Jack and Jasinda are the power couple of words, using multiple layered stories to create reading bliss. Captured is a stand-alone but is told alongside its predecessor, Wounded. Wounded was impressive but Captured will captivate your heart. By far this is my top Wilder read.” - The Book Avenue Review
Many of you know that The Preacher’s Son was actually my very first attempt at a steamy romance series. I was just getting my feet wet into a more erotic story and this was the result. I love the idea of a mature woman and a more inexperienced hot, younger man. It’s a fun fantasy I know many women have. I never did a print version of this series, and over the years I’ve had tons of people ask for one. Well, when Sarah Hansen showed me this photo, I just KNEW I needed to use it for an omnibus version of this series. I hope you enjoy this collection, which includes all three of the Preacher’s Son stories. Both the print and ebook versions are now available.
Amazon ebook: http://amzn.to/1AqmQmB
Amazon paperback: http://amzn.to/X4QWgg
Kobo and iBooks: Should be up very soon!
Also make sure to keep an eye out for some really exciting things I have happening with the release of Captured. My editor told me this morning that this is her favorite of our stories so far. I really think it’s one that you will fall in love with. Don’t forget you can preorder that one now:
Thanks so much for reading. I have the best readers.
Have a great week!
To purchase at Amazon:
Falling Away http://amzn.to/1lBoqZ3
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To purchase at Kobo:
Falling Away: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/falling-away-2
- Thank you so much for clicking and reading! I can’t wait for you to read these stories.
Have a wonderful weekend.
First, I want to say THANK YOU. It’s so difficult as an author who writes in as many sub-genres of romance to make great relationships will all these little blogging communities and groups. I’ve been lucky to work with so many of you. Your support of my work means so much to me. I like to think of bloggers as book cheerleaders and super-readers. You are the best at shouting out your love for books and that’s just so cool. You rock! I’ve been working hard on a bunch of new books I have coming out from now to the first week of next year. All of them are sequels to books you probably have heard of. Since I know that everyone has different tastes, I want YOU to pick which books you would like to promote or highlight on your blog.
August 12th – CAPTURED (WOUNDED) – *standalone sequel
October 21st – BETA (ALPHA) – *sequel
November 25th- TRASHED (STRIPPED) – *standalone sequel
And January 6th FALLING AWAY (FALLING UNDER) – *sequel
I’ve decided I can’t do formal tours for these books since I have them coming back to back. I’m honestly not sure how effective tours are anymore and I think they are a TON of work for both you and me. I would still love to work together with you to get the word out and thank your followers, who are also my readers.
If you are interested in reading any of these books, please send me an email at firstname.lastname@example.org. When you send it please link your review for the previous book. I would also like to know what your plans are for your specific blog and this title. If you have out-of-the box ideas, I would LOVE to hear them. I will be picking 10-15 blogs to partner with me for each title. I won’t be picking based on numbers, I just I really want a good variety of readers and cheerleaders. So, please don’t think your blog is too small.
If you have any questions please feel free to email. I can’t wait to hear from you!
Thomas, my love.
I’m writing this in our bed. You’re lying next to me, sleeping.
There’s so much I wish I could say to you, but I know time is short. You ship out tomorrow. Again. I can’t say it doesn’t bother me. It does. Of course it does. It hurts every time. I act brave for you, but I hate it. I hate watching you lace up your boots. I hate watching you pack your bag. I hate watching you straighten your tie in the mirror. I hate how goddamned sexy you look in your uniform. Most of all, I hate kissing you goodbye, hate watching you turn around, your broad back straight as you disappear down the jetway. I hate that your eyes are dry when mine are wet.
I hate all that. I know I signed up for it when I married a Marine. I knew from the very beginning that you’d go into combat. I knew it, and married you anyway. How could I not? I loved you so much from the very beginning, from the first time I saw you, all those years ago.
You remember? I was visiting my brother at Twentynine Palms, and I saw you running with your unit. You looked right at me, and I knew in that very instant that we were going to be together forever. You dropped out of rank, ran over to me. You kissed me. Right there, your drill instructor yelling at you, in front of half the damn base. You didn’t even ask my name. You just kissed me, and rejoined your unit. You got in a lot of trouble for that stunt. But you found me. You knew my brother, who was walking with me at the time. You asked him who I was a few days later. He said he’d let you have a shot if I was willing, but if you broke my heart, he’d break your face. You showed up at my hotel room dressed in civvies. You took me to Olive Garden and we got drunk on red wine. We made love that night in my hotel room. You remember that night? I do. I remember every single moment.
Just like I remember every other moment of our lives together. Eight years. Did you know that? You ship out tomorrow, and tomorrow is the eight-year anniversary—to the day—of the first time we met, when you kissed me.
God, Tom. You know why I remember every single moment? Because for most of our ten years together, you’ve been deployed. Three tours in Iraq, about to ship out for your third in Afghanistan. I miss you, Tom. Every day, I miss you. Even when you’re home, I miss you, because I know you’re always about to leave again.
But this time? This ship-out? It’s the hardest. So hard. I can’t take it. Can’t stand it. I can’t, Tom. I can’t watch you leave again, knowing you could die. You might not come back. You didn’t tell much of what happened with your friend from your unit, Hunter, when he went MIA, but I know it was painful for everyone. He came back, thank god, but you were a mess. You called me from the base. You were going crazy with worry. You thought he was dead. Your friend Derek was injured too. I remember all that. And I just…I don’t think I could handle it if that happened to you.
Especially not now.
I’ve gone in circles over this a million times in my head. I’ve nearly told you so many times. But I just can’t. It’ll make it harder for you to leave, and I know it’s hard enough as it is. It’ll make it harder for me if I told you in person. You’re going to be mad at me for not telling you. I know, and I’m sorry. But this is just the only way that makes sense to me.
I’m pregnant, Tom.
I’m going to have your baby.
I wasn’t sure, at first. I thought maybe it was just stress of knowing your leave was ending making me miss my period. But then I took a test. Three of them, actually.
I’m pregnant. God, I’m pregnant. I’m going to have a baby.
Please come home to me, Tom. Come home alive. No matter what, you have to come back. I need you. Our baby will need you.
I love you so, so much, Tom. More than I’ll ever be able to say. You’ll be fine. You’ll come back to me. To US.
Always, always yours,
P.S.: I hope it’s a boy. I want him to look just like you.
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Hi readers! Happy weekend!
I hope everyone is having a great summer! Gosh, it was such a long winter up here in northern Michigan. I was starting to think it would never end. I’m wishing for many days of fun and sun. If you are looking for a HOT book to enjoy by the pool or on the beach, please consider picking up Jack and Djinn. Available now! This book has a bit of everything, steam, magic, suspense, sex.
I hope you all enjoy it! Thanks so much for always reading and reviewing. My readers ROCK!
Please continue to check my website (www.jasindawilder.com) for updated event and book info. You can always chat with me on Facebook and Twitter too!
Have a great weekend!
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Miriam’s life is a hot mess. Ben won’t let her go and she knows she can’t take anymore. She simply will not and cannot withstand another insult, another drunken rage, another blow. But she has nowhere to go, no one to help her.
One night, Ben’s alcohol-fueled abuse explodes hotter than it ever has before, and Miriam isn’t sure she’ll survive it this time.
Then Miriam meets Jack. Sweet, handsome, brave, and totally unafraid of the strange and often scary things that have begun happening whenever Miriam’s emotions run high.
As things between Miriam and Jack heat up, so does Ben’s jealous rage, as well as the mysterious fire that seems to burn hotter and hotter inside Miriam. She quickly discovers two things: one, that she has a lot more power and strength hidden within herself than she’d ever imagined, and two, that Jack’s gentle, unwavering love can heal a lifetime of wounds and scars.
Will they survive to explore all that could be between them?
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