Hearts Aflame Collection IV: 4-Book Bundle

By Melissa F. Hart

I'm proud to release this fourth Hearts Aflame Collection. Thank you for all your amazing support.

Sinful Temptation (A Worthwhile Sin, Book 1)
Sin knows music. She lives it, eats it, breathes it. And now she’s going to report it. All she needs is to land the interview of a lifetime with rock’s sex god, Tate McQueen.

Tate has other plans for Sin. He wants her in his room and naked.

And Sin knows it.

What she doesn’t know is that Tate is willing to offer her something far better than a byline in Rolling Stone.

The Book of Unbound Chains (Hunting Hearts, Book 1)
Tara spends her days teaching at the local college and her nights dreaming of something more, but she never thought that picking up a strange old book at a used bookstore could change her life like this! Before she knew it, there were monstrous winged creatures knocking on her door, and the handsome but mysterious werewolf Mads Magnussen coming through her window!

Tara's careless purchase sets off a chain of events that put her body and her heart to the test, and soon she realizes that there is far more to the world than she has ever considered.

New Beginning (Phases of Passions, Book 4)
A heavily pregnant Erin tries to keep a grip on her sanity as the world around her ceases to make sense. Sean, the father of her unborn baby, is gone. He left amid utterances that he was a werewolf and cursed. Erin dismissed his words as madness but now as her due date approaches, she finds her home under siege. At night, she listens in terror to the sounds of shrill howls that circle her property.

Erin is all alone and something or someone is lurking outside in the darkness. Is she in danger or has she been driven to the brink of madness? What if there was some truth to Sean’s curse?

Cry Wolf (Broken Wheel Wolves, Book 4)
In Cry Wolf, the ‘wolf problem’ in Broken Wheel, Wyoming takes a very personal turn for Sheriff’s Deputy, Jade Lundgren. When beloved local rancher Duke Minton turns up dead from an apparent wolf attack, Jade desperately wants to find the real killer in order to protect Conall O’Faolán. Not only is Conall being blamed for the increase in wolves in the area, Jade realizes that she can’t ignore the profound connection she feels to the sexy Irishman, or the fact he’s trusted her to keep his true nature a secret. To make difficult matters more confusing, handsome bomb tech ‘Boomer’ Harkness makes his romantic interest in Jade known, and the beautiful Irish shapeshifter Aoife has her own plans for Conall.

• Language: English
• Publisher: MFH Ink Publishing
• Release date: Apr 12, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310840937

Melissa F. Hart

I started writing romance fiction since I was 16 years old. I'm now a published writer thanks to the wonderful world of ebooks.I live in Canada and I love the winter months. As you can see, I wrote several books related to the winter holidays.I'm not represented by an agent and I'm a proud indie. I have learned how to create websites and edit images, design book covers, etc. All my books and what you see on this website I have created myself.I'm currently a certified accountant but my dream is to be a full-time independent writer of hot erotic romance books.

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Hearts Aflame Collection IV: 4-Book Bundle

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Table of Contents

Sinful Temptation

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

The Book of Unbound Chains

New Beginning

Cry Wolf

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Sinful Temptation

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Synopsis

Sin knows music. She lives it, eats it, breathes it. And now she’s going to report it. All she needs is to land the interview of a lifetime with rock’s sex god, Tate McQueen.

Tate has other plans for Sin. He wants her in his room and naked.

And Sin knows it.

What she doesn’t know is that Tate is willing to offer her something far better than a byline in Rolling Stone.

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CHAPTER ONE

Thrumming bass reverberated up through the alcohol-stained concrete beneath Sin’s feet. It would take a lot more than a little slosh and sticky to ruin tonight for her. She gyrated and pumped her hips to the beat, swaying with the crowd, alone in a sea of bodies while she waited for Genna to come back with more beer. Sin had counted every day of the two long months for tonight’s concert, and she was already panting with the aching need to see rocker bad boy Tate McQueen take the stage. Oh, he did things that made her achy and throbbing.

I saw him! Genna squealed in Sin’s ear and sloshed beer over the rims of their plastic cups. Sin took a deep drink, hoping to quench the thirst building low in her belly, but she knew no one but Tate would be able to slake it. She fingered the edge of her backstage pass. They’d agreed to stay out front until after the first couple songs, then they’d head back to beat the rush of groupies. All Sin wanted was an up-close brush with that hard lean body of his.

The cover band finished their song and the lead singer bent the microphone close to his lips. Are you ready for the one, the only, Tate McQueen?

The already frenzied crowd swelled and surged, pressing Sin into Genna. They giggled and screamed with the other groupies, pumping their fists into the air. Tonight was going to be the best night ever. Tomorrow morning might be a different story when her alarm went off, but that was a long six hours away. Sin drained her cup and crumpled it beneath her spiked heel. She ran her fingers up the sides of her tight leggings and over her plump thighs. Genna glanced over and bumped her hip against Sin’s. She answered back and sent Genna a few feet sideways with a flick of her wide curves. Sometimes being a big girl had its advantages. A wide grin made the apples of her cheeks burn.

All the times had their advantages.

These hips had earned them their backstage passes, and she wasn’t about to stop using them now.

Genna lifted her arms and twirled in the tight space, pumping against a drunk girl to her left and a stoned guy to her right. Sin laughed and danced with the crowd, moving as one big body of motion.

The main lights dimmed and stage lights came up, sending the decibel level of the arena to an ear-splitting degree. Sin didn’t hear any of it over her own voice. It was almost time. Her nipples throbbed and puckered beneath the thin black tank and the lace edge of her bra was like a hacksaw slicing against her overripe aching skin. Tonight would be a dream come true if she could get within ten feet of him.

She searched the darkness and moaned inwardly, Oh, to see those blue eyes up close . . .

His drummer ran on stage and settled onto his stool, drumsticks ticking a sensual rhythm that matched the pounding of Sin’s heart. Both the bass player and lead guitarist rose from the smoke swirling in the lights behind the amps. Sin’s chest tightened as her eyes flicked back and forth rapidly in search of him.

Genna gripped her upper arm. Do you see him? Do you?

Sin rose up on her toes and strained forward, supported by the thousands of bodies surrounding her. Even ten feet away from the stage, she felt like the Grand Canyon separated her from Tate’s space.

Then a spotlight illuminated the darkness on stage left, and her breath gushed out of her. He was more beautiful than she remembered. His chiseled jaw, dusted with a short beard tensed, and his square lips pressed against the microphone as the crowd drowned out his first lyrics. Tousled dark hair concealed his piercing blue eyes, and he brushed it off his forehead and looked straight at her.

Straight. At. Her.

She swooned. Literally swooned and the entire arena spun as if she stood on the axis of the world’s largest top. He sang the song while he stared at her, his smoldering gaze stripping every secret away. For the first time since hearing his music, she was immobilized and couldn’t move a muscle to the music. One cheek lifted in an all-knowing smile. He got this in every town, every night. Sin was just one more pretty face in a sea of pretty faces.

And she didn’t care one bit.

Tomorrow night he’d be singing this song to some other groupie a thousand miles away. But right now, tonight, he was hers.

And she wasn’t going to miss a minute of it.

Her voice finally unfroze, and she screamed his name at the top of her lungs, then sang the rest of the song with him, returning his stare with every raw bit of lust she felt for him.

He finished the song and gave a short nod to her. Not the girl beside her, or the one behind her. Sin refused to think that he’d been looking anywhere but straight into her soul.

Well, hello, Cleveland.

The crowd screamed and Sin went deaf in her left ear. Tate paced back and forth within an inch of the stage lip. Hands grabbed at his pants and shoes. Sin’s fingers twitched, but she and Genna had made a conscious decision to stay toward the back of the standing room only so they could slip out early and go backstage. There would be plenty of time for touching.

CHAPTER TWO

Once again, Sin’s size proved to be her best asset as she pulled Genna along through the twiggy groupies lined up along the hallway. A few had passes like hers, but most of them were just hoping to get a glance of Tate, clogging the line. Sin wasn’t about to wait in a stupid line and chance missing out. Excuse us. Emergency. Coming through.

Genna gripped her arm like a tiny tugboat pulled along behind a yacht. Over the perfumed, mini-skirt clad bodies she spotted her friend who’d given them the passes. Sin waved and caught his attention, and a surge of power ripped through her guts as his stern face softened, traveled down her body, then back up. Sin put a little extra swing in her stride as they approached, knocking another Twiggy aside.

He extended his hand and she settled hers against his palm and smiled up at him.

You made it.

Sin lifted her badge. Thanks to you.

He stepped aside and signaled for them to enter the massive glass doors behind him. The line stood at attention and pushed forward, but he quickly shut the door behind them and resumed his stone-faced guard.

Inside, Sin and Genna gasped with surprise. Tables and tables of food and drink filled half the small space and cozy loveseats filled the other half.

Genna pressed against Sin’s side. Oh my.

Sin grinned and stepped to a table of éclairs and pastries. Indeed. Every possible delicacy sat piled on one of the tables. Desserts on one, seafood, sushi, silver platters of who-knows-what filled others. She inhaled the delectable scents and popped an éclair. Cream burst on her tongue, and the light crust melted against her teeth. She savored the flavors and swallowed, then licked the crumbs from her fingers.

Soft music piped through the speakers overhead, and Genna stepped timidly away toward the bar. They have everything.

Can I pour you ladies a drink?

Sin spun around as a man pushed through swinging doors in the far corner of the room. Perfectly sculpted from his round shoulders that flowed in harsh lines into his biceps, straining against his white tuxedo shirt, to his lean hips that barely held up his black, creased pants. A crisp black tie settled against the tanned skin of his neck, and Sin had a quick image of him wearing only that while he pumped and ground those hips on a stage to blaring music. He carried a tray of martini glasses and changed course to walk right between the girls. His gaze raked Sin’s body and did the same to Genna, smiling invitingly at both of them. Sin winked and followed him to the bar, enjoying the view of his tight, round ass.

Genna ordered apple