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Guilty pleasures can heat the coldest winter night…

Fire, Book 1

There’s never been any question in Rachel Ashberg’s mind. Jackson Brooks is the one, and they both know it. The problem? Thanks to his unbreakable rule—never date his twin sister’s friends—he’s completely off-limits. Even if they can’t imagine being with anyone else.

It’s been over two years since their last encounter, when they gave in—just once—to their passion. Now, as the Brooks twins’ milestone birthday approaches, Rachel and Jackson are about to meet again at a gorgeous mountain resort. Needing something to take the edge off the desire that has never faded, she indulges in a fling with sexy stranger Garreth Halt. He even makes her forget Jackson for a while. Or…maybe not.

When she mentions Jackson’s name in passing, Garreth picks up on all the hidden undertones in her voice. And he brings Jackson into their bed, if only in a fantasy they play out together. Funny thing about Garreth’s fantasies, though. Even the most improbable, impossible ones have a way of becoming reality…

Warning: Enough heat is contained within these pages that you won’t even notice the winter cold. You might fall in love with Jackson—the real-life hero, determined to protect his sister from further pain—but it’s the handsome stranger, Garreth, who’ll take your breath away.

(Please note: This book has been previously published)


Jesus Christ and holy fuck. Rachel was aroused. Garreth, the stupid fuck, had pulled her away from the table and fed her some crock of shit. Whatever the bastard had told her had worked.

Rachel’s cheeks were flushed and her nipples poked at the black stretchy top she wore. She looked as though she were about to jump Garreth right there, at the bar.

But she didn’t. Instead she stumbled off her chair and walked away. Headed to…?

Jackson didn’t stop to check. Acting on instinct, he got up and followed her.

She rounded a corner, in the direction of the kitchen. And bathrooms. And a door leading out to what had to be the back of the restaurant.

A second before she pushed open the door to the Ladies’, he caught her back against his front and without saying a word, steered her towards the door leading outside.

She gasped and twirled her head to see who’d taken her captive. “J-Jackson? What on earth?”

He didn’t respond. Couldn’t. His blood boiled. Rage ran through his veins. It was one thing that she’d fucked someone else. It was another thing altogether getting aroused by that someone else, in front of him.

The scent of rain hung in the air. Icy air ripped the breath from his lungs. It stung his cheeks and made his eyes water. He didn’t care. The second they were outside, he swung Rachel around, pressed her flat against the wall and crushed his mouth to hers.

Holy smoke.

Dear God.

Her lips. Her full, ripe lips. Kissing him back. Pressing against his with the same urgency he felt. They did him in. Stripped away whatever self-control he had left. He swept his tongue inside her mouth, losing himself to her taste.

Twelve years he’d loved her. Twelve years he’d tried to deny himself.

Why? What for?

So she could sleep with another man? Fall in love with someone else?

No fucking way. Rachel was his. They’d both known it from the start. They’d both tried to deny it and never succeeded.

And this here was the very reason they’d failed. The passion that flared between them was too real to deny. The love that blazed just refused to be extinguished.

He pressed himself against her, chest to chest, groin to hips, thighs to thighs. His cock, already hard from watching Rachel with Garreth, now ached with repressed desire. He burned for her. Burned for them. Bled for what they should have together—but never could.

Rachel was his. She was born to be with him. He was born to be hers. Distance and time had done nothing to dim that knowledge.

She moaned in his mouth, ground herself against his erection.

Frigid wind sliced over the back of his neck, but holding Rachel in his arms had him so fucking hot he barely felt it.

Something wet touched his lips. Wet and salty.


Though it almost killed him, he pulled away from their kiss and rested his forehead against hers, breathing hard. The ache is his groin increased, but he shoved it to the back of his mind. He brushed his thumb against her cheek and found it wet.

“You’re crying.” The knowledge stabbed at his heart.

“We’re resorting to this again?” she asked in a broken voice. “Stealing kisses out back? Where no one can see?”

Christ, this wasn’t what he wanted. It wasn’t what either of them wanted.

With all his heart, Jackson wished he could lift her up and carry her through the restaurant. Carry her openly, for everyone to see. Carry her back to the hotel and into his room. Make love to her without the guilt of knowing he was betraying his sister.

“The way you were looking at Garreth… Fuck, Rach. You’re ripping my heart out.”

“H-how was I looking at him?”

He growled low in his throat. “Like he was breakfast.”

Rachel swallowed audibly before murmuring something so soft he couldn’t hear her. “What did you say?” he was forced to ask.

“Garreth wants to have a threesome,” she whispered. “Him, me and you.”

Jackson groaned out loud. He couldn’t fucking believe Garreth had told her. He also couldn’t fucking believe how hard his dick was.

“I-I said no. We couldn’t do that. Not to Jenna.”

Jackson took a very deep breath. “You said no. But is that what you want?”

Rachel didn’t answer. But her shaking body gave her away. Her breasts heaved against him, her nipples torturing his chest.

“You want it, don’t you?”

Her breath quickened, but she still didn’t answer.

Something twisted in his chest. “You want to sleep with him and with me.”

“I do,” she said at last. “God help me, but I do.”


divider1-whiteI have never read Jess Dee before and I was pleasantly surprised. Winter Fire was totally hot and I loved every minute of it. If you’re looking for a short, steamy read, Winter Fire is a perfect fit.”

(Reviewed by Tara)

Fallen Angel Review: Five Angels


divider1-white“The story itself was perfect.  Add in a few surprising twists to these characters and this story is one explosive read with a very entertaining plot. The sexual chemistry is through the roof and is hot enough to melt the snow outside their resort. If you are looking for a fast-paced read full of hot sex and detailed characters, this is the book for you.”

(Reviewed by Jacquelyn R Ward)

The Romance Studio: Five Hearts


divider1-white“I’ll probably still be having daydreams about this one for days to come. I can’t say it enough; this is an all out winning story! It has everything I look for in a story; great sex, even better characters and a storyline that makes it all real. Perfect!”

 (Reviewed by Stefani Clayton)

JERR: Five Stars


divider1-white“WINTER FIRE is a sexy, passionate read that tests the boundaries of friendship and how much you’re willing to sacrifice to protect loved ones.”

(Reviewed by Chrissy Dionne)

Romance Junkies: Five Blue Ribbons


divider1-white“I enjoyed this story on many levels. Yes, it is a very hot and sexy story, but there is a poignant thread of love almost lost forever running through it. I laughed, and then I cried at the very touching emotions revealed by the three main characters in this marvelous and passionate story.”

(Reviewed by Holly)

Whipped Cream Reviews: Four and a half Cherries


divider1-white“I love friends to lover stories and I think this one is going to go on one of my favorite list! The story line in this book is fantastic. I never saw parts coming, oh and the parts I did see were fan-freaking-tastic.”

(JBP Reviews, Five Stars) 

Book Facts

Series: Fire Series, Book 1

Publisher: Book Boutiques

Publication Date: 11 April, 2017

Genre: Contemporary, Erotic Romance

Length: 86 pages

ISBN-13: 9781946363343

Cover Artist: Valerie Tibbs