HARD CASE - A Recommended Read by Joyfully Reviewed...

Tres Moran stole glances toward Alek’s table and wondered about the guy who sat with him. Her hostess caught her.
“Interested in big cats now, are you?”
She and Holly had worked clubs like this together as a team for a lot of years now. They’d been together long enough to know each other’s likes and dislikes. The only difference—Hol thrived on the performance. Tres was a watcher. This job would be a piece of cake. Tres hoped to settle down this time. This close to Big Bear and Arrowhead, she could let her leopard enjoy the snow. Hot weather for long periods didn’t suit her.
“Big is not bad at all, but he’s a warm cat. He likes the heat, and he probably has fleas. Plus, I can smell the vamp in his ass from here. And you can’t trust those Kind cats. They’re deadly mothers.”
“You like Alek just fine.”
“He’s one of the good guys, keeps his paws to himself, and tigers like snowy, cold climates.” Tres knew her friend wanted to get it on with the tiger. “Anyway, we’re friends, there’s no attraction there. You know that, Hol. Wish things could be different because he sure is good to look at.”
“Well, the one your eyes are glued to is no slouch. The phrase ‘eye candy’ certainly pops into my mind. A real sweet piece of candy.”
Tres agreed with her assessment. The guy was huge, way over six feet. Those green eyes could drag you to hell and back. And you wouldn’t mind the trip. His mouth held her mesmerized. Lips looked so soft, yet they were held in a tight line of control. Ash-blond hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail that grazed his shoulders. The hair color indicated a difference from other lions. This cat would be white when he changed. Something she’d never seen before. Tres wouldn’t mind a peek under the designer suit he wore. Shit, wouldn’t mind a quick ride either. Okay, down girl, back to work. Tres faced her hostess.
“Did the shipment of Chilean merlot come in?” She looked at Holly.
“Yes, twelve cases of good vintage.”
“Nice. Make sure it gets put up in the cellar. I don’t want it to sit at this temperature long.”
“Taken care of already,” Holly said.

Tres dripped. A state of moist heat settled between her thighs while she watched the guy talk with Alek. He turned her on. If he became a regular customer, her desk drawer would need to be filled with a change of clean, dry underwear. Not her typical reaction to lions. Warm climate cats never turned her on. This one would be trouble. Thank God she had a strict policy about customers. Maybe he’s visiting.
Things had been really slow in her life lately. Over the last five years she’d chosen her partners wisely. The minute Tres felt more than a slight attraction, she ran. By no means would she consider herself promiscuous, but lately the word “celibate” came to mind. If Tres didn’t get some soon, her maidenhead would grow back. Her leopard was even starting to complain. It was bad when a lion turned her on this much.
She stopped at the door of one of the private booths and thought, what the hell? A peek that’s all. The pile of paperwork on her desk could wait to be handled. Tres promised herself it would be next.

Blurb:
Leron Wilder is a jaguar of the Kind species, big cat shifters infected with vampyre blood. Nothing has gone right for Leron since his best friend Jag mated with the owner of the local coffee shop. Stuck training a new cat shifter who’s a badass wannabe, Leron stops by the coffee shop to seek his ex-partner's advice.

Corinne Nelson loves her new home and her new job as a waitress at the Coffee Swirl, and she’s really hoping she won't have to move on this time. Life’s finally looking up -- until the hottest man she’s ever met walks into the shop -- and licks her hand?

Mating is not something Leron is looking forward to. Yet the minute he tastes the new waitress, he knows he’s in serious trouble. She’s a flavor he could find addictive. But she’s not who she says she is, and everything’s falling apart around them. He’s starting to feel like a cat on a hot tin roof…

Excerpt:
"Here's your black coffee." It was her. The silken sound of her voice slid right down to his cock. As she was putting his cup on the table, he tried to touch her hand. She pulled away and the hot liquid sloshed over the side and burned her. The cup rattled in the saucer and tilted over. "Oh, my God, I'm so sorry."
Leron spoke quickly. "It was my fault. Are you okay? Let me look." An angry red blister had already formed. His cat instincts took over and he brought her hand to his mouth and began to lick the red welt. His tongue lapped at her like she was today's special. He had lost his mind and didn't know where the fuck to find it.
Her body trembled and she tried to pull away. "Mister..."
"Let her go."
Jag's tone was soft and non-threatening, but Leron saw red. Best friend be damned. He had no right to tell Leron he couldn't touch her. Suddenly, some sense came back to him. "Cory, right? I'm sorry... I..." He never got to finish. She left so fast, his head spun. He watched her tight ass move away down the aisle. Son of a bitch!
Confusion rained down on him. His heart beat out of control, his lungs were full of her scent, and his dick was ready to explode. The taste on his tongue was divine. He heard Jag's laugh from a million miles away. "What?" The sound of the swinging door to the back drew his attention. Barb stormed their way. Hell.
Jag said, "You're in for it now."
She stopped at the table, and her brow quirked up. He looked down at the spilled mess still there. "Look, you can't come in here and lick my employees. Keep that catty stuff outside. And you," she wheeled around to Jag, "are no better. Why didn't you stop him?"
"For the same reason he couldn't stop me when I wanted you."
Leron's head snapped up, and he looked from one to the other with his jaw hung open. Sometimes their blood bond was a pain in the ass. "No way, dude. No. Fucking. Way."

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BLURB
Getting enough cream is a problem for this cat…

Jag Arizon has a plan to correct that. A jaguar from the Kind species, big cats infected with vampyre blood, he walks in both worlds. Aside from blood, he’s addicted to cream, and only one person can cure him. In convincing her to donate to his cause, Jag gets much more than he bargained for.

Barbara Dorsey, the uptight co-owner of the local coffee shop, has all the cream this cat needs. But she’s only giving it away in dreams to the one man who not only opens the door to her every desire -- he can change her world forever.

EXCERPT
    She unsnapped the button and tore the zipper down. His cock fell out in her hand. It was hot and felt like velvet on steel. His musky scent rose up and made her whimper with desire.
    Barbara dropped to her knees and began to run her hands along his shaft. She let her fingertips brush his balls, and drew a hiss from his lips. Cupping the head of his penis, she smeared the moisture there and used her hand to masturbate him. The tight skin moved back and forth with her motions.
    The teardrops of precum dribbled from the slit on his cock’s broad head and called to her. She slowly descended and flicked her tongue across the tip to collect the fluid. “Mmmm,” she moaned as she slipped her lips over him.
    “Jesus, please,” he begged her with his head thrown back.
Barbara swallowed his whole length and started a slow rhythm of back and forth. Her hair bounced around her head as she licked up and down and sucked his cock while his body quivered.
    She had to catch her breath, and while she did, Barbara kissed and nibbled on his balls. She pulled one then the other into her warm mouth. Releasing them, she ran her tongue back up the tender underside of his erection and took him back in her mouth. He tried to shove it all down her throat. And she took it. Over and over. He was relentless.
    His body bowed as he stabbed his cock into her mouth. “Come up here,” he whispered.
    She stood between his legs and pressed into him. The front of her skirt showed spots of his wetness. His hands dropped down and pulled at the hem until he ripped it right up the front. Barbara gasped in surprise. She felt so wild, so wanton. “What are you going to do?”
    “I’m gonna take what I want.”
    Still trapped between his legs, she leaned into him. His cock jerked against her stomach and made her knees weak. Barbara trembled. He grabbed her full ass in his large hands massaged and stroked her cheeks. Air locked in her throat as his fingers brushed over her puckered anus. Without entering her, he rubbed and played at the rim. She’d never been touched like that and it sent a taboo thrill racing through her body.
    “What do you want?” Her eyes explored his and saw the need stamped in them.
    “You know what I came for.”
    His hands spanned her waist, turned her and lifted her to the desk. Going down on his knees between her legs, he took deep breaths as though he absorbed her scent into his body.
    “You smell like heaven,” he said, so softly she barely heard him. His tongue darted out and grazed her labia. Then long, slow strokes covered her pussy. He delved between the folds with his mouth and took everything. Fingers joined his tongue as he explored her cunt and made her drip more. “So damn good.”
    His tongue poked and stabbed her until Barbara couldn’t hold back. She flooded his mouth with her desire. Wave after wave rushed from her.
    He groaned. “Yeah… cream, sweet cream.”
    He stood and grasped her legs, wrapping them around his waist. His cock slipped noisily into her wet channel. He bent his knees and started to stroke inside of her.

Manic Readers
"Witty and sexual as the cats come out to play"
Hard Case gives us a look at the voyeuristic side as well as from the performer's point of view. It also shows us what a person is willing to go through to win his mate. It is erotic with a touch of humor thrown in here and there.
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The sparks Case and Tres create are like tinder to a flame.  J. Hali Steele definitely knows how to make the most of both the voyeurism and exhibitionism scenes in Hard Case.  Both the erotic tension between Tres and Case and the fulfillment of their desires makes the book sizzle.  Hard Case works on every level and I hope desperately Ms. Steele writes a book for Case’s friend Alek.  Joyfully Recommended! Review by Shayna - read full review at Joyfully Reviewed.
Holly from Whipped Cream Erotic Romance Reviews gave HOT TIN ROOF 4.5 cherries. She says: The characters are fully developed and beautifully complex. The attraction between Leron and Cory is intense and almost immediate, and the scene in the kitchen of the coffee shop is as hot as any I’ve read. I wholeheartedly recommend this to anyone who wants to visit these exotic cats and their friends. But be sure to take plenty of cold drinks and keep the a/c on high. Read more at Whipped Cream.
With Extra Cream received 5 angels! Kimber of Fallen Angel Reviews said With Extra Cream is a fun erotic romance between a hot shapeshifter and a practical woman. Jag is one of the most playful paranormal heroes written. The beginning of the story with him strung out on too many lattes is hilarious. Read full review HERE.

“Damn, why didn’t Patrik tell me this? A female. Hell, this is going to be a long trip.” Fane’s panther felt his distress and scratched at his insides for release.
“Everyone understood about Sans,” Nikol replied. “He was a transgressor. You did what needed to be done. No one blames you. You need to stop blaming yourself. She’s very young and probably won’t know you. You were bound to run into the family sooner or later. Anyway, an hour in, let her do her thing, and an hour back. I’ll probably see you on the compound tonight.”
The likelihood of his name cropping up around the family dinner table was zero. The subject of transgressors had always been taboo. Even though it could happen to any one of them, the Kind avoided the topic like the plague. It was a weakness none of them wanted to acknowledge.
The time to let it go had long passed. But his fear of transgressing didn’t relinquish its hold on him. He had stopped taking the blood as often as he should to maintain his powers and soon it would be evident.
“Yeah, you’re right.” Fane watched anxiously as Edy approached the plane. She was a knockout and he felt his panther change direction. It no longer prowled. It started to purr and the beast waited as she walked towards him.
When she got closer, he saw that kohl lined her sparkling green eyes and gave her an exotic look. Black as ink hair was worn tousled and short. It surrounded a face of stunning beauty. Her cheeks glowed with that just-made-love flush. Small, rounded breasts looked so right on her tall, slender body. Hips that curved sweetly above the longest legs he’d ever seen. They went on and on.
She exuded sex appeal like an expensive perfume.
Sin of TwoLips Reviews said: A Panther’s Flight is a story that shows what it’s like to love and be afraid that love alone may not be enough. J Hali Steele brought out the depth of the story. Although I enjoyed it, I would have liked to have seen more emotion. I felt compassion for the heroine and hero. What I didn’t feel was engrossed in the story. However, I am looking forward to seeing more of J Hali Steele’s work. Read more HERE

Deb from Dark Diva Reviews said:
For me, the compassion and connection between Fane and Edy only made this book more
enjoyable. I struggled right along with them as they came to terms with each other's secrets.
J. Hali Steele did a wonderful job combining these two into this book. You feel their first
meeting as though you are right there with them.
A Panther's Flight is too HOT to miss!

J. Hali Steele lets the spark's fly and the claws come out! Read Deb's full review HERE


T. S. Peters at JERR gave HOT TIN ROOF 4.5 stars. She says:
Although short, this was one of the most entertaining books I have read this season. There wasn't a minute of this book when my eyes weren't melted to the screen. The dialog, emotions and action in Hot Tin Roof will steal your breath away. I don't recommend drinking anything while you're reading this. I made that mistake and it was not pretty. Read more at JERR
Reese from NOR Reviews said:
Steele brings us another vampire tale but with a spin on it.  Panther shifters that have a vampire’s need to take blood when in their human forms.Steele does a good job though of outlining the history and race of the shifter vampires. Read Reese's full review HERE
Xeranthemum from Whipped Cream Erotic Romance Reviews gave 4 cherries and said: A PANTHER'S FLIGHT is a romantic paranormal tale with plenty of emotion, hot sensual buildup with some tantalizing sexual fireworks and a happily ever after that leaves you with a satisfied smile and a melted heart. It’s time well spent. Read full review HERE
Nicole from Bitten by Books said: I enjoyed With Extra Cream!
It is a short tale of a sensual nature...for as short as it was, it was enjoyable. If you are looking for some sizzle during your lunch, then this may be the one for you! Read full review HERE.

 






An act of kindness can change your life--forever.

Griffin Hayes knew what Jenna Sahara was and he didn’t care. So what if she was a member of the Kind? She took his breath away. And his passion for her knew no bounds.

A vampyre infected lioness from the Sovereign Kind, Jenna has never been so drawn to any man more than the mortal Griffin. And he’s fated to be her true mate. Consumed by sadness because she is different, Jenna is determined to have Griffin in her life no matter what.

First she’ll have to save him from her family who holds the power of life and death over him.
Carter Gates, amateur Latin ballroom dancer, is ready to make a move on his sexy new assistant. Bree’s scent intoxicates him, and her lithe body makes it hard to keep his hands to himself. But Carter owns the company and has one rule—hands off the staff. His body isn’t listening.

Bree’s no better off. She has a taste for her new boss, one she can’t quench. Hiding the fact she’s best friends with his partner, and a dancer herself, she slips into a revealing outfit and his arms…just for one night of sexy, hot competition and a highly erotic tango that gives new meaning to “going up in flames”.

Bree’s friend has other ideas—she wants to keep Carter for herself. However, after spending a passionate evening in Carter’s arms, and his bed, Bree wants more. And she’s determined to get it.

Trent Dallion was screwed. Much older than him, the wily little cougar had him by the balls—and he couldn’t get loose. She’d thanked him for killing her brother. Did she mean it? Or was she playing a game of cat and mouse, waiting for revenge.

Peri Montana tasted her destiny in the blood of the jaguar who took her diseased brother’s life. Mountain born and bred, she wanted nothing to do with the desert cat that possessed more vampyre abilities than she was comfortable with. Could she return to the hot desert nights without literally losing her tail?

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Seriously Reviewed said about RHYTHM OF LOVE: SMOKIN' hot sex!!! Oh the sexual tension starts early and POW**** delivers with a bang! :)

Ms Steele delivered some reeeeeeally good loving that had me sweating from the get-go :) I always love it when an author can deliver the goods and leave me happy at the end. Great job Ms Steele I shall keep an eye out for your name in the future :)
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Tiger Lily from Whipped Cream Erotic Romance Reviews gave COUGAR BY THE TAIL 4 cherries. She says: J. Hali Steele writes spicy stories that stick with the reader long after the last page. This story doesn’t disappoint. Peri and Trent grabbed my attention right off, and held me long after I closed the ebook. Ms. Steele also writes with a tenderness and way with description that made me feel like I was there, frolicking on the mountainside with Peri and Trent. Read more at Whipped Cream
"Growl and roar-it's okay to let the beast out."
Aldan Spade, a gambler who is fortunate enough to have luck and success, is surrounded by beautiful women everyday at a gentleman’s club. He keeps his life in tight control to hide a secret from all but his best friends. But when he saw the new hostess, he burned for something more. Her sexy body, her scent stirs a fire in him he can’t extinguish.

Rosemary Carino gave up working the pole in topless clubs long ago. She finds herself thrust back into the business. Staying out of the clutches of Aldan Spade was not going to be easy. Her body melts around him, aches to know his intimately. Hiding her past from him turns out to be much harder than taking her clothes off.
“Why the hell isn’t she at the door?” Ace turned in his seat to see his new hostess. His breath caught in his throat as his tongue tied around itself.
Shit, her backside was spectacular. She wasn’t much taller than five eight. Soft waves of chestnut-colored hair hung to the middle of her shoulder blades, which were bare. The shiny aqua halter dress clung to her like a snake’s skin. She had a tight, shapely ass. If she bent over her hem would ride up enough to show the color of hair between her legs. He hoped she would bend, and prayed she didn’t wear panties. His dick jerked in his slacks.
He could only guess at eye color or if the front of her dress was filled as lusciously as the back. God, he wanted her to turn around. As if she read his mind, she did.
Ginger-painted lips slanted in a sexy smile. A light over the bar shone in brown eyes that glanced sharply around the room. They lit on him and he saw the mischievous gleam as she looked at each of the guys. Christ almighty, his cock leaked. Brown hair and eyes, his dream combination.
“Shit, you could’ve told me,” Ace said to no one in particular.
Ren chuckled. “And miss your reaction? No way. She’s something else, huh?”
“Get a look at all that chocolate hair.” Her firm high breasts were full and mounded from the top of her dress. Nice thighs drifted from beneath the short hem. “And those curves, shit, just like I like ‘em.” He grinned ear to ear.
Chess nudged him back to reality. “You haven’t met her yet.”
She headed their way and Ace licked his lips. Oh. Hell. Yeah. She’d be going home with him tonight. She stopped an arm’s length from table, stood between him and Trace.
“Gentlemen, I see you’re back. Is everything to your satisfaction? Can I get you anything?”
“Champagne, your best. And why don’t you join us?” Ace felt like celebrating. He’d taken a chunk of money from the tables and the night kept getting better.
“Thank you, we’re very busy. Maybe some other time. I’ll make sure your order is placed.”
“I can talk to the manager for you,” he said.
Ace wanted her closer. The scent of musk wafted from her body, enticed and teased his nostrils. The crotch of his pants became very uncomfortable.
“Won’t be necessary. Another time perhaps.” He fell into the pools of melted chocolate directed his way. Not thinking straight, he reached for her hand. She gracefully avoided him and stepped out of reach. “Sir, I’ll make sure your order is handled. I had the pleasure of meeting the others earlier. I’m Rosemary Carino, my friends call me Roe.” She didn’t even extend her hand for a shake.
“Aldan Spade. You can call me Ace.”
“Well, it’s a pleasure to have you stop in and I hope you’ll visit us again, Mr. Spade.” Spinning on her high heels, she left the smell of heaven in her wake.
“Jesus F. Christ. That’s a first.” Ace clamped his jaw shut.
“Yup,” Ren said. “Now, you can pay up.”
“Shit.”
A TOP PICK! Melinda said: Ace of Spades are in three words, hot, sizzling and passionate. Roe and Ace were just right for each other. See more HERE.
Tiger Lily of Whipped Cream Reviews said:

J. Hali Steele writes compelling stories that draw the reader in from the first page. Rhythm of Love is no exception. The characters are life-like, interesting, and fresh. There are plot twists in this story I never saw coming and loved. HERE.