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 Ronnie Sears has a college degree, a promising future, a boyfriend, and a plan. But, her perfect life comes crashing down around her in the blink of an eye. Arrested, framed for drug smuggling, and facing years behind bars, Ronnie sees no choice but to run. Only she can prove her innocence.Nikko Marino is a sexy, devastatingly charming bounty hunter. His job, as told to him by his older brothers, is to keep an eye on the curvaceous blonde. Make sure she doesn’t run. But what his brothers don’t know is that he and Ronnie have a past. He and the Ice Princess are more than mere passing acquaintances. She makes his blood burn, and he  knows how to warm up this woman.

Nikko wants to prove himself, but this beauty might just take him down. With his reputation on the line, will Nikko, the hot-blooded youngest Marino, fall for this temptress? Will he be able to protect this beautiful bounty from herself, from the man who framed her, but most importantly can he protect his heart?

Beautiful Bounty is the first book in The Bounty Hunters – The Marino Bros.
Suspenseful, erotic, and romantic, these books are packed with passion, sex and characters you will love. What more could you want?

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I am undecided as to who it was that was suffering from really bad timing with the way Ronnie kept happening upon Nikko in compromising positions. Ronnie really liked Nikko and kept getting her feelings crushed by scenes that seemed to support his player reputation. At the same time, Nikko really liked Ronnie and the encounters kept sending her running away from him – at least he was able to acknowledge how things probably looked to her even though he knew that it really wasn’t what it looked like. So not only was Nikko up against bad timing, he was also having to deal with Ronnie’s feelings of betrayal by her ex-boyfriend, Gary. Considering that Gary tried to smuggle drugs into the country using her scuba equipment and then left her holding the bag, let’s just say Ronnie’s mistrust of men was well founded.
I have to admire Ronnie’s ability to keep it together. Hers was an unenviable situation with almost no signs of hope considering the way the evidence was stacked against her and while no one wants to contemplate being in such a situation, I cannot imagine holding it together as she did. Ronnie has a fire and strength of character that makes her ability to keep taking the hits she does seem realistic. Of course, the BBQ scene was freaking hilarious and well in line with the spitfire she was proving to be. As
for Nikko, his character fluctuated just a tad from time to time, with his actions making him seem younger than he was – it was nothing major, nor something specific I can point to, but it was just enough to prevent me from connecting with his character. By the end of the book, his actions better
reflected his age and profession, thus making the story’s resolution believable.
While I might not have loved Beautiful Bounty, I did enjoy reading it. The chemistry between Nikko and Ronnie was palpable, which is why when they got angry with one another the sparks definitely flew. The sex scenes ranged from good to hot, but this again was likely due to my failure to connect fully with Nikko in parts of the book. Ms. Nightingale has created a great supporting cast and I can only hope that as the series goes on to address each of the brothers, that we will also get updates on Ronnie’s mother because I really liked Lou. Beautiful Bounty has The Bounty Hunters – The Marino Bros. series off to good start.  

Ronnie knew she was drunk because this was just feeling so good. She needed to stop him. But somehow she couldn’t. He smelled so damn good. The cologne, the sea breeze, the wind, and his tongue trailing down her neck had her senses spiraling. That and the three glasses of champagne she had consumed. His lips and teeth nuzzled her neck, little nips that felt like tiny explosions.  His hand slid up her rib cage. She felt the timeless exploration under her breast as he tested its weight. He gently squeezed, and then flicked her nipple beneath the thin material of the bridesmaid gown she wore. He pulled the cup down and a cool blast of night air hit her before his mouth descended on the tiny bud. His mouth was hot. Oh yes! His tongue divine as it titillated her even further. She was the opposite of senseless. She was on fire.
Nikko couldn’t believe his luck. The blond beauty had given him the cold shoulder whenever their paths crossed. But, the little ice princess had warmed up to him. All it had taken was a few drinks, a few dances, and a few suggestions whispered in her ear. He murmured his appreciation around the mouthful of the most amazing breasts he had ever seen in his twenty six years. This little spitfire with the snapping brown eyes had continued to ignore him throughout the ceremony. But at the reception, she loosened up.  Let her hair down so to speak. Once he got her on the dance floor, and showed her a few moves, she came undone and began to relax.  He liked her like this. Very much.
“Oh God!” she whimpered as he circled her nipple with his tongue and then gently pulled on it with his teeth. She was tugging on his dark hair, pulling him closer, showing him her true nature. She wanted this, and he was more than happy to comply.
They met two weeks ago at the rehearsal dinner for his cousin’s wedding. From that moment, he knew he wanted her, underneath him, on top, he didn’t care. She was every man’s wet dream even though it seemed like she didn’t know it.  And right now, she was making one of his fantasies come true, up against a palm tree on the beach in a relatively secluded alcove.  She was pushing against him, craving the contact.  There was no denying he relished it.  And he thanked his lucky stars, because he wanted her, badly. His cock had been at attention all through their dances. Now, it was straining against his black dress pants needing its own gratification.
But, he meant to please her first. She was leaning against the coarse bark of a skinny palm, on the beach where hours earlier his cousin, Victor, wed his lovely bride, Monica. His free hand snaked up her thigh. It was shapely. The girl’s legs were defined, hard under the smooth surface. He could feel her muscles tremble under her silky skin as he slid his hand up the inside of her leg. He cupped her, and again she pushed into his touch. Not one to deny anyone their pleasure, least of all himself, he felt Ronnie part her legs and slid a finger inside. She was already aroused, and wet. He began to flick her clit as she squirmed in time to his ministrations.

“Oh God, Nikko . . .,” she murmured, “that feels so . . .”
MJ Nightingale has spent over two decades teaching students how to write, and now she is doing it herself.  Originally from Canada, she graduated from University with her Bachelor of Arts and then went on to get her Bachelor of Education Degree in Secondary Education.
            Reading has been a part of her life since she was a child. She has been an avid lover of classical English and American literature, but romance has always held a special place in her heart.  She devours historical romance novels all summer long, and any type of fiction; thrillers, crime, suspense, and drama.  This is her second published book, and she has one more book, Afraid to Hope, coming out in in the summer of 2014.  All three, Fire In His Eyes, Afraid to Love and Afraid to Hope, are erotic romance standalone novels and are part of her Secrets & Seduction Series.
            She is also working on a new series The Bounty Hunters for 2015.
            She currently lives in Florida, where she continues to teach, with her wonderful husband of nine years, and her sons.  She plans on pursuing her writing career full time very soon.
**MJ Nightingale would love to hear from her readers.  She can be reached at authormjnightingale@gmail.com
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