tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84004734686568066832024-03-21T19:59:15.193-07:00Nicole Austin's Scandalous Erotic RomanceNicole Austinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14125715296952131285noreply@blogger.comBlogger106125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400473468656806683.post-7161866499963153242021-07-21T20:11:00.003-07:002021-07-21T20:11:45.470-07:00Best Damn Chocolate Cake & Buttercream Icing RecipeThis is how things typically happen in my house. I made homemade dog treats and the family asked where were the people treats. So I wind up unexpectedly whipping up my tried and true chocolate cake and buttercream icing. *sigh* Recipes below.<div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicrbeO8bfvepLVIIGj5_CqdPVHtKMoq3xtjh1TqYPpF0gtaseaSs9JstBd0DbSeGSm_Lr12UhXo8k8LyZiIO5A5W1kqJdyK0bFuNDCJhiEqOKcRGJnFINoqABDDlpwptlxEa9rOMnMtgU/s650/photo-4-55-650x650.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="650" data-original-width="650" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicrbeO8bfvepLVIIGj5_CqdPVHtKMoq3xtjh1TqYPpF0gtaseaSs9JstBd0DbSeGSm_Lr12UhXo8k8LyZiIO5A5W1kqJdyK0bFuNDCJhiEqOKcRGJnFINoqABDDlpwptlxEa9rOMnMtgU/w200-h200/photo-4-55-650x650.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br />First, the dog treats. This is not my recipe. <a href="https://www.thecookierookie.com/pb-dog-treats/" target="_blank">Here's a link from The Cookie Rookie</a>. </div><div><br /></div><div>They are super easy to make plus both cheaper and healthier than most store bought treats. </div><div><br /></div><div>Instead of buying special cookie cutters, I just use the ring of a mason jar lid to cut the dough.</div><div><br /></div><div>And now for the cake...</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Wc-4gNgm56th4GSLFIpb3gOgf0oeh_bL-U9-_muV_0pzDceJdYohw_j6TUaCMnDGqTSU7aG-G0haffbtA8yVKimD7enfmzhpL-VvV0qZn5Ej19ceffbc4Uuz1nw9yDq26cNjO3cjCBg/s1228/Chocolate-Cake103.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1228" data-original-width="1010" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Wc-4gNgm56th4GSLFIpb3gOgf0oeh_bL-U9-_muV_0pzDceJdYohw_j6TUaCMnDGqTSU7aG-G0haffbtA8yVKimD7enfmzhpL-VvV0qZn5Ej19ceffbc4Uuz1nw9yDq26cNjO3cjCBg/s320/Chocolate-Cake103.jpg" /></a></div><br />Chocolate Cake Ingredients:</div><div>2 cups all-purpose flour</div><div>2 cups sugar</div><div>3/4 cup unsweetened cocoa powder</div><div>2 teaspoons baking powder</div><div>1 1/2 teaspoons baking soda</div><div>1 teaspoon salt</div><div>1 teaspoon espresso powder (I use King Arthur - <a href="https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B076583623/ref=ppx_yo_dt_b_search_asin_title?ie=UTF8&psc=1" target="_blank">purchase on Amazon</a>)</div><div>1 cup milk (regular, buttermilk, almond or coconut milk)</div><div>1/2 cup vegetable oil</div><div>2 large eggs</div><div>2 teaspoons vanilla extract </div><div>1 cup boiling water</div><div><br /></div><div>Buttercream Icing Ingredients:</div><div>11/2 cups butter (3 sticks, softened)</div><div>1 cup unsweetened cocoa powder</div><div>5 cups confectioner's sugar</div><div>1/2 cup milk</div><div>2 teaspoons vanilla extract</div><div>1/2 teaspoon espresso powder</div><div><br /></div><div>Cake Instructions:</div><div>1. Preheat oven to 350<span style="color: #444444; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "segoe ui", Roboto, Oxygen-Sans, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "helvetica neue", sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">º</span>F. Prepare two 9-inch cake pans by spraying with baking spray or buttering and lightly flouring.</div><div>2. Add flour, sugar, cocoa, baking powder, baking soda, salt and espresso powder to a large bowl. Whisk thoroughly to combine. I use a stand mixer and the paddle attachment.</div><div>3. Add milk, vegetable oil, eggs, and vanilla to flour mixture and mix on medium speed until well combined.</div><div>4. Reduce speed to slow and carefully add boiling water to cake batter. Mix until well combined.</div><div>5. Equally distribute cake batter between the two prepared cake pans. Bake for 30 -35 minutes, until a toothpick inserted in the center of the cake comes out clean.</div><div>6. Remove from oven and allow to cool in the pan for 10 minutes, then move cake to wire rack and cool completely.</div><div><br /></div><div>Icing Instructions:</div><div>1. Add cocoa to a large bowl and whisk to remove any lumps.</div><div>2. Add softened butter and cream until well combined.</div><div>3. Add sugar and milk by adding 1 cup of sugar and 1 tablespoon of milk at a time. Mix well on high after each addition. Repeat this process until all the sugar and milk have been added.</div><div>4. Add vanilla extract and espresso powder and mix well.</div><div>5. Frost cooled cake and enjoy!</div>Nicole Austinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14125715296952131285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400473468656806683.post-22562487989992760802020-06-15T18:00:00.000-07:002020-06-15T18:00:18.519-07:00Sex Bomb - Available Now!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Contemporary Military Romance / Action / Suspense</div>
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From first sight I knew Marine Lieutenant Harlie Savage wasn’t fragile like a flower—she was fragile like a bomb. Definitely not some princess who needed to be saved, either. She was a queen who only lacked a sword, and I vowed to be her weapon.</div>
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<span style="font-size: 14px;">"So hot I blasted through reading it. I loved it! Need more like this one. 5 out of 5 stars!!!!" Robin R. Cripps - Amazon Reviews</span></div>
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Soaring across azure skies, riding the ebb and flow of thermals, skimming the tops of towering trees before dropping to skip over the shimmery surface of a lake, all with my favorite playlist blaring.</div>
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Every shade of green and brown imaginable blurred together as I zoomed past, rotors creating a wave of motion through the dense vegetation in my wake. The lush, diverse jungle formed an incredible backdrop that I took the time to appreciate on a daily basis. I considered myself blessed to have beheld such beauty.</div>
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For me, nothing else came close to the thrill of flying. When in my helo the constant noise in my head was silenced, all the tension and stress left my body and I found peace. Just Lola and me moving as one in complete harmony, defying gravity, and at times breaking the laws of physics.</div>
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In less than twenty hours I’d be headed stateside to become a civilian after ten years of service and I wasn’t sure how I felt about that or what came next. For the most part, I avoided feelings of any kind. I’d had them before and knew they lead to pain and agony. In my experience, staying detached was best.</div>
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Being a Marine had given me everything I’d sought—a strong sense of self, strength, confidence, and independence. I’d grown. Matured. Licked my childhood wounds, come to terms with the past, and for the most part, moved on.</div>
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Sure, a couple of ghosts still haunted me. I recognized them for what they were—stark reminders to never allow anyone to get too close or become too important to me.</div>
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But none of it mattered then. For one last day I was a Lieutenant in the Marines. And the Captain, bless him, had given me a sweet cake run of a last mission. Essentially a taxi job delivering a black ops asset, shrouded by a heavy cloak of secrecy and need-to-know, back to base.</div>
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The word alone held power. It sparked a sensual chill that skated along my spine, heated my blood, and snapped nerve ending to tingling awareness. I didn’t know his real name or anything about his life, only the code name and the way he made my body tremble, burn and detonate.</div>
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Viper was the ultimate strong, silent type. I’d known him for a year and we’d rarely spoken a word that wasn’t involved with sex. The perfect man for my needs—all sexual gratification and no messy strings or emotions.</div>
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On the rare occasion I got Viper in my helo, I put Lola through her paces in an attempt to shake Mr. Tall, Dark and Deadly’s legendary calm and control. Sadly, I’d never succeeded. The man had nerves of steel. I haven’t elicited a single sound from him, much to my chagrin. And this final flight as a Marine was my last chance.</div>
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Threading the needle along a narrow riverbed lined with thick tree growth, I zoomed straight toward a sheer rock-faced waterfall. Waiting until the last possible second, with terrain warnings blaring, I pulled up hard and made a nearly vertical climb up the falls, skids cutting through the water, a huge anticipatory grin stretching my lips. The maneuver never failed to win at least a gasp, if not a few curses, out of my passengers.</div>
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Not a peep rose from behind me.</div>
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Color me impressed. And considering the number of testosterone overloaded badasses I’d dealt with during my military career it took a lot to impress me. Even more for me to notice a man’s looks, and I have to admit, Viper is smokin’ hot. Super tall, probably six-three or four, with thick brown hair, and steel gray eyes. His black T-shirt molded beautifully to a ripped torso, and fuck if those cargo pants weren’t lovingly cupping one hell of a fabulous ass.</div>
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Yes, I admit it. I’m a total ass girl. There’s nothing better than sinking my fingers into a spectacular pair of glutes while being pounded hard. Yet his unflappable, cool demeanor was what really did it for me, hence the reason I had to snap that control and make him break. Then I’d be able to leave without so much as a backward glance.</div>
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My one unbreakable rule, the line I’d vowed to never cross, was fucking anyone from my current duty station. Time and again I bore witness to that situation going bad and I absolutely despised drama. Especially relationship drama. The last thing I needed were thoughts of a man I’d fucked interfering with my focus during a mission.</div>
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Since Viper wasn’t assigned to my base or part of my medivac missions and remained drama free, he was perfect for scratching that insatiable itch. With him, I got the bliss of his big cock fucking me ten ways to Sunday and absolutely no entanglements. I doubted he even knew I’d be leaving in the morning.</div>
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A sharp pang of regret momentarily fisted my heart. If we were together in a different situation, I could fall skids over rotor for him.<br />
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Nicole Austinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14125715296952131285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400473468656806683.post-88723204878952350152019-07-05T17:22:00.000-07:002019-07-05T23:35:04.291-07:00The Keto Bread You've Been Dreaming Of<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I've been living the ketogenic lifestyle for more than a year now and have tried many disappointing bread recipes. Finally, I found one that doesn't taste eggy, is actually soft, light and flavorful, as well as low carb. And bonus, the recipe is super easy, requiring no real baking skills.<br />
I use these for avocado toast, as hamburger buns, for sandwiches, or whenever I'm craving bread. They're great toasted and served warm and slathered with butter or cream cheese.<br />
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Ingredients: (makes 6 rolls)<br />
5 tbsp <a href="https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B06XXN9CTG/ref=ox_sc_act_title_1?smid=A4SI9MKIUKZH0&th=1">ground psyllium husk powder</a><br />
1 1/4 cups almond flour<br />
2 tsp baking powder<br />
1 tsp salt<br />
2 tsp cider vinegar (I use apple cider vinegar)<br />
3 egg whites<br />
1 cup water<br />
Oil (I use avocado but any variety is fine)<br />
Everything bagel seasoning (optional)<br />
(4 tbsp sesame seeds, 4 tbsp poppy seeds, 2 tbsp dried minced onion, 2 tbsp dried garlic flakes, 2 tsp sea or pink Himalayan salt) Or just buy some <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Everything-Bagel-Seasoning-Blend-Jar/dp/B07PFL94CN/ref=sr_1_1_sspa?keywords=everything%2Bseasoning&qid=1562394397&s=gateway&sr=8-1-spons&th=1">everything but the bagel seasoning</a><br />
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Preheat the oven to 350°F.<br />
Mix the dry ingredients in a large bowl.<br />
Add vinegar and egg whites to the dry ingredients and mix well.<br />
Bring the water to a boil, either on the stove or in the microwave for 90 to 120 seconds, add to other ingredients. Don't over mix, just until its doughy and well combined.<br />
Spread everything bagel seasoning in a shallow bowl or plate.<br />
Moisten fingers with oil, so dough doesn't stick, and shape into 6 separate ovals. Coat in bagel mix and set onto a parchment paper lined baking sheet.<br />
Bake on lower oven rack for 50-60 minutes until tapping the bottom of roll creates hollow sound.<br />
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Serving Size - 1 roll<br />
Calories: 170 kcal<br />
Protein: 7g<br />
Fat: 13g<br />
Net Carbs: 2g<br />
Nicole Austinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14125715296952131285noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400473468656806683.post-23046158151351297382018-10-21T16:10:00.003-07:002018-10-21T16:25:13.683-07:00Mexican Street Corn and Gorgonzola Butter for Steaks<br />
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Today was probably my last chance to grill for the season, and boy did I grill. Filet Mignon with Gorgonzola butter, Mexican Street Corn, along with sauteed mushrooms & onions. Definitely not keto. Such a yummy cheat meal! And hey, I'm on vacation. Vacation calories don't count ;)</div>
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1 cup Monterey jack cheese, shredded<o:p></o:p></div>
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1 cup parmesan cheese, grated or shredded<o:p></o:p></div>
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1 egg<o:p></o:p></div>
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1 tablespoon butter<o:p></o:p></div>
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½ cup fresh cilantro, chopped<o:p></o:p></div>
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1 cup Cotija cheese, crumbled<o:p></o:p></div>
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1 teaspoon chili powder<o:p></o:p></div>
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1 lime, cut into wedges<o:p></o:p></div>
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on a baking sheet. Broil for 5 to 10 minutes, turning the baking sheet every
few minutes, to get a light char on the corn.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Remove from oven and set aside.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Preheat oven to 350 degrees.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Combine mayonnaise, sour cream, cheeses and egg, stir until
well mixed. Add the corn and stir to combine.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Grease a casserole dish with butter. Pour in the corn
mixture and bake for 30 minutes.<o:p></o:p></div>
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powder over casserole.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<o:p>Gorgonzola Butter for Steaks</o:p></h2>
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Skill Level: Super Easy</div>
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½ cup butter, softened<o:p></o:p></div>
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2 ounces gorgonzola cheese<o:p></o:p></div>
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¼ cup parsley, chopped<o:p></o:p></div>
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1 clove garlic, crushed<o:p></o:p></div>
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Chill.<br />
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The meal paired with with some sauteed mushrooms and onions, and a DuClaw Sweet Baby Jesus! Chocolate Peanut Butter Porter. :D<br />
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Nicole Austinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14125715296952131285noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400473468656806683.post-90258056552881003242018-10-20T12:25:00.000-07:002018-10-20T12:25:16.767-07:00Nicole's Loaded Cauliflower CasseroleSince last Spring I have been living the ketogenic lifestyle, which has had a major impact on my cooking. As a result, I've adapted many of my classic recipes to fit my new way of life. My loaded cauliflower casserole is an adaptation of my favorite comfort food, Mac & Cheese. At only 4.2 net carbs and packed with protein it's the perfect keto indulgence.<br />
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Nicole's Loaded Cauliflower Casserole</h3>
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<b>Skill Level:</b> Easy<br />
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<b>Servings:</b> 8<br />
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<b>Ingredients:</b></div>
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24 ounces cauliflower florets</div>
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2 cups shredded cheddar cheese, divided<br />
1 cup shredded Parmesan cheese</div>
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4 ounces cream cheese, softened</div>
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2 ounces sour cream</div>
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2 tablespoons butter, softened</div>
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1/4 cup green onions</div>
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8 thick slices of bacon, crumbled, divided</div>
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2 ounces Pork rinds, crumbled<br />
Salt & pepper to taste</div>
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<b>Directions:</b></div>
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Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Spray an casserole dish with non-stick spray. Set aside.</div>
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In a large microwave safe bowl, add cauliflower (broken into bite size pieces) and 2 tablespoons of water, cover and microwave for 3 minutes.</div>
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In a large bowl, stir together half of the cheddar, cream cheese, sour cream, butter and green onions until well combined.</div>
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Add the cauliflower and half of the bacon. Stir to coat.</div>
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Pour mixture into prepared backing dish and sprinkle with remaining cheddar, bacon and crumbled pork rinds.</div>
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Bake, uncovered, for 15 minutes or until the cheese has melted and the cauliflower reaches desired softness.</div>
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Enjoy!<br />
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Author's Note: I make a cup of espresso and brush some over the bacon, add a bit of fresh ground pepper, then bake it at 400 degrees until crisp. Yes, it sounds weird but tastes amazing if you like coffee. Because, come on, coffee and bacon, what's not to like.<br />
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Nutrition Information<br />
<i>*Note: I am not a certified nutritionist and any nutritional information shared below should only be used as a general guideline.</i><br />
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<tr style="box-sizing: border-box;"><td class="single-padding" style="border-bottom: 1px dotted rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left: none; border-right: none; border-top: none; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 0.95em; line-height: 22px; padding: 2px 0px 2px 10px;">Dietary Fiber 2.2g</td><td style="border-bottom: 1px dotted rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left: none; border-right: none; border-top: none; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 0.95em; font-weight: 700; line-height: 22px; padding: 2px 0px; text-align: right;">8%</td></tr>
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MMF Menage, Paranormal</div>
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Princess Serena has been labeled as trouble because of her
unconventional ideas. She isn’t content with the frivolous activities and
promiscuity rampant in Fae. No, Serena craves adventure, longs to explore
parallel dimensions and discover all the magnificent wonders of the universe.
But what she aches for more than anything else is to be swept away by a pair of
alpha males, fall in love, and form a monogamous bond. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Only two things hold her back—the queen’s rules prohibiting
faeries from traveling through the portals, and the dark elven guards who ensure
compliance.<o:p></o:p></div>
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News of the faerie court’s plans to seal the portals for
eternity means she has to act fast or be trapped in Fae forever. And there
would be no chance of others ever seeing or believing in the faefolk. Without
belief…<o:p></o:p></div>
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The brave faerie knows the legend well and is not about to
let her kind cease to exist.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Trevor Richardson and Brady Prophet have everything they
could possibly want. Careers they love, a great house, each other, and a golden
retriever named Flirt. Yet Brady feels something is missing. He wants a woman
to share with Trevor. The crazy chick who breaks into their house and charms
their dog wasn’t quite what he had in mind. She’s even better.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Now if the unlikely trio can find a way to survive the
jealous queen’s wrath, they just might have a shot at a fairy-tale ending.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Nicole Austinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14125715296952131285noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400473468656806683.post-89701547845573491502018-01-10T20:16:00.000-08:002018-01-10T20:27:55.149-08:00STEP BENEFITS: The Complete Series by Nicole Austin<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b>Step Benefits: The Complete Series </b></h2>
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New Adult, Stepbrother Romance </h3>
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<b>Available to pre-order now, downloads January 16th</b></h3>
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<b>Blurbs:</b></div>
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<b>Cinderella Scandal</b> </div>
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It was a onetime indulgence—a random encounter between strangers. A good girl’s dirty little secret with the bad boy. Anything else is forbidden. Or is it?<br />
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<b>Dirty Princess</b> </div>
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I’m sure there’s a rule in the friend code that makes lusting after your bestie forbidden. But if giving in to this off-the-charts chemistry is wrong, I don’t want to be right.<br />
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<b>Royal Brat </b></div>
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Loving two men got me exiled to a foreign country. Without them I’m lost and alone, cast adrift on turbulent seas without a compass or rudder. In order to finally be together we’ll have to navigate a course through the bomb infested waters of my traumatic past.<br />
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<b>Ice Queen</b> </div>
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In school, he was the bad boy this good girl couldn’t have. At work, he’s the boss, I’m his intern. Oh, and his dad just married my mom. It’s so wrong. We shouldn’t be doing this, but I love it.<br />
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<b>Queen of Hearts</b> </div>
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One CIA operative on a mission to take down human traffickers. Three former Army Rangers out to reclaim a cache of stolen weapons. When their worlds inevitably collide it’s taboo, forbidden and explosive.
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Nicole Austinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14125715296952131285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400473468656806683.post-932891551300429452017-08-31T00:00:00.000-07:002017-08-31T00:00:26.494-07:00Available Now - Summer Lovin' by Nicole Austin<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Blurb:
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With the big
four-oh looming, Larissa Cross is more than ready to shed the roles that have
defined her and make drastic changes. Gone are the widowed Army wife, soccer
mom and empty nester. She’s even setting aside the school teacher until fall. <o:p></o:p></div>
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A naughty challenge
has come at the perfect time and ignited Rissa’s competitive drive. It’s going
to be a glorious summer full of hot younger man lovin’ for a new cougar on the
prowl. Rawr!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Tattooed and
pierced fireman JD Harmon is tempting prey but there’s much more to the hunk
than his bad boy good looks. A one night stand isn’t in his plans and sex—no
matter how mind-blowing—won’t distract him from his goals. JD intends to tame
the wicked cougar and stake a claim on her heart.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<i>*This previously published title has been revised and reedited*</i><br />
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Genre/Theme:<br />
Older Woman/Younger Man, firefighter, National Guard, tattooed & pierced hero, cougar on the prowl, happily ever after<br />
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Copyright © Nicole Austin, 2017
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Excerpt:
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<h1>
<span style="font-weight: normal;">Chapter One</span></h1>
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Larissa Cross cruised along the coast with the top down, a
warm breeze rushing through her hair. She turned on satellite radio and cranked
up the volume as Steven Tyler’s signature scream blasted from the speakers.
There wasn’t a cloud in the bright blue sky and the weather forecasters had
rated the day as a ten on the suntan scale.<o:p></o:p></div>
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A picture-postcard-perfect Florida day and a great way to
kick off her new life. Well, her new summertime life anyway. In the fall it
would be back to “Mrs. Cross” and the comfortable routine of teaching
elementary school.<o:p></o:p></div>
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But this summer she was going to have fun! Her son had left
for college so Rissa was living alone for the first time. She’d sold the house,
bought and decorated a new condo, packed up her “teacher clothes” and shopped
for a new wardrobe, traded the minivan for a cherry red convertible and got
tattooed. Yup, she now sported a colorful butterfly on her right hip—just above
the bikini line—to symbolize her metamorphosis from Army widow soccer mom to
cougar on the prowl. Rawr!<o:p></o:p></div>
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When you put all the changes she’d made over the past year
together it added up to a rather frightening conclusion—midlife crisis. Scary
stuff!<o:p></o:p></div>
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<i>Dios, where the hell
did all those years go?</i><o:p></o:p></div>
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Next month she would hit the big four-oh. Pretty sad she’d
waited this long to finally rediscover herself. <i>Better late than never though!</i><o:p></o:p></div>
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The changes had all started with the first erotic romance
book she’d read. Then her friend Cami had told her about having a younger lover
and challenged Rissa to find a hot young guy or two over summer break.<o:p></o:p></div>
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She grinned at herself in the rearview mirror. Nothing
appealed to her more than the prospect of conquering a challenge. She couldn’t
wait to try out some of the erotic acts that had gotten her so hot and horny
when she’d read all those steamy books.<o:p></o:p></div>
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A truck full of young guys honked and whistled at her as
they sped by. Hmm…maybe the challenge wouldn’t be too difficult. These boys looked
way too young but their appreciation still made her smile and gave her
confidence a boost.<o:p></o:p></div>
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With a wave to the boys, she turned into the jam-packed
parking lot for the public beach. As she claimed one of few available spaces at
the back of the lot, her car sputtered, coughed and gave a loud hiss before the
engine stalled.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Oh great!”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Rissa knew next to nothing about cars, yet even she realized
the smoke billowing out from under the hood meant bad news. She jumped out and
raced to the front, intending to pop the hood. That’s when she noticed the
flames.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Thankfully the pickup had pulled in behind her. The teenage
boys who piled out to help were on the ball, whipping out cell phones and
calling for reinforcements while warning others in the immediate area to stay
back.<o:p></o:p></div>
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In the few agonizingly long minutes it took for the cavalry
to arrive, Rissa convinced the boys to salvage the contents of her trunk. Once
they had her lawn chair, overstuffed beach bag, umbrella, towels, cooler and
her precious e-book reader on the side of the road it looked like someone was
having a yard sale. Or more apropos—a fire sale.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Mrs. Cross?” one of the boys tentatively inquired.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Oh no. He must be one of her former students. Didn’t that
just make her day.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Yes.” She slid the dark sunglasses down her nose and peered
over the tortoiseshell frames at him.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Remember me? Tyler James. I was in your class?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Prior students always failed to realize how much they’d
changed or how many kids she’d taught and expected her to remember them. She played
along to make him feel better. “Oh my gosh. You sure have grown up, Tyler.
How’s high school treating you?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Once the others learned she was an elementary school teacher
they became a band of protective alpha-males-in-training and stayed by her
side, assisting her through the crisis.<o:p></o:p></div>
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In a flurry of flashing lights and blaring sirens, a fire
truck, ambulance and police cruiser arrived. The firemen quickly set to work
and extinguished the flames while the medics checked for anyone with injuries
and the police wrote reports. By the time the firemen were done, her crispy car
appeared ready for the junkyard.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<i>What now, Miss
Smarty-pants?</i><o:p></o:p></div>
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Should she call a tow truck? How the hell would she get back
home? Anyone she could ask for a ride lived over the bridge, at least a half
hour away. She was in no mood to sit and wait that long.<o:p></o:p></div>
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There would be so much to work out now. Thank goodness she
had insurance. She’d have to get in touch with the agent to file a claim. Damn,
she really loved that car. Her first non-family car in two decades. Now she’d
have to shop for another and get a rental in the meantime.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Rissa plopped down on top of the cooler with a heavy sigh as
her wonderful plans for the summer disintegrated. In need of some emotional
support, she longed to call Cami.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<i>What would she do in
this situation?</i><o:p></o:p></div>
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A wicked grin tugged at her lips. Cami would tell her to
check out the emergency workers and if possible get pictures. She’d also tell
Rissa to flirt her ass off and get one of those hot young studs to take her home.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Who owns the car?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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She looked up as one of the firemen headed in her direction
while scribbling information on a battered clipboard.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Uh…me. I do.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<i>Oh yes, I do. Please
and thank you!</i><o:p></o:p></div>
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Damn, the man was gorgeous. Tall, at least six-one, with a
shaved head. A bit of dark stubble covered his scalp, ran along his square
jawline and above his mouth. A plump, sexy mouth. He had to be in his
mid-twenties by her estimation. Not too young or old. Perfect age to pop her
cougar cherry.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Name?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<i>Yes, what is your name,
hot stuff? Please tell me.</i><o:p></o:p></div>
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Broad shoulders blocked out the sun as he moved to stand
before her. What she wouldn’t give to have him strip off the fire gear and let
her ogle his body. From his solid build she guessed he had lots of yummy
muscles. Maybe even a six-pack. She pictured running her fingers over his
tanned skin, feeling the sinew ripple beneath her fingertips.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“That’s Mrs. Cross,” Tyler, her proud protector, stated.
“She’s a teacher in Tampa. Elementary school.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i>What a wonderful,
helpful boy. Go away now, you brat.</i><o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The fire god nodded toward the police officer ready to
ticket the boys’ pickup. “If that’s your truck, you might want to move it.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Aw crap,” one of the boys groaned. The group loped off,
leaving Rissa alone with the hunk, whose sharply focused attention suddenly
made her nervous and fidgety.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
He might have been preoccupied earlier but now she had his
undivided attention. Coal black eyes took a slow journey from the top of her
head down her see-through cover-up, pausing at breasts nearly spilling out of
tiny bright blue triangles before dipping down to linger on her tattoo then
stroke along her legs. And boy did his gaze ever have the impact of a physical
caress. Everywhere his eyes touched her skin tightened and long-ignored nerve
endings tingled.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i>If he can do that with
a look, imagine what he’d be able to do with those big, strong hands.</i><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Cougar on the prowl, Larissa Cross is ready for a summer full of hot younger man lovin’. Rawr! Tattooed and pierced fireman JD Harmon is tempting prey but he intends to tame the wicked cougar and stake a claim on her heart. </span></span><br />
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<b>Excerpt:</b></span></span><br />
<h1>
<span style="font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;">Chapter One</span></h1>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Larissa Cross cruised along
the coast with the top down, a warm breeze rushing through her hair. She turned
on satellite radio and cranked up the volume as Steven Tyler’s signature scream
blasted from the speakers. There wasn’t a cloud in the bright blue sky and the
weather forecasters had rated the day as a ten on the suntan scale.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">A picture-postcard-perfect
Florida day and a great way to kick off her new life. Well, her new summertime
life anyway. In the fall it would be back to “Mrs. Cross” and the comfortable
routine of teaching elementary school.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">But this summer she was going
to have fun! Her son had left for college so Rissa was living alone for the
first time. She’d sold the house, bought and decorated a new condo, packed up
her “teacher clothes” and shopped for a new wardrobe, traded the minivan for a
cherry red convertible and got tattooed. Yup, she now sported a colorful
butterfly on her right hip—just above the bikini line—to symbolize her
metamorphosis from Army widow soccer mom to cougar on the prowl. Rawr!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">When you put all the changes
she’d made over the past year together it added up to a rather frightening
conclusion—midlife crisis. Scary stuff!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Dios, where the hell did all those years go?</span></i><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Next month she would hit the
big four-oh. Pretty sad she’d waited this long to finally rediscover herself. <i>Better late than never though!</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">The changes had all started
with the first erotic romance book she’d read. Then her friend Cami had told
her about having a younger lover and challenged Rissa to find a hot young guy
or two over summer break.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">She grinned at herself in the
rearview mirror. Nothing appealed to her more than the prospect of conquering a
challenge. She couldn’t wait to try out some of the erotic acts that had gotten
her so hot and horny when she’d read all those steamy books.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">A truck full of young guys
honked and whistled at her as they sped by. Hmm…maybe the challenge wouldn’t be
too difficult. These boys looked way too young but their appreciation still
made her smile and gave her confidence a boost.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">With a wave to the boys, she
turned into the jam-packed parking lot for the public beach. As she claimed one
of few available spaces at the back of the lot, her car sputtered, coughed and
gave a loud hiss before the engine stalled.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">“Oh great!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Rissa knew next to nothing
about cars, yet even she realized the smoke billowing out from under the hood
meant bad news. She jumped out and raced to the front, intending to pop the
hood. That’s when she noticed the flames.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Thankfully the pickup had
pulled in behind her. The teenage boys who piled out to help were on the ball,
whipping out cell phones and calling for reinforcements while warning others in
the immediate area to stay back.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">In the few agonizingly long
minutes it took for the cavalry to arrive, Rissa convinced the boys to salvage
the contents of her trunk. Once they had her lawn chair, overstuffed beach bag,
umbrella, towels, cooler and her precious e-book reader on the side of the road
it looked like someone was having a yard sale. Or more apropos—a fire sale.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">“Mrs. Cross?” one of the boys
tentatively inquired.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Oh no. He must be one of her
former students. Didn’t that just make her day.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">“Yes.” She slid the dark
sunglasses down her nose and peered over the tortoiseshell frames at him.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">“Remember me? Tyler James. I
was in your class?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Prior students always failed
to realize how much they’d changed or how many kids she’d taught and expected her
to remember them. She played along to make him feel better. “Oh my gosh. You
sure have grown up, Tyler. How’s high school treating you?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Once the others learned she
was an elementary school teacher they became a band of protective
alpha-males-in-training and stayed by her side, assisting her through the
crisis.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">In a flurry of flashing
lights and blaring sirens, a fire truck, ambulance and police cruiser arrived.
The firemen quickly set to work and extinguished the flames while the medics
checked for anyone with injuries and the police wrote reports. By the time the
firemen were done, her crispy car appeared ready for the junkyard.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">What now, Miss Smarty-pants?</span></i><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Should she call a tow truck?
How the hell would she get back home? Anyone she could ask for a ride lived
over the bridge, at least a half hour away. She was in no mood to sit and wait
that long.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">There would be so much to
work out now. Thank goodness she had insurance. She’d have to get in touch with
the agent to file a claim. Damn, she really loved that car. Her first
non-family car in two decades. Now she’d have to shop for another and get a
rental in the meantime.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Rissa plopped down on top of
the cooler with a heavy sigh as her wonderful plans for the summer
disintegrated. In need of some emotional support, she longed to call Cami.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">What would she do in this situation?</span></i><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">A wicked grin tugged at her
lips. Cami would tell her to check out the emergency workers and if possible
get pictures. She’d also tell Rissa to flirt her ass off and get one of those
hot young studs to take her home.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">“Who owns the car?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">She looked up as one of the
firemen headed in her direction while scribbling information on a battered
clipboard.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">“Uh…me. I do.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Oh yes, I do. Please and thank you!</span></i><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Damn, the man was gorgeous.
Tall, at least six-one, with a shaved head. A bit of dark stubble covered his
scalp, ran along his square jawline and above his mouth. A plump, sexy mouth.
He had to be in his mid-twenties by her estimation. Not too young or old.
Perfect age to pop her cougar cherry.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">“Name?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Yes, what is your name, hot stuff? Please tell me.</span></i><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Broad shoulders blocked out
the sun as he moved to stand before her. What she wouldn’t give to have him
strip off the fire gear and let her ogle his body. From his solid build she
guessed he had lots of yummy muscles. Maybe even a six-pack. She pictured
running her fingers over his tanned skin, feeling the sinew ripple beneath her
fingertips.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">“That’s Mrs. Cross,” Tyler,
her proud protector, stated. “She’s a teacher in Tampa. Elementary school.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">What a wonderful, helpful boy. Go away now, you brat.</span></i><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">The fire god nodded toward
the police officer ready to ticket the boys’ pickup. “If that’s your truck, you
might want to move it.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">“Aw crap,” one of the boys
groaned. The group loped off, leaving Rissa alone with the hunk, whose sharply
focused attention suddenly made her nervous and fidgety.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">He might have been
preoccupied earlier but now she had his undivided attention. Coal black eyes
took a slow journey from the top of her head down her see-through cover-up,
pausing at breasts nearly spilling out of tiny bright blue triangles before
dipping down to linger on her tattoo then stroke along her legs. And boy did
his gaze ever have the impact of a physical caress. Everywhere his eyes touched
her skin tightened and long-ignored nerve endings tingled.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">If he can do that with a look, imagine what he’d be
able to do with those big, strong hands.</span></i><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">A Parthian princess searching for the lost throne of her kingdom engages the services of a palace eunuch and discovers a treasure far more precious.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Historical, Ancient World Parthian romance, princess, eunuch, Parthia, throne</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">They entered her apartment from the women’s gallery, stepping
through the office to the antechamber. Nisa opened the door to the audience
chamber, and Roedogune followed.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">A flush crept up the back of her neck the moment she saw him.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">He was young, about her age. Tall and slender, standing with
confidence. Under his cap, black hair in perfect plaits fell to just above his
shoulders. He wore the costume of a courtier, for that he most certainly was,
his robe and tunic rich in decoration. Jewels glinted from the rings on his
fingers. Gemstones hung in strands around his neck.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Amidst all his magnificent arrayment, one feature stood out.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">He was beardless.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><em><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Of course</span></em><span style="font-size: 14pt;">.
A eunuch. For such a man was indeed allowed to be alone in the presence of the
princess.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">“You are dismissed, Nisa.” Roedogune waited for her maidservant
to leave before addressing the man.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">She paced, studying him. His nose was strong and straight
punctuating his confident demeanor. “My husband sent you?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">“Yes, my lady.” His voice was not deep and gruff as that of
Gotarzes, but melodic with a masculine edge.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Roedogune stood directly before him. “Your name?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">“Arashis, my lady.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Seeing a man’s cheeks and chin and mouth was something of a
treat. The Roman soldiers of her captivity had been clean shaven, despite the
fashion of their emperor Hadrian. A beard could create an illusion of vigor and
virility. But here, laid bare before her, was an elegant strength, angles set
off by the curves of luscious, full lips.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">“Did my husband explain why he sent you?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">The briefest flick of a tongue wet the seam of his mouth. A
delectable distraction until he spoke with that lulling voice.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">“He said you had spent time in Rome. That you intended to
maintain your communications with contacts you had made during this time. That
you might require the services of one who knew the languages of the Parthian
and Roman empires.” He shifted on his feet, bending slightly to reach behind
him. He turned back holding a basket of scrolls.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Apprehension rattled her. “What are those?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">“Communications, my lady. From your contacts beyond our
kingdom.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">“Gods above,” she muttered. Gotarzes had been holding on to the
missives all this time. She picked up a scroll. The seal was unbroken. She
exhaled relief.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">“My lady, if I may be so
bold, you seem agitated.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">She lifted her head only to gaze upon the kindness in the depths
of his rich brown eyes. “It seems I have a great deal of correspondence to
catch up on,” she said, tossing the scroll back in the basket.<span style="color: #333333;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">It’s Amateur Night at Gunnar Thorson’s strip club and Diana Rav intends to rock his world. She’s lush and sensual with generous curves she’s not afraid to move. Not anymore. She’s learned to love her body and is out to win Gunnar back with a sexy lap dance.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><b style="font-size: 14pt;">Genre/theme: </b><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Rubenesque romance, contemporary romance, reunion, burlesque dance, strip club, light BDSM</span></span></div>
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<h1>
Chapter One<o:p></o:p></h1>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt;">“Ladies
and Gentlemen, please welcome our next contestant this evening. This sexy lady
runs a dance studio here in the cities, so she can teach you to dance hot
enough to melt snow in January. Please welcome Miss Diana DeFox!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt;">The
lights dropped to nothing as the guitar downbeat of Dirty Diana rang out.
Gunnar Thorson groaned and rolled his eyes at his cousins, fellow judges, and
club co-owners Andy, Livvy and Stig Larson. This was the third rendition of
Dirty Diana so far tonight. He just prayed this dancer fared better than the
first two.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Livvy
leaned close. “I know this one. She’s good.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt;">“It
can’t be worse than the others,” Gun said.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt;">“Are
you sure?” Andy asked. Stig just laughed.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt;">So,
would she be dressed like MJ or the groupie, he wondered, as he debated cutting
these amateur nights once again. The problem was they always drew a crowd.
Whether it was the students just barely of age, the capable dancers or the
awkward first timers, they always brought their own cheering section and the
way the room erupted, this one had brought her fans in plenty. At least fans
drank well.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt;">A
spot dropped on her and he smiled. She faced away from the crowd but her head
was turned to the side with just a hint of her profile visible. She had the
fedora and the sparkly glove, but that’s where the imitation of MJ ended. The
rest of her costume was pure Mae West. The white glove extended up her arm and
her black silky gown skimmed and hugged her abundant curves with a sweet slit
up one side. She wore strappy black stilettos and moved with a confidence that
set him on fire. Ladies without any confidence in their beauty made him sad,
mad, and tired, all at once.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Her
arms raised. Her body shimmied. She took her time to entice. When she reached
behind her back and removed the glove, his breath quickened. He could imagine
holding her hands in place while he removed the gown himself. When she threw
the glove and spun, he expected to see her face, but she kept it hidden. All
the more intriguing. She leaned against the first pole, hugging it and knelt,
then as she stood, she rocked her hips against the pole. She made it sexy, not
vulgar. Totally old school. She flipped around and slid down the pole, snapped
her thighs apart, closed and then rose.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Teasing.
Hinting. Still he couldn’t see her face and her hair was tucked up under that
hat. He was starting to hate the damn hat. He wanted to become Master Thor and
climb onto the stage and take her for himself. There was only one other woman
in his life he’d ever felt that way about—Diana Räv. But this could not be the
same woman. His Diana had never strutted in her life. She was ashamed of her
curves. Thought she was fat and ugly. Never knew why he chose to date her
because he was so pretty and she thought she wasn’t. The capper was that she
would only make love with the lights off. He was a visual guy and liked to
watch. This could not be his Diana.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt;">But
he wished it was. He watched her grip the pole with confidence and fly around
it with grace. Her weight didn’t matter. To him it increased the sex appeal.
Full breasts and big butts were his wheelhouse and she had ’em.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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leaned close. “You look like you’re going to go grab her and carry her off
stage,” she teased.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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glanced at her, barely, before turning his attention back to the stage. She let
out a low whistle. “Well, I hope she knows what she’s about.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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shrugged then chuckled, returning her gaze to the stage to watch the rest of
the performance, which was stellar. He’d hire Diana DeFox to dance here in a
heartbeat but he had a strict no interaction policy with his dancers. Damn. He
wanted to interact with her. Often. Therefore, he wouldn’t be hiring Miss
DoubleD.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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rest of the dance played out with her flying around the pole. Finally, she
strode forward and slid down the zipper on the side of her dress. She held it
closed. Teasing the audience as she danced until they begged her to drop the
gown. When she did, the reveal was worth the wait. Pale skin, pasties covering
large areolas, rounded belly, ample thighs and when she turned, his cock popped
to attention. Now that was an ass! Heart shaped and spankable. He couldn’t
prevent himself from whistling. His cousins nudged him because judges were
supposed to appear impartial. He was not impartial. No fucking way.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt;">He
wanted that. Right the fuck now. Instead, he clapped with the crowd as she
finished and he cursed the damn hat. It hadn’t fallen off. She hadn’t taken it
off. Nothing. He’d expected a reveal, but she knew what she was doing. Hiding
her face tantalized the crowd. It sure worked with him.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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a fucking asshole like Shannon could imagine for one moment that we’d be able
to do a brand new test without spending several days running trials and
recalibrating the equipment,” said Naomi to her best friend Alison in the
lunchroom at the scientific laboratory where they both worked.</span></span></span></div>
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usual noisy chatter of the lunchroom had dropped to deathly silence as Naomi
spoke, and now that hush was broken by multiple gasps, snorts and sniggers.
Alison’s mouth was hanging wide open, her eyes filled with horror.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt;">“What’s
wrong?” asked Naomi. But Alison only rolled her eyes and worked her jaw until
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt;">“Oh
shit!” Naomi spun around and there in the doorway was Shannon himself. Mr.
Shannon Charles, Head of the Organic Chemistry Division of PVT Chemical
Industries—and everyone in the room’s boss. Her head spun, her cheeks blanched
and her gut churned, but Naomi knew what she’d said was correct. Incredibly
stupid to say at work, but nonetheless accurate.</span></div>
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her shoulders back, and her spine ramrod straight, Naomi took a deep breath,
and then, very deliberately, threw her job away. “No, sir. I will not retract
what I said. As you know perfectly well, I am one of only three people in the
state qualified to sign off on the tests we do, and these new samples will not
be accurate enough to pass the annual audit unless we spend several days doing
trial tests and calibrating the machines properly. Our reputation for accuracy
will be in the toilet.” <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Like my job.</i></span></div>
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pulled his cell phone from his blazer pocket and clicked through his address
book. “Julie, make up Miss Hunter’s pay sheet right now. She’s leaving us.” He
clicked again and said, “John, get to the lunchroom now.”</span></div>
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one in the room moved in the brief few minutes it took for John from Security
to arrive. “Yes sir?” His hand was on his weapon as if he expected to have to
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt;">“Miss
Hunter is leaving us. Escort her to her desk and make sure she takes only her
own possessions, then take her to Julie’s office to get a printout of her
salary entitlements and sign for them. That is all.”</span></div>
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few more gasps came from around the room, but Naomi marched through the door,
head up, looking neither to the right nor the left as she set a fast pace to
the Organic Chemistry Laboratory where her little office was. There she
collected a large, empty cardboard box, and packed her things by simply
upending her desk drawers into the box, dropping the few personal items from
the top of her desk into it, then balancing her potted plant and purse on the
top of everything else.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Anger
was burning through her at her own insanity at voicing the comment, and at the
rightness of it. She snagged her jacket off the back of her chair, remembered
to collect her log book, lab coat and safety goggles from the lab itself, then
nodded to John who had stood well back from her, totally silent.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt;">“Is
that it, Naomi? None of your stuff in the bathroom or on anyone else’s desk?”
he asked carefully.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 14.0pt;">“No.
I could delete my personal files off the computer but Shannon might say I took
proprietary information. This way you are witness that I didn’t touch it and I
don’t care if anyone reads my emails anyway,” she replied, shrugging. Besides,
her personal files were on her flash drive so it wasn’t a big deal.</span></div>
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nodded. “I’ll carry the box for you. You take the plant.”</span></div>
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they reached Julie’s office the paperwork was ready, waiting for her sign.
Julie’s face was alive with curiosity but Naomi simply said, “Goodbye” and
“Thank you”. She knew Julie would be on the phone to Alison as soon as she’d
left.</span></div>
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walked her to her car, loaded the box into the trunk for her, and she could see
him still standing there, watching her leave, as she exited the gate and turned
onto the highway. She drove for a couple of miles toward her home, then pulled
off into a side road, switched off the engine, folded her arms across the
steering wheel, and burst into shattering sobs as the anger and tension,
exploded from her body.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Mia Strand made damn certain no one crossed any line during their stay. Intimate Cravings, her private club and resort, offered whatever a consenting adult would covet—BDSM, voyeurism, sexual fantasies, and more. Better yet, the ranch proved a short drive from Austin, a liberal enclave in an otherwise staid and uptight Texas.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Despite this evening’s revelry, Mia rolled her shoulders and tried to relax, to reason away her disquiet. Her decision to buy this ranch as her escape and hideout from New York had proved sound. Money flooded in faster than she would have expected. Most importantly, no one in her past could possibly find her in Texas of all places.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Mia understood how poor Patsy felt. Love sucked when it died or got dangerous. She’d fled Kipp and their so-called relationship before things grew too scary. Hooking up with a guy wasn’t on her dance card any longer. Indulging in two lovers was downright insane, no matter their allure.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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Nicole Austinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14125715296952131285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400473468656806683.post-78156508172291187812017-05-01T00:00:00.000-07:002017-05-01T00:00:18.377-07:00Writers Block -- Throw It Out!My new strategy for dealing with writers block is to throw it out and start over! Writers all have that moment of reading something they wrote and hating it. This scene from Mike & Molly resonates with me. Been there, done that!<br />
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One of my first books, <i>The Boy Next Door</i>, was a story I loved...until I received edits. Let's just say the edits felt like a personal attack and I didn't see any way to save the story. So I printed it out and set it on fire in the driveway. Damn was that ever therapeutic! Thankfully <i>The Boy Next Door </i>did survive edits and get published, thanks to my friend and coauthor, TK Winters, but it was a painful process.<br />
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I learned a valuable lesson about backing up my work when my computer crashed and I lost an entire chapter of a work in progress, Have a Little Faith In Me. Rewriting the chapter was frustrating but a blessing in disguise because the new version turned out to be a vast improvement.<br />
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This happened again recently while writing <i>Ice Queen</i>, part of the Naughty Literati's upcoming release, <i>Naughty Getaways</i>. I liked the characters and premise but was struggling to write the story. I'd worked on it intermittently for a month and only had 4,500 words. So I stopped writing, read what I had and found myself bored. Gah! Finally, I set it aside, opened a blank Word document, and started over with the same characters but at a different point in their story.<br />
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Since I'd been bored with what I wrote, I decided the story needed to start in a big way. I put the characters in the middle of having sex at work on the company owner's desk. <b><i>BHAM!</i></b><br />
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Tossing out the old version and starting over vitalized my writing and brought my muse out to play. The words flowed like a raging river. I ended up writing 14,555 words in only six was nights, the fastest I've ever written a story. This is really impressive when the fastest I'd previously written had been 23,000 words in 3 weeks on <i>Trip My Switch</i>.<br />
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Hence my new motto was born--<b>Throw It Out!</b><br />
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Here's a snippet of what I wrote--140 words that really got things rolling.<br />
Copyright © Nicole Austin, 2017<br />
<i>Ice Queen</i> - new adult, stepbrother romance<br />
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In school, he was the bad boy this good girl couldn’t have. At work, he’s the boss, I’m his intern. Oh, and his dad just married my mom. It’s so wrong. We shouldn’t be doing this, but I love it.<br />
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“Oh God. Right there. Yesss.”<br />
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The loud smack of flesh on flesh registers before the sting reverberates through my right ass cheek, followed quickly by a wave of heat. The slap amps up my arousal and has a fresh gush of juices spilling from my pussy onto the already damp desk blotter.<br />
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It’s so wrong. We shouldn’t be doing this, but I love it. Every decadent second of forbidden…<br />
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Hell, I don’t even know what to call it. Kyler Harrington isn’t my boyfriend. We aren’t dating or in any kind of relationship. He’s a complete asshole and I don’t even like him. I wouldn’t even call him a fuck buddy. I’m the intern who he just happens to fuck. Yet I thrill in the rebellious act of fucking him right under his father’s nose while on the clock at work.
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NicoleNicole Austinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14125715296952131285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400473468656806683.post-34775500569065659402017-04-01T03:34:00.003-07:002017-04-01T03:34:54.304-07:00My Art Is Up For Cover Of The Month!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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NicoleNicole Austinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14125715296952131285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400473468656806683.post-20850343581428222942017-03-07T16:38:00.000-08:002017-03-07T16:38:38.903-08:00It's time to Double Down - Two Books, One Volume!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i>My Greatest Fantasy</i></h2>
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Contemporary / Menage (M/M/F/M)</div>
My name is Isabella Blackburn Stillman, and I am a voyeur. At least that’s how it all began. Along the way, I’ve developed a taste for exhibitionism, foursomes and role-playing. Okay, I confess. I’m obsessed with sex, the more taboo the better.
If there’s a cure you can keep it. I don’t want to be saved. Not when there are three sexy younger men ready, willing and able to satisfy my carnal appetites. Yeah, baby! I’m having the time of my life and acting out all my wicked fantasies down to the most decadent details.
All three men heat me up but one of the guys drives me absolutely wild. I might have to hang on to Rhys for a while, even if he does make me act a little crazy at times.
<em>*This previously published title has been revised and reedited*</em>
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<em>Make Mine A Double</em></h2>
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Contemporary / Menage (M/M/F) – A standalone sequel to My Greatest Fantasy
No doubt about it, Kaylie Ward’s a loser magnet. And yet give her some tequila to wash away those man troubles and she’s more than ready for a hot ménage fantasy. But somehow dream and reality collided because there are two naked hunks in bed with her, not that she’s complaining.
Best friends, business partners, lovers—Max Lockhart and Brayden Sinclair share everything, including women. Like a bad country song they went looking for love in all the wrong places only to find it waiting for them at home, in their bed no less.
Kaylie’s plans for the future revolve around having a “normal” life, whatever that is. Going after it means living with a broken heart, or can she have her double order of beefcake and hang on to them too?
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<em><br /></em>Nicole Austinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14125715296952131285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400473468656806683.post-71327001483286924102016-10-19T23:30:00.001-07:002016-10-19T23:30:26.676-07:00Tempestuous Contest Winners<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Tempestous</span></h3>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></h3>
<h3>
<span style="font-weight: normal;">Once a woman’s deepest, darkest desires have been exposed—whetting her
appetite for taboo pleasures of the flesh—her unquenchable hungers will
not be denied.</span></h3>
<h3>
<span style="font-weight: normal;"><i> </i></span></h3>
<h3>
<span style="font-weight: normal;"><i>Floggers and whips<br />
Chains and leather restraints<br />
Erotic rewards and punishments…oh my!</i></span></h3>
<h3>
<span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></h3>
<h3>
<span style="font-weight: normal;">Seduced by erotic stories and the forbidden lure of Dominance and
submission, Evie Sloan longs to explore the scintillating delights
firsthand. While some fantasies are better left to the imagination, for
the chance to visit a real BDSM club, she’s willing to take a risk.</span></h3>
<h3>
<span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></h3>
<h3>
<span style="font-weight: normal;">Been there, done that, seen it all—or so jaded Dominant Niko
Kovalenko thought. Evie’s arrival on the scene reawakens long dormant
passions and ramps them up to a whole new level. She’s an exciting
challenge—a dangerous temptation—igniting the compulsion to posses. To
collar.</span></h3>
<h3>
<span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></h3>
<h3>
<span style="font-weight: normal;">Evie is no man’s submissive pet. Niko stripped her bare, shed light
on all her secret desires and weaknesses, but it’s still not enough for
him. To win her man she’ll have to confront her fears and find a way to
bridge the distance between them.</span></h3>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></h3>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Tempestous</span></h3>
<h3>
<span style="font-weight: normal;">Once a woman’s deepest, darkest desires have been exposed—whetting her
appetite for taboo pleasures of the flesh—her unquenchable hungers will
not be denied.</span></h3>
<h3>
<span style="font-weight: normal;"><i> </i></span></h3>
<h3>
<span style="font-weight: normal;"><i>Floggers and whips<br />
Chains and leather restraints<br />
Erotic rewards and punishments…oh my!</i></span></h3>
<h3>
<span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></h3>
<h3>
<span style="font-weight: normal;">Seduced by erotic stories and the forbidden lure of Dominance and
submission, Evie Sloan longs to explore the scintillating delights
firsthand. While some fantasies are better left to the imagination, for
the chance to visit a real BDSM club, she’s willing to take a risk.</span></h3>
<h3>
<span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></h3>
<h3>
<span style="font-weight: normal;">Been there, done that, seen it all—or so jaded Dominant Niko
Kovalenko thought. Evie’s arrival on the scene reawakens long dormant
passions and ramps them up to a whole new level. She’s an exciting
challenge—a dangerous temptation—igniting the compulsion to posses. To
collar.</span></h3>
<h3>
<span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></h3>
<h3>
<span style="font-weight: normal;">Evie is no man’s submissive pet. Niko stripped her bare, shed light
on all her secret desires and weaknesses, but it’s still not enough for
him. To win her man she’ll have to confront her fears and find a way to
bridge the distance between them.</span></h3>
<h3>
<span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></h3>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">*This previously published title has been revised and reedited*</span></h3>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Book 1 in Sins of Odyssey series</span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Sexy.
Seductive. Wickedly Delightful. Desperate and on the verge of financial disaster,
Destiny Noir accepts a sexy offer from the mysterious billionaire manager at a hedonistic
club. Dark Odyssey is in a mansion along the South Florida coast and caters to
the rich and powerful, providing a particular service that satisfies their
clients’ sinful requests. </span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Performing kinky sex shows at private parties with
her lover Darius Logan should be easy for two lovers. The risk to her
professional reputation is high, but the money and scorching sex is too good to
refuse. This arrangement is just what the couple is looking for. But they
discover the harsh consequences when their secret is exposed and their fun and
well-paying side job takes a nosedive.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Amazed by how uninhibited she can be, Destiny is
driven by a sensual need aroused by her audience. But when clients begin
demanding special favors—slave services on a billionaire’s yacht, then a public
ménage at a CEO’s cocktail party, Destiny has second thoughts. Are the risks to
her professional career worth it? And what about her blazing-hot romance with
Darius? Can they survive the consequences? Secret Destiny is book one in a new
sexy contemporary series Sins of Odyssey. Coming soon: Secret Escort and Secret
Sins. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">She talked as if they were living together, and he
liked that a lot. Maybe he should bring the topic up again. When he was in
town, they practically lived at her place. The last time he brought it up, they
agreed to wait. His job, her studies, all was not the best environment for a
steady relationship. But everyone had challenging schedules and busy lives.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">“Great. Come have breakfast. Do you want to eat
there or on the bed?” he asked.</span></div>
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in her eyes. “The bed is fine.” She got up and put the album down.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">“Hey, hey, what’s wrong?” He placed the tray of food
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">“I’m okay. Just looking at these old pictures got me
thinking.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">He smoothed her short, dark hair out of her eyes.
Without the long blond wig, she had more of a pixie face and less of a
seductress face, but he liked both sides of her. He kissed her, but she
returned the kiss with less enthusiasm. Something bothered her. “Thinking about
what?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">“I love this house. But if I sell it, my financial
problems would ease a bit. It may take years before I could afford another
home. I do want a home. I have so many memories here. It would be hard to leave
it.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">“Then don’t sell it,” he said. “You’re doing okay.
This side job pays well, and we’re discreet. Oliver sets up the clients and
prescreens them, which makes it even safer. I can always move in to help out.
It’s more than that Paula. I want to be with you. I want a home that we share
together. It’s hard, I know, when I’m away. When I’m in town, I want us to be
together.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">“Not true. My regular job requires a lot of travel,
and I was afraid it would strain a relationship, so I avoided getting serious
with anyone.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">She looked up at him. “I’m worried about what this
job at Dark Odyssey is doing to us. What if we end up liking it too much? We’ve
not had much sex alone since we started. I’m worried that sex will become just
a job, an act. Each assignment is hot and fun and we’re making great money, but
at what expense if we lose something between us, what we have together?”</span></div>
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Nicole Austinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14125715296952131285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400473468656806683.post-17352417966428336662016-09-01T00:45:00.001-07:002016-09-01T00:45:09.145-07:00Get TEMPESTUOUS!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><i>Tempestuous</i><br />
Blurb:<br />
Once a woman’s deepest, darkest desires have been exposed—whetting her
appetite for taboo pleasures of the flesh—her unquenchable hungers will
not be denied.
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><i>Floggers and whips</i><br />
<i> Chains and leather restraints</i><br />
<i> Erotic rewards and punishments…oh my!</i><br /> </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Seduced by erotic stories and the forbidden lure of Dominance and
submission, Evie Sloan longs to explore the scintillating delights
firsthand. While some fantasies are better left to the imagination, for
the chance to visit a real BDSM club, she’s willing to take a risk.<br /> </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Been there, done that, seen it all—or so jaded Dominant Niko
Kovalenko thought. Evie’s arrival on the scene reawakens long dormant
passions and ramps them up to a whole new level. She’s an exciting
challenge—a dangerous temptation—igniting the compulsion to posses. To
collar.<br /> </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Evie is no man’s submissive pet. Niko stripped her bare, shed light
on all her secret desires and weaknesses, but it’s still not enough for
him. To win her man she’ll have to confront her fears and find a way to
bridge the distance between them.<br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><i>*This previously published title has been revised and reedited*</i><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">The
story behind the book:</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Imagine
this if you will. Its early morning and you are a night person who hasn’t had
your first cup of coffee. You’re at a conference, standing in the breakfast
buffet line at the hotel when an acquaintance you know is a Dominant comes up
behind you and whispers in your ear. </span></span><br />
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spot tonight. You want in?”</span></i></span><br />
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“oh holy crap” chorus echoing in your head comes along with a vivid slideshow
of what a Dom could possibly mean when offering you a “spot.” A spot tied to a
St. Andrews cross or some other device? A spot on a spanking bench?</span></span></div>
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having an imaginative mind is a curse. Needless to say, a caffeine jolt is not
longer needed because you are now wide awake and fully alert. This actually happened
to me a few years ago. </span></div>
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you are probably wondering what the Dom was offering. Two friends and I were invited
to visit and observe at a private BDSM club with the Dom and his sub/wife. We even
got to check the place out before it opened for the night. Score! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Being
able to experience the club before scenes were conducted gave me a greater
comfort level. Knowing that I was under the protection of a Dom I trusted
helped a lot too. But talk about questions. My mind buzzed with a million of
them from having read many wickedly delicious erotic BDSM tales. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">The
Dom who invited us, along with the Dom who owned the club, demonstrated fire
flogging, a violet wand and knife play. They allowed us to try wielding a whip
and check out the collection of canes and other toys. The truly brave among us
even tried out the stocks and other devices to get a feel for being restrained.
Once the club opened and members arrived, we were permitted to roam around and
observe a variety of scenes.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">The
inspiration for Tempestuous came from that club visit. In fact, much of Evie’s
first trip to club Rendezvous came from my walk on the wild side. Many of the
questions popping into her head were ones I had, as was most of what Evie
experienced. During the fire flogging demo, I held fire in my hand. I now know
the tingling touch of the violet wand, the heart-pounding sensation of wickedly
sharp knives sliding over my throat and arms and the sting of a whip. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">My
trip to the club was truly one of the most amazing, thrilling, exciting nights
of my life! For me, that’s where the experience ended and my creativity kicked
in. No, I did not meet a hunky, rich Dom like Niko or turn into a tempestuous
brat and get spanked (darn it).</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Oh,
and speaking of the very delicious hero, Niko. He was inspired by a real life hunk
straight from the pages of PlayGirl. Oh yes, ladies, he’s real, although I have
no idea if he’s a Dominant, regardless of what my imagination insists.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Excerpt: http://www.nicoleaustin.net/excerpt-from-tempestuous/ </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Note:</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><i><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><i><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Tempestuous </span></i><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">is a work of fiction and<i> </i></span><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">incorporates only simplified elements of BDSM. It is not intended to
accurately portray the complexities of a true Dom/sub relationship. Play safe,
be well!</span></span><br />
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website: </span><a href="http://www.nicoleaustin.net/"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">http://www.nicoleaustin.net</span></a></div>
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Nicole’s
blog: </span><a href="http://nicoleaustin.wordpress.com/"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">http://nicoleaustin.wordpress.com</span></a></div>
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</span>Nicole Austinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14125715296952131285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400473468656806683.post-17276264179190542342016-08-23T19:41:00.001-07:002016-08-23T19:41:54.474-07:00Excerpt from Dirty Priness<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Blurb:<br />
I’m sure there’s a rule in the friend code that makes lusting after your
bestie forbidden. But if giving in to this off-the-charts chemistry is
wrong, I don’t want to be right.<br />
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New Adult, Stepbrother Romance, Friends to Lovers<br />
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Copyright © Nicole Austin, 2016<br />
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">For more than three years I’ve been tortured by mile-long
legs I want wrapped tight around my hips, hourglass curves I ache to run my
fingers over, a lush rack with deep cleavage my dick needs to fuck. And those
lips, Christ. Strawberry red and full, framing a wide mouth that stars in my
spank bank.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Then there’s her hair. Black and glossy as a raven’s wing,
it falls in thick, long waves to the upper swell of her mouthwatering,
heart-shaped ass. I want to feel the silken mass sliding over my body while she
rides me. See it spread out on my pillow. Tangle my fingers in the gorgeous
strands and pull while I fuck her from behind.</span></span></div>
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And her expressive eyes. I could easily lose myself—drown in
the sparkling blue pools. But I can’t. Hallie’s strictly off limits. The deceptively
quiet girl I befriended on our first day of freshman year. The one I’ve coaxed
and prodded into relaxing and enjoying life. The sweet, serious, cautious girl
who astounded me with her depth and intelligence once I gained her trust. And
the craziest thing is…she has no idea she’s smokin’ hot, which makes her even
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My dad and her mom met during the first family weekend event
and an instant connection formed. Our parents became close friends. The four of
us have gone on vacations together and they even hang out when we’re not
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Early on her mom took me aside, asked me to watch out for
Hallie, keep her naïve daughter from getting hurt by manipulative guys. I
readily accepted the job, swore to protect my friend. Since then I’ve kept her
close, chasing off any guy who would have asked her out. Those douches won’t
get their hands on her. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Hallie’s mine</i>.
My precious introvert who’s clueless to the fact she holds my heart and soul in
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But no more. Last night changed everything. Under the
influence of tequila, Hallie shared erotic fantasies that got me so hot and
hard I came in my pants without ever being touched. That hasn’t happened since
puberty. But watching her palm her tits while telling me what she wants, fuck.
It felt like she’d seen into my head and discovered all my sexual desires.</div>
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You see, it turns out my little Princess is a dark side
lurker who wants to be watched while having rough, no holds barred sex. She
breathlessly admitted it all in vivid explicit detail. Right before she passed
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But that’s okay. It’s all good. I want Hallie sober and
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So yeah, the restraints are gone. There’s nothing holding me
back. Tonight I make her mine. And knowing my girl like I do, I didn’t give her
time to stress over the party. I made the invite a last minute challenge, a way
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But I’m waiting. Watching. Ghosting the halls of the
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Hallie’s here. My wait is over.</div>
</span></span>Nicole Austinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14125715296952131285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400473468656806683.post-86930168293015626112016-08-01T00:00:00.000-07:002016-08-01T00:00:10.870-07:00Erotic Horror - FATAL SUBMISSION<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">The idea of combining two of my favorite book genres, erotic romance and horror, in one story was a exciting idea. Little did I know when my mind first conjured up <i>Fatal Submission</i> what a challenge it would be.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">Writing horror is a vastly different experience. Detailed descriptions are essential to set the creepy scene and immerse the reader in the story. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">Claire Hanson is a submissive in need of a Dom. Finding one in rural Illinois in 1981 is no easy feat but her requirements are simple. Forget complicated limit lists, take charge and give her lots of hot, sweaty sex. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">On edge, body humming with arousal, Claire aches to have her desires sated. And ruggedly handsome Dominant Mason Burke is the man she wants. But for Mason work comes first and Claire’s tired of waiting. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">Mason’s loss is Dr. Carl Skinner’s lucky break. The bonus—Carl’s a rich, drop-dead gorgeous Dom with a real dungeon in his basement. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">Getting what you want isn’t always a good thing and the game takes a drastic turn Claire never saw coming. According to the Dungeon Master’s victims who still haunt his torture chamber, submission has fatal consequences and she’s running out of time. </span><br />
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<i><span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">*Note: This scary tale contains graphic scenes of erotic torture and violence that may cause the reader to stay up late reading with all the lights on. Previously published title that has been revised and re-edited* </span></i><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">Taking a deep breath, she descended the stairs and shoved her crazy fears aside. She’d gone into this with her eyes open and she would not freak out. Carl was a Dom. Her Dom—at least for tonight. If she went into this without trust, limiting her submission, they might as well not even bother. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">When she safely cleared the last step, she lifted her gaze and looked around the room in awe. An actual dungeon. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">Heat washed through her body as her nipples puckered and her panties grew damp. Lord, she felt as if she’d waited her whole life to submit in a real dungeon. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">Gray cinderblock walls and cement foundation. Track lighting fixtures on the ceiling cast a soft glow yet left areas in shadow. A pegboard held a wide variety of floggers, whips, crops and paddles. There against one wall was a strange chair with a padded V-shaped seat to spread the legs open and leather cuffs attached in strategic locations. She noted the familiar shape of a St. Andrew’s Cross looming in the shadows next to an ancient-looking stockade. The dungeon was well-stocked with various padded tables and spanking benches, each one equipped with built-in restraints. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">A small part of Claire hadn’t believed Carl had a dungeon in his basement. But the proof surrounded her. At that very moment in time, she stood in the middle of a private, subterranean, fully equipped dungeon. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">Anticipation supercharged her blood, sending it zooming through her veins. Her abdominal muscles fluttered and she wasn’t sure if the cause was excitement, fear or a combination of the two. She hadn’t thought this far ahead or even got around to wondering how it would feel to be in a dungeon. To know that soon, Carl would restrain and dominate her. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">She shuddered as slender fingers skated over her shoulder and down her spine. Carl. How had she forgotten she wasn’t alone? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">“Go ahead. Take a look around. Check out the equipment while I fix a drink.” He nodded toward a small wet bar. “Would you like anything?” </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">She had to pry her tongue from the roof of her dry mouth to respond. “Water.” A strong drink might help bolster her courage, but Claire didn’t want anything to dull her senses. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">Carl turned to the bar and she moved about the room to get a closer look at things. Hanging from a sturdy chain in the ceiling was some kind of contraption with thick, flat metal vertical slats and horizontal bands. It was elongated, rounded at the top then broadening before tapering again toward the bottom. She estimated it at six to six and a half feet tall. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">Her hand flew upward, covering her mouth to hold back a gasp. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">It couldn’t be? But it was. The damn thing was some kind of cage, roughly in the shape of a human. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">Moving past it quickly, she came to a standing device, shaped like the one hanging from the ceiling but solid. An iron maiden? The device had hinged doors, one of which had been left open, revealing an interior lined with spikes. When a person was shut inside, those spikes would press into their flesh. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">Shooting a nervous glance over her shoulder, she located Carl, still at the bar with his back to her. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">Lord, had she made a mistake believing in this man? If he went too far and she asked him to stop, would he? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;"><i>Kind of late to get nervous.</i> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">Skirting around a gynecological table complete with stirrups, she approached the center of the room and the least threatening apparatus she’d seen so far. Similar to a padded massage table with thick wooden legs but oddly canted, as if the maker cut one set of supports shorter than the other. The table surface itself was short, perhaps two-feet long. At the higher end the padding curved over the rounded edge. She noticed a cut out section at the lower end and off to each side were wide, hinged metal cuffs that would lock someone in place. She stepped around the table and saw similar cuffs toward the bottom of the taller legs. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">Just as she stepped forward, hand extended to test the thickness of the leather padding, a scraping sound had Claire turning her head toward Carl. The toe of her shoe caught on something and her forward momentum threw her off balance. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">Several things occurred at once. She felt herself moving through the air as if she’d been pushed, practically flying with her arm extended, her pelvis slamming into the curved table edge. Her hips folded and her upper body continued, coming to an abrupt halt on top of the table, knocking the breath right out of her. The material of her skirt flapped up, bearing her panty-clad ass to the chilled air. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">She heard the scrape of wood on the concrete floor as the heavy piece of furniture was shoved by the hard impact of her body. This was followed by the loud clang of metal on metal. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">Claire struggled to draw air into her abused lungs and make sense of what had happened. After several painful, wheezed breaths, she pushed with her hands to lift her upper body but was stopped short, her right wrist held firmly in place. Horror dawned as she turned her head to see the cuff had snapped closed over her wrist. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">Her palms were sweaty, her heart pounded against her ribs and her ears were filled with the loud swish of her galloping pulse. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;">Lord, she wasn’t sure what won out, her mortification over the indignant position or fear that she’d had help getting into this mess. Had Carl pushed her or had it been an innocent trip and fall? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 12pt;"> </span></span>Nicole Austinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14125715296952131285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400473468656806683.post-7625851466858729622016-06-22T22:28:00.001-07:002016-06-22T22:28:37.807-07:00Ex-EC Titles Re-Released: Part Two #notchilledThis is a re-post from <a href="http://kammerotica.com/ex-ec-titles-re-released-part-two/">Regina Kammer's blog </a><br />
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For an explanation of what I’m doing here, please see <a href="http://kammerotica.com/ex-ec-titles-re-released-part-1/" target="_blank">Part One of this blog series</a>.
More authors and their reverted titles are listed below. This time
around I received help from a reader who had an extensive library of
books purchased from the Ellora’s Cave website — a library that vanished
during EC’s website “upgrade” (many readers had this happen). This
reader, Cayenne, started keeping track of reversions and re-releases for
herself, and shared the list with me. Readers are awesome. Authors
would be nothing without them, and publishers should do more to
recognize readers’ importance.<br />
Now for the list. Let’s do something positive to <strong>support your favorite author</strong> and their ex-EC titles! Buy their books! Review their books! Spread the word about their books on social media!<span id="more-3254"></span><br />
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Anna Alexander</h2>
<a href="http://www.annaalexander.net/wordpress/books/heroesofsaturn/" target="_blank"><em>Heroes of Saturn</em></a> (series)<br />
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Nicole Austin</h2>
<a href="http://naughtyliterati.com/naughtybookshelf/naughty-heatwave/" target="_blank"><em>Alien Rights</em></a> published in the boxed set <em>Naughty Heatwave</em><br />
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Sidney Bristol</h2>
<a href="http://sidneybristol.com/books/bound-with-pearls/" target="_blank"><em>Bound with Pearls</em> (<em>Atlanta BDSM</em> 1)</a><br />
<a href="http://sidneybristol.com/books/collar-me-in-paris/" target="_blank"><em>Collar Me in Paris</em> (<em>Atlanta BDSM</em> 2)</a><br />
<a href="http://sidneybristol.com/books/under-his-skin/" target="_blank"><em>Under His Skin</em> (<em>So Inked</em> 1)</a><br />
<a href="http://sidneybristol.com/books/the-harder-he-falls/" target="_blank"><em>The Harder He Falls</em> (<em>So Inked</em> 2)</a><br />
<a href="http://sidneybristol.com/books/his-marriage-bargain/" target="_blank"><em>His Marriage Bargain</em> (<em>So Inked</em> 3)</a><br />
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Marisa Chenery</h2>
<a href="http://www.marisachenery.com/timetravel.html" target="_blank"><em>Touched by a Gladiator</em></a><br />
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L.M. Connolly</h2>
(Lynne Connolly now writes contemporary and paranormal romance as L.M. Connolly, and writes historicals as Lynne Connolly)<br />
<a href="http://lmconnolly.lynneconnolly.com/pure-wildfire/" target="_blank"><em>Pure Wildfire</em> (series)</a><br />
<a href="https://www.amazon.com/Sunfire-Pure-Wildfire-Book-1-ebook/dp/B014MWD8EG" target="_blank"><em>Sunfire</em> (<em>Pure Wildfire</em> 1)</a><br />
<a href="https://www.amazon.com/Icefire-Pure-Wildfire-Book-2-ebook/dp/B014LOEXO4" target="_blank"><em>Icefire</em> (<em>Pure Wildfire</em> 2)</a><br />
<a href="https://www.amazon.com/Moonfire-Pure-Wildfire-Book-3-ebook/dp/B014LOEY8O" target="_blank"><em>Moonfire</em> (<em>Pure Wildfire</em> 3)</a><br />
<a href="https://www.amazon.com/Thunderfire-Pure-Wildfire-Book-4-ebook/dp/B014LOTID0" target="_blank"><em>Thunderfire</em> (<em>Pure Wildfire</em> 4)</a><br />
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Tracy Cooper-Posey</h2>
<a href="http://tracycooperposey.com/vistaria-affair/" target="_blank"><em>Vistaria Affair</em> (series)</a><br />
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Lucy Felthouse</h2>
<a href="http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/a-taste-of-london/" target="_blank"><em>A Taste of London</em> (<em>World of Sin</em> 1)</a><br />
<a href="http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/a-taste-of-paris/" target="_blank"><em>A Taste of Paris</em> (<em>World of Sin</em> 2)</a><br />
<a href="http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/a-taste-of-rome/" target="_blank"><em>A Taste of Rome</em> (<em>World of Sin</em> 3)</a><br />
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Cat Grant</h2>
<a href="http://catgrant.com/bookshelf/icon-men-2/" target="_blank"><em>Icon Men</em> (series)</a>: The entire series of three books – <em>The First Real Thing</em>, <em>Appearing Nightly</em>, <em>A Fool for You</em> – is now available as a boxed set.<br />
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Ann Jacobs</h2>
<a href="https://www.amazon.com/This-Time-Forever-Ann-Jacobs-ebook/dp/B01AMLHUO0" target="_blank"><em>This Time, Forever</em></a> (previously <em>Irresistible…Again</em>)<br />
<a href="https://www.amazon.com/Patchwork-Romance-Ann-Jacobs-ebook/dp/B0197NAZIC" target="_blank"><em>A Patchwork Romance</em></a> (previously <em>Mountain Heat</em>)<br />
<a href="https://www.amazon.com/Bliss-House-Ann-Jacobs-ebook/dp/B00OKILIEA" target="_blank"><em>Bliss House</em></a> (previously <em>Haunted</em>)<br />
<a href="https://www.amazon.com/Very-Special-Favor-Ann-Jacobs-ebook/dp/B00O3YCX36" target="_blank"><em>A Very Special Favor</em></a> (previously <em>A Mutual Favor</em>)<br />
<a href="https://www.amazon.com/Beneath-Cornish-Moon-Ann-Jacobs-ebook/dp/B0195QJQ7W" target="_blank"><em>Beneath a Cornish Moon</em></a> (previously <em>Dark Side of the Moon</em>)<br />
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Allyson James</h2>
<a href="http://www.jenniferashley.com/allyson-james-books/tales-of-the-shareem/" target="_blank"><em>Tales of the Shareem</em> (series)</a><br />
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Kathy Kulig</h2>
<a href="https://www.amazon.com/Lost-Steamy-Paranormal-Romance-Novel-ebook/dp/B00ZUZ492A" target="_blank"><em>His Lost Mate</em></a> (previously <em>Wild Jade</em>)<br />
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Lynn LaFleur</h2>
<a href="http://lynnlafleur.com/home/visions/" target="_blank"><em>Visions</em></a> (previously <em>Premonition</em>)<br />
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Rose Maybud</h2>
<a href="https://www.amazon.com/Something-Coffee-Rose-Maybud-ebook/dp/B01715I0H6" target="_blank"><em>Something in the Coffee</em></a><br />
<h2>
Cait Miller</h2>
<a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01H445APY" target="_blank"><em>Believe In the Magic</em> (<em>Shifting Magic Book</em> 1)</a><br />
<h2>
Shelley Munro</h2>
<a href="http://www.shelleymunro.com/series-guide/" target="_blank"><em>House of the Cat</em> (series)</a><br />
<a href="http://www.shelleymunro.com/series-guide/" target="_blank"><em>Middlemarch Shifters</em> (series)</a> (previously <em>Middlemarch Mates</em>)<br />
<h2>
Beverley Oakley</h2>
<a href="http://www.beverleyoakley.com/her-gilded-prison/" target="_blank"><em>Her Gilded Prison</em> (<em>Daughters of Sin</em> 1)</a><br />
<a href="http://www.beverleyoakley.com/dangerous-gentlemen/" target="_blank"><em>Dangerous Gentlemen</em> (<em>Daughters of Sin</em> 2)</a><br />
<a href="http://www.beverleyoakley.com/books/hot-historical/the-mysterious-governess/" target="_blank"><em>The Mysterious Governess</em> (<em>Daughters of Sin</em> 3)</a><br />
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N. J. Walters</h2>
<em>Summersville Secrets</em> series:<br />
<a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01CPPBGPK/" target="_blank"><em>Uncovering Annabelle</em></a> (previously <em>Annabelle Lee</em>)<br />
<a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01E62K6XI/" target="_blank"><em>Enticing Emma</em></a> (previously <em>Heat Wave</em>)<br />
<a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01FUXSP2Q/" target="_blank"><em>Lily’s List</em></a> (previously <em>Lily Blossoms</em>)<br />
<strong>Happy reading!</strong> And stay tuned for Part Three…Nicole Austinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14125715296952131285noreply@blogger.com0