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June 30, 2016

June 28, 2016

Another Homemade Dish from Tory Richards

I don't cook from scratch often but there are a few dishes that I really enjoy and they're very easy to make. Below is a dish that doesn't really have a name but it's a favorite in my house. You can really make as little or as much as you want depending on how many you serve. Can't screw this recipe up!

1 or 2 bags fresh green beans - cut tips off the end and wash
10 small red potatoes
1 pound cooked bacon
2 onions - peeled and cut in quarters
4 fresh garlic cloves - peeled



Boil everything but the bacon in a pot.
Once cooked drain the water, add the bacon and some butter.
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Published on June 28, 2016 09:08

June 27, 2016

Beartastic!

Pictures from my pinterest board.

Grizzly Bear in Alaska

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Published on June 27, 2016 12:41

June 26, 2016

Bigfoot Descendant Romance


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When Toni finally came to, she had no way of knowing how long she’d been out. As she slowly regained consciousness, she became aware that she was in some kind of cave, lying on something that felt soft and furry. At first she thought it was a dead animal. She jumped to her feet and moved away from it, only to find that it was just an animal hide. Picking it up, she examined it before wrapping it around her cold body. 

She glanced around the cave, wondering how she’d gotten there, and then her memory returned. Where was he? That a man had dragged her in there she had no doubts. She could tell the cave went further back, she could see the flickering shadows against the walls indicating some kind of lighting, but she wasn’t about to go exploring. The loud sound of moving water reminded her that she was still near the river. She turned toward the mouth of the cave, walked to the edge, and glanced down. As far as she could tell, it was the only way out of there. 

If she had jumped the night before she would have killed herself. Nothing but boulders and large rocks lined the steep incline down to the river. Something off to the side drew her attention, and she gasped, recognizing one of the men that had been after her. There was no question that he was dead. His twisted, broken body was lying just inches from the river, his bloody face and glazed, lifeless eyes were staring up at her. She shivered with repulsion and searched around for his friend, until remembering that she’d heard the sound of a splash. 

Her gaze shifted across the water to the other side, wondering if he’d crossed the river or had been swept away with the current. Even if he had managed to swim across he wouldn’t have been able to climb up the embankment. More likely than not he’d been washed down the river and had drowned. At least she didn’t have to worry about the men anymore. Once she returned to the cabin she’d call Detective Todd and tell her what happened, and with a little luck, the local police were already searching for her. 

Toni didn’t realize how close she was to the edge until she felt the heel of her foot begin to slip. She screamed when the reality that she was falling rushed over her. Once again a muscular arm came out of nowhere and encircled her waist. Then, with surprising ease, she was hauled against a huge male body. She knew it was male because he was naked, and there was no denying the feeling of a large, flaccid cock against her backside. 
She glanced down, thanking God his arm wasn’t as hairy as she’d been expecting, but still screamed and tried to wiggle free. He was much too strong for her. He kept her tight against him, grunting when she dug her nails into his flesh. He pulled her away from the cave entrance and tossed her against the cave wall. She hit it forcefully, crying out, and clutched the fur as it started to slip down. 

Toni swung around and stared at the man in shock. One thing she knew for certain, he wasn’t Bigfoot, but he was big, possibly seven feet tall. And he was definitely human, his features were rugged and strong and not totally unpleasant. He had long brownish hair that appeared streaked with blond, his brown eyes conveyed intelligence and something else that she couldn’t quite put her finger on. 

His naked body revealed that he was well muscled, from his thick neck, defined biceps, pectorals, and sculptured abs. His thighs were as solid as small tree trunks, and his flaccid cock was surprisingly thick and long. The light dusting of hair that covered his body was like any other man, allowing Toni to see his scars and other imperfections.
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Published on June 26, 2016 11:36

June 25, 2016

TRS Party Going On

Link You need to head over there right now and enter for the $100 grand prize! 
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Published on June 25, 2016 16:27

June 24, 2016

A Writer Never Retires

If you're a writer then you might understand what I mean when I say that. If you're like me you started writing at a young age, way before you became a teenager. Being published probably wasn't even on your radar, all you knew was that you wanted to be a writer. There's always a new story waiting to get out. Our minds are always working, fantasizing, figuring out a new plot, developing characters, just thinking, thinking, thinking! I especially find it hard shutting down when it's time for bed.

I've been writing since the age of ten, fifty years, and I can't imagine not writing. It's my passion, it's in my blood, and it's the air I breathe to live.
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Published on June 24, 2016 12:33

June 23, 2016

Up in Flames



Did you know that this short, hot office romance is free now?


Rachel Masters has had a crush on her sexy boss for three years. As far as she knows the millionaire architect is oblivious to her, walking past her desk every morning with barely a nod in her direction. But when the power goes out and they're trapped in an elevator, the truth comes out in one steamy episode designed to take Rachel's mind off being claustrophobic.
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Published on June 23, 2016 11:46

June 22, 2016

Tease Me Thursday

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Tyson & Brooklyn teaser
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Published on June 22, 2016 20:30

June 20, 2016

I'm blogging over at Coffee Thoughts at Coffee Time Roman...

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Published on June 20, 2016 08:30

June 18, 2016

His Possession Snippet

I didn’t let the beautiful setting put me at ease.
Finally Raze released a heavy breath and said, “You won’t be welcome here. Every brother in there hates you and wants you gone.” Brothers in an MC stuck together, had each other’s backs, and I’d done the unthinkable. He didn’t have to explain what he meant by gone, either. A feeling of dread settled in my belly. “You hear me?” he snapped.
“Yes.” I bit down on my bottom lip, fighting the emotion that was threatening to swell, knowing what to expect, and also knowing that a lack of backbone would only make it worse. They wouldn’t look at me as a woman who needed protection, but one that they wanted to humiliate and destroy. “Will they rape me?” I had to know. I could handle just about anything but that. Buy Link
An angry growl escaped Raze, and he turned his head so he could look over his shoulder at me. “You think we’re animals? Fuck you, Rosa. We don’t rape women. Now get off.”
I climbed off, putting my hand on his shoulder to use it as leverage. I met the silent fierceness in his eyes, remembering his earlier warning. “Sorry for touching you.” I stepped away. Raze snorted, dismounted, and then wrapped his large hand around my upper arm. As he began to pull I yanked back sharply. “I can walk on my own, Raze.”
I didn’t have time to blink. He reacted like a feral animal, cornering his weaker prey. I found myself being pushed up against the side of the building, his unyielding body against mine, as he lowered his face down to mine. “You’re mine, baby,” he snarled, his hot breath slapping me in the face. “If I don’t show every brother in there that you’re my possession they’ll think it’s open season to your pussy, even though they hate you they’ll still want to fuck you. You fucking want that?”
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Published on June 18, 2016 12:47