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Peyton's night at the strip club on WIP It Up Wednesday #Wipitup

Welcome to Erotic Notions and WIP It Up Wednesday. This snippet is a from my erotic contemporary billionaire story – FL.E.S.H. 
Scene Set –  Peyton's night at the strip club


Glancing round the neighborhood, he took a quick inventory of a gas station on his right, a couple of homes that hadn't cut their lawn cut in years, two empty lots filled with rotting garbage and a liquor store on the far opposite corner. Kinda looks like where I grew up. And that pretty much sucked.
He grabbed the bar's door handle and stepped inside. The bar area was dark with a few patrons. The majority of the light came from the bar or the flickering TV. He crossed the room and sat at a table facing the front of the stage.A gum-chewing waitress asked him what he wanted. He ordered a beer. A movement on stage caught his attention. He didn't know where to look first. His gaze jumped from the arch of her foot in the red heels, to the mounds of exposed breasts above her bra, to the toned legs that tantalizingly ended at the edge of her black leather thong. When the music started, she half turned. A jolt shot through him and straight to his cock, which jumped to attention. The curve of her ass was a vision. He wanted to trickle his fingers over it. Run his tongue up it. His hands ached to cup the cheeks. She spun around and twisted upside down, righted herself and reversed the direction of her spin. Peyton couldn't remove his gaze. His beer landed on the table. He grabbed a bill from his wallet. The waitress left with a spring in her step. He half wondered if he'd just paid her with a hundred dollar bill.The dancer lifted her foot, placed it on the pole, and then pulled herself flat against it. Peyton swallowed back a moan as the vision of her doing the same thing to him filled his head. The thought of her groin smacking into his… he breathed deep. Calm your jets, dude.When she tossed her head to the left, her long red hair shifted and exposed a black, intricately designed tattoo on her right shoulder. He thought tattoos were cliché and old school, but this one made his cock ache. The design was unidentifiable from his seat. He wanted to get closer, explore, and discover the secret of it. In a flash, the hair was back, and the tattoo hidden.When he refocused on the performer, she'd flipped herself around and was spinning back to the pole with her crotch aimed outward. A shiver bolted up his spine. Those long legs spread wide. He could lose himself for an hour inching his way from ankle to heaven. With a bang, she stopped spinning and dropped to the floor, legs splayed out to the sides. She lifted and dropped her hips as if humping the floor. He brushed the sweat off his brow and then shifted. His erection pressed uncomfortably against his tight jeans.Then it happened. The moment he knew he was lost. She lifted her head and their gazes met. She smiled. At him. There was no one around him. He knew the look was for him. He was a realist. He didn't believe in all that love at first sight crap. But something in those dark eyes spoke to him. He was hooked. He needed to get to know this woman. To bed her. To satisfy an ache that was beyond just physical.What the hell was he doing here? He'd run from this life and found a better one.



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New Release – Fall (Natalie’s Edge #2) by R.B. O’Brien #EARTG #BDSM #romance #erotica

Blurb: At the edge of trust often lies a little betrayal…As Shakespeare wrote, “The course of true love never did run smooth,” and the love between Michael L. Black and Natalie Smith is no exception. Having fallen deeply in love with one another, Michael and Natalie’s passionate and, at times, tumultuous relationship continues to teeter on the edge of happiness as they explore their deepest and sometimes darkest desires of games, bondage, and sex. Michael’s dominant tendencies thrive as Natalie craves to submit her body and mind to him, bringing her to sometimes excruciating pleasure. Love never felt so right.But their relationship will be tested. Truths are hidden. Secrets are revealed. And when Michael’s insecurities inflame his penchant for control and punishment, all the trust and love they have worked so hard to build dismantles itself within one split second. Will they forgive and trust one another again? Or will the betrayal leave them on the edge of devastation?
Buy Links:http://www.extasybooks.com/Fall/http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00XO5F1JI/ref=as_li_tl?ie=UTF8&camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=B00XO5F1JI&linkCode=as2&tag=lucyfelt-20&linkId=PFHGUOJMKCLKGRTShttp://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B00XO5F1JI/ref=as_li_tl?ie=UTF8&camp=1634&creative=19450&creativeASIN=B00XO5F1JI&linkCode=as2&tag=lucyfelthouse-21&linkId=WU5C2CYIJWHUXP6N EXCERPT:He crouched over me, like a lion over its prey, his eyes burning holes into my body, looking me up and down, undressing me, and fucking me with his now black eyes. I couldn’t help but moan, losing any anger I had towards him. Only lust remained as I squirmed under his gaze. He rolled onto his side.
     "Stand up. Take off your costume, Natalie. Let me look at you. And do not hesitate, do not overthink this, or become shy, or let your guilt take over. Obey me this time, would you? I want to see your body. You’ve teased me enough with this outfit tonight, don’t you think?"
     Oh my god. I had teased him? What? To think that I had some effect on him, the way he affected me all the time, was liberating, empowering. I slowly stripped as he stayed lying down on the rug, head propped on his elbow, staring up at me. I was embarrassed at how quickly I had lost my anger, how quickly I always lost my anger around him. Only moments earlier, I was ready to tear into him, give him a solid piece of my mind. Now, I was dripping wet and at his mercy. I liked obeying him. Plain and simple. It turned me on.
     "Wait. Leave on those tiny, taunting panties of yours, and put your pointe shoes back on. Get up on your toes, Natalie, and stay there for me. Let the fire warm and illuminate your beautiful body."
     My empowerment was lost, replaced with an uncomfortable embarrassment, but I did exactly as he asked. I finished tying up my pointe shoes, got on my toes with my back facing him, the fire warming my front, and looked over my shoulder at him shyly. He just stayed there, staring at me, for what felt like an eternity. But god, I wanted him more than I ever had before. "You are so frustrating," I whispered. "I was so mad at you."
     "Sssh. No talking," he said darkly. "Stay right there. Do not move a muscle. Or I will punish you."
     I obeyed, staying on my toes, tightening the muscles in my legs, my ass. It was beginning to hurt.
     "You’re beautiful," he said simply, barely above a whisper.
     "Michael. It’s starting to hurt. I can’t hold it much longer."
     "Good. I want you to hurt for me. I want you to feel what I felt earlier."
     I could feel my body weakening. I began to shake. I looked back at him, pleading with my eyes for him to stop, and yet, I loved his control. I had a sick desire to obey him at all turns. Pain and pleasure always felt right with him.
Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, he finally said, "Good girl. Come over here." He smirked at the power he wielded over me. "Lie down next to me on your stomach. Spread your legs. I am going to grant your wish."
     I held my breath, as again, I did exactly as he asked, lying down on my stomach, inches away from his body. The cramps in my legs slowly subsided. He turned my face to the side to force me to look at him. "Breathe, Natalie," he instructed as I exhaled into his now probing mouth. He flicked his tongue and sucked my mouth. I moaned and began to grind slightly into the soft, plush rug that tickled my body underneath it. He kissed me and kissed me and kissed me. There was no other contact between us. I wanted his cock in me.
     "Fuck me," I begged again.
     "Yes," he said, but did nothing but continue to kiss me, holding my swollen mouth to his with his hands tightly gripping my hair. I could barely breathe. I couldn’t move.
     "Michael..."
     He released my hair. I felt the heavy pressure of his lips against mine. He began to lightly flick his tongue on my tongue, teasingly, sensually. He was dripping in confidence as he smiled and licked me endlessly. I had never been turned on like this from mere kissing. My pussy throbbed, lying on my stomach, waiting in anticipation for him to fuck me.
     He stopped all contact with me and stood up, slowly removing his jeans to reveal his throbbing cock. He smoothed a condom over it and saying nothing, he stood over me, removed my soaking wet panties, and spread my legs wide with his feet until I was sprawled out completely in front of him, flat on my stomach. I wiggled my pussy into the rug, and he still said nothing. He didn’t tell me to lie still. He didn’t tell me to be quiet. He just stood there, agonizingly, over me, as I lay there, feeling exposed and helpless and full of want and need.
     Slowly, ever so slowly, he got down on his knees and again, just stayed there, tracing his fingers over my pointe shoes, up my calves over the ribbon laces, as my breathing quickened and my chest rose and fell in heaving anticipation. I was starting to lose my mind, panting, squirming, and wanting.
     "Please," I begged.
     He slowly rubbed the tip of his cock up and down my slit, exposing its wetness and I moaned, lifting my ass a bit in the air to reach his cock. Again, he said nothing, but he thrust his palms forcefully on my ass and lower back, pressing me into the soft fabric of the rug again. He held me in place, legs spread wide, as he tickled my pussy and clit with the light stroke of his cock. I moaned and started to grind against his cock and he slammed it into me, startling me.Author Bio and Links:





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Spolight on Brenda Trin and Tami Julka's Dream Warrior

Title:  Dream Warrior Series:  Dark Warrior Alliance Book 1Authors:   Brenda Trim and Tami JulkaPublished:  January 28th, 2015Genre:  Paranormal RomanceContent Warning:  Explicit sexual materialRecommended Age:  18+


Synopsis:Along the edges of darkness, a war of attrition rages between the demon plane and the Tehrex Realm.  Dark Warriors alone stand between humans and the evil that seeks to destroy them.  Zander Tarakesh, the sexy as sin vampire king, leads the battle.  Zander is battle-hardened and accustomed to command, yet wrestles to regain control when his Fated Mate is propelled into his world, bombarding him with unfamiliar emotions.  His life depends on him uniting with Elsie, the slip of a mortal, who unknowingly protects a vital piece of his soul.  Eradicating the demons will be an easier task than combating her sense of guilt and betrayal to gain her acceptance, loyalty, and ultimately her love.  And, he must do this before she plunges a stake in his heart.  One thing is certain; the flames of passion ignite a fire in their shared souls…

Elsie Hayes’ life is shattered after the vicious murder of her husband.  Intent on revenge, she spends her evenings killing creatures others only see in nightmares.  A supernatural event teleports Elsie into a world filled with violence, magic and unexpected lust and love when she is thrust from widow to Fated Mate of the enigmatic vampire king.  Can she lower the protective shield around her heart, giving herself to a vampire whose power is the very reason her life was changed forever?


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Excerpt from Dream Warrior by Brenda Trim and Tami Julka

Elsie woke, drenched in sweat with a scream trapped on her lips and her sheets tangled around her legs. Her sister stirred next to her on the queen-sized mattress. She didn’t want to wake her and shoved a fist into her mouth, stifling the scream from clawing its way out as the images from her nightmare continued to consume her. No matter how long and hard she fought it, the visions and memories refused to leave her. 
It always started the same, with her standing on cracked linoleum in the long hall of the group home where Dalton was murdered. She had relived that entire night countless times over the past eighteen months. She squeezed her eyes shut as the images flooded her aching brain for what seemed like the millionth time. An abattoir surrounded her. The walls were sprayed with blood, and there were pools of the crimson liquid congealing on the black-and-white checkerboard floor. She gagged when she saw a lump of bright, red meat on the floor. Flesh. Yellow flags and cones lined the walls and floor, amidst the carnage. Her stomach revolted while her body went numb. 
In between heaving, she had whispered a plea for help. No one responded and she fell into a heap on the floor. Mindless of the blood she sat in, she gazed at the sight of her husband lying in a pool of blood, his sightless eyes trained on her. His neck had been torn open and shredded. How long she sat there screaming she didn’t know. But, finally, a police officer escorted her away from his body and out of the house where her nightmare was made worse when she came up against a mass of news media shouting questions about her husband being the latest TwiKill victim. Her world came to a crashing halt that night. At that moment, a huge black hole imploded into an endless ache in her chest. 
Now, eighteen months later, that black hole had grown thorns and pierced her heart. The pain forced her to curl into a ball on her bed. She hated how much power the memories had over her. Joining SOVA had been a way to gain some of that power back. Still, she longed to be a normal college student again. You haven’t been normal since you were three years old, she thought wryly.




About the Authors:

Neither Brenda nor Tami grew up writing stories or dreaming of one day being authors but that changed when they shared a joint dream of creating a world to bring to life the stories of a group of dangerously handsome supernaturals.

Brenda is a Southern California girl who grew up in chaos, having ten siblings.  Her mother is a brave, courageous woman who gave birth to a small village of children and has successfully battled advanced stage breast cancer for almost two years.  Her parents did something right and taught Brenda how to persevere and accomplish whatever she set her mind to.  Whether that was completing her bachelors and Masters degrees, or writing books, she is always up for a challenge.

Brenda survived the brutal murder of her first husband, John DeCaprio, at the hands of the children he was counseling to go on and help children in similar situations.  Brenda remarried years later and now lives with her husband and their three fun-loving, energetic children.  She loves running, reading, cooking, and Monster Energy drinks.  And, Tami’s margaritas!

Tami is a southern girl, born and raised in Georgia. She is married and has two boys, so needless to say, she is surrounded by testosterone. We are trying to bottle Tami’s strength and positive outlook on life.  It has helped her beat breast cancer and she is a proud three-year survivor. She loves reading paranormal romances, running at the lake near her home, watching college football (Go Dawgs!!!), and is always in search of the next best margarita.

Their life journeys led them both to Texas and one another.  They fast became best friends and can always be found together.  Whether it’s lounging by the pool or writing steamy love scenes, they are frequently seen pissing themselves from laughter.  It’s embarrassing, really.  But that’s ok, life is good!


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Brace For Impact from the newly released box set- Crashing Into Love on Weekend Writing Warriors #8Sunday #CrashingIntoLove

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors on Erotic Notions. This week's 8 - 10 sentences are from my crash romance - Brace For Impact from the newly released box set- Crashing Into Love



Lori gagged on the bile rising in the back of her throat. She inhaled sharply to calm her stomach. If I'm going to die, it's not going to be with vomit all over my uniform.A distant whimper caught her ear. She lifted her head and opened her eyes. The lady in 37D rocked back and forth in her seat. Lori fought the urge to run to her. Her flight attendant training told her to stay seated. The Captain had called, "Brace for impact."


Crashing Into Love blurb - Seven planes lift off…seven planes crash…seven stories of struggle, passion and love in the barren Canadian Wilderness, the coast of England, or the steamy heat of a tropical island. Romance hangs in the balance between survival and death.
Brace for Impact blurb -  What could be simpler than a routine plane trip from Toronto, Canada to Caracas, Venezuela for rookie flight attendant, Lori, and sexy R.C.M.P. officer, Guy Lapierre? But Fate had other intentions.

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7 Paragraphs from the newly released box set- Crashing Into Love on My Sexy Saturday #MySexySaturday #CrashingIntoLove

From the newly released box set- Crashing Into Love - Brace For Impact

Scene Set - Paix and Guy and stranded on a deserted Caribbean island after a plane crash.



She placed two bowls of papaya pieces next to the bed. "Only if you're a good boy and eat your meal."He threw a sideways glance at her. "That's not the only thing I'm going to eat."A shiver shuddered through her. Her nipples stuck straight out."Très belle." He reached around her back and rippled his fingers across her breast.Paix picked up a piece of papaya and slurped it into her mouth then slowly pulled it back out.  She lapped her tongue up the side, tilted back her head and dropped it into her mouth.Guy squeezed his eyes closed. His shoulders shook."Again?" She winked.
Crashing Into Love - Blurb Seven planes lift off…seven planes crash…seven stories of struggle, passion and love in the barren Canadian Wilderness, the coast of England, or the steamy heat of a tropical island. Romance hangs in the balance between survival and death.

Brace for Impact by Daryl Devoré. What could be simpler than a routine plane trip from Toronto, Canada to Caracas, Venezuela for rookie flight attendant, Lori, and sexy R.C.M.P. officer, Guy Lapierre? But Fate had other intentions.
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New Release - Crashing Into Love - 7 Fabulous Authors #CrashingIntoLove

Seven planes lift off…seven planes crash…seven stories of struggle, passion and love in the barren Canadian Wilderness, the coast of England, or the steamy heat of a tropical island. Romance hangs in the balance between survival and death.
Brace for Impact by Daryl Devoré. What could be simpler than a routine plane trip from Toronto, Canada to Caracas, Venezuela for rookie flight attendant, Lori, and sexy R.C.M.P. officer, Guy Lapierre? But Fate had other intentions.
Crashing into You by Lisa Kumar When Ashlee Trent meets handsome businessman Kaiden West on a plane to Australia, he eases her fears even as he sets her heart ablaze. But after their plane crashes into the ocean and they wash ashore, will the secrets surrounding him send their budding relationship into a nosedive?
Crash and Burn by Melissa Keir Can Rob and Keira's second honeymoon lead to romance, or will it crash and burn? On the verge of a divorce, Rob and Keira Matthews book a second honeymoon at the urging of their counselor. Unable to conceive, they've pushed each other away in an effort to protect their hearts. Will a romantic holiday be the ticket to love or a plane crash in disaster??
Crashing Through Time by Jenna Jaxon The most dangerous thing about time travel is knowledge of the past: does she save him and change history, or let the tragic events play out and lose the love of her life?
More than hearts can be broken when you crash through time. 
Love Comes Crashing In by Brenda Dyer Best friends find love in each other's arms, but can that love survive reality?
Falling Hard by D'Ann Lindun He craves solitude to forget what a woman did to him. She needs one last chance before her career ends. Can a plane crash in the Canadian Rockies show them what really matters?
and A Splash of Romance by Deb Julienne Hannah Parks is a trauma nurse on her way to a symposium at the Sister Kenny Rehabilitation Institute. She just started her bucket list and a plane crash definitely isn't on it. Oliver Lawson's divorce is almost final and he's looking to start over. A tropical island, a gorgeous woman, and romance is one thing, getting there as a result of a crash landing...who knew?
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13 Sentences from FLESH on Thursday 13 #Thursday13

This week's 13 sentences come from my erotic contemporary billionaire story - FL.E.S.H. (FLame's Electrifying Sweet Heat.)


Scene Set –  Peyton flies to East Millburg (where Flames lives) Adele is his chauffeur.



By the time Adele dropped him at the departure terminal, he'd sent fifteen texts, some explaining where he could be found and others organizing what people needed to accomplish while he was away. Standing outside the airport, he held back a grimace as his luggage was loaded onto a cart. He disliked flying commercial, but this was going to be faster than getting his pilot and private jet ready. He promised himself when he flew home, he'd use his own jet.Having cleared security, and while seated at his gate, he did an Internet search on Fuchsia Quinn. Found two people with that name, but neither lived in East Millburg. He rubbed his forehead. Not social media savvy. No Facebook page. No Twitter account. I'm dealing with an ancient. How can someone be totally disconnected?
Blurb
When secrets conflict with dreams, love explodes.
After a mistake by a surgeon’s scalpel shattered Fuchsia Quinn's dance career, she picked up the pieces of her life and moved forward. As the owner of a small, struggling dance school in a depressed neighborhood she supplements her income with a late night job at a dive bar. Haunted by the fear of humiliation, if her secret is revealed, her life was under control until the night he walked into the bar.
Peyton Lang, having run from a bad neighborhood, lives the lifestyle of a successful billionaire. Frustrated that his current multi-million dollar project is stalled, Peyton drops in to LEATHER-ICIOUS for a simple drink and late night entertainment. What he saw was a beautiful redhead. What he found was he wanted her.
After a lusty night with a hot pole dancer, Peyton and Fuchsia's worlds are about to collide.

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What people are saying about FL.E.S.H. –
 5 Star!  ***** Flame is a woman who does what she needs to do to make ends meet. Pole dancing isn't her idea of a job but she has dreams. Ms. Devore writes a compelling tale of a woman who won't give up her dreams. When she meets a man who turns her on, her world flips on its end. I loved how strong Flame was. She's the kind of woman I admire. Peyton is a dream come true. We'd all love a man like him to would do anything to protect and keep us happy.
If you love a story with fabulous characters, a compelling plot and sizzling chemistry, FLESH is for you! I loved it!
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Peyotn heads off for a night on the town on WIP It Up Wednesday #Wipitup

Welcome to Erotic Notions and WIP It Up Wednesday. This snippet is a from my erotic contemporary billionaire story – FL.E.S.H.
Scene Set –  Peyton flies to East Millburg (where Flames lives) Adele is his chauffeur.



By the time Adele dropped him at the departure terminal, he'd sent fifteen texts, some explaining where he could be found and others organizing what people needed to accomplish while he was away. Standing outside the airport, he held back a grimace as his luggage was loaded onto a cart. He disliked flying commercial, but this was going to be faster than getting his pilot and private jet ready. He promised himself when he flew home, he'd use his own jet.Having cleared security, and while seated at his gate, he did an Internet search on Fuchsia Quinn. Found two people with that name, but neither lived in East Millburg. He rubbed his forehead. Not social media savvy. No Facebook page. No Twitter account. I'm dealing with an ancient. How can someone be totally disconnected?The boarding call interrupted his search. The departure was standard. The flight attendants did their safety speech. The captain told them they were third in line for takeoff. He picked up the Wildflower Ridge Development file, which he'd placed on the empty seat next to him, and searched the dossier for something he'd missed. Something that would spring up and bite him in the ass, stalling the project. Something other than Ms. Quinn.After the third reading, he conceded he'd missed nothing. Sliding the papers back into the file, he glanced out the window. Farm fields sped past beneath him. The pressure in his ears built. They'd be landing soon. He stowed the file in his briefcase and settled back in his seat. The thump of tires on tarmac announced they'd landed. Like everyone else, Peyton was standing long before the plane's doors were opened.Outside the airport, Peyton stepped to the curb and released a short sharp whistle. Five years of living in New York City had taught him how to call a cab. Also taught him where to get the best pastrami sandwich in North America. As the cabbie tossed his luggage into the trunk, Peyton sat in the back seat."Where to?" The cab slammed his door."Bridge Towers." Peyton watched the city speed past as the taxi driver zigzagged through traffic. "Hey. Where can a guy find a little fun?"The taxi driver glanced in the mirror. "Champagne or beer?""Beer." All he wanted was some time to relax and drink a beer. If naked breasts or an ass bounced in his face, all the better."There's this dive spot out on the edge of town. LEATHER-ICIOUS. Pole dancers and strippers. They got some of the best-looking girls around. The strippers'll give you a lap dance that'll make you sweat. And the pole dancers. Wow. What they can do. Flexible. Real Gumbis."The cab stopped at the Bridge Towers main entrance. A valet reached for the door and opened it. Peyton glanced at the meter and added two twenties to the total. "Thanks for the tip. LEATHER-ICIOUS. I'll check it out." He followed the valet to the registration desk, then the bellhop to his penthouse suite.Pulling the balcony door open, he stepped out and surveyed the view. The sun was still up, not a cloud to be seen. His stomach rumbled. He hadn't eaten lunch on the plane. He rarely ate when flying. High altitude affects your sense of taste. Why eat good food if you can't taste it? He called room service and ordered a burger, a small salad, and a cold beer.Stretching out on the bed, he grabbed the remote and flipped channels looking for anything to watch. He settled for a rerun of a Californication episode.After wolfing his supper, he spent an hour watching the business report on BNN then three hours answering emails and texts. Princess sent him a selfie in her ballerina costume. He sent a reply that she was the cutest and best dancer on the stage before shutting off his laptop. He called a cab then changed into a pair of jeans, a black t-shirt, and a pair of sneakers. If you venture into an unfamiliar bar in the rough part of town, it was best not to look like you had billions in the bank.He strolled down the hallway to the elevator, rode it down the forty-five levels to ground floor, and entered his waiting cab.The cabbie looked into his rearview. "Where to?""LEATHER-ICIOUS.""In the mood for a little adventure, huh?"Peyton grinned and sat back as the cab pulled away from the curb.


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Spotlight on Revenge Best Served Hot by Jackie Braun

 
Sign: Virgo

He's all business...until he's all hers

Brody Flynn waited years to get his revenge on Douglass Shipping for his parents’ accidental deaths. Now the company is fumbling, profits are down, and it's the perfect time for a hostile takeover. Vengeance. But the former CEO's daughter Kate Douglass has other plans...

Kate’s been waiting for her chance to take on a real role at Douglass and prove to her family that she's not the fragile piece of glass they all think she is. There's no way she'll give up without a fight. All she has to do is convince the gorgeous new CEO to hire her...and not fall for him.

But Brody was never supposed to feel attracted to the daughter of his enemy. He was never supposed to want her as hard as he does. And the only thing stronger than his hunger for revenge is his hunger for her...

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About the Author: Jackie Braun is the author of more than thirtycontemporary romances. Her books have been nominated for three RITA Awards and four National Readers' Choice Awards. She makes her home in Michigan with her husband, two sons and a rescued poodle-mix.

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Excerpt

With a shrug, Brody pulled open the door and strode out, only to find himself nose to forehead with the pretty young brunette he’d spied around the office a couple of times now. She backed up a step, but not before their bodies had thumped together. The collision wasn’t exactly unpleasant.

Her soft curves made certain of that. But her identity, as well as the severe frown that had her lips drawn into an upside down U, had Brody taking a quick step back.

Katherine Douglass, Jonathon’s daughter and only child. According to Brody’s intel, she was twenty-nine, with a master’s degree in business administration from Northwestern University, where she’d also earned an undergraduate degree in transportation and logistics and graduated in the top 10 percent of her class.

As impressive as she was beautiful. But she was his enemy’s daughter, which also made her off-limits.

Her attire was no-nonsense, as was the way she wore her hair, pulled away from her oval face in a ponytail that trailed halfway down her back. Her father called her by her full name, but seeing her in business attire made Brody wonder if anyone ever referred to her as Kathy or Kate or by some other, less regal-sounding moniker. Right now she didn’t look much the heiress she was.

She’d been surprisingly quiet during the board meetings Brody had attended, perhaps because she wasn’t an actual member. She’d sat in at her father’s behest, but apparently only to take notes and pour coffee. A waste of her skills, if her background check was any indication. Brody didn’t think she much cared for her roles as gofer and observer, given the way her jaw had clenched whenever other members were given an opportunity to comment.

In fact, during their admittedly brief acquaintance, he hadn’t heard her say more than a couple of words. But she did now, sputtering them out in disjointed fashion as she struggled to regain composure.

“M-Mr. Flynn! My apologies. I didn’t mean to… I was just…”

She drew her hand to the very chest that a moment earlier had brushed against his. Brody’s intel had failed to mention that she smelled like fresh linen or that when she blinked, one eye tended to close more slowly than the other one.

“That’s all right. No harm done.” He caught himself before he could add it had been his pleasure. Even though it had been. Entirely.









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Spotlight on Robin Beilman's Blame It On The Kiss

Blame It On The Kiss

Robin Bielman

The one guy she shouldn't want...

Honor Mitchell has lived with guilt and regret for a long time, so when she promises to do the things on her dying best friend's wish list, she's determined to follow through and do something right for a change. But when she's thrown together for wedding duties with the one man who complicates her vow--just by looking at him--she has to put her faith in Bryce Bishop's pledge to help her, no strings attached.

Bryce's near one-night stand with his ex-girlfriend's best friend a few months ago might have been a mistake, but helping the beautiful, free-spirited Honor with her promise isn't. His trust in women is shot, but he can't help but play his best man card to his advantage and help Honor tick off the items on his ex's list, even if it puts him in a no-win situation. Because his assistance might get Honor what she wants, but suddenly being the do-good guy puts his plans--and heart--in serious jeopardy.

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About the Author: When not attached to her laptop, USA Today Bestselling Author Robin Bielman can almost always be found with her nose in a book. A California girl, the beach is her favorite place for fun and inspiration. Her fondness for swoon-worthy heroes who flirt and stumble upon the girl they can't live without jumpstarts all of her story ideas. She is a 2014 RITA Finalist, loves to frequent coffee shops, and plays a mean game of sock tug of war with her cute, but sometimes naughty dog, Harry. She cherishes her family and friends and loves to connect with readers.

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“I think game time’s over,” Honor said.

“I think the only game that comes to my mind that’s played in a closet with a beautiful girl has got to do with kissing. Seven Minutes in Heaven or something like that. And since we are in the wedding party, it’s our duty to follow through, right?”

He thought she was beautiful?

Tingles swept over her lips and down the backs of her arms.

“Am I right?”

She cleared her throat and told her body to ignore any more tingles, quivers, flutters, shivers, trembles, prickles, or shudders he might instigate. Bryce belonged to her best friend, even if she wasn’t here to claim him. “Yes, it’s a kissing game. But the rules say one minute.”

“So you planned to kiss the guy that found you in here?”

“Yes.”

“On the mouth?” he asked, surprised.

“Yes. But no tongue.”

The small space between them dissolved as he canted his head down to talk in her ear. “I think it’s our obligation to play, Honor. It’s just a game, so can I kiss you?”

YES! Her traitorous body shouted as his husky voice made her toes curl. Then, like he had some magic mojo, she put her arms around his neck. Her hands should not have been anywhere but at her sides, dammit. She reasoned the dark had something to do with it. Because she couldn’t really see him, she could pretend he was Theo James and this was her sixty seconds of pretend boyfriend kissing.

“We shouldn’t.”

“I know.”

Maybe it was his agreement. Maybe it was her earlier desire to break her dry spell, to not leave the closet until she’d gotten a kiss. Whatever it was, she found herself pushing aside her guilt and wanting to finish the game she’d agreed to play.

“Okay,” she said.

“You sure?”

God, did he have to be so careful with her? She touched her nose to his. “Yes.”

“Plan on one minute in heaven, Honor.”









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