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The story behind XVII by Mark D. Diehl – Enter to WIN $50 GC! #GF_17

The Background of XVII by Mark D. Diehl

“Seventeen” is set in the Midwestern United States in the not too distant future. Civilization has evolved to a point where corporations own and control everything on Earth. If you want to survive, you’ve got to have something the corporations want, but what do you give them when they’ve taken all but your soul?

As the earth’s supply of raw materials dwindled to nothing, corporations were able to corner every market, all around the world. They used this unprecedented power to gradually replace government as the focal point of human power. Like governments, corporations are immortal and soulless. Unlike governments, corporations act solely to benefit the bottom line. As such, they have supplanted the old governmental power base — election by the people — with the corporate power base of efficiency.

To remain efficient in spite of deepening shortages, corporate culture demanded that society be reshaped into a rigid hierarchy. Now there are 17 billion people on the planet, each with nothing to trade but total obedience to the organization. At the bottom of the corporate hierarchy: perfectly compliant “brain trust” employees, who are kept alive but unconscious for hundreds of years after natural deaths would have occurred, their brains processing information as parts of enormous data banks. They outnumber the conscious “ambulatory” workers by a wide margin.

The ecosystem has been destroyed, and because so many toxic plant varieties developed with irrepressibly infectious genes in the early days of genetic engineering, all plants have been declared illegal. Nearly every product on Earth is made from secretions of patented, genetically modified bacteria, with each purchase debited from corporate accounts at the point of sale. Medicines, too, are synthesized from various strains of bacteria, with unseen doctors debiting accounts as their computers authorize prescriptions for their roughly 30,000 patients each.

Eadie, a 19 year-old waitress in one of the synthetic-food diners owned by a gargantuan organization, brings the society’s brutal control mechanisms into play against her when she intervenes in a struggle on behalf of a bedraggled alcoholic known as the Prophet. He predicts she will lead a revolution, but how is that possible when she lacks the power to change even her own miserable situation?  She has nothing, she is nothing.

Street drugs, too, are now made from engineered bacteria. Brian, a heroin dealer, is dosed with an unknown substance produced by an untested strain and runs off into the night, eventually seeking help that brings him into contact with Eadie and her band of desperate followers. His herbalist, Dok, can’t tell if Brian’s condition is just a case of undifferentiated schizophrenia or some new kind of brain damage, but he’d rather have Brian keep the gun than hold onto it, himself.

Though Eadie comes to believe that she was indeed intended for a greater purpose, she finds herself a destitute outcast, forced into hiding by the powerful enemies she has made.  She must rely on the resourcefulness of the followers she has unwittingly attracted as the only means of advancing her cause.  In order to achieve her destiny in a world run by brutal, ultra-hierarchical corporations, her own primitive organization will have to run just as tightly and have equally severe consequences for disobedience.

SEVENTEEN

By Mark D. Diehl

Most of the world’s seventeen billion people are unconscious, perpetually serving their employers as part of massive brain trusts. The ecosystem has collapsed, and corporations control all of the world’s resources and governments. A bedraggled alcoholic known as the Prophet predicts nineteen year-old waitress Eadie will lead a revolution, but how can she prevail when hunted by a giant corporation and the Federal Angels it directs?

EXCERPT:  

The man’s mouth hung open as he stared at her face. His long, ashen hair had shifted, revealing a smudge of grease or dirt that made an almost perfect circle on his forehead.

“Sir? Are you all right?”

His eyes widened. “It is you,” he said. “At last. I have been looking forward to meeting you for such a long, long time.”

“Oh, yeah, sorry it took me so long to get to your table, sir. I just clocked in.”

He blinked slowly, pondering her response. “Ah,” he said. “You are a waitress, still.  Well, then, General, I would have a cup of Vibrantia, if it pleases you.” The man’s expression never altered and his lips remained mostly still as he spoke, making it seem as though his voice was coming from somewhere or someone else.

Eadie clenched her teeth, trying not to laugh, though his words made her feel as though she was being tickled with a feather along her spine. “I’m sorry, sir. This is a corporate restaurant owned by McGuillian Corporation, so we synthesize only McGuillian patents. We have Synapsate but not Vibrantia. Would that be all right?”

“Of course, General. That would be lovely, if it pleases you.”

“Okay, sir. And my name is Eadie, by the way.”

“Thank you, General Eadie. And, if you like, you may address me as many have lately come to do. I am the Prophet.”

AUTHOR INFORMATION: 

Mark D. Diehl writes novels about power dynamics and the way people and organizations influence each other. He believes that obedience and conformity are becoming humanity’s most important survival skills, and that we are thus evolving into a corporate species.

Diehl has: been homeless in Japan, practiced law with a major multinational firm in Chicago, studied in Singapore, fled South Korea as a fugitive, and been stranded in Hong Kong.

After spending most of his youth running around with hoods and thugs, he eventually earned his doctorate in law at the University of Iowa and did graduate work in creative writing at the University of Chicago. He currently lives and writes in Cape Elizabeth, Maine.

Author’s Website: http://www.markddiehl.com

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#MySexySaturday – A sweet moment from REBELS AND ROMANCE #LGBT #dystopian #newrelease

Hello peeps! It’s the 25TH week of My Sexy Saturday. Here are the details:

every Saturday, published and unpublished authors will be sharing 7 words,

sentences, or paragraphs from a work-in-progress or an already published story.

Here’s seven from NEVER GONNA DESERT YOU, which is one of the stories in

my new PRINT release, REBELS AND ROMANCE:

“I remember you telling me how you wanted to taste them, see if I….” Her cheeks flushed. If I taste the same.

Melina’s expression changed. She grinned, eyes sparkling. “Well, let’s find out.” She removed a strawberry from the container and placed the ripe fruit between her full lips.

God, she wanted to kiss her. Brook groaned, suddenly envious of the berry. “How is it?”

Melina stared at her while taking a bite. She slurped in a piece, red juice running down her chin. “Mmm, better than I ever imagined.”

Then Melina leaned forward. Her moist lips met the sensitive skin of Brook’s neck, sending liquid heat rushing through her veins. Brook’s pussy throbbed. If they’d been in her apartment, Brook would have Melina naked already.

Melina pulled away, running her finger down between Brook’s breasts. “But I’d rather taste you any day.”

Brook’s head spun. Electric tension left her synapses firing. “Maybe we have time to—”

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Home For The Holidays Blog Hop November 13-18 – Grand Prize = $450 GC!! #holiday #recipes #ebooks

Hello and welcome to the Home for the Holidays Hop!

Thank you to Krystal Shannon and everyone else at

The Romance Troupe for organizing this hop!

For the hop, we are supposed to share our favorite holiday recipe.

Here’s mine, a favorite in my household. The picture doesn’t do it justice:

PB Marshmallow Squares

1 pkg butterscotch chipits (Used white chocolate in above pic for something different)

1/4 cup melted butter or margerine

1/2 cup peanut butter

2 cups mini marshmallows

Melt first three ingredients over boiling water. (I use a double boiler.) Once melted, remove from heat and add marshmallows. Put in square cake pan and let sit in fridge.

NEW RELEASE!!

He fills her with forbidden longing…

Widowed for over a year, Sera longs for the company of her younger, sexier neighbor, the one man she can never have—unless she plans to rob the cradle. It’s too dangerous…

She’s the only one for him…

Adam never wanted to settle down…until Sera. But even when her children give him the green light, he must prove age is an alien concept…

Will Sera give him a chance, or will Adam be left in the cold, never more than her alien admirer?

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A woman who rebels against everything she is told to believe – Review of ARCHETYPE by @_MDWaters

ARCHETYPE by M.D. Waters

Emma wakes in a hospital, with no memory of what came before. Her husband, Declan, a powerful, seductive man, provides her with new memories, but her dreams contradict his stories showing her a past life she can’t believe possible: memories of war, of a camp where girls are trained to be wives, of love for another man. Something inside her tells her not to speak of this but she does not know why. She only knows she is at war with herself.

Suppressing those dreams during her daylight hours, Emma lets Declan mold her into a happily married woman, and begins to fall in love with him. But the day Noah stands before her, the line between her reality and dreams shatters.

In a future where women are a rare commodity, Emma fights for freedom but is held captive by the love of two men—one her husband, the other her worst enemy. If only she could remember which is which…

My Review:

*Please note: I was sent an ARC copy of this book for my honest review.

Waking up in a hospital with no memory of her life, Emma Burke desperately tries to figure out who she was before her mysterious accident. But when her memories begin to haunt her dreams and waking hours, they contradict what she has been told by her doctor and husband. What is the truth? Emma must piece everything together to figure out who she can trust, and who she really is.

Archetype is a fabulous book that takes place in a futuristic world where science is so advanced that the Earth is overpopulated by men due to genetic tampering, and the women that do exist often have fertility problems.

But in the walls of the hospital, those issues do not concern Emma. She just wants to figure out who she is, why she keeps dreaming of a beach she’s never visited, and the identity of the man who makes sweet lover to her there, a man she knows is not her husband.

From the very first page, I was hooked. Archetype drew me in, and I held on tight for the entire thrilling ride. I wanted to know what happened to Emma as much as she did. The truth? Life-altering…

Ms. Waters is a gifted storyteller who has created an engaging story that is right up my alley. Her characters are all very realistic, and I felf as if I was there with them, as if I was the main character, Emma.

But, I don’t know what Emma is going to do now that she knows the truth. The ending is very suspenseful, and now I HAVE to read Prototype as soon as it’s available to find out what happens next.

I highly recommend Prototype by M.D. Waters. It is definitely one of my favorite reads this year and is included with my sci-fi romance recommended reads. If you enjoy science fiction romance, romantic suspense, or even a good love story, you should give this one a read.

Available February 6, 2014.

You can pre-order from:

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You can find M.D. Waters here:

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Where in the World is Archetype tour

Hosted by Charissa Weaks

Want to join in? It’s simple. Here are the rules:

1. Possess your own blog and be willing to do a post about the book.

2. Read within the allotted timeframe of 2 weeks and mail to next recipient.

3. Take a pic of you and the book and post on your site.

4. Write a little note to Charissa inside the cover since this is her ARC (Unless you have your own copy)

Anyone interested in participating should contact Charissa Weaks at cweaksblog at gmail dot com.

#MySexySaturday from ALIEN ADMIRER – Craving the guy next door #scifirom #AlienNextDoor

Hi peeps! It’s the 24TH week of My Sexy Saturday. Here are the details:

every Saturday, published and unpublished authors will be sharing 7 words,

sentences, or paragraphs from a work-in-progress or an already published story.

Here’s seven from ALIEN ADMIRER, my new release:

Maybe it’d been a sign to consider dating again. Rob would never return to her. Time to find comfort, and possibly love, for a second time. But she had to quit looking for the attention she craved next door. She needed a man her own age, one who already had his life established, settled down.

Slipping out to the porch, she grabbed the towel Adam had lent her. Gotta wash this tomorrow and give it back to him. I don’t need a reminder of him lying around. She caught a whiff of his cologne on the material. Where the scent had bothered her earlier, this time it left her craving another warm body in bed all the more.

Time to stop turning men down when they asked her out. She was on the market again, done with giving the cold shoulder.

Tonight, in her fantasies, she belonged to her neighbor. Raising the towel to her face, she

breathed in, letting the same warmth from his arms fill her again. With an aching need between her legs, she returned to her room. She lay on the bed, placing the towel beside her. Spreading her legs, she began the seductive sweep of her fingers, picturing Adam between them, teasing, licking, sucking…. Arousal skyrocketed at the mental image of him gazing at her from below.

The tormented pleasure she’d denied herself over the past year left her head spinning.

With a shriek, she detonated, the orgasm shooting through her. “Adam,” she cried, thrusting her hips in the air. The rolling waves continued and she shuddered, gasping for air. God, it had been so long since she’d had that kind of release.

Way to betray Rob’s memory. You cannot do that again. Why had she imagined her neighbor while doing it? Of all the men to fantasize about…. Every time she encountered Adam again, she’d remember that fantasy, yearn for her fantasies to become real. And he came around often.

But as eye candy, he is so worth the awkwardness. She turned on her side and curled up to the body pillow, more content than she’d been in a long time.

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Hump Day Hook – Sera is caught skinny-dipping in ALIEN ADMIRER #HDH #scifirom #AlienNextDoor

Hello everyone! Today, I’m going to share with you an excerpt

from Alien Admirer, which is now available.

“Need a towel?”

Sera shrieked and jerked to a halt. Oh, hell. Everyone was supposed to be sleeping. She squeezed her eyes shut, hoping she’d imagined the voice. Opening them again, she took a quick

look to her left.

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Be sure to visit the Hump Day Hook blog to see who else is participating this week.

A Scorching hot friends to lovers story – SWEETEST SPLENDOR by @KaceyHammell #eroticromance

Sweetest Splendor

Book 2: Club Splendor (sequel to Sweetest Salvation)

A Romance on the Go Short Story (30 pgs)

Publisher: Evernight Publishing

Contemporary Erotic Romance

Content Warning: Contains Voyeurism, Anal Sex, Toys

ISBN# 9781771306119

5 Stars ~ “ Scorching hot friends to lovers story with enough heat to frazzle eReaders and just the right amount of sweet to touch hearts. Sweetest Splendor is one heck of a spicy read!” JoAnne, Amazon

Blurb: 

Bridget Guthrie and Zander Hudson have worked at Club Splendor together for years, sharing smoldering glances, flirting, and building a friendship. Thanks to the club’s strict policy of no staff fraternization, they’ve resisted how much they truly want each another.

With Bridget leaving to explore her dreams, they no longer have to hide their passions. After hours, in one of the pleasure rooms at Club Splendor, they finally give in to the burning desire they’ve held at bay for too long.  She’s taken care of other people’s love lives for so long while at the club, can she find the courage to take care of her own needs and fantasies?

Excerpt:

© Kacey Hammell, 2013

Bridget gasped and inched away from him. Turning, her eyes locked with his. Her bottom came up against the table behind, her heart racing, realizing there was little room to move. She was trapped between Zander and the wooden object. Nerves skated down her spine. The hunger and need in the darkness of his eyes emboldened her, filled her with a confidence she never experienced before.

No time to think about that. Not when desperate need coursed through her. His first kiss against her skin changed things. There was no way she’d accept just friendship with him now.

Anxious, wanting to hold onto this moment with him, and share her innermost desires, she grabbed the remote from the table and hit a button. The curtains behind her opened. She watched Zander’s eyes shift upward and go wide. They returned to hers and he grinned.

Bridget hit another button and the room filled with moans and sounds of flesh slapping against flesh. She trembled hearing the couple’s rough but no-doubt-exhilarating sex behind the glass. Always hard on each other while at the same time as gentle as their love, both enjoyed vigorous and no-holds barred sex and gave no apologies.

Zander stepped toward her, and skimmed his palms across her stomach, creating heat and butterflies circling inside her. So hot, his skin warmed her.

But when he lowered his head to hers, his lips gliding against hers, all thoughts fled and she pulled him closer, need and anticipation filling her.

Empowered, she slipped her tongue inside of his mouth. He moaned and opened wider for her, allowing her to discover the delicious taste of him. Cupping his ass cheeks, she held him close as they explored, and his palms drifted over the globes of her bottom.

Her heart thrummed as he fisted the soft cotton of her skirt then tugged her even closer. She didn’t think it was possible to be so absorbed in this man. She craved crawling all over him for endless hours.

Zander pressed his forehead against hers. “Bridget,” he muttered, “I want you. So much.”

“I want you too.” She brushed her lips against his.

Lifting his hands, he made quick work of the buttons of her blouse. He pulled open the sides, and groaned. “This is what you wear to work?”

He smoothed his fingers along the valley between her breasts and skimmed over the sheer see-through material of her bra. She loved lingerie and spent as much money as possible at Victoria’s Secret. Her one indulgence, she treated to herself whenever she socked her school money away from her allotted bi-weekly checks or any extra income from working more hours at the club.

His wide and hungry eyes made her feel sexy and she smirked at him. “You don’t like it?”

“If I liked it any better I’d have a heart attack right now. Jesus, gorgeous…your tits are so hot behind that lacy stuff.”

Available at:

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All Romance  |  Bookstrand  |  Smashwords

 

About the Author

Avid Reader. Romance Author. Redhead…

Canadian-born author, Kacey Hammell is definitely a book-a-holic, who began reading romances at a young age and became easily addicted.  These days, as a multi-published erotic romance author, she enjoys adding a lot of heat, sass and emotion to the Contemporary Romances she writes.

A mom of three, Kacey has made certain each of her children know the value of the written word and the adventures they could escape on by becoming book-a-holics in their own right. She lives her own happily ever after with her perfect hero in Ontario, Canada, and is a true romantic at heart.

Connect with Kacey…

Website | Newsletter | Facebook | Facebook Author Page | Twitter 

Amazon | Goodreads | Pinterest | Instagram |Triberr

Book 1 of Club Splendor is also available:
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Sweetest Salvation

Are YOU ready to BUG OUT? Guest post by Renee Charles #zombies #PNR #Giveaway

Are you ready to “Bug Out”?

Zombie believer or not, everyone should have a “Bug out” bag.

When we moved from the San Francisco Bay Area to the Great Northwest ten years ago, you could say I suffered from a bit of culture shock. One of the first things my husband did was add emergency kits to our cars. Not the jumper cable, road flare ones we all carry now and dread pulling out. He added survival kits.

Now before you roll your eyes, because trust me I did when he added them, follow my (his) line of thinking. The first backpack contained a first aid kit, an extra sweatshirt for each of us, beef jerky, a box of granola bars and some water bottles. The idea being if we got stuck on a back road somewhere we would make it through a night before help came.

We picked up a new hobby, snowmobiling. And with that came survival classes and knew knowledge of what it really takes to survive in different circumstances. Our packs evolved over the years and are universal regardless of the season. We keep them in the house and when we go on a road trip the teenagers know to grab their pack and throw it in the back of our car.

Three years ago near our city, a woman ran off the road and down an embankment on her way home from work. The bushes closed around where the car had left the road, leaving no sign of where she’d gone. Her husband looked for her. The authorities looked for her and no one could find her. The authorities began to suspect foul play. The husband never gave up. And three days later an off duty emergency worker on a hunch walked the road and found the place where she gone off. She was still alive, but unable to leave the vehicle. I don’t know the details of her survival, but watching her husband’s desperation on the news, I finally understood my husbands need for our family to be prepared.

Here is a peak of what I carry with me. I have an extra pair of beat up tennis shoes and socks. They are not fancy, just a pair I was going to throw away when replaced, but instead put in the net behind my seat to easily reach. I commute in heels and if I were to break down or veer of the road I would hate to try to climb out in girl shoes. My pack has a shovel with a saw in the handle; a metal cup to boil water; a flint to start a fire (and yes the hubby made me practice in the fireplace after which he also made me add a pack of water proof matches); 2 MREs, which are emergency food ration packs from the military that have anywhere from 2,000 to 2,500 calories each (they can be bought at a military surplus store); emergency whistle; small first aid kit; two light sources (I use head lamps because you can strap them to stuff); since I wear contacts, I keep a pair of old glasses in the pack, not my current prescription, but better than being completely blind; extra pair of dry socks; and of course a sweatshirt and long johns.

Each person’s kit should vary dependent on their environment and habits. I hope me sharing mine will help people think about what should be in theirs. Weather zombies attack or not, emergencies happen every day. There is nothing wrong with being ready for them. There is also nothing wrong with including an emergency book, just in case the tow truck is two hours out.

Only Love Survives 
by Renee Charles

PARANORMAL ROMANCE

Amidst an epidemic ravaging the world, all Megan Fletcher’s hopes for the future lie in getting to Las Vegas where newscasts reported scientists were gathering to search for a cure for the modern plague. After rescuing her from a rooftop surrounded by Zombies, Sam Woods appoints himself her escort.  While he knows she is determined to get to Vegas no matter the cost, he doesn’t know her secret. And with his hatred of all things Zombie, she doesn’t dare tell him the truth. The more he kisses her, the harder it is for Megan to hide her growing feelings…and the bite-shaped scar.

But Vegas is not the haven it was promised to be, and when Megan’s immunity to the disease is discovered, she realizes her future and her heart belong to Sam, if he will trust her.  An idealistic school teacher and ex-corporate mogul manage to find love despite a looming worldwide catastrophe. Can their love survive while everything around them is dying? Will they learn that when facing the end of the world, Only Love Survives?

Available now at Amazon, Barnes & Noble & more!

EXCERPT:

A storm that spelled danger flashed across Sam’s face. He advanced on Megan so fast, she backed up against the side of the Suburban. Planting a hand firmly on each side of her, he pinned her with his arms as well as his gaze.

“What I want? Are you so hard headed you can’t tell what I want?” He covered her mouth with his lips and crushed her clever comeback with an assault on her senses.

Megan pushed him, but he didn’t budge. Instead, he continued to kiss her until her heart raced and cheeks flushed with need. All resistance melted and she succumbed to the warmth of his embrace. Her arms wound around his neck of their own accord pulling him closer while her tongue sought his in a passionate dance, completely ignoring what her heart wanted.

When he finally broke away leaving Megan breathless and wanting so much more, Sam put his forehead to hers and watched her mouth like a drunk watches amber liquid poured into a glass. “You,” he rasped. “I’ve wanted you since I found you hanging from that damn roof, and all our little encounter in the river did was add fuel to the fire.”

Author Bio:

Author, Renee Charles believes all love is legendary. Being the only female in a house full of giants (husband and two teenage boys) she tends to lean toward the strange and unusual, but inevitably the softer side shines through.

Whether life leads her to a snow covered mountain top, sun dappled forest, or the bottom of a ravine (yes, ditches happen) she always has a pen and note pad ready so wherever the next adventure takes her, she can take notes.

Her own romance began in an insane asylum. Luckily, both she and her husband only worked there. But it makes sense her romance novels have strange beginnings that lead to passionate endings. Romance with a dark twist.

In the face of zombies, werewolves, and big foot she always seems to find a happily ever after to leave you with a sigh at the end.

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Tour Giveaway!!!

At the end of the tour, Renee Charles will be awarding The Ultimate Zombie Survival Pack to one winner. A second winner will receive a great zombie necklace and a copy of the book.

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#MySexySaturday from HEY, SANTA – Get it #FREE Oct.31 to Nov.4 #holidayromance #Kindle

Hi peeps! It’s the 23rd week of My Sexy Saturday. Here are the details:

every Saturday, published and unpublished authors will be sharing 7 words,

sentences, or paragraphs from a work-in-progress or an already published story.

Here’s seven from HEY, SANTA, an erotic sci-fi holiday romance,

which is FREE right now at Amazon.

Claire smoothed her dress across her lap. The short hemline didn’t come close to reaching her knees, or barely her butt for that matter. Though a festive red color, the dress’s plunging neckline revealed even more skin. She shivered in her chair, ready to ask for her coat back. Why did she have to buy the shortest dress possible?

Like she needed it anyway, with her date already ten minutes late. She doubted he would show. Who wanted a socially inept woman? Heck, what man wanted to start dating someone two days before Christmas? She sighed, resting an elbow on the table. Why did I ask out Santa? She didn’t even know his name, what he looked like. Yet, she’d given him enough personal information to stalk her. Way to go, numbskull. She might as well have given him her house key. And since Tiffany had driven her to the restaurant, she’d have to take a cab back home.

“Hi, Claire. Sorry, I’m late.”

She jerked her head toward the deep, husky voice. Her Santa had arrived. But instead of the white-haired, bearded man with the fuzzy red suit, she stared at a Greek god. Broad shoulders. Muscles constricted by the sleeves of his dress shirt. His wavy brown hair looked wet, as if he’d recently stepped out of the shower. Or maybe snow had started to fall since she’d arrived. Pulse racing, she dared to gaze into his crystal blue eyes, the part of him she remembered from their meeting in the mall. Yet, even with his tanned complexion, something seemed not quite right with the color of his skin.

Was he as nervous as her? Her last non-double date occurred so long ago, she didn’t know how to act.

Not wanting to be rude, she stood to greet him. He had, after all, arrived rather than standing her up. And the sooner he touched her, the better.

Resting his hand on her hip, he moved closer, kissing her cheek, his lips soft and gentle. His breath smelled of fresh mint, a far cry from the last guy Tiffany had tried to set her up with.

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FREE at Amazon! Get my #HolidayRomance, HEY, SANTA for FREE Oct.31 – Nov.4 #Kindle #ebooks

Hello peeps! HEY, SANTA, a holiday alien romance short story is FREE on Amazon from today until November 4, 2013. So, be sure to grab your copy in the next five days, and if you know anyone who would enjoy this story, go ahead and gift it to them as well.

For those of you who don’t have a Kindle, no worries! You can get FREE Kindle reading apps for your Android phone or tablet, iPad, iPhone, Mac, Windows 8 PC or tablet, BlackBerry, or Windows Phone.

Hey, Santa
An Alien for the Holidays story
Erotic Sci-Fi Romance

ISBN: 978-0991932016

She doesn’t want a lot for Christmas…

Claire Otton dreads spending another holiday alone. When her best friend convinces her to approach the sexy mall Santa, she takes the chance and asks him out, hoping for so much more.

He’s waiting under the mistletoe…

Although Andreas Castellanos blends in on Earth, he knows he will never belong. But when the gorgeous woman he’d been staring at invites him to dinner, he has a hard time saying no.

All they’re asking for…

Can these two lonely souls find magic together or will their secrets steal their chance of a happy Christmas?

Available FREE (Oct.21-Nov.4) From:

Amazon US | Canada | UK | Germany | France

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