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July 31, 2015
Recombined: An Irrevocable Series Novel, Book 3 by Samantha Jacoby @SamJacobey ~ Pre-Release Blitz
BOOK INFORMATIONTITLE – Recombined SERIES – The Irrevocable Series, Book 3 AUTHOR – Samantha Jacobey GENRE – New Adult PUBLICATION DATE – September 1, 2015 LENGTH (Pages/# Words) - Approx. 160 pages/52K words PUBLISHER – Lavish Publishing COVER ARTIST – Nicolene Lorette Designs
BOOK SYNOPSISRECOMBINED - An Irrevocable Series Novel… Can mankind survive an apocalypse of his own making?Bailey and Caleb fled civilization in light of impending disaster. Fighting to make their way south, they struggled to rejoin their survivalist friends and relatives. After facing crowds hell-bent on securing supplies… After getting the better of a marauding band of misfits… The couple arrive back at The Ranch, only to discover the place is deserted. Soon, a lone survivor emerges, explaining the group’s mysterious disappearance and the dangers they face in the ransacked hideaway.Joining forces, the trio sets to work, restoring order to their desert oasis. Making repairs, as well as plans, they are soon joined by a few who had made a daring escape. Refusing to leave the others behind, tempers flare and lines are drawn, while the young couple struggles to define their relationship. In a desperate attempt to rescue the remainder of their comrades, the group moves into their bunker, prepared to hang on until the bitter end. Will they succeed in saving Bailey’s brothers, as well as the rest of their comrades? Or will the renegade town of Pouty put an end to Lawson once and for all...
AUTHOR BIOSamantha Jacobey is a middle aged woman who earned a BS in Business Management and has worked in half a dozen fields. With a relentless zest for life, she enjoys action and adventure, as well as all the love and romance it has to offer. Creating stories in her mind for many years, she has put some of them into print for the world to share, and hopes you will enjoy reading them as much as she did creating them. What drives her most is the love of a good story and is confident you will enjoy her latest creation.AUTHOR FOLLOW LINKSAMAZON AUTHOR PAGE – FACEBOOK – TWITTER – GOOGLE+ PINTEREST –
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Again....? by @SexyMuffyWilson ~ Flash Fiction Friday
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Again....?
In frustration, she reclined on the cool leather fainting couch, but she was in no way about to faint. What appeared to others as disassociated nonchalance and professional patience was quiet anger. She oozed disdain, not sensual eagerness, for her very late co-star.
Ten minutes turned into twenty and twenty into seething when he whipped onto the set and tossed his trench coat to a gaffer. He, eyes locked onto hers, crossed the room in four long strides, swept her into his arms and kissed her deeply in one fluid motion.
“Pissed, darling?”
“Enrag…,” his tongue stifled her whisper.
“I love it when you’re hot.”© Muffy Wilson
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Again....?In frustration, she reclined on the cool leather fainting couch, but she was in no way about to faint. What appeared to others as disassociated nonchalance and professional patience was quiet anger. She oozed disdain, not sensual eagerness, for her very late co-star.
Ten minutes turned into twenty and twenty into seething when he whipped onto the set and tossed his trench coat to a gaffer. He, eyes locked onto hers, crossed the room in four long strides, swept her into his arms and kissed her deeply in one fluid motion.
“Pissed, darling?”
“Enrag…,” his tongue stifled her whisper.
“I love it when you’re hot.”© Muffy Wilson
Participating Authors
Dariel Raye
Ray Sostre Naomi Shaw
AuroraRose Andromeda
Faberge Nostromo Doris O'Connor
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How to Stop Lying to Ourselves: A Call for Self-Awareness ~ Article Reprint
How to Stop Lying to Ourselves: A Call for Self-Awarenessby James Clear | Read this article on JamesClear.com
It was September of 1816 and two Parisian boys were playing in the courtyard of the Louvre, the famous museum in Paris.On the other side of the courtyard, a physician named René Laennec began to quicken his pace as he walked along in the morning sun. There was a woman with heart disease waiting for him at the hospital and Laennec was late.As Laennec crossed the courtyard, he looked toward the two boys. One of them was tapping the end of a long wooden plank with a pin. On the other end, his playmate was crouched down with his ear pressed against the edge of the plank.Laennec was immediately struck with a thought. “I recalled a well-known acoustic phenomenon,” he would later write. “If you place your ear against one end of a wood beam the scratch of a pin at the other end is distinctly audible. It occurred to me that this physical property might serve a useful purpose in the case I was dealing with.”
When Laennec arrived at the hospital later that morning, he immediately asked for a piece of paper. He rolled it up and placed the tube against his patient’s chest. He was stunned by what he heard next. “I was surprised and elated to be able to hear the beating of her heart with far greater clearness than I ever had with direct application of my ear,” he said.René Laennec had just invented the stethoscope.Laennec quickly upgraded from his piece of paper and, after experimenting with various sizes, he began using a hollow wood tube about 3.5 centimeters in diameter and 25 centimeters long.
This is a sketch of René Laennec’s original stethoscope design, which was essentially a hollow wood tube. The ear piece is featured in the top right corner. (Image Source: US National Library of Medicine.)
Laennec’s simple invention instantly changed the field of medicine.For the first time in history, physicians had a safe, unbiased way to understand what was going on inside a patient’s body. They didn’t have to rely solely on what the patient said or how the patient described their condition. Now, they could track and measure things for themselves. The stethoscope was like a window that allowed a doctor to view what was actually happening and then compare their findings to the symptoms, outcomes, and autopsies of patients.
And that brings us to the main point of this story.The Lies We Tell OurselvesWe often lie to ourselves about the progress we are making on important goals.
For example:If we want to lose weight, we might claim that we’re eating healthy, but in reality our eating habits haven’t changed very much.If we want to be more creative, we might say that we’re trying to write more, but in reality we aren’t holding ourselves to a rigid publishing schedule.If we want to learn a new language, we might say that we have been consistent with our practice even though we skipped last night to watch television.We use luke-warm phrases like, “I doing well with the time I have available.” Or, “I’ve been trying really hard recently.” Rarely do these statements include any type of hard measurement. They are usually just soft excuses that make us feel better about having a goal that we haven’t made much real progress toward. (I know because I’ve been guilty of saying many of these things myself.)
Why do these little lies matter?
Because they are preventing us from being self-aware. Emotions and feelings are important and they have a place, but when we use feel-good statements to track our progress in life, we end up lying to ourselves about what we’re actually doing.When the stethoscope came along it provided a tool for physicians to get an independent diagnosis of what was going on inside the patient. We can also use tools to get a independent diagnosis of what is going on inside our own lives.Tools for Improving Self-AwarenessIf you’re serious about getting better at something, then one of the first steps is to know—in black-and-white terms—where you stand. You need self-awareness before you can achieve self-improvement.
Here are some tools I use to make myself more self-aware:
Workout Journal – For the past 5 years or so, I have used my workout journal to record each workout I do. While it can be interesting to leaf back through old workouts and see the progress I’ve made, I have found this method to be most useful on a weekly basis. When I go to the gym next week, I will look at the weights I lifted the week before and try to make a small increase. It’s so simple, but the workout journal helps me avoid wasting time in the gym, wandering around, and just “doing some stuff.” With this basic tracking, I can make focused improvements each week.
My Annual Reviews and Integrity Reports – At the end of each year, I conduct my Annual Review where I summarize the progress I’ve made in business, health, travel, and other areas. I also take time each spring to do an Integrity Report where I challenge myself to provide proof of how I am living by my core values. These two practices give me a chance to track and measure the “softer” areas of my life. It can be difficult to know for certain if you’re doing a better job of living by your values, but these reports at least force me to track these issues on a consistent basis.
RescueTime – I use RescueTime to track how I spend my working hours each week. For a long time, I just assumed that I was fairly productive. When I actually tracked my output, however, I’ve uncovered some interesting insights. For example, I currently spend about 60 percent of my time each week on productive tasks. This past month, I spent 9 percent of my working time on social media sites. If you would have asked me to estimate those two numbers before using RescueTime, I’m certain I would have been way off. Now, I actually have a clear idea of how I spend my time and because I know where I truly stand, I can start to make calculated and measured improvements.
A Call for Self-Awareness
Self-awareness is one of the fundamental pieces of behavior change and one of the pillars of personal science.If you aren’t aware of what you’re actually doing, then it is very hard to change your life with any degree of consistency. Trying to build better habits without self-awareness is like firing arrows into the night. You can’t expect to hit the bullseye if you’re not sure where the target is located.Furthermore, I have discovered very few people who naturally do the right thing without ever measuring their behavior. For example, I know a handful of people who maintain six-pack abs without worrying too much about what they eat. However, every single one of them weighed and measured their food at some point. After months of counting calories and measuring their meals, they developed the ability judge their meals appropriately.In other words, measurement brought their levels of self-awareness in line with reality. You can wing it after you measure it. Once you’re aware of what’s actually going on, you can make accurate decisions based on “gut-feel” because your gut is based on something accurate.In short, start by measuring something.
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Footnotes1. Rubber tubing wasn’t developed until the second-half of the 19th century, which is when stethoscopes resembling modern designs were first produced. Further details are explained in this piece called, “The Man Behind the Stethoscope” from a 2006 edition of Clinical Medicine and Research. That article is also the source where I found the quotes from Laennec used in this article.2. Thanks to NPR’s Science Friday segment, where I originally heard the story of the stethoscope from Ira Flatow and Howard Markel.
James Clear is a writer and researcher on behavioral psychology, habit formation, and performance improvement. His work is read by over 500,000 people each month and he is frequently a keynote speaker at top-tier organizations like Stanford University and Google. He believes in developing a diversity of knowledge and maintains a public reading list of the best books to read across a wide range of disciplines.
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It was September of 1816 and two Parisian boys were playing in the courtyard of the Louvre, the famous museum in Paris.On the other side of the courtyard, a physician named René Laennec began to quicken his pace as he walked along in the morning sun. There was a woman with heart disease waiting for him at the hospital and Laennec was late.As Laennec crossed the courtyard, he looked toward the two boys. One of them was tapping the end of a long wooden plank with a pin. On the other end, his playmate was crouched down with his ear pressed against the edge of the plank.Laennec was immediately struck with a thought. “I recalled a well-known acoustic phenomenon,” he would later write. “If you place your ear against one end of a wood beam the scratch of a pin at the other end is distinctly audible. It occurred to me that this physical property might serve a useful purpose in the case I was dealing with.”
When Laennec arrived at the hospital later that morning, he immediately asked for a piece of paper. He rolled it up and placed the tube against his patient’s chest. He was stunned by what he heard next. “I was surprised and elated to be able to hear the beating of her heart with far greater clearness than I ever had with direct application of my ear,” he said.René Laennec had just invented the stethoscope.Laennec quickly upgraded from his piece of paper and, after experimenting with various sizes, he began using a hollow wood tube about 3.5 centimeters in diameter and 25 centimeters long.
This is a sketch of René Laennec’s original stethoscope design, which was essentially a hollow wood tube. The ear piece is featured in the top right corner. (Image Source: US National Library of Medicine.)
Laennec’s simple invention instantly changed the field of medicine.For the first time in history, physicians had a safe, unbiased way to understand what was going on inside a patient’s body. They didn’t have to rely solely on what the patient said or how the patient described their condition. Now, they could track and measure things for themselves. The stethoscope was like a window that allowed a doctor to view what was actually happening and then compare their findings to the symptoms, outcomes, and autopsies of patients.
And that brings us to the main point of this story.The Lies We Tell OurselvesWe often lie to ourselves about the progress we are making on important goals.
For example:If we want to lose weight, we might claim that we’re eating healthy, but in reality our eating habits haven’t changed very much.If we want to be more creative, we might say that we’re trying to write more, but in reality we aren’t holding ourselves to a rigid publishing schedule.If we want to learn a new language, we might say that we have been consistent with our practice even though we skipped last night to watch television.We use luke-warm phrases like, “I doing well with the time I have available.” Or, “I’ve been trying really hard recently.” Rarely do these statements include any type of hard measurement. They are usually just soft excuses that make us feel better about having a goal that we haven’t made much real progress toward. (I know because I’ve been guilty of saying many of these things myself.)
Why do these little lies matter?
Because they are preventing us from being self-aware. Emotions and feelings are important and they have a place, but when we use feel-good statements to track our progress in life, we end up lying to ourselves about what we’re actually doing.When the stethoscope came along it provided a tool for physicians to get an independent diagnosis of what was going on inside the patient. We can also use tools to get a independent diagnosis of what is going on inside our own lives.Tools for Improving Self-AwarenessIf you’re serious about getting better at something, then one of the first steps is to know—in black-and-white terms—where you stand. You need self-awareness before you can achieve self-improvement.
Here are some tools I use to make myself more self-aware:
Workout Journal – For the past 5 years or so, I have used my workout journal to record each workout I do. While it can be interesting to leaf back through old workouts and see the progress I’ve made, I have found this method to be most useful on a weekly basis. When I go to the gym next week, I will look at the weights I lifted the week before and try to make a small increase. It’s so simple, but the workout journal helps me avoid wasting time in the gym, wandering around, and just “doing some stuff.” With this basic tracking, I can make focused improvements each week.
My Annual Reviews and Integrity Reports – At the end of each year, I conduct my Annual Review where I summarize the progress I’ve made in business, health, travel, and other areas. I also take time each spring to do an Integrity Report where I challenge myself to provide proof of how I am living by my core values. These two practices give me a chance to track and measure the “softer” areas of my life. It can be difficult to know for certain if you’re doing a better job of living by your values, but these reports at least force me to track these issues on a consistent basis.
RescueTime – I use RescueTime to track how I spend my working hours each week. For a long time, I just assumed that I was fairly productive. When I actually tracked my output, however, I’ve uncovered some interesting insights. For example, I currently spend about 60 percent of my time each week on productive tasks. This past month, I spent 9 percent of my working time on social media sites. If you would have asked me to estimate those two numbers before using RescueTime, I’m certain I would have been way off. Now, I actually have a clear idea of how I spend my time and because I know where I truly stand, I can start to make calculated and measured improvements.
A Call for Self-Awareness
Self-awareness is one of the fundamental pieces of behavior change and one of the pillars of personal science.If you aren’t aware of what you’re actually doing, then it is very hard to change your life with any degree of consistency. Trying to build better habits without self-awareness is like firing arrows into the night. You can’t expect to hit the bullseye if you’re not sure where the target is located.Furthermore, I have discovered very few people who naturally do the right thing without ever measuring their behavior. For example, I know a handful of people who maintain six-pack abs without worrying too much about what they eat. However, every single one of them weighed and measured their food at some point. After months of counting calories and measuring their meals, they developed the ability judge their meals appropriately.In other words, measurement brought their levels of self-awareness in line with reality. You can wing it after you measure it. Once you’re aware of what’s actually going on, you can make accurate decisions based on “gut-feel” because your gut is based on something accurate.In short, start by measuring something.
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Footnotes1. Rubber tubing wasn’t developed until the second-half of the 19th century, which is when stethoscopes resembling modern designs were first produced. Further details are explained in this piece called, “The Man Behind the Stethoscope” from a 2006 edition of Clinical Medicine and Research. That article is also the source where I found the quotes from Laennec used in this article.2. Thanks to NPR’s Science Friday segment, where I originally heard the story of the stethoscope from Ira Flatow and Howard Markel.
James Clear is a writer and researcher on behavioral psychology, habit formation, and performance improvement. His work is read by over 500,000 people each month and he is frequently a keynote speaker at top-tier organizations like Stanford University and Google. He believes in developing a diversity of knowledge and maintains a public reading list of the best books to read across a wide range of disciplines.
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July 29, 2015
The Adventures of Clarissa Hardy by Chloe Gillis @ChloeFlapper ~ Promo Blitz Rafflecopter #FREE #Giveaway
The Adventures of Clarissa Hardyby
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It's the 1920s and Clarissa Hardy is the very definition of the sometimes scandalous New Woman. The moment Clarissa finds herself free of the shackles of her suffocating virginity, she is keen to explore new territories. Curious and courageous, Clarissa books passage on a luxury liner bound for England. After receiving a titillating education from a fellow libidinous lady traveler, Clarissa disembarks in London and, dressed to the nines in her beaded and fringed fashions, proceeds from adventure to amorous adventure, reveling in delightful debauchery. Clarissa knows exactly what to do with her body. It's what she learns about her heart that ultimately takes her by surprise!
Clariss.still leaning against Eleanora, opened her eyes.Kono was standing before her, completely naked.“I will fuck with you now,” he said. As Eleanora had described in her letter, Margaret stepped forward and took Kono's large cock in her hands. She squeezed and massaged it, holding it out as Moya stepped forward, bringing it to life with sucks and licks. Kono's cock was the longest, thickest cock Clarissa had ever seen. He smiled broadly as he approached her.
William looked mischievously at Andrew. “What say we try to both go in at once? How's that, Clarissa? Do you think you could take it? Two cocks in a bush?”
The young men laughed. Clarissa laughed and spread her legs. “Why not?” she said gamely, “Have a try!”
Both on their knees, each man hoisted one of Clarissa's legs. Clarissa felt herself being stretched as the two cocks were pushed together into her cunt. At last Andrew collapsed in laughter. “Stand back, old chap,” he said to William, “I've not had my turn yet. Clarissa, prepare to be fucked once again!” Clarissa smiled up at him. Andrew took both her legs and bent them up over her shoulders, ramming his cock home as he did so. He fucked her with a passion that brought the heat of another climax washing over her again, pumping in and out until he fell over her with a groan.
The plump, blushing orbs were exposed on Clarissa's lap. “You have a most adorable bottom!” exclaimed Clarissa. She felt them all over, squeezing and pinching, kneading and spreading them, until she herself felt a sudden surge of passion. Slowly, slowly, she ran her index finger down between those sweet mounds until she could feel the wet place and the pulsing clit. Sinking three fingers into Eleanora once again, she fucked her with her fingers until the older woman squirmed and gasped. Clarissa suddenly ceased and withdrew her fingers. Reaching for a small wooden box on the table, she took out the dildo, poured oil on it and inserted it deep into Eleanora. “Be still, Eleanora,” said Clarissa, “I am going to leave it in you while I examine you. I want to see everything about you.”
Who would have thought the antics of a hot little number from the Roaring Twenties would cause me to have to divulge so many specifics about myself! Well, you asked for it. I'm Chloe Gillis, Boston Irish to my core. I was born in Cambridge. I'm an only child. My dad is a history professor at Harvard. My mother, from County Tipperary, was a student of his before she became his wife. She's an anthropologist and spends half her time digging in peat bogs in Ireland. The other half of her life she spends being wife to my father, flirting with post-docs, and waiting for my husband and me to get busy and give her grandchildren.Believe me, we're busy, but children are a ways off. My husband is fifteen years older than me, but judging by his abilities and aptitudes, I think he'll last awhile. My husband owns a large accounting firm in Boston and bears a remarkable resemblance to Jeffrey Dean Morgan, which is very nice. Oh, this is supposed to be about me, isn't it!
I am an academic librarian at Boston College. It's nice because academics are still important there. Anyway, physically, I'm small, with long blonde hair, which I wear in a tight bun when I work. I guess I look a little like Clarissa. In fact, the book flowed so smoothly at times, that I got to thinking that she might be an ancestor, and the story imparted to me by some sort of genetic memory.
My husband and I live in a vintage Victorian in Cambridge not far from Harvard Square with an Irish wolfhound, a French bulldog, and three cats. I know, I know. We're reaching critical mass in the city pet department, but they add a lot to our lives, which are really quite regimented. The worlds of accounting and library science couldn't be more disciplined, organized, or, frankly, dull.
I think Clarissa called to me from the quiet of the stacks. Sitting at my desk, staring blankly down the dim hallways of books, or into the depths of my screen saver, which is a picture of me with my mother, digging in the peat in Ireland, I daydream about meeting my husband back at our house later in the evening. I picture myself going into the house. He's already at home, and he takes me around the waist with his big hands, pins me against the wall, and reaches up under my skirt.
Maybe it's the intellectual order of our jobs, binding our libido every day, that makes us give in to our more corporeal urges when we're alone. At any rate, one daydream leads to another and so Clarissa and her adventures were born. She just took it farther than we ever have!
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July 28, 2015
Cotton Candy by Mae Hancock @Hancockfiction ~ Release Tour #Rafflecopter #Giveaway
Cotton CandybyMae Hancock@HancockfictionGuest Blog In Cotton Candy I wanted to create the ultimate acceptance into the family unit. Despite the problems surrounding Cotton and Bay’s relationship, and the extra complexities with Bay’s daughter Kristen, there is a green light given by the Matriarch—Grandma, aka “Betty”. After Bay is disgruntled and rather amused by Cotton’s first name terms with Betty, Cotton takes her out shopping. He’s a smart guy, what better way to gain acceptance into the family than by making an ally of Bay’s grandma. Grandma loves the shopping trip but she also takes the opportunity to get Cotton to ‘step up to the plate’ to create a much stronger bond with her grandson. The reality of a cowboy out on a shopping trip with an old lady might seem a bit far-fetched but it’s totally the way he should go and I’m sure it’s not so uncommon either. Preconceived ideas about cowboys and what they are like come across very strongly and often they’re only two dimensional figures, painted as the ill educated and great unwashed. I see cowboys as regular as the rest of us when we try to create a bond, well rounded and as family oriented as the next man.
I’ve read quite a few books by these authors as I always enjoy them, and now they are actually getting better and better with each book they write. Nothing is going to get me as excited as the title, “The Nobleman and the Spy” for a start off. Dee and Devon’s characterization is flawless and always well researched. Jonathan being wonderfully overprotective, and Karl the stunningly handsome nobleman wanting to unravel the spy. They’ve already met once on the battlefield, and I liked the development of both their recoveries from the trauma of war. The plot was brilliant and kept me guessing, but best of all was the romance and tender intimacy between the characters. I don’t like doing spoilers but it’s just a fantastic book and a good length. If you’re not reading these writers work then you’re totally missing out on brilliance.
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Cowboy, Cotton Reid is the laid back type of guy who accepts people as they are, no matter how flawed. He’s fun, honest and crazy about his boss and friend the sexy rancher Bay Redman. Living with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD) is something that family man, Bay, has done his whole life. Bay can be like a bear with a sore head if the hay isn’t stored symmetrically or his fridge contains an odd number of jars. When the two men begin a hot affair, Cotton keeps a secret from Bay, but will Cotton find the courage to tell the truth before someone else does?
Excerpt
The heat of the spring sunshine made the air thick and heavy like midsummer as Cotton and Bay rode back toward the ranch after a long day rounding up cattle for market. A faint breeze caught strands of Cotton’s hair, blowing it into his face beneath the tan Stetson. He lifted the hat off and ran his fingers through his damp mop of hair. Then, pulling a band from his wrist, he secured the locks into a familiar small bunch, leaving a fingerbreadth of tail hair at the nape of his neck.
Glad for the momentary relief from the heat, he placed the hat back on and took in Bay’s broad shoulders as he rode in front. For some reason today, Cotton had not been able to break away from studying each movement Bay made. Twice before, Cotton had stared at the man too long and noticed Bay’s brown eyes searching his own. Has he noticed me watching him? The man’s deep, smoky cedar scent carried to Cotton on the wind, the smell so rich and bountiful it made his senses stir with desire.
Starting to get darn near obsessed with the man who doesn’t even notice me—not in a carnal way anyhow.
Bay and he were boss and hired help. Bay didn’t chase, pursue, desire—or even demand anything of Cotton, which served to make the man more attractive. Bay’s sensual, deep-brown eyes tugged at Cotton with each glance, and Bay’s thick lashes fanned out, flattering his dark-bronze skin. A simple, meaningless smile had far-reaching and significant implications for Cotton. Put simply, it meant Bay approved of him and the things he did. The rancher’s soft, full lips framed milk-white teeth, and sent urgent ripples right through Cotton’s body, leaving his fingertips tingling and the reins slippery with his sweat.
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I enjoy writing both academic and fiction material. My research interests include focus on people who experience marginalization, both in historical societies and modern. Themes include disability, neurosis, homosexuality, addiction, mental illness, slavery and prostitution. The most important part of my work is creating multi-dimensional, believable characters that are able to build lasting romantic relationships against the odds. I want all my readers to laugh, cry and enjoy the erotic journey towards a happy ending.
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The Abyss of Summer Love by @SexyMuffyWilson ~ Tantalyzing Tuesday
Tantalyzing Tuesday
finds me waxing nostalgic. Here is today's piece: 200 words based upon the photograph below. Have a quick read of mine, then dash over to all the others on the
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The Abyss of Summer Love
The summer was hot that year, my sixteenth: the year of summer love, secret kisses, furtive meetings. My body was in a constant state of hunger and I was anxious, eager for something—anything—to relieve the gnawing insistence I felt from within.
I was in a constant state of awareness. I felt the soft searing breeze cool the trails of heat it produced which left a heightened sensation of electricity on my flesh. My nipples yawned hard and erect against my clothes ready for the touch of love.
It was not our first date, that hot first summer, when I opened my heart and my body to his young, trembling touch. It was with an eager abandon leaving me fragile, quivering and anxiously wet that I reached for him.
He was patient and wondrously hard, as he lovingly brushed an errant curl from my upturned face, my expectant eyes wide. Unaware, I floated into the embrace of his blue gaze and in a suspended single motion; I settled my young body on his outstretched cock.
I nearly exploded as he slid into me.
Filling me with his heat, I watched our bodies disappear into the abyss of summer love.© Muffy Wilson
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The Abyss of Summer LoveThe summer was hot that year, my sixteenth: the year of summer love, secret kisses, furtive meetings. My body was in a constant state of hunger and I was anxious, eager for something—anything—to relieve the gnawing insistence I felt from within.
I was in a constant state of awareness. I felt the soft searing breeze cool the trails of heat it produced which left a heightened sensation of electricity on my flesh. My nipples yawned hard and erect against my clothes ready for the touch of love.
It was not our first date, that hot first summer, when I opened my heart and my body to his young, trembling touch. It was with an eager abandon leaving me fragile, quivering and anxiously wet that I reached for him.
He was patient and wondrously hard, as he lovingly brushed an errant curl from my upturned face, my expectant eyes wide. Unaware, I floated into the embrace of his blue gaze and in a suspended single motion; I settled my young body on his outstretched cock.
I nearly exploded as he slid into me.
Filling me with his heat, I watched our bodies disappear into the abyss of summer love.© Muffy Wilson
Particpating AuthorsJulez Morbius
Kendel Davi Ray Sostre
Naomi Shaw
Doris O'Connor Raven McAllan
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July 27, 2015
The Amber Voyeur by Ravyn Rayne @blushingravyn ~ A dystopian erotic adventure, brimming with romance, spankings, and betrayal!
ABOUT THE BOOK
Title: The Amber Voyeur
Series: Gem Apocalypse Book Two
Author: Ravyn Rayne
Publisher: Blushing Books
Genre: Dystopian Erotica
Expected Release: July 20th, 2015
BOOK SYNOPSISNo longer safe in Brayleigh, Aria and James travel by ship to find refuge and discover what’s left of the world.Dangerous seas and pirates lurking are only the start of their troubles. Forced off the boat with nothing but the clothes on their back, the crew and passengers make it to a nearby island, only to be abducted by the Knight Tribe, a clan of romantic warriors with a voyeuristic culture and a taste for nightly entertainment.Get swept away in this dystopian erotic adventure, brimming with romance, spankings, and betrayal.BUY & TBR LINKS Add to Goodreads
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EXCERPTThe hum of the engine died, and Aria heard the scream of unfamiliar words in a language she didn't recognize. Shots were fired in every direction forcing her to duck, throwing herself onto the floor of the ship.
James lay right beside her, covering Aria with his body, shielding her from danger. She didn't have the courage to ask what happened.
The warmth and security Aria felt from James vanished. A man covered in tattoos, his arms a canvas of ink, grabbed James by the arm and dragged him across the room. The second man accompanying him lifted Aria from the floor and escorted her up the stairwell. James walked just a few feet in front. The man dropped his hold on her as the passageway narrowed. A gun pressed into her back, a constant reminder of danger. Aria couldn't fight without risking her life. She hoped these men would steal what goods they came for and then leave.
Forced outside, the lifeboats were just a few feet away.
The sun began to set, and the sky twinkled like a sapphire without a cloud in the heavens.Even at dusk, beads of sweat trickled against Aria's forehead. Her black shirt stuck to her back, the cargo pants she wore were too hot for this climate. She didn't dare ask where they were; she didn't believe anyone would answer.
They were forced against the wall. Would the lifeboats even float anymore? The old luxury cruise liner's paint faded from years of sun exposure. What would it have been like fifty years ago, before the devastation and destruction that their parents created, taking a luxury cruise? She would never know. The Gem Apocalypse had resulted in a war with only survivors, no heroes.
"Move!" the man behind Aria said. His gun dug further into her back, and she pushed forward on James's heels. "Down!"
They got down onto the ground with the other crew and passengers. Six men towered over them with guns. Aria was unfamiliar with the weapons, as they were larger than the ones the guards carried at the palace.
"We'll be okay," James said as he sat beside Aria, reaching for her hand.
Aria wanted to ask him how he could know that without a doubt. Hope shrank like a beacon of light fading in the distance. These men were thieves. She could smell the treachery and greed from where she sat. How did they end up here?
ABOUT THE AUTHORRavyn is a sassy, fun-loving, and adventure-seeking young woman. She loves to travel and can’t wait for her next vacation, wherever it might be. Ravyn writes romantic erotica. She began writing romance novels in college, spending her down time either reading a book or writing fiction. Please don’t make her choose between the two, she loves them equally. Although
BURNING DESIRE
is her debut romantic erotica novel, it is not her first published book. She has been published professionally since 2013. You can find her other books here. Blog | Facebook | Twitter | Amazon | Tsu | Goodreads
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The Emerald VirginGem Apocalypse Book OneAuthor: Ravyn RaynePublisher: Blushing BooksPublished: June 19, 2015
Emerald – a girl with green eyes and a rarity after the horrific genocide that slaughtered millions.After the war, King Gideon rose in power. A lust-filled and greedy king that believed in the power of slavery.At eighteen, women were required to come before King Gideon and his four sons, to offer themselves as a courtesan. The princes took only those they found most attractive and alluring. The rest were returned to their homes with a brand on their wrist proving they had been through the process and rejected. Ignoring the ritual was punishable by death.Aria Stone had been kept hidden from the princes and the ceremony, because she was an Emerald. At twenty-three, the royal guards storm her home, murder her mother, and drag her to court. She must face the four princes.A dystopian erotic adventure.Amazon | Blushing Books | Barnes & Noble
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Blind Love by Kishan Paul @kishan_paul ~ Release Blitz
Title: Blind Love Author: Kishan Paul
Release Date: June 2, 2015
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
She doesn’t need a hero. But a sexy Marine…that’ll work.
At twenty nine, psychologist Lauren Baxter has a successful counseling practice. Since becoming legally blind at fifteen, her world has been a blurry mess of colors. Her greatest fear is also her ultimate reality. One day that fuzzy realm will forever turn black. Refusing to let blindness define her, she builds a life for herself with her dog, Jack Sparrow, and best friend, Sunny Daye.Lauren has no tolerance for pity or for Superman swooshing down and rescuing her. She is capable of saving herself just fine. That is until Gabe, the great smelling, former Marine, from Texas moves in next door. Her attraction to him is immediate and, unfortunately for her, mutual.When Lauren’s ex-husband shows up begging for another chance, she is confused and fragile. She also finds herself in the arms of her secretive neighbor. Little does she realize that her decision for a steamy roll in the hay with Gabe will suck her into his mysterious past, thrust her ex-husband back into her life, put her in the middle of a murder investigation, and place her life in danger.Gabriel Briggs has the weight of the world on his shoulders. Short term flings are all he can afford for more reasons than one – reasons he never plans to share. Until he moves in next door to the beautiful, green eyed, feisty, Lauren. One night with her and he’s reconsidering promises he made almost a decade ago. When a woman from his past is murdered, his world is turned upside down. Secrets are revealed and innocent lives are threatened. Can Gabe win Lauren’s love and save her life before it’s too late?
Product Warnings: Contains a blind therapist who doesn’t consider herself impaired;a meddling, erotic-novel-writing best friend;a hot ex-Marine with a shady past; and a loyal guide dog that howls “I love you” and is probably the sanest one of the bunch.
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EXCERPTGabe stayed on his knees with the kid wrapped around his neck. The two men stared each other down.“Hey, there. My name’s Lauren. I’m your neighbor. What’s your name?”“Evan.” His voice came out muffled from having his nose pressed into Gabe’s shoulder.“Hi, Evan. This big dog beside me is Jack Sparrow. We call him Jack.”The dog wagged his tail and licked Lauren’s face. “Jack, say ‘I love you’.”Both of Gabe’s hands were where visible, but Ben stayed on alert.When the dog yodeled his response, Evan turned his head. The kid’s eyes doubled in size.Lauren smiled. “Dogs can’t talk, right? And they can’t. But sometimes they can make noises that sound like they’re talking. And Jack’s a special dog. He’s trained to smell when people need help. Like me. I need his help a lot because I’m blind.”“You are?” Now Evan had turned completely around and peered into her face.“Yup, I am. Jack’s my guide dog. He helps me get places and do things.”“Wow.”Both Evan and Gabe gazed at Lauren with looks of awe on their faces.She smiled and kissed the dog’s neck. “He is wow. But what makes him even more wower is he can tell you’re a little scared and he wants to help you.”“He does?”“Yup. What he wants to do is to give you a kiss and let you hug him so you’ll feel better. I do it all the time with him when I’m scared. If you’re okay with trying, why don’t you give him your hand and see if it helps?”“Gabe?” Evan said, still glued to his dad.“It’s okay, Sprout, he won’t hurt you,” Gabe whispered.The kid reached out his palm. Jack put his paw on it and panted.“He wants me to shake his hand,” Evan announced, giving the furry foot a shake.When Jack licked his cheek, instead of screaming, he laughed.Acid burned in the pit of Ben’s stomach, from the way the man was eyeing Lauren.“Thank you. For everything,” he said to her.Lauren’s smile faded. “I didn’t do it for you.”“I know.”Ben cleared his throat but said nothing. She nodded. “Well, I better get back inside. Jack, you coming?”The dog whined back his answer.“He seems to want to hang out with your son.”Gabe had yet to blink much less look away. “It’s mutual. Would you mind if they played together for a little while?”Lauren bit her lip and Ben prayed she’d say no. “You wouldn’t hurt him would you?”“Do you think I would?”She shrugged. “You’re obviously capable of a lot more than I realized but no, I don’t think you will.” She got up from her spot. “He’ll come home when he’s ready to, or send him over when you guys are done, whichever happens first.”
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“I absolutely fell in love with this story and quite honestly didn't want to put it down or for it to end.”
~ Bobbi of Bobbi’s Blog
“Lauren is both strong and vulnerable, and much the same could be said for Gabe. You have two people battling their own personal demons, lots of emotional baggage and an undeniable (and strong) mutual attraction that keeps pulling them together…Humorous banter, believable chemistry and a strong cast of supporting characters are just some of the things that make this book difficult to put down.”
~ Nessie Strange author of Living Dead World series
“I love, love, loved this story. I am a huge fan of contemporary romance, and this was perfect. One minute I was crying, the next laughing…The story is very well written, the characters are well developed,…a must read for any romance lover. There is a little suspense, and you'll want to keep some tissues near-by…Fans of Susan Mallery, Robyn Carr, Jennifer Bernard, and Jill Shalvis will love this novel.”
-Nicole of Books and Pearls.com
ABOUT THE AUTHORFrom daring escapes by tough women to chivalrous men swooping in to save the day, the creativity switch to Kishan Paul’s brain is always in the “on” position. If daydreaming stories were a college course, Kish would have graduated with honors.Mother of two beautiful children, she has been married to her best friend for over seventeen years. With the help of supportive family and friends, she balances her family, a thriving counseling practice, and writing without sinking into insanity.Her novella, Taking the Plunge, is currently available in the Love Least Expected Anthology on Amazon.I was voted Best New Author at the Smexy and Fabulous Beach Reads and Blind Love got second place in the same competition for Best Contemporary Romance. Blind Love is also voted the Best Book of June, 2015 on Goodreads and is one of the Top Ten Books of Playwire's Reviews for June.She can be found atWebsite | Facebook | Twitter |
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