F*&k Very Much (Warning Explicit Lyrics)

Annie Lennox - Money Can't Buy It

Did You Miss It? Part Two

Women of such diverse, varied interests should balance each other out, making a vacation a safe, fun experience. Yeah, not so much with these chicks. Deciding that Las Vegas is the perfect place to get their shop on, their eat on and their adventure on, the Posse heads out. No one knew quite what to expect, but burning down a chunk of the Strip's most exclusive resort wasn’t it. No one—not even their attorneys, pastors, and other off-kilter friends—could have foreseen that. While the Las Vegas Fire Department (LVFD) conducts their investigation of the blaze and the women who started it, the Posse is treated to tempting views of the gorgeous firefighters putting out the blaze. For these women, talking their way out of trouble is as easy as the yummy specimens of the Las Vegas Fire Department are hard. Someone yells “CHALLENGE!” and before you know it, these hot authors are creating fantasies inspired by the kinds of fires the hard-bodied firefighters could ignite in them.

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The story of Allie and Lewis from Allie's point of view. Get a glimpse of how their romance began and blossomed through Allie's eyes.

 

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Smack It, Flip It, Rub It Down:

Author’s/Authors’ Note:

Originally, this book was part of the Smack It, Flip It, Rub It Down anthology.  Each story has the same jump-off (a few pages that set the scene), but all are stand-alone tales. 

Premise:

What the heck is the point of traveling all the way across oceans if you can’t kick off some ish? While Denmark might not seem like a place where you’d find the Posse, no country, territory or hole in the ground is safe from these women.  Down for a little adventure, they head to Billund—home of the original Legoland. They’re not even there half an hour before the whole group is called on the carpet for daring to critique some of the exhibits. The authorities deliver a long-winded lecture on the history of the toy blocks, which is overshadowed by Jayha’s eight-word response in much the same way as Everett’s 13,607 word speech at Gettysburg was overshadowed by Lincoln’s three-minute speech. Jayha’s polite, “Respectfully speaking, you can kiss my whole ass,” leads to the entire Posse’s banishment from the park.   While Jayha leaves, you know the rest of the Posse can’t simply leave it at that.  They want pictures to put in the scrapbook of Posse Misadventures. They get a long-distance hookup from Yazmin, who is still in Italy enjoying shopping and Italian hotties along with Reid. Leaving Laura, Shara and Raelynn to use their wiles to distract the guards, Jeanie and Dréa sneak in and get pictures…

And get caught.  Blissfully unaware of how close her homies are to visiting Danish prison, Jayha’s still at the small café where they left her enjoying hot chocolate. Only when she receives a call from the authorities does she realize what’s going on. Rushing to the amusement park, she groans at the sight before her. Besides blue jeans and leather jackets, the chicks are all sporting Viking horns. Taking a deep breath, she exhales and marches in, knowing this will not end well.

…And so the adventure begins.

This story is linked to the following stories:

·      Getting Dom’d by Shara Azod

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·      Spankable Susan by Raelynn

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·      Whip Appeal by Reana Malori

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·      Fit to be Tied by Dréa Riley and Laura Guevara

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TAG! You’re Writ, Volume 2 author note

Author’s/Authors’ Note:

This story was originally part of the TAG! You’re Writ, Volume 2 anthology.  The idea behind these stories is that one author tagged another author.  That author would use some concept, character, etc. from the previous author’s story and spin their own tale.  Author Shara Azod had the pen first and “tagged” it to author team Dréa Riley and Laura Guevara.  Dréa and Laura tagged author Reana Malori.  Finally, Reana tagged author team Jeanie Johnson and Jayha Leigh. 

Premise:

The tiny but badass country of Kovorkiistan is governed by equally badass rulers.  And then, the rulers are set upon by heroines that stir up all sorts of mischief…and hotness

Though connected, these stories are stand-alone tales.

The Accidental Princess by Shara Azod

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Flippin’ the Script by Laura Guevara and Dréa Riley 

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Need You Tonight by Reana Malori

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Warning this book contains BDSM elements.

Forgetting your anniversary is more than a little oops. Jenny knew she was headed toward punishment the moment the phone rang. The fact that she not only forgot, but had been working late only added to her guilt. Still, Jenny just loved the way Joe punished her.

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Charlotte Standford, vampire, and Eder Azrael, Vice officer for the Bureau of Supernatural Affairs, are at an impasse. Charlotte's first impression of him left a bad taste in her mouth and a dent in her wallet and his first impression of her was...well he was too much of a gentlemen most of the time to comment. When their paths cross at the BSA both Charlotte and Eder learn just how fun making a second impression can be.

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Tabitha loves spiced rum and cola. Maybe just a little too much. When she gets pissed, she drinks… Maybe just a little too much.

Thank goodness Derk is there to save her from herself. Sort of.

Too bad he's her arch nemesis. At least, he is since "the incident." Other than that, he's the sexiest piece of eye candy this side of the Mississippi.

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Dream Builder
There weren't many things Toni was afraid of. She owned and operated a construction company in the Deep South, lived her life on her own terms and never backed down from a challenge. At least, not until Leland threw out a challenge she dared not take. Leland had never wanted for anything a day in his life. He was wealthy, handsome, and of Southern aristocratic background. He had it all. Except for the one thing he wanted most-Toni.

Cashmere Sky
Sky had been badly burned by a disastrous marriage. Her ex-husband's brutal words left her battered and broken in places the scars didn't show. The last thing in world she had time for was some young boy toy, whispering sweet nothings in her ear. Cashmere was hooked from the moment he first saw her. What did it matter how old she was, or what color he was? All he knew was there was something very special about the woman he couldn't get out of his head.

Sometimes love comes calling and its apparent, on the surface, up front and in your face. Sometimes its Something Deeper.

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MINE!
Marteeka Karland and Shara Azod
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Copyright ©2010 Marteeka Karland and Shara Azod

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"I'm going to need you to work late tonight," Damien informed Larissa, his attorney. "I want to go over all the financial reports concerning this buy-out before the deal is finalized. Have my secretary order dinner in."

As soon as he made the statement, Damien turned away, watching in the mirror as she stared at his back and gritted her teeth, but nodded even though she had no idea he could see her.

She was irritated, yes, but she was excited too. The intoxicating scent of stirring arousal hit him hard, right in the groin. Her pink tongue darted out to take a swipe at her full bottom lip. Mmmm, he'd be tasting those lips tonight. Watching her hips sway as she moved from where she'd been sitting toward her office, his hands tingled. Tonight would be the night he'd grasp the full globes of her ass, spank them, slam against them. Oh, yes, tonight would be the first of many, many fun filled nights. And mornings. And afternoons.

With a wicked grin, he decided to follow his sexy little attorney. He wanted to make sure she cancelled her date tonight, rather than just pushing back the time. He entered her office moments after she had, not bothering to knock. She hadn't sat down yet, just leaned over her desk talking on the phone.

"I'm really sorry, but something came up so I don't think I will make it at all tonight."

She was damn right she wouldn't be making it tonight, or any other night. Vampires were supposedly a promiscuous bunch, never possessive. But Damien found the very idea of any other man touching Larissa made his fangs descend, ready to rip out a throat. Even now he hated the man on the other end of the line with a vengeance. He couldn't read the human's thoughts since the other man wasn't physically present, but he could hear the regret in the whiny voice on the other end.

Weak. The human didn't deserve to have his hands on those curves. Damien was tempted to reach out and ease that skirt up her thighs, running his nails lightly up the nylons she wore. Would she shiver from the light, teasing caress? Would goose bumps break out across her lusciously dark skin? Oh, he needed to taste that skin. Her neck was tilted just so, an invitation for his mouth to lightly suck the juncture between her head and shoulders. He would run his hands from the sides of her thighs to the front, then upward, so close to her wanting pussy but not touching it. Not yet.

Instead he would glide his hands upwards while tasting her skin, working beneath her shirt up her belly to cup those magnificent breasts. He would hold them over the lacy material of her bra, pressing his erection against her soft ass. He'd use his nails to tease her nipples, running over and over them until she was panting, whimpering for him.

As if she could read his thoughts, she thrust her hips backward, still talking to the whiny man. Damien was convinced he was going to have to hunt down Larissa's would-be date and have a little vamp-to-human talk. Her legs spread slightly, causing the material of her skirt to stretch enticingly across her ass. All he had to do was release his cock from his pants, yank up her clothes and plunge into her. The aroma of her sweet, wet cunt was driving him crazy. And she wasn't thinking about the man she was currently talking to, either. Damien felt no guilt in delving into her thoughts, gratified they centered on no one but him. And how carnal his normally buttoned-down attorney's thoughts were!

He thought he couldn't get any harder, but imagining the way her pussy would fit around his dick made him light-headed. Vampires had precious little blood as it was -- the last thing he needed was for it all to go south, making him a complete airhead. But damn, what heaven it would be to stroke inside her deep and long. He would pinch and pull on her nipples as he rode her, and force her head back so he could swallow her cries of joy.

Perhaps he would pull out just before allowing her to come. Then he could spin her around, forcing her onto his lap as he sank into a chair. That way he could watch his rigid length disappear inside her cunt. He would grasp her ass with both hands, setting a punishing rhythm. He'd rip her blouse open, suckling her breasts as they rocked hard against one another.

Fuck, he had to stop before he took her right here and now, not caring if the entire office heard them. Well, he really didn't care, but Larissa would. To save himself from having to grovel endlessly, he decided discretion was the better part of valor and simply cleared his throat to announce his presence.

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Larissa has dreamed of a mysterious man for many years. When she meets the man who will become her boss, she knows he's her dream man. Too bad he's always such a perfect gentleman.

Damien is simply biding his time. He needs Larissa with every fiber of his being, but he's willing to wait until he's certain the time is right.

Now, having stood all he wants to, Damien begins his unique brand of seduction to claim Larissa as his. That is, if you can call a vampire's idea of collecting what's his "seduction."

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Lawd - I think changed me forever back in the day

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MINE!!!

Larissa has dreamed of a mysterious man for many years. When she meets the man who will become her boss, she knows he's her dream man. Too bad he's always such a perfect gentleman.

Damien is simply biding his time. He needs Larissa with every fiber of his being, but he's willing to wait until he's certain the time is right.

Now, having stood all he wants to, Damien begins his unique brand of seduction to claim Larissa as his. That is, if you can call a vampire's idea of collecting what's his seduction...

Brief Excerpt:

He stood as she came back toward his desk and waited until she set more paperwork on his desk. Then he moved in to stand close behind her as she leaned over,  checking one document against the other. It was something he had done often, and now as ever, she didn't move away. Of course, he had always been careful to keep his still, flaccid cock away from the soft round globes of her ass. Not so tonight. His dick was anything but at rest, and he wasn't about to let this chance slip by. 

Moving in close, he snuggled his rampant organ right in the middle of her ass, forcing her skirt into her crease a little. Ahhhh, that felt so good. Leaning over, he allowed his fangs to ever so gently nip her ear. "Put your hands flat on the desk, arch your back, and don't move." 

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Black Licorice Forever by Nevea Lane

    Vanessa  Delray knew her herbs.  She knew what to do with them, how to work them and how to get the best out of them.  So when a tall dark brooding yet handsome man walks into her herbary, she knew he wanted something particular.  He certainly wasn’t like her usual patrons who thought they were witches and warlocks.  So what could he possibly need?

    Gabriel Salvi wasn’t a witch or warlock: just immortal. Cursed because of his father’s transgressions, Gabriel was forced to live a life without love or anyone to call his own.  His last hope of breaking the curse was an ancient aphrodisiac using the pungent licorice root.  Living in a secluded cabin, Gabriel stumbled across Del Ray’s Herbal Haven and it’s owner, Vanessa Delray. 

    Gabriel wanted the licorice root to finally find his love.   Little does he know, Vanessa may be the only little bit of black licorice that he needs.   

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Praline Dreams by Reana Malori

   Reese Michaels and Dana St. John had been friends since grade school but allowed teenage angst and raging hormones to pull them apart.  After years of denying his feelings, Reese has decided that he is no longer willing to wait.  He knows that it's time to make Dana to realize that she is the only woman for him.  His plan of seduction reconnects two people who have filled each other’s dreams.  Will one night be enough or will Reese and Dana discover that your first love is the one you never truly forget?

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Cassandra Wilson - I Want To Be Loved

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Four thousand years ago Daffyd suffered a tragedy he was sure he would never get over. The Bard of his people was convinced he would never sing again. Closing himself in his castle he resolved to never love again. The price was just too high...

But then came Shiri. What was it about the woman, this mere mortal, that could lure Daffyd out of his self-imposed exile? Why does she call him more than any other? Even more than the wife he lost. Why did she weave a spell so magical it made his heart sing? He had no choice but to use everything in his power to bring her to him. 

 Shiri was much more than a mortal, more than Daffyd could ever imagine. With powers all her own, she set him free and released the magic in the lyrics of his song.

Excerpt:
“Come here.”

    No smooth words of seduction, no small talk, just straight and to the point. Sure, why didn’t she just jump on his lap and…

    The booming sound of his laughter cut off the thought with razor sharpness.  It snatched her harshly back to the reality of the car and not the budding fantasy which had flashed across her mind.

    “Yes, why do you not do it?”

    “What?” Oh, no she hadn’t spoken the words out loud had she? Surely she couldn’t have been that far gone!

    “You were projecting. I did not hear your thoughts, I just caught a snatch of the vision you projected. I must say, I didn’t find it objectionable.”

    Shiri stared at him as if he had grown two heads. Projection? Images? What the hell was he talking about? If Travis had set her up to interview another wacko she would kill him!

    “Look, I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about, but if you even think about going all crazy on me I swear, I will be on the next thing smoking out of here, taking one of your balls with me!”

    “Are you telling me you were not just thinking of climbing into my lap and having your wicked way with me? Or that you did not dream of your fingers exploring that delectable smelling pussy of yours underneath the full moon as I watched?”

    “How could you…You couldn’t know that!”

    It was just a harsh whisper, spoken more to convince herself she wasn’t hearing what she thought she had.

    “Come here, Shiri.”

    “No.” She shrank back against the seat as if she could hide there.

    There would be no hiding. He would not allow it.

    “Do not make me ask you twice.”

    Something in his voice was urging her to do as he told her to. She could have resisted had she wanted to, yet she crept slowly toward him as if compelled by an irresistible force. She didn’t want to fight it. When she would have sat beside him, he pulled her into his lap.

    “Do you think I would hurt you?” Daffyd lightly traced the shape of her lips with his finger. She shivered, though she was a long way from being cold, not anymore.

    “No.” And she didn’t. She was safe here with him, at least her body was.

    “Give me your lips, Shiri.”

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Four thousand years ago Daffyd suffered a tragedy he was sure he would never get over. The Bard of his people was convinced he would never sing again. Closing himself in his castle he resolved to never love again. The price was just too high...

But then came Shiri. What was it about the woman, this mere mortal, that could lure Daffyd out of his self-imposed exile? Why does she call him more than any other? Even more than the wife he lost. Why did she weave a spell so magical it made his heart sing? He had no choice but to use everything in his power to bring her to him. 

 Shiri was much more than a mortal, more than Daffyd could ever imagine. With powers all her own, she set him free and released the magic in the lyrics of his song.

Ask Zade...

For those of you who have asked, you can submit questions for the reclusive Zade Ryar on my Yahoo Group- Shara's Corner. You have until October 31st when the next Journal of a Man in Love will be released. Zade usually doesn't chat so here's your chance to get some answers to burning questions; inquiring minds would love to know.

Ummm, More Flavors!!!!!

Wasabi Heat by RaeLynn Blue:

Nadia loved everything about sushi, the flavor, the scent, and the taste. What she loved more than sushi was owner of her favorite restaurant, Zen Su Chow. She'd lost track of whether her visits to his restaurant were about his food or him, but one thing was for certain, for Nadia, it was love at first taste.

 

Zen Su Chow had been born and raised in Japan. His immigration to the United States at 18 allowed him to work for his success and bring his family with him. The American dream was his for the taking, when he meets Nadia. Withi a short time, Zen can't see his future or his dream without her in it, despite how much it distresses his family.

 

Sushi is just plain without the other ingredients to flavor it, to bring it alive. Zen knows he's just been existing. Now he has to convince Nadia she's just the wasabi heat he needs in his life.

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Peaches & Cream by Serenity King:

Playboy executive, Mark Baldwin is beautiful women and wild parties. Not worrying about the future, beautiful come have come and gone in his life. That’s the way he’s preferred it…that is until he realized that the one woman that he wants, Samira Morgan, friend and business associate, may not want him. Samira’s still recovering from the death of her adoptive parents; Samira doesn’t appear to be remotely interested in a relationship with Mark. Not letting a little thing like rejection stop him, Mark decides to turn up the heat and get his woman, he wonders if his past indiscretions come back to haunt him?

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The Chevalier Store is now open. Click the link above to visit!!!

 

Submissions Call...Think About It

 Fearless Leader likes her chefs and being that she's been watching lots of Iron Chef she has issued a challenge. In 10000 words or less pen an erotic story that has a hero who is:

1) some kind of warrior (ninja, sniper, special ops, etc)

2) some kind of chef

3) has some kind of sexy accent

While the fighting ability is critical to the story so is the accent. Don't focus on the food...focus on the way the hero eats up the heroine

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Entertain me authors and we'll reward you with a smoking hot cover, a generous royalty and mad props.

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What's Your Flavor?

Habeñero Chocolate

Layla something akin to a human volcano. Slow to erupt, but once she did, you had best watch out. Javier very much enjoyed watching her destroy any and all that dared get into the petite attorney's way. Hell, he just enjoyed watching her. He couldn't, however, allow her to jump over the cosmetic counter in the middle of a busy department store. And once he had her in his arms, there was no way in hell he was allowing the the little chocolate covered habeñero erupt over anyone else- ever. 

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What's Your Flavor?

Pineapple Crush

by Janet Eckford

Nia and Peter both have a crush on each other. They spend their days watching and their nights dreaming what they would do when the watching is over. When they get their chance to make those dreams a reality will they keep moving forward or crush the possibility of a future.

Pucharse

From the series: Journal of a Man in Love. Journal entry #3: Game Night

Journal of a Man in Love. Journal entry #3: 

Game Night (with a special letter from Allie)

Genre: IR Erotic Romance

The Journal of a Man in Love are short stories that chronicles the private  thoughts and actions of a man completely, totally and utterly in love with his woman. Written completely from a male point of view, take a peek inside what's  in a man's heart and mind.

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One of My All Time Favorte Re-Reads

If you have never read this, you should. It may not all apply to you, may not apply to you at all, but I remember being a junior in high school and preforming it. I had never felt a part more deeply, never connected to the written word so absolutely. Here is an excerpt of what I mean:

dark phases if womanhood
of never havin been a girl
half-notes scattered
without rhythm / no tune
distraught laughter fallin
over a black girl's shoulder
it's funny / it's hysterical
the melody-less-ness of her dance
don't tell nobody don't tell a soul
she's dancing on beer cans & shingles...

i can't hear anythin
but maddening screams
& the soft strains of death
& you promised me
you prmised me...
somebody / anybody
sing a black girl's song
bring her out to know herself
to know you
but sing her rhythms 
carin / struggle / hard times
singe her song of life
she's been dead for so long
closed in silence so long
she doesn't know the sound
of her own voice
her infinite beauty 
she's half-notes scattered
without rhythm / no tune
sing her sighs
sing the song of her possibilities
sing a righteous gospel
let her be born
let her be born
& handled warmly

I strongly recommend this book, when you are hurting, afraid, or confused. Just a thought.  

Available Now!!! Whipped Dreams ~ Fantasies

WARNING- THIS BOOK CONTAINS SLIGHT BDSM ELEMENTS.

Mercy has the worst case of writer’s block. How was she supposed to write out fantasies when reality was oh-so-delicious? Luckily, her new husband knows just the thing to get her creative juices flowing. Punishment had never been so sweet.

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From the series: Journal of a Man in Love. Journal entry #2: After Run Shower

 

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The Journal of a Man in Love are short stories that chronicles the private thoughts and actions of a man completely, totally and utterly in love with his woman. Written completely from a male point of view, take a peek inside what's in a man's heart and mind.

Must Read ~ Seriously Heart wrenching

A Complete Woman

 

Tracy Johnson has seen better days. She’s suffered her fourth miscarriage, her boyfriend has left her and an unexpected death has called her home. Home isn’t where her heart is, and Tracy hadn’t been home since high school. She got out and she never planned to go back—until now. Soon Tracy finds that death is the least of her worries. As she reunites with her high school friends, Tracy discovers lies, sex, and betrayal have festered in her absence. Through the rollercoaster ride of incidents, Tracy and her friends fight to break free of society’s perceptions of a complete woman. Some will rise and embrace their completeness. Others will crack beneath the pressure—but one thing this is certain—no one—not even Tracy, will ever be the same.

 

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Summer Series of Sweet Romantic Shorts

Sweet Summer romance shorts to make you sigh. Perfect for a lunch hour get away!

Home

Steve knew exactly why he had returned to the small home town where he'd been raised after years of chasing stories across the globe. The only problem was getting his reason, Ana, to see how serious he was about her, and how very much he missed having a home.

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After a Minor Delay It Has Been Released!!!

The Journal of a Man in Love are short stories that chronicles the private thoughts and actions of a man completely, totally and utterly in love with his woman. Written completely from a male point of view, take a peek inside what's in a man's heart and mind.

http://www.sharaazod.com/ebook/allie-handcuffs.html

Ever Wondered How a Man In Love Thinks?

The Journal of a Man in Love are short stories that chronicles the private thoughts and actions of a man completely, totally and utterly in love with his woman. Written completely from a male point of view, take a peek inside what's in a man's heart and mind. 

To be released today!!!! More info to come. 

Ties That Bind Part Three

Lady Rienne's rise to power continues. Just how does she steal Baptiste from her cousin? The next installment of the Chevalier prequel, Ties That Bind Part 3 is on sale now on my website exclusively. http://www.sharaazod.com/ebook/ties-bind-iii.html

Feeling Homesick

I Could Listen to This Over and Over....It Haunts My Soul

She reminds me of Lady Day, so soulful. Love this to death.

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Think of it: Prohibition. The Charleston. Hard times. Jazz. Foreclosures. Breakaways and cutting loose. Twilight Amery sets her sights on Harlem, where a girl with a voice--even a white man's bastard from Alabama--can be somebody. Hopping a freight train, she joins up with the beautiful, bitter Mr. Stone and the compellingly magnetic Hector, two Harlem men trying to get home however they can. Faced with club-wielding Pinkerton agents, an inconvenient dead body, and a shortage of money, Twilight and Stone forge an alliance while pursuing their individual mating dances with Hector. Then an old enemy of Stone's intercepts them and issues a challenge that Twilight makes the mistake of accepting.

Excerpt:

Hector woke her deliciously, lipping and licking until she came hard in his arms. Then, while she was all weak and floppy, drunk on his loving, he slowly eased that oversize cock into her and made her drunker still. Cock-drunk.

“Inhale deeply, my lovely.”

She pulled in, expanding and being filled. As she exhaled, he worked side to side, snuggling in more comfortably. When she couldn't take being any fuller he seemed to know it. He withdrew, leaving her aching and empty. She moaned.

He beamed. “Let us warm up slowly, yes? “ And he set a long rolling motion like a freight engine warming up to pull a long hard load in the dawn.

And he was the size of a freight train. And it surely was dawn.

For the pure fun of it, she crowed. Then laughed into his astonished face.

His mouth sagged, and his eyes rolled up. “You laugh, my lovely, all the way through.”

She wrapped her arms and legs all around him. “I can feel you too.”

“Imagine that,” Stone said, but his tone wasn't sour this time. That might be a smile on his bruised and lumped-up face.

She smiled back, as generous as any drunk. “You can kiss him. It's all right.”

Stone blinked, staring at her.

“Kiss me, Daniel.”

Daniel Stone kissed him. Fiercely, with tongue, and she wondered how he could help but taste her in Hector's mouth.

For a moment Hector didn't move inside her. She felt slighted, or as slighted as someone could be when stuffed so full. Which was pure foolishness, when the kiss was her idea. She curled upward, just a little bit of a hint, and he resumed the long, slow rolling motion.

Daniel lay beside her, his cheek against her temple.

Hector watched her, though, his eyes heavy lidded with concentration, like a man working harder than a man was meant to work. He murmured foreign words, his voice bone-deep, something she could have heard if she were deaf.

“Yes,” Stone whispered, his one hand gripping Hector's upper arm, joining itself to the muscle that bulged there, and his other clasping his own swollen cock.

And that made three of them in it. But a fire can heat up any number of people, so long as they don't shade each other out. For right now, Stone didn't shade her out. He rocked, as Hector rocked, and as the tempo sped up the bed rocked too, like it was getting as much out of this as any of them.

She laughed again. Couldn't help it.

Hector reared up, his cock shoving painfully deep, and crowed like a rooster the size of a mule. Hot jizz spurted inside her.

A lot of jizz.

Mercy, it's a good thing I'm not one of these real fertile girls.

Hector lay limp atop her, breathing hard and laughing gently, so heavy she couldn't breathe at all.

“Hector, you're suffocating her.” Stone shoved at him. “Move.”

Instead Hector threw an arm about him and rolled to lay most of his weight on Stone's chest, while still facing, and holding, Twi.

Stone laughed in a choked way and held up a hand spattered with rich, sour jizz.

Hector grabbed it and sucked the fingers clean, then licked and sucked the palm a lot more than cleaning would take. Stone finally pulled the hand away and kissed him again, as if to get his jizz back.

Twi rested her head on Stone's shoulder, feeling lazy as a cat in the sun. The smell of jizz was tolerable, but Hector and Stone both acted like they craved the powerfully nasty taste.

Hector's cock firmed up inside her, not that it had gone much toward soft.

She hitched up on one elbow. “Whoa, horse! Rooster, I mean! You already got me sore.”

They laughed, their foreheads together, their voices melding in a chorus that was all male and all satisfied. After a moment Daniel Stone turned his head to her and whispered into her hair, “Thank you.”

 

Georgie's Beau

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Georgie had always been on the outside looking in. As the bastard daughter of the man who ran the local jook joint, there was little hope of a respectable life in store for her. Especially after she caught the eye of Beau Dupuis, son the richest man in all of South Georgia. All he could offer her is a nice house hidden away on his families plantation, but Georgie yearned for more.

Beau had never had to wanted for a thing. He got what he wanted, and what he wanted was Georgie Willard. For her, Beau would break all the rules,defy all of society just to be with her. Little did they both know what the fickle hands of fate had in store. Through war and strife, Beau would have to fight to keep Georgie’s love.

“Are you okay, Georgie?”

Snapping her attention back to the man in front of her, she nodded briskly.

“I-I don’t pretend to know what just happened, but Beau, it can never happen again.”

Beau’s eyes narrowed at her, his blue eyes turning dark and stormy. Georgina shivered, as if caught in an actual squall, but she couldn’t back down.

“I mean it, Beau. I plan to get married someday, and I can’t…let you have your way with me. What decent man would want me then?”

He was so quiet, so still, for a moment she was afraid of what he might do. Not that she thought he’d hurt her,but she knew she would be helpless to resist if he decided to force the issue.Closing her eyes, she willed with all her might that he would understand. After a few moments, she felt his hand caress her cheek.

“What man wouldn’t want you? Decent or otherwise,” he finally answered softly before turning and walking away.

Georgiana slumped against the wall as she watched him go. Nothing good can come of it, she kept reminding herself to keep from calling him back.

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Solange was in trouble. There was no way out, she was caught. Yes, she had been blackmailing her cousin’s no-good fiancé, but she had never meant for anyone to get hurt-not physically. Determined not to beg, she would accept her punishment like a woman. That DID NOT mean cowing or begging however, not even to the powerful Chevalier family. Beaumont and Boden knew they had found a rare treasure. All they had to do was break through that shell Solange surrounded herself in. But first they had to get her to trust them with her secrets, and eventually her heart.

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“Thank you, but I’m not hungry.” She didn’t pout, didn’t sulk. She simply poured herself a streaming cup of coffee  into the delicate china, laced the brew liberally with cream and sugar until the liquid was a similar color to her own skin and sipped. No histrionics. Just a calm, calculated rejection of authority. 

            He felt the blood rushing through his veins, his skin tingling with the excitement he told himself over and over again last night he would not fell toward her. Intellectually, he understood she was challenging him as a form of self-defense he didn’t believe even she understood, but it got his juices flowing nonetheless. A woman hadn’t challenged him in anything in…well, never really. Even his ex-wife hadn’t deigned to disagree with him, even when she thought him dead wrong. But then, she hadn’t talked to him much. Hadn’t really wanted a husband or a son. When his mother had offered her an out she had jumped at the chance to return to her life in New England away from the pesky concerns of a family. 

            Sliding to the chair next to hers, Beau placed a croissant and various pieces of fruit on her plate. 

            “I’m not going to-” He slid a chunk of honeydew melon between her lips as she spoke, effectively cutting off any protest. 

            Solange glowered but she chewed and swallowed, reaching for the fork he held in his hand. “I can feed myself.” 

            “Oh, no I don’t think so, sweetheart.” He was enjoying himself far too much which meant when they got back to New Orleans, he couldn’t see her again. “You had your chance to eat on your own, but you had to be difficult. Now you can just relax and let Daddy feed you.”