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Take Me To Bed: Bedtime Quickies Collection
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No Broken Beast
-- EXCERPT: I’m sure she’ll say yes. I think. But there’s this breathless moment when I think I might be about to get my heart crushed. She just stares at me with her eyes so wide, unblinking. Goddamn, I know she loves me. Know she wants to run away with me. But what if I’ve pushed too hard, too fast? It’s honestly asking a lot after the life she’s been trapped in. This much change just might be terrifying and-- “Yes!” she cries, tumbling down into my arms, barely catching the ring box to clasp it between our twined hands. Then comes the kiss to end all kisses. It tastes wet and salty, her tears flowing freely. Maybe not just hers, even if I’ll never admit it out loud. Even if she’d said no, I’d still have done everything in my power to protect her. To save her from that wretched man. Still, the fact that she wants to leave that life behind not just as my lover, but as my wife means the damn universe. It’s everything. It makes everything I’ve endured to get here worth it. The pain. The torture. The conditioning. The brainwashing that even now scares me, when I’ve done everything I can to fake compliance while fighting the command triggers burned into my grey matter. She’s the one reason I’ve been able to hold on. And she doesn’t even know how long she’s been keeping me together. One fine day, I’ll tell her. I’ll tell her how young Tiger fought against his bonds each and every time Dr. Ross held him down and injected him with burning shit to make him more obedient and whispered the same words to him over and over and over, engraving them deep in his brain. I’ll tell her how that boy held on to her and wouldn’t let him take the memory of a pretty girl twirling a flower between her fingers under the summer sun, and the shy, sweet way she looked at him. I’ll tell her about an older kid wondering who she grew into, now and then dreaming her voice. The same voice I remembered hearing deep down in the catacombs under the mansion. I’ll tell her about carving her face into thin slips of wood, carving flowers I swore I’d give her one day, holding on to them when I felt like I’d break at the slightest provocation. I’ll tell her how sometimes the neat lines between love and obsession get so blurred, I can’t even breathe anymore without picturing her. That’s why I want to save her so much. Because Clarissa saved me. Right now isn’t the time for those words, though. Now’s the time for tearful kisses, for the tight roughness in my throat, for her arms around my neck and her body against mine, and then we’re hand in hand, and I’m sliding that pretty, slender engagement ring on her delicate finger. I can’t stop smiling, and my smile echoes on her lips, in her eyes. We don’t need to say a word as we stand, picking at the flowers from the edge of the cliff, hand in hand. Yeah, it’s that corny old legend, the lovers of Heart’s Edge. That old promise. The one where they say if you toss flowers over the cliff with the person you love, maybe you’ll be together forever. So we pluck the petals with starry-eyed looks and hold them up high. And when we cast them over the edge and into the wind, sending them swirling into the night, I think I can see our forever. Little do we know that our promise ends in less than a week…
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 TS901: Anomaly
by Stacey Rourke and Tish Thawer Tainted water for the good of the people. Fluoride and vitamins to sustain the health of the human race. Added ingredients to extend and elevate the quality of life. All good things, right? Wrong. Thia Kelly has been changed by the TS901 chemical in the world’s water supply. Now, forced into hiding with the other inflicted outcasts, she struggles to survive as her powers emerge. Evan Daniels hunted for others like himself, and finding Thia suddenly brought meaning back into his life. Love blossomed between the strange couple while they searched for a way to reverse the effects. Unfortunately, the Government had something else in mind. Super-soldier creation on a mass scale was their end goal, and thanks to an unfortunate family tie, Evan became Patient #1. Good-guy? Bad-guy? The world isn’t sure, but Thia is left with only one choice––save the ass of the world’s first Anomaly who just happens to be her boyfriend. Check out the review here! 
Christmas Treasures Anthology
Mixed Genres Holiday Fiction
with stories by:
Angela Gray, C. Forrest Lundin, E.M. Denning, Holly Barbo,
Jess Mountifield, Maxine Murphy, Julie Elizabeth Powell,
Marc Sanderson, S.P. West, Sean Gallatin, Cherime MacFarlane, Suzy Stewart Dubot
Through time and space, Christmas remains a time for love, laughter and family. It may be the family we make, the one we were born into, or the one we hope to find. These Christmas stories are all about Christmas, in the future, the past or now. Come with us, let’s celebrate the holiday season.
Angela Gray - An Unexpected Christmas
Award Winning Author C. Forrest Lundin - Christmas Changes
E.M. Denning - Snow Angel
Award Winning Author Holly Barbo - A Magic Yule
Jess Mountifield - Santa’s Little Space Pirate
Maxine Murphy - The Best Christmas He’ll Never Remember
Best Selling Author Julie Elizabeth Powell - Yule Spirits
Marc Sanderson - Christmas Eve
S.P. West - Kickstart My Heart
Sean Gallatin – Best Selling, Award Winning Author Cherime MacFarlane - The Perfect Present
Suzy Stewart Dubot - The Christmas Ball
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Aces High: A Second Chance MC Romance
-- EXCERPT: She scans my bruised face with an anguished expression on her own. Have the last forty-eight hours been just as miserable for her as they were for me? Or does she just feel sorry for me? I wish I could read her mind, but I just have to hold my breath and wait for an answer. The song has ended. The music stopped, but we are still in the same spot, trapped together, unwilling to part. “Four days?” she considers. “An indecent proposal.” I slide my hands down to her ass and grip both of her juicy cheeks. She’s wearing a skin-tight pair of jeans that hug every curve of her bottom. The force of my hold mashes together our lower bodies, giving Liv an up-close and personal feel of my growing need, and want, and desire. A small, titillating moan escapes her mouth as she’s swept away in the moment. “Heaven help me. I accept.” She falls to pieces right in my arms. “I thought that was going to take more convincing.” “Consider all your efforts over the last week and a half counting toward my decision.” “Oh, yeah?” My pride swells. “Good to know it wasn’t all for nothing.” I drop a kiss on her lips, and then another. I add one more just for good luck. And maybe because I just love kissing her. “So, are we done wasting time down here? I’m ready to go to bed.” Erase the boundaries, and Liv is a livewire. “Not yet.” “You’re gonna make me wait?” She’s equally pouty and surprised. “A little bit longer, yeah. I gotta put my time in first.” “And how much time are we talking?” Liv is provocatively close. “I’m not sure. A few hours, maybe?” “That seems like an impossibly long time.” “It is an impossibly long time,” I agree, my balls aching like a motherfucker. I’ve been fighting for Liv’s attention for so long, I’ve reverted back to a goddamn horny teenager. “Well, I guess I’ll just have to wait for you, then. Alone,” she sighs, “naked . . . and wet.” “Wet?” I swallow hard. 
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Dark One’s Bride
Sequel to: -- EXCERPT: The door took them out into a narrow, vacant corridor. Cool air caressed her face and took the edge off the wretched sogginess that had grasped her limbs. Clara breathed deeply as they walked, willing her stomach to stop fluttering and disgusted it wouldn’t obey such a command. It was empty bar a half-cup of liquid. What was left for it to protest? Lucias ran his hand up and down her back in light, reassuring strokes. The action was somewhat at odds with the concern plastered across his face and the anger evident in the flicker of silvery-blue light in his eyes. Small though they were, the sparks still flashed in the gloom. “How are you feeling now?” “Still terrible,” she mumbled. Even away from the warmth of the kitchens, the unbearable heat continued to plague her. He nodded as if expecting that very reply. There was a hitch in his stride as he fumbled with something in a small pouch on his belt. “Here,” he whispered, pressing a slim glass vial into her hand. “Drink this. It should fix that.” Clara uncorked the vial and downed the brown sludge without a second thought. Her very hair seemed to shudder at the bitterness coating her tongue. She gagged. Her stomach rolled, still deciding on whether to reject this strange concoction. “What was that?” The words barely escaped her without her biting her tongue. “It’s the antidote for a large variety of poisons.” He took the vial back from her and returned it to the pouch. “I always keep a few on me.” Heat drained from her face. She wasn’t certain if it was due to the vial’s effects or the implication that… “Someone tried to poison me?” She hadn’t even been here a day. How could there already be people in place to make an attempt on her life? And why hadn’t they gone straight for Lucias? “Well, it’s was either that or the food was far too rich for you. But I’d prefer to err on the side of caution when it comes to your wellbeing. I’ll bring a few vials for you in the morning. Right after I send a few of my people to interrogate the kitchen staff.”
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