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Magic of Books Promotions hosted its first tour during the month of November three years ago.
The company was created from the passion and desire of its owner, Tami Adams, because of her experiences as an author. From her struggles to have her books viewed and appreciated she knew there had to be another way.
Three years later Tami no longer writes but is determined to show the world the magic that lies within the pages of all books.
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Romance in traditional literary terms is a narration of the extraordinary exploits of heroes, often in exotic or mysterious settings. The term romance has also been used for stories of mysterious adventures, not necessarily of heroes. These adventure romances usually are set in distant places.
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Romance. Winter/Christmas theme (multi genre romance (contemporary and PNR))
Ring in the holidays this year with this collection of steamy to sexy scintillating reads from today’s hottest bestselling authors. Whether you’re looking for a romance by the warm glow of the fireplace or a passionate romp on a bear skin rug, there is something for all readers, for every taste, desire, and whim.
Come and join us, won’t you? This is sure to be a Season… of Seduction.
Contemporary Holiday Romance
Will a Christmas wish give a lonely author a family?
Mystery writer, Joel Carpenter, has no time for romance. He has a deadline to meet, and too many skeletons in his closet to trust the slightly spinny artist renting his house.
Christy Taylor has her hands full dealing with an ailing business and a diabetic daughter, she doesn’t need the temptation that is her landlord, Joel Carpenter.
Can a Christmas wish bring two stubborn souls together and give a little girl the gift she wants most?
Love, passion, romance and desire… No matter what your preference, this set of 22 hot and sexy reads has just what you need. From surprise love affairs to bad boys that we can’t help but fall for, and couples that were meant to be, this compilation from Romance Collections is sure to please your every single need.
The six stories are set in the fictional town of Jackson’s Bay that only comes alive once a year. Ipris Magazine has its gala ball at the Imperial Estate on top of the cliffs, and this year they are celebrating 140 years of publication.
The town is basking in an usually long heat wave. Clothes are coming off, and inhibitions are being lost. We follow twenty-two people throughout the week leading up to the party. Secrets, revelations, ambitions and desires will come to the forefront. Will the men and women overcome inhibitions, stigma and blackmailers by the time they attend the Gala celebrations that will have over a thousand people in attendance?
Sunshine and Lightning is the first of six books.
Karl Spencer walked out on Rebecca Patterson ten years ago and has regretted it ever since. There wasn’t a week that passed by that he didn’t regret running away from her that night. Karl spent a lot of time hating himself for not fighting for their relationship.
Rebecca used her broken heart to fuel her determination to achieve her career goal, Editor-in-Chief of Ipris Magazine. She ignores that she had never had a relationship last more than three months. An enforced week off lands her in Jackson’s Bay at the same time as Karl Spencer.
No matter what, Karl is determined to find out if she still feels anything for him.
Will Karl win Rebecca back?
Military Romance (contemporary)
Marshall Chandler is a true American who grew up wanting nothing more than to serve his country to the best of his ability, by becoming a fighter pilot in the United States Air Force. On the eve of his first assignment, he meets the woman that will haunt his dreams and change his life.
A single night to connect, but a decade to realize it… when one man is torn between the love of his country and what might have been the love of his life, how does he stay sane? How does he cope? And will he ever get a second chance at love?
Sometimes fate works in mysterious ways.
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Romance / Short Story
**2017 Reader’s Favorite Gold Medal Winner: Fiction/Short Story-Novella**
Noel Calabrese hates the holidays as much as she hates her life. Overweight, insecure and heartbroken, she retreats into a world of misery.
While in the Silicon Valley on a business trip, she meets Leon Hallas. Could he be her ticket to happiness? Can she learn to trust men again? Are second chances at happiness even remotely possible?
Unwrap this steamy little contemporary romance, complete with a palindrome about second chances, discovering self-worth and watch as the sexy silver fox falls for the full figured beauty just in time for the holidays. Is Leon Hallas Mr. Right and will he and Noel find their happy ever after?
This short story contains adult language and situations, and is intended for readers over the age of 18.
Romance (Contemporary Romance)
After more than a decade, Cait has returned home to St. Augustin and the Dom she left behind. A pampered sub, now widowed, Cait has adjusted to making decisions for herself for the first time in years. With some help from her friends, she’s begun a new life.
Then Jackson walks into her studio it’s as if their years apart never happened – as if she hadn’t left him for his best friend. He never stopped loving her and he’s not going to give up this time. He’s determined to win her back, not only as his sub but as his wife.
(Reader Advisory: Grab a glass of wine, and put the kids to bed. This story has one hot Dom and a sub willing to make up for lost time. Graphic sexual language and scenes are to be expected.)
The Phoenix Agency
They served their country in every branch of the military – Army Delta Force, SEALs, Air Force, Marines. We are pilots, snipers, medics – whatever the job calls for. And now as private citizens they serve in other capacities, as private contractors training security for defense contractors, as black ops eradicating drug dealers, as trained operatives ferreting out traitors. With the women in their lives who each have a unique psychic ability, they are a force to be reckoned with. Risen from the ashes of war, they continue to fight for those in need. They are Phoenix.
In an effort to avoid an international incident, the Phoenix Agency employs Lord Henry Smythe to help with the case of a distant relation to the crown who’s fallen in with a man whose criminal roots span both sides of the Atlantic. It should be an easy job for a man with his training and intelligence. But he hasn’t yet met Amelia MacKay, a stubborn lady who when told to jump does not ask how high.
He must protect her even if he doesn’t believe her.
If you like fun, magic, irreverent humor…a little suspense, shifters, quirky witches…this is the World for you!
Dolphin Paradise…from Naughty Getaways:
To: Karen Barrow
From: Argyle Riviera
Karen, as you may have heard, Robert’s wife’s health has taken a turn for the worse and he has decided to step down from his position as director of Dolphin Paradise. The board wanted me to reassure you that another director will be appointed before you arrive on the island next week. We know you will do everything you can to help the new man learn the routine and assume his responsibilities. With your help, we can assure our kids a great experience this year as always.
Karen’s mug slipped from her numb fingers and fell to the floor with a thump, soaking the outdated mottled brown-and-gray carpet with thin, acidy department coffee. It would probably eat right through to the floor. But so what? The Science Department budget held no money for extras, and the 1970s era décor would remain unless the building actually burned down. The coffee was bad, but not that bad.
The new man. Every time she thought sexism began to fade into the past, it again reared its ugly head. Did they care who they hired as long as they had enough testosterone? She’d basically run the camp for the past several years, while Robert dealt with not only his wife’s chronic illnesses but the onset of a few of his own. He was a wonderful man, kind, and the kids adored him, but he’d not been acting as director. And she’d been too concerned about his feelings to tell anyone.
Probably served her right the Rivieras had decided not only to promote someone else to the difficult and low-paying job of running the summer camp for inner city kids, but had asked her to help him learn his job.
Suddenly, her dreary little cubicle of an office seemed to run out of air. Leaving the soggy carpet unblotted, she grabbed her backpack and flung open the door. Curses held behind pressed lips, Professor Karen Barrow shoved through the crowd in the hallway. She didn’t have a destination in mind. Just a vague and ridiculous desire to get away from the email that ruined her summer before it even began.
To: Drake Connell
From: Argyle Riviera
I would like to take this opportunity to thank you once again for agreeing to step in as director of Dolphin Paradise. Since its inception, the project has been ruled a success. All but a few of the participants have gone on to finish high school with a higher-than-normal percentage entering college, as well, and most in the sciences. Our scholarship program draws from the pool of students who attend our summer camps, as you know, and as director you will have the opportunity to contribute directly to their higher quality of life. Who knows? Maybe one of them will find the cure for a disease or a way to clean the oceans of pollution.
Karen Barrow will ably assist you in your endeavors. She’s been assistant director since the first year and knows the program better than anyone. The former director swore he couldn’t do his job without her.
If you need anything, let us know, but I’m sure you’ll find all you require on the island.
Have a great summer!
Drake closed the lid on his laptop and stuffed the device in its bag. If he’d had any doubts about taking on the summer job rather than staying in town to work on his book, the name of his assistant director solidified his decision.
Karen Barrow. His office neighbor.
The beautiful, curvy, copper-haired professor whose jade-green eyes never settled on him long enough to acknowledge he was alive. Perhaps a little time on an island where the only other adult was the elderly cook would get her to notice him.
The schedule called for the director and assistant to arrive a week before the campers, the teen counselors, and the cook. A romantic getaway with a little work, and writing, thrown in. If he couldn’t make an impression on a crowded campus, perhaps the atmosphere at Dolphin Paradise would make the difference. Either that or he was going to be taking a lot of cold showers. Every time she strolled past his office, his cock hardened and he had to turn around and adjust himself. No other woman caused him to lose so much control. Not to mention during the course of his first year at Oleander College, he’d gradually ceased dating anyone at all. Somehow, the pretty secretaries and junior professors no longer held his attention. The playboy professor of his previous institution who’d rolled into town and dated half a dozen Oleander faculty faded by November. His focus narrowed.
Professor Barrow was not only beautiful, she was popular with her students, her classes filled to capacity, and her work with the less fortunate in the community had earned her the respect of the dean and even a special award from the president of the school. She was everything he’d never wanted.
You didn’t go out with a Karen Barrow unless you had the best of intentions, and, so far, his had always been less than long-term. His dates knew that…he never pretended to want more than a fun evening. He paid for dinner or whatever the activity was, opened car doors, listened when they spoke, and they seemed to find him attractive. Most evenings ended up in the woman in question’s bedroom. Never his. And he never stayed overnight.
Shortly before winter break, he’d given in to an impulse to see her in action. Slipping into one of her lectures, he’d sat in the back and shared her students’ transfixed attention as she discussed an algae bloom in the Atlantic, the possible causes of the event, and its effect on marine mammals. Material even he might have found dry under other circumstances, yet her melodious voice carried her words to the seats at the very back of the auditorium—as if she spoke directly to him—and made him want to know more.
He’d even approached her after the class and suggested they have coffee and discuss the algae bloom, but she’d brushed him aside with a lame excuse. Which he accepted with no little relief. He did not need a keeper. So why could he not forget her and move on?
Or take no for an answer? She’d also rejected dinner, movies, and a lecture on the effects of climate change on plankton in the Pacific Northwest. She’d attended. He’d seen her across the room. But not with him.
And now they would be spending the summer together…the first week alone together. Stepping outside his office, Drake closed the door and locked it. No more Oleander College for a few months.
Professor Barrow’s door was closed; a small hand-lettered sign hanging there announcing office hours would begin again in late August and giving an email for anyone who needed to reach her sooner. His door bore a similar notice, printed out rather than handwritten. His chicken scratch, unlike her graceful cursive, would have only confused those who attempted to read it. School was truly out for summer, and tomorrow at this time, they’d both be on the island and he’d be getting started on operation Karen.
He paused outside her door long enough to question his motives. How much of the attraction was based on the fact she had zero interest in him? He didn’t kid himself. He was an attractive man who was used to women responding to his charm. And he liked a little kink from time to time which he would be willing to bet she’d never go for.
He closed his eyes, picturing her generous curves naked, bound with the silken rope he favored while he tormented her into orgasm after orgasm. His cock hardened, as it always did when he fantasized about his office neighbor. Sometimes, he pictured her bound to his desk while he graded papers on her naked belly, a vibrator keeping her busy until he was ready to take her…
“Professor Connell? Can I talk to you about my grade?”
With every bit of self-control he possessed, Drake focused on the gangly nineteen-year-old frat rat in front of him. “The semester is over, Rodney. Grades have been turned in.”
“But I failed your class. My dad is going to kill me.”
“Perhaps you should have considered that fact before you missed half the classes and didn’t turn in your papers.” Ready to continue on his way, he took in the woebegone expression and changed his plans. Suppressing a sigh, he fished his keys out of his pocket. “I can’t do anything about your grade, but if you’d like to talk, I have a few minutes.”
The boy’s father, a prominent local attorney, would not kill him, but Rodney would not likely have a great summer. He could spare him a half hour or so. Maybe guide him into planning a more responsible next semester.
But no sooner did he send the boy on his way than another student knocked, then another. Not all had failed his class. Some just wanted to wish him a good summer or let him know they’d be taking one of his classes in the fall. They liked his company, enjoyed chatting with him.
What the heck was wrong with Professor Karen Barrow?
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One of the projects I’m most proud of this summer is the Wanna Be Bad Anthology. Our heroines are all a little older and more experienced than most, but they are ready to spread their wings and discover life! How many of us were too busy when we were “typical” romance heroine age to try things, experiment…enjoy!
In the world of working women and glass ceilings, these heroines have kept their eye on the prize. Until now. The prize has suddenly shifted, and they’re ready to break the rules, and get wild. From past loves, to forbidden strangers, these good girls are swooning for bad boys, and you’re invited to join in.
From 12 NYT and USA Today bestselling authors, these tales of seduction will leave you panting for more…
Featuring stories from: Adaline Raine, Elizabeth Kirke, Ever Coming, Kate Richards, Katherine Deane, Kayleigh Malcolm, Krista Ames, Michele Ryan, Monica Corwin, Nicole Morgan, Tina Donahue, and TL Reeve Buy it Here!
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A collection of books with an astrological spin on love. From Aries to Virgo… discover all-new tales of paranormal romance and urban fantasy.
Zodiac Shifters features New York Times, USA Today, and other bestselling authors. Each month expect new releases based upon the twelve astrology signs.
Aries- loyal, competitive, courageous
Love’s Warrior by Jennifer Hilt
All’s fair in love and the war to win back his fated mate…
Being the daughter of Aries, the God of War, means Jessica Tindal is an Amazon warrior. But she’s given up her bloodthirsty ways to hideout working as an herbal healing witch. Too bad she’s stuck in an Arctic ice station with a killer intent on framing her.
Enter Paranormal Marshall Carson Slater—ice bear shifter, silver-haired hottie, and oh yeah, Jessica’s ex-husband. Carson arrives in Icy Cap determined to do two things: take down the ice station killer and reclaim his wife. His protective instincts drive him to keep her by his side at all times, which plays perfectly into his plan to seduce her back into his bed and his life. Now all he has to do is prove her innocence and win her heart before the real killer strikes again.
About the Author
Hi, I’m Jennifer Hilt – thanks for stopping by. I write sexy paranormal romantic suspense with ice bear shifters because that’s what I love to read. My paranormal romances are set in Icy Cap, hundreds of miles north of the Arctic Circle in Alaska. I’m fascinated by the intense world of paranormals living and loving during the cold dark winter nights.
I also write an urban fantasy YA series “The Alchemy of Charm” about a Scottish girls’ boarding school for wizards. I do all this work plus some very excellent procrastination from my Seattle home. I love FB pet videos, take out dinners and John Wick.
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“You didn’t have to stay for this part.” Antonio took Kim’s arm, holding her steady as the undertaker activated the mechanism lowering Doug’s casket into the grave. “Even his own mother didn’t.” Clouds rapidly moved in, blocking the sunshine and bluish-smoggy SoCal sky. Palm trees stood sentinel to the oncoming storm. “We should get in the car before it rains.”
“You’ll notice she didn’t protest when I told her to take the car and I’d get a ride with someone.” A fresh flood of tears washed down her face as the funeral limo cleared the gate of the hilly cemetery and headed for the hotel where Mr. and Mrs. Steele, Senior were staying the night before the meeting with Doug’s attorney for the reading of the will in the morning. After that, they were catching a flight back to Boston. “She isn’t unfeeling. But it’s not their family custom to watch. And I’d rather say good-bye alone.” She glanced up at him in alarm when his hand jerked. “I mean without Mrs. Cold Shoulder. She never liked me, you know.”
“I’m not sure that’s true.” He let out a deep breath. “But it doesn’t matter anyway. He liked you fine.”
“Yes, he did. And I liked him, too. How will I ever go on without him, Tony? He was my life.”
The coffin moved below ground level, its bronze top shadowed by the edges of the hole. She ached so deep inside she didn’t think it would ever stop hurting. Just a week before they’d been planning their holiday, what parties to go to, whether to go to Boston or not this year—she’d voted yes, probably out of guilt because she didn’t like his mother either, and he’d voted no because he knew how tense the visits made her.
“We went last year, Kim,” he’d said, lying next to her in bed with the sheet lying over his hips, his toned, muscular upper body impossible to resist petting. “Let’s stay home, just the two of us. Maybe make a baby.”
Her throat became so tight, she could barely suck air through it, as if the looming clouds pressed her into the earth. As if she were being buried with Doug. “He wanted a baby and I put him off. I wanted to wait until I got tenure. Why did that seem important?” It didn’t mattered not at all!
“It was important. You two agreed to wait until your careers were stable before starting a family.” The coffin settled into the hole with a soft thump and the skies opened, at almost the same second. “Come on, Doug would kill me if I let you catch your death. We’re going home.”
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Here is what they had to say about FIRE AND ICE: KATE RICHARDS: 5*****STARS
Claire Nilson lived with her Aunt Frieda on a farm in Vermont, she graduated college with honors and was ready to take her CPA License. The only thing that she didn’t count on was that after graduation her aunt handed her an airline ticket, a duffle bag and enough money for lunch. She was headed to New Orleans where there was a job waiting for her and a place to live.
Ling Lee is a dragon who has to mate in less than forty-eight hours with the ice dragon or she risks being wed to a rival clan against her will and used as a sex slave. Claire is working at a nightclub called Crossroads and she is about to enter into a life she never could have expected. Ling is her mate, she is an ice dragon and is surrounded by all manner of shifters and even vampires. When Ling finds Claire laying in his bed he believes that she has come to him to complete the mating bond. Claire has never been attracted or turned on by any man or woman yet Ling has her moaning and groaning. Unfortunately he manages to set the bed on fire and for the first time she shifts and freezes everything in the room including Ling.
Claire is such a wonderful character and made me laugh everytime she yelled out to everyone that she is from Vermont, Vermont doesn’t have vampires or dragons. She also begins to believe that she has fallen down the rabbit hole. There are many surprises and secrets.
Fire And Ice Review by Petula Winmill on Amazon
By Kate Richards.
Claire Nilson has been sent to New Orleans by her aunt. She is supposed to work in a friend’s night club and gave fun. It doesn’t quite turn out like that.
Dragon shifter Ling Lee has a very short time to find and claim his mate according to the prophecy. He might get a chilly reception.
This one is lots of fun. There are some very strange shifters in this story. The characters are fascinating and I hope to find the rest of the series to read about the rest of them.
A very enjoyable read.
By Patricia stathamon March 29, 2017
In FIRE AND ICE by Kate Richardson . This one had me laughing out loud . When Claire’s aunt sends her to New Orleans Dragon Shifter Ling Lee is suppose to find his mate soon and Claire was suppose to just have fun . Until they meet and sparks fly . They are so fun to read and there are other shifters that make appearances in the book you will laugh so hard .
5.0 out of 5 starsAwesome lineup of authors. Awesome books.
ByDonnaHokon March 29, 2017
I’ve read two of the books so far and loved them both. One by Julie Mills and the other by Kate Richards. Both books were very entertaining and just made me want more from these authors.
I can’t wait to read more of these titles.
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I haven’t written an arranged marriage before because it’s hard to write them so they make sense…unless they are historical or maybe scifi. And these characters were in it for maximum emotional impact! Here’s a little taste:
Christmas was only a few weeks off. Doug loved Christmas. Her eyes brimmed again and she brushed aside the tears. Last ones, at least until we get back in the truck. Pushing her curls back from her face, she fastened them with a silver barrette and sailed back out into the hallway. Tony waited there, and held out his arm for her to take. This time she shook her head. “I have to do this myself. Stand on my own two feet. Doug would want me to.”
“He always told me, if anything happened to him, to take care of you, you know.” But he let his arm drop to his side and settled for walking at her side to the doors marked Stearns, Stearns, Holliday and Steele. “This is us. I am not sure why we have to be here. We did our wills together, left everything to each other. Except for a few bequests to charity. But nothing that should require a formal reading.”
Tony held the door open and shrugged. “I guess we’ll find out. Maybe he decided to give me his tools.” Instrumental holiday music streamed out and she longed for the bad eighties tunes from the elevator. Directing her gaze away from the tasteful, silver and blue decorated Christmas tree in the corner, she tried to ignore it all. This Christmas was not happening at her house. Why would it?
“Like you need that ‘handyman set’ he kept around the house. If you want it, it’s yours, no matter what. Do you want it? To remember him by?”
He chuckled. “Nah. I don’t want anything of his. I have a lot of good memories of him and he and I , and of the three of us together. The Three Musketeers.”
An older woman sat behind a big glass desk. She stood when they entered. “Hello, Mrs. Steel. I am so sorry for your loss. Mr. Steele was well-liked by everyone in the office. Is this Mr. Chavez?”
“Yes,” Kim said. “This is Mr. Chavez.” The strain of keeping her voice steady about killed her, but the woman’s kind expression soothed her enough to go on. “I think we are expected.”
The woman spoke into her desk then stood. “Follow me, please. The rest of your party has already arrived.” Opening a door behind her desk, she waved them through then joined them in the hallway behind. “I will take you to Conference Room 3, and Mr. Stearns will be in shortly. He has been quite distraught as you can imagine.”
The conference room held a long, glossy wooden table capable of seating at least twenty people but only two seats were occupied. A half dozen folders were distributed in front of the occupied chairs and several others.
“About time you got here.” Her mother-in-law rested her folded hands on the folder at her place. “Is that what you wear to show respect to your dead husband?”
Kim’s wobbly knees tightened. “Good morning to you, too, Mother Steele.” She cleared her throat. “Edna.” She’d used the term of respect during her marriage, but the woman was the least motherly person she’d ever met and enough was enough. Edna Steele wore a dark tailored suit and low heels. Her dark-blonde hair, so similar in color to her late son’s, was in a neat twist at her nape. Everything expensive and in very good taste. At nearly sixty, she looked barely fifty. Kim as sure she herself looked older at the moment. But she’d kept the peace for all these years and didn’t have the strength to care any longer.
“Good morning, my dear.” Her father-in-law rose and came around the table to kiss her cheek. “Although not very good.”
Her heart broke for the man. At least twenty years older than his wife, he’d always been kind to her, despite his disappointment that his only son chose to make his way in the world so far from home.
She rested a hand on his arm. “No, not very good.” Before she could say more, the elder Mr. Stearns, senior partner, entered and moved to the head of the table.
“If you don’t mind, I will dispense with the pleasantries and get right to the reading of the will. I know Mr. and Mrs. Steele have a flight to catch and a copy of the document has been provided to each of you. As in most cases where a couple has been married for a number of years, Doug left the bulk of his estate to his wife, to Kim. There are a few bequests go over, but nothing out of the ordinary.”
I love Christmas baking and movies and music and writing Christmas stories. It’s no secret because I have a stack of them in my backlist. Often they are part of the 1Night Stand Series at Decadent Publishing. This year I was privileged to be part of two wonderful projects. Today I’d like to share a little about Celebrate! Liz Crowe has been writing about the Love family of Lucasville Kentucky for quite some time but as our holiday present, she invited several of us to join her for a huge Christmas celebration in her world.
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My story is Love is Coming to Town and here’s a taste: Lucasville had been the nicest town Summer had been through so far. The headlights from whoever had been behind her on the road disappeared before she got there, which eased her paranoia. Holiday decorations glowed along the main street, dispelling the darkness of the snowy winter afternoon. At home, they would have already celebrated the solstice, welcomed the dawning after the longest night of the year with food and drink and dancing. A drum circle. Even a silly solstice tree hung with strands of popcorn and cranberries, birdseed pressed into the shapes of birds and animals, and other goodies to feed their friends in nature. Half the time it was so warm the cranberries melted off in puddles of goop before the birds could get to them, but the ants liked that.
Lydia and Bob would tell the story of how they first moved up to the big ranch in the mountains, along with a bunch of their friends, in the late 1970s, to form a utopia. God, she’d grown up with those people. Peace-loving, kind, and maybe a little out of touch. Home schooled, she’d learned to read from the author of a series of sci fi books set in an alternate universe, discussed philosophy with a disillusioned Harvard professor, and learned basic math from a rocket scientist who declined to work in an industry with military potential. She hadn’t known they were geniuses, but they were. Lydia had been in movies. Not that she’d shared that with her daughter. Living off the grid, with only the electricity provided by the early gen solar panels courtesy of yet another one of the geniuses in their community, she never even saw a movie or much TV until she insisted on getting a job.
For the last year or so, she’d been waiting tables at the diner/truck stop at the base of the mountain while she considered whether to go to college and study for a degree. On the always-on TV, she’d been surprised to see her mom in a black and white art movie on the late late show. When she’d asked, Lydia shrugged it off and went back to brewing mead.
Beekeeping was her art now.
The lights of Lucasville faded from her mirror and left her alone on the road again. Growing up in a puppy pile of siblings and commune brothers and sisters, she’d never been alone before. Amazing how a few months with him could change her outlook. The drifts of glistening white at the sides of the road soothed her. In a crowd, he could be anywhere, but here, he could not hide. As long as she saw no other vehicles, she was safe. She just had to keep going, but for how long. Forever? A hand cupped over her belly she murmured soothing nonsense.
Her parent s had provided her with a safe, happy childhood. Leaving them so Mike wouldn’t be hanging around the farm was the least she could do. How far could she be from Canada now? Somehow, in her mind, crossing that border would offer the protection she needed. It had worked for Vietnam draft dodgers, a couple of whom had lived with them off and on over the years, and the country was mentioned with reverence every time politics came up. A place to escape from a new, terrifying regime.
She’d go there and get a job waiting tables or something, raise her baby in peace and tranquility and state-provided health care. Summer could do it. She could protect the baby and her family from the fallout of her naiveté. Bob and Lydia and the others hadn’t meant to leave her so unprepared for life; they’d merely sheltered her and the other kids from ugliness, taught them the beauty of living on the land…and neglected to take into account the real world rolling on outside their pretty white picket fences.
It wasn’t their fault she’d fallen into the hands of an abusive man. Not entirely.
The bus shimmied again and she gripped the wheel as the rear fishtailed. She sailed toward the side of the road on a patch of invisible ice. Stop, she had to stop it and stamped on the brake. The slide became a spin and her heart raced as she flew down the road, the elderly bus turning around and around, her view of unending whiteness stealing any sense of direction until, as the blacktop curved, she flew into a snow bank at the side of the road and stopped.
The rattling, spluttering engine gave one more kachunk and stopped.
The single working windshield wiper stopped.
The heater stopped.
The falling snow did not stop.
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5.0 out of 5 starswonderful story
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New to me author that has another great story in the Carly Phillips Kindle World of Dare to Love. Kim and Tony are great and the chemistry is wonderful. can they be together. did her husband really do this. Will Tony be able to go through with this because of how much he loves Kim. Can not wait to find other great reads by this author
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5.0 out of 5 starsThis novella is a page turner with characters I actually love and want to know better
By Patricia Tierney on December 18, 2016
I had given up on reading romances because they either sound a little fluffy or angry. Then along comes A Daring Contract by Kate Richards. This novella is a page turner with characters I actually love and want to know better. Her writing is believable, interesting and heart felt. Take a bad situation and flip it into an unexpected romance with a happy ending and I’m a fan forever. Must read more!!!
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As a romance writer, I have the privilege of sharing the journeys of characters who come alive for me. My family is sometimes unsure if I am talking about a character or a regular life friend in conversations…a common author problem. Sometimes I think our families need a support group in order to live with us. But they are real to me, and while I usually have an idea generally where a story is going, when the tale begins to unfold, the story people are in charge. That was very much the case in A Daring Contract. I hope you will enjoy the story and kind reviews are very welcome. In fact, I have a few review copies to share. Email me at firstname.lastname@example.org if you’d like to read one and post a review!
A life cut short…
A drunk driver’s bad decision to get behind the wheel has ended the life of Attorney to the Stars, Doug Steele, leaving his wife, Kim, alone, less than a month before Christmas. Without the support of their best friend, Tony Chavez, she’d never have made it through the funeral.
A mysterious document…
At the reading of the will, Doug’s attorney presents Kim and Tony with a contract they signed the previous holiday season under the influence of eggnog. They don’t remember it, but the signatures look real. Seems they agreed, if Doug ever died, to marry before the next Christmas. If Tony hadn’t been in love with her since they were five, he’d laugh it off. Or cry.
You’re invited to a beach wedding…
It’s ridiculous, cannot happen, and Tony will never marry a woman who doesn’t love him as much as he loves her. Not even for his late best friend. Except somehow their event is the latest secret-location celebrity event. The A-list is coming. And one night in Kim’s arms has shown him even more why he cannot marry her. He loves her too much. And she cannot possibly feel the same way. Can she?
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Marshal Tripp Houston makes his own luck and doesn’t believe in chance—until Lady Luck smiles up at him with her cat-like green eyes. If it’s the last thing he does, Tripp is dead set on bringing down the vile Shotgun Slick Gang. It’s been said that the outlaws have a woman traveling with them. Tripp is almost certain that woman is Diamond, especially with her sneaking around and asking lots of questions. But, if he’s wrong, and she is the innocent she proclaims, then once every last slimy one of the gang are swinging from a tree, he plans to hand in his tin star and settle down with the little card-dealing gem who ran away with not only his horse, but his heart as well. After all, he knows just how to tame a feisty gem.
Diamond won’t take no for an answer, especially when it comes to those bossy men of Culpepper Cove standing in the way of finding her sister Damaris—not even when it means she will end up with a hot, achy backside over the knee of one very stubborn lawman. The trail she’d been following for months led her to Culpepper Cove and The Red Petticoat Saloon where she entertains the men while dealing blackjack and sifting through their conversations for information that will help her find Damaris—but she doesn’t go upstairs. That is until the night she makes a silly bet, (it had worked for Jewel, hadn’t it?) and ends up falling for the man who tried her patience at every turn. Will the bet cost more than her virginity? She hadn’t wagered her heart, but she may very well have lost it to him already.
DISCLAIMER: This book contains the spanking of adult women and explicit sexual scenes including anal play. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase this book.
About The Red Petticoat series:
The Red Petticoat Saloon series is a collection of books written by #1 and USA Today bestselling authors. Each book tells the unique story of a different woman, ‘a gem’, who comes to the saloon to find a safe haven and discovers they become part of a family. Recurring characters appear in each book to allow readers a continuity as they learn about the women who have learned to bend but have not broken under the harshness that life has to offer. It is a series where strong, loving men find not only entertainment at the saloon but the special women who reside under its roof.
Wow! Hasn’t this been exciting? I don’t know about you but I’ve always been a fan of old westerns and more than half in love with dusty old cowboys—and the sterner, the better. John Wayne definitely fueled many of my girlhood daydreams, alongside Sam Elliot and Clint Eastwood. Now, we have Gabe, John, Jeb, Bo and the rest of those dominant men of Culpepper Cove. I hope you’ll find Tripp and Diamond’s story to be fuel for some of your own daydreams.
It didn’t take long for Diamond to start telling me her story. When I heard about The Red Petticoat Saloon Series, I wasn’t sure that I could participate, but Diamond is a woman who won’t be ignored. She demanded her place in the series and she got it. Although, I have to say a big, giant thank you to Maggie Ryan, my co-author.
Sometimes, no matter how vividly the characters talk to you, life happens and you just don’t get a chance to tell their stories. This was the case with my story, Diamond in the Rough. If, not for Maggie, Tripp and Diamond would still be buried on my hard drive with a slew of other unfinished works.
Thank you, Maggie. As always, you make me look good—and I hope you already know I’d be lost without you. Thank you for helping bring these amazing characters to life.
And to our readers, I hope you will fall in love with Culpepper Cover and the Red Petticoat Saloon family.
As soon as Gabe was gone she let loose of the stranger. “Marshal is it? Why didn’t you tell me you were the law instead of scaring me half to death? What is your game, Mister—what do you want with me?” Despite the anger she felt toward the man, when she looked into his eyes again and he spoke, heat pooled low in her tummy.
“No game. Like I said, I just want to keep you out of the hands of some outlaw, with vile intentions. But, honey, if you want to play games, I’d be delighted. I’ll even let you choose—but be warned, I never lose.” He tugged on one of her curls again.
She shoved his hand away and then stepped aside when she realized she had the space to do so. Before she stomped back into the saloon, she leveled on him. “Well, that makes two of us, Marshal. But there are some things you should keep in mind. First, here, the house takes all ties. And second, the play doesn’t happen until you take your seat at the table; anything else is just talk. Many men can talk a good talk, but that’s it.” She spun on her heel to leave him, but he caught her arm and turned her back to face him.
“I’ll be seated at your table tomorrow night, ladybug, but I’ll be interested to see if you are able to do any sitting.” He let her go with a cocky wink and a husky chuckle.
Spank or Treat 2016 is a tour where you can read teasers of the upcoming anthology Spank or Treat. Not only that, but you’ll have the chance to win goodies while visiting authors. Other authors participating on the tour is offering a prize, but you have to visit to find out which. Your comment on their blogs enters you.
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You can find How to Spank a Princess in the Spank or Treat Anthology
A naughty #shifter gets caught by D.C.’s unofficial prince. Check out Tara Quan’s #SpankorTreat + #Giveaway – http://www.taraquan.com/blog/spankortreat2016
All Princess Maia has to do is find the Key with the help of an Assassin. Easy, right? #spankortreat @SiobhanMuir – http://www.siobhanmuir.com/siobhans-blog/spank-or-treat-2016-in-deaths-shadow
Pam’s scars make her feel less than regal. Love helps her become whole again. #SpankorTreat by @amyunchained – http://amleibowitz.com/2016/10/21/spank-treat-2016/
A Handful of Ashes. The Pack Princess & The Hammer. Niko & Quinn. Mates or Nothing. #SpankorTreat @merryndexter – http://merryndexter.blogspot.com/2016/10/spank-or-treat-2016-handful-of-ashes-by.html
#AllThatGlitters – Life takes an unexpected turn for a not-so-typical Faerie Princess. #SpankOrTreat @LL_Summers – http://loralynnesramblings.weebly.com/home/happy-spank-or-treat
#Genesis – Vampire meets witch…sparks fly. A revolution begins. #SpankorTreat by @demeter94. http://barbarawinkes.blogspot.com/2016/10/spank-or-treat-2016-genesis.html#giveaway
A would-be princess finds love with her sister wife. Check out this #SpankorTreat by @AnastasiaVitsky – https://governingana.wordpress.com/2016/10/21/spankortreat-bastia/
It was supposed to be a blind date, not her lifelong dream come true. #OneNightToFly by @reggicole #SpankOrTreat – http://www.reginacole.net/2016/10/21/spank-or-treat-2016-one-night-to-fly/
With the #Halloween Ball in jeopardy, Sleeping Beauty takes matters into her own hands. @LouisaBacio #SpankorTreat – http://louisabacio.blogspot.it/2016/10/spank-or-treat-fairy-tale-style.html
Being a princes isn’t without consequences. Check out this #SpankorTreat by @katerichards09 – https://katerichards.wordpress.com/2016/10/20/sci-spanks-2016/ #bdsm #romance
A curvy beauty faces demands from her sexy boss. #SpankorTreat by @delphinareads http://www.evercoming.com/2016/10/20/spank-or-treat-is-here/ #BBW #Shifter #PNR
They are starving…
Marie Therese O’Sullivan, soon to be known as Topaz for her golden brown eyes and hair, is willing to do anything to save her family from the Great Hunger in Ireland, including travel in steerage all the way to faraway America and then by rail and wagon train to the West Coat where a job awaits. If she can earn a little money to send home, she’ll do any job. If only the advertisement had a little more information about what the job required…
The Gold Rush is good for business…
And Dirk Clemens’ business is acting as wagon master for groups of these intrepid travelers willing to face every danger possible crossing the plains, deserts and mountains to have a chance to get their share of the gold. He doesn’t mind the occasional night with a willing woman but avoids innocents like Marie Therese O’Sullivan like the plague. Defiling virgins is not good for business. And this virgin needs rescuing every time he turns around.
A deadly storm throws them together…
And the spark between them flares into flame, making the virgin issue moot. But it’s only the first disaster they face together and from which he must rescue her. The greatest awaits them on their arrival in California where the worst happens. To both of them. Madam Jewel and Gabriel Vasquez of the Red Petticoat Saloon offer shelter to so many orphans of the storm, but Topaz has been through so much. Perhaps her fire has been quenched.
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Her mama’s tear-streaked face haunted her dreams. She’d begged her not to go, pleaded with her to stay at home, but she was just one more mouth to feed on Da’s few pence doing carpentry from Tiarna Kelvin, the English lord who owned their land, owned them, almost. Her brothers’ road work barely brought in enough to feed them. So when she’d seen the notice in the village store, she’d hurried home and written a reply to post to the employer’s representative in Dublin.
And Da…she’d set out without his blessing. Rather, his angry shouts followed the hired cart down the packed dirt road away from the cottage where her nine siblings slept three to a bed. “Ye’re no daughter of mine!”
The memory made her heart ache.
Sometimes she felt like she’d traveled to a whole new world, like she’d left the Earth entirely. Would she ever see the verdant green hillsides of Country Galway again?
The setting sun cast a red glow the open land in front of them, seeming to rest on the looming, white-frosted mountains in the distance. A sparkling stream crossed the plain in front of them and the trail boss’s shout was echoed back through the half dozen wagons that made up their small train. Marie Therese handed the sleeping infant to its mother and hurried to get a fire built. With so few trees out here, the children collected dried animal dung to supplement wood, and they managed.
Her mother would have been horrified by their fuel, but what was peat but its own sort of waste. And this had less odor when burned. Very clean, in fact. For dung.
Mary Therese sliced bacon and cut up a few of their last potatoes. They’d started to grow shoots and were probably better for seed than eating, but they wouldn’t arrive early enough in the year to plant a garden, and they didn’t have any food to set aside if they were to make it to their new land.
Her head quite spun when Mr. Clemens kissed her, more so when he pushed his tongue into her mouth. She should be scandalized or disgusted, but a spear of heat shot to the center of her belly, and she squirmed in discomfort at the heat between her thighs.
What was this feeling? Oh sinful! He pushed her skirts to up to reveal more of her than any man outside the family had seen since her birth and she had a moment of gratitude for the fashion preventing him from seeing her bare legs. If he’d only stop kissing her for a moment so she could get her breath and tell him no. To stop.
But she didn’t really want him to, did she? Yes, of course she did. But his kisses dizzied her, and his big calloused hand slid up her muslin-covered thigh to the opening in her drawers and cupped her. She shivered, his kisses going on and on while his fingers worked inside the slit and touched her bare flesh. Oh, how could it be so slippery? She squeezed her eyes closed, but the brilliant lightning pierced the darkness even now. She didn’t belong here, with a man alone, with his hands on her unmentionable parts. And it shouldn’t feel so good.
Surely the devil possessed her to open her eyes again and watch his face, not to ask him to stop even when he stopped kissing her and knelt back to unbutton his pants and his long johns. She’d changed the dirty napkins on her little brothers and knew what should be between a man’s legs, in theory, but the pole jutting toward her in the bright flash was as big as the one on the horse in the field behind the farmhouse down the road.
Surely it was a deformity to be so large. He’d fair split her asunder if she let him touch her. Terror stilled her voice as he positioned himself with the head of his rod at her woman’s parts and bent to take her mouth again. He murmured something before his tongue plunged inside, silencing any objections.
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Kate Richards divides her time between Los Angeles and the High Sierras. She would gladly spend all her days in the mountains, but she’d miss the beach…and her very supportive husband’s commute would be three hundred miles. Wherever she is, she loves to explore all different kinds of relationships in her stories. She doesn’t believe one-size-fits-all, and whether her characters live BDSM, ménage, GLBT, spanking, or any other kind of lifestyle, it’s the love, the joy in one another, that counts.
Also by Kate Richards
Finally, My Love
Demons Love Cinnamon
Christmas Afternoon Delight
The Vampire’s Bard
Pirate Lady Holiday
Spanking Ms. Whitman
Switch, The Trainer
Confessions From the Carnivore Club, Dave and Nancy’s Story
Sensual Delights A Cookie Club Romance
One Night on the Beach
Avalon for Christmas
The Virgin and the Playboy
The Virgin and the Best Man
Two Men and a Virgin
Virgin Under Ground
Gale Force Passion
Trail of Hearts
The Milkman Cometh
Madame Eve’s Gift
An Apple Away (The Wiccan Haus)
It’s Just Love
For Ben (Corbin’s Bend)
Her Cowboy (Corbin’s Bend)
Roy and Teri’s Accidental Staycation (Corbin’s Bend)
Honey’s Sexy Surprise
Lily in Chains
Terci in Chains
Sweet Christmas Kisses Anthology
The Soviet Connection (Omega Team)
Spurs (Omega Team)
Shifters on Fire Anthology
The Foreman and the Lady (Ruth Cardello’s Lone Star Burn)
Wolves and Bears and Foxes, Oh My!
A Night at Animals
A Night at Crossroads
A Night in the Superstitions
Floating Hearts (MMelody Anne’s Billionaire Universe)
The Foreman and the Lady (Ruth Cardello’s Lone Star Burn)
Floating Hearts (Melody Anne’s Billionaire Universe)
MacKay’s Fire (MacKay Destiny/Paige Tyler’s Dallas Fire and Rescue)
The Billionaire Stands Alone (MacKay Destiny/Melody Anne’s Billionaire Universe)
Tippy Madison has a pretty big secret—she’s a twenty-eight year old virgin. Thanks to her awkward teenage years, then a crazy college schedule, and, finally, her struggling bookstore, she simply hasn’t had time to date. When her beloved bookstore burns down one night, she ends up having a confrontation with a cop that leaves her handcuffed in the backseat of his police cruiser. A cop who happens to be Brent Kingston, the hot former quarterback she tutored back in high school. Though she finds him infuriating, she also finds herself having some pretty wicked thoughts about him.
Brent had a pretty big crush on the opinionated redhead who helped him pass English class. Now grown, Tippy is even more stunning—and just as strong headed. A good turn over his knee and a sound spanking is exactly what she needs, but it’s not enough for Brent. Tippy draws out his darker, kinkier, side, yet he quickly learns she is still a virgin. He worries that the feisty redhead won’t be able to handle this side of sex, but she is full of surprises.
As their relationship grows so does Tippy’s old high school insecurities. Can she overcome the shadows of the past, or will it drive them apart forever?
(WARNING: contains adult spanking, graphic sex, and explicit language)
“Don’t tell me what to do, Brent. You’re not the big mean boss man here.” She folded her arms over her chest, lifting her chin. “You don’t have any say in how I feel.”
Her challenge was more than he could bear, if any woman needed a good spanking, Tippy was it. He reached for her, grabbing her upper arm, and brought his free hand down in a hard swat to her ripe little bottom. She squeaked in shock, and when he stepped back, her mouth gaped open. “W-what was that?” she finally managed after several sputters.
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She had to fly…
Perhaps Sarabeth Harvest might have chosen another way to escape from her wedding than the prototype electronic balloon about to be revealed to the public by her billionaire fiancé. And maybe the incredibly sexy man who rescued her from the apple tree wasn’t the answer to a fleeing bride’s prayers. But how was she to resist someone who made her pulse race the moment she met him? A woman who’s just jilted her boss in front of all of San Francisco society has nowhere to go, except where the winds take her.
He’s a Type A Plus self-made billionaire…
And well on the way to destroying his health in his race to success. Is it his fault if the woman who lands in his family’s orchard thinks James MacKay is a farmer? From the moment she tumbles from the sky into his arms, Sarabeth makes her preference for a working man clear. When she learns his secret, she will leave anyway. She has a history of running away from billionaires.
Can destiny and true love overcome…
The multiple reasons why they shouldn’t fall in love? The fire between Sarabeth and James blazes to life instantly, but she’s looking for a blue-collar guy and he isn’t looking for anyone. And her fiancé might be on the way to try to get her—and his balloon—back. When James learns who he is, it will blow the lid off everything. Add in a meddling mama who doesn’t want to give up on the perfect daughter-in-law to create a perfect storm. Maybe it’s time to walk away. Or maybe what is between James and Sarabeth might be so huge it will burn off all the negativity.
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She didn’t ever want a man. Until she met him.
With long hair so black it sometimes looks blue, Sapphire is a feisty little thing with a temper as hot as her trademark sultry gaze. All alone in the world after a series of tragic events left her without a family, she considers herself lucky to have found a new home at The Red Petticoat.
There, she has friends who care about her, and a way of dancing which drives the patrons wild. She loves her independence and her ability to earn her own money, and being a saloon girl means she won’t ever have to depend on a man. Having discovered at an early age that they aren’t to be trusted, she’s happy to be on her own. Besides, she’s never met a man who was able to evoke even the smallest amount of lust in her, let alone love.
When Sapphire is accused of stealing a client’s pocket watch and Sheriff Deputy Crawford Slade is called to the Petticoat to deal with the incident, her world is turned upside down. Despite his sullen, unfriendly demeanor, something about the handsome deputy ignites a passion within her that she finds it increasingly hard to deny.
But the closer she gets to him, the more he seems to pull away. Torn between her pledge never to trust a man and her desire for this dark deputy, Sapphire finds herself in physical and emotional turmoil. Acting on sheer impulse, she resorts to ever more devious methods in order to get Crawford’s attention. Unfortunately, everything she tries seems to have the opposite effect, and the deputy grows ever more distant.
For his part, despite all outward appearances, Crawford Slade isn’t immune to Sapphire’s charms, and there’s a part of him which is longing to rein her in and force her to behave.
There are two things holding him back, however: a big secret from the past which he cannot share with anyone, and his own dark lust—which he fears, if unleashed, could frighten not only Sapphire away, but end up costing him everything.
DISCLAIMER: This book contains explicit erotic themes, including spanking and mild breath play. If such material is likely to offend, please do not purchase.
She bit her lip, relishing the sensations Crawford was creating in her body. Her nipples chafed against her corset, her scalp ached from the way he was pulling her hair, her behind was ablaze… and yet the throbbing delight between her thighs was unmistakable.
“Tell me,” he said again, landing a particularly vicious spank just above the back of her knee. “Tell me how you feel right now, pinned to the bed, helpless and unable to do anything but endure whatever it is I decide to do to you.”
A jolt of need snaked through her sex, concentrating on the little bud at her core.
He slapped her again without mercy. “Say it.”
“I… I like it,” she moaned.
“You like it?” He sounded incredulous.
Squeezing her thighs together, trying to subdue the longing, she let out a sob. “I love it!” she cried. “I love what you do to me!” Admitting it aloud made her face blaze with shame, but at least he, being behind her, wouldn’t be able to see it.
“You wouldn’t lie to me, would you, little Sapphire?”
Once again, a prickling heat suffused her face as countless pairs of eyes swiveled to take in the sight of the big deputy escorting her through the room, his grip on her arm seeming to grow tighter by the second.
“Saph! Are you all right? What’s going on?” Opal’s beautiful dark eyes were wide with concern as she rushed up to her friend. Emerald and Dottie were right behind her.
“It’s a misunderstanding,” Sapphire said between gritted teeth. “I’ll be back soon.”
Opal looked her over. “They didn’t even let you put on a shawl?”
Following her friend’s gaze, Sapphire looked down and grimaced as she realized her black corset was loose and only half-laced, exposing far more of her bosom than she usually did when she was downstairs, working the room. “Anyone you catch looking at these owes me a dollar,” she said, trying to make light of her complete humiliation.
Opal grinned. “Split the proceeds fifty-fifty and we have ourselves a deal,” she shot back.
The deputy’s deep, gravelly voice was loud enough to carry above the general clinking of glasses, murmured conversation and barks of laughter always prevalent in the saloon. “Come along now, miss, I don’t have all night.”
“Can’t afford it!” someone shouted, to bellows of mirth.
“Ouch!” Sapphire squealed as Slade’s hand tightened yet further on her arm and he steered her swiftly out into the night, leaving Opal, Emerald and Dottie huddled together, staring after them.
“Listen very carefully, darlin’,” he began, so quietly she had to strain to hear him. “Did you or did you not have permission to ride that man’s horse?”
“I did not,” she muttered.
“Then what you did was stealing. Simple as that. You know what the penalty for horse theft is around these parts?”
She shook her head, her heart pounding so hard she was sure he must be able to feel it.
“Prison time. And I’m talking years, not months. Matter of fact, many a man’s been hanged for stealing a fella’s horse,” he told her.
“Oh, God. Please—”
“Shhh. You only speak when I ask you something. I’m not done talking yet. Now, little girl, you have exactly two choices. Either you agree to let me deal with this and punish you as I see fit, or you will be formally charged, and will be subject to any legal penalties Judge Johnson decides on. While I’m not saying the discipline I’ve a mind to give you will be easy to take, it will sure as hell be over quicker than letting a judge decide your fate. And I can promise you this; while it will most certainly hurt, you won’t ever come to any real harm from me.”
She searched his eyes, trying desperately to find even the barest flicker of warmth.
There was none. He was deadly serious.
Even more unsettling than that was the way he was making her feel: that same combination of terror and desire he always seemed to inspire in her body. Her sex was slick, and she wasn’t sure whether it was fear or his musky, enticing scent that was making her weak at the knees.
“Well?” he said, his breath warm on her face. “Are you going to be a good girl for me and do exactly as I say, or shall I go fetch the judge right now?”
“Good girl,” she breathed. “I’ll be a good girl for you, sir.”
USA Today bestselling author Tabitha Black has been writing erotic spanking fiction for over a decade, mostly in the age-play and historical genres. More recently, she’s discovered the joys of writing more contemporary, edgier books with a greater emphasis on BDSM – one of which, Sharing Silver, has been nominated for a Golden Flogger award and won the Spanking Romance Reviews award for best ménage 2015.
Having lived in four countries on three different continents, and been an active participant in her local kinky communities, she likes to “write to discover what she knows.” Her own personal kinks include anything and everything to do with spanking, fireplay, edge play, scarification, age-play, and too many more to count. Some girls like wood, some adore leather, but Tabitha is partial to big, shiny, ornate knives… nothing else makes her quite as weak at the knees.
She lives in Europe with her Daddy/Sir, and a lilac cat who likes to sneeze in her face. She has a weakness for great cappuccino; strong, dominant, kind but brutally sadistic men (and counts herself amazingly lucky to have found one in real life); brilliant books, and tattoos.
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