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Cameron Sinclair is a successful
businessman, with world-wide offices. He’s a multi-billionaire with all the
trappings, private jet included. But Cameron has a secret – he’s also a Wolf. A
Wolf who vowed never to return to Pack life, or his birthright as Alpha.<o:p></o:p></div>
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With no choice but to answer his
father’s summons, he reluctantly returns to his Highland Pack. However, two
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What awaits is heartache, sorrow
and the chance for a new life as Alpha of a large Pack. A life with love in it,
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After the birth of her last child she went back to higher education and studied
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series’ including The Witch, The Wolf and the Vampire, Supernatural Enforcement
Bureau series, Highland Wolf Clan series and also Sabrina's Vampire, together
with a Wolf Erotica Novella, Lori's Wolf. Her books fall into the
Paranormal/Urban Fantasy genre and she loves writing those particular kinds of
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Lost
in thought, Abe ran a loving hand over Ariana's swelling belly, then grinned
when she stirred from sleep and blinked lazily up at him. Wrapping his mind
around that – not only had she been his wife for over three months, but was
also carrying his child – was too much of a dream come true, one he never wanted
to wake up from.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Good
afternoon, Mrs. Cambridge. It's fifteen after one."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Nuzzling
closer to him, Ariana yawned and let her eyes drift shut. "Five more
minutes."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He
snickered against her hair and then kissed her forehead. "Take all the
time you need, baby, but I have a feeling Becky and Janie will—"<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Quick
and persistent tapping on the chamber door cut off his words and had him
rolling his eyes in irritation.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"—knock
on the door soon," he finished through a clenched jaw, his mood swiftly
turning sour at the lack of private time the island's residents allowed him to
have with his wife. "I can kill them, you know. Nobody will find their
bodies. I swear it. Did I ever tell you that I'm a shark whisperer?"<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ariana
giggled as she pushed against his body, and when he tried to grab her, she
threw a pillow in his face and scrambled out of bed.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He
fell back to his own pillow, defeated. "We are going on vacation. No cell
phones. No knocks on the door—unless it's room service—and, best of all, no
distractions."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Laughing
as she opened the door, Ariana greeted her friends with a hug and took the
coffee Janie held out with a sigh and a gracious smile. "I love both of
you so much."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Abe
huffed as he glared at them. "You just saw them yesterday. And you don't
need that caffeine; it's bad for the baby."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ariana
took a long sip and winced as the heat bit her tongue. "The only thing
that's bad for the baby is my blood pressure going up when his or her father
fusses over me too much."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Abe
blanched, and started to throw back the comforter to go to her, but thought
better of it once he caught sight of Becky and Janie looking at him. Unlike
Ariana, he hadn't dressed after making love the night before.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He
exhaled in relief as he studied the growing smirk on his wife's face. She was
the only one who could, quite literally, drop him to his knees with only a few
words. He kept waiting for the spell she had him under to wear off, but with
each day that passed, he had only grown more mesmerized by her charm.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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raised an eyebrow. "Come here, devil woman."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Abe,"
Becky said, laughing. "There's no time—er… take all the time you need,
Your Highness," she said quickly, when his mouth flattened into a thin
line and his teal eyes locked on her, daring her to say one… more… word.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He
would burn that damn clinic to the ground before he would allow anyone to take
even one more minute with her away from him. She already worked too many hours
as it was. It had started out being only five, but then had swiftly moved up to
six, then seven. He had drawn a line at eight, but, more times than not, Ariana
stayed at the clinic up to ten hours, even against his wishes and constant
phone calls.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He
tore his piercing eyes away from Becky and they softened as he met Ariana's
smile.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">She
set the cup down and crawled up on the mattress and into his awaiting arms. She
stared into his eyes as her fingers brushed back the hair hanging over his
ears, reminding him it was time for a trim. That would take all of fifteen
minutes, so what would he do with the other four-hundred-sixty-five minutes she
would be out of his sight?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He
had some ass-chewing to do, that's what, and he was going to do that first.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"I'll
be back before you know it, Abe," she said sweetly, almost convincingly,
but he knew better; she'd been telling him that every day since she’d started
working, and it had never, ever been true.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Even
though he knew arguing would get him absolutely nowhere, he still pleaded his
case. "Stay here," he whispered. "Take the day off. I could use
a little healing myself." He grinned devilishly.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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only answer he got was a small smile and a long kiss. Abe wrapped his arms
around her and pulled her across his body, rolling with her until she was lying
on her back and he was looking down at her beautiful face.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He
knew she wouldn't concede to his wishes today, but that wouldn't stop him from
trying. He had faith that one day she would.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Sunset,
Ariana. Please. I have something I want to show you."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">She
laughed. "I just bet you do."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He
tucked a strand of blond hair behind her ear and softly kissed her lips.
Lingering a breath away, he spoke so only she could hear. "It's sort of
important and special. It's been in the works for several years, but it's almost
complete now. I didn't want to mention it until Roger said you could see it. He
sent me a text last night, but you were too exhausted after work, so I didn't
say anything. I don't think I can keep from telling you what it is until your
next day off, so please don't overwork yourself today, and try to get out of
there by eight." He paused for a moment. "And eat light for supper;
I'm taking you out afterward."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ariana's
eyes narrowed to thin slits, but there was amusement in them that she couldn't
hide behind her fake anger. "You know how much I hate surprises."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Abe
knew she could have searched his thoughts in one instant, so he quickly rifled
through his memory for the lyrics of <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Mary
Had A Little Lamb</i>, just in case. Mindreading was one witchy trait that
could be both a blessing and a curse, but thankfully Ariana tried not to use it
too often. For that, he was grateful. It was bad enough that he couldn’t keep
his hands off his wife for more than five minutes. Keeping his thoughts off her
would be downright impossible.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He kissed
her quick and moved away, so she could get up and ready for work. The quicker
she left, the quicker he could let out his aggression on someone who couldn't
paralyze his vocal chords. "You'll like this one. I promise it won't
embarrass you."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Can
we come?" Janie asked, the petite girl nearly jumping up and down at
hearing about something new and exciting on the island.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Abe
chuckled. "Yeah, you can come. Bring someone, if you like," he said,
knowing that Janie had been spending quite a bit of time lately with Ryan from
maintenance, and would more than likely want to bring him along. It was killing
Lance to see her with the guy, but since he had been the one who let her go,
there wasn't a whole hell of a lot he could do about it but mope.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Who
else is going?" Becky asked with a sneer.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Abe
shrugged nonchalantly, but he knew she was inquiring whether Will, his brother,
was going to be there, and possibly be with Katrista, the girl who had flown to
the island on the back of a minion from Hell under the orders of Apollyon, the
demon who damn near took Ariana away from him in more than one way.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Just
thinking about that night made him want to wrap Ariana in the tight cocoon of
his arms and never let her out of his sight, but that had been almost three
months ago, and they hadn't seen or heard from the guy since his descent back
into Hell. Gloria, their personal guardian angel, was checking in on a regular
basis, but she hadn't sensed any evil hanging around the island, either. It was
still a struggle to relax, but Abe knew how Ariana hated to be smothered, so he
forced his worry from his features, for her.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"I'm
not sure, Becky, but if you think I'm going to tell my brother he can't go just
because you'll be there, then you don't know me very well." He ignored the
hurt look in her eyes and slapped Ariana's butt when she crawled over him to
get out of bed. He chuckled when she yelped.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">After
hearing the shower come on, he looked back to the two girls standing in the
middle of his bedroom. "Would the two of you mind leaving? I'm about to go
shower with my wife, and Ariana threw my boxers across the room last night."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He
smiled as the two girls immediately avoided eye contact, their faces turning a
bright shade of pink in embarrassment at being in the same room with their
naked king.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Go
on. Ariana will call you when she's ready to leave. I can't promise you'll be
on time for work, so you may want to leave without her." He stopped and
huffed when they only stood there with sullen expressions. "What? She
isn't yours; she's mine. Go!"<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Tripping
over their feet, both girls turned and ran for the door.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">With
a smile on his face, Abe threw back the cover and jogged to the bathroom. He
could only see the top of Ariana's wet head, leaned back into the steamy shower
spray, eyes closed as she basked in the warmth of the water. He tiptoed around
the tiled wall that separated the shower from the rest of the bathroom, and had
her in his arms before she even opened her eyes.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ariana
smiled as he touched his lips to hers, and Abe noticed that he couldn't fit his
body flush to hers any longer, not with his young growing so rapidly within her
womb.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He
ran one hand over the soft skin of her belly and pulled her mouth to his with
his other by the nape of her neck. A low moan escaped her mouth and he drank in
the ecstasy like a wino who had just found a forgotten bottle of
eighty-year-old wine in the cellar.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">She
gasped for air when he released her mouth to devour her neck and that little
spot below her ear she loved for him to kiss.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Abe,"
she panted. "I'm going to be late for work."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">An
approving growl rumbled from his chest as her hands slid down to his hips.
"Damn right, you are. I told Becky and Janie to go on without you, that
you would be there when you damn well got there."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">She
laughed against his mouth when he claimed ownership once again. "You are
such a king."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Lowering
his head to explore more of what she had to offer him, he looked from one
tempting mound to the other, and finally decided to take the left rosy nub
between his lips and softly massage the other with his hand. Decisions,
decisions. It was a tough job being a man in love. He often thought he needed
at least one extra mouth. Wondering vaguely whether Ariana might be able to
witch it on his body, somewhere, he focused on the task in hand.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ariana's
lips parted, and he smiled when a rush of pleasurable sounds echoed off the
walls of the bathroom.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">With
his other hand free, he ran his long fingers over the cheek of her ass, down
the back of her thigh and pulled her right knee up to his hip. He wasn't
worried about her getting off balance and falling. He had her. He had all of
her.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">His
head jerked up and he crushed his mouth on hers just as he slid through the
soft folds of her sex and into his most favorite place to be.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">His
jaw clamped shut and his hand shot out to brace them against the shower wall
when her muscles tightened around his erection. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Yeeees!"
The cry escaped her throat and her nails clawed the skin on his back, but he
pumped into her, keeping a steady rhythm and watching her expression as the
orgasm threatened to rip through her body. "Abe…" she said, winded,
and grabbed his biceps, squeezing the thick muscles and making him grin,
"I—I need…"<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"I
know, baby. Just let it go." He jerked his hand from the wall, pulling her
other leg up, and just like a pro, she hooked her ankles at the small of his back
and took all of him. His knees damn near buckled.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Aiming
to get his own release by the time Ariana's climax was over, Abe growled and
quickened his strides. Her body quaked all around him. He was almost there. He
was there.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Take
my vein," Ariana whispered.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Pulling
a bit back from the rush, he blinked the water out of his eyes and looked down
at her in confusion. Sure enough, her head was tilted to the side and her wet
hair was moved away, baring her neck and that throbbing vein to him. He jerked
his head away, trying to ignore the instant bloodlust and the anger that was
quickly boiling up inside him.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"No,"
he said shortly.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Abe,
please. You need it. I want you to."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He
stopped moving inside her and set her feet on the wet tile. Grabbing a towel
from the hook on the wall, he threw it around his waist, tying it extra tight,
so just maybe it would cut off the circulation in his erection and deflate the
damn thing.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Abe!
Where are you going?"<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Not
now, Ariana." He threw open the bathroom door and walked into the bedroom,
and wasn't a bit surprised to hear she had followed.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"What
did I do? I don't understand why you're acting this way. Talk to me, damn
you!" she shouted when he only stood at his closet and shoved hanger after
hanger to the right. Hell, he wasn't even sure what he was looking for.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He
stopped and let his arm fall, but didn't turn around. "You know how I feel
about using you as a meeker while you're pregnant. We've had this discussion
before, Ariana. Hell, we've even fought about it a few times, but you don't
seem to understand or maybe you just don't care; I don't know—"<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"You
think that I don't care about my child?" she said, and Abe turned around,
the muscles in his jaw doing the same workout they did every time their
conversation led to him feeding from her. "How can you even say
that?" she snapped. "If I felt, in any way, that you taking the
amount of blood from me that you need would hurt the baby, I wouldn't ask you
to do it." She pointed to her chest, and fury burned throughout Abe's bones.
"I know it won't hurt the baby—"<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"But
I don't!" he roared, causing her to flinch. He shook his head and reached
into the closet, grabbing a random shirt and a pair of jeans. When he looked
back at her, he was a little calmer, but not much. "I don't know what is
good or what is bad for the baby, Ariana, but I can't imagine taking anything
from you that the baby needs could ever be a good thing. I won't do it."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He
ripped the towel away, and to his delight, either the terrycloth or his pissy
mood had done the job, because Mr. Happy wasn't so happy anymore. Without
wasting time going to the dresser for boxers, he just shoved one leg at a time
in the jeans then buttoned and zipped the fly. After throwing the shirt over
his head and pushing his arms through the armholes, Abe finally made his way to
the dresser to grab socks.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Abe,"
Ariana whispered, but he didn't look at her. He couldn't look at her when he
was this mad, especially when it was her that he was mad at. "Abe, look at
me. I have to go to work, and I don't want to leave you upset." He still
didn't say anything.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Abe
put his socks on and located his boots by the bar. Tying the sons of bitches
wasn't going to happen with his hands shaking so badly, so he just shoved his
feet in, grabbed his keys from the bar and headed for the door.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Abe!
Where are you going? The sun is out!"<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Go
to work, Ariana. I'll see you later."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He jerked
open the door, then slammed it shut behind him.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Lost
in thought, Abe ran a loving hand over Ariana's swelling belly, then grinned
when she stirred from sleep and blinked lazily up at him. Wrapping his mind
around that – not only had she been his wife for over three months, but was
also carrying his child – was too much of a dream come true, one he never wanted
to wake up from.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Good
afternoon, Mrs. Cambridge. It's fifteen after one."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Nuzzling
closer to him, Ariana yawned and let her eyes drift shut. "Five more
minutes."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He
snickered against her hair and then kissed her forehead. "Take all the
time you need, baby, but I have a feeling Becky and Janie will—"<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Quick
and persistent tapping on the chamber door cut off his words and had him
rolling his eyes in irritation.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"—knock
on the door soon," he finished through a clenched jaw, his mood swiftly
turning sour at the lack of private time the island's residents allowed him to
have with his wife. "I can kill them, you know. Nobody will find their
bodies. I swear it. Did I ever tell you that I'm a shark whisperer?"<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ariana
giggled as she pushed against his body, and when he tried to grab her, she
threw a pillow in his face and scrambled out of bed.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He
fell back to his own pillow, defeated. "We are going on vacation. No cell
phones. No knocks on the door—unless it's room service—and, best of all, no
distractions."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Laughing
as she opened the door, Ariana greeted her friends with a hug and took the
coffee Janie held out with a sigh and a gracious smile. "I love both of
you so much."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Abe
huffed as he glared at them. "You just saw them yesterday. And you don't
need that caffeine; it's bad for the baby."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ariana
took a long sip and winced as the heat bit her tongue. "The only thing
that's bad for the baby is my blood pressure going up when his or her father
fusses over me too much."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Abe
blanched, and started to throw back the comforter to go to her, but thought
better of it once he caught sight of Becky and Janie looking at him. Unlike
Ariana, he hadn't dressed after making love the night before.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He
exhaled in relief as he studied the growing smirk on his wife's face. She was
the only one who could, quite literally, drop him to his knees with only a few
words. He kept waiting for the spell she had him under to wear off, but with
each day that passed, he had only grown more mesmerized by her charm.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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raised an eyebrow. "Come here, devil woman."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Abe,"
Becky said, laughing. "There's no time—er… take all the time you need,
Your Highness," she said quickly, when his mouth flattened into a thin
line and his teal eyes locked on her, daring her to say one… more… word.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He
would burn that damn clinic to the ground before he would allow anyone to take
even one more minute with her away from him. She already worked too many hours
as it was. It had started out being only five, but then had swiftly moved up to
six, then seven. He had drawn a line at eight, but, more times than not, Ariana
stayed at the clinic up to ten hours, even against his wishes and constant
phone calls.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He
tore his piercing eyes away from Becky and they softened as he met Ariana's
smile.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">She
set the cup down and crawled up on the mattress and into his awaiting arms. She
stared into his eyes as her fingers brushed back the hair hanging over his
ears, reminding him it was time for a trim. That would take all of fifteen
minutes, so what would he do with the other four-hundred-sixty-five minutes she
would be out of his sight?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He
had some ass-chewing to do, that's what, and he was going to do that first.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"I'll
be back before you know it, Abe," she said sweetly, almost convincingly,
but he knew better; she'd been telling him that every day since she’d started
working, and it had never, ever been true.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Even
though he knew arguing would get him absolutely nowhere, he still pleaded his
case. "Stay here," he whispered. "Take the day off. I could use
a little healing myself." He grinned devilishly.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The
only answer he got was a small smile and a long kiss. Abe wrapped his arms
around her and pulled her across his body, rolling with her until she was lying
on her back and he was looking down at her beautiful face.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He
knew she wouldn't concede to his wishes today, but that wouldn't stop him from
trying. He had faith that one day she would.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Sunset,
Ariana. Please. I have something I want to show you."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">She
laughed. "I just bet you do."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He
tucked a strand of blond hair behind her ear and softly kissed her lips.
Lingering a breath away, he spoke so only she could hear. "It's sort of
important and special. It's been in the works for several years, but it's almost
complete now. I didn't want to mention it until Roger said you could see it. He
sent me a text last night, but you were too exhausted after work, so I didn't
say anything. I don't think I can keep from telling you what it is until your
next day off, so please don't overwork yourself today, and try to get out of
there by eight." He paused for a moment. "And eat light for supper;
I'm taking you out afterward."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ariana's
eyes narrowed to thin slits, but there was amusement in them that she couldn't
hide behind her fake anger. "You know how much I hate surprises."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Abe
knew she could have searched his thoughts in one instant, so he quickly rifled
through his memory for the lyrics of <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Mary
Had A Little Lamb</i>, just in case. Mindreading was one witchy trait that
could be both a blessing and a curse, but thankfully Ariana tried not to use it
too often. For that, he was grateful. It was bad enough that he couldn’t keep
his hands off his wife for more than five minutes. Keeping his thoughts off her
would be downright impossible.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He kissed
her quick and moved away, so she could get up and ready for work. The quicker
she left, the quicker he could let out his aggression on someone who couldn't
paralyze his vocal chords. "You'll like this one. I promise it won't
embarrass you."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Can
we come?" Janie asked, the petite girl nearly jumping up and down at
hearing about something new and exciting on the island.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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chuckled. "Yeah, you can come. Bring someone, if you like," he said,
knowing that Janie had been spending quite a bit of time lately with Ryan from
maintenance, and would more than likely want to bring him along. It was killing
Lance to see her with the guy, but since he had been the one who let her go,
there wasn't a whole hell of a lot he could do about it but mope.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Who
else is going?" Becky asked with a sneer.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Abe
shrugged nonchalantly, but he knew she was inquiring whether Will, his brother,
was going to be there, and possibly be with Katrista, the girl who had flown to
the island on the back of a minion from Hell under the orders of Apollyon, the
demon who damn near took Ariana away from him in more than one way.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Just
thinking about that night made him want to wrap Ariana in the tight cocoon of
his arms and never let her out of his sight, but that had been almost three
months ago, and they hadn't seen or heard from the guy since his descent back
into Hell. Gloria, their personal guardian angel, was checking in on a regular
basis, but she hadn't sensed any evil hanging around the island, either. It was
still a struggle to relax, but Abe knew how Ariana hated to be smothered, so he
forced his worry from his features, for her.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"I'm
not sure, Becky, but if you think I'm going to tell my brother he can't go just
because you'll be there, then you don't know me very well." He ignored the
hurt look in her eyes and slapped Ariana's butt when she crawled over him to
get out of bed. He chuckled when she yelped.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">After
hearing the shower come on, he looked back to the two girls standing in the
middle of his bedroom. "Would the two of you mind leaving? I'm about to go
shower with my wife, and Ariana threw my boxers across the room last night."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He
smiled as the two girls immediately avoided eye contact, their faces turning a
bright shade of pink in embarrassment at being in the same room with their
naked king.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Go
on. Ariana will call you when she's ready to leave. I can't promise you'll be
on time for work, so you may want to leave without her." He stopped and
huffed when they only stood there with sullen expressions. "What? She
isn't yours; she's mine. Go!"<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Tripping
over their feet, both girls turned and ran for the door.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">With
a smile on his face, Abe threw back the cover and jogged to the bathroom. He
could only see the top of Ariana's wet head, leaned back into the steamy shower
spray, eyes closed as she basked in the warmth of the water. He tiptoed around
the tiled wall that separated the shower from the rest of the bathroom, and had
her in his arms before she even opened her eyes.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ariana
smiled as he touched his lips to hers, and Abe noticed that he couldn't fit his
body flush to hers any longer, not with his young growing so rapidly within her
womb.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He
ran one hand over the soft skin of her belly and pulled her mouth to his with
his other by the nape of her neck. A low moan escaped her mouth and he drank in
the ecstasy like a wino who had just found a forgotten bottle of
eighty-year-old wine in the cellar.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">She
gasped for air when he released her mouth to devour her neck and that little
spot below her ear she loved for him to kiss.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Abe,"
she panted. "I'm going to be late for work."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">An
approving growl rumbled from his chest as her hands slid down to his hips.
"Damn right, you are. I told Becky and Janie to go on without you, that
you would be there when you damn well got there."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">She
laughed against his mouth when he claimed ownership once again. "You are
such a king."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Lowering
his head to explore more of what she had to offer him, he looked from one
tempting mound to the other, and finally decided to take the left rosy nub
between his lips and softly massage the other with his hand. Decisions,
decisions. It was a tough job being a man in love. He often thought he needed
at least one extra mouth. Wondering vaguely whether Ariana might be able to
witch it on his body, somewhere, he focused on the task in hand.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ariana's
lips parted, and he smiled when a rush of pleasurable sounds echoed off the
walls of the bathroom.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">With
his other hand free, he ran his long fingers over the cheek of her ass, down
the back of her thigh and pulled her right knee up to his hip. He wasn't
worried about her getting off balance and falling. He had her. He had all of
her.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">His
head jerked up and he crushed his mouth on hers just as he slid through the
soft folds of her sex and into his most favorite place to be.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">His
jaw clamped shut and his hand shot out to brace them against the shower wall
when her muscles tightened around his erection. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Yeeees!"
The cry escaped her throat and her nails clawed the skin on his back, but he
pumped into her, keeping a steady rhythm and watching her expression as the
orgasm threatened to rip through her body. "Abe…" she said, winded,
and grabbed his biceps, squeezing the thick muscles and making him grin,
"I—I need…"<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"I
know, baby. Just let it go." He jerked his hand from the wall, pulling her
other leg up, and just like a pro, she hooked her ankles at the small of his back
and took all of him. His knees damn near buckled.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Aiming
to get his own release by the time Ariana's climax was over, Abe growled and
quickened his strides. Her body quaked all around him. He was almost there. He
was there.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Take
my vein," Ariana whispered.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Pulling
a bit back from the rush, he blinked the water out of his eyes and looked down
at her in confusion. Sure enough, her head was tilted to the side and her wet
hair was moved away, baring her neck and that throbbing vein to him. He jerked
his head away, trying to ignore the instant bloodlust and the anger that was
quickly boiling up inside him.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"No,"
he said shortly.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Abe,
please. You need it. I want you to."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He
stopped moving inside her and set her feet on the wet tile. Grabbing a towel
from the hook on the wall, he threw it around his waist, tying it extra tight,
so just maybe it would cut off the circulation in his erection and deflate the
damn thing.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Abe!
Where are you going?"<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Not
now, Ariana." He threw open the bathroom door and walked into the bedroom,
and wasn't a bit surprised to hear she had followed.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"What
did I do? I don't understand why you're acting this way. Talk to me, damn
you!" she shouted when he only stood at his closet and shoved hanger after
hanger to the right. Hell, he wasn't even sure what he was looking for.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He
stopped and let his arm fall, but didn't turn around. "You know how I feel
about using you as a meeker while you're pregnant. We've had this discussion
before, Ariana. Hell, we've even fought about it a few times, but you don't
seem to understand or maybe you just don't care; I don't know—"<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"You
think that I don't care about my child?" she said, and Abe turned around,
the muscles in his jaw doing the same workout they did every time their
conversation led to him feeding from her. "How can you even say
that?" she snapped. "If I felt, in any way, that you taking the
amount of blood from me that you need would hurt the baby, I wouldn't ask you
to do it." She pointed to her chest, and fury burned throughout Abe's bones.
"I know it won't hurt the baby—"<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"But
I don't!" he roared, causing her to flinch. He shook his head and reached
into the closet, grabbing a random shirt and a pair of jeans. When he looked
back at her, he was a little calmer, but not much. "I don't know what is
good or what is bad for the baby, Ariana, but I can't imagine taking anything
from you that the baby needs could ever be a good thing. I won't do it."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He
ripped the towel away, and to his delight, either the terrycloth or his pissy
mood had done the job, because Mr. Happy wasn't so happy anymore. Without
wasting time going to the dresser for boxers, he just shoved one leg at a time
in the jeans then buttoned and zipped the fly. After throwing the shirt over
his head and pushing his arms through the armholes, Abe finally made his way to
the dresser to grab socks.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Abe,"
Ariana whispered, but he didn't look at her. He couldn't look at her when he
was this mad, especially when it was her that he was mad at. "Abe, look at
me. I have to go to work, and I don't want to leave you upset." He still
didn't say anything.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Abe
put his socks on and located his boots by the bar. Tying the sons of bitches
wasn't going to happen with his hands shaking so badly, so he just shoved his
feet in, grabbed his keys from the bar and headed for the door.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Abe!
Where are you going? The sun is out!"<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Go
to work, Ariana. I'll see you later."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He jerked
open the door, then slammed it shut behind him.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">28-year-old Draven Samuels has a tragic past, but as an investigator with a high-profile London company he now gets what he wants. Tough, sarcastic, and sceptical, he has no patience for lies and even less for people who waste his time. Even if they’re as beautiful as the wild and dark-haired Taylor Abelard. Especially when they’re talking over the body of a murder victim.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">She is never happier than when sitting in the confines of her living room/study/on a cold station platform scribbling down words and making two men fall in love. She is a romantic at heart and believes that everything happens (for the most part) for a reason. She likes to think of herself as a ‘half full’ kinda gal, although sometimes that philosophy is sorely tested.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">In an ideal world, Susan Mac Nicol would be Queen of England and banish all the bad people to the Never Never Lands of Wherever -Who Cares. As that’s never going to happen, she contents herself with writing her HEA stories and pretending, that just for a little while, good things happen to good people.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;">TITLE SPARROW WAY</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;">AUTHOR ANNIE WELCH</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;">GENRE ROMANCE TOUCH OF PARANORMAL (ANGELS)</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;">RELEASE DATE DECEMBER 2014</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;">I rec's an ARC of this book from the author in exchange for an honest opinion. This is mousiey very honest opinion of her book. Sparrow Way is the conclusion of the series of this deletable and very delicious story of the love between Gabriel and Evangeline. This is Gabriel's story and he had to tell his story. Ms Welch had no intention of writing another book in the series after Crossroads. But Gabe just would not hush up. He insisted on speaking about his life.He recites his story to a reporter- speaking of their love- children-and the center of his heart. The truth that makes him tick. This is the most moving love story of all times!! It will have your heart tugging and wrapped up for the lovers. Having read all of Ms Welch's books in the series.I truly hated to see this magnificent love story come to an end. There has to be more of Gabe an Evangeline. There is such a thing as finding one's soulmate - an true love. Ms Welch wrote about right here in Sparrow Way. Gabe found his with Evangeline. I recommend this book for all readers! Mousiey gives a firm 60 out of 5 stars for this book!!!! NOW RUN AND GET YOUR COPY TODAY !!DO NOT DELAY </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;" /></div>
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The final journey of the Saving Angels series has come to an <i>end</i>. All roads have led you to….<br />
<i>“What’s the address?” she asks.</i><br />
<i>“Eleven Sparrow Way.”</i><br />
<i>She closes her eyes for a moment. “I like that. Our journey has flown us here, flown us home….”</i><br />
Gabriel Roberts found his happily ever after at <i>The Crossroads</i> of his life. He found his brother, Michael, his history in the Legion, and the love of his life, his Evangeline. He has finally arrived at the place he always yearned for—home.<br />
But time stops for no one; not even an angel.<br />
For years Gabriel has guarded what is most precious to him, Evangeline and their transcendent love story. When the opportunity presents itself in an unexpected way, Gabriel decides to tell his story, and in doing so, answers the riddle of his heart: If <i>life is the journey of years, </i>perhaps<i> love is the journey of a lifetime?</i><br />
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<b>Excerpt #1:</b><br />
The concierge had arranged for us two cruising bikes so that we could explore the area and voyage to the famous restaurant that we had heard so much about.<br />
Eva hops on the purple one, sticking me with the pink one that has a wicker basket attached to the front.<br />
“That’s for the fly comment.” She snickers.<br />
“Real men work pink,” I say. “Or so Brad says. He told me my coloring is perfect for pink.”<br />
We cruise into the misty day, the sun barely shining through the many Monterey cypress trees that line the hilly area. Eva steadies her bike and releases the handle- bars. She spreads her arms wide like a bird spreading its wings.<br />
As we peddle, I hear music in the distance floating from one of the houses on the opposite side of the street. I listen harder, trying to place the beat.<br />
“Do you hear that?” I bounce a bit from the turbulence of the tires.<br />
Eva grabs the handlebars. “<i>I would never leave you alone...something, something, something</i>.”<br />
“Hell yeah!” I beat the handlebars with my thumbs to the heavy pace of the drums. “Eva, ‘<i>I’ll be</i>’...” I sing some of the song. “I love <i>The Karate Kid</i>! This place reminds me of the movie.”<br />
“That’s about the only movie you do like.”<br />
“It’s a classic, like Rocky. And if we weren’t riding these bicycles, I’d show you my karate moves! Hi-ya!” I chop the air. “What are you laughing about? You just don’t know the moves your husband has!”<br />
“Hold on, Gabriel-san! Banzai!” Eva shouts, before we go flying down a steep street.<br />
“I love it here. I feel like I can breathe better! The air seems lighter.”<br />
“Don’t get used to it. We’re not taking up permanent residency in the big shake.” I take the camera from the basket as the bike straightens out. I slow down a bit, getting a prime shot of her butt bouncing up and down on the seat. “The scenery is quite beautiful, though.”<br />
She looks behind for a second. “Race you!” She starts going faster and I have to take the camera and throw it in the basket to peddle harder.<br />
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My eyes savor every inch of her bare flesh. The gentle sway of her body, the way her waist melts into her rolling, swinging hips. Her body is soft, but firm. Her eyes are full of longing and bright fire. Her stare melts me, like a slow burn. My will drips, drips, drips as she moves into me.<br />
“I can’t get you close enough, fast enough,” I breathe. I want to drink her, absorb her, until every pore in my body is overflowing with her. Her tongue tastes like warm, sweet honey. I can never have <i>enough</i> of her this way. Of this I am infinitely positive.<br />
Her head tilts backward. Her lips curl in an upward smile of pleasure. Her hair falls around her back, uncovering her breasts. The sweet smell from her bare skin enraptures me. Her hands rush through my hair. She traces the lines of my face; her fingertips seem to float across my skin. “Memorizing you,” she breathes out as her hands make their way to my body, undressing me.<br />
I move into her, trembling, dripping with heat. My fingers pulsate and pull against her soft skin and her knees buckle.<br />
“When you touch me, you feel like thunder pounding against my skin,” she whispers.<br />
I’m careful now—the <i>want </i>needs to grow until it can no longer be controlled. Like a beast being released after years of being caged.<br />
The tension builds, causing my soul to stir.<br />
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Born and raised in New Orleans, Annie has a habit of shortening her words and telling long stories. She speaks with a southern flair and cooks with it too. At the tender age of twenty- one, she hitched up her wagons (took her first plane ride) and moved out west to the big shake (California). <br />
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Her writing career began one sleepless night when she imagined a gorgeous woman and a man with maniacal hair floating above her like lightening bugs falling from the sky. Curious about them, their story, and why they were floating around in her head, she sat down and penned (typed) her first novel, Marigny Street. A dream come true for her, she hasn't stopped writing since. She loves a damn good love story, always has, no matter what the genre. She is particularly moved by imperfect love that in its own unique way is perfect, the notion of love at first sight, soul mates, and things that are generally out of the norm.<br />
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When she's not writing she enjoys dabbling in photography and finding new, inspirational music to add to her collection. Deciding on a whim to hitch up those same wagons, Annie currently resides in Texas (where everything is bigger) with her husband, daughter, and their two peculiar dogs, Boudreaux and Tabasco (who, call her crazy, bark with an accent). <br />
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For lagniappe (a little extra), a virtual cup of café au lait and beignets, please visit Annie's website:<br />
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Mousiey has a FANTASTIC READ for you today!!! This one is from a new author named RHENNA MORGAN!! Her book is titled UNEXPECTED EDEN. AND IS IT UNEXPECTED!!! It has everything you are looking for and more!!! I rec'd an ARC from this author<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"> in exchange for an honest opinion . This is mousiey very honest opinion of her book!! I can not wait to read more book written by Ms Morgan- her style is very intriguing and unique. She has you drawn into her story from the very first page of it, </span></div>
<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;">The way this is written it is a love story thru the centuries. Eryx the leader as he calls himself( which in truth he is a king of the Myren Race) has been searching for a long time for his mate. He finally found her in a bar working as a bartender. Her name is Lexi. She does not realize it but she also of the Myran race. Just did not know it. Now one of the leaders enemies is after Lexi and wants her. Will he get her?? Will Eryn make her his make queen?What happens when Eryx takes Lexi to his world?? For all these answers and more you need to read this story,I recommend this book for everyone !! Mousiey gives it a 50 out 5 stars!! Go to goodreads and add it to you to read list. Make sure that after you read it that you do an author a favor an leave review. NOW RUN AN GET YOUR COPY OF IT TODAY!!!</span></div>
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Book 3: Punk Rock Resurrection (stand-alone)
My world was dark and filled with pain.
Loneliness gnawed at my soul.
I found solace in a bottle.
Music was my only refuge . . . until I met her.
She was a dark Gothic goddess in thigh-high leather boots.
She brought light into my life and showed me what it was like to be loved.
But could she handle the demons that haunted me . . . and the vices that kept them at bay?
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Book 1:The Prince of Punk Rock
I love her, but I also love him.
She's everything to me.
He sets my world on fire.
It's our dirty little secret, and it's about to blow our record deal sky high.
I'm Tommy Blade, the Prince of Punk Rock, and this is our story.
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Book 2: Between A Rock and A Hard Place (read after book 1)
She's a rock goddess.
He's a sex pistol.
I need them both, in my life and in my bed, and I'm not living without either one of them.
I'll do whatever it takes, even if it costs me everything I've ever wanted.
I'm Tommy Blade, The Prince of Punk Rock, and this is the continuation of our story.
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Alyssa held up her shot, and Damien held up his half-full tumbler. She clinked his glass. "That's a pretty big shot you got there."
"Big is an understatement. I like to use the term huge. And impressive."
She laughed. "Oh really? Don't set yourself up for failure"
His eyes never left hers as he took a big swig of his glass. "Don't take my word for it. You can judge for yourself."
She folded her arms across her chest and stared back at him with a smile pressed into her plump, crimson lips.
He finally silenced her. "What's wrong? No comeback? No witty retort?"
"I have plenty of witty comebacks. I'm just not sure how far I want to take this tonight."
His cock was doing back flips, and she was enjoying watching him squirm. He took another gulp of his drink, while hers remained untouched on the bar. "I thought you wanted that shot. Canât handle the hard stuff after all, huh?" He placed his empty glass on the bar and taunted her with a smile. "I bet that hard-ass exterior is really just a front. Underneath it all, I bet you're just a girly-girl."
Her eyes opened wide, and her face went blank. For a minute Damien thought he went too far and pissed her off. He was about to apologize, but she picked up the shot glass and drained it, then slammed it down on the bar. She grabbed his shirt and pulled him so close he felt her breath on his lips. "I'm an expert at dishing out the hard stuff. I wield a needle for a living and pierce it through raw flesh without an anesthetic. The question is, can <em>you </em>handle it?"
Her self-righteous smirk mocked him with playful satisfaction, but Damien was about to keel over from the overwhelming heat that covered his body. Tiny dots of perspiration broke out on his forehead, and he was starting to think that maybe she was rightâhe couldn't handle her in the bedroom. Had he finally met his match? Could this gorgeous, ferocious woman break him? Could she be the one to make him surrender and beg for mercy?
"What's the matter? You look a little stunned. Did I scare you?"
"Hell no." He stepped closer. "You got me excited."
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Justice Morel always had her life perfectly planned. Her goals were to graduate from the University with exceptional grades and get into the best law school Canada has to offer. <br />
Then one day, Justice tried to kill herself. Well, not her technically. It may have been Justice Morel’s body, but those actions weren’t intentional and the suicidal thoughts were not hers. Or, so she keeps telling her therapist and family. <br />
Justice is afraid she’s losing her mind and just wants to forget everything. But when her best friend is murdered, another one is being mind-screwed by a Vampyre, and her ex is back in town, looking as scrumptious as ever and very suspicious, maybe she isn’t all that crazy! <br />
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Justice is suffocating and drowning in a dark world she’s been tossed into, forced to survive. It’s a world she never wanted to know about and would love to ignore, like it doesn’t exist. But, with every passing day, she’s pulled deeper and deeper into the rabbit hole, wishing for everything to go back to the way it was.</div>
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Dante leaned in, his cool breath against my cheek. “Acceptance is the first step to overcoming misfortune.” Misfortune was a light way of describing my current life. “I got a proposition for you,” he says as I felt a shiver race down my back.</div>
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I looked at him curiously. “And that would be?”</div>
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Dante looked over at the far corner, where there were a few classic 1940s wooden pool tables. “I win, you unwind yourself through whatever measures.”</div>
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I withheld a smartass response. “And if I win?”</div>
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“Your misfortune will be no more.”</div>
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Studying Dante, I murmured. “How can you guarantee such a thing?”</div>
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“Because I’m awesome,” Dante said with a smirk, a handsome half smile that made me want to press my lips against his. Ugh, I’m dancing with the devil. “Or, are you not so familiar with the game?”</div>
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“If I choose not to play it’s because one, I have a date and secondly I just don’t want too.”</div>
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“Or,” added Dante. “There’s a tiny mental acquisitiveness that you can’t get rid of when it comes to me and it makes you want to avoid whatever this is. At all costs.” Ding, ding, ding! Dante hit the jackpot. However, I refused to let it show that he was right on target.</div>
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Dante continued, staring deeply into my brown eyes. “Although, you may simply suck at pool and don’t want to be shamed.”</div>
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I tried my best to hold in every emotion that was bubbling inside of me. It was a mix of excitement and fear. Hot and cold. Night and day. Such contradictions I couldn’t think straight.</div>
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Struggling to hold in my composure, I said, meandering past Dante and towards the pool tables, “I’m a goddess,”</div>
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“Not cocky,” I said over my shoulders. “I told you, I’m a goddess when it comes to pool. I’m untouchable.”</div>
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Mousiey has a TERRIFIC books for you today. The name of this book is GOING THE DISTANCE. Is by none other than JULIANNA KEYES. I rec'd an ARC of this FANTASTIC -TERRIFIC-ROMANTIC -EROTIC AND THE FACT THAT I COULD NOT PUT DOWN - from the author. In exchange for an honest opinion. This is mousieys very honest opinion of her book. Once I started reading "GOING THE DISTANCE" - I found myself so captivated with this Alex and Mel that I had to keep reading it until the end. It left me wanting more of the story of Alex and Melody. Ms Keyes has a style so unique thats she brings her characters like right before your eyes. As for her scenes - they are so amazing you feel as though you are right there in China. I am so looking forward to reading more books from Ms Keyes. And I do hope that this story continues into another book.<br />
Going the Distance is about Mel and Alex both are living in China. Mel is a kindergarten teacher- Alex is a carpenter. Alex has been told about Mel from his friends. He decides to go to the gym an see for himself.When he gets there - he sees Mel and wants her real bad! He walks over to the treadmill and introduces himself to her.Alex ask her to run with him the next night except it will be outside not in the gym. Mel agrees. Before long they start having sex. Then Alex finds out something from Mel's past and it makes Mel mad. Alex won't tell her anything about himself. Can they get over their problem and get together? What will happen to Alex and Mel?? Do they decide to go back to the states?? For these answers you need to get this TERRIFIC book. I recommend it foreveryone especially those that love romance.. Mousiey gives it 45 out of 5 stars.<br />
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Publication Date: January 27th, 2014<br />
Genre: Contemporary Romance<br />
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Olivia Clarke’s fall from pretty, perfect and popular happened in an instant. With her life in tatters, she impulsively accepts a teaching job in the small city of Lazhou, China. Three months in, she’s ready to admit she made a huge mistake.<br />
She doesn’t speak Mandarin, the teachers at her school refuse to include her in anything, and she spends her nights watching counterfeit DVDs in her twin bed. Alone.<br />
Jarek McLean is a loner. He’s not looking for friends, and he’s definitely not looking for love. The former army interrogator works as a carpenter for a small construction company rebuilding a travel office in Lazhou. When he meets Olivia he knows immediately she’s too wholesome to be his type, but when he discovers the pretty kindergarten teacher is hiding a secret, his inquisitive side rears<br />
its nosy head and demands answers.<br />
Olivia isn’t interested in a one-sided interrogation, and makes her position clear: if Jarek wants to ask questions, he’ll have to answer some, too. Jarek’s never let anyone in—not into his apartment, not into his life, certainly not into his heart. But the closer he gets to Olivia, the more he falls for her, and suddenly the man who doesn’t do relationships finds himself in a most unexpected one. When he reluctantly admits that this could be love, he’s faced with the most terrifying question of all: What the hell does he do now.</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Alex Matthews is a tall, handsome
dominant. He exists on the thrill that having a woman submit to him creates. He
doesn't date, he doesn't commit. He works hard as an architect by day, and
demands control over his submissives in his downtime. Melody Anderson is a 26
year college student who is about to change all that.</span></span></div>
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suggests that she try a dating website, Mel has no idea where it will lead.
Alex finds her profile compelling, and on their first meeting in the oldest bar
in Belfast makes the suggestion that she should submit to him. Enthralled by
where this could lead, Mel agrees, and the pair find themselves bound together
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his previous vice of submission only, isn't enough, and he yearns to make their
relationship more, but a dark shadow from Alex's past looms menacingly on the
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b><i><span style="line-height: 115%;">Contains
graphic sexual scenes including those with BDSM overtones. Also contains
graphic language, and therefore is not suitable for under 18's.</span></i></b></span></span></div>
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Leigh Stone, I live in Northern Ireland, just outside the capital city of
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<span class="">I'm first and foremost a reader, and a fast reader
at that, often devouring books in a single sitting over a period of hours. I
have always had aspirations to write and become a published author, but as a
teenager I was encouraged to look for a different profession, as being an
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<span class="">It was that reading that lead a friend of mine to
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few months later Lex's Melody was well underway, and the rest as they say is
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Stan Hampton, Sr. is a full-blood Choctaw of the Choctaw Nation of Oklahoma, a divorced grandfather to 13 wonderful grandchildren, and a published photographer and photojournalist. He retired on 1 July 2013 from the Army National Guard with the rank of Sergeant First Class; he previously served in the active duty Army (1974-1985), the Army Individual Ready Reserve (1985-1995) (mobilized for the Persian Gulf War), and enlisted in the Nevada Army National Guard in October 2004, after which he was mobilized for Federal active duty for almost three years. Hampton is a veteran of Operations Noble Eagle (2004-2006) and Iraqi Freedom (2006-2007) with deployment to northern Kuwait and several convoy security missions into Iraq. </div>
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His writings have appeared as stand-alone stories and in anthologies from Dark Opus Press, Edge Science Fiction & Fantasy, Melange Books, Musa Publishing, MuseItUp Publishing, Ravenous Romance, and as stand-alone stories in Horror Bound Magazine, The Harrow, and River Walk Journal, among others. </div>
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In May 2014 he graduated from the College of Southern Nevada with an Associate of Applied Science Degree in Photography – Commercial Photography Emphasis. A future goal is to study for a degree in archaeology—hopefully to someday work in and photograph underwater archaeology (and also learning to paint). </div>
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After 13 years of brown desert in the Southwest and overseas, he misses the Rocky Mountains, yellow aspens in the fall, running rivers, and a warm fireplace during snowy winters. </div>
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As of April 2014, after being in a 2-year Veterans Administration program for Homeless Veterans, Hampton is officially no longer a homeless Iraq War veteran, though he is still struggling to get back on his feet.</div>
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Halloween Night, 2006 – a resupply convoy commanded by the Air Force and escorted by Army gun trucks, is leaving Kuwait for Baghdad. The lonely desert highway north is MSR Tampa, a bloody highway along which for years the convoys suffered insurgent attacks. And on MSR Tampa there is a particular wooded bend that no one speaks of, though many know of its haunted reputation, a reputation given new life by a gun truck crew testing a new generation of enhanced night vision goggles</div>
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During the Iraq War supply convoys rumbled out of Kuwait every day, bound for Baghdad. These convoys traveled on MSR Tampa, one of the most dangerous roads in the world, battling insurgent ambushes and IEDs. It is on one such convoy that an IED took out a gun truck and wounded Specialist Ken Adams. His gun truck commander took the fight to nearby insurgents, but in the aftermath he committed a disrespectful act. In the following weeks the entire gun truck crew was stalked by something unknown, and they disappeared one by one, until only Ken Adams was left, cornered in Las Vegas</div>
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December 1941, and fresh Siberian troops from the Soviet Far East have launched savage counter-attacks against the German invaders. The Eastern Front is torn open with German units driven back, overwhelmed, or isolated. An exhausted Waffen SS infantry platoon outside of Moscow needs to know what the Siberians, hidden in a dark forest before them, are up to. A small patrol is sent into the snowy, otherworldly forest.</div>
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While on much-needed R&R leave from Iraq, Corporal Ronnie Edson enjoyed a night with a beautiful woman. He thought that would be the end of it, but on the flight back to Iraq, he sees an impossible sight: the woman dancing on the wing of the plane. She's come for him, and she won't leave without him.</div>
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I am very thankful that I was given the opportunity to read this amazing book- and I look forward to reading more of Angel Day and her sniper abilities. <br />
It opens at a stash house where there is a hostage situation. A Woman has a gun taped to the back of her head. The man threatens to blows her brains out- Angel has a bead on him. But they won't let her take him out. Eventually she has to take the shot and she takes him down. Now Tony , the chief puts her on administrative leave. Then he has to send her Sierra Vista as his liaison and as a lead & primary sniper. Angel and her entire team (Bravo Team are headed there). Once she gets there, she finds out that inside the house they are watching is her baby brother.And someone inside the house has taken out one of her men- Hunter. Inside the house they have all kinds of weapons - more than what they have available to them outside. Angel is taken off the case and ordered back home as she is to close to the case. However she has other ideas. She wants to get her kid brother out alive. Have him turn states evidence. Will she be able to?? Will any more men be lost?? This is a must read by all! Mousiey gives it a 50 out of 5 stars, And I have to say I need more of Angel Day !! Please Ms Babylon gives us more of her delicious story!!NOW RUN AND GET YOUR COPY TODAY!!
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<em><span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: medium;">“Reaching for my right hand, she placed it gently but firmly above her left breast, and held it there with a warm, velvety hand. I could feel her heart throbbing, almost hear its rhythm. “You’re already in here, Steve Riley,” she said calmly, her voice as light and soft as angel’s wings. “But where am I?” Her eyes searched my face, looking for an indication of my inclination, any clue of how I’d respond.</span></em></div>
<em><span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: medium;">“It’s been six years, Diana,” I whispered into her hair. I struggled, my mind trying to collect the words I needed to say, to say them the right way, to mean them when I said them. “Do you really want me to be the one? Are you sure it should be me? Are you really ready?” </span></em><br />
<em><span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: medium;">I remember pulling her close again, lightly kissing her eyelids, her cheeks, her lips. If I’d held my hand a half inch above any area on her body, I’m sure a current would’ve passed between us that could power all of Ashville. Her hair was everywhere, as was mine, and she trembled slightly in my arms as I stroked the mass of blond waves. I looked down at the length of our bodies intertwined, appreciating the beauty of her white skin against my darkness. Several strands of our hair lay together on my chest, and I couldn’t help but make a mental snapshot of the moment, the shiny blond and the glossy dark brown hair wrapped and twisted into one strand, our legs and bodies fused into a solid oneness. I twirled the hair together, as though that would keep us locked in each other’s arms permanently. </span></em><br />
<em><span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: medium;"> As erotic as the night had been, there had been no hesitation, no embarrassment, not a single apology, and there had been nothing dirty or vulgar or obscene about it. It was incredible, but it was also more than wild animal sex, and we both knew it. I kissed her shoulder, then drew her arm out and kissed down the inside of its length. That’s when I noticed it for the first time, her arm turned just the right direction in the candlelight. On the inside of her left wrist was a tattoo of a tiny Celtic fan.</span></em><br />
<em><span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: medium;">We were like two fifteen-year-olds, exploring each other’s bodies, acting as if we alone had discovered the oldest pleasure known to man, were the only ones to realize that penises and vaginas fit together. There was a wonderment, a sparkle to it all, and even after all the women I’d been with, I felt as though Diana had stolen my virginity, as though she was the very first woman with whom I’d ever become one.”</span></em><br />
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<b><i>The Celtic Fan</i></b></div>
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It's a number one bestseller on every list. It's a love story for the ages. And it's a mystery.</div>
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At least its author is. Nick Roberts has never been seen. He doesn't do interviews. He doesn't answer fan mail. He doesn't do late-night talk shows, or book signings, or conferences. No one knows who he is. Everyone's looking for him; websites have been set up offering rewards for finding him.</div>
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Four old friends plan their annual road trip. It's been a toss-up every year, with each being different (and some not so good). But this year Russ's idea is to find Nick Roberts. With an address stolen from the accounting files of the publishing house, the four friends set out to find the elusive Roberts and make names for themselves. And as three begin to get distracted - Russ by women, Michael by liquor, and Jim by porn or who knows what - only one stays the course: Steve Riley, a journalist from Knoxville, is determined to find Roberts and land the story of the century.</div>
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His dedication to his mission is complicated by a deluge, a flash flood, and an obviously incorrect address. But as time has its way, Steve begins to wonder if his trip will be successful in any other ways. And if his suspicions are correct, what will he do?</div>
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Even more unsettling is the real question: <b>If he finds Nick Roberts, <i>will he tell?</i></b></div>
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Set in the foothills of the beautiful Smokey Mountains, <i>The Celtic Fan</i> is two stories - the story of a journalist following his biggest story ever, and of a wounded soldier and the girl with whom he falls in love post-World War II. Throughout the pages, Bill and Claire's tragic tale winds its way through Steve's story, a story he never thought he'd tell.</div>
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<em>In the summer of 2000, my then-teenage daughter took a trip to Europe with a high school group. She hadn’t been gone twenty-four hours before I had an idea. I’d been writing for years, but I’d never been able to work up the nerve to write a book. So I set out to do just that.</em><br />
<em>I began writing and, as I did, the words began to pour out of my fingertips. They were so passionate and lovely that I couldn’t stop. I wrote in a frenzy because I knew that once my daughter walked back into the house, I’d go back into “full-time mom mode” and that would be it – it would never be finished.</em><br />
<em>I wrote. I wrote for three nights and four days. Without sleeping. Barely eating. Only occasionally getting up to go to the bathroom or stretch. Writing was all I did. And I finished it the day before she was set to return. Late that evening, after a nap, I opened the file and read through it. I’d assumed that, considering the way in which it was put down, it would be a four door, brass-plated disaster, and I was shocked to find that it was both clear and beautiful. Then I closed the file, caught up all of the things I was supposed to do while she was gone, picked her up from the airport, and never looked at it again.</em><br />
<em>In the next five years I devoted an enormous amount of time to writing, but I never went back to the book. </em><br />
<em>Time passed. I’d stored the files on three and one-half inch floppies. Somewhere along the line, I had one of those hideous Zip drives, and they got moved around to those cartridges too.</em><br />
<em>Several years and three computers later, to my horror, I found that the files were gone. I looked everywhere, scoured old floppy disks, searched through old hard drives. Nothing. They had vanished, lost in the technological shuffle.</em><br />
<em>Oddly enough, in mid-October 2013, over thirteen years after I’d first written this book, I was telling my partner about it. I’d never even mentioned it to him before, and after I explained the plot, I lamented, “It was really, really good. I wish I still had it.”</em><br />
<em>And then, on Halloween night – Samhain to me – he was recounting his trip to our ancient county courthouse that day and telling me about a clock crashing down from the wall, almost hitting a lady passing by. He said one of the security guards commented, “Yeah, we’ve had lots of poltergeist activity today.” We laughed about it.</em><br />
<em>But as I went to bed, I had a sudden thought: I’d bought a brand-new external hard drive, and it occurred to me that, although I backed up my files every night, I’d never checked to see if they really were backed up. I went back to my computer to check and found that they had not transferred, and my heart froze. I had to back them up. What if lightning struck? I’d lose everything I’d been working on, including several completed manuscripts. So I manually copied files, then opened the external hard drive to check and see if they were really there. I went to the search bar and typed in “writing.”</em><br />
<em>Up popped dozens of files, things I couldn’t identify. I stared at them in disgust, wondering what junk they could possibly be and where they could’ve possibly come from. I opened one that seemed particularly odd, and gasped.</em><br />
<em>There they were. The book; four books, in fact. All of the short stories. All of the poetry. Everything I’d wondered about, looked for, lost – all on a brand-new external hard drive.</em><br />
<em>To this very moment, I still have no clue how they got there. No one was more surprised than I, and I began to cry to the extent that my partner came to see what was wrong. I couldn’t believe it. It didn’t make sense, and yet there they were. I made note of where they were located, closed the files, shut down the computer for the night, and went to bed, barely able to sleep.</em><br />
<em>It was with shaking hands and a racing heart that I opened the file for The Celtic Fan the next morning and had the distinct, unimaginable joy of seeing these words intact and as beautiful as they were initially, a full thirteen years since their original writing.</em> <br />
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<em><span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: medium;">“There was a current, a flow, when we were together that I’d come to appreciate. It rolled and slipped and slid here and there between us, holding us together in our passion. I could feel it when I touched her, a palpable thing, meandering and lyrical, its own entity. When my hands left her body, they felt drawn again as if there were a magnetic pull, and my palms ached until I pressed them against her flesh again. She felt it too, I could tell, and let it breathe in and out of her, pouring itself into every gap, every crack, every crevice where our bodies didn’t meet, following the path of least resistance, binding us together with every stroke, every whispered moan, every touch. I loved that house, that room, that bed, but inside her was my true home.</span></em></div>
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<em><span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: medium;">I wanted to be sure of one thing. I wanted to be confident that, beyond a shadow of a doubt, Diana Nicole Frazier belonged to me. I already belonged to her, body and soul. She owned parts of me no other woman had even seen, things I didn’t know existed. I wanted her to believe and never doubt that we would be together. I wanted to give her something that would hold her to me until fall, until we could make the big decisions. Finding that thing, that way to cement us together, was my goal for the week.</span></em></div>
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<em><span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: medium;">She pulled my face to hers and kissed me, but I couldn’t stand it, couldn’t contain it. I stretched out on top of her, my arms around her, and sobbed out loud, all the love and pain and fear and joy wrapped up together in my embrace. Her tears were silent, but they filled her eyes and ran down her cheeks, falling into her hair and wetting it, wetting my hair too. I was home, and I didn’t want to leave.</span></em></div>
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and it has served me well. I wrote for local publications, wrote marketing and advertising materials, wrote for academic publications, and eventually grew jaded with the writing profession as I often watched others take credit for my hard work. I retreated into the world of 3-D art in the fiber and textile mediums and hid out in a world of colors and textures. But, truth is, there was always a story or two in my head. It wasn't until Nikki and I met in my imagination that I decided it was time to let those stories out, and I'm glad I did. My readers now get to enjoy the fruits of my imagination and, believe me, it runs wild!</div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">In honor of Valentine's Day,We are pleased to share with you this romantic excerpt from "The Syrian Virgin" by Zack Love...In this scene, the 18-year-old Anissa, who fled war-torn Syria for a new life of hope and love in New York City, goes on her very first date ever, and it happens to take place on Valentine's Day...Her longtime crush, Michael (27), takes her ice skating in Central Park. Enjoy!</span></div>
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As we walked towards the subway stop on 116th Street, I lightly shared a small confession: “Do you realize that this is officially the first date of my life?”</div>
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“Wow. Well, it’s good to know that there’s no pressure on me here!” he replied ironically.</div>
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I playfully elbowed him. “None at all.”</div>
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“And that means it’s also a good thing that I brought these goodies for you,” he said, taking a small bag of Baci chocolates out of his coat. “But – since this is your first date – I should warn you that most dates do not come with chocolate! You know, just to manage your expectations a little.”</div>
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“And why shouldn’t they all come with chocolates?” I replied with a teasing smile.</div>
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“I guess that’s a fair question. But if you got chocolates on every date, then getting them on Valentine’s Day wouldn’t seem very special, now would it?”</div>
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“I think I’d be OK with that,” I said, amusing us both with my understatement as we arrived at the subway entrance.</div>
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We passed through the turnstile, went down the stairs, and stood by the track, waiting for the downtown train to show up. Our flirty banter resumed as the area gradually filled up with more New Yorkers heading downtown in sweaters, scarves, hats, and gloves.</div>
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“Well, I think there may be a compromise arrangement we can work out,” he replied, looking down at me with a smile.</div>
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I glanced up into his brown eyes, curious. “What’s that?”</div>
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“You see, Baci literally means ‘kiss’ in Italian, so I think you could fairly expect some kind of kiss on every date.”</div>
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“Will I ever get both chocolate and non-chocolate kisses on the same date?” I responded, glimpsing at him coyly from the side.</div>
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“Are we getting greedy now?” he joked. “Ten minutes into your very first date ever? I guess you may need to make up for some lost time,” he said with a teasing glint.</div>
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“I might.”</div>
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“Well, your odds of getting both kinds of kisses are probably best on Valentine’s Day, so there may be cause for optimism.”</div>
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And just as it seemed like the space between us was subtly starting to shrink, the train arrived. But we soon stood even closer to each other on the crowded subway car. As we traveled downtown with countless strangers, we were at times pressed up against one another during the twenty-minute ride to the Columbus Circle station. At 59th Street, we got out of the subway and walked over to the skating rink in Central Park.</div>
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Michael was comfortable and experienced on the ice but went very slowly so that he could effectively serve as my training wheels while I clung to his arm to avoid crashing every other minute. Thanks to his support, I fell only every ten minutes or so, and sometimes brought him down with me – usually with some silly or self-conscious laughs along the way. He always helped me up, and a few times, I felt his big palm cup itself around my hip when lifting me to my feet.</div>
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After holding onto him so much while ice skating, it felt almost oddly distant for us not to be holding hands after we left and headed back towards the subway together. But the tension surrounding if and when our hands might clasp again (without any external cause like ice skating) proved to be a good distraction from my sore behind. After I jokingly complained about it, Michael replied, “Next time we visit a rink, remember to stuff your pants with lots of toilet paper, or some other butt cushion.”</div>
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A few minutes later, I saw the subway station in the distance, and figured that we probably weren’t going to hold hands again. I reasoned that there wasn’t that much time left before we’d have to stop holding hands in order to go down the stairs and through the subway turnstile, and that might make it seem even more awkward or silly to have held hands for so short a time before that. Of course, we could resume holding hands on the subway platform, but then we’d have an audience and it wouldn’t be as cold, so the reason for our hand-holding would be more obviously a growing intimacy rather than, for example, a way to keep our palms warm.</div>
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“How are your hands doing?” Michael suddenly asked, as if he had read my thoughts. “Are they warm enough?” he inquired, taking my hand into his.</div>
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“They are now,” I replied with a smile.</div>
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Mousiey-- Good morning and Thank you for joining us today Ms Hart. May I call you Dani??</div>
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Dani--- Yes, please! I swear I try to get my niece to call me Aunt Dani like she used to but she won't anymore. *sad face*</div>
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Mousiey-- Thank you ..Dani When actually did you know you wanted to start writing ?? And what was your very first story you wrote?</div>
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Dani--I'm one of those writers at birth. Ok well maybe not right at birth, but pretty close after. I have journals dating back to 1987, when I was 10. It's always been my reprieve. I mainly journaled about my life, so more like a diary, but then when I got a little older I would write poems and submit them to magazines. I never wrote any actual stories until I was in college. I know it's crazy, but I was more of a poet. In college I majored in Theatre at USC, but also did a minor in Screenwriting. My first story was my first screenplay.</div>
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Mousiey-- I see from your Bio that you are a wife of a fire fighter. Is that what inspired your to write Firefighters Flame? And who did you base your characters off of it ?</div>
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Dani--Yes, he is! And yes, I did! A Firefighter's Flame (AFF) was that story I HAD to write and a lot of it's inspired by my own life. The characters are loosely based on people in my life. It's such a dark and sensitive book that I don't want to name people, but I am bipolar which is what inspired Lennox to be bipolar, as well. There aren't a lot of books out there with characters with disabilities or disorders so I think it adds to her as a whole.</div>
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Mousiey-- Your newest novel Forgotten Treasures, How did you come up it ? And who did you base your characters off of it?</div>
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Dani--Oh gawd, how did I come up with it?! I was camping with the family and I knew I wanted to write a new adult book and then it just slowly started coming to me. I write very organically, so all of my stories start with a character and then the story just kind of unfolds as I go. It's weird and it makes for a messy rough draft and heavy first edit, but I feel like my work is more unique and natural that way. The characters are not based on anyone I know and I don't do muses because I don't really watch TV or movies. I just give them traits based on how they fit into the story and they come alive from there.</div>
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Mousiey-- You are a multi-genre author and reader but do you have one favorite genre that you really like to read or write about?<br />
My favorite genre to read is paranormal because it's different. But I have happened upon a few books recently that are new adult that are unique in their own way that I have loved. It has to be different or I won't finish it. I rarely have time to read so it's precious.</div>
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Dani--My favorite genre to write... I though it was fantasy, but damn that sh*t is painful to write! Setting up worlds and being consistent are extremely difficult in fantasy to the point where it takes me about a year to do a turn around. My motto is "I write what my heart sings" because I don't force what I'm writing next. I listen to what is singing in my heart and head. That's how I became multi-genre.</div>
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Mousiey- Being a wife and mother. How do you find the time to write?</div>
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Dani--Finally, both kids are in school at the same time, so I have more time to dedicate to it, but it's still a balancing act because I also work a part time job (online form home) in the morning. I don't force time. When I have time to write and when the inspiration is demanding it I do it. I'm not in this for the income (although that would be nice), so I'm not about turning and burning.</div>
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Mousiey-- You not only write adult book but also ya books. Do you have ya book coming out soon? And if so can you tell us what it is?</div>
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Dani--Hmmmm. Well, I write CLEAN, so most of my books can be read by YA readers. My NA's I purposely write so they can be marketed for both YA & NA. I just don't have it in me to write dirty LOL. I tried once and I couldn't take it, so I cleaned it up. I don't want to commit to saying what my next release will be because I have 2 WIPs actively screaming in my head and they are completely different genres. One is paranormal (NA/YA) and the other is new adult (NA). I'm not sure which one will win my full attention yet.</div>
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I have personally read your books and I can say that you write very interesting and yummy ones, And I am so looking forward to your new paranormal book that you are speaking about. Along with your new adult book.</div>
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Mousiey--- Dani, can you tell us what separates you from the other authors ? Your writing style? Your motivation?</div>
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Dani--My writing style and writing voice are is very unique. You won't see me regurgitate stories already out there. I'll always have a new spin on one of the 36 dramatic situations that exist.</div>
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Mousiey-- Who is Dani Hart??</div>
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Dani--Read my bio at <a href="http://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fdanihartbooks.com%2F&h=5AQHfEFT0&enc=AZOBnzU6WXQMebGXj6ROF6uE_mY1Z5PZ7oTYiCweCglGKQdnI5kGsj18v2SLKbjWopYCHJO4-CTxV4-OxKrW9xd4GnNs26u4ubvwFqKufpwqoxG_u1D--OAYeA6fXiTl-PO84h0GKCkDNgn1ivA0DBVWuc2Ou5mcvgQojFf1VPesag&s=1" rel="nofollow" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">danihartbooks.com.</a> It says it all.</div>
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Mousiey -- How can your readers contact you ??</div>
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Dani--Any way really. I am super easy going. FB message, email. Ok I shouldn't say ANY way! LOL! Don't call me on the phone or show up on my doorstep. PLEASE.</div>
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Ok Folks you heard that no phones calls and no sudden visits please.</div>
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Mousiey-- Is there anything else you would like to share with your readers today??</div>
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Dani--Forgotten Treasures: A Second Chance Novel is a clean new adult releasing on Feb. 23rd. You can add it on Goodreads now!</div>
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Mousiey...Thank you ever so much for taking your time being with us today. I have enjoyed having you with me . Remember folks ,Dani Harts books Forgotten Treasure will be available everywhere on Feb. 23rd. Check out her website to see her other books available now. Thank you Dani</div>
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Dani--. It's been great!!</div>
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Mousiey has a goody for you all today and it is called "FIRST TASTE" and it is by MIRA BAILEE. Now let me tell you all little a something about amazing and special about this wonderful book. Once you pick it up you will not want to put it<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"> down until you have gobbled up the entire book. This is a very fast read, one that you will get wrapped up in .<br /><br />TITLE FIRST TASTE<br />AUTHOR MIRA BAILEE<br />GENRE ROMANCE CHIC LIT<br />RELEASE DATE NOVEMBER 2014<br /><br />I rec'd and ARC of FIRST TASTE from the author Mira Bailee, in exchange for an honest opinion. This is mousieys very honest opinion of her fantastic an amazing read!! OMG YOU HAVE TO READ THIS HOT BOOK!! Ms Bailee has out done herself with this one!! YOU HAVE TO GET YOUR COPY OF IT AND JOIN THE LUST LIST!!<br />She has a way with writing that makes her characters jump right off the page and come to life. This story is about a young women who is trying to over come an obsession of always using alarms on her phone to make sure she is is not late for anything. She is so hooked that she has an alarm for everything! It all started from her arriving late home one day and finding her brother had been murder. She thinks if she had been on time he would be alive. Olivia goes on a job interview and at first she is told that she doesn't have the job but then the man's boss comes in an hires her anyway. So now she is working as a party planner for the family. Even though the man she is suppose to be assisting doesn't want her working for him. But bad boy Devon Stone sure does. He likes her - there is something different about Olivia -fresh an new. That is drawing her to him.He wants to get to know her. Olivia is working for his family -planning a party for his father . As the Senior Mr Stone is going to announce his retirement.During the course of the planning they start ti get to know each other Olivia keeps running from him telling him that it will not work out between them as they come from different worlds, Devon says it will. But will she give them a chance at love ?? This book is a must read by all!! It is the first book in the series by Ms Bailee. And I so look forward to reading more of her wonderful books and more of Stone brother's- Devon & Kaiden. I recommend this book for everyone. Mouisey gives it a 49 out of 5 stars, NOW RUN AN GET YOUR COPY TODAY!!!</span></div>
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