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Firebolt

The
Dragonian Series

Book
One

Adrienne
Woods

Genre: YA
Fantasy

Publisher: Fire
Quill Publishing

Dragons. Right.
Teenage girls don't believe in fairy tales, and sixteen-year old Elena Watkins
was no different.

Until the night
a fairy tale killed her father.

Now Elena's in a
new world, and a new school. The cutest guy around may be an evil dragon, a
Prince wants Elena's heart, and a long dead sorcerer may be waking up to kill
her. Oh. And the only way Elena's going to graduate is on the back of a dragon
of her own.

Teenage girls
don't believe in fairy tales. Now it's time for Elena to believe - in herself.

Thunderlight

The
Dragonian Series

Book
Two

Adrienne
Woods

Vibrant, scale
swathed wings… Abilities that can be harnessed by a chosen few… Dragons…

All this may
seem like old news, but for seventeen year-old Elena Watkins the world of
Paegeia is not finished revealing all its secrets. During a summer break
intended for relaxation, she discovers that her harrowing adventure to retrieve
the King of Lion sword wasn’t the destiny foretold by the cryptic Viden, a
dragon with the ability to see a person’s true fate. The words inked onto the
page of the mysterious Book of Shadows remains black and Elena must return to
Dragonia Academy to discover their true meaning.

Upon her return
to the magnificent castle she has to face a challenge of a different kind,
keeping her boyfriend Lucian McKenzie, the Prince of Tith and love of her life,
away from the dangerous new student, Paul Sutton. As a Wyvern, Paul has made it
his mission to claim Elena as his rider but he is proving to be more perilous
than at first glance.

Everyone knew
that Wyverns were bad news, and just as evil as the darkness that lurked inside
Blake Leaf, the Rubicon forced to fight against his inner nature every day. But
Elena can see a small light lurking in the darkness, a destiny still
unfulfilled; to prove that Wyverns can be claimed.

Will Lucian’s
dark secret about Wyverns and Elena’s need to prove their true nature cause
their love to be torn apart? And which of Elena’s friends will be sacrificed
this time if she is wrong?

Frostbite

The
Dragonian Series

Book
Three

Adrienne
Woods

Losing Lucian
McKenzie, the Prince of her heart and discovering her true identity has made
Elena Watkins' life almost unbearable. However, new trials will test the 17
year-old's strength and push her to limits she didn’t think were possible.

Only a
mysterious offer from Blake Leaf, the Rubicon and a dragon predestined for
evil, reveals there may be a light at the end of Elena’s dark tunnel.

With the life
she thought she knew crashing down around her, Elena will have to face a
monumental decision about the fate of Paegeia. She can either make peace with
Blake’s demands or try once again to unravel the Queen’s secrets that lie deep
within her dragon, Tanya La Frey’s, heart.

The third heart
pounding novel in The Dragonian Series by Adrienne Woods

Moonbreeze

The
Dragonian Series

Book
Four

Adrienne
Woods

The life or a
star-studded royal has not been kind to eighteen-year-old Elena Watkins. With a
Council breathing down her neck and a dragon that refuses to accept her as his
rider, she must convince everyone that she is ready to rule Paegeia like her
parents before her. But she has made a promise to her father, King Albert, that
she will not go looking for him and free the people of Etan. Elena has promised
to never truly fulfill her destiny. However, situations out of her control will
soon force her to confront herself and the evil that seeks to destroy her.
Elena must look inside of herself to discover if she can defeat the approaching
darkness, be accepted by the people of Paegeia, bring her dragon back to light
and fulfill the destiny written in their stars.

Starlight

The
Dragonian Series

Book
Five

Adrienne
Woods

In the Fifth and
final part of the Dragonian Series, eighteen-year-old Elena Watkins and her
dragon, the Rubicon, need to find the missing ingredients in order to free her
father from Etan.

But what could
the missing ingredient be?

And will she be
willing to sacrifice her life if they don't find it before time runs out?

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About
the Author:

I live in South
Africa with my husband and two beautiful daughters where I write full time. The
Dragonian series is my debut novels and Dream Casters is my second series with
book two getting ready for release.

I love life, cherish every special second of it and live my dream.

Website: http://www.authoradriennewoods.com

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Wilder by Lena North Blitz

YA Paranormal Romance/Urban Fantasy

Date Published: 12/14/2016

Wilder’s wonderful grandfather is dead, and so is her mother, but Grandpa Willy gives her one final gift in his will – the knowledge that her father is only her step-father.

Once she meets Hawker, the scary man who turns out to be her real dad, her life takes an unexpected turn. She finds out about a heritage she never knew she had, and secrets from the past are uncovered as she fights to save her part of the world from destruction.

And then there’s Mac, with his green eyes and a soft voice that flows through her like sweet honey. He’s there to help Wilder when she needs it the most, and as she struggles with how to fit into the group of people around her dad - having Mac in her life becomes more important with every bad thing that happens.

“Wilder” is the first in the Birds of a Feather series and a spin-off from the Dreughan trilogy. It’s set in modern time and can be read stand-alone.

Excerpt

“Let him go, Wilder,” a deep, gravelly voice rumbled.

Slowly, I turned my head to the side and realized immediately that I had been so very wrong. My father was not a fat loser of a drunk sitting in a corner drinking cheap whiskey.

My father was a tall, scary man with long, pitch black hair and tattoos slithering down his arms from under a tight t-shirt that showed off a lean muscular body. I realized another mistake I'd made. I'd thought that he wouldn't know who I was since I didn't look at all like my mother, but the man in front of me would recognize me anywhere because, except for the color of our hair, I looked just like him. It was like looking at a weird mirror where my face stared back at me from a man much older than me. He seemed calm, unnervingly so, but the two men at his sides were scowling angrily. At me? Or at the drunken man on the floor?

“I'll deal with Doug. Let him go now,” he ordered calmly.

“Shit,” the man beneath me whispered. “You're Wilder?”

“Shut up, Doug,” one of the two men flanking my father said quietly.

Slowly, I let go of the man, and he scrambled to his feet quickly, cowering as he approached the three men standing side by side, hands on their hips.

“I'm sorry, had no clue, wouldn't have -”

My father's eyes flicked to the side, one eyebrow went up slightly, but then he looked back at me. This was clearly an order because one of the men immediately moved over, grabbed Doug's arm and led him away.

“Willy's gone then?”

At first, I was surprised by the question, but then I understood. Willy had known this man. And he'd known him well enough to share the contents of his will, had told him that I'd know the truth once he was gone.

“Yeah,” I whispered hoarsely.

“Do you know who I am?”

I stared at him. Did he think I was stupid? Slowly, I pulled off my sunglasses and stretched them out in the general direction of where I thought Mickey would be. He took them, and when he did, he squeezed my hand a little. This calmed me down, and I raised my chin, holding my father's eyes. Eyes that were the same freakishly yellow color as my own.

“I buried my grandfather and my mother this morning. Then I went to the attorney's office and heard how Paolo Fratinelli became the owner of everything except our ranch and a small house in this village. Next thing, Paolo told me that he isn't my father and that I should go to this place to find the man who was. So yeah... It's been one of the worst days of my life. But I know who you are,” I said, slowly and succinctly.

About the Author

The proper way to put it here would probably be to describe how I love to play with our two big dogs, adore my fantastic daughters and how much I love to read.

Another way would be to use my imagination and then I would be a super powerful warrior woman, think Xena the warrior princess (though with less tacky clothes). Or when I think of it, maybe I’m actually more of a Hercule Poirot (sans the suit and moustache). Or maybe I’m like Aragorn, strong and cool and then I might get to meet Gandalf! Or I could be Bella’s pretty cousin and snap Jacob up in a second (yeah, I’m so not team Edward), or wait, maybe I could be like one of them heroines in historical novels who swoon all the time. I’ve always wanted to swoon…

Well, I guess you get how my mind is working (or not working, some say). Anyways, I like to write. Stories, adventures, romantic and happy stuff mixed up with sorrow and hardship, and bit of laughter here and there because the way I see it – life is way too short to go around feeling grumpy.

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Virtual Book Tour: Mexican Hat Trick by T.S. O'Neil

Mexican Hat Trick

by T.S. O’Neil

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GENRE: Contemporary, Action/Adventure

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BLURB:

Mexican Hat Trick reunites Retired Sheriff’s Department Detective turned Private Investigator, Eidetic Eddie Doyle with Former Force Recon Marine, Michael Blackfox, in a rollicking tale of murder, counterfeiting and kidnapping south of the border. A rogue’s gallery of new villains, including a pathological ex-French Foreign Legionnaire, a bloodthirsty drug kingpin, and a conniving corporate attorney, conspire to corner the counterfeit apparel market. Mexican Hat Trick is Florida Glare—south of the border.

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Excerpt One:

Chapter 1 Chewy Mendelevich

Jesus Juan Carlo Rodriguez Mendelevich or Chewy for short was scared. The portly man sweated profusely in the noonday sun. His body generated rivulets of sweat that cascaded down his corpulent frame in continuous flows. Part of the cause was Torreon’s climate; the other was his nervousness. Chewy had scheduled the meeting at Casa Portofino, a restaurant in one of the more upscale and tranquil areas of the city. The neighborhood was a series of walled compounds, behind which sat multi-story villas protected by shotgun-toting security guards. Chewy waited under the blue canopy of the Mediterranean style white stucco building, hoping to see whether the man he was scheduled to meet arrived alone as was agreed. He was expecting a Gringo named Eddie Doyle, an emissary sent by the owner of the clothing company Chewy supplied.

Torreon was a dangerous place—there were over a thousand murders the previous year. Most were drug related as the Zeta cartel called it their territory and home—while other gangs disagreed. It was also the industrial heart of Mexico with much of the manufacturing scattered around the city in a series of walled and guarded industrial parks.

Chewy was the product of a May-September romance between a Jewish immigrant and a Mexican seamstress. His father, Isaac, a talented and well-connected tailor, had fled the Soviet Union in the early fifties. He had served many senior officials within the Communist Party ¬¬—a connection that would save his life. In the aftermath of Stalin’s death, a plot had been discovered to seize power by assassinating select high party officials. A group of Jewish doctors was implicated and vilified. Some were executed, others imprisoned—Isaac had been a non-practicing Jew, but nonetheless was swept up in the purge that followed. He escaped via a connection he had with a Mexican diplomat.

Over the remainder of his life, Isaac Mendelevich had grown a one tailor shop into a lucrative cut & sewn operation that employed over sixty seamstresses. Chewy had neither his father’s patience nor his virtue, but he did have higher aspirations.  

For the past eleven years, Chewy’s company, Estrella de David S.A., had served as a foreign contractor of an American apparel manufacturer. The cloth was cut in El Paso and shipped to his Estrella Fabrica Una in Torreon—he only had one factory, but he could still dream big. His seamstresses rapidly turned the fabric into shirts and pants, he paid them poorly and reaped the reward. He had developed a pretty lucrative gig—the work was good, and Chewy prospered. He lived in a three level walled home outside of town, drove a late model Range Rover, and vacationed in a rented villa in Tuscany.

The Range Rover handled Torreon’s rough streets better than the Ferraris or Lamborghinis he saw in Italy—still, the Rover was not as stylish. He was originally pissed when he found out the Chinese had copied the storied vehicle and sold the counterfeit version, called the Landwind X7 for half the price of the original. But that anger gave way to grudging admiration after he involved himself in a similar pursuit.

Chewy dated the better-looking members of his staff—oblivious to the warning about fishing from the company pier—apparently, there is no similar expression in Spanish. The work was lucrative but limited. He often finished the entire consignment that the North American manufacturer shipped him in record time, which left him with an idle factory. He had plans for an early retirement to his own villa in Italy or along the Spanish Coast, and that took serious money.

Before his current girlfriend, Angelina, came to work for him—she had been employed for a short time in a factory stitching counterfeit shirts. The shirts were such good quality that they were often sold in the same retail shops that sold originals. She liked the work—the factory was in an old warehouse close to her home, the pay was in dollars, and they fed her lunch. Sure the work was hard—twelve hour days using old sewing machines, learning the strange stitching design and getting yelled at when she screwed something up, but they let her bring home the leftover tamales, and they paid her each day in currency.

On her one month anniversary a team from the Prosecutor’s Office arrived—all dressed in black military-style uniforms and carrying automatic weapons. The two Mexican Americans running the factory were summarily arrested—cuffed and stuffed as the gringos say, and carted off in a detention vehicle, not doubt to the infamous Gómez Palacio prison.

The gringos’ arrests left a vacuum in the market and after some subtle inquiries, Chewy filled it with a vigor. He now produced a regular run of clothing, in this case, a trademark known as Mountain Man (MM) and then produced a second line of high-quality fakes. The clothing line had a distinctive trademark—an inch high double M with crossed legs. The patterns were the same, and much of the output was repurposed seconds or new jeans made with locally bought denim. The quality of his counterfeits was high enough to fool the trademark inspectors and even some of the manufacturer’s investigators.

They filled a container of legitimate product for which Mountain Man’s in-country manager paid in cash a sum that was both gratifying and underwhelming. His shop floor otherwise idle, he would put his seamstresses to work with remnants and leftover sundries, to turn out another line of high-quality counterfeits. He knew others were doing the same. The fake jeans went straight into a shipping container that arrived on a regular basis—he assumed they were exported as he never saw them in the ‘Tianguis’ or local flea markets.

Chewy was initially happy. That together with what he was earning in regular work meant he was garnering over one-half million dollars a year. Still, it was not enough. The villa in Italy that he wanted costs over two and one-half million dollars and his prolific use of cocaine, 100% agave aged Tequila and high-class prostitutes, limited his ability to save. He needed, as the computer geeks say, a killer app—something lucrative enough to put him over the top. Two million dollars would get him there, and he figured that the information he had to share was well worth that price.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

TS O’Neil graduated with Honors from Northeastern University in Boston, Massachusetts with a Degree in Criminal Justice and graduated with High honors from the University of Phoenix with a Master’s in Business Administration in Technology Management.  He served as a Rifleman with the Marine Corps Reserve, an Officer in the Military Police Corps of the United States Army, and retired from the Army of the United States (AUS) as a Lieutenant Colonel in 2012. He is a veteran of Operation Iraqi Freedom. TS is currently employed as a Senior Security Consultant, specializing in Information Security. He lives in Seminole, FL with his beautiful wife, Suzanne.  He has written four books, Tampa Star, Starfish Prime, Mudd’s Luck and Mexican Hat Trick.

All are available on Amazon.com

www.tsoneil.com

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https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7200359.T_S_O_Neil

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Interview with T S O'Neil

Where do you get inspiration for your stories?

Real life. The inspiration for my latest book, Mexcian Hat Trick, came from my experiences as a trademark counterfeit investigator—an occupation I had for about five years after leaving the Army in 1993. I always wanted to write a book about anti-counterfeiting, because it is a very interesting field.  I used to say it’s one of the most fun things you can do with your pants on, but I should probably change that to say it’s the most fun you can have as an adult. Trademark counterfeiting is viewed as an economic crime in most countries, but in others, responsibility for conducting raids falls to the country’s equivalence of the F.B.I. and it can be a pretty dicey business, as Organized Crime is sometimes involved. I wanted to write a novel about the investigators who scrutinize such activates, but I needed to up the ante a little bit by adding some murder and mayhem.

How did you do research for your book? I lived that life for five years, so I didn’t need to do a lot of research. Not much has changed in the game. I know Mexico somewhat as I’ve traveled there for both business and pleasure over the course of the last thirty years.

Do you have another profession besides writing? Yes, I’m a Cyber Security Senior Consultant.

If you could go back in time, where would you go? Well, if we could travel back in time, we would be limited into what time we could safely travel as hygiene didn’t really come into vogue until sometime after the Civil War when Louis Pasteur discovered the tie between disease and germs. So, if you were to journey back anytime prior, you would not be able to eat or drink anything because you would quickly end up with a case of dysentery or worse. Given that, I think it would be interesting to be around after the end of World War II when the country was cheerful and optimistic after defeating the AXIS powers and before entering into the Cold War.

What is your next project? I’m thinking about writing a Science Fiction novel about a dystopian future where the U.S. has fallen, and remains of the government and military are sheltering in a hidden compound somewhere in the Poconos. They are trying to resurrect the government by leaving their compound and rejoining other government elements now located in Alaska.  

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Release day Blitz Luminous Dreams by Alexa Piper

Luminous Dreams

Alexa Piper

Genre: Paranormal Erotica

Publisher: World Weaver Press

Date of Publication:  December 13, 2016

ISBN: 978-0-9977888-5-3

ASIN: B01M7UBG0H

Number of pages: 140

Word Count: 40,000

Book Description:

Relax, close your eyes . . . and dream. Nine tales, nine sensual dreams of enchantment, wanderlust and lovers’ longings, of searching and finding; these dreams tell of birds of fire, curses that lie like bridges between night and day, and hunger for sweet seduction.

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Excerpt
2, from “Phoenix and Styx”:

They consumed the food, all of
it. They drank the wine he’d brought, all of it. By the time they were
finished, the flowers were white-gray ash in their vase, and some small flakes
settled on their heaped dessert spoons. Neither of them minded when they
swallowed the truth of her fire.

Through it all, they did not
talk.

After the meal, she broke the
temple-silence first. “What am I?”

“Old. You are always old, even if
you only show it through a lens of youth. What things you must have wanted to
make you live to such age! You are the thing that always wants to live another
day tomorrow, even if it means death today.”

She licked a flake of ash from
one corner of her lips, dark chocolate from the other. “The world here is so
cold.”

He shrugged. “It feels cold to
you. That’s the feeling of just being alive, of not really living. I can stand
it longer, the monotony of just flowing along, but something like you? You have
to live so hard the passion of it makes you cry.”

Those were the words she needed,
all that came after was kindling. She got up and with one arm sweeping like a
wing, brushed everything off the table, breaking things and throwing noise like
bird calls. She pulled him to his feet with a searing hand wrapped around the
collar of his shirt and her lips on his mouth—she would have branded him if not
for his cooler water nature.

He flowed around her—his arms and
lips encircled her, and he pushed her down on the table as if it was a place
for sacrifice.

“And now you are fire,” he said
and pushed her skirt up her thighs only to see it burn off her skin, just like
the blouse she was wearing, revealing more skin that tasted like the sun.
Nimbly, like the water that he was, he shed his clothes before her heat could
burn them away.

About the Author:

Alexa Piper enjoys writing, romance, and the paranormal. This said, becoming a paranormal romance writer seemed perfectly reasonable, but for Alexa, it is more than that; it's fun. Alexa’s work has appeared in the anthologies Demons, Imps, and Incubi and The Naughty List. Luminous Dreams is Alexa's first collection, and she hopes her readers will have as much fun reading it as she had writing it. Check out Alexa’s online home (alexapiper.com) for all things related to her writing and be sure to follow her on Twitter @prowlingpiper.

Website: http://www.alexapiper.com/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/ProwlingPiper

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/14017396.Alexa_Piper

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A Harmless Little Plan by Meli Raine blitz

A Harmless Little Plan
Meli Raine
(Harmless, #3)
Publication date: December 13th 2016
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense

Turns out there was a second video from that awful night four years ago. Mine wasn’t the only tape.

Too bad mine wasn’t the worst.

Drew can’t protect me no matter how hard he tries, but the roles are flipped now. I have to help him, but I’m not wired that way. Not anymore. That one night changed me more than anyone knows.

More than anyone could predict.

Three men think they’re above the law. They’re right.

But I’m willing to go beneath the law to make sure they never harm anyone else. Their threats don’t scare me.

When you have nothing left to lose because someone took it all away, you create the most dangerous creature imaginable.

Me.

Game over.

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A Harmless Little Plan is the final in this political thriller/romantic suspense trilogy by USA Today bestselling author Meli Raine. This series includes:

A Harmless Little Game

A Harmless Little Ruse

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EXCERPT:

“Okay,” I concede. “You win. Why me? Why are you doing this?” It takes so much control not to cry, or whine. The slight shake in my voice is pretty damn understandable, given the circumstances. Every muscle I have, including my lungs, keeps tightening, as if making them smaller will make me less likely to be hurt.

Not possible.

John shrugs. Shrugs.

“It’s nothing personal.”

I cough, choking on a universe-sized dose of incredulity. Nothing personal? This is nothing personal? A thousand responses flood my mind but I’m not rational, so none of them come out.

“Don’t you have a game or something? I thought baseball players didn’t get days off during the season.”

He pretends his shoulder hurts, rubbing it while pursing his lips in a pretend pout. “Perfectly-timed injury,” he says, adding a smile that doesn’t meet his eyes. “I have three days with nothing to do.” He leans in, his hand stroking my jaw. I close my eyes but don’t jerk away. “I get to do you,” he whispers, his breath filled with moisture, like he’s licking my face although it’s just air.

My ribs cave in on themselves, tensing so hard I’m afraid they’ll crack, my belly clenching.

I can’t let go. Can’t relax. I start to shiver. I can’t control it. My bladder threatens to let go. Suddenly, I’m ten feet away from my body, because really, what else can my caged mind do?

I’m in hell.

People do whatever it takes not to be in hell. We have a biological drive to survive. It goes beyond the body.

Speaking of the body, I remember the microchip. A whimper comes out of my nose. Tears fill the back of my throat, hot and salty, thickening. I nearly gag but control myself, a sob trying to work its way out.

If nothing else, they’ll find my body. Drew’s chip gives me that relief.

Unless they cut my hand off.

The helicopter cuts a sharp right, angling down, and because they didn’t buckle me in, I roll into the door. John thumps against me, his hip digging into my butt. His body is tight and physically radiates heat that makes me nauseated. I can’t stand having him breathing in my hair, his hands on my ribs as the helicopter rights and he pretends to need to touch me to sit up.

Why pretend? I have no power. He can do anything he wants to me right now.

The thought makes the world go wavy, white dots filling my vision.

Oh, no.

Author Bio:

Meli Raine writes romantic suspense with hot bikers, intense undercover DEA agents, bad boys turned good, and Special Ops heroes — and the women who love them.

Meli rode her first motorcycle when she was five years old, but she played in the ocean long before that. She lives in New England with her family.

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Book Blast for I, Erogenous Jones by Candy Caine

I, Erogenous Jones: (The Life and Loves of Ariel Jones. Vol 1)

by Candy Caine

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GENRE: Erotic Romance

(IR & BWWM)

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BLURB:

Sometimes Ariel Jones' sexual adventures get her into trouble. Real trouble. But she determines to just chalk this up to experience and move on down the road to the next adventure. She will not be tied down by marriage. Too much heartache. Too little freedom. But when she meets her match, she has to reassess. Because he's to die for and he's got his own agenda.

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Excerpt One:

“It’s true you know, and I had to confess,” he said, “you are such a beautiful woman.”

I could feel the heat rising into my face as his words made me feel a little uncomfortable. It should be Ray sitting with me and telling me that.

“I just love looking at you.”

I took another long sip of my wine, wishing the piano player would return. I felt guiltier and guiltier the longer I sat there. He did a few minutes later and I had just about drained my glass. The pianist began to play romantic songs and a few couples got up to dance.

Jozef took my hand in his. “Come. Now we dance.”

He led me to the dance floor and held me close. I could feel the heat from his body, which pleasantly warmed mine. The scent of his aftershave was pleasing, as well. We moved slowly to the music as he nuzzled my neck. I knew this was wrong and tried to rationalize my actions, but found it hard to string my thoughts together. I had my eyes closed for several moments while we danced, but when I opened them, the things around us began to go in and out of focus. I wondered if I’d downed the wine too quickly and it went to my head. I tried to talk, but had problems forming the words. Despite that, Jozef smiled and we continued to dance a little longer. However, when I could no longer follow him and began to trip over his feet, he said, “Time to leave.”

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Whether she’s writing a short story or novel, Candy Caine will make her interracial romances hot and spicy. Always striving to entertain her readers, Candy tries to breathe life into her characters by running them past her husband, Robert--which often makes life interesting in their new home in Arizona.

Candy loves to hear from her readers. You can reach her at candy@candycaine.com.

Visit her website at www.candycaine.com and find her books on Amazon, B&N,

MyRomanceStory.com and wherever books are sold.

https://www.facebook.com/CandyCaineAuthor

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I, Erogenous Jones:https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01N752RG2

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