Excerpt Monday – Wilde Blue by Susan Hayes


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Dani Moore barely escaped her abusive marriage. Six years later, she just wants to raise her little girl in peace. When she learns that her ex-husband is out on early parole, she goes into hiding, adopting a new name and starting a new life far away from the man who tried to kill her.

Detective David Wilde learned the hard way that romance and police work don’t mix, at least not for him. Since his divorce, he’s kept his heart closed off and his focus on the job. For Dave, being a cop isn’t only a career, it’s a way of life that defines every choice he makes…until he meets Dani.

Hired as the new cook at his family’s bar and grill, Dani’s a sweet and sexy package that brings light and color back into Dave’s life. When that light is threatened by Dani’s past, Dave will do whatever it takes to protect what’s his.

Can two battle-scarred hearts find the strength to love again, or will an act of revenge destroy their future before they’ve even begun?

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Dave had stopped pretending that he didn’t desire her. There wasn’t any point in continuing to deny it. Refusing to admit something was true didn’t make it any less real, and it was past the time he faced the truth. He wanted Dani.

Now came the hard part, remembering how the hell to open himself up to another human being. Being alone was easier, but from the moment he’d felt the warmth of her touch being alone stopped being an option. At least, it stopped being one he would accept. He’d never failed to achieve a goal once he’d set his mind to it. He wanted Dani and her little girl in his life, so he’d find a way to make it happen.

He cleared the table, then wandered into the kitchen, earning himself the evil eye from the cook for entering her domain. He knew the look well. It was the same one his mother directed at anyone who dared to set foot in her kitchen when she was cooking.

“I know, I’m in the way.” He threw up his hands and grinned at her as he took a step backward. “Could you point me in the direction of the silverware drawer?”

Her eyes widened and she stared at him in bemused silence for a moment before pointing to a drawer to his left. “In there.”

He retrieved cutlery for them both and went to lay the table, only to find her still staring at him. “Something wrong?”

“I’m just not used to anyone offering help. I swear my brother Thomas doesn’t know where the cutlery drawer is in my parents’ house.”

He shrugged and went back to the task at hand. “Mom was determined to instill manners in all of her boys. Since I’m the oldest, I had the strictest upbringing. It sucked, but at least I learned a few useful things, like how to set the table for someone kind enough to cook me dinner.”

“Remind me to thank your mom next time I see her and to find out how she did it. Casey protests every time I try to get her to do something to help around here. Like the dishes all weigh five hundred pounds and she’s physically incapable of putting her shoes away.”

Dave laughed. “I said she was determined. I didn’t say she was entirely successful. Tag’s a total slob, and Benji can’t do laundry to save his life. I’m not much of a cook, and Nicky…let’s just say he’s had some interesting career choices and is probably the main reason Mom’s hair turned gray. At least, that’s the story I’m going with.”

Dani was smiling as she came around the counter, carrying two plates laden with bacon and a perfectly folded omelet. “So that’s why you’ve been around Leo’s so much? You’ve been avoiding cooking for yourself.”

He pulled out her chair for her, summoning up manners he hadn’t used in years. “That’s part of it, yes. Can you blame me? You’re a hell of a chef, Dani.”

He waited for her to sit, then leaned over so that his mouth brushed the shell of her ear and he was breathing in her delicate scent as he finally made his confession. “But then I got to know you and Casey better, and that changed. I’ve been coming to Leo’s to see you, sunshine. It just took me awhile to admit it.”

He hadn’t intended to say anything yet. He certainly hadn’t planned on kissing her, but when Dani turned her head toward him, instinct took over. He claimed her mouth with his, savoring the silken warmth of her lips. He shifted to the side of her chair, cupping her cheek with one hand as he drew her in closer, craving more of her touch.

Her lips parted beneath his and a low moan vibrated against his mouth as she kissed him back. She reached up and twisted her fingers into the collar of his shirt, pulling him even closer. And with that small action, she broke the last of his control. It had been too long since he’d held a woman. Too many nights spent alone. The walls he’d built to keep the world at bay came crashing down, only to be washed away in a flood of carnal need.

He stood, drawing her up with him until he could pull her into his arms and hold her properly, their bodies crushed together and her soft curves molded against him. He kissed her again, slipping his tongue into her mouth to dance with hers. She reached up with her free hand to touch his face, stroking her fingers through his hair.

They clung to each other for one immeasurable moment with their mouths mated and their bodies intertwined. This was heaven, or as close to it as he’d ever been. Her scent surrounded him and her taste was in his mouth, branding his senses. She was as lost to their attraction as he was, her kisses as demanding, her hands moving over him as she explored his body.

By the time he lifted his head, his cock was throbbing in time to his pounding heart. He didn’t move far, just enough to put a few inches of space between their lips. When he looked down at her, she was staring back with eyes still dark with passion.

He opened his mouth to say something. To apologize for kissing her without permission, but before he could say anything, her kiss-swollen lips parted into a smile.

“And here I’d finally convinced myself that you weren’t interested in me,” she murmured, still smiling up at him.

“Surprise,” he said, then grinned back at her. She was so damned beautiful it took his breath away. She was also strong, smart, and brave.

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Fridays Featured Cover Art ~ Verde Bianco Rosso by Billy London


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Widow. Sister. Mother. All those labels hung from Emmanuella Harrison, like the ‘A’ of shame. After so many years of playing it straight, she’d forgotten who the real Ella was. Sometimes, whenever she managed to make the severe Durante Da Canaveze smile, the sparkle of the woman she’d been a long time ago ignited in her. But the Mother label needed to be first and foremost. No messing around with sexy farmers. Farmers! Just farmers. None of that. All right, maybe a little bit of messing around. The tip doesn’t count.

The moment Ella drifted into Tuscany, Durante started to doubt the wisdom of his years of self-imposed solitude. With every teasing grin, backless dress and playful conversation, he fell more and more deeply under her spell. As dazzled as he is by her, Durante is convinced his history is enough to not deserve anyone, let alone someone like Ella.

And yet, without the labels, without the barriers, without being afraid of what may be, no two people will ever be as perfect for each other.

The penultimate story in the Italian Knights Series is all about blunt children, loud mouthed opinionated, family members, redemption in farming olives and how love can make one forgive even the most off-key of voices.

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Fridays Featured Cover Art – Race for Love by Nana Malone


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Up and coming racecar driver, Kisima Jennings, is all alone in the world and that’s exactly how she likes it. Who has time for family or friends? She has to keep the pedal to the floor before the career she’s worked so hard for goes up in smoke. But when a near-fatal crash jeopardizes her future, she’s forced to lean on someone for the first time in her life.

As a star athletic trainer, Derek Donovan has always kept his eyes on the prize, never letting personal entanglements come between him and his dream of being head trainer for the New Orleans Jaguars—until one misstep costs him everything. Now he’s starting over, but with a client as tempting as Kisima, is he destined to repeat the mistakes of his past?

Will the Race for Love trump the race for their futures, or can Kisima and Derek both find the success they’re longing for in each other’s arms?

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Excerpt Monday ~ Still In Love by Delaney Diamond


Blurb ~

Three years ago, Nadine Alesini divorced her husband and left Buenos Aires with her daughter in tow. Now she’s back and forced to spend time with the man she left behind.

Cortez Alesini long ago accepted that his music career aided in the demise of his marriage. So he didn’t expect that he and Nadine would spend passionate nights together while she’s back in his country, causing them to question if they gave up too soon. But the reappearance of someone from his past immediately causes friction, and may destroy any chance they have at a true reconciliation.

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They both fell silent.

“Would you ever consider moving back?” He spoke even slower than usual, his words a bit slurred.

She eyed his glass. “How much have you had to drink?”

“Not as much as Gustavo.”

“That’s not saying much.” He laughed, and she hazarded a grin. As big as Gustavo was, he was always the first to get drunk. Benita and Carlos would have quite a struggle getting him up the stairs to bed tonight.

“Would you move back?” Cortez pressed, his face inscrutable.

“You’ve had too much to drink.”

“I’m not drunk.” Emotion radiated from his eyes. “Answer the question.”

“Don’t do this.” Her heart started racing.

“Do what?”

“You’re trying to force an answer out of me.”

“What are you afraid of?”


“Was it so terrible?” he asked, softly. He lifted a hand, about to touch her cheek or her hair, so close that only a sliver of air separated them.

“I left, didn’t I?”

The question stopped him mid-motion. His fingers crumbled into a fist and his face became shuttered.

Nadine turned away. “Didn’t we hurt each other enough? Let’s not do this.”

He didn’t respond right away. The beat of the music and the sounds of laughter and conversation around the patio filled her ears.

“You’re right,” he said tersely.

With the flick of a wrist, Cortez tossed his glass against the back wall. It shattered into a dozen pieces, and Nadine flinched, jarred by the manifestation of his anger. She remained rooted to the spot, watching his stiff back as he disappeared into the house.

Other than a few heads turned in their direction, no one else noticed what he’d done, or the remnants of wine sliding down the cream-colored brick like drops of blood.

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Fridays Featured Cover Art – Until The End Of Time by Nikki Winter


Blurb ~

Sansone Sultana has a problem. A problem that stands just a few scant inches over 5 feet and carries his surname. 3 years into a marginally unholy matrimony and his wife is on the warpath for a baby; a baby that he’s all too happy to oblige her with. However, there seems to be a bit of a hiccup in their plans. Mother Nature isn’t feeling particularly forthcoming with the creation of life using–what he considers to be–the perfect blend of their genes. With every failed pregnancy test, Nyssa’s quiet resilience transforms into a frightening determination that quickly makes him feel as though he’s nothing more than a walking reproductive organ in her eyes. When things begin to spiral in their bedroom he decides that a plan of action must be thought out and executed. Said plan has one thick, black bottom line–showing Nyssa that sex simply for pleasure is a still a thing while reminding her that he’s more than capable of delivering.

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Excerpt Monday ~ Every Breath You Take by Eve Vaughn


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Matt stood up, taking her hand in his. Brandi shivered; she felt that same spark she had felt when they had first shaken hands. Snatching her hand from his she backed away.

“Umm, you know what, Matt? I think I should head out.”

Disappointment seemed to wash over his face. Damned if she didn’t want to throw her arms around him.

“What’s wrong? At least let me give you the tour first. I’ll make it the quick tour.”

There was something in his eyes that she just couldn’t say no to. “Okay, but after that, I need to run.”

He gave her a dazzling smile. “Great. Follow me.” He took her hand in his again. This time, she didn’t try to release herself.

His house was really something else. It was hard to believe that people actually lived like this. As they went from room to room, she made polite comments. The house was beautiful but it was missing a little soul. She and Derrick had made do on their combined salaries, but as a cop Derrick didn’t make much, and they had had two young children.

They stopped when they reached the first room at the top of the stairs. “This is my bedroom. I will understand if you don’t want to see it.”

“I don’t mind.”

“Are you sure?”

“Of course. It’s not like you’re going to try something, right?” She laughed, but in the back of her mind, she wondered how she would react if he were to make a move on her.

He opened the door, and she had to cover her mouth. It looked like a tropical nightmare. There were tall potted plants all over the room, a leopard-print bedspread, and scenes from a rain forest painted on the walls. “Pretty cheesy, huh?” he smiled sheepishly.

“If you don’t mind my being so blunt, it is a little over the top,” she admitted.

“I’m not sure what was going through Matth– my mind when I had this decorated.”

Unable to contain herself any longer, she cracked up. He smiled at her with an indefinable expression in his eyes. “You have a great laugh.” He stood in front of her.

Brandi stopped laughing. She looked up into his eyes and this time his expression came through loud and clear. Desire.

“Matt –”

“Please don’t say it. I know what you must be thinking, but I didn’t bring you into my bedroom to hit on you.”

“I know you didn’t.”

“Yet, I see the wariness in your eyes. You don’t have to be frightened of me. I would never do anything that you didn’t want, but I really have to get something off my chest.”

“What?” She knew they were treading on dangerous ground.

“At Parents’ Night, when we saw each other, there was an instant attraction. Don’t deny it! I saw it in your eyes.”

“We shouldn’t be having this conversation. I’m engaged to be married.” She turned to leave, but he grabbed her arm and spun her back toward him.

“Do you love him?” Matt demanded.

“You have no right to ask me that. Now, I will thank you to take your damn hands off me so I can leave.”

“Why are you pretending that you’re not attracted to me, too?” he demanded.

“I don’t even know you!” she protested, trying to pull her arm out of his grasp.

“That can be remedied.” And with that he tugged her into his arms. His mouth crashed down on hers with a hungry desperation that took her breath away. Brandi was stunned at first. She tried to twist away from him, but her body betrayed her. She felt tension build up from the pit of her stomach. His tongue thrust forward and her lips instinctively parted, allowing him to deepen the kiss.

Matt’s hand gently cupped her face and Brandi felt herself melting against him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, returning his kiss, matching it with an intensity of her own. Her nipples stiffened against the hard wall of his chest. Her pussy clenched, aching for his touch.

As if sensing her need, he cupped her ass in his hands, lifting her up against him, his mouth never leaving hers. She could feel the hardness of his cock grinding against her, and it was driving her crazy. Before she realized it, her back was against the wall and Matt’s body was pressed against hers.

He ripped his mouth away from hers to place hot kisses against her throat. Brandi’s fingers threaded though his dark red hair.

“Oh, God, Brandi. You have no idea how much I’ve missed this,” he muttered against her neck. What did he say? She couldn’t think about it right now. The feel of his hands roaming over her body drove all rational thought away.

Matt’s hands went under her blouse and Brandi cried out in pleasure as he squeezed and kneaded the sensitive mounds. “Oh,” she moaned as he lowered his head to nibble on her earlobe. Her body trembled as he kissed her behind her ear. Somehow Matt knew exactly where and how to touch her. She felt like jelly beneath his expert hands. While one hand fondled her breasts, his other hand fumbled with the button of her jeans.

Brandi knew she should have told him to stop, but she couldn’t; she was too damn horny. When he slid his hand inside her damp panties and cupped her throbbing pussy, she thought she would lose her mind. His fingers glided against her slick, swollen entrance.

She pleaded as he squeezed her labia, “Yes, oh, please.” But he didn’t touch her where she wanted it the most.

“You like that, honey?”


“Good. I like touching you like this. You’re so hot, Brandi; hot for me.”

Brandi could only nod, not trusting herself to speak.

“I want you to tell me, Brandi.” His green gaze was insistent.

“I can’t,” she whispered. In the back of her mind she knew this wasn’t right, but her body was telling her otherwise.

“Yes, you can.” He gave her a knowing smile as his middle finger slid between her folds, touching her clit.

Brandi gasped. Holy shit, what was this man doing to her? Matt rolled the blood-engorged button between his thumb and forefinger. The exquisite torture made her yearn for more. She wanted his fingers inside her, stretching the walls of her needy cunt.

His lips lightly brushed her. “Brandi, you’re so sweet. Let me make love to you,” he whispered.

She moaned her acquiescence. There was nothing she wanted more at this moment than to be with him. Matt wasted no time in carrying her to the king-sized bed, laying down her in the middle. He stood over her, looking at her with unashamed passion. When he sat down next to her, his thumb glided gently over her bottom lip, before sliding it into her mouth. She could taste herself on the probing digit. The flavor of her on his finger was delicious. Oh, how she wanted this man.

She quivered helplessly as he pulled the jeans down from her hips. When she was free of them, he slid down the length of her body. Matt planted kisses on her belly, and Brandi could feel her insides go soft. His kisses were making her lose all rational thought.

“You’re so beautiful. I can’t believe you’re here with me,” he whispered against her heated skin.

Matt dipped his tongue in her navel and Brandi moaned again. She threaded her fingers through his hair. She squirmed at the delicious sensations his tongue was creating. His tongue traced patterns on her skin as she oohed and ahhed in delight. The way he touched her, held her, and kissed her felt so familiar. It almost seemed like he knew exactly what to do to make her melt for him.

“Matt, that feels so good.”
“It’s not as good as I’m going to make you feel,” he muttered.

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Excerpt Monday ~ Seduced By Chocolate by Celia Kyle


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Charlene owns Charly’s Chocolate Factory, where she produces premier sexual favors in all kinds of chocolate flavors. She loves her small chocolate shop and business is booming. If only she had a little somethin’ somethin’ to share her life with…

Linc manages the Dewitt building for the owners and has been charged with his most distasteful task yet. Get Charly’s Chocolate Factory out, or he gets fired. And it’s not just the chocolate that he loves at the shop, but the chocolate-flavored beauty who runs the store as well. The attraction is undeniable. Especially one night when he wanders into the store to find Charlene mixing up her chocolate, the sweet flavors blending and coating her luscious skin. He just can’t wait to lick it off. Lick it all off.

Publisher’s Note: This book was previously released with another publisher under the title “Charly’s Chocolate Factory”.

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Linc had been avoiding his visit to Charly’s Chocolate Factory for three days, five hours and thirty-seven minutes. No, he glanced at his watch, make that thirty-eight minutes.

Standing outside the shop, he glared at the displays of Luscious Lips, lip-shaped confections, and Cherry Berries, nipple-shaped chocolate-covered cherries, all of which had been deemed inappropriate by the building’s new owners. Every item in Charly’s was somehow lewd, crude, and sensually delicious.

He didn’t know from personal experience, of course, but all of the women in the office raved about her Peanut Penises, peanut sprinkled penis shaped candies…the peanuts, naturally, outlined the, ahem, head area. He wasn’t a prude. Truly. But he usually preferred his bedroom toys to stay in the bedroom where they belonged.

Well, there was no way around it. Charly, in all her confectioner’s glory, was headed for the streets. No lease renewal, no extension, nothing. At the end of the month, she was getting the boot.

With a sigh, he tugged on the front door, the bell ringing at his entrance. A young man wiped the tables while a woman counted down the till at the counter.

“Uh, sorry, sir, but we’re closed.” The young man sounded unsure, tentative, as if Linc would rip his head off for speaking.

He didn’t look that scary, did he? He admitted that his size worked to intimidate some, but he’d never tried to strong arm anyone. “I’m looking for Charly. It’s a personal matter.”

“Oh.” The man blushed. “Charly’s in the back, working on tomorrow’s orders. Go on through.”

With a nod, Linc did as instructed, weaving his way around the tables and upended chairs while heading toward the sign that read “Employees Only.” Once behind the curtain that cordoned off the bakery from the customer’s area, Linc froze.

Back there, hiding behind the curtain, was a woman of amazing beauty. She had shoulder length black hair done up in teeny tiny braids. Her skin was the color of smooth milk chocolate. From the side he could see her light brown eyes sparkling as she mixed up a batch of some sort of chocolate confection, the mixture almost matching her skin. Her nose was pert, tipped up at the end, and her lips were the color of ripe berries, full and luscious and infinitely kissable.

Linc’s gaze traveled further south, admiring the generous swell of her breasts, the tucked in line of her waist and the flare of her hips as she turned away from him. Her bottom was round and plump, perfect for grabbing and pounding into. Just plain perfect. Everything about her screamed “fuck me, hard and fast,” yet at the same time, whispered “be gentle.” He couldn’t decide how he wanted her first.

His cock throbbed and ached in his four-hundred-dollar slacks, letting him know how much he wanted this black beauty. He wanted, no, needed, her more than his next breath, needed her like he needed life. He remained still, watching as she poured ingredient after ingredient into the large double boiler on the enormous stove, mixing something that smelled heavenly and probably tasted even better. She dipped her finger into the mixture and licked off the chocolate that coated the tip. How he wanted to be that finger, that chocolate, anything to get into her mouth and relish the taste of her sweetness. She had to taste sweet and sultry and exotic. No woman could look as luscious as she did without tasting like chocolate and sunshine.

Her hips swayed to the beat of her song, moving to the music she created. His cock ached, wanted him to sidle up to her, scoot behind and grind his dick against her voluptuous ass. He belonged there, with her, next to her, by her side.

Never had he felt such a punch of lust in his gut—like he just had to sink inside a woman, this woman, right now. There was something about her, something that made him primal and wanting and protective all at once. He wondered if there was something going on between this woman and that young man out in the eatery. Didn’t matter. She’d be his before the night ended. And considering that it was already after eleven, he needed to get a move on.

He cleared his throat. “Excuse me?”

She squeaked and dropped her spoon into the chocolate she’d been mixing. “Shit. Just one sec.”

He heard footsteps behind him and he turned his attention to the young woman shoving the curtain aside. “Night, Charly. See ya tomorrow.”

Charly. Of course. The woman he had to have, at any cost, was Charly, owner of Charly’s Chocolate Factory. And he’d been ordered to evict her.

Well, fuck me.

“You okay with Mr.—”

“Lincoln Robinson.” He held his hand out to Charly and she took it in a firm grasp, shaking it like she meant it. Their first touch sent shudders of pleasure down his spine, sparking his interest even further than before. Yup, he wanted her. Bad.

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Excerpt Monday – The Arrangement by Thayer King


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For Ariadne Morris, it was enough that her boyfriend dumped her for her cousin, but then she finds out that they plan to announce their engagement at the annual family reunion. Spending time at the beach with friends seems like the perfect getaway. Unfortunately, Asher Hollister, her high school nemesis, shows up.

Asher Hollister enjoys riling up the ever so proper Ariadne. When he learns about her situation, he offers her a solution–marry him. The marriage will help him repair his reputation before his father runs for governor. He tells Ariadne that the marriage will be temporary, only Asher already knows that he never wants to let her go.

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Masculine laughter floated from the direction of the kitchen. Hearing the voice of Ted Flynn, the husband of her best friend, was no surprise. But the other male…Asher Hollister.… She’d know that laugh anywhere though she hadn’t seen him since the annual Flynn New Year’s Eve party six months ago. Asher’s laughter was rich and husky and rolled over the listener like a sensual fog. Ariadne stiffened and froze in the process of entering the beach house, the sliding glass door open only a few inches. What the hell was he doing here? She whipped around to glare at her best friend Erika Flynn. Crossing her arms over her chest, she said, “You promised me he wasn’t coming this year.”
Erika winced. “Ted invited him, but he turned down the invitation. He must have changed his mind.”
Ariadne sighed. She wondered if she could sneak up to her room, pack her bags and leave without him noticing. This was supposed to be a much needed vacation for her. The last thing she needed was to have to deal with the animosity that existed between her and Asher. She’d intended to stay for two weeks. She doubted the two of them would last that long before weapons were drawn.
That they would cross swords was inevitable with only the four of them inhabiting the house. She avoided him when possible, but that was difficult since they often traveled in the same circles. Sometimes she felt like she lived in a soap opera town inhabited by a limited number of citizens. But the funny thing was that Asher seemed capable of getting along with everyone with the exception of her. Everybody loved him. Especially women. For some unknown reason, he had been an ass to her since high school.
“Might as well get it over with,” Erika said, laying a comforting hand on her arm.
Ariadne glanced down at herself. The two of them had been lying around on the beach while Ted went out to grab dinner. The purple one piece she wore was dry. Only a small amount of sand clung to her legs and ankles.
She opened the door the rest of the way and the two of them skirted the dining table and entered the den. It was a large open area separated from the kitchen by a curved bar. Ted leaned against the kitchen counter, bags of takeout behind him. His long legs were stretched out in front of him. His shaved head and goatee gave him a tough guy look though he was one of the nicest guys she’d ever met. Asher sat on a barstool facing him. The two men had been friends since elementary school. The same could be said for her and Erika. Prior to Erika marrying Ted two years ago, her run-ins with Asher had been minimal. After the marriage of their best friends, she really had to work to avoid the odious man. Whether he was avoiding her or not, she wasn’t certain. He seemed to relish their encounters. It was just another reason to hate him. She liked her life on a calm even keel. Some might calling it boring, but she’d choose ennui over calamity any given day.
Asher grinned at the sight of them. His lips tipped up on the left first before spreading to the other side. It was a slow, calculated move. His pale green eyes lit up in wicked delight. Ariadne’s eyes narrowed in suspicion. She just knew he was thinking of some cruel taunt as his gaze flicked over her from top to bottom. “Well, if it isn’t my sweet belle and Miss Prim and Proper.” She didn’t have to guess which one she was.
Erika rushed forward and received a warm hug and a kiss on the cheek. “Ash, it’s good to see you.”
Ariadne hugged her beach bag to her chest. “Ash,” she said with a nod. It was as much of an acknowledgement as he was going to get out of her.
“Ari,” he murmured, knowing she’d never given him permission to use that abbreviation of her name. Only friends and family called her Ari. He was neither. “You look supremely overdressed for the occasion.”
Her swimsuit was conservative. It was true. It had a modest scoop neck and rose up high to cover her back. There was even a ruffle skirt that hid the tops of her rounded thighs. Erika had commented that it would have been better suited to a five year old. That was different. Erika was a friend. She was allowed to criticize her wardrobe. Bristling, she replied, “I shopped for a string bikini but the stores sold out to your cadre of busty girlfriends.”
He arched a dark brow before bursting out in laughter. “Well, you do have the impressive upper endowments I so adore.”
That was another habit of his that she hated. Her insults never seemed to hit their mark. He always laughed it off. It didn’t help that he had the sexiest laugh known to man. The man was infuriating. Ariadne growled. “You-”
“Come on, guys,” Ted interrupted. “Don’t get started. Erika and I don’t want to spend two weeks listening to you bicker. Ash, you promised to be on your best behavior.”

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Friday Featured Cover Art ~ Loved by The Sheikh by Eve Jordan


Blurb ~

Loved by the Sheikh (The Billionaires’ Society) by Eve Jordan – Romance>Contemporary

Jenny’s been burned. Bad.

So when she starts dating Sheikh Sadiq Zahin, she vows to protect her heart and just have fun while it lasted.

But once Sadiq has her in his bed, he has no intention of ever letting her go!



The Right to Love and Race.

“We are not  born for hatred but raised to to believe in it.” This quote was made anonymous.  To me that is one of the saddest commentaries I have read. Over the years some people have fought for the right to love whomever be they different races or gay/lesbian or hell, alien purple people eaters. And that freedom should belong to each individual person cause last time I checked there was no one in any position to  judge another. Doesn’t stop some but hey I thought I should throw that out there.

The right to “mix” has slowly bleed into the literary world and books are starting to reflect the diversity of life. More and more sites are popping up with images and discussions flipping gender roles, and love interest. Personally this makes my heart burst with joy. Still there are a few that don’t like the way the world is evolving and do their best maintain an antiquated status quo.  I am thankful to see that slowly change…now change doesn’t happen over night. It is a slow process that crosses many a hill and valley but it comes.

It was not my intention to go so deep this early in the day but I was on a roll and  this is a hell of a introduction into a sub-genre of books that have caught my interest. It one of those things that make you go hmm. But what happens when a man raised to hate falls in love with the person he was taught to despise.  The take on this question is different and oh so interesting. If my question caught your interest, here are a few books to  check out. AND if you get a minute – let me know what you think.