Sunday Sample – In Pursuit of You

Hey reading family! I hope your holidays have been great so far. We’re three days away from Christmas so surely you’re done shopping. Right?

I did all my shopping online from the same store so thankfully I was done last month. ๐Ÿ™‚

Today however, here’s a little sample of our upcoming release, In Pursuit of You. It is currently available for pre-order and will hit your kindles in TWO days!

Enjoy!

Chapter One

Club Sangria

December 1st

โ€œAre you sure this looks okay?โ€ Avery asked.

Tina Braddon took an eye over her best friendโ€™s body-hugging knee-length turtleneck dress.

โ€œAre you kidding?โ€

Avery fidgeted with the hem of her garb. โ€œYou wouldnโ€™t lie to me, would you?โ€

โ€œGirl, after I just stood in that long line in freezing temperatures with you, you think Iโ€™d lie?โ€ Tinaโ€™s cheeks rose as she squinted. โ€œWhy didnโ€™t we have VIP access if you were invited to this thing, anyway?โ€

Tina glanced around Club Sangria, already feeling the heat from the bodies gyrating inside as they sauntered deeper into the party.  

โ€œBecause I told him I was busy.โ€

Tina placed her hands on her waist, then paused her stroll, halting Averyโ€™s progress as she leaned into a hip. โ€œWhyโ€™d you tell him that? Itโ€™s obvious you like him.โ€

โ€œHow is it obvious?โ€ Avery fidgeted with her turtleneck.

โ€œWould you stop doing that?โ€ Tina tugged Averyโ€™s fingers, and Avery dropped her hands and took in a deep breath. โ€œWhy are you so nervous? Iโ€™ve seen you stand in front of a crowd of thousands with a microphone in your hands having more poise than thisโ€”whatโ€™s going on?โ€

As the owner of WTZB Chicago news station, Avery Michele had found herself in positions most owners normally wouldnโ€™t. Because her station was still filling open positions for the last two yearsโ€”Avery occasionally found herself in front of the camera acting as a reporter, and behind the anchor desk as well. She was also engaged in meetings with top executives in ongoing efforts to expand the network.

As the sole heir to her grandfatherโ€™s legacy, sheโ€™d inherited the business upon his passing. Now, after five years as the stationโ€™s owner, Avery wanted to do what her grandfather always wantedโ€”to see WTZB flourish.

But even with her masterโ€™s degree in journalism and being the most extroverted person in the room on most occasions, Avery couldnโ€™t shake the butterflies that fluttered in spirited animation, knowing the man she spent restless nights dreaming about was near.

Bringing her focus back to Tinaโ€™s squinting leer, Avery sighed.

โ€œI just want to make sure I look my best. Iโ€ฆโ€ She cleared her throat. โ€œFor some reason, spending time with this man makes me feelโ€ฆโ€ She pursed her lips and moved her eyes around the gallery of partygoers.

โ€œMakes you feelโ€ฆโ€ Tina leaned in, her shoulder-length hair brushing her shoulders as if to rush Avery to her conclusion.

โ€œLike, I want to get to know him better. In a way that I could possibly learn toโ€ฆlove him.โ€ Tinaโ€™s eyes lurched, and Avery was hasty with her follow-up explanation. โ€œIโ€™m not saying I love him becauseโ€ฆโ€ she stuttered, โ€œGod, I donโ€™t. I mean. I donโ€™t know him well enough to, you know.โ€ She linked her hands to give them a place to rest because of the nerves that bounced through her entire body.

โ€œSee, thatโ€™s what I meant when I said itโ€™s obvious you like him. The few times Iโ€™ve seen you guys in the same room you get all doe-eyed and you stop listening to me.โ€

โ€œWhat do you mean, I stop listening to you?

โ€œYou canโ€™t focus on anything but him. And vice versa. Yโ€™all are cute together, by the way.โ€

โ€œBut we are not together. Weโ€™re just friends.โ€

โ€œHow many times have I heard that before?โ€

Avery frowned and cocked her head to the side. โ€œI havenโ€™tโ€”โ€

โ€œI mean, in your lifetime. Most of the time, when a woman is hiding the true nature of her relationship, she hides it behind the guise of โ€˜just friends.โ€™ Which is total bullshit, by the way.โ€

The DJ came through the speakers. โ€œCome on in, beautiful ladies. And fellas, make sure you keep our guests comfortable tonight. We want to have a great time as we celebrate the collaboration of Valentine Innova-Corp and NASA.โ€

The crowd cheered, with patrons throwing their hands up and some shouting in merriment.

โ€œCongratulations, DeAndre Valentine.โ€ The DJ pointed toward the railing that wrapped around the inside of the third floor, and all eyes traveled to find DeAndre Valentine move to the edge of the clearing, a broad smile brightening his handsome, bearded face. โ€œWeโ€™re here to party with you all night, brother. Much love and respect for your growing business endeavors!โ€

The crowd cheered again as DeAndre tilted his head and held up a hand in salute.

โ€œI think itโ€™s time that you make yourself known,โ€ Tina said.

Avery nodded. โ€œLetโ€™s go.โ€ She turned to leave, but Tinaโ€™s resting palm on her shoulder gave her pause.

โ€œI think I just saw Malik Anthony Clark,โ€ Tina said. โ€œSooo Iโ€™mma head to the dance floor.โ€

She was no longer looking in Averyโ€™s direction as she was all but zeroed in on Malikโ€™s supremely rich chocolate skin. Malik and his brothers Derek James Clark, Tristian Neil Clark, and Langston Jamal Clark were the infamous Clarks of Northshire Bendโ€”a high-class African-American family who were famous for their philanthropy efforts.

โ€œSo, knowing Iโ€™m nervous, youโ€™re going to leave me?โ€

Tina turned back to Avery. โ€œYou wonโ€™t want me there once you get caught up in his attention. Youโ€™ll probably forget Iโ€™m there. But hey, look on the bright side, Iโ€™m still in the club, and if ever thereโ€™s a moment you need me, text me. My phone is on vibrate, so itโ€™ll make my titties jiggle.

Avery laughed out loud, letting her head fall back.

Tina nodded, knowing her jokes would calm Avery.

โ€œFeel better?โ€ Tina asked.

โ€œYou did that on purpose, didnโ€™t you?โ€ Avery squinted, and her face reflected her happiness.

โ€œYou know how I do. Wouldnโ€™t be much of a friend if I didnโ€™t try to attempt to calm you and send you off with confidence.โ€

โ€œOr maybe you just want to get me out of your hair so you can go take Malik from that girl heโ€™s dancing with.โ€

โ€œThat, too.โ€

Avery laughed as Tina spun around and sashayed to the dance floor. She couldnโ€™tโ€”and wouldnโ€™tโ€”blame her friend, but still, as she watched her tap Malik on his shoulder and lured him to her with the collar of his shirt, Avery snapped out of her nervousnessโ€”instead, drawing on Tinaโ€™s confidence, she headed to the staircase that led to the third floor.

Meandering around people coming down, then shaking one guy off who decided to grab her to get her attention, Avery continued up her path to get to him.

At the rope that separated the club from the VIP, she stood behind five other women who were trying to impress the security guard with their looks in order to gain entrance into the area. He gave them the attention they were looking for, smiling, and winking while he admired their racy looks. But still, he sent them away after finding their names werenโ€™t on the list.

Avery bit down on her lip. She shouldโ€™ve never told DeAndre she wasnโ€™t coming. The thought of being turned away like the other women gave her pause.

โ€œWhatโ€™s your name, pretty lady?โ€

Averyโ€™s brows rose. โ€œHuh?โ€ She snapped from her thoughts to look at the guard. โ€œOh, um, Iโ€™m probably not on that list, either.โ€ He gave her a look that said too bad. โ€œBut Mr. Valentine and I are close friends, so if you let him know Iโ€™m here, Iโ€™m sure heโ€™ll let me in.โ€

โ€œUnfortunately, miss, I canโ€™t leave my post.โ€

โ€œOh.โ€

He saw her eyes dim.

โ€œOkay, then, donโ€™t worry about it. Iโ€™ll catch Mr. Valentine when he comes out.โ€

โ€œWhy donโ€™t you give me your name, and we can check to see if youโ€™re on the list.โ€

She started to decline. โ€œI donโ€™t know.โ€

He shrugged. โ€œIt canโ€™t hurt. Youโ€™re either on the list, or youโ€™re not.โ€

She smiled. โ€œAvery Michele.โ€

The guard lifted an iPad and scrolled through the list of names.

โ€œAvery Michele,โ€ he said with a smile. โ€œYouโ€™re on the list.โ€

Averyโ€™s eyes lit up, and the guard winked, then removed the rope and stepped to the side.

โ€œWow, okay, thank you.โ€

โ€œItโ€™s not my business, and usually I donโ€™t get in otherโ€™s business, but I feel the need to tell you to just chill. Be yourself. I can tell this is your first time at one of Mr. Valentineโ€™s parties. Heโ€™s a pretty upstanding guy. No need to be worried or unsure of yourself.โ€

โ€œDamn,โ€ Avery said, โ€œAm I that transparent?โ€

The guard smiled. โ€œYeah. But remember my advice, and youโ€™ll be fine.โ€

โ€œThanks.โ€

โ€œEnjoy your night.โ€

โ€œYou, too.โ€

Avery turned to take an eye over the interior of the VIP room. It was decorated with maroon and navy blue furniture, accent chairs, plush sofas, and drapery to match. A never-ending bar wrapped the length of the wall, disappearing into another room that Avery couldnโ€™t see.

But she didnโ€™t need to because when her eyes landed on a muscular, stocky build, accentuated behind a white button-down that stretched over intricate biceps, her belly clenched at the same time her heart jigged behind her breasts.

He was talking in a circle of family and friends, people Avery recognized instantly.

Brothersโ€”Hunter, Xavier, Lance, Raphael, and Kyle Valentine. Beautifully designed men in chocolate skin that spanned them from head to toe. Goatees, beards, freshly cut and groomed, their personal styles perpetuated by the taste of their unique swagger.

DeAndreโ€™s mouth spread into a broad smile, and a burly guffaw drummed into the air, making Averyโ€™s ovaries shift with excitement.

Then it happened. DeAndre scanned the room, his gaze landing on her quietly watching him from the entrance. His highlighted smile eased to a subtle grin, his lids dipping as his lustful eyes traveled over her form.

Stepping out of the circle, DeAndre made no mention to the others about his departure, only strolled on the strength of his iron masculinity in her direction.

โ€œAvery Micheleโ€ฆโ€ his thick voice stroked. โ€œWhat a beautiful surprise.โ€

A tiny smile made her cheeks rise into a blush.

โ€œHey.โ€

โ€œHello,โ€ he responded, his gaze a dark twinkle of excitement.

โ€œI was surprised to find my name on the list.โ€

โ€œWhy?โ€

โ€œWell, I knew you didnโ€™t think I was coming, soโ€ฆโ€

โ€œYeah, but I wouldnโ€™t miss an opportunity to get you next to me should you change your mind.โ€ His gaze traveled her again. โ€œLike now.โ€

Averyโ€™s cheeks burned with heat. โ€œIf I had known that, we wouldnโ€™t have stood in that line outside so longโ€ฆโ€ she chuckled, trying to make some of those butterflies settle down by being comical.

DeAndreโ€™s brows dipped. โ€œSweetheart. You will always be on the list now.โ€

She shook off a shiver, and DeAndre stepped closer, his arm sliding around her waist to pull her into the heat of his aura.

โ€œYouโ€™re cold,โ€ he surmised.

โ€œIโ€™m thawing now.โ€

They chuckled, and he nodded. โ€œGood.โ€

The music changed, and โ€œTonightโ€ by Summer Walker replaced the previous upbeat tempo.

โ€œDo you dance, Ms. Michele?โ€

โ€œOnly if you call me Avery.โ€

His ginger-and-coffee brown skin was highlighted by the appreciation in his lifting mouth.

โ€œYou have a gorgeous smile,โ€ she added.

DeAndreโ€™s mouth dropped slightly, and he chuckled. โ€œGirl, donโ€™t be stealing my lines.โ€

Avery laughed, and he enjoyed her merriment, clearing his throat in an attempt to calm the stirring in his gut.

โ€œNah, Iโ€™m kidding, Avery.โ€

They stepped into a grinding dance. Avery accepting his pull as her arms slid up his chest to wrap around the thick column of his throat. Heat trapped them in a blanket of warmth, and the spicy scent of his cologne tingled her nose.

โ€œSo tell me, Avery, what made you change your mind about attending tonightโ€™s gathering?โ€

Her lashes fluttered. โ€œI wanted to celebrate you.โ€ She shrugged. โ€œTonightโ€™s the best time for that. So, here I am.โ€

โ€œYou mean you wanted to celebrate with me?โ€

Her smile was flattering. โ€œNo, I meant celebrate you. Itโ€™s not every day a handsome, educated, successful black man snags a deal with NASA. You should be celebrated.โ€

DeAndre eased out of her space, taking a step back and twirling before reentering her space to reclaim her body once again.

Avery laughed as her body tingled all over at his shenanigans, ignited by his wide-spreading smile, grinding hips, heated touch, and penetrating gaze.

โ€œSo you think you can call me handsome, and I wouldnโ€™t notice it?โ€

Avery held on to a closed-mouth smirk before responding. โ€œWhat I said is the truth. Iโ€™m not telling you anything youโ€™re probably not used to hearing.โ€

โ€œOn the contrary. The same words spoken still make a difference when experienced with such a coiling warmth of animation, sweetheart.โ€

Averyโ€™s heart sprang in an upbeat of invigoration.

โ€œSame,โ€ she managed to whisper.

Somehow, without any effort of their own, their bodies compressed as if melting into one another, charging their loins with potency neither of them could dismiss. DeAndre lost his reserve for a second, slipping masculine fingers into her hair and drawing her mouth so close their breaths bounced between their lips.

Static charged their center, and his dick grew up her belly where it pressed into her navel, formidable, and unwavering.

โ€œOhโ€ฆโ€ She blinked as a gasp left her mouth, and her eyes widened.

DeAndre snapped out of his lustful haze just then, alarmed and taking a full step back.

He cursed. โ€œAvery, I apologize, Iโ€ฆโ€

โ€œUh, no!โ€ She reached out to him, clasping his forearm to stop his retreat. โ€œYouโ€™re okay. I promise.โ€ Her smile calmed him, and he dropped his head a bit and smirked.

โ€œCome back,โ€ she said, tugging on him.

DeAndre reclaimed her eye, then glanced around before settling back on her.

โ€œWalk with me.โ€He slipped his hand into hers and led Avery to the bar.

Dare to Indulge

Good morning reading family. Can I jump-start your week with a little treat?ย 

But wait! Before I do that, did you hear? I won two amazing literary awards. One for the Beverly Jenkins Author of The Year and the other the Rochelle Alers Best Series for the Falling for a Rose series!

I AM STILL totally stoked. I just can’t believe it but I am so thankful to BRAB bookclub and it’s members for the recognition. It is amazing. *dreamy sigh* Lol.

Okay, now that I’ve gotten that out of the way, let’s talk about that treat.

I’m on the road to publish 40 books by the end of this year. If you’re following me on social media, then you know I’m currently at 37. 

See slideshow below.

All of my books can be found on Amazon!

Towards the end of the summer I made a personal vow.

1 – Short story

1 – Novella

1 – Novel

And I will reach my goal! So we have arrived to today. I’ve added a short story to my Lunch Break Series.

The Lunch Break Series is not a continuation of the same story in parts. It is a series of standalone short storiesย that you can enjoy on your lunch break hour. These stories are written purely for your quick gratification.


He was the only man sheโ€™d ever lovedโ€ฆ

When CEO Monica Stratton needs to make an appearance that could catapult her career to new heights, she sends her assistant to pick out a chaperone from the agencyโ€”a discreet escort service with the finest gentlemen money can buy.

But when the man on her doorstep turns out to be the only one to make her pulse thump recklessly, the evening will take her on a passionate ride to surrender, one she may wish will never end.ย 

Do you dare to indulge? โžก๏ธ https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07ZCK71HC

In The Heart of a Valentine

One of your favorite family’s is now available on audio!

Hunter, Xavier, Lance, Raphael, and you even get a taste of the Rose men from my Falling for a Rose series in the novella, A Game-Changing Christmas. 

I know I might be a bit bias but baby, these men are yummy! Jakobi Diem is giving us dominant alpha male vibes as he narrates some of our favorite men.  

Wesleigh Siobhan has had me laughing, crying, and in all kinds of heartfelt moods with her narration as our favorite women, best friends, moms, and aunts! 

If you haven’t had a chance to dive into this series on audio, you should try it! With Audible, you can get a free trial when you join. Not only that, but I’m going to give away two copies of the entire audiobook series as it stands now. One through five! 

How to win:

Head over to >>Twitter<< 

And in a post, tell me why you love my In The Heart of a Valentine Series! Make sure to use this hashtag 

#WhyILoveInTheHeartOfAValentine

My retweet will enter you into the giveaway! 

Giveaway ends 10.9.2019 at 6 pm est.

Side note: If you’ve purchased this series on audio, then your entry will go toward signed copies of books 1 – 5 instead.

*** Whenever you’re done, listening, or reading, if you’ll take a moment and leave a review, it’ll let me know you’re enjoying this series in multiple formats. Ebook, paperback, and audio! Then maybe the Falling for a Rose series will be on audiobook next! ***

Teaser Tuesday – Everlasting Desire

Hey reading family! Today I bring you an un-edited teaser of Everlasting Desire for your reading pleasure. As you may be aware, Everlasting Desire is a part of a three book series and the other books, Heart’s Desire, and Soul’s Desire, is written by best selling, award winning author’s Delaney Diamond and Sharon C. Cooper.

Our books are currently available for pre-order, and here’s a sneak peek into my contribution to the series. Enjoy! ๐Ÿ’‹

The rise of a new day

Warm arms, strong and muscular wrapped Jada in a shell. Her heart skipped a beat, and she turned, slowly facing a rugged goatee. Her eyes ran up his lips, so succulent and tempting, over a strong nose, into dark brown eyesโ€”a glimmer of hazel sparkling in the depth of his gaze.

โ€œYouโ€™re… awake,โ€ she announced.

His arms pulled her tight.

โ€œI am,โ€ he responded, his unblinking stare, piercing.

โ€œI know that look and before you ask, can I brush my teeth first?โ€

If she admitted to herself that being this close to him was causing absolute wreckage on her spirit, maybe he would grant her request a little faster.

โ€œPlease?โ€

He eyed her a second longer, considered denying her request because this was typical Jada. She wanted to hide from him, and there was so much that needed to be said.

โ€œWe need to talk.โ€

โ€œI know, and we will,โ€ she moved to slip out of his arms, and he released her, with frustration in a sigh that dispersed on his lips.

Running into the sanctuary of his master bathroom, Jada shut the door without bothering to lock it, knowing Solomon wouldnโ€™t interrupt whatever quiet moment was needed. He was so considering. Always on the lookout for others and making sure at every moment that Jada was good or possessed what she needed.

Not only that, but their friendship, from the moment they met in grade school, grew, as their fondness for one another developed. Their similarities became more apparent, and they exercised those commonalities daily. Like adding martial arts to their regular exercise regimen or watching dark rom-com movies like A Thin Line Between Love and Hate. It was their all-time favorite. Theyโ€™d hit the streets for any political front-runner they believed in and even had the pleasure of being partners on daytime game shows like Family Feud.

But most importantly, Jada and Solomon had been able to do with one another, something that theyโ€™d yet to accomplish with anyone else. They recognized each otherโ€™s differences and understood that those distinctions played a vital role in their individual character. Whether it was Jadaโ€™s need to unplug every appliance or electronic in the house because she swore the energy used from them while they were off was money that could be saved, to Solomon walking out of the room and leaving the lightโ€™s on because he would return shortly or that it slipped his mind.

Regardless of which, instead of demanding the other get with the program, they individually worked on their own accord to bring ease to the otherโ€™s anxiety by being mindful of those instances.

 It was everything she needed in a mate. He was everything she needed.

That thought made Jada shake her head and push off the door and make her way over cold Italian marble tile to the glass shower door. She reached for the nozzle and checked the temperature of the water as her thoughts rewound to yesterday, then last night.

Marcus.

Jada had the hard evidence to prove that heโ€™d been cheating on her. As she added the camera to the stuffed animal heโ€™d purchased for her birthday the day before, second thoughts had riddled Jadaโ€™s mind. But she needed to know. More importantly, she was desperate to find out if her assumptions were just that.

But they hadnโ€™t been. And the raw, ugly truth made Jada lift her hand to her chest and massage a thumb between her breasts as if to console the pain that rested there.

It was time to leave him once and for all. But that wasnโ€™t the biggest issue of yesterday.

She kissed her best friend and remembered it as if she was sober and full of sound mind when sheโ€™d lifted into his mouth.

Excuses taunted her.

You were drunk. You needed consoling. You wanted to feel loved again.

And even after all of those half-truths floated around her mind, Jada shed her clothes and stepped into the downpour of crushing water, knowing, it was something else altogether.

โ€œWhat is happening?โ€ She murmured, exhaling while entertaining risky possibilities.

Release Date: 9.5.19

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Heart’s Desire ๐Ÿ’‹

Co-workers Nathan Crenshaw and Janice Livingston once had a passionate relationship that went up in flames and created a strained environment at their place of employment. Since then Janice has tried to move on. Unfortunately, they have to work together, and unfortunately, sheโ€™s still very attracted to Nathan.

Nathan canโ€™t forget his connection with Janiceโ€”a connection he hasnโ€™t experienced with any other woman. After an earth-shattering kiss rekindles their flame, will these two finally get it rightโ€”or will an outside force get in the way?

Soul’s Desire ๐Ÿ’‹

Some past loves can stand the test of timeโ€ฆ

Ballet dancer Soul Carrington has lived her dream of traveling the world. But the past year has been one life hurdle after another until she moves back to Atlanta. Now life is looking up, especially when she comes face to face with a past love. A man who makes her heart dance pirouettes and her body pulse with desire.

Not a day has gone by that police officer Micah Olsen hasnโ€™t longed for his first love. However, their encounter in Atlanta is not accidental. Yet, against his better judgment, he has to let her believe it is, which isnโ€™t easy. All of the emotions he once felt for her return with a vengeance. Their attraction is more powerful than ever, and when hot kisses turn into heated nights, Micah knows he has to come clean. But will it be too late?

Unparalleled Love Series

๐‡๐ž๐ฒ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฒ! ๐‚๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ, ๐ฐ๐ž ๐ž๐ฆ๐›๐š๐ซ๐ค ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐ž๐ž ๐ฃ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐ž๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฎ๐ง๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž.

๐Ž๐จ๐ก ๐ฅ๐š ๐ฅ๐š… ๐Ÿ’‹

๐ˆ’๐ฏ๐ž ๐ก๐š๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐”๐’๐€ ๐“๐จ๐๐š๐ฒ ๐๐ž๐ฌ๐ญs๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐€๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ ๐ƒ๐ž๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐ž๐ฒ ๐ƒ๐ข๐š๐ฆ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐€๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ ๐–๐ข๐ง๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐๐ž๐ฌ๐ญs๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐€๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ ๐’๐ก๐š๐ซ๐จ๐ง ๐‚. ๐‚๐จ๐จ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ ๐จ๐ง ๐š ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐ž๐ž ๐›๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž, ๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐ž, ๐ซ๐ž๐๐ž๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ณ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐œ๐ž. ๐‚๐š๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐š๐ง๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐›๐ž๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ข๐ญ’๐ฌ ๐ก๐จ๐ญ ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž! ๐๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š ๐ฉ๐ž๐ž๐ค ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐›๐ฎ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฃ๐ž๐œ๐ญ, ๐„๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฅ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ƒ๐ž๐ฌ๐ข๐ซ๐ž.

๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ ๐‰๐š๐๐š ๐–๐ข๐ฅ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง

๐‘ผ๐’‘ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐‘ช๐’๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐‘ฐ๐’๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’Š๐’๐’“ ๐‘ซ๐’†๐’”๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’๐’†๐’“

๐‘จ๐’•๐’๐’‚๐’๐’•๐’‚ ๐‘ฎ๐’†๐’๐’“๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’‚ ๐‘ต๐’‚๐’•๐’Š๐’—๐’†

๐‘บ๐’‘๐’†๐’๐’Ž๐’‚๐’ ๐‘ช๐’๐’๐’๐’†๐’ˆ๐’† ๐‘จ๐’๐’–๐’Ž๐’๐’‚

๐‘ฉ๐’†๐’๐’†๐’‡๐’‚๐’„๐’•๐’“๐’†๐’”๐’”

5’6 150 ๐‘ท๐’๐’–๐’๐’…๐’”

๐‘พ๐’‚๐’๐’•๐’›๐’†๐’“

๐‘ฉ๐’“๐’๐’Œ๐’†๐’ ๐‘ฏ๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’•๐’†๐’…

๐‘ท๐’“๐’๐’‡๐’†๐’”๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’๐’‚๐’๐’๐’š ๐‘ช๐’๐’๐’‡๐’Š๐’…๐’†๐’๐’•

๐‘ณ๐’๐’—๐’† ๐‘ฐ๐’๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’†๐’”๐’•, ๐‘บ๐’๐’๐’๐’Ž๐’๐’ ๐‘ด๐’„๐‘ฉ๐’“๐’Š๐’…๐’†


๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ ๐’๐จ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฆ๐จ๐ง ๐Œ๐œ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ž

๐‘จ๐’˜๐’‚๐’“๐’…-๐‘พ๐’Š๐’๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐‘ด๐’‚๐’”๐’•๐’†๐’“ ๐‘ช๐’‰๐’†๐’‡

๐‘ช๐’๐’‚๐’“๐’Œ ๐‘จ๐’•๐’๐’‚๐’๐’•๐’‚ ๐‘ผ๐’๐’Š๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’”๐’Š๐’•๐’š ๐‘จ๐’๐’–๐’Ž๐’๐’Š

๐‘จ๐’•๐’๐’‚๐’๐’•๐’‚ ๐‘ฎ๐’†๐’๐’“๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’‚ ๐‘ต๐’‚๐’•๐’Š๐’—๐’†

๐‘ท๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’‚๐’๐’•๐’‰๐’“๐’๐’‘๐’Š๐’”๐’•

๐‘พ๐’‚๐’๐’•๐’›๐’†๐’“

๐‘ช๐’๐’Ž๐’Ž๐’‚๐’๐’…๐’†๐’†๐’“

6’3 260 ๐‘ท๐’๐’–๐’๐’…๐’” ๐’๐’‡ ๐’•๐’†๐’”๐’•๐’๐’”๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’๐’๐’†

๐‘ฏ๐’‚๐’” ๐’‚ ๐’”๐’๐’‡๐’• ๐’”๐’‘๐’๐’• ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’”๐’• ๐’‡๐’“๐’Š๐’†๐’๐’….

๐‘ณ๐’๐’—๐’† ๐‘ฐ๐’๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’†๐’”๐’•, ๐‘ฑ๐’‚๐’…๐’‚ ๐‘พ๐’Š๐’๐’”๐’๐’

๐‘จ ๐’…๐’†๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’†๐’… ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’


๐ˆ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ’๐ฏ๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ ๐›๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ฌ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž๐ฌ, ๐‡๐ž๐ซ ๐๐š๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฒ ๐’๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐จ๐ซ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ ๐จ๐ญ ๐š ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐‰๐š๐๐š ๐š๐ง๐ ๐’๐จ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฆ๐จ๐ง ๐š๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ž๐๐๐ข๐ง๐ . ๐ˆ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž๐ง’๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ž ๐›๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ฌ, ๐ง๐จ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ, ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐๐š๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ’๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐›๐ž ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐›๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐›๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ. ๐๐ž๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ž๐ฌ, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ’๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐‰๐š๐๐š ๐š๐ง๐ ๐’๐จ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฆ๐จ๐ง’๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ง ๐„๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฅ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ƒ๐ž๐ฌ๐ข๐ซ๐ž. ๐Ÿ’‹

๐…๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐จ๐ง ๐ฌ๐จ๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ž๐๐ข๐š ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง๐œ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ž ๐„๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฅ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ƒ๐ž๐ฌ๐ข๐ซ๐ž.

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Award-winning and bestselling author, Sharon C. Cooper, is a romance-a-holic – loving anything that involves romance with a happily-ever-after, whether in books, movies, or real life. Sharon writes contemporary romance, as well as romantic suspense and enjoys rainy days, carpet picnics, and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. She’s been nominated for numerous awards and is the recipient of an Emma Award for Romantic Suspense of the Year 2015 (All You’ll Ever Need), BRAB- Breakout Author of the Year 2014, and BRAB – Book Wifey of the Year 2018 (Vindicated). When Sharon is not writing or working, she’s hanging out with her amazing husband, doing volunteer work or reading a good book (a romance of course). To read more about Sharon and her novels, visit,

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Delaney Diamond is the USA Today Bestselling Author of sweet, sensual, passionate romance novels, born and raised in the U.S. Virgin Islands. She reads romance novels, mysteries, thrillers, and a fair amount of nonfiction. When she’s not busy reading or writing, she’s in the kitchen trying out new recipes, dining at one of her favorite restaurants, or traveling to an interesting locale. To get sneak peeks, notices of sale prices, and find out about new releases, visit her website and join her mailing list. Enjoy free reads and the first chapter of all her novels at,

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๐‘น๐’†๐’๐’†๐’‚๐’”๐’† ๐’…๐’‚๐’•๐’†: ๐‘บ๐’†๐’‘๐’•๐’†๐’Ž๐’ƒ๐’†๐’“ 5, 2019

๐ˆ ๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ง๐ฌ๐ฎ๐š๐ฅ ๐๐ฒ๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐ข๐œ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ!

๐‘ป๐’‰๐’“๐’†๐’† ๐’‡๐’“๐’Š๐’†๐’๐’…๐’”. ๐‘จ ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’•๐’•๐’†๐’“ ๐’๐’‡ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’‰๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’•. ๐‘ซ๐’†๐’”๐’Š๐’“๐’†, ๐’–๐’๐’Š๐’๐’‰๐’Š๐’ƒ๐’Š๐’•๐’†๐’….

๐‘ผ๐’๐’‘๐’‚๐’“๐’‚๐’๐’๐’†๐’๐’†๐’… ๐‘ณ๐’๐’—๐’†, ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’”๐’†๐’“๐’Š๐’†๐’”.

Her Naughty Suitor

โ€œTell me what you want from me, and Iโ€™ll give it to you.โ€

Love. Sex. A lifetime together. But she said, โ€œI want everything you have to offer.โ€ It was the closest sheโ€™d gotten to admitting her truth, and if the dimness of Derekโ€™s gaze and the unsteady way his heart rate sped were an indication of his excitement, Eden was eager to explore what they could become, too.

Derek reclaimed the soft contour of her lips, moans bouncing between them as his dick grew between her legs.

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