Tattoo artist Geoff Gilchrest is convinced his life is some sort of cosmic joke. Why else would a hemophiliac also be a masochist? He's given himself more than one elbow bleed since puberty just doing what guys do when alone and bored, so forget about whips and chains. How many partners would contemplate playing with someone even a mild flogging could kill?Gallery owner Robin Brady knows he can deliver what Geoff needs: to be taken to the edge of danger but never beyond. But Robin came to Saugatuck to get away from the leather scene and heal from a betrayal by his former sub, so he's not sure he should get involved with Geoff. His ambivalence isn't helped by the fact that Geoff's unwillingness to communicate about his well-being hits Robin in some very raw places.Geoff's hemophilia isn't the obstacle he thinks it is. Instead, a lack of trust — on both their parts — is what could end them before they have a chance to begin. Views: 45
Terran Times
A routine peacekeeping effort throws Lee into the path of
werewolves and their Alpha who happens to be looking for a mate.
Leeahan has spent her time as a badge, acting as peacekeeper,
police, counsellor and confidant. Being alone on a shift is nothing new, but
having twenty-six werewolves charging toward her town is something she wasn’t
planning on.
Facing the werewolves is one thing, her talent for ordering folks
around sends more than half of them packing, but dealing with the others puts
her life and her body in the hands of the Alpha.
Ozwin was sure that his wolves would tear the badge apart, but he
found a woman alone, clawed and bleeding, facing down the next generation of
deadly farmers. Her wounds make her his problem, and her transformation into an
Alpha makes her his destiny.
Views: 45
The man she loves to hate****
…is the only man she wants!
Stranded in Italy, Katie Whittaker is horrified when sexy security billionaire Jared Caine rescues her. After humiliatingly rejecting innocent Katie years before, he’s as complicated and brooding as ever. To protect Katie, Jared demands she stay at his luxury villa. But as sexual tension builds, will the temptation to finally succumb to their burning attraction be too much to resist?
** Views: 44
It is only at the pianoforte with beautiful music flowing from her fingertips that Teresa Seton is happy. New to English society, she feels awkward and unsure of herself.Only the attentions of her handsome neighbor can convince her that she is where she belongs—a stolen kiss proves that he means what he says. But the kiss is witnessed and the pair are forced to marry for propriety's sake.Once known as the "Merry Marquis", Richard, the Marquis of Merrick, now lives the life of a recluse. Finding a beautiful stranger at his pianoforte strikes a chord within him, bringing back feelings he thought were lost with the passing of his wife. He is mesmerized by Teresa and her beautiful music, but can he convince her, and himself, that he can live and love again? Views: 44
Erotic Romance Serial Novel | ~15,000 words | Part 3 of 5"There is more than one way to be strong, Julia. You know one of them, I can teach you the other."With Julia's company weeks away from falling into the hands of her rival, Valerie James, things can't possibly get worse.But Julia's father's condition is worsening and she finds herself at wit's end. Now that her father's life on the line, her relationship with Mark worsens.Can she find a way to let Mark in and work together to save not just her company, but herself as well?Excerpt:“Mark, I’m exhausted,” I gasp. “Mentally, physically, emotionally exhausted.”“Sit down,” He responds sternly. I obey in an instant, plopping down beside him.“You could have stopped our deal at any time. I’ve given you chance after chance to say you don’t want to submit to me. But every time you continue to give yourself to my instructions, my desires and directions. Every time you keep the deal. Do you know why I even offered you our deal?” He looks directly at me; his beautiful eyes trying to make contact with my soul. For a moment I feel myself opening to him and then before I can speak, the hard protective shell covers my heart and mouth.“Oh, I don’t know. Free sex for a change?”“I’ve paid for a lot of things in this world, but I’ve never had to pay for sex,” he counters, batting away my bitter retort like a horse swats a fly. Even when I don’t want him to be, he’s perfect.“Because I’m so hot?” I ask disagreeably.“Because you are so sad,” He says, all humor falling from the sky. “So lonely, so…lost.”“That’s not your business.”“I think it is. I’ve watched you bully employees, push your weight around, shut out honest offers of friendship and stoke the fires of rage and regret. Lynx isn’t a job; it’s a battle ground where you pit your passion and talent against anything you can find. You win. You always win because you give it everything you have, and you have so much. So when I saw you in my office that day, ready to tear the building apart with your bare hands, I knew you needed help.”“Of course I needed help, Mark, I was robbed.”“Not help with Lynx. Help with life. Help with love. I knew you needed at least one person in your life who was willing to tell you ‘no’. You need someone gentle enough to listen and strong enough to give you direction. You didn’t just need another man to push against. You needed a man who wouldn’t be pushed and who would give you the freedom to accept what’s given to you, not just the ability to get what you want. You need submission, Julia. It’s not just a game, it’s a gift. For both of us.”The hot stinging tears forming in the corner of my eye threaten to fall. I stare at the ceiling, willing them back but it’s too late. I drop my head and try to look away but he puts his hand under my chin and catches my tears in his palm.“Don’t hide these,” he says, showing me small wet dots on his hand. “Tears are honest. Real. And they are part of you too. Don’t fight them. Let them fall.”I try to push his hand away but he brings it back, holding my shoulders then brushing my hair off my forehead.“You don’t understand,” I gurgle. “You’ve never needed anything in your whole life.”“That’s not true. I have needs, just like everyone,” he says quietly.“Really?” I pull myself back, forcing him to lower his hands from my face and drop them to my shoulders. “Name one thing you have ever needed.”Mark reaches up and lets his finger run across my cheek following the path of my tears. He looks directly at me, no distraction, no diversion, just truth.“I need you.” Views: 44
