New Release: Nasty Business by Lisabet Sarai

by | Nov 30, 2012 | | 0 Comments

Nasty BusinessNASTY BUSINESS

LISABET SARAI

Available from:
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All’s fair in lust and business

Ruby Maxwell Chen, lovely and ruthless CEO of a huge British business empire, is used to getting her way. When she encounters the strangely charismatic American entrepreneur Rick Martell, though, she wonders if she hasn’t finally met her match.

From the trendy clubs of London to the Hollywood Hills, Ruby and Rick compete for ownership of a strategic factory in Malaysia. Neither has any qualms about using sexual wiles to smooth the path to success. Neither anticipates that their mutual attraction will turn into something far more intense and difficult to control.

As their struggle for dominance escalates, they draw their employees and associates into their outrageous power games. The stakes could scarcely be higher, as Ruby and Rick play for the ultimate prize: a night of total physical surrender.

Novel-length book includes “Shades of Red”, a bonus story about Ruby’s introduction to BDSM!

*****

As good as I am at this game, I’m finding it difficult. I know, intellectually, that ignoring her, pretending to honor my promise, will heighten her frustration and ultimately, weaken her defenses. If I came on to her, she’d resist. By seeming to hold back, I draw her to me.

I can feel the arousal emanating from the trim form strapped into the seat next to me. Her body language speaks volumes, though she struggles to silence it. She’s dying to have me touch her, or to touch herself.

The problem is, I have to struggle myself not to reach for her. I have to resist this nearly overwhelming urge to slide that designer skirt up her slim thigh, exposing her smooth flesh. My fingers itch to stretch across the console and tweak those ripe nipples poking through her blouse. My half-hard dick presses uncomfortably against my zipper.

I watch the pavement twisting in front of my hood. I push the roadster a bit harder. Obedient, she races around the curves, graceful and powerful. An extension of my body, my will. Ruby’s lips are parted. Her hair has come free from its clasp and flows around her face in jet waves. I want to control Ruby the same way I control my car. I want to feel her respond when I press the pedal a bit closer to the floor.

A sideways glance tells me that she’s looking at me. I risk a few seconds of inattention to turn and grin at her lasciviously. “Take off your blouse, Ruby. Go ahead, you know you want to.” The wind tears my words away, but I know she hears me. There’s defiance in her eyes, mixing with the lust. “Come on. I dare you.”

A contest, then. Briefly, emotions war on her face. Her lust wins. She smiles at me, provocatively.

“Keep your eyes on the road, Martell. You’ll get us killed.”

She’s right. I switch my focus a second too late and barely miss grazing the inside guard rail. When I can afford another look, she’s naked to the waist. Her fingers are torturing her plump, rosy nipples. Even in that quick instant, it seems that I can see them thicken and grow darker as blood surges into them.

Now Ruby cups her flesh in both hands, kneading, stroking. Her breasts are pale, perfect hemispheres tipped with flame. I would have thought the wind would blow her scent away, but no, her musk permeates the open car. My cock stirs and demands to be set free. I look back at the road, my heart slamming against my ribs as another curve whistles by.

My next glance shows me her parted thighs. She fidgets on the leather upholstery, though her hands are still massaging her tits. Crudely, I jerk my thumb upwards, then wiggle my middle finger at her.

She is already pulling up her skirt, not waiting for my suggestion. Looking me straight in the eye, she spreads her legs wide, pulls her panties out of the way, and sinks four fingers into her glistening cunt.

My dick jerks to full attention. I watch, fascinated, as she grinds herself feverishly against her hand, pummeling her clit, pinching those scarlet lips until they are almost purple. Her eyes are shut. Her back is arched, pelvis thrust forward to provide maximum access. She’s a tiger, tearing at her own flesh in hungry fury. Her scent rises around us, drowning out the eucalyptus that always lingers in the southern California air. There’s an ache in my chest that mirrors the one in my cock. I’ve never wanted anyone so much.

At the last minute, I swerve, barely avoiding the shiny Cadillac coming at me from the other direction. Adrenaline courses through me at the near miss. Ruby doesn’t even notice.

There’s a turn-out ahead. Hands shaking, I pull into the semicircular parking area and shut off the engine. Now I can hear Ruby as well as see and smell her. She moans and cries as she thrashes around on the seat. Her mouth is open, her teeth clenched. She sounds as though she is in pain. Her harsh grunts become rhythmic and rise in pitch as I watch her ascend the final slope to her climax.

I stroke myself through my trousers, in time with her climb. I’m back in control, turned on but pacing myself. I know that I’ll get what I want eventually. Ruby twists and writhes. Both her hands are deep in her cunt. Her juices run down her wrists. It’s unbelievable how hard she is on herself. I remember her flogger, wish that I had it with me now. She wouldn’t even feel it, but it might help her over.

Then, without warning, Ruby screams and arches up off the seat. Her whole body convulses, then abruptly collapses. Little tremors continue to shake her frame for long minutes. Her eyes are closed; she seems unconscious.

She looks fragile, porcelain skin misted with sweat, tangles of hair stuck to her forehead. I suddenly want to take her in my arms, cradle her, brush those tangled locks away and kiss her eyelids until she awakens. At the same time, I have a perverse urge to loose my cock and sink it into her passive, defenseless flesh. To finally make her mine.

*****

More than a decade ago LISABET SARAI experienced a serendipitous fusion of her love of writing and her fascination with sex. Since then she has published five single author short story collections and seven erotic novels, including the BDSM classic Raw Silk. Dozens of her shorter works have been released as ebooks and in print anthologies. She has also edited several acclaimed anthologies and is currently responsible for the altruistic erotica series COMING TOGETHER PRESENTS.

Lisabet holds more degrees than anyone needs from prestigious universities who would no doubt be embarrassed by her chosen genre. She loves to travel and currently lives in Southeast Asia with her highly tolerant husband and two cosmopolitan felines. For more information on Lisabet and her writing visit Lisabet Sarai’s Fantasy Factory (http://www.lisabetsarai.com) or her blog Beyond Romance (http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com).

Guest Blogger: The Knight Shades Trilogy by Toni Sands

by | Nov 27, 2012 | | 2 Comments

Book One – Woman of Power

Woman of PowerWhen Xcite Books asked me to write a trilogy about knights, the colourful images tantalising me probably chime with the historical and mythological references we absorb from childhood onwards. I’ve enjoyed writing erotic romance set in 1830 Wales (Traded Innocence) also 1900 London (Orchid Pink) but this time I wanted to aim for something different. There have been many versions of the Arthurian legend and of course the BBC’s Merlin has fuelled our fantasies, although I haven’t seen too many episodes. Maybe that’s a good thing because my own ‘hot knight’ rode into my consciousness and as I write this, he’s still there, waiting for me to catch up with him in Book Three. His journey is a bumpy ride in more ways than one but he’s up for whatever challenge faces him and he values the comradeship of his fellow knights.

There are some highly erotic scenes. Sometimes the action’s explicit. Sometimes it’s happening more in the head rather than playing out on the page. There are scenes between gorgeous girls and fit guys laced with a little humour and whimsy. Research reveals how the homoerotic element would have been much in evidence and this led to a steamy episode in the knights’ bathhouse. The M/M element is there for a purpose because I want my characters to behave as history tells us, while still speaking to us as if they were modern athletes, soldiers and singers – footballers’ wives or women for whom glass ceilings are there to be smashed. Writing’s all about challenges and for me, this latest project is a chance to try a new take on knights in armour, jousting, fencing and gaining the favour of one particular lady.

Woman of Power begins with Gavin crossing a portal into another world. He’s manipulated by an enchantress who guides him towards a brotherhood of knights living in a raspberry stone castle. On the way, he meets a beautiful woman who conceals her true identity. Gavin finds his emotions in turmoil when he discovers just what a dangerous path he treads. The story is a mix of magic and medieval references, with contemporary language and mindset. No one cries ‘gadzooks’ but there’s plenty of banter among the boys as Gavin enters their midst and strives to behave as a gentle knight should do. Hmm … this doesn’t always happen as planned.

In his defence, my knight was returning from a battle zone when the enchantress picked him up in her crystal ball. The girl he left behind in his own world is well out of reach – he’s susceptible to temptation and there’s plenty of that in this larger than life world. I should also mention Gavin’s trusty steed, Sarum who’s partial to a pretty filly. As for the camp knight … pageboys beware!

I hope you’ll read and enjoy Woman of Power and go on to complete the treble. The title of the next book in the trilogy is Wicked Woman, scheduled for December release. Please come and say hi on Facebook or Twitter and let me know if you like my hot knights!

Toni SandsAvailable from:
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Guest Blogger: Karenna Colcroft

by | Nov 26, 2012 | | 2 Comments

Accepting a Fantasy

We all have fantasies. Some that we would never want brought into reality, some that we wouldn’t mind but are unlikely, and some that we really wish could come true.

When the possibility of fulfilling a fantasy is presented, sometimes it can be overwhelming. We have to wonder if it’s what we really want. If we even dare to accept the offer. Depending on what the fantasy is, we might even be afraid to take the chance on bringing it into the real world.

Some people fantasize about being submissive to another. And some are afraid to act on that because they aren’t sure what it will mean to give up control to the other person. On the other hand, some fantasize about dominating another and are afraid to act on it.

In my Ellora’s Cave Quickie Blow Out the Candles, Tracy has fantasized about her friend Darin since college. And as the years have passed, her fantasies have expanded to being dominated by him. She has never dared to act on those fantasies before because she’s a little afraid of her own submissive side, but now she’s ready to try.

Darin confesses he has fantasized about Tracy as well but has been worried about dominating her. He is a Dom, but isn’t ready to be Tracy’s Dom quite yet. He is, however, ready to consider acting on the fantasy.

Sometimes when you confess your fantasies, you find more than you expect. And it can be better than you imagine.

Contest: Have you ever acted on a fantasy? Answer below. (You don’t have to say what the fantasy was, just yes or no…) One commenter will win a PDF copy of Blow Out the Candles.

You can find Blow Out the Candles at Ellora’s Cave, http://www.jasminejade.com/p-10318-blow-out-the-candles.aspx. Find out more about Karenna and her books on her website, http://www.karennacolcroft.com.

Blow Out the CandlesBlurb:

For years Tracy has lusted after her friend Darin, but has never dared act on her craving. She’s always been a little afraid and a lot excited by his dominant tendencies. But when Darin reveals the desire is mutual, a dinner invitation quickly turns to something more—and Tracy is ready and willing to submit.

Excerpt:

His fingers tightened in her hair and he began to move her head. She allowed it, knowing he wanted her to suck him in a way that would make him come. He had to be close.

When he came, he did so without a word. He bucked, pushing his cock farther into her mouth, and his hand clutched her hair still more tightly. A sudden spurt of semen filled her mouth and she swallowed reflexively, tasting the sweet salt. Another spurt followed and then another, and she drank it all down triumphantly.

He released her and abruptly pulled out from her mouth. She sat back on her heels and looked up at him, sliding her tongue over her lips to catch every trace of his cum. “You’re a good cocksucker, babe,” he said. “Too damn good. I didn’t mean to come.”

“I wanted you to.” She stood and smiled. “You’ve gotten me off more than once. This time was your turn.”

“I wanted to come in your cunt.” He sounded almost angry. “You ruined my plans. Do you know what happens when someone ruins my plans?”

“You fuck their brains out?” she asked hopefully. She doubted that was what he intended and her heart sped up at the possibilities. She didn’t know what she was in for now and that excited the hell out of her.

“Eventually.” He grasped her wrist and yanked her toward him, falling backward onto the bed at the same time. She landed on top of him. His cock began to harden again between them and she wriggled against it until he stopped her with a sharp smack on her ass. Startled, she looked at him. “First I spank them,” he said.

More moisture gathered between her legs and sparks slid along her skin. She’d never let a man do something like that to her and wasn’t sure she wanted it. But part of her was clearly excited by the idea. “What if I don’t want to be spanked?”

He smacked her again and she cried out. “I don’t remember giving you the choice. If you want me to stop just say the word.” He stroked her hair. “The correct word this time. I won’t do anything you don’t want. If you don’t tell me you don’t want it, I’ll have to assume you do.”

“I thought you weren’t going to punish me tonight.”

He chuckled. “I wasn’t. Then you took initiative one time too many. This isn’t about you doing what you want, Tracy. This is about you giving up control to me. If you’re willing. I asked you about limits; you gave me none. Do we need to stop now and renegotiate?”

“You make it sound like a business arrangement.” She squirmed, trying to dull the pulsing between her legs. She wanted him too badly to stop and discuss anything.

“In some ways it is. In fact, if you decide you want more after tonight, we’ll have to do a written contract to make sure there are no misunderstandings and nothing gets forgotten. And yes, I’m serious.” He smacked her again, more lightly this time. “You made me come when I didn’t want to, and that has a consequence. Are we stopping now?”

She took a deep breath. She could stop him if she had to. Right then, she had no desire to stop him. She wanted to finish what they’d started. “No. Don’t stop.”

She waited for his palm against her ass again but he didn’t administer another spanking. Instead he caressed her as she lay against him. The gentle touch surprised her and added to her need to have him inside her again. She squirmed and tried to move into position to take him into her cunt but he immediately wrapped his arms around her and held her still.

“I’m enjoying this too much,” he said. “Don’t worry, you’ll have exactly what you want, but first I get what I want.”

New Release: Threesome Sweetness by JoAnne Kenrick

by | Nov 24, 2012 | | 1 Comment

Threesome SweetnessTHREESOME SWEETNESS

Book three in the bestselling Irish Kisses series.

Bell’s Irish Pub, where the drinks are cool and the service is HAWT. Tasty treats await you.

www.joannekenrick.com

PAIRINGS: m/f/m m f/m

FLAME RATING: four

GENRE: contemporary romance

PUBLISHER: www.decadentpublishing.com

PAGE COUNT: 43

BLURB:

A shot of Threesome Sweetness stirs up emotions….

Elizabeth, a part-time manager of Bell’s Irish Pub and business student, is newly hitched. Her marriage could use a serious shake up, but she finds shopping a more therapeutic use of her time.

If Todd’s wife is happy, he’s happy. But it seems nothing is putting a sweet smile on her face these days, not even her friends at Bell’s. So he contacts 1NightStand and arranges the one thing he knows she doesn’t necessarily want but definitely needs for her thirtieth birthday; a threesome.

Enter cowboy Cade, who’s in London, England hoping to make a restaurant franchise deal. After weeks of doors slamming shut, he uses the 1Night Stand agency in hopes of sprinkling some fun over his overseas business trip and perhaps to learn what he’s missing out on by being relationship shy.

A harmless night of intimacy is planned.

Is a dash of Threesome Sweetness the remedy each is looking for, or will the date leave a bitter aftertaste each will regret for the rest of their lives?

AMAZON US: http://www.amazon.com/Irish-Kisses/lm/R2WFCBFWNDA9ZI

MORE BUYLINKS: http://www.joannekenrick.com/p/threesome-sweetness.html

*****

“Ten minutes in here and I’ll need ta strip down ta nothing. Phew.” She wafted

her hand over her face, puffing out her cheeks.

“My dear, that is the plan.” Winking, he slipped out of his robe and bundled it to make a pillow before lounging back.

“We can’t strip in a public sauna.” Peering through the tiny glass window, she prayed nobody was around to see her husband butt naked.

“Here’s the fun part—the sauna is ours for a whole hour. We can do whatever we like in here.”

“Really? What if someone happens ta look in?”

“The main door to this area is locked, so we’re safe.”

“In that case….” She untied the belt around her waist and let the material slide over the curve of her hips to the floor. Pulling in a deep breath, she paraded in front of him. A click. Sounds of the door opening. Her back stiffened, she dared not look behind her.

Oh crap.

“Hmm, your photo does not do you justice, Elizabeth.” Someone slid his hand around her waist then spanked her buttocks.

“How dare ya?” Jerking in response, she spun to face the intruder. He loomed over her, devilishly handsome…and butt naked! Her knees almost gave way at the delicious sight of him before anger bubbled at the crude intrusion.

“Ma’am, I do believe I’m apart of your birthday present…if you accept it, that is.”

“What have ya done, Todd? Did ya go ta a strip club ta arrange a threesome or something? Gross!” She turned to her husband, trying to avert her stare from the new eye candy.

“No, no, ma’am. I’m not a whore. I’m your date for the evening. It’s all very tasteful and safe…through 1Night Stand. I guess this birthday present was somewhat of a surprise for you.”

“Good guess.”

He traced his thumb over the peak of her breasts, causing the sensitive flesh to tingle and send heat rushing down to her tummy. Then, with a whisper-soft touch, he stroked under the curve of her fleshy mounds and groaned. “I do hope to be buried deep inside you soon, if you’re agreeable.”

*****

ALSO AVAILABLE:

Sweet Irish Kiss, book 1

Shamrocked, book 2

Coming November 30th 2012

HOT WINTER KISS, book 4

Hot winter kisses are all this couple needs to stay warm this Christmas, but will the heat stay long after the magical season of mistletoe has finished?

*****

Author bio:

Born n bred Brit, JoAnne Kenrick grew up in a wee sea-side town in North Wales and has enjoyed a variety of vocations such as holistic healer, window dresser, and ghost tour guide. Having lived in Wales, England, and Scotland with her dear family, she finally escaped the dull British summers to reside in sunny Australia. After two years, they moved to the States where she endured three harsh winters in Minnesota. She now lives in North Carolina with her husband, two kids and two puddy cats. When they aren’t demanding her attention, or jumping on her head, she strums away on the keys of her little laptop, creating worlds and adventures she could only ever dream of. Come across the pond and faraway….with JoAnne Kenrick! www.joannekenrick.com

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New Release: Close Contact by Cassandra Carr, Cynthia Carr and Cristal Ryder

by | Nov 19, 2012 | | 1 Comment

Close ContactHard-hitting contact sports don’t have the only sexy professional athletes. Does the strength and grace of golf, tennis and fencing instructors extend to lustier activities? Find out as they turn these classic sports into full-contact steamy sessions.

Service Ace by Cassandra Carr

Callum Giovanni’s professional tennis career is over. He’s trying not to be bitter about it, even though it means teaching women more interested in not messing up their hair and nails than a good service. Then Adriana Macy appears, claiming to be a novice, but Callum knows there’s more to her than meets the eye. How far does she want to take their personal match? The ball’s in her court.

Up to the Hilt by Cynthia Carr

Olympic fencing wunderkind Sebastian Como is Rina Rogers’ last resort to find someone who can instruct her toward her own Olympic medal. All her other trainers have balked, saying she is too impulsive, too unmanageable, too everything. Sebastian recognizes her talent and tells her he’ll take her all the way. But does that include his bed?

Playing Through by Cristal Ryder

A relationship is the last thing Lexie is looking for, especially one with a hot cowboy wanting golf lessons. It’s all she can do to keep her focus on the game and off Jay’s hard muscled body and devilishly sexy face. But the more lessons they have, the farther his sexy drawl gets under her skin.

Does he feel the attraction too? Mother Nature forces them to seek shelter as the power of nature lets loose around them. Will they go primal and unleash their attraction for one another amidst the rawness of the Rocky Mountains?

Available from:
Sybarite Seductions 

*****

Excerpt: (from Service Ace by Cassandra Carr)

Cal and Adriana enjoyed a fun dinner, their flirting progressing as the meal went on. She needed to make her move, especially since Cal seemed to share her interest. He paid for the meal and they left. Once at the car, he handed her in and then got in the other side. Now or never. She reached over the center console and palmed his cock.

“Shite!” He looked over, his eyes wide.

“Look, I’m not normally this forward, but I want you.” Unable to hide a small smile as his cock swelled in her hand, she looked away. “Well, for more than your tennis expertise.”

“Are you sure?”

“Do you often have women who don’t want you for sex stroking your dick?”

“I don’t often have women stroking my dick for any reason.”

She faced him. “Really?”

“Really.” He swallowed.

“I guess it’s both of our lucky days then.”

New Release: Prophecy of the Undead by Fiona McGier

by | Nov 17, 2012 | | 0 Comments

Prophecy of the UndeadKeisha is a neurobiology researcher determined to discover the secret to intelligence to save humanity from itself.  What she learns leads her to realize a bigger threat comes from beyond the stars.  Yuri is a Russian vampire whose long-dead feelings respond to the scientist whose brain he admires but whose curves he can’t resist.  Will his love reach the places in her heart that she has ignored for so long?  And can they defeat the prophecy of the undead to find happiness sharing eternity?

Buy link: http://eternalpress.biz/book.php?isbn=9781615727988
Note: paperback will become available in a couple of weeks.

*****

Excerpt:

Keisha wakes up to find herself tied up in the trunk of a car, and futilely tries to escape while the men had to walk to a gas station when they ran out of gas.  They’ve returned:

The trunk opened and Keisha closed her eyes, hoping that if she appeared to be still unconscious, they would leave her alone.

She felt the tip of a gun against her cheek as it stroked her face.

“Aw, she’s still out cold. That’s no fun.”

“Just feel her up then let’s get out of here. I’m getting a weird feeling that we’re being watched…”

“By who? There’s no one else out in this God-forsaken…what the fuck?”

Keisha heard a swooshing sound and opened her eyes to see a blur of movement. There was a snarling growl, combined with the yells of real fear, coming from her two tormentors.

“Kill the bitch!.”

She felt the gun stuck into her ribs and held her breath, waiting for death. The gun fired. The bullet tore its way through her skin and chest muscles, burned through her lung, and severed arteries as it lodged in her heart. She found it difficult to let out the breath or to breathe in any more air.

There was the awful sound of breaking bones…then silence.

Someone leaned over into the trunk and lifted her gently out as if she was as light as a child. She felt herself being laid on the ground and fought to breathe as her blood pulsed out of her through the chest wound, soaking her clothes and making them stick to her. Her rescuer tore through the knots that she was unable to budge. She tried to thank him with her last gasps of air.

“Tha…thanks.” She choked on her own blood and her head swam.

“Keisha, look at me,” he commanded in a voice that sounded vaguely familiar, but very distant, as if she was moving far away from him.

She tried to focus her gaze but merely saw the outlines of a man’s torso, with a face barely visible, topped with white hair that shone in the dim moonlight.

“I had hoped to spare you this but I have no other choice now. I can’t lose you…I won’t. You must choose right now, before it’s too late. Do you want to live?”

In her mind she giggled but all that came out of her mouth was a gargling sound.

“Um, yeah…don’t think…option anymore…”

“Yes, it is. But if I do this thing, you will be changed. You will be alive, yet not alive. Are you sure you want me to do this?”

Her head nodded up and down as darkness descended, her vision clouded by the blood that was everywhere now. She drifted off and idly wondered if she was going anywhere or if she was just going to lose consciousness and that would be the end of thought.

Suddenly her mind was invaded by a tall, blond man with an intense look in his eyes that shone with a black fire in their depths.

What are you doing here? I’m busy dying…who are you?

“You are dying but not in the way you expect. What I’m doing is ensuring that you will wake up again tomorrow night. What images would you like me to entertain you with as your body dies?”

She tried to shrug but was unable to move any part of her body.

She felt herself being held by strong arms, with the tiny hairs on her neck standing at full attention while the lips on her neck created a drowsy drugged feeling in her mind.

“How about something erotic?”

Like?

She was suddenly on a downy-soft bed, naked, with a man’s head between her thighs. His tongue was driving her mad with desire as he alternated between licking her from front to back, and nibbling on her clit gently. When his fingers pulled the hood back and his teeth grazed her clit, she screamed with pleasure as the orgasm crashed through her with the force of a tsunami. She rose up off of the bed with the tightening of her muscles. Then the man loomed before her, spread her thighs uncomfortably wide and his hips surged forward. The pleasure she had just felt multiplied as his massive organ pushed its way into her, stretching her almost beyond comfort. He filled her, then withdrew only to slam into her again and again. It was almost more than she could bear. She screamed as he came, the force of his orgasm making her spasm with an intensity to match his own.

He growled like a wild animal as he pulsated inside of her.

Her muscles clenched around him. Her orgasms were like a roller coaster of pleasure, pushing her up a hill then crashing her down on the other side.

The last thing she remembered was his voice telling her, “Drink. Drink deeply. Take as much as you can hold. I have emptied you; now, fill yourself with me.”

I’m already filled with you. Her thoughts were her own but inexplicably she felt his chest move as he chuckled. Everything went black and she drifted off into nothingness.

*****

Fiona has always had stories in her head, with characters telling her about their lives. Often she wakes up with entire story arcs that she has to feverishly write down before starting her day.  Now that her four children are erudite young adults, she hides from everyone for hours, bringing the stories to life. She hopes that you enjoy your short trip into her mind as you meet some of the heroines and heroes who live there, and now on these pages also. If you want to read more, she has a series of six contemporary romance books about the members of a large Hispanic family, The Reyes Family Romances.  She also wrote two books about female spies who work for a top-secret international agency, as well as two stand-alone contemporary romances.  Visit her at: www.fionamcgier.com, where the first page is her blog.

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