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"Or is it not?" Jessica heaved another sigh and shrugged. "I don't know, because you know where I came from." Before being an author and the wife of a Heaven Hill member, she'd been America's Sweetheart and one of the top actresses in Hollywood. She'd come to Bowling Green and her old friend, Layne, who was an Army Veteran to find a quiet life and flee a stalker that had made her life a living hell. Now she was perfectly content and happy, writing her novels and hanging out with the MC.

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I was pretty good at it and at the urging of my then girlfriend Julie, had submitted a few to a story site named Erotic escapes where under the pen name hotforteacher I'd gotten some pretty good reviews. Most of my stories were about older women with guys my age and Miss Ross had been the inspiration for many of them. Most of my female leads had the same long dark hair, big brown eyes and perfect full lips as my favorite English teacher. Yes Miss Ross had been the nasty little cougar in my mind and in print many times over the last few months. Shit, I'd even joined her writing discussion group because it met every other Sunday at her house.

“Are you kidding? I’ve already started packing mentally. I need a castle and a wardrobe of tartan and a hot ass accent in my ear every morning.” Declan swept her up, spinning her around until she shrieked with laughter. “Was hopin’ ye’d say that, lass,” he murmured, mouth right against her throat. “Now I won’t have tae seduce ye into comin’.” “Oh, babe,” she purred. “You already did that.” Everyone groaned. I grinned. Scotland, here we fucking come. Rory POV The Hunt for Castle MacGorgeous

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I take a deep breath and mustered up courage to face my doom. Do you remember how i asked if this day could get worse? Well It just did. I saw a face glaring at me not just any face though, it was the face of Christina Hollister, the one who hates my guts even though I never really knew why. She is the most popular girl in Greenfield High because she looked so perfect. Her blonde hair was shoulder length, her body stature was small and petite then she had ocean blue eyes that complimented her whole body even though am sure she's almost plastic.

“Perhaps, another time.” She nods, a tear slipping down her cheek, and stands from where she kneels by my feet. I watch her walk out, her ass jiggling, inciting my lust further. The door opens before she reaches it and I sigh when Mael walks in, turning to whistle at her with a shit-eating grin curving his mouth. “Since when did your blonde fetish die?” Since my brother got us mated to a dark-haired woman with big blue eyes and an accent created for the sole purpose of making one think of sex. But I say none of that to Mael. He collects secrets. I’d rather not have him know just how bad I want that woman.

Blackwood House rose that evening like a palace beacon. Chandeliers erupted into flames in the ballroom, golden fire consuming marble floors so highly polished they reflected like mirrors, silver-edged tables bending under the amount of crystal glasses, and the four world's best wines. Scent, aged liquor, and rose's darkest scent rolled in compactly controlled waves up the stairs. A night to blind the crème de la crème.

I can't imagine a greater freedom than that. The End . . . . . Ember Casey is a USA Today bestselling author who writes sizzling romances about wicked billionaires, Hollywood bad boys, playboy princes, and rugged adventures. Her other works include His Wicked Games and the Fontaines of Hollywood series. You can find more about her work at EmberCasey.com.

Female lead books: -Sold To The Savage Alpha -Love, Lies, and Hidden Truth Male Lead books: -The Divorced Billionaire -From Squalor To Splendor Thanks amigos 😊