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“I’m an adult. I’ll be fine.” “Maybe. But I’m not letting you slum it out.” Brayden said. “Come on.” And with that, he led me into Elysium’s gift shop. Only unlike a regular hotel’s gift shop, this one didn’t carry silly souvenirs like graphic tees with quirky images and bobbleheads. It stocked silk robes, travel-sized bottles of designer toiletries, imported chocolates, and leather-bound journals. “You don’t have to do this.” I said, following after him as he added things to the cart with utmost focus.

The paperback is now available for book one on A****n!!! I am so excited and appreciate you all for buying and reading my books! If you liked it, please leave me a review there! This should be the first of MANY paperbacks to be released! Book Two, The Warrior and The Witch, and Book Three, The Bear and The Beauty should be out soon as well! ~~~ There is also an exciting giveaway coming where you have the chance to win a copy of The Beast and The Blessed AND some bonus coins.

Meredith was eating a sausage and gravy dip on a biscuit bread stick, thinking there was far too much food for a handful of girls when another handful of girls showed up. One of the girls from the second set had brought a bunch of cute frilly pink black and white throw pillows for extra seating around the coffee table, which was the focal point. On the coffee table was an assortment of sex toys; vibrators, dildos, rings, plugs, lotions, oils, lubricants and even a variety of how to books. Meredith inwardly sighed and sipped her pink playboy peepers vodka as the girls introduced themselves and greeted friends. The sales girl began explaining the different products, proper usage, cleaning, and

He clicked it. The merchandise page was three rows down. Apparel first — hoodies and aprons and baseball caps in the school's navy and white. Then kitchen tools, branded spatulas and thermometers and knife rolls. Then accessories. He found the keychain — the same one, dark metal, the school's crest in relief, the size that sat in a palm without demanding attention. The product photo showed it alone on a white background, no sense of scale, no hand to hold it. He remembered the one he'd given Elijah. He remembered how it had looked on Elijah's kitchen counter, next to the coffee maker, next to the small ceramic dish where Elijah kept his loose change. He remembered Elijah picking it up, turni

"The idea is, if people read the book and are interested in the toys, I try and find ones as similar to those described in the book. Each book, has a selection of toys beneath them." I stand amazed, I had no idea she would do this. She's not exactly shared much with us about what's been going on. She kept us in the quiet. This though, is epic and an amazing business idea. I wrap my arms around her body. "Congratulations Angel, you did amazing." I kiss her neck. "Thank you," she turns and smiles brightly. "I love you," her smile stays big. "I love you too, now I'll leave you to get ready for it opening soon," kissing her I walk off knowing she will have things to get sorted before offically o

There is no mate bond, but having him close makes me feel more secure. “I can’t wait for you to see this.” He rubs his thumb on the top of my hand as he leads me to a store. It’s rare Bronx gets so excited about surprising me. We approach a bookstore with a dusty, old window display. In gold paint, there is a picture of a pan flute and a goat. The images are peeling and sundried as if they’ve been there forever. Over the pictures are the words ‘The Barded Goat Used & Collectible Books’.

There's been a lot of questions about the special edition books for the Buttons Series as well as the Barsetti Vineyards merch, so let me explain. I'll be launching a Kickstarter in July where you can get these sexy-as-fuck special edition, annotated paperbacks lined with foil, with monochrome chapter headings, and the things you want most of all -- bonus content. I've written 60k words of bonus content across these books. A long prologue that shows Crow's life before Vanessa died AND a new epilogue that follows Crow and Pearl when Tristan comes back for an unexpected visit. There's also my annotations, where I spill all the tea about writing these books. I know you guys have been in love wi

Molly asked. “There will be a couple of tables that have things that interest teens. Each one will be allowed to pick one thing out.” Joe answered. “What kinds of things?” “Books, craft items, make up kits, hair accessories, small hand weight sets, sports equipment such as baseballs basket balls soccer balls and foot balls, work out gloves. That kind of thing.” “Divided by gender?” “No Divided by item, and each pup can choose what they want.” “How do you know what to get the pups that get a Santa gift?” Lexi asked.

She rocked back and forth on her heels, a nervous smile twitching along her lips. I want to laugh, but I remain professional. I’m supposed to be an expert in all things seduction and sex. I can’t break my cover now. I gently spell out her name before writing my unique yet generic as all h*ll personalized message. After that’s done, I scrawl out my signature, ‘G. Blake’ and close the book once I know the message won’t smear. I slip into the first few pages, a business card, a special bookmark, and a couple of stickers before I place the book in a printed small tote bag. A final touch of an art print of the main characters, and I then finally hand the bag to the reader. Nice and quick. Only ni

My breath hitched in anticipation. This wasn’t just a book; it was a treasure. Limited edition picture book. Never seen before illustration. Bonus scenes. A gorgeous full cover character spread. it was practically a BL bible, and I NEEDED IT. Hoodie pulled on, Purse clutched tightly, I rushed out the door. The cool night air offered a brief moment of clarit. Dedication required its price. The thought echoed in my mind as I hurried down the street. The store had opened half an hour ago. Every precious minute felt like a missed opportunity. The image of other fans already clutching their copies fueled a frantic energy.