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Or was she bored with him? Out of curiosity, I googled her. D.R. Macklin, bestselling erotic fiction author. The initials were so she could stay anonymous, and it was working well for her. She had a decent following online, but her personal life was totally away from the internet. Very smart. I hadn’t planned on having the slightest interaction with her, but then, this morning happened, and now, I couldn’t stop thinking about how far I could push that button. The most exhilarating thought.

She glanced back down at the leather-bound book resting on the floorboards beside her. The empty pages seemed to stare up at her, daring her to turn them. With a trembling hand, she picked it up again, the leather warm against her palm. She knew she should get up, should finish unpacking, should do something practical, anything to distract herself from the throbbing between her legs. But she couldn't. She was hooked. The anonymous writer had become a guide, a seductress whispering secrets into her ear, and Pinky was a willing student, desperate to learn every lesson.

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My name is Jennie Dawson. I was just an ordinary college girl whose biggest achievement was pulling all-nighters to read smut novels. Then one night I dropped dead at my desk… and woke up inside the very book I was reading, as a pretty background character who happened to share my name. The heroine, Nancy Porter, was a transmigrator with a system. Her mission was to seduce my brother and turn him into her devoted plaything, living a life of indulgence with her day and night until she could finally return to her world.

It was EL. Behind him were his out of breath men and Mia, who just bowed slightly. @DEATH WISH PLEASE HAVE A POSITIVE REVIEW! Thank you for supporting my Novel! Also follow me at facebookPage: International_Pen Books You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL ALPHA KING CHECKMATE Thank you so much!

~2 Weeks Later~ I took a swig from my third Mikes hard of the day as I typed the last few sentences of my newest book. I had always focused on children's books as well as illustrating but over the past year I finally decided to write an adult novel. The book itself was fiction and was about a young lesbian woman whose about eighteen. She ends up dying and sees what happens after death, a whole new life. It's a concept I had worked hard on and planned to eventually turn it into a series. As I finished the book as well as my drink all I could think about was telling Alice. Realizing that wasn't really an option at the moment I sighed and sent the document over to my editor before shutting down

I buy a bottle of whisky and sit by myself at a corner. When I see Mikky walking towards me, I think about leaving. Mikky and I attended the same school but he was and still is the most pathetic person I have ever met because he indulges in petty rivalry. "Well…well…well," he says and clasps his wrists. I know there's trouble brewing in the dark. Even with the sunlight outside, the bar is still cheaply dark and in here, no one cares. “But if it isn't the self-proclaimed almighty Flynn Woods."

Mickey stood in the center of the sacred circle, his fifteen-year-old frame trembling with anticipation and barely contained energy that seemed to make the very air around him shimmer. I watched from the edge of the clearing, my arms wrapped protectively around my younger children—eight-year-old Emma and six-year-old Daniel, both born in the years of relative peace that had followed Mickey's arrival. Emma had my green eyes and her father's determination, while Daniel possessed Mickey's unusual perceptiveness and an empathy that seemed to extend to every living creature he encountered. "Is Mickey going to be okay, Mama?" Emma whispered, her small hand clutching mine with surprising strength.

she responded, pulling out her own books from her tote bag. “Exactly. I ain’t that stupid.” I murmured. ‘Or am I?’ Soon, my thoughts wandered. My eyes were on the novel but I just couldn’t pay attention to it. All I could think of was the dream I had about him. ‘You need to come off this, Elena!’ I yelled in my head, putting in all mental strength into focusing on my novel. Then I realized this novel kind of explained the dynamics between Mr. Richard and I. Jericho Barrons, older, enigmatic, and ruthlessly protective, becomes entangled with MacKayla Lane as she’s thrust into a dangerous supernatural world.

Somehow, Noel pulled my phone from my hand and scrolled through the chapters. “Oh, this. Is this the story about an evil woman marrying a poor farmer’s child? And they grow their influence together?” He summed. “Yes it is! How do you know?” “I’ve read them before, but just a few chapters…” He scrolled down, seeking the newer chapters. “Wait…” Ricky’s eyebrow creased. “You read novels, Noel?” He’s asking the obvious. “Well, most of us do.” Ricky paused. “But I thought you only read ancient scriptures?”