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I spent the first 34 years of my life in Alaska, land of the midnight sun, but these days I'm located in Washington, and am enjoying a much warmer sun :) I'm married to my high school sweetheart, John, who is known to bring me flowers "just because" My leisure time is filled with gardening, sewing, art and reading. Connect with me online at: www.autumndawnbooks.com http://authorautumndawn.blogspot.com Bibliography: Spark Series: When Sparks Fly Dorchester No Words Alone Dorchester Solar Flare Anthology for the Mammoth Book of Time Travel Romance: Hemlock & Iron Indie books: Dark Lands Series in order: The Charmer Dark Lands: Homecoming Scent of Danger The Golden Bell Ghost in Her Heart

Right now, I'm working on a romantasy about a Dragonborne woman who is rejected by her fated mate and hunted to death. I also have an idea for The Ice Queen and Her Loyal Bodyguard, a forbidden romance between two people who should never fall in love. Then there's an enemies-to-lovers story about an obsessive older brother and sister who secretly team up to break up their younger siblings' relationship... only to end up falling for each other instead. And finally, a suspense romance where a college student begins to suspect that the professor she's secretly in love with may have murdered his own wife. So yes...

“Even after the honorary award? Not a word from him. No acknowledgment. Nothing. What’s he hiding?” Damn it. Why was I curious? I shouldn’t give a damn about this mystery author. But I did. “I don’t even care,” the first woman slurred. “All I want is to get inside that dude’s head for a second. He makes romance so hot... I swear, I get wet sometimes.” I nearly choked. Wet? What the hell is Anthony writing these days? That was enough. I cleared my throat—loud enough to cut through their chatter. Within a second, they were back to pretending they had work to do.

com Books by Autumn Dawn: Spark Series: When Sparks Fly Dorchester No Words Alone Dorchester Solar Flare Anthology for the Mammoth Book of Time Travel Romance: Hemlock & Iron Indie books: Dark Lands Series: The Charmer Dark Lands: Homecoming Scent of Danger The Golden Bell Ghost in Her Heart Beast Wars The Woman Inside The Other Woman Through the Looking Glass Ride The Stars Careful, He Bites Interstellar Lover Under the Bridge

"How exactly is getting caught snooping in his room and then blackmailed into a date romantic?" "It sounds like the opening to a romance novel. You and the hero have an unlikely first meeting, but over time the two of you fall in love and eventually he sweeps you off your feet and takes you home where he is the prince of a lavish country. Then you're the ruler with a house full of jewels and servants." She tells the story so effortlessly I have to wonder how many times she's dreamed this scenario. "Something tells me the man with the fake shaving cream bottle in his hotel room probably isn't a prince in a faraway country."

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I smiled at the thought that he even remembered. . A. Gupta Check out my other books. I write Dark Romance with anti heroes and mafia themes. Hope you like it. keep smiling, keep reading and be safe!!!

I pull my cardigan tighter around me, trying not to look like a woman unraveling on her fourth glass of wine. “I don’t write sex, Chloe. I write romance without all the detailed intimacy, I write about repressed trauma, losing a loved one, mystery, horror even not two people who’ve never met each other dirty talking and moan— oh God.” She takes my wine glass and replaces it with her full one. “Exactly. You’ve built an empire off tragedy. I think your readers are ready to read something based on actual pleasure or erotic tension.” “Ew. Who even reads things like that?”

I was a spy trying my best to understand this strange yet familiar terrain. The car had left after Jane’s visit, after dinner had been brought, and after the sun had set. I'd stood perfectly still as the black sedan drove to the door. I didn't know the driver, yet he wore the customary uniform. It was when the passengers made their way down the broad steps that I knew he worked for the Spencers. The first to come into view was Miss Suzanna, flanked by Alton. My stomach churned as he guided her toward the car, his hand securely placed in the small of her back.

I thought that seducing him would help me to grow closer to him and make him weak… So that I would be able to pounce on him and kill him in the perfect moment. My plan was ruined… And he’d already taken my soul with him in every intimate moment we’d shared. 2 SABRINA Days later The soft glow of candlelight danced across the room, casting long shadows on the walls. Viktor and I sat across from each other at the table, the air between us heavy with something unsaid. It wasn’t the usual tension that accompanied our conversations, the sharp, cold awareness that we were both dangerous, calculating beings. No, tonight felt different.