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he whispered. Smiling, I snagged the one with the prettiest cover, and almost ran toward the lounge chair on the balcony. The kingdom didn't have any new books since Jason's mother was alive, which was a long time before. Nothing from this decade. Having a modern day romance in my hands made me the happiest girl alive. I opened the cover, laid back and delved into the pages.

What was your inspiration to write The Lady and the Scoundrel? I am a writer and full-time editor for many different projects, including a short story magazine. I wanted to write a contemporary romance inspired by my favorite romance novels as an exercise in discipline, to see if I could take on longer writing projects. There are several winks to what once was one of my favorite romance novels sprinkled throughout the story, so you can say it’s very loosely inspired by that one. If any of you figure out which one it is, let me know in the comments! While the historical setting, characters, and plot are completely different, it draws on the famous concept of the strong female lead that has

He was about to pull away when things were getting pretty intense but she pleaded. “Don’t stop Ronald, I want you....” Raina pulled away from the kiss and let go of her robe. Ronald’s jaw was literally on the carpet. He couldn’t believe what he was looking at. Raina was in red sexy lingerie which enhanced her well-defined bump. Ronald could feel himself getting hard, he was sure a cold shower couldn’t cure his erection this time around. He wanted her so bad. “This is the best birthday gift, my love, I promise to be as gentle as I can.” He lifted her in a bridal style, ready to make love to the Queen of his Heart. The End.........

Out of the corner of her eyes, Janet could see Professor Lance sitting on the other side of the bed, stroking his d**k. Janet shut her eyes, trying to clear her mind that was becoming muddled with lust and sex. Everything about this was so wrong, yet her body was reacting to her every touch. Maria pressed her soft lips on hers and toyed with the buttons of Janet's manhandled shirt, pulling it off completely. Janet's p***y clenched as Maria began to kiss down her chest. Finally coming to a resolve internally, Janet pushed her hand through Maria's hair, pulling her closer to her. Janet took both her hands and placed them on her breasts, letting her squeeze them. God, it felt so good.

“My cum deep inside my friend’s wife. On your anniversary.” Elena moaned helplessly into his mouth, shame and raw arousal twisting together into something dangerously addictive. Damien led her to the master bedroom—a massive, luxurious space dominated by a king-sized bed with a breathtaking view of the glittering city skyline. He pushed her onto her back and climbed over her, pinning her wrists above her head with one powerful hand. “Tonight, you’re going to forget your husband exists,” he growled. He kissed his way down her body with ruthless hunger—sucking hard on her sensitive nipples until they were red and swollen, biting the soft flesh of her breasts and leaving dark, possessive marks.

“You have no pack scent on you, Raven. No wolf at all. You are soft. You're like a…broken goods carrying a dragon scar on your belly and stolen money hidden in your past. Victor is going to be king one day. He will need a real lycan queen. Someone strong enough to take his knot when the beast inside him rises, someone who can stand tall during pack challenges and rule beside him without flinching. The lycan world is dangerous and full of ambitious females who have trained their whole lives for a male like him. They can smell weakness from miles away. A human girl with no beast? They will tear you apart the moment they see you at his side.” “Strong enough to take his knot when the beast insid

For just a second, I caught a glimpse of pain flickering across his face before it vanished behind his usual icy facade. "The wedding's next month," he said. "Nora needs a bridesmaid." Nora Hunter. The girl who had shown up out of the blue three months ago, 20 and all sunshine with her blonde hair and blue eyes, clueless about the shadows in the world. Francis had welcomed her into the mansion, showered her with jewels, and paraded her around at every high-society event. Francis kept whispering sweet nothings to me, even as he was gearing up to marry someone else.

I worshipped every part of him that I could reach with my hands that were roaming all over his body as my mouth was sucking on his collarbone. “You are so fucking perfect,” I whispered. He let out a deep groan. “Everything is so perfect. Your body, the way you moan, and especially how greedy you are getting for my tongue. Liam is all mine tonight.” “Yes, I am all yours,” he pushed out through gritted teeth. “Good.” My pace quickened. Liam’s grip tightened on my shoulders. “I’m gonna cum, keep going please.” I stroked us faster, pressing my forehead to his with our eyes locked onto each other as the pressure that was building there rose until I could not even hold it back anymore.

“You need to go, Scarlett. Now.” She nodded, her cheeks burning with a mixture of shame and a thrilling, defiant heat. She turned and fled. It did nothing to quell the storm he had unleashed inside her. The memory of the kiss, the possessive grip of his hands, the wrecked sound of his voice, it was too much to process, yet a hunger had been awakened that demanded more. The following week, there was a seminar on power asymmetries in the modern novel felt like a special kind of torture. The subject matter which once would have been a purely intellectual exercise, now felt like a personal, pointed critique.

But Noah’s title stopped me cold. Dirty Desire. A nervous laugh escaped my mouth. Surely, I was imagining things, I had to be imagining things. Surely, this wasn’t what I thought it was. But when I opened the first page, my breath hitched. I couldn't believe my eyes. Noah hadn’t written a romance. He’d written a fantasy. His fantasy, a well detailed one at that. The words became more and more serious with each line: “She’s older, irresistible. Her voluptuous boobs pressed against my mouth”, “her wet pussy clenching tightly around me”, “her big fat ass bouncing against my hips.”