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Please Let Me In by Carol Pedroso
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Please Let Me In by Carol Pedroso
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Cool Countdown by Cia Nordwell
I was eager to get out of my brother’s house. Thirteen days of family time was enough. I had a New Year’s Eve party to go to, thankfully. Sydney was meeting me here, since his family had gotten back late that afternoon from the trip. Good thing the girls were already in bed. Their sticky little hands often destroyed on my clothes.
Jaime frowned. “You’re going out… in that?”
“Did you just channel Mom?” My mom had been nice, but conservative. Jaime had only been a few years old when our dad remarried, so she was the only
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Boys of Belsmeade: Chapter 23 by Kazy Reed
Fumaro raced through the woods, crossing the neutral territory and onto the Belanni estate. When he reached the house, he forced the door open and let it slam against the wall, shattering a vase that sat on the entry table.
Lilianna Becker hurried out from the living room, rage painting her face, but when she saw the vampire, she gasped. The viscount passed by without a word and kicked in the door to Becker’s study. Becker shot to his feet. “Corleanni! What the hell—”
Fumaro’s eyes went black and he hissed. “Listen to me!”
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Don’t Look Back #26 (5.5) by Julie Lynn Hayes
The drive back to the Crockett seemed hella-long to Marshall. But he didn’t dare fidget and reveal his impatience to Lee. And he definitely knew better than to touch himself, although the temptation to do so was great. He cast surreptitious glances at Lee, in the guise of taking in the scenery like any visitor to San Antonio. Instead, he secretly admired his handsome profile, the curl of Lee’s dark lashes over his blue eyes, the curve of the lush lips he longed to kiss.
Damn, he was one fine man.
Marshall swallowed a moan.
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In Enemy Hands: #3.3 by; M.A. Church
He vigorously petted the big feline. The animal dropped back down on four paws and rubbed against Adlar’s leg. Several years ago, Adlar had found a juvenile batar abandoned by its mother. It might’ve survived on its own, if it was lucky. Instead of luck, the cub had been hunted by something bigger than itself.
The encounter left the batar with the scar down its face. Adlar spent a month in the jungle playing nursemaid to the feline, trying to get it healthy without taming it. He’d succeeded. The batar remained close to Adlar, even establishing its territory near Adlar’s home.
“What have you found, boy?”
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Zane’s mouth dropped open as his brain comprehended Steele’s words. He’s going to make my ass cherry red? Holy shit!
“Darlin’, quit overthinking.” Steele unzipped his jeans. “Maybe I can help get ya back in the mood.” Steele withdrew his cock from his boxer briefs. Smearing pre-come around the head, he slowly started stroking his length.
Oh, that did it. Zane’s eyes latched onto the glistening mushroom head peeking out of Steele’s hand. Licking his lips, Zane unbuttoned and unzipped his own jeans. He imagined a sultry jazz tune in his head. He turned around, his hips swaying to the imaginary music.
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He held out his hand, taking the sword. He swung it, being careful not to hit anyone. “This is a child’s. One used to train a young warrior.”
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Fortitude: Part Six by Cia Nordwell
“You kept me up all night,” I complained. Teddy was yawning and griping about the lack of hot chocolate while I packed the tent.
Teddy flushed crimson, his fair skin turning beet red. “I was scared,” he mumbled.
I might have complained more, but having Teddy clinging to me had been pleasant, even if I was exhausted. “Well, the sun is up so that bird-like thing shouldn’t be around. We need to keep going, if we’re going to find the codex.” I’d keep my eyes peeled out for our wildman, though. I had a feeling he was close.
“Which way
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Time to Move On by Elyzabeth M. VaLey
“Put something on, you’ll catch your death of cold”
Disappointment coursed through. They were doing it again. No. He was doing it again. She was making an effort. She was dressed in her sexiest lingerie standing in the doorway to his home office, hoping, wishing, that’d he look at her. He’d barely raised his head from his computer. The damn machine was always more interesting than her. It didn’t matter what she was wearing. It didn’t matter if she was naked. It didn’t matter if she was bleeding to death. He didn’t care.
“Didn’t you hear me?”