Meddling girl + Alpha Doms= Sexy Menage!

Dangerous Interference

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After her sister goes missing, Alena Malloy travels to Blue Springs, Maine—her sister’s last known location—to track her down. As she begins her search, however, Alena’s efforts quickly bring her into conflict with Randy Janzen, the local sheriff, and Nash Osbourne, a Scotland Yard detective involved in the case due to its similarity with a recent disappearance in the UK.

Randy and Nash make it quite clear to Alena that they expect her to avoid interfering with their work, and when she defies them one time too many she earns herself a painful, embarrassing spanking. The humiliating punishment ignites a powerful desire in Alena, and despite her sore backside she finds herself yearning to be mastered more thoroughly.

The two stern, handsome lawmen agree to share Alena, and soon enough she is begging for more. But when Alena’s continued meddling in the investigation puts her life in grave danger, will Randy and Nash be able to protect her?

Publisher’s Note: Dangerous Interference includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Sexy Snippet

She knew what they intended before the first dual, sharp smacks landed on her cheeks and she jerked against the stinging heat. Biting her lip, she refused to cry out, or look up to see if the Hirsts or Carlee were watching, or question why what should be humiliating was so damned arousing.

“There’ll be more than three people watching this weekend,” Nash warned her as they both slapped her again, her skin warming nicely under his hand, her slit already glistening with proof of her arousal. The restless shift of her hips drew a smile from both of them, her impatience a come-on they couldn’t resist.

“Think you’ll be able to bend over like this in a room full of people who have an up-close seat to what we do to you? Without complaining,” he added with the next smack that set those soft, round globes to jiggling.

With the now familiar burn spreading over her butt and her sheath pulsing in tune to the painful throbbing encompassing her entire backside, she had no choice but to gasp, “Yes!” in acceptance. The truth was, at this point she doubted she could deny them anything, anytime, anywhere. Which would have her balking if she wasn’t in such dire need that increased with each blistering smack.

“Oh, good Lord,” she moaned when they shifted their aims to belabor the tender skin of the under curves of her buttocks. The steady barrage of double swats became almost too much to take in. Receiving twice the heat and pain all at once tossed her into a spiraling downfall that both excited and scared her.

“I hope so, Alena, because if you screw up, you won’t like the consequences.”

Nash sent a significant look between her legs where the visible proof of her pleasure couldn’t be missed, asking, “Are you sure of that, Randy?” as they delivered a couple of slaps on her thighs before palming her reddened flesh.

“With this one, I’ve never been sure of anything.”

 

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ROLL THE WHEEL, TAKE A CHANCE

I didn’t get to finish teasing  you all just yet, but Black Light Valentine Roulette is LIVE!!  And it’s awesome, and it’s hot, and it’s written by the best group of writers I’ve worked with.  I’ve had a fabulous time, learned a hell of a lot, and just plain enjoyed this project from beginning to end. And it’s not really over because Black Light doesn’t end at the stroke of midnight, there’s more great books coming your way…but for now… dive into the Valentine Roulette!

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Get ready to explore some of your naughtiest desires while you celebrate Valentine’s Day with eight kinky stories from eight USA Today and international bestselling authors! Black Light is the most exclusive BDSM club in Washington, D.C. and for one night they’re changing the rules of play to entertain their members with a game of chance – Valentine Roulette. Challenge and adventure awaits as these sexy dominants spin to win their submissives, and the subs spin to choose how they will play. Their prize if they last the night? One free month at Black Light, and for some of our daring participants… even a chance at love.

Three hours. Four hard limits. Eight sexy stories.

Are you brave enough to spin the wheel?


Included in this anthology are:

broken_promo2Broken by Renee Rose

When the sub known as Slave to Pain spins ageplay, she rolls her eyes. Major Jennifer Riggs doesn’t do fluffy, or pigtails, or baby talk. Doesn’t need to be cuddled or held. She likes to get in and get out, where only her body gets hurt. And she already has the perfect dom – a sadist who gives it hard.

Derek, aka Master D, has been trying to break through his sub’s tough walls for months. When someone else lands her for the Roulette event, he takes matters into his own hands and swaps for his girl. Ageplay isn’t his thing, but this may be the perfect time to get past her defenses and give her the support she always shoves away. But when he pushes her past the breaking point, and she comes up swinging, Derek realizes he may have just lost the one sub who was the perfect match for him.

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revealed_promo1Revealed by Livia Grant

Actress Khloe Monroe’s life is spinning out of control. Surrounded by millions of fans, but she’s never felt more alone. When she seeks out an old friend, Chase Cartwright, she doesn’t expect his advice to be signing up for a daring game of Valentine Roulette in his secretive BDSM club.

CIA agent Ryder Helms doesn’t play at anything in life, especially sex.  He’s a sadist and a dominant to his core, so when the roulette wheel pairs him with the stunning actress, Khloe Monroe, a BDSM newbie, he’s surprised to find she’s the best gift he’s received in a long time. Dominating an experienced submissive was fun. Dominating an innocent was delicious.

The confidentiality of Black Light may protect Khloe from the paparazzi, but who will protect her from the devastatingly handsome, yet dangerous, Dom she’s been paired with?

Muscular Man With Sexy Body

Unbroken by Maren Smith

Abby didn’t know what she’d first done to get on club dominant Newton’s bad side, but she went out of her way to earn the dark glowering looks he so loved to give her. Newton had no idea what he’d done to deserve it, but for two long years mischievous sub Abby had gone out of her way to make his life at the clubs a living hell.

Imagine her surprise when Newton also showed up with playbag in hand for Black Light’s first annual event. Imagine his dismay when he spun Abby’s name, attaching himself to her for the duration of the night.

If he thought for one second he could break her… If she thought for one second he was going to put up with it…

Valentine Roulette… let the games begin.

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wet_promo1_wkindleWet by Jennifer Bene

Sienna doesn’t like to talk when she plays at a club. She likes to escape, to be treated like an object so she doesn’t have to think. It’s nice, it’s easy, and she can do it with just about anyone… or so she thought.

When she gets paired with Alexander, a Daddy Dom who insists on calling her ‘little girl’ and making her talk, she realizes that spinning a giant water tank for breath play is the least of her worries. Now, with every unanswered question, she’s plunged into icy water – but the tank isn’t the only reason she’s wet.

Pleasure and pain give Sienna’s temper a voice, but will it force her to connect with herself and the man whose talented hands she’s beginning to crave – or will she break under his touch? And if she does shatter, will Alexander be able to put his little girl back together?

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Portrait of young businessmanUnraveled by Addison Cain

Spencer Cook, Black Light’s Dungeon Master, doesn’t tolerate impudence from anyone, especially not the Swedish ballbuster brought in to manage the club’s floundering bar. Klara Eriksson is a distraction, a vanilla outsider who has no place smiling at and chatting to the guests of D.C.’s elite BDSM club—especially when she has never once smiled at him.

Sending her packing escalates the issue. Klara finds her way back into Black Light as a last-minute participant in the Valentine Roulette party. Desperate to regain her job, Klara offers her ex-boss a wager. If she makes it through the night submitting to a stranger, he rehires her on the spot.

Whipping, breath play… Spencer is forced to watch as a well-known Sadist has his hands, his mouth, and his body all over the BDSM virgin he unwillingly craves. He wants Klara for himself. And Klara, well, she wants to understand why Spencer fills her thoughts each time her dom pushes her past pain and right into pleasure.

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Man in suitUnmasked by Lee Savino

A ruthless master. A reluctant submissive.

Chessie hasn’t had an orgasm in a really, really long time, so when her roommate talks her into joining the Roulette game at a local BDSM club, she figures it’s worth a shot. What she doesn’t expect is to be paired with the handsome Senator Kane — a man she’s all too familiar with.

Can Chessie get over her prejudice against him — and her reluctance to submit to her inner desires — to achieve the pleasure she craves at the hands of Master Kane?

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casual man looks at you with hands in pocketsStripped by Sophie Kisker

Adam Quinn and Sari Friesen have been matched for Valentine Roulette.  He likes her curves and her smile.  She likes his dark eyes and his self-assured dominance. But life hasn’t been easy for either of them, and trust comes slowly.

If they can work together for three hours as dom and sub, through a hot wax scene, a whipping, and a capture fantasy, they’ll win the prize.

But the secret that one of them is keeping threatens to strip away the tenuous attraction that’s growing with every spank, whimper, and moan. At the end of the night, will there be anything left to salvage for a future?

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bared_promo1Bared by Measha Stone

Riley can’t remember the last time she played with a Top she couldn’t manipulate. That’s the problem. She wants something more than topping from the bottom, and she’s convinced herself that the Valentine Roulette event is the place to find it.

But when she’s paired up with her ex, her confidence waivers. Dane knows her too well, has been watching her for months, and he’s not going to give up this time. Will he be able to breach that wall she’s been building since she ran out on him all those years ago? Or will she run again, lose the game, and her chance at love?

 

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ABOUT THE AUTHORS

RENEE ROSE is an USA Today bestselling author and a naughty wordsmith who writes BDSM and spanking romance novels. She’s hit #1 on Amazon in multiple categories in the U.S. and U.K., is often found on the list of Amazon’s Top 100 Erotic Authors.

LIVIA GRANT is an USA Today bestselling author who lives in Chicago with her husband and two sons… one a young man, the other a furry rescue dog named Max. Well-known for her deep character-driven plots, & incredible ensemble casts, she writes one hell of an erotic romance.

MAREN SMITH is an USA Today bestselling author with more than 20 years’ worth of books in print. She is well known for both her slightly twisted sense of humor and her unhealthy love affair with coffee.

JENNIFER BENE is an international bestselling author of dark and devious romance and erotica, in a variety of genres. She lives in Texas and loves wine, whiskey, BDSM, and keyboards – just not necessarily in that order.

ADDISON CAIN is the author of the international bestselling Alpha’s Claim series. She has a penchant for dark themes and unrepentant lust. Heroes are villains, wrong is right, and concepts of obsession color her tales beyond simple black and white.

LEE SAVINO is an USA Today bestselling author of sexy, sexy romance living in Virginia with her husband and little boy. No matter what genre she writes in she loves to write books about strong women and the sexy men who love them.

SOPHIE KISKER is a bestselling author of erotic romance full of dominance and submission. They’re almost always dark, and sometimes uncomfortable, but they will always have a happy ending. She’s a true believer that romantic love and a riding crop make a great combination.

MEASHA STONE is an author from the western suburbs of Chicago where she lives with her husband and children, who are just as creative and crazy as her. Her vanilla writing has been published in numerous literary magazines, but she’s found her passion in erotic romance.

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A ruthless master. A reluctant submissive.

We really are getting down to the wire for the release of one of the sexiest Anthologies to hit Amazon (if I do say so myself!).   Here’s another sneak peak of the awesomeness you will find on Feb 10th when you purchase your copy of Black Light Valentine Roulette.

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Chessie hasn’t had an orgasm in a really, really long time, so when her roommate talks her into joining the Roulette game at a local BDSM club, she figures it’s worth a shot. What she doesn’t expect is to be paired with the handsome Senator Kane — a man she’s all too familiar with.

Can Chessie get over her prejudice against him — and her reluctance to submit to her inner desires — to achieve the pleasure she craves at the hands of Master Kane?

Sexy Snippet

“Do you know what orgasm torture is, sweetheart?”

When she shook head, the drool started to leak from the sides of her mouth; she felt it hit her breasts. He didn’t seem to care, he kept talking, kept stroking between her legs, little touches that didn’t quite hit her clit, driving her mad.

“I tie you down and make you orgasm so much you’ll beg me to stop. And you know what I’ll do then?”

She was almost afraid to shake her head. He leaned so close, his lips must have been touching the hood.

“I won’t stop.”


Lee Savino’s website: www.leesavino.com

 

Other titles by Lee Savino:

 

The Berserker Saga
-Sold to the Berserkers
-Mated to the Berserkers
-Taken by the Berserkers
-Given to the Berserkers
-Claimed by the Berserkers (coming soon)
The Rocky Mountain Brides series

-Rocky Mountain Dawn
-Rocky Mountain Bride
-Rocky Mountain Rose
-Rocky Mountain Romp
-Rocky Mountain Rogue
-Rocky Mountain Wild
-Rocky Mountain Ride

Pearl’s Possession

Rescuing Regina

Innocence in the Underworld: Mafia romance Trilogy

The American Alpha series

-Devil Dog
-The Competition (coming soon)

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Black Light’s Dungeon Master has met his match.

Another sneak peak at Black Light Valentine Roulette.  Addison Cain writes some hot stories, so of course this one is no different. But enough of my gushing…take a look.

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Spencer Cook, Black Light’s Dungeon Master, doesn’t tolerate impudence from anyone, especially not the Swedish ballbuster brought in to manage the club’s floundering bar. Klara Eriksson is a distraction, a vanilla outsider who has no place smiling at and chatting to the guests of D.C.’s elite BDSM club—especially when she has never once smiled at him.

Sending her packing escalates the issue. Klara finds her way back into Black Light as a last-minute participant in the Valentine’s Roulette party. Desperate to regain her job, Klara offers her ex-boss a wager. If she makes it through the night submitting to a stranger, he rehires her on the spot.

Whipping, breath play… Spencer is forced to watch as a well-known Sadist has his hands, his mouth, and his body all over the BDSM virgin he unwillingly craves. He wants Klara for himself. And Klara, well, she wants to understand why Spencer fills her thoughts each time her dom pushes her past pain and right into pleasure.

Sexy Snippet

Lips soft, full and tempting at her ear, again Will asked, “Why are you here, Miss Eriksson?”

He gripped her hair, pulling enough to send a ripple of sensation through her scalp. Turning her head, he demanded honey eyes meet deep chocolate brown.

She could barely manage a whisper. “Because I need it.”

“Yes, you do.” For a moment Will was as gentle as he’d been at the start. “Let go.”

Just like that, whatever high she’d indulged in was over. There were too many things in the way. Too much she had to do. “I can’t.”

His thumb pulled her bottom lip to the side, smearing her juices all over her mouth. He looked unmoved by her resistance, leaning down to press a kiss to her forehead. “Then I’m going to have to hurt you until you can.”


Author Bio:

Addison L. Cain was born in sunny California, but found herself drawn to dwell in older, history-rich places. Japan, Ireland, Qatar, and now Washington DC, Addison is always on the move, always eager to immerse herself in new cultures and people. Her stories reflect the antiquities she loves: deep and sometimes very dark. Driven to push her characters beyond the pale, Addison’s books are not for the faint of heart.

An alumni of California State University Fullerton, she earned a degree in Japanese and spent years in Asia studying indigenous Japanese religion. Primeval forests and worn pathways have led to her obsession with gardening. Her Great Dane approves, loping around the yard and getting into mischief. Unfortunately the cat has to watch from a window, and because Addison is a total sucker for his sad golden eyes, he gets hours of belly rubs and too many treats.
Don’t miss these exciting titles by Addison Cain!

The Alpha’s Claim Series:
Born to be Bound: Book One
Born To Be Broken: Book Two
Reborn: Book Three
The Irdesi Empire Series:
Sigil: Book One
Sovereign: Book Two
Anthologies:
The Dark Forest: A Collection of Erotic Fairytales

Historical Romance:
A Trick of the Light
Available Summer 2017:
Alpha’s Control Book One

Social Media Links:

Website – http://addisonlcain.com

Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/AddisonlCain/

Goodreads – https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/15164484.Addison_Cain

BookBub – https://www.bookbub.com/authors/addison-cain

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Are you brave enough to spin the wheel?

Today I’m going to give you sneak peak at Livia Grant’s Revealed.   Another sizzling story for this awesome Anthology- from one of the masterminds! You’re gonna love it, go on and tease yourself a little.

COMING FEB 10TH! MARK YOUR CALENDARS!!

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Actress Khloe Monroe’s life is spinning out of control. Surrounded by millions of fans, but she’s never felt more alone. When she seeks out an old friend, Chase Cartwright, she doesn’t expect his advice to be signing up for a daring game of Valentine Roulette in his secretive BDSM club.

CIA agent Ryder Helms doesn’t play at anything in life, especially sex.  He’s a sadist and a dominant to his core, so when the roulette wheel pairs him with the stunning actress, Khloe Monroe, a BDSM newbie, he’s surprised to find she’s the best gift he’s received in a long time. Dominating an experienced submissive was fun. Dominating an innocent was delicious.

The confidentiality of Black Light may protect Khloe from the paparazzi, but who will protect her from the devastatingly handsome, yet dangerous, Dom she’s been paired with?

Sexy Snippet

Khloe had never felt so alive. It was like every cell of her body was on high alert, ready to do her master’s bidding.  It was ridiculous, really.  Who the fuck did he think he was? They’d known each other all of thirty minutes, so it was ridiculous to recognize she hadn’t felt this level of intimacy with anyone ever before.  The novelty of it made her brave enough to see where it would take her.

He’d assured her he’d stop if she cried out red and, despite his harsh treatment, she believed him.  And while she was under no delusion that Chase had any romantic feelings for her, she knew he wouldn’t let anything truly dangerous happen to her.  Those were the only reasons she was able to get her excited breathing under control.

His name was Ryder.  Her eyes tracked him as he moved around the perimeter of the room, collecting up any number of diabolical items he planned to use on her body.  There was something about him that fascinated her.  She couldn’t put her finger on it, but she suspected it had to do with the fact that he was the first person in a long time whom she felt wasn’t interested in her as an actress.  He didn’t seem to care about how much money she made or how famous she was.  As fucked up as the game they were playing was, it felt real.

There were very few things in her life that she could say that about.

Before they really got started, a loud commotion could be heard across the club as a woman screamed, “Fucking red, you bastard!” at the top of her lungs.  She turned, trying to see what was happening. Even from the distance, she recognized the last couple to be matched. Congressman Masterson and his ex-wife were not doing too well with their Pet Play kink.

Ryder raised an eyebrow when she looked back at him. “I’d stay focused on your own predicament if I were you, little girl.”

She suspected that was good advice.

Khloe tugged at her restraints, testing to see if she had any wiggle room and strangely relieved when she found little.  He’d left her lying flat, thankfully, as she didn’t want to see the growing crowd that had gathered around inside the doorway and even the cutout window, supplied so voyeurs could watch the famous actress be dominated by the scariest of the roulette dominants.

Her bubble of self-confidence burst when he approached between her legs and held up what looked like a sharp scalpel.  Survival instincts kicked in and she did her best to flail in her bonds, fighting to be free.

“That’s it, baby.  Try to fight me.  I love it.”  Holy shit if she didn’t see the truth in his eyes as he held the sharp implement closer for her to get a good look.

“Sonofabitch,” she cried out.

“That’s one.  I’m Master or Sir.  Any other names will earn you a punishment. Now, I’d hold still if I were you.”

“I don’t like this!” she countered.

“There are no rules that say you have to like anything. You just have to obey.”

Her struggles were fruitless, but she didn’t stop until he volleyed a few sharp swats to her exposed inner thighs with his palm.  The embarrassment was worse than the pain.

“You’re a real prince, you know that?”

“Oh baby, don’t I know it.” He moved around next to her and reached out to pull up the fabric of her bra between her boobs. He waited until she looked into his eyes to reply.  “Here’s the thing. You have princes chasing you daily, yet you’re at Black Light, looking for something you can’t even name. Now, hold perfectly still unless you want to turn this into a blood play scene.”

Khloe held her breath while she felt him brush the dull edge of the scalpel across her skin just before situating it at her bra and pulling up to let the blade slice through the lace.  The tension now released, the fabric flew apart, exposing her mounds and protruding nipples to her captor.  He took his time admiring her, reaching to cup her bare breast, pinching the tight tip between his thumb and middle finger until she moaned.

She knew her panties would come off next, but the Dom used the electronic controls on the diabolical table to first move the head of the table upright, bending her at the tummy and also allowing the crowd to now witness her expressions.  The only saving grace was that the spotlight above the table was bright enough to make it difficult to see out into the audience.  She needed to pretend they weren’t there. Instead, she turned her attention back to the man now standing between her widely spread legs.  There was open lust in his eyes that made her feel powerful.

“Hold still,” he ordered.  She complied, wanting him to draw blood even less than he did.

Her panties fell away, ruined, leaving her completely bare.  A palpable electric charge zinged in the air as his gaze devoured her bare pussy.

“What a shame. You’re already bald.  I was looking forward to shaving you before your examination.”  He let his fingers brush through her folds, coming into the lightest of contact with her clit.  Christ, if only he’d pay attention there a bit longer, she’d be a puddle of goo.  Instead, he yanked his hand away before she could enjoy it.  She groaned in frustration.

“Lucky for you, I have extensive experience with medical examinations.  Well, medical torture to be more precise.”

 


Author Bio:

USA Today Bestselling author Livia Grant lives in Chicago with her husband and two sons… one a teenager, the other a furry rescue dog named Max. She is blessed to have traveled extensively and as much as she loves to visit places around the globe, the Midwest and its changing seasons will always be home. Livia started writing when she felt like she finally had the life experience to write a riveting story that she hopes her readers won’t be able to put down. Livia’s fans appreciate her deep character driven plots, often rooted in an ensemble cast where the friendships are as important as the romance… well, almost.

 

Where you can find Livia:

Livia’s Website:   http://www.liviagrant.com

Livia’s Blog:  www.liviagrant.com/blog

Livia’s Newsletter – http://www.liviagrant.com/newsletter

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Do You feel lucky? Well, do you?

It’s 5 days until the release of Black Light: Valentine Roulette. I know you’re all dying to know more, and I am nothing if not generous. So, here’s a tidbit from  Broken by Renee Rose.

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BROKEN

When the sub known as Slave to Pain spins ageplay, she rolls her eyes. Major Jennifer Riggs doesn’t do fluffy, or pigtails, or baby talk. Doesn’t need to be cuddled or held. She likes to get in and get out, where only her body gets hurt. And she already has the perfect dom – a sadist who gives it hard.

Derek, aka Master D, has been trying to break through his sub’s tough walls for months. When someone else lands her for the Roulette event, he takes matters into his own hands and swaps for his girl. Ageplay isn’t his thing, but this may be the perfect time to get past her defenses and give her the support she always shoves away. But when he pushes her past the breaking point, and she comes up swinging, Derek realizes he may have just lost the one sub who was the perfect match for him.

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She jerked when, suddenly, Master D appeared in front of her, his barrel chest clearly defined with muscles beneath his tight black T-shirt.

“Jesus, where’d you come from?”

Damn, he was stealthy for such a big guy.

He shoved her up against the wall, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand, the other gripping her jaw to hold her face in place. His thigh wedged between her legs, forcing her feet apart and giving her something to grind down on. “Did you wear that dress for them?” he growled.

A wave of knowing washed over her. Yep. He was going to see this as a betrayal. Something in her stomach knotted. She opted for a truth that wouldn’t piss him off.

“I bought it for you.”

The thumb of the hand gripping her jaw eased and slid over her skin, stroking her cheek. “Did you?” His voice was a purr now.

“Yeah.” She’d lost her breath. It always seemed to happen when he dominated her. Sometimes she hated herself for it—she wasn’t allowed to feel fear, after all. But, at some point, she’d drawn a line. The sub she became in Black Light was someone else. Someone who liked to surrender. Liked to get scared and excited by a man bigger than she was. It didn’t reflect on Major Jennifer Dibbs. It wasn’t a personality flaw—it was a kink. Just about sex and the way she liked to do it. Another reason to keep things separate and clean. She didn’t need her headspace to get fucked up by her kink.

He yanked the neckline of her dress down under her breasts. If the fabric hadn’t been so stretchy, it would’ve torn. He shoved the cups of her bra down next. “Are you going to let them see these pretty little boobies?”

Ouch. Yeah, they were little. She knew it. They weren’t her best asset. But she still didn’t love hearing them called little boobies. He probably guessed that, like he guessed everything about her. His hand cupped one, somehow making it seem bigger than it was by wrapping around to hold her muscle on the side, too. Bless the man.

“I- I don’t know.”

He arched a brow. “You don’t know?” His voice sounded incredulous. “Well, you’d better decide, little slave, or the decision will be made for you.”

Her head wobbled on her neck. “Probably,” she whispered.

His face turned stony. He pinched her nipple and twisted.

She shrieked and tried to rise up on her tiptoes, but he had her pinned too tightly.

“You will be punished for any and all transgressions I see tonight.”

What the fuck? They didn’t have any rules or arrangements for her to transgress against. But her pussy had just turned molten at his words, the idea of punishment at his hands so terribly exciting she didn’t care how unfair the statement had been.

He continued to hold her nipple in a tight twist, sending shards of pain sprinting out through her breast.

“Yes, sir,” she squeaked.

He waited one beat. Two. Then his grip on her breast and wrists eased, his palm massaging her wounded breast as he leaned over and bit her ear. “I’ll be watching,” he growled against her neck, then kissed it, his lips suddenly soft, the gesture oddly tender.

It made her knees go weak.

Good thing he was still holding her up.


Black Light Valentine’s Roulette

Get ready to explore some of your naughtiest desires while you celebrate Valentine’s Day with eight kinky stories from eight USA Today and international bestselling authors! Black Light is the most exclusive BDSM club in Washington, D.C. and for one night they’re changing the rules of play to entertain their members with a game of chance – Valentine Roulette. Challenge and adventure awaits as these sexy dominants spin to win their submissives, and the subs spin to choose how they will play. Their prize if they last the night? One free month at Black Light, and for some of our daring participants… even a chance at love.

Three hours. Four hard limits. Eight sexy stories.

Are you brave enough to spin the wheel?

FEATURING AUTHORS: Renee Rose • Livia Grant • Maren Smith • Jennifer Bene • Addison Cain • Lee Savino • Sophie Kisker • Measha Stone

About the Author

 

USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR RENEE ROSE is a naughty wordsmith who writes kinky romance novels. Named Eroticon USA’s Next Top Erotic Author in 2013, she has also won The Romance Reviews Best Historical Romance, and Spanking Romance Reviews’ Best Historical, Best Erotic, Best Ageplay and favorite author. She’s hit #1 on Amazon in the Erotic Paranormal, Western and Sci-fi categories. She also pens BDSM stories under the name Darling Adams.

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Black Light – Exposed

We are only days away from the release of Black Light: Valentine’s Roulette Anthology being released!!!  So if you’ve been keeping up, today I’m exposing the second book in the Black Light series:  Exposed by Jennifer Bene  (did you see what I did there?)

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Blurb

Maddie O’Neill has always wanted to be a reporter, but after two years in Washington, D.C. working at a daily coupon paper, she can feel her dreams slipping through her fingers. Suddenly, with a single phone call from a friend at The Washington Post, everything changes. They have an open position, and he wants her to have it.

There’s just one problem – he wants a story first, and she has one chance to impress him.

With the deadline for the job fast approaching, Maddie finds herself spending her nights inside Runway, investigating why the elite of the nation’s capitol are showing up at the hottest new club in the city. None of it makes sense until she stumbles upon a secret buried beneath its floors, and walks right into the arms of Thomas Hathaway. Gorgeous and dominant, with a sinful smile, he is more than willing to show the feisty redhead just how he likes to play inside the exclusive BDSM club, Black Light.

Now Maddie is trapped in a web of lies, getting tied up in ropes by one of the hottest congressmen in the House, and as she sinks deeper into this world of pain and pleasure she knows she will have to make a tough choice before time runs out. But will she follow her dreams or her heart?

Get ready for spankings, bondage, drama, and heartache, as you follow Maddie and Thomas through all of your deepest fantasies in ‘Black Light: Exposed’, a stand-alone book in the Black Light Series!

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Sexy Snippet

“I’ve got some questions for you, Maddie.” He stood, withdrawing his touch as he walked around the chair to where she couldn’t see him.

“Questions?” she asked. Wasn’t she supposed to be asking the questions?

“Yes.” Thomas’ voice was a low rumble behind her, and then the sharp sting of a spank landed on her ass. It shocked her more than it hurt, but she still gasped loudly and pulled against the rope. “Keep your heels on the floor, beautiful, and listen to me.”

“Okay.” She nodded and then another swat landed, a little harder. “I mean, yes, sir!”

“That’s a good girl.” He had a smile in his voice. “Let’s get you warmed up.” He began to spank her, sharp stings followed by warm heat that bloomed over her skin. Never truly painful, but always a shock that made her push up onto her toes before she forced her heels to press back into the carpet.

The three-inch lift from her shoes seemed to have her ass at the perfect height for him to pepper every inch of her skin, and he did. Starting out slow, with a breath or two between each smack, but then they grew faster. More intense, until the stings started to overlay one another and she knew she was squirming, tugging against the rope that slid like silk across her wrists without giving an inch. Murmuring incoherent pleas that she bit down on, because she knew he was being gentle, that the teasing burn he was building was nothing more than that – a tease.

Because she’d had spanks like this before, and she wanted to know what came next.

“There.” He stopped, running his hand over the warm skin of her ass, and she could feel the low heat in it as he squeezed. “So beautiful… all pink and ready to play. Are you ready, Maddie?”

The bravery came from some dark, hungry place inside her, but she nodded and pushed her voice to give more than a whisper. “Yes, sir.”

“Alright, now tell me the truth. Were you invited here tonight?”

“Yes, sir.” A hard spank landed on her right cheek, and she cried out as the shock made her gasp. “What the –”

“Want to try that again? Remember, honesty is important.” His hand brushed over the place he’d just struck, and she shivered. “Were you invited here tonight, Maddie?”

“Yes, sir.” She lied again, and this time the swat to her other cheek was even sharper. It was a burst of fiery sting that made her bounce her hips trying to settle it, and if her hands hadn’t been bound she would have reached back to soothe the skin.

Thomas leaned over her back, the brush of his shirt across her ribs making her shiver. “See, I don’t think that’s true, beautiful. It’s in the rules that any member bringing a guest has to be present. So, either your friend broke the rules and didn’t meet you, or you heard about this place from someone who should not have been talking about it and you tried to come in on your own.” He pressed an all-too-gentle kiss to her ribs, and she drew in a shuddering breath as her nerves ramped up. “And I sincerely doubt that anyone would invite you and then not be here to play with someone so impeccably beautiful. So… which is it?”

Shit. Shit. Shit.

“Maddie?” His voice had that edge in it again, that chastising tone that made her want to apologize for things she couldn’t possibly admit.

“You’re right, I, um, I heard about it, but I can’t tell you their name. It’s my fault, not theirs… sir.” Another lie, but this was one she hoped he’d believe.

“So, you planned to just come in here and… what? Offer yourself to the first Dom that wanted to play?” He delivered a hard spank to the place where her ass met her thighs and it hurt even more, forcing her up onto her toes before she dropped her heels again.

She nodded, agreeing to the lie. “Yes! Yes, sir. I just wanted to see it.”

Thomas laughed low, standing up behind her. Another hard swat, but she gritted her teeth to stifle the whine. “You’ve been a very naughty girl, Maddie… and while I’m very glad I was the one to find you, I don’t like it when subs lie to me, and I like it even less when they put themselves at risk. Anyone could have offered to let you in.”

“I’m sorry, sir.” Not a lie. Guilt surged inside her, and she felt bad for continuing to lie, but there was no way out now. She was in, she’d already seen one senator embroiled in this devious little underground sex club, and where there was one – there had to be more. A whole new, exciting layer to the Jaxson Davidson scandal.

It had front page written all over it.

Suddenly, Thomas slipped his hand between her thighs, cupping the evidence of her arousal as he applied the barest hint of pressure to her clit. The shock of it pulled the brake on her thoughts, shifting gears to the thrumming heat inside her, the pulse of desire that beckoned her ever closer to the darkness all around her. Maddie pushed her hips forward, seeking a little more, and she knew that the story wasn’t the only reason she was bent over this chair. No, she’d let him tie her down because some piece of her wanted this, wanted more than what she knew, and he seemed more than willing to give it to her. “Please, sir…”

“Please what?” he asked, his hand staying still against the damp fabric of her underwear as she rocked more urgently against his touch.

“Please touch me!” It was begging, something she would have never have imagined herself capable of, but her mind was spinning out of her control, and her nerves were a network of need that she knew instinctively Thomas Hathaway could satisfy.

“Oh, no. Not yet.” He pulled his hand away and she actually whined, twisting against the rope and shifting her weight from heel to heel in a miniature fit. The dark tone in his voice instantly quieted her, “You know the deal, Maddie. Naughty girls don’t get rewards, they get punished. Then, if they’re very, very good, they get a reward.”

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Jennifer Bene is a best-selling author of erotic fiction who loves wine, hiking, whiskey, and keyboards – not necessarily in that order. She’s been writing for years, but it’s always been the dark stuff that makes her tingly, so her books are full of aggressive alpha males and Doms, feisty women who may or may not have a submissive streak, and intense, psychological storylines. Whether it’s showing up in erotica, paranormal romance, ménage, or anything else she decides to venture into, it’s always a little dark. But, don’t worry, she also insists on having a nice little happily-ever-after! After all, without the dark, we’d never notice the light, now would we?

 

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“Time for your shower.” He grinned and started to head back toward the house.

“Here?” she called to him, and he didn’t bother responding. He’d just tied her to a fucking tree, where did she think she was having it?

It was pretty warm for a fall day, which was good—for her.

Her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open when he headed back toward her carrying the hose in one hand and a bucket in the other.

“No. No. Not a hose.”

Funny how she thought she had the right to demand anything from him at that moment. After she’d sliced him. After she’d spit at him. After she’d fought and clawed at him. Between the two of them, she had been the most violent.

“Oh, yes, the hose. That’s how I clean my pets, peaches.” Her intake of breath at how he referred to her wasn’t lost on him. Such a little sound really. Most men wouldn’t even notice it, but not Devin. No, he not only noticed it, he basked in those little sounds. The hums, the shocked gasps, the painful cries, the soft murmurs of pleasure, all if it stroked his arousal to an almost painful point.
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Blurb

After her brother’s life of crime is brought to a sudden end, twenty-two-year-old Kara Jennings fears she may be the next target of the men who killed him. It comes as a shock, however, when she is taken captive by a mysterious man who promises to keep her safe but quickly demonstrates that he will not hesitate to punish her in any way he sees fit if she disobeys him.

Devin Stinger is certain there is something important that Kara is refusing to share with him–something related to her brother’s death–and he is fully prepared to be as firm as necessary to get her to tell him the truth, even if that means stripping her bare, spanking her soundly, and keeping her caged like a pet.

Despite her shame at being made to kneel naked at her captor’s feet, eat from his hand, and surrender her body to him completely, Devin’s dominance leaves Kara helplessly aroused and yearning for him to master her even more thoroughly. When he brings her to the edge of an intense climax only to leave her desperate and wanting, her need for him to claim her properly compels Kara to confess the secret her brother shared with her before his death. But will that information help Devin protect his beautiful pet or will it ultimately put her in greater danger?

Publisher’s Note: Protecting His Pet includes spankings, sexual scenes, extensive pet play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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He wanted revenge. She wanted closure.

 

 

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They had unfinished business.

She went there for closure, but he deserved his revenge.

They both learned to be careful what you wish for.

When Samantha Stone hears the popular rock band Crushing Stones created by her childhood sweetheart is headlining at a new dance club nearby, she considers it fate.  She’s waited seven years to get answers. Why had he deserted her without even saying good-bye?

Jonah “Cash” Carter has scanned the throngs of fans for years looking for her.  Waiting. When he spots Sami in the crowd, he freezes mid-song.  He’d named his band for a reason, and tonight would be the night he finally got to crush a Stone.

Too many secrets.  Too much history.  Can they find their way to the truth without destroying each other?

Author’s Note:  Black Light: Rocked is a steamy bad-boy rocker romance with an HEA. It is meant for mature audiences only.  It has explicit sexual situations as well as BDSM power exchange elements that may not be suitable for all readers.

 

 

 Sexy Snippet

If possible, he was even more devastatingly handsome than ever before.  He hadn’t taken the time to shower or even change after the show. His thick hair and muscular arms glistened with sweat from the exertion of his art. It had been surreal to watch the concert on the television knowing he was performing just two stories below her.

A full minute of silence went by as the old friends sized each other up.  The anger in his eyes hadn’t diluted so when he took a step closer, her boot stepped back out of self-preservation.  The old friends danced a silent two-step; each move Sam made was choreographed to keep as much distance between them as possible.

“Since when are you afraid of me?”  His voice was foreign to her.

“I’ve never met you. You’re a whole different person, Cash.”

She’d said the words to shock him, hoping he’d stop scaring the shit out of her.  It didn’t work.

“I’m exactly who you made me into, Miss Stone.”

“Stop calling me that.”  She wasn’t sure why it bothered her, but she somehow knew he meant it as a slur.

“Why? It’s your name, isn’t it? Or did you already get married? Daddy get you married off to a nice stiff from the country club yet?”

“Not yet.  For some odd reason I’ve resisted his matchmaking efforts.  Maybe that was a mistake.”

“Oh baby, I’m sure it was.  I expected you to be living the high life, ruining people’s lives at a breakneck speed by now.”

Samantha felt her fear fleeing, replaced with bubbled-up anger. “What the hell is wrong with you? If anyone should be angry here, it’s me. You’re acting like I set out to ruin your life when instead, I’d think you could at least say you’re sorry if you’re not going to say thank you.”

“Thank you?! What the fuck do I have to thank you for, Samantha?” At least he’d used her first name, even if he had said it like it was a curse.

“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe the fact that you’re a Grammy-Award-winning, multimillionaire musician.”

He was closing the distance between them one step at a time, careful not to spook her and make her run, although she had nowhere to go. Her brain was screaming to put more distance between them, but her other body parts were being drawn into his magnetic field, just like the old days.

If anything his green eyes got darker. “Even if I do have success, why the hell would I thank you for that? I have what I have because I worked hard for it. I had to overcome all the bullshit obstacles thrown at me by you and your fucked up family so thank you? No. More like fuck you.”

It was worse than she ever dreamed.  Not only was Jonah gone, but Cash Carter was a jerk.  She decided she needed to let him know.

“You’re a real asshole, you know that, Cash?”

It wasn’t much, but she saw the small flinch at her use of his stage name.  It gave her the courage to press on. “I never should have come here tonight.  It was a mistake.”

“Hell yeah, it was.  Why’d you come, anyway?”

The sadness of losing the last trace of her best friend threatened to weaken her to tears.  She fought to stay strong. She didn’t want him to see how hurt she was.

“I was curious, I guess.  I live in D.C. now and I mistakenly thought fate might have finally brought us back together when I realized you were going to be playing just a few blocks from my apartment.”

She should have shut up then. She’d already said too much, but he was moving closer and she had circled around the couch and was close to being cornered by the advancing, angry man.

The words just kept falling out of her mouth, “Maybe I came because I mistakenly missed my friend. I wanted a glimpse of what your life was like. To see what you looked like having everything you ever dreamed of.”  Emotion had her choking to get the final words out.

His wicked laughter at her distress brought tears to her eyes as he spewed, “That’s funny, Sam.  What would you know about my dreams?”

Her anger was deserting her, leaving her deflated. “I used to know everything.”

He was almost close enough to reach out and touch her. She was relieved when he didn’t as he spewed his next angry rant. “Used to is right. You don’t know shit anymore.”

She tried to rally her anger again. “I can see that. At least your new name suits you. What a fool I’ve been. Missing you. Wishing things had turned out different for us.”

“There never was an us. Your father and uncle saw to that.”

 

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USA Today Bestselling author Livia Grant lives in Chicago with her husband and two sons… one a teenager, the other a furry rescue dog named Max. She is blessed to have traveled extensively and as much as she loves to visit places around the globe, the Midwest and its changing seasons will always be home. Livia started writing when she felt like she finally had the life experience to write a riveting story that she hopes her readers won’t be able to put down. Livia’s fans appreciate her deep character driven plots, often rooted in an ensemble cast where the friendships are as important as the romance… well, almost.

 

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Editorial Reviews:

  • I want a VIP pass to this BDSM club for sure! Livia Grant mastered my heart as I turned page after page. This first book in the series is hot, it’s moving, and it’s written so well. She nailed this 5 star read. ~ Alta Hensley, USA Today Bestselling Author
  • “Edgy, sexy and provocative, Black Light: Rocked tells an intensely erotic and consuming story. A typical Livia Grant 5 star read.” ~ Natasha Knight, USA Today Bestselling Author

 

 

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So it begins…

Some of you may already know this, but for some it may news.  I’ve had the best time over the past few months working on an Anthology with some AWESOME authors.  Awesome is such a generic word, and it really doesn’t cover the actual intensity of how proud I am to be included in the anthology, but I’ve only had a half a cup of coffee so it will have to do.

Now, the anthology takes place at Black Light, an exclusive and secret BDSM club in Washington DC.  Chase Cartwright and Jaxson Davidson opened the club because…well…Livia Grant tells it better than I could.  She’s written the Pre-quel to the Black Light Series with Infamous Love, so let’s just start there.  Check tomorrow to hear about the first book in the Black Light Series Rocked, and the next for Jennifer Bene’s book Exposed…and then you’ll get to take some sneak peaks at that Vanetines Roulette coming Feb 10th.


 

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When curvy grad student Emma Fischer is stranded in the south of France, she’s short on cash and unable to speak French. The last people she expects to come to her aide at the train station are two high-demand fashion models in France for a photo shoot. Sparks fly between the threesome as they speed towards Paris in their private car.

Emma gets on the train a girl, but the intimate time spent in the dominant men’s arms over one hot weekend turns her into a woman. Walking away from her lovers to return to her average life in Wisconsin is one of the hardest things she’s ever done.

Jaxson Davidson and Chase Cartwright have been best friends and business partners for years. As A-list models they are treated like royalty wherever they go, by everyone they meet, which is why their down-to-earth submissive grad student, Emma, is something special. The men have been seeking a way to turn their friendship into a romance, and Emma is the perfect missing ingredient to make that happen.

Can a romance that started as a fun summer fling turn into something long lasting for the trio? Will Jaxson’s powerful father ruin their chance at their own happily ever after? Find out this and more in this sexy, exciting ménage novel where love might really be the only thing more powerful than the paparazzi.

Publisher’s Note: Infamous Love is a M/m/f erotic ménage romance meant for adult audiences only.

 Now, the Sexy Snippet 

 

“Emma, I owe you an apology about the lists.  I was wrong to jump to conclusions and I’m sorry about that.  I’m even sorry that I didn’t pick up on how stressed you were getting, but…”

Sweet relief. He’d apologized. It meant so much to her that he’d admit when he was wrong. She had just started to catch her breath when the sharp edge to his voice returned, anger flaring hot in his eyes.

“But I’m pretty sure I’ve made it very clear that I will not allow you to put yourself down or call yourself names. If you have insecurities or concerns, you bring them to us and we’ll talk through them. We don’t hide them under the rug or worse yet, slap a layer of makeup and new wardrobe on and think it’s gonna fix anything.  Trust me on this. That’s a slippery slope.”

Her anger was ebbing, the adrenalin in her bloodstream diluting.  In its wake was fear. Fear of being ridiculed.  Worse yet, publicly judged.  But she’d given it lots of thought and the only thing she could think of that was worse than being crucified by the media was being alone again after sampling how joyous life could be in the arms of not one, but two remarkable men.  She knew with every fiber of her being that she’d regret it for the rest of her life if she let them leave Madison without her.

But that meant she was actually going to have to leave the safety of the attic.  It also meant she was going to have to apologize to the angry man in front of her.  Not for her outburst. Not even for her feelings of inadequacy, but for not trusting him to listen to her worries.

“Fine. I’m sorry I yelled at you.”

“Seriously? That’s all you’ve got?”

She knew what he was waiting for, but she also knew she’d been punished for saying much less before. She could feel the skin on her ass tingling in anticipation of the spanking she knew was in her near future.

“Alright, maybe I should have told you how scared shitless I am to leave the house with you. That I’m pretty sure people will burst out laughing when they see you with me. How social media is going to light up.  We’ll be trending on Twitter within an hour and the focus of a scathing TMZ exposé within twenty-four hours.”

Shut the fuck up, Emma. You’re making it worse.

The scowl on Jaxson’s face turned darker as he stepped up to sandwich her between the two men.  His hands squeezed her biceps as Chase’s fingers dug into her hips, each holding her stationary.

“Look at me, Emma.”

She’d trained her eyes on his adam’s apple directly in front of her to avoid seeing the disappointment in his eyes.

“Now, Emma.” His order had her snapping to attention.

She’d expected anger, but she saw a sadness in Jax’s eyes.  She held her breath waiting for him to bust her for putting herself down.

“I owe you another apology. I was so happy to just hide out for a while that it didn’t dawn on me that you were afraid to leave.  I’ll fix that tomorrow. We’re gonna tackle that list of yours together and by the end of the day, you’ll know that all of your fears were unfounded.”

She was smart enough not to laugh at what was surely a joke. It was a good thing too since his next words were scary enough.

“Now what do you think is going to happen next?”

She held her breath, afraid to say the words.

“Emma, answer me. What happens when you put yourself down?”

Her answer was barely audible. “You spank me.”

“No.  I spanked you the last time. I see it didn’t take.”

This was not good. What was worse than a spanking?

“Chase, go grab some rope and the wooden paddle. Emma is about to get her first paddling. We’ll see if that makes a more lasting impression on our girl.”

Emma’s legs felt wobbly under her as Chase released her and stepped away to follow Jaxson’s order. He was back entirely too fast.  She snuck a glance up at her Dom and saw his jaw locked with determination.

This was very bad. Her heart raced with fear, guilt and excitement. How she could be excited to feel the paddle was a mystery, but the vibration in her pussy could not be denied.

Jaxson released her left arm and pulled her back towards the desk in front of the lone window. He turned her to face the flat surface and stripped her of her old terry robe, leaving her naked. The desk lamp illuminated her heavy breasts for any passer-by coming home late from a night of partying.

The touch of his palm pressing her to lean over the back of the straight-backed chair gave a brief relief to hide from voyeurs, until she saw Chase kneeling on one side of the chair and Jax on the other, each securing her hands to the front legs. She was able to grasp onto the side rungs of the chair, but her lower tummy then pressed into the top of backrest uncomfortably.

She truly panicked as they pulled her legs wide to the outside of the chair, securing her ankles to the back legs and rendering her incapacitated.  They worked silently, solemn in their solidarity to teach her a lesson. She thought about begging them to stop.  About apologizing. But she knew it would do no good. Hell, she wasn’t even sure if yelling puppies, her safeword, would get her out of the punishment coming.

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USA Today Bestselling author Livia Grant lives in Chicago with her husband and two sons… one a teenager, the other a furry rescue dog named Max. She is blessed to have traveled extensively and as much as she loves to visit places around the globe, the Midwest and its changing seasons will always be home. Livia started writing when she felt like she finally had the life experience to write a riveting story that she hopes her readers won’t be able to put down. Livia’s fans appreciate her deep character driven plots, often rooted in an ensemble cast where the friendships are as important as the romance… well, almost.

 

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