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The line “Ever wonder what some people might think if they knew what you read?” is the eye catcher. Look at the cover close and then get the idea? Yes it was funny to start. When you are introduced to Jade and her office friends you will definitely get a laugh. Things are told and built around the fact that if you read erotica HIDE it. 

 Everyone thinks Jade is a nice girl and she is sort of embarrassed by what she reads. Erotic stories are found on her desk with notes that say if she doesn’t sit there and read them, they will pop-up somewhere else in the office—with her name on them. That alone is hot and steamy to me.

 NOTE this is a funny, naughty book with a little bdsm thrown in. If you don’t like it, please don’t read it . I thought it was a hoot! I enjoyed the gay office mates and Jade especially. Totally my kind of story. It was not a short story it was a novel about 200 pages and I would say in estimate, 100 are the steam! Probably the best steam that doesn’t involve hot wax and bruises. in the book. Grab it up if you enjoy this genre. Grab it and be proud! Mostly grab it because it is naughty, the kind that doesn’t involve pain and make you cringe.

 I was surprised to check the author out and see she has more books on Amazon, a few short stories and all equally naughty. 

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Three months after catching a killer, Margarita escapes to a historic hotel with Drew and Bindi for a Valentine’s weekend of geocaching. But during the love-themed costume ball, the CEO of a satellite navigation company keels over—and then his body vanishes.

As the weekend progresses, Margarita discovers threatening messages in the logbooks of local geocaches. Her attempts to unmask the blackmailer are thwarted by the last person she would have expected.

With a stubborn sheriff on the case, Margarita and Bindi must take matters into their own hands. But whether they’re chasing one killer or two, they have a problem: all their suspects seem to have solid alibis.

Between misunderstandings, outright lies, old secrets, and more than one corpse, it’s not Love in the air anymore. It’s Death.

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Well this was a new sort of book for me. I really enjoyed book 1 and this one was just as good!  It was a surprising genre that really had it’s appeal. So in a techie sort of way they take you through this intricate way of  finding clues and treasure hunting. So cool! The main character Margarita was so smart and very likable. She doesn’t think this accident happened the way everyone says it did. Margarita and her BFF Bindi set out to uncover the mystery. Bindi has a “super snout” and is smell sensitive, that is just about the funniest super power! While they set out to investigate on their own it is not an easy as they thought. One by one the suspects have alibis. The blackmailing and suspects are bad enough but now the body is missing. I can’t say anymore about the plot, no spoilers, but it was good!

The story was unique as was the characters. I would totally recommend this book! I liked the mystery, the characters and the suspense.

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Broken Gates

Series-The PJ Stone Gates Trilogy Book # 2

Release Date-May 24th 2013

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 P.J. Stone is a Seer who saw too little, too late.

 In the past, her biggest worries were boys and school—but war has a way of changing things. Now, the alien Riders are trying to overrun the world. As the last of their kind, P.J. and her friends must find a way to save humanity before there’s nothing left to save.

 After choosing a mate, P.J. hoped she’d have time to enjoy her love life. But with everything changing so quickly and major secrets revealed, who knows what the future will bring?

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 ***Genre – New Adult Paranormal Romance

  For P.J. Stone, being a “Seer” who has never seen anything is less than fun. And P.J. isn’t known for her patience.

 To make matters worse, she must choose a suitable mate to continue the Seer bloodline. Duty always comes before her heart…at least that’s what her parents taught her. When she finds herself wanting someone who is considered off-limits, P.J. is forced to question everything she believes.

 As if navigating her love life isn’t complicated enough, P.J. finally receives a vision—of a threat to her world that only she can perceive. But no one will believe a fledgling Seer’s warnings. With nowhere else to turn, she may decide to trust a stranger with her life, her world, and maybe even her heart.

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 Cynical-Optimist. Chocolate-holic. Sarcasm Addict. Paranormal Believer. Romance Junkie. Self-Imposed Insomniac. Animal Lover. Writer…are just a few words to describe D.T. Dyllin. She was born and raised in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, and now lives in Nashville, Tennessee with her husband and two very spoiled GSDs.

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This young Asian woman who is narrating. The narrator feels like she has no identity, nobody has ever made her feel special or important. You read from the journal pages and gather she is just floating around sort of obscure. She is depressed and has no hope, no optimistic thoughts or feelings, and her future looks dark. She begins to volunteer helping the homeless. She realizes what was missing. It is a moment! I could see potential and I want a full length novel!

“Love Sandwiches” Synopsis:

A shopgirl volunteers to hand out sandwiches to the homeless, but helping others does not eradicate her self-hatred. After every act of charity, her long-distance boyfriend Paul suffocates her with his unconditional love.

Between running into a childhood friend who has reinvented herself as a music video vixen, and confronting an unhinged homeless man, her evening snowballs into a night of self-destruction.

Set in Toronto, Canada, this 6,300-word literary short story is about the nature of giving and receiving love . . . and sandwiches.

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Annie Zhu was born in Nanjing, China, and moved to Canada at the age of seven. She has a BFA in Film Studies from Ryerson University and a MFA in Creative Writing from the University of British Columbia. She lives in Paris.

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Dain has lived a total of ninety-nine different lifetimes and in every single one he has loved the same girl. But now Tara is gone and in her place there stands Bonnie, the complete opposite of Tara. Is Dain’s shot at love over or has he lived all these lives because he has been loving the wrong girl?

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Oh my God. I held my breath. This was going to happen. The giddiness was almost too much to take, but as she unzipped my pants, I heard a door upstairs open and close with a bang.

We both froze.

Bonnie’s eyes opened wide with obvious terror.

“Holy shit,” I whispered. “Your parents?”

She shook her head and pushed me off of her. “Worse. My brothers.”

I jumped up and scooped up our shirts before I tossed her one. I buttoned my jeans in a mad rush and shook out the shirt as the basement door opened. I glanced at the shirt in my hand, frowned at how tiny it looked, and groaned. Yes, I had tossed Bonnie a shirt, the wrong shirt. As the stairs creaked, I looked over at Bonnie and her enormous eyes widened even more.

“That’s mine,” she whispered, my shirt nearly drowning her body.

I groaned again as two boys stepped into the room and one pair of feet stopped just an inch from a condom that I must have abandoned when Bonnie had pushed me away.

I saw the guys soak in the scene—me with no shirt on, Bonnie swallowed by the wrong one. The taller of the two bent and picked up the condom at his feet. Where was the second condom? Collectively, our gazes moved to my hand where the second condom and Bonnie’s shirt still lingered.

I couldn’t move, other than to let the shirt and the partially opened condom wrapper fall from my hand. Bonnie shut her eyes tight as the condom, of course, landed on top of the shirt.

Both guys frowned angrily as they glared at me. The smaller one, who still stood at six foot something, spoke, “Your fly is open.”

I was dead.

Casse Narome is the alter-ego of a self-proclaimed awesome weirdo who spent her childhood reading and daydreaming. As an adult that is also how she spends her time only now she writes her daydreams down for everyone to read. Casse is never serious, has been accused of wishing her life was a sitcom, laugh track and all, has a bad habit of talking out loud to herself and she is fine with being a little insane. She spends way too much time online, too much money buying books and laughing at her own jokes. You will find her on Twitter being very random and spewing her opinions. When you see her online, tell her to get back to her writing! Or just engage her in a hilarious random conversation. She blogs book reviews and the adventures of being a writer at

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“It is no orphanage. Dylan, we have to get her out.”

The weight of his conviction and terror hung heavy in the air and pressed down on me.

“Let’s go.” I turned to toss my dinner bag on the porch.

Suddenly the front door swung open and my dad’s glazed, and blood shot eyes glowered down at me. His fists clenched and his jaw tightened. “You aren’t going anywhere.”

I felt Marco stiffen at my side. “Your dad?”

I nodded. “Yup, my dad.”

I sighed heavily. I did not have time for him to kick my butt tonight.

“Can we take him? I think we can take him.” Marco’s voice was tight as I saw his muscles coiling as his entire body tensed.

I shifted my gaze from Dad to look at Marco and glared at him like he was insane.

“Dude, he’s my dad.”

He shrugged. “Yeah, but it looks to me like you’re the only one who cares about that. He sure as hell doesn’t.”

And as if right on cue, I felt my dad’s fist hit the side of my face closest to him. I stumbled back, off balance from the blow.

“I so don’t have time for this tonight,” I mumbled.

“Agreed.” Marco took a step toward my dad, and for the first time, Dad seemed to notice that there was another guy with me. His eyes widened with obvious fear.

I regained my footing and raced toward them before I threw myself into Dad. My body weight and the fact that he was drunk caused him to lose his balance and both of us fell to the ground. I pushed away from him quickly and got to my feet. Standing over him, but well out of his reach, I waited to see if he was going to get up.

He mumbled and flailed in a drunken rage.

When it was obvious he was too drunk to recover, much less do any more damage, I glanced at Marco. “Are you ready?”

He grinned. “I’m somewhat impressed. Maybe Bonnie didn’t do such a bad job.”

“Shut up and come on.”

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