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Don’t puke, don’t puke, don’t puke, don’t-
“Let’s see what kind of damage we have here?” Duncan, the man that filled her thoughts more than he probably wanted to, said with a bored sigh as he gently placed her on the bed and gently grasped her arm to move it to the side, but she wasn’t ready to see the extent of the damage yet.
She wasn’t ready to find out if she still had a boob or if it… Read More
Here is an excerpt from Christmas from Hell, which will be released on 12/22/2015 at iBooks as a thank you for their kindness and consideration allowing me to release all the Honeymoon from Hells months early to Amazon. It was a simple request so I honored it considering that it cut down everyone's way by a considerable amount of time.
The book will be released as expected on 12/29/2015
Here's an excerpt to show you what to expect. From what I'm told, this book is more old school NFH. I'll let you be the judge of that :)
An Excerpt… Read More
Yup, she was definitely a chicken, she decided as she double-checked the comforter, making sure that it was it was secure as she did her best to stay perfectly still, praying that if Darrin came into her room that he’d just dismiss the large mound in the middle of her bed and continue his search elsewhere.
Then again, she thought with an annoyed sigh as she shifted beneath the comforter, turning onto her side so that she could peek out beneath the comforter and glower at the alarm clock. Shouldn’t he be here by now with an awkward apology that… Read More
“Please don’t hurt me!”
“Would you fucking run already?” Darrin snapped, in absolutely no fucking mood to deal with this.
Not tonight.
Not after what just… Read More
“Sir, that will be…Sir?” came the unsure response after a few seconds, which was promptly followed by a, “Oh, God! This is the wrong house! Please, don’t hurt me! It was a mistake!”
Marybeth had absolutely no idea what the delivery guy said or did after that to save his ass, because she had other things to worry about, like saving her own. Her cheeks burned even as her body felt numb, which she absently thought was odd, but at the moment she didn’t feel like sitting down with a cup of tea and contemplating those thoughts.
No, right now she… Read More
Every year as most of you know, I try to release a Chronicle and a book on Halloween for your reading pleasure. This year will be a little different, but no less enjoyable,… Read More
This couldn’t really be fucking happening, he told himself even as he moved in closer, his large, hungry cock bobbing its approval every inch of the way. He wasn’t sure if this was a dream, another fantasy to keep him going during another boring day at work or if after all this time, he’d finally grown a pair and was finally taking what was his.
Whatever it was, he really didn’t give a flying fuck, not as long as he could still savor her on his tongue. Just thinking about that sweet flavor had him licking his lips as he… Read More
“What do you think?” he asked as he brushed his lips against the nape of her neck and pulled her even closer, letting her know just happy he was to be there with her.
“I think you’ve outdone yourself, Mr. Bradford,” she admitted, licking her lips as she pressed her bottom back against the large erection straining to get to her, unable to help… Read More
Nothing happened, she told herself as she curled back up on her side and faced the couch, terrified that if she moved or said something that she would make things worse and Darrin would go away and-
She swallowed hard as she squeezed her eyes shut, trying to pretend that she wasn’t terrified that today would be the day when Darrin finally have enough and leave her before-
Before… Read More
“Darrin, stop.”
The words sent a chill down his spine as he slowly opened his eyes and looked down at the beautiful woman beneath him. He felt his stomach drop as dread slammed into him.
He’d just seriously fucked up.
God, he couldn’t believe how badly he’d just fucked up. All these years of struggling to stay in control, forcing himself to act like it didn’t tear him apart when she saw other men, that he didn’t want to kill every last fucking one of them with his hands, but he’d somehow always believed the bullshit that they meant nothing and that… Read More