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71-75 Shelton Street
Sometimes trust is the only thing missing for a second chance at love.
Constance Thyme is a third generation trawler operator living in the quaint English seaside village of Thornapple. Widowed young, she’s quite content raising her nine-year-old son. Unbeknownst to most outsiders, Lady Constance holds an aristocratic title that binds her to the area. As much as her obligations chafe, she’d never refuse someone in need, even a cold fish like the gorgeous new doctor.
Dr. Elijah Preston needs help. Still grieving the loss of his wife two years earlier, and with two small children faring no better, he reluctantly agrees to a temporary posting at Thornapple. Jaded by what his title represents, Eli keeps his lordly status a closely guarded secret. As he struggles with sorrow, a chance meeting with a highly annoying, but beautiful Amazonian Sea Captain sparks a torrent of unwanted feelings.
Eli and Constance hold emotional scars from their past relationships, for very different reasons. Can they learn the value of trust before it’s too late, or will fear ruin their second chance at love?
Reader Advisory: This book contains an aloof doctor, a stubborn fishing captain, and a whole lot of nosy Thornapple inhabitants.
MF Sensual Romance
Frowning when he finally reached the counter, Eli noticed the name tag on the young man standing behind it read Jonathon Krevin. He held out his hand as he introduced himself. “Mr. Krevin, I’m Dr. Elijah Preston. I’m filling in for Dr. MacDonald until his leg is healed.”
He waited, hand outstretched, until he noticed the man’s attention was held elsewhere. He turned his head to stare in the direction of the rapt pharmacist, only to view tight denim jeans hugging a curvy derriere. He immediately recognised who the luscious appendage belonged to. Constance Thyme had obviously bent down to retrieve something from a bottom shelf on one of the aisles and was contemplating a range of shampoos.
Eli’s scowl deepened, his lips twisting into an unhappy kind of kiss as he contemplated his options.
Crap! Constance would know that wintery voice anywhere and it was right behind her. She bent quickly and pretended to concentrate on the display at the bottom of the shelves. She had no idea what she picked up, but there was no way she was going to talk to the cold block of ice if she could help it.
The masculine chill aimed directly at her, hit her senses. She straightened her shoulders and stood, turning slowly to prolong the charismatic effect he seemed to unleash on her. Once she’d fully turned and could take in the view, she understood it was the wrong move. She should have fled from the building the moment she’d heard his voice.
She was surprised he’d acknowledged her. He certainly hadn’t seemed the chatty type on the boat.
“Captain Thyme, not supplying fish to strangers this evening?” He smiled, but it was with a measured observation. Constance ignored it and smiled warmly back. “No, there aren’t many strangers that come to Thornapple, Dr. Preston, and please, call me Constance. I always think of Captain Thyme as my father. He owned the boat before me.”
She was suddenly mesmerised. Did his eyes just soften a little? Had she said something significant? Why did the tiny change of expression make her insides feel all gooey?
“Then you’ll have to call me Eli.” There was a warmth to his gaze that had Constance slightly taken aback. It was sincere, a complete turnaround to the man she’d met the day before. Maybe he was bipolar? “All right, Eli. Did you enjoy your first day of work?”
“No!” That one word said in such a dry and succinct manner made Constance laugh and elicited a chuckle from Eli as well.
“They mean well.” She hoped her smile showed the right amount of pity.
“No, they don’t. I take it you heard about my directive?”
Constance was fascinated by eyes suddenly alive with blue fire as his smile turned to such a naughty-boy grin. Had he just asked a question? “Oh no, a directive. It must have been bad.”
“I’m sure you’ll hear about it soon enough. I informed my waiting room that if they spoke to me above a certain decibel, or came to me with nothing more than a stubbed appendage, I’d give them an oral exam they’d not soon forget. I also charged a few of them.”
Constance stared wide-eyed for a few seconds. “But the NHS?”
“The National Health Service doesn’t need to be charged for women trying to pledge their daughters to me in some medieval hand fasting event. The charge was barely minimal, and those with true grievances were signed off.” He sounded irritated. She didn’t understand why losing the pleasant accord from before made her sad.
“Absolutely brilliant tactic, although you’ll have to bear the brunt of some serious gossip. I get the feeling you’re tough enough to weather it. The last doctor was quite young. The poor bugger was inundated by good meaning mothers and daughters until he all but ran from the place. You might actually last your term.”
“Not only will I last, but I have every intention of doing so in peace.”
“I doubt you’ll get your wish, but I’ll hold out hope for you.” Constance had become very comfortable all of a sudden. They’d actually had a conversation. It had flowed easily and what was worse, she didn’t want it to end. Especially since her gaze had slipped from those melting blue eyes and was now fascinated with those taut lips. They appeared to move sensuously over every mundane word. She mentally berated herself for her stupidity.
“Hope is a very strange thing, Constance Thyme, and something I haven’t had much of, as late. Yet all the signs lead me to believe there may be some left in the world for me, after all.” This time a secret kind of smile played at his mouth. Her stomach dipped. It was… Oh God, he looked better than good.
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She was the breath of fresh air he needed so desperately.
Kadee has rules—rules that keep her on track to become part of Nashville’s country music industry. An internship at a top record label is a sure way of getting there. A week before her internship begins, she meets Carter in a bar, and for the first time she considers breaking those rules. After an amazing night together, she leaves him asleep in a park, sure she will never see him again. Little does she know fate has a different plan in store.
Carter comes to Nashville to take over his family’s failing record label. The only thing is, he resents it. He’s ready to pack up and head home when he meets Kadee. She shows him the city, and now he can’t get her or Nashville off his mind.
With revived interest, Carter sets out to save his label, only he needs something truly spectacular to rescue the company.
Will Kadee be the one to save them both?
Prince Rio loves Tanz, but his cat demands he mate Aria, the human his King has ordered him to kill.
Aria d’Lion, author of bestselling books, The Fairy in My Garden, and Shape-shifters Are Among Us discovers to her horror that most of the things she’s written about are true. The shifters have sent a deliciously handsome man to the book signing to kill her, trouble is the panther shifter is her mate. Too bad he is already in love with a man.
Hot sexy Rio has a list of kinky sex partners but one special man in his life. Aria turns his world upside down and he is torn between duty and love.
M/F, Ménage M/F/M, M/F/F, M/M, Bondage, anal sex, forced seduction, public exhibition, orgies, prostitution
Inside their little bubble, newly engaged, Nia Kelly and Derek Pierce are blissfully happy. Their passion reaches new heights as they explore each other in sensual, wicked ways.
Unfortunately, the rest of the world has not received the memo. They are hit with a barrage of attacks from Nia’s past and Derek’s pressure-filled Hollywood career. Their happiness and future are in peril at every turn.
Derek is steadfast in his commitment to Nia. No matter what, he will never let go. Nia is his and Derek is hers—they belong together.
Nia prays their love is enough. With everything she has, she holds on and vows not to run away. It’s a promise she hopes she can keep..
Publisher note: This is Book 2 in the Swept Away trilogy. Each is a continuation of the story, and should be read in the numbered order.
MF monogamous, spanking, anal play
Kink After Dinner. 8pm. Usual place. Wear the new purple basque – no knickers. Expect some SERIOUS (!) paddling. No touching until then. Master.
Beth hurriedly hides the note she has received so her family won’t see it.
Her daughter regards her parents as stuck in the mud. If only she knew! When Beth decided to throw off her inhibitions she was able to thoroughly enjoy her middle years, despite the usual body issues, including attending a BDSM event and starting a relationship with a Dom.
Putting on her purple bustier and high heels as ordered, and covering up with a coat, she leaves her husband engrossed in his carpentry workshop to walk to a neighbour’s house. This is the home of swinging couple, Alistair and Helen, with whom she’s had several encounters over the past year. And this begins a wonderful evening of kink—bondage, spanking, paddling, handcuffs, and orgasm denial.
Then her husband turns up.
Reader Advisory: This book contains a heroine throwing off her inhibitions, taking a lover and having fun with BDSM in her middle age.
Red-Hot RomanceMF romance, with BDSM, and exhibitionism 10,499 words Manor of Decadence 1
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