Naughty Cupid Trilogy
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Lilith, a data analyst for Divinity, is betrayed by the Corporation and wakes up in a primitive, uncharted dimension filled with warriors who only know war and duty. But her initial fears of becoming a sex slave to a big beefy knight become all too real when a warrior of god-like proportions claims she’s his new woman. As Lilith discovers, there are worse fates than being the focus of Sorin’s skillful and earthy seduction.
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The Guardians by Mandy M. Roth
Paranormal Dark Fantasy Vampire Shifter Romance
Ass-kicking Guardian, Madelyn Mason, is the only female in a sea of supernatural males. College student by day, she spends her nights fighting for mankind--the innocents, the ones who have no clue that the things of nightmares walk among the living.
Larger than life Hollywood hunk, Brady Devens, has won the hearts of millions of adoring fans. But, the only heart he wants to win is that of his mate, Madelyn. She hasn't shown an interest in him as anything more than a friend, and he’s beginning to think the Powers That Be goofed.
In this world of magik, mishap, demons, gods, and pleasure nymphs, anything is possible. Can they find a love that transcends time and space or will the Powers That Be decide maybe they weren’t destined for one another after all?
Contains graphic adult material, a sexy king of the lycans, a hollywood hunk, a first that could make your mouth water and a woman who isn't about to let them call the shots, violence, adult language, and explicit sexual content not suitable for sensitive readers.
The Guardians Excerpt
“Mads, wake up.”
Opening my eyes slowly, I saw nothing but my mattress. Never a good sign. “Why am I face down? Did I get drunk and not remember? Because I could have sworn I came home and went to bed.”
Brady laughed and touched me gently. “It’s time to get up.”
“It’s Saturday. I don’t have to get up on Saturdays,” I said, groaning and pulling my pillow over my head. “Go away and come back on Monday.”
He slid the sheet down and gasped. “Mads, you don’t have a top on!”
“I know.”
“Uhh…?” He swallowed hard.
“Brady, I don’t have any clothes on.”
His weight lifted off the bed and I laughed softly, still facing the mattress. “You don’t have to go. I don’t particularly care who sees me this morning. I had a hell of a night. Do you realize how many creepy things are on the loose in—” I stopped short of what I was going to say. I kept a big part of myself from Brady. In fact, aside from immediate family, no one knew my secrets.
“How many what are where?” he asked, his voice sounding off.
The phone rang and I did a silent thank you for not having to answer his question. I hated lying to him about that part of myself. Actually, I hated lying to him period. Brady went to get up and I grabbed his leg. “No. I don’t want to talk to him.”
“At times, you scare me,” he said, playfully.
“I scare everyone.”
Chuckling, Brady leaned forward to answer the phone. Knowing it was Vance, I tried to stop Brady from answering it. I moved forward, in an attempt to beat him to it. Suddenly, I slipped off the bed. Brady went, too.
Before I knew it, Brady was flat on his back on the floor and I was spread out on top of him—naked. Brady’s body went rigid. “He-ll-o?”
“Oh, he’ll never suspect you of anything with that voice,” I whispered into his chest. I knew I should have raced off him screaming like a fool but what was the point. The man had seen more naked women than a gynecologist. Aside from scars that I wasn’t about to let him know I had, he’d seen it all. Not mine personally but naked chicks in general.
“Why am I answering her phone? Uhh, I was close to it.” Brady laughed nervously and shifted a tiny bit. “Yeah, I’m trying to get her up right now.”
I wiggled my hips against him and snickered as his cock grew hard. “I’m not the only thing getting up.”
“Madelyn!”
Keeping my head down, I felt around above me for a sheet. When I found it, I yanked it off the bed and covered myself. Not wanting to move, I turned my head and put my cheek against Brady’s warm chest. Closing my eyes, I settled in and got comfy.
“Yeah, uhh, Vance. She’s awake now but she really isn’t in the best of moods. I’ll tell her to give you a call later today.” He chuckled. “Well, I wouldn’t necessarily say bitchy.”
Putting my hand up, I waited for Brady to hand the phone to me. When he did, our hands lingered as they touched. I pulled the phone to my ear and was anything but kind. “Bitchy? Me? Aww shucks, I wubs you, too. Now, what the hell do you want?”
Vance snickered. I wanted to reach through the phone and wring his neck. “I can see you’re still upset with me. Don’t you think it’s time we moved past this? It’s been three weeks now, Madster.”
I cringed. I hated to be called Madster. What the hell was a Madster anyway? It sounded like something that belonged at a raceway with checkered flags and men in flame retardant suits not a pet name. It wasn’t as though I hadn’t told Vance I hated it. He was just too thick headed to let it sink in. “I’d explain myself but I’m tired and finally found a face down position that’s just right, so I’m hanging up now.”
“Madster, come on, sugar. I said I was sorry. You can’t possibly want to throw what we had away.” He let out a long breath. “I was wrong. I should have never done what I did. It’s just you never seemed to make enough time for me.”
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