Thursday, January 31, 2019

COVER REVEAL!

Coming out 2019.

An Earth changed by a rupture in the Veil between worlds.
Two races trying to survive in a world neither understands.
A woman brave enough to save the enemy.

This is a story about selflessness, hope, adventure and love.

Welcome to the Wolven Age.

Monday, January 28, 2019

The Secret Club


https://books2read.com/u/bMrGrk

The Black Belt Excerpt


“I’ve been watching you all night.”
Mary almost swooned at his sexy voice and gripped the edge of the sink to steady herself. “Y-you have?” she asked in a breathless voice. Perhaps the lady who took care of everything sexual hadn’t forgotten her completely after all.
“Yeah. What’s your name?” he asked as he took two steps closer to her, placing his body flushed to hers. He encircled her waist with his thick arms and pulled her tight into him.
“Mary,” she whispered as the extremely hot stranger lowered his head and his lips got closer to hers.
“I’m Mark.”
He moved his arms up her back, to her shoulders, then to her head to cup her face. Keeping his eyes on hers, he pressed his mouth softly to hers. Mary let out a long sigh and let her half naked body fall into his. Mark grinded his hips against her belly and she felt the hard, thick shaft pulsing in his pants.
Suddenly, her core caught fire, her skin burned, her legs trembled, and her mind - gone. She pushed her fingers through the blond, soft hair to pull him closer and deepen the kiss. He took the hint and kissed her hard, fast, rough. The frenzy between them was something she never felt with any other guy.
Mark lifted her by her waist to bring her to his height and Mary opened her legs and wrapped them around his middle. Her uniform’s mini-skirt rose above her ass and she let out a small scream of surprise when her back hit the cool tiles. Her fuck-buddy of the night pressed her against the wall and she broke the wild kiss to gasp for air. He didn’t stop; his skillful lips kissed and nibbled up and down her neck and shoulder.
“Mark!” His name came out as a protest and he chuckled.
They were trapped in the grips of lust but through the haze of passion, Mary noticed something that made her feel light; Mark supported her weight with the right hand only. His other hand was busy playing with her breast.
“Damn, he’s strong,” she thought and undulated her hips against his.
“I want you, Mary. I want you so bad.”