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Ashwin laughed at her surprised expression and replied, “What can I say?  That’s the effect you have on me.” Kasey gasped as he gave a gentle, upward thrust, and moments later she gasped again when Ashwin smoothly rolled over so that he was on top and she was left gazing up at him in utter astonishment.  He smiled and shook his head, then captured her mouth in a long, hard kiss [...]

The Medicine Man, Book 1

He laughed then, a deep, rich, pleasant sound that sent little ripples of pleasure up and down my spine. He shook his head and replied, “No, it’s just that the ice relieves swelling and numbs pain. I know it seems a bit unorthodox, but at least it worked.” “Yes, it did.” I gasped softly when he repeated the process, and after the third piece of ice had melted I was surprised [...]

In The Eye Of The Beholder

 

A Secret in Ash Brooke – Chapter Thirteen – Martin meets Janice – Martin studied the notes in his now filled sleuthing notebook. Not one girl’s torso in the chorus line resembled Rosie’s. He leaned down to pull a new notebook from his bottom drawer, and glanced at his wristwatch. I better get going if I want to find out Clara’s identity. He grabbed his heaviest overcoat from a hook behind the door. [...]

A Secret in Ash Brooke (13a)

 

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Ashwin laughed at her surprised expression and replied, “What can I say?  That’s the effect you have on me.” Kasey gasped as he gave a gentle, upward thrust, and moments later she gasped again when Ashwin smoothly rolled over so that he was on top and she was left gazing up at him in utter astonishment.  He smiled and shook his head, then captured her mouth in a long, hard kiss as he slowly stroked into her, savoring each sigh and soft moan that escaped her lips as he made love to her.  He finally raised his head and locked his [...]

The Medicine Man, Book 1

A Secret in Ash Brooke – Chapter Thirteen – Martin meets Janice – Martin studied the notes in his now filled sleuthing notebook. Not one girl’s torso in the chorus line resembled Rosie’s. He leaned down to pull a new notebook from his bottom drawer, and glanced at his wristwatch. I better get going if I want to find out Clara’s identity. He grabbed his heaviest overcoat from a hook behind the door. After bundling up, Martin headed off toward the theater. Unsure which chorus girl Clara may be, before the lights dimmed, he studied the program extra close. The usher offered no help. [...]

A Secret in Ash Brooke (13a)

“The Mmmmmmhh Thing”... Is a provocative contemporary fictional erotic romance novel, written by Author K. Harvey , A Social media awareness project defining the capabilities of 21st century communication mediums. The story dares to show the possibility of how two people can meet over the internet on a social media website, to act on their curiosity, while sharing a variety of music, denying family morality, as they indulge in a same sex liaison. This story is about two women, the main characters, Sky St. John and Samoan Ventura. Sky St. John is a single wealthy clothing designer living in Manhattan [...]

"The Mmmmmhh Thing"

Planet Hades - Nu2 Lupi Star System (Part 3 of 8) “Where is everybody else? Is this all of you?” Aason asked. “No, the rest of us, probably 800 or so, live way to the south. And a goodly number of people have scattered even further to go live off by themselves. We only hang around here for a month or two after the exchange. Just in case.” “I don’t understand,” Aason said. “What exchange?” “That’s what I’m trying to explain,” replied Peter. He rubbed his chin. “Anyway, things were OK for the first two years but then one of the farmer’s wives came [...]

The K'val Kidnapping - Part 3 of 8

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to talk to someone who had died - not someone who has had a near-death experience - but someone really dead? And then talk to them whenever you want. This happened to me. I talk to my Father. He cares for me, as any loving parent. He is part of my life, always there to help me. We have had heated arguments and we have cried together. He says there is no such thing as life after death, only life after life. There is a whole other world out there that we [...]

Heaven's Child

When Cyrus awoke several hours later, his beloved was on the couch nursing a glass. The vampire furled his brows as he rolled out of bed and nearly tripped over a wine bottle. “Hmm…rough day?” Lorenz’s face was pink and his hand was trembling. “The experiments…they are happening again. I heard them talking. We have to go back. We have to turn around! The bombs…Mein Gott!” Cyrus blurred across the room, barely catching the glass as it tumbled from his lover’s hand. Lorenz had put his hands over his ears and started to rock back and forth. “OK, OK! Whoa, whoa, Baby. [...]

Isle of Illusions

THE SONGS OF PETER SLIADEK by Henry Lion Oldie (historical adventure fantasy novel with some poetry; consists of 12 novelettes) CHAPTER TWELVE (THE FINAL CHAPTER) Peter and Death   Being an instrument with weak sound and poor in timbres, the lute demanded special thoroughness from the musician. Its tuning varied so much that it might be said: there were as many kinds of tuning as there were performers. It was said, as well: “Half of his life, the lutenist tunes his instrument, while in the second half of his life, he plays an untuned instrument!” Felipe Pedrell of Tortosa   Here the opera ends, because at this point, [...]

Peter And Death (The Songs of Peter Sliadek Book 12)

“Ah, forgive me. Vincent…Vincent, you said your name was. It is just that you remind me so much of someone I met when I was a child that…” I cut him off, shifting in the tub and causing more sloshing. “How long have you known?” There is a clipped and almost angry tone to my voice. I do not mean to sound angry at him, but I feel somehow betrayed. His Adam’s apple bobs up and down in a hard swallow. Slowly he lowers to one knee and bows his head. “Forgive me, Your Highness, I have known who you truly were [...]

The Gemini Prince

San Francisco to Mbabane As the twin-engine turboprop climbed out of Oliver Tambo airport, we could see the densely packed slums surrounding Johannesburg, but the urban landscape quickly disappeared. It was winter in the southern hemisphere, and the flat terrain below was dry and brown. The land was chopped up into tiny plots for farming, most of them fallow. They looked rather sad, as farmland does when nothing is growing. The flight from Johannesburg to Matsapha Airport near Manzini, Swaziland, takes less than an hour, but this was our fourth flight since leaving San Francisco. We had been traveling for thirty-six [...]

Journeying—Physically and Mentally— from Silicon Valley to Swaziland

With her damned soul bartered for, Polly is liberated from one of the many terrible planes of Hell, only to be transformed into a monstrous weapon, then forced into the steadily rising flames of a civil and religious war threatening to consume the whole of the vampire race. Now shackled by agents of the powerful, and ancient Priest-King, she stalks a nightly battlefield on behalf of the crown's loyalist, against the large number of rebels fighting on behalf of an enigmatic figure. In this through-the-mirror-darkly, labyrinthine world of deception, Polly will quickly discover the nights are longer, the shadows deeper, [...]

A Violent Lament