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Title: Southern Pleasure
Author: Kaylee Ryan
Genre: New Adult Romance
Release Date: December 22, 2015
They tell you that a parent’s love is all consuming. I never put much thought into it. Not until the minute I heard her take her first breath. That little girl is my world. I’d do anything to protect her.
My ex signed over her rights and her family vowed that my daughter didn’t exist. Now that she’s gone, they want my little girl. They’re trying to say I can’t give her what she needs.
I’ve known Evan all my life. Our families farms run parallel with each other. He and my brother Aaron have been best friends for as long as I can remember.
What they’re trying to do is wrong. He needs my help, someone he can trust and I’m more than happy to do it. I volunteered without hesitation.
I should have thought about what it would be like to have our lives intertwined. I should have thought about what would happen when our time together ended and how my heart would feel when I had to walk away.
Kaylee Ryan has had a passion for reading since she was a little girl. That passion has slowly led to spinning romantic tales, and a one-click addiction. When she doesn’t have her nose stuck in her kindle or fingers glued to the keyboard, you can find Kaylee hanging out with friends and family. She loves all genres of music, and enjoys scrapbooking. She lives in Ohio with her husband (her real life happily ever after) and their rambunctious little boy.
Sometimes in life you are forced to do things you may not agree with.
Family meant everything to Jude Calvert.
He would do whatever it took to keep them safe and provide for them no matter what it took to make that happen.
Even if that meant putting his own safety at risk, he had no other choice.
Callie Raine has always felt a heavy attraction toward Jude.
He was fascinating.
He was undeniable.
She knew there was so much more to him than he allowed anyone to see. But she was a headstrong woman and feeling weak was something she wouldn’t allow.
Except when it came to Jude.
However, when Jude is hit with the unexpected and forced to rely on others, Callie realizes he doesn’t take weakness easily.
He becomes even more withdrawn.
Will he finally give in and learn to lean on those who care?
Or will he push them beyond the point of no return and once again be left to face his obstacles alone?
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► EXCERPT ◄
“Hello.” I froze as Jude’s voice carried up the stairway, then jumped up from my position on the floor in our bedroom and scrambled for the door. Before I opened it, I turned back to face the kids, who were playing tug-of-war with the unnamed puppy.
“Stay here.” They both nodded, and I slipped out of the room, closing the door behind me. Jude had just reached the top of the steps, and he looked up with a smile.
“Where are the kids?”
“They’re playing in our room,” I said as I approached him.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“Nothing,” I assured him as I continued to walk. He cocked an eyebrow at me, and my stomach dropped. He was seeing right through me. I was such a bad liar.
“The kids are busy. Wanna sneak downstairs and have a quickie?” I wagged my eyebrows, but his facial expression did not change in the slightest.
“Now I know you’re full of shit. You’re actually attempting to distract me with sex,” he said with a grin. I was just about to argue when the puppy barked.
“What was that?” he asked.
My stomach was flipping around anxiously, and I didn’t even get to figure out a way to break the news before everything broke loose. The bedroom door came open behind me, and I heard the puppy’s claws tapping against the hardwood floor as Zoey and Matthew followed him. Squealing and laughter filled the hallway as I remained locked in place. I avoided looking at Jude. In fact, I stared down the floor instead.
“Are those my boxers?” Jude asked, and I looked up. He was pointing at the puppy, who was sitting back on his butt looking up at Jude. Hanging from his mouth were a red pair of Jude’s Calvin Klein boxers I had just purchased last week.
“Warrior likes to play tug-of-war with them,”
Matthew announced as he pulled on the other end of the red material.
“See, you just hook your hand through this handle, and he pulls back.”
Matthew slipped his little hand through the front opening in the boxers.
“His name is not Warrior,” Zoey argued.
“We still have to draw for his name, remember? Callie said so.”
I could feel Jude’s eyes boring in to me. I knew he was waiting for me to look up, but I was avoiding eye contact.
“What do you think we should name him, Uncle Jude?” Matthew asked.
“I like Warrior, but Zoey said Buddy or Charlie. I don’t like those.”
The kids began to argue over the name of our new puppy, and of course I continued to keep my head down as my heart raced with the idea that Jude may be angry.
“Callie,” Jude said, and my stomach lurched. He didn’t sound mad, yet he didn’t sound happy, either. Silence set in, and I knew all eyes were on me. I took in a deep breath and closed my eyes tightly.
“I never should have let them convince me to go into the pet store, but before I knew what hit me, they were laughing and playing with this cute little guy.”
I looked up and found Jude staring back at me, an unreadable expression on his face. “They ganged up on me, and they gave me that look. You know the one.”
t was then I noticed the smile tugging at his lips. “Are you ever going to be able to tell them no?”
Jude asked as he stepped around the puppy. I shook my head. I knew the moment they turned on me and gave me those big, sad eyes, I was putty in their hands. I was unable to disappoint them.
► ABOUT THE AUTHOR: CA HARMS ◄
C.A. Harms is like any other addicted reader. She enjoys happy endings and HEA love stories. She hasn't always been a lover of Romance and had once been addicted to a good Mystery. Just recently she has taken on a new liking and now is a full blown Romance novel addict.
She lives in Illinois and enjoys spending time with her husband and two children. You will always find her with her kindle or paperback in hand as it is her favorite pass time.
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Lexi is a vivacious, quirky, and fiercely independent woman with enough attitude and wit to intimidate even the most confident of men. Levi is a sexy-as-hell, cocksure, smoldering hot marine blessed with smooth swagger and cool confidence to charm his way into any woman’s bed. The one thing they have in common, though, is their disinterest in finding love. She’s determined to not let love interfere and dictate her life. And with his career, he doesn’t need the emotional ties and baggage of love, and dreams of white picket fences.But a few chance encounters have these two tangled up in one wild, passionate, explosive ride which neither of them expected, and which leaves them completely and utterly addicted to each other. Already in too deep, Lexi stubbornly fights her growing feelings for him and refuses to become vulnerable against the power that love seems to yield. She has witnessed firsthand how loving someone can destroy a person, leaving him defenseless against a life of emotional turmoil. She refuses to let it happen to her. Levi knows that Lexi is holding back. He knows that she is keeping a part of her heart guarded. He’s determined to burn down the walls she so desperately clings to, and make her surrender her all to him. But with his long-lost brother’s unexpected return comes an inexorable danger that he will do just about anything to protect her from—even if it means losing her, and in the end, breaking her heart.
Goodreads link for Resplendent Rush (Resplendence Book 2)
Presenting the smoking hot cover of Bella J’s new Contemporary Romance - Book 2 of the Resplendence Series
Excerpt:Lexi indicated for the bartender to bring them a round of shots. Just as she was about to toss the tequila back, someone rammed into her from behind, and her little shot glass of heaven went bye-bye all over the counter and down the front of her dress. “What the hell?” she called out and grabbed a napkin. “Shit, I’m sorry,” a voice came from behind her. It was a guy—of course it was a guy. Only guys would do something as stupid as ram into someone in a club with hundreds of people in it. Her temper flared, and she spun around. “What the hell do you think—” And then she blinked. She stared straight into the greenest eyes she had ever seen. It was the kind of green that reminded you of a forest after it rained. Or the kind of green that pushed through patches of snow, reminding you that spring was just around the corner. His chocolate brown hair fanned just above those captivating greens. Anger—gone. “I’m so sorry. Are you okay?” he asked, concerned. She hardly noticed the other two guys who flanked him. Kim turned on her seat and glared at the green-eyed piece of hotness pie. “Does she look okay to you?” Kim moved her eyes to Lexi. “She looks practically traumatized.” Lexi would have liked to tell Kim that it wasn’t because of the getting rammed in the back part, but more about the getting rammed in the back by a prince of everything emerald that had her gawking like a total loser. But somehow her eyes had managed to find those broad shoulders and the lean, perfectly shaped torso just below it, so no way would she have been able to speak. She was afraid that she might drool if she attempted to open her mouth. Under the white shirt he was wearing, she could see the roped muscles that she would have given her left pinkie for if she could just touch them. Mr. Emerald Eyes lifted a brow, and an amused grin crossed his marvelously sexy face. “I think she looks like she just saw something she likes—a lot.” Anger back. Lexi liked a man who handled himself with cool confidence, but there was a fine line between confidence and arrogance—which Mr. Stormy Green had just stepped over. Lexi shook the fog from her brain and brought forth her most intimidating stare. After all, she had to make up for her height in other ways, so being able to shoot a glare that had men running for the hills was something she had perfected years ago. “Don’t you she just saw something she likes me, mister.” She waved her finger right in front of his face. “You’re the one who rammed into me. You almost had me choking to death on a shot glass. I practically saw my life pass before my eyes.” He snorted, and she could have sworn those dark green eyes went a shade lighter. She swallowed. “You’re being a bit dramatic, don’t you think?” He smiled, and all Lexi could see were those delectable full lips which probably tasted as good as they looked. Focus! “Dramatic? I am not dramatic.” “I think you are”—he held his fingers with a tiny space between his thumb and forefinger—“just a little.” Who the hell does this guy think he is? How dare he tell me I’m dramatic? Oh, it’s on. Crossing her arms, she said, “Yes, you do kind of look like a man who has a lot of experience with little things.” He made a step toward her, and the club suddenly felt just a tad smaller. “And I’m pretty sure you drooled a little a few seconds ago when your eyes were all over me.” “Wow, you have a ginormous ego. Are you perhaps compensating for something?” Strike. When he stepped forward again, she caught the subtle smell of musk and peppermint. His gaze was locked on hers; she had to shift from one leg to the other—for reasons that she could not share with anyone. And then he was standing very, very, very close—his gaze lowered to hers. “You have a big mouth for such a”—his gaze dropped to her legs and then moved back up—“petite little thing.” Suddenly Lexi’s mouth went stone dry, her pulse pounding through the roof. Heat, so much goddamn heat—it was all around them. Her back was against the bar counter, and she had nowhere to go. “I take it you’re an expert on all things petite—are you?” She cocked a cheeky brow, and by the smirk on his face he knew exactly what she was insinuating. “I know enough to know that you were definitely giving me the dreamy stare just now.” She snorted. “Don’t flatter yourself, big boy.” “Oh, I bet you’d love to get acquainted with my big boy, wouldn’t you?” He leaned closer, his torso touching her chest. Good holy heavens, she couldn’t breathe. “What dream are you living in?” she shot back, her voice just a little lower. Then she felt a slight tingle spread from her arm straight through to her spine, and she realized his fingertips were softly moving against her upper arm. He leaned down, his mouth close to her ear. “In a dream where you’re going to wake up tomorrow morning, and the first thing you’ll see will be my naked ass next to you in your bed.” Everything clenched tight—everything. The hidden promises of mind-blowing pleasure were all there, echoing in his words. She swallowed. “Why would it be my bed and not yours?” Lame comeback, she knew it, but she was kinda finding it hard to focus at that point. He spoke next to her ear, his breath dancing against her cheek, and she imagined her heart would leap out of her chest at any second. “Because once I’m gone I want you to think of all the things I did to you, every last detail, whenever you look at your sheets.” Sweet baby— “Lexi.” Kim’s voice echoed in the far back corner of her mind—far behind all the visuals of her and this green-eyed honeypot of deliciousness doing very dirty things between her sheets. “Lexi?” Was that Kim? She tore her gaze away from Mr. Hotness and looked at Kim, who stared at her all wide-eyed with a huge-ass question mark on her forehead. “Lexi, huh?” His voice was still extremely close to her ear, which meant she just had another outbreak of goose bumps. She turned back to Mr. Dreamy. “Yes, my name is—” “It’s Alexandra, actually,” Kim chirped in. Lexi glared at Kim. “Thanks for clarifying—Kimberley.” Kim shrugged. Sometimes Lexi was convinced her best friend was completely clueless. “I’m Levi.” He smiled, and Lexi swooned like a teenager. That was the moment Lexi pulled on her shiny red slippers, eagerly got onto the yellow brick road, and skipped all the way to the Emerald City—screw the lion and fuck the tin man.
RELEASE DATE: 11-01-2016
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RESPLENDENT RUIN (Book 1)
Juliette thought she had love. She thought she knew what it felt like to be loved. And to finally marry her fiancé, Daniel, was a dream she refused to let go of—until Knox Taylor showed up and made her question everything she thought she knew about life and love.
Juliette Mason had it all—the perfect job, the perfect home, the perfect fiancé. She lived the perfect life. Until everything started to slowly fall apart.
Daniel, her attractive and success-driven fiancé, was the love of her life. For years she wanted nothing more than to finally walk down the aisle, to be Mrs. Daniel Clarke. But as time went by, the cracks in their relationship started to come to the surface, and Juliette found herself in a place she never imagined she would be. It was a place where she started to question everything about her life and her dreams, a place where nothing about her life made sense anymore—a place where she found Knox Taylor.
Knox didn’t count on falling in love. In fact, Knox didn’t count on anything really. He was blissfully happy living a fast life of reckless behavior, impulsive decisions, and beautiful women. He lived the perfect life of a flourishing bachelor—but then she happened.
Content Notes: Spicy, Contemporary
Goodreads link for Resplendent Ruin (Resplendence Book 1)Oh man, what a book. For a debut novel, I'm screaming from the rooftops to get your copy. This book knocked my socks off. That cover sucked me in and then the world painted for me kept me turning page after page... and before I forget "Knox is Mine" - NEED EPIC READS Resplendent Ruin was really an enjoyable, emotional read! I got all caught up in the emotions Juliette went through and was drawn right into her dilemma. - LUV MY BOOKS Instant love with the Author Bella J after reading her debut novel Resplendent Ruin. She knows her Alpha male and she knows it too well. The story was honestly just addictive! It’s the kind of story where you start the book and then suddenly realize that you’re halfway through and you have barely stopped. It was thrilling, emotional, romantic, hot, sexy, a lot of drama, just what I was looking forward to. - BOOK LATTE Instantly Infatuated! I love this debut novel! Bella J wrote such a fantastic, nail-biting, gut-wrenching love-triangle drama with so many surprising twists! Such a compelling, sweetly-heated contemporary romance that kept me glued to every page and tugged real hard on all my heart-strings! - ROMAZING READER This story had me feeling the pain all the way around in this story of secrets, revelations and betrayals. I felt Juliette’s pain as she tried to work through her feelings for both Knox and Daniel, not really knowing until the end which way things were going to go. And that journey? This story was so full of highs and lows that my heart needed a break by the end. - GIVE ME BOOK
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About the Author Bella J lives in Cape Town, South Africa with her husband, two kids, & chihuahua. Her love for writing started in eighth grade when she received her first writing assignment—which she flunked. But the positive side of her failure—her newly found passion for writing. The negative side—now she’s completely spaced out half of the time living in her little pretend world of romance, love, & insanely hot heroes
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Anneka Ever stopped over at The Musings of Many today to discuss writer’s block, plotting and her new book, Hearts Race, the second in her series Burns Class.
How long does it take you to write a book?
I can write the initial draft in thirty to sixty days. That’s the fun part of writing. The hard part is what follows: revisions. That takes about six to nine months.
Do you write fulltime or parttime?
I work fulltime and write part time.
Do you work to an outline or plot or do you prefer just see where an idea takes you?
I start with a basic plot and story structure, but once I begin to write, I let the characters
do their own thing. If they want to veer off the path I’ve set for them, I’ll go along for the
Any tips on how to get through the dreaded writer’s block?
I don’t really have writer’s block very often, but if I get stuck, I use mind mapping or I work on a different story.
What’s your view on social media for marketing?
It’s a necessary evil.
Anneka Ever is a romance author. Her contemporary love stories are set in the mountains and small towns of Virginia. Her strong heroes and independent heroine explore their passion against the beautiful backdrop of rivers, meadows, and forests. An award winning poet and short story writer, Anneka brings a fresh perspective to stories of dating and relationships.
Anneka is a member of the Romance Writers of America. She lives with her husband and three dogs in Virginia.
BLURB: Hearts Race
When it comes to adventure, she’s stop and he’s go. When it comes to romance, he’s yes and she’s no.
Can billionaire Dylan Delaney overcome his adrenaline addiction with life coach Greta Larsen’s help before he loses his technology empire? Can she move past the death of her husband to find love again?
When Greta finds herself attracted to her very rich, very handsome new client, she sees it as a betrayal of her late husband. Despite her feelings of guilt, she can’t walk away from Dylan, especially when she learns he harbors his own grief.
His secret sorrow is the key to Dylan’s love of danger. Greta is determined to unlock his mysterious past so he’ll stop courting death. What she doesn’t count on is the passion she frees.
Dylan’s never met a woman who could slow him down. Until now. Greta teaches him to be mindful of the moment, but soon his every moment is filled with thoughts of her. Has he replaced one addiction with another?
Hearts Race is the follow up story to Riverswept and the second book in the Burns Class of Love series. The story returns readers to the small town of Burns, Virginia and also introduces them to the Blue Ridge Mountains around Charlottesville, Virginia.
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Anyone who knows me knows that I love a good cocktail. Specifically a prosecco (or sparkling wine) cocktail. Depending on the season my preference will change.
Around this time last year I was asked by a friend to create fun cocktails for her housewarming party. My solution? Simple syrups! Simple syrups are easy and low cost, yet creative and fun.
The simple syrups I made for the party were winter themed and oh so yummy! I made: Simple Syrups are easy to make (although, be careful - they can be messy!). All you need is sugar, water and the flavor you plan to use. Typically (but not always) it is a pretty easy ratio when making the syrup. For example, 1 cup of sugar to 1 cup of cranberry to 1 cup water. (I use a bit more cranberry because I wanted to be sure the tartness comse through in the champagne cocktail).
I bought a few fun bottles and tied Holiday tags around the handles with ribbon as a festive label. The simple syrups I made were gone within an hour or two. Partygoers used them to flavor their vodka cocktails, gin cocktails and of course champagne cocktails.
At a loss for what to give for the holidays? Simple syrups make fun gifts too!
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Jungle: a vicious area of confusion—i.e. the real world.
Enter the realm of the Amazon Rainforest where man is not an apex predator.
Twenty-four hours ago, Brielle stood helpless while an intruder murdered her mother. After fleeing to the Amazon Rainforest, she struggles to stay a step ahead of the psychopath searching for the crystal she wears, her birthright.
As guardian of the biological hotspot, Tigao guards the maze of rivers, swamps, and forests from those who would rape and plunder his land for its wealth of minerals, trees, and wildlife. His compulsion to protect the foreign, blonde-haired enigma rescued from a poacher leads him face-to-face with a scientific sociopath intent on creating a world where chaos reigns—under his leadership.
An exciting blend of action, adventure, and romance, between a man not looking for love and a woman trying to survive.
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Even if she had the ability and strength to run, she wouldn’t get far before one predator or another brought her down. Bleeding from her wrists and ankles issued an open invitation to one and all carnivores.
In her mind’s eye, she could see the elongated mandibles of the soldier ants chomping through anything in their path, the formic acid venom they emitted dissolving her flesh in a consistent and organized fashion. Though blind, they were sensitive to movement. Even if they only moved forward at an inch in several seconds, she didn’t stand a chance with the drugs lingering in her system and other predators nearby.
Her mom had once told her you could actually hear them coming through the forest—and she did. Though the gentle mist falling was near silent, the sound of the ant swarm’s chomping through decaying leaves gained volume with each tick of an imagined clock.
As she awaited death to come in the form of millions of stings and dissolving flesh, she thought of her mom who’d wanted her to live and find contentment in the Amazon. Now she would die here, alone and terrified.
Off to her left, the hisses of many leopards morphed into growls and snarls. The staccato spitting of rapid gunfire followed angry curses, which then morphed into pathetic screams. Perhaps Gus wouldn't survive this, after all.
To hear the guide beg from the very creatures he’d endeavored to kill lent a primal satisfaction, even if it was the last she’d ever enjoy. At least, the residents of the jungle and women in nearby villages would remain safer.
Digging her elbows and toes into the tent’s canvas floor, she inched forward, compelled to watch death approach.
Swishing and slapping leaves opposite the last tent brought her attention to her final threat. Only minutes existed between this life and feeling her mom’s arms around her again. Since fear wouldn’t lend enough strength to attempt escape, she'd meet this final threat with as much dignity as she could muster.
She’d been drugged, overcome with grief and pain. It was just—all too much.
Acid released from the ants’ mouths would be painful beyond anything she’d ever endured, yet a calm and peaceful mantle settled about her shoulders. Nothing lasted forever despite what her mom had declared. “One day, you’ll join with an incredible man who’ll stand by your side for eternity. From that point on, you’ll know peace as you never have.” How could she believe such nonsense? She was no fairy princess.
Deeper in the jungle, Gus’s strident voice echoed in the morning stillness. His gun remained silent except for the metallic clicks announcing his lack of ammunition. “Move, damn it! They’re coming. You’ll die, too, if we don’t leave. Why are you surrounding me and not attacking?”
Confusion bore down faster than the oncoming ant swarm, compounded by her inability to sort out the facts. Perhaps the mind couldn't comprehend some terrors so it instead exuded a sense of euphoric peace in its place.
In the distance, a warm glow bathed the drooping durian leaves, not from above but seemingly from within. A glow she associated with Tiago.
In the midst of all the chaos, a chestnut-colored arm brushed the small branches aside to reveal Tiago’s chiseled and carved form.
“Run! For God’s sake, run. There’s a swarm of army ants…”
After a quick inhale, she struggled through the tent opening on bruised hands and skinned knees, hands and feet still bound.
Another fast breath and she stood, naked, on shaky legs.
The soothing rain washed the air clean even as it drizzled down her face to slide over the slope of her breasts to the valley between. Goose bumps raised along her arms and shoulders multiplied with the slight breeze.
Air exploded from her lungs, taking sanity with it in one loud whoosh. Her teeth rattled as she dropped to her butt, shocked speechless, breathless.
Thousands, millions of ants had parted for and surrounded Tiago, not attacking, remaining a constant distance from his path.
In mesmerized horror, she watched the insect army’s destruction of all vegetation in its path on either side of the man who walked between their ranks. From her mother’s teachings, she remembered they generally traveled in either some type of fan wave or even a line but never alongside a human being. He isn’t human. The thought came unbidden in a moment of blind inspiration, along with the realization that no one would live to tell his secret.
The iridescent shimmer surrounding him brightened to near-blinding intensity in the following heartbeats, adding a fluency to his predatory grace. Light seems to originate from the pendant he wears.In a self-protective gesture, she shaded her eyes with cupped hands.
Even with his glowing form and the distance between them, death approaching in stilted movements, the heat in his penetrating-cobalt gaze reminded her–she wore no clothes. Yet, from him, the warmth curled inside to stir the same excitement she felt with his prior touch on her forehead.
Though she still heard Gus’s angry and panicked shouting in the distance, she no longer feared for herself, despite the fact she could now see the swarm of ants heading directly toward her. What the hell?
Their alternating tripod system of angular movement held her in thrall with their approach. One coordinated half-moon shaped body of ants marched to either side of Tiago and seemed to know his path before he moved to maintain a constant distance from him.
“How…?” The thought of holding her breath to still her slightest movements before the blind advancing horde suddenly seemed a ridiculous option in light of his obvious control.
Thousands of ants stopped two feet away from her, their small, segmented bodies swaying side-to-side to an unheard beat. Looking beyond Tiago, she realized she’d misjudged their numbers.
“There must be millions…” As stunning as they were deadly, astonishing didn't come close to describing the spectacle before her. In unison, the miniature waves undulated in their coordinated and fascinating shift. Each ripple drew her further into their mesmerizing spell.
Gus's wailing became white noise in the background.
Now, she realized, not only did Tiago command every aspect of her being, he commanded non-human creatures as well. That understanding came on an elemental level, innate knowledge verified by nightmarish reel playing out in front of her. He also commanded the distant leopards surrounding Gus. Yet here he stood, looming, towering over her, making her feel small yet significant in a way she’d never imagined.
Reily’s work as an ICU nurse, private investigator, and work in the military police has given her countless experiences in a host of different environments to add a real world feel to her fiction.
Though her kids are her life, writing is Reily’s life after. The one enjoyed…after the kids are in bed or after they’re in school and the house is quiet. This is the time to kick back with laptop and lapdog to give your imagination free reign.
In life, hobbies can come and go according to our physical abilities, but you can always enjoy a good book. Life isn’t perfect, but our imaginations can be. Relax, whether it’s in front of a fire or in your own personal dungeon. Take pleasure in a mental pause as you root for your favorite hero/heroine and bask in their accomplishments, then share your opinions of them over a coffee with your best friend (even if he’s four legged). Life is short, cherish your time.
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About the Author
Olivia Night's novels keep readers on the edge of their seats. Her first series,The Men of FTI takes place all over the world with Alpha men who will capture your heart.