Friday, January 19, 2018


So, yesterday I made a Facebook post about what I'm reading and I'd thought I'd share it on my blog as well.

!! What are you reading? !!
It's a snow filled wonderland in my backyard right now, but it's honestly too cold to venture out and enjoy it. So, I'm tucked away inside, beside the fireplace, comfortable and warm under a blanket, sporting lime green fuzzy socks and enjoying a hot cup of chai tea and ENTHRALL CLIMAX by Vanessa Fewings!! It's a true pleasure to be back inside the world of "Enthrall" and lose myself to all it's intrigue and sensual treasures on this quiet day.

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SIDE NOTE - Since I posted the comment above, I've now finished ENTHRALL CLIMAX and it was EPIC! Oh, so, so EPIC! I'm floored and don't know how I'm going to be able to write a review worthy of that book. But I'm going to try and it'll be posted soon.


Did you catch my reviews of PAINTED FACES and KILLER QUEEN by L.H. Cosway? Both were truly unique reads. Think hard edge, straight drag queen who falls in love with the boisterous, yet shy girl next door. Yup, the entirety of both books were full of unexpected themes and both are AMAZING!



I've also recently read SEX, NOT LOVE by Vi Keeland! And trust me, that is one that NEEDS to be read too. I think it's her best book to date and I can't wait to do a reread of it.



Speaking of rereads...
I've been on a reread kick lately because I have quite a few review books lined up and I don't like to read a ton of new books when I've got reviews in my que, so here's a list of rereads I've done over the last couple of weeks.

TRUST by Kylie Scott -  "... a beautiful tale of second chances and new beginnings." - Craves the Angst  (SEE MY FULL REVIEW HERE!)

THE DEAL by Elle Kennedy - "This read was fantastic! From the moment we’re introduced to the main characters, Hannah and Garrett, you know magic is about to happen... and it does, big time!" - Craves the Angst  (SEE MY FULL REVIEW HERE!)

SIX OF HEARTS by L.H. Cosway - "Ingenious, Unique and Romantic! This was a PERFECT read!" - Craves the Angst (SEE MY FULL REVIEW HERE!)

I've read SIX OF HEARTS, like, 5 times and it NEVER gets old... LOVE JAY! He's super hot and super fun to read.

Let me know in the comments what you've been reading recently...


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A new Paranormal/Fantasy Novella,
from E. H. James
is now avaialbe!

Unaware of the powers lurking within her, Caitlin opens a door between worlds, allowing a fallen angel to pass through the veil of darkness into the light.

Attaching himself to Caitlin, he feeds off her fear to build his strength, intending to kill her, in order to prevent the door through which he can be forced back into the darkness from opening.

Aware of Malfeil’s return, Ezriel, the angel who cast him down by divine order, must be the one to send him back into the darkness. He appears to Caitlin, calling upon her to ask her to help him. But between his visits—causing her to have missing time—and Malfeil doing whatever he can to frighten her, Caitlin begins to question her sanity.

Realizing what she must do, there’s just one problem. An emergency room doctor, with a penchant for house calls, believes her unstable and is seeking to have her institutionalized.

Now she must evade the doctor while seeking out Ezriel…and all before Malfeil kills her.

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*Warning: This excerpt contains strong language.


“Stop laughing. You’ll get us both killed.”

The car straddled the center line, and Nicole swerved into her own lane. “Relax will ya. Jeez, you’re worse than my grandma.”

“At least she is a grandma. I’m surprised she’s still alive, driving with you.” Caitlin shifted in her seat. “Let me drive.”

“I only had two glasses of wine, and that was hours ago.” Nicole grinned. “Why, you worried you won’t find someone to pay the other half of the rent?”

“Oh, I know I won’t have any trouble finding a new roommate.”

“Good luck renting that second room, what with you being such a slob.” Caitlin scowled and Nicole laughed. “Hey, what’s a best friend for, if not to put up with each other?”

A deer stepped into the road and Caitlin gasped. Pushing back, she braced her feet against the floorboard.

Nicole gripped the steering wheel. The deer didn’t move, and she slammed on the brakes—the tires screeching as they dragged over pavement. She turned, the car veering off the road and down an embankment.

Water rushed up over the hood and onto the windshield. The car bobbed up, but then its nose dipped. Water gushed in under the dash.

“Oh, Jeez. Oh, Jeez…oh, Jeez.”

Caitlin unbuckled her seatbelt. “Unfasten your belt.”

Nicole gaped at the black liquid, as it slid up the glass.

Caitlin pressed the button on the passenger door. The power window started to lower and then stopped. “Shit!” Reaching into the darkness at her feet, she flinched. A cold numbness ran up her arm.

“What are you doing?”

Caitlin ran her fingers along the floorboard. “I keep a hammer under the seat.”

“You what?”

“Get your seatbelt off!”

Nicole pressed her thumb on the release button. Her fingernail bent back and snapped. “I can’t. It’s jammed.”



“I was going to put a knife or pair of scissors in the car, in case this happened.” Caitlin’s fingertips brushed up against the hammer’s handle. Gripping it, she lifted it out.

“You expected this?”

“No, I prepare for the worst and hope for the best. Nicole, we don’t have time to talk.” Caitlin swung the hammer at the window. The glass shattered, and the water rushed in.

“What are you doing?”

“We have to get out.” Caitlin pushed against the gushing onslaught.

“Don’t leave me.”

“I’m not. How tight is your seatbelt? Can you loosen it?”

Nicole slid her hand under the belt. “It’s not tight, but it won’t loosen. There’s not enough slack for me to get out.”

“Do you have a compact in your purse? Something with a mirror in it?”

Nicole frowned. “Why?”

“We can use the glass to cut the belt.”

“Yes!” Nicole fumbled for her purse and retrieved the compact.

“Take this hammer, and break the mirror on the dash.” Caitlin climbed out the window. Her feet touched the lake bottom, and she stood next to the car. “It’s not deep. Nicole, it’s not deep, here.” Climbing on the roof, she scrambled to the driver’s side.

“It’s working.” Nicole smiled, her lips trembling.

Caitlin leaned close to the glass. “Hurry, Nicole.”

Nicole turned her face to Caitlin, tears streaming down her cheeks.

“I can’t get the door open, until there is equal pressure. And even if I could, that would let the water in faster.” She punched the door. “Nicole, break the window so I can help you.”

Nicole swung the hammer and smashed the driver’s side window.

Caitlin reached in and retrieved a piece of mirror from the compact. She cut the other side of the belt from where Nicole was cutting. “It’s coming, Nicole. This is going to work.” The car sunk, its roof submerging. She put the shard between her teeth and unlocked Nicole’s door. Placing her foot on the car, she gripped the door handle. She pulled, the door giving way.

Nicole clawed at her arms, tearing into her flesh and dragging her down. Caitlin clenched her jaw and reached in the blackness for Nicole’s belt. She positioned the piece of glass into the notch she’d already cut, the shard slicing her fingers. Lifting her head above the surface, she gasped. “Nicole, help me. Keep cutting.”

Again, Caitlin slipped beneath the surface. Drawing her hand along the belt, she once more located the notch she’d cut.

The belt was almost cut through. Nicole grabbed her, and the shard fell from Caitlin’s grasp. Once more, she raised her head out of the water. “Nicole, help me. Pull on the belt as hard as you can.”

Nicole’s grip tightened on her arm, and Caitlin filled her lungs. She dipped under and drew her face close to Nicole’s, intent on giving her air, but Nicole yanked her down.

Caitlin grasped the belt. Bracing her foot on the car, she pulled, but Nicole continued to hold her. She struggled free. Nicole gripped her hand. Her own body convulsed, as Nicole struggled. She closed her eyes. Nicole’s grasp relaxed within hers. A floating sensation came over her, as if she were drifting upward.

It lasted no more than a few seconds. Something hit her, washing over her like a wave of intense joy, as if every cell in her being had exploded in rapture. It enveloped her, flowing through her. It was an emotion. A physical sensation on a level never before experienced.

She was still holding Nicole’s hand, when she opened her eyes. The sensation lingered, the headlights oddly mesmerizing as they shone out into the murky depths.

“You all right? Are you hurt?” A man jumped in and swam to her. “Oh my God. Daren, there’s someone still in the car.” He dove in and popped up a moment later. “The seatbelt’s jammed. There’s a knife in my glove compartment.”

Daren ran up the bank and reappeared a moment later. He took off his coat and dropped it on the shore. Running into the lake, he worked his way to them, shining the flashlight in the direction of the car.

“Give me the knife. Hold the flashlight so I can see.” The first man disappeared beneath the surface. Returning a moment later, he had Nicole in his arms. “I’ve got this. You take her.”

Daren wrapped his arm around Caitlin’s waist and drew her to the shore.

She sat shivering, as the first man carried Nicole up onto the grass.

He laid Nicole on the ground, her eyes directed up at the full moon. Pressing his fingertips to Nicole’s neck, he then raised his head and shook it.

Daren tilted her head back. Pinching her nose, he blew into her mouth.

“What are you doing?”

“The water’s cold. It slows down the metabolism so it requires less oxygen. You’d be surprised how long people can last and be brought back. Now help me, Josh.”

Daren continued to provide air, while Josh performed compressions.

“Is everyone all right?” Three more people climbed down the embankment.

Josh glanced up. “Call nine-one-one.”

“What about her?” One of them pointed at Caitlin.

“Do you have a blanket in your car?”


A moment later, someone draped a blanket around Caitlin’s shoulders. “Thank you,” she whispered.

“Weren’t you just at the party?”

Caitlin tipped her head back, a heaviness coming over her. Squinting up at the voice, she collapsed.

“Are you all right?” someone asked.

She lay on the wet grass, as they worked on Nicole. Somewhere in the distance, a siren cut through the night.

Voices melded one into the other.

Nicole slowly turned her head toward Caitlin. Her lips moved, as if she were speaking.


Everything went black.

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E. H. James has always been fascinated by the unexplained. Wanting to delve deeper into the unknown, James has read and researched in the areas of parapsychology and metaphysics, for the past forty years.

Taking those first hand experiences, involving the unexplained, James has woven the real and imaginary together into stories of the strange and bizarre.

James' stories range from the paranormal to horror, to fantasy and science fiction, from short stories and novellas, to 100K+ novels.

Thursday, January 18, 2018


TITLE: His to Break
AUTHOR: Penelope Prince
GENRE: Contemporary Romance, Erotic Romance
RELEASE DATE: January 17, 2018
PUBLISHER: Penelope Prince
PAGES: Approx. 196
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His Obsession. Her Undoing.

Dr. Aiden Shaw is everything I ever wanted—handsome, smart, rich, and dominant.

There’s one problem. Aiden has an addiction.
And I’m the only doctor who can treat him.

He doesn’t want my help, so we make a deal.

If I fulfill his every desire, Aiden has to open up about his past and bare his darkest secrets to me.

He promised me pain. I promised my body.
I wanted to fix him. He tried to break me.

My submission is the only way to save him.
But our experiment could shatter us both.

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I take a seat across from Aiden, unable to take my eyes off him. He leans back against the plush cushions and stretches his arms above his head, drawing my attention to how tight the black oxford fits his arms and hugs his muscular chest. He sucks me in with one look that goes straight between my thighs, killing me without even touching me. 

Aiden was always sexy, but now he oozes sex appeal. Before, his dark hair was longer, messier as if styled that way on purpose. Now, it sweeps over his forehead in waves, not a single hair out of place. He’s so manicured and perfect. 

I wish I had some confidence in my ability to treat this man. I’m not even sure I can be in the same room as Aiden. Taking him on as a patient would put me in a strange position every week. But I suspect he needs more than the usual treatment plan.

How will I make it through more than one session without wanting to climb onto his lap? Aiden always did strange things to me. 

After an awkward silence, Aiden leans forward with his hands on his knees. “Be a good girl and spread your legs for me,” he says, staring at me as if I am a piece of meat.  

I slap my thighs together, now even more aware of Aiden’s intentions. 
There’s no way on earth I will last through the hour without jeopardizing my career. Before we graduated from the Ph.D. program together, I was so close to giving in to my heart and body and saying the hell with Aiden and his demons. 

“You are in my office, Aiden,” I remind him because he seems to need one.

“What does that have to do with anything?”

“I will not feed into your addiction, Aiden. If you want me to treat you, I need to know that you are serious about making a change.”

“The only thing I’m serious about is you, Scar.” He licks his lips. “Now, show me what I have been missing.”

“Aiden,” I shout. “You’re even worse now than when we were in college. Are you here to torture me or to seek out treatment for your sex addiction?”

“A little bit of both. You can heal me, Scarlett. I know you can.”

“Are you willing to work with me?”

“Oh, I am more than willing. You made me an offer five years ago. Do you remember it?”

“How could I forget? You turned me down.”

“I never turned you down. I refused treatment. There’s a difference.”

“I failed to see the distinction.”

“My intentions for you were always clear.”

“Maybe, but you had a problem. I wanted to help you.”

“You wanted to fix me. I’m not some broken toy for you to glue back together.”

“And you wanted to break me,” I counter.

“I still do.”


Penelope Prince is a dark romance author from Los Angeles, California who loves getting lost inside the minds of her characters. She's addicted to caffeine and chocolate, both of which she keeps next to her when she writes her dark and dirty novels.

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NEW REVIEW! PAINTED FACES (Painted Faces #1) and KILLER QUEEN (Painted Faces #2) by L.H. Cosway:

"... not your conventional hero and this is not your traditional love story." - Craves the Angst

TITLE: Painted Faces
SERIES: Painted Faces #1
AUTHOR: L.H. Cosway
GENRE: Romance
RELEASE DATE: December 16, 2012
PAGES: Approx. 358

RATING: 4 Stars!

Come forth with an open mind, for an unconventional tale of love..

Dublin native Freda Wilson considers herself to be an acquired taste. She has a habit of making offensive jokes and speaking her mind too often. She doesn't have the best track record with first impressions, which is why she gets a surprise when her new neighbour Nicholas takes a shine to her.

Nicholas is darkly handsome, funny and magnetic, and Freda feels like her black and white existence is plunged into a rainbow of colour when she's around him. When he walks into a room he lights it up, with his quick wit and charisma. He is a travelling cabaret performer, but Freda doesn't know exactly what that entails until the curtains pull back on his opening night.

She is gob-smacked and entirely intrigued to see him take to the stage in drag. Later on, Nicholas asks her if she would like to become his show assistant. Excited by the idea, she jumps at the chance. Soon she finds herself immersed in a world of wigs, make-up and high heels, surrounded by pretty men and the temptation of falling for her incredibly beautiful employer.

In this story of passion and sexual discovery, Nicholas and Freda will contend with jealousy, emotional highs and lows, and the kind of love that only comes around once in a lifetime.

**Not suitable for younger readers. Contains some strong language and scenes of a sexual nature.**

4 Unconventional Stars!

The Review: 
First off, this review is going to be a bit long. I have several things I want to say. So I apologize.

Second, I’ll be honest. When this book came out a few years ago, I wasn’t much for reading it. Not because of it’s theme, (because I was intrigued and curious about a romance novel with a hero that was a straight drag queen ,) but because I didn’t think it would give me the “swoons” or the “feels” I’ve come to love in my romances. I passed on it because I had a set idea of what a book hero was supposed to be and I didn’t think it would fit into my small box of what a romance novel should be. When I read romance, I want my heart to speed up, my tummy to flutter and I want to be able to go outside myself and my own life and capture that idea of romance I have set in my own mind. I passed on this book, thinking it couldn’t compete with that idea, even after several people told me I needed to read it.

Well, here I am, several years later and I have egg on my face. Why? Because after reading this book, my “idea” as I called it, was challenged in the best possible way. Nicholas was a breath of fresh air. Freda was an exceptional heroine. The plot was fantastically well done. And the swoons that I love? Yeah, they totally happened.

I loved this book!

Freda Wilson is a twenty-five year old baker living in Dublin, Ireland. She’s outspoken, brash, doesn't have a mind-to-mouth filter and doesn’t fancy herself as a true beauty. In fact, her self-esteem has taken a serious nosedive after a nasty breakup three years ago. She has no desire to relive that awful experience again, so getting into a relationship is the last thing on her mind. But after meeting her extremely handsome, charming, openly forward and UNIQUE new neighbor, her grey world is suddenly exploding in color and blooming with possibility.

Nicholas Turner is a twenty-eight year old traveling cabaret performer who has just moved to Dublin in the hopes of settling down for a while. Suffering highs and lows in life, and drowning in memories from a traumatic past, he needs something steady and solid and he’s hoping Dublin will provide it for him. Then he meets his beautiful next door neighbor and suddenly, his dark world is shining with light. 

In the spirit of being honest, I have to admit, at about 25% of the book, I ALMOST gave up. I loved the story. I loved the characters, but I was also getting a seriously irritating vibe from Nicholas. He’s the hero of the story and I couldn’t get past his overly grabby hands, his blatant come-ons and his pushy male dominance. Don’t get me wrong. I LOVE alpha males. I love males that know what they want and go for it, but for some reason, I was having trouble connecting with Nicholas. 

WARNING: Somewhat spoilery...
At one point, soon after he’s befriended Freda, convinced her to work with him and showed multiple times his interest in her, he risks their budding future for a quick lay! I was not impressed.

Freda is shy, she thinks no one could possibly like her or be attracted to her, especially someone as good looking and charismatic as Nicholas, so she dismisses his come-ons as him just being flirtatious. She can’t seem to wrap her head around the fact he likes her and wants her. But instead of understanding this about Freda, Nicholas takes it as rejection and decides to continue his manwhore ways and beds an Italian beauty he and Freda met in the park just the day before. And I get it, he and Freda hadn’t known each other long, so of course, the connection hadn’t fully been established yet. That’s not what bothered me most. What bothered me was he wanted Freda, realized she was jealous of his interest in the other woman and told her flat out, all she had to do was say the word and he’d drop the other woman because Freda was his "first choice to fuck"! Freda, being a bit overwhelmed, as she had every right to be, declined and he slept with the other woman anyhow. Then the next day, he has the audacity to tell her that while he was fucking that woman, he was thinking of her. He got a big ol’ slap in the face by Freda for that line. And I actually cheered. But then she apologized and it was all for naught.
END: Spoilery part over.

And to be even more honest, Nicholas’s attachment to his deceased mother seemed ... odd. Eerie even. It seemed he had an unhealthy fascination with her, going so far as to keep her clothes and have her tattooed on his arm.

At that point, I texted my friend, the one who insisted I needed to read this book, and told her I couldn’t do it. She told me to keep on going because it would all pay off in the end. So I did.

And I’m glad I did.

The author delves deeper into Nicholas’s overwhelming personality and soon you start to see past the surface. He’s been in an environment where those forward tactics have always worked for him, using his forwardness to hide behind, much the way Freda used sarcasm to hide behind. He’s survived a traumatic past and he finds himself either high on life or low in the gutter when his depression sets in. He’s a complex, multilayered, fascinating character and after I came to terms with who he was, what he’s been through and accepted how he handled himself and the situations around him, I actually began to love him and adore everything about him.

His fascination with his mom stems from a lonely childhood steeped in abuse and his need to hold on to the one thing that he knew was good, knew was pure and knew held happiness for him. So after it’s all explained, I totally got it. I still think the man needed therapy to help with his depression, but I got it.

Simply put, he’s not your conventional hero and this is not your traditional love story. And I LOVED it!

I enjoyed Freda’s resistance to all that was Nicholas. Obviously she was interested. She wanted him as badly as he wanted her, but she also saw the way he treated his one night stand and didn’t want to be just another bed warmer. She wanted him to return the feelings she was developing. So she held out, she respects herself enough to realize she needed more from him and waited until she knew him better. Freda was also totally open minded, didn’t give two shites about what others thought and if everyone could see through her eyes, the world would be a better place. I loved her character so much.

The Wrap Up: 
All in all, this book was fantastic! It made me think! It made me open my mind. Like Nicholas, I had my highs and my lows while reading it, but after that first twenty-five percent, I came to see things differently and the rest of the book was cake. I devoured the entire thing without stopping!

I can’t believe it took me so long to read this book, especially considering I’m a HUGE fan of this author’s published works. She has a talent for telling unique, profound stories with interesting and extraordinary characters. This one was no exception.

I’m thrilled to add this to my “read” list. Book heroes come in all forms, just like in real life. The story challenged me and my ideas and really, shame on me for not reading it sooner.

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"In one of the best companion novels I’ve ever read, Nicholas tells his side of the story ..." - Craves the Angst

TITLE: Killer Queen
SERIES: Painted Faces #2
AUTHOR: L.H. Cosway
GENRE: Romance
RELEASE DATE: October 20, 2014
PAGES: Approx. 264

RATING: 4.5 Stars

Willkommen, Bienvenue, Welcome…

Come inside The Glamour Patch club to see the star of our show, Miss Vivica Blue. 

Do you want to read my diary you nosy little devils? Have a glass of champagne (you’ll need it) and get comfortable because you’re in for some crazy shenanigans brought to you straight from the horse’s mouth.

I can be whatever you want me to be: boy, girl, a little bit of both.

If you have a problem with a man in a dress then best be off with you. If males in make-up give you the willies, then I’ll say au revoir and don’t let the door hit you on the way out.

So, who are we left with? Ah, a fine collection of curious souls. I want to tell you a tale of love, because those are the most glorious kind. I want to tell you about real love, a love that transcends labels and gender stereotypes.

The moment I first laid eyes on my Freda I knew that we were kindred. Well okay, I also knew I wanted to get into her pants, but that’s beside the point. My world was a grey place. I was at my lowest ebb. Then she came along and patches of colour began to spring forth. One day the daffodils were yellow and before I knew it, colour was everywhere, lighting up my life.

Love is not about how we appear on the outside, it’s about the soul contained within.

Our story was not a conventional one, but it was ours, and that’s what made it shine.

Killer Queen is a companion novel to L.H. Cosway’s contemporary romance, Painted Faces. It contains scenes that take place before, during and after the original story. It can also be read as a standalone.

4.5 “Is that love?” Stars!

The Review: 
Told strictly from the thoughts of Nicholas, this book is an exceptional addition to the first book, Painted Faces, which I thoroughly enjoyed. The blurb claims you don’t need to read the first book in order to understand this one and that’s true, but you should! The first book was wonderful, told in Freda’s POV and is a must read.

In Killer Queen, we get Nicholas’s POV in all its outlandish glory. In one of the best companion novels I’ve ever read, Nicholas tells his side of the story in a unique, colorful and expressive journal-style way, with added scenes that delve deeper into his past, into his thoughts and feelings and into his alter ego, Vivica Blue! It also gives us more story after Painted Faces, with bonus scenes that will tug at your heart and give you the ultimate closure to the rich, deeply loveable journey of two characters who find love in a most unconventional setting.

I loved everything about this book! Getting inside Nicholas’s head explained SO MUCH! I had a hard time with some of his actions in the first book, but the author did a fantastic job helping us understand his motives, his feelings and explained in great detail why he was the way he was. I loved Nicholas before, but this book is a perfect companion to the first and really opened my eyes to the man behind the paint. We see things differently through his eyes and really come to understand all his fabulousness!

Definitely, a must read ... period!

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Wednesday, January 17, 2018


TITLE: Cross Stroke
AUTHOR: Elizabeth Hartey
AGE GROUP: New Adult
GENRE: Contemporary Romance
RELEASE DATE: January 16, 2018
PUBLISHER: Limitless Publishing LLC
PAGES: Approx. 274
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One night left my heart shattered and my reputation ruined, and now my only hope is to transfer to another university far from home. Although I’m a champion figure skater and am used to succeeding, I can’t dump the burden of distrust and intimacy I’m carrying.

But when I literally crash into the cocky captain of the hockey team, sparks fly, and the attraction is as undeniable as it is unwanted.

No way is this arrogant hottie the one to help me move past my fears. Or is he…?


Overwhelmed with guilt and remorse, I can’t forget the tragic accident that killed my first love. To avoid ever feeling that kind of agonizing loss again, I vow to stick with one-night stands with every puck bunny who glides my way and focus on keeping my position on the hockey team.

But after I meet a feisty figure skater and am then thrown together with her as a lab partner, I find I want to melt the icy walls we’ve built around our hearts.

If we don’t strangle each other first.

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The hockey player zips past me again. The wind of his speed sweeps across my face. As Bob said, this session is almost over, but I only wanted a few minutes to get the feel of the ice anyway. However, when I take the first stroke on the ice, this is not what I had in mind. The feel I was interested in wasn’t the one where my ass hits the frigid, unforgiving surface right in front of a pair of black hockey skates. 

The skater slides to an abrupt halt to avoid running over me, his sharp blades spraying me with cold shavings. In my frantic state of synaptic overdrive, I forgot to remove my glittery purple skate guards.

“Yeah, those don’t work too well on the ice. You might want to remove them before trying to stroke.” I look up up up until I reach the face of the taunting skater.

Yowsa. His ice blue eyes shimmer like lasers right through the Plexiglas visor of his hockey helmet. Strands of sun-kissed streaked hair peek out from his helmet and frame cheekbones, which would be the envy of every Express model. Absurd. No one looks that good in a helmet.

Did he say something about stroking? 

My naughty, sex starved mind drifts for a second to stroking other types of hard surfaces, the kind that could melt cold ice and my bones. Seems the blood has no problem reaching lower regions of my body now. 

Stop it. 

Right. Sworn off sex. Forever. Well, at least until I can let someone get that close again, if I ever can. 

But when Hottie McHot wiggles his fingers and stretches his hand out a little further toward me, it’s like he has a front row seat to the opening night of my porno imagination. Although my ass has lost all sensation from its imminent fusion to the icy surface, I can feel the warm blush creeping up my neck and face.


As a lover of the northeast US, my husband and I moved to the Poconos several years ago to open a Chiropractic Clinic.

Four children and a menagerie of animals later, I have finally found time to fulfill my lifelong dream of writing novels. A dreamer at heart, romance is---of course---the genre I spend most of my time writing and reading into the wee hours of the morning. However, if it's a good book, any genre can keep me immersed in the story for hours.

When I’m not juggling work responsibilities and writing, I enjoy baking, knitting, traveling, hiking the beautiful hills and woods around my home and spending time with my family.

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