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Wednesday, 28 November 2018

Release Blitz 'Taken' By Felicity Brandon

Title: Taken
Series: The Dark Necessities Trilogy #1
Author: Felicity Brandon
Genre: Dark Romance/Kidnap Thriller
Release Date: November 28, 2018 Cover Design: Eris Adderly
One obsessed fan. One captive author.  Lost on the streets of a foreign city, Molly Clary is attacked after a book signing until an unknown hero steps in to protect her. But Molly’s relief soon turns to terror when her savior’s true intentions are revealed. Connor Reilly doesn’t just want to save her, he wants to take her for himself.
Now Molly’s fighting, not just for her life, but for the essence of who she truly is. If she’s going to survive in Connor’s dark new world, she’ll have to learn to play his base games. But if Molly plays, what will it cost her? Can a monster ever really learn to love, or will his need to dominate destroy them both?
If you enjoyed the debauched desire of the Twist Me series, then you’ll devour Felicity Brandon’s edgy new trilogy.
Buy Taken to begin this hauntingly addictive set.
Taken is an edgy, fast-paced, dark romance and is the first book in The Dark Necessities trilogy. Molly and Connor’s story continues in Tamed, and concludes in Entwined.


“Are you going to run, Molly?” His voice was calm, and almost amused as it questioned her.
She shifted her gaze to follow the sound of his voice, her face no doubt portraying her anxiety on the subject. “No,” she lied, her tone breathless.
“No?” he repeated back to her as he stepped forward out of the black shadows of the furthest corner. His right brow arched in the tantalizing way it did when he knew he was onto a winner.
“No,” she confirmed, shaking her head for good measure.
He moved toward her laughing. “You could run, you know,” he went on, his gaze intense as his tall body loomed over her.
Molly blinked up at her captor. Free of her binds at last, she felt bolstered and no longer wanted to call him Master. She could never allow a monster like Connor to master her. “What?”
“You could run,” he affirmed. “If you wanted to? Your stories have always had an element of the cat and mouse about them, haven’t they, pet? I know you’d enjoy that, and if you didn’t already know, I love the thrill of the chase.”
Adrenaline spiked in her body as he spoke. Was he giving her permission to flee from him? Is that why he’d removed the chains? Was this just the latest game he wanted to play?
“Yes,” he answered her, although she was certain she hadn’t spoken the words out loud. “You can run, Molly, but you know if you run, I’m going to chase you, and you know I’m going to catch you.”
Her heart was pounding in her chest as she sat up straight beside him, pinning her wide-eyed gaze onto his. “Why are you saying this?” she mumbled. And how do you know all of this?
His smile widened, and he pulled up a box from nearby, seating himself beside her. “After all this time, pet,” he purred. “Don’t you think I know you by now? I knew you before we’d even met. I know what you’re thinking, Molly. You are quite literally an open book to me.”
She flushed, her head falling forward as though the admission was shameful. She was ashamed, because he was right. He did seem to know her. He knew what she was going to be thinking, what she wanted, and just how to control her. It was freaking infuriating.
“Look at me.” His voice was sterner, having taken on some of the quality which made the knot of anxious energy in her belly tighten. She complied, not wanting to rile the beast in him. Their eyes met, his mesmerizing green orbs utterly compelling. His hand came slowly to her face. Molly flinched out of instinct, but relaxed when he began to caress the side of her face with calm, gentle strokes. “This is your story, pet,” he mused. “Our story. If you want to run, then I am not going to stop you.”
“But you will chase me?” she whispered, her fear furling as simmering arousal at his touch began to flood her system. She knew she shouldn’t crave him, but she found herself leaning into the warmth of his hand. It was like a reflex. Despite the fact this was the same hand that had captured, and tormented her, it was also the hand that had rescued and comforted her – and pleasured her.
Connor’s chuckle resonated deeply inside of Molly’s body. “Of course,” he answered, his fingers tightening in her long dark hair. “I will chase you because you’re mine, pet. You belong to me now, we both know that, don’t we?” He hesitated as though he expected her to speak, but she merely blinked at him. Too terrified to respond. Too afraid of what her answer might be. “Molly?”
The sound of her name made her lips part. It was intimate, fanning the flames of her burgeoning need. “Yes, Master?” she said, her voice barely audible as she confessed the truth.
For a moment they just stared at one another, the admission lingering in the dank air around them.
“But that’s not the only reason I’d chase you,” he went on eventually. “I’d chase you because it’s what you want, Molly, isn’t it?”
The Dark Necessities trilogy continues in the twisted pages of Tamed, released in December, 2018, and concludes in the heart-stopping finale, Entwined (due January 2019)
Felicity Brandon is a top 100 Amazon bestselling author. She loves the darker side of romance, and writes sexy, suspenseful stories, with strong themes of bondage and submission. You'll find her either at her laptop, at the gym, or rocking out to her favourite music. 

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Friday, 19 October 2018

Black Light: Obsessed Series by Dani René




Title: Black Light: Obsessed
Series: Black Light #9
Author: Dani René
Publisher: Black Collar Press
Genre: Contemporary BDSM
Release Date: October 19, 2018



Blurb

One taste of her was never going to be enough. I knew it the moment I laid eyes on her. And I knew it from the moment she kneeled for me.

Roisin was everything I always wanted, but she was also nothing I ever expected. Her words captured me, her poise intoxicated me, and now, I find myself obsessed.

My need for her runs rife through my veins, and I can’t stop it, not matter how hard I try.

I want her.
I will claim her.
She will be mine.







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Excerpt

“Are you aching, pet?”
“Yes, Master,” she mewls when my lips find the hardened nipple pressing against her bra. I suckle it into my mouth, my teeth grazing the bud, tugging it gently. The sounds she makes are like a drug. A fast hit of heroin, cocaine, something that slams into you and grips you in its feral claws.
“Tonight, you’ll go home and you will not come. Do you understand me?” My voice is rough and husky, filled with want. She’s so beautiful, so fucking perfect that my restraint is a barely there thread, pulled taut, ready to snap.
“I… I…”
“Don’t make me spank you again,” I warn in a no-nonsense tone.
“No, Master. I understand,” she pouts, her lips pursed in frustration.


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Author Bio

Dani is an international bestselling author and proud member of the Romance Writer's Organization of South Africa (ROSA) and the Romance Writers of America (RWA).

A fan of dark romance that grabs you by the throat and doesn't let go. It's from this passion that her writing has evolved from sweet and romantic, to dark and delicious. It's in this world she's found her calling, growing from strength to strength and hitting her stride.

On a daily basis, she has a few hundred characters, storylines, and ideas floating around in her head. From the feisty heroines she delivers to the dark, dominant alphas that grace the pages of her books, she promises light in a world filled with danger and darkness.

She has a healthy addiction to reading, TV series, music, tattoos, chocolate, and ice cream.


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Monday, 28 May 2018

New Release by Ray L Sostre Relationship Therapy



A Thrill Seeking Relationship: Relationship Therapy 
by Ray L Sostre

Book 3 in the Thrill Seeking Relationship Series

ALL BOOKS IN THE SERIES ARE STANDALONE!



BLURB:

Melissa Johanssen was having marriage troubles, but the counseling she and her husband sought was far from conventional; this marriage counseling was more hands on.

Will this therapy save their marriage?



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Monday, 30 April 2018

Cover Reveal Unshackled by Rachael Stewart


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Blurb
Unshackled is a thrilling ride of sexual awakening, love, money and corruption…
Trying to escape the evil hold of her stepfather, Abigail becomes a player in a wildly debauched world that has her body hitting a plethora of sexual highs, while her heart clings to her new-found love and the desire to be free. But can she break away and keep it all—the money, her freedom and the girl?
Or will she lose everything?
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Mild excerpt:
***Here, Abi the heroine, and Emma, her stepmother and forbidden love, are working out in the gym and have just been left alone by their personal trainer….***
AS THE DOOR CLOSED BEHIND Mick, an awkward silence cut through the charged atmosphere. I no longer knew where to look. Mick’s presence had somehow made it okay to enjoy one another, safe in the knowledge that nothing could happen, but now he was gone...
“I believe it’s your turn,” Emma said, rescuing me from my nerves. She unfolded her glistening form from the seat and gestured for me to take her place.
I did so willingly, desperate to busy myself once more. As I positioned my thighs at the pads, she bent forward to up the weight for me. Her body was so close that her hair fell forward to brush across my shoulder, her delicious scent drawing me in. I had to force myself not to turn to her. To try and remember who she was. To tell myself, my mind was playing tricks on me. That this couldn’t possibly be happening. That this could never happen.
“All set,” she said, sending me a heated look that shattered my misgivings in one fell swoop.
Mutely, I nodded. I could do this, I could keep control. I could push this weight in my sleep...and ignore the crazy ache in my belly...Honest...
As my thighs moved outward, Emma’s brazen gaze followed. Two reps in and I watched her imprison her bottom lip between her teeth, my own mouth helplessly mimicking...four reps in, she started rubbing at her throat, her fingers working into the sensitive skin in a seemingly subconscious fashion. As I moved into the widest point of rep five, she inhaled sharply, her bare abs flexing with the move.
“You have an amazing body, Abi.”
Her breathless words sent my thighs collapsing inward, the weight clashing back to rest as blood rushed to service the tantalizing ache that had increased tenfold with her words. Their utterance serving to confirm everything that until then had been potential imaginings in my mind.
“Sorry,” she blurted. “I hadn’t meant to startle you.”
“You didn’t,” I said, forgetting the machine at my thighs and any sense of what was right as I looked up at her, trying to show her just how much I appreciated her back. Just how much I wanted her too. If only she would make the first move...

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Raising his hand, he took hold of the chain that hung from my neck and with slow deliberation pulled at the metal, tugging at my nipples and stretching out my breasts. The move sent sparks of painful delight rushing through me and I cried out.
“Fuck me, Abi, did she corrupt you?” he said thickly.
I nodded and he yanked the chain again, his gaze flashing as I cried out once more, my breasts thrusting forward.
“You’re so loud.” He pressed his index finger against my parted lips. “We can’t have you alerting the household.”
Since the house was deserted save for Emma, it wasn’t a problem, but then I figured he was probably acting out some sort of fantasy. I could work with that...
“I can’t help it,” I said against his finger.
“Then I will have to help you,” he said darkly, his hand replacing his finger to gag me as he yanked at the chain once more.
Pain shot through me, rapidly followed by the hedonistic heat of pleasure and I moaned into his hand, tears pricking at the backs of my eyes at the sharp intensity.
“You like that?” he asked, his hand still clamped tightly over my mouth, my breaths coming in rasps as I struggled for air above his palm. “I bet you do, you dirty little whore.”
And he did it again; his eyes intent on mine as they glittered with unshed tears beneath him, my cries drowned out by the presence of his hand.
“I’m going to taste every bit of your delicious, virginal body,” he said, his voice hoarse as he struggled to control his mounting desire. “And you’re not going to be able to do a thing about it.”
Releasing the chain, he dropped his mouth to my bound throat to nip and suck at the flesh. I thrashed my head side to side, partly to do his fantasy justice and partly to gain some air through his vice like grip. I felt faint with the heady combination of rising passion and lack of oxygen. It was an intoxicating mix.
“James!” A crack pierced the air and he leapt back with a yelp. ”I told you to acquaint yourself with her pussy, not rape her!”
My eyes focused through the haze of desire to see Emma clad head to toe in black PVC and brandishing a whip behind him. It was that which had made contact with James, forcing him back, and now he was on his knees before her.
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Thursday, 1 March 2018

Italians Do It Better by Holly J Gill





Italians Do It Better

This is the second book in the standalone series of the Italian Playboy series.

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Blurb 
When you taste something forbidden, and all that your heart wants is unattainable. How does the heart handle the pain?

I’m charming, sexy and being the lover of a powerful woman is like taking candy from a child. My life is perfect—I get all the release a man could ever dream about. One, two, three ladies who cares? I’m happy. Until she walks into my life, a woman I had never laid eyes on. I wanted her and I wasn’t going to stop until she was putty in my hands. She was my new addiction. Only, little did I know that this addiction was crossing a fine line. I never expected the impact she would have on my heart, and now I was drowning. I was trapped in a world I wanted to leave but couldn’t.

How will I survive when my heart wants what it can’t have?

*Note: This book contains cheating*

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EXCERPT!!


“Morning darling.” I startled as Peggy placed her hands on my shoulders, squeezing before she landed a kiss on my forehead.
“Morning.”
“Where’s your friend?” She walked over to the coffee machine and started fiddling with the pods.
“She left first thing.”
“I trust she enjoyed her visit?” She grabbed the mug and took a sip. “Sorry I didn’t introduce myself, but I ended up working most of the night.”
“She did,” I said as Peggy sat down on the stool at the breakfast bar.
“Good, she certainly appeared to like Luca.” She hitched her eyebrows as her overly sweet smile slipped just a tad before she glued it back in place, “And I can understand why, what’s not to like?”
I grinned in her direction purposefully avoiding eye contact with her, not wanting to pass comment. I could feel my cheeks heat as images of his gob-smacking body assaulted me. I stared into my tea, hoping that she couldn’t see my face—I was certain that my thoughts were stamped all over it.
“I’ve got a function in London today, which means that I’ll unfortunately be staying in town. Luca’s not quite himself, must be some bug or something.” She slipped off the bar stool as she downed the last bit of her coffee. “I don’t know whether he’ll be about much, but if he shows his face maybe you can entertain yourselves. Watch a movie or something…”
“Are you sure he’s okay?”
“I’m sure it’s just a headache that’s making him feel queasy. He’ll be fine. I think I’ve just worn him out and you know what men are like…dying swans with anything.” She shrugged as she deposited her mug in the sink, turning to leave. “Regardless, I’m sure he’d love the company.”
I followed her out of the kitchen to the front door. One of the staff already had the boot of her waiting car open and was loading her suitcase and some other random looking cases into it.
My skin tingled as I heard the shuffling behind me. Luca stood beside me looking rather pale, he looked drained and stressed. I wanted to reach out and hold his hand. I wanted to wrap my arm around him and tell him that I didn’t care about anything except him. My heart dropped as he took a step away from me, his body tensed as Peggy walked back up the steps to the front door.
“I am trusting you both to behave. I don’t want anyone here whilst I’m gone,” she said, pointing her finger at me. “Including that friend of yours!”
I laughed. She kissed me on the cheek and then turned her attention to Luca. “Go and shake this headache off. I need you fit for tomorrow,” she grabbed his groin and squeezed. He blanched, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed.
“Of course.” He murmured as she went up on the tips of her toes and kissed the corner of his mouth. His fisted hand coming around her but not touching her or pulling her closer.
“You’d do well to remember what I told you yesterday.” She flicked her tongue over his lips. He took a deep breath and opened up for her and she dove right in like some predator ready to pick on her prey.
I tried not to watch, the sounds were enough to make me gag. She released him after a few moments and a one-sided whispered conversation that had him flinching, and finally made her way to the car.
I watched Luca as he stood watching her car disappear down the drive. He took a deep breath, his eyes glistening.
“Fancy a dunk in the pool?”
“I can’t. I’m not—”
“What’s going on Luca?” I reached over and wrapped my hand over his wrist.
“Nothing.” He pulled his arm from me, his jaw clenching as he turned back into the house. “Headache.”
“Talk to me, please?” I touched his shoulder as he started shuffling back down the hall.
“Not now!” He shook my hand off and carried on walking away from me, not once looking my way. “Please? Okay Emma?”
I closed the door and slammed my back into it. I wanted to run after him and make him feel good. I wanted to make him forget everything that was bringing him down and stressing him. I’d never seen him like that. He was always so happy and chilled. I felt like I was missing something and after yesterday, after seeing him outside the office and hearing the way Peggy had ordered him in like he was about to be chastised.
I headed to my room. I was determined to show him a good time without the worry of Peggy showing up. I stripped off my clothes and put on a skimpy black bikini. I fixed the small lace triangles so that they just about covered my nipples, the thin straps caging the plump flesh like a harness. It made me think of the way his body had looked wrapped in the leather straps. My pussy clenched and ached just at the thought. My nipples hardened. I was breathless, and I could feel the heat radiate from my libidinous core to my tingling skin.
I wrapped the thin black lace cover up around me tying it around my waist and made my way downstairs. As I got to the bottom of the stairs a smile formed on my face. My heart swelled as I saw Luca already in the pool. His long arms rotating in and out of the water as he swam his lengths, looking hot and devilish. He stopped halfway through a length as though he could feel me watching him. His eyes squinting in the direction of the house. I took long, bouncy strides to the glass doors, I stopped and smiled at him.
“Are you coming in?” He made his way to the side of the pool. His toned and muscled torso rippling as he walked through the water. He was a vision. A god.
I approached the water’s edge. “I thought you had a headache.”
He dove under the surface, his limbs gliding through the water as he swam toward me. As he reached the edge of the pool he lifted his head out the water, his hair sweeping back as droplets made his stubble glisten, emphasising his chiselled jaw.
“Not anymore.” His eyes met mine and a beautiful smile lit his face.
I stood there for a moment taking stock, etching every sinewy line and ripple into my memory. I lifted my gaze back to his as I untied the lacy cover-up. In slow motion I opened it a little more, revealing my body to him. He took a step back into the water, his breath audibly hitching as his big hungry eyes devoured me. I straightened my arms beside me allowing the soft fabric to slip down my body into a puddle at my feet. My skin puckered with the cool breeze. He licked his lips and quirked a brow.
“Lascia que ti scaldi, bellissima.”
I had no idea what he’d said but either way, I guessed it was hot and sexy. I sat on the pool edge before gently lowering myself in. The warm water wrapped around me and I sighed as his arms followed suit. The front of his body moulded to the back of mine. I let my head fall back into his shoulder as he tightened his arms around me. He ran one of his hands up my body, gliding it over every wet curve. I waited for him to grope my breasts, but his hand just kept going until he cupped my jaw. He tilted his face to mine, his eyes roaming over my face. My heart sped up as he breathed me in. He groaned and I’m not sure why, but this felt different. It felt like more, like I was more to him. I felt hot tears prickle the back of my eyes, my body shuddered as his lips ran up my jaw to my ear in one flaming kiss. I turned in his arms facing him as his lips murmured over mine. “Cara mia.”
He moved us slowly into the centre of the pool. The water feeling warmer the deeper we went, or maybe it was just him wrapped around me. I wasn’t sure whether it was him or the water, but in that moment, I felt like the most important thing in the world. I’d never felt like that in my entire life. I’d never felt like the centre of anyone’s universe. I sighed into his mouth as my fingers curled into his hair. He tugged my long dark strands so that my face lifted right into his. I thought he’d kiss me, but he just caressed my face.
I dropped my head back into the water as one of his hands travelled down my neck to my breasts. He hooked his hand under one of my boobs and held me afloat on the surface of the water. His eyes just ran up and down my face and my exposed skin.
“Sei la cosa piĂ¹ bella di tutta la mia vita, la cosa piĂ¹ bella che mi potesse mai capitare.”
“I don’t know what you just said, but I want to hear it again.” My nipples hardened as his thumb ran up and down the side of my breast.
“Tu sei il mio tutto, Emma,” I swallowed as his hands went to my waist bringing my body back to his. He kissed the sensitive skin just behind my ear before whispering, “Everything.”
I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, my legs wrapped around his waist as our chests rubbed. I felt his erection trapped between us. My sex clenched, begging for the merge of our bodies.
He cupped my jaw with both of his hands, his gaze eating into mine “Sei così piĂ¹ bella.”
He brought his face to mine, his lips skimming mine. My tongue licking his lips as I ran it over my bottom one. He gasped before desperately ravaging my mouth. His hands dropped from my jaw to my arse where his fingers dug into my skin like he was trying get right under it. He tugged me impossibly closer to him, his hold on me deliciously painful.
 Luca lifted me up on to the side. I had no idea how we’d got there, all I knew was that as my legs dangled into the water, his fingers worked by bottoms off. He ran his mouth up my thighs sucking and nipping at my flesh.
“I need to taste you.” He kissed the smooth skin between my sex and my belly button. His eyes met mine as I caressed the side of his face with my finger and then my thumb.
His hands brushed up the outside of my thighs before he cupped my arse cheeks tilting my sex toward him. Then without hesitation he lapped and sucked at my pussy. He ran a finger up and down my moist slit. His tongue teased and tasted every morsel of me. I tangled my fingers in his hair holding him tighter to me, my head fell back as I relished the feel of his tongue and the vibration of his moans.
He smiled up at me before kissing my clit. His thumbs running up my folds as his tongue licked down to my entrance and back up to my bundle of nerves. I shuddered as he pressed a finger inside, curling it as he massaged my front wall. My elbows giving out from under me as my thighs clamped around his head. I moaned, and he withdrew one finger and pushed back in with two. His third finger massaging the skin between my opening and arsehole, as his tongue circled my clit.
I grabbed my breasts pushing them together and kneading the sides, I was so turned on I could barely breathe. He removed his fingers from my channel and ran his tongue all the way down to my perineum, massaging the sensitive skin in wet, warm circles. He pulled my thighs farther apart and nipped the skin on the inside of my thighs.
“Luca,” I cried out wanting his attention back on my pussy.
“Yes?” He smiled up at me as he ran his nails up the back of my thighs.
“Don’t stop,” I breathed out, “Please.”
He chuckled before blowing on my exposed sex. He ran two fingers through my folds before pushing them into my mouth as he lowered his face back to my pussy. I sucked on his fingers as he did my clit. Sucking harder and harder as the pleasure built up inside me. I was so close…teetering on the precipice.
The ache inside me grew with every second, my core contracted, begging to be filled. He sucked my nub into his mouth and released it with a pop before his tongue filled my pussy. He lapped at my sex, his groans growing with mine.
He withdrew his fingers from my mouth, his hand gently cupping my neck as his other hand worked its way up my thigh. His lips kissed up my body to my neck where he gently bit down as his fingers thrust deep inside me.
Fuck!” I cried out as my body clenched and spasmed around his fingers. I collapsed into him as he stroked my hair, cradling me to him. He wrapped his arms around me kissing the top of my head as I came back down.
****
Luca pushed out of the water, sitting on the edge before he helped me to my feet. He grabbed a towel from the lounger and draped it over my shoulders. I wasn’t sure why he did it. If it was to cover my modesty, it was a little late after what he’d just done to me in the pool.
He pulled me to him again wrapping his arms around me, “You’re cold.”
“Am I?” Was I? If I was I couldn’t actually feel it.
He smiled down at me. “Non ti lascerĂ² mai.” He kissed the top of my head again, “Non lasciarmi andare mai, ti prego.”
“That sounds sad.” I looked up at him, his eyes shone into mine. “I may not understand what you said, but I can feel your melancholy.”
“Melancholy?”
“I can feel you’re sad.” I ran my hand down the side of his face as I looked up at him. “What happened yesterday?”
“I don’t—” He took a deep breath, “Is it important right now?”
He picked me up in his arms as he buried his face between my tits. He sucked and nipped at them. Nibbling the skin at the edges of my bikini top. His covered erection jabbed at my sex as he walked us over to the summer house.
“No, not right now.” I laughed as he blew a raspberry on one of my boobs.
He kissed my jaw as he slid me down his body to my feet.
“You like that?” He wiggled his eyebrows at me.
“It’s safe to say that I really like everything you do to me.” My voice broke as I saw the bed.
The very bed where Peggy had him.
“Luca.” I hiccupped as my stomach dropped, my head shaking.
“It’s clean.” He cradled my head in his hands and kissed the tip of my nose.
I wrapped my hands around his wrists, “I…I can’t.”
“Please.” He sighed, “I want to see you everywhere I look when…when—”

When I leave.


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Holly is from Grimsby, Lincolnshire in the UK. Holly writes adult erotic, contemporary romance and at the moment has a thing for Italians, the naughtier the better. She loves spending time being chaperoned by her hubby for drives in the British countryside. She adore spending time with her family three grown up children and twin grandchildren. She enjoy listening to music, visiting friends and reading, any genre, but bad boys do her thing at the moment.

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