Release Day Launch & Review ~ Mastering Her Senses ~ by ~ Laura Kaye

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Decadent… Sensual… Forbidden…

12 Masters. 12 Desires. 12 Fantasies Come to Life.
Meet the Masters of Blasphemy…

 

 

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About MASTERING HER SENSES (Blasphemy #2, 2/21/17):

12 Masters. Infinite fantasies. Welcome to Blasphemy…

He wants to dominate her senses—and her heart…

Quinton Ross has always been a thrill-seeker—so it’s no surprise that he’s drawn to extremes in the bedroom and at his BDSM club, Blasphemy, where he creates sense-depriving scenarios that blow submissives’ minds. Now if he could just find one who needs the rush as much as him…

When an accident leaves Cassia Locke with a paralyzing fear of the dark, she’ll try anything to get help. Ready to fight, she knows just who to ask for help—the hard-bodied, funny-as-hell Dom she’d always crushed on—and once stood up.

Quinton is shocked and a little leery to see Cassia, but he can’t pass up the chance to dominate the alluring little sub this time. Introducing her to sensory deprivation becomes his new favorite obsession, and watching her fight fear is its own thrill. But when doubt threatens to send her running again, Quinton must find a way to master her senses—and her heart.

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“Where are you, Cassia?” Master Quinton asked, slowly swaying with her on the crowded dance floor.

 

“Um…” She swallowed, hard, blind beneath the thickly folded lace. “Yellow, Sir,” she said, feeling weak at the admission.

 

He kissed her, soft and sweet and approving. “Good girl. Always want you to be honest with me. If it’s too much, squeeze my shoulders three times. Otherwise, no talking.”

 

“Yes, Sir,” she said, knowing that they’d just slipped into a scene without him having to tell her. And that helped tip the scales toward the more positive reactions he’d unleashed. Because her body was a live wire waiting to see what he had in store for her. Why had she teased him again?

 

Words rumbled into her ear. “There’s a couple right behind you. Almost touching you. The man is dancing behind the woman, and he’s pulled up her skirt.” Cassia’s heart tripped into a sprint. Master Quinton squeezed her ass with one big hand as they danced, his body tight against hers. Other bodies bumped against them, too, against her elbow, her heel, her hip. “She was naked beneath,” he continued, “and her pussy is bare. The man is teasing her, rubbing his fingers over her lips without really hitting her clit. The look on her face is pure torture.”

 

Each word painted a new stroke of color against the blackness of her eyelids—and over all the most sensitive places of her body. Her nipples. Her neck. Her clit. Cassia shivered as the image Quinton described came to life in her mind’s eye.

 

Slowly, Master Quinton dragged his tongue up the column of Cass’s neck, adding to her own torment. And then his lips were at her ear again. “He’s fingering her now. Forcing her to keep dancing while he does it.” He swallowed thickly. “Aw, fuck, Cass, he’s making her suck her own wetness off his fingers.”

 

Cassia moaned at the vivid picture she now had, and at the rough arousal in her Dom’s voice. His lust stoked her own, made her wish that they were the ones doing what he described.

 

Quinton licked the shell of her ear, unleashing goosebumps all down her neck and shoulders. “He’s taking his cock out now. Lining it up between her legs… Oh, yeah, he just slid into her from behind. Right here on the dance floor.”

 

A whimper spilled from Cassia as heat roared over her body. Suddenly, she could barely stand the thin fabric of her dress against her skin.

 

“Mmm, like that idea, do you?” Quinton said, his dirty words a secret the music helped them keep. “Looks like she does too, the way her Dom is taking her right here in the middle of all these people, all of them watching her, touching her. Can you see it, Cassia? Can you see him fucking her?”

 

She gave a fast nod, almost forgetting not to speak. But, God, she wanted to. She wanted to beg.

 

For Quinton. For his touch and his tongue and his cock.

 

“Yeah, I know you can. You can see his cock sliding deep. I bet you can even feel it.”

 

Jesus, she was going to come. She was going to come from his words alone.

 

On some level, she knew what he was doing. And she freaking adored him for it, for the way he’d put light in the darkness with just his voice. But she was too invested in the story to think about it. She needed more. She needed it all.

 

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Laura Kaye can write hot BDSM like no one’s business. I’m not one who is into the tying up and whipping but dear God I was a lot into everything Master Quinton was doing. And boy is he a hot dirty talker. *whew*

Poor Cassia has a fear of the dark – legitimately so. She meets with Master Quinton who wants to help her get over her fear. While Quinton is a definitely dominant Dom, he also truly cares about Cassia and her fear and helping her get over it.  

A great series if you like something a little different but super duper uber hot!

5 stars!

 

 

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Books in Series:

Hard to Serve #.5

Bound to Submit #1

Mastering Her Senses #2 – 2/21/17

Eyes on You #3 – 7/11/17

 

 

 

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Laura is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of thirty books in contemporary and erotic romance and romantic suspense, including the Blasphemy, Hard Ink, and Raven Riders series. Growing up, Laura’s large extended family believed in the supernatural, and family lore involving angels, ghosts, and evil-eye curses cemented in Laura a life-long fascination with storytelling and all things paranormal. Laura also writes historical fiction as the NYT bestselling author, Laura Kamoie. She lives in Maryland with her husband and two daughters, and appreciates her view of the Chesapeake Bay every day.

 

 

 

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Review ~ Sex Says ~ by ~ Max Monroe

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Ok ever since The Billionaire Bad Boys Series, I’ve been an IMMEDIATE Max Monroe convert!  I see their names (name? whatever) and I MUST SIGN UP!

Now, Sex Says does still have it’s funny moments (Lola is a riot!) but it’s not a full on RomCom like the characters from the Billionaire Bad Boys.  So don’t expect that.

Lola Sexton is a dating/relationship columnist and after one disasterous date, she writes a column that sparks Reed Luca’s ire.  He reads the article and has a video response to it on every point that Lola is wrong about in her article.

Now a little about Reed.  He has a variety of jobs, none of which his family wants him to have.  He’s more of a vagabond trying to figure out what he wants to do.  He’s used to being the guy who does what people don’t expect him to.

Back to Lola, Lola is immediately ticked off at this random guy’s response to her article and all the publicity it’s getting.  She decides to email Reed and let him know of her dislike.  Reed is immediately intrigued and even more so when he meets Lola.

They (whomever THEY are) says there’s a fine line between love and hate.  Well Lola and Reed definitely fit that bill.

A great read where you will be laughing and nodding your head along in agreement as you read.

Can’t wait for more from this dynamic duo!

5 stars!

 

 

Release Blitz ~ The Therapist: Episode 1 ~ by ~ J.A. Belfield

Title: The Therapist: Episode One
Author: J.A. Belfield
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: February 20, 2017


Chase Walker: Founder of C.W. Consult. Sex therapist extraordinaire. 
And, without question, always in control.
After years of schooling his emotions, Chase takes pride in his self-composure and firm lack of commitment. It takes only one, fresh-faced redhead in need of his services for all of that to fall to pieces. 
Abigail O’Shay is everything Chase isn’t. Sweet. Innocent. A virgin.
Chase has never wanted to defile anything more.
Except, if that whole therapist-client barrier isn’t enough of an issue, Chase’s own demons are only too happy to cock-block all the sinful fantasies treatments he has in mind for his latest client.

J.A. Belfield lives in Solihull, England, with the best husband in the world, aka Mr B, a couple of back-chatting but pretty cool kids, two pooches she treats likes the babies of the house, and a scrawny cat that likes to vomit in unnecessary places.


Although best known for her Holloway Pack series, she is currently trawling her way through a New Adult Post Apocalyptic and would LOVE to try her hand at YA. Maybe she will.


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Release Day Blitz ~ Finding Mr. Wrong ~ by ~ A.M. Madden & Joanne Schwehm

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fmw_frontcover_finalversionHere’s a tip: never trust a jackass in preppy clothing.

The phrase “trust me” should have been my first clue to hightail it out the door, but hindsight is always 20/20.

So there I was, on a stage with two other men, being asked ridiculous questions by a woman I couldn’t see, but whose voice made my pants tighten—and not around my ankles.

Before I knew what was happening, I’d signed up for six weeks in paradise, isolated on an island for forty-two days with a complete stranger. And when I finally laid eyes on the sexy brunette who belonged to that voice, a part of me thought this wouldn’t be so bad.

I’ve always been a levelheaded guy. I am a successful, smart, and shrewd business man. But that was when I was listening to the head above my shoulders. Once the blood traveled south, I always ran into trouble.

She called me Mr. Wrong, and that was fine with me.

Lesson learned: lust always trumps logic.

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A.M. Madden is the author of the popular Back-Up Series, as well as several other contemporary romances. She also writes the True Heroes Series for Random House.

Her debut novel was Back-up, the first in The Back-Up Series. In Back-Up, A.M.’s main character Jack Lair caused readers to swoon. They call themselves #LairLovers, and have been faithful supporters to Jack, as well to the rest of his band, Devil’s Lair.

A.M. truly believes that true love knows no bounds. In her books, she aspires to create fun, sexy, realistic romances that will stay with you after the last page has been turned. She strives to create characters that the reader can relate to and feel as if they know personally.

A self-proclaimed hopeless romantic, she loves getting lost in a good book. She also uses every free moment of her time writing, while spending quality time with her three handsome men. A.M. is a Gemini and an Italian Jersey girl, but despite her Zodiac sign, nationality, or home state, she is very easy going.

She loves the beach, loves to laugh, and loves the idea of love.

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Joanne Schwehm is an independent romance author and has written several contemporary romance novels, including The Prescott Series, Ryker, A Heart’s Forgiveness, The Critic and The Chance series.

Joanne is a mother and wife and loves spending time with her family. She’s an avid sports watcher and enjoys the occasional round of golf.

Joanne loves to write and read romance. She believes everyone should have romance in their lives and hopes her books bring joy and happiness to readers who enjoy modern day fairy tales and breathless moments.

Joanne looks forward to sharing more love stories in her future novels.

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Release Blitz ~ Where Promises Die ~ by ~ R.C. Stephens

From Best Selling author R.C. Stephens, comes a poignant, emotional story about the power of first love and the promise of second chances .
Title: Where Promises Die

 

Author: R.C. Stephens
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: February 20, 2017
Haunted by a childhood trauma that leaves her orphaned, eleven-year-old Grace finds herself on the doorstep of the Duncans, her new adoptive family, broken and unable to speak. Catapulted from a bustling New York City life, she must find a way to call the rural town of Sade, Iowa her new home. Twins Eisav and Jacob Duncan immediately take a liking to Grace, wanting to erase the dark shadows etched on her perfect features.


As the twins vie for her affection, it becomes clear which one makes her smile.

Grace never has a choice for falling in love.

What starts as a way to coax his adopted sister to speak and smile, blossoms into the kind of love that lasts a lifetime.

In this small town it shouldn’t be a crime to fall in love . . . 

Isaac Duncan warns his son to stay away from the forbidden fruit. Eisav never listens. 

Now an intricate web of lies and secrets stand in the way of Eisav winning back the only woman he has ever loved.

In a place where yesterday’s promises were broken, Eisav must learn what it truly means to love and cherish . . .

But is he too late?



Eisav rode up on his bike, clearly out of breath, and immediately acknowledged Gracie’s defensive stance. His brother had placed his hand on her shoulder as Eisav was riding up, and he wanted an explanation before he knocked his lights out. Eisav had never been known to rein in his temper so without waiting for a response, he threw his bike abruptly to the ground and stomped over to Grace and Jacob. 
“What’s going on?” He furrowed his dark brows while his voice barked, shooting Jacob an icy glare. Grace turned her head down to the pavement and kicked at some small rocks nervously. With no response from Jacob or Grace, he took a few more steps closing the distance between himself and his twin. “Don’t ever touch her again,” he snapped. It was a simple ‘Grace was his period’ kind of statement. 
“That’s a little presumptuous of you, Brother, don’t you think?” A slow, sly smile curved on Jacobs lips. Eisav was used to Jacob’s goading. He had a hot switch and his brother loved pushing it. 
“Don’t goad me, Brother. What the hell are you two doing out here this late at night anyway?” Eisav asked through ragged breaths. It was taking everything in him not to floor Jacob right now. If it weren’t for Grace’s close proximity, he would clock his brother for sure. His gaze drifted to Grace while he waited for a response, only she refused to look him in the eye. He knew something was terribly wrong. 
“That’s none of your business,” Jacob responded coolly, clenching his jaw. “Who gave you the right to be territorial over Grace anyway? She’s a member of the family. I have every right to spend time with her.”  
“Don’t push me, Brother.” Eisav lifted a finger close to his brother’s face. He was taller and built stronger. 
Jacob didn’t back away from the warning. “What are you going to do, Eisav? Hit me? Father will come out here, and we know who’ll get into trouble,” Jacob chided with a condescending tone. 
Grace wrapped her arms around her waist. Eisav knew that she hated to see them fight.  
“Fuck you, Jacob. If I ever see you touch Grace again … I’ll destroy you myself,” Eisav warned with brutal honesty in his words. 
Grace stood quietly off to the side. 
Jacob lifted his palms in the air in surrender but then spread his fingers and twiddled them, showing he was not scared of Eisav. “I will not give into your primitive ways tonight. At least not in front of Grace. The girl simply deserves better,” Jacob said, gazing at Grace briefly with a soft smile before walking away. His smirk told Eisav that he felt like he had won this round. “Have a good evening, Grace,” Jacob muttered before pulling the door to the house open and disappearing inside. 
Grace remained rooted in her spot. She was clearly expecting an explanation from Eisav. It irked him that she wouldn’t look at him. At thirteen, her auburn hair had grown thick and long in slight waves. She was tall and slender, her skin a pale, milky color, her eyes resembling the forest at night. He sensed the tumult in her glare and a sudden wave of nausea washed over him when he figured out why she wouldn’t look at him. He knew it was only a matter of time before she figured out where he had been running off. His demeanor softened. He felt terrible, even ashamed, but he was also a fifteen-year-old boy with raging hormones. Grace was simply not ready for certain things. She was too young, too pure. If he were being honest with himself, then he would have admitted the real reason he left most evenings was because he wanted something he couldn’t have. 
Instead, he chose to fill his nights lip-locked with slutty girls whose names he couldn’t remember by morning. It seemed easier than spending valuable time with Grace while they sat next to each other, talking, playing cards, and singing in such close proximity that he just had to lean forward and take a taste of what he assumed would be the sweetest lips ever. There was only so much resolve he had, and so he worked out his frustrations during the week while spending weekends enjoying her company. He thought it was a win-win situation … until now.

R.C. Stephens was born in Toronto, Canada. She graduated from York University with a Master’s Degree in Political Science.

Her debut Novel Bitter Sweet Love is book one of the Twisted Series. Followed by Twisted Love to be released May 31st 2015.

R.C. is an avid reader, so when she isn’t cooking for her clan or on her laptop writing, she’s snuggled tight with her Kindle devouring any romance novel she can. Okay, with the exception of Thursday nights. She makes time for Scandal and Vampire Diaries. She’s a fan of drama and suspense but she’s also a sucker for a happy ending.

Her husband was her first teenage love. They live together with their three children in Toronto. Loving Canadian winters she could never think of living anywhere else.

Release Blitz ~ Goalie ~ by ~ M.E. Carter


Title:  Goalie
Series: A Texas Mutiny Novel
Author: M.E. Carter
Genre: Sports Romance
Release Date: February 18, 2017

“M.E. Carer’s Goalie is one of the most real romances I’ve ever read.” – A is for Alpha B is for Books

“It’s gritty, raw and real. It’s an emotional book from both the main character points of view. I was on the rollercoaster with them.” – Alpha Book Club

“This book is real. It’s hard. It’s life.” – Reader Review

Goalie 

[goh-lee] 

noun 

a player in the goal whose duty is to prevent the ball from entering or crossing it 

See Santos and Mariana DeGuajarado 

As goalie of the Texas Mutiny, Santos is damn good at protecting that net. But he never bothered to protect his marriage. 

Letting the fame and notoriety go to his head, he lost the things he loved the most… his wife and kids. Now he has one shot to make it right before losing at this relationship game and he’s determined not to miss this time. 

Mariana has been scarred so deeply by Santos’s betrayals, she will carry the wounds forever. After almost ten years of marriage though, she knows him well, and she knows he won’t let go without a fight. Still, she refuses to be a push over. 

Because love is never enough… 


“Mother, reader, storyteller – ME Carter never set out to write books. But when a friend practically forced a copy of Twilight into her hands, the love of the written word she had lost as a child was rekindled. With a story always rolling around in her head, it should come as no surprise that she finally started putting them on paper. She lives in Texas with her four children, Mary, Elizabeth, Carter and Bug, who sadly was born long after her pen name was created, and will probably need extensive therapy because of it.”

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Release Blitz ~ Venom & Ecstasy ~ by ~ S. Williams

Title: Venom & Ecstasy
Series: Venom, #2
Author: S. Williams
Genre: Erotic Dark Romance
Release Date: February 16, 2017
I am much more than meets the eye.
I am stronger, smarter, and I won’t stop until I’m on top.
He thinks he’s safe around me. He’s a fool to believe so.

What would I do if the most wanted man in the world wanted me?
The answer is simple.
Get rid of him before he dares get rid of me.


Shanora Williams is a twenty-something-year-old who creates raw, authentic romantic stories that, may or may not, make you question what a “Happily Ever After” truly is. After hitting the New York Times and USA Today bestsellers list at the mere age of nineteen, Shanora ventured further into the creative writing world, working even harder to create unique and memorable romances for all to enjoy.

She currently lives in Charlotte, North Carolina, will be the mother of two amazing boys, has a devoted and supportive man, and is a sister to eleven.

When she isn’t writing, she’s spending time with her family, binge reading, or running marathons on Netflix while scarfing down anything sweet and salty.

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Release Blitz ~ Tala Prophecy: The Complete Series ~ by ~ Tia Silverthorne Bach

Title: Tala Prophecy: The Complete Series
Author: Tia Silverthorne Bach
Genre: YA Paranormal Romance
Release Date: February 16, 2017 

Determination or Weakness

 

Dreams or Nightmares

 

Fight or Flight

 

Life or Death
It will take a combination of choice and Fate to save the world…

 

Seventeen-year-old Reagan struggles to determine reality from nightmare.

 

She thought one night changed her life forever, but her fate was written long ago. Destiny may have determined her fate, but she refuses to allow it to define her path.

 

To defeat evil, she must embrace her role in its destruction and trust in guidance from above.

 

In doing so, a battle cry emerges: With Faith, We Fight.

 


 




 

Tia Silverthorne Bach has been married to her college sweetheart for twenty years, has three beautiful girls, and adores living in the breathtaking state of Colorado. Her daughters were born in Chicago, San Diego, and Baltimore; and she feels fortunate to have called many places home. She believes in fairy tales and happy endings and is an avid reader and rabid grammar hound.
She is an award-winning, multi-genre author and an Editor for Indie Books Gone Wild. From an early age, she escaped into books and believes they can be the source of healing and strength. If she’s not writing, you can find her on the tennis court, at the movies, reading a good book, or spooning Jif peanut butter right out of the jar.

 

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Release Blitz ~ We Are The Stars ~ by ~ Teagan Hunter

Title: We Are the Stars
Author: Teagan Hunter
Genre: NA Contemporary 16+
Release Date: February 16-18, 2017

“The dialogue was smart and witty; the emotion was authentic; and investing in the characters was effortless.” – Unofficial Book Club

“Loved it!! I can’t say a whole lot without giving much away. So I will say, I LOVED the dynamic between everyone!” – Goodreads Review

 

 

The first time I saw Carsen Wheatley, I flipped him off.

 

The second time, I kneed him in the balls.
The third? I kissed him.
Why? Because Carsen needed it.
Angry and full of hate, Carsen is a lost soul, searching. Since the death of his mother, he’s cold and isolated, needing someone to fill the gap she left wide open, someone to kiss the anger from his soul.
That’s where I come in.
I’m restless, on the search for a new adventure, something to make me feel…well, anything. I’m certain I’ll find a permanent fix soon, but in the meantime, I have this summer job and Carsen to keep me going.
But the summer is only temporary, and so is the fix.
We are imperfect.
We are mismatched.
We are the stars.

 

I’m a romance cover artist by day and a writer by…well, every free moment I get. I currently live in North Carolina with my US Marine husband where I spend my days bugging him about getting a cat so our puppy won’t be alone (he keeps saying no). I survive off coffee, pizza, and sarcasm. When I’m not writing, you can find me binge-watching various TV shows, especially Supernatural. I like cold weather, I buy more paperbacks than I’ll ever read, and I never match my socks—unless they’re fuzzy.

 

I’m weird. It’s kind of my “thing.”

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Release Tour ~ Breaking the Girl ~ by ~ M.C. Webb

Title: Breaking the Girl
Author: M.C. Webb
Genre: Dark Romance
Release Date: February 14, 2017

Breaking the Girl by M.C. Webb is a dark story of desire. Two souls collide, breaking open a long forgotten past, and a very tortured present. What drives the lovers closer, may be the very thing the tears them apart.

Axel Stone is a porn star, a highly successful porn star. Now semi-retired and frigidly cold, Axel stumbles through life the only way he knows how – lots of booze and women. With more than 1500 movies over his short career, Axel has slowly removed himself from filming, opting instead to “train” woman for the industry resulting in their near stardom as they emerge onto the adult film sets. Every director wants one of Axel’s girls because Axel’s girls, make money. 


And Payton Knight needs money.


Homeless, survivor of a horrific ordeal has left Payton broke and desperate. A chance encounter to meet and be trained by Axel, with the possibility of making enough cash to right her wrongs, Payton jumps at the chance. It doesn’t hurt she is instantly attracted to the leading man. Neither get what they expect and as they both struggle with which reality is less damning, both Axel and Payton pay an ultimate price.

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Axel

 

Metal security bars obscure my view, but don’t completely block out the wandering boy and his dog. Though I avert my gaze, I can still see him in my periphery—dirty bare feet, ragged blue jeans, and faded shirt. His hair is dingy from dirt, but it would probably be dark blond when washed. I have yet to see his eyes clearly but know for certain they are dark and sit slightly sunken while bluish circles surround the lost orbs. 


Is he hungry today? Does his heroin addict of a mother know he feeds the mutt his mission food or is she too far gone to care anymore?


Helplessly drawn to the figure, my gaze slowly turns his way to see what’s new today. Like the times before, his is head down and his gait slow as he keeps to the shadows of the buildings. It’s as if he fears the sun’s rays. This nameless boy haunts me for days after I leave the dark confines of Barb’s cramped office, and I know with certainty, today will be no different. I’ll take the image of the homeless preteen with me when our meeting finally ends. I will attempt to approach him again today, offering money and shoes. He will again run from me.


Tinkling giggles pull me back to the business at hand.


“No, no that’s fine with me,” the girl says too eagerly.


The boy leads his shaggy dog down an alley and out of sight.


“Axel?”


Barb’s masculine voice makes my skin crawl, and I catch a glimpse of my reflection in the window. The image looks mean, cold and I know I’ve only grown harsher the past couple of years. Funny how being sober can actually make a person worse in some ways. A white hot pain licks up the side of my neck, creeping, crawling slowly to the center of my left eye where it sits and waits to split my skull open at just the right moment.


“We need you to sign,” Barb says to my back, not at all hiding her impatience.


Giving the alley one last glance, I turn to finish what will be my last contract this summer. 


“Almost done, Candi,” Barb tells the girl I’ve spent the last month training with and I suddenly want to laugh. 


Almost done? 

Not by a long shot. 


Yes, this signing is the end of the road with me, but Candi will undoubtedly be in films, lots of them, and she will never be done. This decision will follow her for the rest of her life.


That thought gives me pause and the conversation I tried to tune out of a moment ago becomes much clearer. Taking my seat at the cheap, round table, I ignore the producer, David Magardo, to my left, as well as Barb, the bane of my existence and business partner to my right, focusing straight ahead on Candi. Her bright blue eyes are made even brighter by whatever pill she popped this morning, self-tanning, and platinum blonde hair. Her double-D breasts are on display in her very short, low-cut dress. 


The girl would be pretty if not for the heavy makeup and perky role she constantly played. I alone in this room know she’s never happy, sometimes drinks way too much, and cries when she calls home. She’s young—too young to know what she’s doing, yet old enough to choose it all. I’ve prepared her for everything and now, I let her go in peace.


“Did you stipulate you want a companion of your choice on set with you?”


Candi blinks quickly as if the thought escaped her. 


“There will always be an assistant to see to her needs, Axel,” Magardo mumbles uncomfortably. 


I give the girl a hard stare.


“What he means is his camera guy or his assistant,” I address Candi, ignoring Dave all together. “I told you to request this be added, otherwise you are their property and will be at the mercy of whoever is on set. At least with a companion, they can look out for you if something goes in a direction you are uncomfortable with.”


Like you land in a gangbang with total strangers when you were only expecting girl on girl.


Candi glances uncomfortably at Barb, then Dave. 


“Uh, yeah. I need to have someone with me, a friend or someone,” she says uncertainly.


I tap the table absently with my forefinger, knowing all Candi wants is the sign-up money with the promise of more. Dave makes a note on the form and lets Barb, then Candi read it.


“This is less money than it was just a few minutes ago?” Candi says, surprised. “Why is it less?”


Her eyes dart from the pages to Dave, to me, then back to Dave.


“The cost involved in shooting changes if you want a companion with you while you film. The more terms you add and longer this takes, the less I’m willing to offer,” Dave threatens.


Candi’s eyes water ever so slightly and I know what’s coming. Even though I’m a hypocrite, and even though I was one of those strangers on film for countless girls over the course of my career, I fucking hate what she’s about to do.


“I don’t need anyone with me if you will honor the amount from before.”  


“Agreed, now get Axel to sign and I can give you the check.”


When the pages are slid to me, I sign, releasing Candi to film at will. I inwardly grimace at the fact I’m most likely the only one in the room who would actually honor a contract. An equally sad and ironic thought, but now I can only eye the door, longing to escape these people and this life for a while.


The boat is ready. The alcohol is stocked, along with the food and my favorite fishing gear. All that’s missing is me. 


I hate all of them, I hate all of this. Grinding my teeth, I fight the creeping darkness in my heart.


“Axel?” Barbs pulls me from my musings when the paperwork is complete. 


I try to concentrate on the business at hand. Barbara can sense my foul mood and pats her short red hair nervously before smoothing imaginary lines on her black slacks. She attempts to look attractive and professional, and she succeeds to a cheapened degree, but I see her she-devil horns even if no one else does. And just behind her square reading glasses are the coldest, cruelest green eyes I’ve ever seen. Barb will never be more than a briefcase pimp trying to hold on to her youth to me. What was she now? Had to be close to fifty, maybe more. She was in her mid-thirties when I was a teenager just starting in the business. 


The crow’s feet around her eyes deepen and my focus sharpens as I realize both she and Dave are staring at me.


“What?” I almost growl.


“We were just wondering if you would consider adding a couple of girls to your schedule. Maybe you could take one with you on your vacation and train her on the boat?”


The word “vacation” left her pencil thin lips like a curse word. Barbara hates me taking time off and fights me tooth and nail every chance she gets. 


I understand what she said, the conniving bitch that she is.


“On the boat?”  A female, on a boat with me. That would mean she would have to share my bed and fuck no, that’s not happening. I don’t want anything to do with the girls other than training them, and that is plenty, thank you very much. The very thought of being confined in a small space with one makes my stomach clench with anxiety.


“Uh, no. Again, I have a set schedule, Barb. I’m not changing it. I’m finished working for now.”


I glance to Candi and she gives me a sad smile, knowing everyone is talking around her like she’s not in the room. Once her check was given to her, she was no longer of importance. I give her a narrowed expression, trying to convey the hard truth that, as of now, she’s nothing but a performance act. 


Get used to it, sweetheart, it only get worse from here.

M.C. Webb is a contemporary author of dark romance. First published in high school, the attention shy writer avoided publication for many years, opting to limit her work locally. Her now widely released bibliography includes the suspenseful “The Black Trilogy” a touch of second chance love in “Second String” and newest spellbinding novel “Breaking the Girl” out Valentines Day 2017. Born in Chatsworth Georgia, M.C. spent most of her childhood in the deep south until landing in the place she calls home today, Knoxville Tennessee. She loves interacting with readers and is a huge supporter of film, football, hockey and the blues.



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