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Sunday, September 28, 2014

#Cover Reveal: Teach Me by Ella Sheridan #Romance @AuthorESheridan

Happy Sunday, friends. Nona here. I have a surprise guest today. Author friend Ella Sheridan is here to share the cover of her upcoming romance TEACH ME and share a few tidbits with us!

Teach Me (Southern Nights Book One)

A woman determined to heal…
Shy researcher Jess Kingston spent the last eight weeks recovering from her ex-boyfriend’s brutal attack. Body healed, she’s ready to put her life back together—except her ex isn’t ready to let go. She won’t cower in a corner while Brit tortures her, but she’s powerless to fight back.

A man determined to resist…
Ex-military security specialist Conlan James avoids commitment like the plague. His job, his Harley, and the occasional one-night stand are all he needs, until the day he rescues Jess from a tense situation and realizes he can’t get her off his mind. He can teach her to protect herself, but protecting his heart is another matter.

A madman determined to win…
As the deadly game of cat-and-mouse with Brit heats up, so does the hunger between Con and Jess. Safety might be found in numbers, but in bed, all bets are off—and the wrong move could lead to heartbreak. Or death.

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     What the hell are you doing here?
     This wasn’t the first time in the last five minutes that Conlan had asked himself the same question. Maybe if he had an answer, the revolving door in his brain would stop spinning, but that didn’t seem likely. Not anytime soon. Not with the beautiful brunette he’d come to see sitting close enough that, if he let himself look, he could detect the light dusting of freckles across her nose. But he wasn’t looking, and he shouldn’t be here, so how had he ended up standing in line behind the thirtysomething latte league? It sure as hell wasn’t for the coffee.
    Legs braced wide, he shifted from one hip to the other, the creak of his motorcycle chaps reminding him he could be enjoying a few extra minutes on the Harley before work instead of spending that precious time here, mooning over a woman. Doe Eyes. The first time he’d seen her all those months ago, he’d thought her eyes reminded him of sweet Georgia pecans and skittish does. The name stuck, as had the memory of her eyes—and a hundred other glimpses he shouldn’t have taken.
    Another name called, another latte dispensed, another shuffle forward.
    He hadn’t seen those eyes in eight weeks, and yet still he’d shown up every Monday, like clockwork, hoping for one more glimpse and calling himself an idiot. Wasn’t like he planned on asking her out. So why the hell did he torture himself with these weekly forays into enemy territory?
    Sex. Or sex appeal, at least.
    Another step closer to the counter. The move didn’t ease the constriction behind the zipper of his jeans. This was what she did to him, thinking about her. Especially now, after so long apart.
    The thought had a snort escaping. Ahead of him, Mr. Suit and Tie startled and glanced over a shoulder, but Conlan ignored the look. He was too busy figuring out when “this” had become enough like a relationship in his head that he would think things like “after so long apart.” Doe Eyes might appear prominently in his thoughts from time to time—especially certain times—but he’d never seen her outside of this coffee shop. And he wouldn’t. A quick roll in the hay was one thing, but Doe Eyes wasn’t the kind of woman who had one-night stands. He could tell that much just by looking at her. She was a relationship kind of woman, and he was a relationship-phobic kind of guy. Which meant he seriously needed to get a grip—and not on the part of him growing even harder at the idea.
    Idiot was right.
    He should be at work. Southern summer heat brought out the crazies almost as well as full moons did, and JCL Security was feeling the impact, juggling cases like they had eight arms, which they didn’t. Too many sleepless nights had been spent at his office, especially with the Bennett case coming up. Just a couple more weeks before Thea Bennett had her bastard of a husband before a judge and hopefully out of her life, but the paper- and prep work to get the high-profile bastard there had been a bitch. He seriously needed to—
    “Conlan, hey!”
    For a passing moment he was convinced the voice belonged to the woman filling his thoughts. But when the high, candied voice called again, he realized it was coming from the counter. The cashier. Tonya, Tammy? Tracy? He couldn’t remember. She was blonde with a deep tan he would’ve deemed impossible in a landlocked city like Atlanta, the shade a stark contrast to her white smile. Stepping up, he threw her a grin. “Hey.”
    She batted long lashes, almost hiding the way her glance slid down to the crotch of his jeans, framed in his leather chaps. “Long time, no see.”
    He winked automatically. “It’s a long wait between Mondays.”
    The girl giggled. “Your usual?”
    “That’s right. Thanks,” he said, passing over a ten-dollar bill.
    She made change, certain to caress his hand as she laid the money in his palm. Conlan was more interested in the dark Colombian roast another employee was walking toward them. High-octane all the way. The sight of the near-black brew had him salivating for something other than Doe Eyes for the first time that morning.
    He reached the condiment counter just as his phone buzzed in his back pocket. Probably Jack. Retrieving the cell confirmed his suspicion.
    Where the hell are you? his partner had texted.
    Piss off, Con replied, a grin tugging at his lips. The irony that he’d spent too much time asking himself the very same question didn’t escape him. In a half hour he’d be at the office and they could both stop wondering.
    With a little back-and-forth he managed to cram the phone back in his tight jeans. He glanced around absently, and his gaze snagged on a pair of amber-brown eyes that suddenly met his.
    He froze.
    Doe Eyes dropped her chin and shifted over the slightest bit, enough that her friend’s position blocked her from view, but not before he caught the blush coloring her creamy cheeks.
    His cock banged against his zipper as if begging to be let out. The bite of pain caught his breath in his throat. Jesus, what the hell was he—
    Don’t! Ask. Again. He knew what the hell he was doing here, and he needed to go; he really did. He needed to stop letting his dick run this show, grab his coffee, and get back to reality.
     He was restless, that was all. He was a man who needed action. Needed to be doing something, anything, not sitting behind a desk like he’d been for weeks while prepping Thea’s case. Usually he worked off his frustration in a way that involved cool silk sheets and bare skin and satisfaction on both sides, but there’d been no damn time. Just his hand and the additional chafing it provided, which wasn’t near as effective—or satisfying. That had to be the reason he couldn’t stop thinking about his mystery woman.
    Of course. That had to be it.
    Popping the lid off his cardboard cup released the rich aroma of ground coffee beans into the air. He lifted his cup and blew across the hot liquid, the sound almost a sigh of relief. He was already reaching for the packets of sugar when black squiggles caught his eye. There. On the part of the paper sleeve now facing him, he could see a name and number were clearly written: Tiffany. A 470 area-code phone number.
    So that was her name. Sounded like an eighties pop star. A glance over his shoulder found the cashier leaning across the bar where drinks were picked up, her mounded breasts shelved there, on display. Come back soon, she mouthed, her shoulders doing a little wiggle. On reflex, he threw her a grin, but her seemingly seductive move couldn’t pull his glance downward. His dick didn’t even twitch. Apparently only one thing could trigger his runaway libido this morning.
    He added the sugar, trying to ignore the panic in his gut and his one-track mind. The latter was impossible. He wanted to know Doe Eyes’ name, her phone number. Were her breasts as full as they looked beneath that starched white button-down? Was her hair as soft as he swore it would be when he fisted it between his fingers?
    He stirred a bit too vigorously, and coffee sloshed over the side of the cup.
    Don’t look. Don’t. He realized he’d closed his eyes. A sigh escaped as he rubbed a thumb and finger against them, but as soon as the lids popped open, he searched for her. Had to see her. Felt his heartbeat pick up knowing she might meet his eyes.
    He was so screwed—and smart enough to admit it. He let go, let the conflict and the churning in his gut and the tension cramping his muscles go. And then he looked toward her table.
    It was empty.
    “Well shit.”
    He stood for a moment, cursing himself, the coffee, and everything else he could think of. When another customer stepped up behind him and cleared his throat, wanting access to the counter, Con grabbed his cup and headed out the door. On his way, he chucked the coffee in the trash without a single sip.

Author Bio:

Ella grew up in the Deep South, where books provided adventures, friends, and her first taste of romance. Now she writes her own romantic adventures, with plenty of hot alpha men and the women who love and challenge them. With a day job, a husband, two active teenagers, and two not so active cats, Ella is always busy, but getting the voices in her head down on paper is a top priority. Connect with Ella at www.ellasheridanauthor.com .

Author Newsletter: http://eepurl.com/IJkRf

Social Media Links:

Amazon Author Page                      https://www.amazon.com/author/ellasheridan
Facebook Author Page                   https://facebook.com/ellasheridanauthor
Twitter (@AuthorESheridan)         https://twitter.com/AuthorESheridan
Goodreads                                        https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7350508.Ella_Sheridan

Publishing History:

Secrets To Hide Series -

Dirty Little Secret (Book One)
Naughty Little Christmas (Book Two)
Just a Little More (Book Three)

Saturday, September 27, 2014

Teacher's Pets Event! #NGWN #giveaway @NGWNblog

Welcome, everyone, to the special Nice Girls Writing Naughty Teacher's Pets Event! In celebration of the return to school, each of us NGWN authors is featuring a "pet" from one of our romances and giving you some fast facts about him. 
Make sure to visit all the blogs on the tour! Each author/blogger is offering her own prize **and** there is a $50 Amazon gift card GRAND PRIZE for one lucky winner!

My "pet" is Chess, the hero of my newly re-released BDSM romance Uncollared. Here's the blurb for the book:

Submissive Mia Manetti is devastated when her first Master uncollars her just as she was hoping for a permanent relationship with him. Trying to move on, she agrees to sub for a powerful and sexy new Dom.

Chess Ryan has wanted Mia from the first moment he saw her at Club Restraint, but it was always "hands off" because she belonged to his friend Philip. Now, thanks to that friend's maneuvers, Mia is finally his. But only for a little while.

Mia finds it increasingly difficult to keep her feelings in check as she experiences erotic delights with Master Chess, sensual and sexual fantasies that she's never known before. Is she setting herself up for another heart ache?

           Guilt, secrets and misplaced pride all keep Chess and Mia from being completely honest with each other. As they connect sexually and emotionally, they realize their relationship has grown too serious to be called "play". How far are they willing to go?

Five Fast Facts about Chess:

1.  When I graduated high school I was voted the most likely to marry a supermodel. 

2.  In high school, I was the President of the Future Billionaires Club.

3.  In college my (platonic) crush was Warren Buffett. My goal was to emulate his success and even outstrip him.

4.  Growing up I wanted to be just like my father, Frank Ryan. He built the family realty company my grandfather founded into the successful business it became. I wanted to launch it into the stratosphere and make my father proud of me. I was convinced nothing could stop me. Too bad I got in my own way.

5. I spent my prom night with the hottest, most popular girl in school. We were voted King and Queen of the Prom. Everything in my life led me to believe I would always be at the top of my game.

Here's an excerpt from the book:

Mia gave the attendant a five-dollar bill, thanked her, and slipped out of the lounge. Yes, she was a coward, but she couldn’t go back to the table. She didn’t want to disrespect Master Philip. But torn by confusion, sadness and, yes, anger, she couldn’t face him now. Now that they had no future.
She’d ask the doorman to hail a cab to take her home.
As she turned toward the lobby she bumped, almost literally, into Chess Ryan. He appeared suddenly, as if he’d been waiting right outside the ladies’ lounge.
“Oh!” She stepped backward in surprise, wobbling on her high heels. Chess steadied her, his hands warm on her bare arms, his gray eyes fixed on her face.
“I didn’t, uh, didn’t expect you—”
“Have you been crying?” His voice was rough. He sounded angry.
“I’m not feeling well,” she murmured, looking away.
His fingers flexed briefly on her skin and then fell away as he withdrew. “Let me take you back to your table.”
“No!” Mia cried, panic-stricken. His eyebrows flew up, and she immediately calmed herself. “I mean, no, thank you. I’m going home now.”
His brow lowered, and his gaze drifted to her bare throat. Something flashed in his eyes. She was shaken, as though he’d seen her nude.
Though one of the most respected Doms at Restraint and one of the most popular, he had never done more with Mia than exchange a few pleasantries. Master Philip wasn’t into sharing, and neither was she.
But now he said, “I’ll take you home.”
“No…your friends…”
“They’re not really friends. Business acquaintances, more like. I’ll make my excuses.” Before Mia could even think what to say next, he quickly took charge. “Wait for me right here. We’ll leave in a moment.”
She could have easily slipped away while he said good night to his dinner companions, but for some reason Mia waited, just as Chess told her. She had no idea why. Was it easier to simply let someone else take charge? Or perhaps Chess’s attention soothed the hurt of Philip’s rejection?
A dull ache throbbed behind Mia’s left eye. She was almost grateful for the distraction it provided from the pain in her soul.
Chess appeared again, his expression still taut with simmering anger.
“Your friends weren’t upset?” she asked.
He shrugged as if it made no difference. “They’re fine.” He paused a moment. “I spoke to Philip.”
Her steps faltered. “You didn’t—”
“I only told him I’m taking you home. He was fine with it.”
Fine with it. Another hurt, another small sign that Philip no longer wanted her.

In spite of Chess’s abrupt manner, he was most gentle as he took her by the arm. “Come, Mia. We’re leaving.”

Uncollared is available at Amazon.

The prize I am offering: a digital copy of Uncollared and its companion story His Kind of Woman. Just comment below and I will select a random winner Monday morning. Please don't forget to include your email address!

And don't forget to stop HERE for your chance to win the $50 Amazon GC Grand Prize!

Have a wonderful weekend, all!
Nona Raines

Hot Contemporary Romance
Edgy ~ Emotional ~ Erotic

Friday, September 26, 2014

#Review: Sigil Fire by @erzabetbishop #PNR #erotic #Lesbian

Sigil Fire by Erzabet Bishop


Sonia is a succubus with one goal: stay off Hell’s radar. But when succubi start to die, including her sometimes lover, Jeannie, she’s drawn into battle between good and evil.

Fae is a blood witch turned vampire, running a tattoo parlor and trading her craft for blood. She notices that something isn’t right on the streets of her city. The denizens of Hell are restless. With the aid of her nest mate Perry and his partner Charley, she races against time before the next victim falls. The killer has a target in his sights, and Sonia might not live to see the dawn.

***Nona’s Review of Sigil Fire by Erzabet Bishop***

This erotic paranormal romance takes place in a world inhabited by demons, vampires, witches and succubi. Fae, a blood witch who has also been turned into a vampire, has disturbing dreams of a redheaded who calls for help. Haunted by these nightmares, she wonders who the woman can be.

Fae’s brother Perry (a vampire) and his partner Charley (a succubus) are detectives trying to find who is murdering succubi in their city. Fae is contemptuous of Charley, and all succubi, finding them shallow and manipulative. She knows this from bitter experience.

Someone else is concerned about the murders. Sonia is a succubus and fetish model, and several of her friends, including a former lover, have been murdered. She’s determined to stop the killer before any more of her loved ones are lost. When Sonia appears at Fae’s tattoo shop for a sigil (marking for magical intent), Fae recognizes the woman of her dreams.

This was a very erotic story. Fae and Sonia both have reasons to mistrust each other, but when they get together, their connection practically made my e-reader melt. I liked that they had to learn to trust each other and work together to destroy the murderer. I don’t read a lot of this type of story, but I thought the author did a good job of world building. It was a dark shadowy world, as in a film noir, but instead of detectives and femme fatales, it was filled with creatures of the night and the undead.

Sigil Fire produced several twists and turns that had me wondering if the two heroines would succeed in finding their happy ending. If you enjoy dark paranormal romance with plenty of heat, you will enjoy Sigil Fire.

Purchase Sigil Fire here 

Erzabet Bishop has been crafting stories since she could 
pound keys on her parents’ old typewriter. She has only just learned that it is a whole lot more fun writing naughty books. She is a contributing author to the Silk Words website. She is the author of Lipstick (upcoming), Dinner Date, Tethered, Sigil Fire, The Erotic Pagans Series: Beltane Fires, Samhain Shadows and Yuletide Temptation.  She lives in Texas with her husband, furry children and can often be found lurking in local bookstores. She loves to bake, make naughty crochet projects and watch monster movies. When she isn’t writing, she loves to review music and books.
Follow her reviews and posts on Twitter @erzabetbishop.

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Friday, September 19, 2014

#Review: Breaking His Rules by Alison Packard #VBT #giveaway @GoddessFish

*Alison will be awarding a $25 Amazon GC to a randomly drawn winner via

rafflecopter during the tour. Please be sure to check out the link at the bottom of the post!*


Losing fifty pounds is an incredible achievement. But for Melissa Atherton, progress doesn’t come with praise—a scathing comment from an evil cousin at a bridal shower threatens to crush her new self-esteem. Who will she bring to the upcoming wedding? Showing up without a date would be humiliating. It just isn’t an option.

Personal trainer Jake Sawyer was attracted to Melissa before she lost weight, but her progress has him floored. When she admits she plans to hire a male escort—and why—his heart all but breaks. Melissa’s come too far to be knocked down, especially by her own family. He’ll go as her date…and figure out a way to keep his hands to himself.

But when a steamy hotel room encounter takes them both by surprise, Jake balks. He’s sworn never to date one of his clients, not again. And Melissa can’t bear to be just friends with the man who treated her so tenderly, even if it was only for a weekend. Jake’s helped her see she’s strong enough to stand up for herself, but will she find the strength to pursue the only man who’s ever seen the real her?


“Jake. There’s something I have to tell you.” Melissa pointed a pale pink-tipped finger at him. “It’s important.” She paused to stare deeply into his eyes and when her tongue stroked her lips with a soft sensual lick, Jake had to fight the urge to lower his head and do what he’d wanted to do all night. Taste that tempting mouth of hers.

“You gotta fight for your right to party.” Her impish smile and the sound of the elevator doors opening snapped him out of the sexual undertow that had almost pulled him under and he guided her out of the elevator and onto the carpeted hallway of the second floor of the hotel. “I love that song,” she added, oblivious to the effect she was having on him.

“Yeah. I could tell by the way you were belting it out in the truck.” Jake pulled the room key card from the back pocket of his jeans as they reached their room.

“Thanks for letting me pick the radio station.”

He let go of her to slide the card into the card reader and open the door. “You’re welcome.”

“Whoa, Nellie.” Melissa clutched at his arm as she swayed to the side. “Sorry. It’s the shoes,” she said as she steadied herself.

“I think it’s the tequila shots.”

“No. It’s the shoes,” she said emphatically as she let go of him and moved into the room. “I don’t normally wear heels this high.”

Jake grinned and shook his head as he closed the door and tossed his keys and the card on the dresser. Melissa’s tolerance to alcohol was much like that of his brother, J.T., who after a couple of beers was pretty much toasted. Odd for a guy J.T.’s size, but true nonetheless.

“And you normally drink two beers and four shots of tequila?”

“It was only three shots.” A cute frown furrowed her brow. “I think.” She flung her purse on the bed and put her hands on her hips as she turned to face him. Her eyes raked boldly over his body. “You know what? I bet I could teach you to dance.”

“I know how to dance. I’m just not good at it.”

“That’s because you don’t practice.” She snapped her fingers and did a little shimmy. Jake’s breath jammed in his throat at the sight of her full breasts bouncing under her form-fitting top. “You can’t improve if you don’t shake what your mama gave you.”

***Nona’s Review for Breaking His Rules by Alison Packard***

This is a touching romance about two “everyday” people. Jake is the owner of a fitness studio and Melissa is a client who, with his encouragement, has lost fifty pounds. Besides being coach and client, Jake and Melissa are good friends. Truth be told, they might even be a bit more as Melissa is attracted not only to Jake’s good looks, but his upbeat and compassionate personality as well. He feels much the same way about Melissa. But due to an embarrassing and painful past experience, he has a rule about not dating clients.

Melissa’s in a bind, though. She’s embarrassed to show up at her bitchy cousin’s wedding without a date, especially since said cousin has made her the butt of jokes in the past. Jake, ever the gentleman, offers to escort Melissa. To save face, they’ll pretend they’ve been dating for months. Surely they’ll be able to keep things between them light and platonic.

(You knew that was coming, right?)

When the hotel where they’re staying makes a mistake and only offers a single king sized bed instead of two queens, the reader knows there’s trouble ahead. Hooray!

I enjoyed this story very much. Besides being a sexy and emotional romance, it touches on some serious issues like bullying, body shaming and loving yourself whatever your size. Jake and Melissa were such sympathetic characters. I loved how he had feelings for Melissa even before she lost the weight and how he didn’t push her into being model-thin, but encouraged her to stay at a weight that was healthy and comfortable. And I also liked the fact that he knew where she was coming from due to his own experience.

Melissa had a hard time speaking up for herself at first, but by the end of the story is able to defend herself not only to her bitchy cousin but also a creepy photographer. The secondary characters were a lot of fun, too. I enjoyed Melissa’s mouthy sister Paige. Hopefully there’s a story for her in the works. I gather some of the other characters have had their own books, so I’m going to check those out as well.

I highly recommend Breaking His Rules for a sweet and sexy romance featuring a hero and heroine worth rooting for. They totally deserve their happy ending.  

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Originally from the San Francisco Bay Area, Alison now lives in Southern Nevada where she’s still getting used to the blistering summers and the slot machines in every grocery store.

When not working at the day job that pays the bills, keeps a roof over her head, and supports her book and chocolate habits, Alison spends most of her free time writing. But when she takes a break, she enjoys reading, watching movies, and spending time with her family and friends.

Website: http://alisonpackard.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Alison-Packard-Author/368976796492227?ref=hl

Twitter: https://twitter.com/Alleyfics

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Have a wonderful weekend, all!
Nona Raines

Hot Contemporary Romance
Edgy ~ Emotional ~ Erotic

Friday, September 12, 2014

Uncollared on #Kindle! New #Cover, New Price! $2.99 #BDSM #Romance

Happy Friday, everyone! I have some exciting news to share! I have re-released my BDSM romance, Uncollared, at the new price of $2.99. It is now available at Amazon. I'm working to get the story available at other book retailers, as well.

Gorgeous new cover by Diana Carlile/Designing Diana

Please note: This is a re-issue of a previously published book.

Submissive Mia Manetti is devastated when her first Master uncollars her just as she was hoping for a permanent relationship with him. Trying to move on, she agrees to sub for a powerful and sexy new Dom.
Chess Ryan has wanted Mia from the first moment he saw her at Club Restraint, but it was always "hands off" because she belonged to his friend Philip. Now, thanks to that friend's maneuvers, Mia is finally his. But only for a little while.
Mia finds it increasingly difficult to keep her feelings in check as she experiences erotic delights with Master Chess, sensual and sexual fantasies that she's never known before. Is she setting herself up for another heart ache?
Guilt, secrets and misplaced pride all keep Chess and Mia from being completely honest with each other. As they connect sexually and emotionally, they realize their relationship has grown too serious to be called "play". How far are they willing to go?

Praise for Uncollared:

“…an emotional and enthralling story…” Romance in Review

“It was a well written BDSM story that talks about feelings and emotions and pulls the reader into the lives of the characters.” Sensual Reads

“Ms. Raines' writing voice is captivating and pulls the reader into the story…” The Romance Reviews

“This book had me reading it from cover to cover and hooked me right from the first word.” Long and Short Reviews

“This was a yummy read…” Close Encounters of the Night Kind


“It’s nothing you’ve done wrong, Bella Mia.” Philip spoke softly. “But it’s time to move on. For both of us.”
Too stunned to speak, Mia gaped at him in disbelief. Her hand lay limply in his. She hadn’t seen it coming.
For weeks Mia Manetti had looked forward to this dinner at LoFiglio’s, the most exclusive restaurant in Rosemont, NY. But now she wished she was anywhere else.
Oh, it was a beautiful place. Candles glimmered; crisp ivory linens and sparkling crystal graced the tables. Tinkling piano music played softly in the background. Even more glittering than the atmosphere were the other diners, dressed to impress.
But Mia had lost interest in her surroundings. She and Philip had been together for a year. A year of bliss, as far as she was concerned.
And she’d been sure that he felt the same way. Convinced that tonight, on this anniversary of sorts, he’d tell her what she’d been longing to hear from almost the first moment she met him. That he wanted her to be his. Forever.
How could she have been so wrong?
The numbness spread, filling Mia’s chest. She felt distant from herself, as if she were two separate people. One of them sat at the table, speechless, staring stupidly at the man across from her. The other floated on the ceiling and looked down, watching helplessly.
She should do something. But what? Scream, cry, storm out in a rage? A public scene would only embarrass herself and Master Philip.
No. Not her Master. Not anymore. He didn’t want her.
“We had a beautiful year together,” he told her, his voice compassionate but firm. “But now it’s over.”
It had been beautiful. At last Mia marshaled her scrambled thoughts enough to ask the only question that came to mind. “Why?"

Purchase Uncollared now at AMAZON!


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