tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21450171399040455902024-03-14T05:32:11.443+00:00Jessica Stevens' RamblingsJ.P. Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05033779212923707114noreply@blogger.comBlogger112125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145017139904045590.post-9299521572409114032016-05-26T20:34:00.000+01:002016-05-26T20:45:36.624+01:00Housework, yes or no?<br />
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yes or no?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">I apologise about the title of this blog post, but… I
need to know the answer.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">I have recently started working again after 9 years being
a full time mother. I started working only 1 hour a day to get back into the
swing of things. Doesn’t sound like much of an issue, but it was smack bang in
the middle of the day. After the school run, I didn’t have enough time to do a
full weekly shop in the morning, get back, pack away and then get to work on
time, so, shopping was a mad dash, grab what you think you might need and get
back quick. I always seem to pick up washing powder???<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Aside from that, doing housework also seemed like a
mad dash, keeping on top of daily stuff and never getting the chance to wipe
the chocolate handprint (left by my youngest) on the underside of the sink. I
only saw it when I sat on the loo and consequently found myself saying –
multiple times - “I must get a cloth and clean that” Well, who goes for a wee
with a cloth in hand? Not me that’s for sure.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">I had a day off work (youngest was poorly), so while
he was flaked out, I thought I would get on and do those jobs I never seem to
have time for. One of which was the dusting in my want-to-be-teenage daughter’s
bedroom. I had been asking her to do this for a number of weeks, but the dust
only thickened. There I am, rubber gloves on, dust wipes in hand, sneezing, I
mean dusting away. I don’t have time to take pride in this momentous
achievement because my poorly boy is stiring and I need to ‘Get This Done!’<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">I did it. I looked at the objects all back in their
place. The black stereo, black once more, as opposed to a mat dark grey. The t.v.
screen showing its vibrant colours again. Did I take the time to be proud of my
achievements then? The answer was no. It was just another job done with a
longer list to tackle. What was worse, when my daughter came home, she didn’t
even notice either. No one did!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">So it leaves me with one question, why do I (most
people) get hung up on doing housework? I mean as soon and the family are home,
they undo it all, wear your freshly washed and ironed clothes and put them back
in the washing basket. Why do we put so much time and effort into having the
house clean (by no means do I mean tidy, I have children)?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Well that’s my thought for today. Please feel free to
leave your answer in a comment below. It would be lovely to find the answer,
for my own sanity.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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J.P. Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05033779212923707114noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145017139904045590.post-70590559844747839392015-10-25T00:00:00.000+01:002015-10-25T00:00:00.549+01:00#SexySnippets - Yoseph<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hello again and welcome back to Sexy Snippets. this is where we chose seven sentences from either published work, or something we are working on.<br />
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This week I have chosen something from Yoseph, the sequal to Alana. It is still a work in progress and nothing has been edited. So here are my chosen seven for you this week:<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;"><em>“I know what the risks are grandma. But if you ask me,
he needs to know who, and what he is. What if it is Alana trying to communicate
with him? What if he manages to somehow communicate back with her?”<o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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Hello again. So nice of you to pop back and read this weeks Flash Fiction Friday.<br />
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This is were we are given a picture and we have to write 100 words relating to the picture. No more, no less.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>The sound of the bathroom door swinging open and slamming
against the wall, made Alicia stand up straight, her head snapping sharply towards
the door. The sight of the hand held gun made the colour fade from her face as
her blood rushed to her feet.<o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>“Stand in that corner and face the wall,” the intruder
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>Dressed in nothing but her black thong, she did as shewas told.
The metallic tiles were cold under her spread out palms. A hand pushed against
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I hope you liked what you read. Please take the time to read all the other writers taking part today. It may be the same picture, but I can assure you, we all have very different imaginations. You can find them all <a href="http://flasherfictionfriday.blogspot.co.uk/" target="_blank">here</a><br />
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Jessica xxx<br />
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Hello everyone, thank so much for stopping by today. I have to say, it has been a little manic at my house over the last week. We are having our bathroom re decorated, and in between all the crashing, banging, doors being left open and freezing, two children off sick, entertaining a toddler confined to one room, the bathroom is nearly finished *happy dance*<br />
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Like I said, one manic week lol<br />
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Anyway, today is Thursday Taster, where I showcase no more than 400 words of my work. It can be something that has been published, or something I am currently working on. Last week I introduced you to, Di, from my current WIP day off.<br />
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This week I will treat you to a little bit more, so picking up from where we left off:<br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>He answered after the first ring. “Di, where are you? We
have a meeting in thirty five minutes. You know how I like to over the schedule
with you beforehand. Why are.” The sound of his demanding voice added more rage
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>“Matt, I’m not coming in today.”<o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>There was silence for a moment. Di began to second guess her
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>His voice was full of shock. After working with him for over
five years, Di knew when he was acting, and when he was being sincere. A lump
of regret formed in her throat. She knew she couldn’t go back on her statement.
“I’m taking the day off. I’m sick.”<o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>He had a point. Her mind went into over drive as she tried
to find an excuse. Out of the corner of her eye she saw her sanitary pads on
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>“I’ve got cramps.”<o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>“You’ve got what?”<o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>“Cramps. You know periods.”<o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>“You’ve never had cramps before.”<o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>Bloody cheek. She
had cramps alright, she just dosed herself up to meet his demands. Not anymore.
“I always have cramps Matt, I usually dose myself up. This month is far too
heavy.”<o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>“Heavy?”<o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>Now he was just irritating her. “Yes Matt, Heavy, lots of
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>“Oh Di really. Did you have to be that graphic? Take the
bloody day off. Take two. Don’t come back until you’re all clear.”<o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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I hope you enjoyed this short taster. Don't forget to stop by and see all the other writers taking part today. You can find them all <a href="http://thursdaytasters.blogspot.co.uk/2015/10/thursday-tasters-22-october-2015.html" target="_blank">here</a><br />
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That's it for this week. Until next time, take care.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><em></em></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em>They both moaned out as the tip of his shaft pushed into her wetness slightly.</em></span> </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Jessica xxx</span>J.P. Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05033779212923707114noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145017139904045590.post-83349811334673402172015-10-16T00:00:00.000+01:002015-10-16T00:00:00.388+01:00#FFF <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hello and welcome back to this weeks #Flash Fiction Friday. This is where we are given a picture and we have to write what ever the picture inspires in no more than 100 words.<br />
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I found this a little tricky, this week. Only because the picture sparked a vision but There were so many clouds blocking my view. In the end, I just wrote what I could see. I hope you enjoy it.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>I walked into the room, hoping to catch him before the show.
The room was vacant of people. The chairs all set out in neat long rows and the
curtain draw across the stage. It was ironic that the derelict room matched how
empty I felt inside. Was it too late? Would he even listen to anything I had
to say? So much uncertainty made my palms start to sweat.<o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>I swallowed at the sound of his voice and slowly turned to
see if my ears had betrayed me. Matt was really there. Now it is my last
chance.</em></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><o:p>Please feel free to leave comment. I love hearing from you. Don't forget to stop by and see all the other writers taking part today at <a href="http://flasherfictionfriday.blogspot.co.uk/" target="_blank">#FlashFictionFriday</a></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><o:p>Until next time, take care</o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><o:p>Jessica xxx</o:p></span></div>
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J.P. Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05033779212923707114noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145017139904045590.post-85984818464281537882015-10-15T00:00:00.000+01:002015-10-15T00:00:00.519+01:00Thursday Tasters - Day Off<br />
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Hello and welcome back to Thursday Tasters. this is where we showcase a piece of work from either a published piece, or a Work In progress aka WIP. No more than 400 words.<br />
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This week I wanted you to meet Di. She is the heroine in my current WIP Day Off. I have completely fallen in love with her, and I hope you will too.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>“Oh for god sake,” Dianne muttered under her breath. In her
rush to get out the front door, the wind had blown a gust up her skirt trapping
it as she shut the front door. Its entanglement only noticed at the sound of
the material ripping as she went to walk away. “This is all I flaming well
need.”<o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>Di turned back to face her front door and insert the key
into the lock. Her skirt was free but the damage was irreparable. She closed
the door behind her and pulled up her sleeve to reveal the dial on her watch.
Late was an understatement. Not wanting to waist any more time, Di started to
unzip her skirt as she walked down the hallway of her flat, heals thudding
against the wooden floor, as she made her way to her bedroom. Her skirt slid
down her thighs, revealing her long slender legs and almost tripped her up as
she walked far too quickly as the skirt reached her ankle. Di reached out and
grabbed the door frame with each hand to save herself from falling arse over
tit. She took a moment to take a few long, slow, steady breaths. “What the hell
am I gonna wear now?”<o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>Di kicked off her skirt and one of her high heels went
flying off with it, straight into her full length mirror. She scrunched her
eyes shut at the sound of the glass shattering into a thousand pieces.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Di exhaled deeply and rested her forehead on
the doorframe. “For fuck sake!” The frustration bubbled through her veins with
an uncontrollable heat. <o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>Screw work, he doesn’t
give a shit about you anyway. Di knew this was her irrational side talking.
She couldn’t possible take a day off work. Or
can I? “Fuck it,” Di said aloud as she walked down the hall to her handbag
and grabbed her mobile phone. His number was the last one she had dialled. She
noticed that he was the only one in her call list apart from her mother. The
frustration was fast becoming anger. More aimed at herself if she was honest.
She had let her work consume her life. Not anymore.<o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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Until next time, take care<br />
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Jessica xxx<br />
J.P. Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05033779212923707114noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145017139904045590.post-4675367892355345952015-10-11T00:00:00.000+01:002015-10-11T00:00:01.535+01:00Sexy Snippets - Behind The Makeup<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hello and welcome back to this weeks #SexySnippets. Today I am taking my snippet from Behind The Makeup, so here are my seven sentences:<br />
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<em>Beth gave him her best innocent girl look before she pulled the </em><br />
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<em>pins out of her hair, allowing her chocolate locks to cascade down her</em><br />
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<em>"Oh my god, you’re a little minx," he replied before he leapt up</em><br />
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<em>off the sofa and made a grab for her. Beth giggled as she dodged out</em><br />
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<em>of the way of his grasp. As fast as she was, she was no match for</em><br />
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<em>Gareth’s agility. He caught her around the waist and pulled her tight</em><br />
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<em>against his frame. He placed featherlight kisses on her nose, across</em><br />
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<em>her cheek and down her neck, sending shivers of awakening through</em><br />
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<em>her veins. </em><br />
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<em>"I’m going to take my time with you, Beth," Gareth said before he</em><br />
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<em>pulled her down onto the floor.</em><br />
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Hello and welcome to #FlashFictionFriday. This is were we are given a picture and we have to write 100 to go with it.<br />
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This is the picture for this week:<br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>“It doesn’t matter what you say to me Tristan, I will not
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>Tristan meet her gaze, but he was no fool. He knew she would
not drink from a human. In the early days of going through the change, it was
common for new vampires to still feel connected to their old world. A single
red rose in a vase of flowers caught his eye. Its vivid colour matched her lips
perfectly. Without saying a word, he took the rose and filled the petals with
donor blood.<o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><o:p>Until next time, take care.</o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><o:p>Jessica</o:p></span></div>
J.P. Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05033779212923707114noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145017139904045590.post-61390463719369405352015-10-08T00:00:00.000+01:002015-10-08T00:00:00.240+01:00Thursday Teasers - Behind The Makeup<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hello and welcome to Thursday Tasters. this is where I get to share some of my work with you. This week I have decided to share something from my latest release, Behind The Makeup.<br />
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This scene is taken from the first chapter. To fill you in a bit, the police had been called to a house where a burglary was in place. As they arrived they saw the suspects take off in a red Corsa and chased them at high speed. <br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt;"><em>Both </em></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt;"><em>Smith
and Newman had no option but to watch and report back to control, as the red
car floored it through the red lights. Cars traveling from the left swerved to
avoid the Corsa. Amazingly, the red car made it through the junction without
getting hit. None of the other cars had collided with each other. But it wasn’t
over. Newman increased his speed to follow the red car once more as he
meandered his way through the now stationary cars on the junction. <o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt;"><em>“He’s
lost it,” Newman said as they watched the red car veer left and right as the
driver fought to control the car. The driver pulled the car off to the left
much too quickly, causing the Corsa to skid sideways across three lanes of
traffic, up onto the bank and wrap itself around a tree. <o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt;"><em>“Control,
we have an RTC on North Circular Road Southbound just after A40 junction,”
Smith said as he spoke into his radio. He hopped out of the car just before
Newman had brought it to a complete stop.<o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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pulled the hand break up with such force, you could hear the gear mechanism
grind together and then jumped out of the car to follow Smith. <o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt;"><em>Smith
reached the back of the red car and could hear soft moans from the back
passenger side. As he opened the door, a young man was slouched across the back
seat, his head was oozing a crimson river and he wasn’t conscious. Smith felt
for a pulse, it was faint.<o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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was busy assessing the front passenger so he made his way to the driver. <o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt;"><em>The
front of the red Corsa was crumpled, steam from what he presumed to be the
radiator rose into the night sky. Smoke from the air bags joined the steam as
they danced their vapour in the street light rays. The driver hung half out of
the windscreen, his head at an awkward angle. Smith reached for a pulse,
already knowing there wouldn’t be one. <o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt;"><em>“Control,
this is Quebec Delta four nine two. We have one unconscious male with a head
injury,” He looked over to Newman for the condition of the front passenger.
Newman just shook his head.<o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt;"><em>“And
two fatalities.”<o:p></o:p></em></span></div>
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Hope you like enjoyed my tease today. <br />
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Hello again and welcome back to #SexySnippets Sorry about last week. It was the first week back at school and I kind of got lots playing with them, not to mention trying to get homework done after seven weeks summer holidays. Not fun! Anyway... For those of you who are new to #SexySnippets, this is where I pick seven sentences from either a published piece of work, or something I have been working on. No more, no less.<br />
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So this week I have decided to showcase my seven from my latest release, Behind The Makeup. This story came about from watching a makeup ad on TV for MaxFactor. I couldn't get the story written fast enough. It is about a singer who has worked very hard to get where she is today, having made some very tough choices along the way. As with life, the past always catches up with you and when it does, Beth finds herself turning to her bodyguard, Gareth. Together they discover that her past is very much her present.<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">“So what, that’s
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">She wasn’t sure,
but she thought she could sense hurt in his question.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">“Look at me,
Beth,” he said as he moved his hand from her shoulder and lifted her chin with
his fingers. She closed her eyes so he couldn’t see her pain. A traitorous tear
slipped down her cheek, giving her emotions away. “After everything we’ve been
through, is that really it?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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J.P. Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05033779212923707114noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145017139904045590.post-35101203877955992122015-09-07T00:00:00.000+01:002015-09-07T00:00:01.658+01:00Doris O'Connor - Calimed By Her Bears<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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#BDSM #MFM #FF #NFT<br />
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Thanks so much for
having me on your blog today with my newest release, Claimed By her Bears.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Loosely based on
Goldilocks and the three bears, this is my version of one of my favourite
Fairytales with a decidedly naughty spin.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Imagine being Goldie.
You’re not only running late, but you just have to tumble right into your new
CEO’s arms, covering both of you in coffee at the same time. Not the best
impression to make on the new, sex on legs boss. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Jason Stanhope, for
that matter, did not expect to have his mate tumble into his arms on his first
day at the office. His very human, clueless about shifters, and inexperienced
in the lifestyle mate. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">What’s a Dom to do?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">This delectable human
morsel will run for the hills, if he reveals his bear, never mind the fact that
he comes as a package deal, won’t she?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Well, Goldie might be
human, but she has a few surprises of her own up her sleeve as it were, and as
she embarks on a crash course in all things BDSM, she surprises not only her
bears, but also herself. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">In her words:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">“To heck with labels and what other people
might think.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Let the naughty fun begin </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">J</span></span><span lang="EN-US"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Take one very human
girl. Add three bear shifters and one BDSM club. Shake well…<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">When Goldie Lockwood
tumbles into the arms of the new CEO, she falls head over heels in lust with
the enigmatic Dom. Interested in the lifestyle she might be, but Jason Stanhope
seems way out of her league.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Jason’s bear wants
nothing more than to bend Goldie over his desk and claim her right there, but
that wouldn’t be appropriate. This bear shifter comes as a package deal—three
for the prize of one. As the oldest of triplets, his mate will also have to
submit to his brother and sister.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">While Goldie responds
beautifully to his training, will a weekend at the club be one step too far, or
can she be the sweet sub the siblings need?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Revealing their bears
might very well make Goldilocks live up to her name.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">He had originally planned to spank
her insolent ass, and then fuck her over his desk, but when she hadn’t
appeared, his mood had darkened. For one soul wrenchingly disappointing second
he’d thought she’d run out on him, and then his bear had picked up the scent of
aroused woman. He’d tracked her down to the ladies’, and just when he thought
he’d have to break the door in, she had appeared, and a new plan had taken
hold.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Her untutored responses to him had
made the Dom in him roar, and his bear had positively strutted at them. Fucking
her now was out of the question. His volatile animal was too close to the
surface, and he would not be able to resist biting her. No, it was far safer
for everyone involved to consummate their relationship at the safety of the
club, where his bear would be easier to control in the company of Jacob and
Cat.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Besides, they had to establish the
ground rules, and his little Goldilocks had some homework to do, starting right
now.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">He spread his legs and raised an
eyebrow at her when she just stood there, staring at him openmouthed. </span><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“</span><span lang="EN-US">I’m waiting, girl. If you can’t follow a simple instruction then
this ain't gonna work out between us.” She gasped at that, and grinning he
reached out and shut her mouth with his index finger under her chin. A shudder
went through her when he rubbed the pad of his thumb over her kiss swollen
lips, and she pouted when he withdrew again.</span><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“</span><span lang="EN-US">Can’t you just spank me or something, and get that punishment over
with, please, Sir?”<br />
Jason threw his head back and laughed, and her pout deepened, but when he shook
his head, she gave an exaggerated sigh, and slowly inched the hemline of her
skirt up.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">It was his turn to groan when her
pretty pink pussy lips came into view. Delightfully bare, they glistened in her
dew, and his bear huffed his need for a taste of the nectar between her legs.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Jason had to clear his throat to get
his voice to work, and the little minx grinned at him.</span><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“</span><span lang="EN-US">Spread your legs, girl. Give your
Sir a good view.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">With a groan to match his, Goldie
complied, and Jason had to rub his aching shaft through his trousers to gain
some relief, as her outer lips opened to reveal the bounty therein. Her inner
lips darkened in color the longer he stared at them, as the blood rushed to
that area. Her engorged clit stood proudly out its hood, almost daring him to
devour it with his teeth, and her pussy hole clenched and released, causing
more of her juices to trickle out of it and down the inside of her thighs.</span><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“</span><span lang="EN-US">Now, that is a pretty sight, my girl. I bet you want to come pretty
badly right now, don’t you.”</span><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“</span><span lang="EN-US">Ye-es.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">He smirked at her strangled answer,
and taking his phone out of his pocket got to his knees to take some candid
close up shots of his girl’s cunt. Both Jacob and Cat would sure appreciate
those, not to mention he would, while he imagined himself balls deep inside
that pretty flesh.</span><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“</span><span lang="EN-US">What are you doing, Sir?” Her voice wobbled, but she didn’t close
her legs either, and pride surged in him. Maybe this would work out after all.
Not claiming her as his was already too painful to contemplate. All three of
them would just have to work really hard to make her fall in love with them so
that the small matter of them shifting into grizzlies wouldn’t freak her out
too much.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">He had a sudden vision of her
running away screaming from the club when she found out about them like her
namesake in the popular fairytale. He shook his head to free it of those
disturbing thoughts, and getting back to his feet showed her the last picture
he’d just taken.</span><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“</span><span lang="EN-US">Just taking a picture of what’s mine, girl.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Goldie glanced at the screen briefly
and blushed crimson.</span><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“</span><span lang="EN-US">No need to be ashamed, Goldilocks. You have the prettiest little
cunt I've ever seen, and I can't wait to claim it.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">The hopeful look she threw his way
made him laugh, and he shook his head.</span><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“</span><span lang="EN-US">Not today though.” He pulled the hemline of her pencil skirt down
and tapped her nose.</span><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“</span><span lang="EN-US">You can close your legs now, but remember what I said. No making
yourself come, and no panties. I’ll be checking to make sure you follow that
rule, and if you don’t…” He grinned at her sharp intake of breath when he
swatted her ass twice.</span><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“</span><span lang="EN-US">You won't be able to sit that pretty behind of yours down for a
week, got it?”</span><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“</span><span lang="EN-US">Yes, Sir,” she
whispered, and he brushed his lips over hers, drinking in the scent of his
woman. </span><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“</span><span lang="EN-US">You have some homework to do first, and when I think you’re ready,
we’ll be taking that step at the club.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Available from </span><span lang="EN-US"><a href="http://www.evernightpublishing.com/claimed-by-her-bears-by-doris-oconnor/"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"><span style="color: blue;">Evernight Publishing</span></span></a></span><span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"> and all other on-line retailers from September
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Doris is
a writer of sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for,
and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to
paranormal, Sci-fi, BDSM, F/F, M/M, and Ménage, haunting love stories are
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J.P. Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05033779212923707114noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145017139904045590.post-1218862544774815092015-09-06T00:00:00.000+01:002015-09-06T00:00:04.273+01:00Sexy Snippets - Alana <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The last week of the summer holidays just seems to have flashed passed quicker
than a blink of an eye.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Part of me is a
little happy that the older two will be going back to school. It has been full
on with play dates and playing out, so I could do with a rest. Well as much of
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vision stayed clear in her mind, and she knew she was seeing the body through
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including shifters, who want her dead. A tragic past has meant that Alana has
spent most of her life in hiding. Concealed as a conservationist she’s helped
reintroduce wolves back into the wild. A dead body on her land proves her
enemies have found her. She has no choice but to call on her protectors.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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over Alana for years. He had vowed to protect her since coming of age. When she
calls the police about a dead body on her grounds, Nick takes no chances and
goes to her protection. Face to face with his childhood companion, it’s not
long before passion burns between them. It puts Alana’s life in more danger
than Nick could have imagined. Torn between love and a promise Nick struggles,
but together they face Alana’s tragic past in the hope of preventing history
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Thanks you so much for stopping by. I hope to see you again next week with more Sexy Snippets. Tomorrow (Monday 7th Sept) I have the amazing Doris O'Connor on my blog talking about her latest release, Claimed By Her Bears #BDSM #MFM #FF #NFT</div>
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Hello there my lovelies, how have you been? Sorry I have been away for a few months, I was busy packing up my old house to move into our new home. All has gone amazingly well, the J's love their new home and hubby and I couldn't be happier.<br />
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I have finally managed to unpack all the boxes and if I never see another one again, it will be too soon. There was over 143 in total. Yes, we have a lot of crap lol.<br />
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We desperately needed the electrics redone, hence my return has taken a little longer than planned. Anyway, I am here to take part in the Sexy Snippets. This is where I chose seven sentences for your pleasure.<br />
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I have chosen seven from my latest release, Behind The Makeup. Just to fill you in, there has been a car chase involving the police.<br />
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half out of the windscreen, his head at an awkward angle. Smith reached for a
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He looked over to Newman for the condition of the front passenger. Newman just
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home to North West London to complete the final dates of her last tour. Then
her way word brother gets in trouble with the police again, and she is about
ready to wash her hands of him. Only he’s dead. She finds herself caught up in
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chosen career, just one he landed on after taking a break from the police
force. When Beth’s brother is killed and the investigation around his death
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If you wish to purchase this book, you can do so by clicking on one of the following links. May I take this opportunity to say thank you in advance.<br />
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Back to the Sexy Snippets. There are many other authors taking part this week, so be sure to pay them a visit by clicking on the following link:<br />
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J.P. Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05033779212923707114noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145017139904045590.post-26413270727394487202015-08-12T08:29:00.000+01:002015-08-12T08:29:52.352+01:00Happy Birthday Jessica Stevens<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday to Jessica Stevens, happy
birthday to me. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif; line-height: 200%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-size: large;">If you haven’t
guessed, today is my first Author birthday. So today I would like to celebrate
with you for your chance to win a copy of one of my books and a £10 Amazon
voucher.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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to do is leave a comment and say which book you would prefer, share this blog
post on Facebook and tag me in it so I can contact you if you are the lucky
winner. It is that easy. Your names will go into a hat and be picked out
randomly by my youngest J on Friday 14<sup>th</sup> August 2015. Please be sure
to tag me when you share this post so I can contact you if you are the lucky winner.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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animals, including shifters, who want her dead. A tragic past has meant that
Alana has spent most of her life in hiding. Concealed as a conservationist
she’s helped reintroduce wolves back into the wild. A dead body on her land
proves her enemies have found her. She has no choice but to call on her
protectors.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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over Alana for years. He had vowed to protect her since coming of age. When she
calls the police about a dead body on her grounds, Nick takes no chances and
goes to her protection. Face to face with his childhood companion, it’s not
long before passion burns between them. It puts Alana’s life in more danger
than Nick could have imagined. Torn between love and a promise Nick struggles,
but together they face Alana’s tragic past in the hope of preventing history
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looked up at his dark, sunken eyes and couldn’t help but pity the man, having
worked through the night, and still having to come and speak to her.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Can I get you a coffee, Detective?” she asked him
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and headed round the counter to the kettle, already anticipating his answer to
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her smile. “I do need to ask you some questions, Miss Knight, about the body
and the break-in to your cabin. I don’t want to keep you in the dark here, for
your own safety.” He paused, so she turned around and met his gaze. She tucked
her long, wavy black hair behind her ear, the way she always did when nerves
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evidence that the two incidents are related,” Nick said, and the sugar
container dropped from her hand, spilling its contents all over the side. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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“I’m sorry,” she muttered. “It was just a shock, that’s all. I’m fine.” She
tried to convince him as he put his arms around her. It surprised her how safe
she felt in his arms. Nick then nodded to PC Cox to finish the coffee.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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up by a very large, silvery cream shag pile rug, neatly placed in front of a
small fireplace. The soft, inviting cream-colored sofa was placed opposite the
fire, with a large bay window looking out at the access lane to her property.
The walls were cream and the décor broken up with red curtains and cushions for
the sofa, and a red–</span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif;">colored</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"> beanbag resting at the side of the fireplace. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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and ornaments in the alcoves, but on the whole, it was a very minimalistic room.
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her legs tucked up under her as she rested her head back.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-size: large;">If she was scared before, she was shitting herself
now. She had known there was more to the body being on her land when Aatu had
filled her mind with images of the murdering wolf confused with images of a
man. Her fears were further confirmed when she returned to find the cabin
broken into. The fact the Detective had found evidence to link the two was just
the icing on the cake. And now she couldn’t contact her father.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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on the table next to the sofa. Alana managed a quiet “thank you” and he
returned her gratitude with a smile.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Cox.” Detective Sorin said. “You and Lang head on
over to the cabin and make sure the forensics have everything they need. Then I
want you to circulate the perimeter of the two buildings, see if anything
gives.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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of the living room. Alana looked at the detective, who was still standing,
waiting for him to speak. The silence in the room was broken with the sound of
the back door closing as the other two PCs left her house. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-size: large;">Nerves crept through her body, and her skin crawled as
the detective slowly removed his dark-grey suit jacket, his eyes focused on
her. He stepped closer to where she sat and started to unbutton his shirt at
the neck. Alana swallowed hard, unsure of what do to. One part of her mind told
her that he was just getting comfortable, while the other part told her to run.
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-size: large;">She drew a deep breath as he moved down to the second
button. “What are you doing?” Her voice as assertive as she could manage, she
tried to hide the panic. It was the way he smiled at her then that had her
heartbeat thumping in her ears. It was a slow, easy smile, with eyes that
twinkled with mischief as he continued to watch her. He now moved on to the
third button and took another step closer to her.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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door as his hand slipped inside his own shirt. Curiosity got the better of her
and she sat still, waiting. He pulled out a black threaded necklace with a
silver pendant the size of a fifty pence piece. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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pumped through her body and made her feel light headed. She stood up and
reached out to touch the circular coin with the figure of a wolf’s head
embossed on it. It had the word “Altor” inscribed, meaning “protector” in
Latin. An old family name her father had given to his protector, as his father
had done before that. She smoothed her thumb over the coin’s surface, and
looked deep into the detective’s eyes, not trusting what her gut was telling
her.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif; line-height: 200%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-size: large;">Elizabeth
Rhey is a world class singer who has come home to North West London to complete
the final dates of her last tour. Then her way word brother gets in trouble
with the police again, and she is about ready to wash her hands of him. Only
he’s dead. She finds herself caught up in a police investigation, where her
past secrets catch up with her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif; line-height: 200%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-size: large;">Gareth
Buchanan is Beth’s bodyguard. It wasn’t his chosen career, just one he landed
on after taking a break from the police force. When Beth’s brother is killed
and the investigation around his death unravels, he finds himself getting very
close to Beth. With a desperate need to protect her, Gareth is forced to
confront is own ghost.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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lives are turned upside down as they find out who is behind her brother’s
death. Can they face their past to find peace for their future?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">“I’ll
call it in,” Smith said, reading his partner’s mind. “Control, this is Quebec
Delta four nine two, we are in pursuit of what we believe to be the intruders
of Belleview Road. The roads are dry and light with traffic. Do we have
permission to proceed?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Quebec
Delta four nine two, you have permission to proceed.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Newman
flicked on the siren and started to give chase to the getaway car.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">“We are
in pursuit of a red Vauxhall Corsa, registration Lima Echo 04 Foxtrot, Hotel
Lima. Current speed forty-seven miles per hour in a forty speed zone.” Smith
continued to give the control room details of which roads they were traveling
down and the speeds both cars were driving at. It was important to give as much
detail to the driving conditions of both vehicles, for both safety and
accountability, should anything go wrong. Sadly, in his experience, it usually
ended up with the failing to stop car causing an accident.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">“He’s
heading out onto the North Circular.” Newman stated, as he predicted where the
car was going to head next. Duncan swallowed down the fear of his experience.
The North Circular was a busy road. Though this time of night traffic would be
light, it was still used as it is the main circular road to get from one side
of London to the next. Some of the corners are tight, and travelling at
excessive speeds… Smith tried not to think about it as they carried on driving
at a safe distance down the Harrow Road toward Wembley. True to Newman’s
prediction, the Corsa jumped through the red lights, and turned left down onto
the North Circular toward the A40.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Visibility
was much better due to the street lights that lit up the road ahead. Their
driving speed was now in excess of eighty miles an hour at times, with hard
breaking around some of the tight turns the road offered. The car in front
swerved across two lanes and slammed on the breaks to avoid hitting another
car. Smith pushed his feet down on the foot-well of the car and leaned back in
his chair as if he was willing the car to stop. Fortunately it was a near miss.
“This is going to end in tears,” Smith said out loud to Newman.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Newman
backed off from the red car to put more stopping distance between them, hoping
it would encourage them to reduce their speed, as the pressure to get away
would be reduced. He drove behind the Corsa in the left hand lane, anticipating
them to exit, but the red car suddenly sped up and drifted across the lanes to
the right side.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">“The
A40 is up next.” Newman stated his prediction once again so that PC Smith could
relate back to control. They could see the traffic lights ahead that indicated
the crossroads of the North Circular and the A40. They were red. Both officers
looked at each other as Newman instinctively slowed his car. The red Corsa
carried on at high speed with no intention of stopping for the red lights.
There were a few cars drifting past, but not few enough. The sounds of horns
and tires screeching were enough to chill any warm-blooded animal. Both Smith
and Newman had no option but to watch and report back to control, as the red
car floored it through the red lights. Cars traveling from the left swerved to
avoid the Corsa. Amazingly, the red car made it through the junction without
getting hit. None of the other cars had collided with each other. But it wasn’t
over. Newman increased his speed to follow the red car once more as he
meandered his way through the now stationary cars on the junction.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">“He’s
lost it,” Newman said as they watched the red car veer left and right as the
driver fought to control the car. The driver pulled the car off to the left
much too quickly, causing the Corsa to skid sideways across three lanes of
traffic, up onto the bank and wrap itself around a tree.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Control,
we have an RTC on North Circular Road Southbound just after A40 junction,”
Smith said as he spoke into his radio. He hopped out of the car just before
Newman had brought it to a complete stop.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Newman
pulled the hand break up with such force, you could hear the gear mechanism
grind together and then jumped out of the car to follow Smith.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Smith
reached the back of the red car and could hear soft moans from the back
passenger side. As he opened the door, a young man was slouched across the back
seat, his head was oozing a crimson river and he wasn’t conscious. Smith felt
for a pulse, it was faint. Newman was busy assessing the front passenger so he
made his way to the driver.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif;">The
front of the red Corsa was crumpled, steam from what he presumed to be the
radiator rose into the night sky. Smoke from the air bags joined the steam as
they danced their vapour in the street light rays. </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif;">The driver hung half out of the
windscreen, his head at an awkward angle. Smith reached for a pulse, already
knowing there wouldn’t be one.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Control,
this is Quebec Delta four nine two. We have one unconscious male with a head
injury,” He looked over to Newman for the condition of the front passenger.
Newman just shook his head. “And two fatalities.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">There
you are, the choice is yours. I wish you the best of luck.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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didn’t fancy dressing up tonight, but Matt had said she needed to. She there
she sat in the black dress he had begged her to wear. Its low cut V shape at
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by and read all the other flashes. The same picture but always 100 different
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size: large;">This is where I choose 400 words to showcase some of
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size: large;">Last week I left you with a cliff hanger, so it’s only
fair to continue the story. Last week was the end of a chapter, so this week we start a new one. Please note that this is all my own work, none of
which has been edited.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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are you ok?” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Ayasha asked as she placed
a hand on his shoulder.<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Did
you hear that?” Joe asked, knowing full well she wouldn’t have.<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“The
voice in your head again?” <o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size: large;">Joe
breathed out a sigh of irritation. “You know they are not in my head Ayasha.”
He snapped back.<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size: large;">She
looked up at him, her eyes full of sympathy. “Sorry.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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relaxed the frown that had formed across his forehead. He knew she didn’t mean
it the way it came out, but it bugged him non the less. Like so many times
before he would brush it off. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">But what if
they are in my head? What if I am going crazy?</i> He forced those thoughts
from his mind and started to walk on through the woods. The bluebells were just
starting to open up, giving the bed a purple haze. <o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“What
did she say this time?” Ayasha asked, as she walked beside him and placed her
hand in his.<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size: large;">That
simple action brushed away the irritation her comment had caused. She was a
good woman, the best.<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“She
was just calling Yoseph again, asking where he was. Her voice is so desperate
and haunting, like she is trying to find him.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“You’re
sure she is saying Yoseph?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Absolutely.
I know it’s so close to my name,” Joe said as their gazes met.<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Any
Idea who she is?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Nope.
She doesn’t say anything else, just calls for Yoseph mostly. You know,” Joe
continued with a smirk on his face. “Wouldn’t it be cool if I had this soul
trapped inside my body that I was able to communicate with?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size: large;">Ayasha
looked up at him with eyebrows raised. “Really?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“You
don’t believe in ghosts?” he asked in a serious tone.<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size: large;">There
was something that flashed in her eyes, but before Joe could name the emotion,
it was gone, but not without leaving him feeling uneasy.<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Ghosts?
No.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size: large;">Joe
broke away from her gaze and looked at the muddy path they were following.<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Witches,
shifters, mind controllers, now they. They are worth believing in?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“You’re
joking right?” Joe said with a chuckle as he stopped walking and looked at her.
Her eyes stayed focused on him, her face still and lips showing no sign of a
smirk. “You’re serious?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Absolutely.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;">Hello and welcome back to
Sexy Snippets.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;">Hope you have all been
keeping well since last week.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;">This weeks snippets is
from current WIP, Yoseph, which is the sequel to Alana. This is unedited:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;">For all the woman’s wisdom, she was out of touch when
it came to Joe.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;">“No grandmother, he still thinks he is half crazy.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;">“Are you in love with him?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;">Ayasha felt her cheeks burn at her grandmother’s
question. Anger started to rumble in the pit of her stomach.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;">“It doesn’t matter what I fell for Joe. Because of all
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snippet. Don’t forget to pop by and see all the other writers taking part
today. You can find them all right here:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="wsite-text"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;">Until next time, take
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">We have found our forever home in a lovely little village where our daughter
goes to school. The only problem is that I am not so much a patient person when
it comes to getting what I want. I have visually moved my furniture into the
new house, and would like to have a move date now lol. Fingers crossed it will
be mid-June when we get to move, but I’ll keep you posted.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">Okay, so back to #FFF, this is where we are given a picture
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">He covered her waist with his strong arms, interlocking his
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">“It’s beautiful. There has always been something about that
willow tree that brings a calming effect. Its leaves remind me of tears that
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em><span style="font-size: large;">“You’re right,” he answered as he gave her playful shove
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<span style="font-size: large;">Hello and welcome back to Thursday Tasters. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">This is where we post a snippet of our current work, with no more than 400 words. This week I have chosen to give you a snippet from Yoseph, my current WIP. This is completely unedited...you have been warned.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Alana, are you ok?” Nick asked. She felt his hand on
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“I can’t stop this bleed. Mr Valaskin, you need to
take your son,” The midwife said as she expertly detached the baby from Alana’s
breast, wrapped him in a towel and handed placed him in Nick’s arms. “We have
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of her past flashing through her mind. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">There</i>.
She focused on the image. A boy was laughing at her. She focused on his face,
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Yosheph? You want to call our son Yoseph?” Nick spoke
to Alana as the midwives started to pull her bed out of the room. “We’ll call
him whatever you like, just stay with my baby, okay?” Nick pleaded as he walked
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where are you</span></i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; line-height: 200%;">? Alana searched her memories but try as
she may, she couldn’t find him. She felt alone and scared. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">I need you Yoseph</i>.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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blood,” A voice in the distance said. Alana couldn’t focus any more. Her mind
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next time, take care.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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J.P. Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05033779212923707114noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145017139904045590.post-11841333858030576802015-05-10T09:08:00.004+01:002015-05-10T09:08:44.462+01:00Sexy Snippets - Behind The Makeup<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: large;">What a week it has been! Only four days this week, due to the Bank Holiday here, but my goodness, it was long. Behind The Makeup released on Tuesday, so it has been non stop but I have loved every bit of it. </span><br />
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home to North West London to complete the final dates of her last tour. Then
her way word brother gets in trouble with the police again, and she is about
ready to wash her hands of him. Only he’s dead. She finds herself caught up in
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chosen career, just one he landed on after taking a break from the police
force. When Beth’s brother is killed and the investigation around his death
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the right words. He wanted to tell her how much she meant to him, but at the
same time he didn’t want to scare her away. Beth looked directly into his eyes.
She held her stare for a moment more, before her body relaxed underneath him
and she stopped trying to roll him over onto his back. Gareth leaned over her
and kissed down her neck, his hands working her T-shirt free from the waist
line of her jeans. He pulled the top up her body, and his hand glided over her
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between the cotton fabric and her flesh, as his hands cupped her fullness and
he stroked her proud nipple with his thumb. She took a sharp intake of breath
and arched her back off the bed. He could see the goose bumps prickle on her
arm as he massaged her breast, revelling in the way her body responded to his
touch. With a keen mind to have her naked, he stripped her of her clothes
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pulled Beth against him, so they were chest to chest. Her hand slid up and down
his back, her nails applying pressure and sent sizzling heat straight to his
crotch. Beth wriggled against him, teasing him. Before she could take any
control, he pulled back and shuffled down the bed so he was eye level with her
belly button. He took in a deep breath, sealed his lips against her skin and
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with the blurb, cover work and buy link for Behind The Makeup.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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home to North West London to complete the final dates of her last tour. Then
her way word brother gets in trouble with the police again, and she is about
ready to wash her hands of him. Only he’s dead. She finds herself caught up in
a police investigation, where her past secrets catch up with her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size: large;">Gareth Buchanan is Beth’s bodyguard. It wasn’t his
chosen career, just one he landed on after taking a break from the police
force. When Beth’s brother is killed and the investigation around his death
unravels, he finds himself getting very close to Beth. With a desperate need to
protect her, Gareth is forced to confront is own ghost.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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out who is behind her brother’s death. Can they face their past to find peace
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J.P. Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05033779212923707114noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145017139904045590.post-77972325492078589272015-05-07T00:00:00.000+01:002015-05-07T00:00:05.171+01:00Cherie Nicholls - Wind Born<br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Hello again and boy do I have a treat for you! Today I am leaving you in the amazingly talented arms of Cherie Nicholls and her #outnow Wind Born. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Before I hand over, I wanted to share an interview I had with Cherie.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Q: What was it that gave you inspiration for this story?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">A: Everyone knows I love a shifter but outside of my book Property
Lines, I’ve not really played with witches. What can be more exciting than a powerful
elemental witch with a white lion for a best friend? I really enjoyed writing
it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Q: Can you give a brief explanation as to what the story is
about?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">A: It’s about Aura, the air elemental and her best friend
Luka the white lion and their relationship. Luka is firmly stuck in the best
friend zone. Or as he puts it, is in fact King of the Best Friend Zone.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Q: Who is your fav character and why?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">A: I love them both. Which is strange cause I usually pick
one over the other, but in this book I actually identify with both.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Q: Do you have a favourite part in the story, other than the
happy ending?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">A: Yeah, everytime they argue, which they do a lot for best
friends. They can be quite creative with their putdowns.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Q: If you had to choose between pizza and Nandos, which
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<span style="font-size: large;">A: Pizza. God invented pepperoni for a reason… to make pizza
great!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Now you know here a little more, lets get back to Wind Born.</span><br />
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Amazing cover right? I'll let Cherie tell you more...</span><br />
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">Thank you for having me!<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">Ok this is my book, Wind Born and it’s been
a little bit of a labor of love. Those who know me, know that I’m not always
able to dedicate the time I’d like to writing. Wind Born has taken me over a
year to write, seriously. <o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">But this annoying Air Element just wouldn’t
leave me alone, so I was forced to write her story. Man when you’re a High
Priestess you sure do expect everyone to do as you say… rude!<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">Let me introduce you to Aura and her best
friend, Luka.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">Luka Barend is an
alpha lion shifter, member of the Shifter Council, teacher, and big brother.
He's also stuck firmly in the “friend zone.” In point of fact he is King of the
Best Friend zone. Sometimes it really sucks to be him.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Aura Vietor is a High
Priestess, an air elemental witch, and a woman who really, really wants Luka to
realize that his best friend is actually a woman, with needs. Many, many dirty
needs. Stupid blind lion shifter!</span><span lang="EN-US"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">Luka lay facedown on his bed and wondered,
not for the first time, what he could’ve done in a previous life to be cursed
with a family like this.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">Granted, what with them all being orphaned
at young ages and ending up in children’s homes, he’d not had much choice. But
still he must’ve really pissed off a couple of gods in a previous life if this
crazy menagerie was his punishment.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“So I said to her, ‛Baby, if you’re
impressed now, you should see what I can do with it.’ And let me tell you, she
was really impressed.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">He looked up at one of his younger brothers
and glared. In nature, lions and wolves didn’t mix. Sadly, that wasn’t the case
here. He was a lion shifter, and Nate—well, Nate was a pain-in-the-ass
wolf-coyote shifter. Another perk of being in an adopted, mixed breed family.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Is there a reason you’re in my house?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Sure.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">He waited, but Nate didn’t seem to want to
offer more.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Nate, it’s been a long day. I’ve been in a
council meeting for the last five hours. Tell me why you’re here before I shift
and bite your tiny little wolf head off.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Seriously, bro, since you made the
council, your fun meter has dropped, like, twenty percent.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Nathaniel!”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Geez, chill. I’m here because Aura was
looking for you. Something about a ritual and the lake. If she needs a sex
sacrifice, I’m totally up for that.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">Luka dropped his head back to the bed and
groaned.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Please tell me you didn’t offer her your
services.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“I thought about it, and then I remembered
the last time I kindly offered my time and how it took a month for the green
color to fade from my fur.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Smart move. I’ll give her a call. Now get
out.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“I’m crashing here tonight,” Nate threw
over his shoulder as he headed for the door.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“You have your own place.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Yeah, but your place is closer. I mean I’m
literally already standing in it. So, win.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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was true he did have his own place, but more often than not, Luka would walk
into the kitchen to find one or more of his siblings there.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">He was sure some psychologists would say it
had to do with their childhoods. How losing their parents at such young ages
had affected them. Now they would cling together, needing each other’s presence
to feel secure and connected.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">Personally, he thought that was all crap
and they just liked eating him out of house and home.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">With a resigned sigh, he rolled onto his
back and grabbed his phone off the bedside table.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">He punched the quick-dial number and waited
for the call to be answered. It didn’t matter that it was near midnight. There
wasn’t a worry that he’d wake up the person at the other end. Aura was a night
owl, something he’d learned as a kid.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“About goddamn time, freak,” was the
greeting he received. As tired as he was, he couldn’t help smiling.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Sorry if I wasn’t waiting by the phone for
your call, hag.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“What were you doing? Off licking your own
ass?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“No, I was with the council planning our
witch hunt.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Yeah, like you’d have any chance against
us.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Us? Who said anything about the others?
Nope, we’re just planning on hunting whining air elemental witches.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Flea-ridden alley cat.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Reject from <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">The Wizard of Oz.</i>”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">There was silence on the other end for a
second before he heard the snorted laugh.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">The sound warmed his heart. Aura might be
an air elemental witch, a rare breed of witch to say the least. She might even
be one of the most powerful magical women in the world. But first and foremost,
she was his best friend. And wasn’t that all sorts of fun. Somewhere in their
teen years he’d landed not only in the friend zone, but he was in point of
fact, king of the best-friend zone. Yay him.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“So what did that boring group of dried up
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“That group of has-beens is the authority
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Yeah, yeah, whatever. I told you when they
asked you to join that you’d be at least nine hundred years too young. But no,
you wouldn’t listen. So deal with it, kitten.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“No, please, Aura. You’re drowning me with
your admiration.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Bite me.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Only if you ask me nice.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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line again and willed his body not to react. He’d have more chance swimming up
a waterfall.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“So, I hear you were looking for me,” he
said, and tried hard to distract his body and the part of him that was getting
hard at the thought of her luscious mouth on it.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Sure was. The full moon is coming.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“And? Happens all the time.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Yes, I know that, o wise one. But this one
is different. It’s a blood moon. Rare and very powerful. I need to have a
ceremony down at the lake. It’s going to happen, but I figured I should get
your approval first, what with you being all council-like now. That way the
boring old farts can’t shut me down.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“You ask so nicely too.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“You want nice? Okay, fine.” He closed his
eyes. He knew what was coming and so did his body. “Please, Luka. Oh, oh, oh,
God, please, Luka,” she panted down the line. “I promise to be a good girl,
really good…oh, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">mmm</i>, so good.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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“You’re getting better at that.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“I should be. Practice does make perfect.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">That dragged a silent snarl from him. The
thought of another man’s hands on what he’d always considered his had his lion
pawing to get out.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Fine, have your little magic show at the
lake. But don’t poison the lake, don’t burn anything down, and, Aura, if you
really must be naked, at least put up a border spell so I don’t find a group of
teenagers all standing there watching you and your coven.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Man, Nate was right—you really have lost
your fun side. Okay, fine, Mr. Prude. I’ll make sure the poor innocent boys are
shielded from our perfection. I guess I shouldn’t really ruin them for all the
other women.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“I appreciate it. Now go away. I have
sleeping to do, and your cackle grates on my last nerve.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Yeah, love you too, twinkle.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;">Hello and welcome to Release day for Behind The Makeup. It’s so nice of you to drop by
and celebrate with me. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;">I’m here to talk about my new release, Behind The
Makeup, which is out TODAY. I have been so excited about this story. It has
been a thrill for me to see how the story and characters all evolved from a
simple makeup advertisement on T.V. Well, they do say inspiration can strike at
any time.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;">So this is the cover:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;">Elizabeth Rhey is a world class singer who has come
home to North West London to complete the final dates of her last tour. Then
her way word brother gets in trouble with the police again, and she is about
ready to wash her hands of him. Only he’s dead. She finds herself caught up in
a police investigation, where her past secrets catch up with her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;">Gareth Buchanan is Beth’s bodyguard. It wasn’t his
chosen career, just one he landed on after taking a break from the police
force. When Beth’s brother is killed and the investigation around his death
unravels, he finds himself getting very close to Beth. With a desperate need to
protect her, Gareth is forced to confront is own ghost.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;">Both their lives are turned upside down as they find
out who is behind her brother’s death. Can they face their past to find peace
for their future?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt;">PC Duncan Smith hung onto the handle bar
as his partner expertly navigated the patrol car down the dark winding roads
toward the address they had been given. The blue flashing light of the siren
intermittently lit the way, before they were plunged back into darkness,
relying on their full beamed front lights to guide their way. Usually they
would do the blues and two’s (as they were more popularly known) on the way to
a suspected burglary. On this occasion however, the call had come from an
occupant inside the house, so for their safety, they needed to get there
urgently but quietly.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Hold up, what’s that?” PC Paul Newman
asked from the driver’s seat. His gaze brought Smith’s attention to fast-moving
shadows up ahead. As they neared the house they were looking for, two white
males dashed out in front of them and scrambled into a waiting red hatch back
car. They were dressed in dark clothing and both had their arms full, carrying
obscure objects, along with a sports bag. The car sped off up the road before
the last person had the chance to close the back passenger door.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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partner’s mind. “Control, this is Quebec Delta four nine two, we are in pursuit
of what we believe to be the intruders of Belleview Road. The roads are dry and
light with traffic. Do we have permission to proceed?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Quebec Delta four nine two, you have
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt;">“We are in pursuit of a red Vauxhall
Corsa, registration Lima Echo 04 Foxtrot, Hotel Lima. Current speed forty-seven
miles per hour in a forty speed zone.” Smith continued to give the control room
details of which roads they were traveling down and the speeds both cars were driving
at. It was important to give as much detail to the driving conditions of both
vehicles, for both safety and accountability, should anything go wrong. Sadly,
in his experience, it usually ended up with the failing to stop car causing an
accident.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt;">“He’s heading out onto the North
Circular.” Newman stated, as he predicted where the car was going to head next.
Duncan swallowed down the fear of his experience. The North Circular was a busy
road. Though this time of night traffic would be light, it was still used as it
is the main circular road to get from one side of London to the next. Some of
the corners are tight, and travelling at excessive speeds… Smith tried not to
think about it as they carried on driving at a safe distance down the Harrow
Road toward Wembley. True to Newman’s prediction, the Corsa jumped through the
red lights, and turned left down onto the North Circular toward the A40.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt;">Visibility was much better due to the
street lights that lit up the road ahead. Their driving speed was now in excess
of eighty miles an hour at times, with hard breaking around some of the tight
turns the road offered. The car in front swerved across two lanes and slammed
on the breaks to avoid hitting another car. Smith pushed his feet down on the
foot-well of the car and leaned back in his chair as if he was willing the car
to stop. Fortunately it was a near miss. “This is going to end in tears,” Smith
said out loud to Newman.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt;">Newman backed off from the red car to put
more stopping distance between them, hoping it would encourage them to reduce
their speed, as the pressure to get away would be reduced. He drove behind the
Corsa in the left hand lane, anticipating them to exit, but the red car
suddenly sped up and drifted across the lanes to the right side.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt;">“The A40 is up next.” Newman stated his
prediction once again so that PC Smith could relate back to control. They could
see the traffic lights ahead that indicated the crossroads of the North
Circular and the A40. They were red. Both officers looked at each other as
Newman instinctively slowed his car. The red Corsa carried on at high speed
with no intention of stopping for the red lights. There were a few cars
drifting past, but not few enough. The sounds of horns and tires screeching were
enough to chill any warm-blooded animal. Both Smith and Newman had no option
but to watch and report back to control, as the red car floored it through the
red lights. Cars traveling from the left swerved to avoid the Corsa. Amazingly,
the red car made it through the junction without getting hit. None of the other
cars had collided with each other. But it wasn’t over. Newman increased his
speed to follow the red car once more as he meandered his way through the now
stationary cars on the junction.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt;">“He’s lost it,” Newman said as they
watched the red car veer left and right as the driver fought to control the
car. The driver pulled the car off to the left much too quickly, causing the
Corsa to skid sideways across three lanes of traffic, up onto the bank and wrap
itself around a tree.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Control, we have an RTC on North Circular
Road Southbound just after A40 junction,” Smith said as he spoke into his
radio. He hopped out of the car just before Newman had brought it to a complete
stop.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt;">Newman pulled the hand break up with such
force, you could hear the gear mechanism grind together and then jumped out of
the car to follow Smith.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt;">Smith reached the back of the red car and
could hear soft moans from the back passenger side. As he opened the door, a
young man was slouched across the back seat, his head was oozing a crimson
river and he wasn’t conscious. Smith felt for a pulse, it was faint. Newman was
busy assessing the front passenger so he made his way to the driver.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt;">The front of the red Corsa was crumpled,
steam from what he presumed to be the radiator rose into the night sky. Smoke
from the air bags joined the steam as they danced their vapour in the street
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Control, this is Quebec Delta four nine two.
We have one unconscious male with a head injury,” He looked over to Newman for
the condition of the front passenger. Newman just shook his head. “And two
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