Monday, March 31, 2014

Switching Lanes for Today's Line of the Day...

After almost a week of insomnia, I was beyond exhausted today. I simply didn't get as much done as I would have liked. I did, however, spend some time on one particular scene in "Two Doms and a Baby (The Doms of Kinky, Kansas Book 2)." Because of the emotionally revealing nature of this scene, I decided it was best to not share a snippet just yet. 

Instead, I'm returning to Serenity to share a little something-something (unedited, of course) about Adeline Raines's three heroes. I hope y'all don't mind.


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Images of Jace, Josh, and Trev appeared before Addy’s eyes. Her heart leapt at the mere thought of the three gorgeous hunks of men. Jayson was a highly sought after playboy actor, Josh a bad-boy billionaire who’d worked his way from the bottom of the barrel to the top of Forbes World's Five-Hundred Richest People list, and then there was Trevor Parrish. The man’s family couldn’t have had bluer blood than if they’d all been born Smurfs. And all of the men were best friends. And they all shared everything, except women.

-Adeline Raines's Untitled Story (Sweet Serenity Book 6)

Sunday, March 30, 2014

Sunday's Kinky Line of the Day

Paige stiffened, her eyes narrowing into slits. “You lily-livered son of a buzzard.” 
-Two Doms and a Baby (The Doms of Kinky, Kansas Book 2)

Saturday, March 29, 2014

Saturday's Kinky Line of the Day...

Declan almost felt sorry for Luc. Almost. The man could bear a lot of shit. What he couldn’t bear was a woman whose feelings had been hurt. And if she cried, he was truly fucked. But Declan couldn’t control his lying sack of troublemaking shit brother. And he didn’t particularly want to. So he figured Luc might as well bend over and take it like the man he was.

-Two Doms and a Baby (The Doms of Kinky, Kansas Book 2)

Friday, March 28, 2014

Friday's Kinky Line of the Day

Today's LOD comes from Two Doms and a Baby (The Doms of Kinky, Kansas Book 2)...

The newly renovated burlesque bar was nothing like it once was. The Looking Glass used to be Kinky’s Kathouse, and the aptly named hole-in-the-wall had been nothing more than a run-down dump with sticky, shabby seating, seedy decorations that should have been burned at the stake, and skanky strippers, who’d looked like they’d been ridden hard, put up wet, then dragged back out and ridden all over again. It had not been Lucian’s kind of place. This, however, was. With its low, sultry lighting, lipstick red walls, and seductive vibe, it was exactly what Lucian needed tonight—an escape from reality before he faced the firing squad he called friends and family.

Thursday, March 27, 2014

Tease-tastic Thursday!

I woke up in the mood to share. So I thought I would post a little tease of one of my WIP's on here. This is a little something, something from Two Doms and a Baby, the second book in The Doms of Kinky, Kansas series.

I hope you enjoy. And please keep in mind, this is unedited so go easy on me.

Have a great Thursday, y'all! XOXOXO!

Love and cherries,

           “Did you hear me?” Kylia asked.
           Lucian frowned. Of course he’d heard her. She was getting married. The woman he’d loved for the majority of his life was engaged—to someone else. Even worse, that someone else just happened to be his best friend, the only other person he’d ever loved. “I did, KK,” he finally made himself utter. “You and Declan are getting married.” He didn’t add, “And you’re going to have kids and be a family while I sit at home alone with blue balls and a bad attitude.” Though, he desperately wanted to say it.
            “Don’t sound so excited, Luc.”
            Excited? Had she lost her goddamn mind? He’d waited twenty-one years to get into Declan’s bed. He’d waited even longer to get into hers. Now that he had, he’d been thrown out, and Declan was making sure he stayed out. The dirty, rotten, underhanded asswipe.  “I’m just…surprised. That’s all.”
            “Surprised?” Kylia echoed, her sultry voice rife with confusion. “I thought Declan would have told you before he proposed.”
            Yeah, right. Declan didn’t tell Lucian anything these days. After their hardcore, heart-stopping, mind-blowing session with Kylia in one of the exhibition rooms at The Edge, Declan had pretty much cut Lucian out of his life completely.
Frustration, betrayal, and fury congealed inside Luc, the emotions coursing through his veins, thick, hot, and heavy. He blew out a long, excruciating breath then sank down onto the leather bench at the foot of his bed. Scrubbing his hand across his face, he muttered, “He must have forgotten.”
What a lie. Declan hadn’t forgotten a damned thing. He never forgot, not anything, not ever. The infuriating man made elephants look like amnesiacs, which only proved that he’d set out to go behind Lucian’s back. The ungrateful, gutless rat-bastard.
Kylia gave an atypical, indelicate snort. “Right. And I don’t like getting spanked.”
Lucian nearly groaned as memories of that night came rushing back, bombarding his brain and flooding his mind. The way her warm, buttery blonde hair had felt as he'd fisted it, so soft and satiny, the sweet scent of lavender on her silky, creamy skin, it was all there, taunting him, reminding him of what he couldn’t have—her. How she’d felt on top of him and beneath him, her stunning body conforming to his, her hot, little cunt accepting him, taking all of him and milking his dick dry. It was so vivid, so real. It was like reliving it all again.
Pure, undiluted lust swept through Lucian. The pain that had been ravaging his chest was quickly overshadowed by the desperate throb of his cock. He needed her. God, he needed her in ways he’d never needed another soul. Except Declan. And that pissed him the hell off.
Anger sent Lucian surging to his feet and storming across the room. Livid with himself, with Declan, and the damned situation in general, he glared out the picture window. How could Declan do this to him? How could he give Lucian a taste of Heaven then doom him straight to Hell? And what was Lucian going to do about it?