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YOU: a serialized novel

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YOU

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I’ve been brought to the pit. He’s to fight for me again. When the next piece of flesh thrown down there is dead, he’ll have me. He’s seen me. Smelled me. Tasted me. Only one thing remains.

My sanity fled weeks ago. I pass the time with nothing other than the number of moments I’m forced to stand by this pit.

Screams echo in the dark cavern and reverberate deep in my chest. I’m forced to listen. Forced to stay. Forced to endure this endless torment.

Me, standing by this pit.

Me, listening to the screams.

This is how I measure time.

In the days before these brutal fights, he paces the confines of our cell, growling promises of what he’ll visit on me. Of course, he can’t touch me. Not yet. Such privileges must be earned, like the final violation he seeks.

In the dankness of that pit, he will put another life to a brutal end. Your life.

Once each week—I think it’s a week? Sometimes the space between then and now feels spread out along an endless eternity. Where was I? Oh, right. They bring us here. Him and me. Lowering him down to fight while forcing me to listen. And You. They bring you. He needs someone to kill.

You arrive to meet your opponent. Those gathered hush with your arrival. The clanking of your chains drags my attention from the dankness of the pit to the rough walls of stone, and the one source of light in the room.

In the space between light and darkness, shadows dance over the hardened planes of your rough cut muscle. Bipedal, you’re humanoid, but your face is buried in the dark. Your strength is undeniable, but it won’t be enough. And if it is, I will begin this dance from the beginning. Your victories bringing the sight, smell, taste, and touch of me to your depredations. Or worse…that is, if you win.

You’re a mystery. In this foul place, they anticipate your fear-stench, hunger for it even. They will lap up your terror, devour it, and revel in the power it brings them.

Even if you win, one day you will turn from victor to loser. It’s inevitable.

I wonder if you wouldn’t prefer the quicker death? I would join you on that journey, except they keep their precious prize alive with a religious devotion.

And there you are, magnificent and proud, but no more than a passing glimpse before the Deep Dark swallows you with one step from darkness, to light, and back into shadow.

Tall. Powerful. A ferocity coils within you. Even I can sense that. And while I have my own questions, these monsters have but one.

Will he die? Will he win? Will we feast upon his fear?

And I shudder, wondering the same. My gaze locks on the glowing amber of your eyes. Not human. You are another monster.

Damn.

The shaking in my limbs intensifies making the chains dangling from my shackles rattle in the hushed silence. The sound is shrill in my ears and accelerates my fear.

I don’t mean to wish you harm, but the thought does cross my mind. A moment’s glimpse reveals your broad shoulders before they block the light.

Why couldn’t you be frail and weak? It would be easier on you. Your features bring forth images of lethal power, dominant strength, feral lust, and imminent death.

Your alien body vibrates the very air, filling it with fury and rage. Mine answers, a weak response, fluttering outward before dissipating in the rankness of the air. I barely exist. You see, I know defeat.

Whether you win down there or not, you will soon know it too.

Fear spikes through me, but I force myself to calm, unwilling to feed our captors’ hunger more than I already have. I do not belong to you. Not yet. That privilege must be earned.

The beast down there? He’s not sane. This place does that to a person. It breaks apart a mind, feeding fears until it cracks. I’m barely sane, and that thing in the pit? He’s killed four others, and knows what he earns with this fifth, and final victory. Your death.

My dear warrior, I fear you, but I fear him more.

Kill him. Kill him, for me.

I ask that you live.

We’ll begin another game, and I’ll dance around the cracks in my mind. This place is hell. There is no escape, but I’d rather face hell with you than with him.

The Deep Dark closes around the gathering, shrouding us in nothingness. For me, I accept the lack of light. I’ve long since abandoned hope. I embrace my fate, or at least what my mind whispers into the deepening cracks in my sanity.

It begins now.

You’re nothing but a twisting bulk of muscle, breathing hard as our captors maneuver you over the pit. Beneath your feet He waits to rip and rend. None of his bouts last more than a few of my strangled breaths. Each brings him one step closer to his prize, one I will not survive. His rut will be my ruin.

The platform sways beneath your feet, boards creaking and groaning with your weight. Your chains clang, and your breath rattles the air. Long, ponderous pulls of life giving oxygen—a substance you won’t need much longer—are wasted on you.

Will they hand you the key? They don’t always. It’s a tease. They enjoy playing with their toys. Not that you have time to free yourself. That desire for freedom is nourishment they suck into their lungs as you cling to a desperate hope.

But what do I care? I already count you among the dead.

Why waste breath on you at all?

Except, even if you are as bad as him, a win today grants me a reprieve. You earn a glimpse of me, your future prize. I gain something much more valuable.

Time.

Four more opportunities to pray another monster will take your place and reset the clock to my ruin.

A guttural laugh signals the beginning of the end. From the rustling, I deduce they’ve given you the key. Now it’s up to you. Unlock your chains or brace for your fall.

Beside me, Ranckor’s breath fills the air. His foul stench rolls over me, making me gag.

“This one is-s-s…s-s-strong,” he hisses into my ear. “Icknor gave him the wrong key. What do you think will happen when he drops-s-s?”

My conditioning keeps my revulsion in check. I’d once been a warrior, if you can believe that. I was not always this pathetic thing.

Ranckor would fuck me if he could, but his body is incompatible with my physiology. They aren’t here for that. Ranckor. Icknor. All of them. They get off on my fight for survival. My fear feeds them. Yours, too. That surge of adrenaline in your body? It is a feast to them. You have no idea how you nourish our captors. But you will learn.

With a slurp of his forked tongue, Ranckor yanks on the chain which releases you into the pit. You drop into dark depths. There you will battle for life, and I will pray for death.

 

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5 DAYS and Counting! Finding Peace is coming! Releases September 30th!

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Abby Knight’s promising start as a family physician is cut short by an abusive relationship. She leaves a painful past behind and trades the hustle and bustle of city living for the more sedate pace of country life.

She’s excited to join her Uncle’s family practice in Peace, and looks forward to many years working by his side.

As for relationships? Abby’s not interested. The only thing she cares about is establishing her medical practice and maybe finding a little bit of peace along the way.

However, a freak blizzard in May, quirky llamas, and a determined rancher have other plans in mind.

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“Everyone wants a place to call home – a place where you know you belong and are needed, loved, and wanted. This story of Abby and Drake takes you on that journey – Abby was running from a past that stole her dreams and hopes for the future. But in running from her past she ran straight into Drake – and the chemistry between the two was undeniable. The writing is amazing and the characters are well developed. You get a little of everything in here, from steamy and sexy to sweet and tender. This is just an incredibly beautiful story that warms your heart! By facing her fears and living in the moment – can Abby truly find peace? You really need to read this one to find out!”

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Abby Knight’s promising start as a family physician is cut short by an abusive relationship. She leaves a painful past behind and trades the hustle and bustle of city living for the more sedate pace of country life.

She’s excited to join her Uncle’s family practice in Peace, and looks forward to many years working by his side.

As for relationships? Abby’s not interested. The only thing she cares about is establishing her medical practice and maybe finding a little bit of peace along the way.

However, a freak blizzard in May, quirky llamas, and a determined rancher have other plans in mind.

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“…Driving down the road in a blinding May snowstorm, Abby is recalling the events that led to her decision to move to Peace. Her abusive ex, Jacob, is weighing heavily in her thoughts, when…. MOOSE! THERE’S A MOOSE IN THE ROAD!!!! Abby swerves to miss the beast and ends up stranded in a ditch.

Snow is blowing, it’s getting colder and colder, and Abby has no clue where she is. She knows she was only a couple of miles outside of Peace, so Abby leaves her vehicle and starts to walk to town… or does she? Surrounded by wolves, Abby does her best to scare them away, when out of the squall arrives a savior…. A gun toting, tall, mysteriously scarred cowboy….

Drake hears the wolves howling…. And knows… something or someone is in danger. Expecting the wolves to be threatening a neighbor’s livestock, he is stunned to see a woman in the storm. Drake shoots the wolves, and turns to Abby, expecting a thank you. Sparks immediately fly……

Enjoyable book, with a hint of erotica and a kiss of kink; it’s a fast read that kept me captivated until the end.”

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The Collective: We All Fall Down NOW LIVE!

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We All Fall Down
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This is the sequel to Quills and Daggers by erotic romance author Chris Genovese. It’s also book 10 in The Collective, a series of standalone novellas where the characters from the different books intertwine and are all part of the big city terrorized by Simple Simon and his trail of dead bodies. You’ll get much more out of this book if you read the entire 10-book series, but Quills and Daggers 1 and Quills and Daggers 2: We All Fall Down are companion books. You must read the first one in order to truly understand the second.

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Season 1:

We’ve set the stage, created the characters, and fashioned a world full of twists and turns. Now it’s your turn to sit back and immerse yourself in this incredible series. Each episode weaves the characters and storylines of ten standalone novels together to give you an epic crossover series. We’ve left you breadcrumbs, tidbits of information intertwined throughout our stories. Can you find them? Can you collect the clues we’ve left and become part of The Collective and solve the case?

No one is safe as a killer goes on a killing spree. Will The Collective stop him in time? Will you? Featured authors in order of appearance- Riley Edwards, Erin Trejo, Ellie Masters, Elias Raven, Chris Genovese, and Carver Pike

The Collective Season 1

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The Collective: Becoming His NOW LIVE!

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Becoming His – The Collective-Season one Episode Eight

 
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BECOMING HIS
Deliciously Dark and Daring…

County Coroner, Sally Levenson, hasn’t dated since the death of her husband five years ago. Intelligent but shy, she’s hidden herself from the world. Her days are a never-ending cycle of eat, work, sleep, and repeat, and she’s suffocating in the monotony of her life. That is, until she met Derek Lemark, a man whose money makes money, and who controls every aspect of his life.

Derek finds Sally captivating, intelligent, but shy. He opens doors to new possibilities and forbidden desires, but what he offers comes with a price. He’s given Sally a choice. Green opens doors to hidden desires, while Red ends everything.

Red or Green?

Continue Derek and Sally’s journey into the world of BDSM and powerplay! Where delicious and dark becomes sinful and sensuous.

Becoming His

Season 1:

We’ve set the stage, created the characters, and fashioned a world full of twists and turns. Now it’s your turn to sit back and immerse yourself in this incredible series. Each episode weaves the characters and storylines of ten standalone novels together to give you an epic crossover series. We’ve left you breadcrumbs, tidbits of information intertwined throughout our stories. Can you find them? Can you collect the clues we’ve left and become part of The Collective and solve the case?

No one is safe as a killer goes on a killing spree. Will The Collective stop him in time? Will you? Featured authors in order of appearance- Riley Edwards, Erin Trejo, Ellie Masters, Elias Raven, Chris Genovese, and Carver Pike

Becoming His Teaser One

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“The chemistry between Sally and Derek is electrifying!!” ~ Goodreads Reviewer

This book is great. It kept me captivated from the beginning to the end, leaving me breathless. The story was a complete emotional rollercoaster with all the feels. Oh, and there was some hot sex scenes that will have your heart beating faster too. Believe me, this is one book you do not want to miss. Read it and find out what happens. ” ~ Goodreads Reviewer

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When not writing, Ellie can be found outside, where her passion for all things outdoor reigns supreme: ATV-ing, scuba diving, hiking, and breathing fresh air are top on her list. Ellie’s favorite way to spend an evening is curled up on a couch, laptop in place, watching a fire, drinking a good wine, and bringing forth all the characters from her Mind-to-the-Page and eventually into the hearts of her readers.

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Forked Tale: Cursed to Walk in the Light Part IX and X

What is a forked tale?

Well, it’s a tale we write together. I write and give you two options….We all vote. Majority rules and the story takes root…

Welcome to the next installment of Ellie Masters’ Whiskey Wednesday. Haven’t read part one of Cursed to Walk in the Light? Well click here to catch yourself up!

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PART Nine BEGINS NOW….

HORSE

The horse reared again, and would’ve come down on the man, trampling him too, but Irynia kicked it in the flank and guided the beast to the side. Its sharp hooves barely missed the man, and she released the reins, allowing herself to fall back, where she tumbled to the ground in a heap.

She even added a dramatic shriek, something sure to snag the man’s attention. He released his father’s broken body and sprang to her rescue, grabbing the reins of the horse and pulling it away, lest she be trampled too.

Idiot.

Didn’t he know that beast wouldn’t dare harm her? Of course not. Men were creatures with simple minds. She reached out with her thoughts, soothing the animal. It snorted and stomped the hard-packed earth, but calmed. The man seemed surprised, but said nothing. His gaze had latched firmly onto her, forgetting his father in the process. Already, she could taste the richness of his essence, and desired more than this painful tease.

From her place on the ground, she had full view of him. The crumpled remains of the man’s father lay broken and bleeding not ten feet from her, but the man had eyes only for her, or rather the curves of her body. It might have something to do with how she’d allowed her top to gape open, revealing the honeyed expanse of her breasts. She would’ve smirked except that didn’t fit with the damsel in distress theme she was working.

“Oh,” she exclaimed, “please, forgive me, kind Sir.” She allowed tears to leak from her eyes and spill down her cheeks. “The horse, it’s a brutal beast. I’m so sorry…”

She made a play for being sorry about his father, but layered that heavily with female helplessness. As expected, once he had the horse standing placidly by the side of the road, he came to her, all thought for her and not for his father.

“Are you injured?” he asked.

Her hands made a pass down her body, one his lustful eyes followed with growing interest. “I don’t think so,” she said, adding an appropriate tremor to her voice.

“Here,” he said, extending his hand, “let me help you to your feet.”

“Thank you.”

He lifted with more force than necessary, which allowed her to tumble against his chest. She placed a palm over the hard expanse of muscle beneath his shirt, and glanced up, looking coy, beneath the curtain of her lashes. Slowly, she spread her hand out flat, pressing against him, to let him feel her more than casual interest. Beneath her soft touch, his body twitched.

“Oh my,” she cooed. “You’re so strong.” She placed weight on her foot, and cried out, clutching at his shirt, as she nearly fell. The fool steadied her. He was too enraptured to realize there was nothing wrong with her foot.

His lust billowed in the air, intoxicating her senses and driving her insatiable hunger to a frenzy.

“What’s wrong?” He asked, looking genuinely concerned.

“It’s my ankle,” she lied. “I’m afraid I must have twisted it during that fall.”

Without asking for her consent, he swept her into his arms. “Let me take you back to my house, and we can tend to that.”

Well, they’d be tending to much more than a simple ankle. She wrapped an arm over his shoulder, and allowed her fingers to rest ever so lightly against his nape. “You’re so kind.” Lightly, she teased her fingers through his hair, stroking him with slow purpose. Her touch would incite other, more intimate, desires in the man.

Without another look to his father, he headed down the road. Her horse glanced up, its dark eyes shifting with a growing intelligence, and it followed behind them. The man didn’t even notice the odd look the horse gave him.

A deep inhale of the warm air brought the delicious scent of his musk, but then she was distracted by the thundering of hooves. The noise came from the south bringing with it a contingent of soldiers approaching at a fast clip. A vanguard, they escorted an ornate carriage. The man holding her hopped to the side of the road, and didn’t even spare a glance for his father whose body would be trampled by the oncoming men.

Irynia arched a brow. She had one question. Should she stay with the man, or have a little fun with the soldiers?

PART Ten BEGINS NOW….

CARRIAGE

The answer to the question of whether to stay with the man who held her, or go with the soldiers was a little bit of both yes and no.

The soldiers drew near, and as their mounts pawed at the earth, flinging clods of mud, the men’s eyes strayed unerringly to Irynia and the man who carried her in his arms. The horses stared too, but their’s was one of a more inquisitive gaze, cautionary and interested.

“Do you need assistance?” The lead man asked.

Not a single soldier took note of the crumpled body in the middle of the road. Between one breath and the next, Irynia owned each aching stare, smacking lip, and hardening cock of the men.

“Oh, kind Sir,” she said, cooing and batting her lashes. Peeking out from them now, she glanced up at him and allowed her lips to curve into a smile. “We are fine now.”

The man holding her tightened his grip. His right foot shifted back, almost like he was intending to run from these men. Foolish and useless. Not that it mattered. In the last few moments, she decided she would have all of these men.

That first knight she’d drained had been a gluttony of sexual energy. He’d invigorated her and given her the boldness to approach her situation with greater confidence. She was pretty certain she could control how much she took, and she wanted to test out her theory before feasting on an entire contingent of soldiers.

One could be emptied of his vigor easily enough, but all twelve? She didn’t think she could handle that many at once. Definitely two, and maybe even three. Perhaps four? She kind of itched to try that now. But when the bodies piled up there would be questions and confrontations. That was a distraction she didn’t care to deal with.

Stupidity had never been a trait Ahimouth rewarded. Even though he’d been the one to escort her out of Hell, she had sensed a great reluctance within him. He cared for her, and she wasn’t going to throw that away by reckless actions. Death had separated her from her tormentor, but she vowed to walk in the light with honor, no matter how much she hated the harsh glare of the overhead sun. She vowed to return to Hell and resume her rightful place. Until then, she had much to learn. Her first lesson would be one of control.

Resting her hand on the farmer’s chest, it took little effort to modulate her voice. The soft sound was both sweet and enticing, and pitched loud enough to carry to the man hidden inside the carriage. Most likely, he depended on his escort to take care of roadside delays. His impatience was something she intended to use.

“We were just heading home,” she said, patting the farmer’s chest. “My husband and I have duties to perform.” Now every soldier had an image in their mind of what that might entail. Their lust sweetened the air and she breathed in the faint tendrils of their desire.

The farmer’s breathing hitched, and his cock twitched. It raised higher and bumped her ass. He hefted her in his grip, tucking her in close against his chest. Not bold enough to speak up, his silence annoyed her.

The lead soldier glanced at the road, perhaps noticing the crumpled body of the old man for the first time. His brow hitched. “Are you certain you’re all right?”

Her smile was faint, but brutally effective. “Kind Sir, of course I am. Thank you for your concern. It’s just a twist of my ankle.” She said nothing about the dead man in the road, dismissing him from conversation.

The soldier gave a fractional nod. “As you wish, but if you need anything…”

“Oh, if I need anything I won’t hesitate to call upon you. But, if your men are tired or thirsty from your ride, we have plenty to share.”

She had no idea what there was to share, or not share, not that it mattered. The hunger in her belly grew with each passing moment.

The curtains of the carriage drew back. Not far enough to see the man sitting inside, but she felt him. His dark cravings spilled outward, eager tendrils of desire stretching for her, and seeking her essence. In the darkness of his shrouded environment, he felt her nearly as much as she felt him.

She licked her lips and changed her mind. Gripping the farmer’s nape, she forced him to let her down. Maybe, he expected her to limp on the torn ligaments of her ankle, but she stepped straight and sure. Her gaze never once left the deep shadows of that carriage. Her heart pulsed with a growing need. The lead soldier hopped off his horse when her intent became clear, but he took only two steps before a deep voice growled out a command.

“Stay,” it said.

The soldier stopped in his tracks, while she continued on. It wasn’t necessary to reach for the door handle. The latch opened from inside and a thick hand pushed the door outward.

“Now you,” he said. “You come in.”

And she did. Her foot found the lower step. Her leg flexed. Her hand gripped the door. And her breath spilled out as she moved inside.

Two choices greeted her. She could take the empty bench across from him, play coy and demure. Or, she could straddle his lap. What she couldn’t do was drain him dry. When she exited this coach, twelve soldiers would be waiting on their lord to follow her outside. But maybe she could take a little taste.

Their eyes met. Twin pools of the deepest black latched on to her, and she made her choice.

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The Collective: Iron Claw MC, Part II, now LIVE!

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Iron Claw MC Part 2- The Collective-Season one Episode seven

 
 Iron Claw

NOW LIVE!

I’m the President of the Iron Claw MC. My family here is important to me, but so was Jess. She left me years ago when I couldn’t be the man she needed. Now she’s back. And so are a pile of bodies. Coincidence? I don’t know. With a killer running wild around San Fran, I need to figure out if our bodies are connected. I also have to deal with my feelings for Jess.

Season 1, Episode 7
We’ve set the stage, created the characters, and fashioned a world full of twists and turns. Now it’s your turn to sit back and immerse yourself in this incredible series. Each episode weaves the characters and storylines of ten standalone novels together to give you an epic crossover series. We’ve left you breadcrumbs, tidbits of information intertwined throughout our stories. Can you find them? Can you collect the clues we’ve left and become part of The Collective and solve the case?

Season One
No one is safe as a killer goes on a killing spree. Will The Collective stop him in time? Will you? Featured authors in order of appearance- Riley Edwards, Erin Trejo, Ellie Masters, Elias Raven, Chris Genovese, and Carver Pike

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Riley Edwards, Erin Trejo, Ellie Masters, Elias Raven, Chris Genovese, Carver Pike
 
This crossover series is a huge win for all the authors involved. Don’t miss any of the releases. Each book will pull you in, leave you wanting more while you teeter on the edge of your seat with suspense.” AmazonReviewer
 
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Riley Edwards – Unbroken (part one) 4.4.17 – http://amzn.to/2m4q79L
Erin Trejo – Iron Claw MC 4.18.17 –  http://amzn.to/2mnB3C2
Ellie Masters – Learning to Breathe 5.2.17 – http://amzn.to/2mnxbRy
Elias Raven – Shadow & Flame – 5.16.17 – http://amzn.to/2nfHeVr
Chris Genovese – Quills and Daggers 5.30.17 – http://amzn.to/2m4mEIa
Riley Edwards Unbroken (part two) 6.13.17 – Available now 
Erin Trejo -TBA – 6.27.17 – LIVE!
Ellie Masters -TBA- 7.11.17 – Pre order Available Now
Elias Raven -TBA- 7.25.17 – Pre order coming soon
Carver Pike – TBA – 8.1.17 – Pre order coming soon
 

*Featured authors in order of appearance-

Pre orders available now

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Changing Roles: Audio Read along Ch2, Part 2

We will be doing an audio read along of my debut novel CHANGING ROLES over the next few months…

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Chapter I, Part I is here….To follow along for the next installment, click HERE (if link is inactive, that means it’s not yet posted!)

BLURB

Kate Summers’s career on the police force came to an implosive end when the mayor’s wife exposed her secret life as the Mistress of Pain. Kate lost not only her detective’s badge but something much more valuable: she lost her confidence as a Mistress of men.

She now scrapes by as a private investigator, feeding off the misery of others. When the mayor and his wife ask her to investigate the murder of their daughter, Kate faces a difficult decision. To follow the leads, she must reenter the world that destroyed her career and go undercover as a submissive to a noted Dom. Only Kate swore she’d never endure the submissive role again.

Yet Jake Davenport is the one dominant fearless enough to not only challenge her rules, but to break them. While accepting her new role and the erotic thrill it brings her is difficult enough, Jake’s complicated past raises many questions. As her investigation progresses, Jake might just be her number one suspect.

 

Changing Roles is available at multiple retailers: books2read.com/ChangingRoles

 

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