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Authors: Roxy Mews
Tags: Romance, Literature & Fiction, Contemporary, Genre Fiction, Romantic Comedy, Holidays, Two Hours or More (65-100 Pages)
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“I can meet you down at the Starbucks at the corner. How about in thirty minutes so you have time to change?”
She looked him up and down. He was nervous and sincere, and he set off every nerve in her body. She couldn’t resist. “Okay. And if it goes well, maybe I’ll show you my bathroom.”
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Coral-600
Hart Clan Hybrids
A Love Worth Biting For
Love’s a Witch
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Three’s a Clan
Continue reading for excerpts from the full April Fools For Love Collection.
April Fools For Love…Where Pranks Make You Pant.
Best April Fools joke ever—falling in love.
Biting Serendipity
© 2015 Mary Hughes
Part of the April Fools For Love collection
Biting Love Short Bites , Book 4
Serendipity “Sera” Braun wears glasses and a bun to teach during the day, but at night, she adds a breast-plumping vest and dirndl for her job hoisting beer steins at Nieman’s. The big, leather-vest-and-earringed Viking bouncer? He’s bedsheets waiting to get sweaty, but all he does is scowl at her. She’s trying to keep her geriatric stripper of a granny from breaking a hip, but it’s hard when she keeps getting distracted by that sexy, smoky baritone.
Thorvald Thorsson is bitingly lonely—every vampire around him is mating. But his ex-fiancée rejected him as a killjoy, so it’s high time Fun Thor comes out to play. No way he’d pair up with the cute but too-serious little schoolmarm who waits tables at the bar.
Sera bridles the wicked, delicious things she’d like to do with the muscular Viking, suppressing herself until she’s a volcano about to blow. Then they are thrown together in a prank war, and all his potent masculinity is focused on her. He makes her burn to let loose, but how can she and still be responsible for Granny and set a good example?
Warning: A terribly lonely vampire, a conflicted schoolmarm with a caged wild side, nosy roommates and the female version of a bromance, not to mention scorching sex, a whole town full of busybodies—and the best April Fools joke ever.
Enjoy the following excerpt for Biting Serendipity:
“Doesn’t matter. The boss ordered us to do this contest, so we do this contest.” Thor jerked one shoulder in a shrug.
The sleeveless T-shirt and leather vest meant what shrugged was bronzed, naked skin, muscles jerking, especially luscious triple-scoop deltoids that I wanted to lick.
Wanted to lick so bad, to keep myself from doing it, I had to run my tongue over my suddenly throbbing lips instead.
His gaze dropped to my mouth and darkened, stormy this time like a steamy tropical squall. “What are you doing?”
“M-me?” Nerves prompted me to lick again. “Just…nothing.”
He leaned closer, his hair swaying forward to frame his chiseled, handsome face. “Nothing?” His pupils dilated to pools of black.
My heart shot into overdrive. Air seemed to have left the small room; contrarily, what there was of it smelled, not of lime and coconut, but leather and male.
Searching my gaze, he reached out and gently cupped my chin. His fingers, warm and slightly rough on my skin, thrilled me down to my toes. His face was so near mine now I could feel the heat of his breath on my skin.
He’s going to kiss me.
My lips parted on quickened breaths. My desire must have shone in my eyes because the saucers of his pupils lit with a red flame. Blood pounded in my ears.
The vampire was staring at me.
Insanely, that turned me on. I tightened toes in my ballerina flats and lifted toward him.
The moment crystallized between us. His red gaze was tethered to mine, the hand that so gently held my face was crowned by a hint of talon, and when his lips parted, fang tips were revealed.
Vampire, human. I was prey. Yet I was also something precious. My lids slid shut in anticipation.
His mouth captured mine.
He tasted of whiskey, hot and oh-so-smooth. The
“I can meet you down at the Starbucks at the corner. How about in thirty minutes so you have time to change?”
She looked him up and down. He was nervous and sincere, and he set off every nerve in her body. She couldn’t resist. “Okay. And if it goes well, maybe I’ll show you my bathroom.”
Look for these titles by Roxy Mews
Now Available:
Coral-600
Hart Clan Hybrids
A Love Worth Biting For
Love’s a Witch
Coming Soon:
Three’s a Clan
Continue reading for excerpts from the full April Fools For Love Collection.
April Fools For Love…Where Pranks Make You Pant.
Best April Fools joke ever—falling in love.
Biting Serendipity
© 2015 Mary Hughes
Part of the April Fools For Love collection
Biting Love Short Bites , Book 4
Serendipity “Sera” Braun wears glasses and a bun to teach during the day, but at night, she adds a breast-plumping vest and dirndl for her job hoisting beer steins at Nieman’s. The big, leather-vest-and-earringed Viking bouncer? He’s bedsheets waiting to get sweaty, but all he does is scowl at her. She’s trying to keep her geriatric stripper of a granny from breaking a hip, but it’s hard when she keeps getting distracted by that sexy, smoky baritone.
Thorvald Thorsson is bitingly lonely—every vampire around him is mating. But his ex-fiancée rejected him as a killjoy, so it’s high time Fun Thor comes out to play. No way he’d pair up with the cute but too-serious little schoolmarm who waits tables at the bar.
Sera bridles the wicked, delicious things she’d like to do with the muscular Viking, suppressing herself until she’s a volcano about to blow. Then they are thrown together in a prank war, and all his potent masculinity is focused on her. He makes her burn to let loose, but how can she and still be responsible for Granny and set a good example?
Warning: A terribly lonely vampire, a conflicted schoolmarm with a caged wild side, nosy roommates and the female version of a bromance, not to mention scorching sex, a whole town full of busybodies—and the best April Fools joke ever.
Enjoy the following excerpt for Biting Serendipity:
“Doesn’t matter. The boss ordered us to do this contest, so we do this contest.” Thor jerked one shoulder in a shrug.
The sleeveless T-shirt and leather vest meant what shrugged was bronzed, naked skin, muscles jerking, especially luscious triple-scoop deltoids that I wanted to lick.
Wanted to lick so bad, to keep myself from doing it, I had to run my tongue over my suddenly throbbing lips instead.
His gaze dropped to my mouth and darkened, stormy this time like a steamy tropical squall. “What are you doing?”
“M-me?” Nerves prompted me to lick again. “Just…nothing.”
He leaned closer, his hair swaying forward to frame his chiseled, handsome face. “Nothing?” His pupils dilated to pools of black.
My heart shot into overdrive. Air seemed to have left the small room; contrarily, what there was of it smelled, not of lime and coconut, but leather and male.
Searching my gaze, he reached out and gently cupped my chin. His fingers, warm and slightly rough on my skin, thrilled me down to my toes. His face was so near mine now I could feel the heat of his breath on my skin.
He’s going to kiss me.
My lips parted on quickened breaths. My desire must have shone in my eyes because the saucers of his pupils lit with a red flame. Blood pounded in my ears.
The vampire was staring at me.
Insanely, that turned me on. I tightened toes in my ballerina flats and lifted toward him.
The moment crystallized between us. His red gaze was tethered to mine, the hand that so gently held my face was crowned by a hint of talon, and when his lips parted, fang tips were revealed.
Vampire, human. I was prey. Yet I was also something precious. My lids slid shut in anticipation.
His mouth captured mine.
He tasted of whiskey, hot and oh-so-smooth. The
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