Thursday, 5 July 2018

War Eternal Book 2✫•°*”˜˜”*°•.✫*❈° The Emergent Threat By J.F. Cain


°❈*✫•°*”˜˜”*°•.✫War Eternal Book 2✫•°*”˜˜”*°•.✫*❈°
The Emergent Threat


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Alex risked his soul to reunite with Aranes, the angel he’s in love with, forcing her to make the ultimate sacrifice to save him. Having lost her supernatural powers, Guardians and Exorcists fight tooth and nail to protect her, but they cannot keep the dark forces that are after her away for long.

Aranes’ relationship with Alex also puts him in the crosshairs of Lucifer, who wants the angel for himself and plans to destroy his rival, even if he doesn’t believe that the man is the incarnation of the high-ranking Celestial, Abaddon.

Alex must push himself beyond his limits and use all his wits to thwart Lucifer’s plans. He may be just an ordinary man, but he won't give up his partner without a fight. He’s willing to pay any price, any price except for losing her.




Just as in the first book, Cain thoroughly imbues her well-defined characters with style and immense believability. From epic Biblical battle scenes to steamy, yet restrained, sexual interludes, this book once again measures up mightily to expectations, giving readers still more of everything a fan of this genre might expect -- and then some.

Five-plus stars to this sensational sequel. While many long-awaited sequels fall short of expectations, The Emergent Threat proves to be more than equal to the task. It's a triumph in storytelling that should move author J.F. Cain to the forefront of her genre.

~ Publishers Daily Reviews

The writing and the metaphysical considerations, as well as the biblical tone of this book, kept me reading and enthralled. The concepts of good and evil, and the balance that must be maintained between them, is portrayed with an expert touch. The way the universe is put together is very well thought out, and the plot and subplots are written with the deft pen of a master. J.F. Cain should be very proud of this novel and I hope the series goes on for a long time.

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As a child, I was drawn to the mysterious, the magical, and the unfathomable. As I grew older this interest grew, creating a thirst in me to know and understand human nature, the world surrounding it and the mysteries hidden behind the veils of space and time. Searching for answers, I began to study psychology, mythology, philosophy and esotericism. But the demands of work and family forced me to put an end to my intellectual quest.

Years later, when there was no longer anything to stop me from exploring the worlds I was so curious about, I decided to move to a house in the mountains. There, experiencing a sense of profound silence and inner completion, I felt the conditions were right for me to devote myself to the study and exploration of the subjects I was interested in.

This time I included other sciences in my research, such as comparative religion, anthropology and quantum physics. I now knew that, in order to find the answers to my questions, I had to couple the knowledge concealed in religious teachings and philosophies with the findings in physics revealing an invisible, parallel and imperceptible universe – a pairing that many scientists and writers had attempted before me.

It was not an easy endeavor. To succeed, I had to counter the harsh rationalism that life’s experiences had wrought in me with a persistent sense that a metaphysical mystery did indeed exist. And I also had to shape a logic of a different quality and breadth. I travelled arduous spiritual paths, discovered terrifying secrets and learned firsthand how dangerous it can be to enter elusive spheres of esoteric knowledge. I faced unexpected difficulties and had to make many sacrifices, but I did not give up.

One winter evening, as I sat by the fireplace, my gaze pinned on the flames and my mind lost in theories, symbols and trains of thought, I experienced something that propelled me to write an allegorical story based on the knowledge I had gained.

There followed three years of non-stop intellectual ferment and writing, which gave birth to a large part of the War Eternal series. In this novel, over and above the clearly expressed objective logic, I tried to conceal important ideas within tantalizing external forms. Because some truths are hard to accept… 




Wednesday, 4 July 2018

DEVOTED TO PLEASURE by Shayla Black


 
Bodyguard and former military man Cutter Bryant has always done his duty–no matter what the personal cost. Now he's taking one last high-octane, high-dollar assignment before settling down in a new role that means sacrificing his chance at love. But he never expects to share an irresistible chemistry with his beautiful new client. Fame claimed Shealyn West suddenly and with a vengeance after starring in a steamy television drama, but it has come at the expense of her heart. Though she's pretending to date a co-star for her image, a past mistake has come back to haunt her. With a blackmailer watching her every move and the threat of career-ending exposure looming, Shealyn hires Cutter to shore up her security, never imagining their attraction will be too powerful to contain. As Shealyn and Cutter navigate the scintillating line between business and pleasure, they unravel a web of secrets that threaten their relationship and their lives. When danger strikes, Cutter must decide whether to follow his heart for the first time, or risk losing Shealyn forever.

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“That and taking a bullet for you is my job. I do it well. You must believe that, too, or you would have hired someone else.” “You are one stubborn man. My grandfather’s mules could take lessons from you. I’ll be out in ten minutes.” She whirled around and headed for her bathroom in the back, then shut the door. Cutter couldn’t stop the smile from creeping across his face. Had Shealyn just compared him to an ass? He’d decided she had when she emerged in a gauzy white dress trimmed in lace that accentuated the hint of gold in her sun-kissed skin. The thin straps clung to the tips of her shoulders, as if threatening to slip down at any moment, and played peekaboo with her blond tresses. The garment stretched tight across her breasts, the three little buttons keeping the bodice shut threatening to pop if she made a too- sudden move. The flimsy thing also ended well above her knees and, with her white cowboy boots, framed her sleek thighs. Cutter felt his thoughts evaporate and his tongue go dry. The rest of him turned stone hard. He shouldn’t think twice about Shealyn as a woman, but so far, that seemed to be asking the impossible. “You’re wearing that?” She cocked her head at him. “What’s wrong with it? Or are you suggesting this dress is somehow dangerous?” Her challenge and sass turned him on even more. Hell, everything about her did. But he was way out of line. The dress portrayed precisely the image she’d cultivated. It was sweetly sexy. Wearing it, Shealyn looked like a gorgeous siren with western flair… and a hint of innocence. The problem—and obviously all the lust—was his alone. “I’m making you aware that you may attract unwanted male attention in public. But I’ll handle it,” Cutter promised, meeting her gaze and doing his best to shutter the desire burning through his blood. She stared back, a hint of a smile playing at her lips. “You think I’ll attract male attention, huh?” Was she fishing for compliments? Her green eyes danced with something he couldn’t put his finger on. Mischief? Flirtation? No. Why would she come on to him when she was already in a high-profile relationship? Shealyn didn’t strike him as one of those women who got off on yanking a man’s chain. Then again, he didn’t know her well. Whatever she was up to, he couldn’t rise to her bait. “Ms. West?” He kept his voice as inflectionless and polite as possible. “Mr. Bryant.” Another hint of playful dare rang in her tone. “I told you, it’s Cutter.” “All right. Cutter.” She damn near sighed his name. “You going to answer my question?” What the hell did she want him to say? Some reckless part of him he’d sworn he didn’t possess itched to simply show her, cross the half- dozen steps between them, take that wisp of a garment in his grip, and tear it off. Once he’d exposed every inch of her body, he would love to put his hands on her, his mouth on her, so she understood what a dress like that did to him. Hell, what she did to him. A sudden pounding on the door broke the moment between them. “You ready yet?” Tower shouted from outside. Despite the man’s insistence, she didn’t move to admit him or even answer. She just stared Cutter’s way. “I’m waiting.” Cutter searched for a discreet reply. “The dress reveals more skin than it hides. It might give a man the wrong idea.” “What idea is that?” The kinds of ideas racing through his head with juggernaut speed and jetting blood south to his cock. “That he can touch you. That he can have you.” “Is that what this dress makes you think?” The flash of her eyes and the husky voice she used to ask the question torqued him up. She was definitely fishing for his reaction. Was she hoping he bit because she needed the ego stroke… or was she baiting her hook and tossing it his way because she was actually hoping to reel him in? “What I think about the dress doesn’t matter.” “Then why does it bother you? You saw me in less on set.” Oh, he’d seen her damn near naked. Hour after hour of exposed skin had taunted him with all the beauty a country boy like him would never have the right to possess. But this dress appealed to his deepest fantasies. She looked wholesome yet sensual, a woman aware of her appeal. A female who knew exactly what she wanted in her man…
 
  Shayla Black is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of more than sixty novels. For nearly twenty years, she’s written contemporary, erotic, paranormal, and historical romances via traditional, independent, foreign, and audio publishers. Her books have sold millions of copies and been published in a dozen languages. Raised an only child, Shayla occupied herself with lots of daydreaming, much to the chagrin of her teachers. In college, she found her love for reading and realized that she could have a career publishing the stories spinning in her imagination. Though she graduated with a degree in Marketing/Advertising and embarked on a stint in corporate America to pay the bills, her heart has always been with her characters. She’s thrilled that she’s been living her dream as a full-time author for the past eight years. Shayla currently lives in North Texas with her wonderfully supportive husband, her daughter, and two spoiled tabbies. In her “free” time, she enjoys reality TV, reading, and listening to an eclectic blend of music.

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Tuesday, 3 July 2018

OLYMPIAN CHALLENGER by Astrid Arditi


A hero’s tournament. A defiant contender. Does one girl have the courage to take on Mount Olympus? Hope’s world doesn’t have room for heroes. She barely has time for schoolwork, swim team, and taking care of her ailing mother. But when she’s invited to a mysterious tournament, the all-powerful hosts won’t take no for an answer. Transported to Mount Olympus, Hope comes face to face with her new trainers—the pantheon of Greek gods. While other contenders train hard to gain a fighting edge, Hope searches for a way out. Instead, she finds a gorgeous shadow god who may just convince her to stay… As each round unfolds, the ultimate prize draws closer—the granting of her heart’s deepest desire. If she survives the final challenge, her mother’s cure would be within reach… but only if Hope can ignore the tournament’s dark purpose. Olympian Challenger is the first book in a bold YA urban fantasy trilogy that fans of Rick Riordan and Cassandra Clare are sure to devour. If you like Greek mythology, forbidden romance, and feats of courage, then you’ll love Astrid Arditi’s heroic coming-of-age tale.

 
 

 Astrid Arditi has studied at Hogwarts, ridden a dragon, swam with mermaids and flown to the moon. Recently, she traveled to Mount Olympus… She leads a double life: one of words and whimsy; the other one chasing her two young kids around the playground and kissing away booboos. She’s a spy, a princess, a unicorn, a wife, a mother and an author. Life is never dull in her messy home in Brooklyn, or in her dreams where she escapes as often as she can. She writes from experience, of course. You may not believe it, but everything in her books has actually happened to her…even if only in her imagination. 

BILLIONAIRE'S MATCHMAKER by Sierra Cartwright

Titans
An exclusive private society of the world’s most powerful ambitious gentlemen
Sex, Secrets, and Intrigue
Billionaire's Matchmaker
Rich, powerful men don’t intimidate matchmaker Hope Malloy. So when she’s hired to find a bride for billionaire Rafe Sterling, she’s certain the assignment will be easy. Not only is he sexy and a renowned philanthropist, the man is heir to one of the country’s largest hotel fortunes. Who wouldn’t want to marry him?
The last thing Rafe wants is a wife. Too bad it's the one thing he desperately needs. His father ran off with a woman half his age, and Rafe can't become permanent CEO of Sterling Worldwide unless he's married.
When he’s ambushed by the competent matchmaker, he’s captivated by her intelligence and seductive innocence.
All of a sudden, he is thinking about a future and having her under his complete and total command.
Will she run when she discovers his deepest, darkest secrets and shocking, sensual demands?
* * Although Billionaire’s Matchmaker is part of the Titans world, this sexy story is a standalone book with a feel-good Happily Ever After * *
 
 The air conditioner kicked on. The whispering cool air did nothing to dissipate the heat between Rafe and Hope, his beautiful, but unwanted matchmaker. He slid his hand around to the back of her neck, then feathered his fingers into her hair. “I want to kiss you, Ms. Malloy.” “Uhm…” “Ask me to.” She scowled. “I won’t have you pretending that you’re not curious. This room is swimming with your pheromones. Deny it.” She sagged a little against his hand, and he tightened his grip on her hair, as much to offer support as to imprison her. “You’ll remember this moment, fantasize about being mine.” “No…” “Invite me to kiss you or tell me to release you. The power is yours. Yield to temptation or leave, wondering if it’s as good as you imagine it will be.” “This can’t be happening.” Despite her protest, she didn’t try to escape. “It’s the first time I’ve had any sexual longing for an adversary. Ask me to kiss you,” he repeated instead of arguing. “Be sure to say please.” He loosened his grip, and she leaned toward him, keeping herself hostage. Rafe didn’t smile with triumph. “Kiss me.” “There’s nothing I’d enjoy more.” That wasn’t the entire truth. There were a hundred things he’d like to do to her, but he made no move Her internal standoff lasted longer than he thought it would. Excellent. She had a stubborn streak. Hope glanced away and sighed. Then she looked at him with clear, confident eyes. “Please kiss me.” He could drown in her and be happy about it. He captured her chin to hold her steady. On her lips, he tasted the sweetness of her capitulation. “Open your mouth, sweet Hope.” She did, and he entered her mouth, slower than he would ordinarily, softer than he would if she were his submissive. Hope responded with hesitation, and he continued on, driving deeper, seeking more. Within seconds, she yielded. She moaned and raised onto her tiptoes to lean into him. A few seconds beyond that, she wrapped her arms around him. Hope, his adversary, had now become his willing captive. He released her chin and moved his hand to the middle of her back, then lower to the base of her spine. Rafe drank in the scent of her femininity. His cock surged, not from ordinary arousal, but from soul-deep recognition. Her eagerness sought the Dom in him. It took all his restraint not to press his palm against her buttocks. He wasn’t sure how he’d banish this memory of her—strength and suppleness in one heady package. She offered more until she was panting and desperate, gripping him hard. Instead of giving in to the driving need to possess her, he distracted himself by tugging on her hair harder. As he’d requested, her eyes were open. So trusting. Did she have any idea how close he was to shredding the veneer of civilization that hung between them to claim her, mark her as his? 

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USA Today Best-Selling Author, Winner of the 2015 Best BDSM Book of the year (Bind), 2015 Reader’s Choice Best Erotic Romance (Bind), 2015 Golden Flogger (Crave), 2014 LASR Book of the Year award (In The Den), 2013 Best BDSM Book of the Year award (Over The Line), Golden Flogger Award 2015 nominee for her books Command, Bind, and Brand.
Sierra was born in Manchester, England where she spent her early years traipsing through castles. After living in Denver for a number of years, the internationally acclaimed author now resides in Galveston, Texas. She loves the way history blends with Southern manners (being called “sugar” is an experience unto itself).
She invites you to join her on a sensual journey where the limits are explored and expanded. 


Thursday, 7 June 2018

Awakened by Fate by Lynn Lawler

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Title: Awakened by Fate
Author: Lynn Lawler
Genre: LGBTQ/Paranormal/Spiritual Awakening
392 Pages




Blurb:

Jackie is a woman living life according to her own rules. She’s married, but it’s the unspoken, open kind. She can have as many female lovers as she likes; she just can't talk about them. 

After a bizarre encounter turns her world upside down, things slowly begin to change. She finds herself in desperation as she searches for answers. What she discovers is nothing is delivered in a neatly wrapped box. 

Now that everything has been brought out into the open, she finds she can’t run away from her truth anymore. With her new life, comes new responsibilities and a different outcome than what she was expecting.

Jackie isn't alone in the story. She meets several new people who help her along her journey.


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Excerpt:

She did her best to blend in, walking around, drink in hand. Then she saw Holly. This time she wasn’t letting her get away, so she locked in on her.

Arching her eyebrow, Holly said, “So you’re back, I see. How would you like to go do something bad?”

Jackie felt her heart race like she was running a marathon. Her nipples hardened and her insides quivered. Smiling, she replied, “What did you have in mind?”

“Whatever you’d like.”

Jackie led her to the pool house. She imagined feeling the warmth of the woman’s smooth naked skin against hers.

They slipped into the darkness. The glow of the full moon provided their only light. Closing the door, Holly was suddenly all over her. “Are you ready for the ride of your life?” Holly asked.

Jackie barely got, “Oh, yes” out of her mouth when Holly’s mouth was upon hers. She worked her tongue into Jackie’s mouth and their tongues danced. Reaching behind Jackie, she unzipped her dress and gently moved it over her shoulders. It fell to the floor and Jackie kicked it away.


What Others are Saying:

I love reading and I especially love reading books where I am instantly captured by the characters and their storyline. I love that feeling of becoming one of the characters and I "fall in" the story and I am right there along-side them. That is what I encountered in this book. ~ Sylvia T. Santos

What I found fascinating is how this woman can be developing her spiritual side but still be so oblivious to her problems. This makes an interesting character study. I did like the ending, which answered some questions for me and left me feeling hopeful. ~ KLH








ABOUT THE AUTHOR:




Lynn Lawler is a fiction writer, who writes stories greatly inspired by the LGBTQ community and her own experiences. Her novel, Awakened By Fate is a story about a woman in denial about her true potential who encounters a reality that opens her up to a new awareness; suddenly things she feared the most became her life.

Lynn has had a lifelong interest in writing and wrote short stories while in school. In college, she wrote an editorial that was published in The Detroit Free Press. It focused on the positives of children’s education in the sciences. She found this to be very inspiring and felt that people needed awareness to create an attraction for students to study these.

During her early adult years, Lynn went on a spiritual journey to Arizona seeking enlightenment. While there she got to experience some things that were life-changing. She first managed a vendor booth, selling nutritional supplements at an open market. Then, as one door closed another one opened. After this job ended the next day she started working at a produce department in Tempe, AZ. While working at the coop, she educated people on sprouting as well as the health benefits of juicing. Lynn is vegan and has been vegetarian her whole adult life.

She also has work experience in Architectural design. She likes the creativity of this field, but her passion lies in writing. 

Lynn started writing several years ago after she watched a documentary on the life of the 20th-century writer Willa Cather. At the same time, she experienced a loss that encouraged her to take this direction. After writing the initial outline and first draft, the author embraced a new awareness that changed the path of her life. The trials of Lynn’s life have only served as stepping stones to a brighter outlook and a stronger spirit.

Lynn has always been a fan of books with some of her favorite authors being Mary Higgins Clark and J.K. Rowling. She also loves reading the works of other LGBTQ authors such as Suzie Carr, KA Moll, and Amy Dunne. She enjoys material of the unknown, mysterious, and mystical.

She is the owner of Lynn Lawler’s Book Blog, a site where she has interviews and reviews. It can be found at www.lynnlawler.wordpress.com and www.lynnlawler.blogspot.com.

In her spare time, she enjoys traveling, meditation and watching baseball. She lives in SoCal with her wife and cats. 



Tuesday, 5 June 2018

The Viking’s Possession by Felicity Brandon Cover reveal




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Author: Felicity Brandon
Release date: Friday, 8th, June, 2018
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications    

After she saves the life of Prince Anders, the Viking warrior who took her as his captive and tamed both her body and her heart, nineteen-year-old Princess Aurelie of Donrose knows that she can never return home again. She will belong to Anders forever, as his bride and his possession, destined to be used and enjoyed as thoroughly, shamefully, and often as he pleases.

Though Anders has proven many times that he is more than willing to punish her bare bottom harshly for any disobedience, with war fast approaching between her brother and her husband, Aurelie puts her own life in danger in the hopes of making peace. But when her reckless gamble goes wrong, can Anders rescue his headstrong young wife before any harm comes to her?

The Viking's Possession is the sequel to The Viking's Conquest, but can be read as a stand-alone novel. It includes spankings, and sexual scenes, including some scenes of sexual humiliation. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.

Excerpt:
I land on the bed, eyelids flickering open and closed as the spasms of pleasure continue to overpower me. Anders shifts his weight on the bed over me, and as my lids fully open, I see him come into view over my face. His gaze is compelling and holds me to bed every inch as much as his body had done before.
“Roll onto your belly,” he commands me, lifting his body weight to give me enough room to spin as instructed.
Once I am in place, he lowers his hard body over my own, spreading my legs apart with his knees. I know just what he will do next, and as though it is some unspoken agreement between us, the edge of his large erection nudges at my wet, exposed sex.
“I need you,” he murmurs, his mouth whispering into my right ear.
“Take me,” I reply, twisting my head to acknowledge his words.
His lips find my own, capturing my mouth in his kiss as he plunges slowly into my empty channel. The scent of my own desire wafts over me, and the reality that his mouth has just pleasured me leaves me overwrought. Between our legs his hard length fills me right up to his testicles. The depth and intensity of the act the clearest sign of his possession of me yet. My mind whirls at the sensation, my mouth opening into a silent ‘o’ as he withdraws, and then slams back into me again.
There are no words between us now – language seemingly lacking the coherence required to elaborate such a connection. His mouth falls to my neck, nipping and kissing my nape as his groin flexes forward, penetrating me over and over, pushing me into a frenzy of desire. I want to speak, to call out, to demonstrate somehow the way his passion makes me feel, but I simply cannot find the will. His hardness pinions me there, grazing my nub into a flurry of new excitement, despite its recent satisfaction. I notice that his thrusts have become shorter, and more insistent, and I gaze back at Anders, marvelling at the look of agonised ecstasy on his handsome face.



About Felicity:
Felicity is a #1 international bestselling, and award winning writer of dark, spanking romance. Head in the clouds, you can usually find her either plotting her next book, hitting the gym, or rocking out to her favourite music. She lives to write though, and is happiest creating desire and kink at her keyboard.


Monday, 4 June 2018

Master of My Heart by Marissa Honeycutt

Title: Master of My Heart
Series: Finding Sabrina Part 2
Author: Marissa Honeycutt
Genre: Dark Romance w/ PNR Elements
Release Date: May 29, 2018
When life goes wrong, can it ever be made right?
Five years ago, Sabrina left Boston anticipating her short stay back home to be full of joy and hope. Instead, she became the leading role in her own living hell. Nothing more than a shadow of her former self, she escapes a malevolence determined to break her, and returns to Boston, trying to regain a semblance of the girl she once was. 
The girl without nightmares. 
The girl without shame and fear. 
Five years ago, Chase lost his heart and has compared every woman he encounters to the green-eyed beauty he met on the yacht. His life didn’t turn out quite the way he expected, but he has grown stronger through his trials. Now, a marriage deadline is looming and the woman he wants seems to be a ghost trapped in his past. 
Fate brought them together. Evil tore them apart. 
Can Chase lead Sabrina into the light before she’s lost to the darkness forever? 
***Please note this is Part Two of a four-part series. It must be read in order, or nothing will make any sense.
Good morning, prospective company members.” A man with spiky, salt-and-pepper hair, wearing a black sweater and loose-fitting pants, spoke with a slight accent she couldn't quite place. The blue eyes behind his glasses were kind, his smile warm. Martin. “My name is Martin Pierce. I am the Artistic Director of the Boston Ballet Company.” He turned to introduce the people sitting along the wall of mirrors, each with a clipboard in hand. “Ballet Mistresses Delia Simpson and Danielle Mayor. Ballet Masters Kevin Steepal and Joseph Amey.”
Martin told them a little about the audition procedures and what he was looking for in dancers. “More than anything, I look for heart. Technique can be taught…to an extent.” He made a face and laughter filled the room. “Heart is what makes a good dancer great and a great dancer amazing. It cannot be taught. I would rather see a good dancer with heart than a dancer with perfect technique and no spirit.” He paused for a moment to let his words sink in. “All right. Let us begin.”
He quickly rattled off the first set of steps, then motioned to the pianist to begin. It was a typical warm-up. Plié, plié, grande plié. Pordebra. Repeat. Second position. Plié, plié… Repeat. 
Second set. Tendus. Third set. Tendu/degage. 
The sets became more complicated as the warm-ups progressed, which was how every class had begun since Sabrina started dancing at the age of three. 
Her eyes teared up at the sudden and painful memory of her mom sitting on a bench watching her. The ache in her heart took her breath away, but she pushed away the memory and concentrated on the steps.
Around the fifth set, she had to listen carefully. She closed her eyes, translating Martin’s words into movement, and waited for the music to begin. A minute into the set, she heard him clap his hands twice and the music stopped. Sabrina opened her eyes, disoriented for a moment. She had been lost in the dance. She was facing the opposite way that the entire rest of the room faced, meaning she was looking at number 43.
Sabrina let out a little gasp and spun around, staring at the floor, shoulders slumped.
Martin walked up to her. She didn’t look at him. 
“You were not with the rest of the class, Number 44.”
Sabrina heard whispers around the room. She nodded, blinking back tears, still not looking up.
“You did double the number of rond de jambe the second time around than the first. Why?”
“I thought that’s what your instructions were,” she whispered.
“You didn’t notice the other dancers not doubling the amount?”
More laughter. Her face burned with shame. “No, sir,” she answered, still looking at the floor, tears escaping. “I had my eyes closed so I could concentrate.”
He put his index finger under Sabrina’s chin and lifted her wet face. His blue eyes studied hers. For a moment, she thought he might have recognized her, but he only smiled. “You are the first audie who has ever performed the steps as I instructed, instead of repeating the previous steps and following the rest of the room.”
Sabrina blinked, not quite understanding what he meant.
“You are an intelligent dancer, Number 44.” He gave her a big smile. “And an excellent listener. Good job.” He turned and walked back to the front of the room, his steps echoing across the silence.
Sabrina stared at his back as he walked away, tears still wetting her cheeks, but her heart soared. I did something right?
Author of Gut-Wrenching Darkness
"If Stephen King got together with Tom Clancy and wrote an erotica book...,"
...is how Marissa describes her books when asked. She doesn't seek to write any particular genre, style, or length, only following her gut instincts and the lead of her characters. The Life of Anna crosses many genre lines including erotica, suspense, psychological thriller, horror, political conspiracy, paranormal, and romance. Marissa's story of Anna began with a dream about being kidnapped with Adam Savage from Mythbusters (Yes, really). Over the next year and a half, it morphed into the story that is now known as "The Life of Anna." She has also published Distorted Hope, which is based on her kidnapped dream. Abandoned Grace was published last year as a side story to The Life of Anna.
Marissa stays busy running her household, fending off two adorable kittens, and interacting with her readers on social media. She is a self-proclaimed geek and is striving to learn the basics of graphic design. She is also actively pursuing a more natural lifestyle, which includes essential oils, natural cleaning products, and whole, organic foods. Marissa's addictions include the Science and History Channels, anything chocolate mint, vintage books, cute kitty cats and laughter.
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