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Author: J.E. & M. Keep
Series: Stand Alone
Genre: Urban Fantasy/Erotic
Publisher: Self Published
Release Date: Nov 5 2013
Editions/Formats Available In: eBook
Blurb/Synopsis:
Anjasa has been through the worst parts of
hell and come back from it wounded but stronger. A trained assassin and
courtesan, she’s seen the worst in others… and herself.
She doesn’t know what she wants, but she
knows the things she needs. Companionship. Adventure. Fear. She needs to feel
alive.
When she meets the human noble, Loren, in
the bar, she figured he’d be good for a night of fun. A place to sleep.
Instead she finds an adventure that she
can’t turn away from, even though her instincts warn her of the terrible things
to come…
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Author Bio
J.E. & M. Keep love to combine fantasy,
Sci-Fi, horror, romance and mystery into exciting and titillating novels.
They are long term, loving partners in a
very happy relationship and because of this, they love to torture their
characters. Dark romance touches all of their stories in one way or another,
from elicit trysts to forbidden love.
Some of their work contains dubious consent
and erotic pain, so it's not for the faint of heart. Their stories are often
called twisted and arousing -- at the same time.
All work is 18+, trigger
warnings available on the second page of every book. If you want to hear about
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Excerpt
The crisp white and black trimmed outfit he
wore had weathered his drinking well. It creased slightly as he reclined back
immediately, as if her very words had kicked out some suspension beneath him.
“Gods,” he swore as he looked up at her with his amber eyes, “if Father knew
what an Elvish vixen I’d met...”
“He wouldn’t be able to do a damn thing to
stop you,” she finished as she straddled his hips, leaning over him and letting
her large breasts fall towards his face beneath that stunning red dress. Her
black, full hair framed her exotic, tanned features and she licked over her
lips slowly.
With that longing gaze of his on her bust
he nodded. “He couldn’t stop me,” he reiterated and very brazenly he lifted a
hand. He was not a small man, did not look the type to be meek, and perhaps the
way he reached up and squeezed one of those large mounds then was proof of that
true self poking out of his melancholy.
She gave an exaggerated gasp of pleasure as
she pushed her plump chest down into his palm. Her hips rocked slightly as she
nodded eagerly. “What right does he have to control you? You’re a grown man,”
she urged him. “You’re strong, and virile, and deserve to have beautiful women
fall for you.”
Anjasa could see it. The spark of something
in his eyes lighting up right before her. That large, human hand squeezed her
sumptuously large bust with a hard tightness, as if he were re inflating back
to the man he—she assumed—was. “Even Elvish women,” he added as his eyes
widened.
“I saw you at your worst, and I still
wanted you, didn’t I?” she asked smoothly, bending down over his body and
kissing just below his ear. “I couldn’t wait to be in private with you, could
I?”
Her clever words worked, she felt his
manhood swell beneath her as she sat atop his groin.
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