
Driven, the second book in my YA series The Warrior, is releasing May 13th!!
Military Romance Series-To Be Named
short or novella length
Active military in peace time or war time
Any time period (present day, War of 1812, Spanish/American, WW1, Greek/Spartan, Napoleonic, etc.)
One or both of the H/H must be in the military service, any branch, including Coast Guard.
CAN BE FOREIGN military (Aussie, Brit, etc.)
Should feature a strong alpha male character
No sci-fi/fantasy for this particular series (but we always welcome them outside of it)
should have HFN or HEA
Can have menage, BDSM, etc. as long as it fits within our guidelines
Send submissions, indicating 'Military Romance Series' in the email, to submissions@decadentpublishing.com
So, last night out of nowhere all of our plumbing--the toilets, tubs, and sinks--started randomly overflowing with black, stinky, disgusting water. It turns out there was some kind of blockage between us and the street that caused the problem. Inside the house, the backup caused several vents (I thought they were pipes but it turns out they were vents) leaked and will have to be replaced. Into the late hours--my husband, his massage therapist who had the bad luck to be here when it happened (Needless to say last night's massage did not make his back feel better), the emergency plumbers, the Inspector for the water company, and myself worked hard to try to stop and then clean up the mess.
So, I thought I was going to a new dentist and guess what? He's the brother-in-law of my old dentist. I couldn't stop laughing. It was like I had gotten stuck in some kind of Central Casting Joke.
I have been writing the sequel to my book Eye Contact for some time now. Its not unexpected that it would take some time for me to write this one. Eye Contact is a long book, over 90,000 words, and Embraced is shaping up to long as well.
His finger pressed deeper into her underpants and she gasped. No one ever touched her there, not even herself. There was no privacy in Crescent. They slept on beds that were about ten inches from each other. It didn’t lend itself to a lot of self-exploration.
“I’m going to take your panties off now.”