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Macy takes the stage – #BBWRomance, coming soon!

Hey friends,

I am so excited about this re-release. Some of you know that I wrote a 15k story for the USA Today bestselling Bound, Spanked, Loved.

Well, I am happy to announce 10k more words added, and it’s going live this Friday (depending on Amazon 🙂 )

More sex. More delicious spankings. More romance. More, more, more!!

To get everyone ready for this big re-release, I am sharing the first scene. I’ll keep you posted when it officially goes live.  🙂

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(a huge thank you to Morganna Williams for the romantic graphic!)

First scene:

“Are you sure you want to do this?” My best friend, Jodi, trailed behind me, trying to keep up with my determined steps. “You have never ballroom danced in your life. You said so yourself.”

“I know.” I waited for her to catch up, and we entered the mall together. “Two left feet.” And the rest of me was what you would call hourglass. Huge hips, an even bigger ass, boobs with a mind of their own—especially when left to their own devices—like the first few minutes after getting out of bed braless. I called it fat. Men don’t like size fourteen. They want size two or four, like Jodi. Perfect, petite, curves—not mountains.

We got into the long line for potential dancers. Who would have thought there would be so much interest in a televised “dance off”? This show was going live on a little known cable station on Valentine’s Day. Everyone else would be home cozying up with a loved one, talking about stuff like romance, flowers, chocolates, and true love. Disgusting. There was no such thing as true love. At least not for someone like me.

What had Derek said last year when I found him fucking not one, but two other women? Oh yeah. “Happy Valentine’s Day, babe. Sorry, but I needed someone warm in my bed this time.”

I lost my job the next day. It wouldn’t have been a huge deal if I still had a husband and a home. But the timing? Holy crap, Mercury must have been in retrograde or something. Either that, or I had pissed off the wrong guardian angel. The timing sucked.

Jodi was a big help. Her husband’s a lawyer. He got me divorced and set up in their guest room, until I could find a new apartment. Jodi brought me extra-hot Mickey D’s french fries, Chubby Hubby ice cream, and red wine. It helped. For a few weeks, I snuggled in bed, ate, and slept. I called it my hibernation slash recovery time. Jodi called it bullshit. Even though she weighs at least forty pounds less than me, she can get me off my ass quicker than a buy-one-get-two-free sale on peppermint-mocha creamer. She said I had wallowed enough. Hey, I wasn’t wallowing. I was recov-er-ing. She told me Derek was laughing and enjoying single life, screwing every woman he met. She’s a real friend. And she was right. I had wallowed enough. So I got off my tired ass, updated my resume, and signed up at the temp place downtown. Then I started looking for new, adventurous things to do. Anything that was opposite to the “married to the jerk” me. Like skydiving, bungee jumping…or dancing.

Now, I stood at the back of a long line of hopefuls, all vying for ten spots. A chance to ballroom dance our way to television stardom. For me, a chance to tell Derek to fuck off and that I had moved on. And to be busy—very, very busy—all the way up to and through the most horrible of all holidays. Valen-fricking-tines Day.

“Okay, here are the forms.” Jodi furrowed her brows as she read them. “Are you up-to-date on all your shots? And do you have a will?” Laughing, she stuffed the forms along with the cheap black pen into my palm. “I’m kidding about the last one. But, seriously, try not to trip, ’kay?”

“I’m not going to trip,” I muttered under my breath as we inched our way up to the stage. I was going to be beautiful, stunning, poised, and graceful. Well, at least beautiful in a sort of retro jeans, loose T-shirt combination paired with funky high heels. I couldn’t find anything else to wear, since I had tossed everything into boxes and taken to living as a hobo in my friend’s guest room. I would make that show if it killed me.

I tripped walking up the steps to the stage.

 

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Blurb:

To this day, I’m still not sure which is more embarrassing.

Being left by your husband who says you are fat, overbearing, and frigid in bed.

Or having to change partners midway through a season of televised dancing—because your partner can’t lift you.

Both hurt. A lot. The first made me want to curl up into a little ball and hibernate. Since I had plenty of fat to store away for the winter, it didn’t sound like a bad idea.

The second left me so angry, I waltzed the man through his own set of moves—straight up to the full mirror. Then I lifted him. Luckily, he didn’t get hurt. And I didn’t get sued.

But that’s how I ended up over the knee of the hottest man I have ever met.

After he spanked me, he became my new partner.

We danced.

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Coming soon to Amazon!

Thanks for stopping by 🙂

Hugs and spanks ❤

 

Exciting news! I have a new story out and we are about to war!

This is so huge, I am grinning from ear to ear with this news!

I’m part of a brand new, smoking hot box set with thirteen other amazing authors.

Bound, spanked & Loved

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The pre-order links just went live yesterday and it will release on Feb 9.

By the way, it’s only 99 cents! 🙂

But wait, there’s more!

Our box set is part of a “Hero War” with Skye Warren’s huge “For the First Time” box set.

We take a quote from each hero from our box set, and battle it out with a hero from the other set.

This is going to be so amazing. Make sure to join the group if you want to join in on the fun.

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Here’s the group link.

http://www.facebook.com/groups/1632562093656387

My story is about a BBW divorcee trying to overcome the pain of her husband’s rejection and cheating, by trying out for a televised ballroom dance competition. Believe me, this is different than any dance competition you have ever seen. 🙂 (It’s probably my sexiest book yet)

Please help us spread the word. Tweet, FB, shout from the rooftops, and go spend 99 cents on your copy. 🙂

(I’ll share an excerpt next time 🙂 )

Blurb for Dancing with a Dom:

What do ballroom dancing, hard spankings, and mind-blowing orgasms have in common? I guess it depends who your dance partner is. The man smiling down at me, with his hand on my waist… he’s a Dom. And he wants to be mine this Valentine’s Day.

Full Blurb for Bound, Spanked & Loved:

Bound, Spanked and Loved: Fourteen Kinky Valentine’s Day Stories is the HOTTEST box set of the season, brought to you by fourteen New York Times, USA Today, and international bestselling authors of BDSM and spanking romance. Lose yourself in a whole lotta naughty with this sexy collection of ALL-NEW, standalone novellas sure to set your e-reader ablaze and leave you breathlessly panting for more.

 

Buy Links: Pre order Jan 12, 2016                 Release Feb 9, 2016

Amazon: mybook.to/BoundSpanked

iTunes: https://goo.gl/cmZZ7Z

Nook: http://goo.gl/6Cy45N

 

Featured authors:

Annabel Joseph

Cari Silverwood

Sierra Cartwright

Natasha Knight

Emily Tilton

Sue Lyndon

Trent Evans

Cara Bristol

Katherine Deane

Renee Rose

Ashe Barker

Korey Mae Johnson

Alta Hensley

Kallista Dane

 

Publisher’s Note: The stories included in this smoking hot collection are MF, MFM, and MMMF pairings. Some contain taboo subjects and no-holds barred BDSM and spanking scenes. All will make you blush hard. ***over 700 pages of brand new stories***

Only 99 cents!

Twitter hashtag #Loved2016