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Revenge of the Pirate Twins by Brandy Golden

Revenge of the Pirate Twins by Brandy Golden

She wants vengeance, he wants her.

Release Date: April 6, 2018

Buy Link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07BZLZ3ZW/

Twin sisters, Frankie and Kat Fontaine, are willful, undisciplined, highly skilled in weapons, and fiercely determined to find the infamous master of the black pirate ship called the Nemesis. Jacques LaSalle, the owner of that ship, is the blackguard that attacked their father’s merchant vessel, killing their father and abducting their mother. First they will find out what happened to their mother, and then they will have their revenge.

Jacques LaSalle is intrigued and amused when he hears that a beautiful raven haired woman has been scouring the Caribbean for him and intends to challenge him. No one has ever bested Jacques in a fight but he soon finds that Frankie is much more of a challenge than he thought. He intends to claim her for his own if she’ll stop trying to kill him long enough.

Morgan MacAlister is the pirate governor of the new colony, the Pirate’s Hideaway, and his gut instincts tell him that trouble is coming to his island paradise. When the mighty Aphrodite sails into his harbor carrying a set of twin sisters, the gorgeous redheaded sprite of the duo sets his senses on fire.

It’s a hot time on the high seas when the two arrogant men figure out that the twins have the power to rock their worlds. But the girl’s haughty attitude and lack of respect may well earn them several trips over a knee before it’s all said and done.

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Jacques watched his helpless prisoner as she twisted and fought to no avail.

“Lucky for you, Frenchy will not bring charges against you for trying to kill him. He is leaving your punishment to me, ma petite. Something I plan to thoroughly enjoy.”

He stepped in close to Frankie’s body, his hands slipping to her breasts. They were full and firm to the touch and he could enjoy them at will. He lightly teased the buds through her clothing, causing her nipples to harden in response.

“I bet the Spaniard enjoyed these, did he not? The real question is, did you enjoy it this much?”

He smiled in satisfaction as a groan escaped her trembling lips. He wrapped his hand in her hair and pulled her close against his chest, the hard nipples crushed against him as his mouth sought her full rosy lips.

Frankie moaned and tried to twist her head from side to side, trying in vain to avoid his capture. Her senses swam and her breasts ached against the hardness of his broad muscles. His mouth was so close to hers she could feel his warm breath with only a whisper to separate them. Was this how he was going to punish her? Surely he would not take her against her will?

“Frankie, you cannot deny the flames between us. Let yourself go, ma Cherie.” His tongue lightly teased her lips, gently parting them and sliding into her mouth. He felt her buck against him as she responded in spite of herself.

Smiling, he stepped away from her. “This could all have been avoided if you had just cooperated with me earlier. But now your stubbornness will cost you.” Slowly, he began to unbutton her shirt, allowing his tongue to trace the soft flesh, as it was unveiled.

“So, it comes to this?” she spat at him in her fury. “You are going to just take what you want without permission?”

“Non, I won’t have to take anything,” he assured her. “You will be begging me. Your body gives you away, ma petite.”

“Go to hell!” Frankie stood proudly, knowing she was fighting a losing battle to withstand this assault on her senses.

She was helpless to do anything but whimper in protest as his tongue trailed liquid fire across her breasts and down her stomach. Finally, he stopped, and she slumped in relief.

“What to do with these clothes?” he murmured wickedly, knowing the effect his “torture” was having on her. “Ah, well, clothes can be replaced.”
“What are you doing?” she cried, silently cursing the blindfold when she felt the cold touch of steel on her back as the shirt was cut. It increased her other senses when she couldn’t see. Sound, hearing, touch, all were heightened to a sharper clarity, especially the sensations her shivering body was experiencing. “You have no right!”

“I have every right to punish you when you break the rules,” he replied silkily. “How I do so, of course, is up to me.” He chuckled as his knife made short work of the trousers and undergarments, leaving his proud pirate in nothing but her boots and her long raven hair cascading down her stiff spine.

A little humiliation would do her a world of good. Walking behind her, he ran his palm down her smooth back and over the satiny softness of her buttocks, admiring the firmness beneath their soft covering. Trailing around to the front, his fingers blazed a path across her flat stomach. She was mouthwatering. Her slender waist narrowed to lush hips, then down to long slim legs encased in black boots to the knees. The sight was intoxicating, and his body couldn’t be any more responsive to her charms. He was beginning to wonder who was torturing who.

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I am a sweet romance writer with a bit of the hot and spicy. I love to create wonderful fantasies with strong alpha males who love to take their women in hand and love them like they’ve never been loved before! I write stories to lose yourself in and I hope you will love mine and come back for more. I work a full-time job, live in the midwest with my family and love pictures and scrapbooking. I have five children, two of whom are married and between them, I have six grandchildren. I live in the country and I love cowboy stories and I’ve written a few of those too. And of course, I’m an avid reader, especially stories with a lovely brat who gets her bottom warmed when it’s deserved.

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Masterful Husbands by Vanessa Brooks

Masterful Husbands Tame Their Wives

by Vanessa Brooks

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Blurb:

Four dominant gentlemen of the British aristocracy.
Lords’ who know how to tame a wife.
Naughty ladies getting up to wicked deeds and pay the price across their
masterful husbands’ sturdy thighs.
Does this daunt their womanly ardour or their zest for life?

Never!
If you love a dash of humour, a spot of steamy romance and a cast of Lords
and Ladies to enjoy with your cuppa, then this is the book for you!

Five books under one cover!

Includes:

His Colonial Rose, Sir Thomas’s Bride, The Colonel’s Bride,
Viscount Weston’s Bride and The Smuggler’s Bride.

About the author:

Vanessa Brooks, award winning, bestselling author, writes mainly historical spanking romance. She loves writing about feisty women of the past and the power exchange between them and a loving, stern alpha male, a sexy man who has no problem tossing an errant female across his sturdy thigh. Vanessa has had success both sides of the Atlantic with her Georgian series, Masterful Husbands, set in 1700’s England and also with her contribution to the acclaimed Red Petticoat western series set in the American gold rush of the 1800’s.

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Author Spotlight: Sahalie Blue & Sterling Scott

Cowgirl Thrill Rider

by Sahalie Blue & Sterling Scott

She loved the thrill of the ride.

Here is the blurb:

The golden age of rodeo for a Nebraska cowgirl.

Polly Duffy had learned to ride horses almost before she could walk. She loves to ride more than anything. In 1916, at age fourteen, she enters a steer riding contest at the local county fair and wins, never to look back. She becomes addicted to the thrill of the ride be it relay races, bronc busting or steer riding.

Her pioneer mother wants a better life for her daughter since she believes a woman’s place is far from the rodeo arena. But Polly is determined to ‘cowgirl up’ – to step up to the challenge, and prove that she can ride that ornery, bucking bronc despite being a diminutive female.

Polly’s riding skills bring her to the attention of Texas Jack, a Wild West show promoter. She joins his traveling show in 1920, where she meets champion steer wrestler and bronc rider Buck Delmar. Polly is determined to make it big herself and, with the help of immigrant Cossack trick riders, soon becomes a talented, famous performer, thrilling audiences with her death-defying stunts on horseback.

She and Buck later join the rodeo circuit, where she competes in trick riding. The hardest, most dangerous, tricks earn the most prize money. As her addiction to the thrill of winning – and the money – grows, she risks reputation and virtue, while putting her life in jeopardy.

Can Buck help her achieve her dreams with his loving guidance and discipline?

Note: This sweet, spirited romantic western contains elements of domestic discipline and explicit love scenes.

BUY LINK: AMAZON

And here is a spicy excerpt:

Buck took a deep breath and sat in one of the chairs opposite the colonel’s. He motioned for Polly to sit in the other.

“I am so disappointed in your sneaky behavior. I thought we shared everything. What were you thinking, riding that Brahman?”

She defended her actions. “The Colonel said the ride will help me in the final standings, to win the championship title.”

“Is that all you care about? Do you know how dangerous those bulls can be? What if you were injured?”

She stubbornly replied, “Like the Colonel said, there really was no danger. I wasn’t afraid. I’ve ridden worse.”

He dug in his heels. “Think about our daughter. She adores you! How would she feel if she lost her mother?” Shaking his head, he added, “No, I forbid you to ride another Brahma bull, ever again. It’s too dangerous.”

“That’s not fair!”

“Honey, I’ve been very fair with you. You do know there aren’t many men that would allow their wives to work at a man’s profession, don’t you? It’s bad enough I get razzed for letting you compete.” Buck stood, and paced back and forth in the small room. “I can’t count the number of times I’ve heard comments like, ‘Women got no business on a bucking horse’, or, ‘Women should be havin’ babies, not riding broncs’”, he mimicked a whiney voice.

She huffed, “As you know, I’ve heard my share of those comments too!”

“I know. I get that, but do you understand how hard it is for me sometimes, to let the criticism and teasing roll off me? Many of these Joes are just itchin’ for a fight, and I have to swallow my pride and walk away.”

Polly’s brow wrinkled in thought. “No, I didn’t know that. I’m sorry. Do you want me to quit?”

Pulling her into his lap, he sat down and stroked her cheek. “No. You don’t need to be sorry for wanting to follow your heart’s dream. I believe the good Lord put us on this earth for a reason, and your reason for being is, to be a champion cowgirl rider. I would never deny you that. But, the issue here is that you didn’t talk to me—you didn’t trust me. And, for that, I’m going to spank you.”

She looked him straight in the eye, and for a moment, he thought she might fight him. Then, she sighed, “Yes, Buck.”

“Get up. Everything off, you will be bare for this one. You must have known this would happen.”

She stammered, “I…I guess I didn’t think it through.”

“No, you didn’t. Remember when I said your ass is mine? Now, over my knee so I can remind you of that fact.”

About the Authors:

Sahalie Blue was born and raised in the Midwestern US along the shores of Lake Michigan. She now lives in the Pacific Northwest, treasuring the great outdoors of her new home.

Sahalie loves hiking in the region’s majestic Cascade Mountains, dense mossy forests and sagebrush-filled deserts. Her revered, special place is Sahalie Falls, a roaring waterfall that pounds the McKenzie River into a rainbowed mist.

She’s been married for several years to a computer guy who loves to tell jokes. She appreciates laugh-out-loud moments. She enjoys reading just about anything, but mysteries, romances, and science fiction are her favorites. She is passionate about expressing her thoughts and feelings in her writing.

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Sterling Scott writes of his imagined adventures within the backdrop of actual historical events. While some of his stories are more fictional than others, he likes to entwine real events into a new version of how it should have happened. Additionally, he includes experiences from his life and those friends who have shared events with him.

When not writing, Sterling travels the highways and visits his children. He spends a lot of time playing with his first grandchild.

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Author Spotlight: Ashe Barker

Making the Rules is a contemporary romance, set in the UK… something to spice up a chilly winter day.

She thought she was on her own, until she realized who was making the rules…

Here is the blurb:

When twenty-five-year-old forensic sociology student Lily Jamison travels to a small town in West Yorkshire to investigate the mysterious disappearance of a young girl, she expects to be working alone. But then Ben Tyler offers his help, and before Lily knows it the handsome former Chicago police officer has taken charge and made it his business to keep her safe, even if that means baring her bottom for a painful, embarrassing spanking when she disobeys him.

Ben’s firm-handed dominance and strict correction leave Lily deeply aroused, and when he takes her in his arms and shows her how a man masters a woman properly, she cannot help begging for more. But as Lily gets closer to the truth, she becomes ever more reckless. When she pushes things too far with her impulsive behavior, will Ben be prepared to punish her as thoroughly and shamefully as necessary to convince her that he is the one making the rules?

Publisher’s Note: Making the Rules includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

BUY LINKS:

AMAZON US

AMAZON UK

Here is a sexy excerpt:

Maybe stripping completely would have been easier, less intimate. It was too late now, decided Lily. She was committed, and determined to go through with this. She unfastened her jeans, lowered the zip, and shoved the denim down her thighs. Her white lace panties remained in place, for all the protection they might offer. Ben merely lifted that expressive eyebrow again and said nothing. She hooked her thumbs in the waistband and pushed them down too.

“Lift up your shirt, please.”

His tone was low, but stern. Lily felt impelled to obey. She raised the garment, fully aware that now she revealed her neatly bare mound and her pussy to his attentive gaze. He took his time before looking up to meet her eyes again.

“Very pretty. Now, I think you can imagine the position…?” He patted his lap. “Just make yourself comfortable.”

Comfortable? Lily felt little short of mortified as she draped her body across his thighs, her head hanging down close to his shoes. She wasn’t sure what to do with her hands so settled for grasping his ankle with one and putting the other on the carpeted floor.

“Edge yourself forward a bit more. Lift your bottom up for me.”

Oh. God.

Lily did as she was told, shuffling about as he helped to arrange her exactly to his liking.

“Yeah, that’ll do.” Ben rested his hand on her upturned buttocks and started to stroke slow, steady circles. “You know, you have the most delectable ass. A butt made for spanking.”

Lily gulped. Did he expect her to respond?

“Tell me when you’re ready.” As he spoke to her he continued his sensuous caress and Lily found herself writhing in unexpected pleasure. Maybe there was something in this stress-relieving nonsense after all.

“Lily?” he prompted.

“Oh, yes, I’m ready.” She tightened her grip on his ankle.

Ben laid an arm across her back and hugged her closer to him, and he caught her legs under one of his. Suddenly, Lily realised she was immobilised, held in place. She should have been scared but she wasn’t. She felt safe, secure. He wouldn’t let her fall.

The first few slaps were something of an anti-climax. Lily had imagined this whole experience would be a lot more painful, cathartic even, definitely enough to set her squealing and wriggling like many of the women in the videos she watched earlier. It wasn’t anything like that. Ben used his hand, and he peppered her buttocks with rapid spanks, but they weren’t heavy and barely registered as painful. Lily would describe the sensation as mildly uncomfortable, and something of a disappointment if she was honest.

“Okay, Ben. Thank you, but I think… ow!”

“You were saying?” He leaned down to look at her as he dropped another much harder spank onto her left buttock to match the one he just landed on her right.

“Uh… nothing,” grunted Lily as the spanking ramped up a gear or seven. The slaps still rained down thick and fast, but they were heavier now, each one sending a burst of heat across her tenderised skin. She started to wriggle in earnest, and squealed as the pain built. Her bottom was on fire. The sensation was intense and growing more so by the second. It was incredible, and terrible, and indescribably erotic.

Her exposed pussy leaked. Her clit throbbed. Lily experienced a mad urge to spread her legs and beg him to touch her, to do anything to assuage the mounting desperation. The more her bottom sizzled under his relentless hand, the more she ached to come.

“Please,” she sobbed, between spanks. She was panting now, breathless, gulping for air.

The spanking slowed, then ceased. “Have you had enough, Lily? You’ve only to say when you want to stop.”

“Yes. No, I mean, not yet. I just…” Christ, what did she want?

Ben was in little doubt. “You’re very wet. I’m guessing you’re enjoying this.”

Lily groaned. Was it absolutely necessary to point that out? Did he really need to humiliate her quite so much? She was already mortified at her disgraceful response, at the sudden burst of lust that started at her core and just grew and blossomed and now threatened to swamp her.

“You want an orgasm right about now. Am I right?”

She nodded, unable to do otherwise. Her senses were out of control, her sudden and acute arousal overwhelming her so she could barely think straight.

More about Ashe Barker

 

USA Today best-selling author Ashe Barker has been an avid reader of fiction for many years, erotic and other genres. She still loves reading, the hotter the better. But now she has a good excuse for her guilty pleasure – research.

Ashe tends to draw on her own experience to lend colour, detail and realism to her plots and characters. An incident here, a chance remark there, a bizarre event or quirky character, any of these can spark a story idea.

Ashe lives in the North of England, on the edge of the Brontë moors and enjoys the occasional flirtation with pole dancing and drinking Earl Grey tea. When not writing – which is not very often these days – her time is divided between her role as taxi driver for her teenage daughter, and caring for a menagerie of dogs, tortoises. And a very grumpy cockatiel.

At the last count Ashe had over forty titles on general release with publishers on both sides of the Atlantic, and several more in the pipeline. She writes M/f, M/M, and occasionally rings the changes with a little M/M/f. Ashe’s books invariably feature BDSM. She writes explicit stories, always hot, but offering far more than just sizzling sex. Ashe likes to read about complex characters, and to lose herself in compelling plots, so that’s what she writes too.

Ashe has a pile of story ideas still to work through, and keeps thinking of new ones at the most unlikely moments, so you can expect to see a lot more from her.

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His Captive Pet by Measha Stone

“I think you like playing my pet…now wag your tail for me, sweetheart.” -Blake

His Captive Pet

by Measha Stone

Aubree Stevenson isn’t used to being ordered around, but then her efforts to bring down a dog fighting ring put her life in danger and she ends up in the protective custody of a stern, handsome former Marine.

Blake Turner is not a man to be trifled with, and he wastes no time in making it clear that Aubree will obey him or be punished. After she puts his word to the test, Aubree’s bottom is bared for a painful, embarrassing strapping, and when she continues to defy her strict captor, she quickly discovers that he is prepared to take things much further. Soon enough, she finds herself stripped naked, outfitted with a collar and tail, and eating from Blake’s hand like a well-trained pet.

To her dismay, Aubree’s arousal grows more intense with every shameful display of forced submission. But even as he masters her body and claims her in every way, Blake must keep his captive pet safe from both her enemies and her own recklessness. Will he prove up to the task?

Publisher’s Note: His Captive Pet is a stand-alone book which is the third entry in the Owned and Protected series. It in

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“I think you like playing my pet. I think you get so riled up about it because you don’t want to admit it to yourself, that you, a strong, capable woman—” Two fingers sank into her sex and she moaned, closing her eyes to better appreciate the touch, and the sound of his voice. “Could want to be treated like this, owned and collared. Because make no mistake.” A fingertip brushed her clit with the next thrust into her passage. “You are owned. And that collar isn’t coming off any time soon.”

She pressed her forehead harder into the ground, trying to get her bearings. His words were getting to her. They were working up her body as much as his skilled, thick fingers were fucking her.

His free hand splayed across the small of her back, holding her in place while he intensified his strokes. The little tip of his finger that brushed her clit now rubbed harder, pressing down with each new stroke.

Her toes curled into the dirt, and her fingernails bit into the grass. The pressure surmounted more than she could handle. She was going to come unglued, right there in the yard. As the leash tugged at her neck, her breasts swayed with the jolting motions of his hands; she was going to come.

“Not yet, sweetheart.” He slapped her ass with the flat of his palm and pulled his fingers from her pussy.

She bit back the groan that worked its way up from her core. She’d been two strokes away from exploding, but within a moment she was not only empty but floating away from the orgasm she craved.

The leash moved, pressing against her clit, and she let the moan free. It wouldn’t take much more for her to come unraveled, and he knew it.

His hand brushed away the leather and began to stroke her plump, wet sex. Petting her pussy.

“You’ll come when you’ve given over.” His soft voice wrapped around her as he continued to run his fingers over her.

The tail twisted, creating a new spark of arousal through her body.

“Make this move for me.” He released the tail but kept stroking her clit. A soft touch that kept her on the edge, but didn’t come anywhere near the amount of pressure she needed to find fulfillment. “Wag your tail for me, sweetheart.”

AUTHOR BIO

Measha Stone is an international bestselling author of erotic romance. She’s had #1 top-selling books in BDSM, and suspense. She lives in the western suburbs of Chicago with her husband and children, who are just as creative and crazy as her. Her vanilla writing has been published in numerous literary magazines, but she’s found her passion in erotic romance.

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Sold To The Gladiators by Jaye Peaches

Two Gladiators: One owns her body. The other claims her heart.

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Bethan has served multiple masters since she was captured by a rival clan and sold to the Romans, but nothing could have prepared her for Felix and Rufus. After purchasing Bethan, the two handsome, battle-hardened former gladiators quickly make it clear that she will be shared between them, taken hard and often by them both, and punished sternly for any disobedience.

Having been told by a seer that he must claim a woman from among his own people in order to appease the goddess of fertility, Felix is delighted to stumble upon a girl as beautiful as Bethan, and he is determined to use her as thoroughly as needed to bring blessing on his new estate. Rufus, on the other hand, was never much of a believer in fate, but the moment he sets eyes on Bethan he wants her in his arms… and in his bed. Will she surrender willingly to her new owners’ dominance or spend her days with a bright-red, well-spanked bottom?

Publisher’s Note: Sold to the Gladiators includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

 

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Somebody was chasing her. She heard heavy footsteps and breathing.

She stumbled on a root and crashed onto the ground. He loomed over her, planting his boots on either side of her body, trapping her beneath him.

“Bethan!” Rufus exclaimed. “Why are you running away?” A beam of moonlight fell between two trees and lit up his face. He looked surprised more than angry.

She blinked. “I have to,” she said. What else could she say?

“We put our trust in you. We left you unfettered by chains. I… I trusted you. I convinced Felix to buy you. He thought you were a troublemaker, a thief.”

“I’ve not stolen anything,” she said quickly. “Your coins, nothing. I left with nothing.”

“But you are more than nothing, Bethan. You belong to Felix. You stole yourself away and you will have to be punished.” He moved to one side and bending over, grasped her wrist and drew her up.

“Please don’t. I won’t do it again,” she lied. How could she promise to stay when she needed to find Ceadda?

“I don’t believe you.” He held onto her wrist. “I want to believe you, Bethan. Why would you run away?”

“I’m a slave. I want to be free.” She wasn’t lying, but it wasn’t the real reason, and how much could she trust Rufus? Was he as kindly as he seemed?

He drew her closer to him. “You won’t be free until you have served the gods. Come with us and find out what you can achieve with their blessing. You will be honoured and treated with great respect. You might be a slave, but you are special. I know this. Even Felix is now convinced. We watched you come last night and it is a good omen.”

His warm breath bloomed over her face. She wasn’t afraid of him. She wanted his kisses and to feel his arms around her body. What he said excited her and filled her belly with butterflies.

He looped his hand around the back of her neck and angled her head higher. “Why did you run?” He had stunning eyes that caught the moonlight and the pupils reflected it like the mirror she’d seen in Atticus’s chamber.

“I’m ashamed,” she said. Hardly a lie given the way she responded to him.

Rufus laughed softly. “Oh, pretty one, there is no shame in what you can do with your beautiful body. It is why you are so important to us. To me.”

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Author Bio:

I’m an author of erotic D/s romances including Amazon bestsellers. All my books contain an element of BDSM, spankings or erotic games of sensual exploration. If you desire a little thrill, something to entice, then please take the time to read one of my books. Thank you!

When not writing, I’m busy spending time with my family, sometimes drawing, cat watching and if good weather allows, which being England is never often enough, I’m pulling up the weeds in my garden.

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Mischief under the Mistletoe

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Mischief Under the Mistletoe: Fourteen fierce festive stories in one AMAZING anthology extravaganza, fresh from international and number one bestselling authors alongside hot new talent!

Editor’s Note: These delightfully naughty Christmas spanking stories feature scorching romance and BDSM. Some involve age play, all involve spanking. There’s also a bit of LGBT+, some magic, and a drunken incident with a photocopier. If this isn’t your scene, it might be better to find a nice book about knitting lamp shades, instead.

Featured authors:

Maren Smith, Amelia Smarts, Allysa Hart, Delia Grace, Shelly Douglas, Gracie Malling, Joelle Casteel, Brandy Golden, Kelly Dawson, Sheri Lynn, Jaye Elise, Kathryn R. Blake, Molly Alvarado and Katie Douglas

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