I bought this book primarily because of the publisher; they've done some other novels by Sean Stewart that I liked very much. I was hoping (in vain, I thought) that this novel would have the same heart and detail as Stewart's books. I knew it was crazy to think they'd be similar just because the ...
Two cell phones, two wallets, two sets of keys, four shoes, a pair of jeans, a white dress shirt, a three-piece navy polyester pantsuit, and a white forty-two-double-D brassiere with matching panties hit him in the face, one after the other. He didn’t dare look away. Horror froze him. At length h...
How ironic. Randy hadn’t given her a full night’s rest for two and a half weeks, and now she lay in bed, alone, staring at the ceiling, wide awake and horny. Randy lay six feet away on the chaise, apparently dead to the world. The wicker creaked in time with his breathing. Maybe she should, like,...
His black eyes looked out of a bony white face framed by pale dreadlocks. “Archimedes in?” I said. “Moved out,” said the other. He looked me up and down. I’m sure he didn’t miss my nakedness or my horns and demon wings. “This is an unexpected honor....
My head was whirling. My body was on fire. I only touched him once in the car, by accident on the elbow, but I got such a zap off him, I decided just to get home and try to think. I suppose another woman would have freaked out about the sex demon thing. The magically glowi...