Rarely do I finish a book and 1. call a therapist or 2. curl into a ball and cry...this one evoked some rare feelings. Megan's writing is stellar, and despite the difficult subject matter, she captured intense emotions from beginning to end. I couldn't start another book for several days after ...
I'm only rating this a four because of how high my blood pressure was reading a lot of this book. I absolutely LOVE the way Megan Hart tells a story. Every single word doesn't have to have a double meaning yet it's obvious how much she thinks into her characters and storylines. I could not help b...
Hot and sexy short story. Melissa and Matt need money: She needs it to survive a few months and he needs it for spring-break with his frat buddies. They come across a great deal: $1000 to participate in a psych experiment, no more details offered. Soon they find out it's a week-long experiment to...
I truly enjoyed this book. For once there is no alpha male forcing himself on the heroine or the heroine denying her attraction. This was a straight forward process of attraction growing between the main characters.Through the experiment they get to know one another and yet not really being forc...
This book is a collection of erotic tales, underlined with BDSM theams. All the stories are by different authors who have a reputation of writing sinfully erotic stories. This book was everything I read about in the reviews and more. Although the book started off without a back story and finis...
Three wonderful stories of handmaidens from the Order of Solace.Edward finds his solace in Stillness. Her submissive nature and her love gives Eward back his ability to be who he really is, kind, caring and dominant. Stillness helps him forgive himself for his part in a horrible accident that h...
Reading another review that told me the book was fiction was helpful - some of the Megan Hart books I've read have delved a bit more in the erotic side of things and this one does not explore that genre.This book was a really good story, well written and kept me reading to find out about the favo...
While this multi-layered story does have glimpses of romance, it is most definitely not a romance. What it is however, is a roller coaster ride of emotions, full of flawed, damaged characters, secrets, family, unresolved issues; in short, life. The author uses the writing technique of flashbacks ...
I enjoyed the book but felt like the main character was trying too hard to prove something. That she could be a 'player' like lots of men? Or maybe that she didn't need or want anything but sex. Parts of the book felt like she was attempting to live out a fantasy but other parts were more hard, m...
Gabriel Delessan sends for a handmaiden and I am not really sure why? At the beginning of this book, Tranquilla Caden the Handmaiden of the order of Solace seems to have a time trying to figure out just exactly what it is that Gabriel wants of her. Apparently he has sent for her to help with his ...
Initial reaction: I read this all in the span of a day. I'm still trying to put together my thoughts and the rating's tentative, but it's very likely this is going to end up being 4.5 stars (provided that I think about how it ended and whether or not it dragging its feet a little in the end is e...
I had everything a woman could want. …My husband, James. The house on the lake.My life. Our perfect life.And then Alex came to visit.The first time I saw my husband's best friend, I didn't like him. Didn't like how James changed when he was around, didn't like how his penetrating eyes followed me...
They were supposed to be watching a movie, but it had been playing the entire time, and they hadn’t paid much attention to it. Now, with her fingers running through his hair, he thought he might sleep—except that he didn’t want to miss a second of this.She had promised him a list but had not yet ...
Kent said in a low voice. “But it’s definitely not the way I’d expected things to go.” Beside him, Stephanie giggled. She’d lent him a pair of oversize sweatpants and a T-shirt, then tucked them both into her bed. They’d been staring in silence at the ceiling for about ten...
We went to dinner or the movies, we sat in little clubs and listened to live music, we made out in the parking lot and had breakfast in a diner at three in the morning. Charlie called me five minutes after I left them, and we talked for another hour on the phone. Meredith came into the coffee sho...
—Mick to Alice * * * Time had passed, but could anyone really ever change? That was the question that came to Alice’s mind in the darkness of her room with Mick breathing soft and steady in the bed beside her. His declaration had led to an embrace, which led to a kiss, which had taken them to her...
DELAYED. “Come on,” Julia Radman murmured as she scanned the hard-to-read rows of flights. “Don’t be—” CANCELED. Of course. With a sigh, Julia shrugged the strap of her leather bag higher on her should...
Simone couldn’t see the blonde’s face, but she didn’t really have to. The other woman would be beautiful in that cold, neutral way Elliott preferred. Perfect features. Blank expression. She’d be everything Simone wasn’t and would never be.Simone’s office, tucked into a corner wing on the twelfth ...
Loud music, black light, goth decor. Guys in eyeliner, girls in latex dresses. Expensive liquor. Honestly, it wasn’t one of Simone’s favorite places even when she’d been younger and more into this scene, but she could fit in here if she tried. She’d layered her eyes with thick, black shadow and p...
Her gaze just sort of snags on his face as she scans the crowd the way everyone does at parties. Seeing who’s who. The second time, though, she’s looking specifically for the blond man with the loud laugh who’s entirely focused on the short redhead in a dress a size too sm...
His parents had just dropped ten million dollars on yearlings. Her parents suddenly had ten million dollars to blow on a five-hundred-acre second farm. Her father had changed the banking passwords and hadn’t given her a good explanation why. If that wasn’t damning enough, the private feud between...
The single window was large enough to provide ample light, facing south as it was, and the white-painted walls gave the room a light, airy feel she found extremely appealing. Her clothes, liberated from the trunk again, hung in the simple wardrobe. The trunk she had placed...
I’m wearing a short, tight skirt and a shirt made up of two scarves tied behind my neck. No bra, and my tits push against the silky fabric like twin melons. They barely bounce when I dance, and I’m proud of them. They’re worth the college tuition they cost to buy. Guys hav...
Walk. As though what she was doing could be called walking. She lurched into the meeting already flustered by the difficulty of navigating the elevator and doors while carrying her briefcase and maneuvering her crutches. The only thing worse would have been showing up in a wheelchair. She bore th...
“I didn’t order a pizza.” The man standing outside the door wore a blue shirt and matching ball cap, and the box in his hand undoubtedly held a pizza. “Are you sure?” “I’m sure. I think I’d know if I ordered a pizza or not.” ...
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This hole-in-the-wall dive bar might have the worst decor she’d ever seen, but it also had the best DJ she’d ever heard. Every time she thought she’d have time to catch her breath or grab a drink, Lisa was pulling her back out onto the dance floor for another song. And, since this was Lisa’s last...
Random things. Ridiculous things, sort of, which made them all the more important to him for some reason. Think of her at a certain time on the clock. Wear a specific tie. Order something particular for lunch delivery. Spend an hour exercising, then treat himself to his fa...
Black shifting sand sprinkled with glittering shells that Mariella didn’t bother to pick up. They’d probably fall into dust at her first touch. She let her feet sift through the sand, cool though the greenish sun overhead blazed in a purple-tinted sky. This was the Ephemer...
She still wore her uniform crisp and pressed, her blue hair slicked back from her forehead and held in place by the woven band marked with the symbols of her profession. She gave the man at the patient’s bedside a warm grin and patted his shoulder. “How nice of you to stay with your grandma all n...
Miller looked at the case Ginny had pushed across the table in front of him, but he didn’t touch it. “My dad called her Doodle. She’d draw for hours in these big notepads, that soft white paper…what was it called? Newsprint. She’d draw cartoons and landscapes and people, animals, just whatever. A...
According to her grandmother, may she rot in hell, Kelsey’s mother had been such a whore she’d been impregnated by the spunk of a dozen men and spawned a genetic abomination. Not pretty on the outside, even uglier on the inside. Kelsey knew that was a biological impossibility, obviously, but she’...
That’s what we have. When it becomes harder to find them, all the more precious. I always dress carefully for Will...the jewelry, the panties and bra, the exact curl of my hair, thickness of liner and shade of lipstick. Always, I take such care. Dressing for a lover.  ...
She had hair the color of sunshine, eyes like a summer sky and skin like rich cream. Her name was Ilina, and the young man loved her more than anything else in the world. Ilina, for her part, loved her handsome young husband. Pitor was strong, with muscled arms and legs th...
She’d be lucky if the bag’s zipper didn’t bust open. A weekend at Crane Lake in the summer meant bikini, sunscreen, flip-flops, nightgown, and a couple of cute dresses. A book or four. Minimal toiletries. But at the last minute she’d shoved a pair of jeans and some socks along with an oversized s...
They hammered me with metal fists and rammed me with the metal treads of their feet. The pain was so intense I couldn’t even shame myself into silence. I covered my head with my hands to protect it. I couldn’t afford scrambled brains. The rest of my body could withstand an awful lot of abuse, but...
Extra sugar. Cream. Her eyes and nose still burned today from the saltwater, but she felt curiously energized, otherwise. "You almost drowned last night and you make it sound like something out a fairy tale." Francine's voice was disapproving even through the long-distance connection. "This is ...
Patrick frowned. “You never return my calls and I sent you about four dozen pings at Connex and you ignored me there, too.” I fiddled with my camera settings and took a few shots of nothing just to test them. “I’ve been busy with work. I haven’t even logged in to Connex la...
Matthew had plied her with a few glasses of wine while he drank his whiskey, and the heat from the fireplace, the earlier great sex and the general stress of the morning had wiped her out. When her phone pinged from her purse on the chair all the way across the room, she blinked but snuggled deep...
I mean it. I do have to go.” He shook his head again. “Why? Why do you always have to go?” He kissed me, hard. There wasn’t anything soft or sensual about it. It was angry, and I pulled away. “Stop it.” I pushed away from him. This time, he let me go. He swiped the back of his hand across his mou...
Any way I can get you. Miranda’s slit throbbed as she imagined all sorts of ways he could get her. If she hadn’t just been in a place that was crawling with hepatitis alphabet soup, she would have pulled over to the side of the road and had her fingers in her cunt, bringin...
It was what she always needed after a shift outside. Hours spent in the stink and the heat of the city. Hours spent ramped up on adrenaline, terror so constant she could no longer feel it as anything but an absence of emotion. Her neck and back and shoulders ached and burned from carrying her pac...
Not with a boy (that would wait until fourth grade), but with a story. "The Homecoming" by Ray Bradbury leaped out at her from the pages of a library book, and she tumbled head over heels. In the dark ages, before the days of photocopiers, the only way for her to keep a copy of this story was to ...
She had hair the color of sunshine, eyes like a summer sky and skin like rich cream. Her name was Ilina, and the young man loved her more than anything else in the world. Ilina, for her part, loved her handsome young husband. Pitor was strong, with muscled arms and legs th...
“I already talked to Heather about disaster date two. She’s promised to buy me cheesecake to make up for it.” “That bad, huh? Hold on a minute. Henry, put that screwdriver back where you found it! Sorry, Arden. Anyway, that bad?” Arden looked at her two angels, each ...
Homemade corn bread, chili, baked potatoes and toppings. Brownies and cookies for dessert. Blueberry muffins for breakfast tomorrow. She looks at the wealth of this food and knows it’s not enough. It can never be enough. Despite the banquet, she doesn’t have much of an app...
He hadn’t wanted to give the other man any inkling that it mattered. Because it didn’t. Absolutely not.Drink in hand, Elliott stood in the corner of the living room in Trent’s suite, absolutely not scanning the room for any sign of her. A couple blondes had passed by earlier, one of them giving h...
She reached out to touch Lisa's arm. "Your old room is still here, you know. Any time you want it." "I'm not Allegra," Lisa meant the comment to sound light. It came out harsher than she'd intended and she winced when she saw her mother's hurt look. "I'm sorry, Mom. I just meant that I'm okay. I'...
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