Wednesday, September 20, 2017

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Personal Tutor By Emma Paul....

“Brava to Ms. Paul for reminding readers that erotic romance isn’t just about the bump and grind, but about the journey the characters take to earn their HEA!”
It has been three months since Daniella Brandon's divorce. Worse her ex has hooked up with a blond bombshell half his age. Without a job, desperate and in debt, Daniella decides to answer and ad for a female companion to "teach" a wealthy twenty-some-thing young man the ropes. Little does she realize or bargain for that the ad is for not one but two hot twenty-some-thing-twin brothers.

Trace and Aaron have a very interesting proposition for her. Both men want to share her for two weeks and are willing to pay a hefty fee. Out of desperation--and like it or not she is very attracted to the two young men--Daniella accepts. However, things soon become more complicated, and she finds herself, falling hard and fast for one of the twins.


If she could wish herself dead, Daniella would. Of all the worst-case scenarios, why did shit like this have to happen to her? Daniella sat on her couch and tossed the magazine on her coffee table. She leaned forward and massaged her temples. "Why me?" What was she supposed to do now? No job. Her ex must think she'd turned nympho and his new girlfriend Bamb—err, Bonnie—made her feel like last year's consolation prize. Life sucks! She stared at the bills stacked on the kitchen table and winced.

At the moment, she had no income to pay any of them. Involving her family wasn't an option. She had already borrowed way too much from her sister. Danielle propped her head up and started to flip haphazardly through the magazine. Her mind was filled with what-ifs, how-comes, and whys. She wanted desperately to find a solution to her current dilemma. But what? The only option she could reasonably think of was to call Miss Shari Walmart back and beg her for another chance. The thought only made her cringe. Begging had never appealed to her. It still didn't, no matter how dire her situation had become.

She sighed. Flipping through Swingers and Flingers, Daniella began reading some of the ads listed in the Personals section. They were somewhat entertaining, but disturbing at the same time. For at least a moment, her troubles seemed a little less overwhelming. Damn, she couldn't believe how many people put their stuff out there, looking for simple companionship. Then again, a little companionship would be nice. How long had it been since she and Robert had even held hands? Her marriage had been over for several years before Robert finally filed. Scanning the ads made her realize just how lonely her life had become. Daniella's eyes were drawn to a simple ad, in the center of the page: 

Older companion For twenty-five-year-old virgin male
Willing to pay for services… Money no object.
2 weeks Must be "experienced" Call 212-555-2605 

Money no object? For some reason Daniella couldn't drag her eyes away. Could she? After  all, the ad didn't specify there would be sex involved… She thought about for a moment. Well okay, the ad was in a swinger's magazine, so sex was probably involved. Two weeks only, that wasn't too bad. In addition, if money were no object, the guy had to have tons of it. So why advertise for sex in a magazine?

Okay, so he's a virgin, supposedly. Maybe he was  just shy and couldn't get the nerve up to find a date? Damn. Twenty-five and still a virgin.

Visions of a buttugly six-hundred-pound, drooling-and-farting-with-a-serious-case-of-halitosis man crossed her mind. She was being ridiculous, not to mention desperate. Two weeks only, money no object, and she could close her eyes during the deed. She could pay her mortgage and then some.

Good Lord, was she really trying to convince herself to sell sex for money? It was crazy to even suggest such a thing. Yet, what if she did it, this one time only? Only two weeks and she could be thousands of dollars richer. She could pay off all her bills.

Sunday, May 7, 2017

Monday Teaser

Still time to get your free copy from Amazon:   HELLBOUND by Emma Paul


“No wait!” James pointed at Amelia's prone body. “Take her instead. She’s a virgin and I give her to you as a sacrifice.”
The beast materialized back to his solid form. He looked down, curiosity in his eyes. Her stepfather screeched a malicious laughter, “You want to fuck her don’t you?”
The demon glared back at him and snarled. “Why would I take an innocent, when you are more worthy of Hell?”
Isabella's stepfather shook all over. She saw his rage and fears culminate into a volatile eruption of insanity. “Damn you! How can you deny her? A pure soul is stronger than a stained one! I know your kind makes bargains to break bargains all the time, you fucking bastard!”
In a blinding motion, the beast held her stepfather by the neck and dangled him in midair. Damn, he was tall. Isabella's insides twisted and her pulse quickened.
She screamed.
The demon ignored her, focusing with deadly intent on James. “She is not a virgin!” he roared at James's face, “You try to make a fool out of me!”
Shock masked her stepfather’s face a second before the angry demon tightened his grip and made him sputter for air.
“What? Hey y-you c-can’t t-touch me...”
James’s voice was very strained and barely audible, but Isabella was close enough to hear what they said.
The demon threw his head back and bellowed a sinister laugh. “Pathetic fool!” He grinned devilishly. “Don't you know that you never call a demon without proper safeguards to contain him?”
He laughed again, “Silly fucker, you summoned me inside your protective circle!” He looked James in the eye and shook his head. “I'm shocked you conjured me the first time without an incident.” The tone of his voice was dry and mocking.
Isabella nearly laughed at the “duh” expression that slowly settled over her stepfather's face. The demon was right. He was pathetic. The beast rolled his eyes and sighed dramatically. Then to Isabella's surprise, he dropped James and turned to leave once again. The stunned and humiliated man landed on his ass. However, he still tried to bargain with the unimpressed demon.
“Wait, what about the girl? C'mon, you want her, don't you? All I want is another sixty or eighty years! C'mon, look at her!”
James's whiny, desperate voice sickened her. Good Lord, could he be any more of a weasel? Her attention turned back to their demonic guest. He had stopped and his shoulders stiffened. He turned around slowly and glanced down at Amelia, who rolled into a fetal position, crying and trembling.
What would happen if the demon took her sister? He seemed to consider it. His eyes got brighter red, and he licked his lips, looking down at her sobbing sister.
Isabella had to do something. She had to stop this and save her sister. She could not let Amelia suffer for her selfishness, her stupidity.
Isabella noticed the demon's expression turn to lustful wanting the longer he stared at her sibling. He reached down and ran a hand through Amelia's pale-blonde hair. His face softened, and he uttered a low groan.
“I can--”
Isabella crawled to kneel at the demon's feet and interrupted the demon before he could say another word. “Take me! I’m a virgin!” She clasped her hands to her chest. “Spare her, take me!"  The demon froze and looked down at Isabella. She held his gaze, trying with every fiber of her being not to flinch. His shocked expression stunned her. 
He pointed at James and his incredulous eyes focused on her. “You offer yourself to save this pathetic excuse of living meat?”
His once reverberated voice seemed human now. The astonishment in it gave Isabella some hope that he considered her offer seriously. She found it difficult to look away from his piercing eyes.
He captivated her. She felt both fear and curiosity, staring at his otherworldly handsome face. She slowly nodded. He licked his lips traveling his eyes over her body. Trickling warmth ran down her lower abdomen, making her nether regions tingle. The demon turned for a moment to her stepfather and hissed. Then, he wrapped an arm around her waist and picked her up as if she weighed nothing at all.
An instant later, she was in Hell.

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