What the hell was going on, why did I care, and why, oh why, did I not carry a pocket rocket in my purse? My girlie bits were still on fire, screaming for release after Mr. Sex God’s orgasmic touch.
Lisa SanchezStichwörter: humor romance paranormal
I swallowed hard, a hot flush blazing a trail across my skin. Reminded me of that old television show, Bonanza. You know, the one with the burning map and the lively western tune? Yeah, my skin was that map, but the song blaring in my head leaned more toward a “bow-chick-a-wow-wow” sound than anything else. Hormone overload!
Lisa SanchezStichwörter: humor romance paranormal
All masculine, hard-bodied and sensual, he was a deadly weapon sent by the gods to drive women mad, and a walking billboard for all things wicked and carnal. Orgasms! Get your orgasms here. Hot and juicy! Just how you like ‘em!
Lisa SanchezStichwörter: humor romance sex-appeal paranormal
I will always come for you, a ghrá. You are my life, the very air I breathe, and I cannot be without you. Táim I ngrá leat. Is tú mo shonuachar. I love you. You’re my soul mate.
Lisa SanchezAll men are assholes.
Lisa SanchezStichwörter: humor
A Bobfoc. Body off Baywatch, face off crimewatch."
I drew in a loud breath in mock horror. "That's awful."
"Maybe, but it's true," he said. "Her face would drive rats from a barn!
What passes the
lips goes straight to the hips.
Stichwörter: paranormal-romance
After pulling on two sports bras (Yes, two.Big boobs + running = black eyes)
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