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Taina Aponte, the sole survivor of an arson fire that killed her family, was taken to safety in Puerto Rico by her grandmother to escape the wholesale destruction of The Bronx. Thirty years later Taina, now a witch and still haunted by her memories, is back in the hood.
Taina’s search for the murderers uncovers a vast werewolf/dhampir conspiracy—and an alliance of fae to aid in her quest for justice. She enters into an uneasy alliance with Arnaldo Arroyo, a reformed addict turned community activist. The truths she uncovers shake her faith in everything and everyone she ever knew. Will she accept the mandate of the orishas to restore the balance between good and evil and take back the neighborhood? |
Genre: Romance, Gay, Historical TBR Reviewer: Bella Rating: 4/5 - Highly recommended read! Heat: 3/5 - Blush Worthy! - REVIEW -Hothouse Bloom is the second book in the Ramsbury Estate series. I had the pleasure to review the first book, High Strung and loved it. This story follows Noah, healing from a war wound. It’s not just his body that’s in need of help but also his mental state. James is the doctor that was hired to assist him. As they get to know each other the professional façade falls into something so much deeper.
I really liked Noah. He’s going through so much and there is so much heaviness when it comes to his side of the story. As James takes care of him there are some up and downs but he’s feeling more confidence. I really loved their romance. It was sweet and sexy, very heartwarming. There are a few slow spots that bog the story down. The historical world building is nicely done. I enjoyed this addition and I’m excited to see where this series goes. If you enjoy historical M/M, I highly recommend Hothouse Bloom. 
traveling under heavy security. Enchanted by the surprisingly kind and vulnerable woman, he can't help but fall in love, patiently waiting until she catches up to the idea. However, it becomes clear that her celebrity lifestyle collides with his modest rodeo roots. Landon would give his life for Harper, but does he love her enough to live in her world? Genre: Romantic suspense TBR Reviewer: Christine K. Rating: 4/5 stars - Highly Recommended Read! - REVIEW -Harper’s life is changed by a bullet but it leads her to a man that may just save her future…
Harper wakes up in the ICU, unsure what happened. Things are patchy and her fiancé talks about her being attacked. To bad she can’t remember it. Things unfold and suddenly her fiancé is the prime suspect in her attempted murder. Now, she’s not sure who to trust. That’s when she meets Landon (Handsome!). She isn’t looking for a relationship but her heart says otherwise. The mystery unfolds as their romance grows. Hippotherapy is interesting. I’ve never heard of it before this book. I really enjoyed that detail. The book is slow in some places but the romance is wonderfully sweet. I think the suspense element is on point as well. This is the first book I read in this series and I’d highly recommend Gorgeous Scars!
feed an unwieldy pet, and decide if the emotions building between them are based on more than just the adrenaline and unavoidable circumstances. - SNEAK PEEK -“I’m going to wash all this gunk off my face and brush my teeth,” Sway said as she tucked the certificate back into the metal tube and moved toward the bedroom. “You boys don’t do anything fun or interesting while I’m gone, okay?” He watched as she disappeared into the bedroom he’d occupied in the suite and closed the door behind her. Okay, he followed her ass as she left the room. The sweatpants he bought for her fit snugly across her hips and highlighted her tight glutes. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Huck’s gaze locked on the same view. He frowned. “Stop looking at her ass.” “You first.” Roman grunted. “Forget it. Just tell me how things went the rest of the night. Where’s the statue?” “I dropped it off to Amir before I came back here. He’s going to make sure it’s returned to the museum safe and sound.” Huck moved from the door and took Sway’s vacated seat on the couch. Roman eased into a chair to keep his limbs from going numb after kneeling on the hard floor. At thirty-six and after a few nasty jumps incurred in the pursuit of his work, his joints weren't quite what they used to be. He'd ignored the pain while between Sway's thighs--who wouldn’t?— but he had no reason to continue the torture for Huck. “And the party?” Roman asked with a grunt as he leaned back and crossed one leg to rest his foot on the opposite knee. “Without a hitch. Gunter’s a suspicious dick, but he didn’t cause any problems.” "Good." Roman nodded. His cell phone buzzed in his pocket, and he pulled it out to read the message. Transpo is all clear for tomorrow. I will meet you at the airport. Excited to finally meet your favorite thief. “Ruby says everything is clear for tomorrow.” “What’d you get out of the little princess about the necklace?” Roman blew out a breath and scowled as he thought back over his conversation with her earlier. “Not much. She wouldn’t even admit to having seen it, much less that she has it. I’m not really surprised, but I hoped she’d give me something. The only thing I really got from her was the sense she’s scared. It was subtle, but it was there.” Her eyes had flared and dilated when he first mentioned the necklace. And moments ago, when he’d brought it up again, her pulse sped up, and she’d held her breath. She managed to get herself back under control quickly, but in that split second, he’d seen her fear. “Scared? Of the people she stole it from?” Huck stretched out his legs and crossed his feet at the ankles. “Not sure. Either that or getting caught for smuggling.” “Come on, man. You know the girl isn’t scared of anything. She’s been stealing shit since at least her sweet sixteen. We both know it. She hasn’t once gotten caught, at least not long enough for anything to stick. So, some sob story about being terrified to go to prison? Give me a break.” "No, I don't think that's it. I do think the necklace is a priceless antiquity and would go for a fortune on the black market. Whoever she stole it for, and Ruby thinks it was Henri Olivier, will not keep it for his girlfriend. If we can get the necklace to Ruby, she can make sure Interpol hides it away and prevents it from funding terrorism or human trafficking." The same reason he and Huck took most jobs Ruby threw their way. Art theft made up an eight billion dollar a year industry for criminals. An industry Roman and Huck did their best to make a little smaller each year by recovering stolen goods and getting them back home. Henri Olivier had one of the most repulsive reputations among high-end lowlifes. The man had no limits, nothing he wouldn’t get involved in if it made him richer—guns, drugs, people, large-scale weapons, all of it. Though working for Interpol only made up a small part of their recovery business, Roman figured whatever he and Huck could do to return lost treasures to their homes and put offenders like Olivier behind bars made a difference. It was a bonus that Roman’s old man was turning over in his grave every time his children brought criminals to justice and refused to cash in on stolen goods. “So, how do we get her to talk?” Huck asked. “I don’t think your plan of sucking her tongue into your mouth was going to accomplish that.” Roman felt the burn in his face as his cheeks flushed and cursed his complexion when Huck laughed. “I lost my head for a minute. That will not happen again.” “Oh, I don’t think you lost your head. You were thinking with the wrong one.” Huck smirked. Roman's felt the flush in his face and neck deepened, and he locked his jaw on a retort. What could he say? He let the little head control him. Once Sway melted against his body, his brain short-circuited as all blood flow rushed south of his belt buckle. He still couldn't get the smell of her out of his head. He turned or moved, and the scent of spring would tease him again. Lightly floral with a bit of citrus. "Speaking of…" Roman glanced toward the still-closed bedroom door. "What is taking her so long in there?" “Who knows what chicks do in the bathroom. Maybe she got in the shower.” “I heard the sink run earlier, but I didn’t hear the shower turn on.” Roman sat straight up. “Do you think…” He let the thought go unfinished as they stared at one another for a heartbeat before bolting from their seats to run through the bedroom and into the attached bathroom. Empty. - GIVEAWAY -
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 | When she was barely eight, Mayhem’s berserker powers surfaced and wherever she went, pandemonium soon followed. To teach her control, and keep her from destroying the known universe, her fathers started a training program tailored to Mayhem’s unique talents. Now she is a formidable bounty hunter. On her twenty-first birthday, her fathers gift her with her dream vacation, which quickly turns into an unmitigated nightmare. First, she butts heads with a cranky Coletti War Commander. To complete the fiasco, the Shebu, a stone of unfathomable power, is stolen. Now Zarek, the Coletti Overlord, demands she work with the cranky |
Coletti to retrieve it, or her fathers will be imprisoned on a penal colony. Can her Berserker skills save the galaxy? Can she avoid falling in love with the smokin’ hot War Commander?
- SNEAK PEEK -
The horny males hooted and grabbed themselves. There wasn’t a female alive who found that sexy, yet they continued to do it. A few more yelled creative ways to fuck me properly.
A growl rumbled in Derek’s chest as he yanked me up.
Slipping his grip, I twirled around him like a drunken ballet dancer.
Our audience was eating it up.
“Have you lost your mind?”
“Not yet.” I came to an abrupt stop. “Ready?”
“For what?” Derek asked warily.
“For this.” I climbed him like a tree, and ground sinuously against his groin. “Remember. We need to keep them distracted. Very distracted.”
“You want me to just stand here while you do your deranged nympho act?” His voice was a low, sexy growl.
“Sorta.” I gave him my Debbie Sunshine smile. “Ever danced the Tango?”
“I have.”
“Good. We’re going to start with the Tango and move on to simulating sex acts.”
Derek’s eyes narrowed. “You are bat shit crazy.”
“Am I? Or are those bastards going to be so busy watching us, they won’t notice when Zarek’s warriors arrive or Qa’a transforms into his true form. Unless you have another dance in mind?”
Derek let out a long breath. “I don’t. Let’s do it, amore mio.”
I tapped my gauntlet and hot Latin music filled the air.
Derek circled me like I was his prey and he wanted to eat every inch of me.
I darted to the left.
Derek grabbed my right hand, spun me around him and pulled me into a tight embrace. His lips brushed mine.
I jerked away.
He jerked me back, sliding his leg between mine.
The catcalls grew louder.
His large hands skimmed down my back, grabbed my hips and up I went. “It’s working,” I murmured in his ear.
Derek twirled me around his shoulders and flashed me a mental image of Zarek and Sariel at the back of the crowd. “Get ready.” He slowly slid me down his taut body, letting me feel every delicious muscle.
“I’m always ready.” Derek dipped me and lowered his head. Just before our lips met, I whispered. “I spotted Vrax. He in the first row, third seat from the left.”
One second the War Commander’s lips were on mine, the next he thrust me between his legs and hauled me back up. “I see him.” He promenaded me across the dance floor, spinning me this way and that.
I broke free and before I could make a run for it, Derek had me pinned to the floor. Damn he was fast.
Derek caged me with his arms and ground his hips against my pussy.
I writhed under him like an over-sexed whore.
The thugs went wild.
Yanking out his pistol, Baelish quickly stunned the six or more goons trying to climb onto the stage.
Derek totally ignored them and dry humped me with a great deal of vigor.
The catcalls got louder.
I pulled his head down, and gave him a long, voracious kiss.
A growl rumbled in Derek’s chest as he yanked me up.
Slipping his grip, I twirled around him like a drunken ballet dancer.
Our audience was eating it up.
“Have you lost your mind?”
“Not yet.” I came to an abrupt stop. “Ready?”
“For what?” Derek asked warily.
“For this.” I climbed him like a tree, and ground sinuously against his groin. “Remember. We need to keep them distracted. Very distracted.”
“You want me to just stand here while you do your deranged nympho act?” His voice was a low, sexy growl.
“Sorta.” I gave him my Debbie Sunshine smile. “Ever danced the Tango?”
“I have.”
“Good. We’re going to start with the Tango and move on to simulating sex acts.”
Derek’s eyes narrowed. “You are bat shit crazy.”
“Am I? Or are those bastards going to be so busy watching us, they won’t notice when Zarek’s warriors arrive or Qa’a transforms into his true form. Unless you have another dance in mind?”
Derek let out a long breath. “I don’t. Let’s do it, amore mio.”
I tapped my gauntlet and hot Latin music filled the air.
Derek circled me like I was his prey and he wanted to eat every inch of me.
I darted to the left.
Derek grabbed my right hand, spun me around him and pulled me into a tight embrace. His lips brushed mine.
I jerked away.
He jerked me back, sliding his leg between mine.
The catcalls grew louder.
His large hands skimmed down my back, grabbed my hips and up I went. “It’s working,” I murmured in his ear.
Derek twirled me around his shoulders and flashed me a mental image of Zarek and Sariel at the back of the crowd. “Get ready.” He slowly slid me down his taut body, letting me feel every delicious muscle.
“I’m always ready.” Derek dipped me and lowered his head. Just before our lips met, I whispered. “I spotted Vrax. He in the first row, third seat from the left.”
One second the War Commander’s lips were on mine, the next he thrust me between his legs and hauled me back up. “I see him.” He promenaded me across the dance floor, spinning me this way and that.
I broke free and before I could make a run for it, Derek had me pinned to the floor. Damn he was fast.
Derek caged me with his arms and ground his hips against my pussy.
I writhed under him like an over-sexed whore.
The thugs went wild.
Yanking out his pistol, Baelish quickly stunned the six or more goons trying to climb onto the stage.
Derek totally ignored them and dry humped me with a great deal of vigor.
The catcalls got louder.
I pulled his head down, and gave him a long, voracious kiss.
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 | Amelia Kirkland’s been head-over-heels for Teague Sullivan forever. Not that she’s ever let him know—as her brother’s best friend, he’s officially off-limits. That’s even more true once they become partners in rehabbing a historic inn. She can’t risk what she’s building with her brother and her friends just to fulfill a lifelong crush. Can she? When Teague left the Special Forces, he didn’t know what would come next. Until his best friend, Alex, won an inn as a lottery prize and made him a partner. It’s his shot at getting everything he’s always wanted. Except for Alex’s beautiful sister. Amelia’s friendship was a lifeline while he was deployed, but |
that’s a line he can’t cross. He owes his friend too much to betray his trust. Now, though? Working and living with her every day? He wants more.
If their secret romance is discovered, it could ruin everything before the inn has a chance. But does their one shot at happiness require them to break all the rules?
TBR Reviewer: Bella
Rating: 4/5 - Highly Recommended Read
Heat: 3/5 - Flirty!
If their secret romance is discovered, it could ruin everything before the inn has a chance. But does their one shot at happiness require them to break all the rules?
TBR Reviewer: Bella
Rating: 4/5 - Highly Recommended Read
Heat: 3/5 - Flirty!
- REVIEW -
Amelia is in love with her brother’s best friend. Teague has feeling for Amelia but being deployed overseas and she being his best friend’s sister, makes things complicated. Can they explore the feelings between them? How with her brother feel? What about the Inn that Teague and her brother own?
Amelia has the ‘green thumb’ in the family. She’s not concerned with how she looks, only how the garden does. She has always had feelings for Teague but with him being her brother’s best friend there’s a big barrier. Teague has issues of his own like being back from the military and his best friend is her brother. It’s an interesting tangle that I enjoyed unraveling. I liked their romance, it felt genuine and steamy. There’s also the addiction of Nora and James. They had a lot of page time in this story and we got to hear their tale of love. I liked all the characters but I feel like the focus was a little chaotic with the second couple added in. The romance is beautiful and hot. I really enjoyed this series and this book fits in perfectly!
Amelia has the ‘green thumb’ in the family. She’s not concerned with how she looks, only how the garden does. She has always had feelings for Teague but with him being her brother’s best friend there’s a big barrier. Teague has issues of his own like being back from the military and his best friend is her brother. It’s an interesting tangle that I enjoyed unraveling. I liked their romance, it felt genuine and steamy. There’s also the addiction of Nora and James. They had a lot of page time in this story and we got to hear their tale of love. I liked all the characters but I feel like the focus was a little chaotic with the second couple added in. The romance is beautiful and hot. I really enjoyed this series and this book fits in perfectly!
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 | Friends for life. Or death. Spring break. Aruba. Swimming, sunshine, and golden beaches. It was supposed to be the best time of Anna’s life. Paradise. But then the unthinkable happens. Anna’s best friend is found brutally murdered. And as the local police begin to investigate the gruesome crime, suspicion and evidence point to one person—Anna. Now trapped in a country not her own, Anna must fight for her freedom and prove her innocence. As she awaits the judge’s decision, it becomes clear that everyone around her thinks she is not only guilty, but dangerous. |
Genre: Suspense, Romance, Mystery
TBR Reviewer: Christine K.
Rating: 5 Stars - A Must Read!
TBR Reviewer: Christine K.
Rating: 5 Stars - A Must Read!
Anna and her friends go to Aruba for spring break. Sunshine. Laughter. The beach. A dead body…
Anna’s best friend is found murdered and with thin evidence the police are sure Anna’s the suspect. Her friends turn on her one buy one. The media is already convinced of her guilt. Her life is slipping away day by day and her best friend's killer is still out there…
Noooo! Okay, this is going to be hard to review because I enjoyed the hell out of this book. I liked Anna. She is just stuck in a terrible, hard place. She trusts the wrong people and then everyone seems to be lying. The media is so well portrayed, guilty until proven innocent. As the trail proceeds, the story flashes back to what happened on the trip and a few childhood memories. It all leads up to the big finale. Is Anna convicted of murder? Innocent or guilty? Then I came to the ending and I read until two am, unable to put this book down. I had a suspect and I’m usually right about these things. The facts put together added up to one possible killer and …. I was so wrong! My assumptions are a terrible mistake. The twisted, beautiful ending is an explosion that had my mouth dropping open. Well done, Ms. Haas, well done! I’m so going to look up other books by this author!
I’ll never Tell is a five shiny star, absolute must read!
Anna’s best friend is found murdered and with thin evidence the police are sure Anna’s the suspect. Her friends turn on her one buy one. The media is already convinced of her guilt. Her life is slipping away day by day and her best friend's killer is still out there…
Noooo! Okay, this is going to be hard to review because I enjoyed the hell out of this book. I liked Anna. She is just stuck in a terrible, hard place. She trusts the wrong people and then everyone seems to be lying. The media is so well portrayed, guilty until proven innocent. As the trail proceeds, the story flashes back to what happened on the trip and a few childhood memories. It all leads up to the big finale. Is Anna convicted of murder? Innocent or guilty? Then I came to the ending and I read until two am, unable to put this book down. I had a suspect and I’m usually right about these things. The facts put together added up to one possible killer and …. I was so wrong! My assumptions are a terrible mistake. The twisted, beautiful ending is an explosion that had my mouth dropping open. Well done, Ms. Haas, well done! I’m so going to look up other books by this author!
I’ll never Tell is a five shiny star, absolute must read!
 | Lane Roanoke is fifteen when she comes to live with her grandparents and fireball cousin at the Roanoke family's rural estate following the suicide of her mother. Over one long, hot summer, Lane experiences the benefits of being one of the rich and beautiful Roanoke girls. But what she doesn't know is being a Roanoke girl carries a terrible legacy: either the girls run, or they die. For there is darkness at the heart of Roanoke, and when Lane discovers its insidious pull, she must make her choice... |
Genre: Thriller, suspense
Rating: 4 Stars - Highly Recommended Read
TBR Reviewer: Christine K.
Rating: 4 Stars - Highly Recommended Read
TBR Reviewer: Christine K.
This was such a skeevy, gross, I need a shower right now, story. The author did a great job writing about Lane, a young woman whose mother killed herself. Lane is now stuck living with her estranged grandfather, grandmother and cousin. It isn’t long before she feels like she’s at home. The wonderful place is where she truly belongs. Lane discovers a horrifying secret. She leaves and only returns when her cousin goes missing.
I liked Lane. She had such a troubled past which made her uncertainty so much more believable. That said, this story is so dark and perverted that it was hard to read. Several times I was so disgusted and yet I kept reading because I HAD to find out what happened to her cousin, Allegra. There’s a rather turbulent romance that also kept the story moving along nicely. That ending did not disappoint.
Creepy. Twisted. Disturbing – The Roanoke Girls.
I liked Lane. She had such a troubled past which made her uncertainty so much more believable. That said, this story is so dark and perverted that it was hard to read. Several times I was so disgusted and yet I kept reading because I HAD to find out what happened to her cousin, Allegra. There’s a rather turbulent romance that also kept the story moving along nicely. That ending did not disappoint.
Creepy. Twisted. Disturbing – The Roanoke Girls.
 | Title: A Glass of Red Author: Sam Carlson Length: 180 pages Genres: LGBTQ, Contemporary Romance TBR Reviewer: Fiona Rating: 4 Stars - Highly Recommended Read! Heat: 3/5 - Blush Worthy! |
Noah is at a crossroads in his life. He's an art history major, who's working on his masters degree, but has no way of paying for it. He's been working on getting certified as a sommelier. To earn some extra money over the summer, he's interviewed for a job helping a rich couple, the Cunninghams, with the renovations of the new villa they bought in Italy. He discovers that they don't want him for his art history knowledge, but for his wine acumen.
Christian Caravelli has been drifting through life with no special plan. He's still living with his parents in Miami, but their arguing has led them to the point where a divorce seems inevitable. He decides to spend some time with his grandfather in Italy. When his grandfather falls and breaks his leg, he realizes he'll be unable to do the renovations on the villa he's been commissioned to work on, so he tells Christian that he'll have to do the work.
This sets up Noah to meet Christian when he arrives at the villa. Both points of view are used, and we see how both are attracted to each other. Along with the uncertainty of, is he gay or not? There is also the question of whether or not the other man finds him attractive. Noah has always been the shy, nerdy guy who is hesitant to take chances. Christian has always been the easy-going sexy man who's never been at a loss for men who want him. Over time, both men realize that not only are they both smitten with each other, but that there is the tantalizing possibility that this relationship could lead to more. Both have to be willing to sacrifice and change their future plans.
This was an enjoyable read. I also like learning about wines, and there were bits of knowledge about Italian wines tossed into the story. Since Italian reds are my favorite, I was pleased. I enjoyed the slow build-up to the sex scenes, since good sex starts in the mind, and both men have quite an imagination. This is a fun way to spend a couple of hours, pretending you're in Italy with Noah and Christian.
Christian Caravelli has been drifting through life with no special plan. He's still living with his parents in Miami, but their arguing has led them to the point where a divorce seems inevitable. He decides to spend some time with his grandfather in Italy. When his grandfather falls and breaks his leg, he realizes he'll be unable to do the renovations on the villa he's been commissioned to work on, so he tells Christian that he'll have to do the work.
This sets up Noah to meet Christian when he arrives at the villa. Both points of view are used, and we see how both are attracted to each other. Along with the uncertainty of, is he gay or not? There is also the question of whether or not the other man finds him attractive. Noah has always been the shy, nerdy guy who is hesitant to take chances. Christian has always been the easy-going sexy man who's never been at a loss for men who want him. Over time, both men realize that not only are they both smitten with each other, but that there is the tantalizing possibility that this relationship could lead to more. Both have to be willing to sacrifice and change their future plans.
This was an enjoyable read. I also like learning about wines, and there were bits of knowledge about Italian wines tossed into the story. Since Italian reds are my favorite, I was pleased. I enjoyed the slow build-up to the sex scenes, since good sex starts in the mind, and both men have quite an imagination. This is a fun way to spend a couple of hours, pretending you're in Italy with Noah and Christian.
 | Noah Tenbey’s body and soul were torn asunder during a cavalry charge at the battle of Waterloo. A year later he’s still suffering. Fearful, his family calls in Dr. James Byrd from London, who not only helps Noah with his injuries, he also brings Noah’s heart back to life. But what life can James, the bastard son of an Earl, and Noah have together when all of society doesn’t see them as they truly are? Will they find a way to keep their love blooming, or will it wither on the vine? |
- SNEAK PEAK -
James pressed thyme into the next seed pot. “As a physician, I am wondering about the injury to your leg. May I ask what it was from? I’m suspecting a fall from a horse.”
As expected, Noah bristled. “I’ve not lost my seat since I was a boy on my first pony. I was part of the heavy calvary charge at Waterloo. We came over the ridge … and…”
“And it was bloody chaos.”
“It was. Long story short, I caught two bullets to my leg. Second killed my horse, which probably saved my life. I somehow ended up under his neck when he went down. Weight held the blood at bay until I was carried off.” He did not sound all that grateful for not having bled to death. Noah wouldn’t be the first man James had met still fighting a battle that had ended ages ago.
Noah’s head had bowed, his face hidden behind a curtain of dark hair.
James crossed his arms. “Can I see the work the field surgeon did? Out of professional curiosity, of course.” It had nothing to do with Noah removing his trousers. Not at all. It couldn’t.
“If you must.”
Those three words stabbed at James. They were resigned as if Noah had realized he was nothing but a medical oddity. The need to kneel next to him and reassure him that there was more to life than this injury was nearly overwhelming, but he couldn’t give in. He didn’t even know Noah, though that would have to change over the next few months if any progress were to be made.
James spun to his pots when Noah slid his coat and braces off his shoulder. Stabbing sage seeds into the dirt did little to distract James from the sound of Noah undoing his buttons and pushing at his trousers from his seat on the chaise.
There was a pained grunt. Another, then a resigned sigh. “I’m afraid I can’t get my trousers down myself. I’m going to need your professional assistance if you want to see what’s left of me.”
“Of course.” James tossed every thought that wasn’t clinical into a far corner of his mind. This was his patient who he’d been hired to care for. Taking a deep breath, he turned. All the air left his lungs in a rush. Noah, lips pursed, had his trousers undone and his shirt hiked up. James flexed his hands to keep his fingers from trembling as he bent over Noah, the scent of whatever fancy cologne he had on filling the air, and grasped the waistband of Noah’s trousers.
James forced his suddenly thick tongue to work. “You’ll have to lift your hips if I’m to get these down.”
Noah strung an arm over the back of the chaise. He grimaced, then hesitantly reached out. “Sorry,” he murmured as he set his other hand on James’s shoulder.
“That’s what I’m here for.” To have a good-looking man put his hands on him, that was entirely the reason he’d agreed to spend Christmastide in the countryside, not for the money. “Now up.”
Noah gripped James harder before hefting his rear a few inches off the cushion. The flash of pain on Noah’s face made James move quickly, pulling the trousers down to the man’s knees in seconds before settling him back on the chaise. James busied himself with undoing the laces at the knee of Noah’s drawers. With those loosened, there was nothing else to do besides push the fine fabric up to bare his thigh.
It was a fine, muscled leg, dusted with dark hair. The scar of the injury was far worse than James had expected. It was a pit in the thigh, not two individual wounds. He pushed his spectacles back up his nose.
“They carved out the flesh to stop the rot from spreading,” Noah said. His tone was as bored as if he was discussing the weather. “I’m told I begged them not to take my leg. I suppose I could have done so, but I don’t remember any of it.”
James sucked on his lower lip. “I don’t know how you lived.” He’d seen enough putrid wounds to know that such carving rarely worked. An amputation wouldn’t likely have been feasible, the wound was too far up the leg. So much of it would have been removed that Noah would have died from the blood loss alone.
“Hell, I don’t know how I did either.”
“I’m going to touch you now,” James said, glancing at Noah’s face.
His expression remained tight. He sat rigidly, his back ramrod straight. “You’re the physician.”
James settled his hand over the scar. It was about the size of his palm. Moving his fingers over Noah’s leg he could feel the knots in the muscle, as well as how it had healed, missing where it should be, and the wrong shape in the places it was left. The attachments to the bone must have been disrupted. There was a good chance the bone itself had been chipped or broken and deformed when it knit back together.
“I apologize,” James said. “This will be uncomfortable now but help later.” He rubbed at the knots in the muscle, smiling as they unknit under his fingers.
Noah groaned, the sound making James’s already interested cock perk up further.
“What are you doing?” Noah asked. His voice had taken on a hoarseness that hit James low in the belly.
“Sometimes a muscle will tighten up and forget to relax. I’m reminding it that’s a possibility.”
Silence descended on the greenhouse, only broken by the soft noises Noah made as James rubbed his leg.
“You intimated the bullets passed through your leg?” James asked when the worst of the knots had smoothed themselves out.
“One did. The surgeon dug out the other.”
“Where’s the other wound?” He slid his finger over the top of Noah’s leg, his fingertips trailing through the hair.
“I believe I’m tired of being poked at.” Noah pushed at James, hard enough to send him sprawling backward on the flagstones.
It didn’t hurt, and any indignity was overwhelmed by what he’d seen before Noah had gotten defensive. Noah had schooled his face well, but the cockstand that’d strained the front of his drawers spoke loudly.
James stood, dusting off his rear and turning his back as Noah got his feet under him. He pulled up his trousers in a huff.
“I’ll make you a salve for the leg, it’ll help,” James said, carefully keeping his gaze fixed on the pots with their seeds while removing his spectacles.
“You can do as you please,” Noah said. “But give up now, Doctor Byrd. You can’t fix me.”
As expected, Noah bristled. “I’ve not lost my seat since I was a boy on my first pony. I was part of the heavy calvary charge at Waterloo. We came over the ridge … and…”
“And it was bloody chaos.”
“It was. Long story short, I caught two bullets to my leg. Second killed my horse, which probably saved my life. I somehow ended up under his neck when he went down. Weight held the blood at bay until I was carried off.” He did not sound all that grateful for not having bled to death. Noah wouldn’t be the first man James had met still fighting a battle that had ended ages ago.
Noah’s head had bowed, his face hidden behind a curtain of dark hair.
James crossed his arms. “Can I see the work the field surgeon did? Out of professional curiosity, of course.” It had nothing to do with Noah removing his trousers. Not at all. It couldn’t.
“If you must.”
Those three words stabbed at James. They were resigned as if Noah had realized he was nothing but a medical oddity. The need to kneel next to him and reassure him that there was more to life than this injury was nearly overwhelming, but he couldn’t give in. He didn’t even know Noah, though that would have to change over the next few months if any progress were to be made.
James spun to his pots when Noah slid his coat and braces off his shoulder. Stabbing sage seeds into the dirt did little to distract James from the sound of Noah undoing his buttons and pushing at his trousers from his seat on the chaise.
There was a pained grunt. Another, then a resigned sigh. “I’m afraid I can’t get my trousers down myself. I’m going to need your professional assistance if you want to see what’s left of me.”
“Of course.” James tossed every thought that wasn’t clinical into a far corner of his mind. This was his patient who he’d been hired to care for. Taking a deep breath, he turned. All the air left his lungs in a rush. Noah, lips pursed, had his trousers undone and his shirt hiked up. James flexed his hands to keep his fingers from trembling as he bent over Noah, the scent of whatever fancy cologne he had on filling the air, and grasped the waistband of Noah’s trousers.
James forced his suddenly thick tongue to work. “You’ll have to lift your hips if I’m to get these down.”
Noah strung an arm over the back of the chaise. He grimaced, then hesitantly reached out. “Sorry,” he murmured as he set his other hand on James’s shoulder.
“That’s what I’m here for.” To have a good-looking man put his hands on him, that was entirely the reason he’d agreed to spend Christmastide in the countryside, not for the money. “Now up.”
Noah gripped James harder before hefting his rear a few inches off the cushion. The flash of pain on Noah’s face made James move quickly, pulling the trousers down to the man’s knees in seconds before settling him back on the chaise. James busied himself with undoing the laces at the knee of Noah’s drawers. With those loosened, there was nothing else to do besides push the fine fabric up to bare his thigh.
It was a fine, muscled leg, dusted with dark hair. The scar of the injury was far worse than James had expected. It was a pit in the thigh, not two individual wounds. He pushed his spectacles back up his nose.
“They carved out the flesh to stop the rot from spreading,” Noah said. His tone was as bored as if he was discussing the weather. “I’m told I begged them not to take my leg. I suppose I could have done so, but I don’t remember any of it.”
James sucked on his lower lip. “I don’t know how you lived.” He’d seen enough putrid wounds to know that such carving rarely worked. An amputation wouldn’t likely have been feasible, the wound was too far up the leg. So much of it would have been removed that Noah would have died from the blood loss alone.
“Hell, I don’t know how I did either.”
“I’m going to touch you now,” James said, glancing at Noah’s face.
His expression remained tight. He sat rigidly, his back ramrod straight. “You’re the physician.”
James settled his hand over the scar. It was about the size of his palm. Moving his fingers over Noah’s leg he could feel the knots in the muscle, as well as how it had healed, missing where it should be, and the wrong shape in the places it was left. The attachments to the bone must have been disrupted. There was a good chance the bone itself had been chipped or broken and deformed when it knit back together.
“I apologize,” James said. “This will be uncomfortable now but help later.” He rubbed at the knots in the muscle, smiling as they unknit under his fingers.
Noah groaned, the sound making James’s already interested cock perk up further.
“What are you doing?” Noah asked. His voice had taken on a hoarseness that hit James low in the belly.
“Sometimes a muscle will tighten up and forget to relax. I’m reminding it that’s a possibility.”
Silence descended on the greenhouse, only broken by the soft noises Noah made as James rubbed his leg.
“You intimated the bullets passed through your leg?” James asked when the worst of the knots had smoothed themselves out.
“One did. The surgeon dug out the other.”
“Where’s the other wound?” He slid his finger over the top of Noah’s leg, his fingertips trailing through the hair.
“I believe I’m tired of being poked at.” Noah pushed at James, hard enough to send him sprawling backward on the flagstones.
It didn’t hurt, and any indignity was overwhelmed by what he’d seen before Noah had gotten defensive. Noah had schooled his face well, but the cockstand that’d strained the front of his drawers spoke loudly.
James stood, dusting off his rear and turning his back as Noah got his feet under him. He pulled up his trousers in a huff.
“I’ll make you a salve for the leg, it’ll help,” James said, carefully keeping his gaze fixed on the pots with their seeds while removing his spectacles.
“You can do as you please,” Noah said. “But give up now, Doctor Byrd. You can’t fix me.”
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 | The woman behind the icon known as Elvira, Mistress of the Dark, the undisputed Queen of Halloween, reveals her full story, filled with intimate bombshells, told by the bombshell herself. On Good Friday in 1953, at only 18 months old, 25 miles from the nearest hospital in Manhattan, Kansas, Cassandra Peterson reached for a pot on the stove and doused herself in boiling water. Third-degree burns covered 35% of her body, and the prognosis wasn't good. But she survived. Burned and scarred, the impact stayed with her and became an obstacle she was determined to overcome. Feeling |
like a misfit led to her love of horror. While her sisters played with Barbie dolls, Cassandra played with model kits of Frankenstein and Dracula, and idolized Vincent Price.
Due to a complicated relationship with her mother, Cassandra left home at 14, and by age 17 she was performing at the famed Dunes Hotel in Las Vegas. Run-ins with the likes of Frank Sinatra, Sammy Davis Jr., Andy Williams, and Tom Jones helped her grow up fast. Then a chance encounter with her idol Elvis Presley, changed the course of her life forever, and led her to Europe where she worked in film and traveled Italy as lead singer of an Italian pop band. She eventually made her way to Los Angeles, where she joined the famed comedy improv troupe, The Groundlings, and worked alongside Phil Hartman and Paul "Pee-wee" Reubens, honing her comedic skills.
Nearing age 30, a struggling actress considered past her prime, she auditioned at local LA channel KHJ as hostess for the late night vintage horror movies. Cassandra improvised, made the role her own, and got the job on the spot. Yours Cruelly, Elvira is an unforgettably wild memoir. Cassandra doesn't shy away from revealing exactly who she is and how she overcame seemingly insurmountable odds. Always original and sometimes outrageous, her story is loaded with twists, travails, revelry, and downright shocking experiences. It is the candid, often funny, and sometimes heart-breaking tale of a Midwest farm girl's long strange trip to become the world's sexiest, sassiest Halloween icon.
Due to a complicated relationship with her mother, Cassandra left home at 14, and by age 17 she was performing at the famed Dunes Hotel in Las Vegas. Run-ins with the likes of Frank Sinatra, Sammy Davis Jr., Andy Williams, and Tom Jones helped her grow up fast. Then a chance encounter with her idol Elvis Presley, changed the course of her life forever, and led her to Europe where she worked in film and traveled Italy as lead singer of an Italian pop band. She eventually made her way to Los Angeles, where she joined the famed comedy improv troupe, The Groundlings, and worked alongside Phil Hartman and Paul "Pee-wee" Reubens, honing her comedic skills.
Nearing age 30, a struggling actress considered past her prime, she auditioned at local LA channel KHJ as hostess for the late night vintage horror movies. Cassandra improvised, made the role her own, and got the job on the spot. Yours Cruelly, Elvira is an unforgettably wild memoir. Cassandra doesn't shy away from revealing exactly who she is and how she overcame seemingly insurmountable odds. Always original and sometimes outrageous, her story is loaded with twists, travails, revelry, and downright shocking experiences. It is the candid, often funny, and sometimes heart-breaking tale of a Midwest farm girl's long strange trip to become the world's sexiest, sassiest Halloween icon.
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I grew up watching Elvira. I loved not just her outfit but her attitude, her confidence. I admit I haven’t followed her career too closely. I found out that she has a book coming out. Awesome! Then it was shared she’s actually in a lesbian relationship. Really? I had no idea and honestly, good for her!
Yours Cruelly, Elvira is her story, her life laid out bare for us to read. From her horrible first time (I was never a Tom Jones fan but now I hope karma bites him in the … well, you know where.) to her excitement at her first role and meeting the love of her life T. Although she loved her parents there’s some interesting hints at abuse, such as when she was burned as a child. I’ve never seen any scars so that was a complete surprise. There’s some ghost mentions in here which aren’t my cup of tea but others may enjoy. I had no idea the stuff she’d gone through and how strong she truly was until I read this book. The #metoo movement is heartbreakingly too late for her but hopefully women can get justice from here on out. By the end of the book, I feel like she is in such a better place.
The world kicked Cassandra Peterson around, she dusted herself off, adjusted her crown and wrote this book. I suggest you give Yours Cruelly, Elvira a read.
Yours Cruelly, Elvira is her story, her life laid out bare for us to read. From her horrible first time (I was never a Tom Jones fan but now I hope karma bites him in the … well, you know where.) to her excitement at her first role and meeting the love of her life T. Although she loved her parents there’s some interesting hints at abuse, such as when she was burned as a child. I’ve never seen any scars so that was a complete surprise. There’s some ghost mentions in here which aren’t my cup of tea but others may enjoy. I had no idea the stuff she’d gone through and how strong she truly was until I read this book. The #metoo movement is heartbreakingly too late for her but hopefully women can get justice from here on out. By the end of the book, I feel like she is in such a better place.
The world kicked Cassandra Peterson around, she dusted herself off, adjusted her crown and wrote this book. I suggest you give Yours Cruelly, Elvira a read.
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