Six Sentence Sunday: Sweet Danielle

The long awaited release of Roboterotica has come! So, I’ve brought you another six sentence snippet of Sweet Danielle.

The mechanics rippled underneath the synthetic skin as she positioned herself. Those soft rose bud nipples hardened of their own volition—just another easy modification.

“Come to me, lover boy.” Her finger beckoned me over, and my mouth gapped. Her capacity to learn human behavior thrilled me. Eager to feel her beneath me, I met her embrace.

Available for purchase at Amazon in eBook format and print.


Pimp My Book: White Trash Beautiful by Nicole Severn

Welcome to Pimp My Book. Authors helping authors get the word out on the printed word is a great form of kinship among key pounders. A good source of this is guest blogging. Pimp My Book is a series to bring various authors of every kind to my eclectic blog.

Today, we have Nicole Severn, one of my fellow authors at Evernight (I really can’t get enough of pimping their books!). Their newest release, White Trash Beautiful, came out in April 2012. They’ve come here to give you a little insight on the novel. Enjoy!

Evernight Publishing’s Nicole Severn

featuring White Trash Beautiful

First off, I’d like to thank Pam for giving me the opportunity to guest on her blog and thank you for checking me out! I’m Nichole Severn and I write suspense and romance. Occasionally, you’ll see a story in between. My stories are always filled with suspense, opposites attract and emotional roller coasters, but what am I telling you for? Check out my books, Let Me Out and White Trash Beautiful to see for yourself.

Blurb: Trey Aston is hiding from the mob.

Desperate to save life, she sells her body in order to make the monthly payments her father owes the mob, but when Trey discovers he hasn’t been making the payments, she’s forced to turn to the one man she hoped never to see again for help.

Deputy Luke Johnson refuses to acknowledge his high school sweetheart is a prostitute and is determined to make Trey see it for herself. Until she starts treating him as a client.

His ability to know right from wrong is challenged and he isn’t the only one who’s noticed. The force doesn’t have his back where Trey is concerned, leaving him to fight against them for a criminal.

The Camino Family is out to make her pay, but what really has Trey on edge is the fact she’s fallen for the deputy who wants her behind bars.

Excerpt: Rough hands ripped Trey Aston from the car. She laced her hands behind her head as she’d been instructed with indifference. She’d been through all of this before. There were no surprises left for tonight. “Hi, Tucker,” she said with a smile.

Officer Tucker smiled back, but left her for his partner to question. In clipped tones, he ordered her john to get out of the driver’s seat.

“We weren’t doing anything!” her client shouted, but wouldn’t move without zipping up his pants first.

Big mistake.

He didn’t have a chance to move before one of Parkvista’s finest threw him face down onto the pavement. Tucker had the cuffs around her john’s wrists before the man could even get his breath back.

She barely gave him a glance as the red and blue lights crossed her vision, their movement almost hypnotic. She should have been more careful, should have known the gas station wasn’t a good place to take care of business. Wisps of frigid North Dakota air swept under her ragged, black, leather skirt and under the wife beater tank top. A shiver ran down her spine. It sure as hell hadn’t been the snow that brought her back. The whiskey did nothing to keep her warm.

“Trey, what the hell are you doing here?” Tucker’s partner asked. In a town occupied by less than two thousand citizens, everyone’s voice sounded familiar, but this one had a history of sending heat straight between her legs.

Trey tried to keep her breathing even as Officer Luke Johnson confronted her.

Every memory of him flashed across her mind when he settled in front of her, and the officer’s uniform only made it worse. She’d ripped those buttons off countless times during their days together, ran her hands over each abdominal muscle. Now, it seemed she’d never have that chance again. Cops and prostitutes didn’t exactly make the perfect couples.

She couldn’t answer save for a curse that escaped her lips. He knew exactly what she’d been doing. Her hair most likely told the whole story along with the fact that her skirt had hiked itself up around her waist. Heat began to rise up her neck in frustration.

She’d worked hard to avoid him. Now, however, she had nowhere to run. Trey’s heartbeat sped, her eyes darting left and right for a way out.

“Where are your condoms?”

Where can you buy White Trash Beautiful?
Evernight Publishing
All Romance ebooks

Where to Follow Nicole Severn:
Facebook Author Page

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