Ret North knows exactly who he is—a Dominant male with an insatiable sexual appetite. He’s always been a top, searching for his bottom…until a notorious switch catches his eye.
Alese Kane has grown tired of her usual partners. She’s been watching Ret for months, wanting to run her tongue along his hard muscles. But his need for total control stops her.
Ret worries that a relationship with Alese would be impossible, but his giant ego and even larger cock tell him otherwise. Unable to deny his attraction to her any longer, Ret convinces Alese to submit to him.
When Ret dominates Alese, will she submit or will she top from the bottom?
Chelle Bliss' "Top Bottom Switch" is a hot read. Ret is a Dom at a member's only BDSM club called The Club. He's sick and tired of the same subs and things. No one and nothing has been keeping his attention. He decided he wants more, but is unsure of how to get it and find his forever sub. Alese is a switch, or so she says, but she's unsure in her thoughts and feelings. She can't get into being a Domme, but also can't get ito being a sub and trusting a Dom with her. Ret is sitting in the lounge with his friend and his sub when Alese comes running to the room yelling. she just got out of a scene with a Dom who did things on her list he wasn't supposed to, and she shaken about it. Ret takes her to a table and tries to calm her down. They talk and things go from there. They seem to have interest in each other. Can he make her trust him? Can she decide what she really wants? Will he find his forever? Find out this and more in this MUST READ!!!
Harley Sinclair has had more than her share of heartbreak, and now she's all alone once again, trying to hold her life together and move on from the tragedies and the losses of both the dead and the living.
However, she cannot indulge in grief over heartbreak nor death.
Bodies are being found all over London, and then one turns up in the Coven's confines. Someone is hunting witches and wizards, and with the Coven leaderless, they are more vulnerable than ever.
In order to escape the memories haunting her, she agrees to fly to Chicago to find the source of the murders before everyone she knows is killed.
Discover the magic, mystery, and mischief in the final installment of the #1 bestselling Coven Series!
BOOK INFORMATIONTITLE– Reap What You Sow
SERIES(& Book #) – (Reap Book 1) (each book is a stand-alone read)
AUTHOR– A.R. Von
GENRE– Paranormal romance
PUBLICATION DATE– November 10, 2015
LENGTH(#Pages/# Words) – 168 pages/32.330 words
PUBLISHER– Dream Z Dragon Publishing
COVER ARTIST – Wicked Muse Productions BOOK SYNOPSIS
Isolated her whole life, talking only to the animals only she can communicate with, Melanie’s life changes dramatically when she meets Tim. Little does she know that Tim has secrets of his own. He understands her pain, because as a Reaper, he often delivers pain to others. But Melanie is different, and she makes him long for things that a Reaper shouldn’t…like love. BUY & TBR LINKSAMAZON KINDLE US - AMAZON KINDLE CAAMAZON KINDLE UK - AMAZON PAPERBACKSMASHIE - B&N - GOODREADS
My Review A.R. Von's "Reap What You Sow" is the first tale in the Reap series, but it seems like the stories will be standalones. I like how Melanie talks to animals, seem…
Avery Lourdes is a romance writer, specializing in BDSM culture. Once a week she attends a popular, secretive BDSM club. Not to participate, but to gather ideas. She watches the people and the scenes performed, jotting down notes for her next project.
When famous but problematic actor Geoffrey Underwood begins attending the same club, he immediately sets his sights on the young author.
While she's flattered, she has no intention of becoming wife #5, or helping the sexy Dominant divorce wife #4. But the attraction grows, and Avery soon finds herself stuck in the middle of a love story riddled with pain, lies, and plenty of pleasure.
What is one to do when they've accidentally stepped right into one of their own plots?
“Miss Lourdes, what a coincidence.” Oh fucking fuck, she thought, ignoring the stab of lust in her lower belly. She swirled around on the barstool, her knee brush…