After a Face Time conversation with my sister on Sunday and our discussion of all things Game of Thrones, I decided to make her week by featuring GoT hottie, Jon Snow played by the extremely talented and very sexy – Kit Harington. If you don’t watch Game of Thrones, you are definitely missing out on a lot, including this guy. Enjoy!
Ahhhh! I must admit, I truly enjoyed this post. I’ve always been a huge Jason Momoa (aka Khal Drogo fan) and I still am, but Kit Harington is SEXY!
Hope you enjoyed this week’s tease… I know my sister will! Have a great week!
Today I have the lovely and talented Melissa Hosack visiting us today. She is showing off Book 2 in her Evernight Publishing Lucky Bet series, Teacher’s Pet. Welcome, Melissa!
While celebrating his parents’ anniversary at a local casino, Dex Hawthorn is approached and seduced by friends, Arabella and Parker. He takes both women to bed, all of them under the assumption the evening is to be a one-night stand.
Only Dex can’t stop thinking about Parker, and when his duties as a police officer surprisingly force their paths to cross, he takes it as a sign that the two of them are meant to have something beyond a single night of passion. Can he convince Parker he can be a one woman man, and can he get this sexy yet strict school teacher to open up her heart to him?
Seduced by the School Teacher
Dex was caught by surprise when Parker passed by the elevators and shoved open the door to the stairwell. “The stairs?” he asked as she started upward, still pulling him behind her.
“I’ve got to get your blood pumping somehow,” Parker said over her shoulder with a teasing grin. “This seemed like a nice start.”
Up and up they went. One floor. Two floors. Three. On the landing of the fourth floor, Parker suddenly stopped. With a giggle, she turned and shoved Dex back against the wall. “Finally, we’ve got you alone.”
Before he could respond, her lips were grazing his. Her fingers smoothed up his chest until she was able to grasp his collar. That’s when her kisses became more demanding. She claimed him with lips, teeth, and tongue.
A groan escaped against his will at the domineering way she kissed him. He’d never had a woman be so forceful in taking what she wanted, and it was a complete turn-on. His arms curved around her waist, and he yanked her forward until her body pressed firmly against his own. While he returned her kisses, he rocked his hips forward into hers, letting her feel his growing erection.
He was so distracted by Parker and her demanding lips, he’d nearly forgotten about Arabella until she suddenly dropped to her knees at his side. While Parker continued to kiss him, her friend stroked Dex’s leg through his jeans. She took her time, smoothing along the coarse fabric. In slow, circular motions, her hand moved closer and closer to his groin.
Finally, she nudged Parker to the side so she could press her palm flat against his dick. “Mmm, Parker, you picked us a big one. Impressive.” Leaning forward, she nuzzled her cheek against the crotch of his pants, emitting a soft purr.
Dex’s head fell back against the wall as Arabella returned to her stroking. His hips arched in time with her movements, thrusting his cock against her caressing palm.
“Hey now,” Parker chastised. “Don’t forget about me.” She was now to the side of him, leaning against the wall. Gripping his chin, she roughly turned his head in her direction, then she was kissing him again.
He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been kissed this good. Parker was so unbearably sexy. He couldn’t get enough of her, and the feel of her nails grazing his neck sent chills through him. Her body tucked perfectly against his side, as if the two of them fit together like puzzle pieces. Her mouth seemed made for kissing. It was soft and tasted like strawberries. He couldn’t get enough of it either.
Knowing exactly what was expected of him this night, Dex didn’t hesitate in slipping his hand up Parker’s blouse. As their mouths battled for control, he inched his fingers upward until he reached her breasts. He stroked them through her bra. Her nipples pebbled under his touch, drawing a groan of arousal from his throat.
At his feet, Arabella used delicate fingers to undo his belt. With quick movements, she had his belt undone, the button of his jeans loose, and the zipper down.
When Arabella began tugging his jeans and boxers over his hips, he regretfully broke the kiss with Parker and pulled his hips back slightly. “Hold on. Hold on! We’re in a public stairwell. I’m not sure—”
“Relax,” Parker said with a little giggle. “No one ever uses these stairs.”
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Look who is back with a new Evernight Publishing release! That’s right, Raven McAllan is here with Double Jackson. Welcome, Raven!
Thank you so much for inviting me here today, to brag about my latest book. Double Jackson.
I’m saying brag, because I’m oh so happy Jack and Coll’s story was accepted. It’s always a nail biting time, waiting and wondering if your babies are loved by someone else as well.
Luckily they were and this is the result…
Jackson Carrick at Tits and Bum Club—gay in more ways than one.
As morning wake up calls go, those damning headlines made for a rude awakening. The renowned actor is a one man guy, thank you very much, so why would a doppelganger set out to discredit him, and more importantly, who is it?
As the mystery unravels and loyalties are tested, Jackson has to rely on his husband, housekeeper, and friends to keep his reputation from swirling down the drain.
Fortunately, Jackson’s husband Collum knows just how to keep his man from worrying. Only one thing to do when you’re stuck inside waiting for news—lots of mind-blowing sex.
Now a wee teaser…
Jack pulled his t-shirt and jeans off and threw them into the general direction of the dirty laundry basket. They hung over the edge like a drunk visiting Huey. “I’ll put them in properly in a sec.” He stretched his arms above his head and twisted his body to get rid of some of the aches and pains.
Coll made a noise somewhere between a moan and that of a strangled rabbit.
Jack turned in his direction and smiled wickedly. His cock was erect, and jutted proudly out from his body. Coll salivated and cleared his throat as he worked his mouth to reduce the sudden dryness in it. His own cock was erect to the point of pain, and his pre-cum spread down its length and onto his balls.
“You said something?” Jack about purred the words.
Coll found his voice. “Bags, I dibs to go cocking.”
“Cooking? Feel free.”
Coll sniggered. Jack had taken up an Atlas pose and flexed his muscles. Then he dropped one hand to his cock and stroked it ever so slowly from tip to base, stretching and sliding the skin over the rigid core.
“Depends if you think we can generate enough heat?” Coll kicked the covers back until they landed on the floor and copied Jack’s hand movements on his own cock.
“Cock to cock? Mixing all the ingredients together?” Jack said in a gravelly tone. “Oh, why not. And no spoons are needed. Hands are best for mixing.”
“Tongues add more liquid?” Coll said as Jack crawled up the bed next to him and lay on his side so they were almost cock to cock.
“Definitely. Mind you, I think you might need to be head chef tonight. Except, You have to get up in an hour or so.”
“I’m up now,” Coll said. “Wide awake and waving hello.” He moved his cock from side to side. “I think we better start mixing right away or the er, liquid might leak out and be wasted.”
Jack roared with laughter. What a good idea. I’m knackered. Do you want to direct?” He kissed Coll on the cheek and trailed his tongue downward to lave each nipple in turn.
Coll sighed in pleasure. The tiny sucking action and the nips that followed sent his arousal higher and his pre-cum gathering on his cock faster than before.
“My turn.” He bent his head and Jack held his cock up. “Please, love. Kiss my cock and then fuck my ass. I need to feel you in me.”
“That’s an offer I can’t refuse.” Coll sucked in the end of Jack’s cock and tasted the salty-sweet pre-cum as it coated his tongue. He grazed his teeth along the shaft, tight enough for Jack to hiss and moan. Then he let Jack’s dick slide out of his mouth with a noisy plop.
“On your back, then.” He stretched his hand out and fumbled in the cabinet for lube and condom, as Jack rolled over with alacrity.
It took Coll scant seconds to rubber up and coat the condom and the entrance to Jack’s anus with lube.
“Need you more.”
Coll inched forward on his knees and pulled Jack where he wanted him.
“Put your ankles on my neck.”
Jack obliged and Coll wasted no time to inch his cock into Jack’s dark and welcoming hole.
“More. I’m ready.” Jack groaned the words and lifted his ass off the mattress. “Fill me, for fuck’s sake, bloody fill me now.”
“My … pleasure.” Coll panted the words and pushed past the ring of muscles that guarded the entrance and filled Jack. He withdrew almost to the head of his cock and pressed forward again.
Jack had his cock in both hands and set a hot hard pace as he fisted himself. Coll watched through glazed eyes and matched the rhythm. His cock ached from the need to spill his cum and his body was on fire. As Coll watched, Jack stiffened and his hand movements became even more frenzied. He threw back his head and shouted.
“Co … ll.”
It was enough. Coll let himself go and fell over the edge into a hard fast and fucking climax.
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and my web is www.ravenmcallan.com if you want to check out my other books.
Love, R x
It’s been a while since Tamsin Baker has been to the Spicy Butterfly Garden, but she is no stranger here. Today, she brings us her Evernight Publishing novella, FIrst Bite. If you haven’t guessed from the title, it involves one of my favorite paranormal-type species – VAMPIRES. Welcome back and congratulations, Tamsin! 🙂
Can two possessive and passionate vampire’s make a relationship work with the one human they are both destined to love?
Benedict’s boring existence as a London gentleman is called into question the night he meets Lina, the madame of a local brothel. Under her dominance he finds pleasure so sweet he is hungry for more, but he is not the only one with an appetite to fill.
Lina entices the beautiful Benedict into her dungeon only to discover that he is her blood mate. Fear fills her as she enters the unknown, yet the lure of perfect bliss is too much.
Antony, Lina’s long time friend and lover finds Lina and Benedict and cannot help joining in the sexual bliss. Disaster strikes for the tortured hero when he too learns he is Benedict’s blood mate. He must face a past that still devastates him and find a way to make their ménage work.
Lina focused on pushing her hunger for Benedict’s blood down to a less rampant level. She wanted to play with her prey for a little while first.
“Walk over to the wooden step to your left.”
Benedict turned his head and located the piece of equipment she was talking about. She sensed his fear inching up a notch but he did what she said.
Lina watched him move, feeling his emotions as though they were her own. He was naturally confident, strong and sure of himself. She would make him submit to her and in it he would find the greatest pleasure.
“Lay across the bench. Reach over as far down as you can.”
His eyes flashed a little, mutiny gathering in their yellow flecks.
“Lina, I’m not going to…”
“You will do as I tell you to, Benedict.” She placed a soft blanket over the wood to protect his pelvis, then she pointed at the bench expectantly. She could make him, she was far stronger, but this type of pleasure had to be accepted willingly, there was no other way.
“Will you hurt me?”
She flashed him a smile no one had ever resisted.
“Yes, but I will not harm you. If you yell stop, I’ll stop.”
His eyes narrowed as he replayed her words. She held his gaze, then pointed again.
He sighed but lay over the wood, his buttocks high, round and firm.
Lina groaned at the sight. What a magnificent specimen of a human male.
She knelt on the floor quickly to tie his ankles and wrists to the four separate legs of the bench, spreading him wide. Lina then stood and removed the annoying barriers of her dress, chemise and shoes.
Clad only in her garter belt and silk stockings, she pressed herself against Benedict’s ass, her wet pussy aching for release.
“Fuck…Lina!” Benedict struggled against his bonds, too strong for a mere human to break free from.
“Such a nice ass you have, Benedict and not a mark on it. Would you like me to spank you?”
He was silent as she reached between his legs and cupped the heavy sac.
The teasing tone of his response made her smile. She loved his cheekiness.
She controlled her swing, and spanked him: twice on his left cheek and four times on the right. He cried out on the last touch, so she leaned forward to kiss the pink skin.
“Did you like that, my pet?”
She ran her hands down the back of his powerful thighs and up his ass once again.
“I don’t know.”
Lina smiled again. An honest response, how pleasantly unusual.
“I need something more.”
Using speed a human couldn’t see, Lina chose a riding crop from the wall and was back before Benedict realized she had gone.
“I think you are a good man, Benedict, but also a very bad boy. Shall I use my riding crop on you?”
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Tamsin Baker is an Aussie girl who just discovered erotic romance ten months ago. Before that, she would read sexy romance, skipping the plot and looking for the all the naughty bits. Since then, she has written erotic romance and erotica novels of varying length and has had thirty published (so far!). She absolutely loves reading and writing! She has two other jobs, including kids and a hubby too – but writing is a passion that she has to indulge for fear of insanity. M/M is a passion of hers so even when she writes ménage, there is always an M/M story. She particularly enjoys writing female dommes, but she loves experimenting in all genres. Tamsin is learning to write and read more one step at a time. Soon, she’ll have stories published in every sub-genre of erotic romance – well that’s her aim anyway!
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I finished Diana Gabaldon’s book, Outlander, last week and fell madly, deeply and truly in love with Scotsman Jamie Fraser! I’ve not yet started watching the series because I’m one of those dorks that must read the book first… no matter what! I gobbled down Outlander in a short period of time and it’s no novella! I can’t say enough about the story, the characters and the author’s style. I LOVED it!
In honor of my completing Outlander, I decided to spotlight the gorgeous actor that plays him in the Starz series… that I’m eagerly awaiting to start now! Sometimes I feel movies or tv series don’t capture the true essence of a character from a book and sometimes I just picture the character differently. I must say though… Sam Heughan… is perfect as Jamie Fraser! Perfect!
So, yes, I’ve gone there! I’m in love with Jamie Fraser/Sam Heughan! I’ve even tried to convince my Scottish husband to get a kilt in his Scotland plaid and we can play Jamie and Claire! 😉
Hope you’ve enjoyed this week’s Tantalizing Tuesday! I must admit… this has been quite enjoyable for me! Catch you all next week!
Well, we are going into week four of college football season and things have been exciting. Some shake ups already in the Top 25. That’s one of the things I love best about college sports. It doesn’t always matter your ranking, each game the players come out with something to prove and they lay their hearts on that field. I ❤ college football!
This year, I’m enjoying it even more since I’ve noticed “the hottest coach in college football”! That’s right, ladies! Watching football has many advantages, including Texas Tech coach, Kliff Kingsbury! If you like Ryan Gosling, you’ll like Kliff… they could be twins! Go get ’em, Red Raiders! 😉 (And folks, that’s not easy for me to say… I bleed scarlett and grey! #GoBucks!)
I’ve got the uber talented Doris O’Connor today and I’m thrilled. She has brought us her latest Evernight Publishing release Awoken by the Sheikh. One of the things I love about Doris is that she has the most inventive mind. Her characters are always different. Her settings could be in present day or a hundred years in the future. The storyline always has a unique twist, but the one thing that always remains constant is that her stories are entertaining and HOT, HOT, HOT! Welcome back, Doris! 🙂
Thanks so much for having me on your blog today. 🙂
What do you do on an island of sexual abandonment? That is the question Astrid asks herself as she speeds toward the shoreline. Having been bullied and cajoled into accepting the all expenses paid trip of a life time—you can’t really turn down a birthday present like that—Astrid is ill prepared for her encounter with the enigmatic Prince Rashid.
She never reacts to complete strangers like that. There must be something in the water, or maybe this newly emerging submissive side of hers is who she truly is?
I had great fun in writing this story, and I hope readers will like it too. Previously published as Awakening, this has been completely revised and is considerably longer than the original version. I knew there was more to Astrid and Rashid’s story and this is it. And it’s the start of a new series, called services to sisterhood, where fantasy fulfilment is the aim.
Sometimes you don’t know what has been missing from your life until you’re shown who you truly are…
Services to Sisterhood, 1
Loosen up and awake your inner Sex Goddess…call it services to sisterhood.
The mere thought of an all-expenses paid trip to a tropical island of sexual abandonment makes straight-laced school teacher Astrid break out in a heat rash. What fantasy is she supposed to live out, exactly? You kinda need to have them to re-enact them, right? However, she can’t really turn down a birthday present, even if her outrageous best friend would let her.
Everything changes when she wakes up in her very own Arabian Fantasy. Prince Rashid expects her complete obedience, and Astrid can’t help but respond to the demands of the enigmatic Sheikh. Maybe it’s just the ambiance of this place but Astrid finds new strength in her submission, and the sex is out of this world.
What happens, however, when reality beckons? Can she hold onto the fantasy?
Be Warned: BDSM, f/f interaction, anal play, rimming, spanking
“Naughty girls need to be punished.”
Punished? What on earth did he mean? Before she could question him he spun her around in his arms. One hand pinched her nipple hard. The pain was more arousing than she would have thought possible, and his other hand fisted in her hair and yanked her head up. He pinched her again, harder this time. The desire she saw in his dark eyes as he assessed her reaction made the pain spiral down towards her pussy.
“Stop, you’re hurting me!” Is that breathy denial really my voice? Her heart turned into a jackhammer as she waited for his next move, and arousal warred with fear.
He tugged her closer into his solid wall of muscle. A small smile played on his lips at her sharp intake of breath when the move brought her clit in direct contact with the broad tip of his cock. It nudged at her through the thin fabric of both their clothing.
“You don’t want me to stop.”
The growl in her ear, combined with another sharp pinch to her other nipple sent her breathing into erratic overdrive as one large hand cupped her wet folds. Heaven help her, a stab of pure lust made her knees tremble. His low chuckle had to be the sexiest sound she’d ever heard. His stubble grazed her neck as he suckled on her skin and sank his teeth into her flesh at just the right side of pleasuring pain.
He took her moan into his mouth, and his tongue dueled with hers, before he nipped at her bottom lip hard enough for her to taste her own blood. Startled, she tried to pull away from him. His iron grip wouldn’t let her, however, and his predatory smile held her captive. “I can smell your pussy, and I’m going to taste you until you scream for my cock to fill you, deep and hard, right here.”
Astrid gasped at the sudden rip of her dress, and cool air hit her naked flesh. Rashid thrust one finger into her juices before inserting that digit right into her anus, pulling her closer still. The shock of the unexpected invasion made her sink her teeth into her lips to stop herself from moaning. “No, please, Rashid.”
Another finger thrust deep, and lifted her up on her tiptoes until her hands had to grab his shoulders for support.
“That’s no, my lord.”
At the shake of her head, a third finger stretched her further, and she couldn’t help the startled sob he caught in his mouth in a bruising kiss.
“Yield to me, my bad, bad girl, or your punishment will be worse.”
- My. God. He couldn’t mean that, surely. But what did she know about this dark stranger? Nothing but her body’s complete arousal in his presence. Even now, hovering between the pain and pleasure his relentless fingers up her ass were giving her, she wanted his cock inside her so badly she could scream. What is wrong with me?
His gaze locked with hers, his breathing harsh, his pupils so dilated his eyes were almost black. He pushed deeper into her, the pain bringing tears to her eyes as he almost lifted her off the floor entirely. “Yield to me, my pretty, now! Trust me.”
Astrid couldn’t resist. Something in that dark gaze pulled her right into his barely controlled power. “Yes, my lord.”
The brilliant smile took her breath away, and she winced as his fingers slowly and carefully withdrew.
“Good girl. Now shut your eyes.”
“Why?” She couldn’t help but utter the question, even though her insides churned at the thought of his displeasure.
Sure enough, he growled in answer, the sound so low and animalistic that every feminine cell in her body just melted, until she had to fight the urge to sink to her knees in front of him. He raised his eyebrows, moved to stand behind her, and then slapped her ass hard enough to make her gasp. Gooseflesh broke out over her exposed skin when he tugged her head back on his shoulder and she saw his sinful grin. Astrid’s breath stalled in her lungs at the first of several more openhanded swats to her behind. They left her butt on fire. Heat traveled over her skin and sent her arousal up another notch. Surely being spanked like this should not turn her on even more, and make her wish he would bend her over his knee and do the job properly? By the time he’d delivered that last stinging swat, she gasped her answer.
“Yes, my lord.”
“That’s better, my pretty.” She could hear the smile in his voice and feel it in the butterfly kisses on her shoulder blades as he circled her. The swish of cool silk over her sensitive tummy made her pull in the muscles there in anticipation. The silk moved higher, a bare whisper across her engorged breasts, before it settled over her eyes. His warm hand grasped hers and lifted her arm high as another slow, tantalizing swish of silk slid up her body before he tied it around her wrist, and secured her arm high above her head. The tickle of yet more silk started on the inside of her thigh this time, and brushed across her clit repeatedly. It caused more of her juices to moisten her already wet pussy lips, and beads of perspiration broke out on her skin. Astrid could smell her own arousal in the air, mixed with the unique scent of the man breathing into her ear. His sharp intake of breath told her he was as affected as she was. The whispered Arabic words breathed against her flesh sent shivers of awareness down her spine. Rashid lifted her other arm so high, she had to once again stand on tiptoes.
Glutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris… at least that’s what she hears on an almost daily basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is not.
There is always something better to do after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.
She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.
Where to Find Doris:
You know how sometimes you get giddy over the arrival of something or someone exciting! Well, that is me right now. I have the lovely and ever-so-talented Carlene Love Flores here today with her fifth book, Wicked Flower, in her Sin Pointe series and this one’s a scorcher! I’ve loved this series because who hasn’t fantasized about a romance with a rock star. I know I have. And Carlene is one of those writers that breathes life into her characters that you feel like you’ve known them forever. I heart her! Welcome, Carlene! ❤
Hello Jessica and all your Spicy Butterfly friends. So good to be back. My love and gratitude is flittering to you as we speak. I’m here today with a man whose name is Stefan Calderon. He’s the bass playing lead singer of Sin Pointe. He’s been very patient while his band-family got their books. Now, his story, Wicked Flower, is finally here! It is the fifth book of the series and the first to be rated erotic rather than just romance so thank you, Stefan, for that hotness. To celebrate its release, I thought it would be fun to share some favorite “Stefan Moments” at each blog tour stop. Stefan thought it would be more fun to charm sweet Jessica into dedicating her next Totally Tantalizing Tuesday to him.
Carlene, We can definitely book Stefan for Totally Tantalizing Tuesday if you want! He’s yummy!
But no, I’m the writer so I win. We’re going with a Stefan moment. This is the first time Stefan and the heroine, Dani, see each other. Notice how different their reactions are. I’m especially fond of Stefan’s two words at the end. (PS-Stefan is the “bearded Superman” she sees and the other cutie is his drummer, Will.) Please enjoy, from Wicked Flower…
Dani rolled her window down to let the air blow through while she waited her turn in line. The car idling one pump over practically blinded her. Sitting inside the brilliant white convertible were two men. One wearing glasses, a tank top and tattoos thumped the dashboard madly with his fingers and the other, she couldn’t see as well, but he could pass for a bearded Superman with the dark wavy hair and the strong arm draped over the steering wheel.
Talk about different and distracting.
She couldn’t help but stare while she waited. Yep, she got a view of the hood emblem and it was a Mercedes. Must be nice. When they pulled forward in their pump’s line, she saw the plates. Tennessee. Definitely not from around here. Probably just passing through. Dani had always wondered what that would feel like, but she’d never left the western half of Pennsylvania and in her current state, knew it wasn’t an option. Besides, her Buick would never make it and men were just men, not super heroes.
And here is the Wicked Flower blurb:
Sin Pointe front man Stefan Calderon is playing a very dangerous game and his mom’s live-in caretaker, Dani Foster, just landed right smack in the middle of it.
Practically strangers when Stefan rolls into his small hometown looking to patch things up with Mom, his and Dani’s worlds collide with a hot and intense hook up. He knows right away this woman will make the perfect partner for his two weeks in town. But when she realizes whose son he is, and what he’s there to do, sexy times come to an abrupt halt.
That is until they come up with a solution. Rules. Every game needs them. The question isn’t if they’ll break them, but when and how hard.
It’s a wickedly delicious game, one neither of them intends to lose.
Thanks for letting me share with you today. If you’d like to spend more time with Stefan in his own book, you can find Wicked Flower at these lovely places:
Wanna add Wicked Flower to your Goodreads Shelf? You rock and thanks! https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/23121017-wicked-flower
Carlene Love Flores is a big fan of the stars (especially Orion), honest music (especially Depeche Mode), and her traveling family (no favorites there-she loves them all). These things inspire her intimate style of romance writing. She feels honored to be a member of Washington DC Romance Writers (WRWDC), Romance Writers of America and the Waterworld Mermaids. Carlene currently lives in the San Diego area where she can often be found listening to live music and looking up at the sky on clear nights. If she could touch someone’s heart with her writing the way others have done for her, she’d say truly there never lived a luckier girl.
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I’ve been busy wrapping up a manuscript for submission and I finally wrote those two little words THE END! Exciting stuff and a great way to start the week. And what do you know… it’s Tuesday again! God, I love Tuesdays! This week I discovered a beauty of man and I’m excited to share him with you. SHAWN DAWSON! If you’re not aware of him, you’re about to get familiar. If you already know who he is, then just sit back and enjoy!
Hope you enjoyed this week’s Tantalizing Tuesday! I know I had a glorious time searching for just the right photos to post of Shawn! He has a ton! You can find him on Facebook here! You can also Tweet him @ShawnSDawson
NOTE: Unfortunately, I can’t take any claim to these photos. I found them all on Google… but they do make me want to consider photography as another career option! 😉