Totally Tantalizing Tuesday – Kyle Clarke

Well, it’s Tuesday, February 17 and Valentine’s Day has come and gone. I hope this year brought you all sorts of sweets and treats from your love.

This week’s Tantalizing Tuesday is focusing on a former U.S. Army Captain – Kyle Clarke. He’s scrumptious. He can go from rugged looking to clean cut to mysterious. Hope you enjoy this week’s tantalizer. If you want to learn more about Kyle, you can find him on his website, Twitter (@kyle_clarke) or Facebook.

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Totally Tantalizing Tuesday – Hot Firefighters

I’ve been putting some focus on my book, In Flames, which most of you know involves a very hot firefighter, Matt Riley. He’s one of my favorites – in part because he’s a remarkable character and in part because – well, I have a huge a crush on firefighters. Not only are they first responders that put their lives on the line for complete strangers, they do tend to be incredible hot.

I also have a short story in the Evernight Publishing anthology – Alpha’s Claim – that involved a firefighter – Nathan. Something about them. Some of these guys are male models posing as firefighters and some of these guys are actual firefighters posing for a firefighter calendar. Not so easy to decipher, if you ask me! Happy Tantalizing Tuesday! 🙂 Looks like it’s time to burn my house down!

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I Kissed a Girl in Vegas (and I Liked It)!

 

Today is filled with lots of things fantastic! First, it’s my birthday! I bet you’ll never guess how old I’m turning!  Second, it’s release day for Scarlet Chastain and I Kissed a Girl in Vegas! Scarlet’s here to tell us a bit about her new Evernight Publishing release and share her Top Five famous girl-on-girl kisses. Welcome, Scarlet!

Hello Jessica! Thank you for having me over for a visit to share my new release, I Kissed a Girl in Vegas.

I kissed a girl and I think liked it. I’m not alone, check out my Top Five famous girl-on-girl kisses:

5. Was it a dream? Natalie Portman and Mila Kunis share a steamy kiss in Black Swan.

4. Leave it to Carrie to test her bi-curiousness when Sarah Jessica Parker smooched Alanis Morissette in an episode of Sex and the City.

3. Madonna knows how to put on a show. She lip-locked Britney Spears and Christina Aguilera onstage at the VMAs.

2. Sarah Michelle Gellar and Selma Blair enjoy a hot first kiss (and an even hotter second one) in Cruel Intentions.

1. My favorite girl on girl kiss? That’s easy. Denise Richards and Neve Campbell’s swimming pool kiss absolutely sizzled in Wild Things.

For more girl-on-girl kisses, and even girl-on-girl-on-guy kissing, check out I Kissed a Girl in Vegas!

 

I Kissed a Girl in Vegas (I Kissed a Girl, 1) by Scarlet Chastain

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Blurb:

Tessa Walker’s business trip takes her to one of the poshest hotels on the Vegas Strip. Nursing a break-up, she can use of weekend of fun and sun. Little does she know, her pool cabana mate is none other than famous chef and restaurateur, Gianna Lucini, who introduces her to the world of great food and forbidden passion.

Life as a jet-set chef isn’t all it’s cracked up to be for Gianna. Like her restaurants, she insists on control in the bedroom and her tastes run anything but plain vanilla. She’s ready to give up on love until Tessa serves up an offer Gianna can’t turn down.

 

Excerpt:

“Mark has another talent you’re sure to enjoy. I’m going to take over for him so he can show you. Just keep an open mind and let yourself go, Tessa.” Her slow words mesmerized me as her strong fingers took over and Mark let go. Her hands were small and soft in comparison to his. Gianna’s fingers traveled across my shoulder blades, loosening tight muscles along the way. I grabbed the edge of the table and slid my chair back a few inches. “Relax,” Gianna whispered. Mark moved to my side and casually leaned against the table. He picked up my hand and rubbed small circles around the sensitive area where my thumb met my palm.

“You have a hard time letting go. Don’t you, Tessa?” he asked.

I took a deep breath and reached for my glass of wine, hoping it’d provide much needed liquid courage. Mark grabbed my other hand before it could capture the wineglass.

“You don’t need that to relax. Let me help you.” His graveled voice rumbled its way through my body and stoked the heat settling low in my belly.

My chair suddenly moved out further and he stepped between my knees, facing me. His gaze moved from me to above my head where Gianna stood. She continued her ministrations on my tight muscles. Mark smiled and his gaze moved back to me. His fingers rubbed the inside of my palm in unison with Gianna’s hands at my shoulders. I’d never had two people touching me in this way before. Every cell of my body stood at attention. Like the rhythm of a gentle ocean, their hypnotic caresses washed away any lingering insecurity.

Waves of pleasure coursed through my body in the secluded room smack in the middle of one of the busiest hotels in Vegas. I should’ve been embarrassed by the attention. I should’ve got up and walked away. Things like that don’t happen to me. However, my ass might as well have been crazy-glued to the chair, because I wasn’t moving. The tablecloth brushed over my bare legs as Mark let go of one of my hands and his fingers brushed my thigh. He lowered his muscled body to his knees as Gianna gathered my hair into a ponytail. Her fingers raked through my scalp while Mark’s fingers drew imaginary lines from my knee to high on the inside of my thigh and back again. I swallowed hard as my pulse quickened. I was sure Gianna could see how fast my heart was beating when she pulled my hair and coaxed my face upward to meet her stare.

She smiled down at me. “I want you to clear your mind and just enjoy the moment. Can you do that for me?”

I nodded and closed my eyes. A flash of pain gripped my scalp as Gianna tightened her hold on my hair. My eyelids flew open and I met her crystal-blue gaze that was the color of a Caribbean ocean.

“Be here with me, Tessa. Don’t escape into yourself. I want your eyes on me, or Mark. Believe me, it will make the experience incredible.”

I nodded again and she loosened the grip she had on my hair. Mark’s tongue had replaced his fingers and he left a warm, wet trail on the inside of my thigh. He released my other hand and both of his hands were making their way up the tops of my thighs and under my short skirt.

Gazing at me, his eyes burned hot and he shot me a grin. “Lift up a little, sweetheart.”

I did as he asked and my lacy underwear was quickly swept from me, losing my shoes in the process. His palms cupped my knees, nudging them farther apart. A wave of insecurity washed over me as his gaze shifted to my sex.

“Remember what I said. Relax and enjoy.” Gianna’s voice filled my ear.

 

Buy links:

 

Evernight Publishing / Amazon / AllRomance eBooks

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About Scarlet:

Scarlet Chastain is the semi-secret pseudonym of a multi-published, best selling author of sensual erotic romance. Scarlet’s focus is female-centric sizzling stories written about women, for women.

She lives in the suburban shadows of New York City but her heart belongs to the beaches of Key West. Scarlet can usually be found in her favorite chair of her newly acquired writing cave.

If you ask her nicely, she will usually tell you her other pen name. She’s sweet that way.

 

Find Scar here:

 

Website / Facebook / Twitter / Goodreads

 

Totally Tantalizing Tuesday – Bobby Creighton

The first month of 2015 blew right by. Bye Bye January! Hello February! And for the first Tantalizing Tuesday in the month of love, I’m giving you Bobby Creighton! Yes, ladies… you’re welcome!

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Cowgirl Up!

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Cover Reveal #girlcode

 

Girl Code rule #15: Your friends should always have your back and you theirs. Always.

GIRL CODE

Coming late Spring 2015

By Jessica Jayne, DC Stone, Cait Jarrod, and Lea Bronsen

With a special introduction by Julie Ann Walker

Cover Design by the amazing Jay Aheergirlcode-customdesign-jayAheer2015-complete

Are You “Desperate”?

Athena Daniels is visiting us today with her Evernight Publishing contemporary suspense novel, Desperate. Welcome, Athena!

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Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yltqOhmtkUQ&feature=youtu.be

 Blurb:

‘He was everything she needs and everything she can never have.’

Meticulous planning sees Ivy half way across the world, with a new identity.  But Blake is no ordinary ex-husband, he is a corrupt private investigator with links to London’s underworld.

Eric Prescott, a handsome and successful property developer knows Ivy is hiding something, and from someone. At first Eric only wants to help, but soon finds himself falling for this beautiful woman with the haunted eyes. In one night of explosive passion, Ivy finally gives in. And discovers love, the way it’s meant to be.

Ivy finally dares to believe she is free, but soon faces losing all that she has come to love the day when her ex-husband is released from jail. She knows it is only a matter of time before he will return to serve the full force of his deadly vengeance.

 Excerpt:

At precisely seven o’clock, the intercom sounds, and I press the button allowing access to the inner building. I cross the room to unlock the latches on the front door, leaving it slightly ajar.

Dashing back into my bedroom, I grab my clutch, phone and lip gloss. Quickly, I apply a light spray of my favorite perfume. When I return to the lounge, the front door is closed but the room is empty.

The picture on the wall is now hanging straight.

My heart gallops irregularly in my chest as I realize I didn’t check that it was Eric before I pressed the button.

Could Blake be here?

Breathe. In … out … in … out. I order myself to calm. The horror of my marriage with Blake returns in a single, sickening rush. What will he do when he finds me?

“Hello?” I call out, but my voice is raspy, barely a whisper.

I desperately hope for Eric’s easygoing greeting to ring out, but there is nothing but silence. My blood runs cold, and I can’t breathe.

My mobile slips from my shaking fingers. The thud as it hits the floor startles me out of shock, and I bend down to retrieve my phone. My lifeline.

Gripping my bag tightly, I estimate there are ten steps to the door. Silently I take the first few steps. On my fifth step, a shadow moves to my left, and I bolt the last distance and fling the door open with enough force that it bounces off the wall. I run to the elevator instead of the stairs, hoping it will be faster.

I jab frantically at the button. The screen indicates it has just left the ground floor.

“Ivy!”

It’s not going to arrive in time. I bounce up and down on the spot. Do I have time to take the stairs?

I’ll have to run past my front door to get there. Can I even run down the stairs in these shoes? I won’t have time to take them off; they have tiny buckles. Irrational thoughts flood through my mind, and I imagine myself stumbling and falling down the stairwell, only to land in a crumpled heap at the bottom.

Hurry up, damn it. The elevator has reached the second floor. There are six more to go.

Perhaps I should take the stairs?

“Ivy.” The voice permeates the fog of panic in my mind. It doesn’t sound like a sword being drawn out of a scabbard, sending cold shivers down my spine. It sounds soothing, like a cup of warm chocolate. The voice is calling for Ivy, not Sarah.

My mind blanks, and slowly, I turn towards the voice. The elevator rings, signaling its arrival. I can escape now. I look at Eric’s concerned face and realize there is no need to run. He puts a bottle of wine and a glass down on the ground just inside my apartment door and stands in front of me, grasping my shoulders.

“Ivy, are you okay? What is it?”

I realize how I must appear, like a wild animal that has just been through the throes of a chase from a predator. Eric pulls me to him in a powerful crush.

“Jesus, you are shaking like a leaf.” He runs a hand up and down my back, and I can hear his heartbeat, strong, calm, and reassuring through his chest.

Relief that Eric is here and not Blake, hits me with a powerful rush. Pulling away, I try to stand, but my knees wobble then buckle beneath me. When I hit the cold floor, I start to cry from the reminder that this is still far from over.

I still live with extreme fear that Blake will find me. And of what will happen when he does.

Strong arms lift me and through my sobs, and I hear the door shut. Finally, I begin to quiet enough to hear his soft, soothing words murmuring against my hair.

As my strength begins to return, I wriggle out of his arms. “Did you straighten that picture?” I demand.

Eric shrugs. “It was crooked.”

“Well, don’t … just don’t touch my things, all right?”

“Okay.” His face falls, and I immediately feel bad. He can’t possibly know that every day for years I lived with Blake’s obsessive compulsion to have things absolutely straight, and ordered the way he wanted it, right down to the cutlery in the drawer and the type of food we kept in the fridge.

I glance uneasily over to the vertical strip on the kitchen blind, and a shiver rolls down my spine. I still think I would have noticed it at some point before tonight. I have been living here for months now.

I can’t shake an instinctual feeling that he has been here, and it’s what caused my apparent over-reaction tonight. No matter how hard I try I can’t dislodge the thick and heavy sense of foreboding that has settled over me.

“Can you tell me what put that look of terror on your face and caused you to run for your life just now?”

My eyes take in the bottle of wine and empty glass on the floor. I realize Eric probably went straight to the kitchen when he arrived, casually straightening the picture on his way past. I cringe at how I must appear to him.

“You thought it was him. You thought he found you.” It wasn’t a question, but I nod anyway, not trusting myself to speak past the constriction in my throat.

“And the picture, straightening it is something he would do.”

Once again, I nod yes, and tears roll silently and unchecked down my cheeks.

“Oh Eric, I am so sorry.” A huge sob escapes, resounding loudly in the small room. I look away as embarrassment heats my cheeks.

“Sweet Jesus, what has that bastard done to you?”

Warnings:                   Bondage

Buy Links:

 

Evernight Publishing: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/desperate-by-athena-daniels

Amazon (AUS): http://www.amazon.com.au/Desperate-Athena-Daniels-ebook/dp/B00S8KZ3GK

Amazon (USA): http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00S8KZ3GK

Amazon (CDA): http://www.amazon.ca/Desperate-Athena-Daniels-ebook/dp/B00S8KZ3GK/

Bookstrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/desperate-mf

Allromanceebooks: http://www.allromanceebooks.com/storeSearch.html

 Author Bio:

 

Athena Daniels is the pseudonym of a wife, mother and business partner who takes any opportunity she can get to disappear into the world of fantasy. When not reading she writes romantic suspense. Hot, steamy romance where complicated and damaged characters are thrown together in suspenseful drama.

One day, she hopes to fulfil her dream to write full time. In the meantime, she hopes you enjoy her debut novel, Desperate. If you follow the scent of coffee and chocolate, you will find her busy working on the sequel. Desperate: The Price of Freedom.

The first novel of a new series, Sage will be coming in 2015. It’s a steamy romantic suspense with a paranormal twist.

 

Website – http://www.athenadaniels.com/

Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/AthenaDaniels11

Twitter – https://twitter.com/AthenaDaniels11

 

 

 

 

Totally Tantalizing Tuesday – Jason Momoa

We received the Road to Paloma today. (Yes, my husband and I still get the DVD Netflix. I’m telling you the selection is so much better.) And I had just looked at the Red Road website to see when season two starts, so needless to say, I have Jason Momoa on the brain. I did a segment of Jason last year after seeing him in Game of Thrones as Khal Drogo.

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You can find that post here. It was at that point that I fell in love…erm lusty love… with Jason. And it has continued. If I had to pick the one movie/tv star of my dreams, Jason Momoa would be it. Hands down… or tied behind my back… I’m not picky! Ha! Okay, but seriously, here he is…

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Aww… and he’s hanging with another one of my favs – Chris!

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It’s “All In the Timing”

Today, April Zyon is visiting us with her Evernight Publishing release, All In the Timing. Thanks for coming by, April. Glad to have you visit us again. 🙂

 

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Blurb:

Rebuilding her life was never in Elizabeth Davidson’s plans, but things rarely go according to plan. At least she had Massey, TX to call home when she needed a place to tuck herself away from one mistake after another. What she hadn’t planned on was becoming embroiled in the middle of a multi-agency case. Or becoming one of the victims.

 

Frank Carver, Jr. loves Massey, TX. It’s the place of his birth, and will always be the place he considers home. Because of the nature of the job he chose to do, and the people he’s come across during the years, he’s always been careful to never lead that danger back home. But when danger finds its way into the very heart of his town, he has no other choice but to return. Especially when Elizabeth, the only woman he could ever love ends up with a target on her back.

 

Excerpt:

“I’m sure that there is a woman out there that would take you, that wants you.” She did. God help Eli, but she wanted him desperately. She wanted him to be in her life, she wanted to have him, but was too afraid to tell him. “One day, she’s going to walk into your life and you will put the job behind you and stay around. I just know it.”

His gaze clashed with hers, and held. For long moments, it felt like he was peeling away the layers, seeing farther than anyone ever should. “Oh, of that I’m quite sure,” he said. “But she’ll have to wait a little longer. I have one, maybe two more very important things I need to attend to before she’ll have my full attention. If she’s even ready for it, of course.”

Eli felt her heart fall, but she nodded, plastered on a fake smile, and pulled her hand back from him. So he already knew who it was that he wanted. Of course he did. He was an amazing man and would of course already know who he wanted to be with. “I’m sure that she would be ready. She will wait for you. You are worth it, Frank.” She would wait forever for him, and that was just plain sad. Right, so since he knew who he wanted, that meant she really did need to get on with her life. “Finish eating,” she said simply, and picked up her chicken leg.

He didn’t look away, though, his gaze steady on her long enough to start to unnerve her. Then, shockingly, his lips curled into the smallest of grins. “She doesn’t even have the faintest clue, but she will,” he said. “Eventually, she’ll clue into the fact that I know exactly how she feels and will get with the program, I’m sure.” He finally looked away from her, and returned his attention to his plate.

Whoever it was, well, she was a very lucky woman indeed. She turned her focus back to her food and took her time eating. She had to admit, the food really was very good. It was better than she had anticipated, so that was good at least.

“You’re awfully quiet,” he said a time later. His plate was cleaned of everything but the chicken bones. “Something on your mind, Eli?” Frank was leaning back in his seat, his legs stretched out under the table, his entire posture extremely relaxed.

“Just trying to think of who this woman is that you have a thing for,” she blurted out, blushing as she realized that she really had said that aloud. “So, apple pie. You want some and ice cream? I have plain vanilla to go with the pie. Works better that way, I think.”

One of his eyebrows went up, and if she wasn’t completely mistaken, he appeared to be fighting a grin. “Never liked ice cream on my pie, dilutes the flavors, to my way of thinking. So I’ll just have a piece straight up, if you don’t mind. Any thoughts on who this mystery woman might be?”

“Not the first clue,” she admitted, and stood. “Will you clear the plates? I will get the pie if you will do that, please.” She would box up the leftovers and ensure that Frank was able to take that out to the guys. “So just plain apple pie, I can do that.”

His heat was the first thing she felt along her spine. He put his hands on the counter on either side of her, effectively trapping her. “Think on it for a while, Eli. I’m sure you can figure it out. You’re a wonderfully brilliant woman, after all. I’ll even give you a clue if you think it will help.”

“I think I might need it.” She turned so she could look up at him. She had no idea who it was that he might have a thing for. Her hand braced on Frank’s chest and she bit her lower lip. “Tell me?” She wanted to know who it was that he was talking about. She wanted to be able to hate that woman.

“All right,” he said. Tipping his head slightly, he appeared to think for a moment. “She’s amazing, fierce in her own way, and pretty much thinks she’s the last person on the planet who would garner attention from me. And as a bonus clue…” He looked her dead in the eye again. “She’s the only person who I’d climb over my family to get to.” Tapping the end of her nose, he turned and went to the table to begin gathering up the dishes and food.

She just looked at him. She couldn’t stop staring. She was missing something and felt incredibly stupid at that moment. “Me?” She gasped finally, realizing exactly who he was talking about. “Frank.” She moved and reached out to grab his arm. “Are you talking about me?”

Purchase Links:

ARE: http://www.allromanceebooks.com/storeSearch.html?searchBy=author&qString=April+Zyon

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/April-Zyon/e/B00N2CC3QM/

Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/c/april-zyon

BookStrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/april-zyon

Evernight: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/april-zyon/

Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/aprilzyon

 

Totally Tantalizing Tuesday – Seattle Seahawk’s Russell Wilson and New England Patriot’s Tom Brady – Who’d You Rather?

So this past weekend it was determined – the Seattle Seahawks and the New England Patriots will be playing in Super Bowl XLIX in Glendale, Arizona on February 1st. The great part of this matchup is that both teams have a quarterback worth ogling and drooling over. This week I’m offering up two tantalizers: Russell Wilson (Seahawks) and Tom Brady (Patriots). Who’d you rather???? I’m torn….

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In the Spotlight – Moon Dance by Michaela Rhua

Today I have the lovely Michaela Rhua visiting us today with her new Evernight Publishing release, Moon Dance. Let’s give her a warm welcome.

You can’t help who you fall for.

Thank you for having me on your blog.

I don’t know what the New Year has brought for you, but for me comes a new release. Moon Dance. So what’s the story about? It is the usual girl meets girl and love begins to bloom. The problem is Raya and Amari are from opposite sides of the community and mistrust has always been a key factor between the two sides. What do you do when you are attracted to your enemy? After all Love is love, whatever shapes, colour or gender it comes in. It’s one of those times when you have to hold onto what you have just found – the chemistry between the two is strong but will it withstand the discovery related to Raya’s past? The finger points to her new love. So what next?

I will leave you with a teaser.

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Blurb.

A quick pick up and a night of sex was just what Raya was looking for. Only meeting Amari set her insides on fire and she had to have more of this Indian beauty. Witches and shifters aren’t meant to bond only Raya and Amari can’t ignore the chemistry flowing between them. Trouble strikes the lovers when a past trauma hits Raya and Amari’s mother could be to blame. Finally Raya has a chance to get even with the old witch, who destroyed her life. When that revenge reveals that Raya’s past holds secrets she wasn’t aware of, it throws into question everything she believes in. Can the lovers unite to help Raya find her true self or is it all too late?

 

Excerpt.

“My mom practices a lot of the traditional methods she learnt as a child in India. People here call it the Craft, some use Wiccan to describe how they live.”

Raya was momentarily surprised, and then came to her senses when she thought about trying to explain her own background.

“Did that shock you?” Amari asked, stopping by her car.

“Not at all. I can trade your weird for my weird any day.” Raya smiled at Amari and was straight away captured by her brown eyes, reminding her of her orgasmic fantasy. Her pussy clenched just thinking about it again.

“Hey, I’m up for a trade anytime.” Amari giggled.

Raya watched her brown eyes sparkle as she giggled. It was beautiful, even the sound of her voice was like music to Raya’s ears. She reached out and stroked Amari’s cheek.

“Hmm, silky soft.” Raya leaned forward and met no resistance.

Amari’s pink, plump lips looked inviting. Raya brushed hers lightly across Amari’s who parted them slightly and her hand went to Raya’s waist. This was the green light that Raya wanted. She didn’t hesitate but continued to brush her lips against Amari’s until she felt Amari’s hand squeeze her waist. Then she deepened the kiss. She tasted and possessed as she let her tongue delve into Amari’s mouth, where she was met with equal enthusiasm by Amari’s tongue. Raya captured the tongue being offered and sucked, enjoying the wetness and the way Amari’s hands grabbed at her waist, bringing their bodies closer. Raya stroked Amari’s hair then fisted it in her hand. Her other hand stroked Amari’s breast, which was just as she imagined, full and overflowing in her hand. Raya’s pussy tingled, wanting in on the action.

A buzzing noise interrupted the moment. It was Amari’s phone. Raya stopped and Amari reached into her bag to pull out her phone to answer the call.

 

Buy Links:

Evernight Publishing    Amazon US   Amazon UK   All Romance eBooks

 

About Mik:

Michaela Rhua always dreamed of writing but this never happened until she met the lovely group of ladies known as UCW. Their passion for writing and encouragement inspired her to see if she could do it too. Now she is multi published and loves writing!

She has teenage children who also keep her busy. However, it is whilst travelling into work that she has time to create her characters and imagine other places in which they exist as her world skims by the window. Conversations overheard often lead to the birth of new ideas that she scribbles down in her trusty notebook.

 

Where to find Mik:

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