Two Heroes Are Better Than One

Or at least I think so.

Naming his Mate was my first foray into the world of male/male Romance, and I have to say…I loved it.

The whole concept stemmed from my best friend’s challenge, “Make me a hero!” As all friends do, I said, “yeah, yeah,” and brushed it aside to think on later. The more I thought on it, the more appealing the idea became. In my head, at least. In real life, I tend to struggle when writing a heroine’s emotions. I’m not exactly one of those ‘petals of a rose’ sorts and I curse like a sailor, so writing a story featuring two male leads turned out to be a lot of fun. Just opinion of course, but it seemed as though the dynamic between Damien and Mike was easier to establish from the start once I figured out where I wanted to go with the plot.

Oh and the intimate scenes…yep, I find those much easier to write as well. I tend to favor a more aggressive, ‘take what he wants’ hero, and that particular type of male lead works extremely well with another male.

Long story short, I thoroughly enjoyed dipping my toes into the world of male/male romance, and I can say with certainty, Naming his Mate will not be my last m/m oriented romance.

Naming his Mate

M. Limoges

Black Hills Wolves #17

Decadent Publishing

GBLT Paranormal/Erotic Romance

Release Date: May 1, 2015

Length: 64 pg.

Blurb

Small-town sheriff, Mike Hadley, would love to experience a headache-free day for once in his life. Unfortunately, that’s not going to happen anytime soon. While investigating a rash of disappearances and dealing with his ornery lover, he’s thrown into a whole new world he never imagined existed.

Damien Marks has finally found a place to call home in Los Lobos, South Dakota, with the Black Hills Pack. He also stumbles across something he never thought he would—his mate. Falling hard, he decides he needs to come clean and tell the truth. But will his sexy lover accept what he is?

Embroiled in a potentially dangerous situation, both men have to decide where their loyalties lie—with duty or love?

Excerpt

Mike Hadley adjusted his gun holstered on the belt at his waist and tugged his jacket over the weapon, concealing it from clear view. There wasn’t any doubt he’d incite a riot if he walked inside with his piece visible.

Coming here, to this place in the middle of nowhere, shouldn’t have troubled him. He’d stepped into shittier, more unstable situations than this hole-in-the-wall bar, but damn if a thread of apprehension didn’t prickle the length of his spine as he stood outside of the entrance. One small detail kept him from strolling into the establishment like he owned the place, and he sincerely hoped that minor detail stayed home tonight.

He rolled his neck from side to side in a bid to loosen the tension in his shoulders. With an air of confidence he didn’t quite feel, he pulled open the heavy steel door and strode inside the Den.

Thirty seconds was all it took for activity to grind to a screeching halt. The drawl of a country ballad playing on the music box in the far corner thumped through the stifling air. Weighted stare after weighted stare met his gaze head on as he scanned the bar’s occupants. Their open hostility battered at his senses.

He wasn’t welcome. That much was apparent, but he would deal with it. Despite a bar full of unfriendly locals, the absence of one in particular shaved off a degree of his unease.

Of course, his anxiety hardly mattered. As sheriff of the small town of Collins, South Dakota, it was his job to investigate a rash of disappearances over the last several weeks. Unfortunately, the trail had led him to the neighboring, inhospitable town and people of Los Lobos.

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Author Bio: Melissa Limoges lives along the Gulf Coast with her OCD cat, Mr. Tibbs. Tax appraiser by day, romance writer by night, she enjoys anything coffee related, traveling, and reading happily ever afters.

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Razor

By Jon Keys

Storytelling has always been fun for me. I entertained my brothers and sisters with stories of elves and vampires until we were far to old to be crawling into blanket tents and reading from flashlights. I’ve always loved books. They were my escape into worlds that I could almost see through the words. You would think the connection between the two would have been obvious, but for me it wasn’t. Maybe I wasn’t one of the lucky ones who had ‘that’ teacher. But putting the two together and writing my own stories never occurred to me. Then, several years ago, I read a story on-line and thought…I can do better than that. So I gave it a shot. Shocked, I discovered people seemed to like the tales. So now I love putting the stories in my head down on paper and I hope that each one is better than the one before.

Decadent Publishing’s Beyond Fairytales collection was a perfect fit. I saw their call, read through the description and I was hooked. Razor was a challenge, but it was a great learning experience. It was a departure from my standard fare, and I had a great time developing it. These are some of my favorite characters and I really like the story. I hope everyone enjoys Razor as much as I did.

~ Jon ~

Blurb:

James and Micah both face serious illness. Checking off things from their bucket lists, they find themselves drawn to a club like none they’d ever experienced. From the doorman’s leather kilt, to the waiter’s jockstrap uniform, they thought they had seen it all. But then a tower of masculinity in leather and stainless steel walks onto the stage and turns the couples’ lives upside down and inside out.

Excerpt from Razor

Micah made the landing and stood watching James ascend. A few seconds later, he reached the top and looked around. They found themselves outside a door almost as dark as the night, set into a wall of Cimmerian brick that disappeared into the gloom on either side. The doorman standing beside it was equally striking. He stood taller than James’s six feet, and wore only a black leather kilt and heavy boots that seemed to consume the lower part of his muscular legs. No one would dare challenge the man. His torso rippled in ways James had never seen before. His face was rugged, covered with a few days’ scruff trimmed precisely along his jawline. Before he could think of what they should do, the doorman spoke.

“Welcome to Razor. What’s your pleasure tonight?”

James stood speechless as the deep bass of the man’s voice resonated through the night. “The music. The music is wonderful. We caught it from a few blocks off and wanted to hear more.”

A smile emerged on the man’s face and changed him from executioner to guardian. “Of course, the music. You’ve found the right place. Just in time, too. Tonight is drawing to a close.”

He grasped the bronze door pull that was easily as long and thick as James’s forearm and opened the massive door with little apparent effort. He motioned them into the portal with a wave. “Go. Enjoy yourself.”

The pair moved toward the opening and peered inside. The room was dim, except for an empty stage bathed in warm light. James noticed the musical trio creating the instrumentals that had lured them through the foggy night. They glanced back to the grinning bouncer who encouraged them forward with a nod.

They stepped into the room and paused to take it in. From the elaborately carved dark mahogany bar lined with every imaginable type of liqueur, to the lovingly worn floor that had seen thousands of pairs of feet during its existence, it was all club. The couple moved inside as the door closed behind them with scarcely a whisper.

As they studied the room, two things struck James. First, they were the only customers. Second, everyone else in the room wore very little and were male. Their smiling waiter stepped to their table. James swallowed hard as he looked at the man standing before him. He dressed in the same boots as the bouncer, which were buckled to just below his knees. The remainder of the waiter’s clothing consisted of a black leather jockstrap filled to capacity.

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Moving Forward with Zero

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I think a lot about the Zero, Ohio series. The whole group made it to print. Yeah, print! You can find them here.

I have to decide who I want to write more of. There are a couple of air traffic controller characters that would be fun to run with. Plus there are the characters from the bar.

Which team are you on? The ATC or Eight Ball? I’d love to know. I’m going to start plotting, but feedback is always appreciated. Grin.

Until the next Zero story is completed, here is the latest in the series, Redeeming Raygan. Check it out.

Redeeming Raygan

by Megan Slayer 

Zero, Ohio Book 5

Zero, Ohio, where the temperatures might be below freezing but you can always melt the frost with smoking hot sex.

Two rough endings can equal one hot beginning.

Raygan Mason is done with love. After plenty of failed relationships, he wants nothing of the emotion. He’s broken inside and believes he’s not worthy of redemption …until he meets a man named after a car. Then his structured, but closed off world gets turned upside down.

Jamie “Jeep” Grusin isn’t big on love, either. Fresh out of a marriage filled with cheating and lies, he’s not looking for another partner. The writer wants a fresh start and is told Zero will cure what ails him. He’s not convinced …until he ends up at Eight Ball bar.

Can two men who think they are totally wrong for each other find out that redemption and a new start is so right?

Available at Decadent Publishing and at Amazon

And here’s a little bit more about me!

When she's not writing the stories in her head, Megan Slayer can be found luxuriating in her hot tub with her two vampire Cabana boys, Luke and Jeremy. She has the tendency to run a tad too far with her muse, so she has to hide in the head of her alter ego, but the boys don't seem to mind.

When she’s not obsessing over her whip collection, she can be found picking up her kidlet from school. She enjoys writing in all genres, but writing about men in love suits her fancy best. The cabana boys are willing to serve, unless she needs them. She always need them. So be nice to Javier or he will bite--on command.

She also masquerades under the name Wendi Zwaduk and is published through many places including Decadent Publishing.

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Buck up, cowboy, Ruby’s here!

I love bringing my heroes to their knees, making them suck it up, and endure a challenge. Especially when that man is a cowboy with certain ideas set in stone…or so he thinks.

Not only does my latest release For Ruby’s Love have such a cowboy, but also there is his lover, a CEO, for a spunky horse therapist to deal with.

Book Blurb:

Rancher Calhoun Cordell and businessman Daniel Patterson have struggled for almost two years as a couple, with careers and goals often in conflict. A tragic fire, leading to a traumatized valuable breeding mare, has Calhoun sending for a well-known horse whisperer. Except the man is dead. His daughter, Ruby McMurtry, shows up for the job instead and complicates their lives even more.


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Excerpt:

He pulled open the over-sized front door and gaped at the bit of a woman shivering on the porch. She appeared a foot shorter than him and a good sixty or more pounds lighter. What hit him most were her eyes—an odd dark green, like jade or something. Her eyes narrowed as he looked her over.

Finally, she stretched to her full minimal height and bristled at him. “When you’re done checking me out, do you think you could let me inside? It’s colder than cold out here.”

Daniel stepped beside him and intervened. “Let the lady in, Cal.” He looked around her and asked, “Where’s your car? Assuming you drove here.”

She slid between them into the tiled foyer before turning back. “No car. And I didn’t drive here, at least not exactly.” Her teeth chattered.

Calhoun closed the door against the sharp winter breeze and watched her pull off a battered pink Stetson, unveiling chin-length strawberry-blonde hair. “What does ‘not exactly’ mean?” He added, “Who are you, anyway?”

She worried her trembling lower lip and glanced from him to Daniel and back. She pulled off a glove and stuck out her hand. “Ruby McMurtry.”

Instead of taking her hand, he puffed up in annoyance. “You’re late! Where’s your father?”

She started to lower her hand, glowering at him.  But he noticed something besides anger in the depths of those enchanting eyes. He couldn’t get a handle on the emotion.

While he tried to calm down, wishing he hadn’t jumped on her, Daniel reached out and shook her very red-looking hand.

“You feel like ice,” he said in concern. He took a second to scowl at him.

As she blinked at her hand sandwiched between Daniel’s, her already pink-chilled cheeks turned pinker. “I should’ve worn my thicker gloves,” she muttered in clear discomfort. When she managed to slip free, she glared at him.

A twinge of guilt about his rude behavior passed through him, but his anger came out first as he repeated himself. “Where’s your father? I have a serious bone to pick with him.”

Those eyes that still captivated him welled up with tears. His gut tightened.

Her lower lip wobbled and she sputtered, “He…he…he’s dead.”

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Does Everybody Hate Fruitcake?

 by Deanna Wadsworth

The poor fruitcake has been a despised dessert, the butt of holiday jokes for as long as I can remember. I’ve eaten it a few times, however, and frankly I’m not sure what all the complaints are about. It’s heavy and crumbly, for sure, but with a nice cup o’ joe it can be quite tasty. Though, the only fruitcakes I have eaten were from the store, not homemade. See, even my family turned their noses up at this traditional dessert.

When I was writing Everybody Hates Fruitcake, I was definitely playing on the fruitcake prejudices out there. Poor Ivan—one of the Dark Elves hired by Santa to take care of his reindeer—has fruitcake-flavored cum.

“What?” you say. “Fruitcake-flavored cum?!”

Yeah, in case you haven’t heard all of Santa’s elves have candy flavored cum in The Naughty North Pole. LOL And it only seemed right that one of them would taste like fruitcake. Trouble is, Ivan knows all the jokes people say about fruitcake, and he is afraid to tell anyone his secret. He thinks no one will ever find him as delicious as the chocolate and peanut butter flavored guys.

But Sheila—the head chef at the North Pole and supervisor of Santa’s Christmas Cookie Baking School—thinks fruitcake is delicious! She has been spending years perfecting her recipe, but has never been able to get it right. When her wife Danni tells her about Ivan....well, let’s just say Sheila is in the mood for some taste testing!

Like Sheila, I too wanted to find a delicious fruitcake recipe. Check out these two AWESOME recipes that I found.

1) King Arthur Flour website TASTES OF THE TROPICS FRUITCAKE. If you love banana bread, and coconut, and the moist, dense, heavy texture of a classic fruitcake, you'll enjoy this "tropical" version of a holiday classic. It’s non-traditional but it was a big hit with my family!

2) The best and easiest recipe I found was this one from the Sugar-n-Spice Girls Chewy Fruitcake Cookies! These are AWESOME, you should totally make them. I left out the orange and lemon peel, though, and they were delish!

If you decide to try either of these recipes......think of Ivan and whether or not you really hate fruitcake.

~D

Deanna Wadsworth might be a bestselling erotica author, but she leads a pretty vanilla life in Ohio with her wonderful husband and a couple adorable cocker spaniels. She has been spinning tales and penning stories since childhood, and her first erotic novella was published in 2010. When she isn’t writing books or brainstorming with friends, you can find her making people gorgeous in a beauty salon. She loves music and dancing, and can often be seen hanging out on the sandbar in the muddy Maumee River or chilling with her hubby and a cocktail in their basement bar. In between all that fun, Deanna cherishes the quiet times when she can let her wildly active imagination have the full run of her mind. Her fascination with people and the interworkings of their relationships have always inspired her to write romance with spice and love without boundaries.

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Everybody Hates Fruitcake

Ivan has the bad luck to be the only elf at the naughty North Pole with fruitcake-flavored cum—and he’s not telling anyone. When fellow elf Jimmy hits on him, Ivan fears revealing his secret and losing a chance to have a real relationship with the sexy elf.

After all, everybody hates fruitcake!

Danni's wife Sheila is the Head Chef at the North Pole. Unfortunately, while Sheila hunts for the perfect recipe for fruitcake, she neglects her wifely duties. So when Ivan tells Danni about his dilemma, she devises a plan to solve both of their problems.

Can these two girls help Ivan realize he is perfect just the way he is? Will Danni's wife perfect her fruitcake recipe with Ivan's special ingredient? But most importantly, will Ivan have the courage to take Jimmy up on his offer?

EXCERPT:

A soft hand caressed mine. “Why don’t you like Jimmy?”

Naturally, Danni wouldn’t let it drop. “It’s not that,” I answered. “I like him a lot, actually. That’s the problem.”

She shook her head, her long black ponytail swaying. “That makes absolutely no sense.”

“Of course you don’t get it.” I brushed a lock of silky black hair off her brow. Her bangs were always falling in her eyes, and she didn’t flinch from my familiarity. “You’re perfect.”

Grinning, she said, “Well, that’s obvious. But it still doesn’t explain why you say you like Jimmy, yet you ignore all his advances.”

“Because I don’t know if I should do anything about it. He’ll just end up being disappointed.”

“I’m still going to go with, that makes absolutely no sense.” She gave me a head to toe once over. I managed a smile when she tipped back to take in my ass and give me a whistle—she was such a flirt. “You’re gorgeous, Ivan. And you’re funny. You forget I’ve seen you take care of those pathetic earthbound reindeer.”

“They’re not pathetic.”

“See what I mean? All the other Dökkálfar in the stables prefer to work with the flyers. But not you. You’re kind and patient. A real caregiver. So I ask you, what would Jimmy have to be disappointed about?”

I squirmed in my seat, unsure if I should tell her, but desperately wanting to. I had not breathed a word of it since I’d arrived, preferring to have my choice of lovers, rather than be laughed at like I had been in my hometown. But something about the sincerity, the kindness in Danni’s brown eyes made me feel like I should trust her. Like it was finally time to tell someone the truth.

“Because I taste like fruitcake.”

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Who is Your Favorite?

 

I’ve loved writing the Zero, Ohio series. It’s been a great place to visit, but I’m at a crossroads. I’m not sure who to write about next. I’ve got a couple of ideas and a couple of characters jumping out at me, but I just don’t know whose story will come next. What do you think?

Who is your favorite Zero character? I’d love to know. Maybe I can get the others to start talking and keep the series going. Let me know. There’s a ecopy of Saving Sam AND a prize pack for a commenter who not only leaves their answer, but also their name and email address. Let me know. J

Until then, here are the rest of the series. Check them out.

Redeeming Raygan 

by Megan Slayer

Zero, Ohio Book 5

Zero, Ohio, where the temperatures might be below freezing but you can always melt the frost with smoking hot sex.

Two rough endings can equal one hot beginning.

Raygan Mason is done with love. After plenty of failed relationships, he wants nothing of the emotion. He’s broken inside and believes he’s not worthy of redemption …until he meets a man named after a car. Then his structured, but closed off world gets turned upside down.

Jamie “Jeep” Grusin isn’t big on love, either. Fresh out of a marriage filled with cheating and lies, he’s not looking for another partner. The writer wants a fresh start and is told Zero will cure what ails him. He’s not convinced …until he ends up at Eight Ball bar.

Can two men who think they are totally wrong for each other find out that redemption and a new start is so right?

Available October 17^th at Decadent Publishing and at Amazon

And here’s a little bit more about me!

When she's not writing the stories in her head, Megan Slayer can be found luxuriating in her hot tub with her two vampire Cabana boys, Luke and Jeremy. She has the tendency to run a tad too far with her muse, so she has to hide in the head of her alter ego, but the boys don't seem to mind.

When she’s not obsessing over her whip collection, she can be found picking up her kidlet from school. She enjoys writing in all genres, but writing about men in love suits her fancy best. The cabana boys are willing to serve, unless she needs them. She always need them. So be nice to Javier or he will bite--on command.

She also masquerades under the name Wendi Zwaduk and is published through many places including Decadent Publishing.

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Zero, Ohio Sneak Peek!

Have you been wondering what’s been happening with the boys from Zero? Haven’t gotten your fix? Well, then you’re in luck. Redeeming Raygan, the fifth book in the Zero, Ohio, series releases in a few weeks. Yeah! Since you’re all such wonderful readers, you deserve a special surprise. How about a sneak peek into Redeeming Raygan?

You got it!

Redeeming Raygan by Megan Slayer

Zero, Ohio Book 5

Zero, Ohio, where the temperatures might be below freezing but you can always melt the frost with smoking hot sex.

Two rough endings can equal one hot beginning.

Raygan Mason is done with love. After plenty of failed relationships, he wants nothing of the emotion. He’s broken inside and believes he’s not worthy of redemption …until he meets a man named after a car. Then his structured, but closed off world gets turned upside down.

Jamie “Jeep” Grusin isn’t big on love, either. Fresh out of a marriage filled with cheating and lies, he’s not looking for another partner. The writer wants a fresh start and is told Zero will cure what ails him. He’s not convinced …until he ends up at Eight Ball bar.

Can two men who think they are totally wrong for each other find out that redemption and a new start is so right?

Available October 17^th!

And now for that excerpt!

©Megan Slayer, 2014

He drove nearly the length of the main street before he spotted the bar. The gigantic eight ball wasn’t lit, but there were lights on within the building.

“This must be the place. Jeep pulled into the parking lot, then stopped. He grabbed his wallet, phone and notebook. He refused to be anywhere without a paper and pen.

The bell dinged as he headed into the bar. Two men stood behind the counter.

“Sorry, buddy,” the black-haired man said. “We’re closed.”

The taller man shrugged. “Bobby, lock the main door. We can go out the back when we’re done. One patron won’t hurt anything, but I don’t want a group coming in.” The man turned his attention to Jeep. “What’ll you have?”

“Uh—” He’d always known what to say in every situation, but not now. Looking at the brown-haired man twisted Jeep’s tongue. He shook his head to clear his thoughts. “Which one of you has a place for me to stay?” Holy shit. What an unintentional come-on!

Both men froze. Jeep knew exactly what he’d said and wished he could’ve taken it back. He scratched his forehead. Shit. He needed to unlearn that bad habit. Still, the nervous gesture gave him time to think.

“I meant, I’m new in town and need a place to rent for the next few nights. My publisher, Nelson Vickers, told me someone here has a place for me to stay. I need it while I’m writing.”

“You must be looking for Sam,” the black-haired man said. “He’s got half a duplex.”

“Yeah.” Jeep nodded. “Him. Which one of you are him?” Hopefully the taller guy was the man he needed to see. He wouldn’t mind spending some quiet time with the handsome man.

“Neither. This is Bobby and my name is Raygan. Sam, the one you’re looking for, works at the community center. It’s closed now, but I’d be willing to bet he’ll help you in the morning.” Raygan placed a coaster on the bar top. “Want a beer?”

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Saving Sam by Megan Slayer

Zero, Ohio, Book 2

Give up his dream or go for exactly what he wants?

Sam Grau never planned on seeing his former best friend again. One-night stands worked well enough to ease his heartache and loneliness...except he wanted more. He’s got a choice—chase his dreams or the man he loves. He can’t have both.

Josh Thomas never gave up on finding the one man who understood him down to the cellular level. He walked away once, but not a second time. He’s willing to sacrifice his heart and pride to show his quirky friends the men they’ve both become, all in the name of saving Sam.

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Mixing Mike by Megan Slayer

Zero, Ohio Book 3

Zero, Ohio, where the temperatures might be below freezing but you can always melt the frost with smoking hot sex. 

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For these two men, this record could be the soundtrack to their lives – if they’re willing to mix things up.

Meticulous and organized, air traffic controller Mike Larson has every reason to be wary of mixing his passion for music with love. When Mike’s hunt to complete his Top 100 of the ‘80s list brings him to Vintage Vinyl, a shock of guyliner, dyed hair and flamboyant personality rocks his orderly world. Can he risk a step outside his comfort zone for a chance with Leon?  

Flamboyant Leon Sanders uses attitude to keep others at a distance, because he doesn’t believe in love or a lasting relationship. When he turns up the charm at his music store Vintage Vinyl, he makes the best sales. Something about the quiet man beckons Leon to give love a chance, but does he dare mix it up with Mike?

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Catching Cary by Megan Slayer

Zero, Ohio, Book 4

Sometimes giving into fate gets you to the place you most want to be.

Cary Hazard walked away from his life as the front man for the band, Cascadia, to embrace a quieter existence in Zero. With no celebrities and no one wanting things from him, he’s happy. He’s also lonely. He wants to find that one special person to warm his nights and love him—tattoos and all. Will he or end up alone again or will the hunk at the Eight Ball bar be his saving grace?

Layne Stevens has a past he’s not proud of.  He’s looking for redemption, but not in the hands of a former star. If he can stay in the shadows, he’s happy, but lonely. The man singing at the bar has his full attention. He wants to wrap himself up in the guy’s strong arms. Will he be able to open up and offer his heart or will the truth destroy everything he holds dear? It’s a matter of catching Cary.

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And here’s a little bit more about me!

When she's not writing the stories in her head, Megan Slayer can be found luxuriating in her hot tub with her two vampire Cabana boys, Luke and Jeremy. She has the tendency to run a tad too far with her muse, so she has to hide in the head of her alter ego, but the boys don't seem to mind.

When she’s not obsessing over her whip collection, she can be found picking up her kidlet from school. She enjoys writing in all genres, but writing about men in love suits her fancy best. The cabana boys are willing to serve, unless she needs them. She always need them. So be nice to Javier or he will bite--on command.

She also masquerades under the name Wendi Zwaduk and is published through many places including Decadent Publishing.

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