Thai entrepreneur Ploy
Kaewkornwattanasakul
has
come
to
Singapore
to
close
a
deal.
Ploy
needs
to
convince
tech
whiz
Jason
Chow
to
license
his
ground-breaking
innovation
to
her
company
on
favorable
terms.
The
future
of
her
startup
depends
on
her
negotiating
skill.
When
she
meets
Jason,
though,
she
realizes
she
wants
not
just
the
invention,
but
the
inventor,
too.
Jason Chow is a brilliant engineer, a successful businessman and
a
bit
of
a
rebel.
He’s attracted
to
Ploy
from
the
moment
he
sets
eyes
on
her.
However,
he
doesn’t dare
respond
to
her
advances,
for
fear
she’ll
discover
his
secret
vice.
Ploy doesn’t understand why the sexy CEO has rejected her. She figures she’ll have to content herself with the cold comfort of a signed contract—unless the strength of Jason’s desire overwhelms his shame.
No
sooner
had
Ploy
pushed
the
dish
away
than
a
uniformed
staff
member
rolled
up
next
to
her
with
a
plastic
bin
of
dirty
utensils.
It
took
no
more
than
a
few
seconds
for
the
employee
to
grab
the
bowl,
balance
it
on
top
of
a
pile,
wipe
the
table
clean,
and
disappear.
Ploy
glanced
around
the
open
space.
Every
table
was
full,
most
with
multiple
people,
eating
with
single-minded
determination.
Clearly
at
the
height
of
lunch
hour,
available
tables
were
rare.
Throughput
was
critical.
Probably
she
should
vacate
her
table,
but
she
didn’t like
feeling
pressured.
Anyway,
she’d just
paid
the
equivalent
of
two
hundred
baht
for
a
single
bowl
of
not-very-exciting
noodles.
For
that
price,
she
could
buy
a
full
dinner
in
Bangkok.
She
had
the
right
to
sit
here
for
a
while.
She
glanced
around
at
the
other
customers
in
the
busy,
noisy
hawker
center,
a
mixture
of
shoppers
and
business
people
judging
by
their
clothing.
Most
alternated
between
animated
conversation
and
shoveling
food
into
their
mouths.
Others
sat
glued
to
their
phones,
swiping
away
with
one
hand
while
manipulating
chopsticks
in
the
other.
Everyone
seemed
to
be
in
a
hurry.
Three
tables
away,
though,
she
noticed
an
anomaly:
a
solitary
young
man,
reading
a
hard
cover
book.
She
couldn’t make
out
the
title
at
that
distance—it
could
have
been
in
Chinese,
for
all
she
could
tell—but
whatever
it
was,
it
completely
engrossed
him.
He
was
oblivious
to
the
bustle
around
him,
including
the
frequent
accusatory
looks
he
received
from
the
cleaning
staff.
A
real,
printed
book!
Ploy
was
surprised
to
see
anyone
his
age
opting
for
dead
trees
as
opposed
to
a
touch
screen.
There
was
nothing
remarkable
about
the
man
himself.
A
bit
taller
than
average
for
a
Singaporean,
slender
but
not
skinny,
he
had
typical
Chinese
features.
He
wore
the
dark
pants
and
white
shirt,
sleeves
rolled
up,
that
was
the
common
business
uniform
in
the
steamy
climate.
His
slightly
shaggy
black
hair
fell
into
his
eyes
as
he
bent
over
the
book.
A
pair
of
dark-framed
glasses
and
a
phone
rested
on
the
table
next
to
him.
Something
about
his
utter
stillness
drew
her,
though.
Attracted
her,
in
fact.
She
found
his
focused
concentration
exciting.
This
was
a
man
with
a
powerful
will,
a
person
who
had
no
difficulty
ignoring
what
did
not
concern
him.
A
bit
of
a
rebel,
too,
given
his
willingness
to
flaunt
social
convention
in
this
aggressively
polite
city.
Like
her,
he
wasn’t about
to
bow
to
the
unreasonable
demands
of
his
inferiors.
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LisabetSarai has been addictedtowords all her life.Shebeganreadingwhenshewasfour.Shewroteherfirststoryatfiveyearsoldandherfirstpoematseven.Sincethen,shehaswrittenplays,tutorials,scholarlyarticles,marketingbrochures,softwarespecifications,self-helpbooks,pressreleases,afive-hundredpagedissertation,andlotsoferoticaanderoticromance
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This Dom’s life is
turned upside down when he agrees to enter into a modern-day marriage of
convenience with a woman who’s sassy and vanilla.
Only problem?
She’s not vanilla. And the side of sassy she comes with is sure to get them
both into trouble when he finds out.
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Two:
One deep breath later, she squared her shoulders and sent up
a silent prayer that James was still in the front hall waiting for her so she
could make a grand entrance. The more she put herself in front of him the less
likely he’d be able to turn away.
Oh yeah, when she rounded the corner on the stairway
landing, James was there and he certainly wasn’t looking away.
Not even a blink over his rapidly descending scowl. Which
told her one thing.
She’d nailed the outfit.
*
James waited until Mickey stopped on the bottom step. They
were almost eye-to-eye between the boots she was wearing and the additional
inches afforded by the stair riser. “Did I misread the invitation?” He let his
gaze flicker down to her snugly fit bustier. “Are costumes required?”
“Nope, just for me. Don’t you like it? The kids are going to
love it.”
No he did not like it. And as for the kids? “Is this an
all-boys hospital?”
She made a face that said he was being a jerk, and then
tilted her head as though assessing him. “Why would you ask that? Because
Wonder Woman is a babe?” She straightened her head and glared at him.
“Superheroes are not to be sexually coveted.”
He crossed his arms over his chest and glared right back.
“Says who?”
“Says every mother and father ever.”
That made him grin. “Oh. I suppose you went to Comic-Con and
took a survey when those mother and fathers were drinking their costume-coiffed
faces off, before they sexually coveted each other in their hotel rooms at the
end of the evening?”
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Emily Macque, a young, beautiful junior partner in her father’s law firm, is but a heartbeat away from love or destiny. Duty brings Emily to a frozen Island estate two hundred and fifty miles north of Chicago. Devotion requires she delve into the property history to settle an estate probate. Death lures her into the arms of the shadows seduction created by the flickering light and dark shadows. What flames the timeless passions spanning the decades? Love, desire or obsession? Colin Jorgenson, once a Great Lakes mariner, is a strong man haunted by love and loss. How long will he return each night, gripped by desire, hoping to find the woman he has loved for a century? Beneath the pristine Island beauty, passions hungered, lingered in the ardent darkness. His passions, fueled by decades of loneliness and longing, could no longer be denied. Will they face eternity together or love in secret as dark things are to be loved between the shadows and the soul?
It all started with death. Emily Macque's Uncle John died and she was sent by her father's law firm to handle his probate, personal affairs, and summer estate. She was also sent there to rest as she was recently diagnosed with a heart condition. Such is the beginning of Muffy Wilson's The Para-Portage of Emily. Emily's stay was supposed to be uneventful. However, as she dug deeper, she uncovered more than what was normal. Muffy Wilson wrote about a love which transcends time. In the Para-Portage of Emily, this love was put under scrutiny and was explained thoroughly.
The novel was exquisitely done. It was written with such grace that even when it took time to uncover all the mysteries, it was worth it in the end. The dialogues were cleanly written, too. This was a book I had the pleasure of savoring. How Muffy Wilson wrote it will give readers the right feel. The sensitive details were written with such grace that it didn't sound too much. In terms of the characters, they were like real life people. They were suitable for the story and not out of place. As far as I'm concerned, I'm in love with Emily. In addition to that, I was torn between Colin and Cooper. Overall, I think The Para-Portage of Emily is a wonderful, seductive read. It's definitely a page-turner. If you are a fan of romance, this book is an indulgence. It was mine.
This book is just brilliant and so damn good. I was hooked in the story within a few pages and I just couldn't stop reading the book. It was impossible to put it down once I had started. The story is very well written and unfolds very nicely for the reader. It drags you in and keeps you spellbound.
Their is a nice mix between paranormal, romance and mystery in the book and you can see that Muffy Wilson combines them very well in this book. I must say that just the way of combining things into one book is what makes this book so good. It is not just pure anything, but more than pure awesome.
I like how the story is told and how the book is written. The style and tone is very well done and the tone of the language and how the language is used to drag the reader in, is what makes the book so good. Emily is also a very entertaining character that I like a lot and at first I was unsure about her but the more I got to know her the better I liked her. The character development and how they grow and change in the book is also very nice and very well done. You can see the character changing and growing in the story and how they react to things in the story to a good way.
This is a must to read book because it is very well written with a very good storyline that is easy to follow, but still gives you surprises. I just LOVE, LOVE, LOVE this book!
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'Game of Love'
“My darling…how I have missed you. While you were away today, my love, I thought of little else but you. I wrote to you. Let me read to you what I wrote…
There is a captivating sort of magical look in your eyes that tells me there are a few surprises lurking within that beautiful brain—and mayhap, those loins—of yours.
It is the kind of look that invites me to step closer, much closer, until we are touching
but not touching; just sort of "feeling" each other's presence.
My face hovers so close to your own and our eyes are not just locked into each other but more magnetically drawn, like moonbeams.
I reach up and brush the side of your face with my hand,
and your face is so close I can feel the warmth rising from you.
I keep my eyes on yours as long as the connection will last and then
I lean down and gently, ever so gently, brush my lips on yours.
It is positively electric and without noticing our bodies are suddenly pressed fully against each other pushing with a sense of urgency and need.
Our mouths press together and tongue seeks tongue,
warmth seeks warmth and need seeks need…
We kiss for what seems like forever or perhaps just an instant,
but who really knows…
Things happen for reasons, good reasons we have no business questioning or comprehending…
Here. Now. I want you…
I want to look into those mischievous eyes and see them soften with desire.
I want to look up at your face from my explorations of your velvet folds and see a look of complete passionate surrender overtake you.
I want to feel my touch move you to places we can only explore together…
I want you to sit astride me, so I can look up at you.
And I want you to ride me to the edge of the abyss, where we both hover,
hang in that sweet incalculable moment;
that moment of wanting to tumble over, to plummet, but wanting even more to NOT…
to have it last, as long as we can stand it,
there on the edge of cataclysmic satisfaction,
but holding it off, and holding it, and holding it, and….
I can't wait for when you finally gasp and sob and
your body spasms and lurches and you fall against my chest,
our bodies pushed together in the heat and the fertile humidity
and your hair cascades across my face and I breathe you in;
I breathe US in, rich, earthy, the smell of fresh baked bread, or just uncorked champagne.
“Come with me, my love, come. Let me show you the depth of my passion, the breadth of my yearning, the hunger I bear for only you in this, our game of love.”
“Colin, beloved…it is no game to me, for you are my life, my breath, my heartbeat.”
The woman rose to her petite height in her buttoned high-heeled boots tight at her small ankles. She was dressed in a broad skirt cinched tightly at the waist with a wide leather belt. Her blouse was broad and blouson with a cascading lace flurry, pinned by a jewel-encrusted cameo, from her small neck down. She wore a short-waisted, scalloped jacket, collarless, a single button under her ample bodice, sporting three-quarter sleeves which exposed an explosion of lace ruffles at the cinched wrists of the blouse beneath. Her wild auburn hair was tied up in ribbons and curls which he released with a mere tug on a single velvet end. The red-hued ringlets of silken curls fell around her shoulders to her back and breasts. The soft wisps of curls framed the beauty that was her face and her eyes softened with love and desire.
“Disrobe, Amalya, here before the fireplace, in the moonlight and heat of our love. Take the shackles which separate us off one by beautiful one and leave them in a puddle of cotton and gabardine at your feet. Leave but the pearls that adorn your earlobes and neck and let them pale in your shadow.”
“Colin, you flatter me so, but I adore it and would never deny your wishes. Here, sit in your chair, by Puppy, and I shall dance for you by firelight, moonlight and God’s light. For our love is a love that is pure and true. I waited my entire life for you to claim me as your own. I will not deny myself the pleasures of your desires—nor mine.”
Muffy, likened in style to one of the Bronte sisters and Anne Rice, is an award winning bestselling author of provocative romance about love, sex, hope and passion. An American author of the popular Shadow Seduction Series (a paranormal love story) and the Ribbons of Moonlight Series (a contemporary romance), she has penned a dozen other books and anthology collections. Muffy was born in Texas to traditional parents. With two older brothers, she was the youngest, the family "princess," indulged and pampered. Her father was a career Colonel and pilot in the U.S. Air Force which required the family to travel extensively. Muffy spent her formative years in Europe and 'came of age' in France which forged her joie de vivre and love for books and writing. Married and living in the tropical paradise of SW Florida along the Gulf Coast, Muffy writes and enjoys life in the sun with her husband and wee Havanese pup, Burt. Join Muffy's mailing list to get the scoop on her new releases and special promotions at www.MuffyWilson.com.
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