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Eighteen year old Tatum O'Shea is a naive, shy, little rich
girl. Twenty-three year old Jameson Kane is smart, seductive, and richer. They
come together for one night, one explosion, one mistake, and Tate is hurled
into space – no family, no money, and no Jameson.
Seven years later, life is going pretty good for Tate, when
she runs into Jameson again. This time, she thinks she's ready for him. She
doesn't have a naive bone left in her body, and she can't even remember what
shy feels like. Jameson has evolved into Satan – sharp teeth, sharper claws,
and a tongue that can cut her in half. It all sounds like fun to a girl like
Tate, and she is ready to play, determined to prove that she isn't the same
girl he conquered once before. A series of games start, each one more devious
than the last.
But the devil likes to play dirty, and she learns that
playing for souls is playing for keeps. The lines between games and reality,
heaven and hell, get blurry. Can she beat Jameson at his own game before
someone gets hurt? Or will he leave her soulless, making him the winner, once
and for all?
WARNING: contains a wannabe B-rate porn star, an impersonal
personal assistant, and the F-word, A LOT. Also graphic sexual situations and
sadomasochistic themes. 96,000 words.
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Indie author, writing anything that pops into my head ...
which happens to usually be kinda crazy and a lot dirty. Working out
of an undisclosed location in Alaska (where the need for a creative
mind is a necessity), I have been writing since ..., forever? Yeah, that sounds
about right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball - I also see
shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I'm
clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT.
I like dogs more than I like most people, and I don't trust
anyone who doesn't drink. No, I do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does
not set for six months out of the year, there's your Alaska lesson for the day.
I have mermaid hair - both a curse and a blessing - and most of the time I talk
so fast, even I can't understand me.
Yeah. I think that about sums me up
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