St. Nicked by Damon SuedeSt. Nicked: There`s no gift like the present.
Holidays this fun can’t be legal. When a cat burglar dressed as Santa targets a glitzy Manhattan high-rise, the holidays get unhinged.
As superintendent, Mark Almeida needs to keep the residents safe, and as a former NYPD cop, he knows he can crack the case without any help… until he meets a suave stranger too handsome for his own good who pushes buttons Mark didn’t know he had.
As the holly-jolly crime spree unfolds, Mark wrestles with duty and desire while juggling festive clues, lavish gifts, and stolen kisses in time for a truly crooked Christmas.
St. Nicked, the newest contemporary romance from Damon Suede, combines the tension of a mystery with feel-good romance in a way only Damon can deliver.
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Meet the Author
Damon Suede… between soft and rough
Damon Suede grew up out-n-proud deep in the anus of right-wing America, and escaped as soon as it was legal. He has lived all over: Houston, New York, London, Prague. Along the way, he’s earned his crust as a model, a messenger, a promoter, a programmer, a sculptor, a singer, a stripper, a bookkeeper, a bartender, a techie, a teacher, a director... but writing has ever been his bread and butter. He has been happily partnered for over a decade with the most loving, handsome, shrewd, hilarious, noble man to walk this planet.
Addictions: sweetness that isn’t sentimental, wit that isn’t bitter, strength that isn’t cruel. Allergies: professional victims, half-assery, clichés.
Beyond romance fiction, Damon has been writing for print, stage, and screen for over three decades, which is both more and less glamorous than you might imagine. He`s won some awards, but his blessings are more numerous: his amazing friends, his demented family, his beautiful husband, his loyal fans, and his silly, stern, seductive Muse who keeps whispering in his ear, year after year.
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Rachell Nichole
12 years agoThanks for the invite to share! 🙂
An Affair Across Times Square came out in August, published at Loose Id. It's a contemporary erotic romance featuring African American and Multi-Racial characters.
Here's the blurb: Layla Morgan is tired of getting into trouble, and getting hurt. And she fears her wild nature is going to strike yet again. But maybe this time, she’s finally met the guy that can stand close enough to touch her inner flames, and still not get burned.
Tyler Lachlan doesn’t stand a chance of resisting the delicious distraction of the mystery woman across Times Square. He’s sure there’s more to her than her sultry voice and mahogany thighs, but he doesn’t know if he’s willing to risk his career to find out.
Could what began as a voyeuristic affair across Times Square develop into something more?
And a little excerpt:
Tyler smoothed his fingers across the white cloth on the table he’d put in his office. He stared across the street. He looked down at his watch: 6:58. If she didn’t open the curtain by seven, he’d probably sit there staring for hours, hoping she was running late or would change her mind. He looked around. He’d turned the place upside down. Moved his desk and rolling chair out of the way, brought in a small table and used one of his two leather chairs to sit in.
A single yellow rose with a bit of lavender sat on the table. Just like on the one set up in her room. A single white taper candle flickered beside the flowers, providing ambience but no real light. The glow from the square sufficed. Not the most intimate date in the world, but he hoped this qualified as a big enough gesture for her to realize they had more than some random fling and it could be special, because she was special.
His breath stilled in his lungs as he watched the curtain open one agonizingly slow inch at a time. He couldn’t breathe as he looked at Ms. Marietta. She stood beside the table, a shiny black halter top dress setting off her light mocha skin and showing him a beautiful glimpse of her cleavage. The long dress almost reached her ankles but had a high slit on the left side, revealing a delicious expanse of thigh. Black strappy heels and sparkling jewelry completed her attire. He forced a breath through his lungs.
She could have worn a paper sack, and he would still be delirious. But to know that she had taken the time to dress up for him warmed him, made his chest tight. She stared at him like that shy girl he’d seen in the window before. He lifted his hand in a small wave, and she smiled. She sat down at the table, shaking her head. She gazed at him in wonder, and he found himself soaking it in. Found himself wanting to put that look there more often.
She pushed the button on the waiting telephone, and he turned on his speakerphone as it rang.
“I see you got my note,” he said.
Her answering laugh warmed him even more. “Yes, I did.”
Was she going to bring it up, tell him of the dangers when they met like this?
“So…stalker-like tendencies, huh? That a way to win a girl over? I must have missed that in Relationships 101.” Her voice came out light, teasing.
He laughed at her. “Well, I don’t know what hack of a school you went to, but this was one of our first lessons. I mean, really, what did they teach you? To spend hours getting to know someone before you messed around? Write poetry and send flirty looks back and forth instead of following someone home at night without them knowing? God, the lessons you must now unlearn…terrible. You poor thing.”
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Hope you liked the little teaser.
~ Rach