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Thursday, 8 October 2020

My Books. My Blog. My Post. A tease of an excerpt from Daryl Devore's hot urban fantasy - Love my Fate #hotread #contemporary #urbanfantasy

 

What's a woman to do when a voice follows her home and makes mad, passionate love to her?

Daryl Devoré’s quirky paranormal urban fantasy – Love My Fate.

Corporate businesswoman, Capricious Gray, is dragged to a sex toy convention by her best friend. After a mysterious disembodied voice helps her with her purchases, it follows her home. Passion ensues, leaving Capri torn between lust for her fantasy lover and the desperate need for reality in her life.

Thall, son of one of the Fates, harbours the irrepressible need to be with the woman he's desired from afar for years. In order to make her his, once and for all, he must help Capri get past her fears, including the fear of what he represents - a fantasy.

Can fantasy become a reality for these two lovers?

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Excerpt - 

Traffic picked up as we neared the convention centre. The driver wormed his way through the congestion and parked at the curb by the main entrance.

"Well, it seems like a popular attraction." I paid the cabbie, and we followed the crowd into the building. As I read the convention billboard, my feet froze to the sidewalk. I snapped my face in her direction. "Erotic Notions! The… the sex show!"

"Yup. Keep moving. You're blocking people behind us." She nudged my arm to urge me forward. "I pre-ordered tickets. You just need to pay."

"I'm not going in there." I moved to the side and placed my hands on my hips.

"Oh, come on." Kat tugged my elbow. "It'll be fun. What else were you going to do tonight? Wash your hair?"

"But, what if…" My stomach dropped to my knees.

"Don't say it. I know, what if someone sees us? Girl, we're over twenty-one. We've both been married and divorced. We’re thirty-three."

"Excuse me. Thirty-two until August."

"Thirty-two. Geesh. But still, I think we're labelled as cougar wannabees. Not old enough to be a cougar. Not young enough to be a cheerleader."

I opened my mouth to voice another valid complaint, but Kat shushed me with a perfect teenage roll of her eyes and the first logical thing she'd said all night. "If somebody sees us, they're in there too—duh!"

I think I should've had more wine at dinner.

Kat directed me to the ticket kiosk and then in some blur of disbelief, I was standing inside the nation's biggest sex toy show.

The last consumer trade show I attended was for the company. It featured displays of state-of-the-art computers, software and how to make your office environmental and ergonomic. The dispassionate side of me said this was much the same. Display booths lining the walkways with salespeople pitching their wares.

The entire rest of my being said, "Run!" The wares here weren't technological. They were fruit-scented anal lube, blowup dolls, crotchless panties and… and… what the hell is that?

Kat grabbed my shoulder. "This is so exciting. I've always wanted to come to one of these. We get to do the private rooms."

"Oh! Uh, great." Words exited my mouth, but my brain was still in shock.

"Come on, this way. We, also, get to use the VIP area. Champagne and chocolate." Her voice rose two octaves.

Champagne! I could use a slug.

I mean a sip.

We showed our passes to a large security guard then sat at a table overlooking the convention area. A server placed two unbelievably tiny, plastic glasses filled with champagne on our table and a plate of four chocolates. Who eats only four chocolates?

I snapped my fingers. "Waitress."

She turned back toward our table.

With one hand, I picked up more champagne flutes and with the other; I grabbed another plate of dark delight. "I paid seventy-five dollars for these tickets. These are mine."

She tried to protest, but I flashed my best corporate bitch stare down. She sniffed, spun on her heel and left.

My corporate bitch stare down can melt steel. That waitress didn’t stand a chance.

 




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