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Naughty Appetites
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Naughty Heroes
by the Naughty Literati

NAUGHTY HEROES: In And Out Of Uniform
A collection of UNFORGETTABLE HEROES

Written by the Naughty Literati

MARINE ON A MISSION
N.J. Walters

When Mitch McCoy left rural Kentucky to join the U.S. Marines he never thought he'd return. Now he's undercover with a state drug task force. He's not only facing his past, but also Sara Hawkins, the woman who broke his heart. This investigation will risk their lives and their hearts.

SEX BOMB
Nicole Austin

From first sight I knew Marine Lieutenant Harlie Savage wasn't fragile like a flower--she was fragile like a bomb. Definitely not some princess who needed to be saved, either. She was a queen who only lacked a sword, and I vowed to be her weapon.

HER SOLDIER OF FORTUNE
Belle Scarlett

Leia has no idea who ex-Marine Major Tate McIntyre is when he saves her life in a dark alley. Yet Tate's certain Leia is his to have, hold, and protect. He vows to keep her safe at any cost. His only price is her heart. Semper Fi!

THE NIGHT WATCHMAN
Katherine Kingston

A disabled vet rescues a woman on a mission to collect evidence, saving her from the men chasing her. As Jace and Shannon race to survive and outwit a traitor, a deep connection grows between them. But staying alive long enough to explore the attraction will take everything they've got.

MILITARY BLUES
Elizabeth Lapthorne

Luke is struggling to recover from a career shattering IED blast that sees him permanently discharged. Milly's career self-destructed and she's moved cities in the hopes of starting again. Can this new life and new relationship be a second chance for them both?

Excerpt from Marine on a Mission from Naughty Heroes
©2019 Naughty Literati

Mitch McCoy was home.

She sat on one of the uncomfortable plastic chairs and rested her face in her hands. Why now? Just when she was finally free of the past and starting to make her way forward. It wasn't fair. She gave a bitter laugh. Nothing about life had been fair for a very long time, if ever.

The door pushed open, but she didn't look up, not wanting to talk to anyone. The door closed, but there was nothing but silence. No one spoke, no one moved around the room.

A shiver ran down her spine and she knew without a shadow of a doubt who was standing there. She slowly raised her head. Sure enough, he was just inside the room, legs spread, hands down by his sides.

The dimness of the bar had softened him slightly, but the stark lighting in the break room hid nothing. Mitch seemed an inch or two taller than when he'd left. His shoulders were broader, stretching the seams of his T-shirt, his biceps were huge. The soft material clung to his chest like a second skin. There was a scruff on his chin, as though he hadn't shaved in a day. His hair was short, but still longer than military regulation. It was as black as night and thicker than ever.

He'd left her a boy but come back a man. Cliched, sure, but no less true.

She jumped to her feet. "What are you doing here?" She needed space, some time to pull herself together before she faced him again.

He took several steps forward, and she noticed he was favoring his left leg. Had he been injured? She hadn't heard and there'd been no one to ask. She'd tried to speak with his uncle after Mitch had left, but he'd run her off the property at gunpoint. She'd never gone back.

When he kept coming toward her, she wanted to back away, but held her ground.

"Sara Leigh." He said her name. Just that, but it sounded so intimate. She closed her eyes against him, but it didn't help. She was very aware of his presence. She caught the slightest whiff of soap, felt a breath on her face, and then his lips touched hers.

The bar, the past, everything disappeared. There was only Mitch and her. Only he'd had the ability to make her feel special, as though she could conquer the world, as if she was worth loving.

She yanked her head away. He'd taken that from her, forcing her to learn to stand on her own two feet, to find her self-worth by herself. She should probably thank him for that. Maybe in another decade or so, she'd be able too. Right now, all she wanted to do was gather the tattered remnants of her pride around her and survive this night.

"Why did you do that?" she demanded. "You have no right."

He ran his fingertips down the curve of her jaw. "I did it because I had to." He leaned closer until their noses were almost touching. "And sweet Sara, I have every right."

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Naughty Temptations: Collection One
by the Naughty Literati

Excerpt from Drakon's Treasure
©2006 & 2019 N.J. Walters

Arrik was spellbound by the beauty seated next to him. Her face was heart-shaped and her skin was pale, almost translucent. Her eyes were huge, slightly slanted at the corners, and the same colour as the violets that grew wild in the mountain meadows near his home. Her nose tilted upward slightly, but had a small bump in the center. He wondered how she'd broken it.

Reaching out a hand, he cupped her fragile jaw, tracing the curve of her full bottom lip with his thumb. She gasped slightly and her mouth parted to reveal straight white teeth. With her hood still covering her, he couldn't tell if her hair was long or short, but it was black as a raven's wing. She swallowed hard and he watched her throat move convulsively. Her chest rose and fell as her breathing grew more rapid.

She licked her lips, her tongue accidentally stroking his thumb. Desire, strong and potent, ripped through his veins. His cock swelled, pushing hard against the opening of his leather pants. It had been decades since he’d wanted a woman, longer since he'd actually had one. Neither the beast nor the man in him had been interested. Until now.

But he'd observed the world enough to know how the games of man were played. "How much?" His whispered words were almost a growl, as the lustful beast growing within him demanded he take her no matter the cost. The man was smarter and waited.

"I am no whore!" She was shaking now, more in anger than fear. Her response confused him.

"Then why did you offer yourself to me?"

He could see the confusion in her eyes as she struggled to regain control of her emotions. "I..." She shook her head and sighed.

The door of the tavern banged off the wall as several well-armed men, obviously elite guardsmen, surged through. The woman next to him gasped and practically threw herself into his arms, clinging to his side as she tugged the hood more firmly around her face. "Please." She grabbed the front of his cloak, twisting the fabric in her fingers. "I'll do anything you want. Just tell them I'm with you."

He sensed just how much it cost her to speak those words and it angered him that she felt she had to plead. "They will not take you," he heard himself promise her. And the moment he spoke the words, he knew that they were true. He would not let her go until he'd discovered all her secrets, until the lust that she fired in his belly had been slaked.

The armed men tore through the tavern pushing aside patrons and shoving tables out of their way. "Anybody seen a lone woman come in here?"

"We don't want any trouble." The barkeep hefted a cudgel from behind the counter.

"And you won't have none," the guard retorted. "Not unless you're hiding Lord Hameon's runaway slave." He grabbed a woman up from one of the benches and tilted her face toward the dim light from the lanterns before shoving her back down into her seat.

The leader of the guards stalked across the room. Arrik could feel the woman quivering against him. The man reached his hand over the table toward her cloak. "Let's have a look at you."

Quick as a snake, Arrik captured the guard's wrist in an iron grip. "You will not touch her. She is mine."

The tavern went deathly silent at his refusal. The guard yanked his arm from Arrik's grasp. "I don't know who you are, stranger, but I am Proctor, the leader of Lord Hameon of Gradoc's elite guards. Stand aside or die." The man puffed out his chest as he spoke, as if expecting to be immediately obeyed. His comrades were behind him now, six men in total.

Arrik stirred, sliding out of the seat. The other man just stared up at him as he stood to his full seven feet. Raising his hands, he slowly pushed his hood aside, revealing his face for the first time. The other man paled and stumbled back a step.

"I am Arrik Varkas Drakon and the woman is mine."

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Naughty Temptations: Collection Two
by the Naughty Literati

A collection of BESTSELLING PARANORMAL STORIES
Featuring NY Times, USA Today, Amazon & International bestselling authors!

Written by the Naughty Literati Berengaria Brown, Katherine Kingston, Nicole Austin, and N.J. Walters

UNMASKING KELLY by N.J. Walters

It's Halloween and a masquerade party is in full swing at Brannigan's Pub. Waitress, Kelly Allen, has been in love with her boss--Liam Brannigan--almost from the first. Tonight, hiding behind her costume and mask, she can keep her identity a secret as she attempts to seduce him into one long, hot night of pleasure.

LADY'S MINSTREL by N.J. Walters

Barely a bride before her husband left on Crusade, Alicia now fears the king will order her to remarry or take the castle. The arrival of a mysterious hooded minstrel makes her wary. She's shocked to discover he is no stranger. But her husband is not the man he was. Can their love be rekindled or is it gone forever?

As well as...

CHOCOLATE-COATED REUNION by Berengaria Brown
WALPURGIS NIGHT by Katherine Kingston
FIST ME by Berengaria Brown
CINDERELLA SCANDAL by Nicole Austin
SET ME ON FIRE by Berengaria Brown
TONY'S TIARA by Berengaria Brown
THE LAKE BY MOONLIGHT by Katherine Kingston
TERRACOTTA WARRIORS by Berengaria Brown
DIRTY PRINCESS byNicole Austin
PAIGE’S PASSION by Berengaria Brown
PERFECTLY PRESENTED by Berengaria Brown
SPONTANEOUS COMBUSTION by Nicole Austin
FIFTY SHADES OF VALENTINE'S DAY by Katherine Kingston
SAPPHO'S SISTERS by Berengaria Brown
ROYAL BRAT by Nicole Austin

Publisher's Note: This is a collection of previously published stories.

Liam worked his way down the bar, serving up tall, cold mugs of beer and mixing drinks until he finally reached her far corner. "Welcome to Brannigan's, pretty lady. What can I get you?" His smooth, deep tones rolled across her skin like a caress. He stood in front of her with his hands on his hips and a twinkle in those deep blue eyes. His shirt was open at the top, emphasizing the strong column of his neck and offering her a tantalizing glimpse of his impressive chest. Really, the man was too sexy to be let out amongst the regular population.

She frowned when she realized he was staring at her. Glancing down, she had a quick peek at her cleavage to make sure she hadn"t fallen out of the bustier. It was close. Her breasts swelled against the lace trim, but her nipples were still covered. Barely.

Her head jerked up when she felt his fingers beneath her chin. But instead of releasing her, his hand cupped her jaw and he leaned closer. For a moment she thought he might kiss her. Her lips parted in anticipation. His breath was warm on her moist mouth. He was close. So very close.

"What can I get you?" His voice was so soft and seductive it took a few seconds for her to process the meaning of his words. She jerked her head back in embarrassment, her cheeks heating. While she'd been all but undressing the man with her eyes, he'd been waiting for her to order.

"White wine, please." Her tone was briskly matter-of-fact and Kelly wanted to bang her head against the bar in frustration. She wasn't supposed to use her regular voice. She'd practiced lowering her voice and speaking more slowly and sensually.

But Liam had turned away to fill her drink order, giving no indication that he recognized her. Good. All wasn't lost. She could do this. She knew she could. When he placed her glass on the bar in front of her, she smiled at him. "Thank you, handsome." This time, her voice was mellow with a come-hither tone.

He smiled his pirate's grin. "You're welcome. You here with anyone?"

This was it. This was her chance. Trying not to seem too eager, she picked up her glass and took a long sip. She lowered the glass back to the bar, licked her lips and allowed her tongue to stroke across first the upper and then the lower lip. His eyes tracked every movement of her tongue.

Was it just her or was the room getting hotter? Her costume suddenly seemed incredibly tight and she struggled to breathe. Her breasts felt so heavy and the tips ached unbearably. The tight lacing that cinched her waist and torso made her feel voluptuous and unbelievably sexy. Her pussy throbbed and she struggled not to squirm in her seat.

"No," she managed to whisper. "I'm not with anyone."

He leaned across the bar and stared into her eyes. The world around them disappeared. The sounds of the music, the chatter of the people and the din of the bar seemed to fade into nothing. There was only her and Liam.

His lips barely skimmed hers before leaving a trail of hot, moist kisses to her ear. He traced the whorl of her ear with his tongue before nipping the lobe with his teeth. "You are now," he whispered. "If that's what you want."

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Naughty Temptations: Collection Four
by the Naughty Literati

A collection of BESTSELLING PARANORMAL STORIES
Featuring NY Times, USA Today, Amazon & International bestselling authors!

Written by the Naughty Literati Belle Scarlett, Berengaria Brown, Katherine Kingston, Nicole Austin, and N.J. Walters

ANASTASIA'S STYLE by N.J. Walters

Anastasia Style is having anything but a hassle-free Valentine’s Day. Her car has a flat, she has a delivery to make for a last minute client, and she has to sign her divorce papers. But her mystery client is her husband and he has no intention of letting her go.

JESSAMYN'S CHRISTMAS GIFT by N.J. Walters

Clad only in a slinky teddy and sprawled beneath the Christmas tree, Jessamyn Parker waits for her boyfriend, in an attempt to rekindle their dying relationship. Instead, a complete stranger surprises her. The new sheriff in town, Caleb Morgan is enthralled by her. Jessamyn has sworn off men, but Caleb has other plans.

As well as...

LADY CAROLINE'S REWARD by Berengaria Brown
BLAST FROM THE PAST by Katherine Kingston
FIRE AND LIGHT by Berengaria Brown
ICE QUEEN by Nicole Austin
JEWEL'S MENAGE CHRISTMAS by Berengaria Brown
LADY ESTHER'S LESBIAN LOVER by Berengaria Brown
RENOVATING THE RELATIONSHIP by Katherine Kingston
FIREWORKS AT THE LAKE by Berengaria Brown
QUEEN OF HEARTS by Nicole Austin
ONE KINKY WEEKEND by Berengaria Brown
THE LOCH NESS MONSTER, ROMEO, AND JULIO by Berengaria Brown
PRELUDE TO A MOST UNUSUAL MARRIAGE by Katherine Kingston
JAID'S TWO SEXY SANTAS by Berengaria Brown
SUMMER LOVIN' by Nicole Austin

Publisher's Note: This is a collection of previously published stories.

"I hate Valentine's Day," Anastasia Style muttered as she contemplated the wisdom of kicking the flat tire she was glaring at. If she hadn't been wearing her very expensive, incredibly sexy red high-heeled Manolo Blahniks, she might have attempted it.

Sighing with frustration, she reached into the stylish leather handbag she'd just retrieved from her vehicle and rummaged around until she found her cell phone. As she dialed her office, she glared at the offensive piece of rubber. Of all the days to get a flat.

"Hi, Maryann." She spoke calmly even though a part of her wanted to scream. Her normally composed assistant sounded flustered on the other end. Not good. But not surprising. Valentine's Day was shaping up to be her second busiest time of the year. Only Christmas had been more frantic. As the owner and manager of Hassle-free Holidays, her holidays were anything but hassle-free.

"I've got a slight problem." She explained her situation to Maryann and paused while the other woman commiserated. "Call Manny's Garage for me, will you?" Her family had been using Manny's for as long as she'd been alive. "Tell him to take it back to the garage and I'll pick it up later. I cant afford to wait, so I'm going to call a cab."

She stared into the backseat of her normally reliable six-year-old Honda Civic and eyed the expensive bottle of Dom Perignon, the huge box of Godiva Chocolates and the extravagant arrangement of colorful carnations. The carnations didn't quite fit with the other two items, but that wasn't her concern. Whatever the client wanted, the client got. That was the mantra for her business.

She glanced at her watch and groaned. This day was going from bad to worse. She had to make this delivery for a very last minute--but extremely lucrative--client and get to her lawyer's office before five o'clock.

She was signing her divorce papers today.

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