Jina Bacarr

Europe 1939

The world may be teetering on the brink of war, but that's no reason for the privileged classes to deny themselves the satisfaction of their deepest lusts. In exotic and exclusive clubs, they pursue the delights of the flesh with little thought to the world crumbling around them.

Eve Marlowe has everything she needs to lead the most decadent of lives: money, nobility, nerve and an insatiable appetite for sexual adventure. She also has a singular treasure: a fragrance of ancient origin said to have been prepared for the Queen of Kings herself. Seductive, irresistible, even mystical it is the scent of pure sensuality.

The power of this elixir is such that it sweeps Lady Marlowe into a game much more dangerous than those she played in the darkened rooms of kinky bars. As the Nazis devour Europe and North Africa, she embarks on a fevered journey, with sizzling stops in Cairo, London, Berlin each city filled with new perils and pleasures for one anointed with pure lust.

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Spy wannabe Pepper O'Malley gets more than she bargained for when she discovers her sleazy boss is hiding corporate secrets. She gets fired. Okay, she got caught in the copy room in flagrante delicto with a hunky thief, but she thought he was the new programmer. To get her job back Pepper becomes a naked sushi model and spies on her ex–boss. That plan throws her into the world of corporate espionage including being kidnapped by said hunky thief/ pretend programmer/ real–life FBI agent. And that's just the beginning…

After being jilted by her fiance, Autumn Maguire uses her non–refundable honeymoon tickets to explore Paris on her own. Eager to experience the true bohemian lifestyle, she answers an ad for an artist's model. When she exchanges her clothes for the artist's lush red cloak, something strange happens a feeling of intense sensual reawakening overcomes her. Suddenly lightning strikes and through the power of black magic she's thrust back into

the nineteenth century where the scandalous painter Paul Borquet is insisting she become his Titian–haired muse. Between everyone's strange clothing, the claustrophobic Parisian streets and the overpowering pull of sexual desire, Autumn can't process just where the heck is she and how did she get here? And frankly, with Paul's expert caresses imprinted on her body, does she really care about going back to present day?

Breezy Malone has left her cautious archaeologist's life behind, only to be poured into a leather corset and demand that bad guys ask no, beg for mercy in her new gig as a covert agent for the FBI. A covert sex agent, to be exact.

Not that she's given much choice. The FBI is dangling the ultimate carrot if she can use her seduction skills to trace an ancient, stolen artefact, it'll lead her to Sharif, the terrorist who framed her for a murder that landed her in a Middle East prison. Now she's prepared to break any rule to make sure Sharif pays.

But a mysterious and alluring agent called One–Eyed Jack is on her tail, and Breezy's not sure if he's friend, foe or something even more dangerous a sensual distraction aimed at throwing her off her guard. She'll show him who's in control.

The early summer of 1892 brought a heavy rainy season that year in Japan.

Plum Rain, the Japanese called it, because it comes when the fruit bulges with ripeness and promise. Like a young girl reaching womanhood. A girl like me. In the ancient Japanese tradition of beauty and grace, sex and erotic fantasies are hidden secrets that only a select few may learn, and which are forbidden to foreigners.

But when a threat to her father's life puts her own in jeopardy, young Kathlene Mallory is sent to live in safety at the Tea House of the Look-Back Tree, where she is allowed to glimpse inside the sensual world of the geisha. During the years of her training in the art of pleasuring men, Kathlene's desires are awakened by the promise of unending physical delights, and she eagerly prepares for the final ritual that will fulfill her dream of becoming a geisha — the selling of her virginity.

The man willing to pay for such an honor, Baron Tonda, is not the man for whom Kathlene carries a secret longing, but he is the man who will bring ruin to the teahouse, and danger to Kathlene, if he is disappointed….

Spring 1873: I arrived in Japan a virgin bride, heartsick and anxious beyond measure. Yet I embraced this perplexing world after uncovering an erotic, intoxicating power I hardly knew that I, Katie O'Roarke, possessed.

Japan was a world away from my tedious Western existence, a welcome distraction from my marriage to a cold, cruel husband. But when James attacked me, I could tolerate it no longer…I had no choice but to escape into the hills. I awoke in the arms of a young Samurai, who took me to Shintaro, the head of the powerful Samurai clan.

At first distrustful, Shintaro came to me every day for a fortnight until my need for him made my heart race at the sound of his feet upon the floor. He taught me the way of the Samurai–loyalty, honor, self–respect–and the erotic possibilities of inner beauty unleashed.

But James means to find me, to make me pay for his humiliation. I can no longer hide as rebellions rage, and as my own secret continues to grow….

She found Tokyo intoxicating...but lonely. So when Steve, the object of her super–hot sexual fantasies, offers to introduce her to the Japan tourists never see – the erotic hideaways known as love hotels – she's willing and eager. Designed to discretely accommodate the wildest fantasies of their patrons, these ports of pleasure offer very specialized accommodations, where she soon discovers levels of sensuality and pleasure like none she's ever known...