FREE SEX MANUAL Audiobook

 Hi Lovely Readers

Very good news. I have some free copies of an erotic manual that I narrated. It is packed with great ideas to improve your love life and will give you the confidence to be more adventurous in a relationship or help you meet new people and start a relationship that will be exciting and give you power over your partner to satisfy you both.

 Dirty Talk: The Psychology And Physiology of "Talking Dirty" - The Easiest Way to Mind-Blowing Sex for Men & Women is cramped full of ideas that you may be aware of but never tried or tips that are new to you. Gary Allman, the author has gathered a barrel load of useful tips and he has included comments from both men and women.

So be aware!! Warning: controversial content here! Gary Allman is about to revolutionize your sex life. Are you ready? 

Now, answer this question: Do you ever feel awkward or shy when it comes to dirty talk? A lot of people feel uncomfortable when they first start talking dirty to their partner. And, let's face it, how can you possibly enjoy dirty talk if you're constantly worried about how you sound?

Dirty Talk: The Psychology and Physiology of Talking Dirty is here to help! This audiobook will help you save time, energy, and money as it gives you all the most important techniques and strategies for you to have the mind-blowing sex you deserve!

In this audiobook, you will find:

• Simple words that will drive your man crazy. He'll stay harder and get bigger - no matter what!
• How to take control of your man th
  e way you want to and never let him get away. Learn what every man wants and desires....
• Gary Allman's fundamentals and strategies to unlock your confidence levels in bed. Never be afraid of doing the wrong thing in bed again, for both men and women!
• How to transform her into an orgasm machine, by using your mouth only....
• How to enliven your relationship and experience the most intense orgasms in your life!
• How to tease your sexual partner with specific, arousing words.... He or she will beg you for sex!
• And much more!
  

You can have this power. Anyone can become a master of dirty talk easily and quickly.... You just need to unleash your inner seductive skills and apply the tactics taught in this audiobook. It's time to let go of the taboo and embrace the hot, erotic, sensually-exciting world of talking dirty!

This audiobook will teach you how to open up your mouth and voice what you want, what you love, and exactly how you want it, in the most attractive way possible.

Don't delay in getting this audiobook now as there are only limited free copies. Just click on the link and within seconds you can be listening to this life-chaning manual helping both men and women.

Click the link below and brighten your sex life now

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 I will be having more free audiobooks coming in the next few weeks. Ill be writing here with more details. Don't forget to sign up to our mailing list on the right hand side and get all the latest info.

Enjoy life and stay safe.

Love to you

 Jim

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Hi My lovely Readers

Summertime and the living is easy. I've created more stories for you to enjoy, as paperbacks, kindle, pdf and audio-books. And I've got a sparking line up from now to Christmas for you to look forward to. My current series is Taboo and will be available as single stories or a boxset. WATCH OUT for this.

My friend Abigail Andrews has a new CARRIE series out so use the links below and see what is available. 

Carrie continues her diary with two weeks in Spain. Book one is available right now covering her first week and including a beach sex orgy, a guy and two girls threesome, Tim arriving unexpectedly and the couple Carrie meets and how she enjoys the husband whilst the wife looks on.
This is about 3 hours of erotica for your pleasure that I know you will enjoy if you've listened or read any of Abigail Andrews work before. 

Abigail Andrews is now available at:
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Your comments are really welcome below.

Take care. Keep reading and listening

Jim

Taboo: The Brat and Friend: A Threesome Made in Heaven

Hi My Lovely Readers and listeners

Its new and ready for you now. Read on Kindle, as a paperback or listen on Audible. This short story is best

listened to alone in bed or under the covers with your favourite person for intimate pleasure as you cuddle up.

Taboo: The Brat and Friend. A threesome made in Heaven is oozing with erotica so if this offends you then move on. If, on the other hand, you find this exciting then pick up a copy and enjoy.

Here is a glimpse of the opening sequence:

    July drifted into August and the heatwave continued. Threatened hose-pipe ban and farmers complaining that their harvests were small because of the lack of rain. Aerial photos showed a brown and parched land.

   But for the most part everyone was happy. Blue skies and bright sun make people happier, less anxious and stressed. And I was living on my boat. I still had my apartment back home, cheap and cheerful but I was spending more time with the boat. Now I’d spent some time leaning her up and buying new bedding, china, cutlery and general bits and pieces. Practical stuff, low cost. I’d thrown out everything. The boat was in good shape but it hadn’t been used for a couple of

years looked a bit sad. Now it was brighter and felt like home.

   I’d won three quarters of a million on Lotto and had plans but for now I was as frugal as before. Sure I’d replaced everything but cheaply. I wanted to get used to the boat and eventually sail her to Spain where I planned to buy a villa and live. As a writer I could work anywhere. I certainly didn’t intend to stop writing, in fact the money would give me the opportunity to have new opportunities and experiences that I could write about.

   When I first bought the boat I stayed in a bed and breakfast place which suited me fine. Now I’d made the boat livable I stayed aboard. There was a small galley in the living area and a bedroom with a double bed. There was a tiny toilet come shower room too. Minute but practical, especially as I was staying over two or three nights.  The seating in the lounge converted into a bed so that made two bedrooms. I was having a ball.

   I took her out of the Marina every morning and was becoming quite competent.  The I sailed the Bay, getting more adventurous each day. I’d started writing again and found the sea swell calming. I was writing about 2000 words, this was more than I wrote back in my tiny apartment. I guess I was happier and able to concentrate here. I was really enjoying myself and looking forward to fulfilling my plans.

   Sitting enjoying a coffee and the mobile rang. I didn’t have many friends really and rarely had a call.

   “Hi David! This is Gemma. How are you?”

    It was a month since Gemma had come down and stayed a few nights in a hotel. My step brother was having some marital problems and he’d asked if his daughter Gemma could stay with me. I think  he thought it would give him a breathing space to sort out his marriage. She stayed and turned out to be a 19 year old vixen. We’d both got drunk and I was brave enough to go to her bedroom in the hotel and see if I could get into bed with her. She welcomed me and we had a night of fucking.

 “Hi Gemma” I said, wondering if she wanted more, and hoping she did. “How are you?”

   “Everything is good, thanks. Can I come down to see you again. You still out in your boat? That was so fun. Just for a few days before I go back to college.”

   I thought about it . . . for about 1 second. “Yes That will be fine. I’m staying on the boat now. You know the set up. I’ve spruced everything up now, so it’s looking ship-shape, as they say. The shower room is a bit cramped  If you will be comfortable with that then you are welcome.”

   “Oh David yes. That will be so good. Can I come in the morning and stay for three days? That won’t be too much trouble will it?”

   “No! Of course not. Call me and let me know what time you arrive and I’ll meet you at the station. Any idea what time?” I asked. I didn’t want to take the boat out and have to race back.

   “I was thinking of leaving early. Probably get there around 11ish. Is that ok?”

   “That sounds good. I’ll have a lie-in and wait to hear from you. See you tomorrow ” and I hung up.

*   *   *

   Next morning I didn’t get up early. I stayed in bed till eight. That was late for me. I had made a list out and went shopping. I needed to stock up. The store was a supermarket express, and they are the same throughout the country so I I knew my way around and was quick.

   I had a small fridge and freezer working off gas. I could only keep a couple of days food there. I stored tins and dry goods in a locker under some seating. And I bought some more wine, gin and whisky, juice and sparking water. I’d use all that myself without company.

   I got back to the boat and unpacked. Quick look around to check everything out. I didn’t know how it was going to pan out, whether Gemma wanted to sleep in my bed with me or on the lounge bed. I’d play it by ear. I hope for sharing and some sex with a gorgeous 19 year old . She was so hot and last time had been incredible. The first time I’d hade sex for several years and it is like riding a bike. You never forget.

   Leaving the boat and walking across to my tiny car I greeted a couple of other owners. The marina is quite a community and everyone speaks, if only a cheerful greeting. Maybe it was the environment, away from work and home, mortgages and bills, but I didn’t see anyone looking downcast.

   I drove to the train station and parked up. 20 minutes free parking for Railway business  the sign said. That would be long enough, the train was due in five minutes. I walked across to the station and waited on the concorde with the other ten or so people who were obviously there to welcome family or friends. I had a few minutes and tried to guess who they were meeting. A middle-aged  couple waiting for their university offspring? An older guy with a beard, looks like an academic might be waiting for a colleague, maybe a visiting lecturer. The there was a young guy: I bet he was waiting for his girlfriend.  There were other but I could see the train approaching slowly pulling into the station. This was the end of the line and the train slowed and stopped just short of the bumpers fixed to the track.

It always seems to take ages for the passengers to disembark so my thoughts went back to the waiting  crowd . Now the first passengers were coming through the barrier. Many had wheeled cases they were pulling and came through the wider barrier for disabled people. The standard ones seemed just too narrow for ease. How wrong you can be. The young guy welcomed another guy and they kissed. Then they walked off hand in hand, both good looking and looking like sports-guys. Got that wrong. The academic type met a young woman and they held hands looking at each other, not related I was sure, looked like a more romantic. Looked like they wanted to embrace but perhaps not here in the middle of the passengers streaming around them.

   Where was Gemma? People still emerging. Finally I saw her. She was hatting to a girl about the same age, nineteen or so. They were in animated conversation. Probably met on the train and chatted all the way. Gemma looked smart as usual, red jacket, plait and beret like I remember the first time I saw her.  Through the barrier and I stepped forward to greet her. She turned to the other girl as if to say goodbye but she didn’t.

   She turned back to me “David thank you so muck for putting up with me again” the she turned to the girl “This is Tina. She’s my best friend. I hope you don’t mind her coming too” 

  What did she mean? Had she brought along a friend without asking? We could manage but why hadn’t she asked.

   I held my hand out “Nice to meet you Tina” I said, smiling.

   “Thank you for having me, letting me stay with Gemma. “ I looked at her. 19 years old, long blond hair, baby blue eyes, short. Petit I guess with a good figure from what I could see. She was smartly dressed like Gemma, wearing a lightweight cream, almost blazer jacket over a sky-blue blouse and navy blue skirt with heels. They both looked stunning. But all my expectations of sex with Gemma were evaporating fast. Maybe last time was a one-off and Tina was her safety net.

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Have fun and thanks for coming here.

Enjoy life my Lovelies

Love and kisses 

Jim

Richard Found and Trained Me New book

Hi Guys and Gals

My good friend Abigail Andrews has a new book and audiobook now available. Just wanted you to know.

Here is the opener:

This is my diary entry for: Sunday 20th February

Nothing happened today.

My name is Carrie White and I've had a strange career up to now. I was a bit of a wild child and moved to the smoke when I hit 18. Living in a remote country village in Cornwall was not really my style. I'd been living with my grandparents since coming to the UK from Africa where I'd been born. My parents were still there but they didn't think it was a suitable environment for me as I approached school age.

I left Cornwall and travelled to London. No friends and nowhere to live but enough money to see me through for a month. I'm quite an extrovert so I was happy on my own and approaching people to get what I wanted. I'd never been a wilting violet and was loud and showy. I guess you'd call me an extrovert. But what you need to know that I might have been the Belle of the Ball, the center of attention, but I was still a virgin at 18.

   Today was a quiet relaxing Sunday so I’m writing about how my sexual adventures began, six years ago. 

   I’m now 24 but I’ve been like this since my 18th birthday when I was seduced by Richard who was much older and loved younger women. Well women who are between 18 and 22, any size, any shape and anywhere – so he said. We had a wild 3 days together. I learned more than any 18 year old should know about the art of sex and how to please a man. 

   I was 18 years old, well 18 years and 4 months to be exact. But I’d stopped saying years and months when I was about four. Now I’m 24 and so much has happened in those six years that I feel it’s been more like 16!!

   My name is Carrie White and I’ve had a strange career up to now. I was a bit of a wild child and moved to the smoke when I hit 18. Living in a remote country village in Cornwall was not really my style. I’d been living with my grandparents since coming to the UK from Africa where I’d been born. My parents were still there but they didn’t think it was a suitable environment for me as I approached school age.

   I left Cornwall and travelled to London. No friends and nowhere to live but enough money to see me through for a month. I’m quite an extrovert so I was happy on my own and approaching people to get what I wanted. I’d never been a wilting violet and was loud and showy. I guess you’d call me an extrovert. But what you need to know that I might have been the Belle of the Ball, the centre of attention, but I was still a virgin at 18.

   I stayed in a cheap hotel on the Bayswater Road for 2 nights. It was a doss-house. Well actually it was like a knocking-shop except the guests were couples who might stay for a couple of hours or overnight. I was busy looking for a job and spent time in the “lounge” as it was called; it was the ground floor rooms just opened up into a dining room and lounge area with small bar. Couples came in and it was usually older guys with young girls, about my age, all with too much make-up and cheap clothes, looking tarted up. Some had a drink then went to their room.

   I think the owners had wanted something different and it was decorated like the Arabian Nights, there were old leather suitcases covered in travel stickers from the past, there were Arabian style artifacts, probably cheap repros and rugs on the walls. It must have once had a certain charm but time had jaded and faded the place.

   My room was quite small, and followed the Arabian theme. There was a cheap corner shower and a wash-basin. The wardrobe and dressing table looked like it had come straight out of a junk shop, chipped, wooden, varnished with cup rings on the dressing table. I checked and double checked the sheets, wondering if the room had been used earlier that day by a copulating couple. I was happy to see there were no stains, the sheets smelt fresh, if in need of an extra ironing, and the pillows were ok too. There was a spicy incense smell throughout the hotel and I found on the first morning that joss sticks were burning, probably part of the theme.  

   I’d signed in with a young girl at reception but me the owner later in the day. He was an Arab called Ali, wearing a shabby suit, shirt and tie. I imagined he thought himself a real magnet but he was oily in the way he talked to me. I wouldn’t have trusted him out of

sight. But I was here now; I carried the important things like my driving license and passport and debit card, so I wasn’t too worried. And it was cheap. I found out the young girl worked there did everything from cooking breakfast, cleaning through and working as receptionist. Ali, the owner talked to her quite harshly and that worried me. But I soon found out that’s the way Arabs talk to all women. 

Ali would be in for a shock if he tried anything with me. . . now listen to the audio-book and enjoy as this turns into a hot and steamy three days with Carrie at 18 years old and Richard in his mid forties, and how he found her and trained her in all things sexual.

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also available on Kindle

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Jim

Livin is Easy with this 99p book over Easter

Hi My Lovely Readers and Listeners

And here is the good news OVER THE EASTER BANK HOLIDAY I've reduce the price on Kindle to 99p to give you something to read and enjoy over the holiday. STARTING THURSDAY 29th MARCH

So a treat for you. The first erotic story I wrote over a year now. Since then I've re-written parts and added a whole section. I hope you enjoy reading and listening as much as I did writing and narrating. 
   It's short and sweet, less than an hour. And you can listen discreetly on your mobile device whist travelling to work. It'll wake you up and stimulate your feelings. I've already had some good feedback. When I published the short original version these were some of the comments.

 I.V.Wow...Ya wouldn't believe it if I told ya...giggles...Very erotic and saucy hot...smile

CB - Ah, great ending and scorching sex throughout!

TR - Oh I think you got your moneys worth. well done, neat story

W315 - awesome story I think I might pick up hitch hikers again


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Here is an excerpt. The action gets really hot and steamy. You will love it.

   My name is Jim and I’m 47 years old. Divorced. No kids. Great Job. Money in the bank and in my back pocket. Don’t know if I’m good looking. I certainly look after myself and date plenty of girls: they seem to think I’m ok. I don’t think it’s just the money. Today I’m off the coast. Seen a nice little cruiser that I might buy. Always liked the sea and a small cabin cruiser that I could live on overnight and weekends would be great. Across to France too? I needed something big enough to take my motor-bike too.

   I’d come off the main road. I was having fun on this relatively quiet straight road away from urbanisation. Then this girl had just pushed her case out in the middle of the road and here we were.

   My thoughts turned to the girl. Good looker. Legs that seemed to go on forever. First thing I noticed as I got out of the car. Probably the last thing I saw as I braked. Slim shapely tanned legs. Her omg so short denim shorts were traditionally ripped and held up with a brown leather belt matching her open toes sandals. They looked expensive in direct contrast to her brown ancient, well-worn and tatty suitcase. It looked incongruous against her general appearance. She was fit.

and more

   “Quick. Rub my clitoris . . . hard” her voice was a rasp and her breath quick and shallow. She was so wet. She wriggled and her shorts were down past her ass. I could feel soft silky panties, a mere scrap of material, and they were wet. So wet, it was like they’d just been washed. Rubbing my itchy fingers over the material I could feel her mound and the lips protruding. Itchy fingers because they were desperate to touch. Yes she was ready and waiting. Slipping my fingers inside the soft silk I felt the smoothest skin imaginable, bringing back memories of college days and 18 year old pussies.

   She was breathing real heavy now as I rubbed her lips and pushed a finger inside. She was nuzzled up to my neck and right then gave my ear a bite. Her hand was rubbing my hard erection slowly up and down. Nice. Then she pulled away and dived her head down encasing my cock with those lips, pushing down as I entered her mouth, not stopping as her tongue rubbed against me, down, down so deep she almost took my balls.

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I'm having a couple of days on a beach in the sun. can't wait. Might be some eye candy

Good Listening and reading

Jim Masters

New Erotic Audiobook by Jim Masters

Hi Listeners

After an experience with a webcam model I was unable to keep this locked away in my mind. I had to share it and here it is. The story starts thus:

   I gunned the car down the road. It was busy, rush hour but I needed to be home. She was waiting for me, lying out on her bed in my favourite lingerie. Skimpy black lacy low-cut front fastening bra and matching French knickers, with room for my fingers to crawl up her thigh and straight to her smooth, hairless mound, her pussy lips still withdrawn to show a pencil slit, awaiting the adventure she wanted every night.

   The rain fell down in sheets. Difficult to even see the car in front sometimes as the wind swept across and sheets of water fell, whilst water was thrown up from the road. Ahead the lights were green but with about a dozen cars in front would they stay green or flash over to red? Impatiently I tail-gated the car in front. He glanced in the mirror and pulled away to leave a distance between us, I put my foot down too. It was only seconds but felt much longer as we approached then RED. Slammed on my brakes, realising just how close I’d been and we stopped, me and the two cars in front. I sat there drumming my fingers on the steering wheel, foot down slightly on the accelerator, full down on clutch. I was thinking of her and totally oblivious to everything else except the red light.

   Bang! I jumped l as the angry face peered in my window. Automatically I put the door-lock on and looked out. It was a youngish guy; well I’m 56, so anyone below 30 is a kid. He gestured to wind down the window, but I wasn’t raking a chance. I slipped it a slit so he couldn’t even get his in fingers in. “Don’t tailgate me, you bastard!” he yelled and I wondered what he was going to do next. I did think how stupid I had been in my anxiety to reach home, but I’d stopped safely.

   Then the lights changed, horns blared, torrents fell and he stalked off. And we were moving again. Not too far now, about 15 minutes if I was lucky, and I’d not been yet. The traffic ahead was slowing down again: couldn’t see what the hold-up was. Traffic wasn’t coming towards us either. Accident? Oh no. Not tonight. She’s waiting. She’ll be worried. Lying there on the bed, waiting, wondering. And I couldn’t phone her, no way  . . . 

It's around ninety minutes of unadulterated erotica about a guy who pays to bring a Camgirl to London, whom he has been talking to for several months. He doesn't really know what to expect but is overwhelmingly surprised by the events as they unravel.

Listening to erotica in private is the most sensual way to enjoy it. Whether traveling to or from work, in a break or best at home in bed, lights out and just you and me together. I've been told that its hot and steamy.

Don't take my word for that. Order your copy today and listen tonight.

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Love you all

Jim Masters

Hit and Run No Escape

Hi My Lovely Readers and Listeners

Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! The stories I started writing in December are beginning to seep through onto Amazon, Audiobooks and Kindle. It is so rewarding to see sales in the first few days of publication.

I have some promotions coming up and something new. I will be offering a signed copy of a book every month in a simple competition. I will sign your copy and send it to you by post. So watch out.

Now for my new book Hit and Run  No Escape which I both wrote and narrated. I hope you like my narration as much as I enjoy reading. When it's my own book I feel see the characters and speak from their hearts and minds. 

Here are the opening words to get you thinking. Enjoy:

Jack felt the crunch as if it was him . . . but it wasn’t. He ran across the road to see what had happened as a white van speed off, a white van with one red rear door , like it was a replacement, but he didn’t get the number,  it had gone too fast. He saw a girl laying there, her body in a distressed position, legs askew, blood trickling down her face. She looked in a bad way.

   Jack fumbled in his pocket and found his mobile. Dialling 999 he looked around for help. But there was none, and the driver and his van had disappeared. It was 9 at night and heavy rain splashed into the gutter. Jack was on his way home after a busy day and could do without this.

   “Ambulance please” he spoke abruptly into the phone. “A girl, run over, looks bad, bleeding heavily. Just in Stephenson Lane. You can’t miss us. Please hurry she looks in a bad way.”

   “Yes. She is breathing and I’m trying to stop the bleeding but I don’t really know what to do. It’s pouring with rain and I’ve got nothing to cover her with except for my jacket and that’s not protecting her.” His words trailed off. The operator spoke to him an, assured him. Gave some simple instructions and words of encouragement.

   Jack kept talking to the girl but she was unconscious and he knew this could mean big problems. Then he heard the welcoming sound.

I live in the UK and so all the places, expressions and descriptions are in English and the audiobook is read with my British accent. So for some of you this might be a different experience. 

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Meanwhile, any comments you might care to make are most gratefully received, together with any ideas and plots for future stories. Should I choose your idea and I convert it into one of my short stories, then I will dedicate the book to you. Remember my stories usually run for around 30 minutes so keep it simple.

Good listening and reading



Jim Masters

Ready For Training NEW BOOK for your enjoyment

   Another great story from the Erotic Story Queen herself, C J Edwards. Launched just today. And like most of her stories, short enough to enjoy at one sitting if you have half an hour to put on those headphones, sit back, relax and enjoy, preferably in the privacy of bed

alone or with a partner.   
   Losing your cherry to a Dom is only going to go one way! It was supposed to be a one-off to ensure her first time was enjoyable but there was no way Carrie could move on to boys after experiencing her step mum's boyfriend, Nick! But Nick didn't really want to. It wasn't that he didn't fancy the cute as hell 18 YO but he'd promised her stepmother! He also didn't believe she was ready. At 18 and a virgin only yesterday, how could she possibly be mature or strong enough to be a submissive? And how could such a kind man be cruel?
   This story will have your mind working overtime as you ride along and savour the sensations that Carrie experiences along the way.
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   This was another joy to narrate and your comments here are welcome. Listen to the audiobook and your comments on the sellers webpage will be appreciated too.

   

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Good listening. Watch for the next new audio book to enjoy

Jim Masters

Darkroom. Dark erotic novel

Hi Listeners.

Another great audiobook for your enjoyment.

Hot off production the dark erotic psychological story DARKROOM. This was a dream to narrate.  An absolutely must for listening to in the dark when you are alone. Be frightened silly. Just let your imagination run wild. And at nearly 9 hours long this is great fear value.It is the written by International bestselling author Poppet

International bestselling author, Poppet writes romantic horror, romantic comedy, non-fiction, paranormal romance, and is currently published with Wild Wolf Publishing, Tirgearr Publishing, and Eibonvale Press.

Poppet was first published in Mobius Poetry Magazine, and then spent years writing natural health articles for The SA Journal of Natural Medicine and Renaissance Magazine, before turning her attention to writing fiction, seeing her reach the number 1 spot on Authonomy - run by Harper Collins. Interviewed by journalist David Kentner, Poppet gained exposure across North America with the release of her debut novel Darkroom. Previously published by Night Publishing, Endaxi Press, and Thorstruck Press, Poppet now has more than 50 titles to her credit.

The audiobook is available right now. Click here to order

I could write a huge chunk about this book but let some readers tell you in their own words. Here are some reviews 

BySamanthaon April 11, 2017
Format: Paperback|Verified Purchase
The writing in Darkroom felt almost poetic to me right from the beginning and the first few chapters left me feeling very heady. I very much enjoy books that are able to get into my head in such ways, so I was eager to continue reading. Through Poppet's words and descriptions, I felt as if I sat in the darkness alongside Shauna. I was completely pulled under by this story. There was a mysterious air surrounding Vengeance and it gave me feelings of fear and apprehension as the story progressed.
The shifts between characters messed with my head a bit, and I was constantly wondering if Vengeance and Victor are one in the same. The words were constantly making me unsure. At the end of Chapter 20, it became obvious that there were bigger things happening behind the scenes and the watcher was actually being watched. I didn't know what to trust in this book and felt as if I were always looking over my shoulder.
It was incredible how Victor was able to manipulate her any which way he chose. As Shauna talked to Victor while struggling to piece together information, I was so afraid for her.
Chapter 35 had my head spinning with all the possibilities as some interesting information came to light. Shauna's thoughts and emotions were often all over the place. At times she would have a fleeting glimpse of a thought that Victor was not all that he appeared, but then it would be gone just as quickly as it came. Her mental state throughout made me feel off-kilter as well. I loved how Poppet had created a story that had my mind all twisted up over and over again. The ending was crazy enough, but the chapter with the alternate ending really had me freaking out. I need more and I need it now.

Here is a sample from the beginning of DARKROOM

5.0 out of 5 stars5, well I've been wanting a dark read, stars
ByKindle Loveon March 20, 2015
Format: Kindle Edition|Verified Purchase
and holy hell did this deliver. This is no light read, my friends. Victor/Vengeance has set out to convert Shauna from the dirty whore he perceived her to be into his perfect dirty angel. There's torture, both psychological and physical, sexual abuse, and LOTS of manipulation.

Again, this is no light read.
I have to give kudos to the author for the amount of research that must've gone into this book. Scripture is quoted often and "God's word" played a heavy role throughout. I was often surprised at Poppet's ability to find an appropriate verse to quote, especially during the more intense scenes, but she did and it made it all the more powerful.
There were times I was a little confused as to who was speaking... The POV switches to Victor's father, the Alpha, and is denoted by an asterisk. I tell you this as it would've been helpful for me to know beforehand but other than that, and some minor editing problems (hear/here), I really enjoyed Poppet's intellectual writing style.
I can honestly say I've never read a book like this before. Is it dark erotica? Yes, but in a most uncomfortable way. This is not a capture fantasy. Victor/Vengeance is not your average anti-hero; he is pure evil and I cannot wait to read book 2.

5.0 out of 5 starsDark, dark, dark - and be warned, it leaves a part of itself behind!
ByJade Weston May 30, 2014
Format: Kindle Edition
I've been meaning to write up a review of this one for a little while, but to be honest I've been toying with my emotions on it. This book is incredibly dark, not dark like usual dark erotica that disturbs you a bit but you crack on with it all the same, ACTUALLY dark. Really dark. So dark it creeps inside your soul and leaves you tainted. I felt dirty and creeped out by this book, but it has soul. It's hard to convey in actual words (hence the delay in the review).

I can honestly say this is the only book I've ever read where I've genuinely hoped the heroine would commit suicide. Not just a bit either, I was there with my Kindle rooting for her. 'Please do it, end it, please!!! You have to get out of this!! Death is the best way!' but it got me like that. I'd think about it when I wasn't reading, and reading it was a compulsively twitchy, unpleasant but addictive kind of affair.

This book is executed with great style. It's very well written, it's got atmosphere pouring from it and it's dark as dark gets. If that's your bag you should read it, and you will love it. I loved it, but I'm not sure I would want to read it again. Not yet anyway, I'm still scrubbing it off my skin from the last time. Still, despite the horror and the mixed emotional response to this very original piece, it's got so much soul pouring from its spurting black heart that it's a 5* from me.

If you like dark then definitely give this one a read, just don't blame me if you're sleeping with the light on afterwards.  

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I hope you enjoy. Your comments will be really appreciated.

Jim Masters

An Angel has Fallen

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Welcome to another audiobook I've recently narrated. To buy When An Angel Falls on Amazon. Click here

Officer Michael Simon struggles to solve a wave of killing. His Nephlim blood cries out for justice. The only problem is the human world needs evidence. 

He cannot dispense justice in the way he likes.
When the case takes an unexpected turn. He meets the woman that intrigues him. In order to catch a killer and protect his woman he must call his father, something he thought he never would do.
Can Michael stop the evil that threatens his town the some angelic help or will evil prevail. Or will this Angel fall at the last hurdle?


This book is about a Nephilim who falls for a human. Nephilim are found in the Bible and I've put in some notes here to explain the background.

The Nephilim were the offspring of the "sons of God" and the "daughters of men" before the Deluge, according to  of the Bible. According to Numbers 13:33, they later inhabited Canaan at the time of the Israelite conquest of Canaan. An either similar or identical biblical Hebrew term, read as "Nephilim" by some scholars, or as the word "fallen" by others, appears in Ezekiel 32:27.

The word is loosely translated as giants in some Bibles and left untranslated in others. They are mentioned in two contexts in the Bible:

When people began to multiply on the face of the ground, and daughters were born to them, the sons of God saw that they were fair; and they took wives for themselves of all that they chose. Then the Lord said, "My spirit shall not abide in mortals forever, for they are flesh; their days shall be one hundred twenty years." The Nephilim were on the earth in those days—and also afterward—when the sons of God went in to the daughters of humans, who bore children to them. These were the heroes that were of old, warriors of renown.

— Genesis 6:1–4, New Revised Standard Version

Thus from the above source the nephilim are the "sons" of the union between the "sons of God" who have been interpreted by some to be fallen angels according to classical Judaic explanations^[3] and the daughters of man who descended from Adam.

About Raven Delehanty

I have searched my whole life for my groove.I finally found it in my writing. I love the paranormal world. As an animal lover, it was only natural that I would be attracted to the shifter world. I raise wolves and children and love every minute of it. I believe in having fun and living life to it's fullest. I was most inspired by Christina Feehan, Lora Leight, and Andre Norton. I have found that there is a whole world in books and I love being a part of it. When my children were little after they went to bed I would read and for a little, while i was living in a world with no boundaries. I hope one day someone will feel that way about my books. I have seven books out at the moment with three more on the way. "The Last White Wolf" started it all. I wanted to tell a story about werewolves were sexy and majestic as well as beautiful. After that "A Wolf For Samantha" Just flowed. Raven has over a dozen full novels published and has recently started producing audiobooks of them. 

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