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Meet Your Next Book Boyfriend -- David Chastain

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WINNER ANNOUNCEMENT: Amy B. enjoy your Starbucks E-Card

The Book Boyfriend Blog Hop is back and better than ever!


The authors of Evernight have a brand new team of swoon-worthy book boyfriend candidates. A sexy assortment of cowboys, Doms, detectives, millionaires, royalty, vampires, soldiers, and shifters are just a click away.


Get ready to find your next book boyfriend...

David Chastain

Is he a bookish archaeologist or surviving heir to the Nuuba Pride of Shifters?

Physical Stats:
In his own words: "he had the sleek, powerful design that nature intended, his cock included. At six-five, two hundred ten pounds, body fat at three percent, he was chiseled like a masterpiece."He is a hybrid Panthera-a Leo cosmically linked with humans.Keen eyesight, even in the dark; powerful sense of smell.One admirer in her pursuit of him: "she wanted to fuck Adonis-reincarnated."Left pectoral--inked design of tribal swirls, thick lines, and sharp hooks. Continues over his shoulder and…

The Writer's Life - Taking Time To Revitalize

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Another book completed.

Another sign that writing is my career, my calling, a serious pursuit.

What comes with the accomplishment is a major feeling of release. There are lingering effects of physical and emotional stress, understandably. And already there is one foot in the rollercoaster car as I look up at the steep climb of a blank screen with blinking cursor for the first line of the next book. And all of these elements of writer life don't necessarily jive with each other. What becomes more than necessary, but life-saving and sanity-preserving is inserting the space and time to chill.

Regroup. Revitalize. Restart.
Enter writer friend to the rescue with her lake home setting. The sanctuary is important. I'm not in need of seclusion from the world. I don't need a schedule of activities. And I also didn't need to spend hundreds of dollars to find my quiet place. A reasonable driving distance and time behind the wheel were enough incentive to pack my things into the ca…